Woodbridge Academy

Ch.7

I jumped slightly as he took my hand and manipulated it until I was holding onto his tight forearm, but that surprise rapidly turned to moans as his hand slid into the front of my sweats and wrapped around my throbbing cock. I can't remember the last time I was so turned on from just the feeling of a hand on me, but that was quickly forgotten as he began to slide his palm up and down over my bulge from inside my boxers. He wrapped his palm around my head, using the precum dripping out me as lubrication as he began to pump at a very generous speed.

"Fuck." I moaned as I tore my mouth from his and rested m forehead against the wall. "Please don't stop."

He chuckled. "Not a chance in hell." His voice was practically dripping with lust, and I felt my cock jump in his hand as the deep tones of his voice resonated through my brain. With his free hand, he pulled me from the wall long enough to turn me around, never breaking his rhythm on my cock as he pumped steadily. I knew it was a matter of time until I exploded, but I was in too deep to even care that I might come across as a quick draw. Matt pulled my pants and boxers down a little further so that he could move his hand more easily, never letting the pace waver as he kissed me. Gone were the sweet and tender kisses. They had been replaced with kisses dripping with arousal and need.

"Matt." I moaned out. "I'm so close."

He didn't even miss a beat, dropping quickly to his knees and wrapping his mouth around the head of my dick as his hand continued to pump around the shaft. His free hand roamed under my t-shirt and flattened out over my stomach before wrapping around to my waist. He gripped me gently as I felt my balls tighten, and with a gasp and a moan, I exploded into his mouth. It felt like I was cumming for days, each rope more powerful than the last, until I was completely spent, standing against the wall, panting. "Holy shit. You are so good at that." I whispered. He hadn't given up on my cock, sucking the last remnants of cum that dribbled out before he licked the whole shaft. He had a small amount on the side of his lips, but before I could say anything, he scooped it off with his finger and sucked it off like it was ice cream. The sight of that alone nearly made me cum in my pants all over again. "Was that what you wanted to show me?" I joked.

He gave me a smirk before climbing up off his knees. "No. I just couldn't resist. I just feel better here. I know Josh wouldn't care if we do anything, but there is definitely less privacy upstairs and well, I want you all to myself. Who wouldn't? You taste absolutely delicious."

I chuckled, absolutely mortified. Yet, despite his comment, I couldn't help but revel in the passion or intimacy I felt at this moment. Matt had a way of making me shake with need, and I found myself wondering how long he would be okay with me not reciprocating. Then, it startled me as I realized, I want to reciprocate. No guy I know likes a pillow princess, so I'm assuming guys don't like guys like that either. Maybe it was time to start giving something back. If I couldn't handle it, I needed to let Matt know before we got in too deep.

I don't even know who I am anymore.

"You okay?' He whispered as he pulled me close to him. "You look a little freaked out."

"Just thinking." I told him.

"About the top and bottom stuff again?" He asked.

"Kind of."

"Okay?" He gently prodded.

I sighed. "I guess I just don't know what I'm supposed to do to you."

He just gave me a small, yet understanding, smile. "Whatever you want. I told you I'm not going to force you into anything. I meant that." He leaned forward and gave me another one of those kisses tat made me feel sexy, and I melted into him. I knew Matt wouldn't care, but I did. I needed to try something. Anything at all. His tongue swam in my mouth, drowning me with the passion he clearly felt for me as well. At least this attraction I felt wasn't unrequited.