Sunday night I was getting ready for bed, stripping off my clothes when my phone dinged with a message. Standing in the middle of my room, naked, I picked up the phone.
The message was from Ron, "I'll pick you up in the morning."
I replied back, "K".
Then almost immediately I got a text from Mr. Clark.
"Stand there and jerk off for me. I want to watch you get off."
Smiling, I put the phone down and standing in the middle of the room, with my curtains open, I began to stroke my cock. Swaying back and forth, I stroked my now hard cock while I ran my other hand over my body, my eyes closed, remembering how Mr. Clark had fucked me.
Soon I was moaning and thrusting my hips as my hand worked my cock. I shot my load, shooting onto the floor in front of me. I grabbed a rag and bent over at the waist, legs spread, to wipe it up, my ass facing the window and Mr. Clark.
"Good show," he texted me, "And I want that hot little ass of yours again and soon."
Looking back over my shoulder, I smiled toward the window and wiggled my ass.
I walked over and climbed into bed as my phone dinged another message. Looking at the phone, I saw it was from Zach.
"Is Ron giving you a ride to school?"
"Yes," I replied back with a pout icon attached.
"Okay, see you at school," he replied.
I turned over and drifted off to sleep, dreaming of all the wonderful things that were suddenly happening to me. I slept with a smile on my face.
I awoke excited. Monday was going to be a good day. We only had half day of school which meant a full afternoon to have some fun. I showered, dressed and had breakfast. I walked outside and waited only a few minutes until Ron drove up.
I hopped into the car and we drove to the back of the strip mall. Backing into our usual spot, Ron shut the motor off, leaned his seat back and pulled his hard cock out of his jeans.
Giving him a smile, I leaned over, wrapping a couple of fingers around the base while I took the head into my mouth. I ran my tongue around the head, feeling the smoothness of it and tasting his salty precum.
I slid my mouth down his cock, taking his entire seven inches, feeling it push a bit into my throat. I held him there, deep throating his cock. When I felt his hand on the back of my head, I began going up and down, sucking.
"Oh yeah," Ron moaned as I sucked, "That's it. Suck it."
Harder and faster I sucked. Soon Ron was groaning and shoved his hips up, I felt his cock spasm as he shot his warm load of cum into my mouth. I swallowed as he continued to shoot until he collapsed back in his seat, spent.
"Wow," Ron said as he tucked his cock back into his jeans, "You really are a great cock sucker."
I smiled at him as I licked my lips. "Thanks for breakfast," I said squeezing his thigh as he started the car and we drove to school.
The half day of school was a snap, over very quickly. Then it was off to soccer practice. As we dressed in the locker room, the guys were laughing and joking about their weekends. When Zach took off his shirt, a couple of the guys whistled.
"It looks like Zach had a good weekend. Look at those scratches," one of them said.
I couldn't help blushing, giving Zach a quick eye to eye glance.
"Yeah, yeah," Zach said. "It was a really great weekend."
After practice and a quick shower, I headed home. I was told to mow the lawn since I had my afternoon free. Getting home, changing into a pair of skimpy cutoffs and tee shirt, I started mowing. Shortly, Mr. Clark came out to his side yard and pretended to be working on some shrubs, but really watching me mow. And I was sure to give him a wiggle of my ass when I could.
Almost finished mowing, working in the front yard, Billy walked up. I stopped the mower and said, "Hey man, what's up?".
"I thought I'd stop by and see if you wanted to play this afternoon. But I see you're busy," Billy said as Mr. Clark walked up to us.
"Hi there," Mr. Clark said to Billy, "Your Billy? I think we met at the game Friday."
Billy gave him a big smile, his eyes checking out the nice bulge in Mr. Clark's sweatpants. "Yeah, I remember."
"Want to come over to my place and hang out until Ricky is done mowing? I'll give you a soda or something," Mr. Clark smiled at Billy.
"Sure, sounds great," Billy said.
They walked over to Mr. Clark's house, his hand on the small of Billy's back, guiding him. I noticed as they walked in the door, his hand slid down to cup Billy's ass. I smiled, knowing that Billy was probably going to lose his virginity this afternoon. I went back to mowing and finished quickly.
I saw a message on my phone from Zach as I walked into my room, peeling off my shirt.
"Hey, what are you doing?" was Zach's message.
"Just finished mowing the lawn, heading for a shower," I replied back, adding, "My folks are out, I'm home alone. Want to come over?"