Ricy's Story

I lay in bed sleeping, having wonderful dreams about all of the men in my life.  I was wakened by the feeling of my bed moving, someone climbing onto my bed.

I mumbled a "What" and started to roll over but a hand pushed my shoulder back down.

"Shh, Ricky," I heard the familiar voice of Mr. Clark, "I needed to see you again."   I felt him kiss the back of my neck.

To answer him, I spread my legs.  He leaned over and I felt his cock slide into me.   I started to cry out, but he held my face in my pillow, muffling my cries.  Then he began to fuck me, hard and deep, his body slapping against my ass.

After a short time, Mr. Clark shoved into me, and held his cock there as it shot a large load of his baby batter deep inside my love tunnel.

Breathing heavily, Mr. Clark started kissing the back of my neck and my shoulder.   I turned my head to him and when he put his lips to mine, I opened my mouth inviting his tongue in.  I could taste the stale beer in his mouth, but I enjoyed our kiss.

"I wish your parents would stay gone longer, Ricky," he said to me as he slid his spent cock out of my ass.

I gave a chuckle and said, "Yeah, me too.  I'm having a lot of fun."

As he stood and pulled up his pants, he said, "You can go back to sleep now."   Giving my ass a squeeze, he added, "Thanks."   And walked out of my room.

I listened to him walking down the stairs and then drifted off to sleep again.   My alarm woke me after what seemed like minutes.   I jumped out of bed and cleaned myself and took a shower.  Dressing, I grabbed a quick bagel for breakfast and headed outside.  Just then Ron drove up, parking in front of the house.

I ran out to the car, opened the door, and tossed my books onto the seat.   Giving him a smile, I said, "My folks are away.   Come inside."

"Oh yeah," Ron replied, shutting off the motor and opening his door.

As we walked up to the door, he asked, "Are they at work?"

"Out of town," I replied opening the door.

"Yeah," Ron said, "For how long?"

As I sank to my knees in front of him, I said, "Maybe back today or tomorrow."   I unzipped his jeans and pushed them down along with his underwear.

I reached out and wrapped my hand around his hard cock, my other cupping his balls.   I leaned forward and took the head into my mouth.

I began sliding my mouth up and down his cock, sucking.   I ran a hand up and down his thigh.   As I gently massaged his balls, he moaned and his hand dug into my hair.

I sucked up and down his cock, just like I did for Zach earlier.   Every fourth or fifth time, I'd shove my face completely against him, deep-throating his seven-inch cock, holding for a second before continuing.   After a short time it seemed to me but actually probably five to seven minutes, he grabbed my head and held it while he shot his warm load of cum into my mouth.   Over and over, he kept cumming and I kept swallowing, my hands on his hips.  Finally, he was done but I kept him in my mouth, savoring the feel and taste of him.   Slowly I pulled back, kissing the head of his cock as I released it.

I stood as he pulled his underwear and jeans up and fastened them.   I smiled at him and opened the door.   As we walked down to his car, he said, "You know I don't have to protect you from bullies anymore."

I smiled at him and said, "Yes, I know."

He stopped as he opened the door to get into the car and said to me, "So you just keep sucking my dick because you like to?"

I just smiled at him and got into the car.

As I was walking into school, I saw Mia.   I walked over to her and gave her a hug and a kiss on the forehead.

"Are we still on for lunch?", I asked her as I walked her to her first class.

"Sure are," she said, "We can talk over a lot of things."

The morning went quickly and soon I walked into the cafeteria for lunch, I spotted Mia sitting across the table from a blond girl.  I walked over, gave Mia a kiss on the head, and sat down beside her.

She introduced me to the blond whose name is Sara and she is Mia's girlfriend.   She knew about the arrangement we had and liked the idea.   I told her I could get her a boyfriend if she needed one.

I agreed to walk Mia home after school and meet her mother to help with the act we were playing.

I had a few texts on my phone to look at lunch also.  Zach was going to be busy tonight with his family, Mr. Clark was out of town at a book signing and my folks were not going to be home until tomorrow.   It looked like it might be a quiet night for me.

As I was walking out of my last class, I ran into coach Ramirez.

"Hey Ricky," he said to me, "I'd like to stop by your house and talk to your parents about chances of college scouts watching some of our games.   Is tonight a good time?"

"Sorry coach," I answered him, "My folks are out of town.   Only me at home."   And I gave him a smile.

"Oh," he stared at me, "So you are home alone?  This would be a good time for me to come by and talk to you then."   And he gave me a smile.

"Sounds great, coach," I said, "Here's my number, give me a call or text later and we can work it out."   And I gave him my number.

"Great," he said, "I'll see you later."

"I'm looking forward to it," I said as I walked off.

I walked Mia home, she lived only two blocks from me, so it wasn't very far out of my way.  After a visit with Mia and her mother, I left after giving Mia a kiss that her mother saw.

At home, I took a nice shower and put on a new pair of bikini underwear, a pair of tight shorts, and a cutoff tee shirt.  For dinner, I found some cold pizza to get me by.  I sat in the living room munching on my pizza looking at another issue of Twink World that Mr. Clark had given me.   Of course, looking at the magazine got me very horny.   Then my phone rang.

"Hello," I answered.

"Hi Ricky," I heard, "This is coach Ramirez."

"Well hi coach," I said, "Would you like to come over?".

"Are you home alone?", coach asked.

"I sure am," I answered, "Just sitting here all by my lonesome looking for something to do."

"Great, I'll be there in fifteen minutes," coach Ramirez said.

"Okay, see you then," I said as we hung up.

(To be continued)