big stutter

Tonight, our school has a dating party. This kind of party is originally a heterosexual world. As a junior gay senior, I didn't even want to go, but in the end I was forced to go by the big orange student.

For going to a party, I personally ruined my favorite shirt and exchanged it for a handsome guy to spend the night with.

Here's the thing.

After the party, that unscrupulous Big Orange went to hook up with the handsome guy and left me alone in the corner to eat snacks.

At that time, I was sharing a pack of spicy strips with the person next to me when I suddenly saw a handsome guy walking in.

Thick eyebrows, big eyes, straight nose and thin lips, perfectly captured my sexual orientation!

As a result, I was patronizing to look at the handsome guy, and when I didn't pay attention, I threw the spicy strip on my shirt. That was my favorite and most expensive piece of clothing!

I couldn't care less about looking at the handsome guy anymore, and hurriedly exchanged glances with him before running to the bathroom to wash clothes.

Anyway, he is a straight man, and he can't eat it.

After forced washing in the bathroom for a while, I found that it couldn’t be washed off at all. When I was annoyed, the handsome guy pushed the door open, looked at me again, and then passed me to the urinal to relieve his hand.

My gaze followed him all the way from when he came in to when he finished his hand, and when he came to me, I immediately pretended not to care.

But he suddenly asked me why I kept looking at him.

What could this be for?

Hate your body!

But I still held back the embarrassment and pretended to easily deny it.

He didn't hold on to this problem anymore, and said that I couldn't wash it off like this, so he asked me to take it off, and he washed it for me.

I was immediately baffled, but politely declined.

Who would have thought that he would intensify his efforts and force him to take off my clothes in disregard of my wishes.

I resisted desperately, even trying to awaken his humanity.

"I'm only wearing one."

But he didn't listen to me, and still pulled my clothes forcefully.

He saw that I would not give in, so he pushed me hard against the toilet door.

He stared into my eyes, and unconsciously moved his left hand to my crotch, touched it twice vigorously, and asked me if I wanted to do something fun.

I was uneasy, but his voice seemed to have magic, and it made me nod my head uncontrollably.

He smiled with satisfaction, pushed me into the compartment, and pushed me against the door again

I was kissed by him, first touched gently, then sucked tentatively, and finally opened my mouth completely, and used my tongue to swipe deeper.

This kiss made me weak all over, and the feeling of taboo in the toilet made my heart beat wildly, but I clearly knew that I was longing for this man's body.

The man's originally abstinent and cold handsome face was now full of lustful flames, and he unbuttoned my shirt while kissing.

One, one...

After unbuttoning my chest, he tugged at my shirt somewhat roughly, parted his lips, and took my nipples in his mouth when I didn't know why.

Lick, suck, nibble.

It's a joy I've never had before.

I couldn't help but gasp.

He leaned against my ear again, breathing hot air and said, "Senior, do you like it?"

I seemed to have lost my ability to speak, so I just nodded mechanically.

After getting an affirmative answer, he began to attack my lower body.

His right leg was between my legs, and with his right hand, he pulled open my trouser chain, gently inserted two fingers, pulled down the panties, and took out my dick.

It was half soft, and slowly hardened under his strokes.

I kissed him while enjoying his hands.

My two hands clinging tightly to his broad and thick shoulders, I kept groaning softly.

When I was about to squirt, there were two men's voices at the door.

He tightly covered my mouth with his left hand, but the movement of his right hand didn't stop. With silent shaking, I sent the semen to his hand and my clothes.

The man's voice disappeared, and he let go of his hand covering my mouth, and I gasped for breath.

He raised his hand and asked me if I wanted to eat.

I looked at his sticky right hand, shook my head, and saw him lift it to my mouth, stick out his scarlet sexy tongue, slowly lick off the remaining semen on it, and finally leaned close to me, and took a long bite with me kiss.

The fishy cum didn't diminish the pleasure of kissing him.

He asked me after the end: "Do you still want to continue? Senior?"

I nodded without hesitation: "Yes."

He unbuttoned my shirt one by one and carefully tucked my cock back into his panties.

I didn't know what to do, and I didn't ask any questions. I silently watched him finish all this, and opened the door to take me out.

In his half-supported and half-embraced, I followed him to an empty classroom.

He said, "Senior, how is it here?"

I didn't expect to have sex in the classroom one day, and I was shocked again for a while.

He ignored my shock, leaned slightly on a desk, pointed to his crotch and said, "Senior, it's your turn."

I understood it, squatted in front of him, gently untied his belt, and pulled down his ankle together with the underwear.

He looked down at me, and I slowly licked his thick penis with my tongue.

After twirling my tongue, I tried to take his whole cock in my mouth, but it didn't work, my throat was hit.

He touched my face gently, and said to me: "Senior, do what you can."

I nodded slightly.

After 10 minutes of hard mouthing, he asked me again: "Senior, do you want to be fucked?"

I nodded quickly, as if I didn't hurry up, I wouldn't be able to get fucked.

He stood up straight, pulled me up, and made me bend over and rest my hands on the desk.

After he took off my pants, I suddenly remembered that there was no oil and condom, but I felt a cold sensation in my asshole when I panicked.

Looking back, he was putting a condom on his cock.

I was startled and asked him, "Why do you carry this with you?"

"It's not that I heard that the senior is coming to the party, but I have been greedy for the senior for a long time."

As he spoke, he held his dick and began to attack my asshole. Under his wave of attacks, my asshole was opened by him, gradually adapted to the size of his dick, and opened up to him resignedly.

He pushed hard and half of his cock sank into me.

I couldn't hold back and exclaimed.

He leaned over and pressed against my back and said, "Senior, you have to hold back, or you will be watched in a while."

I took it for granted, and began to hum softly.

"Junior's dick is so big, it's so good to fuck me. Uh... don't stop, ah..." I couldn't help crying out.

My moaning obviously stimulated him, and after a few minutes of thrusting, doggy style stopped satisfying him.

He pulled out his cock and turned me over.

I was half lying on the desk, he took off his shirt, let my legs lightly touch his bare chest.

He entered my body again and started a new rhythmic attack.

The desk couldn't stand the vibration and made a "creaking" friction sound.

"Old...wife's...hole...hole...so...so cool."

I returned from the empty and dark classroom to the bright and comfortable bedroom. The desk became a big bed, and the cold and dissolute junior became a handsome but naive big stutter.

Big Stutter is fucking my ass hard.

I slapped him lightly reproachfully: "It's agreed that I'll be playing next year today. I'm your senior, not your wife."

The big stutter also reacted, and looked at me blankly: "Yes... I'm sorry... I'm sorry." Then he leaned over and kissed my mouth, "Then... learn... Senior, cool... cool? "

"Cool!" I put my arms around him, and he lifted me up and sat me on his hips.

I told him to stop, and I started to twist my waist and move.

"Old... Wife, good... good will... Twist."

I got tired after twisting for a while, let the big stutter move on.

He lays me down on the bed again, thrusts a few times and backs off, rubbing my thighs and coming out.

After all the shots, Dajieba leaned over and hugged me, I rubbed against his abdominal muscles, and all shot on his abdominal muscles in a short while.

I kissed my stuttering forehead contentedly, I didn't have the strength to wash it anymore, I covered the quilt and fell asleep hugging each other.