Sean's Story: Chapter 5 - Sex Stories

Sean's Story: Chapter 5

... was the worst gay and that I couldn’t possibly have helped him. He was probably right. Except for my, apparently, talented tongue I was a bad gay. Class started and we went through a delightful world of Algebra II. Holy hell some of these kids were stupid. My teacher actually got frustrated and asked me to try and explain factoring. I don’t understand how people couldn’t understand that. The rest of the day was pretty uneventful and just went as normal. All I wanted was to fast forward until Josh would come over that night and I could do wonderful things to his body. I was almost in a daze the entire time school was in session. Luckily these classes were easy and I could afford to just coast for a day. The teachers rarely called on me unless I raised my hand anyway. They knew I understood the material. Casey and I walked home and shot the shit. Nothing exciting had really happened today so we just talked about random stuff. I was on autopilot. I just wanted to get home and into my room. I knew Josh had swim practice but somehow I figured that if I was in my room the time until he got there would be faster. Unfortunately that wasn’t true. I found myself just sitting in my room trying desperately for something to do. I read for a while but got bored so I switched to watching TV. But that, too, only lasted so long and I started to clean. I couldn’t sit and do one thing for very long because of my impatience. I got on my computer and fucked around for a while. I checked my ...

... MySpace but didn’t have anything exciting on there so I signed off. Normally I probably would have jacked off already with this level of boredom but I wanted to save it for Josh. Time inched along at a snail’s pace as I fucked around in my room. Eventually it was dinner and I couldn’t believe he hadn’t come over yet. His swim practices weren’t this long. Maybe he wasn’t coming. I barely talked during dinner which caused my parents to ask if anything was wrong. Nothing was but I couldn’t convince them otherwise. I just said that I hadn’t slept well the night before and they left me alone. After dinner I decided to take a shower to try and take my mind off of things. Of course that didn’t work either. ‘Cause in the shower you’re naked and when you’re naked and a teenager in puberty being naked makes you think of sex. Before long I was fondling my balls and stroking my cock. My balls were so smooth and my cock was so hard; I just loved touching them. I brought myself to the edge of orgasm several times but stopped myself each time. I wanted to cum so bad but I was still holding out hope. If he didn’t show up I was going to kill him by beating him with my blue balls. Well, there was a couple hours before bed. If I was lucky he’d show up. I dried off in the cold of the house. My balls pulled up tight against my body but my cock was still semi-hard from all my stroking. I was getting frustrated. He had to be fucking with me. I wiped the fog off my mirror and looked at myself. I looked ...