Jamie and gets an after school job.

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When I was 16 I lived in a small town in Queensland Australia called Innisfail. I was in High School and on the local swim team the “Red Devils”, I had a good group of friends and was gay. I had known for a couple of years that I was gay and had even fooled around with a few guys. I had developed a fetish for men’s bulges that seemed to have taken over my life. I found myself walking around all day with my eyes at crotch height, it didn’t matter who the guy was I would still look. I remember being 14 or 15 and looking at a guy that was walking down the street holding hands with a woman and looking at his bulge. He had tight jeans on and a tight t-shirt, I remember seeing that his thick cock was hanging down the leg of his jeans, they were so tight that I was able to see that he was cut and guessed his cock to be about 7 inches long while it was soft! In that moment I hated his girlfriend and wanted her dead, I would have given anything to get my hands on that thing!

At school I was a very lucky guy, footy shorts were big at my school. If you don’t know what footy shorts are they are very short Nylon shorts that show off a guys bulge very well, they shape themselves around a guy’s bulge and arse. Needless to say I would walk around the school with a constant hard on. I became expert at hiding my hard on by putting my school bag in front of it, I was also turned on by seeing guys walking around with their bags in front of their cock, I love to think that they were trying to hide a hard on too. I had fooled around with a couple of guys from school and had even given Cameron head in one of the class rooms. Cameron was a straight friend of mine that liked it when I sucked him off. He had gone down on me a few times and we had even made out but he was adamant that he was hetro. I didn’t care what he called himself as long as I was able to play with his mammoth 9 inch cock!

I was in grade 11 and the school was having a disco in the student centre. I was thinking of not going because everyone would be bringing a date. Most of the guys I would want to take wouldn’t want anyone to know that they had feed their hot cocks down my throat. I thought about asking Norman to go with me but thought even if he said yes I didn’t think it would be a good idea for me to be seen with him. Cameron was going with Christy-the slut-Peterson and he was very happy to be taking her. He told me that she had felt him on the bus on the way home from school one day and he thought he might get to fuck her. The first time he had told me he wanted a fuck a girl I got upset because I was worried that I wouldn’t get to suck him off again. I needn’t worry, 2 hours after he blew his wad in Jessica he came over to me and asked me to suck him off. There was something so hot about knowing he had fucked a girl and then come to me to get off again!

The dance was only 3 days away and Melissa asked me if I wanted to go with her, she was a nice girl I knew from the pool and had caught her looking at my bulge a few times so it wasn’t a big shock to me that she asked so I thought fuck it, I wanted to see the guys all dressed up so I told her I would go with her. I went to the only formal higher place in town and hired a suit for the night as it was to be black tie. When I tried it on I knew it looked good, I was in good shape standing just under six foot tall and had a swimmers build. The man in the shop was happy to measure me for it and even lingered at my crotch when he measured the inseam for the pants. I liked having guys look at me and noticed it was happening more and more as I got older. The man just about swooned when I came out of the fitting room, I looked past him to the mirror and could see why. My hair was long in those days and I was wearing it out it looked good hanging down over the suit jacket. The jacket was fitted showing off my good body, when I took off the jacket the pants framed my bubble butt very well. I got changed back into my school inform, paid the man and left the shop. When I got home I put the suit back on and pulled my cock out the fly. I sat in front of the mirror with my 6.5 inch cock in my hand and wanked slowly. I had to be careful to not get cum on the suite as it had to be dry cleaned and I wouldn’t have time to get it done before the dance.

The day of the dance finally arrived and I stood in my room getting ready. I had to admit I was excited to see how Cameron and Norman would look in a suite and to see if Cameron’s cock would show in the pants. While I was brushing out my hair I heard the phone ring and Mum pick it up. I only heard one side of the conversation but I knew Melissa wasn’t going to the Dance. Mum came in and told me and asked if I still wanted to go. I told her I would and she called me a Taxi. As I got in the cab the driver told me I looked nice and pulled out. I was worried about going to the dance without a date, I didn’t want to look like a looser but thought it was better to go alone then to have a weird moment at the end of the night when Melissa would want to kiss (or worse!). As we pulled up to the dance I was happy to see Norman standing by the gate. I walked up to him and asked where his date was. He looked at me and smirked “Good one” he said. I took it from that he too was going stag and thought we might as well hang out together. He was in a pair of black pants and a black shirt and tie. He looked nice, the pimples were there but his hair had been cut and his clothes all fitted well.

We walked into the student centre and no one turned around and gasp, there was no “Oh my God! Jamie is dating Norman!” or anything like that. I guess everyone assumed we were both going stag and that I had felt sorry for him and was just hanging out with him. I found Cameron and the whore sitting at a table alone and we walked up and sat with them. I sat next to Cameron and Norman sat beside me. We could not have been at a worse table, right by the DJ and his loud sound system. I couldn’t hear the slut so I didn’t talk to her, this was just fine with me and I didn’t think Cameron minded as he might have been a little worried I would say something to give the game away. I sat there talking to Cameron and Norman for a while before the tramp wanted to go and dance with Cameron. They got up and I turned to watch as they danced, I have to admit that I wanted to kill her when she had her hands around him and rubbing her back, I went red when she put her hands on his bum and gave it a little squeeze! Barby, a girl from the special school down the road asked Norman to dance and they headed on to the dance floor. I sat there watching thinking how glad I was not to have to get up and dance with a girl! I must admit that part of me was wishing I was up there dancing with Cameron but I knew it would never happen.

As I was sitting there I noticed that the DJ kept looking over at me, I met his eyes and he smiled at me. I hadn’t really noticed him before with Cameron and Norman at the table but looking at him now he was cute! He was about 22 or 23, had sandy blond hair and blue eyes. Standing behind the DJ desk (a teacher’s desk moonlighting for the night) and his equipment I couldn’t see his bulge but sat there thinking about what it might look like. He was wearing black dress pants and a white long sleeve shirt with a black tie. I could tell he didn’t like wearing the tie as he kept adjusting it every couple of minutes. His hair would move when the fan mounted on the wall would move and he kept having to pat it back down, watching him was fun, I liked watching his hands, they were very big with long fingers. Cameron and I had had a conversation about the size of a mans cock being in proportion to his hands. The theory is that if you open your hand fully spreading your fingers out palm, up your cock is equal to the distance from the tip of your thumb to the tip of your little finger. Cameron had a big hand and a big cock, Normans cock was a little smaller and so were his hands and mine was smaller too, in proportion with my hand. Looking at this guy’s hand I would have guessed his cock to be about 8 inches.

I was sitting there looking at him when he motioned for me to come over to him. I was just sitting there by myself and thought I may as well go talk to the cute guy. I got up and waked over to the dance floor side of the DJ desk but he called me around the other side. “Hey dude I’m Trent, Can I ask you a favour?” he had to yell for me to hear him over the music. I just nodded at him taking the opportunity to have a look at his bulge, his pants were too baggy for me to be able to see a bulge so I gave up “I have to take a leek, when the song is over can you press play here and full this fader down?” I leaned in towards him so he could hear me and said “Sure man, no problem”. He smiled at me and pushed past me and headed to the toilet. I stood there hoping I wouldn’t cock it up and trying to remember how the song ended so I didn’t miss the end. Just as I was replaying it in my head the music started to fade out so I pressed the play button he showed me and pulled down on the fader he had indicated. That went ok I thought and stood there listening to Sinead O’Conner belt out ‘Nothing compares to you’ Oh great I thought, a slow song. All the couples on the dance floor fell into each others arms including Cameron and mole, she held him tight and I had a front row seat for all the action. I so wanted to be in his arms feeling his strong arms around me and knowing that I would get to suck his cock to climax after the dance, but it wasn’t to be.

The song only goes for about four and a half minutes so I start to worry by about 2 minutes that he wouldn’t be back in time to load up another song. I started looking through his CD’s and found something with a little more tempo that I thought would make him let go of her and loaded it into the other CD player in case Trent didn’t get back in time. Just as I closed the draw on the CD player I saw Trent making his way back over to me. He was smiling and I noticed him looking around the room. He seemed to linger on Cameron and skank and I thought for a split moment of trying to get him to pick her up so Cameron would be able to come home with me but thought it was a bad thing to think and left it alone. He came back over as the song was finishing and I changed tracks to Jenny Morris’s Break in the weather, my favourite song at the time. Trent came back and stood beside me, he leaned over to me and told me it was a good choice and that he thought it should keep them dancing. He asked me “Doesn’t it piss you off that your boyfriend is dancing with that girl?” He didn’t look at me for a reply and just pulled Sinead out of the CD player and put Martika in her place. “Norman!” I yelled “He isn’t my boyfriend” I was beet red standing there, why did he think I was dating Norman? Did I have a sign on my back saying Norman takes my cock? Trent handed me the cover for Martika and asked me what track I wanted to hear. My Favourite song on that album was toy soldiers but I knew it was too slow and the floozy would grab a hold of Cameron again and I wasn’t in the mood so I pointed at track Martikas Kitchen thinking it was the only other track I liked.

Once he loaded the song up Trent leaned back over to me and said “well man, you might want to let him know that, he has been looking at you ever since you came over here to talk to me. I think he’s worried that I will grab your cock or something” He winked at me when he said that last bit. I stood there red again listening to “Come on get some in Martika’s Kitchen” thinking I might be able to get some in this guy’s kitchen! He looked at me again with a grin on his face. I looked out at the floor and found that Norman was indeed looking at me and had an odd look on his face. I wanted him to feel better about it so I smiled at him and he seemed to relax. Trent pulled the chair out from under the desk and motioned to me to grab a chair and pull it up. When we were sitting down together with our legs touching he asked me if I liked music. I told him I did and he said he owned the business and needed someone locally to do discos for him, he told me he lived in Cairns and worked for the radio station up there doing the breakfast shift so week night jobs in Innisfail were too much for him. We sat there talking about it for a while and I decided to give it a go. I told him I was worried as I didn’t have a car. He said it was OK, he said he would give me cab change vouchers to bring the equipment in a maxi taxi. With that sorted out he went about showing how all the equipment worked and told me he would pay me if I stayed back and helped him pack up his stuff after the dance.

At about 8:30pm the year master came up and took the mic to make some announcements and talk to the year about how important year 12 would be to us and how we would now be the oldest students in the school and how we had a responsibility to ensure we upheld the good name of the school while we were in the community. After his speech that seemed to take about 6 hours the deputy principal got up to give out some awards, they were not scholastic or academic awards just silly nonsense ones that we had all voted on in the weeks leading up to the night Cameron got one for his ability to dodge homework and I got one for my acting in the school play, nothing too heavy and we all had a good laugh. I came back to sit with Trent once I got my award and I think Norman was hurt by this. By now Norman was sitting with Cameron and the harlot he didn’t know them well so he was left sitting by himself. I felt bad but was excited about my new job and wanted to learn from Trent!

The deputy ended up by saying that there was only an hour left to go of the dance (met with a loud BOO!) and that we should make the most of the rest of the night. I looked over at Trent at that point and could tell he intended to. He asked me if I wanted to take over and ‘spin’ a few that I liked, I very much wanted to and searched his collection for my favourite songs. First up was Siverchair’s Tomorrow, I think it was a little heavier than he expected but it got the guys on the floor, some of the girls went back to their seats and the guys stayed on the floor to head bang. Trent smiled and yelled into my ear, “just how you like it eh? A dance floor full of hot young studs!” I didn’t say anything but winked at him. OK so he knew I was gay, he was cute, I wanted to fool around with him, after all what’s the problem with mixing business and pleasure? Trent stood there beside me nodding his head along to the music.

Once my selection was over Trent spun the last track and when it was over thanked everyone for coming and said the classic line “I don’t know where you are going to go but you can’t stay here” I thought he was so cool at that moment. He told me to go and say good bye to my friends and come back and help him pack up. I walked over to Cameron and the ho who were standing off the side and told them what had happened. “That’s awesome Jamie” Cameron said “Yeah” said his trick. Norman came running over and said “Are you ready to go Jamie?” “Nar man” I said “I’m going to help Trent pack up his stuff” he looked hurt again but I knew I would be able to make it up to him over the next few weeks. I said my good byes and walked back over to Trent who was putting the last few CD’s back in a box. He told me to unplug the cables from the speakers and to wind them up. This was all very easy and he started unplugging cords from the deck and put the cover back on them. Once all the cables were wound up and the speakers taken down off their stands we started taking it all out to his van that was parked off to the side of the student centre.

Once it was all in he asked me if I wanted a lift home, I told him I would and we got into the front of the van. As he turned the car on Trent looked over at me “Was your friend ok about you not leaving with him tonight?” “Yeah” I said, we didn’t come together so I don’t think it was a big shock”. “You didn’t come together?” he asked with a smirk on his face. I went red again. I hated that I did this, it always gave me away when I was up to something. “Have you sucked him off?” Trent asked. “Yeah a few times” I answered. “Trent pulled the van out onto the road “I don’t blame him then, if I had sucked your cock I wouldn’t want to let you go either” I didn’t know what to say to that, thinking back I should have said, well go on then! But at the time I didn’t, all I could say was “Thanks”. He didn’t say anything for a while but I noticed his hand down in his lap. He was rubbing his cock!

I sat there looking at him rubbing his hard cock through the material of his pants. I sat there and adjusted my now hardening cock, that was all he needed as an invitation and he leaned over and put his hand on my leg. Getting no objection he moved it up to my inner thigh, still getting no stop sign he moved up to my crotch and rubbed my hard cock. “Do you want to come back to my motel room Jamie?” he asked. I didn’t say anything but I nodded my head. Once we got into town he pulled into the worst motel in town that I guessed was the cheapest and pulled up in front of the first room. I was worried about being here as the motel was right beside the taxi office and Normans Mum worked there and she would be on shift now! If she saw me getting out of a strange van and going into a room with a man she would be on the phone to mu Mum right away. I was happy not to see any Taxis on the rank as we pulled in and I waited behind the van as he opened the door.

As we walked into the room I took a look around, it was worse than I thought, the carpet smelt and the bed looked broken. Trent went to an overnight bag he had on the bed and took off his tie and shirt and put it in the bag. “Man you must be hot in that outfit! Take off the shirt and jacket man and make yourself confortable.” I did as I was told and hung them over the chair pulled up to a desk in the corner. Trent came up behind me as I was hanging up the shirt and put his arms on my shoulders, “Want a massage man? I nodded and he led me over to the bed. I took my shoes and socks off and they were quickly followed by my pants onto the floor leaving only my formal black speedos on me. Trent gave my arse a playful slap as I climbed onto the bed and removed all his clothes except for his boxers before joining me. He sat on my legs and started rubbing my back, I was sweaty from wearing the suite so I knew he was rubbing his hands through a river of sweat. He was leaning over me rubbing my shoulders when I felt his hard cock digging into me, I was so turned on by this that I wanted to turn around and shove his cock into my mouth but was enjoying the rub down.

Trent got off the bed and went over to his bag that he had moved to the small table in the corner and came back with a tube of lube. He squirted some onto his hand and rubbed his hands together, when he got back on the bed he started rubbing my legs, it felt so good as I had been standing up there with him for hours and was enjoying the release of the tension in my leg muscles. Trent moved my legs apart a little and started rub the top of my inner thigh and moved up to my balls. He didn’t linger there like I might have but just cupped them for a few seconds and moved back to my legs. After a few minutes I felt his hands on my arse, once hand per cheek he was rubbing his hand all over them and pushing the fabric of my speedos into the crack and pulling it out again. Trent said in a low voice “Roll over baby, I want to massage your chest” I rolled over and looked at him, he had a look of hunger in his eyes. I had seen that look a few times before and loved to see it on a man’s face, it meant that he wanted me and that nothing was going to stop him getting what he wanted.

I was laying on my back in the horrible motel room meters from Normans mum and Trent the 22 year old hottie was rubbing his hands all over my chest. He lent down and licked my nipples giving each of them the same attention. After a while Trent came up and kissed me on the mouth, “Your so hot baby, I want you so bad” I didn’t answer him, I just laid there watching as he went down and pulled my speedo off. He took my cock in his hand and slowly pulled the foreskin back, his eyes didn’t leave my cock as he put his head down and got to work sucking me off. He sucked my 6.6 inch teen cock like a pro for about 10 minutes before he took it out. I was a bit pissed off that he didn’t get me off and was more pissed when he got off the bed but felt a little better when I noticed that he had gone to collect a condom. He went back to my dick and pulled me off for a bit before he put the condom on my dick, I had never worn one before that night, I had fucked Norman a few times but I knew he was clean so I didn’t bother, I assumed this meant that Trent wanted me to fuck him and I was happy to do it.

With the condom on my cock Trent got the tube of lube again and put a liberal amount of it on my hard dick, the feeling of his hand on my cock with the condom on was strange to me but it felt good. Trent had a smile on his face as me climbed back on top on me, he was on his knees with one leg either side of me and his bum hole inches from my hard cock. He put some lube on his finger and slipped it into himself when he took it out he rubbed his finger on the bed spread to get the lube off and grabbed my dick, he pointed it at his hole and lowered himself onto my throbbing teen meat. When I had fucked Norman he was very tight and it was always hard to get the head of my dick into him when we first started off, with Trent it wasn’t so hard he sat down on it and it was in. I loved the feeling of having my dick inside a man, I loved the feeling of his hot body around my cock and the friction I felt as he bounced up and down on top of me. “Pull me off baby” he said short of breath so I reach out and pulled on his cock. “your so good babe, I want you to fuck me all night!” he said a little louder than he should with a 16 year old in his Motel room.

He sat there bobbing up and down on my cock for about 20 minutes until I dropped my load in him, well in the condom. He must have missed that I cum as he just kept on bouncing up and down, I took my hand off his cock and said “Man I’m done, get off it” he ignored me and grabbed his hot red cock and began punishing it like crazy. It was hot seeing him pull himself off like that, he stopped bobbing up and down on me and just sat there with my softening cock deep inside him. After a few minutes he dropped his load on my chest and even managed to hit me on the ear! He sat there on me looking down at the cum all over me and smiled at me. “Thanks baby” he said “that was the best fuck I have had in a long time”. I smiled at him and waited for him to get off me. As he got up my cock kind of fell out of his arse and sat limply on my balls. I reached down and took off the condom and didn’t know what to do with it, Trent took it off me and put it in the bin under the table.

He put on a pair of jeans and said he should drive me home. I got dressed and got in his van again, one the way home he got me to write my phone number down so he could call me when there was a job for me in town. When I got out of the van at my house he said “Thanks again baby, I can’t wait to see you again”. When I got up stairs Mum was in bed so I went in and hung up the suite in the bag that came with it and went for a shower. In the shower I thought to myself that I should feel used that he rode my cock and sent me home but I didn’t, I loved it and wanted more. I couldn’t wait to tell Norman what had happened and also couldn’t wait to try out the l ube on him, I just had to get up the nerve to go and buy it!

Well guys, I hope you enjoyed this story, I intend to write a few more with Jamie and Trent but would love to hear what you thought of it. Flick me an email to gayspeedoguy@gmail.com.