Adrian, but then Ms Bicher intervienes.

In the gymnasium Adri pulled Pat close to him and gave him a deep romantic kiss. Pat melted into his arms and grabbed onto the taller boy for support as he returned the kiss. Their cocks were getting hard again and as they kissed and groped each other they pressed and rubbed them up against each other. This public display of affection was almost more taboo for Pat than all the casual sex he was having. The emotions rose in Pat's chest as Adri kissed his neck and then whispered in his ear, "I'm going to fuck you so good." Pat squeezed his boyfriend's butt he was so excited.

Ms Bicher's whistle broke up their foreplay. "No, no, no people! This isn't Saturday night! This isn't romantic fucking, this is power fucking!" Pat looked around and saw that it wasn't just he and Adri that had coupled up, but at least half the class had paired up with someone that they had feeling for and were making out with. Ms Bicher continued, "In a line everyone, chop-chop!" Everyone hurried and got into a straight line, Pat giggled a bit seeing all the boy's hard cocks lined up, all the different sizes and thicknesses, all of them at different heights. Adrian squeezed his hand and smiled at him. "Count off! Boys to seven, girls to eight!" And down the line the boys started to count, Adri was five, Pat was six and he realized when the count started over at one what was happening. Ms Bicher confirm that shouting out "Find your first partner. We'll start with oral." Pat pouted. He wasn't going to get to fuck Adri in class.

"See if you can hold out, we can meet up in the semifinals." Adrian gave him a quick peck on the cheek and ran off to find his partner, which turned out to be a short but muscular boy, with shaggy hair and a tight ass. Pat was a little jealous.

He felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around to see a skinny twink who was wearing rainbow socks pulled up past his knees, a bubble butt, and long blonde hair. He was very femme in the way he carried himself, though Pat was surprised by the size of his cock, already at half mast. It was about the same size as Pat's, maybe a little thicker. But since the boy was smaller and thinner, it looked enormous on him. "Six?" said the boy.

"I'm sorry, what?" Pat was confused, drooling over all the boys starting to get in 69 position, and the girls all diving into each other's muffs had distracted him. To say nothing of hearing his boyfriend moaning with pleasure from some other boy sucking him off.

"Are you my partner for orals? Number six?" The boy said again, with a little attitude. "Let's go new kid. I know you're all Prude Confused by every little thing going on, but I don't have time to explain it all to you like a kindergartener. Drop down and assume the position. I'll suck you off and you go sit with the other lazy boners."

Pat's eyes narrowed. He might be a still confused and questioning everything, but no sassy bitch is going to get between him and his boyfriend. Pat lay down on the mat and gestured to the boy to bring it. The kid huffed in annoyance and lay down next to him pressing his large cock in Pat's face, and then engulfed Pat's own member. Pat surprised himself by moaning in delight as he felt the boy's tongue playing over the head of his cock. This might be more difficult than he thought. Then he thought about Adrian fucking this guy, and him moaning in pleasure. While it made his cock jump a little, it made him more jealous than aroused. He grabbed the dick in front of him and started to stroke and lick up and down the shaft, just like Piglet had trained him to.

There was a pop as the boy came up for air. "Oooh Prude-boy, you have had some training." And as the boy went back down on him Pat could feel him moaning and he bobbed up and down on Pat's member. Pat was glad that he had just been doing the kegel training, he clenched his muscles and calmed himself down at the relentless oral pleasuring he was getting from the sassy kid. Pat relaxed his jaw, and focused his attention on the feel of the dick going in and out of his throat. Pat could feel the other boy sweating.

Suddenly Pat had and inspiration and reached behind the boy and started to probe his asshole. The boy began to clench his cheeks and wiggle his ass out of the way, but Pat suspected it wasn't because he didn't want to be touched there, but because he desperately did. Pat concentrated on breathing through his nose and went down as much as he could without gagging, with one hand he grabbed the boy by his ass, and plunged his middle finger up the boy's ass. As he pushed past the sphincter, he could feel how lubed this kid's ass was, someone had probably fucked him hard before gym class, maybe multiple guys from how much was leaking out. The boy started to thrust into Pat's eager mouth on his own accord.

"Oooh fuck you Prude-boy. OOOooh fuck. You shouldn't be this good." The boy had stopped sucking on Pat's member and was just thrusting back and forth between Pat's fingers in his ass and his mouth. "Oooh fuck I'm gunna- fuck, fuck, fuck. Ooooooh fuuuuuuck!" the dick in Pat's mouth erupted with spurts of hot cum. Pat struggled to swallow it all, but there was so much that he had to push off the boy, and it got all over his face and chest. "Damnit Prude-boy," the twink sat up and pouted. "I wanted to move on to show Ms Bicher I was good enough for the team. I should have focused on holding it back, rather just on bringing you off. I'm no good on defense. My name is Sam by the way."

Sam leaned forward and kissed Pat on the lips, not caring that is was covered with his own cum. "I'm Pat." he smiled, glad that this soft boy seemed to have warmed up to him. Pat guessed that it was hard to hold too much of a grudge against someone that just got you off. Sam kissed him briefly on the chest and then tugged on Pat's dick.

"If you ever have the urge to get that thing off, I'm always up to be the bottom." Sam winked at him and gave him a very feminine come hither look as he went back to the bleachers.

The gym teacher's whistle blew right at Pat, hurting his ears. "No time for flirting Mr. Arton! Get to your next partner before you come down. You're with James! Let's go, let's go!" Pat hopped up and ran over to where Ms Bicher was pointed, a larger, slightly chubby student about a head taller than Pat. As he passed Ms Bicher she grabbed his arm and quietly said to him. "You did good there Pat. I don't know if you've done and wrestling in your world, but you can compete to see who gets the top position."

Pat looked over at other student, whose erect member was throbbing and dripping with pre-cum and saliva. "I think he's out of my weight class." Ms Bicher shrugged, and slapped him on the ass pushing him towards the larger student.