Chapter Three

Friday afternoon at three o’ clock, I reported to Ms. Navarro’s classroom for detention. Jace Winkler was already there, sitting in one of the desks, and so was another boy, Logan Hause. I had Logan in a couple of my classes. He was a really good looking dude, about six feet tall, beautifully muscular arms and a hard chest. Logan had intense brown eyes, short dark brown hair, and always wore a tee shirt and sweatpants. Logan and Jace sat beside each other, talking about something that I couldn’t, and really didn’t care to understand. When they saw me, both of them chuckled a little, and I rolled my eyes and headed for a desk across the room from them. I assumed that because Jace was around one of his ‘friends’ that he was going to try to act all mean. He would say stuff about me to Logan, and at the end of detention, Jace would ask to come over to my house so that we could fuck. I really wasn’t in the mood for either of their shit today. I hoped that for once they didn’t have anything to say, but of course, they had something to say. They were going to say as much as they could before Ms. Navarro came into the room.

“Is that the asshole that got you in trouble?” Logan asked Jace.

I felt Jace’s eyes on me, but I didn’t look at either of them. I tried to pretend as though I didn’t hear them, but it was hard, because Logan said it extra loud so that I had **** but to hear it.

“Yeah,” Jace said. “He’s the one. I should go over there and beat his ass.”

“You should,” Logan agreed.

Finally, I turned and looked over at them. They were just waiting for me to say something back to them. “Both of you need to shut up and leave me alone. Don’t mess with me right now.”

Jace and Logan laughed out loud as though I had just said the funniest joke in the world. Looking at Jace laughing at me when I knew that he was just trying to act all cool in front of Logan pissed me off. He was a prime example of the reason why I hated high school boys. Some of them might be cute, but they’re super fake and immature.

A few minutes later, Ms. Navarro entered the room, carrying a load of papers in her hands. She placed them at her desk and sat in her chair. She looked at all three of us. “I want all of you to be quiet. Nobody moves, nobody talks for a whole hour.”

“Stupid bitch,” Jace muttered.

“What did you say, Mr. Winkler?” Ms. Navarro demanded.

“Nothing,” Jace said. “I didn’t say anything.”

“That’s what I thought,” the teacher said. “Anymore comments like that, and you’ll be in detention until graduation.”

“Whatever,” Jace whispered.

Half an hour passed. The classroom was silently mostly, except for Logan, who tapped his fingers on the desktop, and the ticking of the clock. I peeked over at Jace, who was looking at me. Everytime I saw Jace’s sexy face, part of the hate I had for him diminished, and I was reminded of the times we had messed around together. I remembered the way his warm lips sliding up and down my dick, the way he **** his eleven inch cock all the way up my ass, the way his whole body trembled whenever he came inside of me, and the way I seemed to melt after I squirted my cum inside his hot, tight ass. The more I thought about that, and the more I looked into Jace’s eyes, and the harder my dick got. I didn’t want to get hard, but of course I could never control how my body reacted to Jace Winkler. I raised my hand and asked to go to the bathroom.

“Hurry back,” she said.

“I have to go to,” Jace said.

Jace saw me push down my hard dick, as I stood up. Logan wasn’t even paying attention, he was staring off into space. As I walked to the door, Jace said, “I need to go to the bathroom too.”

Ms. Navarro gave Jace a sharp look. “Wait until Patrick returns.”

“No,” Jace said, “I really need to go now.”

I’m sure he didn’t need to go to the bathroom at all. The only reason why he wanted to go was because I was going. I figured that Ms. Navarro would say no again, but she sighed and said, “Both of you be back here in under two minutes. If you’re not--”

Jace hopped up out of his seat before Ms. Navarro could get her last words out. Logan turned and watched us leave the room. He gave me a look of suspicion as we left the classroom. The bathroom was located directly around the corner. I went inside and Jace followed closely behind me. We both stepped up to the urinals at the same time. I unzipped my pants and pulled out my stiff dick. I stood as close as I could to the urinal so that Jace would not be able to see my hard dick. Jace unzipped his pants and pulled out his large cock. It hadn’t grown all the way to its full eleven inches, but it was definitely getting there. Unlike me, Jace stood at a distance from the urinal, giving me a full opportunity to see his beautiful dick, and the golden liquid that squirted out of it like a water gun. I tried not to look at Jace’s dick. I tried to prove to myself that I wasn’t that hung up on him, but I couldn’t. I had to look at his dick. After he was finished pissing, Jace started to softly rub the big, wet head of his cock. He rubbed up and down the shaft slowly, until his dick was hard as a rock. I started to rub my own dick slowly.

“Let me see it, P,” Jace said.

“No. Get away from me.”

“What, you mad at me?”

“I don’t feel like talking to you right now.”

“I wasn’t serious when I was saying all that stuff about you, Patrick. Don’t get all emotional.”

“Whatever,” I said. “I don’t care.”

Jace smiled and started to jerk himself off faster. I saw his ass clench tight within his loose shorts. I wanted to reach over, put my fingers down the back of his shorts, and slide them up and down his asscrack. Almost as if he had read my mind, Jace forcibly dug into the back of my shorts, and yanked down the waistband of my underwear, and stuck his finger deep into the crack of my ass. I closed my eyes, and a soft groan escaped my mouth. Jace moved behind me and pulled my shorts and underwear all the way down, exposing my naked ass to him. He pushed me hard against the urinal. With one hand on my lower back, Jace used his other hand to open my ass up wide. “Been thinking about this sweet ass all day,” Jace said. He bit my left ass cheek hard. A flood of pleasure coursed through my body. I wanted him to keep going, even though I knew he shouldn’t. Jace opened my ass with both hands, uncovering my asshole. I felt the tip of his wet, soft tongue against my closed hole and my knees weakened. He reached between my legs, found my hard dick, and pulled it backward, toward my ass, toward his mouth. Jace started at the top of my asscrack, continued down to my hole, which was moist enough now to let his tongue slip in a little, he then slipped the head of my dick into his eagerly awaiting, hot mouth.

“You taste better every time,” Jace said as my dick fell out of his mouth.

“...Jace...we have...to go back.”

“Not yet.” Jace said as he returned to eating my ass furiously. Each time his tongue went deeper and deeper into my asshole, I started to sweat all over. I wanted to stay there like that, with him ripping my ass apart with his tongue, but I knew that in a few seconds, Ms. Navarro was going to send Logan. And she did. Logan walked into the bathroom. I didn’t have to open my eyes to know it was him. Jace immediately took his face out of my asscrack, jumped to his feet and buttoned up his jeans. I did the same thing. Logan, who didn’t appear disgusted or surprised at all, leaned against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest. He looked at Jace and I with a satisfied smirk on his handsome face. “She told me to tell you two to get back in the classroom now,” Logan said.

Jace moved away from me as though I had a disease or something. “Logan, it’s not what you think.”

Logan walked out of the bathroom before Jace could finish what he was going to say.

“FUCK!” Jace yelled. He kicked over one of the trashcans and used paper towels went flying all over the ground. Jace looked at me angrily, as though somehow this was my fault. I could tell that at that one moment, he hated me more than anything he had ever hated in his life. I was sure that he was going to say something or try to hit me, but he didn’t. He flashed me the most hateful look and stormed out of the bathroom, leaving me alone.

When I walked back into the classroom, Ms. Navarro asked me, rather annoyed, “What took you so long in the bathroom? I told the both of you to be back in under two minutes?”

“Uh...” I didn’t know what to say.

“Don’t worry,” Logan told Ms. Navarro. “Patrick and Jace were just takin a dump. You should go in the bathroom. It’s going to smell in there for a week.”

I didn’t know whether to feel relieved that Logan had covered for me, or grossed out that he had used that excuse. Jace was slouching in his seat.

“Let this be the last time that you take that long, Mr. Kaplan,” Ms. Navarro. “Now sit back in your seat.”

I did. For the next twenty minutes, I just sat in my desk, worried about having been caught by Logan. Glancing over in his direction, I saw Jace with his head pointed down, his body frozen. Logan was looking at me, a strange look in his attractive eyes that made me wonder what he was thinking about. He grinned at me with a taunting smile that made me a little bit more worried.

The hour finally came to an end, and Ms. Navarro told us that we could leave. Jace got out of his seat first, kicked open the door and left. Logan, still grinning with his awesome, pretty white smile, got up and headed out of the door. I was the last one to leave, and as I grabbed my backpack, Ms. Navarro said, “I know what the two of you were doing in the bathroom.”

“I didn’t mean for it to happen,” I told her. “He just...”

“Are you sure that’s the kind of person that you want to be involved with?”

“I’m not involved with him. And I never will be.” I said then left the classroom.

I didn’t see Jace or Logan as I passed the parking lot. I looked for Jace’s truck but didn’t see it. But as I walked out of the gates, off campus, I saw Logan standing across the street, leaning against a stop sign, just watching me. I started to hurry along the street, pretending that I didn’t see him.

“Wait up, Patrick,” Logan said.

Logan ran up behind me, placing his hand on my shoulder to stop me. “Get off me!” I said. Logan laughed.

“Don’t get mad at me,” Logan said. “I wasn’t the one doing something I shouldn’t have been doing.”

I walked faster to get away from him, but Logan kept following me. “So, you’re fuckin Jace Winkler?”

“Don’t worry about who I’m fuckin. Stay out of my business.”

“Your business is about to be everybody’s business tomorrow.”

I stopped walking, turned and stared at Logan. He stood there, his hands deep into the pockets of his sweatpants. “Go ahead and tell whoever you think needs to know,” I said to him. “I have no reputation at this school to uphold. I don’t give a fuck what people say about me.”

“Yeah,” Logan responded. “I know you don’t, but Jace does. If I tell people about how my boy was eating out your ass, then Jace is going to be screwed. And then he’ll take it out all on you.”

“I didn’t make Jace do anything he didn’t want to do, so I really don’t give a fuck if he gets mad at me. Like I said before, if you want to go tell the whole world, do it then.”

“Didn’t say I was going to tell,” Logan said. “I said if I tell. I can keep my mouth shut, but that all depends on you.”

“What the fuck do you mean it depends on me?”

Logan looked around to see if anybody was looking. Nobody was around. He took a step closer to me. I didn’t know what he was planning to do, so I got a little nervous. I could smell his body odor. It smelled almost like Jace’s except Logan's was stronger. I could smell the musk coming from his armpits, and rather I liked it or not, it was starting to make my dick get hard. “If you do to me what Jace did to you, and if you give me head, I won’t tell nobody.” I thought it was a joke at first, that he was just fucking around with me, but when I looked into his eyes, it was more than obvious that he was dead serious.

I never thought of Logan as the type of dude that would mess around with another dude, but then I thought the same thing about Jace. Logan was much like Jace in the sense that they were both extraordinarily good-looking with tight bodies, but they both shared the same fucked up, arrogant attitude that I hated about high school jock type dudes. Logan had asked me to eat his ass and to suck his dick, both of which I assumed were really nice. My dick got so hard that for a moment I thought it would fall of my body. Logan saw the front of my shorts extend outward and he smiled. He started to rub his own crotch, and I saw his dick lengthen within his pants. The tent I made in my shorts was nothing compared to the tent that Logan made in his pants. Obviously, he and Jace were similar in more ways than just their personalities.

“Okay,” I said, my heart beating quickly and loudly.

“Sweet,” Logan responded. “Let’s go up to the gym. Nobody’s there.”

“Are you sure? I already had two weeks of detention for fucking on the floor of Ms. Navarro’s room. I’m not trying to get caught again.”

“Calm down,” Logan said. “I told you, nobody’s going to be there except for us.”

We went back on campus and entered the building which led to the gym. My dick was straining in my shorts, waiting to be freed. I tried to hold it down with my hand, but it kept popping back up. We went up a case of stairs, I went first and Logan behind me. He smacked my butt hard and then squeezed it. “Nice ass,” Logan said.

“Yeah, sure,” I said. His complement meant nothing to me really.

Like Logan had said, the gym was empty. The remaining sunlight filtered through the high windows, giving the whole place a reddish-orange color. Our footsteps echoed as we made our way over to the bleachers. As soon as we entered, Logan took off his shirt and threw it at the base of the bleachers. I can’t think of the right word to describe how beautiful Logan's naked torso was. The light collected on his hard chest, illuminating every sharp line and curve. His abs were nice, but Jace's were better. Logan kicked off his shoes and started to walk up the bleachers. As he did this, he untied his pants before pulling them down. Logan bent all the way over as he took his pants off, giving me a perfect view of his stunning, tight ass. It was so fuckin beautiful, and I started to precum knowing that in a few moments, my face would between that butt, fuckin his asshole up with my tongue. But the best part came when Logan turned around. His dick was big, perfectly cut, and a thick and long ten inch cock that pointed toward me like a missile aiming straight for its target. I was drooling at the thought of having that incredible dick going down my throat.

“Come here,” Logan said.

I pulled off my own shirt, pulled my shorts off and walked up the bleacher stairs in my underwear until I was right in front of Logan's massive dick waiting for my hungry mouth to let it come inside. “Go for it,” Logan told me. Putting my hands on his hard hips, I brought my face closer to his crotch, opened my mouth, and invited his dick to enter. Logan groaned and his big, tight nutsack bounced. I got most of his cock in my throat, and with the rest, Logan thrusted his hips forward hard, sending the remaining three or so inches down my throat. I grabbed on to his hard ass to keep myself balanced. “Suck that dick,” Logan moaned. “Keep doing that shit.” Although I hated to admit it, I kind of missed the way Jace and I insulted each other as we fucked, the way we used to fight each other when we went at it. Logan continued to fuck my mouth hard and fast, sending his dick deeper into me each time. I had to struggle to keep up with his quick rhythms. Logan grabbed me by both ears and slammed me onto his dick, all the way, so that my lips were kissing his thick, brown pubes. Logan gyrated in my mouth, popping his hips forward, **** my mouth with his big dick. He was leaking his precum down my throat which made me gag a little. Suddenly, Logan pushed my forehead with the palm of his hand, sending his dick out of my mouth. “Now it’s time for the other side,” Logan said. He turned around and pressed his beautiful ass against my face. “I just want to feel your tongue in my ass, dude. Nothing else. No fingers. And if your dick even comes in the area of my ass, I’m throwing you off these bleachers.” Now he was beginning to sound a lot like Jace and my interest increased. Logan saying that he didn’t want to me to invade his ass with my finger or dick was just his way of begging to be fucked.

“Bend over some,” I told him.

Logan did as I asked. His tight ass spread a little, but I would have to use my hands to pry it apart. Once I did get his butt open, I wasn’t able to see his asshole too clearly because of the lacking light, but I found it with my tongue, and the moment that my tongue connected to his hot, sweaty hole, Logan started to tremble. I started off slow, doing gentle circles around the rim, getting him moist enough so that later I would jam my tongue all the way his ass. Logan groaned and I started to work faster with my tongue, going in crazy circles and zig-zag patterns. “Goddamn,” Logan moaned, “I like that shit. Do it some more.” I went on to eat his ass out like a wild animal. Once I got his asshole wet enough, I thrust upward with my tongue, sending about a fourth of my tongue past his gates and into the smooth warmth of his ass. “FUCK!” Logan yelled. He held on to the bleacher stairs in front of him to maintain his balance. I gave his asshole no mercy; I did my best to run a fuckin hurricane through his ass with my tongue. I took my finger part way out of his hole and then dug it right back it, making Logan scream out so loud that his voice echoed throughout the gym. Taking a real good look at his pretty ass, I spread his tight cheeks apart again, and spat a large wad of spit on asshole. I rubbed it around his asshole, and without warning, I shoved my thumb up Logan's asshole as far as it would go.

“SHIT!” Logan yelled. I ripped my thumb out of his ass and Logan exhaled sharply. But before he could catch his breath, I stuck my middle finger into his ass and started to whirl it around with his tight, hot ass. “Oh fuck,” Logan moaned, “Oh, fuck. Jace was right.”

I had shoved my middle finger so far up his ass that it had almost swallowed my knuckle. But when Logan said that, I snatched my finger out as hard as it could. “Jace was right about what?” I asked.

“Nothing,” Logan said.

I jammed both my index finger and middle finger into Logan’s ass at the same time. Logan’s ass clenched tightly around my fingers. “Jace was right about what?” I repeated. I finger fucked him hard and deep. Logan groaned and moaned so much that I thought he was going to cry.

“Nothing,” Logan answered. “He didn’t tell me nothing.”

Again, I snatched my fingers out of Logan’s ass. Logan whimpered and arched his back. My dick was painfully hard now, and I was tired of using my finger to fuck him. I wanted to use the real thing now.

“Tell me what Jace said about me. If you don’t, I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to sit for a week.”

“I fucking dare you,” Logan said.

I grabbed Logan by the hips, pointed my hard dick in the direction of his waiting hole. I prepared to dig myself inside of his hot ass. “I’m going to ask you one more time, what did that asshole Jace say about me?”

“You might as well fuck me already, because I’m not saying shit,” Logan said.

“If that’s what you want.”

With one easy motion, I **** my dick into Logan's hole, all the way up his ass, hitting his pleasure spot. The feeling of his hot ass hugging around my hard dick paralyzed me with lust for a couple of seconds. Logan’s whole body tensed up and I heard him grit his teeth as though he were repressing the world’s biggest scream. “You better not try and scream,” I said. “Take this big dick and shut the fuck up.”

Gripping Logan by the hips, I pounded his ass, his butt mashing up against my stomach as I went all the way deep inside of him. “Tell me what Jace told you,” I said.

“No.”

I gave him a quick, very hard thrust, sending my dick even further in his ass. “Tell me.”

Lagan relented. “Fuck!” he yelled. “He said...” Logan growled again as I beat his insides up with my dick. “He said that you were...oh shit I’m about to cum.” I reached around to his front, grabbed his dick and squeezed it really hard at the same time that I was ripping him out.

“Tell me what he said.”

“I’m about to bust,” Logan cried. His whole body spasmed and his dick trembled in my hand. Seconds later, a flood of thick, burning hot cum spilled out of his dick, all over my hand. Logan continued to convulse as I fucked him hard. I was miles away from cumming, and I could keep fuckin him all day if I wanted to. With my fingers covered with Logan's sticky cum, I **** my fingers into his mouth.

“Lick it,” I told him. “Eat your nut.”

Logan licked my fingers dry until there was no more of his cum left on my hand. I continued to fuck him, and Logan continued to moan obviously not tired yet. “What did Jace tell you?”

From behind me, two hands grabbed my waist, and a naked dick rubbed up against my asshole. I recognized the strong body odor. I didn’t have to turn around to know that it was Jace. He put his dick inside of my asscrack, rubbing it up and down the length. I almost melted with his touches, even though I was still fucking Logan. Whispering intimately in my ear, Jace told me, “I told Logan here that you were the best hook up in this school, and that he had to try you out.” And with saying that, Jace slammed his eleven inch dick deep into my ass, and all three of our moaning voices mixed together, forming one big continuous echo that never stopped.