Problems swallowed

Jesse was roused from his distracted fretting by a tap on the shoulder. Lizzy was looking at him from the adjacent desk with puffed up cheeks and a strange expression on her face. She tried to communicate something via a haphazard waving of hands, but the intended recipient couldn't make hide nor hair of what she wanted, or why she couldn't just say it out loud. He was very surprised, then, when in exasperation she just leaned forward and grabbed his face… pushing her lips against his. A familiar, salty flavour filled his senses as some quantity of viscous slime was parcelled into his mouth by the small girl's tongue. This seemed to be the main aim of the interaction. Though he did notice she also took the opportunity to explore the kiss a little, tangling herself with him through the acrid taste of someone else's climax.

When she finally pulled away, Jesse couldn't resist the immediate urge to swallow… though he had no idea whose ejaculate he had just been gifted. Upon seeing the gulp of the sissy's throat though, Lizzy's face fell like a stone into water. She still didn't seem to be able to explain what the issue was, but Franceska on the desk beyond had watched all this unfold and hissed across the explanation:

"You were supposed to hold that for a moment, then pass it on you dolt! Weren't you paying attention?!"

The other girl's whisper was not quite as subtle as she perhaps intended, resulting in a good few head turning their way. Jesse was **** to catch up very quickly to a blackboard on which was scrawled the title 'Sharing service with your fellow Sluts' and a row of slightly-glistening lips leading back to where Mr Durren was currently still having his deflating cock cleaned off by the furthest student. The teacher, of course, noticed the wave of giggling disturbance and politely asked if there was a problem. Seeing the unwarranted guilt on Lizzy's face for being unable to adequately explain the task while her mouth was full, Jesse knew he had no option but to step up and accept responsibility.

"I'm sorry, Sir… I-I, um… swallowed... by accident…”

The educator in ‘Slut etiquette’ seemed a little distracted by what was still being done to him. That particular pupil clearly fishing for some extra credit early as he or she rolled their tongue around inside his foreskin.

“Ah, I see… Well, I know that can be something of a compulsion for some of you… No matter. You’ll have to stay behind for punishment, of course…” The old man casually waved his hand at this, as if such formalities were begrudgingly inevitable. “But, in the meantime... Just collect another helping from the next desk along. I’m sure your classmate will be happy to help, while I continue with the lecture.”

Jesse’s other neighbour was, of course, Suzy. Who had surprisingly gone bright red at the suggestion, though he tried to cover it up by sticking his face in a notebook and giving off an air of detached not-really-listening. Jesse couldn’t quite work out why the other sissy would be embarrassed at all by the thought of being sucked off by him… until a memory of their passionate kiss the day before came back. Then, suddenly, he found himself blushing as well. Still, the task had been set. Neither could afford to dispute or delay the idea, especially since one of them was already in line for a rulering come end-of-lesson. Slipping out from his chair, Jesse kneeled down and crawled under his friend’s desk. There, the feminine-faced boy’s fairly-large cock sat waiting between two milky-white thighs. It had already risen itself up to greet him, pushing up the flap of their pleated school skirt. Jesse caught himself licking his lips as he approached that fleshy target, thinking of the identical pink, silicon lumps they were both also still sharing the experience of. Somehow, he felt more nervously excited about putting his lips to this penis… than any other he had swallowed so far.