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As the days and eventually weeks passed, I got better and better at coping with and ignoring the new semi-bully (not reacting, keeping a blank face and thinking that he was jelly), which made him lose a lot of the negative interest he had in me. On the bright side of things, I knew Hardcore that Richard was very pleased with me. He not only said as much when we were alone – especially when he was sexing with me, but he also proved it by being in a fantastic mood all of the time. Not that he had been grumpy before or anything, but it was simply that he seemed more full of energy. To me, it was merely another example of the importance of what we were doing in secret – how his pressure needed to be continuously addressed. Often when we had done a firsts-sort-of-thing, he would give me a gift afterwards. For example, after our first sex girlfriend tape, where you could see everything so to speak, I got the newly released iPhone 5. After the first time in his garage gym, I got the new iPad 4. That had been a quite fun time. We had both been exercising naked. He had had a raging boner most of the time, which I got to touch and kiss on. When he reciprocated by touching me, mine easily stood at full attention as well. In the end, when our playtime was over and it was time for me to purge his pressure properly, he sat on a fitness bench. I put my slender legs around him and lowered myself onto his pole so that he could pump it in and out of me and eventually release his burden. During class when I got bored, it happened - increasingly so as I became Cuckold more and more experienced in the naked romance stuff - that I pictured myself fondling the dicks of other men or even going all the way and doing the sex with them. I had imagined how the male teachers would look naked, what their dicks might look like when they got hard, and how it would be to lie with them, allowing them to enter into me when I spread my skinny legs. Not that my grades really needed improving all that much, but I fantasized about being a dirty boy and offering to let them relieve their pressure in me for straight As. Upon doing so, I would pitch a tent – though I always made sure no one could notice it. I suppose it came in handy amateur that mine wasn’t especially big. That didn’t stop me from getting flustered cheeks though, and when thinking about my flustered cheeks and how weird my thoughts were, I simply became more flustered. Thinking back, I didn’t consider myself gay. It’s not like I actively was, or had been, going around ogling other boys or had a crush on any of them. On the contrary, there were several girls that I had been infatuated with, but none of them had shown any interest in me – not that I had ever dared to expressly make my interest known to them though. I had more than a few nightmares about others finding out and tormenting me about being a fag and a daddy-fucker. In my bad dreams, that’s what the boys at school would shout at me, while the teachers looked at blowjob me with frowns of admonition and shook their heads, and the girls were giggling themselves silly and whispering among themselves while pointing at me. One weekend, during the summer when school was out, Mom was out of town for a conference and training seminar with her work. “Sorry. “I really shouldn’t be watching this,” Melinda said to herself, but she didn’t take her eyes away from girlfriend the scene in front of her. "Are you coming in?" she asked James, "I figured you'd just want to drop blowjob me off and get me out of your hair." just..” She giggled. But Mauli came in and said "wait wash amateur your dick with this, it will be clean and better" she gave me a cap Hardcore filled with liquid smelling like nice perfume but in alcohol, it was Cuckold transparent blue and was very cold. “Kurt...” I said, swallowing. He played it cool, "Well, there might be some other benefits too." She was going to have him. “Well.. “What?” I laughed through a breathy moan, “You never experimented in summer camp?”