AFTER PHYSICAL EDUCATION CLASS

Our last class on Saturday was physical education. Many simply ignored it and went home before it. Anyway, it ended too. Everyone rushed to the locker room, and I went too, but the PE teacher stopped me and Vovka Bragin and ordered us to tidy up and stack the mats in one corner. Then do a wet cleaning.

We started to protest, but the teacher looked at us in such a way that we didn't want to argue with him. Especially since it's our graduating year, why spoil the relationship at the last moment.

My relationship with Vovka is complicated. On the surface, it seems friendly, but in fact, we are silent rivals in everything.

Both good-looking

guys, about one meter eighty tall, with good athletic figures, we were the dream of many of our girls. Vovka boasted about his victories on the love front during breaks. I just chuckled and, for reasons known only to me, kept silent about my own love adventures.

There were rumors that Vovka had a rather impressively sized penis. I had never seen it in person, but before PE, when we changed in the locker room, I saw that Vovka had a decent-sized bulge in his briefs, over which he then put on his athletic shorts.

And here was a chance to find out the truth, so to speak, without leaving the spot.

I closed the gym door from the inside and started to undress. Taking off my T-shirt and athletic shorts, leaving only my tight briefs on, I sat on the bench and waited for Vovka to do the same. But he was in no hurry.

"Well, Vova, are we going to sit here until evening?" I asked him.

"What about me? I'm ready," he replied.

"Get undressed, or we'll sweat to death, and let's get started." Here I demonstratively took off my briefs and, in my birthday suit, walked out of the locker room.

Vovka caught up with me already in the hall. He was without a T-shirt and shorts, but in briefs, the bulge in which attracted the eye.

"What, too weak to go naked?" I asked mockingly.

"Well, it's somehow not customary at school," he answered uncertainly.

"Oh, come on, stop acting like a prude," I cut him off. "We're alone. Or are you shy around me?"

"What makes you think that? I just don't want to," he replied defiantly.

"But I think you are shy," I decided to needle him. "Or is there nothing to show?"

As for my data, I have a standard seventeen-centimeter-long penis with a large head. A scrotum with decent-sized balls. I had been neatly and regularly shaving all this equipment for about two years now.

I saw Vovka glancing furtively at my equipment, but pretended not to notice.

I'll tell you a little secret. Girls don't interest me. I'm a versatile gay. True, I tried sex with the opposite sex a couple of times. It seemed to work out, but I was disappointed with the process itself. And I realized it wasn't for me.

Love with a guy is another matter. Just the sight of a naked partner alone caused me trembling and delight. And who gives head an order of magnitude better than guys.

I have a friend. We met online a year ago. Since then, we regularly meet twice a week and make love to each other. By the way, we've long dreamed of attracting a third person to our company.

Finally, we stacked all the mats in one pile and sat down on them to rest. An idea came to me to provoke Vovka after all, and I began demonstratively caressing my penis.

"Well, are you going to mess around for long, Vovchik?" I asked him when my penis took a vertical stance.

"And what are you suggesting, Andryukha?" he asked fearfully.

"Take off your briefs, maybe we'll jerk off together. How do you feel about that?"

"And you won't tell anyone?" There was both fear and desire in his eyes.

"What would I say? That I jerked off with you? That's nonsense," I reassured him.

Vovchik stood up, turned his back to me, and pulled off his briefs. He slowly turned towards me, and I almost burst out lau

ghing. His little dick was erect, but was indecently small, at most 12 centimeters, all overgrown with dark hair.

"Please don't laugh," he begged, almost crying. "Yes, that's how it is."

"I'm not laughing. What makes you think that?" I felt sorry for him. "The main thing is not the size, but the ability to use it. Well, come here."

He sat down next to me. I put my arm around his shoulders and pulled him close. With my other hand, I reached for his little dick and started massaging it. Vovchik calmed down a bit. Now he was worried about another question - the question of relaxation.

Despite the pity I showed him, I wanted to put him down, and then attract him to our group and thus solve the issue of a permanent bottom.

This required some work. I laid Vovchik out on the mat, leaned over him, and began covering his body with kisses, descending down to his groin. When I took his penis into my mouth, Vovchik trembled all over, and the question of his love affairs was settled for me.

After sucking for a bit, I decided not to bring things to a climax and released the penis from my mouth.

"Well, how are you, Vovchik? Everything okay?" I asked him.

"Yes, Andryusha. Everything's fine. Everything's great." He probably hoped for a continuation.

"Not all at once, my dear," I thought.

"Maybe you'll jerk me off, Vovchik?" I suggested. He nodded, carefully took my penis in his hand, and started masturbating. Apparently, he had a lot of experience in this.

It felt damn good. But I didn't want to cum so quickly, and I had to stop Vovchik.

"Let's go to the locker room, have a smoke," I said. He agreed.

Taking cigarettes, we went from the locker room to the toilet and smoked by the open window. Vovchik's erection subsided, but my penis stood like a sentry on duty.

After throwing away the cigarette, I rinsed my mouth under the tap and hugged my future partner standing nearby. Vovchik also hugged me. I touched my lips to his lips. He most likely didn't know how to kiss. Sucking in his lips, I parted them with my tongue and penetrated his oral cavity. And then I started sucking his tongue.

"Don't you want to suck me?" I whispered to him and pressed on his shoulders. Vovchik squatted down and took my cock in his hand, holding my right buttock with his other hand.

He hesitantly licked the head of my penis with his tongue, then began clumsily slobbering over it.

"It's okay, dear Vovchik, you'll learn to suck, lick, and drain in the near future. We'll teach you," I thought.

"Good, Vovchik. Thank you. Well done," I stopped him. "Stand closer to the sink, let's wash your butt. I want to kiss it."

Vovchik bent over by the sink, and with my hand, scooping up cold water, I rinsed his anus.

Grabbing a bag with condoms and lube from my bag, which I always carried with me, I led Vovchik back to the mats. Now he obeyed me in everything. Putting him on all fours, I started licking his anus. He moaned with pleasure.

Then, applying a little lube, I inserted my index finger into his butt and began rotating it.

"Andryusha, what do you want to do?"

"I want you to cum, but without using your hands," I replied. "Just bear with it a little."

Then I inserted two fingers and tried to stretch his virgin anus.

"Probably enough," I thought and put a condom on my shaft, generously applying lube to it.

"Vovchik, try to relax the muscles of your anus, and everything will be fine," I instructed him. "Bear with it a little."

Placing the head of my penis against his dark spot, I decided to make a swift insertion so that Vovchik would suffer less from pain and not struggle.

When my piston entered him, Vovchik screamed like a stuck pig and tried to break free. But I pressed him down with my body and continued the insertion until my balls rested against his perineum.

"Well, that's it, my good boy. Calm down. I'm already inside you. The pain will pass now, and everything will be fine," I reassured him, kissing his neck. He turned his neck towards me, and I saw tears streaming down his cheeks.

For a while, I did nothing, so that Vovchik could get used to the foreign object inside him.

Slowly, I began to work my piston. Vovchik only grunted and moaned when the shaft went in completely. I tried to do everything carefully so he would feel less pain and discomfort.

Actually, I was on the edge and barely held back from cumming. I wanted Vovchik to cum first from the prostate massage.

I noticed that Vovchik changed the tone of his moans. Now there were more major sounds in them.

"How are you doing, Vovchik? How do you feel?"

"Thank you, Andryusha. Everything's great. I want to cum," he reported joyfully.

Then I stopped being ceremonious and continued to fuck him in my usual manner: sharply and hard, pulling my penis completely out of his anus and inserting it back to the very base.

Soon, Vovchik let out a cry like an elephant seeing a female in the prairies.

"I'm cumming!" he announced joyfully.

Right after him, I finished too, making the last thrusts to completely squeeze the semen out of the canal.

"Well, did you like it, Vovchik?" I asked him when I pulled my penis out of his ass.

"You know, there's definitely something to this. And even in the fact that you fucked me like a girl. Of course, if it weren't for the pain, everything would be perfect. I especially liked that I came without using my hands. And..."

I didn't let him finish. With my lips, I covered his mouth with a kiss. Vovchik liked kissing. He even began to show his own initiative, penetrating my oral cavity with his tongue or sucking on my tongue...

With a napkin, I wiped Vovchik's semen off the mat, and we went to the locker room. From there, we went to the shower and stood under one showerhead.

I soaped Vovchik from head to toe, paying special attention to his butt and penis.

"If you want to pee, you can do it on me," I allowed.

Vovchik opened his foreskin a little and let out a stream onto my stomach and groin. In turn, I also irrigated him with a golden shower.

After washing, we returned to the locker room, and I dried Vovchik with my towel, as he didn't have his own. I noticed his shorts lying on the bench. Taking them in my hands, I found on the inside, in the place where the penis should rest, gauze folded in several layers and attached to the fabric of the shorts with tape. So that's why Vovchik had a "decent" bulge! I barely restrained myself from laughing.

After already locking the gym door, Vovchik remembered that we had forgotten to do the wet cleaning.

"Oh, to hell with it," I said. "Dust will settle again by today and tomorrow. He won't even remember it," I meant the teacher. "After such excellent relaxation, to mess around with a rag again. Nightmare."

Vovchik changed his gait a little, walking with his legs wide apart.

"Apparently, I really did rough up his butt," I thought, and out loud I advised him to take a warm bath at home and lubricate the inside of his anus well with baby cream.

"Andryusha, when will we meet again?" asked Vovchik.

"Well, I think such a freebie as today is unlikely to happen again soon. At home, neither at my place nor at yours, there's no opportunity to meet. Right?" Vovchik nodded. "There's one plan. I have a close friend, and we meet at his place. If you want, you can join us. He won't object. We'll make love as a threesome," I concluded.

"I want to love only you," he replied sadly.

"I also want to love you, but those are the circumstances, understand, Vovchik."

They entered the entrance of the building where Vovchik lived. I hugged him and pressed my lips to his. I don't know how long we stood like that, but the elevator turned on, and we had to separate.

"Bye, Vovchik. Come online on Skype tonight. I'll be waiting."

"Bye, Andryusha. I'll also be waiting for the evening to see you, my love."

I rushed out of the entrance and headed home. On the way, I took out my phone and dialed a familiar number.

"Hi. Recognize me? I have good news for you. I found a third person to participate in our games. Are you happy?"

I'll give you the details when we meet. Talk to you later.

And I walked briskly towards my house.

If the readers want a continuation, it will follow.

BERLI.