He smiled, and said, “Dude, we gotta share cuz I can’t wait another second.”
Shocked, Cole was right behind me and stood next to me searching for his own cock. I ran in and unzipped, hauling my cock out before it exploded. Trevor wore a smug grin on his face that explained what the two were doing, tying up the bathroom. The door finally opened and Trevor Morgan and Cathy White exited. “I’m gonna to piss my pants,” I said and pounded on the door after a lengthy wait. Someone was using the bathroom and we had to wait.
All the beer I drank needs to be relieved, badly.” As any stranger to a new environment, he had many questions about the city. I introduced myself to him and we chatted about various things, mostly school. He appeared to be popular with the girls at the party and danced with many. He had dirty blond hair, hazel eyes, and always seemed to display a smile.
He was new to our school, having only just moved here. Obviously booze was permitted at Johnny’s 16th birthday party. They knew that boys will be boys and indulge in booze from time to time, and prefered their kids to drink at home where at least they knew where they were, and they were relatively safe. I was 14, Cole was 15, and we had been having sex since I met him at Johnny Cline’s birthday party a few months ago. I was in a 69 with my friend, Cole, the night we almost got caught.
