They noticed me readjust my cock in my shorts. There were a couple of days during the following week where they would, individually, bump into me and ...ay hello and one time she saw me up close when I took my bike out and gave me a second look when I turned to look at her. One day, I ran into them both in the stair well and we started to talk, being new they wanted to meet and have coffee. We set a date and we all parted. Later that weekend I walked up to their place and was invited in. We sat. Neither of us could get enough of the sex. Jerryconstantly pestered me to let him practice tooting mymeat whistle, and I was always willing to let him doit. Although I was never able to bring myself to give himhead, I gave him a hand-job after each time he suckedme off. I enjoyed the feel of his big, greasy cock inmy hand and the sight of his cum spitting into the air.Neither of us had any sap left in our balls come Mondaymorning. ***It was wonderful having somebody around who couldn’tget. Whilst outside, I surveyed the scene. The place where the toilet block was virtually deserted. Then I heard the other guy come out of the cubicle, but he never appeared outside. I was enraptured, unsure what to do next. I re-entered the toilets, and saw a man in his mid fifties, slightly overweight and balding, standing at the piss trough, slowly wanking a short, fat cock. At that moment, I knew I wanted to make that juicy cock cum! I held open the cubicle door and invited the gentleman to come. But even that didn't deserve this. As he was about to ask Stacy to change her back, the phone rang, and he reached over to answer it. "Hello" he said. "Hello. This is Mr. Patrick, the principal at Stacey's school. Can you put your mother on?" "Uh" Chris felt his stomach drop, "She's not here right now" "Well, tell her that I want a face to face conference with her tomorrow at One PM, or Stacy is getting suspended. She's skipped too many days of school lately" With that, the phone.