.. I met my latest boyfriend on September 3rd at a local swimming pool. I often go there on a Saturday but hadn't seen this boy before. I guess it was...a purely physical attraction from the start because I noticed the bulge inside his swimming trunks first, and then his chest and legs. The fact that he was quite ordinary looking didn't seem to matter and when came across and chatted and asked me out that evening I was really happy. I went home that afternoon already in a state of wet sexual. He loved how Brett tried not making any sound, this stubborn bastard; he deserved all of it.Usually, like they agreed, Brett wasn’t jacking off until Zachary was near the end; they knew he would shoot all too soon. This time however, it was quite a hurry; once again they locked themselves in the bathroom, anticipating Zach’s parents coming home any second now. They didn’t have much time for their antics, especially now with the training season and shit. It’s okay, Zachary thought. He’ll make. I had positioned myself slightly off to the side and my feet were pressing against the sides of the small tent making it shake to the rhythm of my grinding hips. I didn't know what my cock was rubbing against but it felt so good! With his cock in my mouth, and my hips grinding away I shot a huge load that felt like it lasted for 2 minutes! I was worried that I had clamped down on his cock too hard, but he didn’t seem to mind.By this time he was breathing heavy and grunting and tightening and. ’ The clas snickered at his impudence. One girl stared at him dreamily, and another whispered something to a friend that made the latter’s eyes widen, jaw drop, and diminutive young bosoms heave. I silenced them all with a scowl over my steel-grey glasses, a few of the boys lost in my cleavage. ‘That’s it Timmy, you will stay after class.’ Now I’ll admit that he did have some things to be proud of. He had come to my big city university from England on a sports scholarship, his athletic body.