Which in turn made Simon's job very dull. He'd fallen into the job by mistake after being thrown out of the Royal Institute for an experiment that did...'t quite go as planned. The only up point to this job was being able to check out the cute girls in their (non regulation ) short skirts and high stockings. So on this particular drab Wednesday, Simon was stood talking to his 3rd lesson of the day, his a level students. He had set them a series of experiments to do and wandered off to the. That probably sounds a little funny since we just met. I guess that’s just how things work around here. I’m not just saying it. I love you. I wouldn’t hurt you. It isn’t that bad. If you relax you can really enjoy it.”We continued kissing and he started moving his hands over my body again. All three of these guys are very good at that.As we kissed I reached down and put my hand around his hard cock. As I wrapped my fingers around it I thought to myself, “I can handle this. It is big, but not. O-Levels (and the equivalent CSEs taken by the less academically able) were the qualification you got at the end of twelve years of education, age 16. It was the milestone where many left school. If you wanted to enter the next phase of education, namely two years of A-Levels and potentially university after that, it was absolutely critical you pass your O-Levels.The pressure was phenomenal, and in my case, exacerbated by all the distractions in my life. I tried to minimise those distractions. We both had older siblings whod already started having sex and loved it. We also knew of other kids in school whod lost their virginity, so it was pretty much a no-brainer for us at that point. We decided to go steady on a Friday evening and to make love the following morning when everyone else was still in bed. I was so excited that I didnt sleep a wink that night. I was so horny that I must have frigged myself a hundred times and had to put a towel underneath me to soak up the juices that.