No, it couldn’t be. It’s what I had dreamt about every night since leaving school. Indian hot xxx Right, just walk out of the toilets and walk out of the pub. What is it?”
“Well, there was this rumour going round at school.”
“What about?”
“Well, according to Paul Owens and Lee Butler…”
“What? Right. Went to bed thinking about him, dreamt about him, woke up thinking about him. But no, I wasn’t dreaming. It’s the only way to deal with the situation. He pulled up in the schoolyard and…oh fuck…he…he took me behind the bikesheds. I just wanted to die. Fuck. Then he laughed. “Where are we going?”
We went in his car and he drove us to our old school. He had my dick in his hand, proper squeezing my cock through my jeans he was. But I had to ask him just to make sure. He pulled away from me, took his hand off my dick, just stood there and smiled at me. He gave me a good grope through my jeans as he kissed me. Forget about him. I pushed my arsehole back against his cockhead. I’d wanted to kiss Liam like that all through the final year at school. We’d never ever done nothing together, never had sex and now we never would. There was no way I could ever look at him again, now
