RP:]] St Luke's Reform School For Young Gentlemen

I turn the lock to lock the door and pull the blind down on the door. I turn back to Brian and smirk at him.

"No. No one will be able to see us. It's just me," I say as I walk slowly over to him grinning.

I press my hips against his, pushing him against the large wooden desk, "And you." I whisper out before placing my hand behind his neck and bringing his lips to mine for another heated kiss.

This is it.

Okay, okay, it's cool, Brian, just stay calm, everything will be okay.

I kiss him back like my life depends on it. Sometimes I wonder if it does. Nothing I've experienced has ever felt so wonderful and intense and perfect as this.

I bring my hands up into his hair, fingers fumbling a little on the sweat slicked strands. I'm too afraid to remove anymore clothing from him, that makes this real. Then again, he's already wearing barely anything so that doesn't exactly pose a problem as yet.

I just have to keep reminding myself that this is Coby, he cares about me, he would never hurt me. Fuck, why did I have to start getting nervous?

I groan into the kiss as Brian pushes harder against me, making the feeling a hell of a lot more intense. I grab Brian by his ass and pick him up and popping him up on the desk. I push away any papers from the desk and hold onto Brian's thighs.

"Mmm, so good," I moan in between kisses before leaving a panting and heaving Brian and going about Brian's jean zipper and button.

Is this really it? Is he going to actually let me make love to him now? I'm not sure if I really want to be going that far in the coach's office. Hell, I just want to get off now, and I want nothing more than to see him get off now. Besides, I don't have any supplies, even though I'm sure Brandan has some in his desk. But, will it happen smoothly?

As I watch him working on my zipper, I find myself tightening my thighs against him defensively.

My nerves are only heightening now. I really want nothing more than to feel him against me, than to go further than we already have. I want him to possess me completely... I think. But I don't think I'm ready to go the whole way yet. He'll understand, right?

"Coby, baby, can we... I mean I want to but not the whole way..." I say, stammering nervously.

I feel like such a fucking idiot now. I've got myself all worked up and my fears are setting in again. I don't want a repeat of this morning, not when I want him this much.

"Please don't hate me."

Yeah, I knew it was too good to be true.

I sigh and smile sweetly at him.

"Of course Angel." I smile as I tickle his cheek softly, "I'd prefer that anyway."

I kiss him again and move my hands down to his thighs, rubbing them softly to try and loosen him up. He is leaving tomorrow, and I am going to leave my mark on him even if it kills me. He's my baby and I will say goodbye to him properly.

I feel a little less nervous already. I can handle fooling around like this, I'm sure I can. I wouldn't really want my first time with Coby to be over a desk anyway. I'd want a bed, low lighting, romantic music, all the time in the world to show him how much he means to me. Like the chick I obviously am.

I allow my hands to trace the sharp contours of his back, over the smooth skin there, smiling into the kiss at the feeling of his hands on my thighs. I've nothing to be afraid of here, he's sweet, he's gentle.

I'm not really sure what else to do here, I'm so fucking clueless. I break away from the kiss and started marking a trail along his neck, across his shoulder. My mouth settles comfortably in the crook of his neck and I start nipping and sucking, leaving my mark there. He can't mark me, I'd get killed, but I can damn sure show the world he's mine.

I let my head fall back to allow him more access to my neck. I close my eyes and let him mark me, grinning to myself at his confidence to take a little bit of control over this.

"Yeah, my lil' vampire," I growl a whisper as I feel him bite lightly against my shoulder blade.

I let my hands stroking his thighs move up again, hoping that I be second time lucky with getting to the prize I have being waiting for. I pop the button on his jeans with ease and pull the zipper down just as fast.

I bring my hands back up to the sides of his face, gently pulling him away from my neck and looking him in the eye. I smirk a little as I mimic his actions, assaulting his own neck, moving down to his chest, unbuttoning his shirt as I go. Just to start showing him how good my money is.

Okay, I can do this. I've got nothing to be afraid of. God his mouth feels so good against my skin.

I peer down at his head as he moves across my chest, a smile coming across my face as I do so. I'm actually getting into this, I'm enjoying this. I can't help but watch in awe as his perfect mouth moves over my chest.

"Mmm, should I be worried at how good you are at this?" I ask, with a breathy laugh.

"Not so much worried," I say before moving my kisses down further, "as extremely turned on."

I grin up at him as I get down onto my knees in front of him. I always wondered why the coach brought a surprisingly low desk. Obviously Mr Hart comes in here a lot more than we all thought.

I look down at Brian's cock standing to attention in his underwear. I grin and shuffle myself closer to him on my knees. I place one hand on his thigh to support myself and my other pulling his flies right away from my prize.

I start out a little slower than I normally would, just to make sure he's OK with this. Even though he isn't objecting so I can only assume he is but just to play it safe. I lean forward and stroke over his cloth covered package before leaning forward and kissing along the defining lines gently.

What do you think Bri?

My breath hitches a little in my throat at the feeling of him touching me. I can feel everything in me telling me to stop this form happening, every part of me is trying to stop the intruder from touching me in such an intimate way. I don't listen to my body though, I look down to Coby, smiling as I see and feel how gentle he's being with me. I've nothing to be afriad of. I'm going to force myself to go through with this. I've got to forget one day and I trust Coby. He won't hurt me.

Besides, Zacky jerked me off on the first day we met and I had no problem with that, why is Coby so different? I look down at him and nod to show I want this, that I can deal with this.

"I'm ready, Cobes, I can do this."

I look up at him when I hear him speak. At first I look up at him with wide eyes, afraid that he was telling me to stop, but my face softens when I register that he wants me to carry on. I grin to myself and get back to my task in hand.

"Angel, I'm going to make this so good for you," I smile as I fish inside his underwear softly and pull his cock from the tight confines of the fabric. I smile to myself as I hear him gasp just from that little contact. I am going to enjoy this so much.

I move forward and kiss the tip of his cock before engulfing it in my mouth. I start off by just focusing on the head, knowing full well that's where he'll like it best. I swirl my tongue around expertly and the small whimpers that I hear from him are making my cock twitch.

I grip onto the base of his cock with one hand and let my other hand fall from his thigh down to my loose fitting shorts. I dip my hand inside the shorts and grip my hand onto my cock. I groan around his cock from the touch as I carry on all movements.

There's a frisson shooting through me at the feeling of his mouth on my cock. This feels so much better than I'd ever imagined. Then again, I'd never imagined recieving this from someone like Coby. It'd always been women in my mind and it did nothing for me.

This, though, this is something else. I'm trying not to make too much noise right now, I don't want someone to burst in on us.

My head is still trying to ruin this for me, trying to make me feel like this is dirty and wrong and sick. Just a quick look down at Coby though proves to me that this isn't worng, how could anything so incredible be considered wrong?

"Fuckin' hell Coby..."

I groan again as I squeeze my cock a little harder, my movements on my own hard moving towards Brian's as well. My GOD, if only someone was underneath the desk to suck my cock right now.

I take my mouth briefly from Brian's cock and looking up at him.

"Angel. You can make as much noise as you like. No one's going to coming in. I locked the door." I say to him panting slightly.

I move back down to his cock, taking him into my mouth, now holding his hip to keep him in place and to support myself as I start to match my thrusts on my own dick with my mouth on his dick.

Please Brian, scream the place down.

I'm still a little uncomfortable about the idea of screaming when I'm in a public-ish place. Then again, the feeling of his mouth mouth on my cock is kinda making me lose sight of just where I am.

I found myself becoming louder without even realizing it. I'm convinced he could tell me to do anything right about now and I would. He's got control over my mind and my fucking body.

I grip tighter to the desk as Coby works his magic on me, my fingers lnading in some sticky substance I'd rather not dwell on.

"Baby, so good..."

I grin and moan around his cock as I hear him making more and more noise for me. My movements on his cock become more drawn out a little more rougher, my teeth grazing slightly and my tongue flicking at the most intimate spots of him.

I continue my own movements on my own dick, more lazily and slowly now so I can last out as long as he can.

I move my mouth from his cock suddenly down to his underwear again. I take my hand from his hip and pull his balls from the fabric.

"Come on Angel. Scream for me. I'd love to hear it. It'll turn me on so much," I say, my speak punished with kisses up and down his length.

I move my mouth over his balls, before taking them both into my mouth ans sucking ever so gently on him. I love the feeling of them rolling around on my tongue as I dip my head lower.

As he takes my balls into his mouth, my moans grow even louder. Part of me hates everyone else that he's bestowed this upon. The rest of me kinda thinks everyone in the world should feel as amazing as he's making me feel now. Either way, as far as I'm concerned, no-one else will ever feel this ever again. I'm reeling him in, he's mine now.

"Coby..." My voice wavers, turning into a loud gutteral moan.

I move a hand from the desk and into his hair, having developed a bit of a fascination with it recently. I grip it tightly and move my hand with his head, rather than forcing him onto me.

As I glance down I happen to spot him jerking himself off. This both turns me on more and disappoints me a little. I wish I could help him out with that but I wouldn't exactly know what to do.

I move my mouth back to his cock, guessing that by the louder moans that he is admitting that he is getting close to his peak. I carry on my rhythm I had earlier as I let my hand snake to his balls where I squeeze them gently along the side.

I moan down his length as I feel myself getting closer to my edge. My knees spread further apart and I start to hump my own hand, now having to move it now, just imagining that it's Brian's tight ass squeezing me is enough to send me over the edge soon anyway.

I can feel that semi-familiar feeling in the pit of my stomach now, I'm not too far away from the end. I try warning Coby of this by tugging at his hair but he doesn't seem to get the message. Either that or he's quite content to let me come down his throat.

Fuck, just the thought of that is bringing me closer to the edge.

"C-Coby, baby, so fucking close now."

I'm amazed I've managed to create any kind of words right now. My mind is just thinking in different pitches yelling Coby's name at random. I find myself letting out a loud, deep moan as a particular movement Coby makes sends me over the edge.

I groan as I feel Brain explode in long spurts into my mouth. I stop my movements on my cock for the moment to let him ride out the orgasm by pumping him dry.

"Fuck," I whisper to myself as I swallow down his essence and take my hands away from his limping cock.

I look back up at Brian and wipe the sides of my mouth with my thumb.

"So, how was that?" I ask him. My cock twitching just to touched in my pants as I see him panting with his eyes half closed and his mouth hanging open.

"My GOD, you really are an Angel," I mutter to myself.

I look across at him, laughing breathily, "And you are the fucking devil. No man should be allowed to have that much talent with his mouth."

I lightly peck him on the lips. Or I plan to lightly peck him on the lips but I can kinda taste myself on him. Weirdly this causes me to want more than just a quick kiss. I pull him to me, kissing him hard, surprisingly loving the taste of myself on him.

I pull back nervously, a little embarassed at my reaction to that, "Did that make me a slut or an egomaniac?"

I can just feel him digging into my thigh. I peer down between us. He didn't get himself off? I wish I knew what to do with this now. I'd like to help him out but I don't actually have any idea what I should do.

"Jesus Christ," I gasp as he pulls away from the kiss, a little out of breath if I must say so myself.

"Not a slut, no. It just means I'm irresistible." I laugh as I move my hands down to his thighs and pat them lightly. I watch his face as I watch him look down between the two of us, I can only imagine what he's looking at and what he's thinking. I want to just bite my lip and leave him to doing whatever he's thinking but I just can't help myself. I must be too nice for my own good sometimes.

"You know, if you're not sure, you don't have to. I'm OK with a little... self man handling," I smile at him as I pat his thighs again.

Please say you'll do something about it. Please say you'll do something about it. Please say you'll do something about it. I feel like I'm going to explode here!

I smirk up at him, "Why should your hand have all the fun?"

I sound more confident than I feel. Fuck it, I'm going to have to get over the fear of touching him intimately eventually and it's only fair considering what he's just done for me. Besides, I want to do this. I want to make him feel good.

I move a hand between us both and dip my hand into his shorts. I'm not ready to try anything else with him yet, I'm hoping a handjob will be good enough. I focus completely on him as I take a firm grip on his dick.

It's not as scary as I'd expected. It's like my own, just facing the opposite direction at the moment. I can handle this. I slowly begin pumping his hsfat, trying to emulate what I like on him in hope that this is going to be good enough for him.

I sigh and close my eyes as I feel his hand work my dick. I rest my head back and push my crotch out towards him.

"Mmmm, you're really good at that Angel," I tell him.

I'm not quite sure how else I'm going to encourage him to do this more to me, I mean, this would be the first time he's ever done this to another guy, but I really don't want to patronise him.

But I try to get all these thoughts out of my mind so I can just focus on the feeling of his hand around me.

As I'm now more certain that his penis isn't going to bite my hand off - I'm the poster child for strange paranoia - I'm feeling a little more confident. I speed up my hand on his shaft, moving my lips to his collarbone, kissing along the definition there.

"You are so fucking hot, Coby." I mutter as I'm kissing across his body, "You do more for me with one look than anyone else could do with a full fuck."

I manoveur myself better so I can get my mouth against his nipples, remembering just what this did for me this morning. I nip at the tight bud, before soothing it with my tongue.

Fuck, I hope I'm doing this right...

I gasp out as I feel his mouth on my nipple, one of my most sensitive spots. I bite my lip and out of instinct I start moving my hips into his hand, thrusting against his hand as if it was his ass I was thrusting into.

"Fuck me Brian," I groan out as I move my hand up to his hair and start pulling on the strands.

"God, harder," I moan out as I push my hips a little harder against his hand.

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