Casual Day

As a high school student, I got randy pretty easily. Being a virgin, I fantasised about sex pretty much non-stop – and I liked sex of the gay variety. Naturally, nobody knew this – although nobody really suspected, mainly because gays were really stereotyped and I didn’t have any of those mannerisms – being effeminate, openly liking fashion, gesticulating with a limp wrist. Physically I was a typical jock - six foot 4, heavy and muscular, tanned with dark brown hair and brown eyes. I had once wanked and measured my cock before I came at 8 and a half inches. Now of course I’d seen porn and knew that 8 and a half inches was big but not huge, but I soon realised that for a school age kid my dick was certainly well-sized. I had once overheard some football jocks fooling around one day in the school gym changerooms – I soon realised they were measuring their dicks, and from what I could hear, the biggest lad was 7 inches. I gave no thought to the fact that perhaps it was hard for them to get horny in front of other guys, but I didn’t care. All I knew that I had a big cock, and I couldn’t wait to use it on some hot gay fucker.

Anyhow, as I was saying, I got horny pretty quickly and easily, and in class, I got erections quite frequently. There was plenty of eye candy going around – and watching the guys flirt with the chicks also kind of turned me on. Of course, I never actually wanked at school – there was just too much of a chance of getting caught: but everything I saw at school turned into fantasies when I lay at home on my bed, stroking my hunk of man-meat.

The best class, easily for eye candy, was my chemistry class. It was predominately male and some of the sexiest studs in the school were in it, including Josh Rayneson, who was six foot six, blond haired and blue-eyed, tanned and very well built. He often wore his school uniform in a very revealing way – he’d forget wearing a tie and undo his top two buttons, where a few hairs and the sight of his bulging chest muscles were just able to be seen. All the girls fantasised about Josh – but only one girl got him – Audrey White, a very attractive girl. She and Josh had been going strong for a while and I’m pretty sure they fucked fairly regularly – all the girls, naturally, were incredibly envious of her. Indeed, so was I.

But Josh wasn’t the only good looking guy: James Maarsten was also very sexy – he had less of a body than Josh but a similar complexion, with beautiful fair-hair. Mitch Harford turned me on solely for the reason that he often had his hands down his pants during PE; Brandon Williams had a sexy little stubble and strong, steady arms. And they all did chemistry, and they were all in my class, and I just loved sitting back and cautiously giving my dick a bit of a rub; but not too hard, just in case I jerked off.

Now in that class there was this one kid, Edmund Timmons, who was quite attractive; he had dark hair, pale skin and a muscular, toned body; but he never seemed to be there. In fact nearly every class, he would ask to go to the bathroom. Everyone presumed he went to smoke – yet occasionally I partnered with him in lab experiments and he never seemed to smell of cigarettes, nor did it seem like he was high from smoking some kind of weed. I couldn’t understand why he always went to the toilet – surely he didn’t have some kind of bladder problem – and the funny thing was it was almost in chemistry. I had several other classes with him and he hardly ever left to go to the toilet. It was certainly mysterious; and that enigmatic element to him made him somewhat alluring – he just had this certain appeal to him that I couldn’t really describe.

Anyhow, one day it was casual day – meaning that instead of wearing uniform, you can just wear normal clothes. Girls, naturally, have always taken it very seriously, planning their outfits months in advance, but for guys it’s only been recently that casual day has been a big deal. Of course, there are still plenty of guys that just put on the nearest pair of jeans and any old T-shirt, but a strong proportion of the male students put in a real effort, mostly in order to impress the female students; and it was very sexually arousing for me also. A trend that was going around at the moment, which I found very sexy, was for guys to wear hot, tight trousers with a sexy zip-up windcheater, occasionally with the top of the underwear showing; and a cute pair of Dunlop volley tennis shoes. The tighter the pants got, the more prominent the bulge, and when any hunk walked by with his package protruding from his groin, I instantly reached for my own crotch in excitement.

Now Chemistry was the first class of the day, and I decided I would get there really early, so I could observe all the hunks as they entered the room. Luckily it was unlocked and I wandered in a couple of minutes early, sitting towards the back, making sure I had a good view of everyone walking through the door. I myself was going with the trend – I had a pair of grey jeans, a pink T-shirt and a cute grey windcheater that I had zipped halfway up. I had no doubt, however that the other lads could top what I was wearing.

The first hunk to wander in was Brandon Williams, who had gone completely with the trend – he was wearing extremely tight, grey cord-trousers with a yellow T-shirt that showed off his muscular arms. There was a slight inkling of crotch from his pants and my hand slowly moved to my own dick in excitement. He sat down at the desk directly in front of me and as he did his T-shirt rode up, and I could see the rim of his underwear – Calvin Klein was the label. Instantly this got me thinking about the hunky Calvin Klein underwear models and I imagined Brandon, the hot spunk, standing there in his white Calvin Klein trunks. Oh, I wanted to get into his pants. How I would have loved to get into anyone’s pants! And to think that this sexy fashion parade was only just beginning…

A group of girls walked in followed by a couple of the nerdier, less sexy lads – although one of them was dressed very sexily in a pair of designer jeans and a Ralph Lauren polo – then Mitch Harford entered, accompanied by James Maarsten. Now everyone at school knew that James wasn’t queer – he’d been out with dozens of chicks – but if you saw him down the street in the clothes he was wearing, you’d swear he was the gayest man you’d ever seen. He wore the tightest black trousers I’d seen in my life – so tight that that a bulge was very clearly visible – I estimated his cock to be rather large – and he wore a pale green turtle-neck or a skivvy as a top, which was also extremely tight-fitting, and a nice sexy scarf to finish it all off. Mitch was wearing a nice outfit as well – he’d gone for the zip-up windcheater with slightly baggier navy-blue jeans; but I couldn’t take my eyes of James, and neither could the female population of the class. The very sight of him made me incredibly horny – I don’t think I’ve ever wanted someone so badly. I was now ferociously stroking my cock and hoping that nobody was watching – I couldn’t take my eyes off the gorgeous James, who was looking for a seat – I prayed he would sit next to me. That tight skivvy, those wondrous trousers…the bulge was so large that it was like he’d stuffed a tennis ball or two down there. Oh, fuck I was horny! My dick must’ve been almost at its eight and a half inch maximum and I was seriously thinking about cumming in my underwear right there and then.

Edmund Timmons walked in next unaccompanied and was dressed similarly to the sexy nerd – nice jeans, cute pink polo and a pair of expensive looking black shoes – but I could barely stop goggling at James, who had finally found a seat next to Brandon Williams. However, all my thoughts of James immediately ended as soon as Josh Rayneson walked into the room.

He was holding hands with his girlfriend Audrey, who was dressed quite nicely for a chick – but Josh Rayneson – holy shit! He was wearing exactly the same trousers as James – perhaps they had been shopping together – and his bulge must have been twice the size of James’. He was also wearing a pale blue shirt of which he had undone the top three buttons, revealing an ample amount of his stunningly beautiful, lightly hairy chest. Had I touched any part of his gorgeous body right then, I think I would have shot my load instantly. Oh wow, I thought to myself. Oh, holy fucking shit…! Casual day this year had brought me some very hot young fuckers.

Our teacher had begun the class but I wasn’t really paying attention – I was much more focussed on the eye candy in front of me, and was slowly stroking my now massive organ. None of the studs were focussing either; they were chatting about their outfits. Surprisingly, James’ seemed to be liked – I thought he’d get teased to hell about the queerness of his outfit. Josh’s was also liked – James said he looked good. “I like this too,” he said, stroking the hairs of his chest, joking with him. Josh punched him and they laughed. Oh, these boys were turning me on.

Halfway through the lesson, I still hadn’t blown, Edmund Timmons had once again left the classroom, and the teacher announced we would be doing a short experiment. We got up and I paired with the nerdy, well-dressed kid – his name was Bryan Parkes. I commented on the quality of his outfit and he replied that he liked my windcheater. We began the experiment but Bryan was doing most of the work – I was looking at James and Josh, who had paired up. After a while, I noticed that they were comparing their trousers – obviously they had bought them together. I couldn’t help noticing that Josh kept rubbing at his dick – the bulge in his pants was slowly getting larger and larger. I too was becoming extremely horny. I stared at his bulge and his chest, and James’s sexy skivvy, and I got that feeling in my pants that you get when you know you’re about to cum. I decided that I had to jack off – I would go into the toilet and finish myself off there.

Having excused myself to Bryan and the teacher, I headed as quickly as I could to the toilet, occasionally giving my cock a bit of a rub along the way. Once I reached the toilet, I picked a cubicle down the very end of the line. Unfortunately, someone was in one of the other cubicles – if I wanted to make any moaning noises I was going to have to be very quiet.

I entered the cubicle and decided that I needed to be naked to have the best orgasm possible. I stripped down as quickly as possible and fondled my decent chest muscles and nipples as I stared at my massive, fully erect, eight-and-a-half inch schlong. I decided that the best thing to do would be to get off quickly, then return to class straight away. Thus I started to tug at my cock, milking it, rubbing up and down the long, thick shaft, thinking about Josh and his sexy chest. Fuck, fuck, I thought, as my hands caressed the colossal sausage. I wanted to yell out Josh’s name; imagine him in the same cubicle, moaning as I shoved my cock up his ass…but of course, I had to be quiet. There was someone else there.