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Edwards, the shop teacher, says, "Alright everyone. Let's get the equipment dusted off and the tools put away, then get back to your desks."

I get back to my desk and sit for a minute, impatiently. I see Jenny Smith out of the corner of my eye, legs crossed. I imagine her sharing a tart cherry muffin with Lisa Byron...Like I said - libido issues.

The bell rings and I'm back to reality. I better hurry up, don't want to leave anybody hanging.

I'm floating down the hall, navigating my way through the unlucky throngs, looking forward to something exciting, maybe more than I was hoping for! Perhaps a heartier dish than hors d'oeuvres in the back of a bus. My tense brain has me all amped up and anxious, but my rapidly beating heart, adrenaline and sheer sex drive guide me down the steps, towards the first-floor bookstore. I'm vibrating inside my abdomen and my throat has become dehydrated.

I walk out from around the corner, but the book counter roll-down door is closed. Damn! Maybe I should go over there and knock. I tap timidly on the side of the booth. I know Maxine and Gina Spencer work here. I'm not here to see them, though.

Luckily, the side door opens a crack, then two tan arms pull me quickly inside. Billy is right in front of me, bare-chested with a little blonde peach fuzz and two dime-size pink nipples. He's wearing blue skinny jeans and Converse sneakers. I gulp - he's in fine shape. What do I say?

"I thought you were going to be a chicken Tyler... bawk-bawk-bawk. You're late!" He drops to his knees, pushing me back against the counter with devious, pouty lips. He's unbuttoning my jeans in a pretty aggressive fashion, tearing my fly open, looking up at me with his blue eyes. My erection is beating along with my heart - maximum blood flow has been achieved. The anticipation of his lips on my rod is truly unbearable "I'll have the lunch buffet, waiter please" he says in his glamorous fashion voice. Yanking my pulsating penis out of my boxers, his mouth engulfs my prick, his slippery lips lubricating it, squeezing it into his mouth until his cute little nose is buried in my fine pubic hair.

Oh my god! The feeling of warmth almost makes me fall backwards. Luckily there's a chair I can grab onto to steady myself. Billy's talented mouth blurs my vision momentarily. My sight returns, his eyes looking up at mine, and he's smiling as my cock-head swells in his lips. My hands wrap tight in his spikey blonde hair, and I instinctively pull his face firmly into my waist as my huge reservoir of sperm starts blasting into his throat, an explosive release that he hungrily gulps down. Holy Christ. This feels so incredibly awesome! I've never been sucked off before and it's better than I imagined. Billy pulls his head back to breathe, thinking that's all, but he's mistaken. Another glob discharges into his face. He quickly accepts me again, and I pump out one more massive ejaculation for him to swallow, which he gladly does. Finally, the deluge turns into a dribble. Some of the stuff has leaked from his lips, onto his sexy chest. Billy drops down to sit sideways on his legs. His hair's all crazy and messed up. He looks very cute right now, sitting at my feet. As for me - my whole body is quivering to the point where I'm not sure if I can remain upright - I'm just completely buzzed out with light-headed euphoria.

"You tricked me Tyler" he says with a fake pout, wiping a dribble of sperm with the back of his hand, "and that's no way to treat a friend."

"I practice all the time bud, twice a day. It has to go somewhere." I say, triumphant in my copious conquest of Billy's throat, "this buffet is supposed to be all-you can-eat, right?"

With a somber newscaster voice, Bill says, "Our dessert bar is the best in town.