Blown By Straight Classmate

I sat next to Charlie every physics lesson, we'd never interact outside of these lessons but when we had them we'd get along swimmingly. Our sixth form was part of our high school, and I'd been out since year 7, so everyone knew I was gay and no one really had a problem with it. And by the time we'd gotten to sixth form as much as we were all horny teenage boys everyone was a lot more mature and accepting, including Charlie. In fact, Charlie loved asking me about the ins and outs of gay sex, everyone in my school did so I never really questioned it - that was until the day things escalated a bit further than normal.

Charlie was about 6 foot tall, broad but slim with an olive complexion and dark, straight hair. He was a very stereotypically attractive lad, but I'd never thought about him that way. I was skinny with fair skin and dark hair, nothing particularly amazing but I've been told I have a handsome face and a girthy dick, but we'll get to that later.

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