I don't remember what day of the week Steph and I finish school at the same time: 4pm. It's the only day we can have a good time alone together. The other days, we barely have one before our parents come home from work. We made them believe we were studying together. We barely lie. Wednesday, forbidden for me, to leave my best friend, Pat, behind. That day, we decide to go for a walk in town. We go into the Nouvelles Galeries, to see the clothes that might interest us, and to see the records and cassettes. We go up all the floors, and I come across boxes of condoms in the hygiene section. - Oh! Steph! Look! The price of a box of 10 here is the same as a box of 3 at the vending machine. - Patrick, can you lend me some money? - You're not going to buy that? - Brother! - I'm not going to the checkout with you! - Me neither! Only Steph is left. We look at each other. Besides, it's because of him that we have to get to this point. - Let's go together! All alone, I don't have the balls! - Me neither! David and Patrick move away to watch us from afar. We get to the checkout. I don't know about Steph, but I don't look up at the cashier. We pay and leave. Not even the slightest thought. Barely, hello, thank you, goodbye. Arrived at the exit. - Oh? You're red! - One more minute, and I would have preferred to rob them! - She barely looked at you. As if that was normal at your age! - Actually, what's the point? We explain everything to them. - That's why you come home less often! - Not only that! It's normal that I leave you with your family from time to time! - What a good excuse! - Can I come too? - Your parents barely know me! They won't let you sleep at my place! - No, but in the afternoon? - If you want! No problem! We go back to the neighborhood and I decide to do my homework before my parents come home. I sit in front of the TV, to feel like I'm not alone. 5:15 p.m., I recognize Steph's way of knocking. I let him in. He puts his bag on the table, and we get down to business. We don't really make love, since we have an hour max, but we have plenty of time to take turns fucking each other. Just a little bit each. We come back in front of the TV and talk. Less than a quarter of an hour later, there's a knock at the door.I'm not expecting anyone! I go to open the door and I come across Steph's mother. - My son is here! I let him in. Luckily my things are still on the table. - Why are you coming to revise at your friend's? You spend more time having fun than studying. - No, Mom! It's just nicer! Besides, we can help each other! She lets out a long sigh. - If your grades drop, you'll know why. Okay! What time are you coming home? - That's good! I'm done! He gets up and picks up his bag. In front of the door, he almost kisses me on the mouth. - See you tomorrow! - See you tomorrow! - Goodbye Thierry, and hello to your parents. - Goodbye ma'am. The next day, as soon as I arrive in front of the door, I hear someone coming down the stairs quickly. Steph. - Damn! You're in a hurry! - I've been waiting for you at the window for a good half hour. We go in and lock the door. We make out while undressing each other, to fall on the couch. He is on my stomach rubbing his cock against mine, while keeping his tongue in my mouth, while I caress his back. We are starting to get hard. I don't care who will go to the pan first. He lifts my legs to put them on his hips. He wets his cock and slowly but surely pushes it between my buttocks. He doesn't have time to start cleaning my chimney before someone knocks and moves the handle. We hurry to get dressed again, trying not to make any noise. I head towards the door while he rushes towards the table and empties his bag on it. I open the door with my heart beating out of my chest. - Fuck! You scared me, you little shit! - Who is it? - David! - Bastard! - Why? What's wrong? - We thought it was Steph's mother, damn it! - so what? - so what? Are we going to do to you what we wanted to do to each other? - what then? I lock the door, take him to the couch and strip him naked. In fact, his punishment would be to leave him aside. I don't want to get revenge to the point of hurting him. But I'm not going to let him get off. I put him on his stomach and lift his buttocks a little. Steph sticks his cock against his lips. - I won't swallow if there's too much! - we'll see! I start to take him apart, maybe for a minute, then I change my mind. He didn't do it on purpose to scare us,quite the contrary.I pull myself together, and I try to do him as much good as I do myself. - Let me know if you feel like you're going to spit! - he can't answer with his mouth full. He nods. I lift his pelvis a little more. I can go in deeper. I feel his sphincter resisting. I push a little more and he gives in. David marks the oc ...

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