Billy couldn't wait to get home and try to reboot. He needed a shower first, then a good mouth rinse followed by a good porn session to calm him down. The taste of Paul's cum remained strong in his mouth and he struggled resisting the urge to smell and lick his palm more than he already had. He could still feel Paul's thick heavy cock in his palm as he gripped the steering wheel of his car. He squeezed his small dick through his pants to help ease the ache setting in as he pulled into the driveway.
Thankfully his sister worked early today to prepare the bar for the week, and his brother and father wouldn't be home for a couple of hours. He dropped his bag and removed his shoes at the door and went immediately to his bedroom where he started undressing. He decided he would do the things he needed in reverse as his lust had grown to an uncontrollable level.
Completely nude he flopped on his bed and started stroking his small dick. It ached so badly but wouldn't get all the way hard. Despite the lack of erection, it felt good to squeeze and stroke it. He brought his other hand up to his nose to smell the scent of Paul's release and immediately began to lick every inch of his palm, fingers and in between. Having cleaned all the cum from his hand he reached for his phone to look up some porn, instead finding a series of texts from Paul.
Paul to Billy: Dude. That handy was fire today. Look how calm my boy is now.
The next text had a picture of Paul's soft dick coming out of his pants and down to the edge of his car seat. It was high resolution, and Billy was able to zoom in filling the screen with Paul's huge uncut dick. He stroked furiously now and moved to the next text with a slight sense of disappointment it wasn't another picture.
Paul to Billy: Here's one Jill took the other day after I spent the whole day aching for her. That's how hard I was in my pants today.
The next picture showed Paul laying on his bed naked and his fully erect cock stretching up to his belly button. Again, zooming in, Billy could see the veins below the skin and the pool of precum dripping on his stomach. He breathed heavily as he stroked his own dick looking at Paul's hard cock. He couldn't believe he was stroking it just an hour ago and had tasted his cum. He was more turned on right now than he had ever been and couldn't wait to cum. He flipped back to the earlier picture and imagined himself on the floor of Paul's car gobbling up his dick as he had imagined earlier with Mr. Stretch. Recalling the image of Mr. Stretch's hard dick in his pants and having him press it against his back and neck Billy felt confident he was being teased by his teacher. Something about Billy had triggered these men around him to sense his obsession and vulnerability. It was like pheromones or maybe the smell of fear by a pack of horny wolves. Billy imagined being submissive and, on his knees, sucking Paul's hard dick until he coated his mouth with cum. The same cum he could taste in his mouth now. He was accepting that he wanted to suck Paul's dick. He wanted to suck Mr. Stretch's dick and even imagined himself doing it right there in the classroom. He recalled his brother's dick from the morning and how hot if felt on the back of his neck.
In his lust filled mind he thought of something and put down his phone and went to his brother's room. He had caught his brother several times over the years jerking off and knew he used a cum rag to catch his load. Looking under his brother's pillows he found the rag and immediately flopped on the bed and continued his jerk off session. He brought the rag up to his face and breathed in the scent of his brother's cum which filled the rag. Opening the rag, he found a huge, thick wet load waiting for him. It was cool when Billy engulfed the large portion in his mouth. He sucked and licked it from the rag, and it now spread across his tongue filling his mouth with his brother's flavor. It was different than both Paul's and his own and he savored it without swallowing. Leaving the cum rag to lay on his face he jerked furiously as his mind filled with thoughts of cum, piss and cocks. He only wished his cock would harden to make it feel even better, but it didn't matter. It still felt amazing to jerk off thinking about the huge dicks he saw today. He could feel himself about to release his own load and didn't want to miss any of it, so he cupped his palm over his jerking hand and waited to feel the warm cum fill his hand. Moaning loudly, he released his load into his palm careful not to lose a drop. When he finished, he snatched the cum rag away and brought the cum to his mouth and licked it off. It was a small load but enough to calm the desire for a bit.
He lay there for several minutes before returning the cum rag and straightening up the bed back to its original state. He looked around his brother's room to make sure he didn't leave anything out of place before heading to the bathroom to shower. The shame of his act came to the surface in his post orgasmic mind, but he couldn't argue with how turned on he was about it all. He changed his mind about brushing his teeth as he was enjoying the flavor of his own and brother's cum in his mouth now. Showering and calming down a bit, he went to his room to get dressed.
Putting on his typical T-shirt and basketball shorts he grabbed his bag and went to the kitchen to start homework and dinner. Donning one of the aprons his mom always wore he started to get the ingredients for dinner. He was still dazed as the images and flavors flashed off and on in his mind. The feel of Paul's dick and the warmth of his cum filled his mind as he put the chicken he had prepped this morning in the oven to bake along with a few potatoes.
As he started his homework, he recalled the feeling of Mr. Stretch's dick against him and the imagined blowjob he gave him. He wondered what his teacher's dick looked like as it bulged in his pants. He decided to text him and thank him for the notes and help.
Billy to Mr. S: Thanks for your help today and for being nice to me about passing your class this time around.
Mr. S to Billy: Billy, I have knowing you for many years, yes? I knowing you are smart boy, but maybe sometimes you misunderstood by others around you. I enjoying helping today very much. If you wanting more help, I am happy to give, da?
Billy felt a fond affection towards Mr. Stretch, particularly after his time with him today. He liked the way he encouraged him and always treated him with respect but today was different. It was almost like an attraction that wasn't there before which confused Billy as he never considered himself gay.
As the afternoon wore on, Billy found himself replaying moments from their conversation, dissecting each smile and gesture with a curious intensity. It wasn't about labels, he realized, but about the unexpected connection that had blossomed between them, something gentle yet disarming. He wondered if Mr. Stretch felt the same spark, or if his warmth was simply the natural kindness Billy had come to admire. The uncertainty both exhilarated and unnerved him, leaving him to grapple with feelings he hadn't anticipated, yet couldn't ignore.
He hadn't spent this much time thinking about his feelings let alone the feelings of others and wondered why he was suddenly so introspective today. He forced himself to finish up his homework and set the table for dinner. Checking the chicken and potatoes he went ahead and started to cook some frozen broccoli. With the absence of his mother, he had taken to domestic tasks as his siblings and father worked a lot, leaving him home first and seemingly gifted in the kitchen anyway. As predicted, his father and brother entered the house leaving their jacket and shoes at the door.
"Dinner smells great, Billy!" his father said coming to greet him. Resting his hand on Billy's shoulder and stepping close to him he asked jovially, "What's cooking, good looking?"
His dad often said goofy stuff like this with Billy, and it didn't faze him. He was actually fun to be around most of the time even if intimidating. Billy recalled him being the same with his mom.
Smiling up at his dad who was easily a head taller than him he answered, "Roasted chicken and potatoes. I used that rub you like which is what you're smelling. Should be ready by the time you guys are done your shower," Billy said as he opened the oven and bent to check the chicken.
