My Mother’s Boss pt. 2

School the next day

I couldn’t focus during school the next day. I was too busy trying to convince myself I wasn’t gay. It was hard seeing how I sucked a dick the night before. The shame and humiliation I felt afterward was enough to send me spiraling out of control. I spent the entire night trying to justify my actions.

Now sleep-deprived and still ashamed of what I had done, I sit in class with less than an ounce of focus. I hear the teacher talk, but all I can think about was Lexie Davenport’s cock. How big it had been and the veins that wrapped around it.

I couldn’t get over the way it felt jammed down my throat. For some reason, not only did it fill me with guilt, but it got me excited. By the end of my first class, my own cock was beginning to stir at the thought of what I had done.

This can’t be. I’m not gay. I know it. I’ve banged nearly half of the girls in my class. I’ve even fucked a few milfs. How can it be that the thought of Lexie’s cock is getting me aroused?

Just thinking about the way it tasted made my mouth water. And for some odd reason, all I wanted to do was take in its musky scent. I wanted to bath myself in it.

No! What am I thinking I’m not a faggot.

I want nothing to do with cock.

Around lunchtime, I found Candice and told her I wanted to fuck the hell out of her. We snuck out to the baseball dugouts and I pulled her yoga pants down to her ankles and stuck my tongue deep inside that ass of hers. “Woah, someone’s a little aggressive. I’m not sure…”

Before she could finish, I pushed my dick inside her fucking tight little rosebud. She let out a hard grunt as I slid it deeper inside of her steaming hot asshole. Fuck it felt so good. “Fuck! You could’ve told me you were going in the deep end. Asshole.”

I grabbed a handful of hair and gave her ass a hard slap as I started to thrust in and out of her, loosening up her backdoor. She let out groan after groan. “Oh fuck! Ease up. Damn!”

But I don’t, I continue to go at her ass like a battering ram against the front gates of a castle about to be besieged.

Her groans turn into moans as she takes all of my dick. I let go over her hair as I grab ahold of those soft cheeks of hers and spread them open, watching my dick split her ass in half.

She gasps and whimpers all along. “Fuck… I’m coming. Oh shit!.”

I wasn’t going to last much longer as her little butt tightens around my dick, giving me an intense pleasure as I explode into her. I dump a load of cum deep inside her ass.

I pull out as she slumps down. “Thanks, Candice. I needed that.”

“You’re lucky you’re the starting quarterback. I wouldn’t let anyone just fuck my ass like that,” she says as she cleans herself up.

“Oh come on, you know you loved it,” I laugh.

“I would have loved it more if you gave me a warning. Do you know how much it hurts when a dick gets shoved up your ass? Sure it felt good after I adjusted.”

“I’m sorry, I… I’m just going through some things.”

“Whatever. Look. Just go easy next time,” she says.

“Sure thing, I’m going to head back now and get something to eat, I’ll talk to you later,’ I say. She just gives me a sigh. “

—

I join my friends at lunchtime. I feel a little better after my fuck session with Candice, but I still can’t get the thought of Lexie’s cock out of my mind. Besides the fact that what Candice said about having a dick shoved up her ass. She said it hurt, but also felt good.

What if Lexie Davenport wants to take my ass? What am I thinking? I’m not a bottom faggot.

“Yo, Carter!” I look up to see Tanner. “You there? You look lost in the clouds or something.”

“It’s nothing. I just got back from the dugouts,” I mumble.

“Oh, shit, who was it this time?” he asks, then his eyes catch Candice. “Oh snap, round 2 with Candice, aye?”

“Yeah, just needed to blow off some steam,” I sigh.

“I gotcha, I know what you mean. Look who it is, the faggot’s trying to sneak past us,” Tanner says.

Crystal rolls her eyes as she gives us the bird. “You’re a fucking dude!” Tanner says. “Stop pretending.”

Tanner laughs as she storms off. “What a fucking freak,” he says.

Even though I didn’t say a word to Crystal, I can’t help but feel guilty for how she was treated. Especially since last night, I was the one choking on a dick. Maybe I should go check up on her?

No! I”m not going to do that. Besides, she said she wants me to leave her alone.

—

After School

The time between lunch and school seems to tick on forever. Especially as I debate whether I’m going to go over to Lexie’s or not. I think I’m just going to quit. I am not a cocksucker. I’m not a faggot. There’s no way I’m going back there. As much as I try to convince myself of the fact that I am not gay, I can’t deny that deep down I want to go over to her house. Mostly out of curiosity.

But I am not going to go through with it. I’m not gay and there’s no way in hell I’m going to take a dick up the ass. It’s not going to happen.

Once the bell finally rings. I get in my car and I drive home.

As soon as I walk through the front door, my mother gives me a glare. “What are you doing here? You’re supposed to be at Lexie’s.”

“I quit,” I say.

“Oh no, you don’t. Come on, get in the car. You are not a quitter.”

“Mom, you don’t understand,” I say.

“I understand full well and I am not going to face my boss tomorrow to explain why her pool buy didn’t show up. Now get in the car, I’ll drive you there myself.”

Reluctantly, I follow her out to the car. I can’t believe she is making me do this. If only she knew what went on with Ms. Davenport. The thing she made me do. The things she intends on making me do.

Should I tell her?

I can’t bring myself to admit it. To admit it would make it real.

We drive out to her mansion.

My mother puts the car in park and gets out. I hesitate, but swallow my nerves and follow her in.