Le Petit Nicolas
Chapter 5 - Nicolas's Education

in the evening, as he was resting, trying to fall asleep in his bed, some intrusive thoughts started appearing again. To say the truth he could not even fight them, they returned over and over as if his brain wanted to deal with them right here and right now. If only things were so easy! Many adults were struggling, trying to understand the secrets behind their feelings and relationship. This was not different, a big problem for such a small boy. He noticed it earlier. Geoffroy was behaving the same usual way, but his cute face expressed sadness. The teenager did not smile as often as before, he seemed distant at times. Although they hugged, saying goodbye to each other it was a rather friendly hug, unlike the earlier ones.

“I should call him and say what I think. What I really think. He confessed everything and I was scared to do the same.” Nicolas thought, looking at the moon, which was filling his room with a faint light. “He was sad because of me.”

Nicolas grabbed his cell phone and narrowed his eyes. Biting his lips he tried to figure out what exactly he wants to say, what words to use. Geoffroy was using some big ones, he was honest with his feelings and Nicolas was not sure if he could do the same. An hour ago the boy asked his mom when you can tell if you love someone. The answer he received surprised him, he never expected something so obvious. And what's more shocking – it only confirmed the things Geoffroy confessed before.

"If you love someone then you feel sad when the person is not beside you. If some girl is important to you... you think about her all the time, you miss her. You care about her. You support her when she is making the impossible and make sure she is safe. You may be too young to understand this yet, but don't worry. Sooner or later you will feel it all by yourself." Nicolas's mother answered the question and also comforted him. She was having a first-hand experience after all. She loved her little son and was ready to do anything for him.

He was aware that he and Geoffroy were just young boys surrounded by the cruel world, which was going to harm them sooner or later. But here and now he wanted to share his happiness with his friend, hoping to cheer Geoffroy up. After all, they promised to support each other.

“Hi, Nick. Aren't you sleeping yet?” His boyfriend asked.

“Hi. No, because... I was thinking. I want to tell you something, okay? Do not interrupt me.” Nicolas stated as the dreaded silence filled their conversation. He continued after a while using the soft voice, which was getting stronger with every sentence. “I kn-know you are mad at me, but I want you to understand what I'm afraid of. I do not want Clotaire to tell everyone about us. I-I can already hear the nicknames they will call me. I was really scared today, at school. Two times. I felt bad when you forced your... And the second time when I realized that Clotaire suspects something. You know, I do really want to be close to you anytime. I want to hang out and do things with you, but I don't want everyone to find out about us because nobody will be happy. And... I can't live without you, Geoff. I wish you were here with me.”

Another moment of silence.

“Oh. Is that all you wanted to say?” Geoffroy asked in a serious voice. Nicolas could swear that Geoffroy never acted like that, and thought that he will hear the worst news now. He was afraid of being rejected and exposed.

“I-I do care about you, I want you to be happy.” Nicolas whispered. “I don't want you to feel bad because of me. I adore you, Geoffroy, you were always to me like a big brother, but I'm scared to love you. This is a big word. Do you understand what I mean?” Nicolas confessed his thoughts, clenching his fists. He was a boy, he was not supposed to get that emotional. Yet, it happened.

“Thank you, Nick.” He heard his boyfriend's softening voice. He could sense that Geoffroy was touched and his next words confirmed this. “I'm really sorry, I know I shouldn't force myself on you. B-but... Eh, it was a stupid thing I saw in a porn movie and they both seemed to like it.... I'm so stupid, they are actors after all. I promise to ask next time, sorry.”

“Porn movie?” Nicolas asked curiously. He heard about them before but never watched one.

“You know, people having sex in front of the camera and getting paid for it?” Geoffroy explained, remembering about Nicolas's innocence. “Yeah, I watched it once, or tw-twice. Wait, was it three times? The internet is full of this stuff.”

“Oh! Uh, right!”

“And Clotaire. Relax, he's a dumb-ass. He can't even solve any simple math problem. He won't find out.” Geoffroy stated. “And if he does... well, then I will handle it, I promise. I must protect you like my father protects me. We will be fine. “

“He called some kid a fag the other day.” Nicolas recalled and added. “Why is the world so unfair? I'm afraid that everyone will blame us for doing these things. It's sick.”

“Do not worry.” Geoffroy comforted him, using his soft, cute voice as if he was talking to a little baby boy. “Cheer up, for me you'll always be my favorite tiny fag.”

“Oh, how nice!” Nicolas smirked. ” Y-you are one big fag then.”

“And how do you feel about it?” Geoffroy whispered. He was delighted knowing that Nicolas finally confessed everything. If only all people behaved this way, the world would be much easier to live in. Besides, he cared only about this boy, he was ready to sacrifice everything, including his father's fortune, to make Nicolas happy.

“Safe, happy. And yeah, you really took care of that bully?” Nicolas asked. To him, this was the best proof that Geoffroy cared about him. “I remember he just disappeared.”

“Well, my dad is good at making people disappear, it seems. The doctor is no longer working as well.” He paused, unsure if he should say more. “Damn, I also wish you were here. I miss you like never before. You kept your promise?”

“You mean the one about saving my jizz for you?” Nicolas asked. “I sure did, but it's hard. I mean the promise. Or my zizi. Or both.”

“Yeah. You may want to break the promise now. It allows you to sleep better.” Geoffroy said, revealing his idea to the younger boy. “We could connect to each other via the internet.”

“Connect to you via webcam?”

“Oui, we could watch each other jerking off.” Geoffroy explained. “You know, this can be fun seeing you masturbating for the first time. Let's try it, okay? And get some headset, so I can hear you.”

Strangely enough, Nicolas agreed right away, nodded and grabbed his laptop. He wasn't doing it because Geoffroy asked him - he was doing it for himself. Since his first orgasms yesterday he felt a really big urge to get off. The stinging, tingling sensation down there was driving him crazy sometimes. As if opening the gates of pleasure meant that they will never ever close again. His nine centimeters long shaft kept asking for attention for most of the day and was hard even now as if it sensed what was about to happen.

Nicolas turned on his laptop and went out into the hallway, making sure that his parents were sleeping. Oh no, he did not want to be caught masturbating, he could already hear his mother's yelling – she was the one trying to shelter him from the world. As soon as he closed the door behind him he went to the bed, placing the computer in front of him. Soon Geoffroy called him again.

“Right, can you see and hear me?” He asked and pulled his tongue off, making a silly face.

“Yeah, I can see you just fine.”

Rolling his eyes Nicolas looked at the screen and nodded. He noticed that Geoffroy was lying on the bed dressed in nothing but some luxury, silky pajamas, looking directly at him. At the same time, Nicolas was wearing just some old, tattered t-shirt and boxer-briefs. A big difference, two words that were meant to be connected.

“Great, I can see you as well.” Geoffroy replied. A wide grin appeared on his face as he looked at his own crotch.

Nicolas watched as Geoffroy started exposing himself. The blond haired boy pulled down his pajamas bottom slightly, he was not wearing any underwear. His maturing, erected penis was clearly visible in a faint light, right in the middle of the screen. Retracting the foreskin Geoffroy revealed the damp and red glans, which seemed to glisten a little bit. Using his other hand he reached for the testicles and pulled them upwards, resting them on top of the waistband. Nicolas followed shortly after – pulling both pants and underwear at the same time he adjusted his camera exposing himself in front of it. Now he was showing his body to his boyfriend, who was truly amazed by the view. Sure, Nicolas was smaller one, but the rich boy loved every centimeter of his boyfriend's manhood, it seemed so tasty, so delicate, he wished he could touch it right now.

“It's only the camera, and the quality isn't the best but you look so hot.” Nicolas heard Geoffroy's whisper. “I wish I could suck you now. And hear you moan, your body trembling. I still feel the taste of your jizz.”

Both boys were synchronized, placing their hands on their hard members, fondling them for the first time. The joy of discovery and exploration was everything Nicolas felt. He never masturbated by himself, so he was trying to imitate the movements of his classmate, who claimed to be an expert at it. Geoffroy pumped his hand back and forth every second and Nicolas followed him. The teacher and the student, a very private lesson you could say. Soon enough the black-haired boy heard his boyfriend's moaning and gasping and wasn't able to stop himself from doing the same. The first sharp wave of pleasure surged through his body when he touched the exposed, sensitive glans.

“It feels so good! Almost as good as yesterday.” Nicolas cried and watched Geoffroy's face, who smiled in answer. The little boy started massaging the shiny glans, spreading the sticky precum all over it. “I think I'm close.”

Another few strokes, delicate pinching, the constant rubbing – his actions were getting steadier and faster, providing him with the pure ecstasy. His crotch was on fire, more and more embers seemed to burn inside him, the stinging and tingling were now unbearable. Just like yesterday, just when Geoffroy swirled his tongue around the sensitive glans, the orgasm was coming. Nicolas clenched his eyes and instinctively grabbed his tight scrotum, feeling his pulsating testicles, which seemed to send his boyish cum out. He groaned again, and again, opening his mouth wide.

And Geoffroy was in heaven, he watched as the little innocent boy was having fun, shooting sticky sperm all over his naked chest. Geoffroy wanted him to finish first and was aware that it won't take long. After all, he was a teenage horny boy. He was so happy to see Nicolas masturbating for the first time, he was so glad that they will share this memory forever. With a final squirt, Nicolas emptied his balls, forming a clear, white pool on his abdomen.

“Help me now.” Geoffroy pleaded and watched as Nicolas soaked his fingers in the sticky substance and rubbed them, looking at his boyfriend. All wet, all sticky.

“I wish you were here to taste it.” Nicolas stated in a soft voice and placed three fingers in his mouth, moaning. “It's so delicious.” He tasted another sample of his sweet cum, zooming in his face and making sure that Geoffroy was watching him. He pulled out his tongue and licked another sperm-covered finger. “I imagine that this is your hard dick.” He didn't like swearing, but this word escaped his mouth before he was even able to think about it.

“Oh, damn... keep doing this.” Geoffroy cried, moving his hand faster and faster. Nicolas slid the whole finger into his mouth and looked directly at the webcam. The black haired boy sucked on his finger passionately, going in and out, in and out.

“Oh, Geoffroy!” Nicolas mumbled. “It's so big and wet, I can't wait till you share your cum with me. Mmm... Come on, cum for me, Geoffroy! I want to see your sperm!” He murmured causing Geoffroy to speed up his strokes.

The blond-haired boy was getting closer to the orgasm. He wondered if Nicolas's words alone could make him cum, the delicate voice, the innocent face. They seemed to ignite his body, he felt all hot, burning with lust. The tension was unbearable, but Nicolas kept doing it, saying dirty words, doing dirty things. Geoffroy clenched his hand around the hard, wet shaft and gasped. His mind went black for a second, he heard nothing but Nicolas's voice, he saw nothing but Nicolas's orgasm struck face.

And then it was over, he groaned so loud that Nicolas was afraid Geoffroy's orgasm will wake up everyone in the city of Paris. Geoffroy's body started shaking as his cum spurted from inside of his adolescent body, leaking down his scrotum and groins. It took him a few seconds to catch the breath, to open his eyes, and notice all the mess he caused. Even his hand was all sticky, full of warm, fresh sperm.

“Good job, Nick.” He let out a loud sigh. “But this isn't even half as good as you sucking on my rod.”

“I can imagine. S-so what...” Nicolas stopped talking mid-sentence. He noticed his friend quickly pulling the covers all over his body, Geoffroy turned off his camera. Soon the boy heard a familiar voice.

“Geoffroy? Can we talk, boy?” It was Geoffroy's father's voice. Monsieur Charles entered son's room without knocking. Nicolas was able to hear every step the man took, getting closer and closer. Soon he sat on the bed next to his son, who was totally naked, covered just by a thin blanket.

“I was just going to the sleep, dad.” Geoffroy said, his voice was all shaky.

“With the laptop between your legs? Really?” His father asked in jokingly tone. “I won't ask you any questions regarding these things you were just doing. It's okay.”

“I wasn't really...”

“However, there's one question I would like to ask you.” The man interrupted him. “Yesterday you did not tell me about Nicolas? He was with you in the Doctor's office. What was the reason?”

“I'm not sure. It's just – was it that important? I mean, we were both there, yeah.” Geoffroy confessed, feeling all scared. He wasn't expecting his father will find out the truth.

“I just think... It's only a question. Are you sure that the man didn't hurt Nicolas? We are looking for potential victims now.”

“No, dad. We just...” Geoffroy paused to think about his answer, he knew his father won't stop asking questions until he knows the truth. ”I do care about him. We were called there for the first time and the doctor scared us. That's why I told you about what happened. Nicolas can only confirm this.”

“I see. You seem to hang out with him a lot lately.” Charles said, looking at his son, quizzically.

“Well, I was about to ask you if I can invite him for a sleepover. We could play some games all night and day long!” Geoffroy smiled, he tried to change the subject of the conversation.

Charles was a man wise beyond his age, he had a lot of experience regarding business deals, but still struggled to understand his son's behavior. At first, he became rather suspicious but decided to trust his son. It was only a sleepover, there was nothing wrong about them, Geoffroy had quite a few of them in the past.

On the other hand, his boy was changing, maturing, entering the difficult phase of the puberty, the nightmare of every parent. Still, his son was a good boy and lied only rarely. If boys were indeed in some kind of relationship he wasn't going to stand in their way. He did not want to be like his own father.

“It's alright, Geoffroy. All I want you to be happy. To my surprise, you aren't one of these spoiled kids. I consider this a success looking at my friends' sons and daughters. Poor bastards.” He smiled. “However. One more question, sir!”

“Yes?”

“Why Nicolas? Why do you like him? Is he your special friend? Or?” Charles asked, looking straight into his boy's eyes to uncover the truth. And the boy's eyes answered his question. He knew the answer before his son opened his mouth.

"Nicolas is my friend, dad. I like him very, very much. Know what I mean? You were telling me your stories about you and your friend. I do not want Nicolas to leave me. He's great." Geoffroy said honestly, without a single blink. This question was surely unexpected but at the same time, he wasn't going to lie in any way.

Nicolas, who was hearing this whole conversation blushed and smiled. Was Geoffroy just confessing his feelings, telling the pure truth? Charles wasn't quite happy because his son confirmed only some rumors, but at the same time, it made him feel better that his son was trusting him and speaks his mind, without using some silly tricks. Or perhaps there was something more about it? Perhaps he was afraid that Nicolas will have a bad influence on his son? Or that Nicolas will take the precious, little Geoffroy away?

“I just thought...” Charles reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box. “That you are big enough to use these one day. No pressure, though.” He smiled and put the item on the table next to bed. Geoffroy curiously examined the box and shouted.

“Dad, gross!” The boy exclaimed and started laughing “This is weird!”

“Well, better to be safe than sorry, Geoff. Good night.” The man stood up and looked once again at his young boy, narrowing his eyes. “You know, it sure smells familiar in here.” Charles smirked and closed the door behind him.

“What's this?” The black-haired asked.

“Condoms. I'm 12 and my father gave me condoms. Oh damn.” He smiled, looking at the small package. “What am I supposed to do? Chew on them? He got it all wrong, but he is trying his best, heh.”

Well, of course. Nicolas was clueless.

“What are these for?” He asked.

It was a one long night as Geoffroy began to explain to his innocent friend how condoms can be used. Nicolas was rather surprised. After all, tasting the sweet boyish cum was a far better option.

***

Clotaire hated Thursdays, but he adored Mondays. Oh yes, there were a few reasons for doing so. On the Thursdays he was sitting pretty much in the front of the class, unable to look at Geoffroy, without making the boy aware of it. Plus, all classes were extremely boring, melting his young brain. It was well known that he hated math, biology, French and English lessons. As a matter of fact, he attended the school only because Geoffroy was there. And the fact that only six days were left until holidays didn't help him much. Obviously, the summertime would mean that he won't see Geoffroy at all, so he figured out he should act pretty much here and now, hoping for some luck.

He loved Mondays because of the physical education classes at the swimming pool. Clotaire wasn't taking part in them and usually watched over the locker rooms. Staring at his classmates undressing and changing was the thing he adored. It was like a watching a soft porn movie in a real life. The buzzing hormones were making him horny, full of thoughts he could not control. It was painful, watching Geoffroy, who was wearing his loose boxers was an ordeal for him. Clotaire wished to simply walk by and touch the boy of his dreams, squeeze his buttocks, kiss his neck, suck on his nipples. Sure, he knew that he will never gather the courage, but he was ready to risk everything. That's why he loved the Mondays. Because his evening masturbatory sessions were, even more, fun. Realistic. Sticky.

“I wonder if they noticed anything yet. If they go to the toilets again... Yeah, I will be fine.” He thought, planning his actions and looking at the clock. Another five minutes.

He was unable to tell what exactly caused him to feel the overwhelming lust. Was it the fact that he was the horny gay teenager who simply admired Geoffroy? Was it because of Geoffroy's eyes? His body? His cute smile? After all, he liked most of the boys but this one, made him suffer stronger and stronger every hour. Clotaire wasn't able to stand looking at the two happy boys, who were now in relationship greater than their friendship. If only he could separate them, make them fight, he wouldn't blink twice. The burning jealousy obscured his rational thinking, he was unable to think about other things, his bad mood was growing.

As soon as the school's bell rang announcing the long break between classes Clotaire was the first one to run to the toilets. He walked over to one of the stalls, locked the door behind him and sat on top of the toilet, waiting. Sure enough, Clotaire could not tell if this will work. but he was patient now, like a hunter waiting for an easy prey. Wishing to get some information he was ready to sacrifice anything. This could not be achieved without spying on two, clueless boys. He held his breath, started singing some song quietly, just to kill the time.

“Come on, guys...” He whispered, looking at the clock.

Two more minutes passed. Clotaire was about to go outside when he heard the footsteps and the door being opened. To his disappointment, this was just a single student, who came there to use the urinal. The teenager sighed quietly, listening to the sound of the urine stream striking the water as the whole room filled with the delicate urine aroma. As soon as the stranger walked over to the sink to wash his hands the door opened again. Bingo! Clotaire could actually recognize Nicolas's voice, the second boy had to be Geoffroy.

“Yeah, sure, why not?” Both boys entered the toilet and looked at the boy washing his hands, who was just leaving. Geoffroy pointed his finger toward the toilet stalls. Clotaire held his breath and covered his face with hands.

“Hey, is anybody here?” The blond-haired boy asked, waiting for an answer. “I think we are alone Nick. Sooo...”

“Were you serious?” Nicolas asked in rather excited voice, Clotaire noticed it right away, he wondered what was going on. Were they going to fuck right there?

“Yeah, I think we could have a sleepover tomorrow. You could spend the whole weekend at my place. My dad promised to call your parents.” Geoffroy explained, the same voice, all excited. “Think of the possibilities.”

“Oh, what about today? My parents aren't home and you said we will watch it.” Nicolas asked.

“Yeah, I got the movie. It's pretty sick. I downloaded it yesterday and haven't got a chance to watch it yet.”

“A movie?” Clotaire thought. “What movie?” For a brief second, he thought he was mistaken, that both boys were only friends and in fact, there's no romantic relationship between them. But then he figured out what was going on. The jealousy and rage filled him at the same time. He wanted to smack Nicolas across the face. He wanted the black-haired kid to cry.

“Damn, your zizi looked so delicious yesterday. I hope we will... you know. Do it again after school.” Nicolas suggested, blushing a little. He still had problems expressing his emotions, especially when they were connected to the sexuality.

“Eh, Nick...” Geoffroy's loud gasp could be heard for a brief second. The boys were kissing. Nicolas was the one to breathe deeply and moan as his boyfriend explored his mouth using tongue. “You are so hot. Hard already?” Geoffroy asked, and the toilet filled with Nicolas's low whimper when he grabbed the boy's package.

“Are you surprised, really? Think of it, six days till summertime. No more school, no more secrets...” The black-haired teenager began whispering, but the spying boy was able to hear every single word. “I just hope that Clotaire won't bother us again. Stupid jerk.”

Clotaire blushed in anger, the single vein on his forehead started pulsating, his heart beating was getting faster and faster with every second. His blood was boiling. He wondered what they would do now if he came out of the stall and stood in front of them. Would they laugh or cry? Would they beg for mercy? Every idea that rushed through his mind seemed like a solution to his problem. But for some reason, every single of them included Nicolas being beaten up. Clotaire needed something to blackmail them both, but he was not sure if what he just heard was enough. To say the truth, the boy was not very popular among his peers, and no one would believe him. He needed better proof, something nasty, and he believed that at some point he will get it. However, that wasn't changing the fact that he wanted to beat little Nicolas up.

“Remember?” Geoffroy remarked. “Don't think about him. I will keep you safe.”

Of course, Clotaire hoped to hear a few more words from Geoffroy's mouth, but the object of his adoration quickly changed the subject of their conversation. Clotaire wanted to know what Geoffroy thinks about him. He wondered if the boy liked him, or if he was his type. Everything seemed so complicated because of the little Nick, if only he was the first to claim Geoffroy, he would make him happy. In his dreams they were hanging out a lot, having fun, having one rough and passionate sex. Sucking every inch of his boyfriend's body, satisfying him, making sure that his balls were always empty, this was he wished for.

But now, he was full of hate, which started spreading all over his brain and body, as he could not bear the thought of two boys being in a relationship.

“I will get you sooner or later, my sweet Geoffroy.” Clotaire thought, biting his lip.

The both boys walked out of the stalls as soon as some other kid entered the toilet. They casually washed their hands and without saying a single word they left the room. Clotaire himself waited a moment, then trying not to show any emotion. He opened the door and looked at himself the mirror. His face was all red, and rage filling his body only made him feel more desperate. The angry teenager punched the tiled wall with his bare hand, expecting that this will make him better, but the bleeding wound wasn't making things easier. He cursed and noticed some first grader watching him, paralyzed with the fear.

“Get lost kid.” He shouted and started walking toward the little boy, who quickly ran out of the toilet. “Get the fuck out of here!”

Deep inside his brain, Clotaire's thoughts were changing, transforming, evolving. That single event shaped him forever, he stopped dreaming and realized he was in one critical position, with no way out. The summer getting closer meant that his plan needed to work as soon as possible, that during the week before the holidays the boys will need to commit at least one mistake. And this mistake should allow Clotaire to take advantage of the young Geoffroy. If only things were so easy, if only he could find a way to humiliate them both, to destroy their relationship.

For the rest of the day he was glad to sit in the front of the class. Every single glance at the object of his desires caused him to feel physical pain. Oh yes, the suffering was slowly tearing him apart as the obsession was growing stronger and stronger. Geoffroy was the only thing he needed in his life, he was ready not to eat, to drink. For a brief second, he wondered how hard would it be to kill the little Nicolas, taking him out of the game forever. Or simply make him move away from the city, make him nothing more but a memory. A bad one.

“Clotaire, you are mentally ill already, punk.” The voice in his head said. The boy covered his face with both hands and tried to focus on the lesson. But the usual thing happened, Clotaire soon fell asleep.

***

“So, what's the name of this movie?” Nicolas asked, looking at his friend, and smiling shyly. To say the truth, he could not believe that he was about to see it.

“You wanted a gay one, yeah? It's, heh, Horny School Teens. The description suggested they are like 18.” Geoffroy replied. “No idea what are they doing. Just burned the disc today's morning. Will be fun, sure.”

There was a huge list of reasons why Nicolas wanted to see his first porn movie. He had never seen one and was interested in how it looked like. Were people really stripping and doing it in front of the camera? But this was so humiliating, what was the point of it? Getting paid for sex, so other people can watch it instead of doing it themselves? Or were porn films made only for kids their age? Because the adults could easily have normal sex? His mind was racing and more and more questions appeared inside it. Plus, Geoffroy mentioned that there should be some part showing how to use the condoms. What for? They were both guys, they could not make a baby. Also, Nicolas quietly hoped that thanks to the gay porn he will ultimately determine whether he was gay or not. He already accepted this fact, but was curious like most of the teenagers his age.

“Sounds fun.” Nicolas said. “So, about the sleepover, or... about your father. Do you think he suspected something? He was pretty open minded, huh ?”

Geoffroy's father did not treat his son like a child but like a young adult. And the best proof for it was the gift Geoffroy received the last night. He was not sure if his father would mind him having sex with a classmate, but on the other hand, he showed no signs of disapproval. It's not like they were discussing it before, this was taboo, of course. Most certainly, Charles understood the needs of maturing boys and the whole process taking place in their bodies. He figured out that yesterday he almost caught Geoffroy masturbating, but took it as something normal.

“Well, it's not like I'm going to tell him about you anyway. But he knows we are really close.” Geoffroy responded and grabbed his boyfriend's hand. They walked down the street holding hands and nobody even looked at them.

“I think we're still that age when everyone finds it cute. Let's try again in one year from now. ”Nicolas laughed, clenching his hand even tighter. “It's hard to believe it's been only two days. I'm so happy with you! Yay, Geoffroy!”

As soon as they entered Nicolas's house and started undressing Geoffroy started the fun. In a few seconds, the black-haired boy felt the delicate kissed all over his neck as Geoffroy hugged him from behind. They were so close, both of them burning, full of teenage lust, full of tension, which was meant to be released soon. Their bodies were ready, Nicolas could sense his boyfriend's hardness pressing against his buttocks. To say the truth Nicolas could hardly stop himself from moaning, he wished to have sex with Geoffroy right there, near the front door. They would undress rather quickly, rest on top of each other, explore their young bodies.

“Geoffroy, stop. The movie, right?!” Nicolas suggested and groaned a little, as he felt his classmate's hand pressing against his boyish package. The sweet flames of desire filled the smaller boy's abdomen, they danced around, making him crazy.

“I know, Nick. Just wanted to say hello to you!” Geoffroy smirked, massaging Nicolas's bulge, looking directly into boy's eyes. “Lead the way!”

“Should I make some popcorn?” Nicolas asked as they both rushed to his room. They were in heat, obsessed by sexual desires, giggling, grabbing each other, letting their dirty minds shape thoughts into the words.

“More like porncorn!” Geoffroy exclaimed and laughed. “Okay, here we go. Just give it a few seconds. Man, your computer is so slow!” The teenager said, his voice was full of irritation. But this was the only choice they had, the only place where they could watch the movie without being disturbed.

Soon, the black window appeared on the screen, followed by random titles listing the actors and studio credits. Both boys were sitting on the bed waiting in anticipation, smiling at each other from time to time. Geoffroy grabbed Nicolas's palm and started massaging it gently, he adored the fact that they were tasting the forbidden fruit together.

The first scene of the movie amused both boys. The actor playing the lead role was a black-haired guy, dressed in a school uniform. He was sitting in the middle class, but all other desks were empty. “What the hell is he doing there?” Nicolas thought not aware that most of the porn productions were lacking a basic plot. Sure enough, he expected some action.

“You want to rewind it?” Geoffroy asked, a grimace appeared on his face.

“No, I want to see what will happen next, and why the hell is he sitting there alone.” Nicolas answered, causing Geoffroy to roll his eyes.

“You are expecting way too much I think.”

Nicolas's face expressed confusion for a longer moment. The guy in the movie walked closer to the teacher's desk and sat on top of it, spreading his legs over the edge, trying to look as sexy as possible. The teenagers watched as the camera focused on actor's face and his mouth sucking on a pen. It started moving lower, following man's hand down until he reached his black pants. Unzipping his fly the man reached inside his jeans massaging the shaft hidden from the viewers. He released a groan and looked at the camera as if he wanted to encourage the viewer to start the masturbatory session. Well, both boys were still soft expecting what would happen next. They did not say a word for a minute and watched the man masturbating himself in his clothes. Nicolas broke the dreaded silence.

“There's no plot, right?”

“Yeah, sort of. That's the point.” Geoffroy exclaimed impatiently, he wished to feel Nicolas's hot body again. “You are supposed to watch these and get off quickly. Should we?”

No answer. Nicolas was still watching the movie, learning, as more and more perverted images were carved into his mind. The second man walked inside the room, getting closer to the first one, embracing and kissing him on the lips. The masturbating guy grabbed his lover's tie and pulled it downwards, while the other actor began unbuttoning his shirt, licking his face at the same time. The next few minutes they were slowly undressing from every single piece of clothing, dropping them all on the floor, next to the desk. Nicolas tried to remember everything and watched carefully as men caressed their nipples, licked bodies and get rid of their pants. After a moment they were standing next to each other only in the underwear, still massaging bulges in their pants. The bulges that seemed gigantic.

“Are you hard yet?” Nicolas asked his friend, looking at friend's crotch.

“Yeah, this is getting hot.”

“I wonder...” Nicolas started, getting closer to his boyfriend and placing his hand on Geoffroy's knee. “I can show you what I've learned so far.” He smiled, placing his lips on boy's neck, but still watched things that were happening on screen.

It took him about ten seconds. Nicolas's small hand pressed against Geoffroy's erection as he tried to grab and stroke it, he wished to wrap his small fingers around this hot rod, to caress it. He loved the fact that he could control Geoffroy with a single touch, how lucky he was? How lucky was he to have the precious blond-haired boy as his boyfriend? To hear his loud moan as he kept the massage going. To see him pulling his shirt off, exposing the silky, perfect chest and two tasty nipples. Oh yes, Nicolas was the luckiest boy ever! He knew it!

“You are learning fast, Nick.” Geoffroy could barely breathe as he felt that Nicolas was licking his hard nipples. “But, but...“ He gasped when the spasm of pleasure exploded inside him as Nicolas made another successful attempt at grabbing his penis. “We are much better actors.”