So for the past two years I've had a crush on this guy who has always gone to school with me but we hadn't really known eachother at all up until sixth form. He ended up in two () classes with me and one of his other classes was in the room opposite my other class, in a building made up solely of those two rooms. Needless to say, I saw him very often, every day, and, to my surprise, started to develop feelings for him. I didn't really see it coming, because he was never anything special when I'd seen him around school in the years previously but puberty had done him wonders!

Anyway, we spoke every so often for a month or two, and I tried my hardest to conceal my feelings, which was difficult during class because we sat within eachother's view in the two classes we shared. One day we were moved up to an ICT Suite to work on a project and he leaned against one of the tables and his ass was resting perfectly on the edge. I swear I have never broken a sweat and had my heart rate increase so fast in my damn life holy ****.

The next time we were in class we had a break between the two hour slots and he got onto the table and lay down on his stomach so the curvature of his sweet cake was visible for me the class to see. Of course, no one else thought anything of it but I was sat there trying to contain myself from leaping up onto the table and mounting him there and then Since it was during the five minute break I made a quick exit out of the room and into the common room to speak to some of my friends to distract myself

After a couple of weeks it was discovered that one of my crush's friends liked one of my friends, and both of our friendship groups were encouraging the two of them to go out, whilst teasing them a little bit too. As a result I ended up speaking to my crush more often, usually about our friends and finding out how his friend felt about my friend but tbh I didn't give a **** because I was too busy thinking about how much I wanted this guy. After about a month, my crush's friend decided to start messaging my friend, and both of our friend groups were becoming rather interested and engrossed in the unexpected relationship that blossomed between the two of them. For weeks following, I messaged my crush regarding our friends and got to know him fairly well.

A week later, I was sat in class by myself, (the others on my table were on a trip) so my crush invited me over to sit at his table. We got to talking about our lives and our backgrounds etc. He told me I sounded 'posh' and I explained that it was because my family are from a quiet little village in rural England, and I was quite determined to not let the city slang work its way into my vocabulary. We kept talking and ended up talking about real deep **** like my depression in 2011 and stuff.

The next time we spoke, we starting talking about music, and I mentioned how I produce my own songs and do the occasional remix. He told me that I should remix one of his favourite songs and wrote down the name of the song on a piece of paper. As soon as I got home I sniffed that piece of paper till I felt dizzy and got to work and finished the remix in a matter of hours it was really ****** but I was trying so hard to impress him anyhow he said the remix was great and I ended up doing another one

About a month later I turned up to English class 5 minutes early and my crush was there too I sat down to get my books out and he grabbed my chair and dragged it out (while I was still sat on it) to the middle of the room. He then proceeded to run his hands in circles across my chest and stomach and rub me whilst standing behind me moaning and **** I started to panic a tad when I started to feel myself react physically to the situation and to both my delight and dismay, he went on to sit on my rather excited lap and wiggle his phat cake on me good god it was the most intimate I had ever been with a guy so I savoured EVERY DAMN MOMENT anyway I played along with it and tried to disguise my joy by pretending to be weirded out and somewhat repulsed. To my relief, a few classmates had begun to come in, so he got up off of me and sat down at his table whilst I dragged my chair back to my table and tried to calm myself down

A couple of classes later he was leaning back on his chair and he pulled up his shirt to massage his stomach and lawd gawd was I aroused During the break between the two lessons he unzipped his trousers to re-arrange his junk and he was wearing tight boxer briefs and I got to see a rough idea of what was there

He told me that I should remix one of his favourite songs and wrote down the name of the song on a piece of paper. As soon as I got home I sniffed that piece of paper till I felt dizzy