Owen
by David Heulfryn

 

Owen had a spring in his step as he walked to college. He had to hand in his final essay, and then all he had to do was wait for his final results. In the autumn, he would be off to university. He couldn’t wait to go. He was desperate to leave the family home and the cramped bedroom he shared with his four brothers.

The Twins were permanently horny and seemed to be wanking constantly in the room, especially at night and in the mornings. Nick and Charlie, his older brothers, always teased him about his lack of girlfriends. He was tired of being accused of being a virgin. But it was true. It was a source of disappointment for him, eighteen years old and still a virgin. It’s not because he hasn’t tried, but because all his girlfriends weren’t ready, and he wasn’t the person to pressure them. His most recent girlfriend had split up with him when he told her that he was going away to university. She had decided to get a job and wanted to move on with her life. Dating a student felt too much like dating a schoolboy. Owen was going to the local university, but he had to move into the halls of residence despite living only a few miles away. But Owen didn’t mind. He would either be assigned his own room or share it with only one other boy. Even sharing with one boy seemed like a luxury compared with sharing with his four brothers. He tried to plead with her that they could make it work, but she dismissed all his suggestions. Within a week, he saw her on a date with one of the other guys in his class. It made him feel sick and used.

The college was quiet when Owen arrived. Most students were in lessons, and those few milling about either had a free period or were like Owen, only there to hand in some final coursework.

He walked down the corridor to Ms Campbell’s classroom. He peered through the small glass panel on the door. She was alone, so he knocked on her door and went in.

“Morning, Miss.” Owen smiled and approached her.

She was sitting behind a large wooden desk in front of the neatly arranged desks and chairs the students sat at. Ms Campbell was a young teacher in her early thirties with long dark hair and a naturally sultry look. Owen thought she was sexy but didn’t go as far as his friends in talking about her and wished she would accept favours for good grades.

“Hello, Owen. How are you?” She asked.

“Good, Miss.” He handed her a large envelope containing his final essay. “Just dropping off my final essay.”

“I hope it’s as good as your others, Owen.” She smiled at her student.

“I did my best, Miss.” Owen didn’t want her to think he didn’t apply himself.

She chuckled, “I know, Owen. Your work has always been one of the best. And I have no doubt you will get the grades to go to university.”

“I hope so.” Owen shuffled nervously.

“Owen. You are one of my best students. You have the talent. The future is ahead of you, and you can decide what that future is. You have a natural ability with history, and I do not doubt you will excel at university.”

“Thanks, Miss.” Owen blushed at the compliments.

“So, what do you have planned over the summer? I expect you and Joelly will enjoy some free time together.” She knew that he was going out with Joelly, his girlfriend.

“We broke up.” Owen looked at his feet. “She doesn’t want a relationship with a student and called me schoolboy.”

“Oh, I am sorry, Owen. She was here about ten minutes ago and never said anything.”

Owen had fallen for Joelly, but the feelings weren’t mutual.

“She was here with Drew.” She stopped talking as she could see it was upsetting Owen. “I know it’s easy for me to say, but you need to move on. When you go to university, you will meet a lot more young women. So many people find their first husband or wife at university. So just go and have fun. Meet new people, experience new things.” She smiled at Owen. “I met my husband at university, and we’ve been married for eight years now.”

“I didn’t know you were married, Miss.” Owen was surprised.

“I may be a teacher, but I have a life outside the classroom.” She smiled at Owen.

“Sorry, Miss.” Owen sounded apologetic.

Ms Cambell laughed. She stood and reached out and placed her hand on his arm. “Let me give you some advice, Owen.” He raised his head to look at her. “Stop apologising. Have the confidence to be who you want to be. You are an intelligent young man. You’ve lost some confidence since you’ve been going out with Joelly. If I’ve noticed, others have. It didn’t affect your college work, so I didn’t feel it was my place to say anything. But don’t let other people change you. You are a handsome young man; the perfect woman is out there for you.”

Owen blushed. “Thanks, Miss.”

“Take what time you need to get over Joelly before going to university. Make a fresh start.”

“I will, Miss. I am really looking forward to going and getting away from all my brothers and finally having some space of my own.”

“You’ll love it for the first few weeks, but I guarantee you’ll miss them.”

“I think you’re right.” Owen laughed. “The Twins are a pain but quite funny.”

“I forgot about them.” She sighed, “I think I’ve got them next year.” She smiled, “Any ideas on how to deal with them? How to tell them apart would help.”

“I’ve lived with them all their life. I just seem to know.” Owen said.

“I’ll manage. If one is naughty, I’ll punish them both.” Ms Campbell chuckled.

“I’ll tell them that. It may work. But I doubt it. They just don’t seem to stop messing around.”

“Well, good luck, Owen. I wish you the best and hope you enjoy all that university has to offer. And perhaps find that special someone.”

“Thanks, Miss. I enjoyed your classes and all the help you gave me. I appreciate it.”

“You’re worth it, Owen. Don’t ever forget that.”

Owen blushed again and smiled at his teacher. “Thanks, Miss. Bye.”

Owen left and closed the door behind him. He took a deep breath. He had nothing to do for the rest of the day, and this would be the last time he had to come to college. He decided to take one last look around and went outside.

Owen found himself at the place where he’d asked out Joelly. He’d felt elated when she agreed. It was also the place where they shared their first kiss. Owen grew hard as he reminisced. His bulge was becoming prominent, and he didn’t want others to see it. Owen made his way to the back of the science block, where he and Joelly had their first full-on snog. As he turned the corner, he stopped dead in his tracks.

Drew leaned back against the red brick, his jeans around his ankles and his tee shirt lifted to reveal his firm, flat stomach. Joelly was on her knees with Drew’s hard cock between her lips. She was sucking his cock, and it looked like she was enjoying it, so did Drew. He had his eyes closed as he took pleasure in her tongue, rubbing the underside of his cock.

Owen was shocked to see his ex-girlfriend blowing his friend. She had never done that to him, so why would she do it for Drew? Owen could feel his cock straining against his jeans. He watched her red lips move up and down his shaft. Drew’s cock slid easily into her mouth, her throat gripping him, and gentle moans floated over to Owen. They hadn’t seen him standing and watching. His eyes were wide, shocked, and starting to water. His body split in two, his head filled with pain as he felt his ex-girlfriend was betraying him, but below the waist, his cock was rigid and throbbed. Owen was unaware of his cock as his eyes dripped tears onto his cheek while his cock oozed precum into his briefs.

He watched as Joelly released Drew’s cock. She held it up while sucking in one of his balls. Drew thrust his hips forward. Joelly’s hand stroked his slimy cock as her tongue tickled his testicles. Owen was focusing on Drew’s cock. The foreskin getting pulled down, and his red and angry knob emerging. Drew bucked his hips, raised his hands and grabbed his head. He thrust his hips again, and his cock erupted. Cum flew upwards and landed in Joelly’s hair. After his first powerful spurt, the rest leaked out and dribbled down Joelly’s hand.

Owen wiped away a tear and wondered why she would never do that to him. He looked down and realised his cock was hard. Then he felt the dampness on his skin. He had cum in his briefs.

Owen sneaked away and walked home, his head lowered, looking at the pavement. His grief gradually turned to anger. Joelly was a bitch! She fucking teased him and dumped him for Drew. He would have let her suck him off. Drew’s cock wasn’t much bigger than his. What did that boy have that he didn’t? All these thoughts rolled around his head, his face tensing up and falling as another tear emerged. Bitch! He screamed in his thoughts. But he couldn’t keep that hate and anger in him long. He wasn’t the sort of person who could hate for long; Owen wasn’t a hateful person.

When Owen got home, he went to his bedroom. The house was quiet; no one was home. It felt strange to be in his bedroom alone. He looked at the bed The Twins slept in and imagined them lying naked and wanking, like they did so many times. How could Owen be so different to them? He was uptight and frigid, and they were carefree and promiscuous.

Owen pulled off his tee shirt and felt his nipples harden as the cool air brushed over them. He tweaked his left nipple and felt his cock leak another drop of his spent spunk into his briefs. He thought of Drew and Joelly again; her lips on his cock must have felt so good. Owen sat on The Twin’s bed and kicked off his trainers. His crotch felt sticky, and he needed a shower. He pulled off his socks and unbuttoned his jeans as he stood up. They fell to his feet, and Owen looked down at his damp crotch. He squeezed his bulge and felt his cum squelch onto his hand. His cock was lengthening and firming up. Owen pushed down his briefs; they dropped past his knees to join his crumpled jeans at his feet. He pried his hardening cock from his balls; the drying spunk had glued his skin together.

Owen stroked his cock; he was now rigid and groaned. He kicked the pile of clothes from his feet and flopped onto The Twin’s bed. Owen was too eager to pump out another load of spunk to waste time climbing to his top bunk, besides The Twins wanked so much on their bed that they wouldn’t notice if he added another load. Owen frantically wanked his cock, the image of Joelly with her lips wrapped around Drew’s cock in his head. He squeezed his eyelids tight and changed the image; it was now Joelly with her lips around his cock. Owen groaned. He wished it had actually happened. The image of Owen dissolved back into Drew, the cock in Joelly’s mouth becoming bigger and longer. Owen groaned and moaned, his hand a blur on his shaft. The image changed again, Joelly dissolved, and different lips were now on Drew’s cock. Owen grunted when he saw his face. He was on his knees, sucking Drew’s cock. He felt a jolt from his balls that made his sticky cock throb in his fingers.

The image of Drew grunted, and his cock lurched between Owen’s lips. He imagined his cock spewing cum into his mouth and down his throat. Owen groaned as his imagination went wild, and he choked on the imagined cum. At the same time, Owen’s cock erupted, and he shot cum over his chest and belly.

Owen relaxed and panted to catch his breath. The exertion had taken it out of him, and he released his sticky cock and let his cummy hand rest on The Twin’s duvet. Owen kept his eyes closed as the thought of Drew cumming down his throat went through his mind on a loop.

 

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