Measuring Up

It had been a long day for Finn and he was feeling tired, almost falling asleep while the teacher droned on about numbers… Or was it chemicals? He didn't even know any more. Finally, the bell rang through the school, causing Finn to jump in his seat, letting out a little grunt of surprise.

"At last!" Finn thought, picking up his bag and slowly walking out of the classroom.

Walking around the corner, he suddenly remembered that he had detention so he let out a huff of air, wondering whether or not to go. However, he had been skipping so many lessons and being late, he was bound to be kicked out soon. So, with trepidation, he dragged himself to the room, his bag along behind him.

As he approached the room, he looked through the windows and saw Kyle sitting there alone with his head on the desk. He stared for a second, wondering where the teacher was. Finn started to get a little nervous. He'd wanted Kyle for so long and so much, it was hard to act normal in a room with him and here he was, alone in a room in a near-enough empty school. He decided to balls up and put his bad boy persona on before strolling into the room loudly, Kyle's head jumping up from the desk, eyes glaring at Finn.

"What the fuck you doing here?" Kyle asked Finn, thinking about how long he had wanted Finn alone.

"Got detention, didn't I? Where's the teacher?"

"She left ages ago, told me to just stay here. She's probably going to be gone for like an hour and I'm so fucking bored!"

Finn took a seat next to Kyle, sweating a little at being so close to Kyle. He could smell his aftershave and it turned Finn on, it was all Kyle. The boys sat there for a few minutes, just staring at different places in the room before Kyle tipped the contents of his bag onto the table and started to sort through it. Finn just watched him rearrange things, looking at Kyle's hands. He stared, they looked really soft. Finn slowly began to imagine them stroking his body, maybe sliding over his torso while he and Kyle kissed, sliding down to his ass and squeezing it before travelling to the front and cupping his…

"FINN!" shouted Kyle, punching him lightly on the arm, smirking.

"What? Fuck off."

"Dude, I don't know what you were thinking about but I'd adjust yourself if I were you." Kyle replied, winking.

Confusion set on Finn's face and Kyle looked down, Finn following his eyes to his crotch, a huge tent travelling down his leg, raising the material so hard it was near to ripping. Finn blushed and stammered, trying to cover his dick with his hands.

"You're pretty huge, mate." Kyle picked his ruler up from the table. "Ever measured it?"

"What?! No!" Finn stuttered, getting redder by the second, trying desperately to get his cock down to at least half-hard.

"What I'm getting at is… Do you want to?" Kyle winked at Finn, his own dick pushing his trousers up. Finn saw it and gasped, pre-cum leaking from his own and wetting his underwear with the copious amounts.

Finn couldn't answer but just nodded his head lightly, causing Kyle to grin widely before pressing his hand to Finn's crotch.

"This is gonna be a lot of fun!"