Behind the Bike Sheds - Part 1, I'll meet you behind the Bike Sheds

This is an English expression used in relation to “relations” in schools. It refers to hiding away and taking part in an activity which would surely get you in to trouble, or possibly expelled. Such as smoking or drinking alcohol.

You may all be wondering if at this point I have taken leave of my senses. No, I was reminded of this expression the other day when Alex got talking about his days at school. Personally, believe it or not I was a good girl at school. However, it did set me thinking how good it would have been to share a class or year with Alex back then.

Some of our readers may have been fortunate enough to meet at school and then go on and marry. Alex and I were not so fortunate, in fact we didn’t even live in the same city. So no way were we going to hook up at school. Even so it would be nice to imagine how things would have been…

It was a hot summers day. A rare thing here in England. I was wearing my navy just above the knee skirt, white cotton shirt, regulation school tie, ankle socks and flat black shoes. School uniform sucked but we had to wear it.

My desk was over by the window next to the smelliest girl in class, Dawn. Boy did she smell on hot days like today. My only relief from this odious, odorous torture was an occasional chance to glance at the new guy in class. His name was Alex and he had moved from across town about 2 weeks ago. He was everything I desired in a man, the typical tall dark and handsome type. I had also notice he wore large shoes (yes I do think there is an element of truth in that saying).

Alex seemed to have noticed me too, giving me quick glances with a smile that could break knicker elastic. At least I hoped so. During the course of the lesson I managed to scribble a quick note for him, it read “Alex wait behind after class, we can do lunch together”. When the teacher turned her back to write on the board I passed this over to him. Paul who sat at the side of Alex smiled, in a kind of knowing way. He knew we fancied the pants off each other but we tried not to make it general knowledge, as I was seeing a guy in another class.

The lesson passed and we both fumbled around in our desks and bags, allowing the rest of the class to escape for lunch. Alex pushed his chair under the desk and made his way over to me. “I didn’t think you were that interested, as you are going out with Simon”, Alex remarked. “He’s an arse, I’m finishing with him tonight” I replied, hoping that Simon would not deter Alex from pursuing anything with me.

Alex took hold of my hand and asked, “Where shall we go so we can be alone together”? I knew just the place. Hand in hand I led Alex to the far corner of the playground, towards the bike sheds. The bike sheds conveniently faced away from the school and were surrounded on two sides by a large laurel hedge. Entry was via the side against the hedge.

I pulled Alex inside and guided him to the far end, pressing him up against the last bike rail. “You don’t waste any time, do you?” he said in a slightly breathless voice. “We don’t have time to waste” I replied. He was looking down my shirt, watching my young breasts heave inside my white lace bra. “Do you like them”?, I cheekily asked. “You have great boobs, most of the guys in the class think so” he smiled back at me. I slipped undone the top 2 buttons of my blouse and reached for Alex’s hand. He was warm and perspiring slightly. I pushed it inside my blouse and into the cup of my bra, he trembled a little as I did this (was I his first?).

With a soft moan he gave me a gentle squeeze and then began to massage me with a circular motion. My nipples were beginning to stiffen with the attention and my breathing was now shallow and fast. I pushed myself towards Alex and forced my tongue deep in to his mouth. We kissed passionately, hard and impatient. I broke away from him and began to unzip him.

The grey flannel of his trousers outlined his growing erection perfectly. Just to the side of the zipper was a very small damp patch, Alex was obviously aroused. I reached inside his flies and found my prize inside his black boxers. He was just begining to firm up and I wanted to hurry things along a little. I reached up under my skirt, hooked a finger under each side of my panties and stepped out of them. Having nowhere else to put them and no time to consider it, I placed them in my skirt side pocket.

I pulled Alex’s hand free from my left breast and squatted down in front of him. Releasing him from the confines of his pants, I licked the small blob of pre cum from his tip. He shuddered and placed a hand on the back of my head. His cock was now twitching with excitement. I pulled back his foreskin and ran my tongue around his plumb. Tickling the frenulum with hard flicks of my tongue. He began to sag at the knees and reset on top of the rail. I zig zagged my tongue down the length of his hardening shaft.

Alex was now breathing rapidly and audibly excited, with his head tilted towards the ceiling. I took the tip of his cock in my mouth and firmly closed my lips around him. I sucked down hand on him rubbing my tongue around the underside of his erection. I tasted his sweet pre cum as he oozed in to my hungry mouth.

Bobbing up and down, sucking and licking him soon had him on the brink of orgasm. “Suze, stop I’ll cum in your mouth if you keep doing that to me”, he confessed. I liked the idea of him shooting his load down my throat but needed him inside me more. “Alex, will you fuck me?”, more of a demand than a request. With that, he stood up and moved round, manoeuvring me against the bar.

I raised myself on to the top and secured myself, wrapping a leg around each support. The rail was cold but worth the slight discomfort. Alex was now stroking himself in long deliberate moves. I love to watch a guy doing that. Anyway, where was I? Yes, I was now very wet and ready for him to penetrate me. Raising my skirt Alex moved in between my spread legs. My pussy felt a little cold as the summer breeze blew across my wet mound.

He guided his thick hard cock in to me with his hand. Precarious as my position was it facilitated just enough pelvic tilt for Alex to grind in to me. And that he did, his pubescent cock wanting to feast on my pussy. I placed my arms around his shoulders for added stability as I rose up to meet his thrusts.

Alex’s eyes rolled back in there sockets as he slowly pulled himself to the point of fall out and then pushed purposefully back inside me. I could feel the head of his cock jump on the out stroke, my vaginal muscles began to pulse as I started to cum. The obvious wetness of my orgasm brought Alex to the brink of orgasm and the intensity of his thrusts grew.

He was now banging in to me so hard that I nearly lost my balance and had to grab him hard in an attempt to remain perched. Oh my God I was cuming again and just as I started to, the tell tale signs of male orgasm began. Alex’s face contorted and his grip on my buttocks intensified. “Oh, fuuuccccck, I’m cuming”, he gasped in a slightly pained voice. “Yes, Alex fuck me harder, cum inside me”, I demanded.

His cock twitched and pulsed and he exploded inside me. Exhausted and satiated he leaned over me to regain his strength. Voices became audible in the distance and they seemed to be heading our way.

“Shit, Alex quick let me get down”. I jumped off the bar and Alex put himself away and zipped up. Two girls voices were now very close. We stood absolutely still and quiet, both of us hoping not to be found. The voices passed, we both breathed a sigh of relief. What an abrupt finish to such a wonderful sexual encounter.

Alex took hold of my hand poked his head out of the doorway to check if the coast was clear. He led me back across the playground and in to the school building. He pushed me against the wall and kissed me before someone came. “Thank you”, he said and then walked off towards the toilets.

Was this his first time. I wondered. I reached in to my pocket for my panties intending to go and put them back on in the ladies toilet. Shit. Where were they?