Carson caught the ball, breaking out in a run. He was almost to the end of the field when he was grabbed, causing him to trip and fall. He looked up to see Cody, holding his flags with a triumphant smile on his face. He kicked out, tripping Cody as well, so he fell beside him. 

"No physical contact, Cody, you cheater." He laughed, sitting up.

They were playing flag football for their PE, something most teachers would conveniently forget to include, mainly because of the sheer lack of participation on the female side. Carson didn't really mind, But it still annoyed him when half of his team wouldn't do anything because they were afraid of the ball. They only had three people on their team of seven that actually did anything, thus leading to the reason why his team was losing so bad to Cody's. 

"I bet you we'll win," Cody said, grinning at Carson as he flipped upwards. 

"I'll take you on. Even what with Trevor not doing anything I'll probably lose." He grinned, yelling in Trevor's direction. 

"Okay. You're on." Cody grinned, already planning what to do with the shorter boy. And, just as predicted, Carson lost, despite trying to get his team to do something. While walking to the locker room, Cody walked up next to Carson, putting his hand on his shoulder.

"Stay after the bell rings, I'll tell you then." Carson was curious, but slightly scared. He knew Cody was a quite creative, and Carson wasn't sure what he would have him do. Upon entering the locker room, he headed to his locker and got changed. Once he was back in his normal clothes, the bell rang and the other students poured out. He sat down on the bench, watching as the football players came and left. Soon, when even the PE teacher had left, Cody came over. 

"Why the wait? Where were you?" Carson asked, irritated.

"Impatient, hmm? I was just sorting something out with my teacher, nothing to be worried about."

Carson felt another pang of annoyance flutter through him. "Are you going to tell me what you want, or no? I don't have all day." 

"Oh, but I will. No need to worry." Cody was slowly backing Carson up to the wall as he was talking, and at this, he put his hands on Carson's shoulders and forced him into a kneeling position. 

"Hey, what the... The hell do you think you're doing?" 

"Come on, I won the bet, and besides, I know you're gay. It's not like it was a secret."

"What does being gay have anything to do with this? Just because I'm gay doesn't mean I'll just suck any guy's dick!" Carson was offended.

"Oh come on, that's not why. Watching you on the field was what got me wanting this, and besides, I'll return the favor."

"You know, a normal guy would have just asked me to set him up with a friend," Carson muttered. He hesitantly put his hand on Cody' s hip. It wasn't like he didn't want it. He'd been eyeing Cody for a while now, he just didn't think he'd noticed.

"There we go," Cody said, glad that had actually worked.

Carson sent him a glare, before unzipping his pants and pushing them down a little, along with his boxers. He fished out Cody's dick, giving it an experimental squeeze, before suddenly putting the head in his mouth. Cody moaned, transferring one hand from Carson's shoulder to his hair, scratching his scalp and making Carson shiver. His other arm went up to support him on the wall as Carson took him deeper, running his tongue along the underside of his dick and sucking. Once he got to a comfortable pace, Cody did something that made Carson shiver even more. 

"Mmm, yes. Do you like that? Do you like having my dick in your mouth, as you suck on it like a lollipop? Because I do." 

Carson was so startled he moaned, sending vibrations through Cody's cock. Cody moaned as well.

"We're in here, at school, of all places, you on your knees, like a dirty slut.

Is that what you are? Though, you're mine. All mine, for the moment, at least. Do you like being mine? Being played with, taken care of? You could stay that way. We could do this more, and I bet you would like that, wouldn't you? Oh, god."

Carson was fully turned on now, and the hand that wasn't on Cody's dick wandered down to rub his cock through his jeans. Carson moaned again, causing Cody to notice.

"Oh, no you don't," he said, tightening his grip on Carson's hair and giving it a little tug, pulling him deeper onto his cock. "You're not allowed to do that, not right now. I'm in charge, and I told you I would take care of it, didn't I?"

Carson tried to protest, but was only pulled more, which made that turn into a moan.

"Hmm, you like that, do you? You realize, the sooner you're done, the sooner I take care of you."

Carson pulled his hand from his pants to hold on to Cody's hips, urging him to thrust slightly. Cody pulled on his hair and started shallowly fucking his mouth. Carson moved forward to meet his thrusts, holding back a gag when Cody reached the back of his throat. He hummed around Cody, making sure to look up at him as he let Cody fuck his mouth. Cody held eye contact with him the entire time, moaning as he got closer to his climax. 

"Fuckin hell, Carson. Mmm, god, yes." He got louder, moving faster, causing Carson's eyes to water a bit.

"Mmm, you're mine, aren't you? My little slut, oh, yes. Oh, God, Carson!" He came in Carson's mouth, causing his gag reflex to finally show itself. Carson spit the cum to the side, making a face. Cody's second load hit him in the cheek, causing him to flinch. Cody sank to his knees in front of Carson when he was done, pulling him in for a harsh kiss. 

"Carson, fuckin hell. I didn't know you were that good."

"I'm not, though. I've never even done that before. Now can you finish up your end of the deal? I'm getting uncomfortable."

"Alright, alright. Be patient." Cody directed Carson to stand up, undoing his button and fly. Carson's dick was already hard, and leaving a wet spot on his underwear.

Cody pressed a kiss to the top through the fabric, causing a groan from Carson. He mouthed along Carson's length, maintaining eye contact.

"Urgh, stop teasing already." 

"But you like it, don't you?" Cody said, unrelenting.

"I need more." Carson gasped as Cody stroked the skin between his dick and his balls. Unlike Carson, he had experience in giving a blow job, and he was proving it.

"Can you beg for it, my little slut?" 

"Ugh, don't call me that." Carson grunted. Cody sucked on the head through the fabric.

"What was that, Carson?"

"Please. Come on, Cody, please."

Cody smirked, pleased. He pulled down Carson's underwear, sucking a bit on the head. 

"Much better." 

Carson groaned in response, too aroused to say complete sentences. Cody finally started actually sucking him off, and he was already so far gone that he was close to finishing. 

"Urgh, fuck, Cody, God." He was so close, he could see the edge, but Cody stopped him, forming a ring around his cock with his fingers. Carson whined, too flustered to do anything but beg.

"Please, Cody, please. I need-- I need to!"

"What? What is it you want? Tell me, and maybe I'll give it to you."

"Please! I-I need to come! Oh, God."

"Now, was that so hard?" Cody said, removing his fingers and sucking on the cock once more. Carson moaned Cody's name as loud as he could when he came, riding it out in Cody's mouth. He watched as Cody swallowed, collapsing back down to the ground. Cody pulled him forward, letting him taste his own release on Cody's tongue.

"Wow." Carson was breathless, as well as a little rubbery. 

"We should definitely do that again some time."