Brett Pierce
Works at McKinley High School, President
Studies at McKinley High School
Lives in Lima, Ohio
Single
Speaks English, Unicorn, Leprechaun
Born on May 13
From Lima, Ohio
Does Gym Count For Credit?
With the tiniest of laughs at the pure adorableness of the motion, Santiago wasted no time in letting his pinky slipped up and wrapped around Brett’s gently “Pinky promise” he said with a big grin as he felt those lips touch the corner of his mouth. He loved Brett more than life itself, no one was able to handled him like Brett could. Brett loved all sides of Santiago and was the only person Santiago knew he could count on, not to mention the fact that no one turned him on quite like Brett did. He was happy teasing the man with his naked watersoaked body but when Brett slipped to the floor and got naked Santiago bit his lip, his boyfriend was without a doubt the hunkiest man Santiago had seen in his life, his perfect blonde boyfriend was absolutely sexy in every possible way. He watched the man in awe as he slipped into a shower looking hot as hell. Only Brett could make the term ‘be your unicorn’ into something as touching and adorable as it was coming from his oft kissed lips. Santiago’s arms slipped around Brett’s tight little waist and their bodies firmly touched, he could feel Brett’s firm torso against his as they kissed, the tile behind him making him feel absolutely amazing. “And I’ll always be yours” he whispered out as he slowly moved to lean a kiss to Brett’s neck, the touch soft and sincere. He loved his Brett more than anything on the planet and he was absolutely in bliss, pure bliss as he felt the firm form of his lover, his boyfriend and his soulmate pressed against him. he let his hands gently slip down and lightly cupped Brett’s ass as he kissed him softly and just rested his head atop Brett’s shoulder “Bretty… love you” he said softly as he just pulled back a little and licked his lips “I love you so much… that I want you to take charge this time” he said with a smile as his hand reached up to slip around Brett’s neck and his hips gently pressed forward, his hard erection brushing against Brett’s. So often when they were intimate Santiago took charge since he was the more forceful one but he loved his boyfriend so much that he was willing to be the one beneath him, however Brett wanted him.
Brett pressed against his boyfriend and kissed him tenderly. He loved him more than life itself and he would do anything for the man. “I love you so much too,” he smiled at him softly and kissed his neck softly. The blonde moaned softly, feeling the excitement against his leg. “Yeah.. I can do that baby..” he smiled at him. He kissed his chest slowly, his tongue lightly teasing Santiago’s nipple. The blonde held his waist as he sucked on the hardening nipple, before moving down to his abs and licking them down slowly. It wasn’t long before Brett was on his knees in front of Santiago. Brett might have been thicker but Santiago was the perfect length, the boy could have worshiped his cock and body for days. Gripping the base of his cock, he licked up the length and smiled at him. “Mmm, baby you’re really hard,” he giggled. “Was gym too much today?” he teased the boy, licking up his dick again. San’s dick curved up, and it made fucking feel amazing. Brett wrapped his lips around the head and started to suck softly, flicking his tongue over the slit to tease him more. After about a minute to teasing he started to fit the rest into his mouth. Brett had no reflex and could go to his base, but he was in charge this time. He sucked quick and swift, swirling his tongue around before pulling away. “Okay Sanny, turn around,” he smirked, twirling his finger around in a little circle. When his boyfriend turned around, he firmly slapped his ass cheek before spreading them and licking up his crack. Brett spit in his ass before pushing his tongue past the ring of muscle.
Does Gym Count For Credit?
Santiago loved Brett more than life itself, and being able to finally take the perfectly formed blonde man home for private intimate time was something that made the entire day worthwhile. He wished he had the nerve to come out publically and be out like Kate was, but he wasn’t ready for that. He slipped out of the car and grabbed both of the bags and threw them over his shoulder and carried them both up to the bedroom and put them carefully aside by the wardrobe. He slipped out of his clothing and walked out only in his boxer briefs, scarlet in hue that showed off his package and headed to the bathroom, the moment he opened the door and smiled when he saw his boyfriend in his bright pink boxer briefs surrounded by steam and sitting atop the counter. A hotter sight he hadn’t seen in a long time. He headed over to the man with a seductive gaze in his eyes “Hmm well there’s a sight for sore eyes” he said as he headed over and stood between Brett’s long luscious legs and his arms slipped around his boyfriend and leaned in to kiss him firmly as he stood there letting the steam surround them. “I love you Brett” he said softly between the kisses as his hands slipped down and gently slipped over Brett’s firm tight ass and his forehead rested against Brett’s gently as he stood there happily “No matter what Brett… you’re my perfect man. I never want anything else, just you… only you” he felt his skin tingling happily as he stood there holding his Brett before he stood back and casually as could be he let his underwear slip down, playfully throwing it at Brett before walking over to the shower “Come on Bretty… I need my man”
Smiling down at the man, he spread his legs slightly so that his boyfriend could stand between them. Santiago didn’t always make sense, but maybe that was because Brett wasn’t the brightest blonde in Lima. “You never listen to me San..” he said shaking his head, “..you wouldn’t have sore eyes if you put on your sunglasses when we’re outside,” he reassured him. It might have been funny and cute, but the boy was one-hundred percent serious. As far as he knew, the sun had made Santiago’s sight sore. “You know.. you’ve always looked good in red..” he smiled. As San wrapped his arms around him, Brett wrapped his legs around his boyfriend’s waist and pulled him closer. Leaning down, he kissed him deeply, with all the force he had in him before letting the kiss slowly break away and rested his forehead on San’s. Blushing softly in the steam, he nodded and kissed the latin’s nose. “Pinky promise?” he asked softly before holding up his pinky finger. “I love you too, I want to be your boyfriend forever,” he said softly and gave him a soft kiss on the corner of his lips. Watching his boyfriend strip and throw the underwear at him was almost too much. He caught the underwear and grinned, hoping off he dropped them, along with his own. “Well I guess I could join you,” he teased him before following in after him. The second that he got into the shower, he felt the hot water spraying over him and he felt more relaxed already. Wrapping his arms around Santiago’s neck, he pressed their bodies together and against the cool tile wall. “I’ll always be your unicorn,” he smiled at him before kissing him deeply, lightly tugged on his bottom lip with his teeth.
Does Gym Count For Credit?
With the knowledge that he was going to get a fun afternoon with his beloved Bretty, Santiago was going to make sure it was a richly deserved night together. he was grinning like a madman as he ran to position and couldn’t help but stare at his boyfriend’s hot firm ass, it was intoxicating. He was so going to be eating out tonight and he knew it. He grinned when he got the ball and bolted for all he was worth going for the goal, his gaze steely and determined as he bolted towards it, jumping to the side and tossing the ball to one of his fellow teammates but still heading for the goal, trying his best not to get tackled. He ran fast and was so close as the ball flew back, diving to catch it he landed just beyond the goal, ball in hand, proud as could be. The game went on with that same little motif, he and Brett kept teasing each other without making it obvious and when the game was over, Skin’s won with so many points ahead. Santiago beamed and bolted over too his friend, patting his back “OK get your bags, we’re going home” he said with a smile as he and his friend left to get to the car. Santiago threw his backpack into the backseat and when he and Brett were strapped in the bigger latino man started the car and drove home fast as he could, using the button in his car to open the garage. The instant that garage door shut, guaranteeing them privacy he unbuckled, leaned over fast and ravished Brett’s perfect lips with his own, his hands cupping those cheeks ever so lightly as he finally got the thing he needed most, his perfect man against his mouth. He smiled as he pulled back “Go get the shower ready Bretty, I’ll put our bags in my room for us… thank god for an empty house” he said before another fast kiss was given, he hated hiding his love for Brett, but their time alone was made all the more special because of it.
Marcus had gotten off the boy and helped him up, as he brushed himself off he saw that his boyfriend had scored the winning point. Even though the winning point was like five points ago, it didn’t matter. Brett loved watching Santiago play sports, he was so into it. Sports was his element and it made the Latin boy so happy, which in turn made the blonde happy as ever. It took everything in him to not yell across the field and say something like ‘That’s my baby!’ or ‘I love you San’. It wasn’t a secret that Brett was really affectionate, so it made things difficult to be with Santiago. He loved the boy more than anything and he wanted the world to know, but he knew that San wasn’t ready for that. Flashing a pearly-white smile, he nodded and walked over to the car before Coach Sal made them hit the locker room showers. That definitely would not have been as fun, and they both knew that. As they drove to the Lopez’s home, he laced his fingers with the boy. A goofy smile was plastered on his face the entire time. Finally, they reached his house and the garage door closed. Faster than Brett could breathe, Santiago was already grabbing his face and pulling him into a lip locked kiss. The blonde just closed his eyes and grabbed Santiago’s neck and kissed him back with the same amount of passion. Between kisses, he smiled and looked into his eyes, “I love you San,” he giggled. Their sweet boy kisses, and night time wrestling were always a good time. After the second kiss, he took his seat belt off and got out of the car. Taking his shoes off at the door, he walked inside and headed upstairs. Brett knew the house like the back of his hand and had no problem starting the shower. Turning on the hot water, he pulled his sweaty shirt over his head before dropping his shorts to his ankles. Stepping out of the clothes, he hopped up onto the bathroom counter in his bright pink boxer-briefs as the bathroom began to steam up. Getting completely naked would have been to easy.
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Does Gym Count For Credit?
Santiago was insanely happy when he saw Brett’s shirt coming off, not only because he got to have the man that he adored on his team but because it meant he got to see that amazing body. He smiled at the man and with no one looking, his pinky came out and grabbed Brett’s for a second, their little expression of solidarity and pure joy with being together. He loved playing the game though and when the game started, Brett was of course showing off that ass that made Santiago look forward to their time home together. he took the ball when it was thrown to him and bolted for the other side, he jumped aside just barely dodging Q as he headed for the goal, he was going there for a reason… he knew the moment that he got there he could have an excuse to hug Brett publically in celebration and he used that to spur him on to the goal and the moment he crossed it he cheered, leaping up into the air and running to his best bud, hugging him tightly and lifting the man up with a cheer “Showers at my place after school” he said with a little whisper as they celebrated before going back to play again, he was going to win the ultimate prize… his Bretty.
Brett continued to block the boy even though it wasn’t that hard. He looked up and saw that San was making a run for the touch down. He let go off Ray who almost fell on him. He giggled and stood the boy up before jumping up and down, “Run San! Run!” he yelled after him. It wasn’t long before the Latin Stallion was scoring a touchdown and running over to him for an embrace. Grinning from ear to ear, he let his best-friend pick him up. Instantly, Brett wrapped his legs around the boy’s waist and held him tight. Some of the other boy’s glanced away awkwardly. The blonde tried his best not to plant a kiss on the boy or call him baby. “That was really awesome!” he said before looking down at him. He couldn’t help but get chills a blush softly. “Deal,” he whispered back before hopping off the boy. Gym was almost over and he was glad that they had it last period, Brett often went home with Santiago. But on the days that San’s parents weren’t home, those were the good days. The really good days. Grabbing the ball, he moved back into position. This time he leaned forward a bit more and subtly teased his lover with his perky ass. Looking up, he stared into Marcus’s brown eyes. “21, 6, 15, hike!” he called before throwing the ball back at Santiago and standing up. The blonde braced himself and tried to block the larger male but had no success. Marcus easily tackled, practically straddled, and pinned the boy to the ground. Brett landed on his back with a thud and glanced over at San to see if he scored. Lucky for him, he could control getting hard through out the day.
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Does Gym Count For Credit?
Santiago really did love being with Brett, the man was adorable in every way and really the way that the man joked about with him and how he was really into their little relationship, Santiago grinned hearing Brett’s come back “You know it Bretty Babes” he said with a giggle as he followed the man onto the track. They were really going to have fun in class, Santiago planned on teasing the hell out of Brett and making the man beg for him when they left school. When they walked out he saw Quinton, the bright Easter egg haired friend who was part of their unholy trinity. He watched from a little distance seeing Quinton messing about with Brett and inside his blood boiled, he really liked Quinton but the messing about, it looked a little bit too much too him “Oh OK” he said exasperatedly as he headed over and saw the playful shoving a little more than he liked but he still was able to go with it “Fine we won’t call you Lucas… Lucille” Santiago teased with a little wink before he heard the coach yelling for the boys to head over. “Well I guess we have to get to class then… come on Lucille, Bretty” he said brightly before leading the two men too the boys gym class.
“Alright gang, today we’re going to have a game of football so split into two teams, Shirts and Skins” Coach Sal said looking bored as he always did. Santiago wasted no time and slipped out of his shirt, tucking it into the back of his jeans and making it clear without words which team he was going to be on. He was soon joined on the skins team by Shane, Tim and Haden. Marcus, Luke and Ray clearly picked their side on the shirted one, leaving Brett and Quinton in the middle ready to pick their sides “Well boys, pick a team” Coach Sal barked at them and Santiago looked dead into those perfect eyes of Brett and gave him a little wink.
It as obvious that Quinton was ready to knock out Santiago, there always seemed to be tension between the two of them. The blonde smiled softly at Quinton, “Aww you know Santiago is just being him, you don’t have to get all upset about it,” he said and leaned over and gave him a side hug before walking over to where all the other guys were. In no time, Shane, Tim, and Haden took their shirts off. He had to admit that they were all very fit and good looking, but Santiago was hands down the hottest guy McKinley had to offer. The only problem? He wasn’t exactly all his, but Brett tried to not pay attention to that small, major, detail. Looking over at San, he really couldn’t help but smile and pull his shirt off before tucking it into the back of his bright red shorts. “Good Luck Q!” he giggled before making his way over to Santiago’s side. He was sure that they were going to win, the only difficult part was to get past Marcus. Brett wasn’t racist, but he was one big, black guy and it was sort of intimidating. “Alright Ladies! Quite sitting around and get in line, it’s time for some good ole American Tackle Football!” he yelled at the guys. Coach Sal Really didn’t need a megaphone, he was loud enough as is and seemed to be constantly yelling at them. Brett loved football, it was such an exhilarating sport, not to mention he was pretty fast. He got in front of Santiago and leaned forward, pretty much sticking his round, firm ass in the guy’s face. “Ready. 21, 34, 18, Hike!” he yelled before throwing the ball underneath himself to Santiago and quickly getting up to block Ray from getting past him. He had no idea what the other guys were doing, all he knew was that he had to make such Ray wasn’t going to get past him. The blonde didn’t think he was going too, Ray was a smaller boy and not trained in the art of Football.
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