My History Teacher 6
Emily get’s in trouble at school that only gets her a reward from her teacher.
Emily get’s in trouble at school that only gets her a reward from her teacher.
This story is obviously a fantasy. Nothing like this could ever exist but we can dream, can’t we?
Mr. Cunningham starts his new job at an all-girl private school, and finds that some girls have something other than education on their minds.
A regular day ends in an unexpected manner for John while he is going home after school with Jenny…
I remember one teacher that I would love to have done this with, but sadly that never happened – the story is fiction, and any resemblance to real persons or places is purely coincidental. It has turned out to be a long story, so if you are looking for particular themes, you will find the domination and submission in the first and last parts, and the first-time and virginity in the middle part (after the row of asterisks), but I hope you will enjoy the whole story.
Thanks for sticking with me, if it’s sex your waiting for all I can say is all in due time, after all I need to stay within the rules.
All characters and events in this story are completely fictional of my own creation. Any similarity to real events or people is purely coincidence. All characters in this story are over the age of 18. I am not a professional nor even an amateur writer. Please remember this when reading. Positive comments about storyline are welcome.
Water polo was good before, now it’s even better.
After some time I’ve decided to bring these stories back, I’m surprised that after so many years I still get the odd email asking what happened to them. So, I’ll be reposting them, with some slight edits to make them fit better under the xnxx rules.
This the 3rd chapter, I recommend to read part 1 and 2 first. All described persons are of legal age. This is my first story and I’m not a native speaker but I’m happy for your criticism – good or bad. Please comment if you want the story to continue.
Part 2
Of course once he had a taste of my teen pussy, Frank couldn’t get enough. He fucked me four more times the first night, and I lost count of the total fuckings before Mom finally came home from that business trip. My pussy sure got a workout, and that’s exactly what I’d been so badly craving for so many years! Within a few days, I’d become utterly addicted to my stepfather’s virile cock. I orgasmed explosively on his prick well into the dawn, savoring his stiff meat in my pussy or my mouth, all the while dreading my mother’s return.
For awhile after Mom came home from her trip, Frank and I would sneak out of the house to fuck each other. He’d drive us to a secluded area while I sucked on his dick, teasing him the entire time, until we found a spot to pull over so I could jump in his lap and ride his hardness till his cock erupted in my womb. A few times he fucked me on the hood of the car by a big field until a farmer caught us one afternoon! I still get turned on thinking about being on my back on the hot hood, legs in the air, Frank pounding my fourteen year old pussy and some old guy coming up slowly on his tractor.
We couldn’t help but look forward to Mom’s business trips, especially the long ones! I’d began to openly fuck Frank all over the house when she was gone, in every single room, on all kinds of furniture. Frank could become hard just at the sight of my tight, naked body in split seconds. I was always ready for his cock! My pussy stayed in a constant state of arousal, always burning for the strong, handsome older man my mom married. I knew it was wrong, yet I could care less. My desire for his body, his cock, trumped all. It got to the point where he could get me off several times in an hour, leaving me spent and shaking and oozing pussy and cock juices on the bed! He was so magnificent… His huge cock, big hanging balls, rippling muscles all over, I got wet at just the thought of his body!
One time, Frank and I hung around my school after an event, waiting until most everybody else left before sneaking into the bathroom to fuck in the handicap stall. We got all sweaty, Frank fucking me so hard and fast in the tight space! We tried to be quiet, but his cock squelched around noisily in my pussy with his thrusts. He held me tightly by the hips, having hiked my pleated skirt up and pushing my cotton panties aside to slip his prick into my hole from behind, slamming into me repeatedly. I stifled groans as he nailed me hard, my knuckles turning white from clenching the metal bar near the toilet for balance. He pounded me for what seemed like eternity, making me cum twice on his hard prick. My pussy squirted juices on his stiff shaft each time I orgasmed.
“Ugh, fuck, you hot little slut…” Frank whispered in my ear. I moaned softly, squeezing his cock with my pussy muscles, making him moan, too. “You got me so fuckin’ hot, I could fuck you for hours, Steph… I wanna fill you with so much fuckin’ cum, girl… Jesus… Your fuckin’ cunt is so tight!”
A few minutes later, he pulled his cock out of my wet pussy without cumming and told me to go walk around the school to see if anyone else was hanging around. I obeyed, doing a few laps and seeing no signs of other people in the building. So we proceeded to fuck all over the place! We went to the library, where I was fucked on my back on one of the hard tables. Then to the nurse’s office, where we used various instruments to play doctor before fucking on a stretcher. I jacked his prick with the stethoscope, and he inserted tongue depressors in between my pussylips, fucking me with them. Then it was off to the gym, rolling all around the gym mats and fucking in every conceivable position possible!
I really got a chance to show off my gymnastic talent to Frank in the gym. While he lay on his back on a mat, I even did a split on his cock! We were out of our minds, fucking like animals! The gym equipment was really fun to fuck on. The beams, and the pummel horse, and the rings… Holding onto the bars usually used for pull-ups while instead wrapping my legs around my stepfather’s waist while he penetrated me manically… Having him plow into my womb while I laid on one of those big inflatable aerobic balls… I loved it all! My moans were echoing through the gym, as were the slapping sounds of our thighs. He’d pulled my tits out of my white button up blouse by that point and was groping them savagely while thrusting hard into me, on top of me and behind me.
Frank grunted while fucking me manically, still not cumming yet. It seemed he wanted to fuck me in every room of the school! We had fun that night, to say the least! I led him by the cock on a tour to each of my classrooms where we would proceed to fuck upon the teachers’ desks or up against the chalkboard. Frank insisted on holding me over his knee to spank me with a ruler while sitting on one of my teacher’s chairs. It was hot! I came all over his dick, again and again, spurting my pussy cream all over his massive muscle. We finished it off in the principle’s office, Frank finally unloading what felt like a gallon of sperm up in my womb while I stood bent over Mr. McLaughlin’s desk, staring at smiling photos of his wife and children.
The first time I showed up at Frank’s office, he was initially pissed. Chloe, his secretary, eyed me up and down as I waited impatiently for her to finish buzzing Frank on the intercom to announce my arrival. I had just gotten a fun part in a dance recital as a fairy, and stopped by after classes let out that day to show off my too-tight uniform to my stepfather. I’d deliberately ordered a size smaller than I normally wear so my tiny, short skirt would show off my lean legs and taut thighs.
The tight, sparkly, pink sleeveless top clung to my curves, low cut enough for some of my cleavage to heave out of it. I was wearing no panties underneath the little crinoline purple skirt, having taken them off in the bathroom before coming to see Frank. My long blond waves were up in loose pigtails, tied with purple ribbons. I wore pink ballet-style slippers to complement my tanned legs. I’d applied a generous helping of blush, giving my cheeks a rosy hue to go with my dark pink lipstick.
Chloe let me into Frank’s spacious office, still giving me some attitude, obviously jealous of my still-developing, sexy, tight body! He sat behind a huge polished desk, looking up at me with surprise. Chloe shut the door behind me, leaving us alone. Books were all over the shelves behind him, along with an abundance of photos of me and only a few of my mother. I smiled while he stared up at me.
“Yes, Stephanie? Is everything okay?” he asked.
“Sure is, Daddy… I just wanted to tell you I got a part in the dance recital coming up — don’t you like my outfit?” I said, stretching, reaching one leg over my head as I stood, flashing my bald, gaping pussy directly at him. Frank dropped his pen and cleared his throat nervously. He got to his feet and stood close to me, anger suddenly clouding his brow.
“Stephanie, you listen to me — this is not acceptable! You cannot be here. You cannot come here to my office, where I see clients, and try to play your little games with me. I will not stand for this! Leave, this instant, Stephanie,” he said firmly. I put on an exaggerated pout.
“But Daddy…”
“Leave my office, now.”
“You don’t like my outfit?” I said, looking up at him as if insulted.
“No, it’s not that, Steph, you just have to… Get…”
Frank trailed off as I got to my knees on the carpeted floor, staring up at him with big blue eyes. I reached my hand out and caressed his package, cupping it, giving it a gentle grab. He moaned and turned away from me, but a bulge was undeniably forming already in his trousers. I got to my feet and began stripping, first taking off the tight top to display my perfect breasts, already ample despite me only being fourteen. He sat back down at his desk and shuffled some papers around, pretending not to pay attention to me. I took a seat at one of the chairs opposite his big polished desk and faced him; then I spread my legs open wide. He let out another nervous cough.
“I’m not… I’m not going to tell you again,” said Frank, his eyes falling to my exposed pink pussylips as I held my legs far apart, the tiny purple skirt hiked up around my hips to clearly expose my sex. My flat abdomen quivered and my breasts jiggled as I began fingering my moist pussyhole, flicking my clit, massaging up and down my slit while staring at Frank. His mouth fell open, nearly salivating at the sight of my hot body.
“Sorry, Daddy, I just thought you’d like it, is all,” I said innocently while rubbing my pussy and then cupping and squeezing my tits hard, showing off my tiny pink nipples to him. A soft moan escaped my lips.
“Stephanie, I’m serious, you need to exit my office, uh, immediately,” he said, getting distracted by my writhing body. I kicked my legs over my head, showing off my flexible body, letting him stare directly into my pussyhole.
“Aw, come on, Daddy… Why don’t you just fill me up with your cream real quick while I’m here? Then I’ll leave. Promise. You know I always want it bad…”
He stared lustfully at my body, his eyes roving from my cascading blond locks to my feet in their satin pink slippers. I got up and proceeded to show off, doing stretches and dance moves to display my taut muscles and flexibility. While standing away from him, I reached down and touched my toes, showing off my moist, aroused pussylips from behind under my fluffy purple skirt. Frank got to his feet and suddenly pushed everything off his desk, papers fluttering around the room, cups clattering to the ground
“Get over here, now,” he said through clenched teeth.
I walked up over to Frank and he suddenly grabbed me and threw me over the desk, tearing the little skirt off my lithe body. A little squeal escaped my throat. Then I heard the sound of his pants unzipping, and turned my head to see him stroking his engorged member to a raging erection while staring at my supple asscheeks. Then he raised his arm up, winding up and then slamming his open hand hard against the soft flesh of my ass. A gasp escaped my lips as his hand connected with my backside. His raised his hand again and again, spanking my ass until it was flushed a brilliant red color. I rubbed my pussy while he slapped me, the overwhelming stings of pain beginning to now mix with the pleasure from my cuntal massage.
Frank was breathing deeper, spanking me now with one hand and jerking his rigid shaft with the other. I moaned when he finally stopped hitting my ass and pushed his body closer to mine from behind, his huge cockhead pressing against my juicy cuntlips. My ass stung, feeling burning hot from the spanking my stepfather gave me with his hand. His hands went to my hips, firmly grasping them as if holding my cheeks apart to really ram his cock into me hard — and that’s exactly what he did next!
I tried to stifle a moan at the feeling of Frank’s cock filling me up to the brim, balls deep, his prickhead way up in my womb in a single thrust. He was up on the desk, nailing me from behind, hammering his cock into me manically. The sucking sounds of his meat wildly penetrating my hole began to fill the entire office. He yanked on one of my blond pigtails from behind while ramming me hard and I gasped.
“This what you want? Huh? You little slut…” Frank growled in my ear.
I let out a moan in reply, my eyes closed, head swimming in ecstasy. It seemed I lived for the seed Frank would soon unload in my womb. I couldn’t get enough of my stepfather’s cock, constantly desiring it, constantly craving his sperm. His hands went to my breasts, overflowing handfuls even for such a big, strong, mature man. He continued hammering his hips into mine, pulling his prick nearly all the way out of my tight hole before ramming it as hard and deep as possible back into my womb. His fingers pulled on my nipples, making me cry out. He suddenly slapped my ass hard again, growling for me to be quiet. The sounds of our manic fucking were loud in the spacious, wood-paneled office.
He put a hand around my mouth to quiet my moans, but the squelching sound of his cock pistoning in and out of my pussy from behind were loud enough. Frank pulled his raging erection from my slick hole after a few more moments, picking me up and seating me facing away from him on his lap as he sat in his large leather office chair. I bounced up and down breathlessly on his cock as he caressed my tits and smooth, firm belly. His balls, freed from his boxer shorts, slapped up at my pussy gash and I couldn’t help but moan steadily with his rhythmic thrusts. I spread my legs wide, my feet up on his polished mahogany desk, and he began rubbing my clitty fast. My head fell back against his chest and I closed my eyes, feeling his hard shaft ramming way up inside my unprotected teen womb.
I shuddered, the stirrings of an orgasm tingling in my extremities. My toes curled in their little pink slippers, my leg muscles so taut. The rest of my body began shivering and Frank had to use his free hand to cover my mouth, my moans growing too loud. He continued thrusting up into my tight pussyhole, sensing an orgasm was upon me. I writhed in his lap as his massive erection impaled my insides, ramming up into my hyper-aroused cunt. Frank held me tightly against him with his hand hard on my pussy mound, rubbing my clit to an intense climax that had tears welling in my eyes. I had to moan into his hand as orgasmic pulses surged throughout my body from every nerve, my pussy squirting juice all over Frank’s prick. Frank let out a grunt in my ear, continuing his manic thrusts through my powerful orgasm.
When I finally stopped writhing in pleasure on his lap, he stood me up and laid me on his back on the big shiny desk. We stared deep into each others’ eyes, a look of heated lust. His eyes fell to my heaving tits, delicious overflowing handfuls. With the base of his hard cock in hand, he straddled my spread thighs and rubbed his engorged member all over my slick cuntflesh. I let out a soft moan as his cockhead massaged my pussy slit and cuntlips, pressing every so often against my hard clitoral nub. My hands went to my breasts, cupping them and playing with the nipples. Frank grinned. Then he bucked his hips at me and I let out a shriek as my pussyhole suddenly swallowed his cock way down into what felt like my cervix! Another moan fell from my lips. I knew he’d soon be flooding my womb with his seed.
He thrust hard and fast into my pussy, his body pinning mine down against the big desk. My back pressed harder and harder into the desk with his intense penetration, his hands on my hips as he manically rammed his fucktool into my tight 14yr old cunthole. Bending his head down to meet mine, we began tonguing passionately, moaning in each others’ mouths. He kept fucking me rapidly, really giving it me hard, his cock buried balls-deep inside my womb. I knew he would explode at any moment. His body soon seized up and he groaned, his lips pressed against mine. Then I felt his cock throbbing inside my tight pussyhole. I squeezed his rigid shaft with my pussy muscles and he let out a gasp. His cockhead erupted deep in my unprotected teen womb, unloading ropes of semen way up inside of me.
We continued our passionate kiss as his fucktool pulsed inside of me, depositing a torrent of cum in my cunt. His hips slammed into mine one final time. We stayed still awhile, me pinned down against the desk, his cock pulsing its last globs of sperm in my hole. He broke our heated kiss to begin gently biting my neck and trailing kisses down my chest and onto my nipples. I closed my eyes, another moan escaping my lips. It seemed like several minutes went by before he finally pulled out of me — I felt like he didn’t want to pull out at all.
As soon as he did, he told me to get dressed and leave his office immediately. I grinned at him and blew him a kiss as I opened the door, flashing him one last glance of my wet, bare pussy under the short crinoline skirt before I left. I knew he enjoyed sperming up in my tight hole! His secretary eyed me up from head to toe as I walked away, her eyebrows raised.
She must have noticed the trails of cum leaking down the back of my thighs!
To be continued
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I’m taking the risk of posting a story I’m not done with yet, hoping it will encourage me to actually finish. For those of you who are unfamiliar with my writing, it comes very light on the sex; it may even be a number of parts before anything sexual happens. For those of you who are familiar, sorry for disappearing. I hope to stick around longer this time. I look forward to any comment or critiques you may want to offer! Enjoy -SS
Wow, got some nice comments, thank you to all those who are reading my work, I’ll try to put out more. And I apologize for the lead up in the story if it takes too long.
After a Wednesday that would make most people want me dead for my luck my Thursday was actually boring. Get up, eat, do school, come home, and enjoy time with my family.
“So your mother and I are heading out of town this weekend,” my father says as we’re eating dinner. I freeze solid; my internal clock is racing a mile a minute. My loving sister Liz decides to break the silence,” both of you are gonna be gone? For how long?” “From Friday morning to Sunday evening, your father got a bid for a weekend vacation from work and we’re going to try to have some fun ourselves,” Mom says smiling. I’ve almost lost my appetite, the Queen of trouble is home alone and I’m gonna get blamed for the chaos she causes.
“Before you two get all excited I’m laying down the rules your mother and I discussed,” Dad starts,” All the standard rules but we’re going to leave you money so you can eat out or get groceries while we’re gone.” God why have you forsaken me, they’re gonna leave her in charge of it all and I’m gonna eat leftovers all weekend. “This is gonna be awesome, I get to eat what I want and have friends over all weekend,” Liz starts in, Mom however is quick to cut her off,” Actually any of that you have to get cleared with your brother, we decided to leave Guy in charge and he’s going to have the money this weekend.
Now I’m hearing the chorus to Ode to Joy in my head, God has answered my prayers. “WHAT,” blurts out my sister shaking me out of my joyful moment. “You heard your mother,” says Dad,” He’s going to be in charge so if you want to do something you have to run it by him.” I finish my meal in a spectacular mood while my sister attempts to plead her case to our folks.
Next morning we’re heading out the door at the same time as our folks as Tracy pulls up, Korinna is already in the backseat. Elizabeth and I pile in, her in the front and me in the back. As soon as I’m in the back I see Korinna in her tight black v-neck and blue jeans, she smiles as we speed off to school. “So you get to make all the rules this weekend huh Guy,” Korinna asks. Thank you modern technology,” Yep, parents left me in charge for the weekend and I have access to the money only, Dad left me a money card and I’m the only one other than him with the pin number.”
Now Korinna is grinning widely, Tracy looks like she doesn’t care in the slightest and Liz looks more annoyed now than she was last night. “So all we gotta do is convince you to let us do what we want,” says Korinna again, she’s leaning back and unbuttons the top button of her jeans. “You two can convince him all you want, I’ve got a game and my dad is not gonna let my ass out the house for no reason,” Tracy states. “It’s my brother, the most boring boy at our whole school, the boy who sits on the computer all weekend or hangs out with his band student girlfriend or his not good enough to be a jock best friend,” Liz exclaims. We sit quietly until school; all of us pile out of the car and start to head off to class as I hear someone running up behind me, I turn to see Korinna jog up. “You know your sister has some plans right,” she says. “Yeah but no thanks, every time she decides to have some fun I end up with the grounding,” I reply. She cuts me off from walking and stops right in front of me. “I know what she is going to want to do and I’ve got some things in mind so here’s what we do, I’ll get her to ask, she’s gonna hit you with a lot of ideas, I’ll give you a signal and you agree. After that it’ll be smooth sailing till Sunday,” she states. I shrug and head off to first period.
First and second period come and go, I wind up in third period Liz and Korinna are sitting already and both turn to me as soon as I enter the room. I get into my seat and get ready for class when Liz chimes in,” I wanna have fun this weekend.” I shrug as she continues,” I AM going to have fun this weekend cause you’re going to let me host a party and use the card.” I almost fall of my chair from chuckling,” No chance in hell.” She turns and starts whispering to Korinna, she turns back and says,” I host the party and you use the card to get stuff for it.” I’m still going from her first idea,” Again Liz, No.” I turn back to face the front of the room as class starts.
Class ends and I head out to lunch and get about 3 feet out of the door when grabbed by both arms and steered off to the cafeteria, Korinna and Liz on each arm guiding me forward. We enter the cafeteria and the sit me down into a chair, then pull up chairs along either side of me and sit down pinning me in. “Let me explain,” Liz starts,” I want to have a party, I am going to have a party, I need your help.” She pauses on need, like it hurt to say it. “Maybe I should explain it,” Korinna chimes in, she places her hand on my thigh and squeezes lightly,” the party she wants to have isn’t a party to get you in trouble, we’re gonna have a special party.” Liz starts texting and in a few minutes I’ve got 3 more females sitting at my table; an Indian girl about 5’6” who fills out her sweater and jeans with a at least a B cup with her hair in a long braid, an Asian girl about 5’5” thin build with her hair in some punk scene blue and black mix cut short around her face with a loose open neck t-shirt and cut off jeans, and a very familiar looking redhead with freckles in a blue jogging suit.
Liz turns to me,” I want a slumber party, just us girls, I need you to use the card so we can party and have fun for 2 nights.” I feel the girls staring at me expectantly, Korinna squeezes my leg again. I’m being set up, I can’t figure it out but I know I’m being set up. Then it hits me, I smile at my sister then to Korinna,” Nope, not gonna happen.” As the 5 of them sit shocked I push my chair back and quickly grab my bag and duck out of the cafeteria.
I get to the far side of the Gym and wait; sure enough Korinna comes flying around the corner and almost walks right past me. “What the hell are you doing,” she exclaims,” we had a deal.” I chuckle,” we didn’t have a deal, you had a plan and I’m having fun.” She glares at me for a second and then softens,” You’re messing with Liz?” I start laughing and she follows in suit. “Actually there is one thing,” I say as I’m ending a good laugh,” Why the other girls?” She ends her laugh,” what, you don’t like girls now?” I straighten up,” why do you think I’m here, far side of the Gym, nobody around?”
She pushes me up against the gym’s outer wall and latches her lips onto mine; I can taste her raspberry lip gloss. She shoves her tongue into my mouth; I grab her hips and pull our bodies together. Her hands wrenches open my jeans and pulls my cock free. Breaking the lip lock she smiles at me,” we don’t have time or privacy so I’m gonna make this quick.” Korinna drops to her knees and starts working my half hard penis in her mouth, I tilt my head back pulling her hair out of the way with one hand and interlocking our fingers with the other. She uses her tongue and sucking to get me all hard, pulling back till just the head is in her mouth then pushing five of the seven and a half inches down. I feel her squeeze my hand and look down into her pretty grey eyes, I can feel her smirk on my cock, then she starts slamming her mouth onto me hard and fast. I groan as she works on my member, I start to get that wonderful feeling at the base of my cock then I feel cold air on my member as I grit my teeth, she pulls her mouth off and moves her head to the side while pumping my penis as I shoot out onto the side walk around the gymnasium.
I am spent as she puts my member back in my pants and stands back up kissing me again, this time softly. “So now can I convince you that having me and three other girls stay the night is a good idea,” she asks with her eyes closed. I smile,” We have shopping to do and I think I want a guarantee.” She opens her eyes,” Okay, what I have to guarantee,” she asks. “Am I gonna have fun or am I getting left out,” I say grinning. Korinna laughs,” Of course, at least I’ll be there. You think Liz wanted the slumber party.” We laugh and head off, me to fourth period and her to go tell my sister the ‘good news’.
Fourth period comes and goes as I head into fifth and get to my seat, as I’m getting my binder out; I glance up and see Heather at the door. She looks around for a sec and moves to her usual seat behind me. I ignore her and set about my class work. Half way through the class my phone starts vibrating in my jacket; I reach inside and fumble with the buttons till it goes silent. Class comes to an end and I pull out my phone and check it safely, it’s a text from Heather ‘Can we please talk privately, it’s about Derek’. I smirk and turn to see her leave the room. I grab my stuff and head towards my studies class to see Heather waiting for me a couple feet outside the door. “I really need to talk to you,” she starts as I walk past. She takes my arm and continues,” I need to talk to you Guy.” I stop and look her straight in her eyes,” I don’t care what you need, now let go.” She grips tighter,” No, Derek is scared. He’s afraid to come to school because he thinks you’ll kill him. I know we hurt you, but it wasn’t what we were trying to do, I just wanted to be ready for when we were going to do it. I just wanted it to be good.” I am about to say something then all of a sudden I see it out of the corner of my eyes, Liz in a beeline for us.
Liz grabs my arm and pulls it out of Heather’s hand. I look back at Liz and she has a death gaze on Heather who looks more afraid now than in the cafeteria. ” Guy, having any trouble,” Liz asks? I shake my head and smile, this should be good. “Liz I just need to talk to Guy,” Heather starts but is quickly cut off. “You’re a smart girl right Heather,” Liz starts,” smart, play music, good grades that kind of thing.” Heather looks at Liz confused but Liz doesn’t stop,” My brother is off limits to you, you had your chance and you messed it up for a guy not good enough to play sports and not smart enough to go to college. Not very smart, but what’s worse is he has me and I’ve got friends.” I look a bit and see a few more girls from one of Elizabeth’s dance teams walk up and make a small circle around us. Liz smiles,” Call this some friendly advice, go about your days, live your life and leave my brother alone.” Liz takes me by the arm and we walk to my home studies class.
Once Liz and I are seated she looks at me and asks,” What did you ever see in her fat ass.” I shrug and reply,” You kinda limited my options with your ‘you can’t date my friends’ rule, half the school is your friend.” She shrugs,” well I didn’t want things to get awkward when they’d break up with you.” I decide I should cash in one of those favors,” Okay, I’m calling in a favor; the no friends rule is gone.” She drops her pen from on her pad of paper and looks straight at me,” No, I can’t let that happen.” I shrug and reply,” remember what Tracy said ‘you walk and you don’t talk to her again’ you keep our deal or lose a friend. Maybe 2 if Korinna decides to side with me on the deal.” Liz puts her head in her hands and shakes her head. Finally after a few minutes she answers,” Okay, the rule is gone; you can date my friends IF they wanna date you.” I smile and get back to my homework.
After school Liz, Korinna and I head out to Tracy’s car for a quick trip home. Liz and Korinna start talking about the party and what they want to do, I generally ignore them until I feel Korinna lean up against me,” We need to get to my house first so I can borrow my Mom’s car and we can get stuff from the store.” Liz looks back at us, “I gotta get the house ready and then we can shop.” Tracy pulls us into our driveway,” you two decide I’m gonna drop Korinna home and rush my ass back to school.” Tracy peels out and Liz and I head into the house.
After about 20 minutes of some cleaning and rearranging the living room Korinna pulls up to the house in a minivan and I head out to greet her when she rolls down her window and hollers to me,” Guy get in now.” I dash around and get in the passenger side; as soon as my door closes Korinna drives off with Liz standing in the doorway yelling at the vehicle. “What are we doing,” I ask as I get my seatbelt on. “Some shopping, how much do we have?” Korinna asks. “One hundred fifty, apparently dad really wants us to not call,” I reply smiling,” Oh by the way I called in my first favor from Liz, the no dating her friends rule is gone.” Korinna pulls into the grocery store parking lot and sits quietly for a minute. ”Why did you ask for that,” she asks looking at me confused. Now I’m stunned, I thought this would be a good thing, I could date her, or anyone of a half dozen other girls that I’ve watched for the past few years. I finally speak,” I am tired of these guessing games with women; I did this so I could have freedom to do what and who I want.” She looks as me and smiles lightly,” I like the idea, maybe you should date someone a little less used.” We exit the car and I ponder what she said about being used, inside the store we’re off, grabbing sodas, chips, cookies and ice cream. After gathering more soda and juice for some reason we hit the check out. Cashier doesn’t even bother to ask about two teenagers about junk food or a cash card.
After piling up all the groceries in the car she pushes me up against the van,” Fine you want a relationship, I want someone with more experience than you got now.” I’m stunned to hear her say that. “How much more experience do I need,” I ask. “About 2 nights worth of a slumber party hopefully,” she replies and lets me off the side of the van as we head off home.
As we pull up to the house Liz barrels out the front door and starts grilling Korinna and I,” Why did you two leave me here?” Pulling the groceries from the car Korinna grabs the bag with the condoms and a bag from the car. Korinna answers Liz’s questioning,” Well someone had to stay here if people came over, you want him greeting the girls when they get here.” We get into the house with the food, Liz directs me to the camping stuff in the garage for air mattresses. After about an hour they’ve got junk food in bowls and beds all over the floor in the living room. As we finish the prep work Liz turns to me and gives me the worst news of the day,” Now you leave and stay in your room.” I’m a little hurt and reply,” I help do all this, I gave you permission for this and spent money on it and now I have to leave.” Liz just smiles,” All girls slumber party, no boys allowed.” I look at Korinna as she winks and smiles to me. Grabbing a box of sodas and some chips I head off to my room.
I’m in my room not a half hour later and I hear the girls arrive, they start chatting among themselves about boys and school and what everyone else is doing. I casually listen in from down the hall when Liz pops her head in my room,” Here and the bathroom, stay out of everywhere else and keep the door closed,” she informs me shutting the door. Fuming mad I hop on my computer and surf the web for anything interesting.
About 2 hours later I’m starving and not in the best of moods, I head out to the kitchen in athletic shorts and a tight black t shirt. As soon as I hit the living room all the girls go quiet and Liz turns around from the mattress glaring at me,” What are you doing out here?” “Food,” I reply heading into the kitchen. About thirty seconds into rummaging the fridge I discover to my dismay that it’s all food that needs to be prepped and cooked. Muttering I head back to my room when I get stopped again by Liz,” you’re not eating now?” I shrug and reply,” Don’t wanna cook so I’m gonna order me a pizza.” About half way down the hall I hear Liz say,” okay we’ll make a list of what pizza’s we want.” Now I’m hot, I wheel around getting about a foot away from her. “You think I’m gonna order you pizza, Why,” I say through clenched teeth. She steps back and starts to stammer,” well we would like some pizza to and since you have the card so…” I cut her off,” No Elizabeth, you have all your friends over, I spend money and let you have a party and as soon as you get done using me for all the setup you tell me I’m not good enough to be around anymore and I have to stay in my room. I’m done helping you, fuck off.”
I turn and march my ass back to my room, not 2 minutes later there is a knock at my door as I’m trying to find the number for a place on my computer. I wrench the door open quickly and growl at the little Asian girl on the other side,” What?” She backs off for a second then starts talking,” Hi, we haven’t talked but my name is Natsuko, May I come in.” I look down at her, thin frame, maybe an A cup at best, dressed in green short shorts and a black tank top with a sports bra visible underneath. I step back and let her enter; she looks around for a minute and sits down on my bed keeping her feet flat on the floor. I close the door and sit back in my computer chair,” What do you want?” “You know you scared the shit out of your sister and the other girls too,” she asks. I shrug as she continues,” Korinna is calming your sister down and stopped her from calling your parents, I said I’d come in here and talk to you. Maybe convince you to come out and sit with us like Korinna is telling your sister to now.” My door opens a bit and the Indian girl pokes her head in, “Hey, we’re gonna go for a walk and get Liz to cool off,” she looks at Natsuko and asks,” you gonna be okay here without us?” Natsuko nods and the Indian girl closes the door.
I turn back to this short little Asian girl and ask,” So why did you decide to come in here and talk to the big bad brother?” She smiles and answers,” Actually Korinna wanted to come here talk to you but I said I could get you to calm down. Also I’d like some pizza and so would the other girls.” I scoff and look up at the ceiling,” so this is you trying to convince me, who you’ve known for about four minutes to just do what you and the other’s want.” I hear her get up then feel my legs get put together, I feel her straddle my lap and put her hips directly on my lap. “No I want you to join us when they get back,” she says putting her arms around my neck and tilting my head forward. I place my hands on her hips and grind my crotch against hers, feeling how tight her hips and ass are. I lean my head forward and start kissing her neck, Natsuko’s head tilts back and she moans as I make my way lower to her collarbone and then to the top of her small breasts. She pulls back for a second, grabbing the bottom of her tank top and pulling it off over her head and quickly taking her sports bra off in the same fashion. As soon as she’s done I lunge my mouth back to her breast and start licking her nipples. She grips my head with her left hand and places the other behind her back while gyrating her hips against my hardening cock; I take my mouth off her nipple and attempt to stand her up. Natsuko hops off me and back up a bit, turning around and pulls her shorts off while bending over at the waist slowly I see the last bit of her blue panties cling to her pussy before she simply drops them to the floor, I grab the waist band of my shorts and pull them off with my underwear while trying to stay seated. “Okay, that’s more than Korinna talked about,” she says smiling. She straddles my legs again; this time facing away and reaching down with her hand guides my cock to her pussy entrance. “Just don’t move till I tell you please,” she says looking back at me. “What? Why,” I respond confused. “Just place your hands on my hips or somewhere else but don’t move please,” she replies.
She starts to lower herself down and I get the head of my cock inside her and I feel her rubbing her clit frantically. I grab the base of my cock and giggle the head inside her pussy feeling her get wetter as she rubs herself. Finally she lowers her pussy onto my member more and I feel an almost rigid tightness so much more than when I was with Tracy, Natsuko’s pussy gets down to the 6 inch mark and she slowly slides back up. I look at my penis covered in her juices as she gets up to the head and slowly glides her hips back down. This goes on for about 3 maddening minutes, slowly up and down, and then on the last down thrust I feel her start to shake. I wrap my arm around her waist and hold her convulsing torso against mine till she calms down, as soon as she regains her senses Natsuko slides off me and climbs onto my bed, waiting on her knees facing away from me. I move over behind her still standing on the floor and pop the head of my cock back into her pussy, she leans back into me and says,” Now fuck me hard and cum.” Wasting no time I attempt to slide my whole cock into her pussy but stop at a fleshy wall. “What is that,” I ask while grasping her hips with my hands, holding her in place. “My baby maker, now please don’t stop again,” she replies.
I start pushing my cock in and out of her slowly, tight and warm like usual but not soft or slick, very ridged. I pull back three inches and start to fuck her faster, her blue and black hair bouncing with my thrusts. She grabs one of my hands and puts it up on her shoulder, take my hand off the shoulder and grab a fistful of hair on her head, pushing my cock as deep as I can feeling my head bump her womb. She suddenly gasps and I feel the wall give way as I bury the last inch and a half inside her now yielding pussy. I only pull back 2 inches and start ramming my cock into her as hard as I can, holding her by the hair and hip scrambling to keep pushing my cock into her deepest parts. Having been mostly quiet this whole time aside from some light whimpering and panting she suddenly starts crying out to me,” Watashi o kuso hokan shite kudasai, watashi wa ken suru tsumoridesu! Teishi shinaide kudasai watashi no neko o umete kudasai!” I have no clue what she said but I feel the tingle start, as I shoot my first shot of cum while balls deep in her pussy, her body shakes again as her pussy milks my cock for the last drop of my cum.
We stay there for a minute while she recovers and I try to figure out if I still have legs, finally she breaks the silence,” Don’t pull out, just carry me into the bathroom.” I lift her light frame and waddle us into the bathroom where I finally pull out of her while she steps into the shower. I sit there for a minute and watch her push my cum out of her, then turns on the water and scrubs up I pull my shirt off and step in for a minute to wash her cum and our sweat off my body.
Once we’re done and out of the shower we head back into my room, her walking in front of me funny. “Are you okay,” I ask as we’re getting dressed. “Yes I’m fine, just really sore,” she answers,” now can I text my friends and your sister so we can get some pizza and all watch a movie?” I nod,” get a list of what they want then I’ll order.” She grabs her phone and texts one of them, shortly after she gets a reply she shows me a list of pizza’s and toppings, 4 in all. It takes the girls about 20 minutes to get back home and the pizza guy a few minutes later to get our delivery to us. We all sit down in the living room, me on the couch and the girls on the floor. I notice that they all get stripped down to shorts and yoga pants with loose tank tops or pajama shirts. They turn the TV on as we eat and pick some romantic comedy to watch.
Hours later it’s nearly eleven at night and of the girls the only ones awake now are Korinna and freckles, who apparently is called Hanna, and she’s fading fast. I take the remote and shut off the TV and wave night to Korinna who rolls onto her side and winks at me before pulling her blankets up and shutting her eyes. I head back to my room and crawl into bed, quickly falling into sleep.
I don’t know why but I’m suddenly very aware that something is different; I sit up and see the Indian girl closing my door quietly. “Umm, you need something…,” I start but she turns around to me in the light from my window and strips down until she’s naked. I marvel at the sight, got to be D cup breasts if I ever saw them, and her ass is bigger than Korinna’s by a good 2 inches. I pull my shirt off and get out of my shorts in record setting time. She approaches the end of my bed and crawls up the length of it till I have to lean back with her body over me, she straddles my chest and I see her pubic hair, dark and curly I look up to her large nipples and areolas to see her undoing her hair braid. “My name is Lajita,” she says sliding down onto me.
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A continuation of the last Dancer Story. Please read the first before you read this 🙂 Constructive critisism is always welcomed.
Aaaand part 3.I’m getting close to the end of what I have written, so wish me luck on keeping going with more. For those who aren’t familiar with my work, it will be several parts before anything sexual happens. If that’s not for you, feel free to stop reading now; I won’t be offended. For everyone else, I look forward to hearing your thoughts and comments on the story. Hope you enjoy! -SS
This work is purely fiction and has no links to any real life characters or events. All characters in this story are 18 and over.
Bad things, good things and weird things. This is how she discovers who she really is.
I woke up with Chris next to me. Sunlight poured through my window, filling my whole room with bright light and it took me a moment or two to realize that it was morning. It was morning and Chris was still in my bed, sleeping next to me. We had slept together in the same bed. All I could wonder was, “How did that happen?” His face was buried sideways on the pillow, his eyes lightly closed, and his mouth slightly open. I studied his perfect, beautiful face for a minute before I looked over at my alarm clock; it was ten minutes to eight. “Oh, shit! Chris wake up now!” I yelled.
Chris’ eyes popped open. He looked at me at first as though he couldn’t remember who I was and then he sat up in bed. “What am I still doin’ here?” he asked.
Quickly, I jumped out of bed, not wearing a damn thing, and found some underwear to put on. “We gotta hurry up. We’re supposed to be at school in like ten minutes.”
Chris didn’t move from the bed at all. He just stretched his powerfully muscular arms over his head, arched his back, causing all of the muscles in his upper body to flex and ripple. “Fuck school. Let’s just not go.”
“No, we gotta go. We’ll get detention again if we miss school.”
Sighing, Chris said, “We’ll probably get detention anyway.” He stepped out of bed, fully naked, the light illuminating his god-like body, and his giant, semi-hard dick swinging around like a pendulum. He picked up his shirt and put it on. “Where the fuck are my pants at?” he asked.
“Think you left `em in the living room. Let me go get them. I don’t know if my mother is home or not.” I left my room, went into the living room, and found Chris’ baggy jeans in a pile on the carpet beside the couch. Picking them up, I sniffed the crotch area of Chris’ jeans a few times, and I could smell his sweet, pungent scent through the denim. It made my dick harden a little bit in my boxer shorts. I jogged back to my room and handed Chris his jeans. “Chris we gotta hurry up and get to school. If we’re late, then we gotta go to detention…again. I’m not tryin to have detention on a fuckin Friday.”
Chris lazily stepped into his jeans. His dick was poking out of the zipper hole. He stuffed it back in and zipped them up. I was surprised to see how good Chris looked in the morning. He looked so fresh as though he didn’t just wake up. Me on the other hand, I knew that I probably looked like a big mess. “It’s already eight o’clock, B.” I checked the clock and saw that he was right. Fuck.
After he was finished dressing, Chris said, “I’ll see you later.”
“Wait a second, I’m almost dressed.”
“No. I need to go home and take a shower and put on some different clothes,” Chris told me.
“Why don’t you just wear what you got on now?”
“`Cause it’s musty, and I hate wearin’ the same thing twice.”
“You can just wear somethin of mine,” I told him. “We’re basically almost the same size.”
Chris looked at me as if I was stupid. “No offense, B. But I wouldn’t be caught fuckin dead wearin any of your shit.” He scoffed and walked out of the room. “I’ll see you later.”
I caught up with him in the living room just as he was about to open the front door, and grabbed him by the arm spinning around. I leaned my face in close to kiss him but Chris pulled back. “I’m cool, B. Your breath stinks.” He grinned, tugged open the door and left. I couldn’t believe he just said that to me–I mean I could believe he said that, because Chris always said shit like that, but that fuckin annoyed me. It just proved to me that the closer that I thought the two of us got, the more Chris proved to me that I wasn’t worth shit to him.
Since I didn’t have much time, I just put on a slightly wrinkled T-shirt and the same jeans I wore the day before. It was fifteen minutes after eight when I finally got out of the house. As I was getting on the bus, searching for my fare, I found the letter that Jason Coleman had written me last night. I paid the dollar fare, found a seat, and reread the note again.
Hey Brandon,
This is Jason. Came by your house around nine-fifteen, but nobody answered the door when I rang the doorbell…I’m kinda disappointed that I didn’t get spend time with you tonight…
As I thought about it, I realized that I was disappointed too.
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I reported to the main office where the bitter old receptionist, Ms. Grayson grimaced at me from behind her desk. “You’re an hour late, Mr. Newman,” she said.
“Um…my bus ran late…”
“Next time,” she said as she filled out a pink slip for me, “Wake up earlier.” Ms. Grayson handed the note to me. “Report to Mr.Wilson’s room at three-fifteen for detention. Next!”
So obviously I could see that this was already gonna be the worst fuckin day of my life. I snatched the slip away from her and stormed out of the office.
Later, during lunch, I saw Jason Coleman walking in my direction as I sat under my favorite tree.
As he came closer, I was just so mesmerized by how attractive he was; and not just the way he looked. There just seemed to be a confidence about him, a maturity about him that set him apart from most high school boys our age. Jason sat next to, smiling. “Hey,” he said. “Did you get that note I left you last night?”
“Yeah, I did…um…my mother wanted me to go somewhere with her at that last minute. I told her that you were comin over, but she didn’t care. I’m sorry I missed you.”
Jason looked at me intently with his bright hazel eyes for a few seconds, as if he were trying to decide if I was telling the truth or not. He just said, “It’s OK. That’s cool. Well, what are you doin after school?”
I sighed. “Got detention again. But afterwards I free to do whatever.”
“Good,” Jason said. He stood up. “Come to the library after you get out. I’ll be there.” Jason winked at me and walked away. I watched his ass through his semi-tight fitting jeans as he strode off. It was really tight and round-looking. I was still amazed that somebody as good-looking and sophisticated as he was would be interested in me. I looked around to see if Chris was spying on me as he had been the other day. When I didn’t see him, I gathered my stuff and headed to class.
I reported to room 738 after school for detention. The bad thing was that this wasn’t going to be like Ms. Navarro’s detention, where all we had to do was sit in our desks and look like idiots for forty-five minutes. Mr. Wilson, the detention teacher for the whole school, was an unnecessarily cruel asshole that made us actually do things as part of detention, like clean all the bathrooms or pick up trash all over campus. This was really not about to be fun.
There was only four other people in detention other than myself: this extremely good-looking, tall and muscular sophomore fifteen-year-old named Scott Howard, Rachel Johnson who was in my Physics class, and of course, the two people I really wasn’t all too excited to see: Billy Anderson and Chris Green. When Chris saw me, he smiled; I couldn’t really tell if it was an insulting smile, or a genuine smile. Just as I sat in my seat, I heard Mr. Wilson say to me in his extremely deep voice, “Five minutes late, Newman.”
I checked my watch. “It’s three fifteen now.”
Mr. Wilson pointed to the wall clock. “Not on that clock it isn’t.” He walked over to my desk, and as he came closer to me, I could smell the sweet scent of the cologne he wore. Mr. Wilson gripped both sides of my desk and lowered himself down so that our faces were at the same level. He stared at me deeply with his piercing ice-blue eyes. Very deliberately with his sexy lips moving slowly, Mr. Wilson said to me, “Don’t ever be late again, Newman.”
With my heart beating at rapid speed, I answered, “I won’t be.”
I heard Chris, Billy and Scott snickering at me. Mr. Wilson looked in their direction. “Did I tell any of you to make any fuckin noise?” he asked.
“No, sir,” all three said at once. I had forgotten that Mr. Wilson had been head coach for the football team in the fall and their Track and Field coach. That’s why Chris, Billy, and Scott respected (or were intimidated by) him so much. Mr. Wilson looked at me again, for a few seconds. And there was something in the way he looked at me, that was not just anger, but also a look of lust, like he wanted to fuck me right there. It was the same look Chris always gave me. I looked at the wedding band on Mr. Wilson’s finger and then I looked him directly in the eyes. Mr. Wilson arched one of his eyebrows slightly, stood up and headed back toward his desk. Like I had done with Jason, I watched Mr. Wilson’s firm-looking round ass in the snug-fitted brown slacks he wore. I could tell from Mr. Wilson’s body shape that he worked out a lot and had a nice physique. He probably had a giant dick like Billy and Chris. It’s been my experience that football players–and their coaches probably–all though I have only fucked three so far (football players, not coaches)–have massive dicks.
“Anderson and Green,” Mr.Wilson said to Billy and Chris, “I want all the trash in the main courtyard and the bleachers on the football field cleaned up.” To Scott, he said, “Howard, you go clean up the men’s locker room. It should be empty by now. All three of you should be back in less than half an hour. Ms. Johnson you can leave now. I don’t have anything for you to do today.” Rachel looked very happy when Mr. Wilson told her this. She was out of the classroom in two seconds. I didn’t dare think to tell him that was unfair that she got to go while the rest of us stayed. But I, as well as Billy, Chris, and Scott knew that was a bad idea to challenge Mr. Wilson. The three boys left the classroom, leaving Mr.Wilson and I alone. “And you, Newman…” Mr. Wilson reached into one the drawers in his desk and pulled out one of the biggest stacks of papers that I had ever seen in my life. He saw the shocked look on my face and this made him smirk. Mr. Wilson carried the papers over to my desk and placed them on my desk. “I want you to grade each one of these. And if you make any mistakes, I’ll be seein your ass everyday in detention for the next two weeks.” Now I was beginning to see where Chris and Billy got their arrogant, fucked up attitudes from. And I hated to admit that it was actually turning me on.
Half an hour later, when Chris, Billy, and Scott returned, I was only half-way finished with the papers. They were all grinning and their clothes looked a lot more wrinkled and dirty than before they had left. I knew that hadn’t cleaned any up at all. They had probably just finished having a fuckin threesome in the locker room or some place. “We’re finished, coach,” Chris said. He looked at me, flashing one of his taunting, cocky grins. “Can we go now?”
“Yes,” Mr. Wilson said. “All of you can go.” Mr. Wilson turned to me. “Except for you, Newman.”
“Why do I gotta stay?” I asked.
“Because I fuckin said so,” Mr. Wilson said sharply. Scott and Billy quietly left the classroom. Chris remained behind for two seconds, giving me this “too bad for you” look and left as well.
As soon as Chris left the classroom, Mr. Wilson walked over to me, his crotch a few inches away from my face and asked, “Why aren’t you fuckin finished with those papers yet?”
“`Cause there’s like a thousand of them. There’s no way in hell that I’m gonna be able to finish all of these papers in ten minutes.”
“Well,” Mr. Wilson said moving in a little bit closer to me, “guess you’re gonna have to stay a little bit longer.” I looked over at his crotch, because by that time it was obvious that he wanted me to, and saw his cock growing within his pants. My own dick started to grow within my jeans.
“I’m supposed to be meeting somebody at four o’ clock,” I told Mr.Wilson. “I can’t stay that much longer.”
Mr. Wilson’s dick continued to harden inside his slacks. It snacked down his left thigh and swelled to its fullest degree, which appeared to be at least a good ten inches. So I guess my whole football player/coach-big dick theory was proving to be accurate. Mr. Wilson gave his cock a few squeezes though his pants. My dick was rock hard now, poking against the denim of my jeans. A good part of me wanted to see what Mr. Wilson’s dick looked like, and even how it would taste like going in my mouth. But then there was another part that felt bad and guilty about suckin off a teacher. “I’ve been hearin some things about you, Newman,” Mr. Wilson said to me.
My heart skipped. “Things like what?”
Mr. Wilson unbuckled his belt slowly and unbuttoned his slacks. “I’ve heard that you been doin things with my Quarterback.”
I swallowed. My dick was still pulsating. “I don’t know what you’re talkin about.”
Chuckling, Mr. Wilson lowered his zipper down a little bit, just enough for me to see that he was not wearing any underwear. He had shiny brown pubes. “Oh, I think you know what I’m talkin about, Newman.”
“Actually I don’t. And I don’t think it’s really appropriate for you to be doin’ that in front of me.”
“Appropriate?” Mr. Wilson asked with a smirk. “What do you know about appropriate, Newman? You’ve been caught fuckin in Ms. Navarro’s classroom, the boy’s bathroom–and I know about what’s been goin on in the gym and the football field–now is that what you call ‘appropriate’?” Mr. Wilson put one hand into the hole in his zipper and massaged his dick inside of his pants. “I guess the two of you aren’t even tryin to keep it a secret.”
I glared at him. “What do you want?”
Mr. Wilson gave me a coy look that I read as: “You know what I want.” I thought he was going to whip out his dick and try to stick it into my mouth, but instead he rose his zipper and fastened the button to his pants, “Not today. This will have to wait for another time. You can go now, Newman,” Mr. Wilson said.
I waited until my boner deflated a little and then I responded, “But what about these papers you wanted me to grade?”
“Toss `em in the trash. They’re just a bunch of old papers from last year.” Mr. Wilson smiled at me, a very taunting and cruel smile.
That was just another reason for me to hate his fucking guts. I grabbed the pile of papers and dumped them in the recycling bin. Mr. Wilson sat behind his desk and began to write something on a piece of paper. As I was ready to exit the classroom, Mr. Wilson asked me, without looking up from his paper, “You’re not gonna tell anybody about this are you?”
It was basically the same exact question Ms. Navarro had asked me only a week earlier. When she had asked, I didn’t have an answer, but I had one now: “No. But maybe you should be careful. I’m sure you wouldn’t want anyone telling your wife.” Mr. Wilson lifted his head from his paper and gave me a look of surprise, as if he hadn’t expected me to say that. Smiling to myself, I stepped out of the classroom and into the empty hallway.
The library would be closing in under twenty-five minutes. I jogged halfway across campus, hoping that Jason hadn’t left yet. Entering the library doors, I saw that the place was mostly empty. The librarian typed away on his computer at his desk, and when he saw me, he said, “We’re closing in fifteen minutes.”
I checked the computer area, and Jason wasn’t there; I checked the study area, he wasn’t there either, I checked the book stacks, and I still didn’t see him. I went down one narrow book aisle and called out his name. “Jason? Are you still here?”
From the opposite side of the bookshelf, I heard a deep voice say, “No, but I am.” I removed one of the books from the shelf to see Chris’ handsome, grinning face on the other side. “So he let you outta detention huh? I thought you woulda been in there for a least a half hour longer, gettin the ‘special treatment’.” Chris walked around the shelf and joined me in the narrow aisle.
“So I guess the special treatment involves jackin off right in front of my face?”
Chris’ eyebrows arched and he chuckled. “Wilson pulled out his dick? Did he make you jack him off? Suck him off?”
“No!” I pushed my way past him and walked out of the library. Chris followed behind me.
“He left ten minutes ago,” Chris said.
I turned around. “Who?”
“That pretty boy you was chattin up with yesterday. Think he said his name was Jason.”
It felt like my heart had plummeted down to my feet. “Jason? You didn’t talk to him did you?”
Chris shrugged. “For a quick second.”
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“Did you say anything about me?”
“You came up a few times.”
I got really nervous. “What did you tell him, Chris?”
Chris had this amused look on his face. “Nothin too bad. Don’t get all stressed B. Your forehead is all wrinkled.”
“You never get tired of fuckin around with me.” I stuffed the piece of paper into my pocket and walked away.
I heard Chris say from behind me, “I was just tryin to help you out.”
“I don’t need your help.”
Chris followed me as I made my way back across campus toward the main gates. He caught up with me. “B, wait up. Let me take you home.”
“That’s okay, I’ll take the bus.” Seizing me by the hand, Chris dragged me off into the direction of his truck. I tried struggling with him, but either he was stronger than I expected him to be, or I just wasn’t in the mood to really struggle with him. As I calmed down, Chris loosened his grip on me, but he didn’t let go of my hand until we reached his truck.
“Get in,” he said as he unlocked the door. I stepped into the truck reluctantly. Chris turned on the engine and we were cruising down the street in seconds.
I asked “How long are we gonna do this?”
“What?” Chris questioned.
“You know what I’m talkin about. We go to detention, and then we fuck, and then we go to school the next day and pretend like we don’t like each other, like we don’t even know who each other are. It’s gettin kinda boring now. When is it gonna stop?”
“Who said anything about me wantin to fuck you today?” Chris asked. “I’m just takin you home. Besides, you’re probably gonna go and fuck that dude Jason, or whatever the fuck his name is.”
“Who said anything about me fuckin anybody?” I questioned back. “And speakin of fucking, what were you and Billy and that other freshman boy–Scott–or whatever his name is doin’?
“It’s not what you think,” Chris said. He took one hand off the steering wheel and used the other hand to tug at his crotch. “I didn’t fuck either one of them.”
“Yeah right.”
“B, of all people, you should know that it takes longer than twenty minutes for me to get off. It woulda took me a hour and a half at least to bone them. And like I told you yesterday, the only person I’m fuckin is you. Probably can’t say the same thing bout you though.”
“What are you talkin about? You the only one I’m…” I stopped talking before I ended the sentence. “I haven’t done anything with Jason Coleman yet–”
“Did you just hear yourself, B?” Chris took his hand off his dick, which I assumed was hard now, and placed it back on the steering wheel. “You said you haven’t done anything with him ‘yet’.”
“I don’t plan on doin anything with him.” That part wasn’t necessarily true. “I don’t even know him all that much yet.”
“There goes that ‘yet’ word again, B. And `sides, you don’t need to know somebody to fuck `em. You just need to be horny enough.”
“So what’s your point?” I asked, annoyed.
“I want you to admit that you wanna fuck that boy,” Chris said.
“Why?”
Chris didn’t answer.
I looked out my window, watching all the houses and trees that passed by. My heart was fluttering in my chest and my stomach felt like it was bouncing all over the place. “I like being with you,” I whispered. I was hoping that Chris didn’t hear me.
“What did you say?” Chris asked.
“Nothin.” I said.
“No,” Chris responded, looking at me. “I wanna hear what you just said.”
My heart was beating like a jackhammer in my chest; I took a deep breath, and without looking at him, I said a little bit louder, “I said I like being with you.” There was an extended moment of awkward silence and I regretted ever saying anything at all. I wish I could’ve just taken it–
“I like bein with you too…” Chris said. His voice shook a little when he said that, as though it was the hardest thing in the world for him to say. Another moment of silence past and Chris asked, “Do you like me?” I really couldn’t believe he was asking me that, and I could tell by the way his voice was still shaking that he couldn’t believe he asked me either.
“…I don’t know… sometimes I do, sometimes I don’t. What about you?”
Chris hesitated for a moment, and then he answered, “More than I should.”
“More than you should, what?” I asked.
Chris kept his eyes straight on the road. “I like you more than I should. Didn’t think that shit would ever happen.”
“Why?”
“`Cause I don’t wanna like you,” Chris said bluntly. “You and me don’t go together. We’re hella opposite.” Though what he was saying was true, his words still stung.
“I know…” I said.
Chris turned down my street. I hadn’t even realized that we were so close to my house. “That dude likes you, the one I was talkin to in the library–Jason.”
“How do you know?” I was interested in hearing his explanation.
“`Cause I can just tell. When I said your name, his face lit up and shit. He was just sittin there, lookin around like he was waitin for somebody to come. Figured he was waitin for you and all, since I saw you talkin to him the other day. Told him you was still in detention and wouldn’t be out for like another half hour. And then he said he didn’t mind waitin, that he was gonna sit there until you came.”
I was kinda bewildered by all of this. “Did he really say that?”
Chris pulled up into my driveway. He shut off the engine and looked at me. For the first time in the four years that I had known him, Chris actually looked serious; he didn’t have that stupid cocky-ass smile on his face that he usually wore, he just looked really sincere. I was almost amazed.
“If Jason said he was gonna wait for me,” I said, “then how come he wasn’t there when I went to the library?”
Chris turned his face away from me. “Told `im to leave. I told him that he might as well just take his ass home, `cause you wasn’t gonna come.”
“Why did you tell him that?”
Taking a deep breath, Chris said, “`Cause I didn’t want you to go off with him…I wanted you to go with me. And that’s what I’m talkin about, I’m not supposed to care…” He stopped talking.
I didn’t really know what to feel. I didn’t know if I should’ve been angry at Chris for making Jason leave, mad at Jason for not waiting for me like he said he would, or should I be happy that Chris waited for me, and that whether he meant to or not, he had shown that there was a part of him that actually did care about me. I felt a mixture of all those emotions and I didn’t know what to say back to Chris. Again, we sat in awkward silence.
“Are you gonna get out?” Chris asked.
“Do you want me to?”
“Yeah and no.” Chris folded his arms around the steering wheel and rested his head gently against the horn, with his face turned toward me. “You’re right,” he said.
“Right about what?”
“All we do is fight, fuck, and go to detention.” I laughed a little and Chris did the same. “We don’t talk, we don’t hang out. We basically don’t even really like each other. But for the past two weeks we’ve been fuckin nearly everyday. That shit is crazy,” Chris said. “I usually don’t give a fuck about who I’m fuckin…but you…I fuckin didn’t think this shit was gonna end up like this.”
“Me either,” I said. “But I’m kinda glad it did.”
“Why?” Chris asked. “You probably have more in common with that pretty dude than you have with me. You can probably talk to him bout all kinda shit, you’ll laugh at his stupid ass jokes and he’ll laugh at yours; you’ll take corny-ass walks through the park; when you go to school you don’t gotta worry bout if he’s gonna ignore you, and when you fuck him, you don’t gotta worry that he might not like you after. You can’t have that with me.”
“And maybe I’m stupid as fuck,” I said, “but that’s the reason why I like bein with you, `cause you don’t do all those things. You’re right, you do ignore me and when we’re fuckin I’m sure most of the time that you don’t feel anything emotional about it, you just wanna get off. But sometimes I know that when we…have sex…that it kinda means somethin to you. It means somethin to me. Like you told me one time, if I really wanted to, I can always find somebody to fuck. I mean it’s not really hard to find so-called straight football players that would probably love me to suck their dick, but I don’t. If I wanted to be with Jason, I wouldn’t be here with you right now.”
Chris didn’t say anything, he just looked at me. “You’re a fuckin dumb-ass,” he said, bursting out into one of his cocky grins. “All this Hallmark bullshit is about to make me fuckin throw up.”
“Fuck, Chris. You always gotta fuck up the mood.”
“Just playin,” Chris said, “don’t get all PMS-ish.”
Slightly annoyed, I opened the door to the truck and was about to step out, when Chris pulled me back in. He grabbed me by the back of my neck and pulled me onto his lips. The kiss started off hard but soon it became gentle, and our tongues brushed up against each other. Chris’ grip on the back of my neck loosened, but he still held on to me, sucking my bottom lip and brushing my hair with his fingers. It was like every nerve in my body was tingling at once, and my body heated up like I had just stepped into an inferno. I didn’t want him to let go of me. But after three minutes–it felt like three hours–Chris gently pulled away from me. I could barely breathe and warm sweat rolled down my back. “That was for this mornin’,” Chris told me. He leaned forward and kissed me again, this time longer than the first, and he rubbed my dick through my jeans.
“Let’s go to my room,” I told him. “My mother isn’t home.”
Gently biting the side of my neck, Chris said, “I can’t. Got somethin I gotta do. Later.”
I wanted him to fuck me right there in that truck, but I managed to use a little self-control. Reluctantly, I pulled away from Chris and stepped out of the car. As I was about to get out the second time, Chris said to me, “Don’t fuck him, B.”
“Huh?”
“Jason. I don’t want you to fuck him. I don’t care if you chill with him, but I don’t want him diggin you out.” Chris had this very serious face on his face.
Before I really had a chance to think about my answer, I said, “I won’t.”
Chris nodded his head slightly. “Promise me.”
Wow, he was really serious about it. “I don’t make promises, Chris.”
“Make one for me.”
It was hard for me to say it, not because I didn’t want to say it, but because I didn’t know if what I was about to say would be the complete truth. “I won’t do anything with him.”
Chris just stared at me as though he was probing my mind with his eyes. After a while he said, “Okay.”
I stepped out of the truck and watched as Chris drove away down the street; I waited until his truck was out of sight and then went inside. I went into my bedroom and plopped on my unmade bed. The sheets still smelled like sweat and cum from when Chris and I had fucked the day before. As I sniffed the sheets, my dick got hard, wishing that Chris was here now in my bed, that I had his eleven inch dick in my mouth. Unbuckling my jeans, I pulled out my dick and started to jerk myself off slowly. Suddenly images of Mr.Wilson came into my head; I don’t know why I thought of him, but I thought about his big dick throbbing against the tight pants he wore; I wondered what it would’ve tasted like. And then I thought of Jason. I wondered how big his dick was and how he looked like naked. I imagined him on top of me, his sweaty, slender, muscular toned body grinding against mine, his dick grazing against my asscrack. Images of him fucking me hard and fast entered my head and I couldn’t get them out–and I kinda didn’t want to get them out. As I jerked off, I tried to think of Chris only, but it didn’t work. Jason kept popping up. I told Chris that I wasn’t going to do anything with Jason, but I didn’t know if I was going to be able to keep that promise. Seconds before I was about to cum, the doorbell rang.
Quickly I stuffed my dick back into my pants, zipped them up. As I jogged into the living room, I assumed that Chris had changed his mind and come back. However, when I reached the door and opened it, I almost screamed in shock–
Jason was on the other side of the door and he looked so fuckin incredible, like a fuckin supermodel, that I thought I was gonna cum right there in my jeans. “Hey, Brandon. Can I come in?”
It was really hard for me to believe that was really happening, that Jason was really standing on the other side of the door. He smiled at me, that perfect, dazzling white smile that my skin tingle. His hazel eyes glimmered in the remaining sunlight. “Jason, what are you doin here?”
Jason took a step toward me. His scent was a lot sweeter than Chris’ but just as hypnotic, if not slightly more. “Came to see you. This a bad time or something?”
I didn’t know what to say. I was stunned. And then I finally regained my senses. “No, come in.” I stepped aside and Jason entered my house. I still couldn’t believe this was happening. I knew that things were really about to get a lot more complicated than I needed them to be.
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This is the story of my best friend and how one weekend together, changed our lives forever.
“Well it seems you’re not so tough after all, eh Banks?” came the voice of my English teacher to my ears.
At the moment I was unable to answer because I was biting his handkerchief to prevent myself from crying out in pain. Just then the metal edged ruler connected with my bare and exposed ass again almost making me jump but I was unable to move much, restrained as I was. My young body was bent over his desk with my hands tied to the seat in front with Mr. Middlebrooks’ silk tie leaving me helpless for all practical purposes.
Only two hours earlier if someone had said that I’d find myself in this position I wouldn’t have believed it. But here I was sore, red assed and powerless. It was too late now but I wished I hadn’t messed with my teacher earlier like I had. It wasn’t like I had anything against him but the school year was almost over and class was now more like a holding cell with finals already taken last week. For the most part we were just being babysat instead of learning so most of the kids were talking or goofing off during the last class on a Friday afternoon.
I was engaged in a contest with Brian Costello to see which one of us could hit the other more often with thrown erasers and wadded up pieces of paper. He had just tossed an eraser my way and I had managed to deflect it away from my head. Unfortunately for me when I redirected the eraser it had gone in the direction of Mr. Middlebrooks’ desk. In fact it struck a corner of the desk before ricocheting beyond. That certainly got his attention. Before that he had been ignoring his unruly class while paying attention to his open laptop.
“Banks – front and center now” he called out in his clipped English accent. (How funny was that – the English teacher actually being English.)
Dragging myself to my feet I sauntered to the front of the classroom. Brian was looking the other way as if he had nothing to do with what just happened. I approached his desk and stood there with a cocky grin on my face.
“Mr. Banks I believe you threw the eraser that’s now on the floor in the corner.”
“Incorrect Mr. Middlebrooks, what I did was deflect it like a hockey goalie does with the puck or they do in soccer which no doubt you know about” I replied with a smug expression.
“I see. You know Banks the school year isn’t quite over yet in spite of my allowing you students to act like it is. In fact detention hall is still open for another seven days. Perhaps you would like to spend your afternoons after school there until then?”
“No I wouldn’t but I really can’t control that.”
“That’s true Banks but at this moment I’m undecided. However either way I want you to pick up the eraser and put it on my desk. And in future when you speak to me you are to address me as sir or Mr. Middlebrooks if that’s not too difficult.”
“Yes sir, Mr. Middlebrooks” I sarcastically replied.
He arched an eyebrow over his hazel eyes but said nothing. Walking around the desk I was about to crouch down and retrieve the eraser when an idea came to me on how I could mess with him. Even before I was in his class I’d heard rumors about Mr. Middlebrooks and how he and another teacher, a male gym teacher, shared a house. The consensus was he was gay but it had never been confirmed. Just to mess with him I bent at the waist as I reached down to pick up the eraser so my butt was facing him.
Not being vain but I knew that it looked good. I’d been working out lately to add a little muscle and I had a nice six pack not that he could see that but for some reason I also had a muscular ass for my size. I was naturally on the lean side with a low percentage of body fat and weighed around one hundred and thirty pounds but whether due to exercise or genetics I did have an ass. It might not be a true bubble butt but it certainly filled out my jeans.
I fumbled around a bit before I picked up the eraser and when I did I turned my head back so I could see behind me. Mr. Middlebrooks’ eyes were glued to my ass as I was bent over. Slowly I straightened up my body and as I did I thought that my experiment was a success. As far as I was concerned Mr. Middlebrooks might as well have yelled out he liked guys. For what other reason would a man stare at a guy’s butt? I turned to go back to my seat and as I passed him I heard Mr. Middlebrooks almost whisper to me his voice was so low.
“Oh you think you’re clever Banks, do you?”
With a serene expression on my face I ignored what he said and strolled back to my desk. For the remaining fifteen minutes of class I chilled and did nothing. The only thing that bothered me was that every time I looked up Mr. Middlebrooks seemed to be looking my way. It got to the point I was feeling uncomfortable about it all. Its not like I was trying to attract him or to piss him off. I was just having fun but he seemed to be all obsessing. The bell finally rang and I headed for the door as fast as I could. I was just about to slip out when I felt a hand grab my arm.
“Not so fast Banks” Mr. Middlebrooks said as he kept a hold of me.
As we stood there the rest of the class filed out of the room leaving us the only ones remaining. He then closed the door and led me toward his desk. Once I was besides it he released me and sat and for the next few minutes he ignored me while busying himself with his laptop. I remained quiet but as time dragged on I began to shift my feet around. My guess is he noticed as a moment later he raised his face and looked at me.
“You know Banks being its almost summer recess I was going to be lenient about the eraser but you had to push it further. So now you can cool your smart ass in detention the rest of the year. Have anything to say in your defense?”
“What for? You’ve made up your mind already. I don’t think I did anything worth getting detention over. I’m sorry that when I protected myself from an eraser it hit your desk. But other kids were goofing off as much as me…Sir!” I said leaving a long pause before saying sir.
“We both know its not the eraser but the fact that when you picked it up you shook your bum in my face” he retorted.
“My what?” I said acting all confused though I knew what he meant but I played it dumb.
“Oh that’s right, you Yanks don’t understand the proper King’s English. What I meant was your arse, understand that boy! No, then how about your butt. Better now Banks?”
He became all worked up during this outburst and his pale face reddened considerably.
“No need to get upset Mr. Middlebrooks – now I know what you mean by bum. Okay” I told him raising my hands up with the palms facing out.
He narrowed his eyes as he stared hard at me and I saw his lip curl into a sneer.
“I’m quite sure” he said as he brought his hand to his chin and stroked his neatly clipped beard. “But believe you me Banks, back in my homeland I would still be allowed to properly punish you. There would be no need for detention. In fact I’ll offer you a deal if you like. Thirty minutes of your time and in exchange no detention. Since each session is an hour that will add up to a lot of time cooped up in school when you could be out with your friends in the sun.”
“Sounds good, but there has to be a catch. What would I have to do?”
“Do? Very little Banks. In fact I’ll be doing most of the work” he replied as he stood.
Once he did he towered over me. Mr. Middlebrooks was a tall man, around six foot four I would guess while I was a few inches shy of six feet. On top of that he was a big man, neither fat nor muscular appearing but just a naturally large limbed person. As I watched his hand took hold of his tie, first loosening and then removing it.
“Banks stand here” he ordered indicating a space directly in front of his large, wooden desk.
Once I sidled there I looked at him as if to say what now when he caught me off guard. Moving faster than I expected from one of his size he jammed his leg against the back of my knees. To remain standing I was forced to throw my hands against the desktop and in spite of this I still almost lost my balance. Before I was able to say or do anything he pressed his much larger body against my back preventing me from moving while forcing my chest toward the desk. Quickly he wrapped his tie around my wrists a few times then knotted it leaving one end dangling.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I sputtered out indignantly.
He didn’t answer but instead he took the tie end and tied it to his chair which was an old fashioned high backed style made of solid wood with four legs rather than the kind with wheels. Once he was satisfied I was securely bound I felt his body rise off me at which point he walked to the front of his desk. The first thing he did was move his laptop to the far end of the desk away from me. Now he had a smirk on his face as he opened the drawer and removed a wooden ruler. It was eighteen inches long with a metal edge to it.
“Though I’m not a math teacher I still strongly believe in using rulers with troublesome students like yourself Banks.”
“You aren’t planning on doing what I think with that, are you?” I asked my eyes suddenly wide.
“Well if you’re thinking that I plan on spanking your bare bottom with this ruler then you would be correct Banks. A little corporal punishment goes a long way in keeping naughty schoolboys in line and more importantly obedient. Now lets pull down those trousers so that we may begin.”
“That’s not a good idea Mr. Middlebrooks” I said trying to sound more confident than I felt at the moment “at the least you could lose your job teaching and maybe even be arrested.”
My words seemed to have no effect on him as with me helplessly restrained he reached under me and unbuckled my belt, then unfastened my jeans. Grabbing my waistband he yanked downward, not only lowering my jeans but also pulling my briefs down as well. He followed that with a low whistle and to my shock his hand cupped then squeezed one of my ass cheeks.
“Mr. Middlebrooks you better stop now before you do something you’ll regret. I swear I’ll call for help if you don’t let me go right now” I demanded of him.
“Oh will you now Banks. Not very nice of you trying to get me in trouble. I believe I will have to up the ante so to speak” he said but he took his hand off my ass.
The next thing he did however was to grab my briefs which were around my knees. I heard a tearing sound and I felt some pressure against my leg and the next thing I knew he was holding up what was left of them.
“Fuck this, there’s no way I’m going….” was all I could get out before he forced his wadded up handkerchief in my mouth muffling me.
He then wrapped the remnant of my briefs around my face over my mouth and tied it at the back of my head holding his handkerchief in place. Now I was getting a little scared. I was bound and gagged with my jeans near my ankles and my teacher had already felt me up and was now planning on spanking me. I attempted to cry out but for the most part I was silenced and though I struggled I was unable to free myself. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain as Mr. Middlebrooks delivered his first blow to my bare unprotected ass.
I cried out but due to my being gagged all that was heard was a muffled squeak. My lower body moved as far away from him as possible under the circumstances but he easily connected with his next blow to my upturned ass. He paused after each blow he delivered, allowing me to feel the full impact before giving me the next. Though I writhed about from the pain with the added hope that I might lessen their impact Mr. Middlebrooks was having none of that.
“Enough with your squirming Banks, take your punishment like a man. All you are doing with your gyrating is extending the length of time this will take. In fact the more you move the longer I’ll spank you so its up to you really. I don’t mind dragging this out as watching your delightful bum tremble and shake is having a profound effect on me.”
After he said this I managed to turn my head and look his way and if I wasn’t gagged my jaw would have dropped. He stood to the side of me with the ruler suspended over me in his right hand while his left hand was fondling a large and growing bulge in his trousers. Seeing me looking he winked at me before delivering another swat to me, all the while continuing to lasciviously rub himself.
The skin on my butt felt red and raw from the repeated blows but at that moment I had a bigger problem so to speak. The fact was that as he continued to spank me I was getting an erection. As I felt myself hardening my face reddened as much as my ass and I prayed he didn’t notice. Maybe it was because those things just happened at my age. It was hardly the first time I had gotten a woody at an inopportune or embarrassing moment. Often me and my friends would joke about such things but this was much worse than getting one in church or in a public place where anyone could see. Mr. Middlebrooks had shown himself to be gay and that he found my ass attractive and he was now playing with himself as he spanked me. Terrified I shut my eyes tightly and a moment later the blows ceased.
“Well, well Banks and what do we have here?” I heard him ask in his cultured voice and the next thing I knew I felt the touch of the ruler against my half hard dick. “It seems that either young Mr. Banks enjoys being spanked – a lot! Or he is thinking about what’s in my trousers and what I’m going to do to him with it.”
As he pushed and prodded me I felt it stiffen further until it felt fully erect. Mr. Middlebrooks again walked to the front of his desk and reached into the open drawer. This time he removed then placed a bottle of skin lotion on the desk near me. He squirted a generous amount onto his left hand and moved next to me. I felt like a mouse that was helplessly awaiting a rattlesnake’s bite and unable to escape it. With a wicked grin he reached down and wrapped his large, warm hand around my shaft forcing a muffled moan from me.
His hand fully engulfed my erection, covering its whole length easily. He slowly stroked me, paying extra attention to just below my head and unconsciously I spread my thighs allowing him greater access. His hand coated me with the lotion as he resumed spanking me but I barely felt it due to all my attention being centered on the pleasure his hand was giving me.
It seemed obvious to me that he knew what he was doing, no doubt he had handled many before mine. I had jerked off a lot since I’d discovered the joy of masturbation but I couldn’t remember it ever feeling so good this quick before. He’d been stroking me for less than a minute and my breathing was already rapid and I could feel my heart beating fast. Mr. Middlebrooks seemed to know just the right amount of pressure to apply where it greatly stimulated me without being too tight. When he slid his hand over the head he managed to do it with an upward sweeping flourish that had me on the edge in no time. He clearly perceived what he was doing to me and was enjoying himself greatly.
“Its plainly evident that you like what I’m doing Banks, no point in denying it. You’re leaking pre-cum like mad and I don’t think you’re going to last much longer.”
There was no way I could refute him even if I wasn’t gagged and anything I might say would come out garbled. My body was clearly signaling its approval of what he was doing by its reaction. And he was certainly right about me being close. It took less than a minute from when he spoke for me to feel the familiar sensation of my balls drawing up towards my body and my dick swelling. I moaned into his handkerchief as my cum shot out of me like a torrent.
The first shot of my cum hit the floor with a splat as Mr. Middlebrooks had me pointed down as he stroked me. He continued milking me of all my cum, not slowing his movement until no more came and the floor below was marked by multiple white droplets. He gave me one last stroke and he made sure to squeeze my now overly sensitive head making me shudder from the feeling.
“Enjoyed that Banks? Good. That was some nice cum you had. Very impressive amount you produced. Quite frankly I’m surprised considering the size of your equipment. Back when I was young in England we used to talk about everything being bigger in America. Obviously that isn’t always the case” he said with a smirk.
My face turned red as a beet from what he’d said to me as I knew it was accurate. The fact was at four inches erect the best I could be considered was on the smaller end of average and I wasn’t very thick either with a circumference of just over four inches. My balls were also on the smaller size too if I could go by the average size I saw while in the showers after gym class. I had hope that I could still grow there but while my body continued to mature my private parts had a spurt where they got bigger and sprouted hair at twelve but in the time since then had stayed the same.
“Well don’t feel bad Banks. Not everyone can be hung and in your case nature gave you a cute bum as compensation. Believe me I don’t care how big you are, my interests are more focused on other parts of your anatomy. However if you would like to see what a man’s cock looks like…”
He moved to where I could clearly see him at which time he unfastened his trousers and pushed them down freeing his own cock. His hand grasped it and he stroked it for my benefit as I stared dumbfounded. It was the biggest I had ever seen in person but then I hadn’t seen any except for other teens in the locker room and none of them were hard. Of course I had seen porn on the internet but those guys tended to be freaks of nature and it was still hard to guess their real size from videos.
Mr. Middlebrooks might not have been as large as the real freaks but from what I could see he was plenty big. On top of that he was uncut which I had never seen before in person. His hand was stroking himself and as he did his foreskin slid up and down over his swollen head. The head was red and coated with his pre-cum and as I watched he stepped close to me so that he was standing right by the side of my head.
His free hand untied my briefs and dropped them before he plucked his handkerchief from my mouth and put it on the desk. I worked my jaw around after he freed it making sure everything was still in good working order. A dry mouth was all I seemed to be suffering from when I felt Mr. Middlebrooks’ hand touch my cheek. I turned to look at him and I was almost poked by his stiff cock it was so close.
His hand was still wrapped around it stroking and I could now see that it had a slight upward curve to it and I’d certainly been right about it being large. His was certainly two or three inches longer than mine but it was the girth that was truly impressive. When his hand was wrapped around my much thinner one his fingers had easily overlapped it but on his shaft his fingers barely met his thumb. Meanwhile his balls were at least twice as large as mine and where my pubic hair was light and sparse his was a thick jungle of wiry coarse hair. His voice snapped me out of my musings about his superior cock size.
“Well Banks I gave you a nice cum and now its time for you to return the favor. Be a good lad and open wide for me” he told me while pressing the mushroom head to my lips.
Just because he’d masturbated me to orgasm was no reason for me to give him a blowjob I decided. It wasn’t like I asked him to or even had a say in the matter. He had taken advantage of me while I was tied up and helpless. Plus I had never sucked a guy off before and had no desire to honestly. I was attracted to girls not that I’d had much success with them but that wasn’t the point.
Managing to twist my head away first I answered him. “I don’t know about that Mr. Middlebrooks. I’m not into guys and I don’t want to.”
“Oh that’s how it is then. I show you a good time and you don’t want to reciprocate, hmm? Two things Banks, I believe you are in denial about liking guys. You came far too fast and hard for someone who’s not into it. Two if you don’t want to suck me I won’t make you. I’m not going to spank you again or anything else to force you to do so. But I do plan on cumming and since you have closed one path it seems I have to use what’s left available to me.”
While continuing to stroke his cock Mr. Middlebrooks reached out with his other hand and felt my ass. He slid it down until his finger was between my butt cheeks where it pushed against my entrance.
“W-w-what are you doing?” I asked though it seemed plain what he was attempting.
“You’ve left me no choice Banks” he said as his fingertip managed to push a tiny bit into me “if you won’t cooperate then I’ll do what I must to get off. To be honest with you I believe I’ll enjoy buggering you more than a blowjob anyway. You probably don’t know what you’re doing so how good could it be. For this it doesn’t matter, I’ll just pound that tight bum of yours until I can’t take it anymore and cum in you.”
While he talked he continued to force his long finger deeper and as he did he began to wriggle it around. I realized he had me good. If I didn’t do what he wanted he would just do as he pleased with me, in fact that was what he’d been doing anyhow since restraining me. One way or another he planned on getting off using me and I was unable to do anything about it. But it seemed to me that giving him a blowjob was the lesser evil.
“Wait Mr. Middlebrooks, maybe we can, you know work something out” I said hopefully.
“And how would we do that Banks?” he replied as his finger continued to probe me when he touched a part of me that made me shudder and my still erect cock twitch. “Oh I see I found your prostrate Banks. You appear to like this” he continued as he kept massaging it and he was right about me liking it. It felt weird yet good at the same time and as he did it my erection moved of its own accord, dancing to an invisible song that he directed. “Wouldn’t you rather I fill your arse with my hard cock?”
In spite of his finger feeling good in me I didn’t think his much thicker cock would have the same effect. It was so large I was afraid it could severely damage my virgin ass.
“No, no Mr. Middlebrooks, I think you would hurt me if you did that. Maybe I can do for you what you did to me” I suggested.
“Not really a fair offer Banks. I doubt you could do as good a job wanking me as I could do myself. Besides at this point I need more than a hand job. I suppose I could let you suck my cock but you have to do a good job of it. Agreed?”
“I’ll do my best…” I began but that was as far as I got as his head slid between my lips as I replied to him.
My lips stretched wide to accommodate his girth as he pushed more into my mouth. The taste of musk and salty sweat almost overwhelmed me as I tasted a man’s cock for the first time ever but it somehow seemed appropriate. Mr. Middlebrooks groaned with pleasure as my mouth engulfed him. He kept his right hand wrapped around his thick base while his left hand finger continued fingering my ass.
“Okay Banks, start sucking my cock. Use your lips and tongue. Don’t think I’m going to do all the work for you. And mind your teeth, I don‘t want to feel them.”
I did my best to follow his instructions but it wasn’t easy. My mouth was stretched wide already just to accommodate his thick cock not giving my tongue much wriggle room to move. On top of that Mr. Middlebrooks had begun to work his hips back and forth. He wasn’t going fast or deep but still it made things that much more difficult. All I could do was suck a little as he slid his hot flesh between my lips.
Maybe he realized this so he started to thrust deeper with his large head hitting the entrance of my throat with each forward move almost making me gag. Suddenly he pulled his cock from my mouth while also removing his finger from my ass. His left hand now grabbed me by my hair as he slightly shifted his position.
“Suck on my balls Banks. Take one in your mouth” he ordered me in a no nonsense voice.
I opened my mouth and managed to take one of his large hairy balls inside. He groaned as my tongue rolled it around as I also sucked on it. I could see that he was now rapidly pumping his cock and he seemed to be concentrating on the big head and right below it. He started groaning more the longer this went on when without warning he pulled back freeing his ball from my mouth.
“Oh yes, I’m going to cum! Open wide Banks” he cried out loudly.
I opened my mouth as much as possible as Mr. Middlebrooks frantically stroked when with a grunt he erupted. His hand held me in place and as I watched his first blob of cum came directly at and into my eye catching me off guard. It burned a little and I blinked trying to get it out. Meanwhile the second spurt hit my nose and cheek before he was able to perfect his aim. The third and subsequent shots found their way into my waiting mouth.
It tasted bitter to me as I swished it around on my tongue. Mr. Middlebrooks produced a lot of cum befitting someone with such big balls and by the time he was done I had quite a mouthful. Looking up at his face with my good eye I saw that it was red and that he had an expression of pure ecstasy on it. Once no more cum came from him he pushed his cock into my mouth. I knew what he wanted so I sucked on the head while running my tongue across it provoking a moan of pleasure from him. His hand stroked my hair as I did so until with a gasp he pulled out of my mouth.
His fingers found the stray drops of cum on my face from when he missed and he brought them to my lips where he fed me with a laugh. He even removed what he could from my eye and gave me that as well and I swallowed it down with a sour expression.
“Well you passed your test on cum eating Banks. Unfortunately your grade for cocksucking is incomplete at best. You will need a lot of tutoring to pass I feel. While I did cum it was more because of my own hand then anything you did with your pretty mouth. And if I hadn’t been so excited due to everything else we did I wouldn’t have cum so easily. So it seems to me that you didn’t live up to your part of our bargain.”
“That’s not fair” I replied.
“Life isn’t fair. Deal with it. These days all people talk about is self esteem and fairness as if by throwing those words around everything can be made perfect. Well it can’t and fair or not you didn’t make me cum with your mouth so to my mind you still owe me a cum. However I consider myself a decent chap so I believe we can work this out to benefit us both.”
He walked behind me and delivered a sharp slap to my sore ass which caused me to jump a little before he leaned down and kissed me in the same spot. His hand snaked around my leg and again encircled my erection and gently stroked it making me gasp. Mr. Middlebrooks then slid a finger from his other hand back into my ass to its full length.
“You like that Banks, me stroking your young hard cock as I finger your tight little bum. Feels good no doubt. Maybe you’d enjoy another finger there, hmm?”
I didn’t answer so he worked another one in me forcing a groan from my lips. He proceeded to build up a matching rhythm where he timed stroking me as he finger fucked me until I thought I’d go crazy from the feeling. On top of that his hot mouth was kissing me all over my ass while he did this. Between my youthful horniness and his skillful handling within a few minutes I was moaning like crazy and on the verge of cumming again.
“Yes Mr. Middlebrook don’t stop! It feels so good, please don’t stop!” I begged him.
Whether it was because of what I said or he sensed how close I was to orgasm he suddenly stopped all his movements leaving me to cry out in frustration.
“No! Why did you stop? Please Mr. Middlebrooks!” I implored him.
“You want to cum again I see. Well so do I Banks so I’ll tell you what is going to happen. I plan on giving you the best orgasm of your life and in return you will give me a great one in return.”
As he said this he gave my young prick a gentle squeeze causing my body to shudder with delight. Then he released it and also slid his two long fingers out of my ass. Next his hand grabbed the bottle of lotion from the desk. Twisting my body at the waist I turned so that I could see what he was doing. Mr. Middlebrooks squirted a generous amount onto his hand and began to work it into the skin of his smooth hard cock, adding a little more as he did so. Then he held the bottle over me and let some go. I felt the smooth lotion drip onto my ass crack including some right on my hole. His fingers then smeared it around even slipping back in me to coat my anus so it was fully lubricated.
“Mr. Middlebrooks wait…” I began but he cut me off curtly.
“Hush Banks! This is going to happen. It will hurt some to begin with, possibly a lot as I am quite thick but I promise you it will get better and before we’re done you’ll be loving it. I’m not going to gag you now but if you make too much noise I’ll be forced to. Now the best thing you can do is relax as much as possible and breathe in a slow and deliberate manner.”
After saying this he again reached around and took my prick in his hand and held it while his other hand pushed my chest flat against his desk. He didn’t stroke me now as much as he gently squeezed it then loosened his grip. Following his instructions I tried to relax as best I could but I was very nervous about what was coming. Still I regulated my breathing, taking in slow deep breaths and then slowly exhaling.
“That’s a good boy” he said as he pressed his large head against my puckered hole “just keep doing what you’re doing.”
After he said that he again squeezed my erection as I continued to breathe. We must have been like that for a minute standing there still. He continued to gently squeeze me on and off while his cock patiently waited at my hole. Though I knew it was going to happen I was able to relax some and when I next took a deep breath Mr. Middlebrooks thrust his hips forward very hard.
With all the lubrication and the fact that his fingers had loosened me some already he was able to drive his head and a few inches of his shaft into my tight ass immediately. I cried out from the pain while at the same time Mr. Middlebrooks let out a gasp of pleasure. It felt like I was being split in two and as he attempted to push deeper I couldn’t take anymore.
“Please stop Mr. Middlebrooks! Its just too big! I can’t take it, it hurts too much!” I gasped out and I already felt my eyes tearing up.
“Calm down Banks. Stop being such a crybaby! I won’t try and go any deeper for now. Keep breathing and relax.”
“I’m trying but it really hurts Mr. Middlebrooks. Please take it out” I begged him.
“You’ve got to learn to handle things with a stiff upper lip like we do in Britian. Really I’m sure its not that bad Banks.”
He stroked my hair softly then without warning clamped his hand over my mouth as he forced the rest of his thick cock into me. It hurt even more than before and I attempted to scream but his large hand muffled me so it came out as a low moan. He pushed forward just a little more and I could feel his pubic hair brush the raw skin of my ass. He leaned down and whispered in my ear then.
“I’m all the way in you now. You’ve taken my whole cock boy. I’m going to stay like this a minute while you get used to it before I move. Keep trying to relax.”
True to his word he didn’t thrust or move his cock in any way. He did however begin kissing my shoulder and back and his hand started to stroke me again. I’d lost most of my erection due to the pain when he’d forced his way up my ass but he kept stroking me and in spite of the pain he managed to cause me to start growing again.
“Good boy! Get that little cock of yours nice and hard for me. Just think how good it feels while I play with it, concentrate on that.”
His hand soon had me fully erect at which time he moved the hand off my mouth and turned my head to the side. He leaned in and his lips found mine in a kiss. He was insistent and demanding and soon his tongue had slipped into my mouth and explored it. All the while his hand continued to play with me and I could now feel pre-cum oozing out my hole. Reluctantly he broke our kiss so he could speak.
“Very good. Here’s what I’m going to do now. We’re going to move our bodies together to start so you can get used to it. Nice and slow to begin with.”
The hand that had been on my head he moved to the top front of my thigh and after that he pulled me back while at the same time moving his own hips backward. For the next minute or so we continued with this, moving our hips in rhythm with each other so that though he moved slightly in me I was able to bear it. All the while he did this he continued to slowly stroke me until there was more pleasure than pain.
“How are you doing Banks? Are you ready for a little more?” he asked.
“It still hurts sir, but its getting better I think. Your hand feels really good though.”
“You like me stroking your little cock then, good. I tell you what I’m going to do. I’m going to start to fuck your tight ass now. Slowly to start with and as I do I’m going to speed up my hand. Would you like me to make you cum again?”
“Yes I want to cum Mr. Middebrooks. But please take it easy on my ass. This is the first time I’ve done this and you are sooo big.”
“Yes I am Banks. I’ll do my best to go slow but I’m using all my willpower as it is to not pound you like you deserve for waving your bum in my face. Now hold onto the chair and don’t move.”
My fingers grabbed hold of his wooden chair as he moved his hand from my hip and placed it on my lower back right above my ass and pressed me into the desk. Then he slowly pulled back until around half of him was in me before slamming the rest back in. I let out a loud moan but he didn’t seem to care. He kept sliding back and forth in me driving his full length into me with each thrust while pulling out halfway.
Mr. Middlebrooks was now stroking me rapidly while doing his best to keep from fucking me as hard as he wished though it was plain he was still enjoying himself. With each forward movement his large balls slapped my flesh and his hairy legs collided with mine.
“Your bum is so tight on my cock Banks. It feels delightful let me tell you. I haven’t felt one so tight since, well since my last virgin schoolboy. Now listen up! You have a minute to cum and after that I’m really going to let you have it whether you’ve cum or not so do your best.”
I did my utmost to think of how good it felt as his hand stroked me and I was beginning to enjoy the feeling of his big cock in me as well. His hips had increased the speed of his thrusts also but he was still partially in control of his body.
“Come on Banks you can do it. Hurry now, time’s running out!”
“Don’t stop please!” I cried out “I’m so close sir!”
“Well do it boy! Shoot your load!” he said with his hand now a blur on my hard prick.
“Yes! Yes! I can feel it!” I managed to gasp out before letting out a long drawn out moan. “Yes I’m cumminggg!”
“That’s it Banks! Cum for me” he ordered as he buried his impressive girth with each thrust.
I felt my balls tighten as the feeling overwhelmed me and as Mr. Middlebrooks continued fucking me I lost it. With each thrust of his a shot of cum erupted from me and hit the side of the desk as his hand milked me. My mouth was just making unintelligible noises by now as my whole body tightened up. With every spurt I came I felt my cock, balls and ass contract though his thick cock kept my ass wide open. My breathing was ragged while my legs now felt like rubber. Only my chest resting on the desk and his cock deep in my ass kept me on my feet.
He squeezed me a few more times to force the last bit of cum from me at which time he released me. Placing that hand on the desk beside me Mr. Middlebrooks was true to his word. Now that I’d cum he began to fuck me in earnest, greatly increasing his speed. For the next few minutes he pounded me like there was no tomorrow. If I thought he had been going hard before then I was set straight by him now. My legs went on me though I remained in place due to the other factors in play. While technically I was still on my feet it was more the sides than the soles and my legs just trembled and shook as he thrust in and out of my ass. By now the saliva was running freely from my mouth and pooling on his desk.
Seeing what condition I was in Mr. Middlebrooks stopped what he was doing and slowly pulled out of me. When he did we both let out a groan at the same time due to the feeling. His hand grabbed my leg and with an effort he lifted my lower body and muscled it onto the desk. He yanked my sneakers off and then removed my jeans as well.
“Let go of the chair and roll onto your back boy and be quick about it” he ordered once he’d put me on the desk and stripped the clothing from my lower half.
With a groan I managed to comply so that I was now flat on my back with my lower legs hanging over the side. Mr. Middlebrooks then reached out with his handkerchief and wiped the drool that covered my lower jaw and chin from me.
“Banks you are a mess” he said simply as he also looked at my slimy half hard cock.
“Yes sir, I am” I answered not that I cared how I looked then.
“Don’t get me wrong. You look very hot when you’re well fucked boy. Now answer me this and truthfully. Did you enjoy that last orgasm?”
“Yes very much sir! Thank you sir, I enjoyed it a lot.”
“I told you that you would. How did it feel cumming with my big, thick cock fucking your tight ass?”
I paused for a moment before answering as I wished to get it right. “You were right sir. I never felt like that when I came before. It was…incredible!”
His face broke into a broad smile but he didn’t let it slow him down any. First he lifted my right leg in the air and gripped his fat cock right below the purplish head. He pushed it to what was now my fuck hole and slid it in. Though I still felt discomfort and it still seemed to be tight for him it went in much easier now. Once his cock was partially in me Mr. Middlebrooks took hold of my other leg and raised it as well then drove balls deep.
“Uuuhnn” I groaned as he filled me fully with his wide cock.
Putting his weight on my legs he again pounded me hard and fast. This time it seemed to be getting to him more. The sweat was dripping from his face and his complexion was reddening as he drove in and out of me.
“Oh yes Banks! Your hot arse is squeezing me good. Its going to be my turn now. I’m getting close boy. I’ll fill your bum with my cream. Ohh yes!”
Mr. Middlebrooks didn’t stop but continued relentlessly thrusting until it finally proved too much. With a loud gasp I felt his large cock swell inside me then I felt him ejaculate in my ass. I clearly felt it throb with each shot as a virtual deluge of hot cum filled me. He came a lot but eventually it stopped shooting though he remained buried in me. After catching his breath he spread my legs wider and then leaned down and kissed me. I eagerly responded and when his tongue entered my mouth I sucked on it hard.
We kissed a bit but all good things must end. He pulled away and then withdrew his softening cock from my ass with a slight popping sound. When he did I felt some of his cum escape and roll down my leg. Dropping my legs he managed to retrieve my torn briefs which he used to wipe his cock clean with. Once satisfied with his efforts Mr. Middlebrooks moved to where his chair was at which time he untied my hands.
Though I was now free I was so spent that for a minute I didn’t move but just lay there. It wasn’t until he beckoned to me that I reluctantly sat up before sliding from the desk and standing on shaky legs.
“Come Banks. You’ve done well but there is another task for you remaining. First kneel down.”
I did as he said and once I had he stepped right before me. His hand held his half hard cock and he brought it close.
“Pay the proper respect to my cock! The cock that claimed and defiled your virgin ass. The cock that fucked the cum from you. The cock that taught you your place. Kiss it!”
I didn’t hesitate but instead eagerly bestowed his still mighty member with the respect it deserved. In fact I even opened my mouth and sucked on the head making him groan as it still was quite sensitive. Finally when he felt it was sufficient he pushed me away playfully.
“So how did you enjoy your first lesson in all male love Banks.”
“Words fail me sir. It was incredible and I’d say unbelievable except since it happened I have to believe.”
His hand absently pet my head as his other pulled his trousers up and in a minute he looked presentable though I preferred him with his glorious cock free.
“Get dressed lad” he told me as he sat heavily in his chair.
Looking at him now shyly I did as he told me while he wrote something on a piece of paper. When he finished he looked up and his eyes met mine.
“Well boy you know that in sucking cock your grade is incomplete. How do you think you did on taking a hard cock up your bum?”
“I know I greatly enjoyed it sir but I’m not qualified to grade myself. You are in as much better position to say sir.”
“I have to say Banks you certainly get an A for obedience. You have properly addressed me since I corrected you earlier. Good job.”
“Thank you sir” I said blushing from his praise.
“As far as your other grade now is not a good time to give it. Due to the situation I’m afraid that I might be unfairly biased in your favor right now. I do believe you will need much more tutoring on theses subjects this summer though. Any thoughts?”
“I agree sir. I still have a lot to learn if I can find the right tutor.” When I said this I looked straight at Mr. Middlebrooks.
“Quite correct Banks. For your first lesson report promptly to this address tomorrow at seven in the evening. If you are late even one minute you will be disciplined. No questions now. You are dismissed” he said brusquely handing me a slip with an address printed on it.
“Yes sir, thank you sir” I said taking it from him and leaving without another word.
That night after dinner I didn’t go out and when my parents asked why I was staying home on a Friday I told them I felt a little sick. I went to my room and thought about what had happened earlier and I became very excited. I had to masturbate twice in order to be able to fall asleep but I knew that tomorrow my education would continue. I smiled before rolling over and closing my eyes.
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