Date: Sat, 11 Jul 2015 18:15:58 +1000 From: Lawrence Bradman Subject: Walk that mile Part 2 Walk that mile. Part 2 It brought back fond memories of when I was a pre pubescent kid exploring my sexuality and the secret thrills we experienced in doing so, there was lots of fingering then but that was just for starters of course. Thinking back, I was certainly glad that I'd had my anus stretched (we'd see how many fingers we could get up each other!) because it served me in good stead at the time. There had been rumours about one of the teachers, he liked pretty boys it was said, but school was full of rumours and I only half listened as I fondled my current partner's penis - he swore blind it was true and that he knew someone who had a friend who'd been 'done'. I wasn't sure what 'done' meant but it added spice to what we were doing with each other, resulting in an extra fun session. Then it happened, there had been nothing unusual about the class but when we were dismissed, I was asked to stay behind "Uh oh, trouble!" I thought but what?? He was a thin kindly looking man with glasses, reminding me of a goat (rather apt actually). Mr. ****** silently got up and locked the class room door and resumed his seat before beckoning me over, when I stood beside him he spoke "Er, um it has come to my attention young ***** that you have been conducting experiments of a sexual nature with other boys, now of course you won't want this information to go any further?" Numb with fear I nodded. He resumed, now I think it is about time you moved on a step, perhaps you will even derive some pleasure from I'm about to do...be thankful, I only select the choicest boys to 'educate' in this way...so let's have those pants down...there we are, well, well, most attractive - aren't we? Come closer now and just bend over while..." He rummaged around in his desk to produce a jar of what I knew to be Vaseline, inserting a finger he produced a large dollop of the stuff, with one hand he parted my buttocks and next I felt the cool jelly at my opening, then the penetration. He was thorough in a pedantic sort of way "Yes, you will be tight but...I dare say we shall manage...now just let me..." Of course I had guessed what was to happen, my feelings were hard to describe, anticipation, anxiety, excitement - a mixture of all those things and then while bent over a desk, I glance behind "My God! Of course his prick was larger than any I'd encountered up until then but I was left in no doubt as to what he intended to do with it...certain images remain fixed in my mind, the class room clock for example, it read 2.10. Penetration didn't take place immediately though because a soft voice instructed "Now, let's get a better look at you then, yes really rather pretty so I think we'll have the pants off completely, around the ankles is so sloppy - don't you think?" I of course obliged and guessed that he'd be ogling my half naked body, I didn't mind it actually in fact - I felt myself becoming hard! He noticed and moved up behind "Yes, well we are nicely ready aren't we so just hold still, I'll push a bit and you must relax, otherwise it might hurt, remember to relax now - here goes....yessss, wait, relax don't tense...aaaaah!" I saw stars initially, as the pain subsided though I could feel him, right up inside, he was still stretching me of course but it was bearable. Then he began to move, in and out as I'd expected, I was being fucked slowly and methodically, he was savouring every bit of it too, hands grasping my hips occasionally reaching round with one of them to feel my erection...yes it was still hard "I rather think you are enjoying this now my dear? Feeling a bit different now is it?" I wasn't sure what to say, it was true that something odd was going on inside but it was so different to anything else I'd experienced "Feels sort of...funny sir, but nice funny..." He grunted approval and kept on fucking me. I was actually starting to enjoy what he was doing when I heard the exclamations, hands gripped my hips and the thrusts became frantic, then the gasps "Oh my dear boy....wonderful..oh yes..just a bit - more to come....There!" I felt his penis start to withdraw as a warm substance began to trickle down my thigh, for no particular reason I glanced at that clock, it now read 2.55 - he'd been fucking me for three quarters of an hour! Well there was more of course but after I moved on from there, that was the end of it - until Aidan. Ah yes, Aidan there beside me with legs spread "Can we turn that page, please - I want to see if he gets fucked, I didn't get that far before...I retrieved the magazine and obligingly opened it up...sure enough the youth was arched back in ecstasy as his partner pressed tight against his buttocks penetrating him to the hilt as it were. Aidan gasped "Wow, Dad...look at his face, he's loving it" "Yes" I cautioned "but that's because he's had it done to him before..I mean if it were his first time, he'd be tight and he'd get stretched which can hurt a bit so yes....he's probably set to enjoy a thorough fucking by the looks of it".. Together we absorbed the scene, Aidan was by now well and truly aroused "Wish I were him, Dad..." Then he turned to face me, sheepishly he asked "Did you, well, ever do it, I mean - get fucked?" So I told him about the episode in the class room - he caught his breath as he listened "Oh wow Dad, that is just SO sexy, I bet that teacher enjoyed you...You know, I wish I'd been there to watch! Do you think, he would have fancied me?" His eyes were round and his breathing heavy...I looked at him and realised, yes, Aidan was actually very attractive...as I looked, he began to blush "Yes Aidan, I bet he would have fancied you..in fact I reckon he'd have taken turns with us - if he could, I know I would have!" There it was out...there was silence for a while as hands caressed penises then "You mean..would you actually fuck me? You really would have then....yes, I think I'd like you to Dad... Both Aidan and I were in quite a state, I could feel his penis dribbling and knew that mine was too...I didn't want to fuck him yet, or rather I did, I badly wanted to fuck him but I'd have to show him how to loosen up first, patience was needed. Meanwhile, our current session was too good to hurry, time to slow down and prolong things, casually I asked "When did you start to do it to yourself..."Oh a couple of years now Dad, why?" "Well you're doing it to me very nicely - not done it with another boy yet then?" A giggle "Oh no, only with you Dad!" So I suggested "Here's an idea, sometimes I used to masturbate in front of a friend while he did himself and we'd both watch each other - want to give it a go?" "OK then, Mmmmmm let's see - I like it when I just stroke the top bit, where it's all nice n' smooth, sort of playing with myself...like this" and he demonstrated, it was too much for me "Here's something nice Aidan...and I think I'll enjoy it too!" Leaning forward with hand still busy on my own penis I took Aidan in my mouth...there was a gasp "Oh, wow Dad, I've heard of this....but oh jeez!" I'd forgotten the lovely texture, the slightly salty taste but now it all came back and Aidan, well, he moaned as his hips heaved so distracted that I doubt he even noticed when my finger penetrated....such a lovely boy...soon, maybe...soon.