Date: Wed, 19 Nov 2014 17:06:52 -0800
From: John Nunya <auld_fart@yahoo.com>
Subject: Big Papi - I Get An Education

Part Five of the Big Papi Stories

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Gay, underage, oral, anal

This story is a work of fiction and contains graphic scenes of sex between
a consenting underage boy and an adult male. If this type of content
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We lay together for a few moments, enjoying the bliss that comes after
sex. And then Big Papi looked up at the clock on the wall.

"Oh shit!" he said. "We've been here four hours; I've got to get you back."

"I don't want to go!" I complained.

Big Papi just sat up, flipped me over onto his lap, and gave my ass ten
fast swats.

"No arguments, boy. First we'll get cleaned up, and then we'll take you
back."

He stood up and grabbed my arms; without giving me a choice, he hauled me
to my feet and gave me another swat on the butt. Pointing to the bathroom,
he said "March!" and march I did.

Once we were in the bathroom, Big Papi turned on the shower and climbed
in. He grabbed my hand and pulled me inside with him. Though the shower had
looked as if it were big enough for four people, it felt crowded with just
the two of us - but I liked it that way. Being close to Big Papi and
smelling him, feeling his cock brushing against my ass as I soaped up just
made it clearer that I was now his boy. And Big Papi seemed to like it as
well. He carefully washed my back and even jammed the bar of soap up my ass
to clean it out before turning me to face him.

He bent down to kiss me and then asked "Are you still my boy?"

When I nodded, he smiled and said "Good. Then we'll do this again next
week."

When we got out, he carefully toweled me off as if I were just a little boy
again. And, to tell the truth, that's how I felt when I was with him; I was
his little boy and he made me feel special as he took care of me. Once we
were both dry, Big Papi got dressed and led me back through the house and
into the back of the van. While I sat naked in the back of the van, he
drove us back to the park where we had met. Tossing my clothes to me, he
jerked a thumb at the door. "Get out. You can dress once I'm gone."

It was another test and I was determined to meet it. I threw open the back
door of the van, grabbed my clothes, and slammed it shut again. Without
waiting, I sprinted back into the bathroom and the first open stall where I
put my clothes back on. The excitement had gotten me a little horny again,
but having just come five times in a row at Big Papi's house, I didn't have
the strength to jerk off. So I left and made my way back home, lost in a
daze of good feelings and anticipation for the next time we'd meet.

The following Saturday, I again waited naked in the stall, looking for Big
Papi. Nobody came into the other stall this time; instead, Big Papi stopped
by and picked me up, just as he had done the week before. We went back to
his house and Big Papi continued to teach me how to be a good boy. Over the
next few weeks, I learned how to take his cock in my mouth without choking
and how to squeeze my ass on him while he fucked me. He taught me how to
give another man pleasure by eating his ass (rimming, he called it) or
licking his armpits or nibbling on his nipples. He showed me his dildo
collection and even let me use some of them while he took pictures that
made us both horny. In many ways, it was the best time of my life and he
was the best teacher I'd ever had.

After we'd been lovers for about two months, Big Papi decided that I needed
to broaden my horizons. So one Saturday, after I'd jumped, naked and horny,
into the back of his van, instead of heading for his house he headed out to
the local university. He drove around the campus for about half an hour,
letting me peek at the hordes of cute guys that seemed to infest every
building, and getting me harder and harder at the thought that any one of
them could peek into his van at any time and see me naked. As Big Papi
stopped at a crosswalk, one hunky red-haired student actually did look
directly into the van and then smiled as he saw me frantically try to cover
up in the back. With a quick eye flash and tug at his crotch, the student
walked on as we drove to the library. When we had finally parked in the
library's lot, Big Papi tossed me my clothes.

"If I had my way," he said,"you'd walk your faggot ass in there naked. But
they've got rules about that. So put on your clothes, keep your mouth shut,
and stick by me. You need to practice sucking cock and this is where you're
going to do it."

With that, he got out of the car and headed over to open the side door. I
quickly scrambled into my shorts and shirt and was just forcing my feet
into my sneakers when the door sprang open. Big Papi smiled at my flustered
expression and waited for me to get myself sorted out. Once I was ready and
standing by him, he closed the door and we headed over to the library. I
was a bit unsure of myself, so I stood closer to him than usual; he just
smiled again and put his arm around my shoulders, making me feel that
special bond that had grown between us.

Bold as brass, we walked in the front entrance and past the librarian's
desk; nobody even looked twice at us - we were just another father and son
coming to do some research in the library. Big Papi used his arm on my
shoulder to gently steer me into the first open elevator. He pushed the
button for the basement and, since we were the only ones in the car,
started groping me with his free hand. My dick quickly rose to the occasion
and a small wet spot spread on the front of my shorts. As the car slowed,
he took his hand away from my crotch; when the door opened, another male
student was waiting. He quickly glanced at my crotch and smiled as we
pushed past him. Looking back, I saw him rub *his* crotch while the door
closed on him.

"Is everyone here gay?" I whispered.

"No, just horny," Big Papi replied. "And that's ten you owe me."

Big Papi continued to guide me with his arm as we walked through the
library's basement. We went past shelf after shelf of musty books and
turned at the end of one aisle to go through a door. We found ourselves in
yet another corridor of books but this time there was a men's room at the
end of it. Since there was nobody else in the corridor, Big Papi pulled my
shorts down enough to show my ass crack and swatted me lightly on the
exposed skin.

"Let's go see what's in Candyland," he said.

The bathroom was an older one and had two sets of doors that you had to
pass through to enter. Once we were in, I saw a row of sinks with a huge
mirror over them on one wall and a row of full-length urinals set next to
three toilet stalls on the wall directly opposite. The doors to all of the
toilet stalls reached almost all the way to the floor with just a small
one-inch crack at the bottom, which meant that you could be in one with
someone else and nobody would every know. Looking more closely at the
stalls, I saw that each one of them had a glory hole drilled into the
partition between the stalls at just the right height; the holes were
obviously well-used and smooth from the number of horny young college men
who had gotten their needs filled. Big Papi pointed at the stall nearest
the urinals and said, "You know what to do."

Indeed, I did. I quickly went into the stall and stripped off my clothes,
stacking them neatly on top of the toilet. As I stood there, Big Papi
pulled out his phone and started taking pictures of me naked in the
stall. I smiled for him and then turned and bent over. I fingered my ass
and then turned back around and knelt on the floor as if I were begging for
cock while Big Papi continued to take pictures.

Just then, a noise from the outer door told us that someone was coming
in. Big Papi strode over to the stall I was in, pushed me inside and closed
the door, putting us both in the same small stall. He sat on the toilet and
moved me back into the corner. We heard the inner door of the bathroom open
and then footsteps as the newcomer walked over to the urinals. Big Papi
pointed to the glory hole and my eye. Taking his meaning, I bent over and
looked through the glory hole at only the third real, live cock that I'd
ever seen (other than mine).

Standing at the farthest urinal was a white student who must have been in
his early twenties. He was about 5' 10" and had just a little roll of puppy
fat left around his middle, but on him it looked good. He'd unbuttoned his
jeans and pulled both his cock and balls out (Big Papi would tell me later
that doing so was always a sign that the man wanted a blow job) and was
casually pissing into the urinal. Every once in a while, he'd glance over
toward the stall wall. He smiled and then started to play with his cock. At
first, he just moved the stream around by rolling his hips. But then he
started to jack his cock. Amazed, I watched it get longer and harder while
he was still pissing. When he finally finished, he wiped the last few drops
off with a finger and then brought the finger up to his mouth and sucked it
clean. Needless to say, by this time I was breathing hard and hard as a
rock. But I didn't know what to do next. Luckily, Big Papi did.

While I watched the student jacking his cock, Big Papi reached around me
and lightly ran his finger tips around the edge of the glory hole. That
seemed to be what the student was waiting for; without even buttoning up
his fly, he turned and walked over to the urinal closest to the
stall. Slowly, he turned and slid his cock into the stall. I knew what he
wanted and what I wanted, but what did Big Papi want? Turning to look at
him, I saw Big Papi nod. As he had the first time I went home with him, Big
Papi put his hand on my head and guided my mouth to the cock sticking
through the glory hole. As I swallowed the student's manhood, he let out a
low moan of pleasure. Big Papi encouraged me by moving his hand on my head
to and fro in my favorite back and forth movement, trying to take in more
of the cock with each pass of my lips. Meanwhile, Big Papi had taken his
other hand and was busy sliding a spit-coated finger in and out of my boy
pussy. I was in
 cock-sucker heaven.

Though I had hoped that the ride could go on forever, the student's
hormones had other ideas. After just a couple of minutes of sucking, he
thrust his cock as far through the glory hole as he could. With a gasping
breath, he let out a low, quivering moan as what felt like a gallon of cum
flooded my mouth. I swallowed for all I was worth, but some still spilled
over onto my lips and chin. Wordlessly, the student pulled his cock out
right after he came, buttoned up, and left the bathroom. Big Papi turned my
face to him and smiled, then took a picture of my cum-covered face.

"That's a keeper," he said as he turned it to show to me. I had to admit
that I looked pretty hot with another man's cum spread over my face. But I
didn't want to waste it, so I licked up what I could and then used my
fingers to scrape up the rest. Big Papi just grinned as I showed him what a
cum-hungry faggot I really was. And, just as I finished cleaning myself up,
we heard the outer doors swing open again.

Once more I looked through the gory hole as a hot college man took out his
cock and started to piss. Just as before, he soon noticed that he was being
watched and got himself hard. At my signal, he brought his cock over to the
hole where I quickly started to suck on his cock. He tasted a little like
the other guy; a mixture of clean flesh, fresh sweat, and the faintest bit
of chlorine from their tighty-whiteys. The smell and taste was amazing and
addictive, especially when combined with the sweet taste of the precum
drooling from his cock and filling my mouth. And all the time while I
sucked greedily on the student's cock, Big Papi played with my ass shoving
his fingers in and out of my hole and making me moan in lust. Each moan I
made caused the student to moan back, thrusting his cock deeper into my
mouth so that it felt like I was getting filled at both ends. Just like
before, I hoped that it would last forever but his cock had other
ideas. All too
 soon he began thrusting faster and moaning louder; with a sudden last
shove, his cock started blasting load after load of cum down my throat
while Big Papi shoved his fingers deeper and deeper into my ass. Just like
the previous student, the guy pulled out, put his cock away and left
without a backward glance. Big Papi pulled me down onto his lap and kissed
my hair.

"Don't worry about it," he said. "That's just what boys that age are like;
as soon as they get their rocks off, they head out and try to forget that
it was a guy who did it for them."

"That's OK," I replied. "As long as they keep coming, I'll be happy."

Big Papi smiled and ruffled my hair, then stood up, dropping me onto the
floor. Peeking through the glory hole, he checked to see that the room was
empty and then opened the door. "Time for some more pictures," he said.

I followed him out, feeling exposed and even hornier than usual.

"Go look at yourself in the mirror," Big Papi demanded. While I looked at
my naked body in the big mirror, he took pictures capturing me from the
side and in back. I flexed and preened and made a big show of stroking my
cock just to give Big Papi what he wanted to see. After a few minutes of
that, he pointed to the urinals. I walked over and stood in front of one as
if I were peeing; Big Papi took more pictures and smiled at me to let me
know I was doing well. Still without talking, he put away his camera then
came over and put my hands on the wall above the urinals. He placed one
hand on my chest and then started lightly spanking me with the other. I
leaned into him, letting him give me the punishment that I needed,
craved. After five minutes or so, my ass was on fire and my cock was
drooling all over the floor. Naturally, just then the door opened.

With a low chuckle, Big Papi moved into the stall and closed the door
leaving me naked and exposed to whoever came through the door. I didn't
have time to run into another stall before the bathroom's inner door opened
and I heard a low, throaty "well, well, well". Turning around, I saw the
same young man who had peeked into the van and seen me naked in the back.

"Where's your daddy?" he asked as he walked leisurely over to me.

"H-he left me here," I stammered.

"Naked?"

"Yes, sir. He thinks that boys should always be naked."

"I like the way the thinks," the student replied. Casually, he reached out
a hand and started playing with my nipples. Though they weren't my most
sensitive part, he managed to twist them just right; I gave a low moan and
he smiled. Pulling me by my nipples, he walked over to the urinals.

"I've got to pee, boy," he said. "Pull out my cock for me."

I reached over and unbuttoned his pants then pulled them down to his
knees. Next I pulled his underwear down and held his cock in my
hand. Unlike Big Papi's, it was circumcised, but like Big Papi's it was
big. It was about seven inches long and just thick enough to keep my
fingers from being able to close around it. His ginger pubes and pale skin
made a nice contrast to my tanned hand and made my cock start to drool
again. As soon as I had his cock pointed at the urinal, a golden stream
sprang from it. Feeling his cock start to harden as I held it, I decided to
have some fun by leading him the way he'd just led me. I tugged his cock
from side to side, spraying the piss from one urinal to another. Finally,
the stream died down and I was left holding a hard, dripping cock.

"Lick it clean, boy," he demanded. Slowly, I bent over and started licking
tip of his cock. Every time my tongue would run over the tip, he'd smile
and close his eyes. Finally, I knelt in front of him and took his cock in
my mouth. After the two previous cocks, my mouth was stretched out and I
swallowed him in one quick movement. He let out a gasp and grabbed the back
of my head, forcing me to keep his cock down my throat.

"Damn! You don't fool around, do you boy?"

I grunted a reply, making him groan again. He loosened his hold on my head
and I started to move back and forth sucking the student for all I was
worth. After a few moments, I pulled off of his cock and started licking
his balls, causing him to squirm in pleasure and groan in delight. He
spread his legs to let me get even more access. I took the hint and started
working on his taint and then licking his asshole just like Big Papi had
taught me to do to his. A few minutes of this drove the guy crazy with lust
and the need to get his rocks off.

"Stand up!" he demanded. "Turn around!"

Looking at my still-red ass, he said "It looks like you've been a naughty
boy. Do you know what naughty boys get?"

When I shook my head no, he grabbed my hands, just like Big Papi had
earlier, and placed them over the urinal. He kicked my legs apart and spat
on his cock before moving behind me.

"They get their pussies fucked."

With that, he thrust his cock up my ass in one fast movement. I grunted in
pain and tried to pull away, but his hands trapped me as his cock made its
way completely into my ass. As soon as his pubes hit my ass, he pulled back
out and then thrust back in. In-out, in-out, in-out - his thrusts started
fast and got faster as he got closer and closer. With a final hard thrust,
he buried his cock all the way into my hole and shot load after load of cum
up my ass. That triggered my own orgasm and I shot my load into the waiting
urinal.

He left his cock in my ass for just a moment as he caught his breath. Then
he pulled it out. Grabbing my head, he forced my face to his cock.

"Clean it up," he demanded. Quickly I obeyed, cleaning the last remains of
cum from his cock. He smiled down on me and said "If you ever need more of
that, come see me. I'm in Delta Tau; ask for Greg."

He pulled up his pants and walked out, leaving me with an ass dripping cum
and a taste for college boys