Date: Fri, 28 Mar 2008 08:27:35 -0700 (PDT) From: Jax Metcalfe Subject: Cocksure Boiz 3 Doing stuff with one of your pupils is dangerous territory, but the rewards are just out of this world. I was taking an even bigger risk by meeting my Julian on school premises for our sex games. But what the hell, you only live once, and the more times we did stuff together, the more I wanted him. One thing in particular I wanted more than anything in the whole wide world, an act that I had fantasized about a zillion times but had never actually performed. And the crazy thing, as it turned out, was that I was not the only one dreaming about it. "Sir" - I loved how he continued to call me sir! - "I've been thinking..." It was one of those times when we had kissed and cuddled and fondled each other, but hadn't really got into anything really sexual. Sometimes it's nice just to be close to your boy and to chat about nothing in particular. "About what, Julian?" He squeezed my cock in his small pale hand, causing it to jerk into life again. As usual. I did the same for him, but his mind was not on his penis at that moment. "About, well, girls, sir." My heart sank, and he saw the look of disappointment on my face. "No, I didn't mean like that, sir! I don't like girls, and I know you don't...." He blushed then, in that sweet way he has. "So what did you mean, Julian, "thinking about girls"?" "Well, sir, the other boys are always going on about doing it with girls, you know, pushing their c......., their......," - funny how coy he was about using the words considering that we spent most of our time enjoying each other's cocks! - "you know, the F word. Sir." And he blushed again. "Right." I paused, not sure where this was going. "Right." I started to stroke his cock again, I never tired of the feel of its coolness and its stiffness between my fingers. There's something about a boy's cock that just leaves a man breathless. Mine started to swell and harden again, and Julian, bless him, immediately responded by squeezing it hard and then stroking it in rhythm to mine on his. "This is SO nice, isn't it, Julian? You know, this is the most natural thing in the world, a man and a boy together enjoying each other. Don't you think so?" He nodded, his face still bright with his embarrassment about the F word. "Mmmm, so what about the F word, Julian?" He looked up at me, his expression serious. Then he took a breath and the words came out in a torrent. "Well, sir, if I was, you know, a girl, well, you'd want to...., "Fuck you?" He nodded. "You are right, Julian. If you were a girl, and I liked girls, I would want to fuck you." My mind was racing now. "Sir, one of my friends me that his uncle uses him like a girl. I was just wondering...." By this time, the stroking had brought us both to full erection, and this turn in the conversation was enough to make my cock throb painfully. "You were wondering?" My voice was tight, I was having trouble controlling my breathing. "If you would like to use me like a girl, sir." "You mean, fuck you, Jullian?" He didn't reply, but his eyes told me what his reply was. "It's what I have been dreaming about, what we both need. Julian, it will be wonderful for both of us!" The fact was I had no idea if it would be wonderful as I had never assfucked a boy, although I had dreamed about it in pornographic detail. "I think so too, sir. I wish......." I looked at him intently. "I want you to fuck me, sir. I know it might hurt a bit - that's what my friend said - but that's cool. I SO want to feel you inside me." And with that, he released himself from our cuddling and cock-gripping, stripped off and threw himself face down on the floor. Then he raised his butt. And waited. At that moment, his butt seemed so small, and my cock seemed so huge. Could I get it in him? Should I even try? What if............ and a thousand what ifs raced through my mind. I was feverish with excitement now, but scared as hell too. Crazy really: the man is scared, and the boy is calmly waiting to be fucked. He looked back over his shoulder at me. "I'm ready, sir. Please! I really want you to..." I suddenly felt foolish. Inadequate. Without thinking, I blurted out I'm sorry, I'm not quite sure what to do...." Pathetic or what? I could hardly meet his gaze. He got up and came over to me, climbing on to my lap. I couldn't believe how calm he was! "I know about it, sir, cos my friend explained it all. Would you like to show you what to do?" By this time, the emotional tension had caused me to lose my erection. Damn. He held my rubbery sausage in his hand. And giggled. "But it won't go in me like this, sir!" "I know. I'm sorry, I ........" We agreed then that this was not the time or the place, and we made a date for him to come round to my house the following Saturday. As it turned out, it was the best decision we ever made. To be continued. Comments to pixajax@yahoo.com, or visit http://groups.yahoo.com/group/cocksureboiz/