Date: Sun, 4 Feb 2018 22:53:55 +0000 From: revjpgibson@hotmail.com Subject: Eighth Grade Boy Eighth GRADE BOY By Rev Jesse Penfield Gibson, MDiv, DMin DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to actual person or actual situation is purely coincidental Complaints, compliments and comments to revjpgibson@hotmail.com Please consider donating to Nifty. I have and you should too. Otherwise, stories like this would have no home. The kid had no business being in the 8th grade. Well, he did of course. He was 13 and it was the appropriate grade for him. But if you saw him on the street, you'd be shocked that he was that young. Broad shouldered. narrow hipped, a bit of soft downy fuzz on his chin, Garrett looked 16 or 17 and not 13. I knew him before he was in my class. I worked out at a gym in 5 Points after school and he was there. At first, I just thought he was this high school junior or senior beginning to get muscled up. I really didn't give him much thought, other than an appreciative glance and an idle thought of being in the shower with him. But there he is sitting in my 8th grade health class. On the right side of the room, in the back desk. Blonde golden hair medium long length, a little hint of acne and flat belly, dressed in cargo shorts and a T shirt that is tight enough to show off muscles, even though I think it is just small for him rather than designed to show off. He has muscles, though. He definitely does. Me and the other health teacher have a day. She takes my girls and I take her boys and they can write questions on index cards and I will answer some of them (they have to be curated, of course). The questions are an interesting range. Some boys are freaked out because they have started to cum and think they have caught a disease. Why does one ball hang lower than another is a common question. They ask about cures for acne and about braces and a variety of anxieties and neuroses that afflict the young We are going through the cards and I am answering them. Morning wood? check. Wet dreams? check. "After puberty your body is making semen and sperm all the time and storage space is limited. Therefore, every so often the old has to make way for the new. So you will ejaculate and if not from some other way then through a wet dream." I turn over that card and the next one says: "I'm gay. R U?" I look up, frightened for a second. Then I calm down. The card isn't signed. I told them not to. BUt it is 6 weeks into the semester. I recognize the hand writing. It is Garrett. I turn it over and go on to the next one. We do that for an hour until the bell rings. When it does, the herd of young teenaged testosterone addicts files past. I see Garett and he pauses for a half second in front of my desk. I look him in the eye. "Yes" I say. "I am" He nods briefly but has a neutral look on his face. On Friday, I go to work out after school, taking my clothes with me because I had a date afterwards. Garrett is there when I got there, the first time I had seen him at the gym in a while. I am little surprised that they let a kid that young join and work out. Usually they don't and teen boys work out at school. So I mention that to him but he has to take out his ear buds and I have to repeat it. "My Dad, my biological dad, my only Dad, my dad owns it" he says. "YOu don't live with him?" I ask " Nah, it's a long story. I live with my mom" I nod. Lots of kids have complicated family lives. I go about my business, occassionally looking over at him. He knows his way around a gym and knows form and technique to lift. It shows too. I do my routine and grab my clothes to go shower. So this is the other reason why I am surprised that he works out here: this is a gay neighborhood and kind of a gay gym. The locker room is open and there is a four head shower but no private stalls. It is what you could call dorm style. I don't care. I'm in my late 20's and I have been working out and eating right since my mid teens. I have nothing to be ashamed of. I undress and head into the shower, soap and shampoo in hand and let the hot water flow over me. Head down and water flowing, I sense movement and look up. It's Garrett. He's coming in to shower. Okay. I look. He looks at me. I am naked. He is too. He's not a little boy. He might be 13 but he is not a little boy. He has abs and his chest has some definition and his biceps are big and there veins on his arms. There is hair on his legs. There is hair under his arms. There is hair, trimmed, but there and in a triangle down below. And that, I promise you, is not a little boy's penis either. Uncut and the head of the penis sticking out halfway from the foreskin. He is the god of the 8th grade, the stud of the barely teenaged. Godddamn. I finish up and dry off and he isn't far behind me. We talk a bit about school and neither of us mention the card as we dress. I see him in class obviously but not at the gym until Wednesday. I decide as soon as I see him that I will not be showering there. If I am alone with that kid in the shower, both of us naked and he pulls on his junk, I don't know for sure what I would do. I am working out and not paying attention when he catches my attention. Garrett is with a woman and I assume it is his mother. I take my ear buds out and introduce myself. "Mr Palmer" she says. "It's nice to meet you. I've heard a lot about how awesome you are" "Oh?" "He has a crush on you" "Moommm" Garrett wails in protest "Occupational hazard" I say. "It's harmless" "Why don't you come by for dinner, unless you have other plans" I shrug. "I don't" They live in 5 Points within easy walking distance in a loft above a store front called the Smut Shoppe. I comment on it and mention that I live in an apartment just two blocks away. The comment was that the Smut Shoppe and 13 year old boys may not mix. She looks at me. "It's my shop" I am taken aback. "I didn't mean ... I've been in" "Don't browse. Buy" she says with a smile. She sends Garrett away to do homework as she finishes dinner, although he protests suspecting that he will be the topic of conversation. And he is. "He has the obvious interest in sex and it's not like I see anything wrong with that. The thing is that he has the body of someone older but emotionally he is still a 13 year old. That worries me" "That someone will take advantage?" She shrugs. "Of that and the decisions he will make. He's going to lose his innocence. Well, judging from the sheets he all ready has. I think he thinks he's ready and I am not sure he is but I would love it if it were a good experience for him." I nod. But the conversation is making me uncomfortable. "He's gay" she said 'I know. He told me" "Yeah" She is bascially giving me permission to seduce her 13 year old son. Now that is strange. We have dinner and it is mostly me and Garrett talking to each other about school and school activities. He catches me up about student gossip. I discover that he has a sly sense of humor. And I am certain that he is gay. No doubt. He ferrets out the drama in his age group and just the vibe I get is gay. The kid is hot. He is hot. His facial features are beginning to set and he is tall for his age and he is hot. As we talk, I am more and more convinced that he will not be able to manage all that testosterone without exploding. He is a man in the ways that count and I am torn about the whole thing. I don't act on the invitation then. In fact, I decide to not act on it at all. I am his teacher and it is wrong. It is unprofessional. He gave me note wanting to talk after school. You never know what existential drama awaits 13 year olds and I can't leave immediately after school anyway so I was in my classroom when he got there. He's in shorts with hairy legs and a form fitting T shirt that highlights his fine body. He comes in the room, closing the hall door. "Mr Palmer" he says, walking up to me, getting very close and then, out of the blue, kissing me. I back off. "Garrett" "It's okay" he says, reaching out to grab my crotch. i back up. "Garrett, I can't be caught having sex with a studen at school. It's illegal. I'll lose my job. I'll go to jail." He hangs his head down. He is crushed. There was no way to avoid it but I am sorry about it. I know how soul hurt you can get. "Sorry" he said as he rushed out. Better off this way, I think. End it. Remove the temptation. The temptation is there. It is. But it is wrong. However, I needed lube and I buy the lube at the Smut Shoppe. IT's right there where I live and it is not a sleazy video store but an upscale adult products store. I duck inside and get a bottle of JO. I am an adult and I have needs. Then I notice it is Garrett's mom at the register. Sheepishly, I put the bottle down to pay for it. 'No" she says. 'What?" "I'll give it to you. You can have it for free but you've got to go upstairs and let that boy fuck you. He's broken hearted that you rejected him. He's driving me crazy and himself too because he needs to get laid and he's about to explode. Quit being a selfish prick and go upstairs." "What?" I am incredulous. "I don't care who fucks who if your not a bottom but go do something. Help him become a man. That's what he wants." "I don't believe what I am hearing" "This could be the best experience of his life or some fucked up fumbling bullshit thing that he regrets later. Go upstairs. Make him happy. I want him happy." "Okay" I mumble, not prepared to believe that I am being sent by a mother to sodomize or get sodomized by her 13 year old son. She hands me the bottle of lube and points to the stairs. I am in shock as I climb the stairs to the second floor. The door is unlocked when I tried the handle. I can't believe I am doing this. IT is surreal. I go across the living room and knock on the door I judge to be his. The bed squeeks a bit as he must have been startled. "Just a minute" he says. I hear rustling. He opens the door. He's trying to act casual but he has an erection. "Mr Palmer" he says surprised. "I can come back" I say. Give him an out. I leave and you can jack off. "No" he says. He's awkward. "Or I can help you out" He looks terrified. Something he desperately longed for was about to happen and he was anxious. He is learning something every adult male knows and that is that sex can be nerve wracking and wonderful but you worry about ability to perform. I move close to him and put my hand under his jaw and lean in and kiss him. It takes him a long second to respond, just standing there dazed and motionless and then he begins to kiss back. "Nobody at school knows, right? Nobody. Ever" "I promise" he says We kiss again. My hand goes to his crotch. He is hard. He continues to kiss me but otherwise he is motionless. I reach over and take his hand and put it on my crotch. I am hard too. He breaks off and looks at me, surprised. Then he smiles and starts kissing again. He squeezes my junk. Sex requires a certain amount of nudity though and he has a beautiful body. I am fit but 30. He is a boy and I am a man. But we are hard. I make him pull off his shirt and I go after that perfect torso. It's maybe a little underdeveloped if he were full grown but he's not and it is perfect. I suck on his left tit and he gasps. He had no idea they were so sensitive. A little playful bite, just a tease of a bite and my other hand goes along his smooth, hard abs and pects. I get in and lick his pits, nice and hairy. He wants my shirt off. I have chest hair. He runs his hand through it and smiles. I am fumbling at the button of his pants. He reaches down and undoes them. They fall to the floor and he steps out of them without stopping kissing. My turn. I get out of them easily, pulling them down and my underwear too. I am naked and erect. Garrett steps back and looks, wide eyed. It is really happening. I reach over and pull his underwear down, skinny little turquoise and magenta briefs. I pull them down. Now we are both naked and hard and his sticks up and mine sticks out. He sighs hard and rubs his hand through his hair as I take him down deep throat, on my knees. All the way down and then slowly back up. I want to play with it, lick and rubbing and stroking. Hw has a pretty dick. Very hot. And he has a hot little body and, trust me on this, he is eager for it. At first, he is amazed that it is happening. He is almost motionless as I use my mouth to make love to his tool but then evolution kicks in. It feels good. Just by instinct, he begins to pump it in my mouth, putting his hands, tentatively at first, on my head so that he can drive it. I gag a bit. He isn't small. I stop. I don't want him overheated. I'm not risking going to jail for a quick blowjob. I take his hand and put it on my dick. He strokes it and smiles a mischevious smile. Touching another guys hardness is cool. He knows it. He strokes me and it does feel good. "Down" I say, gently pushing him to his knees. If you are going to be queer, you are going to suck some dick. He licks at it, at the piss vein and then puts me in his mouth. Not far, just the head and bit beyond. But in his mouth and he bobs back and forth. "Teeth" I remind him. "Be careful of the teeth" He pulls off. "Sorry" He looks crestfallen. "Don't stop" I tell him. "It felt good" He smiles. He is happy that he is giving me pleasure. And his smile is bright and makes an all ready handsome face light up. I can sense his pride. Every man likes to be told that they are good at the arts of sex. He puts me back in his mouth and tries bit harder to get more in without choking. I pull him up and lean in toward his hard lean body and we kiss, our hard ons pressed between our bodies. I take our cocks, mine on top of his, in my hand and masturbate us toghether. He sighs. THat is cool too. I put him on the bed and we get head to foot, 69. I want at his dick and balls and he can learn the art of fellatio on my cock. THe balls are big and plump, a bit of stubble since it's been a bit since he shaved them down. But they are sensitive as I take first one and then the other in my mouth. But I sense from his reaction that he doesn't like that so I go back to licking and sucking his fine big cock. I play with the foreskin with my lips and run my tongue around the head of the cock underneath the foreskin. I stroke him as I suck it. IT is really a very pretty dick. A pretty dick on a lean, muscular and handsome boy, horny as only a teenager can be. He is licking and sucking on me, trying to at least, and just the friction from the contact feels good. I reach up and massage his taint, right where is prostate would be. "Oh God" he says in a pant. I stop. He pushes me back on his dick. "Do that again. That felt good" Well, yes. Say what you want, sex feels good. Sex is good. There is a reason why people want to have it. I go after him again, his hard dick, I think, twitching in my mouth. I consider what happens next. I can let him cream in my mouth. That has appeal. I can taste his spunk. Or take it in the ass. The problem is that I haven't douched up. So, suck him off and have a second time with him, better prepared and maybe a third. Teaching is a gradual process. I stroke myself as I stroke him and suck him. The tongue and the suction do it's thing. He groans and pants and then his balls draw up. He is on the verge of his first orgasm he didn't cause himself and it is overpowering. Almost more than he can handle. He lets out a cry almost like pain. Then, my mouth fills with his salty, almost bitter jizz. He has complete relaxation. Garrett laughs and sinks down. We lay on his bed and he masturbates me. "I won't tell anybody, I promise." he says. "Not a soul" "Good" "But..." "But you want to fuck me in the ass? And you are going to, Next week" I say. "Good" He has a big smile on his face. On Wednesday, I take him from the gym to my place. His mother knows, which I find strange but she is a liberal parent. I give him a little bit of wine. I am after all helping him turn into a man. WHy not have wine? But the main event is in the bedroom. He still has a body of perfection. He is still fresh faced. But he smells like a man and he is hung like a man and he wants it like a man. Good enough. We kiss and rub and have the foreplay. But he is eager to plow my ass and I am eager to get plowed. I am on my hands and knees, legs apart and ass up. Fuck me doggy style. I am greased up. We have had a talk about it. I am on Truvada. But I want him to be in a good habit so he still has to roll it on. I help him and then take it off so that he can have the practice of rolling it on himself. '' I help him to find the hole and in he goes. The dick may only be 13 but it fills my ass up. I mean it does. He bends over me and just starts pumping hard, like a dog in heat. I slow him down. Make it last. Enjoy it. I talk him through it. Slow and steady for now. I can't see his face but I can imagine. He is amazed that he has his dick in someone's ass. I remember that feeling. Because there is nothing better than sex, there is nothing better than losing your virginity. "You like fucking me?" "Oh yeah, definitely" Garrett answers. I'm sure. Fucking is fun. He is trying to slow down but the pleasure is real. Sometimes, he just forgets and pounds the hell out of me and then remembers, slow it down. But that almost makes it better. I just grunt when he pounds on me. And it goddamn feels good to. Full and flowing. My blood is rising. I want to get fucked. And I mean fucked. 'Fuck me harder, kid. Hard" He does. His body is telling him to anyway. He is up over my back and his hips are pounding me hard. I grunt. I reached down and stroke myself back to life but my dick is on fire. Soon I am hard as a rock and supersensitive. The pounding in my ass is causing the cum to rise and my hand is about to make it shoot. "Uuuhhh" Garrett exhales. "Ooohhh. God. Oh God" He's close. I just let him, let him do. He's a man now. But keep pounding me. I stroke it and my cock is alive. I am close too. But I go to town, the sweat dripping off, the weight of him on my back. 'Oh fuck" I call out. I can't hold it. "Fuck" he yells. I almost pass out as I shoot. A firehose of cum, fucked out of me, spewing every where and the world went black for an instant as pure sensual energy flowed over me. Garrett was a split second behind. He pulls out, spent, and collapses on the bed. "Good?" I ask He smiles broadly. "Great" "Yeah. Fucking is the best" He looks shy. "Can we do it again" "I guess we probably are. But we have to be super careful." "I mean ... I meant in a minute. Before I have to go home" I laugh. "You going to be able to get it up?" "Sure" he answers as if there should be no doubt. I can tell you that 13 is magic. He could and he did and as he pounded me the second time I came again. I knew then I wouldn't make it as a teacher. Too much temptation. IF YOU ENJOYED THIS STORY, CHECK OUT: DAD TAKES ME TO A BATHHOUSE - an 18 year old boy is taken to Club Orlando by his father for his birthday and has the adventure of a lifetime. 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