Date: Tue, 25 Jun 2013 11:31:50 -0400 From: Alessandro Abbondanti Subject: Mr A and His Boys: The End 2 **AUTHOR'S NOTE. PLEASE READ!** The end. It's been a long journey, and I appreciate those who have kept with the series despite the delays between chapters (especially the 4-year hiatus). It's impossible for everyone to be satisfied with the ending; sorry. It felt like the right end to me, and that's all I can say. I have included a coda, in which I give some additional information about certain characters. Sorry if your favorite isn't included. If there's someone you really want to know about, you can email me. In the coda, you can also get a sense of where things would have gone - and new characters that may have been introduced - if I had been able to keep with my original idea to chronicle each year of teaching. I had many other ideas, and the coda only includes a sampling, none of which are fully fleshed out. These ideas and characters may make it into other stories. I plan to produce other stories, but I don't know whether I will do another series or simply one-off episodes. I also don't know which story I will write; I have several in mind. Suggestions and ideas welcome. See the note at the end for contact information. Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction; any resemblance to real persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. If you're not old enough to read this, go away. This story is fantasy. It didn't happen. It will never happen. Don't do it. This story contains depictions of consensual sex between adult and teenage males. All roles in the movie of my life, however, are played by people aged 18 and over. If you are not interested in reading about this (or other male-on-male sex), STOP READING. This story is mine; don't steal it or post elsewhere without my permission. (That means I own it, and I have copyrighted it, in case you were confused.) ******************* Jennifer called shortly after I left the boys to say that she had to cancel our date. Her son had fallen off a swing at the park near her parents' house and was currently in the hospital getting a cast put on his broken arm. She was there with him. I couldn't fault her for that, especially since I knew she was trying to be a better mom and prove to her parents that she was no longer a party girl who put herself before her son. This meant, however, that I had a free Friday evening, and I wasn't sure what to do with it, so I called around to see what my other friends were up to. A group of them were going to see "Harold & Kumar Go to White Castle," which had come out a few weeks previously. Although I wasn't one to glorify drug use of any kind, the movie looked quite funny, so I decided to join them. We met again the next morning for breakfast, and then I headed to school, so that I could make copies of my syllabi and course descriptions for the first day of classes. Then, I went home and worked out. Later that afternoon, a bunch of us gathered at the house one of my friends had recently built. We hung out at the pool and my friend and his wife grilled steaks for everyone. It was a nice, relaxing way to spend the last Saturday before I had to go back to work. I headed home around 10. I called Jennifer when I got home to find out how she and her son Benjamin were doing. We talked for about an hour, and then I decided to head to bed. I was awakened a few hours later by the sound of a text message. I rubbed my eyes and picked up my phone. The message was from Colin. "can i come ovr?" "It's not a good idea," I texted back. "plz," he answered. "sum1 will brng me." I stared at the phone, trying to decide what to text back. I wanted to see him. He had been to my house in the middle of the night before. Still, I was struggling. I had decided to break off our meetings. I should be resolute. "its my last wknd," he added. Fuck it. "Okay," I texted to him. "But anyone who has been drinking better not be driving." "todds dd," Colin said. "were onteh way." I threw off my blankets and got out of bed. I pulled on a pair of boxerbriefs and arranged my package in them. I headed downstairs to wait for Colin. About 20 minutes later, I heard a car in my driveway. I looked out the window and saw Todd's black Acura. Colin got out of the car and walked deliberately towards the front door; he was a little drunk. Todd pulled out of the driveway and drove off. I opened the door as he came up the steps. He grinned at me. "Abs," he said. "Nice outfit." "All for you, boyo," I replied, reaching out to pull him inside. I shut and locked the door. I guided Colin into the living room. "I think you're a little drunk. I'm surprised," I said, depositing him on the couch and then going to the kitchen for some water. "It was my last party here. I deserve to have a little fun," he called out to me. I returned with the water and handed it to him. He gulped it down. "So have you had fun these past two nights?" I asked, remembering that Friday night had been an end of summer blowout and Saturday night was a "guys' night" for Paden and his friends. "You have no idea," he said with a broad smile. I laughed and got up to get him some more water. "Tell me about it," I called to him. "Friday was crazy," Colin began, taking the glass upon my return. "The party was huge. I hooked up with this girl I've had a crush on since middle school." "That's my boy," I said. "There were a couple of fights, too," Colin said. "What kind of fights?" I asked. "Just arguments, really," he said. "Nothing physical." "That's good," I answered. "Who?" "Megan and Elliot for one," Colin answered. Megan was a student of mine whom Colin had mentioned at the beach house as having hooked up with Russell. Elliot was her ex-boyfriend. "What happened?" "Elliot was pretty drunk," Colin explained. "He showed up kind of late from another party. He saw Megan and Russell making out and lost it. He called her a slut. Megan started crying. Russell handled it pretty well; I expected him to knock Elliot out." I didn't have Elliot as a student, but I had seen him around, and I knew that physically he probably wouldn't have been a match for Russell. Colin continued, "Russell tried to calm Elliot down, but that didn't really work out. Elliot got madder. He shouted at Megan that she had basically cheated on him and then dumped him. Evan got between Russell and Elliot just to make sure nothing happened. He tried to talk Elliot into going outside with him. Evan was leading Elliot out of the room when he looked over his shoulder and said, 'You know, Megan, I'm sorry I don't have a 9-inch dick like Russell. Maybe then you wouldn't have dumped me.'" I laughed. "Are you serious? He actually said that? What did Russell do?" "Yep. He definitely said that. Russell didn't do anything. He looked pleased and smirked when he saw several people looking at him with open mouths. Some of the guys even seemed to be trying to judge whether what Elliot said was true or not. He and Megan went back to making out and then disappeared upstairs later." "Poor Elliot," I said. "Anything else exciting happen?" Colin nodded. "Paden and Susan broke up." "What?" I said surprised. "No way. Why?" "I'm not sure what happened, really," Colin said with a shrug. "Paden showed up to the party without her. She came a little later with a couple of friends. I saw them talking in the corner. Paden's pretty even-tempered; he's not the type to yell, but I could tell they were having some kind of argument." "How do you know they broke up if you couldn't hear what they were saying?" "Susan left a little after that, and then Paden started dancing and making out with another girl. When he went to get a drink, I stopped him and asked what he was doing with her. He just shrugged and said, 'I'm a free man, Colin. I can get with every girl here.' I asked him what had happened with Susan. He just smiled and said, 'Doesn't matter, man.' He clapped me on the shoulder and went back to the other girl." I shook my head. "Crazy. At the beach house he was talking about how great it was going with her. Oh well. No sense in being tied down in high school, anyway. How was guys' night?" "It was pretty good," Colin said. "Anything exciting happen? Who was there?" I pressed. I wanted to know if the guys had done more than hang out, play video games, and drink. Colin grinned. "The usual suspects," he answered. "Paden, Todd, Chaz, Mitchell, Evan, Peter, Hunter, his brother Jake, Grant, Travis, and Lyle." "Damn," I said. "That's quite a group of studs." Colin laughed. "Yep. Mostly we just played video games, drank, and talked." "Mostly..." I said, waiting for more. "Well we got drunk pretty fast, which led to a lot of sex talk, including porn talk, and pretty soon we were watching a porno DVD that Evan's older cousin had given him." "Nice. I'm guessing a circle jerk ensued?" "Big surprise," Colin said. "Everyone was pretty modest at first. Most of us had done it before, and had even done more than jerk off in a group, but some guys, like Jake and Peter, had no idea that Grant and Travis and Lyle had ever done anything like that. The rest of us had no idea what Hunter would be into, since he had never been at a guys' night before. There was a lot of covert crotch rubbing for awhile." My own cock was increasing in size, lengthening down the leg of my boxerbriefs as Colin spoke. There would be no covert action from me. I placed my hand on my cock tube and rubbed. Colin noticed my movement and grinned. "Let me do that for you," he said and reached for my leg. He continued the story while rubbing my cloth-covered shaft. "Jake was the first to finally say, 'You know what? My pants are getting too tight.' He stood up and dropped his pants. His dick was completely hard and about 8 inches long. It didn't look like he had grown since the last time I saw him naked. 'Don't be shy,' he said. 'I'm big, but you don't have to be embarrassed.' "I looked at Paden and raised my eyebrows. 'I think I got you beat, Jake," Paden said. 'Prove it,' Jake answered. Paden took off his shorts. 'Want to compare?' It was obvious Paden was bigger, but Jake agreed. The other guys weren't looking at the video any more; they were watching Paden and Jake put their cocks together. "Mitchell was next to go. He said, 'Actually, Jake, I think I'm about the same as you.' 'No way,' Jake answered. 'You're only like 15.' Mitchell was naked in a flash. They put their cocks together; Mitchell was almost but not quite the same size as Jake. "'Fuck,' Jake said. 'Is everyone as big as me or bigger here?' 'No way,' most of us said. 'You three are the biggest,' Lyle said. 'Don't forget Chaz,' Mitchell said. 'We're about the same size.' "Paden finally said, 'Look, why don't we stop pussy-footing around. Everyone drop 'em.' We were all naked in a matter of seconds." My own cock was now completely hard; the head had grown beyond the bottom of my shorts. I was already precumming; my muscular thigh was sticky, and the clear liquid was dripping onto the couch. I could see Colin's hard cock pressing against his zipper. "Maybe we should get naked, too?" I suggested. "Thank God," Colin said and stood up to take off his clothes. I shucked my boxerbriefs. My rigid prick bounced up against my stomach and quivered. Now naked, Colin sat down again. He stroked his dick while I watched. "Keep going," I insisted. "What happened next?" Colin continued, "We were all standing around, cocks out and hard. We formed kind of a semicircle in front of the TV, so we could watch the video. Paden started jacking off, and then Jake, and then everyone else. Hunter had a really nice dick, a little smaller than me, but thicker. Peter's balls were the biggest and tightest, but his dick was one of the smaller ones there. "'Eyes on the vid, Hunter,' Paden said. I looked over at him and Hunter. 'What are you talking about?' Hunter replied defensively and blushed. 'You keep looking at me and Chaz,' Paden explained. 'No way, dude,' Jake said. 'My bro's not like that.' Paden ignored Jake and walked over to Hunter. 'You can touch it, dude,' he said. 'Go on.' Paden grabbed Hunter's hand; Hunter tried to yank his hand away, but Paden held on. Paden placed Hunter's hand on his cock. 'Squeeze it,' Paden told him. Hunter started jerking Paden off. "That was all it took, and then we were all paired up: Paden and Hunter, Jake and Grant, Evan and Lyle, Mitchell and Chaz, Todd and Peter, me and Travis. Most of us were focused only on each other, but I noticed that others like Chaz and Jake and Peter spent more time looking at the video than at their partners' dicks." I reached over and grabbed Colin's cock, replacing his hand with my own. He breathed in sharply when my hand closed around him. "Keep going," I said. "Except for Mitchell and Chaz, we switched partners a couple of times," Colin said. "I ended up with Hunter at one point and Todd at another. Sometimes two guys would grab on to Paden or Jake. Mitchell and Chaz at some point ended up cock-to-cock on the floor. They were thrusting against each other, rolling around. "Then Travis and Lyle started sucking Peter and Todd. Before I knew it, Grant was sucking me. It was crazy. Paden and Hunter were cock-to-cock like Mitchell and Chaz, although they were standing up. Jake was behind Evan and was sliding his dick between Evan's thighs. "Travis and Lyle switched to Paden and Hunter. Grant moved over to Jake, who let Evan go and put his dick into Grant's mouth. Peter and I started to jack each other while Evan and Todd did the same. Mitchell and Chaz were grunting loudly. "Paden was fucking Travis' face; Hunter was fucking Lyle's. 'You give good dome,' Hunter groaned through clenched teeth. 'Better than my girl.' Lyle took Hunter deep into his throat. "'Fuck,' Peter moaned. 'Who wants the load?' I felt his dick twitching in my hand. 'Travis does,' Paden said, pulling out of Travis' mouth. I let go of Peter's dick, and he stumbled to Travis. 'Here you go,' Peter groaned. His huge balls disappeared into his body. Thick cum poured from the tip of his dick onto Travis' face. Peter still has the thickest cum I've ever seen; not as much as you or Todd, and he doesn't shoot, but it's fucking HEAVY." Colin's cock jerked in my hand as he told me about Peter's load. I stroked him faster. He groaned. "You're gonna make me cum, Abs," he whimpered. I slowed down. "Who was next to cum, baby?" I asked. Colin spoke more slowly, finding it difficult to focus while the first tingles of orgasm were affecting his brain and running through his body. He finished the story with a lot of pauses and deep breaths. I took him to the edge and then pulled him back a couple more times. "After that, everyone else went pretty quickly. Hunter came in Lyle's throat. Lyle came on himself. Jake and Grant separated and came over to drop their loads on Travis' face and tongue. Evan and I added to the mess, which was now dripping from his chin onto his chest. Todd and Paden stood next to each other. Everyone knew Todd was called blaster. Mitchell and Chaz were stuck in their own world, grinding hard on each other, but the rest of us watched Todd, waiting for him to shower Travis with jizz. Paden popped first, right into Travis' mouth, Todd followed almost immediately. He fucking EXPLODED, Abs. His cum flew into Travis' hair and eyes and over his shoulder. I think some of it might have hit Chaz and Mitchell. It was intense, liking watching you shoot. Travis shot on himself. Then Chaz and Mitchell finally separated, and their stomachs were sticky with each other's cum. Fuck, Abs!" I eased him away from orgasm again. "What next?" "Nothing" he grunted through clenched teeth. "We cleaned up, put our clothes back on. We hung out a while longer. Most of the guys left about an hour later." He was breathing faster again. "Then it was just Paden, Todd, Mitchell, and me." I released his cock and pulled down on his sac. "And?" "We talked about how I was leaving, and how much it sucked. Then I told them that I wanted to see you again before I left. Not at school." I went back to jerking him. "They convinced me to text you, and here I am." "Why did you want to see me again?" I asked, stroking him faster. "Oh God," he moaned loudly. "I just want to be with you, Abs." He whimpered. "Please." "That's my boy," I said and kissed him. He arched his back off the couch and came on his stomach and my hand. I broke the kiss and then sucked his teen cream from my fingers. I smiled at him. He dropped back onto the couch, relaxed. He smiled back at me. "You're a jerk," he said jokingly. "I know," I said, "but I didn't want you to cum before you finished the story. It was too hot to interrupt." "Is it your turn to cum now?" he asked and reached for my dick. Precum coated the shaft and glistened on my abs. "If you think you can make me cum," I teased. Colin smiled lasciviously, and dropped to his knees in front of the couch. I used my feet to push back the coffee table to give him room. He looked me in the eyes while he rubbed his hands over my stomach and thighs, carefully avoiding my cock. My dick bounced. I scooted down, so that my balls were at the edge of the couch. Colin buried his face in my sac and sucked on my nuts. I leaned back into the couch and sighed. Colin stuck out his long, wide tongue and flattened it against the solid thickness of my cock, where the scrotum attached to the shaft. He slid his tongue along the swollen urethral tube on the underside of my dick until he reached the tip. He held his tongue against my frenulum, pushing my arrow-shaped cockhead against my stomach. He slipped his tongue down the side of my glans, tracing the corona of my cockhead. I shuddered. He swabbed his tongue over the top of my cock, lapping up some of my precum. I grabbed my dick and pushed it against his tongue. Colin looked up at me with a smile on his face. I placed my hand on his forehead and pushed his head back a little. I slapped my wet cockhead against his broad tongue, and then slid into his mouth. Colin closed his lips around me and started to bob up and down on me. My helmet slid over his tongue and touched the ridge on the roof of his mouth. I moaned. He swept his tongue over my shaft, coating it with spit. His hand replaced mine on the several inches of cock that were not in his mouth. He stroked me as he moved his lips and tongue along the fat slab of my Italian meat. Colin released me from his lips. Holding my dick at the base, he waved it around. I brushed his hair back from his sweaty forehead. He smiled at me. He pressed my prick against his face and held it there while I ran my fingers through his hair. He sat up higher, so that he could come down on my cock from above. He brought his mouth down onto me. With deep breaths and several pauses he worked his way down the entire length of my cock. When I reached the back of his throat, I groaned loudly. His gullet gripped my cockhead, and I slid deeper inside. The hollow sound of his throat opening for me made me quiver. Finally, I was balls-deep in his throat, and his nose was in my pubes. I placed my hand on his throat, so that I could feel the bulge created by my fat meat. I squeezed. He whimpered; I groaned. Colin pulled back and released me from his throat and mouth. He breathed in deeply. He climbed into my lap, slipping my cock between his legs and behind him, so that it pressed his against his slightly furry, muscle ass. His hard teenage prick rested on my stomach. I reached behind him and slid my dick between his cheeks. I started thrusting my hips, sliding it along his ass crack. He wrapped his arms around my neck and moved his body up and down with me. I looked up into his face. His eyes were closed; he looked completely content, as if he would be happy to remain like this forever. I placed my hand behind his head and brought his face down to mine. I kissed him, covering his lips with mine and sliding my tongue over his teeth and into his mouth. He moaned. We mashed our mouths together, wet and sloppy, tongues wrestling. Colin pressed his body closer to me. I grabbed his ass and pressed his cheeks tighter around my shaft. We continued moving our bodies against each other. His jock cock slid against the ridges of my abs. I used his ass to jack off my fat prick. My legs trembled as my orgasm approached. My thrusts became erratic. Colin pushed back against my prick. I groaned. Colin quickly moved from my lap to the floor. He took my cock into his hands and stroked and licked it. I sat up, teeth clenched. My sac tightened; my egg-sized nads rose to my body. I gripped the cushions. I shook; waves of pleasure radiated out from my cocktip to the tips of my toes. My body tensed, and I pushed out my load. Groaning deeply, I emptied my balls in Colin's face and on his chest. Some ribbons of DNA flew over his shoulder and landed on the floor behind him. White spew clung to his dark hair. My breathing slowed as my orgasm subsided; I relaxed into the couch. Colin licked the sensitive tip of my cock; I shuddered, a mixture of pleasure and pain. He squeezed my cock from the base to the head, milking the remnants of cum out of my softening tube onto his tongue. "Whew, boyo," I said. "You're a mess." Colin wiped my cum from his chin and cheeks and sucked it off his fingers. "No shit, Abs," he said with a laugh. "There's some in your hair, too," I said. "Can't you control that thing?" he asked, smiling broadly. "I could try, but why bother? This is way more fun." I pulled him to his feet as I stood up. My Italian batter streamed down his chest and stomach into his pubes. I kissed him. I could taste myself on his lips and tongue. "Besides, now we can take a shower." I led Colin upstairs, and we climbed into the shower. The shower in my bathroom wasn't as luxurious as the one in Mitchell's beach house, but it was big enough for the two of us. Colin stood with his back to the shower, facing me. Hot water cascaded over his head and shoulders and streamed down his muscular front, washing my seed down the drain. I squirted some body wash in my hands and began to rub Colin's shoulders and chest. I lathered his fuzzy, muscular pecs, squeezing and massaging them as I did so. I pinched his nipples; he moaned gently. I scrubbed his stomach, and then I went to work cleaning his crotch. I covered his pubes and soft, dangling teenage cock and balls with soap, running my hands all around his shaft, scrubbing between his thighs, pulling on his sac. His cock started to harden. I turned my attention to his legs, squeezing each of his thick thighs in my hands and working my way down to his calves and feet. I looked up at Colin. He stood under the spray with his head tilted back and his eyes closed. His cock was completely hard. Grabbing his hips, I turned him around. I turned my attention to his ass. He bent over and placed his hands against the wall. I rubbed the round globes of his jock butt and cleaned his crack. Water and soap streamed down his crack and legs. I slipped my fingers into his crack and teased his hole, loosening it. We both stood up. I grabbed the shampoo and squirted some into my palm. I rubbed my hands together and then set to work washing Colin's hair. He bent his head back as I ran my fingers through his hair and massaged his skull. I grabbed the nozzle from the hook and rinsed Colin thoroughly. I turned the selector to the "stream" setting and used it on his ass, directly spraying his hole. His sphincter twitched. I replaced the nozzle, and then I turned Colin around to face me. He opened his eyes and smiled at me. "That was nice, Abs." I pulled him to me and kissed him. "Glad you enjoyed it," I said, grabbing his hard dick and stroking him. He doubled forward and with his left hand grabbed my shoulder for support. With his right hand, he reached for my flaccid cock. The heat of the shower had caused my soft cock and my loose sac to hang even lower than normal. "Jesus," Colin swore as he wrapped his hand around my endowment and began to pull down on it. My long, swinging meat began to harden and rise. Soon, my 9.5-inch erection jutted menacingly from my pubes and the rocks that swung beneath. I reached around Colin and turned off the shower. We stepped out and dried off, and then moved to the bedroom. I kissed him again, holding our hard bodies close together. "Abs," he moaned, resting his head on my shoulder, kissing it. I pushed Colin down onto the bed and pulled his hips to the edge. I pushed his legs up, exposing his ass to me. I knelt at the bed and spread his cheeks. Burying my face between them, I used my tongue on his crack and hole. I slid my tongue up and down his crevice; he tasted clean. I swirled my tongue around his tight circle. He breathed in sharply as I set his hole tingling. I slid my tongue into him, twisting it around inside my boy's fuck hole. "Fuck, Abs," he moaned, reaching down to press my head against him. I kept up my assault on his hole, spitting into it and using my fingers to loosen and work open the coiled muscle. His rosebud slowly relaxed and opened under the ministration of my fingers and tongue. When Colin was loosened and lubed enough, I flipped him over onto his stomach. I climbed onto the bed and pulled him around so that he was facing the foot of the bed, and I was behind him. Colin was leaning forward, supporting himself on his elbows and forearms; I grabbed his hips and lifted his ass into the air. I stood up and mounted Colin from above, angling my dick down. Bending my legs, I brought my cock down into Colin's hole. He breathed in sharply as I speared-head of my fat cock pushed through his sphincter and lodged inside of him. I slowly fed my dick into his hole, inch-by-inch, until I was almost all the way inside of him. Then, I raised myself up on my legs, retreating from his rectum, and came back down, filling him again. I fucked him with slow, deliberate strokes. From that angle, I knew I was able to hit Colin's prostate with almost every thrust. Each time I dipped into him and tapped his g-spot, his body shuddered, and he moaned. I leaned forward and pushed Colin down into the bed until I was lying on top of him. I wrapped my left arm around his chest and held him close to me. I began to fuck him more quickly and harder, barely pulling out of his ass before drilling myself back into him. My heavy sac slapped against his thighs. "You like me on top of you like this, baby?" I growled into his ear. "You like having me fill you up completely?" Colin didn't answer, but let out a small whimper as I bucked my hips back against him, going almost balls-deep into his boy pussy. I rolled us onto our sides; I slid my right arm under his body and up around his chest. With my left hand, I reached down and lifted Colin's leg, opening his ass for me. My cum tanks sagged on my thigh, too heavy to move in our current position. I continued to hammer Colin's ass. "Ahhhh," he groaned continuously. He turned his face to me, and I kissed him as we fucked. I let go of his leg and used my left hand on his hard, trembling cock, stroking him in time to my thrusts. Eventually, I pulled out of his ass and rolled him onto his back. I knelt between his legs and looked down at him. His dark hair was plastered to his forehead; his fuzzy chest was wet with sweat. I pushed his legs up, revealing his hole. I pressed my broad cockhead against his hole and again broke through his sphincter to lay my shaft inside of him. I leaned down over him, holding myself up on my arms. I locked my eyes on Colin's, watching his face tense and relax. As I went deeper, he brought his legs down around my waist. I bucked my hips upwards; he gasped and closed his eyes. I started fucking him, slowly and deliberately, barely pulling more than a couple of inches of fuck meat from his hole and then pushing it back inside. I lay down on top of him, finally, covering his body with mine. I stopped thrusting and started rotating my hips, twisting my cock into him. I kissed him, running my fingers through his hair, groaning in his ear. He squeezed his ass on me, massaging my cock with his teenage fuckhole. He started to buck his hips upward, thrusting himself against me. I resumed fucking him, harder and faster than before. I kept our bodies close together, watching his face, kissing him. Sweat dripped from my forehead onto his. We were locked together - tongue-in-mouth, cock-in-hole, chest-to-chest. Colin matched me thrust-for-thrust, even as I increased the force and speed. "Cum inside me, Abs," he whimpered. "Fuck, boyo," I grunted in his ear; his body shuddered under mine. "Oh God," he whined, and I felt his teen sperm coat my abs. Colin bucked his hips harder, more wildly as orgasm overtook his body. "Fuuuck, Colin," I grunted. I was close to my own explosion. I kept fucking. His ass clenched and released my dick; he pulled on me with his ass, trying to hold me deep inside of him. With a final push, I thrust my cock to the hilt inside his ass. I felt my shaft swell as thick, Italian cum rose up the tube and spurted into Colin's ass. I moaned loudly as I flooded his hole, dropping my DNA inside of him. After my orgasm had subsided, and the last drop of cum had poured from my cock, I collapsed on top of Colin. We were both covered in sweat and breathing hard. As my breathing slowed, I popped my softening tool from his wet hole and rolled off of him. I flung my hands up over my head, showing my pits. Colin chuckled. "What's funny?" I asked, bringing my left arm down to place under him and pull him to me, so that his head rested in my shoulder and pit. "Seems like the shower was kind of pointless," he said, licking drops of sweat from my arm. "True," I said, brushing the hair from his forehead. "I guess we'll have to take another in the morning." He raised his head and looked at me with a grin. "Promise?" I laughed. "Let's go to bed, baby." I got up and grabbed a towel. I wiped Colin's cum from my stomach and then tossed it to him; he wiped his stomach. I turned off the lights and got back into bed with Colin. I pulled him to me again; he settled into arm, his head on my chest. After a few minutes, I heard his breathing become slow and regular. I stared at the ceiling, wondering if I was going to be able to handle him moving away. I awoke the next morning before Colin did. I watched him sleep for a few minutes before trying to pull my arm out from under him without waking him. He woke up and looked at me through hazy eyes. Then, realizing where he was, he smiled. "What time is it?" he asked, licking his lips. I reached for my phone. "A little after 10," I told him. "Oh shit," he said, sitting up. I looked at him questioningly. "Paden's supposed to pick me up at 11, and I have to be home by noon." "Calm down," I said. "You have plenty of time." "Maybe not, especially if we're going to shower first," he said suggestively and then climbed on top of me, straddling my crotch. Colin was already hard, and as soon as I felt his ass cheeks come to rest on me, my cock began to chub. He rubbed my abs and leaned down to kiss me. "If you keep this up, we might not have time to shower," I said. "I'm okay with that," he answered and began rocking himself back and forth on me, pressing his ass against my cock. "If you wake the beast, you have to put him back to sleep, you know." My cock grew harder, lengthening against his cheeks. He reached back and grabbed my cock, stroking it. He slipped it between his ass cheeks. "I know," he answered and leaned down to kiss me again. Soon, my dick had reached its full 9.5-inch length. Colin sat back and then lifted himself up over me. He held my cock up and hovered above it. He ran his hand up and down the length of my meat a couple of times before lowering himself onto me. The flared, swollen tip of my cock touched his boy hole. With a deep breath, he bore down and accepted me into his ass. His sphincter closed around my glans. I closed my eyes and groaned. I resisted the urge to grab him and impale him on my staff. Instead, I let him control the descent. I opened my eyes and looked down between his legs, watching the thick trunk of my cock slowly disappear into his opening. He was completely hard, and his twitching 7-inch teenage cock jutted out from his body. With me almost completely inside of him, Colin paused. He looked at me with a wan smile. "You can take it all, baby," I encouraged. "You have before." He chuckled a little. "Yeah, but it's never easy." With a deep breath and clenched teeth Colin swallowed the rest of me into his ass. I felt his ass contract around and release my cock repeatedly. I groaned, still resisting the urge to take over the movement. Colin leaned forward slightly, placing his hand on my hard stomach. He started moving up and down on my cock, raising his ass slightly and then dropping back onto me, taking me to the hilt. After a few minutes of short strokes, Colin began to lift himself higher, riding my cock from tip to base. He pushed himself up with his muscular legs, bracing himself on my stomach, and rode my shaft until only my fat, leaky head remained inside of him. Then, he slid down my curved prick, accepting my whole man prong into his teenage ass. Colin squeezed his tight ass around me, kneading every fat inch of Italian meat. We both moaned and groaned continuously, breathing hard and sweating. I reached up and squeezed his chest and pinched his nipples. He grabbed my right hand and brought it to his mouth. He kissed my fingers and took them between his lips, sucking on them. I could no longer resist the urge to fuck. I started to thrust my hips, bringing them up slightly to meet his downward motion. As I picked up the pace and force of my thrusts, Colin stopped moving. I jammed my cock into his ass, raising my hips off the bed to drive myself into his hole. With every thrust, my loose ball sac flopped up to meet Colin's ass. I grabbed Colin and pulled him down to me. Wrapping my arms around him, I rolled him onto his back without withdrawing my cock from his hole. I sat back and pulled Colin up onto me. He ass rested against my thighs, and I continued thrusting into him. I stroked his cock while I fucked him. He gripped the sheets at his sides, pulling on them. He twisted under me, grunting and groaning. I leaned over Colin and put my arms under him so that I could pull our bodies close together. I squeezed him to me, still sliding my engorged fuckstick in and out of my boy's bud. He writhed beneath me, thrusting his hips up to meet mine. I squeezed him tight; he wrapped his arms around me and squeezed back, as if trying to merge our bodies. I covered his mouth with mine, desperately seeking his tongue with mine. I sat upright, pulling Colin up with me. Chest-to-chest, we continued to kiss and to hold each other. I kept up my assault on his hole. Colin's hard teenmeat rubbed up and down against my stomach as I fucked him. Colin released me and leaned back, putting his hands down behind him for support. As he fell backwards, he pulled my cock down with him, sending a tremor of pleasure through my body. My orgasm was building more quickly than usual. My body started to tremble; my large, heavy balls rose in their sac to the base of my cock. My dick throbbed inside Colin's ass; I felt him squeeze his ass around me. "Oh fuck," I muttered, looking down into Colin's hazel eyes. He squeezed me again. Sweat poured down my body. I started to cum. My cock pulsed. I started cumming inside Colin's ass, adding the morning load to the previous night's eruption. I pulled out and continued shooting. The first two ropes reached his face and dropped from his chin unto his neck. My dick twitched and released several long, heavy ropes of spooge, which landed on Colin's stomach and chest. The rest of my nut ended up on Colin's balls and cock. I breathed deeply and squeezed the length my dick, milking out the last drops of cum onto my fingers, which I wiped off on Colin's fuzzy stomach. I grinned down at him. "Damn, boyo, you made me cum first," I said with some admiration; that usually didn't happen. Colin smiled back. He looked proud. "When is it my turn?" he asked and reached for his cock. I pushed his hand away. "I can do that for you," I said and lay down on my stomach between his legs. I licked my cum from Colin's balls and cock, swabbing my tongue all over his teenage endowment. He groaned and placed his hand on the top of my head. I dragged my tongue along the underside of his cock from his sac to his glans. He shuddered. I took Colin between my lips, swallowing every inch of his teenage cock until his jock balls were on my chin and my nose was in his pubes. He groaned louder as I massaged his glans with my throat. I groped his balls, pulling gently on his nutbag and fondling his teen tanks. I bobbed up and down on the full 7-inch length of his dick, sucking my cheeks around him, painting the surface of it with my tongue. I slid two fingers behind his sac and poked at his prostate from the perineum. I had repeatedly attacked it from the inside, and Colin twitched when I hit the sensitive spot with my fingers. "Oh Abs," he moaned, grabbing onto my hair and pushing his hips up against my face. "Oh God." He twisted under me. I felt Colin's fuck tube swell at the base; I felt his PC muscles twitch under my fingertips. His balls drew tight against his body. With a strangled groan, he came. I pulled back so that only his cockhead was in my mouth. Jizz poured from his piss slit. I stroked the shaft as he came, coaxing out more of his cream, coating my tongue with it and swallowing it. I kept sucking his glans and squeezing his shaft until I was sure I had milked out every drop of his teen seed. Releasing his cock from my mouth, I swabbed the sensitive tip with my tongue. He shuddered and twitched involuntarily as the pain and pleasure wrought from an over-stimulated, post-orgasm suck racked his body. I sat up. "You're a mess again." He chuckled. "I wouldn't be if you had just stayed inside of me!" he answered in mock anger. I bent down to kiss him and then sat back. "I couldn't help it. I love the way you look sprayed with my cum." He wiped some of my spew from his chin and licked it from his fingers. "I don't mind. At least I can taste it this way." "Okay, boyo," I said, slapping him on the thigh, "you better go take a shower, so that you're ready to go when Paden gets here." "What about you?" he asked. "Do you really think it's a good idea for us to shower together again?" I answered. "You'll never be ready to go if we do." "I guess that's true," he conceded with a sigh. "I wish I didn't have to go." "I know, but you do, and it's not like we'll never see each other again." I smiled at him weakly. "I will always be here for you." He sat up and hugged me. "Thanks, Abs." "Thanks, Colin," I said, hugging him back. We climbed out of bed. I pulled on a t-shirt and shorts and followed Colin into the bathroom. He got into the shower. I washed my hands and face and then brushed my teeth. I pulled an extra toothbrush out of a drawer and left it near the sink for Colin to use when he got out of the shower. Then, I headed downstairs and made breakfast. Colin came down about 20 minutes later, and we ate the eggs, toast, and turkey bacon that I had cooked. "You're leaving tomorrow morning?" I asked. Colin nodded and swallowed a mouthful of egg. "My new school starts Wednesday. I'll come by your classroom in the morning for a final goodbye." "So will you be visiting for Thanksgiving or Christmas?" I asked. His dad was still living in town, but I didn't know if they were back on speaking terms or not. "Yeah," Colin answered. "When my dad found out we were moving, he actually started talking to me again. I'll visit him sometimes." "Good," I said and nodded. "So I'll get to see you." I paused and added, "No more than that, though, Colin. This was our last time until you're 18." He sighed. "I know. Only 22 more months." I laughed. "Counting the days, huh?" I heard someone pull into the driveway, and I went to the door. It was Paden. I opened the door to let him in. "Whoa, you're dressed," he said when he came inside. "I figured I'd be interrupting something." I grinned at him. "Interrupting or joining?" I asked with a laugh. He followed me to the kitchen, where Colin sat at the counter eating breakfast. "First one, then the other," he responded. Colin turned as Paden entered. Paden walked up to his friend and put his arm on his shoulders. "Guess I missed all the fun, huh?" "Too bad for you," Colin said with a grin. "We had a pretty intense time." "Sorry I missed it, but we had our own fun earlier in the night," Paden answered. "Colin told me all about it," I said. "Sounds like you had a good guys' night." "Oh yeah," he said. "When Todd got back, we had another round with the guys who were left. Fucking Todd purposely shot me in the face." Colin and I both laughed. "It's not like it's the first time you've had cum in your face, dude," I said. "I know," he said, "but still, I wasn't expecting it. Totally took me by surprise." "So what'd you do?" I asked. Paden was much larger than Todd, who was rather skinny, so I knew that if he had decided to retaliate, he would have no problem. "I held the bastard down and slapped him with my cock until I busted in his face," Paden said with a chuckle. My cock chubbed as Paden spoke, creating a tent in my shorts. "Yeah, it turned me on, too," Paden said, gesturing at my tent. I chuckled. "Maybe we should stop talking about it. I don't think we have time to put the beast back to bed if we wake him." Paden looked at his watch. "You're right, unfortunately. So we won't be doing anything together anymore?" I shook my head. "Can't. I think we've dodged enough bullets as it is. After you turn 18..." "But I can still talk to you about stuff? You'll still help me out?" I nodded. "Paden, I consider you a friend. I know I'm not supposed to, but I do. What it comes down to is that I'll be just like any other friend, and you can ask me about and talk to me about anything. We just can't fuck around anymore." "Good," Paden said with a nod. "Ready, Colin?" "Yep," Colin said, sliding off the stool at the counter. He came up to me and hugged me. I pulled him close, tucking his head under my chin. Having his teen body pressed against mine caused my cock to expand. I let Colin go and pushed him away to look at his face. I bent and kissed him. Tomorrow morning would be our final goodbye, but I wouldn't be able to kiss or hug him like this. "See you in the morning, boyo." Tears filled Colin's eyes, threatening to run down his cheeks. He blinked several times and wiped his eyes. "Bye, Abs," he said. "See you in class, Mr. A," Paden said with a wave. My boys went out the door. *****CODA***** Colin came to visit his dad several times over his junior and senior years in high school, including extended stays in the summer. I saw him on each visit, but we didn't have sex again until after he had turned 18 in the summer following his graduation from high school. He went to college at a state school away from my city, but he transferred to college in town following his freshman year. By that point I had grown very serious with Jennifer, and she and her son were living with me. Colin and I met occasionally. Our meetings grew even more rare after he began a relationship with a guy named Scott. He had gone back and forth between guys and girls, but Scott was the first long-term relationship he had since his high school girlfriend. The three of us got together a couple of times. Paden grew more confident and dominant after we stopped fucking. He was admired as an alpha male by all of his peers, and he enjoyed it. He went to college in town, so I saw him more regularly in the year after graduation than I saw Colin. His cock hadn't grown beyond the 9 inches he had reached after his sophomore year, but it was more than big enough to keep his partners satisfied. And he had a lot of partners, male and female, throughout high school and college. He and I got together once or twice a month after he graduated and shared both guys and girls. This continued until Jennifer moved in with me. As with Colin, I was able to meet with Paden on rare occasions. Paden didn't enter into a long-term relationship until after he graduated from college, when he started seeing the girl he ended up marrying. While still in high school, Paden kept me up-to-date on the goings-on and sexual escapades of the boys. Matt, Paden's brother, asked Paden to tag-team his girlfriend. After seeing how much bigger Paden was than he, Matt confessed he had wanted to see Paden fucking someone. Matt wanted that someone to be his girlfriend; the desire to see his much larger brother fucking his girlfriend was too great for Matt to resist. Paden agreed to do it, and they did so on more than one occasion with more than one girl. Paden told me that he got off on the way the girls reacted to his cock after they had been with Matt. Mitchell turned into Paden's shadow, and the two of them not only played together, but also tag-teamed other guys and girls on occasion. Mitchell's cock didn't grow much larger, and he never reached the size of his brother Russell, but he was over 8 inches. Mitchell, unfortunately, got heavily involved in drugs after he started college. He eventually dropped out, and both Paden and I lost touch with him. Although I never saw Russell's famous 9-inch cock first-hand, I did see a video. I received an email one day at school informing me that Megan had been suspended. I was surprised, as she wasn't the type of girl to do anything suspension-worthy. When Paden came to class after lunch, he informed me that Megan and Russell had both been suspended, because they were caught fucking in one of the bathrooms near the baseball field before school. Russell had caught the action on his phone, because he was proving to some friends that he could get Megan to have sex at school. He sent the video to his friends, one of whom sent it to Paden, who in turn sent it to me. Sure enough, the video showed Russell sliding his 9-inch teenage cock in and out of Megan's pussy doggy-style. Chaz never joined up with any of the boys again. During his junior year, he started dating a girl, with whom he stayed throughout high school. He also did not go out for the soccer team, telling Paden that he wanted to focus on his primary sport, which was baseball. I didn't have Chaz in class again, but I did see him occasionally. I lost touch with him completely following graduation, but I heard that he had become very religious following a near-death incident involving his family's boat. Paden and some of the other boys got their revenge on Aaron during their junior year. On one of the out-of-town tournaments, Paden caught Aaron staring a little too long at bed check and invited him in. The boys took turns on Aaron's ass on that tournament and on a couple of other occasions before they started ignoring him. Aaron didn't return to coach the following year. New boys came through the doors over the next several years, but I remained staunch in my decision not to engage or attempt to engage in sex with them. That, of course, didn't stop me from befriending them and hearing about their lives and, sometimes, their sexual escapades. In my 5th year, the year after Paden graduated, there was the rower Jack, whom everyone called "Longhorn," a play on his last name. I watched several of the regattas, but his bulge never indicated there was much truth to the nickname. A few of his teammates, none of whom I had as students, seemed better suited to the name. Later, there was the blond soccer player Drake, whom I first taught as a junior. He had quite a large bulge, and he was fond of wearing loose shorts with no underwear. On more than one occasion, I could see the outline of his sac hanging down his right thigh. I heard a story that when he got too drunk at a party, he had a tendency in his sleep to open his pants and pull out his endowment. "It scares the girls," his friend Cole told me. "I've had to put his junk away so many times." Cole was much taller, and from what I could tell, was likely bigger than average. My suspicions were confirmed following their graduation. I attended a get-together with them over the summer, and Drake, as expected, ended up with his pants open and his meat out. His balls were enormous, and his cock was about as big as mine soft. The next year, there was Jon, who often wore jeans without underwear, and whose soft cock was visible hanging down his right thigh. He played lacrosse, and one week during his junior year, when he was unable to play because of an injury, one of his teammates, who was taking his place on defense, complained that Jon's stick was bigger than his, and he was having trouble handling it. Another friend commented with a laugh that Jon's stick was bigger than most. There was also Greg, whom I never had as a student, but whose endowment was apparently legendary enough to have the message "GREG'S DICK IS THE BIGGEST IN THE SCHOOL" scrawled above the urinals in more than one bathroom. I thought Greg was probably writing it himself until one of his friends joked that Greg brought his own bat to baseball practice. In my eighth year, there was Dean, who liked to brag about being half-Italian. His favorite joke was that he was Italian from the waist down. He also liked to sunbathe in the nude in his backyard with one of his friends, Cole's brother. They invited me to join them on more than one occasion, and I jokingly told them that I would after they graduated. They called me on it, and one day in the summer, I found myself nude in Dean's backyard. Neither of them were particularly large, but Dean did have a beautiful cock. Jennifer and I broke up after my eighth year, which meant I could pursue any experiences without a feeling of guilt. Many others caught my interest during my 9 years teaching at Washington. Some were small and compact, others were tall and muscular; some had dark hair, others had light hair; all participated in a variety of sports. Some had large cocks; most were average. Some were more comfortable and open than others. I considered myself a friend to all of them, and after graduation, I had encounters with some of them. I switched jobs and began teaching at a private school during my 10th year. I had a much smaller group of students, but a greater proportion of jocks. I quickly established myself again as the "cool" teacher, and some of the students had heard about me from their friends in public school. A new group of boys sparked my interest, and thanks to various events and special trips that I chaperoned throughout the year, it was actually easier to learn about their personal lives and to confirm suspicions about a certain boy's endowment. I also taught 8th grade students for the first time at my new school. I was surprised to find that several of them were actually far more mature than I had expected. Several were as tall as I, some already needed to shave, and many were actively working out to develop their bodies. Naturally, there were also many awkward boners, which helped in figuring out who the larger boys were. One of them was turning into quite a show-off; I regularly caught him gripping his cock through his shorts and openly adjusting himself with his hands in his pocket. He also managed to incorporate lycra into every dress-up day. He quickly became a new favorite. I became friend and confidant to the students at the new school much as I had been to the boys at my old school. As before, I remained an observer until graduation, but after graduation, I was free to pursue them, and I often did. ******************* Please e-mail me (alessandro.bendotato@gmail.com) and let me know what you thought about this -- it is a big turn-on for me to hear from fans (especially the sort of fan that Mr. A himself is a fan of). Feedback is always welcome (and necessary to keep it good!). If you didn't like it, well, don't bother telling me that unless you have something constructive to say. Check out my non-Mr. A stories entitled "Italian Soccer Coach" in the adult-youth section and "Soccer Jocks Alex and Austin" in the highschool section. They're several years old, but they garnered a good response in their day.