Date: Fri, 18 Jun 2021 20:26:28 +0000
From: strangewriter <strangewriter@protonmail.com>
Subject: Pinehurst Middle School 7

There are lots of notes to this chapter:

If you've followed me, you have probably noticed that I've retired from the
dirty-boy story racket. Since I don't anticipate writing anything else,
this is my only chance to say, "Thank You!" to all of the great people who
I've had the incredible pleasure of corresponding with over the past couple
of years. Thank you to everyone who has ever reached out to give me their
opinions and share their favorite, most cum-inducing parts. If you're
someone who has shared your experiences with me, you know how grateful I am
for the honor of earning the blessing of your precious orgasms! It's the
highest compliment for this type of writing and I am incapable of hearing
it too many times.

One of the reasons that this chapter didn't come out after part 6 was
because the story was leading to an orgy scene that was to take place after
the school play. Through several itinerations I could never make it erotic,
it was too confusing (I needed my own cheat sheet of characters to
understand what was going on), and I finally gave up, deciding to only
reference the orgy and instead take us back to where we started: Principal
Carson seducing a new boy.

Thank you to everyone who has ever reached out and to the silent masses who
have spread their seed reading my boy (and occasional girl) smut (I know
that you're out there). It's been a pleasure and you bring joy to my life.

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Disclaimer: The following contains descriptions of consensual,
intergenerational, sexual relationships. It is complete fiction, since we
know that no boy has ever desired a relationship with an adult (except for
me and several of my readers, I guess. It's such a coincidence that we are
the only ones, since it can't possibly happen ;) ). If you aren't allowed
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One last time: thank you!  SW


Pinehurst Middle School 7 by Strange Writer

Principal Carson wandered the empty halls of the school in the pre-dawn
hours. He had arrived early to finish the cleanup of the common room from
the mess made at the cast party the night before. While the custodian would
be happy to mop up the evidence of the many ejaculations that appeared
across the floor, Todd felt that he should take down some of the
decorations to help out since it needed to be cleaned out before school
started.

As he worked his way through the room, he had flashbacks to the night
before. For quite awhile he had been preoccupied with his lovely boy
Connor. Todd knew that there were whispers, but he couldn't help it, for
the first time he had allowed himself to be infatuated by a single boy and
found it difficult to share him, or desire, anyone else. They had
immediately paired off, taking a spot on a couch and making out before
moving on to the main course. Eventually Principal Carson would find
himself towering over the gorgeous child, his large cock gliding in and out
of the practiced anus of young Connor as the boy leaned on the arm of the
couch and moaned, kicked and squealed in ecstasy from his thorough
fucking. He was the best sex that Todd has ever had, and there was a lot of
competition. The boy was just that amazing.

After he was spent and the two of them cuddled while a chorus of groans,
grunts, slapping skin and slurping mouths surrounded them, Connor had
decided that he was thirsty and offered to get them drinks. Smiling
contentedly, Todd thanked his tiny lover and the naked boy hopped up and
headed to the bar. Being so completely sated and relaxed, Todd's eyes
actually closed for a few minutes despite the activity around him. After a
bit, his thirst made him question where Connor had disappeared to and he
opened his eyes. Looking around the sea of bodies, he was shocked when he
finally caught sight of the boy.

There were no rules, of course, and Connor was not required to remain
exclusive to Todd. But that didn't stop the pang of heartache when he
realized that it was his beloved boy who was on his knees felating the
director of the play, Caleb Hudson. He and the boy had actually discussed
this; a lead role never seemed to go to anyone who wasn't a bedmate of the
director, which must have made Connor comfortable straying from the
principal. Todd was even forced to give a thumbs-up to the classics teacher
as he looked across the room at his boss and belatedly sought his
permission to molest his lover.

Trying hard not to pay attention, Todd couldn't help but glance over often
as the pair moved on to the final carnal act. Despite Peter Brown lovingly
sucking the principal's cock, cleaning it of any aftermath from the session
with Connor, Todd couldn't help but be distracted by the gorgeous boy
screaming with pleasure and the teacher grunting with effort as he slammed
into the willing orifice of the talented child. The principal fought the
urge to cover his ears as their mutual orgasm came loudly and, for the
first time, he felt hurt by the loss of a boy. It was difficult to even
concentrate enough to feed his cum to Peter, but he rose to the occasion,
as did the sixth grader. With a reputation as the best cocksucker in the
school, Peter hung on as the principal held his head and fucked up into his
mouth, the boy even able to allow him into his throat. After several
thrusts of angry, vengeful sexual aggression, Todd unloaded deep in the
boy, his cum shooting straight down Peter's gullet.

It was a quiet drive to Connor's house, Todd stewing over the second load
that was likely seeping out of the youngster's sweet hole and soaking the
boy's underwear. By the time they arrived, they both knew that it was
over. Unusually for Todd, it was the boy who had decided this, realizing
that he enjoyed the pleasure that the other man gave him, and somewhat
resenting the school principal for keeping him shackled, at least
figuratively. He didn't even lean across to give a peck on the cheek before
exiting the vehicle, just a quick, "Good night," followed by, "thanks for
the ride."

"You're welcome," Todd answered, trying to hide his disappointment, "see
you in the morning," he added as the door slammed shut and he watched the
adorable ass that he violated so many times over the last few weeks sashay
up the walk and disappear into the house.

Throwing the trash from the party into the dumpster, it felt symbolic to
him; throwing away the past or something. He also had his first appointment
to look forward to. Todd returned to the school and unlocked his
office. Soon the office staff would arrive and, shortly after that, he
anticipated the arrival of Kevin Erickson. The sixth grader was new to the
school and had already been caught by one of the female staff members in a
compromising position with an older boy. He was given a before-school
detention and had been instructed to report to the principal's office.

At seven on the nose the intercom to his office buzzed, "Kevin Erickson is
here for you, principal Carson," his secretary announced.

"Send him in, and don't let us be disturbed," he replied. While most of the
women on the staff were unaware of the goings-on between the men and boys
of the school, his secretary was fully aware and protected her boss at all
costs. She considered herself an ally of the men since she had witnessed
the happiness between the participants in these games and felt comfortable
that no one was being hurt. She also knew Mr Carson enough that she smiled
knowingly as the handsome boy headed to the closed office door. Adorable
and cheeky, the brown-haired boy was right up Todd's alley.

Kevin entered with eyes wide, ready for his comeuppance. He was told to
have a seat as the large, handsome man came around from behind the desk,
then half sat on the desk, towering over the small child. "Ok, Kevin," he
started, "let's talk about why we're here. Explain to me what happened
between you and Tommy."

The boy was immediately defensive, "It wasn't what it looked like," he
blurted, "he just needed help with his fly, it was stuck, see, and he asked
for help. Mrs. Young saw and got the wrong idea."

Todd had spoken with Tommy Wilson and knew that none of this was true, "He
was all over me," the seventh grader had explained, "begging me to join him
in the art closet, he planted a kiss on me right away and then started to
go for my crotch," he had told the principal, "that's when that bitch
showed up." Todd didn't allow that kind of talk about his staff, even the
ones who served as an impediment to his fun, and it did earn Tommy a
reprimand, but a light one in appreciation of the information that he
provided.

"That's not how I heard it," Todd told the younger boy, "are you sure that
you don't want to change your story?" He then slipped off of the desk and
crouched down to bring his eyes to the boy's level, trying now to put the
boy at ease, "This is the time to be honest with me and I will be fair with
you," he coaxed.

The boy looked at the big, good-looking man with fear. He had never
considered anything beyond denial, but he felt like the principal could see
right through him, with good reason, and finally decided to fess up. "I've
known Tommy for a long time, he lives by me," he started to explain, "and
I've always admired him," then he stopped.

"And?" Todd asked, "How do we get from there to fondling him in the art
closet?"

Kevin looked away from the man for a moment, then back and made eye
contact. The eyes were kind even though they were firm and intimidating, so
he told the rest, "I always feel a certain way when I see him and I'd heard
that he did things and I told him that I liked him and wanted to kiss him
and then I was trying to open his pants," he surprised the principal by
blurting out.

"Wow," Todd said calmly as he stood up, "that's a lot of information," he
thought for a second, then asked, "is Tommy the only person that you've
ever felt this way about?" Looking down at the floor, Kevin slowly shook
his head. "Who else?" Todd asked, guessing the answer.

"Everybody," the boy croaked out in barely a whisper, then the floodgates
opened, "all the boys, all the men, all the teachers," he said in the same
quiet voice, then finally looked up into principal's eyes again, "every one
of them, I want to know, I want to see," he said sounding on the verge of
tears, "I don't know what's wrong with me!" Then the waterworks started,
tears and sniffles arriving as his head hung low.

A smile crept onto Todd's lips, not out of cruelty, he could never be happy
about an unhappy boy, but the joy that comes from knowing that he was about
to change a life forever and for the better. Crouching down again, he put
his hand on the boy's shoulder and said, "There's nothing wrong with you,"
and continued when Kevin looked up in surprise, "there are lots and lots of
boys like you, that like the same thing," then he pulled out the big guns,
"men too, and you'll find lots of both at this school."

Kevin stopped crying and wiped his nose on the back of his sleeve,
"Really?" the sixth grader asked simply.

"Yes," then he offered his standard instruction, a technique that never
grew old and always turned him on, "but the key is that you have to be the
one who shows what you want," then to clarify further, "you have to be the
one, Kevin, if you want these things, you have to make the move."

The boy sat quietly while he tried to process. "Did he mean that I should
do it now?" he thought and looked up at the smiling man. "What else could
be mean? And is that really what I want?" Looking over the strong, handsome
adult, Kevin recognized the familiar tingle that seemed to emanate from his
brain, heart and groin all at once and knew that the answer was yes. He
just stared up at Todd, afraid that he mistook the meaning.

His experience with so many young boys finding themselves caused Todd to
recognize the self-realization that made itself apparent on the boy's
face. Partially sitting on the desk again, he answered the unspoken
questions, "Yes, Kevin, you can do it," then, in case he was still afraid
to act, offered another option, "or you can tell me what you want, if
that's easier. Don't be afraid, Kevin."

It took him a moment to gain his voice, but Kevin, who was normally
assertive and mischievous, was still shy about putting words to his
desires, but finally whispered, "I want to touch cocks like they do in
porn." He looked up at the principal to see if he was in trouble.

"Thank god for the internet," Todd thought, recalling a similar idea when
he first met Connor, "Whose cock do you want to touch?" he asked.

"Anyone's," was the quick answer, his voice louder.

"Anything else that you want to do?" Todd asked, the boulder finally pushed
over the peak and now rolling downhill as the boy finally broke free of his
own guilt and embarrassment.

"I want to suck them," he said louder still, looking right in his
principal's eyes, "I want to suck them like the movies and make them cum,"
he went on, "I practice on my fingers," he announced, then placed three
fingers through the "o" made by his lips to demonstrate. Todd almost choked
at the display.

"Show me, Kevin," he said excitedly, "show me what you want, come on, I
know that you're a brave boy," then, to make everything crystal clear, "I'm
right here for you, baby, take what you want," as he stood up right in
front of the excited child. After a final hesitation from Kevin, Todd told
him, "Touch me, it's ok," and presented himself to the boy.

Finally convinced and eager, the boy stood up and reached out his hand to
cup the man's hidden genitals. He smiled when he felt the big bulge, so
excited to finally cross that line, his dream now a reality. "That's it,"
Principal Carson groaned, "make me feel good. You want to see, right? Go
ahead, take it out." Kevin was all in at this point, bursting with
excitement to see and touch his first cock. Normally Todd would have the
boy undressing too, but today he was getting off on the boy completely
caving in to his need to worship a cock. His nice school clothes made such
a sweet contrast with the filthy act. The eager child made quick work of
the man's belt, then fumbled with the fly to reveal his colored boxer
briefs. Without waiting for any further instruction, Kevin pulled out the
waistband of the underwear and, for the first time in his young life,
wrapped his fingers around a man's penis.

His eyes were like saucers when he felt the size of it, gasping, "It's
gigantic," feeling his own hard dick throb with anticipation of
more. Hoisting the meaty cock upward, he pulled it into view, the giant
purple head wet with precum, the shaft rock hard, the normally cool
principal so turned on by this cute and naughty boy. He quickly pulled down
on the man's pants and underwear to give himself more access, the penis
falling free and Kevin getting his first view of the huge dangling
ballsack. Cupping the man's testicles gently in his hand, he lifted them
and inspected their texture, size and weight.

After this brief distraction, he once again focused on the one-eyed snake
of the big man's cock. Wrapped in his little hands, Kevin was coaxing drop
after thick drop of fascinating precum. He stared in awe for a few moments,
then he realized what he wanted. He looked up at Todd who nodded and said,
"You know what you want to do," and that was all that he needed. Pulling
the head down to his level, the child extended his tongue for that glorious
moment of a boy's first taste of cock. The visual of the stretched, wet
tongue as it made its trip toward his penis combined with the sweet
sensation when it arrived on his sensitive glans told Todd that he wasn't
going to make it very long before he gave Kevin his first taste of man cum.

"That's it, baby," he hissed, "now take it in your mouth," he ordered as
the boy backed off at first after his initial taste. Discovering that he
enjoyed the salty sweet taste of the goopy precum that greeted his
tastebuds, Kevin opened wide and did his best to imitate the adult
cocksuckers that he'd enjoyed watching online. The head felt like a
baseball bat slipping through his lips but he was too turned on to
complain. His tongue couldn't help but rub the crown as it stretched him
open, the shaft filling his mouth as the first inches of the principal's
dick entered then withdrew.

The boy was a natural, and Principal Carson took it easy, feeding the
hungry boy the first third of his prick, the tight sensation of the soft,
pink lips, the warmth of the wet, young mouth and then, to top it all, the
boy's very active tongue. Needing no instruction, working from a surprising
instinct to please the man and from hours of practice on his fingers, Kevin
was perfect. Chills ran up and down Todd's spine as the boy worked. "You're
doing such a good job, Kevin, keep using your tongue like that," he
encouraged, "you can lick everywhere and it feels good," Todd explained,
educating the child, "try licking my balls."

Letting the penis drop out of his mouth with an audible pop, the boy
watched as Todd lifted his close-trimmed, loose-hanging sack up for the boy
to sample. Kevin dove right in, using just the right touch as he licked
around each nut, "Take them in your mouth," Todd encouraged, "suck my
balls, baby." Doing as he was told, Kevin sucked one testicle at a time
into his mouth, "Oh yeah," the adult moaned, "lick it while it's inside
you," and he jerked his dick in front of the boy's eyes as the youth
savored each ball, his lips smacking and slurping around the man's junk.

Todd couldn't take much more, needing to finish, he told the boy to sit in
the chair again, then straddled the seat and slid his penis back inside the
waiting mouth. He was controlling the action now, jerking the considerable
amount of cock that didn't fit into the inexperienced preteen's mouth in
time with his thrusts into the beautiful, warm orifice. Kevin knew to stay
in place and let his mouth be used, he had dreamed about being the giver so
many times that he couldn't believe that this was real. That the giant log
of flesh was actually sliding in and out of him was amazing. He was so
excited and willing to please that it didn't phase him when the principal
held his head in his hands and increased the pace.

Sensing the end coming, the precum flow growing, the thrusting faster, the
noises louder, Kevin thought about the finish for the first time. He had
always wondered so many things; what would it look like? Would he want to
taste it? Could he swallow it like the movies? Would it get shot on his
face? his hair? Todd was having the same thought.  He was going to cum very
soon, it was inevitable, and while he considered pulling out and shooting
on the clothed boys fancy polo shirt, across his cute, button nose or
making a mess of his unruly hair, he knew that this was a boy who wanted
his reward and he'd never deny him a taste.

"I'm gonna cum, baby," he panted with the effort of his thrusts, "you're
going to swallow it," he told him, not asking, "it's coming, sexy," he
announced as the feeling of inevitability spread through him, the familiar
point of no return as his semen boiled over and began the short journey out
of his cock and into the waiting child's wet little mouth. "Here it cums,
swallow my cum, boy!" he shouted in delight, loud enough that his secretary
had to stifle a smile as seventh grader Danny Parsons, Principal Carson's
eight o'clock appointment, stared at the door with wide eyes.

As much as he wanted it, there really is no way to prepare to take your
first load and, like so many before, Kevin was caught off guard by the
force and volume of the first spurt of mancum. "Oh, yeah, Kevin, yeah, suck
it down," Todd blubbered as the next shot wracked his body with a
convulsion and the boy started to lose the semen out of the corner of his
mouth but gamely held on through the entire orgasm, the penis seeming to
grow even more as the cum started to shoot. With nowhere for the manseed to
pool, a steady little river of the man's fluid seeped out of his mouth, the
rest seeming to land right at the entrance to his throat, requiring him to
fight the instinct to gag.

When it was all over, the man stood there, panting and breathing heavily,
Kevin wide-eyed, his mouth completely filled with dick and cum. Finally
sliding out slowly, Todd held his hand under the boy's chin to catch any
escaping semen, but it wasn't necessary, the boy sealed his lips and
grimaced. Enjoying the taste of cum was basically an impossibility the
first time, but the willingness to go for it was admirable and portended
great things for Kevin. "Swallow it," the man encouraged, "take me into
your body." The boy liked this idea and made a sour face as he forced
himself to swallow the huge load of slimy jizz that filled his
mouth. "That's it," Todd said with a smile and a gentle touch on the
smiling boy's cheek, "you're such a good boy."

The introduction over, they made themselves presentable, Principal Carson
considering leaving the crusty semen stain on the boy's face as a badge of
possession, but decided that wasn't fair and helped him to clean up. They
said their goodbyes, Todd leaving him with the offer, "You can come by my
office anytime that you need anything," emphasizing the last word.

The school day proceeded as usual, learning combined with fucking the
general order of things, until Todd was surprised by a call on the
intercom, "Principal Carson, Kevin Erickson has been sent down again."

"Send him in," Todd answered, then smiled as the cheeky boy entered with a
shit-eating grin. "Did you get in trouble on purpose?" Todd asked right
away and Kevin nodded. "Come here, baby," the man told him and the child
walked around the desk and stepped between the man's open thighs. Todd's
hand slid up the boy's back until it was behind his head and he used it to
guide him down until their lips met followed by their eager tongues.

Shortly after, as Todd made the first breach of the sweet boy's virgin
anus, Kevin doubled over the arm of the couch, the child grunting with the
effort of entry, Todd thought, "I guess that it's not going to be that hard
to get over Connor after all." And with that, order was restored at
Pinehurst Middle School.


The End