Date: Wed, 29 Apr 2020 19:32:30 +0800 From: jelly3001 . Subject: School Advisor (Adult/Youth) - Gay School Advisor (Adult/Youth) Premise: This story is based in a slightly different world than now - where the number of single parent households continues to increase. However - society acknowledges the importance of the following: 1. Both male and female children both need strong positive male and female role models 2. Teenagers are sexual beings with needs and wants such are the need to eat or breathe. However - it needs to be private, discrete and consensual. As such - Grade 7 classes in an experimental boarding school will have gender segregated classes for a year with a female homeroom teacher for a semester and male homeroom teacher for a semester. The teachers hired for the position have been hired to be flexible in what needs to be done and are given a lot of leadway. The only true rules are no physical, emotional or verbal hurting of the student. Personal gratification and all of that entails is also strictly forbidden by the teacher. As always - this is meant to be read by people over the age of 18 and only in countries where it's legal to do so. But where is that these days??? The story is also totally made up - so any similarities to other stories or in your life is totally coincidental. Also note that this is a reasonably slow story so don't expect a large amount of action - specifically in the adults direction. The Story - Part 1 I've been teaching for over 10 years and it's starting to become obvious that the prevalence of single parent households is having a significant negative impact on the community as a whole. Even though it's acknowledged that single parents try their best - the government and society in general are at whitt's end to try and reduce the problems with the current situation. As a result - many different pilot programs are being set up such as Dornshaw Academy, where 2 advisory teachers (male and female) will teach 20 students of the same gender for Grade 7. The aim is to provide strong and positive role models for the students which will help set them up for the rest of their lives. After a large number of teachers in the public education system were heavily tested for this - I was taken out of my normal class mid year to complete a 6 month intensive course looking at unique educational practice and the social/emotional needs of young teenage boys and girls. Once this course was finished, I was inducted into Dornshaw Academy and lived on the campus - just like the majority of teachers and students. One of the experimental aims of the year was to see how much positive touch - such as a pat on the back or hand on the shoulder positively affects our students. As the year progressed, it was not unlike most years where you had students which you enjoyed teaching and others you can't stand, but the teacher-student relationship was much more akin to a parent-child relationship but with less formality which can be seen in some families. Due to the fact that I was also an advisor - I had to teach the slightly awkward topic of "puberty" to 20 boys which is not always the most fun thing. I'd been teaching my class for around 3 months and as we got to know each other better - students started to become a bit more comfortable and would push boundaries a bit more than the start of the year. Thankfully - I've taught this topic enough times to deal with it sympathetically which allows them to ask questions but limits my need to go into more detail than they need. To put it simple - answer their questions but don't go into more detail which is not asked. After fall break - I received an email from the health coordinator stating that they wanted to speak to me after some discussions with a few mothers during holidays. It seems as though some interesting and awkward questions were asked to the parents and they did not feel comfortable dealing with it - so they wanted to know what Dornshaw Academy could do to fix the problem? After a bit of discussion - I was told that I would be asked to solve some problems outside of class time individually with the students until all of the students' questions and parents' wishes have been met. This decision made me quickly realise that parents are still king when it comes to decision making. I will be truthful and say that I am a bit confused by the whole thing - but I was told to deal with the problem creatively and nimbly, but to remember not to engage in personal gratification. The last statement of "personal gratification" seemed to be strongly emphasised - which was kind of confusing. It was not until I received the first instructions which made me realise why. I was given a small card which included the students name, parental instructions and potential questions which may be asked. I would then give 30 minute private discussion sessions to fix problems or questions until it was fixed. My first card was as follows: Student Name: Jimmy Parental Instructions: Jimmy is currently going through changes which he finds difficult to ask questions in front of his peers or to his parent. He keeps on wanting to ask questions - but is too embarrassed to ask his mother or uncles/aunties. His mother asks you go into a bit more detail on boy changes and all that includes. Do what you need to do to make him less worried. Potential Questions he may ask: Why do boys get boners? Some potential questions to do with condoms. (some smaller sized condoms were found in the envelope with the card). After I read the card - I am shaking my head and am told to get Jimmy to meet me in my apartment dorm at 8pm when students are normally ready for bed and completing reading or homework. The start of the day happens like normal - but I ask Jimmy to say in for a few minutes during morning break while putting my hand softly on his shoulder. He looks up at me and sighed deeply relieved and states ok when I ask him to stay in at break. During break - I told him that I will be seeing him at 8pm and he'll be able to ask me anything that he wants to. He asked if he could ask now since his friends were not here - but I said it would be better later when we had a bit more time in a more comfortable environment. Jimmy seemed to get the hint and then went on his merry way. The day progressed like normal and nothing out of the ordinary seemed to have happened. As 8pm approached and I had finished dinner - I thought it would be better to get a little less formal and change out of my work attire into some comfortable clothes. Then a few minutes before 8 I heard a few faint knocks on my door - which thought must have been Jimmy. When I opened the door - I noticed that Jimmy was alone and was wearing his big white fluffy robe that he'd often wear moving towards the showers when the kids do what they need to do every day. I invited Jimmy inside and put my left land on his right shoulder and guided him to sit next to me on the couch. As he sat down - I asked him what seemed to be bothering him. Jimmy was looking a bit anxious so I once again put my hand on his shoulder and and reminded him that he's done nothing wrong and my job is to answer or help him with any problems he may have. He then took a deep breath and said, "stuff it - it's just better if I show you". This was followed by Jimmy standing up and removing his robe leaving him wearing nothing apart from a white singlet and a silky pair of Marvel printed boxers. Sitting down and looking at his feet - he said why does this always happen very quickly pointing at a small bulge in his silky boxers. As a middle school teacher - this is not a common question but does come up from time to time, specifically when it comes to puberty. "Ummm", I said. "It's just your body's way of saying that your growing older". Jimmy said he understood that - but why does it happen so often and for almost no reason. My response was that hormones were being made to change his growth (specifically muscle growth) along with the brain rewiring. That happening all of the time is mainly due to increase testosterone which is at the highest level now until later adulthood. It's your body's way of learning to walk and to control itself. As you get older - that will happen much less as you get older. "So basically it's like my junk has training wheels and it wants me to learn how to control it?" asks Jimmy. As expected - I was a bit taken aback and had to think of a specifically worded response. "Not exactly, it's just become more active but I guess it's more like a hyperactive puppy that wants to do the right thing but can't always be controlled" I said without fully thinking through my statement. "So what is the purpose of a condom with your penis and how do you use it?" asked Jimmy. I was a bit taken aback by the quick turn of events and Jimmy scoots closer to me on the couch with his leg touching my leg as he moves one of my hands from my leg. He places one of my hands on his thigh with his hand on top of my hand. Jimmy's face is a little flushed and he's starting to breathe a little bit inconsistently. It's starting to become obvious that his little brain between his legs is starting to overtake his big brain. "My Mom said that you had everything you needed to answer my questions and other stuff - so you have to teach me right. You have to show me what a condom is, what is it and how to use it right?' asks Jimmy in a slightly hurried voice while he is taking short breaths. My heart starts pounding and I don't know what to do. To say that I was shitting myself in fear would be an understatement. Jimmy then looks at the coffee table and saw the envelope with a small piece of a condom packet sticking out. "Look teacher - what you need is on the table. Mom said that you'd answer my questions so I don't have to be worried anymore." Stated Jimmy. It's becoming a little bit obvious that he was at peak curiosity and testosterone - with a one track mind for what he wanted. After coming to the conclusion that I had little say in what was about to happen - I sighed and said "I don't want to do this - but if you must know whatever happens here stays here". "Duhh!" says Jimmy. Do you think I'm going to tell my Mom about this? So to get started, I gave Jimmy one of the unopen condom packets and told him that inside was a piece of thin laytex which goes over the penis. When a boy gets older he gets excited and a slightly sticky liquid called semen or cum comes out. This is the part of a boy that can make a girl pregnant - so this stops the semen from going into the girl. I could see the cogs starting to work in Jimmys head as I was telling him this. "So it's basically like a trash bag for the penis then is it?" asks Jimmy. "Not really - as it just keeps the liquid away from where you don't want it". I say. "So you were going to show me how it works on me right?" asks Jimmy. Like a cat that has been caught eating the canary in front of it's owners - that this point I knew that Jimmy had put me between a rock and a hard place (no pun intended). "Yeah I guess so" I said. To put it simply - I had no idea that I would be putting a condom on another person a few hours earlier - let alone one of my students! "I guess if we are going to get this started Jimmy - it's probably going to be easier if you are sitting on my lap so I can show you how it works" I explained to the very single sighted youngster. Within what seems like a blink I had person on my lap, my left hand on his lower stomach, my right hand half way up his upper thigh and Jimmy's right hand on top of my hand. Jimmy also started to lean back into my stomach while moving his behind a bit in the quest of trying to get a bit more comfortable. While this was happening - he was also making short quick breaths which I guess showed his excitement. "Are you really ok with this? Are you sure this is what you want?" I asked Jimmy for the last time. I could see the side of his cheeks go beet red and he just nodded twice. Over Jimmy's right shoulder, I could see his small mound placed inside of his silky marvel boxers. My first job was to free the small prisoner from it's cage and then replace it with a much thinner latex cage. Taking a deep breath as I prepared myself for what I was about to do, I remove my hand from his right thigh and briefly hug him tightly with my right hand to bring him closer for easier access. Then I remove my left hand from his stomach and try and open the two buttons on his boxers which provide access to what I need to do. The middle button is reasonably easy to open - and from the opening I learnt something new about Jimmy - he appeared to be uncut. I then tried to open the top button of the boxers which are always a bit difficult to open. Once it opened - the elastic kicked in and slapped open showing is 3 inch (8cm) member free from it's confines. It would also be fair to say that it would be difficult to distinguish the brighter color of red. That is - Jimmy's face or a fully ripe tomato. "So Jimmy. Before you ever start something like this two things need to happen. The first thing is that your penis is fully hard and that the skin can move. Is it ok if I check that?" I asked the very quiet boy. Jimmy just nodded quietly again with talking and I then placed my hand onto another persons penis for the first time. The first touch made Jimmy joult and slightly moan. "Ok Jimmy - I can see that it is already hard but now I'm going to check that the skin can move. This might feel a bit strange and different. Is this ok?" I asked Jimmy - who just grunts. I then place my thumb and two other fingers over the top of the head and very slowly and softly add pressure in a downwards motion. As I do this - his skins glides down 1 or 2 centimeters with ease. Jimmy tightly scrunches his eyes closed, has his mouth open while is slightly hyperventilates with medium pressure breaths. It never occurred to me (but I never thought about this) - but I'm starting to get the impression that this is the first time that his penis has been touched for anything other than a quick graze or quick movement to remove liquid. "Ok Jimmy - it's pretty obvious that you are now hard and the skin moves. I'm going to show you how to add the object so that it stays on. It's best if you have your eyes open so you can see what I am doing". I say to Jimmy. He just nodds his head and I can see that he breathes deeply and opens his eyes. He seems to be trying to control what he is feeling. "So Jimmy - a Condom normally comes in a thin packet with the condom inside. It's ok to rip the packet - but make sure you only so it with your hands so that you don't rip te condom itself". He just nodds to show that he understand. I then open open the packet and show Jimmy the contents inside. "Jimmy - there are many different sized ones of these. In general - the length of what you have does not matter as there is normally enough length for the smallest and biggest of us. The important thing to do is to make sure you choose one which is the right thickness for your penis. That's so that it does not fall off which is an important thing". Jimmy slowly nods his head and somes goes oh or ahh to show understanding as I explain what to do. "OK Jimmy - I am now going to show you how to put this thing ok. Remember that the pointy tip is always on the opposite side of the penis head and then you roll down the sides until it goes to the base of the penis. Then if it's the right size it should be reasonably snug which will allow for the skin to move but not allow the condom to come off easily." I then hold the base of his member with my left hand and slowly roll the latex down to the base. Within a microsecond of the material touching his head - he automatically scrunches his eyes closed and breathes uncontrollably. It's pretty obvious that Jimmy is super sensitive and has almost no control over his actions. Around 10-15 seconds after I roll the condom down to the base of his penis and remove my hands from that location, Jimmy starts to breathe a little less erratically and finally opens his eyes. I don't know about other boys - but I never remember being this sensitive when I was his age but it has been a long time I guess. After a few more seconds - I say "Ok Jimmy - I'm going to very quickly show you if you know that the condom is only tightly enough. I'm going to move the skin a bit to see if the condom slips too much. If it slips too much - then the size is too big." After what has been about a 45 second stop - I place my thumb and two fingers onto the top inch or 3 centimeters of the head. Just by the touch - Jimmy closes his eyes tightly and starts to breathe erratically once again. I then slowly and softly glide skin down a couple of centimeters while his breathing and audible gasps continue to grow more erratic. The main problem for me though is that his behind is squirming on my lap uncontrollably. A few seconds later, I then move the skin up to it's original position and then start to move the skin down for the second time. While the skin is down for the second time, his penis starts to spasm as it tries and shoots it's invisible shots while he is moaning uncontrollably. It's pretty obvious that Jimmy just had his first orgasm - a dry one and a half pump chump. Jimmy does not open his eyes but starts to yawn within 20 seconds after his first orgasm and falls directly asleep. I now have an asleep boy on my lap who ha just had an orgasm and is still as hard as a rock. Because he is asleep and there is not too much I can do - I remove the condom, close his boxers, replace him back into his robe and then carry him back to his room in my arms. I did not realize how much a kid his age weighs and I am a bit worried that I might drop him on a couple of occasions. I then place him into his bed and close the door to his room. In my mind - I'm trying to work out what the hell just happened in the last 20 minutes. I guess that tomorrow will be interesting. NOTE: There were slowly be more stories. Some with the same student - but mostly with others.