Date: Thu, 26 Sep 2013 12:11:46 -0700 From: Nanaimo Hard Subject: School Shower (All events portrayed are fictional, if you like what you've read, write me at nanaimo_hard@hotmail.ca as more chapters depend on reader feedback!) I had realized I was gay at a young enough age, but my town wasn't exactly accepting. So I needed to be discrete, but the one time I wasn't, I not only lost my virginity at 13, it changed my life irrevocably. I was in the showers when I heard the door open to the room. It was after school, and typically students were not supposed to be there unless they were in a sports team. I wasn't, I just liked the feeling of the water on my naked body. Even at home, I showered frequently. Not wanting to get in trouble, I did what I normally did: killed the water, and crouched inside one of the individual stalls instead of being out in the open area at an angle so I could see when I was alone again. I saw one of my teachers, Mr. Francis enter. But instead of checking for anyone and then leaving, he started to undress. I knew I was risking being caught, but I couldn't look away as he undid his tie, his shirt. His chest wasn't muscular, but hairy. Then his pants came off, and my jaw dropped. First of all, he went commando. Second of all, his cock was large, thick, and shaved bare compared to the rest of him. It created a very striking contrast. Almost unconsciously, one of my hands went to my own cock, and began stroking as I watched him step into the open area, and turn the water on. I stared and couldn't look away as he began to soap his body, particularly his meaty cock. Watching his hand go up and down it, realizing that he was masturbating himself, getting off in the shower the same way I did. Unable to help myself, I let out a low moan, which finally got his attention. His eyes widened at the realization that he had an audience. "Tom. What are you doing?" I blushed, realizing that he'd just caught me jerking off, then realizing that he'd caught me jerking off to him jerking off, and I began to stammer. "Hey, it's okay." He walked over and knelt next to me. "Nothing to be ashamed of." He smiled kindly. "A-are you sure?" I whispered, unable to meet his eyes. "Of course! I know how difficult it must be for you." He put a hand on my shoulder. "This town bites for boys who like boys." I realized then that he must be speaking from experience. I looked up and returned his smile, and noticed that his cock was still hard. He noticed that I noticed and laughed. "Sorry, damn thing won't go down again until I cum. Makes it tough during classes." "I bet." I laughed too. He looked thoughtful for a moment. "So you liked what you saw, huh?" I nodded shyly. "You...could join me out here if you want." I nodded again, eagerly this time. A moment later, we were both out under the water, soaping ourselves, watching each other intently. I knew I was resisting the urge to fall to my knees in front of him, but didn't know what his reaction would be. My hand was starting to stroke my cock, and so was his. I couldn't help myself any longer and walked over to him, the water of the shower bouncing off our bodies. I slowly reached my hand out and wrapped it around my teacher's cock. He groaned slightly at the touch, and did the same to me. We stood like that for a minute or two, my small hand around his very thick cock, his much larger hand around my thin one. He put a hand under my chin and lifted my face towards him and began kissing me deeply as his grip on my cock tightened. When our mouths broke contact, I looked him deep in the eyes and asked simply "Can I put it in my mouth?" He nodded, and I was on my knees, getting up close and personal with the biggest cock I had ever seen, running my tongue up and down the shaft before wrapping my lips around the head, trying to force as much of him in as I could. My teacher put his hand on the back of my head gently as I kept trying to get more in my mouth. Soon he was on his back, giving me full access to his cock and balls. I had never sucked a cock before, but from the moans coming from his mouth I must have been doing a good job for my first time. I loved the weight of it my my mouth, the slick smoothness of the head, how the veins ribbed it. "Have you ever done this before to one of your friends?" he gasped. I shook my head over his cock. Taken by impulse, I removed it from my mouth and began rubbing it over my face, leaving trails of my spit and his precum all over. Mr Francis looked down at me, his lips parted as he watched me worship his cock. He gestured that I should get up, and I did, not wanting to displease him. Once I was back on my feet, he got to his as well and pressed his cock to mine as he began tonguing my mouth. He held our cocks together, and began stroking them as one as his mouth probed mine. All too soon he stepped away, and got on his own knees, swallowing my cock whole. I moaned from the deepest part of my soul in response, finally understanding the pure ecstasy of a good blow job. His tongue moved around my cock in his closed mouth, circling my head, teasing my slit. Eventually, I felt a new sensation on my balls, and looking down I realized that he had pushed his tongue out and was able to lap at them partially while he sucked on me. After a few minutes of driving me crazy, he stood up again. "Come here." He wrapped his big hand around my cock and led me by it to the wall under one of the shower heads. He had me place my hands against the wall, leaning on it, and he got behind me in a squatting position. I felt his hands on my ass cheeks, spreading them. "Have you ever put anything up here?" He asked. "Never." I whispered. A moment later, another new sensation as he pressed his face into my ass and began pushing his tongue into me. This new feeling was incredible and as my eyes rolled back in my head, I let out an involuntary whimper of delight. Next came a sharp smack and stinging sensation on my ass that drove me wild. But what came next was the most incredible sensation yet as he stood and began pushing a finger into me. He leaned over me, his hairy chest rubbing my naked back in a delightful way as the finger began moving around inside me. "Do you like that?" he whispered in my ear, then dragging his tongue along the lobe. "Yessssss..." I gasped "This has to be our secret you understand. I could go to jail for this." "I won't tell..." I promised. At that, Mr Francis pushed a second finger into me. I yelped with pain at first, but quite soon it stopped hurting, instead sending waves of pleasure through me. "I think you're ready now." My teacher pulled his fingers out of me to my dismay, but then something else began pushing inside, and I didn't need an A in his biology class to guess what it was. "God you are so fucking tight." he gasped from behind me. I was beyond such concerns though, with my body being racked with pure pleasure. "Ohmygodohmygodohmygod..." I just kept repeating on a loop as he began to pump his cock in me. "You like being fucked?" "Yespleasedon'tstoppleasedon'tstop...." My eyes had rolled so far back in my head I was amazed I couldn't see my teacher. His cock felt so huge I wasn't sure if the precum taste in my mouth was from me sucking him before or if his cock was reaching just that far inside me. "I..don't...know...how long...I....can last...." He was moaning above me now. "Meeither..." I gasped, and a moment later, my cock exploded cum all over the wall in front of me. My teacher reached over me, and got some of it on his fingers. I heard a sucking sound from behind and understood what he was doing instantly. I had been eating my own cum for a long time already, and wasted no time in helping myself to some as well. As I licked my hand, my teacher's strokes in me began to speed up severely, and the volume of his moaning increased, and then he was pressed up against me, his cock as deep as possible, spasming inside as he pulled my face around to kiss me while he painted my insides with his cum. We stood like that for a minute, gasping for breath until his deflating cock slowly slid out of me, followed by a trail of cum. We moved back under the running water to clean ourselves...well, in actuality we cleaned each other while kissing again. Later on, when I finally got home, my mother was waiting. "Tom. What is going on in school?" How could she know? I thought. Then she continued, "Your biology teacher just called and said you're going to need additional tutoring for the rest of the week after school. If you were having trouble, why didn't you say anything?" I mumbled an apology and went up to my room. Once there, I stripped down and began fondling myself, eager for the next day's "tutoring" session to begin.