Date: Fri, 3 Jul 2009 09:42:04 -1000 From: Chris Parker Subject: Scotty, part 1 This story contains descriptions of sexual acts between a teen boy and a young adult. If you are offended by such descriptions, read no further. If you are under 18 years of age, the laws of most states prohibit your reading this story. The author claims all copyrights to this story, and no duplication or publication is allowed, except by web sites to which it has been posted, without consent of the author. If you would like to comment on this story, please contact the author at the email address listed above. Scotty, Part 1 I met Scotty this past January. I was finishing up my last year of college, and the only thing left to get out of the way was my student teaching. I had been assigned to a small junior-senior high school about 150 miles from my home. The assistant principal, a guy named Bill, had interviewed me, and when I arrived in town he met me at the school, then took me over to his house for a welcome party. It was about 8:00 in the evening. A few other teachers were there, including the guy I'd be working under. Bill introduced me to them and his wife, and as that was going on I noticed an incredibly cute young blond boy walking down the hall toward us. Bill said, "this is my son, Scotty. He'll be in your eighth-grade math class." My heart jumped. I was stoked that I'd get to see this cutie every day for the next four months. "Hi Scotty," I said. Scotty shook my hand and said "hi" back. He seemed to be checking me out pretty good. I assumed he was trying to size me up in a student-teacher sort of way. Bill told me that the following day (a Saturday) his family was going to be visiting some friends who were staying at a local hotel. Since I didn't know anybody in town I was welcome to join them. The hotel had a heated pool, so I should bring along some swimwear. The next day I met the group at the hotel, and we headed straight for the pool. I went into the rest room to change, and while I was in there Scotty came in, too. I turned away from him and dropped my pants, then put on my board shorts. I glanced behind me while I was butt-naked and saw him looking at me. He turned away quickly. He wrapped a towel around his waist while he changed. I was a little disappointed. We played around in the pool for a while, then I rinsed off and went over to one of the lounge chairs and reclined it almost all the way. Scotty came over and stood next to me, making small talk. I noticed him checking out the bulge in my shorts. I looked at his crotch and didn't see much of anything. He finally sat down in the chair next to me, and we talked about him, mostly. He was 14, although I would have guessed he was a year younger, especially since his voice hadn't changed yet. He loved basketball, and was a starting guard on the intermediate team. I told him I had played basketball, too, and that made him smile. After a while Bill suggested we go to the restaurant for a bite to eat. Scotty and I went back to the rest room to change (he did the towel thing again, I let him see my butt), then we headed over to the Denny's next door. We got a booth, and Scotty sat next to me. In fact, he pressed his body right up against mine. I was pleasantly surprised, and my dick started to get a little hard. I was spending the first week at the home of one of Bill's friends. They were out of town, so I kinda house sat. Bill had found me a cheap apartment where I could stay for the rest of my time there (the school would pick up the tab) so the next weekend he and Scotty helped me move in. It was just half a mile from the school. Bill always had to work late, and Scotty's basketball season was wrapping up, so he didn't have much to do after school and had to wait until about 5:30 before catching a ride home with his dad. He started hanging out in my classroom after school, sometimes with one or two of his friends. I didn't mind, and his friends were pretty cute, too. I would think about them during my daily jack-off sessions, especially Scotty. One day after school we were in my room, just the two of us, and I said I wanted to go home by about 3:30 to watch a game. He asked if he could come along. I told him to check with his dad, who said it was okay. We went over to my place and hung around, watching tv, until a little after 5, when I drove him back to the school. This soon became a regular thing, once or twice a week. I could tell from our conversations that Scotty was a typical horny 14-year-old, and one time he mentioned he'd had a couple of wet dreams. His actions started to surprise me. One day after school we were in my classroom and he was sitting on my chair. For some reason I sat down on his lap. He reached around with his left had and put it on my dick, just for a second, then laughed. I jacked off furiously as soon as I got home. Another time we were in my room, and he stood a couple feet away from me, facing me, and put out his hand like he was going to grab my balls. He did it a couple of times, always laughing. I walked toward him hoping he would do it, but he backed away and kept his hand a few inches from my junk. I was getting a little frustrated. The next day we went back to my apartment again. I was exhausted, and as soon as we got there I plopped down on my bed, on my stomach. Scotty did the same thing right next to me, put his hand on my ass and gave it a squeeze. He laughed and took his hand away. "Put it back and leave it there," I told him. He did. Then I rolled onto my side facing him. His hand was on my hip. I kept going until I was on my back. His hand was on my junk. I put my hand on top of his, and he started to fondle me. "I can feel your dick getting hard," he said. I opened my pants and pulled them down a little, so he was fondling me through my boxers. My dick was now hard as a rock, and he was stroking it. "Can I see it?" he asked. I pulled down my boxers. He gasped and said, "holy shit. It's huge. And you have so much hair." "Play with my balls," I told him. He grabbed them softly and said, "damn, you got some nice eggs." "Will you please jack me off?" I begged him. "Sure," he said. I quickly stripped off all my clothes and laid there naked while he stroked me. "Play with my nuts while you jack me," I told him. He sat up and fondled my nuts with his left hand while jacking me with his right. I laid there with my hands behind my head, just loving it. "I'm gonna cum," I told him, "but don't stop until I tell you to." Scotty kept jacking me, and about 15 seconds later I was at the point of no return. I looked down and watched my helmet swell up a little. Then a stream of cum shot out of my dick and hit me in my face. Scotty laughed and slowed down a little. "Keep going," I told him, as three or four more ropes shot out, landing on my chest and belly. Finally, I was spent, and told Scotty he could stop. "That was cool," was all he said. "It felt insane," I told him. "That was best handjob I ever got. Thanks." Scotty looked pretty proud of himself. He reached down and adjusted his own junk. "Are you hard?" I asked him. "Yup, very," he replied. To be continued... If you want to know more about me and some of my earlier experiences, check out the "Kyle and His Brothers" series in the young friends section dated Dec 29 2006.