Date: Mon, 03 Jul 2000 23:49:54 EDT From: Wuz Up Subject: Teacher Teaches First Time Chem Teacher Teaches First Time Author Anonymous ***Disclaimer*** Nifty.org as well as the author of this true story will not and cannot be held responsible for any and all liabilities bestowed upon the reader should homosexual erotica of any kind be unpermissible within the confines or vecinities of the reader's community, workplace, city, state or other region therein. Also, all names and places have been changed to protect the job's and reputations of the characters involved, however, note that all content is based on truth and an actual true encounter. ************** It was a long boring summer spent in a stupid Geometry class at the local high school. I was forced to go because of the Internation Baccalaureate program that I am a part of. It wasn't enough that they forced me to get up everyday at 5:15 to make the 6:00 bus and on top of that throwing in at least 3 hours of homework a night. Anyways, things weren't looking like they were going to become 'fun' any time soon. By the way, my name is Scott and I go to your average high school in your average town. I have often been told that I am good looking, and I guess you could say I am your average 15 year old. I have black hair and blue eyes, and I am 5'7" and weigh 150 pounds. I never have considered myself gay, however, I think others would suspect that I am, and even close family members assume I am going to be one day. My opinion of my sexuality was soon to become evident. On the last day of summer school, my friend, Mary, and I were planning to ditch school and spend the day at the mall. We planned on riding the city bus, until she found a ride for us from someone in her class. I didn't know this girl that was giving us a ride, but I just followed her and Mary around until she was ready to leave. We were at some teacher's classroom for a few minutes while she visited and played with this teacher's pet iguana. Other student's were around, and the teacher's stereo was up blasting loud, so I assumed he stepped out or wasn't around. Either way, when this gorgeous dark and handsome man stepped through the door, I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He had the most captivating eyes, hazelish-gold, only to be surpassed by his warming and engulfing smile. I was in awe. Now I have never acted upon any gay fantasy or feeling that I have had in the past, nor did I think that I would at this point. I always thought being gay was something I would keep to myself, or at least try to not have as a part of my life until I was adult and settled. I have, in the past, had a couple of 'flings' with older guys, mostly college and young 20 year old's, but it never went on to be anything more than talking on the phone. Never had I done anything, physically, with another man. Now with another female is a different story. We won't go there. As I felt the conversation begin to decline between my ride and the sexy Chemistry teacher, I noticed he began to give me the most ga-ga looks that I couldn't resist. I began to feel a stir in my pants. I thought to myself maybe he was just looking at me as something that most people do; to get a feel of who's in their company. But I really liked those glances he was giving me. Even though I couldn't take my eyes off of him, I kept getting thoughts in my head that nothing could/would happen because he was a teacher and was probably married to some hot blonde woman with big boobs who gave him a great fuck everytime he came home from work. But I just couldn't get him out of my head. After we began to exit his classroom and walk towards the parking lot to leave, a wonderful thing happened. This teacher that I knew nothing about was calling out my ride's name as he walked closer and closer to my ride, Mary, and I. Once again I thought that he was just coming to talk to my ride, her name being Crystal, about her work or something like that. Well, he kept giving me looks, and apparently I wasn't the only one who noticed. Mary whispered in my ear, "That man keeps looking at you and smiling". I think she was just trying to be funny because I knew she didn't think anything of it, as I was doing the same. But I just couldn't do anything to get him out of my head. Well, we ended up at the mall around 10:30 in the morning. While we were in the car, I asked Crystal who that teacher was and she replied that his name was Mr. G. I asked what that stood for and it was a really long name I couldn't remember. After the day at the mall, Mary and I returned to school. She still had an hour or so before her father came to get her, and so we headed to the auditorium to watch the people who were graduating late after receiving a needed credit in summer school. To my total and complete shock, Mr. G was a presenter of the diplomas in the ceremony. You can bet I didn't take my eyes off of him the entire time he was up on stage. After the ceremony and after Mary's father came, I decided I was going to try my best to see him at least one more time. Since no one was at school and I figured he'd be heading back to his portable, I decided to go see. I went and looked in the door and no one was in the classroom, but instead saw a box with his name on it. I was determined not to lose track of this man, so I copied down the name and headed home. I looked the name up in the phone book and decided I'd call, giving some stupid excuse that I thought he might like help packing his things on the following Monday. I got no answer, but decided not to give up. I went on the internet and did a search for his name. Sure enough a web site came up with his name, and to my luck, his email address as well. I wasted no time in sending him an email asking if he wouldn't mind me helping him pack on Monday. And this blows the candles on the cake: Later that night, I checked my email and found a reply from Mr. G. I was skeptical to open it because I thought that maybe it'd be a rejection saying he didn't need my help and that he thought I stalked him down or something, but to my total and complete shock he wrote that he wanted me to help him, or at least give him company, and that he also wanted to know if we could go to lunch afterward and to a local theme park. I was ecstatic! I immediately replied and agreed, expressing my delight immensely. The next morning, as I was checking my email, I saw he replied from the previous night. He said that he didn't have plans for the day and wanted to know if I'd meet him at the school and we could see if we could get some of that packing done that day. I excitedly agreed and soon I was off towards the school. It turned out the school was closed at all entrances, so we started driving around in his car. We talked about some stuff, I forget what, but then he asked if I wanted to go to the movies or something, so I agreed and we went to the theater to pick out a time and movie. We decided on a 7:30 show, and began driving again at 5:00. Well, in the car I noticed that he kept inching his hand towards mine but when he'd get close, he'd pull away. I think he was really nervous since our age difference was almost a double. I decided I would be very bold. It was quiet in the car, and soon he said "You know, you can talk." and to that I replied, "And you CAN hold my hand." He giggled in the cutest way and placed his hand around mine. I didn't think it would go much further than that, but boy was I wrong. He started running his fingers across mine, and I did the same. His hand was so warm and inviting. Soon he placed our still together hands on my leg. I was curious as to what was next. He released my hand and began rubbing my upper leg and thigh. I liked this, and he gazed into my eyes and without words, sort of asked for the OK. I gazed back and with my eyes let him know that I wanted what he wanted to give. He began to slowly make his way to my already hard cock. He felt around it through my pants and explored as much as he could through the material. He soon lifted my shirt up, trying to make it to unbutton my pants. I assisted him and he was soon hand-to-shaft with my cock. He massaged and rubbed completely over the entire length of my now throbbing cock. I thought that I wanted to be pleasing him in return for this excitement he was bringing me so I reached over and began to unbutton and unzip his pants. His cock was already hard and his head was beautiful. It was large and mushroom shaped and his slit was large, holding a pearl of precum at the opening. I took hold of his dick and ran up and down the length, using his precum as a lubricant. He did the same with mine. He began to jack me off and told me not to let him do anything I didn't want to do, but I had no response to it since I was in Heaven. I told him I didn't want to cum yet and to slow down. He responded by going back to massaging and caressing. He asked if I wanted to go back to the school and to his portable so we could continue in a more private place. I hesitantly agreed, but became more at ease to it as he told me to relax and that I could change my mind if I decided differently. The trip to the school detailed the same massaging and caressing as the car ride preceding it. We made our way from the back entrance of the school to his portable. When we arrived, he told me he needed to pee first, so he went out his back exit and peed while I sat in a chair. He came back inside and walked over to me and hugged me. I hugged him back tightly and felt completely in his trust. After staring in each other's eyes for about a minute, I told him in a soft voice to kiss me. He did, and for the first time, I felt a man's lips against mine. It was soft, yet not as submissive as a woman's kiss. I liked every part of it. I began to feel his hands explore my body and slowly rub all over me. I lifted up his shirt over his head and threw it on the desk next to us. He did the same with mine and we continued kissing. We began to play with each other's nipples; caressing, teasing, kneading. All this was new to me, but I felt like it was so natural. We then took the rest of our clothes off and continued to now explore each other's naked body's with our hands. His cock was visibly larger than mine, probably due to his age. He broke our kiss and slowly made his was down to my nipple, sucking it and gently biting it. After that, he kissed his way down to my cock. For the first time, I felt a man's lips around my cock, licking and sucking it. It was such bliss. He didn't do it to the point where I would cum, but just enough to relax me and give me pleasure. Though having no experience, I attempted to do the same. I took his head into my mouth and licked my tongue over his slit, tasting his gorgeous precum. I slowly began to take the length of his cock into my mouth as far as it would go. I began to make a repeated sliding motion over the length of his beautiful cock. I know he knew I was inexperienced, and I could tell each time I did something wrong; usually when my teeth would find his cock, but I tried my best. He pulled me up and we kissed somemore. I loved just feeling him wrapped around me and holding me close to his body. I pulled us down to the floor and we began grinding each other's crotches against one another. It felt so wonderful. He sucked on my cock for a little while after that, and I did the same to him. We tried many positions that involved just sucking; missionary, 69, and some others. I liked every second of it. Since it was taking so long for each of us to suck each other off, I began to jack his cock as I was straddled over his stomach with my back facing his face. I could feel his begin to buck, and I got an urge to wrap my mouth over his cock. I did so, and soon after I felt him explode in my mouth. I began swallowing his load down my throat, tasting every drop. It was delicous. I couldn't get enough. I had to pull me up from his cock to get me to stop. Soon thereafter, he was on my cock. I tried jacking me off while his lips were wrapped around my head, but to no avail. So I began to jack my cock while he waited with his mouth open. I felt myself nearing extacy, so I released my dick and he took it in his mouth. I erupted with jet after jet of cum. I felt some squirt up at me after one blast of my cream. But I was in pure blissful heaven. After that, I just lay next to him wrapped around his arms with his arms around me. No one said a word through the whole thing but it was mutual pleasure and enjoyment. Despite age, career, etc., we shared a time that niether of us will forget. It was beautiful. You can bet we had many more encounters after that.... :)