Date: Tue, 19 Oct 2010 14:48:38 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Teacher's Lament (5)

Teacher's Lament
By
Storyguy22
(5)

  During the evening prior to Cody's planned visit Mr. Martin spent some
time preparing for what he seriously hoped and expected would be a truly
memorable event between himself and the stunning young boy.

   He emptied out the drawer of the nightstand beside his bed, and then
assembled the various accoutrements he felt might be useful to his
objectives regarding the boys next seduction, a seduction that he very much
hoped would prove to be pretty much total, up to and including his actually
fucking that pretty little ass. His carefully thought out preparations
included an adequate supply of his favorite lubricant and a couple of the
smaller size of vibrators from his collection, along with a couple of fresh
face towels. He had debated including a supply of condoms, but rejected the
idea after concluding that the risk for any kind of infection with this
virginal boy was nil, and he was certain of his own bug-free status; and
beside those considerations, who would choose to in any way alter such
pleasure as his attaining success in this venture would certainly
bring. After gathering his supplies and placing them in the place handy to
the bed, he removed the light bulbs from his twin bedside lamps and
replaced them with ones with much less wattage which would be far less
harsh in terms of ambient light while still furnishing ample illumination
so that he might fully enjoy the breathtaking sight of a naked and excited
Cody. He made sure that he had on hand a sufficient supply of soda's and
snacks, and then he tried his best to not just sit and stare at the
seemingly stopped clock as he eagerly awaited the allotted hour.

   Finally the big day arrived, and an excited Cody had struggled to get
through his classes all day, especially his last period with Mr. Martin. He
had been hard as a nail most of the day, and as he squirmed in his seat
during to last period he kept having vivid flash backs of his previous
experiences with his teacher, visuals that caused his rigid erection to
actually ache with a need for the sort of release he knew full well the man
could provide. Mr. Martin actually wasn't really doing much better as he
forced himself to administer the day's lesson plan while his gaze kept
returning to Cody and his exposed thighs. His own cock was hard in his
slacks, and he finally had moved to sit behind his desk so there was no
danger of any student picking up on the tent at the fly of his Dockers. At
last the bell sounded ending the period, and Mr. Martin was a bit surprised
when Cody jumped up, grabbed his backpack, and hurried out without even
looking in his direction. He frowned, hoping desperately that the boy
hadn't changed his mind regarding their plans for the evening. Surely not,
he encouraged himself, I mean, if he had changed his mind, or if his
Mother's schedule had somehow changed the boy would have let him know the
evening was off. Still a bit disconcerted, Mr. Martin packed his brief
case, locked up his classroom, and hurried to his car.

   Cody rushed directly home, his horny young mind completely focused on
the upcoming events that had been his single focus for two days now, and
upon entering his house he went to his bedroom, and quickly stripped
naked. He looked at his image in the long mirror mounted on the back of his
door, and he felt a rush of pride as he took in the reflection of his
smoothness, and the gentle curves of his lithe young body. He smiled at his
rigid boyhood, and he pictured Mr. Martin's wide hand grasping it, and a
tingle moved through his tight little ball sack as his mental image shifted
to the man taking the stiff stem into his warm mouth and sucking it. Unable
to resist, he reached down and gripped his boyhood, his fist pumping its
length as he recalled the special sensation of his teacher working his
thick finger inside his tight little hole and that amazing spot in there
that drove him really crazy, and he had to force himself to stop fondling
his dick because he wanted to save up all his creamy juice for later. He
hurried to the bathroom then, and turned on the shower, and stepped in
under the hot spray.

   Mr. Marin arrived at his home, and went through pretty much the same
motions as Cody, scrubbing himself squeaky clean in every nook and
cranny. Dried off, he selected a pair of well worn and soft gym shorts, and
then debated whether or not to wear briefs. Feeling extra randy, he decided
to go the commando route, and as he pulled the shorts into place he was
happy with the decision. A short study in the mirror affirmed that he
looked pretty hot, obviously free-ball inside the shorts, and more
importantly still, he looked...well, ready! He pulled on a tee shirt, and
touched up his hair, then used a mouth wash. Fresh and horny as a
two-peckered goat, he headed to the living room to await his boy's arrival.

   Out of the shower, Cody toweled his slim body and then padded naked back
to his room. Walking to the dresser, he surveyed his underwear drawer, and
he opted for another pair of the very small and very sexy undies his Uncle
and gifted him on his recent thirteenth birthday. He still thought of them
as kind of girly, almost like panties, but Mr. Martin had seemed to really
like him wearing them the last time, so he stepped into the ice-blue little
garment and tugged it into place. Moving to the mirror he preened as he
studied his reflection, and he had to agree that he did look really sexy in
them, and as his eyes settled on the bulge of his dick and balls at the
front of the filmy panty he pumped his narrow hips a few times in a
simulated humping motion. He felt the satin-like material glide over his
sensitive cock head, and a small shudder ran through him. Golly, he
thought, I am really feeling horny! He turned around and looked back over
his shoulder to study how the tiny brief hugged his tight little butt, and
he imagined Mr. Martin gripping his taut mounds and fingering his tiny pink
hole, and he shuddered again. In a rush now, he quickly retrieved his last
year's basketball jersey from the drawer and tugged it over his
head. Looking at the mirror again he grinned thinking how hot it made him
look since he had hacked off the hem of it so that it just covered his pert
nipples while leaving a wide expanse of his smooth flat tummy exposed. From
a different drawer he took a pair of shorts which were also last years and
therefore a bit small on him now, and when he had them on, he stepped back
to the mirror. Sweet, he thought, I look exactly like I feel which is
basically "I want to be fucked." After sliding into a pair of flip-flops he
hurried from the house and hopped onto his bike for the short ride to his
teacher's house.

   Meanwhile, Mr. Martin paced his living room, chiding himself for feeling
like a teenager about to go on his first date. Not knowing what to do with
himself he finally wandered out to the front porch where he settled into a
deck chair to wait for his boy. He fixed his gaze on the street facing the
direction he knew Cody would arrive from, and after a few anxious minutes
his heart suddenly raced in his chest when he spotted the little cutie
pedaling up the sidewalk. He stood and walked down the front steps to stand
at the head of the sidewalk as Cody turned in, and coasted to his
position. The boy alighted from the bike, and Mr. Martin gulped as he let
his eyes drift over the boy, and his heart-stopping little outfit. Holy
shit, Martin thought, if that isn't a "get me-fuck- me" look, I've never
seen one! Christ, I hope to hell none of my neighbors is paying any
attention, I could probably be arrested for simply talking to the boy the
way he's dressed, or more aptly the way he ISN"T dressed! Glancing quickly
around at nearby houses, Mr. Martin grinned at the boy, and told him how
delicious he looked, meaning every word of it. Cody blushed prettily and
thanked him as he shyly clasped his hands behind him and looked down at his
cute little toes. As gently as possible Mr. Martin suggested that they
bring Cody's bike up onto the porch where it would be less visible then it
was on the front walk, and Cody agreed as the man picked up the bike and
carried it up the steps with the stunning boy in tow. He settled the bike,
and then ushered Cody inside the house where he closed and locked the
door. Cody proceeded into the living room and turned to face his teacher as
he walked up to him. Mr. Martin reached for the boys hands, and lifted them
above his head as he gave the boy a close once over, head to toe. He gave
off a low whistle, and told him,

   "Cody...Baby...you look absolutely amazing...so sweet and sexy...easily
good enough to eat...which is exactly what I plan to do with you!"

   He tugged the boy's arms, causing him to do a pirouette, and he felt a
sharp jolt in his balls as he studied the boy's hot little ass and shapely
legs. When he completed the slow spin Mr. Marin couldn't resist groping his
succulent little package, and Cody responded by rising up on his tip-toes
and uttering a squeal of pleasure. Mr. Martin squeezed the firm bulges and
Cody groaned, his need for just this kind of attention welling up strongly.

   "Oh gosh, Mr. Martin...I love that...it feels so awesome!"

   There would be no argument on that point from the teacher, and as he
continued to grope the boy's goodies he was delighted to sense the instant
hardening of his sweet young cock. He brought up his other hand and slid
his fingers under the cropped off jersey so that he could gently work the
boy's small and sensitive little nipples, and he smiled again when the
nubbins went stiff under his touches. So sensitive, he thought, this boy
just oozes sexual pleasure from every pore, and I intend to explore every
inch of his hot little body today.

   Cody shuddered with multiple pleasures as his teacher manipulated his
young treasures, and he hissed breathlessly,

   "Can we go in your bedroom, Mr. Martin...?...I really want us to get all
naked together!"

   Mr. Martin's heart was racing in his chest as his blood pressure rose to
dangerous levels, and without responding verbally he quickly scooped the
boy into his arms and carried him down the hallway, his hands roaming over
the delicious globes of his hot little ass as they went along. Inside the
bedroom, he walked over to his big bed, and deposited Cody on the floor
while he sat down on the edge of the bed directly in front of the boy. He
resumed touching the boy all over, and in response Cody boldly peeled his
short jersey off and tossed it aside. Mr. Martin gazed hungrily at the
smooth, creamy chest and abdomen, the sweet scent of pure boy wafting over
his senses. He reached up and slid his fingers into the boy's silky
underarm, and Cody instantly raised his arm to give his teacher full access
to the hairless place. Mr. Martin sat up straighter and pulled the boy
closer as he leaned forward and extended his tongue to lap at the warm,
soft underarm several times. God, the kid smells and tastes so fucking
amazing...like only a very young boy can smell and taste...better than ice
cream, he thought. He ran his tongue over the boy's smooth and still
undeveloped chest, more of the delicious boy-flavor flooding his senses,
and he spent some time licking and sucking his dark nipples before moving
lower, trailing his tongue along the bony rib cage until he reached the
soft little tummy. He licked along the waist band of the snug shorts and
dipped into the tiny cave of navel, all the while inhaling the freshness of
boy-scent that left him slightly dizzy, and Cody squirmed under his
attentions, steadily uttering soft mews of pleasure as the teacher explored
his very excited body with lips and tongue. His four inch boy-cock throbbed
strongly, and he felt a deep burning in his tight little balls, and he
longed to be fully naked so that the man might expand his pleasure giving
to every part of him until he simply exploded. As though he had read the
boy's thoughts, Mr. Martin sat back and smiled warmly at the trembling boy,
and he reached out to tug the small shorts down his coltish legs until they
puddled at his feet. He studied the sexy little panty the boy wore, and he
licked his lips as he stared hard at the rigid tube of boyhood that bulged
firmly at the tiny swatch of satiny cloth. Running his hand over the filmy
panty, he looked up at the flushed boy and told him,

   "You are just so perfect, Cody...perfect, and delicious...I love how you
look, how you smell, and how you taste...!"

   Cody flushed, his slim body giving a shudder as his teacher groped his
aching boyhood, and he repeated his earlier pleas, saying breathlessly,

   "Please, Mr. Martin...can we get all naked now?"

   The boy looked so freaking hot with those girly little panties on that
Mr. Martin gave a brief thought as to just what sort of Uncle would make of
a gift of such a garment to his thirteen year old nephew, but he guessed
that he pretty much knew, and he could hardly blame the man. Turning his
full attention back to the boy, he nodded, and then eased the gauzy little
panty down those perfectly smooth legs to the floor. Sitting up, he took a
moment to savor the stunning sight of a fully naked and erect Cody, and his
heart rolled over. His own cock threatened to rip his shorts it was so
fully erect and pulsing, and he reached into his lap to adjust it as he
leaned forward and licked all over the pink and perfect knob of the boy's
sweet cock. Cody squealed, his narrow hips reflexively snapping forward as
Mr. Martin opened his mouth, and took the boy's rampant boner inside. The
incredible flavor of it instantly flooded over the teacher's taste buds, so
fresh and clean tasting with a hint of recently applied soap. There is
simply nothing on earth, Mr. Martin decided, as uniquely delicious as the
cock of a young boy. He sucked the mewing boy steadily, his mouth drooling
with an overflow of saliva, and the slightly obscene sounds of his slurping
over the rigid little nail filled the background as he used his free hand
to gently cup and roll the snug pouch of small young balls. He worked his
fingers behind the scrotum, and pressed firmly upward into the firm seam
between balls and asshole, and Cody groaned deeply, his lithe body
trembling as he uttered,

   "Oh golly, Mr. Martin...it's so...agh...gonna...cum!"

   No sooner had the boy hissed his announcement then the stiff young penis
bucked strongly once, and spurted, delivering his creamy nectar into
Mr. Martin's hungry mouth in several strong bursts. Here was yet another
delicious flavor totally uniquely young boy, Mr. Martin thought as he
happily gathered the impressive offering inside his mouth until the boy
stopped spurting. He felt the warmth and the viscosity of the sweet cream
on his tongue, and after a panting Cody had backed away so that his wilting
boyhood slipped from Mr. Martin's mouth, he swilled the warm cream around,
savoring that essence of boyhood that is obtainable from no other source on
earth than a young boy's balls. He swallowed then, and gently moved a
weakened Cody to the bed where he lay him down on his back as he climbed on
himself to lie beside the boy.

   He pulled him close and gently ran his hands over his nakedness while
Cody slowly resumed the normal tugs of gravity. He leaned in and gently
kissed the still flushed boy on his lush, soft mouth, and then he quickly
removed his tee shirt, and then the shorts that were killing him. His heavy
erection sprang free and stretched up over his abdomen, and Cody looked
down at it as a smile crossed his cute face. He moved his hand down and
grasped the thick adult cock, and he squeezed it lovingly as Mr. Martin
sighed in pleasure. A few moments of mutual touching ensued, interspersed
with soft kisses and tongue dueling, and then Cody suddenly spun around,
and took Mr. Martin's thick meat into his pretty little mouth. Mr. Martin
groaned contentedly and let himself go with the waves of pleasure the boy
was providing and in what seemed like just seconds he felt his long pent up
lust reach a boil, his balls tugging up to deliver a massive load of heavy
cum into the boy's sucking mouth in rapid ropes. Cody gagged briefly, and
then gamely managed to take the entire load, swallowing rapidly to keep
pace with the forceful delivery. When it ended, Cody sat up and blinked
rapidly as he swiped at his cum coated mouth with a forearm. He smiled
widely at his teacher, and then muttered,

   "Wow, Mr. Martin...you always make so much cum...I really like it, but
it's a lot!"

   Mr. Martin chuckled, and pulled the boy close as he praised his sucking
skills and his willingness to swallow as much as possible. They cuddled and
rested then, recovering from the intensity of their initial orgasms, the
first of many this day, if Mr. Martin had anything to say about it.
Actually, had he thought to ask Cody, he would have discovered that the boy
was harboring the very same thought.

(Story Continues)
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