Date: Fri, 22 Oct 2010 14:25:25 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Teacher's Lament (6)

Teacher's Lament
By
Storyguy22
(6)

  As Mr. Martin returned to his bedroom from the master bath he was pulled
up short by the stunning sight of a very naked Cody lying face down on the
bed. He surveyed the sheer beauty of the boy, and briefly debated whether
he looked better on the front side with his silky smooth body and delicious
little cock and balls, or this way, with that absolutely perfect little ass
jutted out from his smooth back and flawless thighs. Damn tough call,
Mr. Martin decided, and he continued crossing to the bed.

   Cody stirred as he heard his teacher approach, and he made to roll over
when Mr. Martin reached down and placed his palm on his back just above
that sweet butt, and said,

   "No Cody, don't turn over just yet...your backside view is just as
beautiful as the front, and I really want to enjoy this side of you as much
as I enjoy your sexy cock and balls."

   Cody felt a sudden jolt run through him as the man spoke, and he relaxed
his slim body as he dropped his face back on the pillow. He unconsciously
splayed his shapely legs wider as he anticipated another exciting session
of Mr. Martin exploring his little hole, and whatever other amazing stuff
the well experienced man might introduce him to. Mr. Martin stifled a groan
as the boy spread his legs in a way that allowed his plump and hairless
scrotum to become visible between his thighs. Sitting down on the bed,
Mr. Martin moved his hand over Cody's warm back, his fingers sensing each
muscle group in turn from shoulder to waist line. The boy inhaled deeply
and then released the breath as his body reacted to the man's gentle
touch. Mr. Martin very lightly trailed his fingertips over the delicious
little globes of the boy's ass, and then moved on to run his fingers down
one coltish leg, and back up the other. Reaching the apex of Cody's thighs
he slid a hand down to gently tease at the pink pouch of young balls, and
Cody groaned in pleasure, his hips rising slightly to allow the man to
extend his reach until his wide hand held the entirety of his young
package, both small balls and once again rigid young cock.

   "Drag one of those pillows over, Cody, and push it under your tummy so
you don't need to hold yourself up that way...I'd like to think this is
going to last a while...you are far too beautiful back here to resist."

   Cody quickly complied as he reached for a pillow and jammed it under his
middle. The maneuver allowed him to rest his body weight onto the pillow
while leaving his sweet little ass somewhat elevated with sufficient space
under his center to allow Mr. Martin's hand to fondle his pulsing boner and
his balls. Mr. Martin gulped as he studied the boy's exposed ass, and as he
continued groping his lovely boyhood he used his free hand to begin
massaging the firm mounds. Cody shuddered as the multiple sensations of
pleasure washed over him, and he let out an audible gasp when the teacher
dipped a finger into his snug crease, searching out the pink little
pucker. His fingertip sensing the ridge of tiny muscle that ringed the
boy's hole, Mr. Martin worked his finger in circles around the small oval
several times, and then added a slight pressure against the tight
resistance of his sphincter.  He teased at the highly sensitive opening for
several moments and the wetness flowing into his other hand from Cody's
oozing boy-cock told him the action was having the desired effect on the
boy.

   He tugged at the boy's erection and managed to work it down so that the
cute little knob of it was exposed under his ball sack, and Mr. Martin
positioned himself in a way to capture the small smooth plum in his lips,
and he licked and sucked at it as he continued to finger his tight little
hole. Cody was making mewing noises now as his excitement escalated, and
the soft mew turned into a low groan when the man moved again, and parted
the mounds of his small butt. Dropping his head, Mr. Martin extended his
tongue and lapped eagerly at the little pucker as Cody squirmed under the
onslaught, and when Mr. Martin had thoroughly wetted the orifice with his
saliva, he sat back up, savoring the amazing freshness that lingered on his
tongue, and he resumed using his finger then to stimulate the sensitive
spot. The wetness allowed the man to carefully insert his finger into the
boy's snug rectum, and he eased it in and out several times, affecting a
steady finger fucking of the boy. He located the small bump of Cody's
prostate, and he probed that as well as Cody thrashed on the bed, his
breathing now ragged. Mr. Martin could feel the strong anal muscles begin
to stretch, and relax slightly as the boy adjusted to the penetration, and
without breaking his rhythm, he extended his other arm to the nightstand
where he extracted the lube and small vibrator he had stashed there.

   Snapping open the lube bottle, he applied a liberal dollop of the slick
stuff to the boy's pretty hole, and his probing finger quickly picked up a
lot of the stuff which greatly aided his effort in fingering his snug
little asshole. Adding a second glob of the lube, Mr. Martin gently added a
second finger to his activity and the first few insertions and withdrawals
drew some grunts from Cody, but there were absolutely no pleas to stop, or
take them out. Good boy, thought Mr. Martin, his own cock rigidly erect and
drooling over his balls. After another half dozen or so of strokes ensued,
and Cody's grunts changed over to soft groans and sounds of pleasure, and
Mr. Martin was certain that the anal muscles were well relaxed at this
point, so eased his fingers back, and quickly reached for the smaller of
the two vibrators at his disposal. Upon the removal of his fingers Cody had
gasped loudly, and in a voice muffled by the pillow under his face he
muttered what Mr. Martin was sure was something about "no...don't stop!" He
smiled, pleased that the boy was apparently really into this ass play, and
he told him,

   "I know, Baby, I know...its good...and just relax, I'll make it even
better in just a second."

   Cody grunted, his little asshole actually winking now in anticipation of
being newly penetrated and stretched once more. Not to disappoint the sexy
boy, Mr. Martin quickly coated the vibrator with a generous dose of the
lube, and then placed the pointed tip at the boy's opening. He eased it
inside, the entire five inches of the narrow tube seemingly gobbled up by
the narrow rectum, and as it slid steadily in, Cody let out a loud sigh of
relief, and pleasure. Lifting his head up slightly, Cody turned it to the
side and hissed,

   "Oh gosh, Mr. Martin...wow...that feels awesome...sorta cold,
but...amazing!"

   Mr. Martin chuckled, and slid the vibe in and out several times as he
told the boy,

   "I'm glad you like it, Baby...and it looks so hot sliding in and out of
this sweet hole of yours...but now it gets really special...are you ready
for another step up?"

   Cody panted loudly, his head trying to nod against the pillow as he
grunted,

   "YES...oh man, yes!"

   Mr. Martin grinned again, and then he flipped the switch that turned on
the vibrator motor, bringing the smooth tube of shiny metal to life with a
low humming sound. Cody yelped loudly, his lithe body stiffening
momentarily as a number of brand new sensations flooded over his trembling
body, and he yelped again when the buzzing instrument passed across his
small glad.

   "Jeez...my gosh...what...?...Jesus, that feels amazing!" he chirped
excitedly as his teacher steadily plunged the sleek tube in and out of his
gripping sheath.

   "Nice, huh...?... I thought you might like this...now Baby, let me just
add this to the mix..." Mr. Martin said throatily as he reached between the
boy's splayed legs to grasp his rigid cocklett. He began stroking the boy's
dripping boyhood as he probed his ass with the vibe, and in no time he
settled into a rhythm that ensured Cody's inner sweet spot was touched with
each pass of the vibrator.

   Cody was beside himself now, his trembling body awash in sensations and
pleasure, and he carried on with a steady cadence of groans and gasps as
his teacher took his young body to unbelievable heights he had never
imagined. His young balls were on the boil, the need and desire to once
again expend his creamy nectar was nearly unbearable now, and without
pausing to consider his words, he barked loudly, his boyish voice cracking
with lust and excitement,

   "Mr. Martin...God...please...MAKE ME CUM...PLEASE!!"

   What Mr. Martin actually was dying to do was yank the vibe from this
lovely young asshole and replace it with all seven inches of his thick
man-cock, but he was unable to deny the boy what was destined to be the
orgasm of his young life by suddenly replacing what must be intense
pleasure with the searing pain that was certain to result should he plunge
his rampant cock into the boy. Instead, he quelled his urges for the moment
and ramped up his attack on the small prostate as he worked his fist over
the drooling boy-cock until Cody rattled the bedroom windows with a loud
shriek as his warm nectar suddenly filled Mr. Martin's hand as he bellowed,

   "AGGgggg...cumming... SO HARD...oh, FUCK...!"

  Mr. Martin continued plunging the humming vibrator in and out as Cody
shuddered and shouted through his intense orgasm, easing it out only after
the boy had collapsed in a trembling and panting heap of spent young boy
onto the mattress. Slowly, he withdrew the instrument as Cody's well
stretched and relaxed ass muscles worked to expel it, and when it was
removed, Mr. Martin groaned loudly himself as his gaze settled on the
slightly gaping opening as the inner muscles continued to flex in an ebb
and flow that opened and closed the small pink oval. The man moved quickly
then, his head dipping and his tongue moving into the stretched open
sweetness of the no longer virginal boy hole. He ignored the slightly dank
flavor of lube as he tongued the sweet hole, Cody's incredibly fresh taste
and scents making him light headed. Finally, the boy wiggled under the man,
and his hand came down to tug at Mr. Martin's head as he panted
breathlessly,

   "Please, Mr. Martin...I need to stop...it's too much right now!"

   Mr. Martin forced himself to comply with the boy's pleas, knowing that
what he had just experienced had to be nearly overwhelming to the boy. He
pulled away and quickly stood up beside the bed, his throbbing erection
waving obscenely off his groin, and he was suddenly overwhelmed with a need
for his own relief from the ache deep in his balls. Gripping his cock in
his fist, he planted his knees against the side of the bed and began
furiously masturbating, using the copious flow of his precum as a
lube. Cody rolled over, his face flushed and sweating, and when his eyes
settled on his teacher fisting his thick cock he quickly edged over to that
side of the bed just as Mr. Martin let out a low growling noise as his cock
suddenly spewed forth with long and heavy ropes of cum which hit Cody
squarely in his cute and boyish face, painting the boy with four or five
thick streamers.

   As the orgasm wound down Mr. Martin gulped air and blinked several
times, his eyes finally focusing on Cody's well slimed face and hair, and
he grinned ear to ear at the beautiful sight of the boy wearing his
semen. He chuckled, and ran his index finger through a streak of thick cum
that dribbled along Cody's soft cheek. After coating the finger, he moved
it to Cody's lush mouth and offered it up, and Cody giggled, and then
opened that pretty mouth, and closed it over his teachers cum soaked
finger. He sucked it eagerly, the tart flavor of the slippery fluid like
sweet honey on his tongue.

   An exhausted Mr. Martin dropped onto the bed and pulled Cody close, and
he kissed that sweet mouth before moving to lick up more of his own cum
before kissing the boy some more. Cody kissed him right back, giggling
sweetly at the nastiness of the act as he thought to himself that the value
of these lessons his teacher was giving him far surpassed anything offered
back in the classroom!

   Looking warmly into his teacher's eye's he quietly inquired,

   "So, Mr. Martin, do I get an A in this class?'

  Mr. Martin laughed, and replied,

   "Almost, Sweet-boy, almost...definitely a strong B-plus so far...but the
part that gets you to an A-plus is still to come."

   Cody giggled sweetly, snuggling into his teacher's thick body as he
mumbled,

   "Oh goody...I really want that A-plus, for sure!"

(Story Continues)
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