Date: Thu, 24 Sep 1998 09:38:31 EDT
From: JAlize200@aol.com
Subject: Teacher's Son

Mr. Collions
By Darnell

Never fails, I get attacted to a friend and can't help myself.  This is a
story that just happened a few days ago.  I'm in college now, at Howard
University, I major in Performing Arts, and I thought I calmed down my sexual
needs in high school. I mean I got a lot of sex in high school. Here I am at a
place of higher learning and the first fine guy I see I go crazy for him. Well
I'm not making much sense right now so let's start from the beginning.  It was
the second week for me and I'm on my way to my U.S. History class listening to
Usher(ha ha) I have on my walkman and my tape recorder for taking notes.
Everything was going good. I was walking to my class and BAM!!!  This guy
bumps into me. I took off my ear phones about to cuss him out. When I turn
around I see this fine guy that just made me shut up. He says excuse me and
then asks me if I knew where Mr. Collions class was. Well that being my
Teacher we walked to the class together. On the way there I was doing my
thing, checking him out. Nice frame, a round ass, and  a slight bulge in his
front.  I got excited, being that I haven't got any type of sex for the past
month. Lately it's just been me and my Right Hand.  Anyway on the way to the
class he told me his name was Steve, he had transferred here from UMASS. I
have a cousin who always complain about UMASS so he was lucky he was here.
When we got to the class, Mr. Collions stopped the class to look back at me.
When he saw who I had with me I saw him smile.  I sat down and Steve walked
down the stairs to Mr. Collions.  They talked quietly for a minute and then
the both turned around and faced the class.
"Class I want you to meet my son Steve."
My heart jumped into my throat when he said that. His son, I had no idea they
looked so different. Mr. Collions was Latino, and Steve looked white. Since I
helped Steve find the class Mr. Collions thought that it would be a good idea
that I help Steve find his other classes. I took the job of course.  Later me
and Steve had lunch we talked for a while and I had to ask him about his race
and stuff, it was just sitting there on the front of my mind. He told me that
his father was Latino, and his mother was white. I could tell he got most of
this looks from his mother. He had Mr. Collions laugh though. He got red when
he was embarrased and, if you like play punched him or something in his arm it
would show up in a red mark on his body for a while.  I started calling him
this little nick name I made for him "White Boy."  It was just something
funny, he didn't mind at all but people around us always critized it because
they thought I was being racist or something. I wasn't though I was just
messing around. As long as he didn't mind I didn't care what the others
thought. Me and Steve got close in a two day period and the turning point in
our relationship was when we were at the Gym and we were doing situps. I could
see a nice little hard on in his sweat shorts. He saw me looking and joked at
me a little saying take a picture it will last longer. Even though he was
joking I felt bad for gettng caught looking.  Then when we hit the showers we
were right beside each other. I looked out the corner of my eye trying to
check him out. This wasn't getting the job done so I looked at him and started
making  small talk. Asking him where he was from and other things, that I
already knew. I was staring at him talking letting my eyes go down his body
until I saw his prize. Soft he was 5 inches. Which lead me to believe that he
was as big as me.  He caught me looking again and said that mine was nice too,
when I looked down at my dick I was as hard as a rock and I didn't even pay
attention to it.  What surprised me was that he asked to touch it, I said yes
and he moved a little checking to see if anybody was around. He felt the head
of it and grabbed the whole thing. He told me how big I was and how he always
wanted to try things out with a guy. We went back to my dorm so fast. Thank
God my roomate was gone. We took our clothes off and got down to it. I took it
easy a little when I started fucking him. He called my name as we were fucking
and that turned me on. He was the second person in my life to call my name
during sex, the other person was Lance but that's something different.  I had
the door locked so my roommate couldn't get in even if he wanted too.  We were
going at it for about an hour and then I came in the condom I had put on. He
thanked me for a great time and asked me to come over to his house later
tonight. How could I refuse that?  Later that night about 7:30 I went into his
house and he only had a robe on. He took me upstairs and showed me some
clothes he bought that day. They looked good, he said he liked my style so he
wanted to copy it a little. I didn't really think nothing of it.  We started
kissing grabbing each other and he said he wanted to fuck me. I told him what
to do and he put on his condom and lubed me up real good. He opened me up with
three fingers and I was ready for anything at that moment. He was doing real
good for his first time having sex with a man. It didn't take no time for him
to cum.   I was still rock hard and I needed to get off. He got on his knees
and I told him how not to let his teeth get in the way. He started real good.
Sucking on my head, being a beginner he only took about 5 inches in. It was
still feeling good. I grabbed the back of his head and started pumping slowly.
Next thing I know Mr. Collions walked in the room, I didn't see him at first
cause I had my eyes closed. When I opened them I saw him looking at us and
pulled my dick out of Steve's mouth. Steve turned around and saw his father.
His father had an angry look on his face and slammed the door. Steve looked at
me and told me that his father would probably be getting the gun so I should
leave. Once I heard the word Gun I ran out of that house in my boxers and
shoes. I didn't care about the rest of my clothes. Ever since then I haven't
seen Steve around, and I haven't been in Mr. Collions class since. I'll
probably go next week. Maybe by that time some things would have died down a
little. But like I said I'm a sexual beast, I should've known better then to
get involved with a teachers son, cause this could effect my grade.  I'll keep
you posted.

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