Date: Sun, 4 Sep 2011 14:35:36 +0100
From: johnnysamfire@gmail.com
Subject: Everyone Fuck the Fag Teacher - Part 3

Everyone Fuck the Fag Teacher
Part 3
By LittleJohn

This story contains descriptions of pretty graphic sex between men. If this
disturbs you, or is illegal for someone of your age wherever you live, I
advise you not to read on.

This story is based off a straight version I read a few months ago.
Couldn't resist making up a gay version! Enjoy.

				     *

       Toby wasn't having the best weekend ever. It was the third week of
term, the third week in his new job, and he'd already been fucked over his
own desk by a colleague, and then blackmailed into fellating a student. And
what was worse, every time his mind flashed back to the encounters that
were tormenting him -- taking Coach Johnson's fat 8 inches up his
sex-starved ass, and then his cocksucker's throat tested to the limit by
Mikey's 11 inch teen monster -- mere seconds later he'd feel his cock
boning up rock hard, and it would refuse to go down until he'd jacked a
load out of it. He now understood the meaning of the phrase `a hard cock
has no conscience'; with any other situation that was causing him such
mental anguish, he'd probably have trouble even raising a hardon. But with
this...
       But he was determined not to go back to being the cock slut he'd
been up until a year ago. There was just too much at stake; if any of the
parents or governors got wind that he was gay, he'd be bounced out of his
new job faster than he could say `unfair'. Brownlow wasn't a particularly
tolerant town. He dreaded to think what sort of scandal would arise if it
came out that he'd actually sucked a student's cock, blackmail or no
blackmail. It was every teacher's nightmare. He wanted to get out, but he
couldn't see a way. He was trapped.
       On a normal Saturday, Toby could have been found catching up on work
that he hadn't completed during the previous week, or simply taking the
opportunity to rest his bones in preparation for the coming week. But this
Saturday, he didn't seem to be able to manage either activity. If he tried
to relax, his mind kept taking him back to those two fateful
encounters. And if he tried to work, grading papers and writing reports, he
still couldn't concentrate. All in all, it hadn't been a very restful
weekend so far, and it was only 11am on a Saturday.
       It would have been difficult for Toby to imagine anything happening
to make him feel worse.
       He'd just given up on trying to work for the fifth time, around
noon, when there was a knock on the door of his apartment. Glad to have
something to take his mind off... everything, Toby got up to answer it, at
the same time wondering who it could be. He hadn't really been in Brownlow
long enough to make any friends, not even at work. In any case, he'd been
avoiding socialising -- that held too much risk of giving in to
temptation. The mailman had already been, and he had no family or old
friends within 800 miles, not any who'd simply show up without calling
first.
       By time he got to the door he'd got to the stage of presuming that
it must be Jehovah's Witnesses or some sort of door-to-door
missionaries. But when he opened it, his stomach dropped like a stone.
       Standing on the other side of his door, grinning like a shit-eating
cat, stood Mikey Kowalski. And standing just behind him was another young
man of similar age to Mikey that Toby recognised from Brownlow High, but
whose name he couldn't immediately place.
       "Hey, Fag!" Mikey greeted Toby cheerfully, before pushing past him
into the apartment, his companion following him closely, giving Toby a
silent nod. He looked like a blonde blue-eyed version of Mikey, maybe
slightly taller and with a sturdier build. He made Toby think of a younger
Vanilla Ice.
       "What the hell do you think you're doing here, Mr. Kowalski?" Toby
snapped, trying to put as much angry authority into his voice as he could,
but also secretly terrified. He'd barely seen Mikey at all since the past
Wednesday afternoon, as he hadn't been in any of Toby's classes. To have
the cocky little punk actually in his own home left him feeling
unpleasantly exposed.
       Mikey took the effort to look mockingly surprised as he dropped
himself down onto the couch in Toby living room.
       "But I told you I'd be back for more, didn't I Fag?" He smirked. His
friend had dropped down on the couch beside Mikey, looking casually
unconcerned by the unusual interaction between Mikey and his
teacher. "Plus, Andy wanted to meet you."
       The teen called Andy met Toby's look and again gave a silent nod of
confirmation. Toby felt his sense of unease intensify.
       "Why?" He asked Mikey shortly and coldly.
       Mikey laughed.
       "Why d'you think? I was tokin' up with Andy here yesterday after
school, and I guess I let our little secret slip."
       "B...but..." Toby stammered, his heart racing in panic "But...you
said you wouldn't..."
       "I said I wouldn't tell the Principal, Fag!" Mikey laughed,
spreading his legs wide so that Toby couldn't miss the over-large bulge in
his crotch, even through his ever-baggy jeans. "But you can't expect me to
keep something as good as my own personal cocksuckin' fag to myself? What
kind of a buddy would that make me? It's like a good stash of weed; you
gotta share!"
       "He says you suck dick real good." Andy said, as though what he was
saying to the older man was perfectly normal. He had a quiet, laid-back
voice. "Is it true what he's sayin', that you really necked his entire
bone?"
       "'Course its fuckin' true, asshole!" Mikey snorted, giving Andy a
light punch on the arm as Toby spluttered in disbelief. "You think I'd lie
about that, especially to you? I wouldn't torment you like that, man!"
       That seemed like an odd comment to Toby, and it didn't make him feel
any more confident about the situation.
       "Look, Mr. Kowalski, if you don't leave now I swear I'll call the
police!"
       Mikey gave a load hoot of laughter at that, and Andy grinned beside
him, shaking his head.
       "Yeah right! You bring the cops here, I'm gonna tell them EXACTLY
what you did to me on Wednesday, how you kept me behind after class and
then made me pull my pants down, and how you forced me to stay still while
you sucked my cock and drank all my cum! Fuckin' pervert, doin' that to a
student! Not even 18 yet! What parent wants their kids in the care of a
pervert like that?!"
       Toby felt the blood drain from his face, and his anger turn into
disbelief, and then leaden resignation, as it had on Wednesday when Mikey
presented him with his choices. Again he imagined the reaction of the cops,
the Principal, the governors and parents, or of any other school he applied
to work for once he'd been fired from Brownlow, if he managed to avoid
jail.
       "I think you want to get on your knees between my man Andy's legs
and suck his cock too, Mr Gardner!" Mikey sniggered. "We both know how much
you love to big teen cocks!"
       Already Andy was unbuckling the belt holding up his shorts, looking
up at Toby expectantly as he revealed his colourful boxer-briefs, stretched
around a bulge that looked as big as the one Mikey was packing in his
jeans.
       He had no choice. Trapped. Again.
       Feeling another facet of whatever authority he had left slipping
away, Toby reluctantly got on his knees before Andy, shifting forward so
that he was within a foot of the teen's bulging underpants.
       "I think you should take it out." Andy said evenly, betraying almost
no emotion whatsoever other than casual nonchalance. "Think you're gonna
like it."
       Feeling as sick as he had the first time with Mikey, Toby reached
out a tremulous hand, trying to ignore the musky teen smell rising from the
two boys, and began to ease the waistband of Andy's boxers down his ripped
lower abs, exposing the thickening tuft of blonde pubic hair, then the
thick root of his teen cock, which seemed to be getting rapidly harder, the
dorsal veins pulsing powerfully against Toby's fingers as they brushed
it. From what Toby could feel, he had another monster teen cock on his
hands.
       "You sure he wants this, dude?" Andy was asking Mikey "He don't look
to happy, and I don't wanna rape no teacher, fag or not."
       "Just you wait, bro!" Mikey grinned, watching Toby struggle to free
Andy's expanding boner. "He plays hard to get at first, but just wait till
he gets a load of your fuckin' hot-dog, man! He couldn't get enough of
mine! Fag fuckin' loves cock!"
       Toby felt the sting of humiliation at these words, but he had no
reason to retort. The more of Andy's bone he revealed, the more a certain
part of him began to make its presence known in the back of his mind, a
part of him that was seriously getting off on the humiliation. The part of
him that didn't live in the real world. The part of him that was rapidly
causing his fear and reluctance to evaporate. Inch after inch of cock was
being bared before his eyes, and still there was more. He had exposed at
least eight pale, vascular inches so far, and still he could tell that Andy
still had a way to go before he was rock hard. Andy, mollified by Mickey's
encouragement, seemed to have no further qualms about what they were making
Toby do, and was absent-mindedly rubbing his belly as Toby struggled to
free his lengthening pole, lifting his t-shirt and exposing more of his
incredibly toned abs, perfectly smooth like marble other than the narrow
blonde treasure trail that led up to his navel.
       Finally, Toby had stretched the waistband of Andy's boxers as far as
they would go, and he was faced with the possibility of having to manually
remove the teen's huge prick from his underwear. Steeling himself, he
grabbed hold of the pulsing and still somewhat flexible shaft, trying to
ignore how much his hand enjoyed the feel of warm cock in its grasp once
more, and pulled it free.
       Andy's cock was, if possible, even bigger than Mikey's. Longer by at
least an inch, if not one and a half, it was maybe a little less thick than
his buddy's, but that merely served to emphasize its sheer length. The
blunt, perfectly bell-shaped knob-end bobbed less than an inch from Toby's
face, already slightly slimy from precum that Andy had apparently already
drooled in anticipation of his blowjob.
       "Fuck, keep forgettin' how fuckin' big that thing is, dude!" Mickey
said, staring in masculine appreciation at Andy's foot-long pole.
       "You really think he can swallow the whole thing, man?" Andy
replied, still looking down at where Toby was knelt between his legs, still
staring in astonishment at the teen hose before him, bigger than any cock
he'd ever seen, even on a grown man. "You really weren't shitting me?"
       "Took a bit of coaxin' on Wednesday, but trust me, I fired my spooge
directly into his fuckin' stomach man, my nuts restin' on his chin!" There
was no doubt that Mikey loved dishing out humiliation on his teacher as
much as Toby secretly enjoyed it, though he made no effort to keep it
subtle. Nothing seemed to thrill him more than the fact that his teacher
was a cock-hungry cumpig. The two teens had clearly stopped thinking of
Toby as a human being the moment his knees had hit the floor. He was just a
fag to them, just an object designed for sucking cock. And Toby realised
that he loved that, too. So damn degrading.
       "What's he waitin' for?" Andy went on, still observing Toby between
his legs. "You sure he's gonna do it?"
       "Maybe he's just a little scared of your fuckin' monster, dude!"
Mikey chuckled, giving Andy a macho slap on the shoulder, apparently in
congratulation. "Give him time, he'll get on it!"
       Andy was clearly getting impatient, and Toby didn't want to push his
luck with the teens. He looked at Andy's beast. Well, the slight difference
in girth might make it easier to swallow than Mikey's...
       Slowly and hesitantly, as though still trying to make it look like
he was doing this against his will, though his inner cocksucker was urging
him on relentlessly, Toby opened his mouth wide, and moved forward, sliding
Andy's purple head past his lips and into his mouth.
       "Oh fuck man, he's doin' it!" Andy sighed, closing his eyes and
leaning his head back as Toby swiped his tongue over his knob, tasting the
pungent zest of precum leaking from it. "Just remember man, you promised he
was gonna take it all the way. You said."
       "Yeah, I did. And he will." Mikey answered, this time looking Toby
directly in the eye, a slight edge to his voice. Recognising the threat,
Toby worked Andy's head a bit more, and then worked on forcing it past his
gag reflex. Either Mikey had completely destroyed it when he'd been in
Andy's position on Wednesday, or the slightly less thick shaft really did
make a difference, as Andy squeezed through the ring leading to his throat
with relative ease.
       "Oh yeah, he's goin' down on me!" Andy gasped as more of himself
sank into Toby's neck. "Shit, a girl's never swallowed this much!"
       "I told you fags were better at sucking cock, man!" Mikey said
"Seriously if you can't get a chick to do it, go find yourself a good
fag. Best of all, he won't ask for anythin' in return! `Specially not this
one!"
       Trying to ignore Mikey's remarks, but still privately wanting him to
keep speaking of him as though he were a convenient service, Toby took a
deep breath, and began to swallow Andy in earnest, inching down towards his
pubes. As inch after inch vanished past his lips, Andy kept on about how he
couldn't believe this was happening, and Mikey kept protesting that he'd
told Andy so, spitting the occasional indirect insult in Toby's direction.
       "I reckon fags don't even have stomachs like normal people! I bet
they've just got a fuckin' tube or something all the way through, with a
hungry cunt on either end for takin' real men's cocks! Fuckin' nasty! Bet
that's true, and the government just doesn't want anyone to know, or else
every guy in America would want his own fag to turn to whenever his woman
won't put out. They wanna keep them all for themselves, so that they can
have fags under their desks suckin' them off while they do politics and
shit. Fuckin' greedy politicians! Dad says they're all greedy assholes!"
       It took Toby a good ten minutes, sinking down, letting his throat
adjust, sometimes pulling back some, and then moving on again, before he
felt his nose bury itself in the teen's ripe pubes, his fat, heavy balls
resting against his chinand knew he could go no further.
       "HOLY SHIT!" Andy was laughing, his laid-back demeanour totally
gone, staring down at the point where his cock simply wasn't anymore,
replaced by his fag teacher's head. "Can't FUCKIN' believe he took all
twelve inches! Oh man, nothin's ever felt this fuckin' GOOD! Yeah, blow me
you fuckin' cocksucker! Suck it!"
       Again, as with when he'd succeeded in inhaling all of Mikey's fat 11
inches, Toby felt a rising sensation of pride as his teen master hollered
about what a good fag cocksucker he was, how he was going to fill his
stomach up with his spooge, so that the fag would be burping it up for
days. He was dimly aware of Mikey excitedly groping his own monster through
his baggy pants, getting off on the sight of the fag teacher blowing his
buddy in his own apartment.
       "Yeah, suck that cock, fag! Make love to my buddy like a good
cocksucker! Yeah, buddy, show that fag who's boss! Some fuckin' teacher! No
real man loves cock that much!"
       Toby was slowly sliding Andy's length out of his mouth, taking a
deep breath while his airways were clear, and then gulping it back down
again. The half of his brain that was Toby Gardner, teacher at Brownlow
High School, was wondering if he could sink any lower, or if his situation
could get any more desperate, now being blackmailed by two of his students,
making it twice as likely that somebody would find out, and agonising over
the fact that, if he didn't do this, somebody would DEFINITELY find
out. But the other half, Toby Gardner cock-slut extraordinaire, cocksucking
legend of Gray County Grad School, was simply relishing the sensation of a
long, tasty dick stretching his throat, and wanting to suck it faster and
harder so that he would taste the delicious, and hopefully copious teen
load that it would feed him. And it felt like the latter half of him was
getting louder by the second, and it made his predicament seem easier
somehow.
       He was so getting into working this new, unfamiliar cock, attached
to a teenager who was very loudly proclaiming to all within earshot how
good the fag was making him feel, that Toby didn't notice Mikey get up and
move out of his range of vision, until he heard the other teen's voice pipe
up from somewhere behind him.
       "Dude, you're not gonna believe the ass this little fag's got on
him! Fuck, you never see an ass like that on a chick `round here, let alone
on a guy!"
       "Man, you gotta stop checkin' his ass out or everybody's gonna think
you're a fuckin' fag too!"
       "Fuck that, dude! You know I've had more cunt than you any day, so I
ain't no fag!" Mikey protested, still behind Toby. "But THIS fag's ass is
somethin' else! Can't believe I didn't notice it before!"
       Toby suddenly felt hands on his sweatpant-clad ass, rubbing the
round globes and giving them a gentle spank every now and then.
       "Fuck, firm and fuckin' juicy!" Came Mikey's voice, and then Toby
felt his sweatpants being yanked down, exposing his butt to view.
       "Jeez, that's the hottest ass I've ever seen! Dude, you did bring
that lube with you, yeah?"
       "Yeah, sure did." Andy replied, looking incredulous but also
interested. "You sayin' you're gonna fuck his ass! Dude, that's gay!"
       "No more than you, getting your bone sucked by a guy!" Mikey
retorted, gesturing for the lube Andy had in his pocket, though Toby
couldn't see. "It's not fuckin' gay if you're the one doing the fuckin'
dude! Bet this fag gets fucked by straight guys all the time. Wanna see if
it's like fuckin' a pussy."
       Though he still looked less than convinced, Andy fished in his
pocket and as he continued to bob on his huge cock, and Toby saw him hand
Mikey a tube of lubricant, the type that he knew a lot of guys used to jack
off with.
       In a matter of moments, Toby felt Mikey's fingers stabbing past his
anal ring, causing sharp pain as his hole was forced open. He heard Mikey
mutter "no point in fuckin' ruining his ass"' as the fingers dug clumsily
deeper inside him, spreading lube haphazardly around before pulling out
again.
       Toby then heard Mikey unbuckling how own jeans, letting them fall to
the floor as he greased up his own eleven inches. Toby could hear the slick
slapping sounds as he jacked off, his cock sounding wet and slippery.
       "Fuck, I'm leakin' so bad I hardly need this shit!" he heard Mikey
laugh, and then something much thicker than a finger began pressing at
Toby's asshole.
       "Dude, aren't you even gonna use a rubber?" Andy asked, watching
with wide eyes as he watched his buddy prepare to fuck another man for the
first time.
       "Fuck no, man, this fag ain't gonna get pregnant. And if he does, it
ain't my fuckin' problem!" Mickey chortled as he began to force his huge
cock harder against Toby's resisting ring until, after some effort, he
forced his way past, his monster sliding four inches or so into Toby's
poorly prepared asshole.
       Toby had never truly felt so much pain. It hadn't even hurt this
much his first time, as far as he could remember. It felt as though he was
being stabbed, torn open by Mikey's impossible girth, which he remembered
had given his jaw enough trouble.
       "Urrrgghhh!" He bellowed in pain around Andy's cock as Mikey sank
another inch into him.
       "Shut the fuck up, fag!" Mikey snapped as he worked some more of
himself in. "Bet you're fuckin' loving this cock in your fag-cunt!"
       With that, Mikey rammed the last five inches of his wrist-thick
manhood into Toby's already over-stretched ass, making the abused teacher
scream in agony again, his teeth accidentally sinking into Andy's shaft.
       "OW!" Andy yelled, slapping Toby around the head angrily "The fucker
fuckin' bit me! Go a bit easier on him next time, `specially if he's got my
cock in his mouth. That shit hurt!"
       "Sorry dude! Oh MAN, this feels amazing!" Mikey gasped as Toby's
chute spasmed around his meat, trying to adjust to the jawbreaking
width. "Fuck, never thought anythin' could feel better than pussy!"
       "You're saying that this fag's ass is BETTER than pussy?" Andy
laughed in disbelief "Bullshit, man!"
       "I'm serious, dude! It's like his ass is suckin' my dick!" Mikey
groaned as he ground his hips against Toby's butt, making Toby
whimper. "Never felt nothin' like it!"
       Mikey began to pull his cock back, making Toby feel as though he was
turning inside out like a glove, his eyes watering, only to slide it back
in to the hilt with brutal speed, groaning again as he bottomed out. "Holy
shit! If I'd known about this I'd have been fuckin' fags YEARS ago!"
       "You're serious? It really feels better than pussy?" Andy said,
beginning to buck his hips to make up for the fact that Toby's head had
stopped bobbing up and down on him.
       "I mean it man! Truthfully!" Mikey moaned as he began to set a slow
fuck-pace, pulling half out then sinking it all back in, then out again and
in, out and in, out and in. "It's like he's stretching himself around me!
No pussy's done that that I've ever fucked! Complains a hell of a lot less
as well!"
       As the two teens laughed and high-fived each other, Toby was feeling
the pain of the biggest dick he'd ever taken slowly die away, to be
gradually replaced by the pleasant if slightly uncomfortable feeling of his
ass being way too full, along with sudden jolts of pleasure as a ridge or
bump on Mikey's cock ran over his prostate.
       So it went on like that for several minutes; Mikey in one end of the
fag teacher, Andy in the other, spitroasting him like he'd never been
spitroasted before. Andy had now raised his tight little butt off the couch
so that he could more easily fuck Toby's face as Mikey pounded him from
behind. Mikey's massive meat was starting to feel damn good inside Toby,
and he was instinctively pushing his ass out so that the teen to get easier
access to his hole.
       "Hell yeah, this teacher's such a fuckin' FAG SLUT!" Mikey hollered,
and Toby knew that other people in the building would probably hear, but he
had other things to worry about, like doing a good job of sucking the cock
in his mouth, and making sure his ass was treating the cock inside it as
well as it could, relaxing welcomingly on the instroke, clamping down on
the outstroke, making Mikey gasp and curse even louder.
       "Fuck, I've gotta introduce this fag to my dad! Used to double-team
chicks with dad before I got too big. Jeez, if this fag thinks I've got a
big dick, wait till he gets my dad's fourteen inch fuckin' beast up this
fag-pussy!"
       It didn't take the two boys much longer before they were crossing
the point of no return.
       "Oh fuck, gonna cream this fag-pussy up big time!" Mikey gasped, his
strokes becoming erratic as he neared orgasm. "Fuck, he's gonna be sliming
his underwear up with this fuckin' load for days! Leakin' out of his
fuckin' asshole! It'll make fuckin' him at school easier! He'll be lubed up
for days!"
       "Oh man, keep talkin' like that dude!" Andy groaned as he hammered
Toby's head up on down on his foot-long sausage "Getting' me close! I'm
gonna have to have a go on that pussy when you've juiced it up for me, man!
Got at least three loads in me today!"
       A minute of two later, and Toby was being filled up with pints of
hot, slimy teen spunk at both ends.
       "OH FUCK, I'M FUCKIN' CUMMING!" Mikey howled as he shot his copious
load inside Toby's guts "FUCKIN' KNOCKING UP THIS FUCKIN' FAG!"
       "OH FUCK I'M CUMMIN' TOO!" Andy yelled as his 12 inch hose began to
gush directly into Toby's stomach.
       Toby wasn't surprised when both boys pulled out of him and began to
hose him down after about four shots, Mikey all over his round peachy ass,
Andy coating his face with his thick cream, the spunk pouring from his piss
slit like a volcano.
       Another minute and it was over, and Toby, his couch and the carpet
beneath him were covered in teen spunk.
       "Fuck, he looks like such a fuckin' slut covered in my juice!" Andy
said, surveying his handywork from his reclining position on the couch
where he'd collapsed after dribbling the last of his load into Toby's hair.
       "That's what I said first time!" Mikey panted, sitting on the floor,
wiping his rubbery semi on the recently shampooed carpet. "You still wanna
pop at this pussy, dude?"
       "Fuck yeah, man, just gimme a few seconds to get hard again and I'll
be right there."
       Andy wasn't even twenty seconds in getting his cock hot and hard
again, like a typical horny teenager faced with the possibility of free
pussy. He pushed Toby forward against the cushions of the couch as he
kicked off his shorts and underwear, lined his monster up at Toby's
bubbling asshole, and slid home in one loud, slimy splat, not even waiting
before beginning to pound the fag teacher below him, one foot up on the
couch to aid in leverage.
       "Oh FUCK man, you weren't fuckin' kidding!" Andy groaned as he began
to ram Toby like a true stud, the sound of his cock churning up Mikey's
load in Toby's ass filling the apartment along with the smell of
insatiable, unstoppable teen boys fucking ass. "Fuck, I'm gonna want a shot
at this ass three times a day!"
       "Dude get in line!" Mikey answered, also fully hard again as he
scooted round to Toby's head where it lay on the cushions, moaning and
yelping as Andy pushed Mikey into second place in the league of biggest
cocks to have ever fucked him, and began teasing his mouth his the dripping
head, still covered in spunk and juice from Toby's ruined ass. Toby opened
up and began sucking him immediately, now operating almost on autopilot,
his senses overloaded by the thrill of getting properly fucked again after
so long, like the fag slut he truly was. He was beginning to think that
maybe he was fooling himself, trying to be all grown up and mature and
professional, pretending he was a proper teacher in a real job. Maybe this
was where he belonged, and nothing would ever change that. Maybe he was
simply born to take cock, and trying to think otherwise was simply
nonsense...
       Two hours later, Andy and Mikey finally left the apartment, slapping
Toby on the ass in gratitude and saying they'd definitely want some more of
his amazing fag pussy, making it more than clear that they would take what
they wanted from Toby, whenever they wanted. And Toby found that he had to
agree with them.
       Toby was left lying face down along the length of the couch, head
over the arm, ass still hiked up with a cushion under his hips, his spent
cock rubbing tenderly against the couch fabric. He was in a complete
daze. The two teens had dropped no less than three extra loads each inside
him, totalling eight loads altogether, three in his gullet, five in his
pussy. It was like the two boys were trying to outdo each other, and their
balls didn't seemed drained in the slightest with each load, as every load
was just as heavy as the last. Toby's prone body was surrounded by beer
bottles and food cartons, unable and unwilling to stop the two teens going
through his kitchen and taking whatever they wanted as one fucked as the
other foraged. Either way, it would have been laughable to protest, given
his situation, or to say that they were too young to drink alcohol, given
that he'd been well and truly screwed by both of them.
       As Toby lay there, slowly regaining full consciousness, he surveyed
the scene, a few small burps arising from his full stomach, filling his
mouth with the pungent taste of fresh, teen cum. The couch and carpet were
soaked through with drying spunk, as was he. The remnants of what looked
like half the contents of his fridge were scattered around, and the TV was
still on, tuned to WWE wrestling. He simply couldn't muster up the energy
to do anything about it. His fuck-state epiphany was still echoing around
his mind; maybe he was...just a fag slut at heart. Either way, his
conscience was now weighed down by the fact that had submitted sexually to
another of his students. Fag slut or not, his predicament had undoubtedly
become more complex. Part of him was dreading the next inevitable encounter
with the two horse-hung teens, but the other part of him could hardly
wait...

End of Part 3

Thanks for all the emails telling me how much you loved hearing Toby's
story! Sorry I wasn't able to answer all of them as would have wanted, and
sorry it took so long to get this chapter out! I'll try and do better next
time. Thanks for reading.