Date: Thu, 8 Feb 2007 11:34:12 EST
From: Jarrod749@aol.com
Subject: Teachin' the Teech.  Chapter 5.

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jarrod749@yahoo.com. I would love to hear if you like my story.  Teachin' the Teech.
Chapter 5.

>From last time, at his meet with Jason:
Jason was squeezing and pulling his cock up away from his body in his pants.
Dan looked and his eyes must have bugged out....the fucker WAS huge...at least
it surely looked fat....and long....in all its wrapping of pants and
underwear!

"Coach....I mean...." Jason started, and Dan stopped him

"You keep mixing me up with Coach...has he been....helping....with your .....
concerns about this, Jason?" Dan queried.

"Ahm getting...I gotta go Coa....Mr. Summers...." and Jason was seeming to
want to escape.

Dan just nodded, and turned back to the desk, and then here was Jason....back
at the side of the desk.

"What is it Jason?" Dan pushed back away from his desk and folded his hands
in his lap.

"Kin you...um..whut I mean is...kin I see you like somewheres not this yuh
know...open...so public?" Jason asked.

"Well, we're sort of limited to classrooms here, Jason...does it have to be
that private."

"Yes uhm...it does...really does....I can meet you here when you have a free
period and we can find a place...maybe up the third floor...pleeeeeze???" the
young stud begged him.

"Okay...third period, come in here and we'll find somewhere you can relax,"
Dan agreed.

Jason grabbed the teacher's hand and thanked him and thanked him again, and
then hustled out the door.  Dan noted it was the fastest he'd seen Jason move
yet.

Dan mused to himself for a moment about Jason's mixing up Coach with him
while he was talking. Could be normal that a jockboy's whole life seems to revolve
around his coach, but well...maybe he'd find out at third period.

FIRST period was the disaster in waiting for now....his first face-to-face
with Ian and David since yesterday and last night....

And now his 'orders' from Davey:
It was only his second day and the kids actually acknowledged he was class
leader, and seemed to respect him enough to shut up when he entered. Of course,
chills went up Dan's spine 'cause he thought they were really looking at him
in shock after seeing those pictures.

But there were no smirks....just those two painted smiles still on Ian's and
Davey's faces.

He said, "Okay let's pick it up where we were yesterday, approaching the end
of World War II. What page was that? ...... anybody!" Dan requested response.

One of the girls called out, "....183."

"Thank you. Good...let's all turn to that page, and let's see, uhhhhm, Jason,
gimme a rundown on what you got from what you read last night," directed
Danny, true to his word that he'd put more and more pressure on Jason to motivate
him.

By that time, Dan had seated himself behind his desk again and found that two
other pieces of notebook paper had come out of his book with the pictures,
earlier.

Jason was stammering, having failed to grasp anything he read....  Dan looked
at him and said, "You know you're letting yourself down son. Now pay
attention as we go through this so at least you grasp the basics from the lesson
today. You ALL have to get this...it's important," he said to the whole class,
pointing and moving his finger across the room.

He called on a girl to answer, and as she started to recite her understanding
of the chapter, Dan opened the first of the folded up papers he found. In big
red magic marker letters, it read,

 "My grade for this class will be 'B' whether I come to class anymore or not.
     D."

Shivers went all through Dan....and he looked at Davey right there in the
front row....smiling, and doodling with his pencil on the desk top....drawing all
sizes and shapes of the letter 'B'. Davey knew the grade order note was the
first one Dan read because the marker bled through the paper, and Dave could
see it.

In much worse shape now....Dan trembled as he opened the second note, which
was written in pencil:

   Studman's Adult Book Store, # 131 2d Avenue

Go at lunch time and fill this order, and bring to my house right after
school TODAY!!!

     Shopping List:
           Butt Plug, Medium
           Leather Arm Band
           Leather Collar with keylock
           Leather leash
           Wrist and Ankle Cuffs, one pair each with locks
           5 yards of rope
           Large, thick dildo
           Cock Ring
           Dozen rubbers


Teachin' the Teech.  Chapter 5.

Dan was shaking like a leaf. It WAS all real.....and it WAS NOT going to
end....at least not anytime soon as he saw it. Geez...these dudes had two more
years plus to go....he'd be on his knees for years!!! He was hoping to go to
another school after he graduated and got his teaching certificate...but could he?
Would they make him stay here in Sudbury? 'This just CAN'T be real!' he
thought to himself as the cold sweat clammed his entite body. Even the bottoms of
his feet were itchy from the clammy fear.

Danny looked up as the girl finished her recitation, and said, "Th-Th-ank
y-y-you, very good. Now l-let's hear from someone else....hands?"

Dillon had his hand up, and Dan called on him to read through the next page
and give a review of the content when he finished.

Dan caught both Ian's and Dave's grins out of the corner of his eye, but just
looked down at the blurring page....blurred from tears welling in his eyes.
All he could think to himself was 'Ruin! Ruined!
Career...life...everything...gone...for nothing!' He was fingering the 'sex toys' order...and on the desk,
the part of the picture showing his cum caked face was
looking back at him.

His tongue lazed across and between his lips....his hand dropped to the hard
in his pants.
Unconsciously Dan Summers was being consumed by his own lust....the lust
unearthered by these neophyte teeners. It would be his ruination!

Class went by in a 'through the motions' manner as Dan was clearly out of it
for most of the time, but the class carried the day and actually passed along
some learns that morning to each other. Dan gave the assignment when the bell
rang and teen mob shuffled out with his nemises bringing up the
rear....Ian...David....Mike and Jason. A chill went through him when Dave called ahead to
Dillon for him to 'Wait up!' He wanted to 'tell him something'....the actual
words sent shivers up Dan's spine, "Yur gonna wanna be in on'iss dude," Davey
called out, and turned back to Dan who was still quaking by his desk....and Davey
smirked that shit-eating grin of his. The fucker was lining up another dude
to join in on Dan's take-down....he was sure of it!

Mike stopped at the desk and said he needed a meet again with Dan, who
stammered agreement and said he would let him know when to meet.

Jason held up 3 fingers....which could have meant 3d period...or 3d floor,
but Dan nodded knowingly.

Ian looked at Dan, and laughed.

Davey, still smirking, gave him a sassy butt rut as he went through the door.

Dan was a shivering mass of sweat.

The uppercassmen were moving in for next class, oblivious to the games being
played by the early class.

Actually, what would shock Dan, or anyone, was that none of the dudes had
confided their gaming of Dan as yet. Even though Ian tried to relay the info the
night of Dan's tutelage of Dave, he never did get back to him....and as they
say, the moment passed.

Dave, though he was instigating, hadn't organized the troops yet...if he was
going to at all. Since the others had all taken an action of sorts with Dan on
their own, there really wasn't yet a need for a 'leader' per se, they were
all seeming to be getting where they wanted with Dan albeit much slower than
Dave. And with Jase, there really wasn't anything to be made out of what he
wanted from Dan in the first place....especially with him mixing Dan up with the
football coach all the time.

But that all changed.....outside the classroom....when Dave pulled Dillon
back for a meet, he grabbed Ian into the confab, too.

The second period let out and Dan was sort of anxious to meet with Jason for
their 3d floor escapade if for nothing else but to find out what was up with
the kid.

Right as rain, as the last kid filed out, Dan could see Jason's head bobbing
beyond the crowd looking back into the classroom for Dan. He was clearly
'ants-in-his-pants' anxious to get going.

Dan waved, organized his texts on his desk for the next class and then went
toward the door where Jason was champin' to get a move on.

"Thank you thank you, Mister Summers. This means so much to me...I just gotta
talk to somebuddy," Jason blurbled out, as he sort of pushed his shoulder
against and behind Dan's to lead the way sort of without grabbing his arm.

Jason pointed to the nearest stairwell and as the hall went silent with
classes beginning all over school, Jason and Dan slipped into the echoing sanctum
of the stairwell for the trek to the 3d floor.

The door opened out into a sunlit storage area...big and airy, and unusally
clean for a an obvious attic type place or at best a workman's area.

Jase now gripped Dan at the upper arm and guided him toward a door on the far
wall.  The word 'ROOF' was plain to see.

They slipped in, and Jason closed the door behind them.....and just stood
there with a dumb look on his face, like the cat that caught the birdie.

Dan looked at Jason, looked up and around the smallish space in front of the
stairs to the roof, and shrugged at Jason, "So what do we have here, Jason?"

"Th-This is my place....umm...where I go yuh know? When I can't find sense
about...things. 'At's why I wanted to come here. It's like...it's MY
place....and I can say and do the things I wanna, without fears an' all," the handsome
young dude said.

Before Dan could respond, Jason smothered the student teacher in a 6' 3" bear
hug, "Oh Mistuh Summ....ohh....please let me. I'm so worr.....please let
me....godddd...I needa..." the boy's voice trailed off as he slumped down the
front of Dan's body.

Dan stared down, a nervous wreck and he watched the top of that jockboi's
crewcut head sink down the front of his clothes and was he? Nooooo...he
WAS...Jason was licking Dan's clothes as he sank to his knees with his all-sports arms
wrapped tightly around the back of Dan's legs.

You just don't scream for help in the stairwell to the roof with a student on
his knees licking at you!!!! Dan was quaking in his loafers. He swore his
shoes were were filling to overflow with his sweat.

The young stud was nuzzling at Dan's fly! At his cock! At his hardening
cock!!!

"Pleeeze coach....please lemme .... I'll be good...you'll be so happy....I
needa...ohgod let me do it!" Jason blurted out between teeth that were biting at
Dan's zipper trying to get a mouthful of the hidden man-prize behind
it....and he did!!!!!

He got the hard of Dan's prick fully in his teeth through the pants and
boxers. Jason had him some mouthful. Dan was no slouch in the prick department and
with his clothes still wrapping the man stalk, Jase had him quite a mouthful!

Danny broke for the door!

Jason was afraid he might and had never released the arm wrapping hold around
Dan's lower legs and held him fast!

He cried out, "Ohhhh please...pleeeeeze don't leave me....don't leave me
needin' you so badly, and all alone...."

Dan had tears welling in his eyes too. Tears of fear for what he was
embroiled in with ALL these kids....and the unconscious desire to give this young
gladiator what he wanted so badly....and Danny was sure now that what the kid
needed was.....DAN! Lock! Stock! and COCK!

He knew damn well how emotionally and sexually charged all these young dudes
were...he was himself! His advantage was that with his experience, limited
that it was, coupled with his education he knew what was making things happen.
Boys just go with it...what they feel. They don't have to figure it out...just,
yuh know...gotta have it!

With his vice like one armed grip around Dan's lower legs, that he really
didn't need any more, Jase held on, pleading constantly, crying, "Stay with
me...coa...teech...Mist...stay wiff me...pleeeeze??!"

The kid worked Dan's pants open and swoomped his whole face into the funk of
manboy scent in Dan's boxers. He licked, chewed.....bit at the hard piece Dan
had in there. He wheezed a huge high pitched sigh, maybe of relief....that he
had finally achieved his goal....that secret goal of all gay boys. HE NEEDED
DICK! TO EAT! TO LICK! TO SUCK! AND HERE IT WAS!!!! At last! At last! Cock to
have his way with, to love to taste to enjoy like he was borned to!

He had Danny on a very tight wire. Dan's dickhead was tingling....he was rock
hard and much larger than the 7 inches and 6 inches around that Dan had last
measured himself off at.
The internal throb and thrill through his body told it all....as Jason
successfully pulled the
beating symbol of manjoy everywhere from the confines of Danny's spit and
prefuck drooze-logged boxers, bent it to his wide open lips and eased his
teenjock mouth over it, swallowing it's entire joy inside him for the first time....

"Uh! Uh! Ohh! Ahhh! Ughhhh! Uggcchhh! Nnnnnghhhh! Take it....Take it boy..oh
god...do it...suck it takeit eat me Oh
Jason....Ohgod!Ohgodddd!Ohhhhhsooooogoooood!" he gasped as he pumped rope after creamy rope through the kid's
swarming lips!

Dan's two hands were cupped behind Jason's head and pulling him into his
pubes on every fuck thrust and wadthrob! Jason's tongue seemed to be everywhere on
Dan's cock! The boy was a vacuum!

Dan was now hysterical from the tender aftershoot sensivtivity of his
peterhead and Jason would give no quarter. Dan buckled from the incessant swirling
tongue into his tender underhead triangle of nerve endings that send him to the
upper stratosphere every time he blows off.

He shook and jolted. It was rough as well on Jase' face as he was plastered
right into the teacher's groin and was wrecklessly rocked and jerked every time
the young teacher shook.

The spit, sweat and cum-seal pasting Jason to his prize broke slowly and
sounded like a small velco strip being separated.

Jason's face was to behold. A smile that Dan had never seen before covered
its entirety, and, the smudge of cum curd on his lips was being licked off
diligently....and Jason said, 'Thank you', but there was no sound, and he was
quickly engulfing Dan's peter once more.
It sure looked like this was easily going to be a two-bagger for Jase and Dan.

The boy sure had no chance with Dan blowing his nut at first touch the first
time.

This young dude who'd never sucked dick, was masterful. He licked, chewed and
sucked off Dan's cock, like nothing you could imagine...and Dan who never had
any play like this, didn't know anything, but knew it was the best time of
his entire life as that jockboi seemed be sucking each centimeter of that
healthy cock like it was its own little dick. It was truly a masterpiece of
cocksucking. Even if Jason never got another chance, this would surely sustain him for
a long time to come.........yehhhhh...right!

The teener was crazed, and in a cock-eating frenzy as he suddenly seemed to
want more....

He guided Dan down onto a step, and Jason turned over on his back as he
shucked his jeans and boxers. Somewhere along the way he ditched his sneaks and
shirt, so Dan was leg spread a step above a totally naked Jason, whose face was
sucking up into and around Dan's mansized balls.

Dan started to pull his pecker as the dude underneath him chewed his nutsack
and then sucked his balls completely into his mouth. The kid's hands were
constantly working Dan's body under the student teacher's shirt....and now there
was a finger at Danny's bunger.....he jumped when he felt it as all of last
night with Davey came back in a flash.

He needn't have worried....Jason was only exploring with his hands so his
tongue would know right where to go next and it DID!!!!

As he bent ever backward arching his back and contorting his straining neck,
he pulled Danny to the very edge of the step so his whole tongue could slip up
into that dream
hole. Jason had dreamed for longer than he could remember about everything he
was doing. It was like every dream was 'practice' and practice makes
perfect....and Jason was eating Danny Summers alive...."Woaphh coaphch! Ohhhcowucch!"
Jason wailed from his mouth full of boy-teacher ass....he was crying for his
coach....the man who he obviously had been 'practicing' on in his dreams, but,
he took this player off the bench it seemed this day....and Danny filled the
bill for Jason's mouth....tongue....lips....and cum-seeded belly....just fine,
thank you!

"Oh Jas...ohhhh! I'm oh! Please! Gotta....Oh! Oh! Oh! Ummmmm! Nnnnnghh! Gonna
....cummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!" Danny wailed as he rammed his cock back into
Jason's throat and gave the young varsity jock another taste of what he came
for.

Dan was even surprised at how needing he becomes just before he blows. He was
actually feeling bad for a few secs, but the thrill of a cocksucking cum made
him forget it again real quick.

This time Danny stayed with the suck-jolting shock of his aftercum tenderness
and sensitivity and even encouraged it as he kept his dick down over the
boy's quivering tongue and looked onto that slop-slobbered face of spit, sweat and
cum dregs smothered still by his nutsack which was spread over most of it.

Danny smiled as he watched the beautiful, rippling nakedness of boy teen
torso spread before him down the last step and over the stairwell floor out to his
curling and wriggling toes near the door.

The muscles strained this way and that as the teen jock continued to work
that boy-teacher tool in his mouth.

Now it seemed like Dan was taking control. Still dressed, but for his
crumpled pants, Dan pulled out of the kid's mouth, stood.....came 'round front of his
cocksucker student and straddled Jason's chest before crouching to his knees
over Jason's face.

With a hand under Jase' neck, the kid's head was eased down till the neck
relaxed and the head flopped back the way a baby's does, and Danny fed his meat
missile through those slick and licking lips and down over Jason's tongue to
his thoathole. Oh how Jason had dreamed of this. Being made to swallow coach's
cock all the way to the curlies!

He instinctively knew to suck in a huge breath and open up wide and bend back
even further giving Danny's boy pleaser a perfect passage for dick swallering.

"Easy boy! Easy does it my dude!"

"C-c-c-cccugh!" Ucucch! Goooowucck!" and he was in!

Danny slipped out quickly, and Jason gagged and coughed and then fucking dove
on it and pulled it back with his head and Dan drove though his throat hole
again.

Soon they were in a rhythm and Jason actually was nearly upright as he took
the throat driving, pummeling assault again and again and again til Danny sank
it to the root and held as he let the young dude drain him for the third time
right into his belly! He swallowed and swallowed with murffled "gwaulups" that
seemed to rumble from deep inside the naked jockboi.

Danny pulled out slowly, and didn't even get the forced suck-wheeze from
Jason that he expected. The truncheon of boy pleaser slipped right out over
Jason's tongue and the boy sucked the last of his first ever man taste out of Dan's
prick mixed with the drool of its oozing dogwater. The amazing scene played
out with rivers of stringy and gloppy spit that had built in the kid's mouth
when his throat was stuffed with teecha joystick! It all oozed in a thick stream
down Jason's neck, puddling under his head on the step.....FUCKING AWESOME!!!!

They both knew the moment was over, and school was the reality.

Dan started to pull up his pants and Jason continued to lick Dan's pubes,
balls and dick. The kid was ravenous! "Pleeeze! Pleeze do it with me...every
day...pleeeze coa...teech, ahh, Mister Summers! Please?"

"You know we can't do this kind of thing Jason. You have to face reality.
And...it's not really me you need anyways, now is it. You want to....well, you
love your coach....and I can't be him! You have to find another way. Okay, boy?"
Dan patted, then rubbed, then squeezed....and held fast to Jason's naked
shoulder.

The boy hung around the teacher's legs as Dan pulled at the doorknob. He
pulled his foot and leg through Jason's huggling arms and hands as he went through
the doorway, and Jason fell to his chest with his head strained up to watch
his first ever suck leave him there sprawled naked at the bottom of the stairs,
drenched in sweat, spit and cum....with no options.......his jockboy fingers
slipped from Danny's loafers to the cold floor as Jason pleaded,
"Ohgodddddd....don't....please....pleeze....puhleeeeeze......don't leave me,,,,,,," Jason's
voice trailed off as the door closed and the latch clicked behind his
teacher's exit.......his tongue was still out of his mouth...quivering....licking at
the long gone pants, socks and shoe he last tasted.....

Above him, a single tiny red light blinked steadily from along side the
emergency warning light fixture.

Dan had one more class before lunch and his dreaded trip to adult store. He
shivered as he dug his hands deep into his pockets feeling the wet of his own
cum and Jason's spit go cold and sticky in his boxers. He worked his fingers
around in his pockets to adjust his prick, and shivered again at the touch. His
first ever male encounter had been extraordinary! Amazing! Stupendous!!!! Then
he actually stopped in his tracks....that was NOT his first....by ANY
shakes....it was his first where he wasn't put upon...he trembled thinking of the
erotic scene on the floor in his classroom with Ian....the cum he sucked through
that boy's pants....the cum he....NEEEEEDED!!!!!???

Then the marathon at his first 'tutoring' session with Davey. That kid made
him a slave...
a slave to cock!

Shaking his head as if that would make it all go away, he became fixed on the
Coach. Jason's troubles seemed to stem from there....  He looked at his watch
and had some time free to hit the teachers room.

Dialing the internal extension number, "Hello...Coach?"

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