Date: Sun, 21 Oct 2001 07:24:46 EDT
From: Chartoe@aol.com
Subject: Math Teacher and Me

      This story is a little different than any I have written.  This is
a story about someone else's fantasy.  I got the idea from someone in a
chat room.  They supplied me with characters and situations and I took it
from there.  Since this is from someone elses fantasy it has to be
fictional.

      If you like the story and want to send me a plot and characters I
will try to write a story.

            This is dedicated to ADDICTED2BIGBROTHER

Please send any comments to chartoe@aol.com


			  The Math teacher and me

	My name is John and I am a member of the swim team at my high
school.  I have brown hair and brown eyes and broad shoulders.  The type
that you associate with a person that has been swimming for years.  I have
very low body fat which also helps attribute to the solid six pack of a
stomach.  Have very firm calves and a round bubble butt that were developed
from the thousands and thousands of laps in the pool. Can say that I have a
larger than normal dick because I have noticed the other swimmers in the
showers and also have looked up the information on the internet.  It says
that the average is around six inches long and about three inches around.
Mine is about eight inches long and five inches around, and I have had
plenty of times to admire it.
	I have some problems in school since I am attracted to men and
sometimes in the showers I have a hard time controlling my dick.  When some
of the guys start playing around my dick wants to play also, and I have to
leave before I embarrass myself.  No one knows that I like men and in this
school I wouldn't be able to stay here if they found out.  The showers use
to be my only problem, but since I started taking Algebra my dick has found
another object of attention.
	The object of it's affection is the teacher Mr. Jones.  Mr. Jones
had to be a basketball player at one time because he stands about six feet
six inches.  Has black hair and is always clean shaven.  He has to be in
his thirties even though he just go married before school started.  He has
a firm ass and I believe he may be larger in the dick area than I am
judging from the bulge in his pants.
	The torture started on the first day of class when he was passing
out papers.  When he walked by my desk I got a big whiff of the aftershave
he was wearing, but also got a faint smell of sex as his dick and ass went
by.  You see being as tall as he is his waist is right at eye level if you
are seated in your desk.  I have noticed that a lot of the girls stare at
his crotch when he walks by them.  I figured the sex I smelled was from an
early morning romp with his young wife before school.
	I made up my mind then and there that somehow I was going to get my
hands on him, just didn't know how to do it yet.  I have math second period
and work in the office third period, which is Mr. Jones' conference or off
period.  Fourth period is both our lunch periods.
	I started going into his classroom during third period when there
was nothing for me to do in the office.  I told them that I was going there
to get help on my algebra even though I really didn't need it.  The office
could call me if they had something for me to do.  Mr. Jones didn't mind
helping me either. It was during these times that I came up with a plan to
get in his pants.  I knew that I couldn't just come out and ask him, I had
to gradually work on him.  I started off by leaning on his desk when I was
asking him a question and swinging my ass back and forth.  I would be sure
to grab myself and scratch in front of him.
	This went on for a few days until I decided the next step was to
start bumping into him as I leaned over the desk.  We would work and I
would ask him questions about different things in his life.  The questions
started off simple enough, but then they progressed to how long he knew his
wife before he got married, how many girlfriends he had had, and then even
if he knew any gay people.  He usually answered the questions without even
thinking about them.  When I started asking him about gays he just said it
was not something to talk about.
	I started bringing my lunch to school so I could stay in Mr. Jones
classroom and eat with him since he also brought his lunch and usually
spent his lunch period grading papers.  It was during these lunch time
chats that I was able to get the subject around to sex.  One day I just
blurted out, "How old were you when you started masturbating?"  He almost
choked on whatever it was he was eating.
	"Now what made you ask that question?" he said.
	"Just was wandering, wouldn't dare ask my dad, but since you are a
teacher I figured you could answer it?  I said.
	"Ok, but I better not here about this conversation from someone
else."  He said, "I must have been about ten I guess."
	"Ten and you were already cumming?" I asked.
	"No you asked how old I was when I started masturbating not how old
I was when I could father a child."  He said.
	"Now let's change the subject, how is your swimming coming along."
He asked.
	"Oh, it's going fine, have a meet next week, you need to come
watch."  I told him as I rearranged my dick and was sure it was where he
couldn't miss seeing it.
	The next day I decided to take the question session a little
further as I asked, "Did you ever think of sex with another man or boy when
you were growing up."
	He looked at me sort of sternly and said, "For what purpose is that
question?"
	"I was just wondering, my friend says that all boys and men think
about it, he says its normal."  "I was just wondering if it really is."  I
said not backing down from the question.
	"I guess your friend is right."  He said.  This gave me the answer
I was searching for since he said my friend was right, then he had thought
about it.
	The following Wednesday we had a swim meet and I decided to get a
little braver.  Since we had the meet that day the swim team always wore
there warm-ups to school.  The only thing different was that I also had on
my trunks which were nothing more than a black piece of stretch material
that only covered up my dick and balls and was constantly riding up my ass
like a thong.
	When I went into Mr. Jones' classroom I decided that I was going to
try something a little bolder.  I closed the door and actually locked it
without him even noticing.  As I got close to his desk I made a comment
about how hot the warm-ups were and he said to take them off.  He actually
thought I had on some other clothing besides the swim suit.
	I turned my back to him as I slowly peeled the top off and slid it
down my back.  Mr. Jones raised his head up to see what I was doing.  When
he noticed that I was bare from the waist up he started to say something,
but couldn't get it out.  I took this as an opportunity to remove the
bottom of my warm-ups before he could stop me.  I turned away from him and
slowly peeled the sides of the pants down.  I looked over my shoulder to
see what he was doing.  He just sat there with his eyes glued to me and his
mouth gapped open.  As the pants slid down I leaned over and pushed my ass
back at him.  When the pants had moved past my hips all he could see was
the firm cheeks of my ass as the back of my swim suit was stuck in the
crack of my ass.  I heard a long sigh and knew that I had control of his
attention.  When I turned around there was very little that he couldn't see
because my dick was hard and had stretched the material out away from my
balls.  About the only thing that was covered was my dick but there was
nothing left to the imagination.
	I walked over to him and stopped right in front of him.  He looked
at my dick and then at my face.  He then reached out and grabbed my dick
and started sliding his hand up and down the material.  Just at that time
the bell rang and he jumped up and said he had to go to the restroom, and
that I should gather my things and get to my next class.  As he opened the
door and started out several of the students started in.  I had just enough
time to grab my clothes and hide underneath Mr. Jones desk.  I was lucky
that Mr. Jones had one of the old oak desk that had plenty of room under it
and was solid all the way to the floor.  I needed to get out but knew there
was no way I could explain my being there.
	The tardy bell rang and I heard the students set down in there
desk.  Mr. Jones came back into the room and started his lesson.  The
students had opened their books as he started telling them the pages and
problems he was going over.  He had been at the chalkboard for about five
minutes before he sat down in his chair.  When he tried to push the chair
under the desk he kicked me and then looked down to see what it was.  He
had a very scared look come over his face as he realized the situation he
and I was in.  I sat there with my knees pulled up to my chest and my dick
and balls hanging just off of the ground.  He pulled himself up as close as
he could trying to act as if nothing was wrong.  I looked up at him and all
I could see was the bulge between his legs.  This got me very excited and
my dick started coming alive as I sat there.  I couldn't help my self as I
started pumping my dick as I looked at his crotch.  The more excited I
became the more room I needed.
	I spread me feet out so that they were on either side of Mr. Jones
chair and laid my knees to the sides and rested against the back of the
desk. In this position I had full access to my balls and dick as I
increased the pace on my dick.  Mr. Jones had a full view of me as he
looked down between his legs.  It was apparent to me that he was getting
excited from the bulge in his pants.  He slid his chair a little closer to
the desk trying to hide his boner form the class.  It hide it from the
class but put it closer to me.  As I kept jerking off I reached up and
rubbed his dick through his pants. He let out a surprised moan and then
tried to cover it up by coughing.  I was now to far gone to turn back and I
was biting my lips to keep from moaning.  The next thing I knew I was
cumming all over the floor and on Mr. Jones shoes.  He gasped as he watched
me.  He then took some tissue paper from the corner of his desk and slipped
it down to me.  I cleaned up his shoes and then the floor and left the
tissue beside his chair.  There was still about twenty minutes left in
class, and Mr. Jones still had a hard dick in his pants.  I sat there for a
few minutes and then decided to have some fun.  I reached up and unzipped
his pants and then reached in and pulled his now rock hard dick out of his
pants.  I told you that I had a large cock but Mr. Jones' was even larger
it had to be at least ten inched long and had an enormous head on it.  When
I saw it I knew I had to taste it as I moved around to where I could get my
head in his lap.
	I licked around the head of his dick and then sucked it into my
mouth.  Mr. Jones was squirming around in his chair trying not to be so
noticeable and trying not to moan out in pleasure.  He lasted about three
minutes before he had to grab the desk to keep from thrusting his hips
forward.  He shot volley after volley of cum into my mouth and I tried to
swallow it all but was unable to do so.  Mr. Jones had a funny look on his
face as one of the girls asked him if he felt alright.
	"Most be something I ate at lunch."  he said as he handed me some
more tissues.
	The bell rang and the students left the classroom as Mr. Jones
zipped up his pants and then closed the door.  I crawled out from under his
desk and he helped me get my clothes back on.  I left the room and no one
was the wiser.  He told me to meet him after school that he had to talk to
me.  I figured he was going to be mad and tell me that I was to never come
to his room again.
	When I went by his room after school he was sitting at his desk and
could hardly look at me.  He said he had to talk to me but they couldn't do
it at school, and since I had a swim meet he wanted to know if I could come
by his apartment after the meet.  He told me that his wife worked at night
and wouldn't be home.  I told him that I knew where he lived and would be
there about eight o'clock.
	After the meet I went to the apartment complex and rang Mr. Jones
door bell.  I was a little scared at what he was about to say.  He came to
the door and invited me in.
	"Have a seat," He said as he motioned to the sofa.
	"Now then, I want you to know how serious what we did was today, I
could get fired from my job and also go to jail if it got out."  He told
me.
	"I know, I want tell anyone."  I said.
	"Good, now if you want to continue to do what we did we will have
to do it here or at least plan it at school, we can't take the chance of
someone finding out."  He said.
	The last statements really took me by surprise as I agreed with
him.
	We got up and went into the bedroom and he told me to take my
clothes off.  He then proceeded to run his hands all over my chest and down
my stomach.  He then started kissing down the center of my chest and down
to my cock that was standing at attention.  He reached around and grabbed a
cheek in each hand and then pushed my dick all the way down his throat.  It
felt so good that I reached out and pulled his head against me.  He stayed
there as his tongue was sliding around in his mouth and all over my dick. I
started pumping my dick as fast as I could down his throat.  He began
squeezing my ass as I pumped in his mouth.  I started screaming as my dick
started shooting into his throat.  My legs buckled as he picked me up and
carried my to the bed.
	He laid me down on my stomach and spread my legs.  He then spread
my ass cheeks and pushed his mouth in the crack of my ass.  He was just
licking up and down and then around the asshole.  I started moaning each
time his tongue touched the little hole.  He raised his head and asked,
"Have you ever been fucked up the ass before?"
	"No."  I managed to say.
	He placed his mouth back on my asshole and started pushing his
tongue inside.  He then pulled his mouth away and went over to the bathroom
an came back to my ass.  I could feel the cool lubricant he was spreading
around my asshole.  He then pushed some in along with a finger.  My asshole
clamped down on his finger as the pain shot through my body.  I tried to
pull away but he grabbed me and told me to relax.  The pain was not as
intense as it was at first and he started pumping the finger in and out as
I started pushing back against him.  He slid a second and then a third
finger in and repeated the same thing he had done with the one finger.
	"Now I want you to be still while I try to locate your prostate."
He said.
	I knew what a prostate was from health class, but wasn't sure why
he wanted to find it until he did.  I let out an uncontrollable moan as he
pushed against my prostate.  My dick jumped at attention as he started to
massage it.  He raised up and moved his legs in between mine.  He then
placed the head of his cock at the entrance of my asshole and pushed.  At
first I didn't think he could get it in, but felt the sharp pain as it
popped inside.  He just held it there as I could feel the pain subsiding.
When he felt me relax he pushed more of his cock in.  The pain would come
back but not as bad as the time before.  He did this several times until he
had all of his huge ten inches up my asshole.  He laid there not moving
until he felt me trying to pump against him.  He then started a slow pump
as he also rubbed against my prostate.  I started moaning and then
screaming as my cock was shooting cum with just about every thrust of his
cock.
	He then picked up the pace and was ramming his dick in with all his
might.  He moaned as I felt his dick get larger and then pulse as the hot
cum blasted inside my ass.  He thrust one last time and fell on my back.
	He raised up and said, "That was great."  As he kissed my shoulders
and then my neck.
	He picked me up and took me into the shower and he washed me from
head to foot.  He would occasionally kiss me as he washed.  As he got to my
dick and cock he placed them in his mouth and cleaned them with his tongue.
He then kissed me and grabbed me in a bear hug that lasted for several
minutes.
	As we dried each other off he said, "We have to set up some ground
rules for our sex play."
	"We can never fuck at school, don't have the place or the time."
"We can suck each other off at school but it will always be before lunch,
that way we want run the risk of the next class coming in on us like it did
today."  "Finally, you never come over here unless you check with me first,
can't have my wife finding out either"
	"Now are these rules all right to you and is there anything you
have to add to them?"
	"Sounds fine to me and I agree to them."  I said as I grabbed his
dick and still couldn't believe I was able to walk after having it up my
asshole.
	I looked at him and asked, "When do I get to fuck you up the ass?"
	"Tomorrow after school right here."  he said.