Date: Sun, 15 Feb 2004 10:57:18 -0500
From: alessandro abbondanti <grossoitaliano@hotmail.com>
Subject: mr a and his boys: the club

A [late] Valentine's gift for you all: the next installment of the Mr. A
and His Boys series.  This chapter includes some stuff that several of you
have asked to happen and answers some questions brought up in the Derek
chapter. I could have dragged this chapter out more, but I think what I've
done here is enough, and we may return to some of the people introduced
here later. There's no Colin or Paden, so you needn't worry that this is
some mushy, love Valentine: it's all about lust. It's been nearly a month,
so forgive me if I seem a little rusty. I'm out of practice. ;) Comments
and suggestions welcome, as always.

Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction; any resemblance to
real persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. If you're not old
enough to read this, go away. This story is fantasy. It didn't happen. It
never will happen. Don't do it. This story contains depictions of sex
between adult and teenage males. All roles in the movie of my life,
however, are played by people aged 18 and over (and you should be 18 if
you're reading this!). If you are not interested in reading about this (or
other male-on-male sex), please leave now. This story is mine; don't steal
it or post elsewhere without my permission.  (That means it's copyrighted
by me, in case you were confused.)

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The next couple of weeks passed without anything interesting
happening. Colin, Paden, and I obviously avoided any talk of what had
happened at my house. A couple of times, they had hinted at wanting to come
back for another visit, but I shot them down both times. The thought that
someone might have seen them coming or going from my house still worried
me, so our activities were on hold, although I was fairly certain that the
two of them were still enjoying each other's company. I had continued
seeing Jennifer as well as hooking up with other people whenever I had the
chance, so I certainly wasn't sex- deprived, although I did miss the boys.

One Friday afternoon, I was in my office working late when I heard the door
open.  Assuming it was the custodian, since I hadn't had a late afternoon
visit from one of my students in awhile, I didn't move from my seat and
continued working. There was a knock on my office door and I looked up to
find Derek standing there.

"Derek," I said, a little startled. "What are you doing here?"

"Just coming by to see what was going on in here. I saw your car in the
parking lot and figured that you were still around," he responded. "No
Colin or Paden?"

"No, not lately," I said. "Too dangerous."

"Yeah, that's what Colin said, too," Derek said. I didn't respond, and
after a brief pause Derek continued, "You know, there are ways."

I looked at him puzzled, wondering where this was going. "What do you
mean?"

"You don't have to do it here in your office. That's definitely dangerous,
but there are other ways."

"Enlighten me," I said.

"There's your own house. I can tell you that I've been to the houses of a
couple of teachers before, but that can be dangerous, too. You gotta have a
good reason why kids are coming over in case someone sees them, so you
can't do it there very often, but it does happen. There's also the locker
room, like we did before. The schedule there is pretty regular, so it's
easy to figure out when people will or won't be there, but there are even
better places," Derek hinted.

"What do you mean?" I said, getting a little irritated.

Derek chuckled. "Let's just say that you're not the only person in the
school who's ever 'done stuff' with students." I looked at him, and he
continued, "A certain administrator and other teachers have also been known
to fool around on occasion, here on campus."

My interest was peaked now with Derek's admission that there were other
teachers who had also given in to their desires. "Go on," I urged him.

Derek smiled slyly. "Come to Portable 7 tonight at 7," he said and walked
out.

An easy and cheap way to create extra space without actually having to add
on to existing buildings was to put up portables, which amounted,
essentially, to large trailers that acted as outbuildings to the main
campus. Our school had several of them, some close to the main building,
some close to the gym, and some on the other side of the fields and the
Driver's Ed area. Portable 7 was right next to the portable used by the
Driver's Ed teacher and as such was one of the most removed from the main
building. It had originally been used by ROTC before they got a new
portable installed closer to the gym. Now, as far as I knew, it was no
longer used.

Shortly after Derek left, I met some friends for dinner. Excusing myself
from the meal early, I headed back to school around 7 and parked near the
portable, preferring not to park in my usual designated spot lest someone
drive by and notice my car. There were several cars there already. I wasn't
sure who or what to expect when I walked in. I knew who the administrator
was, as we had only one male administrator, but I couldn't imagine who the
other adults would be or what students would be there. I hoped that Paden
and Colin would not be. As much as I would have liked to get together with
them again, I didn't like the idea of another teacher "having fun" with
them.

I knocked on the door, and it was opened just enough for Derek to poke his
head out. He smiled broadly when he saw me and opened the door. "Mr. A.,"
he said, "come in."

"Hey, Derek," I said, stepping inside. My nostrils were immediately
assaulted by the overwhelming smell of pot. I coughed and looked around the
room, noticing the coolers with beer in them. I briefly considered leaving,
as I was (and continue to be) a staunch opponent of drug use (among
teenagers) and underage drinking, but I took notice of the people in the
room and decided to see what would happen.

Seated in a chair in the middle of the room, I saw one of our assistant
principals, Ron Harris. He smiled and stood up when he saw me. Approaching
me, he extended his hand and said, "Alex, nice to see you. I've heard a lot
about you from Derek here." He eyed me up and down, his eyes resting
briefly on my crotch. "I was a bit surprised, I have to say."

I chuckled. "You weren't the only one!" I said. "Never would have expected
this from you." Ron was in his mid-30's and stood about 6' tall. He had
dark hair and a swarthy complexion. He was sexy enough, I suppose, for an
older man. He had a good body and was involved in many of the athletic
events at the school, helping out with the football team and the girls'
flag football team. He was single, but it was generally accepted that he
got plenty of play. There were even rumors of him fooling around with girls
at the school, but I had never heard anything about him and the guys.

Ron laughed in response. "There might be a few surprises left," he said
with a wink.  "Over there," he said, pointing to one of the corners, "is
Brad Spinnaker." Brad was known to the kids as Coach Spin. He wasn't a
teacher, but a hall monitor of sorts, who wandered around making sure
students weren't getting in trouble, messing around in the halls, skipping,
or trying to leave campus. He was about my age and he helped coach the
football and baseball teams. He was attractive, about 5'8" and 160 pounds,
with brown hair and green eyes. I had heard more than one girl say that she
would like to get with him.

Ron continued, "There's Bill Richards." Bill was married, and his wife had
recently given birth to a son, so I was shocked to see him there. He was
older than Ron and Brad, probably about 40. He was also much taller,
standing about 6'2" o 6'3" and weighing at least 200 pounds. Like Brad, he
was involved with the baseball and football teams.

"There's Jon," Ron said. Seeing Jon was not that surprising, because, of
the people that I had seen so far, he was the only one that I had suspected
of being gay. He was about as tall as Bill, but much thinner. Jon was also
the only one not involved with sports: he was our band director. He was
about 30-years-old and very cute. Suddenly, the song "One of these things
is not like the others" went through my head. Although it didn't surprise
me that he would be into guys and therefore into this little group, there
was something different about him.

Although Ron had not pointed out any of the students to me, I did recognize
a number of them. Some of them I had in class and some I had just seen
around school. Besides Derek, with whose ass I had already become
intimately acquainted, there were two other students from my 6th period
class, Kyle and Tony, both of whom were on the baseball team. Kyle was a
freshman, so he was 15-years-old at the time. He had brown hair and green
eyes. He stood about 5'7" and weighed probably about 160 pounds. Tony was a
junior, 17-years-old and about 6' tall, weighing in at about 170 pounds. I
also recognized Tony's brother Sean, who was on the football team. Sean was
also a freshman, but he was smaller than Kyle. They were about the same
height, but Sean weighed only about 140 pounds. His look and build reminded
me of Colin, but Colin had a much cuter face and better personality; he was
also much smarter. There were several others that I did not have in class,
but whom I had seen before. Two guys named Aaron, one a senior and one a
junior, who were in Catherine's class next door to mine. Both were tall,
about 6'1" or 6'2" and about 180 pounds. They had brown hair, although the
senior Aaron wore his in a military cut (he was in ROTC) and junior Aaron
kept his longer. Junior Aaron was on the baseball team with his friend
Reilly, who was also there. The two were very similar in appearance,
although Reilly had black hair and was lankier.

There was only one student there that I didn't recognize. I stared at him
for a bit, mostly because he didn't look familiar. Derek came up to me and
said, "That's Mick. He's a freshman on the football team. His brother Tom
is on varsity and was the thickest dude I ever had before you." I knew who
Tom was and I had to admit that Mick, who was smooth and muscular, was
better looking than his brother, who was stocky and hairy. His brother
wasn't there, but I assumed that he must have been involved in this little
group in the past. Mick was kind of cute, but looked a little like a rat, I
thought. He and Sean stood together talking and looking at me.

I turned back to Ron. "So what's going on here?" I asked, wanting to make
sure that my understanding was accurate.

"Well," Ron began, "we have this little group that meets once or twice a
month. In each year we meet new guys who attract our attention and who
exhibit the desire to do more.  Being coaches, we spend a lot of time with
them outside of school, so it's usually pretty easy to figure out which
ones might be interested. Sometimes, they only come once or
twice. Sometimes, they come as freshmen, but stop when they're sophomores.
Sometimes, they hang around for a while. Regardless, we have this little
group here where we can indulge ourselves and the boys."

"Isn't it kind of dangerous?" I asked.

"We've never had any trouble. We're very careful and we only invite boys
that we know we can trust or whose brothers have been involved before, like
Mick there and Tony and Sean." He paused. "It helps that we can provide pot
and beer." We laughed.

"There are more students than teachers," I commented.

"Yeah, but we all pretty much take turns with each other, and it doesn't
gotta be 1-on-1.  We're all into different things, too. Jon over there, for
instance, loves dick, so if there's a boy in need of release, they can just
walk over there and use Jon's mouth...or ass. He loves it. Brad only likes
to be serviced and he's popular because he's younger than the rest of us."

"What about the rest of you?" I asked.

Ron smiled wickedly. "We're into different stuff; we're all pretty
versatile except Jon and Brad."

Tony approached me carrying a beer. "What's up, Mr. A.?" he asked with a
wink and handed me the bottle.

"Not a whole lot yet, Tony," I responded, although I could feel the blood
already beginning to fill my limp cock.

I noticed the two Aarons and Reilly were also standing together, swigging
beer. Reilly and senior Aaron were groping each other while junior Aaron
watched, his hand rubbing his crotch. Kyle was with Coach Richards, who was
kissing him deeply while his hands explored Kyle's body. I wondered what
Kyle was packing, because in class he would connect the ends of several of
the whiteboard markers together to create a long stick.  Some students
teased him about trying to make a representation of his dick, which led me
to wonder if I had another Paden on my hands or if the students were just
being funny.

Ron grabbed Derek and led him away. Sitting down in his chair, Derek knelt
in front of him. Brad, meanwhile, had approached Sean and Mick, who also
both knelt in front of him. Jon, I noticed, had taken a place on his knees
in front of the Aarons and Reilly.

Suddenly, I felt Tony move close and run his hand down my body to my
crotch. He grabbed my rapidly swelling dick through my pants and
smiled. "Nice," he muttered.

"Thanks," I said and turned to him. We kissed deeply, me sliding my tongue
into his mouth. I placed my hands on his waist and pulled his shirt up and
then off over his head.  He had a good body, not as developed as Paden's,
but still smooth with only a light dusting of hair on his pecs. I then
pulled my own shirt off, revealing my body to him for the first time.

"Awesome," he breathed as he reached out to touch my smooth pecs and then
placed both hands on my abs. "Derek was right about your body," he
whispered and fell to his knees.  He continued rubbing my crotch and looked
up at me, a broad smile on his face. "Let's see if he was right about
everything else, too."

I smiled smugly and let the baseball jock get to work. He brought his hand
down over the bulge in my pants, rubbing and pressing on the curve of my
semi-hard cock. Tony reached up and unbuckled my belt and then unbuttoned
my pants. He slid my zipper down over the bulge and opened my pants. My
underwear bulged through the fly; Tony moaned and brought his face
forward. He stuck out his tongue and began licking at the bend of my cock,
caged up in the tight cotton of my boxerbriefs. He wrapped his lips around
my swelling shaft, mouthing the thick stalk. I grabbed the back of his head
and pressed his face into my crotch.

I looked around the room. Senior Aaron was feeding his dick into Jon's
mouth while Jon stroked junior Aaron and Reilly. Junior Aaron and Reilly
both looked to be about 7" long, but Reilly was thicker. Derek and Rob were
now naked, and Derek knelt between Rob's legs, bobbing his head on the
swollen prick of our assistant principal. On the other side of the room,
Bill had wasted little time in bending Kyle over and planting his long cock
deep into Kyle's freshman ass. Brad was sliding his rather thick dick
between the faces of the other two freshmen, Mick and Sean, who both knelt
obediently in front of him.

Still kneeling in front of me with his tongue eagerly tracing the outline
of my shaft in my boxerbriefs, Tony reached up to my waistband and pulled
my shorts down, sliding them over my hard meat. My freed cock popped up and
slapped Tony in the face before bouncing heavily in front of him. Tony
gasped. "God damn," he murmured as he reached out with both hands to fondle
my trunk-like dick. He placed his hands on either side of my cock and
rubbed up and down, caressing my beercan thick meat, while taking the head
between his lips. I closed my eyes and threw my head back as my swollen
cockhead slipped through his tight lips. I groaned loudly as his wet mouth
engulfed me and I felt his tongue swirl around my glans; his hands
continued stroking my shaft.

He pulled off my dick and I looked down at him. "You're so fucking big," he
groaned, holding my dick in his hands and rubbing it all over his face. "I
love your dick," he grunted, slapping himself with it, and then dove back
down on my dick, swallowing half of my swollen shaft. I groaned in response
and grabbed onto his head. I started thrusting my hips, feeding more of my
cock into his 17-year-old mouth. His lips stretched around the thick mast
of my rod as I pushed it deeper and deeper into him. My cockhead hit the
back of his throat several times before I felt the opening relax and the
swollen head slipped into his throat.

Tony's throat muscles contracted around my dick, pulling me inside. I
grunted loudly, squeezing his head and holding it in place. His nose was
pressed into my pubes, and I could feel his warm breath escaping through
his nostrils as he struggled to breathe with his throat full of my Italian
meat. Still holding on to his head, I slowly slid my cock out of his
throat, feeling the underside glide over the rough texture of his tongue,
and then pushed it back in, my cockhead rubbing against the roof of his
mouth and then slipping back into his throat. I started to fuck his face,
shoving my dick down his throat and then pulling it back out. My large,
cum-laden balls swung heavily back and forth, slapping against his chin. He
grunted, moaning and slurping loudly on my fat cock. I could hear him gag
each time I plowed my dick into his throat. Tony choked and gagged on me,
but I continued my assault on his throat.

Tony had pulled his dick out of his pants and was rapidly stroking it while
sucking me.  Directly in front of me, I watched Derek's head bob up and
down on Rob's dick. Both were naked now, and I could tell that Rob was
thrusting his hips, feeding his dick into Derek's throat just as I was
feeding mine into Tony's. To my left, Bill was pounding Kyle's 15-year-old
ass, his hips thrusting urgently in and out of his hole. Kyle was a pitcher
on the baseball team, but was doing an excellent job of "catching" right
now.  Behind Rob and slightly to the right, I could see Jon working his way
from cock to cock, moving from junior Aaron to senior Aaron to Reilly and
back again. The boys stood near each other, groping one another's bodies
and cocks, slapping their hard dicks against Jon's face. To my right, Brad
fed his cock first into Sean's mouth and then into Mick's mouth.  The room
was filled with the sounds of sex: the groans and grunts of men being
serviced and the boys servicing them, the wet slurps of mouths and tongues
on hard cocks, and the hollow, choking sounds of throats gagging on large
dicks.

Bill came first. I heard a loud, strangled noise come from the left side of
the room and looked over. I watched Bill yank his dick from Kyle's ass and
stroke it rapidly, unloading all over Kyle's back. I saw his dick for the
first time at that moment and was shocked to find that he was actually
longer than I was, easily close to 11". Directly in front of me, I watched
as the Aarons and Reilly took turns unloading on Jon's eagerly upturned
face.  Tony continued sucking my dick, the two freshmen continued working
on Brad, and Ron continued thrusting into Derek's mouth, his dark legs
stretched out in front of him.

Brad unloaded next, the two freshmen kneeling in front of him, their cheeks
pressed close together. He aimed his dick at their faces and their opened
mouths. He groaned loudly and began shooting; I could hear the wet splats
of his cum hitting their faces. He squeezed the last few drops from his
dick onto Sean's outstretched tongue and let go of his softening dick,
letting it hang limply over his balls.

I looked back to the center of the room and my eyes met Ron's. He smiled at
me and placed his hand on the back of Derek's head. He started thrusting
earnestly again into Derek's throat. I also grabbed Tony's head and
continued fucking his throat, matching Ron's thrusts. Ron's legs tensed and
he closed his eyes; a strangled groan escaped his lips.  He was filling
Derek's throat with his cum.

The others had already disengaged from their groups and were milling about
the room, moving closer to where Ron and Derek were and eventually coming
in my direction. Ron pulled out of Derek's mouth and stood up. The two also
came toward me and Tony. The boys were all hard as rocks still, but the
adults had gone soft.

They all surrounded us. I had already pulled my swollen dick from Tony's
throat and grabbed on to his hair, yanking his head back so that he had to
look up at me and my dick, which I was stroking hard and fast in front of
his face. His mouth gaped open and his tongue lolled out. I heard murmuring
from those around me, things like, "Mr. A.'s so big" and "Look at how thick
that is" and "What a hot body for a teacher." The admiration turned me on
even more, and I felt my balls tighten. My fingers twisted in Tony's hair
and I unconsciously pulled harder on it. The load built in my shaft,
working its way to the tip; I groaned loudly and let loose.

My piss slit gaped open and the first volley of cum, a long stream of
sticky jizz, erupted from my cock and landed on Tony's face, lying across
it like a thick, white rope. This first thick rope was followed rapidly by
two more, which crisscrossed the first. My cock continued its explosion,
splattering 9 more shots of my cum on Tony's face and in his hair. The
latter, watery shots of cream ran down his face and dripped onto his neck
and chest. I squeezed the last few drops from my dick, milking it from the
base all the way up the thick shaft, and then flopped my softening cock
against his glazed face. Cum stuck in his hair and on his eyelashes; it
dripped from his nose and coated his cheeks. He licked his lips, tasting my
jizz.

I had heard gasps of amazement and murmurs of approval as I unloaded on
Tony's face, but I hadn't really been able to focus on what was being
said. Now, I could hear them clearly.

Reilly said, "Holy shit. I think that's more cum than the three of us left
on Jon's face."

Derek said, "Toldja that he came like a fire hydrant."

Ron said, "God damn, Alex, that's quite the weapon you've got there."

I laughed. "Thanks," I said.

"You're hotter than Coach Spin," Mick said. I looked at Coach Spin, who did
not seem very pleased to hear that.

"You look awesome, bro," Sean said, kneeling down next to his brother. He
scooped some of my cum from Tony's face and licked it from his fingers. He
turned and looked up at me. "Tastes great," he said. A couple of other
boys, junior Aaron and Mick, knelt down as well and helped Sean clean my
cum from his brother's face. Soon, we were all hard again, and I had my
first chance to really check out all the guys.

Ron was actually kind of thin, thinner than I expected. His body was rather
dark and a light dusting of dark hair covered his upper body and legs. His
dick was about 7.5" long, about the same size as Paden's, and his balls
were tight, pulled close to his body in a hairy sac. Bill was a large man,
beefy and muscular, but not ripped. His dick was definitely longer than
mine--nearly 11"--but thin. Brad, the shortest of the teachers there, had a
good sized dick. He had a decent body, more muscular than Ron's, but not as
ripped as my own. His dick was about 7" long and thick, probably around 6",
but mine was noticeably thicker. Jon's dick was probably about the same
size as Ron's, but looked larger because of his very thin frame. Despite
his thin build, Jon had a round bubble butt.

Among the students, Kyle was the stockiest, but by no means fat. His dick
was about 6.5" long and thin, with two average-sized balls hanging loosely
in a smooth sac beneath it.  Derek I had seen before, so his muscled body
and thick 5.5" cock were nothing new to me. Tony was a large boy, tall and
muscular, and his dick was no exception. Fully hard, he must have been
about 8" long and 6" thick. I had seen junior Aaron and Reilly earlier, so
I already knew that they were packing twin 7" weapons. Senior Aaron's dick
was about the size of Tony's. The other two freshmen, Sean and Mick, were
by no means horses, but had about average sized dicks for boys their
age. They were rock hard and stuck straight out from their bodies, tense
and about 5" long. All in all, an impressive array of adult and teenage
flesh.

Most of the boys surrounded me, moving in closely and running their hands
over my body. Kyle and Tony only stepped back. Kyle went back to Bill, who
pushed him to his knees. I got the impression that Kyle and Bill had a
special relationship and that perhaps Kyle wasn't interested in the younger
teachers. Tony stood next to Ron and Jon knelt down in front of them. Tony
and Ron stood close together with their arms around each other's waists
while Jon began his work on their cocks.

I felt the hands and mouths of the other boys on my body, groping and
kissing me. I saw Ron, Tony, and Bill watching the boys attack my body
while their own cocks were being taken care of by eager mouths. From the
corner of my eye, I could see Brad standing off to the side, his hard dick
untouched and his arms crossed on his broad chest. He had a sneer on his
face, and I could tell that he angry. I recalled what Ron had said earlier,
that Brad was a favorite among some of the boys, and he had demonstrated
that with the way that he had used both of the freshmen earlier. He had
been, after all, the youngest and hottest until my arrival. No doubt, he
didn't like watching me get the attention that he was so used to.

Junior Aaron had fallen to his knees behind me and was eagerly licking my
ass. The freshmen knelt in front of me and were working on my cock and
balls, hungrily slurping on my endowment. Senior Aaron and Reilly stood on
either side of me, their hard cocks pressed against my thighs while they
licked and sucked on my nipples. Derek was on his knees behind me, sucking
on junior Aaron's hard cock. I could feel so many hands and mouths working
on me at once that it was impossible to focus on any one of them for an
extended period of time. Derek, proving himself as a cocksucker, was moving
back and forth among the boys. Switching from junior Aaron to each of the
freshmen, then coming up from underneath to suck on my balls and then
moving on to taste Reilly and senior Aaron. Derek was all over the place.

I placed my hands on the freshmen's heads, holding them in place while they
continued their mouthwork on my cock and balls. I threw my head back and
let out a long groan, enjoying the attention from the 15- to 17-year old
boys. I looked over at Brad again, who still stood with his arms folded
across his chest, not moving. Our eyes met, and I smirked at him. His lip
curled up. I smiled again and closed my eyes, allowing myself to enjoy the
attention.

Derek pulled the Aarons away from me and positioned himself between
them. He got on his knees, giving senior Aaron access to his ass and junior
Aaron access to his mouth.  The two began using him, senior Aaron forcing
his hard cock into Derek's tight, muscular ass, and junior Aaron easily
burying his dick down Derek's throat. Kyle remained on his knees in front
of Bill, struggling to take the coach's 11" dick into his throat. Jon
continued his work on Tony and Ron, alternating between their evenly
matched cocks.

Reilly came up behind Jon and placed his hard dick against Jon's ass. Jon
raised his ass into the air as he sucked Tony into his throat, and Reilly
began pushing his dick into Jon's tight hole. Jon's cheeks opened and his
hole spread to accept Reilly's thick teenage prick.  Jon pulled off of
Tony's cock and let out a loud moan, slapping Tony's and Ron's dicks
against his face. He then opened his mouth and took Ron down his throat. He
alternated from one hard dick to the other while Reilly fucked his ass.

I looked down and watched the two freshmen, kneeling next to each other,
eagerly servicing my dick just as they had serviced Brad before. I grabbed
my hard dick in my right hand and slapped it down against Sean's face and
then against Mick's, cockslapping each of them. Brad remained the only one
of us without a partner and he became angrier as I took my fat cock in my
hand and pushed it against Mick's lips. Mick obediently opened his mouth
and took my broad, swollen head between his lips. I looked down, watching
Mick's mouth open and stretch around the thick shaft of my dick. I hit the
back of his throat and he gagged. I pulled off and stuck my dick in Sean's
face, who eagerly opened his mouth to accept me.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of my hard dick sliding into
Sean's mouth. My cock hit the back of his throat, but unlike Mick, Sean
didn't choke. I felt his throat relax and my cock slid into him just as it
had slid into his brother's throat earlier. He sucked his cheeks in around
my cock, creating a tight vacuum on my meat while he worked his throat
muscles on the engorged head. Precum oozed from my gaping piss slit and
coated his throat. I groaned loudly, my eyes still closed.

Suddenly, I felt someone come up behind me and try to pin my arms down; his
hard dick pressed against my ass. My eyes snapped open, and I saw that Brad
was no longer standing where he had been. I panicked briefly, but managed
to say calmly, "Brad, what the fuck do you think you're doing?"

"You can't just take my boys away from me," he growled into my ear, "and
leave me without anyone, so I'm just gonna have to make you mine." The room
was silent. The fucking and sucking stopped; Sean slid his mouth from my
cock. Everyone was watching me and Brad.

"Don't be an idiot, Brad," I said. "I didn't take anything from you. Now
let me go."

"No," he said. "If you get their mouths, then I get your ass." I felt his
hard dick, slick with precum, pressed against my back.

"I'm gonna have to say no to that, Brad," I responded, elbowing him in the
side. He let go of me and I spun around, my still hard cock slapping Sean
in the face as I did so. I punched Brad in the stomach, causing him to
double over, and then pushed him to the ground. I sat down on his chest, my
knees on either side of his body, and pressed down on his shoulders. My
dick stuck out from my body and hung over his face. It glistened with
precum and spit; one long strand of precum oozed from the swollen head and
hung suspended in the air for a split second before falling down onto
Brad's forehead. I looked down at him, my view of his face obscured by the
broad shaft of my cock.

"Don't you ever fucking try something like that again," I said. "No one
gets my ass, punk, least of all you, and next time you think you're gonna
try for it, you better make damn sure that you have some help, because you
aren't man enough to take it yourself." He struggled beneath me, but I kept
him down. I bucked my hips, causing my dick to swing up and then fall
heavily back down onto his face. "If you had just let me go when I asked,
we wouldn't have to do this, but now you got me all riled up." He continued
struggling, which made my body move and my cock swing. "I love it when they
struggle," I muttered.

The others had disengaged from their groups and now stood around us, their
hard, wet dicks throbbing. Reilly and junior Aaron were already stroking
their cocks. I grabbed my fat Italian prick at the base and slapped it down
against Brad's face, beating him with my club. I whipped his face hard,
leaving red marks on it. "Whose boys are they?" I asked, slamming my thick
bat against his lips, coating them with precum. He didn't answer, so I
slapped him again. "Answer me, Brad."

"They're yours, Alex," he said. "Please, let me up," he begged.

"Nah, I don't think so," I said. "I'm just getting started." I leaned
closer and arched my body over his face. My cock rested heavily on his face
and I began thrusting my hips, sliding my cock up and down his face. Junior
Aaron and Reilly let go of their dicks and held onto his legs to make sure
that he didn't try to get up. I slid my cock up and down Brad's face,
starting with the head at his chin and sliding all the way up until my
balls dragged across his nose. I sat back down on Brad's chest and pressed
my cockhead against his lips. "Open up, cocksucker," I said.

Brad shook his head, trying to move his mouth away from my cock. I slapped
him again.  "I said open," I repeated and slapped him again. "And if you
even think about biting me, I'll break your fucking nose." He parted his
lips and I pushed my dick between them, forcing the thick spearhead into
his mouth. He tasted my precum for the first time and tried to turn away
again, but I grabbed his head and held it in place, slowly feeding him my
very swollen and very thick cock. He choked, but behaved himself and did
his best to keep his teeth clear. Finally, he stopped struggling and
accepted my cock in his mouth. I knew that he couldn't take it all, but I
enjoyed the sound of him choking. I stretched out over him in a push-up
position and began to fuck his mouth, forcing my cock deep enough into his
throat to make him choke and then pulling out. The others stood around us,
students and teachers, all eagerly stroking their dicks while I force fed
my Italian meat into Brad's mouth. My balls sagged heavily on his chin with
each of my downward thrusts.

I pulled out and sat back down on his chest. Brad gasped loudly; the others
let out disappointed moans. "Please let me up," Brad insisted, his lips
swollen and red from my assault on his mouth. "I'm really sorry, Alex," he
said.

"Not just yet," I said. I motioned toward the Aarons and pointed at Brad's
shoulders. They knelt down, their hard cocks pointing at each other over
Brad's face, and put their weight on Brad's shoulders. He started to
struggle. "Don't struggle," I said. "You'll just make it harder on
yourself."

I slid down Brad's body and shoved my knee between his thighs, forcing him
to part his legs. His dick, I noticed, remained hard. I smirked and swatted
at it. I looked up at our audience and said, "I guess that Coach Spin
enjoys this kind of thing." They laughed.

Brad kicked his legs, but I grabbed onto his thighs and pressed them down
to the floor.  "Relax, bud," I said, "or it'll really hurt."

"No, Alex, please don't," he begged, still trying to twist out of my grip.

"Aww," I said. "I like it when they beg. Someone gag him."

"Gladly," senior Aaron said and shoved his cock into Brad's mouth. I found
out later that the Aarons and Reilly were not very happy with Brad, because
earlier in the year he had forced junior Aaron to suck his dick and senior
Aaron to bottom for him.

"Bill, Ron, mind helping me out here?" I asked, indicating Brad's legs. The
two of them smiled broadly and each grabbed one of Brad's legs, pulling
them apart. I knelt between Brad's legs and rubbed my cock against the
crack of his ass. "Like I said, Brad, make sure you have help before you
try something like this." He mumbled something in response that I couldn't
decipher because his mouth was filled with Aaron's hard teencock.

I pressed my wet, sticky cockhead against his tight hole; Brad kicked his
legs, but Bill and Ron held on tightly. I pushed forward, watching his hole
open to accept my pointed, swollen cockhead. I heard a muffled scream
escape his cockfilled throat as I busted through his tight sphincter and
buried three or four inches of my swollen meat in his hole.  He kicked
again and tried to push me out, but instead tightened his hole on my cock,
causing me to groan loudly. "Do that again," I grunted. He screamed
again. I pushed forward harder, burying more of my dick into him. He was
whimpering now.

"Holy shit," I heard junior Aaron say. "Coach Spin is crying." He
laughed. Senior Aaron got out of the way and I could see Brad's face. He
had stopped struggling and there were indeed tears in his eyes. I was now
buried balls deep inside Brad's ass, filling his hole completely with my
fat 9.5" dick. His dick remained hard, and when I leaned over him to look
into his tear-filled eyes, I felt it twitch against my hard abs, leaving a
sticky precum trail.

I laid myself on top of him and began fucking him, sliding my dick most of
the way out and then shoving it back in. I used my body weight to keep him
down, although he had stopped struggling and was willingly accepting my
invading prick. Our audience watched my tight, muscular ass rise and fall
as I thrust my hips repeatedly into Brad's ass, drilling my cock deep into
his guts. I continually drove my cock against his prostate, eliciting a
series of moans from deep in his chest. Again and again, His cock twitched
against my abs, leaking precum all over both of us.

"Fuck, he likes it," I heard someone say, but I couldn't place the voice as
my attention was focused on driving my cock roughly in and out of Brad's
hole.

"Listen to him moan," someone else said.

"Fuck that," a third voice offered. "Listen to how hard, Mr. A.'s balls are
slapping Coach Spin's ass. He's fucking POUNDING him."

Confident that Brad was no longer going to try to get away, I raised myself
off of him and knelt between his legs again, my cock still buried in his
ass. I held his legs up and kept them spread apart. I pulled all the way
out of his ass. "Holy shit," Sean shouted, pointing at Brad's ass. "Look at
his hole. That's fucking huge."

I looked up at Sean. "Yours is next, bud," I said with a wink. He grinned
back. I shoved my cock back into Brad's ass and continued fucking him deep
and hard. I pushed Brad's knees up to his chest and raised myself up over
him, planting my dick deeper into his ass, my balls pressed tightly against
him. I held myself buried to the root inside him and began rotating my
hips, stretching his hole even wider. He whimpered. I stared down in his
eyes, smirking at him. I bucked my hips, sending the broad side of my cock
against his prostate over and over. "You like that, huh?" I asked. I made
my cock twitch inside him. He whimpered in response.

"Fuck him harder," I heard senior Aaron encourage me, and I responded by
picking up the pace of my fuck. My balls slapped loudly against Brad's ass
with each thrust.

"Hell yeah," Bill said. "I'm gonna cum." Bill knelt over Brad's face and
stroked his long dick rapidly before unleashing three shots of cum onto
Brad. Kyle was next, standing next to Bill and releasing his teenage load
from his large cock. Bill held his cock in his hand and used it to spread
his and Kyle's loads all over Brad's face, pushing some into Brad's
mouth. Brad gagged loudly when he tasted their cum and tried to spit it
out, but Bill kept pushing more into his mouth. Brad suddenly grunted and
bucked his hips; I felt his ass clamp down hard on my cock as he unloaded
all over his chest and abs. Brad was already getting a good splattering and
there were still a number of guys to go.

I pulled out of Brad's ass and then slammed my cock quickly back inside,
making Brad scream loudly. Sean and Mick knelt on either side of Brad's
face and stroked their teencocks in his face. He turned and sucked on each
one in turn until they let out small whimpers and unloaded their thin load
on his face.

"Oh shit," Ron moaned, and he and Derek stepped up to the plate; they shot
at the same time. Ron splattered his load all over Brad's chin and chest
while Derek's dribbled from his cock onto Brad's forehead.

The Aarons and Reilly took their places around Brad and then took turns
feeding their dicks into his mouth, using their swollen cockheads to spoon
the loads of their teachers and friends into Brad's mouth. He sucked each
one eagerly, cleaning it of cum. One by one, then, they unloaded in his
mouth, and I watched Brad's throat muscles quickly swallowing, trying not
to gag on their thick jock cream. They finished cumming and let their wet,
soft dicks hang in Brad's face, slapping them on his cheeks and forehead.

Yanking my dick out of Brad's ass again, I knelt over him. "Now for the big
finish," Ron said.

"Do it," I heard several say. "Shoot all over him."

I grabbed Brad by the hair and yanked his head back against the floor; his
mouth gaped open. "Ask for it," I grunted between clenched teeth.

"Please," he said, sticking out his tongue. "Give me your cum."

"Fuck yeah!" the audience shouted.

"Oh fuck," I groaned and slid my hand down the length of my cock, gripping
the base tightly. My balls tightened, and I shot. The first 5 spurts were
very thick, dollops of heavy cream landing on Brad's face. These were
followed by 7 more long ropes, 12 shots in total, splattering and coating
Brad's face and tongue. He swallowed eagerly, licking my cum from his
lips. I painted his face with my cum and then stuck the head in his mouth
for clean up. He sucked gently on it, getting all he could from my swollen
piss slit. I stood up, flicking the last remaining drops from my fingers
onto his face.

I stood over him, my legs spread and my soft cock hanging heavily over my
large, swinging balls. "Anyone else got a problem with me?" I asked,
looking around at their spent cocks.

"No way, man," Ron offered, and the others murmured their agreement. "We've
all been waiting for someone to put Brad in his place."

I smiled. "Good," I said. "I was glad to be the one to do it." I looked
around the room.  "Now, I think that someone else wanted a ride," I said
with a smirk.

"Nah, Alex, not tonight," Ron said. "We gotta get out of here and most of
these kids gotta get home. We'll let ya know when we have our next meeting,
though."

The kids were a little disappointed, but dispersed to get dressed. "Thanks,
Ron," I said.  "I'll try to make it, but I'm making no promises. I already
play with a couple of my students."

"Oh yeah?" Ron asked, as we got dressed. "Where?"

"Well, we started out in my office, but that was too dangerous. Then, they
came to my house, but that also doesn't make me comfortable," I told him.

"Office isn't bad, if you do it at the right time. You just gotta know
where the custodian is. The house also works, just don't do it too often in
case someone sees them and starts to wonder. I'll get ya a key to this
place, and you can use it whenever you want. There's also the locker room
attached to the weight room. The schedule there is pretty regular, so
that's usually available after 5 if you plan right."

"Damn, man," I said, "you're an old pro at this."

"I've been doing it for years," he responded. "I used to be the hot young
teacher, you know." He winked at me.

I laughed. "Well, maybe I'll be back here next time. There are a couple of
asses that I might like to tap."

Ron laughed. "Okay, man, I'll let you know."

We all finished getting dressed and left the building. I headed home. It
was fun, but it wasn't the same as with Colin and Paden. These guys were
definitely willing, but I didn't have the same attraction for them that I
had for Colin and Paden. Part of it was that I wasn't as close to any of
them as I was to Colin and Paden, but there was something else that made it
different. I wasn't sure what it was, though, and when I went to sleep that
night, it was still on my mind.

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