Date: Sun, 14 Nov 1999 01:01:13 EST
From: David Renner <davidrenner@hotmail.com>
Subject: Teaching Me

This is a true story. Only the teacher's name was changed for obvious
reasons.

I knew I was different from the age of 13, when I found myself interested
in boys and stared at their crotches, hoping to see their cocks. When I
horsed around with other boys I would invariably grab their asses and even
their crotches in a "playful" way, They would do the same with me and I
enjoyed it. Only when I became 15 did I really become actively gay. Now
that I'm 18, I want to tell how it happened.

I wasn't very good at math in school. And the teachers would often help me
out after class. Well, we got a new, good-looking math teacher,
Mr. Holland, and I was attracted to him. I liked looking at him and tried
to imagine how he looked naked. I got the impression he liked looking at
me, too.
 
One day he asked me stay after class, and then he told me that, like the
other teachers, he would like to help me in my math. Would I be interested?
Of course I said yes. We set up for the next day. We met and he began
helping me with the exercises. At the end of the session he volunteered to
drive me home and we got into his station wagon.

As we drove, he started talking about masturbating - did I, how often,
where, what did I think of when I masturbated, and so on. Each time I gave
an answer he volunteered his own information. When I said I masturbated two
or three times a day, he told me that he masturbated 5-6 times a week. When
I told him I masturbated in bed, he said he masturbated anywhere he had a
chance. As we spoke my cock began to get hard and I peeked at his crotch
and noticed that he was also getting hard. He then put a hand on my leg and
suggested I put my books on the floor. When I did, he moved his hand to my
crotch. I didn't know what to do. I was scared. It was the first time
anyone had felt me up, and I enjoyed it! He then took my hand and placed it
on his crotch, and I felt his hard cock. I was real excited and tried to
feel around to determine how big his cock was. We were getting close to my
house and he stopped the car for a minute and asked me if I was enjoying
the math help and the additional help in the car. I answered, Sure! He
asked me if I like him and I said yes. He said he liked me, too, and then
bent over, kissed me on the lips and said - until next time. Then he took
me home.

That night I jerked off several times, trying to imagine Mr. Holland naked.

Two days later he helped me again with my math after school. I sat next to
his at his desk and he started feeling me up in the classroom. I said I was
afraid we would get caught but he told me not to worry. Then we went to the
station wagon and he started driving. This time he asked me to unzip my
fly. He slipped his hand into pants and felt my underpants, running his
hand over my hardon and playing with my balls. I think I got a little
precum on my underpants. Then he slipped his hand into my underpants and
pulled out my hard cock. I nearly jumped - someone was playing with my cock
the way I do! He must have opened his fly and taken out his cock as we got
into the car, because when he took my hand and brought it to his crotch, I
found his boner out of his pants. Wow! I was holding on to Mr. Holland's
cock!! For me with a 5 incher, his 6-1/2 inches seemed enormous.

On the way he parked the car in a lot and told me to move to the back and
he did too. He stretched me out along the back of the wagon and pulled down
my pants and underpants. He began licking my cock and nut sack. He took my
nutsack in his mouth and ran his tongue around it. Pretty soon was sucking
me. This was something I never dreamed of, and the feeling was heavenly. I
wondered what my friends would think, if I told them that Mr. Holland gave
me a blowjob! He played with my nuts and massaged my ass as he sucked me. I
was moving my hips instinctively and in a short time I had the biggest
orgasm I ever had and shot my load of cum into his mouth. He sat up and
thanked me, I sat up, and he sat next to me, pulled down his pants and
underpants, got on his knees and began pumping his cock. Then he stopped
and asked me if I would do it. I did and it was a strange feeling pumping
such a big cock. He quickly shot his load on the floor of the car. Once
again he thanked me, and kissed me on the lips. Then we pulled our
underpants and pants up and returned to the front seat. He asked me whether
I enjoyed everything and I told him - very much, especially the blowjob. He
told me we could do this more often, even without math help. I agreed, and
that was the moment I became an actively gay boy. We met often, and he
taught me how to French kiss and how to get him excited the way he was
doing to me - licking his nipples, running my tongue down his belly to his
bush, and sucking him without getting my teeth in the way. Pretty soon we
were doing 69. We had sex together once or twice a week. I just wondered if
any other boys were enjoying Mr. Holland the way I was.

Today I don't get to see him as often as when I was in school, but we still
meet now and then, and have sex together.

If anyone else had any similar experience I'd love to hear about it.
davidrenner@hotmail.com