Date: Mon, 8 Apr 2019 20:06:46 -0400 From: Neil De Bruin Subject: Home Schooled 1 Please give to Nifty so that the fun can continue for all of us. I will be taking a break from my Random Tails collect as I post this story. There will be at least six chapters if not more. For those of you who read my Cole's Story - story you will know that the home schooled idea was something I was headed towards before I brought it to and end. I still liked the idea and decided to make it a story of it's own. So I'm sorry there is no actual sex in this chapter but it does create set up for future chapters. Home School 1 by Tagenhard tagenhard@gmail.com tagenhard@tutanota.com Derek had just finished his first year of teaching and ending up loving it. Derek had covered grade 2 and found the enthusiasm and eagerness of the students heartwarming and engaging. He especially loved his time looking at the little boys, just looking mind you. There is way too much education out there now about bad touch and such to try to get away with manipulating a boy into being naughty. Although he was able to manipulate a few into innocent situations where they ended up exposing themselves to him, but all he did was look at their cute little pricks. No touching. It was a shame actually because he considered himself to be a rather good manipulator and during his high school and college years managed to get some fellow students into sexual situations all the while they thought it was their idea. The problem now was that after having given the school a good year full of effort and receiving high marks for his skill, he wasn't invited back. The school district faced massive budget cuts and classes had to be merged and teacher positions cut. He was new, so he was among the first to go. Fucking unions he muttered as he walked out the doors on his last day. They would rather let lazy useless teachers shape the minds and the futures of the kids rather than the best and the brightest. He put that out of his mind as he looked thru the different on-line sites dedicated to listing teaching jobs across the country. When he came across this one. Private Teacher; Seeking a full time teacher for a home schooled student. The teaching days would match that of the district school calendar. Student has completed second grade but tests out at a 5th grade level. Local district has no AP classes available for grade school level students. Parent wishes to establish a home schooled situation but using a certified teacher as parent does not have the ability to be the teacher. A dedicated room will be established and designed around the chosen candidates preferences. Chosen candidate will be the authority in the classroom and not interfered by the parent. The chosen candidate can create their own curriculum or one can be obtained from one of the accredited home school associations. The student is male with a single parent. Salary offered is $52,000 but can be negotiated and all class expenses will be covered by parent. If interested submit credentials and CV to Jerrold Pine Bark Law.com Derek found this ad very interesting indeed. First of all the salary was beyond what he could ever make in the regular schools in his early years of teaching. It was a young male student in the age group he liked to be around. He was sure that at that salary offering there would be hundreds of far more qualified teachers replying. But then again nothing ventured nothing gained, so he sent off the required info and then continued to search thru the rest of the listings. He ended up sending 5 more resumes out by the end of the day. The rejections trickled in thru the following week and he was back on his computer looking for more options when his cell phone rang. The ID read Pine Bark Law. Shit he thought he had almost forgotten about that job. "Derek Stanton." He answered with a firm strong voice. "Mr. Stanton, Hi my name is Jerrold and I'm with the Pine Bark Law firm. You submitted a response to a job ad for a home schooling job, correct?" "Yes I did sir." Derek figured it best to be polite and formal. "The single parent mentioned in the ad is a client of ours and we are handling the initial intake of responses and as I'm sure you can imagine it has been very great. However yours stood out for a particular reason which I am not at liberty to divulge at this time. The parent has asked us to contact you to first see if you are still interested in the position and second if it would be okay for him to contact you directly?" Derek was almost giddy that he was being considered but knew he had to maintain decorum. "Yes I am certainly still interested and I will gladly talk with the parent at any time of their convenience." "Very good, I am sure he will be happy to hear that. I will provide him with your phone number. Is this the best one to contact you at?" "Yes it is." "Good then expect a call in the next day or two and good luck Mr. Stanton." "Thank you so much." Derek responded and then they ended the call. Derek was giddy all day but had to keep reminding himself to not get ahead of himself. After all he didn't know where in the country this job was and if he wanted to live there. Plus what was the particular reason that drew their attention. On the other hand he knew it was a father and young son and if he got the job then he would have a young boy to himself all day. Derek went to bed that night and had all kinds of wicked dreams about what he would like to do with this boy and his dad. It was close to lunch time and Derek was cruising both Nifty and PZA for boy sex stories when his phone rang, the ID came up as blocked. "Hello" Derek answered casually expecting it to be an automated sales call. "Hello Mr. Stanton this is Brant Henderson." The rich masculine voice returned. Derek immediately knew who it was because his son Skip had been in his class. "Well hello sir, what a surprise, what can I do for you?" "Well you applied for a home school teacher position that I ran and I was wondering if we could find a time to do a face to face interview." Derek's knees went weak. "Oh so Skip is going to be home schooled. Yes of course that makes sense sir, I remember him being tested. I can meet with you at any time of your choice sir." Derek felt he didn't come across as calm as he wanted to. "I know this might be inconvenient but would Saturday morning be possible, say around 10?" "Not a problem at all sir, 10 on Saturday would be most agreeable." Brant went on to give Derek the address and they said their good byes. Fucking hell Derek thought, Skip had been one of the boys he admired the most in his class and had even gotten a glimpse of his creamy smooth naked little butt once. Derek had immediately gotten hard and had to beat off in the staff bathroom. Skip's mother had died during the school year and it was hard on Skip, Derek remembered. He was out for a week but caught up in a day on everything he missed. Derek knew him to be very smart and clever beyond what is normal for a child that age but at the same time still very much a child of that age emotionally. He always felt Skip was looking for more attention since his mother passed and Derek had been able get more chances to rub the boy's shoulder or pat his back and Skip seemed to glow when he got that from Derek. His father Brant was a business man that Derek had the impression was successful but he didn't actually know what the business was. He had only met the man twice and each time was taken by what a fountain of masculinity he was. The thought of being alone with these two in their home had Derek boning up. He knew there was no chance to have happen what his twisted mind wanted but just to be around them would provide fantasies galore. Saturday found him dressed in his best suit feeling very nervous as he pressed the buzzer set in the stone pillars in front of an iron driveway gate. There was no immediate response and he started to debate as to what the proper amount of time to wait was before he buzzed again. Derek then noticed jogging down the road a shirtless man and as he got closer he could see the guy was really well built. It took a moment for him to get closer when Derek realized it was Mr. Henderson. He saw Brant wave at him as he got nearer. His chest was broad with a spray of black sweat matted hair. He was wearing only a pair of short nylon running shorts and you could see a sizable piece of manhood swinging freely in those shorts. "Sorry Derek." Brant said as he came up alongside the driver side of Derek's car. "I got a late start today." Brant stood right next to the driver's side window so he could access the code pad where the buzzer was. Derek couldn't help but study him as he stood side ways to him. The shorts accented a firm round ass with a bulge that stuck out in front, that couldn't be missed. His thighs were well toned and his stomach flat and tight. Derek believed he was in his early thirties. Derek's eyes grazed across his slightly heaving chest and saw two large dark aureoles with large nipples sticking out thru the hair. His pecs were large and firm and a thought of Skip licking them crossed his mind. He realized he was getting a hard on but couldn't turn away. Brant had punched a code in and the gate started to swing open. "I'll meet you at the top of the drive." Brant stated and then ran thru the gate as soon as there was enough space for him to fit thru. Derek stared at that marvelous ass flex in those tight shorts as he disappeared up and around a bend in the drive. The gate finally opened fully and Derek was able to drive in. From the gate all you saw were trees and as the drive took a left handed hook it was lushly lined with trees and bushes. You had no sign of the house as the drive seemed to go for ever till it then hooked to the right and you emerged into a clearing that was the circular drive in front of the house. The house was a single level brick structure where all you saw was a multi-car garage to the right and a front entrance to the left. Brant was standing at the front entrance waiting for Derek. As Derek got out of the car and approached Brant he couldn't help but notice the sweaty skin glistening in the sun. Derek hoped Brant didn't notice his hard on. "So sorry again for keeping you waiting but welcome." Brant smiled and extended his hand for a shake. Brant's hand was warm and the shake firm and Derek had to fight to keep his eyes from roaming across the man's body. Brant seemed to hold the shake just a little longer than what men usually do. "Come on in." Brant gestured as he turned as entered the house. Again Derek's eyes dropped to that firm ass in front of him. Once in the front door and taking a few steps down a short hall the house spread open in front of them. Derek realized now the house was massive and well hidden in the trees. The front entrance almost seemed to be like Doctor Who's Tardis where you marveled at how much bigger it was on the inside than the outside. The house seemed to spread out into two wings. In front of him was a wall that had a large spot lighted floor to ceiling painting hanging on it. Looking left was a large sitting room with a grand piano and looking right was a large sitting room with a stone hearth fireplace. Hallways ran out to the left and right into the two different wings. Brant called out Skip's name and soon from the left hall came a very naked Skip running to them. Derek almost came in his pants right then and there as the creamy smooth skinned naked boy with has cute little prick and balls bouncing between his legs approached. "Stop it right there young man." Brant stated firmly. Skip came to a halt about six feet away from them. Derek thought he couldn't have planned it better. Skip stood still at just the right distance so Derek could sweep his eyes across the naked lad without it seeming like he was ogling the kid. "What have I said about being naked when company comes?" Brant asked with a calm but firm voice. "Sorry sir, that I was to have pants on and not be naked." Skip replied respectfully. "Now Mr. Stanton has better things to do than look at your naked monkey ass so go put some pants on." Brant instructed. "Sorry sir, yes sir." Skip replied but as he turned to walk away he started to make monkey sounds and walk like a kid would imitate a monkey walk. He then rolled down on to the floor with his legs kicking up over his head before landing back on his feet. Derek got a quick glimpse of Skips pink asshole when his legs splayed open. Fucking hell Derek thought, even if I don't get the job he has seen enough to give him jerk of visions for weeks. "I'm sorry but he is quite the hand full to deal with. His mother always was able to handle and control him." Brant stated. "Going naked seems to be his most favorite pastime lately. Maybe I indulge him to much but I don't have the heart to say no." Derek had been to the funeral and had passed along his condolences then so he didn't feel it was right to do so again, so he left the dead mother issue alone at this time. "Well young boys at that age love to experience new things and Skip was always a more boisterous type. Does he go naked all the time?" Derek asked but tried to not sound too interested. Brant laughed. "The minute he gets home he's naked and stays that way till he has to leave the house again or company comes. I can't even get him to put clothes on when the gardeners come or some of my friends stop by. He is always respectful of Maria when she comes to clean house though." Brant laughed. "Hell he'll probably want to do school in the nude since it's here in the house." Derek laughed at that also but hoped that was true. Skip reappeared wearing a short nylon pair of running shorts. "Hello Mr. Stanton." He greeted and extended his hand for a shake. Derek smiled at him and took his hand and gave him a firm handshake. Firm enough to convey he was stronger but not enough to hurt. "Now Skip would you please take Mr. Stanton into the kitchen and offer him a refreshment while I go take a quick shower, then we can proceed with the actual interview." "Yes daddy." Skip replied Derek noticed that when Skip said yes daddy his voice took on a tone of more like a younger kid. "I'll be right back." Brant stated and then headed down the hallway to the right. Again he watched that wonderful ass as it walked away from them. He turned his head to see that Skip was also watching it. Once his dad disappeared thru a door, Skip stated. "That side of the house is dad's bedroom and his office and a library. It has a TV in it and a fireplace with lots of books. After I go to bed he likes to sit in there and watch TV while having an adult drink. There is also one guest room down there. On this side of the house." Derek realized that Skip was now indicating the area that he had come from. "Is my bedroom and some guestrooms and that's also where the classroom will be. Daddy told me he will show you that. "Follow me." Skip instructed but also took Derek by the hand. A quick step to the right of the wall with the painting was an opening into a large kitchen. The back wall of the kitchen was a glass wall looking out into the backyard. Derek realized the house was laid out in a V shape with the front entrance and the two sitting rooms and the kitchen at the bottom of the V. A deck with some chairs and tables sat outside the kitchens sliding doors. "Do you want something to drink?" Skip asked politely. "No not really." Derek replied. "I'm kinda nervous about the job interview. Has your dad talked to you about it?" "He just talked to me about if I was okay with being home schooled and if I would miss my friends at school. I said I was okay with it as long as my teacher was someone nice." "Do you consider me someone nice?" Derek asked softly. "Oh gosh yes." Skip replied maybe a little too quickly. "I really like you." Then he blushed. Derek smiled. "I really like you to, I hope I get the job." Skip seemed to turn shy suddenly and looked up at Derek out of the corner of his eye. "Would you let me do school in the naked?" Derek wanted to laugh but instead he got a big grin and whispered back. "That would be okay by me. How about if I was naked also?" Skip's eyes got really big. "That would be so awesome." He gushed. "Well let's see if I get the job first." Derek winked. Skip looked down at his feet then looked back up to Derek. He whispered. "Do you wanna see something naughty?" "Sure." Derek replied with a warm smile. "Come this way." Skip instructed then proceeded out the kitchen patio doors, across the deck and then to the right towards an outcrop of shrubs. Derek followed curious as could be. As they neared the shrubs Derek realized he could hear water running. Skip slowed down and just wiggled his finger at Derek in the come here sign and pointed to a space between two shrubs. Derek stepped quietly up to the space and peered thru. He realized the shrubs must surround a space that was the master bedroom giving it sort of a private area. There he saw an open outdoor shower with Brant washing himself. Derek had seen everything else of Brant's but now he was totally naked and had his back to Derek's peering eyes. His ass was a truly magnificent display of muscle and Derek envisioned himself fucking it as Skip watched. Brant turned and Derek saw the jewels. Large balls that had laying across them a fat 6 inch long flaccid cock. Derek wondered how big it got when hard. Worrying that he might get caught Derek withdrew from the gap and stood up then realized his hard on was tenting out his pants. Skip was staring directly at his crotch and Derek gently ran his hand across it. Skip's eyes got a little bigger. Derek so badly wanted to whip it out and shove it in Skip's face but he didn't want to ruin a bigger chance at what could happen with a little manipulation in exchange for a quick thrill. He headed back for the kitchen with Skip following behind. Once inside he knelt down and open his arms. Skip stepped into them and Derek pulled him into him. Skip melted into his grasp and Derek ran a hand down the boys bareback under the hem of the shorts onto an ass cheek and gently squeezed. "Would you like me to be your full time teacher? Just you and me every day together?" Derek asked in a soft voice into Skip's ear. He felt Skip nod his head yes against the side of his face. "I would like that also very much. So your dad is going to interview me but you need to let your dad know that I'm the person you want." Derek pulled his head back and looked Skip in the eyes. "Can you do that?" Skip, doe eyed, nodded yes and then Derek leaned in and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. He pulled back and Skip with his eyes still closed followed then opened his eyes and blushed. Derek stood up with his hard cock jutting out the front of his suit pants. Skip's eyes dropped to that bulge and Derek reached down took one of Skips hands and rubbed it across his crotch. Skip's eye's hazed over and he gasped slightly at the feel of the cloth covered hardness. Derek realized that manipulating Skip to do what he wanted would be easy. He wondered how hard it would be to get Brant involved. Derek let go of Skip's hand and brushed it away when he heard Brant coming down the hall. He knew his hard on wouldn't disappear fast enough so he decided to just act like it wasn't there. "Ok." Brant said announcing his return. "Again I'm sorry for the delay but let's go to my office and talk." Derek turned with a smile on his face towards Brant. Either Brant didn't notice or care but said nothing of being aware of Derek's hard on. He tuned and walked back the way he came and Derek realized he was expected to follow. Skip stayed behind and Derek followed Brant into a very masculine appointed office with dark mahogany wood walls and rich deep burgundy carpet. The chairs facing the desk in the room were leather wing backs of a dark brown. It was almost as if the room was overly masculine Derek thought. Brant turned the wing backs so they faced each other and sat in one. "I apologize." Brant stated, I should have told you this was a casual interview. If you want to get more comfortable please feel free to do so. After all I don't expect you to wear a suit everyday teaching class." Derek hadn't actually noticed till now that Brant was wearing a string tank top and another pair of running shorts. Derek also caught the fact that Brant made his statement as if Derek already had the job. But just how comfortable should he get was the question. He decided to take off the suit coat and the tie, then unbuttoned his shirt down half way. He settled into the other chair but crossed his leg hoping to hide the hard on he still had. Brant just looked at him for a few minutes, long enough that he wondered if he was supposed to say something, but then Brant spoke up. "So when the law firm saw your application they fast forwarded it to me because of the fact that you already lived here in town and because you had just been Skip's teacher. Skip really talked very positive about you and how much he really liked you as a teacher. After his mother passed his talk about you increased even more about how nice you were and how he trusted you and felt comfortable around you. He also felt you made a real effort to pay attention to him and he appreciated that." "He's a great kid, of that there is no doubt and after his mother's passing he seemed to just need that extra comforting." Derek responded. "Yes he did." Brant replied. "I know here at home he would crawl into bed with me every night needing me to hold him in my arms and assure him I was still here and he wasn't alone. I'm still trying to wean him off of crawling into my bed. Although it may sound weird but there were some nights when the feel of his warm soft skin against mine helped me thru the despair of having lost my wife." Derek took a chance but felt he needed to. "I understand and that makes perfect sense. After all Skip is a product of yours and your wife's love. To hold his naked little body against your equally naked body would bring great comfort in feeling the memory of your lost love and holding onto the love you still have available to you. And for Skip there is no closer contact that he could make than his naked body against your naked body giving him a reassurance of your presence." Of course Derek didn't know that they were both naked but played a hunch. Brant sighed. "Yes, I think your right that makes sense. I hadn't thought of it that way but yes our naked bodies against each other probably did and does do that." Derek smiled to himself inside for having gotten it right and for now knowing they still slept naked in each other's arms sometimes. "Of course I will be honest that more qualified teachers than you have applied." Brant turned the subject. "But you have a heads up in that you already have a relationship with Skip and he already knows and feels comfortable with you. Actually I think he might even idolize you a bit." "Well I'm honored." Derek replied trying to sound humble. "Now the truth of the matter is that you are probably going to be spending as much time with him as I do and therefore will have a great deal of influence over him in terms of not only what he learns but how he thinks about things and how he perceives things in life. It's only going to be natural that with you two spending so much time one on one that not all conversations will be about what's in the books. You will end up influencing some of his judgments about life and what's right and wrong and his perceptions of the world, even if you don't mean to." "Yes." Derek agreed. "I see that as a possibility." "I ruled out hiring a woman as a teacher right of the bat because I feel he would see having a woman in the house a threat." Brant stated. "I brought a woman by the house a few months back, it wasn't a date or anything but Skip reacted very badly to it. He accused me not loving him anymore and of that he would never have a new mom. It was a truly bad week after. I'm not proud of it but I ended up actually spanking him he was so out of control. That was something I had never done before." Brant finished with a sigh. "Well I feel that spanking can be a useful tool sometimes but it should be done sparingly so when a boy does get spanked he understands that he has pushed the situation beyond acceptable and deserves to be punished. Not like some parents who spank their kid for everything they do." Derek added. "Yes I agree." Brant responded. "So let's discuss curriculum first." Brant and Derek launched into a discussion for about a half hour on Home School programs and what one to use and how to find the level that would be best for Skip. By now Derek had gone soft again and was able to uncross his legs. "Let's move onto the practical issues of day to day life." Brant started. ""You know how clever Skip can be and he tries to push the boundaries whenever he can. The classroom has to be a classroom where you are the authority and you control what is happening. Now I don't mean you have to be a hard ass bully with strict discipline. I think there is plenty of room to be both a teacher in control and a friend who he wants to be with." "I agree." Derek nodded. "But don't you think there will have to be some clear cut boundaries of who is in charge and when. Otherwise he is smart enough that he will try to work us against each other so he maybe doesn't have to study so hard and turn the whole experience more into just a vacation." "I think you hit the nail on the head with that." Brant chuckled. "He was always trying to manipulate me and my wife against each other to get what he wanted. I would suggest that when you are in the classroom that you are the authority and what you say goes. After all it's not like if he was in regular school that I would have the right to go into a class and take over. I have to respect the boundary that we will set up. When class is in session you rule, rather it be in the classroom or if you're outside enjoying the weather. If I am around then I will be expected to follow the rules also. If you are doing something that I wonder why or maybe even disagree with, I will have the respect to not call you on it in front of Skip so he sees conflict between us. I will wait till later and then I can raise my concern and we can discuss it. Of course the flip side of that coin is when out of class you will not interfere with my parenting ways. If you feel there is something that should be done different then you have the respect to first think thru if it is something you feel you really have the right to discuss with me and then second do so out of Skip's earshot" Derek was nodding his head in agreement. "So if I walk into a room and find you spanking Skips naked ass with a belt and he's crying and bawling and I think that is too harsh I should just hold my tongue and let you finish. Then talk with you later about my concerns regarding belts versus hand or paddle." Brant's eyes drifted away from Derek as if lost in thought. Derek was sure he saw Brant's bulge get a little bit bigger then he laughed. "Well I doubt that would happen but yes that would be right. A belt on that cute little butt." Brant said with his voice going softer. "I don't think he would like that at all." "Let's go look at the room." Brant stated with his voice returning to normal. Brant stood up and Derek could see that Brant had indeed chubbed up as his shorts were pushed out more than before. Derek could also tell now that Brant was free balling under the shorts. "Is there a bathroom I could use first?" Derek requested. "Sure right here." Brant pointed to a room right next to the office. "I'll meet you in the kitchen when you're done." Derek popped into the bathroom and did need to take a quick pee. But then he decided to take off his underwear and free ball it as well. Getting his pants back up and buckled he left his shirt tucked in but unbuttoned it the rest of the way exposing more of his chest and his taught stomach if he moved his torso in the right ways. Walking down the hall he saw Brant leaning back against the kitchen counter and this caused his crotch to jut out more. "Since we were talking about spanking." Derek started as he walked into the room. "We should discuss discipline and how I should handle bad behavior." Brant stayed leaning against the counter and just turned his head to face Derek. "Such as I obviously would have the right to scold him if he doesn't follow instruction, but let's go to an extreme. You hear Skip crying and walk into the classroom to see me sitting on a chair with my shirt off and bare chested. Skip is laying naked across my lap and I am paddling his little ass with a wood paddle. Skip is as I said crying and he's squirming on my lap as his ass cheeks turn red from the spanking. Between his sobs he's begging me to stop and because he keeps trying to interfere with his hands I am holding them both behind at the wrists with my other hand. You hear me saying I told you to obey and you decided to not listen. I gave you several chances to obey but you refused each time and kept acting out more, so this spanking is for your own good. You only have yourself to blame. You need to learn to obey. And as I'm saying this I keep up a steady hard pace of whacking his naked ass and its getting redder. Not bleeding mind you but it's starting to glow with the redness. You can tell I'm spanking hard because my bare chest is glistening with sweat. Would you stop me and interfere with the authority you gave me or would you wait and ask questions later. Derek got the reaction he wanted. Brant was hard in his shorts and the fabric was pushing out obscenely making Derek again wonder just how big it got when it was hard. "Um, I," Brant stuttered. "I won't stop you but I might ask you as he is being spanked what he did to deserve this." Derek was hard in his pants and it snaked down his pant leg pushing that fabric out. The outline of his hard on was clear. Derek looked into Brant's eyes then down to his out thrust crotch. Brant followed Derek's eyes dropping down to look at himself and saw how his hard on was pushing the shorts out. Brant glanced over and saw Derek's outlined hard on and then glanced up to see that Derek knew he had looked. "Good, I think we understand each other on discipline, let's go look at the room." Derek smiled. Derek rubbed his hand across his hard pant covered cock as he watched that hot ass of Brant's leading the way to the classroom. Derek had no intention of being that hard on Skip but it was good to know Brant's reaction. Brant lead him to a room that was large and empty. Brant walked across the room to open two french doors that led to the outside and some woods beyond. When Brant turned and walked back to Derek it was obvious that he still had a hard on. Not as hard as it had been but still obvious. Derek decided to ignore it for the moment. This is an extra guest room that we used as a play room for Skip when he was younger but now we haven't set it up for use for anything yet. I figured this could be the classroom." Brant explained. "There is enough space that if you wanted you could set up a desk area and a tv/video area and well whatever else you would want. I will outfit the room with anything you fell you want. Now over here is a bathroom." Brant walked to his left and opened a door into a bathroom." "Where does that door go?" Derek asked noticing another door at the other end of the bathroom. "Well actually this is Skip's bathroom and this goes into his bedroom." Brant explained as he opened the door and they found Skip there sitting on his bed naked with a small hard on. "Hi daddy." Skip kinda blushed but didn't cover himself up. Brant just chuckled. "I'm showing Mr. Stanton the room that will be the class room and I was explaining how this bathroom connects thru to yours." As Brant was talking Derek took a quick sweep of the room and it looked typical for a boy his age, same size as the other room with doors going outside. Dirty thoughts were sweeping thru Derek's mind and he absent mindedly rubbed his cock in his pants causing it to grow to full length again. "Did you hire Mr. Stanton daddy? You talk like you did." Skip asked Derek looked over to Brant just as Brant chuckled and looked to him. Derek raised his eyebrows in hope. "Well I guess I have been talking that way haven't I." Brant replied with a sigh. "I guess I kinda decided to offer you the job even before this interview. So Derek if you're still interested the job is yours." At the same time, Derek's face lite up and he extended a hand for a shake as he gushed heck yea and Skip jumped off the bed and threw his arms around his dad's waist in a hug causing him to mash his face against his dad's semi hard bulge. Derek squeezed Brant's hand tight as he saw his eyes bug out at the pressure of his son's face rubbing against his crotch. Derek held on smiling not so much to keep saying thank you but to prevent Brant from pulling his son away from him. Derek could see Brant was getting harder. Then he let go of Brant's hand before it became obvious what he was doing. Brant shuddered and put his hands on Skip's shoulders pulling him away. "Well son we want to make sure you understand that this will be serious business. When you have class you will have to obey Mr. Stanton just like you did at school last year." "I will daddy thank you." Skip enthused. Then he turned to Derek and threw his arms around his waist and hugged him. "I'm so glad you're going to be my teacher and be here in our house every day. I'm sure I will learn so much from you." Derek had turned slightly towards Brant when Skip hugged him so Brant could see that he too had a hard on and Skip was mashing his face against it. Brant looked down and stared at his naked son rubbing his face against Derek's cloth covered cock. Derek let this go on for just a moment when he then removed the clinging child from him. "Your dad and I have more to talk about but I'll see you before I leave." Then he bent down and gave Skip a soft kiss on the lips. He knew it was a dangerous move but felt it could be seen as innocent enough. Skip got a dreamy look on his face from the kiss and Brant smiled at that. Derek turned to go back to the other room and Brant followed. Closing the bathroom doors behind them, they now stood in the soon to be classroom, silently. Derek was studying Brant and Brant seemed lost in thought. "We should address the elephant in the room." Derek said finally breaking the silence. Brant snapped out of his thought and looked to Derek then looked down at his crotch and back to Derek. Derek let out a laugh. "I'm sure that probably is like an elephant trunk but that's not what I meant. Brant got a perplexed look on his face then realized what Derek meant then laughed. "What I mean." Derek continued. "Is the issue of nudity?" Since he seems to go naked all the time as you say, do we let him go naked in class or what? What do you want dress code to be?" Brant stayed silent for a few moments then exclaimed. "You know what? That falls under classroom time and you are the authority in the classroom so you get to decide what the proper dress code is in the classroom." Brant seemed smug with having been able to delegate that responsibility. Derek cocked his head and looked at Brant. "So you're saying that if I decide the dress code for the classroom is total nudity for everyone. Student, teacher and anyone else in the room, then you're okay with that?" Brant sighed and looked down for a moment then with some new found resolve or just wanting to avoid the issue said. "As I said you are the authority in the classroom and what you say goes. Now let's go back to my office and I will give you a copy of the contract to look over." Derek looked at Brant a sec. "Before I sign a contract I want to make sure we understand each other. You are the authority outside the classroom and I will never interfere with your authority. But I am the authority in the classroom and you may question me later but at any given moment you will not interfere with my authority and that also means that anyone." Derek stressed the word anyone. "In the classroom is expected to follow my instructions without question at that time." "Yes." Brant replied with a little less bravado in his voice. "And furthermore, when I say classroom that doesn't limit it to just this room. If it is class period and I have moved class to the kitchen or the backyard or somewhere else, the authority still stands." "Okay. Sure." Brant nodded. "I also want to lay down one rule up front. If you come to the classroom and find the door closed then you don't interrupt us unless it's an emergency. If the door is open then you may announce yourself at the door and request permission to enter. Once you are in the classroom you may leave only after you have asked me to be excused. I want Skip to fully understand that I am boss during class." Derek looked Brant straight in the eye but perceived that Brant rubbed his hand across his crotch adjusting himself. Derek wondered if domination was something that turned Brant on. He wanted to look down and see if his cock was hard and bulging those shorts of his, but he knew he needed to maintain eye contact. If Brant had looked down he would have seen that Derek was again hard in his pants. Brant cleared his throat. "Yes I understand and agree, but you must understand that all of that also applies to me as the complete authority when class is out of session and my authority extends to anyone in the house." Derek smiled. "Absolutely. Let's sign a contract. All the papers had been signed and they discussed the finer details of furniture and classroom supplies and placed an order for everything on line. It was now 3 in the afternoon. They had taken a break for lunch and sat outside on the patio. Skip was naked of course and Brant didn't make him get dressed. Derek pulled off his shirt completely and sat in the warm sun. Derek noticed Skip openly look over his smooth swimmers build with a flat stomach and two brown fat nipples. Derek always wished they were bigger but most guys were impressed once he dropped his pants and he took satisfaction in that. Derek also noticed that Brant had scoped him out also, but was more discreet about it than his son. Brant ended up taking his tank off also and both men stayed shirtless the rest of the day. Derek knew he could probably manipulate Brant and Skip into a sexual situation but also knew that Brant was on the fence right now. He didn't want a one day thrill only to have Brant regret it after and take the job offer away. He knew he could conquer Skip easily but he wanted more, he wanted to draw Brant into this and that would be a slower process. Derek was willing to wait as he spun his web, if it meant having both a dad and son in his grasp.