Date: Fri, 11 Nov 2011 15:24:05 -0500
From: Brock Derek <slammycockinyourass85@gmail.com>
Subject: Slutty Little Boy: Part 2 - The Teacher

This is a work of pure fiction and fantasy involving a consensual sexual
relationship between a 10 year old boy and a 42 year old man. Any likeness
to individuals living or dead is a coincidence and unintentional. Do not
steal this story or use it without the author's permission. You must be of
legal age to view the following sexually explicit material.

Email: slammycockinyourass85@gmail.com

This is the second story in a series about a slutty little 10 year old boy
named Mac. The stories will always be told from the point of view of the
older man.

*The Teacher*

It was my fifth year teaching fourth grade and I was really getting tired
of it. The strange, upsetting early years of one's childhood tended to
bring out the worst lack of respect for authority known to man. The
screaming fits, the violent fights over stupid and pointless things, the
constant nagging and criticizing from the school board and parents.....I
was really starting to lose my once young and handsome looks. My hair was
thinning and my belly became more round. My eye sight was getting worse and
worse, and I had to get new glasses with a stronger prescription every
couple of years. Maybe it was because I was 42 and single and virtually
never got laid, but I was tense all the time. The children put me on edge
the most.

After what seemed like a very brief summer vacation, I was back in the
classroom, reluctantly ready to begin discussing fractions and decimals and
prefixes and suffixes......

My classroom was very dim, only lit by florescent lights. I had no windows
because the classroom was in the middle of the building. A small teacher's
office was connected to the front of the classroom next to the blackboard.
My desk sat at the front of the room, with all of the student's desks
facing me. The door to the hallway was set in the back of the room on the
left side. It had a small window about eye level, and that was the only
view outside of the classroom. I could almost feel the walls moving in on
me once again, and my claustrophobia kicked in. This was not going to be an
easy school year, I could already tell.

My outlook changed when I met Mac. He was a typical, overly-masculine
American white 10 year old boy, shorter than the other kids, and a little
thick. His broad shoulders hung over his small torso, leading to  hips, and
a big bubble butt that protruded out from his otherwise small frame,
resting on short legs. His clothes were a little shabby and a lot of times
too big for him. He had beautiful blue eyes that turned to slits when he
smiled or laughed. His short, messy brown hair sat lightly on his head. His
face was very handsome for such a young boy. It was something in the way he
looked at me that really made me notice.......

It really seemed like he was flirting with me sometimes. I know, I know,
he's a 10 year old boy and he can't even know how to flirt or even
understand what flirting accomplishes, but it's the way he talks to the
better-looking boys in the class when he knows I'm watching, the way he
leans over their desks and sticks out his round butt that is barely
contained in his little jeans, the top of his smooth, hairless crack
barely sticking out from the edge of the waistline.......

Then I would remind myself that Mac was a child, and that he was doing all
this unintentionally. It was my occasional fantasy to explore his beautiful
little body, and that's what it would remain; a fantasy.

He sat in the front row directly across from my desk. He read a lot and was
very good at English and science, but had a little trouble with math. He
didn't interact with the other children all that often, not really being an
outcast (probably due to his good looks) but not really being the center of
attention either. He kept to himself mostly, and his classmates left him
alone. For the first couple days he went to recess with the other children,
but eventually he started staying in my classroom and reading at his desk
instead. I didn't mind, my only downtime during the school day was the
recess period. I would just sit at my desk and grade papers quietly while
Mac quietly read books.

One day in the late summer, during one of those recess periods where I sat
quietly at my desk while Mac sat across from me looking down at a book, I
heard a strange sound. A rustling, almost. I looked up from the test I was
grading and noticed Mac's right hand was down at his crotch. His arm seemed
to be moving around. Was he touching himself?

"Mac, what are you doing," I asked, staring at his face.

"Sorry, Mr. Harris," he said abruptly, yanking his right hand away from his
crotch.

"Were you touching yourself, Mac?" I asked, continuing my stare.

He blushed and looked down. "I'm sorry, Mr. Harris. I got on the Internet
last night and I looked at this video of a man licking another man's penis
and I can't stop thinking about it."

I was stunned at his candor. This innocent looking 10 year old boy was
describing watching gay porn and being turned on by it. I was speechless
for a moment.

"There's a time and a place for thinking about those kind of things, and
acting upon them," was all I could think of to say back.

"Okay, Mr. Harris. I'll try not to think about it anymore," he said
sincerely.

I left the subject alone after that, and the day went on normally.

The next day during the recess period, I noticed Mac fondling himself again.

"Mac?" was all I had to say.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Harris," he said almost painfully, "but I can't stop
thinking about it. My penis gets really stiff and I think all these dirty
things in my head," he trailed off, all the while continuing to stoke his
little cock through his pants.

"Have you tried masturbation? Touching yourself?" I asked.

"Yeah. But I still want more. I want to lick a man's penis. I want to make
a man feel good. It's all I think about," He kept stoking almost
desperately.

"You think like a grown-up, Mac," I replied, smirking.

"Can I lick your penis, Mr. Harris?" he asked.

This was an opportunity I could not pass up. This slutty little boy is
throwing himself at me. There would be no harm as long as it was
consensual. Just some light fondling and licking, that would be it. These
children had me so tense all the time and it had been so long since I had
gotten off with the help of someone else.......

I said nothing and rose from behind my desk. I walked to the side of the
classroom, locking the door, and then returning to my desk. My heart was
thumping in my chest. I was shaking with anticipation and intense arousal.

"Why did you do that, Mr. Harris?" he asked, looking at me, puzzled.

"We can't have anyone walking in while you lick my penis. In fact, no one
can know about this, Mac. I could get into very big trouble. Do you want me
to get into trouble, Mac?"

He shook his head no. "Did you say I could lick your penis?" he asked.

I scooted away from my desk in my chair and settled back, my legs spreading
open wider and my shoulders coming to rest on the back of the chair. I
unzipped my fly. "Come here, Mac," I instructed.

Mac gave a big smile and jumped up from behind his desk. He raced over to
my side. "Get down under the desk," I said, guiding him with my hands onto
his knees beneath my desk and in between my legs. I sat up, grabbed the
sides of my pants and underwear and scooted them down to my ankles, and sat
back down. Mac looked in awe as he stared at my seven inch cock that was in
desperate need of attention. I was already fully erect and my cock
was throbbing.

I took his beautiful face into my hands and held the sides of his head. "Be
careful not to have your teeth touch my penis, okay? Just put it in your
mouth and suck on it like a lollipop and stroke it with your hand, like
this," I told him as I gently guided his mouth to my rock hard cock. He
slowly opened wide, and the tip of my cock disappeared into his
eager little boy mouth. I couldn't help but give out a loud moan.

Mac pulled away from my cock suddenly. "Are you okay, Mr. Harris? Did I
touch your penis with my teeth?" he asked, shamefully.

"No, no, no, Mac. I was making a good sound. It means you're really making
me feel good. Now, put my penis back in your mouth...." I reassured him and
went back to guiding his little head back onto my cock.

He took the entire head of my cock and a little bit of the top of my shaft
into his mouth, and I could really feel the warm, wet sensation slide over
my cock. It was wonderful. I moaned again, and this time it encouraged Mac
as he pulled his head up a little bit and then swallowed more of my cock.
The soft insides of his tongue and cheek massaged my aching member.

"Good boy, Mac, you're doing very well for your first time at this," I told
him, watching as his head bobbed up and down on my cock in little
increments. I could feel him smile, even with my thick meat in his mouth.
"Good boy."

He really took to it after 5 minutes or so. He was able to get a lot more
of my cock into his little boy mouth. When he told me his jaw was getting
tired, I told him to rest for a bit and showed him how to jack me off.
After a little teaching, he did quite well, really getting me going again.
I sat back in my chair and just absorbed the pleasure. I could feel the
tension leaving my body in waves as Mac alternated between sucking me and
jacking me off.

At one point, while he was continuing to jack me, he casually asked, "Will
you put your penis in my butt, Mr. Harris?"

I wasn't very surprised by this question. If he had watched gay porn on the
Internet, he would have undoubtedly come across a guy taking it in the ass.
Without raising my head from the back of my chair, I answered, "No. I don't
want to hurt you, Mac, and putting a penis in your butt can hurt a lot."

He seemed disappointed. "Okay," he said, and began to suck me again for a
little while. His head bobbed up and down as I just sat in my teacher's
chair and took in the little boy's blow job with a big grin on my face.

I looked down at Mac and smiled. He pulled his head off my cock and gave me
a big smile. "I'm making you feel good, Mr. Harris?" he asked.

"Oh, yes, Mac, you're making me feel very good."

I glanced at the clock. Shit! We only had 5 more minutes before they call
the kids in from recess. I went into panic mode.

"Okay, Mac, you're gonna learn how to get a man to cum quickly." I showed
him how to lube up my cock with his little boy spit and then jack me off
with a persistent pace. He eventually really did a great job. My orgasm was
building.

"Mac, put your mouth over my penis," I told him as he was jacking me off
and I knew I was about to cum. As he lowered his head, I placed my right
hand behind his head gently and pushed down. I was about to really blow. I
had a lot of pent up anguish that was about to be released down Mac's
throat.

"OH GOD!" I shouted, then quickly quieted myself. My body was convulsing in
my teacher's chair as I held Mac's head on my erupting cock. He gagged and
spit as much as he could but my cum was shooting right down his throat and
I was making him take it. When the squirting finally stopped, I let Mac
raise his head up. I grabbed his chin and shut his mouth.

"You have to swallow my cum, Mac. That's what's going to make me feel
really good," I told him, looking straight into his watery eyes. He
swallowed and I watched my load fall down his throat. "Good boy. You're
gonna make a great little mouth slut for me during recess."

I grabbed some Kleenex from a drawer in my desk and cleaned off Mac and my
cock before pulling my pants back up. Less than 30 seconds later, Mac's
classmates filed back into the classroom. I gave Mac little winks for the
rest of the day during my lessons, and he gave me a huge smile back.

The next day at recess, Mac was very eager to get under my desk and unleash
my cock. He sucked and slurped like an expert cock-sucker until I came in
his mouth and he swallowed the whole load. After about a week of him
sucking me daily, he was getting me to cum within 2 or 3 minutes. He kept
asking if I would put my penis in his butt, but I kept declining. As nice
as it would be to bury my cock deep in his bubble butt, I was happy with
his little boy mouth on my dick, and he was getting so good at it! What a
little slut this boy was.

Days turned into weeks, and my mood changed drastically. I was much more
upbeat, the interactions with my students became more positive, and it was
because Mac was sucking my cock like a little slut 5 days a week.
Occasionally, we couldn't do it because of teacher meetings and other
bullshit. But on a normal day, at recess time, he was under my desk, head
bobbing up and down. I would sit in my chair, pants around my ankles, hands
behind my head, moaning soft groans and then unloading in his mouth.

Then, one day, it was as if he was insatiable. He gobbled my cock like a
grown man would while he stared into my eyes from time to time, drove me
right to the edge of an orgasm, then abruptly stopped. He began to slowly
jack me at a very slow, agonizing pace.

"My neighbor, Mr. Smith, he put his penis in my butt over and over
again last night, and it felt really good. He sucked me, too, and now I
know why you enjoy it so much. I want you to put your penis in my butt now,
Mr. Harris. It's gonna make you feel really good," he explained, all the
while slowly moving his little hands up and down my extremely hard cock.

I was so turned on at the fact that Mac got fucked by his neighbor last
night, but also jealous. I now wished I had take the little boy's hole for
the first time, but at least I knew I wouldn't hurt him. Mac was a little
slut now, ready to take my cock.

"Get my dick really wet, Mac," I told him, and he did as he was told,
slurping on my cock for a little bit.

"Take off your pants and underwear." He stood up from underneath my desk
and did as instructed.

"Sit on my lap, but face me," I said. He eagerly climbed up my chair,
positioning his legs so he was straddling me, my hard cock pressing into
his fat hairless butt cheeks.

"Now, sit on it and put it up there," I said. He sat up a little,
positioning my cock with his little hand, lining it up with his little pink
hole. And slowly, my cock began to disappear into pure ecstasy, between
those fat cheeks, up into Mac's awaiting butt hole. The feeling was
incredible, almost too much to bare. His ass was so tender and soft and
warm. I reached down and cupped his fat white cheeks with my hands. He had
taken all of my cock now, his little dick was erect and pointing out over
my shirt and tie, my pubes enveloping his groin.

I began to fuck him, moving my hips back and fourth as his ass moved with
me, my cock sliding in and out at a steady rate. "Oh, Mac, you're making me
feel so good....." I told him, massaging his cheeks with my hands. He rode
my cock gently for a good 5 minutes to loosen him up before I decided to
really give it to him.

I grabbed his hips and began bouncing him up and down on my lap, my cock
thrusting in and out of his sweet hole, the chair squeaking beneath us. His
cheeks were slapping against my thighs, giving those smooth mounds some
extra jiggle.

"Oh, Mr. Harris...." Mac began to say as he bounced limply, like a rag doll
being tossed around. My hips started to meet his little body as he slammed
down on my lap. "Mr. Harris, that feels so good...."

"Oh, Mac, you are such a good boy," I told him as I began to thrust harder
and faster, my cock slipping in and out at a furious pace. I knew I was
gonna cum.

I let out another loud "OH GOD!" as I squirted into Mac. My body thrashed
around in my chair from the uncontrollable pleasure of my orgasm. Mac
stayed sitting on my cock, and my arms held him close to my chest, and
looked like he was being taken along for a great ride.

We sat, panting for a moment, my cock still lodged up into him. Then he
descended, and we cleaned up and got dressed.

"Are you going over to your neighbor's tonight?" I asked him.

"Oh yeah. I can't wait for him to put his penis in my butt again," he
answered.

"Well, I think your butt is ready for him," I said with a smile and patted
Mac on the shoulders.

After that, Mac and I would alternate between days where he would get under
my desk and suck me until he swallowed my load and days when I would fuck
him over my desk, or over a student's desk, or up against the blackboard,
or in my chair.......it didn't matter where, just as long as I could slam
into that beautiful round smooth bubble butt, making the little boy moan
with pleasure. Mac had made this the best school year yet. He was my recess
relief, my little slut boy, and I couldn't get enough of him.

COMING SOON: Part 3 - The Police Officer

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