Date: Wed, 26 Nov 2008 11:00:22 -0800 (PST) From: Gloryhole Junkie Subject: Mr.gloryholeJUNKIE's"Timmy Series": Timmy's School Errand "TIMMY'S SCHOOL ERRAND" by: Mr.gloryholeJUNKIE Please be advised that the "TIMMY" collection of stories is intended for an adult male audience. The stories are erotic fiction and should not be confused with or suggest the condonation of any such actual acts or events between boys and men. Timmy was at school one day when, during homeroom period, his third-grade teacher, Mrs. Winston, asked him to run an errand for her. In preparation for a special upcoming event, she wanted all the big ferns and flowering plants in her classroom well-fed. Since he was such a good boy, she entrusted him with all sorts of little duties and errands. So during the middle of her ten a.m. class, she sent Timmy downstairs to ask the school's custodian to mix up a few gallons of fertilized water. Timmy slipped out of Mrs. Winston's bustling classroom, where the other children were studying their Spelling. As he walked along the empty corridor, Timmy could hear his own footsteps echoing. He looked all around at the many colorful projects the classes had hung for display in the hallways for Parent's Night, when the school had an open house for all the students' parents. That special night was coming up in just two more days. He made his way along yet another wide, silent corridor and then down a steep stairwell to the lower level where he would ask Mr. Lenders, the school janitor, to mix up the fertilizer that was always kept locked away in his storage closet. Mr. Lenders was a very tall, lanky man in his late-thirties who was sort of a mystery to most of the kids at school. Few ever talked to him. But since Timmy was entrusted so often with many little errands, he got to know the man better than most any other student at Laine Elementary School. Timmy went down to the first floor where down another long hallway was the janitor's closet and small inner office. He knocked two times but no one opened the door. He called out "Hello?" as he knocked a third time and then opened the door. Mr. Lenders was nowhere in sight. Timmy didn't know what to do so he left the janitorial room and went a bit further down the corridor to a boy's bathroom since he had to pee. He went into the empty room, built just for kids' height and peed at one of the three urinals. As he flushed, he heard a noise behind him. One of the doors of the three stalls was closed. He heard the noise again, a strange muffled, slapping sound, coming from the occupied stall. Being a bright little boy, his curiosity got the best of him. And so Timmy approached the occupied stall very quietly and peeped in through the crack where the door hinges were. His jaw dropped as he saw a man, the school Principal, Mr. Hansen, in sport jacket and tie, sitting on the toilet, his pants down at his ankles. The man sat there with his muscular, hairy legs spread wide as he masturbated furiously. The eight-year-old boy was enthralled as he stared directly in at the forty-nine-year-old man who was playing with his huge and hard penis only a couple of feet away. Timmy held his breath not wanting the man to become aware of him. Of course, the man was fully aware he was being looked at though as he displayed his large adult cock to the peeping lad. The man could easily see the small, shadowy figure of a boy in the doorframe. Although he didn't know or care exactly who it was, he knew it was to one of his little students that he showed his adult masturbation. Mr. Hansen wagged his thick uncut erection and spread his legs wider so the boy could better see his huge hairy scrotum as it hung low between his legs. Timmy still didn't think that the man could possibly be aware he was being peeped in on. After all, an adult man, especially his own school Principal, wouldn't ever do such a thing if he knew that someone, especially a student, was looking. Timmy had a lot to learn about adult men. Suddenly the boy heard a loud clicking noise and looked to his left. There stood the janitor, Mr. Lenders wearing the dark blue jumpsuit he always wore for work. He stood there with a pail on wheels and a mop. As he'd caught Timmy peeping, he had locked the deadbolt on the main door to the boy's bathroom and then put a finger to his lips indicating for the boy to remain silent. Timmy knew he'd been caught but, oddly, Mr. Lenders didn't seem at all mad. The tall janitor quietly leaned the mop against the door and then did something that surprised the third-grader. He squeezed himself in the crotch. Timmy looked between the man's legs and saw a long hard rod snaking down the leg inside the man's jumpsuit. It looked like a big pole as it started to then tent out the front of the man's uniform. Very slowly and silently, the man crept over to the same stall where Timmy was peeping. He was taller than the height of the stall and boldly looked right over it. He didn't seem startled nor did he seem to startle Mr. Hansen in the stall as Timmy could plainly see as he peeped in once again. He looked through the door crack and saw his Principal simply lean back, spread his legs wider and continue to put on his obscene show. Mr. Lenders very slowly unbuttoned the top buttons of his jumpsuit as he looked down at Timmy with a strange, nasty grin. The boy watched as the man exposed a hairy chest and then more and more of his lanky torso. He was wiry and had a light dusting of hair all over his chest and muscular stomach. As the man got to the button exposing his navel, he took a hold of Timmy's right hand and guided it right into his jumpsuit. He led the boy's hand deeper into his jumpsuit until the third-grader was feeling the man's huge erection. It was hot and hard and thicker than a wrist. Mr. Hansen could see what the janitor was doing but wanted a better view. He reached forward and unlatched the stall door, allowing the door to swing open fully. He continued to sit on the toilet, legs spread as he watched the janitor play his game with Timmy. As Timmy's hand dug deeper into the Mr. Lender's jumpsuit, feeling the man's warm, and slightly sweaty low-hung hairy nuts, Mr. Hansen openly wagged his erection at the lad as he commandingly directed the boy to feel the janitor's sex organs. "Do it like that, son. Do whatever the big-dicked man wants." As Timmy stood there with his hand down the man's jumpsuit, the janitor told him to open the rest of the buttons of his uniform. Timmy struggled slightly with the well-sewn industrial buttons but was able to open the remaining four. With each button, the janitor's huge erection revealed itself more and more as it poked and fell out of the open jumpsuit. It was almost as long as the length Timmy's forearm. Seeing the boy was not frightened by what was occurring, the school Principal stood up and joined the janitor in poking their erections in the boy's face. As Timmy held the thick girth of the tall janitor's erection in one hand, Mr. Hansen took the boy's other hand and guided it to do the same to his hairy, drooling uncut erection. Timmy stood in the boy's bathroom masturbating two adult men simultaneously. Mr. Hansen knew Timmy - not well - but knew he was one of the better students in the third-grade. He asked the boy as he was being masturbated by him, "Does your teacher know where you are?" Timmy nodded. He was nervous not by the cocks in his hands so much as by the fact he was feeling his own school Principal's throbbing, thick penis. Mr. Hansen stared at the youngster with an intense leer. This is the reason he'd decided to get into elementary education although such encounters had only been realized a couple of dozen times in his twenty years in school administration. He grasped his fist around Timmy's fist and made the boy squeeze harder on his poundingly thick man dick. "You ever suck a cock before?", the Principal asked of Timmy. Timmy nodded knowing not to lie to such an authority figure. "You have?", Mr. Lenders said with some surprise. "Who?" "My dad", Timmy whispered. "Your dad?", Mr. Hansen echoed with some dirty glee. "You sure about that, son?" Timmy nodded his head. "He put his cock in your mouth?", the Principal asked as if to make certain the third-grader fully understood what it meant to suck cock. Timmy said yes and added that his daddy even shot cum in his mouth. The janitor grinned as he asked, "How long he been having you do that, Timmy?" "Just lately at a park he brought me to", the boy replied. "In a park? Which park?", the Principal asked wanting to know where such antics were occurring. "I don't know the name of it", Timmy said. "It's near a highway and has a forest." The tall janitor pushed his lengthy erection into Timmy's face as he said to the Principal, "His dad must take him to some suck woods...damn...hot." "He have you suck him there? In those woods?", Mr. Hansen asked. Timmy nodded and muttered, "And I suck other men there, too." The janitor patted the Principal on his arm in some sort of mutual congratulations as he said, "I think we've scored big this time with this little guy." "Your dad got you sucking other men in those woods, Timmy?", Mr. Hansen asked, trying hard to make sure the boy understood what he was saying. Timmy again nodded. The janitor then said, "Show me and Mr. Hansen what your daddy has you do...if you're really telling the truth." Mr. Hansen put his thick index finger inside the boy's mouth, his wedding ring glinting under the fluorescent lights. "You let men put their cocks in there...and your daddy's too? We're understanding you right?" "Sure", Timmy said softly. "I like it. Its cool when the warm liquid comes out too." "You like cum?", Mr. Hansen asked. "You like it when men cum in your mouth?" "Yeah, I love that part", Timmy said. "I can prove it." Mr. Hansen and Mr. Lenders looked at one another and had the boy release his grip on their erections. They let their cocks bounce obscenely in Timmy's face. "Then get on these," the tall janitor said. "Show us how good a little guy like you can suck cock." Timmy didn't know which man to suck on first. Mr. Lender's cock was demandingly huge, almost ten inches but Mr. Hansen was his school Principal and he was more nervous about making him angry. The men could see that the boy was worried and confused as to which to suck first so they made it easy on Timmy. Mr. Hansen instructed the boy to open his mouth super wide and Timmy immediately complied. He opened his mouth as wide as possible. "Now stick out your tongue", the Principal added. Timmy promptly shot out his tongue. "That's good", the Principal said. "Real good, Timmy." The two men then pushed their loins closer into the boy's face and each slapped their wide, precum oozing cockheads on Timmy's tongue and then took turns inserting their cocks into his open mouth. Soon Timmy was getting the back of his mouth jabbed by two cocks taking equal turns. Mr. Hansen would then hold the back of Timmy's head as to allow the janitor full access to using his throat. After a couple of minutes, the janitor would grab hold of Timmy's head as to allow the Principal the same fun. Back and forth, the two men shared Timmy's mouth and throat for a solid ten minutes. Mr. Hansen looked up at the clock over the sinks and said, "The third period bell's going to ring in seven minutes. We're going to both cum in your mouth now, Timmy, before the bell rings." The janitor laughed and said, "Always the responsible administrator, eh, Ron?" "Got to get this little guy back to his class", Mr. Hansen added with only some measure of humor. The men sped up their hips' bucking motions as they plowed Timmy's mouth and the boy kept up with each forceful thrust. "This kid's not lying that he's sucked some dick", the lanky janitor said breathlessly as he obviously neared climax. "I'm going to blow seed in that mouth, kid...you sure you like the stuff?" Timmy just answered by gently grabbing the man's huge low-hanging scrotum as he continued to suck the man's erection. "He apparently isn't going to let go till you feed him seed", the Principal stated. "Give the tyke what he wants." The tall janitor's knees bent as he began to ejaculate into Timmy's sucking mouth. He was flooding the kid's mouth in hot reproductive fluids and couldn't get over how the boy just kept sucking and drinking the stuff down. "Drink all the man's semen, son", Mr. Hansen said authoritatively as he watched the janitor's huge erection pump numerous spurts of white cum into the boy's mouth. Wiped out, the custodian withdrew his big banana erection, left all shiny and wet and he watched as the school Principal promptly stuck his shorter but thicker, uncut erection into Timmy's slick, well-lubed throat. "He wants more it seems", Mr. Lenders chuckled as he watched his boss get off the same way he had in Timmy's mouth. "Eat my seed", the Principal muttered sternly as he ejaculated into Timmy's deeply sucking mouth. "Eat it like you do your dads and all those other strangers...you got it, Timmy." The man suppressed a loud moan as he quaked and shivered a bit in orgasm. Never were his climaxes as intense as when he had such an encounter at the school. "Better buckle up, Ron", Mr. Lenders laughed as he buttoned up his jumpsuit quickly. "Bell's going to go off in two minutes. Don't want to get caught with your pants down, now do you?" Mr. Hansen caught his breath as he swiftly wiped his saliva and semen slick shaft with some toilet paper before stuffing his meat back into his dress slacks. "Wash your face and hands", the Principal managed to order Timmy in a winded, low voice. As the janitor made sure no drops of their semen had hit the clean, tiled floor, Mr. Hansen went to the sinks with Timmy. As he washed his hands, he made sure the boy thoroughly rinsed off his face. "Let me look", he then ordered. Timmy had swallowed all the semen the men had shot so he was clean as a whistle and ready to go to his next class. At the very moment Mr. Lenders unlatched the deadbolt lock on the bathroom door, the school's third period bell sounded. It seemed so loud in comparison to the quiet whispering shared among the three of them in the boy's bathroom. In an instant, the corridor was swarming with kids and noise as they went to their next class. Four students raced to the boy's bathroom and passed the janitor as he exited. He wheeled the mop bucket back to his custodian closet acting as if nothing had happened. Two boys saw Timmy with Mr. Hansen as they exited and said, "He must be in trouble." Mr. Hansen said that Timmy was not in any trouble and for them to hurry before they got into trouble for being tardy for their next class. He then had Timmy follow him to his office located near the main entrance to the school. In the outer office was Mr. Hansen's secretary, an older woman with a happy smile who said hello to Timmy. The Principal told her that he had to talk with Timmy for just a moment and to hold any calls. He then escorted the boy into his large office and shut the door. "I'm writing you two notes here, Timmy. One for you to give to your homeroom teacher...Mrs. Winston, right?", he said. Timmy nodded as the Principal pulled out a memo pad with the Laine Elementary School header on it. "Simply, this states that you didn't return to class because I'd asked you to help Mr. Lenders with another project. Give it to her so she knows you didn't just skip town." The man looked up at Timmy with a smile as he said that. He handed the note to the boy and said, "See? You continue to be an exemplary student like you were this morning and I'll always be there for you, son." Timmy looked around the man's massive desk as he began to write a second note and saw a photograph of the Principal with a woman and two college-aged boys on a sailboat. "That's my wife and those are my sons", he explained. "Taken last year off the South Carolina coast. See your daddy's not the only daddy that likes doing those things we do with you." The man then folded and handed Timmy the second note. "And this one I want you to give to your daddy when you get home today." Timmy's stomach dropped. He was afraid he was in trouble after all and that Mr. Hansen was going to tell his daddy that he'd been sucking cocks in the boy's bathroom at school. Mr. Hansen saw the nervous expression on the youngster's face and came around his desk where he tousled the boy's silky blonde hair. "Don't go worrying", the big man said as he leaned against his desk. He then silently took a hold of Timmy's hand and placed it on the bulge in his dress slacks. Guiding the boy's grip, he let Timmy 4squeeze his thick cock through the polyester fabric. "I just want to have a little talk with your daddy when he comes to Parent's Night on Thursday", the Principal said. "See, Timmy, you help me out and I'll help you out." Timmy smiled, showing his missing front tooth as he asked, "Can I get an A in math? I'm not doing real great in that." The End.