Date: Mon, 18 Oct 2004 09:39:22 EDT
From: Wainaker0004@aol.com
Subject: The Wedding Party PArt 6

All usual disclaimers apply.
Compensation claims for sore palms will be ignored!

         Alan was due back to school tomorrow (Tuesday) He decided to go to
the hairdressers and have a fresh look and especially with the holiday coming
up. He had his hair shortened except the front, which was kept longish. He had
it darkened and with gel it was spiked to stick out horizontal at the front.
His mother approved. She had also written a note to have her boy excused PE and
sport for fear of him getting hurt and the trip to be aborted. The real
reason being that he would not have to shower and reveal his shaved cock and balls.


Alan spent a restless night as he tried to save himself for the re-union. In
spit of having a raging hard-on all night he managed little sleep. He had
slept naked all but for the chain around his neck. He showered and shaved the
slight stubble that had now grown around his cock and balls. His school had a
uniform code: Dark grey trousers, White shirt, white socks and black slip on
leather shoes (loafers). The board of governors' deemed blazers to be an
unnecessary expense, as they were not worn in school so were not part of the dress code.
Oddly, there was a stipulation on underwear. Simply because girls had to wear
navy blue knickers, boys had to wear white underpants. Today (as there were
no gym periods) Alan decided he would opt for a pair of his sexy white, thigh
hugging KC style trunks (logo's were banned). One consolation was no ties,
also; shirts did not have to be tucked into trousers and the cuffs could be rolled
back from the wrists, he never wore a wristwatch. Piercings were not allowed,
boys one small earring, girls gold sleepers. Necklaces for both had to be
worn below the collar line. The disadvantage to Alan was, he could not ogle some
of the lovely tight boy arses that were covered by shirttails or for that
matter, show off his own.

The school day had dragged. His mates and some girls had commented on his new
hairstyle. He had handed the note in at the school office.  His only thought
was getting to Australia. He had been daydreaming when. "Alan...Alan"
....he felt a hand on his shoulder. It was the school secretary, Mrs Reeve...
"Alan, you have to report the To the Head of School at 3pm.Ok"...Eh!...Ye...yes...
.miss...sorry. He said gathering himself together. The Maths lesson dragged on.
At 2.55pm his teacher dismissed him for his appointment with the Head of
School. As he walked up to the Heads office he mussed at the thought of the Head's
odd quirk for not allowing pupils to wear their shoes in his office for fear
of causing a traffic lane from the door to his desk on the piled carpet so,
footwear was to be left under the chair outside as were bags and anything else.
If you were in trouble you were to stand in front of his desk and fix your eyes
on a brass washer he had screwed to the wall above and behind his chair. If
not a discipline matter he would motion for you to sit on the special high back
dining chair, the only other chair in his office. He had a long kneehole desk
with grained green leather covering the top and a huge bookcase where he kept
trophies and some old books. There was only one door into the office and a
huge window that gave spectacular views up to the surrounding hills and as his
office was on the top floor of the school the view was uninterrupted. Alan
arrived, sat on the chair and waited. Probably about his trip to Australia and how
good it was of him to give his approval etc..etc...Alan thought to himself as
he heeled his shoes off and placed them under the chair.
            Mrs Reeve came out of the office "Ah, Alan" she poked her head
back into the off "Alan Stone is waiting Mr Miles." As he stood up he heard a
muffled voice from inside the office. She looked down at his shoeless feet
approvingly as she held the door open for him to enter.

       The security lock on the door clanked shut behind him. Mr Miles was
fifty-five, around five feet ten inches tall, balding with a well-trimmed
moustache, he was also quite fit as his slim body showed, he wore a white polo shirt
and pale blue tracksuit bottoms with white socks, no trainers because of the
carpet. "Ah! Alan Stone" "yes sir" Alan replied with a smile (The head of
school was the only teacher addressed as sir the remainder were all addressed as
Mr or Miss)" Sit down" he said motioning to the chair "at least it's not
trouble he thought to himself" The head apologised for his attire as he had a game
of squash to go to after school. "Now this Australia thing, I hope you
appreciate the implications of my approving it for you? You realise it is based on
being educational and there are certain criteria that have to be met? He droned
on for ten long minutes as Alan listened, nodding and replying with yes sir, at
the points he felt he should. "Good that's that sorted then. Alan stood said
thank you sir and made towards the door. As he reached for the latch. Mr Miles
spoke. "Eh, Stone! The boy froze; we have not finished yet. There is a case
of some lost property and a discipline matter.  Alan turned and walked back
wondering what the head could be on about. He stood about three foot from the
desk, fixed his eyes on the brass washer on the wall and clasped his hands in the
small of his back, as was the rule.

He could not see the heads eyes. "Do you know what this is about Stone"? The
boy swallowed. "No sir, I have no idea." He licked his lips nervously. " I
have in my possession an item of lost or...should I say? Found property. He looked
the boy up and down as he spoke; he noticed how the shirt drew tight across
his chest allowing his nipples to stick out and the blue eyes that focused on
the object up on the wall. Alan gave off a nervous shiver as the head stood and
moved around behind him. The head placed a hand on his right shoulder and
gently squeezed it through the thin white material of his shirt. Then with his
knuckles ran them slowly down the boys' spine. Alan's head started to reel
slightly in wonder as to what was going on. Mr Miles now positioned himself in front
of the boy. "I guess you may be wondering what this is about? "Yes sir" Alan
muttered. The head again walked behind the boy, lifted his shirttail and
placed a hand on the boys' right buttock. Alan moved forward in surprise. "Back
where you were boy" Mr Miles said quite sternly." "Sir... but...I" The boy said
with concern in his voice, his throat drying by the second.

Alan moved back to his previous spot. Mr Miles again placed the hand on
Alan's
bum cheek and this time gave it a few gentle squeezes. " You sure you have no
idea what I have brought you here for Stone?" "I...I...don't think so sir"...
..Alan could feel his cock stir as the hand continued to caress his bum cheek.
The head now moved to his desk and sat half on it with one foot on the floor.
"As boys' go young Stone you are quite good looking. How old are you now?"...
.."Fifteen sir" "Well, you know what I would like you to do for me young Stone?"....
.."No...sir" he said trying to concentrate on the wall "Well boy...I would
like you to get undressed" The boy reeled at the heads remark.  "What sir"...
." "You heard me...let's start with your shirt" "I can't do that sir....
..I..why sir?"...."Stop looking at that stupid washer Stone, just look straight ahead"
He obeyed, at least he did not have to keep looking up. Was he hearing
correct? Had the head just told him he wanted him to undress himself there in his
office. "Do I have to convince you as to why you should do as you are told?" The
head said reaching into his track pants pocket, the boy risked a sideways
glance, he went almost numb, flushed and felt his stomach churn. The head had
produced from his pocket a triangular piece of white material with strings
attached to it, some of which were broken. He got up from the desk and stood again
in front of the boy holding up the patch of material that Alan recognised. "
You see son, we saw it all or, most of it anyway" Oh... No...! thought Alan not
his wife, don't say his wife watched us. "Oh... when I say we, I refer to my
dog, she's a Big German Shepherd. I think you saw her didn't you? "Now" he said
rolling the item up and putting it back in his pocket. "Lets get your shirt
off" He proceeded to unbutton the boys shirt from the top, not rushing and
ensuring he made contact with his body as he picked at each little white button.
The boy turned his head from one side to the other not knowing how to deal with
his predicament and more importantly trying not to get hard. The piece of
material was to be his undoing. Unable to contest what was happening to him he
could only give in to the heads demands. The shirt draped open when the last
button was undone. The head felt his cock twitch at the sight of the boys' bare
flesh under the white material. He moved to behind the boy and reaching over his
shoulders pulled the shirt open and back off of them, down the slender back
and left it draped there halfway down. The boy flinched when the heads fingers
touched his bare flesh, he breathed more heavily as the mans fingers ran up
and down his spine then to linger at the nape of his neck to massage it for a
while, the tips of the fingers running through the short hair. All this time the
boy was fighting the unwanted feeling in his cock and balls. The head moved
to the boys' front and gazed at the exposed young chest where the pectoral
muscles were forming two breasts, on down to the firm flat stomach which moved in
and out with each heavy breath the boy took. Alan gasped as the first of his
nipples was touched, brushed by the back of the heads hand then rolled between
finger and thumb.
 "Please sir...please...I...ooooooooooh" "From what I saw in the forest
you seemed to like this and... This" as he moved the other hand over the boys
bare stomach..."ooooooooh.sir...but......ooooooooh" The other nipple was now
assaulted. "You stay put exactly as you are and don't dare move" The boy was
not prepared for the next move. The head placed his right hand on the front of
his trousers and proceeded to rub and massage him through the dark grey
material." Put your head back and look up to the ceiling while I do this to you "
The boy obeyed and in doing so he realised his hips were pushed forward making
him push into the teachers hand. This assault drew oooooo's and aaaah's from
the boy to the point that he asked the head to stop. Unable to keep his hands
together behind him the shirt had fallen down to the floor leaving his upper
body totally naked. When the head was satisfied that he had the boy aroused he
moved back to his desk. The boy now looked to his front again as the head
enjoyed watching his young body pulse from his caressing knowing the boys' cock was
hard in his trousers. "Now, Take your trousers off" "Sir....please...no...please
don't." "Take your trousers off! and when you have, kick them to one side
with your shirt. Mr Miles watched as the boy reluctantly unfastened the little
clasp at the waistband of his trousers then the fingers as they drew down the
zip and let them fall to his ankles. He stood up when the boy had finally kicked
them off over his feet, straightened up and stood in front of him now in just
his white socks and unofficial white trunks underwear. "So" said the head
"what are these that you are wearing? What underwear should you be wearing
Stone?" Mr Miles was not really concerned about the boys" underwear, whatever this
boy wore he was pure sex. "Well! I am waiting" "Underpants sir" "and what kind
of underpants Stone"? White underpants sir" "Then why are you wearing these"?
He said putting two fingers into the waistband at the side and running them
round to the boys' stomach then back and forth allowing his fingers to rub the
boys flesh as he did so. He walked around the boy drinking in the site of his
near naked state, looking at the way the white trunks hugged the tanned slender
thighs and buttocks and the way they drew tight across the front showing the
definite outline of the swelling boy cock and balls that they covered. The
white sports socks complimenting them and making this boy even more sexually
appealing. His next command was for Alan to kneel up straight on the chair side on
to him. When he did the head sat on his desk and admired the scantily clad
boy. Drinking in the gentle curves of the boy, his fine face, down over his
chest to where the rib cage ended above the flat stomach and slim waist, the tight
firm buttocks and definite bulge in the front of the white trunks on down his
thighs to the knees that pressed into the chair cushion then along the tense
calf muscles to his feet clothed by the white socks. The head then told him to
reach behind himself and remove the socks. In doing so he had to twist and
stretch causing his body to draw even tighter. Without waiting to be told he
tossed them on top of his trousers. "Now, hands behind your head Stone"
Tentatively he obeyed as the head moved in front of him again. He writhed and tried to
pull away from the fingers that now twisted his nipples. They continued even
as the head moved behind him. The boy could feel the heads warm breath on his
back as he stood so close to him, then he felt what could only have been the
teachers cock pushing into his back as the hands were placed on his flat stomach
and he was pulled into the strong body. The head then whispered in the boys
ear "Now the final item and you will be naked for me" The thumbs grazed his
hips slightly as they entered either side of the waistband and slowly drew the
white material down his thighs. The front of the trunks dragged on his hard
cock. The head let out a moan as the boys firm naked buttocks came into view.
"Ohhhhhhh...very nice" he uttered as he pushed the trunks forward and down to
release the boys trapped cock. He heard a light slap as the boys' cock snapped back
up against his stomach. Instructing him to raise his knees he was able to pull
the trunks down and off over the boys feet. He stood back to admire and drink
in the naked youth kneeling on the chair. Unable to contain himself any
longer he moved to a position where he could see the boys erect cock. Oh fuck! He
thought to himself as for the first time he saw the boys five inch cock close
up. It pointed straight out from his hairless groin, the foreskin drawn halfway
down its head that glistened with pre cum that had oozed from the excited
flesh. Totally his, to do with as he wished. The full ball sack below it keeping
it in its horizontal position. He tried to reason with himself as he continued
to ogle the naked body. Shit! He thought, I am a schoolteacher, what am I
doing? At that point it all became too much for him. He stood directly in front
of the boy and looked into his blue eyes, the bent arms jutting from behind his
head, the proud nipples on each firm breast. He let his right hand drop. It
felt like satin. The soft young skin of the boys cock, smooth and hairless in
his fingers. The boy bent forward slightly at first contact drawing back from
the hand but moved back upright again as it began to slide along his shaft. The
head watched the boys face grimace as with a finger and thumb he took the
foreskin and slowly, teasingly drew it back and forth over the head.
 "Please sir...I.....it...ooooooh.....nooooooooooooh...I... ...
..pleeease....ooooooooooh.  The boy was now in erotic agony as his cock was wanked. Each
time the foreskin was drawn back he could feel it stretch as it neared the
thickest part of his cock head and then he let out a long gasp when it was drawn
painfully off the head and held behind the swollen glans. He stretched his
body upward, jerked and writhed his hips to try and escape from the hand that
relentlessly wanked his cock. The teachers' left hand now cupped the full ball
sack and felt its smoothness. He almost came when he felt the link through the
boys' balls. The boys' pre cum started to dribble from the slit at the head of
his cock and coated the invading fingers. Mr Miles' own cock now pressed
urgently inside his tracksuit trousers. He released the boys' cock and in thirty
seconds flat he removed them and the shirt. Alan still clasping his hands
behind his head looked down at the heads throbbing cock, it was at least eight
inches of throbbing flesh and around three inches in circumference. His body was
very hairy, with a thick bush of dark hair around and up the base of his cock
and balls. He pulled back the foreskin letting out a gasp as it slipped over
the head and behind the glans. A thumb dabbed at the pre cum that oozed from the
slit. The thumb then moved up to the boys' lips where it began to coat them
with his and the boys fluid. Alan parted his lips allowing the thumb pressing
at them to enter his mouth and deposit its coating inside, unable to resist the
pungent fluid he sucked at it with a lustful passion while his own cock and
balls were assaulted again by the heads' hand. It ended as suddenly as it had
begun. The head stopped his assault and watched the panting boy as he fought
all the emotions going through him while still trying to keep his hands clasped
behind his neck. His body ran with sweat, his cock was rampant and twitching
as it oozed threads of pre cum. He had the boy lower his hands, bend down and
forward with his buttocks thrust upwards. The heads cock swung around in mid
air as he walked to his desk and retrieved a jar of lubricant from a drawer. The
way the boy leant forward naturally parted his firm arse cheeks displaying to
Mr Miles his smooth hairless sphincter. The view of the slightly stretched
boy hole mesmerized him. His left hand reached between the boys legs and took
hold of the gold link which he gently tugged and twisted causing Alan to emit a
long gasp, also to reach down and hold onto the legs of the chair to stop
himself from falling forward.

          The boy sucked air through his teeth as the fingers slowly worked
the lubricant around his sphincter and slowly started to probe into him
oooooooooooooooooh.. nghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...
aghhhhhhhhhhhhhh.sirrrrrrrrrrrr..nooooooooooooooohhhh the boy moaned and groaned as the finger slowly worked its way into
him stretching the tiny puckered muscle ever wider. A second finger now entered
him. Even in his state of ecstatic pain he realised how his hole had tightened
up in the short time since he was last invaded by Dan and Steve. The fingers
started moving in and out with increased vigour. "Do you like this boy?"
"Sir.ooooooooooooooooooooohh pleeeeeeeeeeeeease.....oh....oh....oh" was all he could
utter as his body rocked back and forth in time with the thrusting fingers.
Slowly the fingers became gentle and less invasive until they withdrew from him.
The boy relaxed his body and slumped down still bent forward. Then, from the
corner of his eye he saw the heads hairy legs move along side him and stop
astride in front of him. The hand, which now had his own juices on, took the
front of his hair and lifted his head up. The boy knew what was about to happen.
He watched as the teacher smeared his oozing pre cum over the bulbous cock
head. "Noooooooooooooooh..mmmmppphhhhhhhh" any oral noises were stifled as the
thick cock pushed at his lips, past his teeth and into his mouth. Slowly, the
head started a rhythm with his hips and with each thrust pushed further into the
warm moist cavern. Knowing that the boy could not swallow his large cock he
withdrew when his cock touched the back of his throat. The teacher continued to
slowly face fuck the boy. He held the boys head with both hands as he gently
drew his cock out and then slowly pushed back into the hot mouth. The dragging
sensation of the boys lips clamped onto his thick shaft drove him wild. His
whole body shuddered as after several minutes he withdrew his saliva-coated
cock. The boys own cock stuck out from his body from which the pre cum now oozed,
causing a thread to hang from the slit at its tip. The boy gasped for breath
as the teacher let go of his head and let out a groan as the fingers again
twisted and tweaked his nipples. The head drew his own foreskin right back then
instructed Alan to lick his thick shaft as one hand continued the assault on his
nipples. The boy lapped at the pre cum and saliva that ran down the length of
flesh held to his face, his tongue tip flicked at the glans and cum oozing
slit at its tip. After some minutes the cock was again pushed at his mouth. It
felt even thicker this time as his lips were forced to turn inside his mouth
and press painfully against his teeth, he stretched is small mouth as wide as he
could to gain relief. His lips were drawn in and out with each push and pull
of the hot wet cock. He saw the teachers body tense up and then heard a deep
groan just before the first volley of warm cum was released into his mouth and
struck the back of his throat. He could not taste it yet as what was in his
mouth ran straight down his throat and into his body. Only when the cock was
half withdrawn from his mouth did he feel and taste the slightly salty fluid that
pulsed from the invading cock. The two strong hands again held either side of
his head firmly as slowly the hips stopped thrusting. The cock was still firm
when it was drawn out of his mouth drawing cum and saliva with it. The head
handled his cock again as he wiped the fluids over the boys lips, chin and
cheeks causing his skin to glisten. When the head had regained his composure he
looked at the boys own cock that had dribbled pre cum down onto his own slender
thighs. The head walked to his desk, his half erect cock swinging as he moved.
>From the drawer he removed a small clear jar, removed the screw lid and
placed it on the desk. He moved back to the naked, panting boy and offered the jar
to him. The boy looked puzzled as he took the jar from the teacher. The head
leaned back against his desk and drank in the young naked body he had just face
fucked. "Stone" "yes sir" the boy replied in a tired voice. "That jar"...
..Use it....put your cum in it,..wank yourself slowly. I have never seen a boy
wank before so...nice and slow for me and do it with your left hand and make
sure to pull the skin right up and back each time". He watched the boy assault
his own five-inch cock knowing that the use of his left hand would take him even
longer to cum. He loved the way the boy was drawing the foreskin up and down.
He moved to behind the boy and caressed both his tight buttocks to intensify
his already sexed up body. The boy let out a stream of oohs and ahhhs and
whimpers then throwing his head back and gasping, a copious amount of cum spurted
into the jar, at least eight strong jets flew from his slit, he was made to
continue to wank himself painfully until he ran dry. When allowed to stop the
head took the jar, placed the lid on it and put it on the desk.

           The boys' knees ached as he obeyed Mr Miles and climbed off of the
chair. His body was flushed and sweating from his excretions. Watching the
boy wank himself and cum into the jar had fired the teacher up again. Alan had
noticed that the thick cock was again almost erect. The head took the boy by
the arm and led him to the desk.....please sir....I.....I...can..t. His pleading
was halted as he was bent over the desk, the leather top was cold against his
hot upper body as it lay prone on the desk, his head to one side. He felt the
heads bare foot kick his ankles directing him to part his legs. His hands
grasped the opposite edge of the broad desktop stretching out his five foot five
inch body in a 'Y' position. The head parted the boys small tight bum cheeks
and again toyed with his hole, he applied more lubricant and fingered it
gently. The boys' moaning made him become rougher with his finger, now pushing to
the hilt each time it went into his body. Every few thrusts the tip would toy
with his prostate for a few seconds drawing even more noises from the stretched
out youth. After being stretched for five long minutes by a second finger the
boys' bum cheeks were forced apart. The finger fucking had helped but, when
the head of the thick cock started to enter him he shook and screamed through
his teeth. A strong hand placed in the middle of his back held him down, the
other hand guided and eased the thick flesh slowly into the boy. The thick cock
was tight in the boy. Both the strong hands took hold of a buttock each. A long
muffled scream poured from the boy as his buttocks were pulled wide apart and
his hole forced open. The thick cock went straight into him, right up past
his prostate and into his belly. His own hard cock and balls slammed into the
edge of the desk with each thrust as he was ploughed up. It took almost twenty
hard, full thrusts when the heads juices spurted into his belly. The head
collapsed exhausted along the boys' back occasionally thrusting as if in his death
throws. Cum trickled down between the boy's thighs as the relaxed cock was
pulled out of him. "You are one sexy boy Stone" said the head as he ran his hands
up and down the boys' prone body and paying special attention to his arse
cheeks. "Your uncles are going to have you for six weeks".....Alan hung on the voice
..."Still, I have at least got you until Friday!" Fear struck the boy " You
will come and see me after school for the next three days....now get up from the
desk". The front of his thighs were red and marked from pressing into the
desk, his cock and balls ached to cum despite the pain. The teacher opened a door
to the side of the desk. It was a small private shower room "You can get in
and shower, use the blue towel, two minutes and don't wank off". The naked boy
muttered "sir" and entered the little room. The head had dressed again and
placed the boys discarded clothes on his desk by the time the boy exited the
shower still drying his hair with the blue towel, his cock was just semi erect. He
watched in silence, lecherously as Alan dressed and spiked the front of his
hair. "Just one last thing to do" said the head with a grin on his face "You
need to go and see matron in her office" He picked the half filled jar up from
the desk and held it in his left hand. "I bet you feel good now after that
shower Stone, don't you?" The boy looked at the head...Yes sir...thank...you"...As they
moved to the door the boy suddenly found himself with his back pressed against
the wall. The head pressed his right hand into the boys' groin.
"Pleeeeeeeease sirrrrrrrr.....ooooooooooooooohhh nooooooogghhhhhhhhh. The head began to
massage his aching cock and balls and when he had the boy hard he snapped open his
trousers and pushed his hand inside his underwear. Grasping the boys cock he
wanked him inside his clothes....oooooooo
Oooooh sir please don't...please.. I...I'm....cummingoooooooooohh...noooh. As
soon as he had the boy at the point of orgasm he pulled his hand out allowing
him to cum. He stood back and watched knowing the implications for the boy
having cum inside his clothes. How it would run down between his legs and stain
his underwear and the wetness he would feel while walking home also maybe cause
a stain in the front of his trousers. He made the boy do his trousers up and
even though he was still coming down from orgasm to go into the corridor. Alan
put his shoes on before they headed to the matron's office. With his cock
still hard he found it uncomfortable to walk much to the heads' delight. They
arrived at the office, which was entered through a small treatment room that was
windowless. She looked like a matron, big, old and ugly in her nurses style
uniform. "Ah matron" She greeted the head as expected "Young Stone here is off to
Australia for six weeks" Alan watched as he offered her the jar "Prior to
going he has to take some high protean supplement " The boy looked at the head in
disbelief. "It has to be taken daily and a fresh supply will be provided each
time, I have been told that the contents of the jar have to be taken a
teaspoon at a time and to activate it each spoonful must be swirled around the mouth
and gargled before swallowing so, you will realise that you will need to
administer it yourself. Is that ok matron?" She replied with a reassuring yes. The
head waited and watched as, with the boy sat on the examination couch the
matron fed him the first of eight teaspoons of his own cum which he swirled in
his mouth, gargled and swallowed. The head also delighted himself knowing that
the cum in the boys underwear would be running down between his legs. "Oh one
final thing matron" the boy seems to have a problem down below perhaps you
could take a look before he goes?" Alan shot a glance of disbelief at the head who
smiled a knowing smile and left him to the embarrassing fact that she was
going to see his cum covered boy cock and underpants.....To be continued


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