Date: Sat, 25 Jun 2011 13:04:49 +0100 (BST) From: Mr. D Subject: What was I thinking, part nineteen This story contains graphic sexual scenes between males. If material of this nature offends you then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most states you are not allowed to read this story by law. This story is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to person's living or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental. The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it has been posted, without the consent of the author. Dionyssos Dionyssos00@yahoo.no (that is Dionyssos, and `zero-zero' at the end) What was I thinking, part nineteen Stanly had not been able to focus much at his work this Friday. His head was spinning with love and horny stories. He had decided to tell the head master about his sexuality, but had to wait for an appointment. He had to endure until lunch before the Headmaster had an opening in his busy schedule. He only had one class before that so he was left to his thoughts. He tried very hard not to think about what Frank had told him about him about his son John. The images in his head turned him on so much he would not be able to get his cock down for class. That would not fare well with the administration. But all Stanly's efforts were wasted. His mind drifted and he could see John suck Mr. Davidson's cock, his young and horny mouth working hard to please. In his mind he changed places with Mr. Davidson and enjoyed the feeling of his best looking student blowing him. By the time he caught himself it was way too late. WHAT WAS HE THINKING! He had a boner ready to explode and pre-cum was making his boxers all wet. He really needed to do something about that. He did not want to stand in front of the Headmaster with a full erection while telling him that being gay and a PE teacher would not be a problem. His class had been over half an hour ago. He still had almost one and a half hours to go before his destined meeting. His office was far away and isolated so he dropped his jeans to his ankles and began rubbing his cock right there. ************ John and Dave were having a relaxed time at school. They did the minimum of what was required to get through the day. The class before lunch was English, but that turned out to be cancelled. The teacher had fallen ill and the school had not been able to get hold of a sub. It gave Dave and John some extra time to talk about what had been going on lately. They had advanced from fooling around with hands and mouths, to fucking. Not only had they done so to each other, they had both been fucked by Dave's dad. While talking about the subject in low voices they soon had a problem hiding their cocks. "I can't believe that dad pissed in you John" "Nether can I, really. But if he wants to do it to you I can recommend it! In all my life I never felt anything so good" "All your 14 years John?" "Yeh-yeh. I know we are only 14, but we seem to have attracted a crowd older than that. Have you ever felt that what we have been doing is wrong?" "I guess fooling around with you and Steve never felt wrong. I loved it and I still do. First time I gave Dad a blow job was great, but I can't really say I think it is wrong. I know it would be hell if others found out, but I am determined to enjoy myself. I envy you though. You don't need to worry about your mother catching you with your dad's cock up your butt" John laughed at that and Dave joined him. Their childlike laughter echoed down the corridor. They had been wondering around indoors and concentrating more on keeping their voices down that where they were going. When they looked around they found themselves at the far end of the school just by the doors to the gym. There was no class in progress so the hallway was all quiet. "John?" "Yes Dave?" "I wonder whet a PE teacher does when he is not in class?" "I guess he is busy with planning our homework" "When have you ever had homework in PE? It could be interesting though.." "You have such a dirty mind Dave! How should I know what Mr. McFly does when he is not in class?" "I guess we could walk down to his office and ask him?" "Why not? We have plenty of time before the lunch bell rings" ************ Stanly was working his cock slowly. He saw no point in holding back his dirty mind now so he imagined he was with Frank and John at the same time. John was on his knees in front of them and sucking them. He had a face radiating bliss as he worked on them in turn. At some point he thought he heard a sound that did not belong in his beautiful daydream. He looked up for a second and thought he was hallucinating! He closed his eyes again, but when he opened them they were still standing there. Where the hell had Dave and John suddenly come from!? His two students were standing still like statues with their mouths open. Their eyes were fixed on his hard 10 inch leaking meat. From the short distance he could see how their eyes were all watery and both of them had a bulge in their trousers. Time felt frozen. A million questions were running through his mind rendering his body totally stiff and immobilized. Before he had a chance to gather himself, the two boys were moving. They closed and locked his office door before moving to stand next to him. They turned his office chair around so he was facing them. Without a word they knelt down and began licking his cock. One concentrated on his balls while the other began licking pre-cum off his shaft. The only thing Stanly did was to let go of his cock giving them free access. He could not believe his eyes or the sensations rolling over him. He had had plenty of blow jobs before, but never had it been done by two young boys. Each lash of their tongues sent electricity flying through his entire body. It felt so good he did not dare to close his eyes. If this was a hallucination he did not want it to stop! Dave, who had begun with working over his balls, moved up to his long shaft. His tongue never stopped working on his journey up his cock. When he reached the leaking head he wrapped his lips around it. He went as far down on him as he could before slowly coming back up. John kept licking and sucking on the parts that were not down his friend's throat. Now and again they changed places. It seemed they both wanted a good taste of his fuck-meat. It would not be long now before Stanly would shoot. He managed to grunt a warning just before the orgasm hit him. And it hit hard! It was John who got the first taste of his cum. He could feel how the first volley pushed its way through his cock and into John's warm mouth. Dave manoeuvred his head so that he could get some too. The timing was perfect. Just between two squirts they swapped so that Dave got some shot into his mouth as well. Not a single drop was spilled. When Stanly began to relax the boys stood up again. They had their hands wrapped around their cocks and were jerking off like crazy. In no time the young cocks shot two handsome loads all over Stanly. It stained his T-shirt and stuck to his pubic hairs. Stanly was still dazed by the time Dave and John pulled their trousers back up. They looked at each other and John stated matter-of-factually; "So now we know what PE teachers do when they are not in class" Then they simply left the office and closed the door behind them, leaving a very confused yet happy PE teacher to clean up the mess. ************ "Hello, this is Frank Collins speaking" "Hi Frank. It's Stan calling" "Hello you handsome devil! To what do I owe this pleasure?" Silence fell and it made Frank very uncertain about what was going on. "Is everything all right Stan? You seem lost for words" "Well I am lost for words. I had a chat with the Headmaster today. I decided to tell him I was gay and see what happened" "You did? Wow I do admire your balls Stan. What did he say? I hope it's not bad news?" "Not at all Frank. It turns out he has a very open mind and is also very wise. He said he really appreciated my honesty and didn't see why my sexuality had to do with my job. On the other hand he was not sure the parents would share his opinion and he had some questions that were hard to answer" "What did he ask you?" "Naturally he wanted to know why I was telling him now when I have been working there for years. I told him that my life had turned around after falling in love with a local man. He wanted to know who, but I didn't want to reveal you identity without having your OK first. He isn't stupid, so he understood that whoever you were you had some connection to the school, but I didn't elaborate on the subject" "Anything else he was curious about?" "Very much else actually, but I would rather tell you in person than over the phone. I told the Headmaster I only had one more class today, and asked permission to go home and cancel that class. He did not object. He also told me not to tell others at school. It was enough that I had told him" "That is wonderful news Stan. I am so proud of you!" "I had to do this and figured it was better to get it out of the way. I have the rest of the day off and was wondering if you could meet me at your place?" "Hold on Stan I have to take a look at my schedule first" Frank put the phone down with a low `clunck'. Stanly held his breath in anticipation. The silence was intense, but short. "I have no need to stay in the office for the rest of the day Stan. I'll pack up and get going. We should be at my place about the same time" "See you there" Frank hung up the phone and let out a huge sigh of relief. It had gone really well with the Headmaster. He had almost spilled his guts about the other happening of the day to Frank. That silence in the beginning was very hard not to fill. He knew deep down that he had to tell Frank about what had been going on, but would rather do that face to face. He locked his office and started to walk towards Frank's apartment. He needed the time to plan out his confession. By the time Frank reached his apartment, Stanly was already there. He was sitting on the short flight of stairs leading up to the outside door of the building. Frank thought he looked rather pitiful and worried. He was not sure why though. After all his chat with the Headmaster had turned out really well. "Hey there!" "Finally you are here Frank!" Stanly got up from the stairs and flung his arms around him. It caught him by surprise and when he returned the hug he dropped his keys. Stan began bending over to pick them up but Frank stopped him. He looked Stan in the eye and put on his most cocky smile. "If you bend down like that in front of me I might do something rash out here in public" "Really? Maybe I should be bending down more then?" "I would not mind my love, but not out here and not right now. What would my neighbours say?" "Better not to startle them" Frank picked up his keys and unlocked the door. In no time they were inside the apartment and embracing again. They shared a passionate kiss before finally letting go of each other. Stan seemed to be hesitating about someting so Frank decided to make him talk. "Let's sit down and let it out shall we?" "What do you mean?" "I can feel it in the air my handsome lover. There is something on your mind and it is making you so tense you feel electric. Best getting it out right away, don't you think?" "It's that obvious huh?" "Yes it is. Now sit down and spill it" Frank led Stan to his couch and sat down. He pulled Stan down with him and just sat there waiting. Stanly looked a bit miserable and he felt a little sorry for him. Perhaps some leading questions would help him getting started? "So tell me about what the Headmaster and you talked about today. You said on the phone that he had been inquisitive" "He was indeed. I felt like a child on an oral exam. Such a fine balance between telling the truth and not spilling too much at the same time" The question worked in the way Frank had intended. Stanly began to open up and told him every detail from his meeting with the Headmaster. It had been hard for him to answer all the questions and some he had flat out not answered at all. It took the better part of an hour to tell the full story. When Stan became quiet he seemed a little less depressed, but something was still bothering him. "That is quite some tale you have there. I wish I could have been a fly on the wall to observe the two of you" "I'm glad you were not there to distract me. It was difficult enough to stand there answering those questions just after..." Stanly broke off in mid sentence. He was about to let something slip out. He had stopped but not in time. A flicker of terror crossed his face as he swore to himself. "Damn it! This was not how I planned it" "I'm still here honey. What happened before the meeting that made it so difficult? What is it you want to tell me that requires planning?" Stanly let out a sigh and looked up to meet Frank's worried eyes. Once he saw how worried Frank looked he could not hold back any more. He could not undo the event, but was suddenly terrified of losing Frank. "What I have to say is rather disturbing Frank. I swear I never planned for this to happen. Please do not kill me" "I will not kill you. I love you remember? What did you do that is so horrible?" "This happened after class as I was waiting for the appointment with the Headmaster. I thought I had locked the door and..." "Hold on Stanly", Frank interrupted. "Could you please start at the beginning? You are not making any sense" Stanly took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He exhaled slowly before he started his story from the beginning, starting with him sitting down in his office after the first class wrestling with his dirty imagination. Frank listened without interrupting him. By the time Stanly was telling him about him pulling off his jeans in his office, his cock was beginning to swell. He had no problem seeing his boyfriend in his office with his 10 inch cock out in the open. The fact that he had done so at work turned him on a lot. Stanly noticed him lightly rubbing the bulge that had formed and got a little distracted. "You might want to listen to the end of this story before you work your self up. This does not have an ending you could guess" Frank just nodded and pulled his hand away from his now more swollen manhood. Stanly gathered his thoughts and continued his tale of lust. When he talked about Dave and John Frank's mind went high wire. He did not interrupt again, but he felt his cock harden and expand. It needed some effort to keep his hand away. From the instant Dave and John were introduced into the story Stanly didn't look up at all. He just kept talking till the very end of it. Frank was now so horny he could have raped him, but thought better of it. After all it was clear that Stanly was feeling bad about what had happened. Even so Frank did not miss the bulge that had formed in his jeans. A silence fell over them when Stanly was done talking. He didn't look up and seemed to wait for some kind of response. Frank ended the silence with a question that Stanly was not prepared for; "Did you enjoy having my son and his friend playing with you?" "What?" "You heard me. Did you like it?" Stanly looked confused and shocked. Frank almost laughed at his funny facial expression. "Well?" "To be honest Frank your John and Dave are some talented cock suckers. I never felt anything that intense during a blow job" "If the situation arouse, would you do it again?" "Are you serious? I am pretty sure I could not resist" "Then I have a proposal for you. It is clear that my son needs a lesson. I can't have him sucking all the dicks that cross his path, now can I?" "What are you up to you dirty man?" "Dirty I am and if there is a Hell then this plan will secure me a seat in one of the hotter areas of the inferno. This is my plan for the evening" ---To be continued--- If you have an opinion about the story, good or bad, or have a suggestion for the plot, please let me know at following e-mail. Please use the story's title as subject. Dionyssos00@yahoo.no (00 = zero-zero) To all of you, who have sent your opinion, thank you! 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