Date: Sat, 27 Jul 2002 23:59:35 -0700
From: bawdy pen <bawdypen@hotmail.com>
Subject: HOUSEMASTER (M/t/t oral anal scat)

			HOUSEMASTER

   Finding the door locked, Leland Phelps, the young housemaster, used
his passkey. He burst into the room and saw Shannon Kelly on his bed. The
boy quickly pulled the covers over him, but not before Leland got a quick
glimpse of something he wasn't quite sure of.
   "M-Mr. Phelps!"
   "Up, Kelly. This illness act is going on much too long!"
   "B-but, Mr. Phelps, I..."
   "RIGHT THIS INSTANT, KELLY. GET OUT OF THAT BED!" He yanked the
covers from the boy, finding him nude. Not strange. Most of the lads slept
in the raw. He was used to it. The boy's erection didn't surprise him,
either.
   "Just as I figured, Kelly. You're not feeling too bad to keep from
wanking off! Now get your arse out of bed!"
   Blushing, Shannon quietly replied, "Yes, sir." He reached under his
bottom and slightly raised his leg. The lad was pulling something from his
rectum!
   "Wha...what the hell's that, Kelly?" He grabbed the boy's arm,
keeping him from retrieving the object.
   "It's..." the boy gulped, "a dildo, sir. Just let me pull it out."
   "Wait. Let me see that. What on earth have you been up to, Kelly?"
   "Just fuckin' me arse a bit, Mr. Phelps."
   "Goodness, with that large thing? But, why?"
   "It feels rather good, sir."
   "Y-you hold that thing right where it is...don't move!" He got up and
quickly walked over and locked the door. Then he returned, and knelt
beside the bed. "Uh, how often do you do this?"
   "P-please, sir. This is embarrassing. May I take it out?"
   "No. Show me."
   "Sir?"
   "Show me. Show me how you do it. I find this...rather interesting."
   Shannon saw the strange look in the housemaster's blue eyes. He felt
funny being naked with the large dildo up his bum, and the man gazing
right at him. Still, the stuffed feeling was continuing to work those warm
sensations inside. Enough to cause his cock to stay semi-hard. "Sir, I
can't do it with you watching me!"
   "Oh, a shy lad. Well, that's just unfortunate, isn't it? You've been
caught, and now you'd best obey me. Now let's see how you frig your arse,
lad. Do it!"
   Reluctantly, Shannon turned onto his side, sticking out his bottom
toward the man's face. Then he got a good grip on the oiled phallus and
began to work it in and out of his arsehole. Even the first few strokes
felt so good that he quickly lost his inhibitions. He'd been frigging
himself for nearly twenty minutes before the man came in, and he was well
near orgasm. Suddenly, he didn't care that the man watched him.
   Leland had never seen an arsehole stuffed with anything before, and
indeed, had never seen a boy's arsehole up close. And to have this lad
wantonly working that object in and out...right in front of his face...was
extremely exciting. His prick began to rise in his trousers!
   Shannon looked back over his shoulder without stopping his butt-
fucking. The housemaster didn't even notice, his eyes were glued to the
spot and his mouth hung open. "Does that excite you?" he whispered. "You
like watchin' me frig me bum, Mr. Phelps?"
   "YES!" he gasped, then looked up at the boy. "I mean...yes, it does.
I'm amazed at your capacity to accept that thing."
   "I'm rather used to it. Had the whole thing in there once, and nearly
lost it!" He slowly turned onto his back, lifting his leg so the man could
still see. His hard cock was now slapping against his belly.
   "Are...are you a pansy boy, Kelly?" he asked, non-accusingly.
   "I...I don't know, Mr. Phelps. Never had a bloke plug me before."
   "But you'd like it, wouldn't you? Your prick is quite stiff! You'd
much rather have the real thing up there, I'll bet."
   "Perhaps," he said, slyly smiling. "I'm quite close, if you catch my
meaning, sir. If you were to work it for me, I'd be able to wank off and
have a lovely spend!"
   "Oh, certainly!" the man caught on, giving Shannon a lascivious look.
"That's what I'm here for. To help you lads out!" He climbed onto the bed,
and held one of the boy's legs back. With his other hand, he gripped the
end of the rubber dildo and slowly continued the action. Shannon held his
other leg back, bringing his ass up higher. Then he grabbed his prick and
began to stroke it slowly. It was almost too hot to touch, and he didn't
want to come too soon. What was happening was entirely too exciting.
   Leland watched the boy jacking off. He'd push the dildo far into the
boy's rectum, then release his pressure and watch the anal muscles force
it nearly out. He did this several times. The last time he missed catching
it, and it fell out. He stared at the boy's gaping hole. "Quick, sir, put
it back in, please!" Shannon cried.
   He acted swiftly, driving the object back into the expanded hole. He
was momentarily stunned as the fragrance from the boy's inner recesses
whafted up to his nostrils, but after an initial disgust he decided it was
rather intoxicating at that! He was frigging the boy's arsehole, what did
he expect? He looked down at the youngster thrashing and moaning from the
exquisite feelings.
   "Oh, please sir...TWIST IT! TWIST IT BACK AND FORTH LIKE A SCREW!"
   Leland did so. He turned the dildo around and back, screwing the
lad's bottomhole. His prick was rampant, and nearly bursting!
   "OH, SIR...THAT'S LOVELY! I'LL SURELY SPEND SOON!" His bottom was
moving forward and back as he impaled himself more fully.
   "Kelly, don't come yet."
   "But, sir, it's so wonderful! Better than I can do myself."
   "S-Shannon? May I put my prick into you? May I fuck your lovely ass?"
   The boy gasped and moaned, "OH, YES, PLEASE DO IT QUICKLY!"
   Leland unzipped his trousers and brought out a long prick that nearly
rivaled the stiff object now imbedded in the boy's bum. He released the
dildo and stood to quickly strip. He climbed onto the bed again. Holding
both legs back, he situated himself closer for entry, and watched as the
fat rubber thing squished from the boy's hole. He stared down at the
gaping anus, watching the flesh flutter and throb, without ever entirely
closing up. It seemed unable to at the moment, and looked as if it were
winking at him. He pressed his cock knob to the cavity and slowly slipped
it in....and in...and in!
   "Oh, sir...oh, sir...oh, SIR! OH, FUCK ME, SIR!" he cried.
   "Sssh!" Leland warned, wanting to cry out himself from the hot
wetness that surrounded his throbbing shaft. "Oh, Shannon, you hot little
bugger! How marvelous!"
   Holding his voice down somewhat, Shannon reached up and put his hands
on the man's arms. "OH, I LIKE IT! OH, LELAND, SIR. KISS ME. PLEASE KISS
ME AND DRIVE THAT FUCKER ALL THE WAY UP MY GOD DAMNED ARSE!"
   "Oh, don't swear, lad!" He mashed his mouth down onto the boy's and
reached down to cradle the small butt in his hands. He was pushing all the
way, and no matter how hard or how deep he lunged, Shannon kept thrusting
his ass up for more! The housemaster had never felt more masculine in his
life! He felt like an American rodeo cowboy, trying to tame a bucking
bronc! For a boy who'd never been fucked before...at least by a flesh and
blood prick...he certainly thrived on it!
   Scooching up a bit more, he lifted the boy onto his lap. Shannon
wrapped his arms around the man's neck and felt his bottom being held and
worked up and down the large prick. Instantly he joined the rhythm and
began to bounce his bottom furiously, taking the man's prick all the way
to his balls and nearly out again. Over and over they fucked madly,
hugging and kissing and licking each other's faces!
   "OH, OH MY GOD, I'M SHOOTING UP YOUR ARSE!" Leland cried, exploding
into the boy's guts with a fury he'd never known before.
   "H-HUG ME, HUG ME TIGHT!" Shannon whimpered and lightly bit into the
man's neck as his cock shot streams and streams of boy jizz all over both
their chests. It was a river of cum that ran down the housemaster's belly
and into his pubes. It was a long while before they disengaged. Leland
eventually pushed the boy back down and twisted out from between his legs.
He stood up. Shannon suddenly gasped.
   "Please, sir. A cloth of some sort. Perhaps one of my socks on the
floor. I'm afraid it's coming out."
   "No problem, lad. I'll tend to it." He quickly grabbed a sock and
motioned for the boy to lift his legs back. Kneeling before him, he
started to wipe the runny anus. He dropped the sock and spread the cheeks
open, gazing at the precious, young, hairless anus. He changed his mind
and put his tongue to the opening instead. He licked away his own sperm
juices!"
   "Mr. Phelps, what are you doing?"
   "It is perfect that I should do this, Shannon. What pleasure you have
given me, it is only fitting that I should soothe your precious anus with
my tongue." He licked at it more, poking it inside.
   "That does feel quite good, sir. Oh, I think I may squirt some more.
Careful, sir!" he giggled, as the man lapped at his hole.
   "With what I felt I must have shot into your hole, we'll be here all
day like this. Not that I would mind in the least, and perhaps we shall
linger like this next time. But I have an appointment. Still I cannot
leave you in this condition. Perhaps if you were to press down as I
suck...we can rid you of all that nasty juice!"
   Shannon giggled. "Oh, it certainly wasn't nasty, sir! But if you'd
like it back, I'm happy to comply!" As soon as he felt the man's mouth
return to his gaping anus, he used his talented muscles to flush his
rectum of the deluge of sperm it contained! The housemaster greedily
sucked it out, then licked the sperm from the boy's cock!
   "I'll have that in my mouth next time! If you're agreeable, that is.
You are in my charge, after all."
   "Most agreeable, sir," the boy smiled. "I am at your total command!
And..." he pointed to Leland's cock, then to his own mouth, and winked!
   Leland rushed up to the boy, holding out his slimy prick. Shannon
pulled back, surprised. "I...I meant next time, sir!"
   Leland felt stupid. "Oh, of course. How silly. Just pulled it out of
your bum, didn't we?" He grabbed the sock and wiped it off. "Tell you a
secret, though. I'd lick it if I could! You taste fascinating all over,
Kelly! We shall do this again, right? And mind, don't tell the lads!"
   Several days passed. Each day Shannon managed to slip a paper to the
housemaster. Kelly was studying art, and was quite good at it for a 16-
year-old. The pictures he passed to Leland were of a most obscene nature!
Naked figures that closely resembled the two of them engaged in the
lewdest of conduct!  First came a drawing of Shannon on the bed, sucking
an enormous prick that sprung from Leland's middle. Huge balls hung below.
Shannon's mouth was puffed out and sperm was dripping from his lips!
Shannon's bottom hole being stuffed with a large cock. Shannon with his
legs back and the housemaster's exaggerated prick going into his
exaggeratedly expanded arsehole while the boy's prick shot off huge
amounts of jizz! Another was of Leland on his knees with his face in the
boy's asscrack. A very long tongue was pushing right into the boy's hole
as drops of juice could be seen dripping from it!
   Leland gasped at the pictures, carefully hiding them and even being a
bit annoyed. But he wondered at their lewdness and the remarkable talent.
There was no doubt as to the individuals involved. He expected the next
one would be of him returning the blowjob. Instead, his mouth fell open as
he viewed the dirty drawing. He was on his knees, his mouth fairly
drooling as Shannon squatted behind him driving a long, huge prick into
his arsehole! He was thoroughly enjoying it, as was evidenced by his own
cock pouring gallons of come into a puddle below!
   But the next one totally flabbergasted him. A continuation of the
picture before, it was evident that Shannon's prick had just come from
Leland's dripping arsehole. And Shannon was holding his slimy cock out as
Leland begged to have it stuck into his mouth!
   It was so preposterous! So vile! So exciting that Leland ducked into
a nearby mop closet and jerked himself off! He kept the overhanging bulb
on the whole time...gazing at the filthy drawing! Imagine, licking the
sweet boy's cock fresh from his own arsehole! How dare the boy intrigue
his latent lasciviousness like this! Has he no shame?
   Gasping, struggling with his clothes, Leland came from the closet
with an extremely guilty blush on his face. Still shaken, he dropped his
folder on the floor. The drawing of him on his knees sucking on Shannon's
cock slipped out.
   "Oh, let me get those, Mr. Phelps." Trevor Bradshaw knelt to help the
housemaster. "Gee, cartoons! Uh, gosh, Mr. Phelps!" he gulped, nervous at
what he was seeing. "Th-that's you...and Shannon Kelly!"
   Phelps snapped them up immediately. "Nothing of the sort, Bradshaw!
They're obscenities I confiscated. Now be on your way!"
   "But..."
   "Bradshaw!"
   "Yes sir!" He moved away with a twinkling smile, making a subtle,
lewd smacking noise with his mouth.
   The housemaster called him back. "Bradshaw, why did you do that?" He
kept his voice calm.
   "Sir? Uh...I..." the boy stiffened, then looked around. Feeling
brazen, he leaned toward the man and whispered, "Just thinking, sir, if
you have, er, fantasies like this...I'd be glad to substitute for him!"
   "W-what do you mean," he asked, joining the conspiratorial tone.
   "You just say the word, sir. And I'll do it back to you, too!" The
boy quickly hurried off, leaving Phelps stunned and tingling.
   Finally, he cornered Shannon alone. "Kelly, you simply must stop
sending me these awful drawings!"
   Shannon looked crestfallen. "A-awful? I put a lot of work into them,
Leland...sir. I thought you'd enjoy them."
   "No, not awful. Not in the sense of artistic talent, that is. Just...
well, you can't be sending me such...I mean, a boy saw one of them! He
recognized us! You must stop...it's too dangerous!"
   "I...I see. Who was it?"
   "Bradshaw. Listen, they're quite remarkable, really." He glanced
around, then pulled the boy close. "You sexy little bugger! You've got me
stopping off in broom cupboards to wank off!"
   Shannon smiled. "Here," he handed him another drawing, "it's my
nastiest one yet. They're just for fun!" He dashed off, giggling.
   FUN?!! Leland opened the lastest extravaganza, quickly deciding the
lad had serious mental problems. He crumbled the drawing furiously, and
took off the other way.
   Imagine! Such vile filth from a young boy! The very idea that he'd
lie there--with that shocking, eager expression on his face--while the
youngster squatted over his face and that...that HORRIBLE OBJECT came from
his bottom! Sweat broke out over his brow. He gulped over and over again,
picturing the image of Shannon shitting on his face! Perhaps in his mouth!
He wasn't sure, and had to pull out the drawing and unruffle it to be
positive. Yes! Yes, that's clearly what's happening. The boy is taking a
shit in his mouth! He should never have touched the child!
   That night, in bed, he studied the drawings over and over again. He
always came back to that last one. He felt totally disgusted with himself,
because of them all...it excited him the most! Fun, the boy called it.
What a sick mind he must have! How could that possibly be fun? Certainly,
he'd enjoyed the smell and taste of the boy's hole, but...this! All of his
memories were of sweetness. This image totally ruined that conception. He
threw his head back, took a deep breath, then forced himself to imagine
such an occurrence.
   He was in privacy. His thoughts were his own. He tried to figure what
went through the boy's mind when he drew the disgusting thing, and how he
considered it would be erotic. He imagined himself in that position, and
what he would feel should the lad actually do what he'd sketched. He
remembered telling the boy, after he'd pulled his cock from the luscious
bum, that he'd gladly lick it if only he could!
   "My lord, I gave the child the idea myself! And I meant what I said.
That's the crux. Perhaps he knows better than I? I...I think I should
enjoy licking his arsehole fresh from shitting. But to have it done into
my very mouth?! Mmmm, damn my soul...I can imagine it!" The housemaster
spurted pints of sperm over his writhing body!
   Then he considered Bradshaw, and what the boy'd said.
   He kept getting sly glances from Bradshaw the next day. He even
slipped him a drawing! It was a very crude, amateuristic scrawl, but it
was plain that it portrayed a naked boy on his knees sucking on a man's
huge organ! Bradshaw wanted to blow him!
   Later that day, he knocked at Kelly's door. Eagerly, the boy welcomed
the young housemaster in. They sat on the bed, staring at each other
silently. Within ten seconds, they were in each other arms kissing and
hugging!
   Gasping and pulling away, Leland grabbed the boy's face in both hands
and breathed in his face, "You devilish little scoundrel! You think I
would do those incredibly nasty things with you?"
   Shannon twisted his face away and put his mouth to the man's ear,
licking it. "I know you would!" he hissed, breathlessly, bending down to
kiss the man's neck, driving him crazy!
   "Oh, oh!" He felt the boy's burgeoning crotch, and reaching behind to
feel his soft, little ass. "Even 'twer the bitterest imaginable, I'd lick
any turd from this bottom! Such a dirty little boy to bring me to this!
How...how did you know...when I didn't myself?"
   "I didn't exactly...but your tongue in my bum!!"
   "Let...let me simply view it. Perhaps that would be better. Then I
shall drive my tongue inside after and taste what I may. OH, LAD, I DON'T
KNOW! Shit for me, Shannon. Let me lay down and shit above me. I cannot
say what I may do. But if I want to...I surely will!"
   They got into a 69 position...Shannon on top playing with the man's
stiff member. Leland fondled his ass cheeks, taking a long lick up the
entire crack, and was just putting his tongue to it when the door suddenly
burst open! He'd forgotten to lock it.
   Trevor Bradshaw stood in the open doorway. Surveying the scene, he
took a deeply nervous breath and quickly shut the door. He did have the
sense to turn the latch. Then he mumbled something and stuck his hands in
his pockets.
   "B-Bradshaw!" the housemaster gasped. "What are you..."
   "...doing in my room?" Kelly finished.
   "I...I followed you. I knew something was going on after seeing that
drawing. I just had to catch you. I want to...do it with you!"
   "Bradshaw, this is outrageous! How dare you burst in here like this,
invading our privacy! I...I think you should leave."
   "And go tell everybody?" he nervously threatened.
   "No, no. Hold on now, lad. You're truly serious? Have you ever done
this before, Bradshaw?"
   "No, but I want to! I'm always wanking off thinking about doing
it...especially to you, Mr. Phelps."
   "Kelly, do you mind if Bradshaw joins us? You boys know each other?"
   "Not very well. I guess I don't mind. Hi, Trevor."
   "Hi, Shannon. Boy, his thing's bigger than I imagined! Have you been
sucking it? Is he sucking you?"
   "I was just about to. Take off your clothes. We can both suck it.
Leland, uh, Mr. Phelps is licking my poophole, but he sucks too!"
   "Gosh!" Bradshaw gasped, quickly stripping. "That's nasty."
   "You'd be surprised," Kelly giggled, admitting no more as Leland
pinched his bottom to restrain the boy from blurting out what he was in
the processing of doing!
   Naked, Bradshaw stood there with a springy boner he soon started to
manipulate. Then he went to the foot of the bed and slithered his body up
between Leland's legs, coming face to face with Shannon and the man's
large prick, which had lost some of its tumescence. But the boys went to
work on it, each taking a side, and quickly licked it into a hard,
throbbing delight that they immediately took advantage of!
   "Oh, I like it...I knew I would!" Bradshaw commented, ducking his
head to sniff and lick the man's hairy balls while Shannon sucked the
knob. Leland was again tonguing the boy's butt, eagerly digging the
pointed tip into the fragrant portal, a bit disappointed that he wasn't
going to be able to carry out his original plan just then. Still, he
probed deeply in hopes of tasting some of the boy's deliciousness.
   "Is he really licking your bum?" Trevor whispered, between licks.
   "Yes," Shannon whispered back, "he has his tongue inside right now!"
   "Do you do it to him?"
   "No, I wouldn't do that!"
   "I think I would...maybe. His balls smell good."
   "Go ahead. Here, let's spread his legs apart. We can hold 'em back,
and you can lick him there all you want!"
   "Uh, okay. Gosh, this is neat! Do you think it'll be smelly?"
   "I don't know. But you'd better do it anyway. Who knows, it might be
your only chance."
   Leland felt his legs being spread. Thinking the boys wanted better
access to his balls, he gladly complied, even pulling his knees up and
offering all his goodies. He loved the feel of young hands caressing his
thighs and was surprised when they were held back. He nearly chuckled to
himself, realizing the lads were taking a look at his exposed anus. He
wickedly pressed down a couple of times, making his arsehole flinch in and
out, teasing the boys.
   But there was one boy he shouldn't have teased. One boy who was horny
enough to try anything. And knowing what the housemaster was doing
himself, he felt no embarrassment. And just before the crucial connection
was made, he realized he would do it even if that hadn't been the fact.
   Leland's whole body shook when Shannon suddenly pinned his thighs
back and that mouth...that wet mouth with the fluttering moist tongue...
was suddenly licking and kissing his puffed-out anus! His initial response
was to try to wrench free, but he was indeed held down tightly by the arms
and the bottom on his face! He relaxed and let it happen.
   Bradshaw, for his part, had already sniffed at the man's hole and
found it excitingly erotic! Just a slight, lingering odor that wasn't out
of place considering where he had his nose! He smelled the man's arsehole
then put his mouth to it, giving it a big wet kiss and feeling it twitch
at his touch...almost as if it were alive...on its own. He rubbed his
tongue over the fleshy lips--liked the taste and feel--and went wild! He
held the bottom in both hands and--even knowing that Kelly was right there
seeing him doing it--put his tongue to the 'dirty' opening and pushed it
inside! He did it several times, each time watching the hole squish open
and closed, then diving in even deeper! In that position, and the way he
was making the man feel, the road to the rectum was soon gaping open! The
horny schoolboy attached his mouth to it and sucked away at the arselips--
still sticking his tongue in there...licking wildly back and forth!
   "AH! AH!" Leland moaned, unbelieving what was happening.
   Shannon had been sucking the prick...getting to where he was able to
go down on it quite a ways...bobbing his head up and down while he was
getting his own arsehole licked out. He held the housemaster's balls out
of the way so he could see every detail of what Bradshaw was doing. He
watched the boy drive his tongue into the hole and pull out to lick all
over the purple, engorged arselips, running the tip of his tongue into the
wrinkles and crevices! It didn't seem so at first, but Shannon was amazed
at how BIG the man's arsehole was. Of course, he had his face only a few
inches from it, but it seemed absolutely huge to the boy as he saw it open
and close from his new friend's rimming. Bradshaw pulled back and took a
breath. "You wanna try it?"
   "Uh, no."
   "You should; it's really great. Look how fat it is! Go ahead, at
least suck on it!"
   "Alright." Shannon lowered his head and put his mouth over the fat
arselips. He started to nibble and lick, suck and suck, hoping the man
wouldn't do what he was supposed to do earlier! Leland's hands were going
crazy over his bottom, kneading and caressing his ass flesh while they
simultaneously sucked on each other's anuses.
   "Bradshaw!" he gasped. "Come around here."
   Climbing off, leaving Kelly to his rimming, Bradshaw walked to the
side of the bed, his teenage cock sticking out hard. He was unashamed to
show it to the man. He was proud of it, actually, and even made it spring
up and down with his muscles.
   "Put it in my mouth. Let me suck it and get it nice and wet. Then I
want you to put it up my arse, okay?"
   "Oh, sir, yes! I'd love to! Here, suck it. Suck it all you want!"
   "Don't come though." He turned his head, allowing the boy to push it
into his mouth and fuck him with it.
   The boy's enthusiasm was obvious. Perhaps it was his first blowjob.
It was certainly Leland's. He hadn't yet gotten around to sucking on
Shannon's prick, but he would. He let the boy fuck his face until he
couldn't take the excitement any longer and was near orgasm. With a loud
squish, he pulled it out.
   "B-better do it now...or I'll squirt!" Bradshaw warned. Leland
nodded, smacking his lips, and the boy went around and situated himself
between the man's legs. He bent down and took another lick at the man's
arsehole, forcing some spit inside. Kelly was watching avidly, a little
disappointed that Leland had not only sucked him first, but was going to
get fucked by him, too. Still, it all was exciting him.
   "Would you like to suck it first?" Bradshaw asked.
   "M-may I, Trevor?"
   "Certainty. I saw yours back there. I'd like to suck it some time."
He held out his hard prick and Kelly went down on it. Not for long, but
long enough to cover it with wetness. Then he flung his arms outward,
holding back the housemaster's legs, and licked the man's balls as he
witnessed the insertion. Even though the hole was still gaping, Leland was
a virgin, and he tightened up and groaned when Bradshaw innocently rammed
his whole pecker in there!
   "Maybe you'd better suck him," he suggested to Kelly, "I guess it
hurts and that might take his mind off it. Cause I sure don't wanna pull
out...it's wonderful!"
   "Looks good, too!" Kelly gushed, going back down on the man's hard
prick and sucking him as deeply as he could. Avidly watching in amazement
as Bradshaw plunged mercilessly in and out of Mr. Phelps' arsehole, he was
getting some fine treatment himself. Leland had pulled his prick back
between his legs and had it firmly lodged in the back of his throat and
was beginning to suck on it. He'd also stuck a finger up Shannon's rearend
and was digging around in his rectum--no doubt getting his finger all
dirty! Shannon didn't care, and he doubted if the man cared. After all,
he'd just been begging for his shit earlier.
   When he'd first done that drawing on a whim, he was afraid the man
would go berserk and get angry. He knew he shouldn't have done it, but for
some reason he wanted to outrage the housemaster for bursting in on him in
the first place. Besides, it kind of excited him for real.
   He never seriously considered it actually taking place, but some
devilish thing in him gave him the courage to convey the message. He
could--and did--explain it away as a lark. But Leland had found the idea
intriguing, and they were about to do it when Bradshaw pushed his way in.
That was alright, though...he liked Trevor Bradshaw and had often watched
him from a distance...even once using his dildo, imagining Bradshaw was
fucking him. Maybe now he would! Kelly hoped so.
   But right now, it was Leland who was getting the vicious, hard
thrusts of Bradshaw's prick and he was obviously loving it, if the way he
was sucking him off and finger-fucking him was any indication! Anyway,
he'd found he definitely liked sucking cocks. And if Mr. Phelps didn't
slow down a bit, Mr. Phelps was going to get a huge wad of jizz in his
mouth! Kelly liked that idea. Since he'd sucked Bradshaw first, and let
the guy fuck him, he could damned well take his cum first!
   And he was just about to give it to him when he felt the finger being
slipped from his bottom. Leland continued to suck his cock, maybe a little
slower, and Kelly could feel that the finger was now being pressed up
against his cockhead and the man's lips! They both were going into the
man's mouth! Kelly had no idea whether the finger was dirty or just
greasy, but whatever condition it was in the housemaster was cleaning it
and blowing him at the same time! Obviously, he wasn't about to let
Bradshaw's presence hinder his original objective--even though he'd never
said he was going to taste it. Maybe having a prick up his arse was making
him feel like doing things even nastier!
   All three of them were moaning and breathing heavy, enjoying every
new sensation they were experiencing.
   "AW, FUCK ME, BRADSHAW! FUCK MY ARSEHOLE, LAD! OH, GOD! YOU BOYS
WON'T HAVE TO WANK OFF ANY MORE...NOT WITH ME AROUND! YOU CAN SUCK AND
FUCK ME TIL YOU GRADUATE! MMMM!"
   "Blimey! You mean that, Mr. Phelps?" Bradshaw asked, lunging deeper.
   "Oh, yes. Oh fuck yes! I've been hiding these feelings for much too
long. Watching you fellows frolic in the showers. Seeing your lovely
bottoms moving in your tight pants. I want to lick your bottoms! I've
always wanted to lick a boy's bottom! I want to suck your lovely pricks
and your balls that are so full of delicious cum!" He jammed his finger
back up Kelly's butt, put it in his mouth, noisily sucking on it, then he
drew the cock into his mouth and reinserted the digit, probing around for
Kelly's prostate.
   When he found it, he instantly knew he was on the right spot. The boy
was hunching his arse back and going ninety on his prick! The taste he'd
dragged from the lad's rectum, combined with the fact that Bradshaw had--
probably unknowingly--found his own button and was beating it furiously
with the head of his cock, caused him to groan deeply and shoot a
tremendous load into the boy's mouth!
   The moment that first tangy squirt hit the roof of his mouth, Kelly
instinctively began to gulp it down--correctly surmising that the grown
man would probably come like a volcano! It also caused him to totally let
loose and empty his balls down the housemaster's sucking throat! He had a
sucking throat...because Kelly had forced his prick down into it, acting
just as naively as Bradshaw had done. Luckily, Phelps was so turned on as
he came, he welcomed the boy's cock all the way down and loved feeling it
splash as he gulped it all down.
   Bradshaw had been ready all along as he reveled in his first fuck and
watched Shannon blowing the man's huge cock. He'd sure loved licking and
sucking on the arsehole he was now fucking, and was determined to suck the
man's delicious arse on every occasion. Perhaps he'd suck Shannon's arse,
too. As attracted as he was to the older man, he decided that boys...
especially ones like Shannon Kelly...might be a lot of fun, too! But
seeing the cream gush out around Shannon's lips put him over the edge. He
drove his cock up the man's arsehole and shuddered in an overwhelmingly
violent orgasm! He looked down, seeing the anus clamp tightly around his
cockshaft--milking it dry!
   Kelly now had his face pressed against the man's balls. His mouth was
wide open, trying to catch his breath. Bradshaw couldn't resist it. There
wasn't any shit on his dick...just a big gooey mess...so he stuck it in
Kelly's mouth!
   Dazed, thinking it was a continuation of what he'd just been doing,
Kelly lazily sucked on it like a baby calf. Until the taste registered!
"Wha! Hey, you just had it up his arse!" Kelly cried.
   "Sure did! Did it taste good?" Bradshaw laughed.
   "That was a bloody rotten thing to do!"
   "I know. But it were gobs of fun! Come on, I'll squeeze it and you
can lick off more of me gobs!" Shannon scowled, but when the kid did as he
said, Kelly stuck his tongue out and licked it up.
   "Oh, that was marvelous!" Leland came out of his reverie. He'd
released Shannon's softened cock, but was lazily licking at his butt and
over his tightly-packed ballsack. "Your cream was delicious, dear Shannon.
I love every taste of you!" Then he whispered too loudly, "I'll lick that
other, too!"
   Trevor Bradshaw's ears perked up and his eyes lit up. He climbed off
the bed and looked at the duo. Shannon fell to his side in exhaustion--the
housemaster's face still between his cheeks licking him.
   "Is that the other, sir?" Bradshaw asked in an amused, but accusing,
tone, "the other you plan to lick?" He put his hands on his hips.
   "Well..." he looked at the boy, blushing. "Uh, certainly. You know
the pleasure of that, and I thank you. You were marvelous!"
   "Thank you, sir, but I don't think you were referring to his bum.
You'd already licked him there....sir. You meant something else, didn't
you? And I think I know what that is, you horny old bugger!" He smiled.
   "Wha...what on earth are you thinking, Bradshaw? Goodness!"
   "Yes, sir. Goodness indeed, I suspect! You will let me watch when you
do it, won't you? I promise I won't tell a soul!"
   "You'd best not tell a soul about any of this, you rascal!"
   "I'll not give up a good thing, sir. Not on me life! But you must let
me in on EVERYTHING!" he demanded, then nearly pleaded. "Please, sir, it's
all too marvelous. I only want to be a part of it!"
   Remembering how the boy had sucked at his anus, Leland decided that
perhaps Bradshaw would not be outraged at his desires. He already had
enough on him to have him dismissed, but Leland felt the boy was much too
enamored of this sexplay to resort to that.
   "Very well..." he began.
   "Leland! You shouldn't!" Shannon cried.
   "I think it's alright. I have a feeling that Bradsh...that Trevor
will perhaps under-stand my passion. See? His prick's still on the rise!"
Bradshaw actually blushed, but reached down to play with his balls.
   "When you burst in on us, young man, I was about to have Mr. Kelly...
defecate on my face! Does that offend you?"
   "You mean take a shit on ya? Gol! That's right nasty, I'd say!
Bleedin' hell, sir, ain't you the nasty bloke! Are you gonna lick it?!"
   "I was entertaining that thought. Perhaps you'd rather leave?"
   "Not on yur life!" His cock was up and throbbing. He grabbed it and
brazenly began to rapidly stroke it. "Can I cream on your face while you
do it? Oh, damn, that's exciting me! Are you going to do it now?"
   Kelly giggled. "You're right. He won't mind!"
   "Yes, I'd say we're quite the perfectly nasty team! Very well, I'm
prepared. How about you, Shannon? I know you've a turd up there, I was
running my finger over it."
   "I know, sir. You were licking your finger, too!" he giggled. "I do
have to go frightfully bad."
   "Yes. A very tasty preview I might say! Then it's settled. Come,
lads," he grabbed Shannon by the hips and got him to climb over him. Then
he motioned Bradshaw over his head. He squeezed the two bodies together,
causing Bradshaw's prick to rub up and down Kelly's arsecrack. He licked
all over Bradshaw's hanging balls, and stuck his head back to lick at his
anus. The boy gasped, and settled his bottom onto the man's face, letting
him lick out his hole.
   "Aw, jeez! Lick me bum, Sir, LICK ME BUM OUT!" He was astonished at
how pleasant the feeling was. Even better than doing it himself! But
Leland merely gave him a preview. Other things were at hand! He forced
Bradshaw off his face and pulled Kelly's bottom to him, reaching under and
bringing his slowly inflating cock back.
   "Suck on this, Trevor!" He held it at the base. "Let's see you suck
his cock. Get it hard. Lick his balls and put your tongue on his arse--
LICK HIM EVERYWHERE!"
   Bradshaw bobbed on the cock, getting it harder on each stroke. Leland
thought it marvelous the way young boys could revive so quickly. Kelly was
soon stiff and had even begun to duck his head and work on his own member,
perhaps for another mouthful of cream. He held his head to the side,
allowing Bradshaw full access, and delighted in watching the boy tongue
Shannon's nuts and even dive into his rectum for a good, long, lingering
taste.
   "Don't know if it's shit I taste, sir, cause I've never tasted it
before, but..." he licked furiously, "if it is, I'd say you're going to
thoroughly enjoy what comes from there!"
   "Then leave me to it!" Leland pushed him away. "I must have it before
he sucks me off with those talented lips of his!"
   Bradshaw slapped Kelly on the butt. "Slow down, ya horny bloke! Mr.
Phelps wishes you should defecate now. Can't expect a man to lick your
shit after he comes! Do it in his mouth and he'll surely blast you a right
healthy load as he sucks on your dirty thing! I'm gonna squirt all over it
while he does. Don't think I'll even have to jerk it, so I'll hold your
pretty bum open."
   "Wait! Grab a towel," Leland directed. "After all, we may find it
foul--though that's hard to imagine," he laughed.
   Not finding any, Trevor wrenched a pillowcase off and spread it
across Leland's chest. "Ready, set, go!"
   Unable to resist the sight as Bradshaw spread the anus open, Leland
pulled his face up and lapped at the boy's crack some more. He pushed his
tongue inside, hoping to lick on the lad's turd while it was still home.
Indeed, before long he felt it come down the chute and bang against the
tip of his tongue. He ran his pointed thing all over it, tasting the boy's
shit column, and feeling it begin to emerge!
   Suddenly, the hole burst open and Leland's tongue was in the open and
lewdly wrapped around about two inches of hot boyturd!
   "AH, LICK IT SIR, HE'S SHITTIN'!" Bradshaw gasped excitedly. "HE'S
DEFECATING, SIR, JUST THE WAY YOU WANTED HIM TO! AWWW, DEFECATE'S A LOVELY
WORD!" Bradshaw gushed, pounding his prick. "LICK HIS LOVELY SHIT, SIR,
LICK HIS LOVELY SHIT! OH, GOD, IT'S GOING INTO YOUR MOUTH! SUCK ON IT! OH,
BLOODY FUCKIN' DIRTY, SIR! BLOODY FUCKIN' DIRTY!"
   Shannon held the prick in his mouth, idly sucking, concentrating more
on what he was doing back there. Not to worry. The man didn't need any
stimulation...the turd in his mouth was quite enough to cause his prick to
explode into the boy's mouth! He sucked the lad's shit...and was glad to
do it. The shocking, incredible sight of that hole expanding so wide was
enough to detonate his orgasm. But, additionally, it smelled and tasted
absolutely marvelous!
   Bradshaw stopped jerking himself. He also knew that extra stimulation
was not necessary. No force in the world could hold back the eruption
coming from his balls! He used both hands again to hold the cheeks apart
and gazed in wonderment at the steamy dark column--now about 6 inches
long--hanging from the boy's arsehole, emptying into the housemaster's
greedy mouth! Even the familiar fragrance was suddenly extremely erotic.
He scooted his torso back and let it squirt!
   "AW, FUCK! LET ME LICK THAT! Lemme get my...my face...mmmm...mmmm...
(slurp! slurp!)...lckkk hith hodt sthittt!!! Mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm!"
   His cock shot enormous spurts of boyjuice over and over, most of it
hitting Leland near the tits and dripping down onto his face. The lesser
shots watered the back of the housemaster's hair. At least ten bursts had
erupted from there...more than he'd ever spurted...as he did the unthink-
able. He licked a fella's turd! He licked his turd...licked the arsehole
it was coming from...and shoved his tongue into the gaping hole after the
turd fell out!
   Leland sucked smelly shit. Bradshaw cleaned out the dirty bunghole.
Kelly felt deliciously empty and satisfied and drank every drop of the
housemaster's tremendous ejaculation! He felt Bradshaw's mouth at his
arsehole, and tried to keep it open. He'd taken a big shit in the
housemaster's mouth, and he wanted nothing more than to have Bradshaw's
tongue clean out the rest! He felt magnificent, and wanted the whole world
to eat his shit...forever and ever! That's why he drew the picture in the
first place. He'd always had to satisfy himself with his hand and his
dildo, but now...
   Shannon quickly climbed off and settled back against the wall,
hanging his head in embarrassment.
   Trevor Bradshaw, startled by the sudden interruption, and still
kneeling there with his tongue hanging out, suddenly burst into tears and
fell onto the pillow, sobbing.
   Leland Phelps, casually taking the boy's turd from his mouth and
wrapping it in the pillowcase, wiped his mouth and got up on his
haunches--his dick still dripping. He studied the lads.
   "I see. No bollocks. Oh, you lads have some things hanging down there
between your legs, but obviously they're not balls! Look at me. Look right
at me, boys." He settled, sitting on his heels, between them. "You've got
to learn one thing about sex, lads. Perhaps I just discovered it myself.
Maybe because I'm older, but the bold truth is the best way to combat this
dilemma!" He pointed at Kelly. "That boy just took a shit in my mouth.
Nasty, nasty, fellow!  I sucked on his turd. That makes me even nastier.
Absolutely filthy fellow! That's me." He pointed at Trevor. "You licked
his turd! Boy was shitting all the smelly crap from his bowels, and you
licked on it like a crazed banchee and shot like a lion! You loved
lickin' his shit, lad! Why are you now crying? Because you both think you
should be disgusted with your own actions? I'm not. I'm not disgusted in
the least. I could pick that turd up and lick all over it again. But I
don't wish to now. I've had my orgasm, and things have settled in my
crotch. That's the way sex is. I know that I'll have those desires again,
and that I'll get just as excited over it next time."
   "B-but...Mr. Phelps...I..." Bradshaw wiped his eyes.
   "I know what you did. I watched you. Boys, what you do when you're
excited is what you truly want to do. Afterward, you have incriminations.
I feel them too. But they're false and we should feel no shame. We all
three love to tongue arseholes, and so far Trevor and I enjoy the
sensation of tasting another's shit. I wish to taste your shit, Trevor,
and I hope you'll honor me with it soon. I've lived with guilt for my
desires for far too long, and I want to convey to you boys what a futile,
wasteful thing it is. I liked it, and if that makes me some kind of a
pervert, then I'm going to enjoy being a pervert! Well?"
   "Even when I was doing it," Bradshaw blubbered, "I knew it was a
really filthy thing to do...but I just couldn't stop, you know? Me pecker
said yes...and me lips followed! Do you think me disgusting, Shannon?" He
looked to the other boy.
   "No, no, I don't! I...well, it was my idea all the time. I drew that
silly picture! I...I guess you didn't see it. It was nasty and showed me
...doin' just that...in Mr. Phelps'...mouth. He got turned on by it, and
said he wanted to do it! I liked ya doin' it, too, even if I couldn't see
it. Guess I really don't have anything to feel bad about, hunh? I didn't
do it!"
   Then he got an evil grin on his face and pointed his finger at both
of them. "YOU GUYS ARE THE SHIT-LICKERS!" Then he burst into laughter.
   Perplexed at first, both of them glared at Shannon. Then they looked
at each other. Together they attacked the boy, grabbing his nuts and
tickling him furiously!
   "YOU WILL!" Bradshaw promised, definite threats in his voice. "You're
gonna lick our shit! You're gonna make things even! I'm gonna shit in your
mouth and make you suck my turd!"
   "No, we won't force him into anything," Leland said, "we're just
going to tickle him to death!"
   "OK, OK! I...I WANNA DO IT ANYWAY!" he screamed.
   "Ssshh! You've have the whole dormitory in here!" Leland warned.
   "That's okay!" Shannon grinned. "We can suck 'em all! Lick their butts
and make 'em shit! I want to blow a lot of cocks and do everything that's
nasty! I'm all worn out now, but next time I'll...well, I'm not sure. But
I am sure I'll get excited enough!" He broke into giggles.


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