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Teaching in Paradise – Chapter 1

The advertisement caught my eye: "Teach School in Paradise". Having just finished a really shitty year teaching at an urban high school, I had to at least check it out. The ad read:

"Unique teaching opportunity for highschool-certified teacher. Live and work in a lush, tropical setting. Room and a stipend provided. Great student/teacher ratio. Setting is one room school. Must be very open minded and creative."

A one room school? I didn't know they actually still existed. I dismissed it as another disaster waiting to happen, just like this past year.

After graduating from college, it was very hard to find a steady teaching job, so I spent the first two years of my career doing substitute teaching. Finally, last year, I landed a job teaching highschool English on the north side of Minneapolis. I was so excited for my first real teaching job! I was going to change these kids' lives! I was personally going to close the achievement gap these kids had with their suburban peers!

And then I ran into an administration that stifled creativity at every turn!

No- I couldn't do this, no-that would be outside of the standard curriculum, no-I would need to submit a proposal to the committee to get that book added, and on and on. Every idea I had was shot down or would need a series of approvals that would take weeks, if not months.

The kids had been great. They were eager, bright, and wanted to be there. It was the administration that made the experience hell on earth. I dreaded the thought of going back for another year, but teaching jobs were still hard to come by, so my options were limited.

I didn't think about the ad again until I went to get the mail one morning and there was my renewal notice for next year. Damn! Seeing it brought back all of the frustration. I just didn't want to go back.

I found the ad again and called the number.

"Paradise Dunes, this is JoAnna," said the voice answering the phone.

"Hi, this is Nathan McGrane and I'm calling in reference to the ad you had about the high school teaching position," I said, trying to sound as professional and mature as my 24-year-old voice would allow.

"Oh cool," said a female voice. "There are only 6 kids, but, all in one room. Sophomores though Seniors. Think you can handle that?"

"Well, truthfully, that would be a new experience, but yes, I'm certain I could make it work," I replied, even though I had no real idea of how I would possibly make it work.

"So, before we go any further, Nathan, how open-minded are you?" asked the female voice, laughing a bit.

"Well, I like to think I'm pretty open-minded about things," I muttered, wondering where this was going.

"I'll cut to the chase. The position comes with a free place to live, a salary of $20k a year, you get to decide what you want to teach and how you want to teach it," said the woman whose name I still didn't know. "But, you need to understand, you will be living and teaching at a full time nudist resort."

"I'm sorry," I said, sure that I had heard incorrectly. "What was that?"

"The free place to live, $20k, free reign to teach how you want part or the nudist resort part," she asked, laughing.

"Well, I guess both parts," I said, trying not to sound like I wasn't the open-minded person I claimed to be just a moment before.

"We are officially a charter school. It's all legal. None of the parents have a background in education, so we aren't going to tell you what to do. As long as you follow the state guidelines, you can do whatever you want to do," she said. "You just have to do it naked. And yes, the kids will be naked as well." She ended with a bit of a laugh. I wasn't sure what to say.

"Are you still with me Nate?" she asked, "Or did I scare the shit out of you?"

"Um, no, I'm still here," I said. "That, um, sounds really......interesting."

"Tell you what," she said, "What I just said probably blew your mind a bit. Think it over and, if you are still interested, send me an email with your resume and licensure."

With that, she finally gave me her name, JoAnna Crawford, and email address. She also gave me the name of the resort, Paradise Dunes Family Nudist Resort.

Other than gym classes, I'd never been naked with more than one person in my life. The thought of being naked in front of students was both frightening and oddly exciting.

Through all of school and college, I was a chubby kid. Not really fat, but certainly not slender. Because of that, I didn't date a lot. It was combination of my body, my lack of confidence, and a general confusion of who I wanted to date. I'd definitely had crushes on a lot of girls in high school and college, but I felt oddly attracted to a lot of guys I knew as well. The confusion kind of kept from doing anything with any of them.

The second year I was doing substitute teaching, I decided to do something about my appearance. I started doing a lot of online video workouts. Everything from yoga to weight training. As long as the weather cooperated, I would go out for a run most days. I didn't change my diet drastically, but I started watching what I ate and tried to pick healthier things.

By the end of that school year, I was no longer a chubby guy. Now, I stood six feet even and carried a muscled, but lean body.

Whenever I was at a new school, I could tell both men and women on staff seemed to be attracted to my blue eyes, blonde hair, and nice body. But, alas, along with my new body, I still had the same old insecurities, so I still hadn't been dating.

That all combined to make me an extreme rarity in this day and age: a 24 year old virgin. Yep. I still hadn't had sex, well unless you count my friend in junior high and I jacking each other off. Obviously, I had done a huge amount of jacking off to a wide variety of fantasies, some involving various students I'd taught, some other teachers, it was a little bit of everything and everyone that would make my dick hard.

The thought of seeing some of my students caused my cock to rise to it's full 7" and demand to some attention.

My fantasies generally involved both the boys and girls and me doing things with all of them.

I started stroking my cut cock with a mental slideshow of people I knew flashing through my head, students, teachers, classmates from college. Putting familiar faces into situations I'd seen in the porn I routinely watched. It wasn't going to take long. I could feel it start to rise and soon enough, it was there. After, blowing a load that shot as far as my chin, I decided to do a bit of school teacher homework. How did a one room school work? What exactly was a `Family Nudist Resort'?

One thing that JoAnna had said kept coming back to mind again and again; As long as you follow the state guidelines, you can do whatever you want. To me, that would be teaching in paradise more than living at nudist resort in south Florida. No curriculum committees, no principals saying what I had to do. Just me and the kids. Naked. Wow.

Of course, my first thought about a nudist resort was that there would be sex happening all over everywhere and how could they possibly have children in an environment like that?

Looking at the website, it painted a very different picture.

The resort was about being a naturist, not about open sexuality. In fact, sex in the open, and even uncovered hard penises, were expressly against the rules. I had a feeling I would be covering my hard on quite a bit if I actually did take this job.

I had been avoiding looking at my renewal letter, but since prep for school would start in a little over a month, I decided I better take a look at it. I should have looked sooner. There were budget cuts and because of my low seniority, I was still going to be an employee, but would be a permanent sub. Shit! All of the bad about the stifling atmosphere, plus now I would only be taking on whatever another teacher had already designed within the limited parameters they had.

To hell with it! I revised my resume, stressing the creative things I'd tried to do, scanned in my credentials, and sent it off to JoAnna.

Two days later, there was a reply. They would like to do a video interview with me.

On their side, it would be JoAnna, her partner Ken (who were the owners of the resort), and each of the six families who would have kids in the class. They, of course, would all be naked. If I chose to do the interview, it was up to me whether I would be clothed or nude, but they preferred that I be naked just to see how I handled it.

She gave me several times over the next couple of days when they would be available.

I decided if I was in for a dime, I was in for a dollar. I sent back a response, that I would be available the next evening.

I immediately started doing all of the research I could on the state of Florida's high school guidelines and gathered all of the information I could about teaching in a multi-class environment.

My computer was at a small desk I had set up. The camera would show my chest, but not below the waist. I decided I would truthfully answer that I was naked, but wouldn't risk them seeing my cock get hard, should that occur.

Just to help guard against that, half an hour before the call, I took off my clothes and got on my bed. I began to think about one of my female students from last year, Sharlene. Sharlene was a very bright African American girl with a killer body. In my mind, she was staying after class to help me with something when she raised her short skirt to show me her shaved pussy. My cock was instantly hard.

"Do you like what you see Mr. McGrane?" she said.

"Yesssss," my dream self answered, while my real self stroked my cock.

"Give me your hand," she said and she took my fingers and guided them into her very wet pussy. She started moving them in and out of her. "I've wanted to fuck you since the first day of school Mr. McGrane, but my boyfriend won't let me." In my fantasy, she unzips my pants and starts to stroke my very hard cock.

"He says, you would have to do something for him before I can fuck you," she said, my fingers in her pussy and her hand on my cock.

"You need to suck my cock," came another voice. I looked and there was a hard cock in front of my face. I looked up and realized it was Brady, Sharlene's boyfriend and the quarterback on the football team.

I opened my mouth to reply, but before I could say anything, his big cock slid in and I was sucking it.

"Oh yes, Mr. McGrane, suck that cock! Now I get to do this," Sharlene said. I felt her pussy leave my fingers, but they were replaced by something very warm and wet starting to envelop my dick. She was fucking me, and I had her boyfriend's cock in my mouth!

The splatters of cum brought me back to reality. Again and again, I shot all over myself. At least 8 shots and my stomach and chest were bathed in white.

I glanced at the clock and realized the interview was in 15 minutes. I grabbed a t-shirt and began wiping myself clean.

By the time I was reasonably free of cum, I sat down at my desk, my stomach in knots. This was going to be a job interview and I was naked and had just cum harder than I remember ever cumming while I was thinking about fucking my students!

I opened the email and clicked on the link. Zoom opened up.

I was trying to clear my head from the fantasy I just had, but images of naked students kept floating into my thoughts. Soon enough, JoAnna appeared on the screen with a man who had a classic hippie look about him; long way salt and pepper hair, a couple of bracelets and a necklace, and of course, a deep all over tan. They were sitting on a sofa, both, of course, naked. The man was sitting somewhat cross-legged and his cock was easily visible.

"Hi Nathan! Good to see you!" said JoAnna. "This is my partner Ken Adams." I assumed they were both business partners and partner partners.

Other windows started to appear on the screen. "Well, it looks like everyone is on. So, stand up and introduce yourself and then we will go around and introduce ourselves."

Stand up? I thought. Obviously, they want to see if I'm really naked. Thankfully, I wasn't hard again yet. I stood, adjusting the camera on my laptop so that my crotch and head were both visible.

"Hi! I'm Nathan McGrane. I'm 24 and a graduate of the University of Minnesota. I grew up in Minnesota. I'm single, my family calls me Nate, but I'm okay with either," I said.

I sat back down, so just had my chest and face showing. We went around with the introductions.

It was just the parents on the call, but they mentioned their child's name and age as well. There was the Parisis, 17 year old daughter Nancy; the Hunters, 14 year old son Kellen; Julia Harris, 15 year old daughter Danielle; the Garvers, 16 year old son Sage; the Cruz's, 15 year old son Nolan; Jacob Harper, 17 year old son Jaxon.

So, four boys and two girls, that's a lot of teenage boy hormones I thought.

Of course, they were all naked, with tits and cocks of various sizes and shapes plainly showing. I could feel my cock start to respond to what I was seeing.

"So, now that's out of the way," said Jackie Parisi, sounding very official. "What is your experience and how would you handle the kids being in different grades?"

I went through my student teaching and first three years as an actual teacher. I had taught all levels of high school and all subjects, so I was covered there.

"Obviously, I haven't had experience exactly like this," I continued, "but we used a block schedule format at the high school I was at last year where the class times were longer, but you didn't have the same class each day. From everything I've been able to read about in the last couple of days, I think I would use something similar. I could get each student or groups of students, since it sounds like there are at least two in the same grade, working on a subject matter and then float from one to the other, spending time on instruction with each one while the others did some self-study."

She seemed happy with the answer.

"What is your experience in public nudity?" asked Maria Garver, a woman who appeared to be in her early 50's and was kind of plump. My cock started to go back down a bit. "And you realize that this a naturist resort, correct?" It seemed like the Hunters kind of smirked at the question.

"Yes, I completely know that Paradise Dunes is a naturist resort and that being a naturist is just about being nude and doesn't equate to sex," I responded, remembering what I had read on the website. "As far as experience, I will admit that I don't have any, but from what I've read, folks adapt to the nudity pretty quickly and it feels normal in a short period of time."

"Who are you talking to Daddy?" came a young female voice.

A young girl and boy appeared on the screen with Julia and Isaac Hunter. Each climbed onto one of their dad's knees. They both appeared to be just on the cusp of puberty. Each was leaning back against their father's chest, which had the effect of showing off their crotches. The girl had a few brown strands of pubic hair, while her brother had some wisps of the same color of hair sitting atop a surprisingly big cock for a boy of his age.

"It's someone who might be Kellen's teacher in a couple of weeks," replied Isaac, a very good-looking man in his mid-30's. "His name is Mr. McGrane. Nathan, these are our twins, Kelcee and Keegan."

"Hi, it's nice to meet you both," I replied, trying not to stare at this naked young girl as she absentmindedly put her hand on her dad's cock. Keegan's hand went to his own stiffening uncut shaft.

"Hi Mr. McGrane, nice to meet you too," said Kelcee. Her brother echoed the same. "I hope you come and teach here. You're cute."

She seemed a bundle of energy, as typical of a girl around 11. Although she was sitting on her Dad's knee, she couldn't quite hold still and squirmed a bit the whole time. I guess if you are naked, you don't have to sit "like a lady" as there is nothing to be modest about.

It hit me that this was obviously not the first time these kids have been naked on video calls. There was no modesty or embarrassment. Her hand played with her dad's hardening cock as naturally as any child would play with a stuffed animal that comforted them.

"Well, thank you," I said, blushing a bit.

"Are you going to move down here and live with all of us?" asked Keegan, the two kids now taking over the interview.

"If your parents offer me a job, I might be doing that," I answered.

"Well, I want you to be my teacher!" Kelcee said. "But we're stuck back with the little kids."

"Really? What grade are you two in?" I asked.

Isaac's cock was fully hard and looked to be about 7".

"We are going into 6^th, so it's our last year with the babies," said Keegan, obviously not happy about the situation, not that it would take much at that age. Meantime, he had fondled himself to the point where his dick was sticking up a good 4" into the air.

"We have the classes set up 1^st through 6^th, 7^th through 9^th, and 10^th through 12^th," said Alexandria Cruz, a very attractive woman in her early 40's.

"Well, Isaac, it looks like you are really excited about this interview," laughed JoAnna.

"Excited about something anyway," laughed Isaac. "I can't say that it's due to the interview, even if Kelcee is right and Nathan is an attractive man."

"Isaac! You know you are supposed to cover up when that happens!" said an exasperated Maria.

"Oh, for heaven's sake Maria! Give it a rest. I'm sure that Nate has seen a hard cock or two along the way. Besides, I'm in my own house, not out at the pool," said Isaac sounding as if he had had this discussion before. Kelcee seemed to finally realize the predicament she had created for her dad, and giggled, now turning her attention to his erection. My own cock was definitely rock hard again. Hopefully, they wouldn't ask me to stand up when we said goodbye.

"I don't want to embarrass our new teacher before he even starts, or fight with Maria on what a man should do when his cock gets hard, so I'll sign off," said Isaac. "Nathan, great to meet you! You all do what you want, but he has my vote." And with that, they disappeared from the screen. As it faded out, I could have sworn that I saw Kelcee bending toward her dad's cock, but maybe I only imagined it.

For the next 20 minutes, we went back to standard interview questions. They asked about courses I taught, whether I thought climate change was real (I do), and some other questions about my background. When Jacob Harper, a tall black man who, by appearance, fit the stereotype of having a huge cock, asked me a question, it barely registered that we were both naked.

The parents' questions and tone were friendly, but to the point. There were obviously concerned about their children's education. That was a good thing.

"Well, that covers what we wanted to ask," said JoAnna smiling. "If each family could text me, while we cover any questions which Nate has, we can move this along."

"You mentioned that a place to live is provided, can you tell me a bit more about that?" I asked.

"It's a one-bedroom, unfurnished apartment, with your own kitchen," responded Ken. "There are three apartments that are part of the same structure. The other two teachers live in the other two. You all have private entrances and everything, so no worries there. We provide wifi and pay the water and electricity."

"Oh, health insurance is paid for by us. It's through a consortium of charter schools," said JoAnna.

"I guess my only question is why don't you just send the kids to public school?" I asked. "This has to be really expensive for so few students."

"The public schools in Florida tend to be kind of shitty, so we would likely send the kids to private schools anyway and, compared to other private schools, it actually doesn't come out being that much," said Julio Cruz, a handsome man with jet black hair. "We don't have to pay rent and there is no administration. It's just the teachers. We also found that the kids from here get teased a lot any time they have been to the public school. Kids can be cruel, so we would rather just avoid it. Plus, quite simply, the kids hate it when they have to put clothes on. They've all grown up wearing pretty much nothing but diapers."

"That makes sense," I said, thinking of the horrible taunting that some of the kids I know went through. "I guess that's all I have. What are the next steps?"

"While we have been answering your questions, I've received the responses from all of the parents," said JoAnna smiling. "It's unanimous. We would like to extend you an offer to teach school here. I will send you details via email. We don't expect or want you to answer right now. Think it over, read through the contract, and let us know in the next couple of days." There were a chorus of "Nice to meet you!" and "Hope you join us!" and one by one, the screens disappeared.

So, the job was mine if I wanted it.

I knew that I hated the thought of going back to the school where I taught the last year, especially as a sub, not even with my own classroom, but this would be a huge step for the obvious reasons.

As the interview went on, I did kind of lose track of the fact that we were all naked, but the experience of seeing Isaac Hunter's dick get hard while his young daughter fondled it, made me hard as a rock when it was happening. Thinking about it made my cock hard again.

Would I be able to control myself in a classroom full of high school kids? I knew from experience that kids that age are discovering their sex appeal and often used it or tried to use it, on teachers. How would I cover a hard cock if I were standing at a whiteboard or next to a student giving them one-on-one instruction?

Later in the day, the information arrived. The contract was pretty standard and didn't really have anything in it that wasn't in the one Minneapolis schools were going to ask me to sign. In fact, it had a lot less. It did say that JoAnna was the principal of the school, which I thought was interesting, but I guess she was the most logical one. The apartment would be available on a Thursday, with classes starting the next Monday. So, I would have at least a few days to get used to things before the kids showed up. It was a one-year contract in terms of salary and the housing, but classes would only be held for the standard nine months. I could live at the resort for free the other three months.

It wasn't a lot of money, but on the other hand, I was just barely making ends meet where I was. Free housing and utilities removed the major things I spend money on. I did some quick math and figured I would actually be a lot better off with this new position.

Instead of daydreaming about naked adults and children, I started fantasizing about teaching novels by both dead white guys and contemporary authors of color. I could use real world examples to demonstrate why we needed to study history. The more my mind poured over these possibilities, the more I knew the answer.

"I gladly accept your offer of a teaching position for the coming year. Please find attached the signed contract for the teaching position at Paradise Dunes," my email began. "I plan to arrive on the Thursday the housing becomes available. Please let me know if I need to do anything in terms of supplies, texts, etc. for the students. If there are teachers' editions of any texts, would it be possible to have them sent to me?"

I hit send. That was it. I was going to be teaching naked.

Within an hour, my phone rang. It was a number I didn't recognize, but something told me I should answer.

"Hello?" I said into the phone.

"Hello Nathan, this is JoAnna Crawford," came the reply, "I just wanted to call and tell you how happy we all are that you have accepted our offer. Kelcee and Keegan sort of began telling all of the kids about you and things kind of spread like wildfire, so all of them are already excited and were really hoping you would accept. Their previous teacher was an older woman who was a long-time resident. I think she was an okay teacher, but obviously not as good as a young man who will be up on the latest things."

"Well, I think that is all good to hear," I said. "I'm glad the students are excited."

Exactly what type of excited were they, I wondered.

"In response to your questions, I can send you some textbooks. I hope they will be what you are looking for," JoAnna said. "The kids are asking if I can give them your email address. Would that be okay?"

"Actually, that would be wonderful," I replied. "That way I can get a sense of where they are in their studies."

"Okay, well, when you get here, there is a gatehouse you need to stop at," said JoAnna. "If Ken or I aren't in there, tell whoever it is who you are and come and find us. I'll let you go, but just wanted to chat and see about the emails. Let me know if you have any questions."

"Okay, thanks for calling," I said. "I really look forward to getting down there and meeting everyone."

I immediately emailed my landlord that I would be moving out, as I was just at my 30-days' notice.

Now, I had a dilemma. I needed to tell my dad, but what exactly should I tell him? Through a complicated series of events, I had been estranged from my mom for a number of years, but my dad and I were pretty close. I lived with him from high school on, after my parents divorced. Dad, is 45, and in decent shape. I have a suspicion that his love life since the divorce is more active than he lets on. I decided that honesty is the best policy. He still lives a couple of hours north of the Twin Cities, where I grew up.

"Hey Dad, I've got some news about where I'll be teaching this fall," I said. "I'll be moving to Florida and teaching in the Miami area."

"Florida? Well, that's a fairly dramatic move," he said. "What brought this on? I knew you weren't happy where you were, but this seems big."

"Well, it's pretty unique," I said. "It gives me a lot of freedom to teach how I want to teach, I get to design all of the lessons and do whatever I want."

"That sounds pretty amazing," he replied. "How did you find an opportunity like that?"

"Well, I was just going through some ads for positions and this one stood out," I explained. "It's pretty unique. It's actually a one room school...at a nudist a resort."

It was silent for a bit and then Dad started laughing.

"You had me going there for a minute," he said. "I thought you were really moving to Florida."

"Ummm, not kidding dad," I said. "It's for real. It's a small charter school at a place called Paradise Dunes Family Nudist Resort. I'll be teaching the kids of the permanent residents."

"Well, that sounds interesting in a lot of different respects," he said, laughing a bit. "Do they allow the father of the teacher to come and visit?"

"I'm sure they do they do dad, but you would have to be naked," I answered.

"Well, I've always wanted to go to someplace like that," he mused. "Maybe I'll come down for a visit."

The fact that I just told him I would be teaching at a nudist resort faded from the conversation and we began talking about other things. Yep, I thought, I think my dad is probably more "open minded" as JoAnna put it than I might think. My dad. I'm pretty sure still waters run deep.

Within a couple of hours, the emails started arriving.

They were all polite introductions talking about what they liked to do and their favorite subjects. And they all included pictures, thankfully none showing their genitals. Someone likely told them that could cause a lot of problems.

Nolan Cruz, loves soccer and math. Nancy Parisi can't wait to discuss her favorite books with me. Jaxon Harper, very interested in the current political climate. Sage Garver, loves geometry and math and playing video games. Danielle Harris, a pretty blonde who didn't fit the stereotype as she wanted to discuss physics. Kellen Hunter, the brother of Kelcee and Keegan, just likes school and didn't express a preference for any subject.

I answered them all as they came in, not probing too deeply, but asking them to tell me about the things they had studied in the last couple of years. I really needed to figure out where these kids were academically. Danielle called me out for not sending a picture back to them and suggested a Zoom call with the kids.

Without thinking it through, I agreed and gave them some times when I would be available. Soon enough, it was set up.

The students had all impressed me already.

Nancy Parisi and Jaxon Harper, my two seniors. Both very concerned about how they would do on college entrance exams. Both wrote well and seemed thoughtful.

Nolan was both an athlete and a math nut.

Sage was another math guy, with a bit of gamer nerd as well.

Danielle was not only beautiful, but apparently very intelligent.

Although Kellen didn't express any particular interests, he wrote well.

I was getting more and more comfortable with my decision. I was going to need to up my game and would need to spend the next month doing my own studying if I was going to stay ahead of these kids.

It was time to meet my students, I clicked on the link and the windows started to appear. Of course, they were all naked and I wasn't.

Sage and Kellen were together, as were the two girls, Nancy and Danielle. Nolan and Jaxon were each in their own window. Sage and Kellen had set the camera to obviously show off their male bits. While their cocks weren't hard, I couldn't say that they were totally soft either. While I could see Nolan and Jaxon's cocks, they weren't being obvious about it. Nancy's small perky tits were on full display. Danielle's long blonde hair covered her chest, but then shortly after the introductions, she reached up and pulled her hair back, exposing her sizable breasts. Neither of the girls were showing their pussies, but all of the cocks were on display.

Interesting, I thought. None of these boys is circumcised.

"Hey, you aren't naked," said Kellen, teasingly.

"No, and I'm not going to be right now," I replied, suddenly very self-conscious. "I'll save that for when I'm down there."

"You know we will see you naked at some point," teased Sage. "At least go halfway there and take off your shirt."

"Okay, that I can do," I said and pulled off the t-shirt I was wearing. I was proud of my body and didn't mind doing this at all.

The kids let the issue drop and didn't press it further, thankfully.

So, I was half naked and chatting with my fully naked students. My cock had hardened up at the beginning, but the more we talked, it deflated back to a normal state.

I was getting to know them and finding out a lot of information about things they had studied before.

After a bit, Nancy and Danielle said they needed to leave, followed by Nolan who had soccer, and Jaxon who didn't say what he had to do, but needed to go.

That left Kellen, Sage and me.

"So, have you been to a nude resort before?" asked Kellen. The boys were sat down cross-legged and had adjusted the camera so that it got their heads, but also kept their crotches in full view.

"I have not, so this will all be kind of new to me," I said. They were both good looking boys. Kellen had the brown hair and eyes of his father. His muscles were starting to develop. Sage was the older of the two and his black wavy hair added to his good looks.

"New folks get used to it pretty fast," said Sage, stretching his legs out. I could see his uncut cock hanging over his low hanging balls. "It gets crowded on the weekends when folks come to spend the day or a couple of days."

"Yeah, there are some regulars who just don't live here, but are here every weekend. A lot of folks just come to check it out" said Kellen, bending one knee up, also exposing his dick. Even though he was younger than Sage, it looked like his uncut cock was bigger than his friend's. "But, they don't come back often enough to get know any of the regulars."

I was struck by the casualness with which these boys approached their nudity, but I guess it was second nature to them.

"Are you talking to Papa and Mema?" came a somewhat familiar voice, as Kelcee and Keegan came into the frame.

"No, we're talking to our new teacher," said her brother.

"Hi Mr. McGrane!" said Kelcee excitedly. "When are you moving here? I still want you to be my teacher!"

"Yeah, we don't want to be with the little kids!" said Keegan, appearing as well.

"Well, I'll be there in about a month," I said. "Maybe in a few years, I'll be your teacher, but we will still get to know each other."

"Are you naked?" she asked, as the twins squeezed in between the older boys. I was at my desk so they could only see my chest.

Kellen and Sage seemed fine with younger ones joining the conversation.

"No, Kelcee," I replied, "I just have my shirt off. I'll get naked when I move down there."

"Being naked is a lot of fun," said the little girl. Just as she had done with her dad, her hand casually rested on Sage's cock and she began to idly play with it. It was obviously a habit of hers.

"Being naked makes it lots easier for play time," she said. The boys looked at each other, gave a slight shoulder shrug and began grinning at me.

"So, yeah, there is kind of a difference between most of the live-in folks and the weekenders," said Sage, trying to act casually, while his friend's sister continued to play with his now hard 5" of cock.

"Yea, we don't get to play as much on the weekends," said Keegan, who began playing with his own cock after noticing Sage's erection.

"Um, Keegan, we probably shouldn't talk about things like that until we get to know Mr. McGrane better," said Kellen, now aware of everything going on around him.

"Oh, crap," he said, "I'm sorry, Kelcee kind of has a habit of just playing with someone's cock."

"Yeah, I'm sorry," said Sage. "I guess I should have made her stop before it got to this point." He looked down at his fully erect cock.

My dick was straining to be free, so without showing it on camera, I slipped my pants down and let my cock out. I began stroking it.

"Daddy says playtime is totally natural and we shouldn't be embarrassed about it," insisted Kelcee, "as long as we ask and get permission."

The boys were grinning even more as they knew they were giving me more information than any of the parents likely had done, or wanted to, at this stage. "We had lots of fun after the last call with Mr. McGrane. It's too bad Daddy turned it off."

Holy shit! It was true, there definitely was something going on with the Hunters that was more than just being naked. The lack of a reaction by Sage when Kelcee started playing with him made it obvious this was not an unusual event. I thought I saw a drip of pre-cum on Sage's cock.

"You're starting to leak," Kelcee said to Sage. "Can I clean it for you?"

"Um, sure," panted Sage, a little caught between getting a blow job in front of his new teacher and the need to continue to have his cock serviced.

Kelcee got on her knees and swallowed the teen's cock into her mouth. Sage closed his eyes and moaned softly. Kelcee's back end was towards the camera. I could see the soft cheeks of her ass and the lips of her little slit.

"I'll take care of you Kel," said Keegan as he assumed the same position as his sister and began sucking his older brother's cock. The twins' butts looked almost identical, Kelcee's perhaps slightly wider. Each of their legs spread slightly so I could see first Keegan's grape sized balls hanging freely and Kelcee's pussy lips, but beyond that, I could see two teenage cocks each receiving a blow job. I was pumping my own cock, not able to stop watching what was going on in front of me.

"Get ready Kelc, I'm gonna blow!" said Sage as his hips rose off the floor, obviously filling the little girl's mouth with his boy cum. My hand was moving even faster on my own cock as I felt my orgasm start to build.

"Ohhhh shittttt," escaped my mouth as my cock blasted shot after shot of cum into the air.

"I'm cumming Keeg!" I heard Kellen shout, still too absorbed in my own orgasm to pay attention. My eyes were closed, my breathing heavy, as I was lost in the feelings running through my body.

As I opened my eyes, I saw the four kids looking at me.

"Wow! Was that your cum shooting up like that?" asked Kellen, staring wide-eyed at the screen.