Date: Wed, 27 Jan 2021 21:44:29 +0000 From: greg greg Subject: A Teacher's Calling. Interracial and Adult Youth Please donate to Nifty if you enjoy the stories on this site. Donate.Nifty.Org A Teacher's Calling Robert was a senior at his moderately sized high school. There was about 500 500 students on campus at any given time and Robert probably knew them all by name anf if not, certainly by face. He had lived in his town his entire life. So had several generations of his family. It was a relatively quiet town and it was predominantly white. Very few minorities lived in his town and Robert could go weeks, even months, without seeing anyone that wasn't white. Because of this fact, and him finally becoming aware of it, he tended to look at minorities as exotic and something to be desired because of their, apparent, scarcity. Robert was your typical small town guy. He had been dreaming of seeing the world since as far back as he, or anyone else, could recall. He was in great shape thanks to his age and active lifestyle, he ran track and swam on tje high school's track and swim teams. He at like a horse but barely sit still long enough for those calories to get comfortable. He was always moving, doing something. His short brown hair matched his smoky brown eyes and his deep tan (from being outside running and swimming) only helped to showcase his full and pouty pink lips. Lips that several guys on the swim team envied and had taken to referring to them, behind his back, as DSLs or Dick Sucking Lips. More than one of his swim teammates had jacked off fantasizing about having Robert's lips wrapped around their cocks. At 6'2" and with broad shoulders and a tiny waist, his muscle mass and low body fat always got him plenty of attention in any venue and certainly in any situation that had him scantily clad...like, swimming. Needless to.say, plenty of guys and girls turned up for his swim meets. And, word on campus was he had a fat 8 or 9 inch uncut cock that a few people had claimed to seen up close. But, truth was, Robert was still a virgin. He had plenty of opportunities from guys and girls but he always passed. That seemed to add to his mystique. That wasn't why he passed, he couldn't care less what people thought of him. A trait he inherited from his parents. They were free thinkers that never gave any thought to other people's opinions or gossip. They taught Robert early that true happiness is living life on your terms and not worrying about naysayers or gossips. The reason Robert always passed was because he wanted something different than himself. It wasn't that he wasn't horny often, or even always, he was a 17 year old guy with all the tools needed to attract playmates. But he wanted something...exotic. He didn't fully understand why and he didn't really care to analyze it either. He just knew that he wanted something different. Late October rolled around and Robert's life was about to change forever and a new teacher would their calling. Robert walked into his 3rd period English IV class one dreary Wednesday morning and met a man that would have a profound impact on his life from that day on. Robert walked into class and sat in his usual front row seat and opened up his planner to see what the day would bring. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a dark skinned man approach his desk. "High! I'm Mr. Scout. You're the first to make it to my class this period. Most kids straggle in right before the bell rings." the man said, extending his hand to Robert. To Robert, he looked like he was in his mid to late forties, in good shape and had a killer smile that kinda took Robert by surprise. Robert extended his hand and they touched for the first time. Both sizing up the other. Robert noticed immediately that Mr. Scout had a hell of a grip and his forearm was massive compared to Roberts. Clearly Mr. Scout had spent years building that kind of muscle mass. Robert introduced himself, told the teacher about his track and swim team roles and tried to genuinely express his happiness to meet the new teacher. Mr. Scout was equally impressed with Robert's grip and his penetrating eye contact as they shook and felt out each other. He noticed Robert, after checking his torso out and releasing his hand, took a quick glance at his crotch. An act Mr. Scout noticed and returned in kind. After seeing each other's bulge, both gave the other an approving smile. Mr. Scout turned to walk toward his desk and that gave Robert the chance he needed to check out Mr. Scout's ass. Robert was quite pleased with what he saw. "It's great to meet you Mr. Scout." Robert said. Mr. Scout nodded and said "likewise". Then he sat behind his desk. The class was still empty and Robert's desk was only a few short feet away so they were free to speak privately. Robert, wasting no time, decided to strike while he could. "Mr. Scout, I'd like to beat the rush and ask you if you do any tutoring?" Robert said, knowing full well that English was one of his best and favorite subjects. If anything, Robert would be tutoring other students. Mr. Scout gave a knowing smirk and then seemed to focus his gaze on Robert's lips. "Well Mr. Massey, I'll tell you, I haven't done any tutoring in some time but I would be willing to help you work on any hard, um, issues you might encounter in my class." "That's good to hear, sir. I don't want to waste any time. I'm pretty bad at this stuff and my mom has been after me for a while to get some help. I figure, there's no better tutor than the teacher, right?" Robert laid it on thick. "I appreciate your initiative and your willingness to go after what you need. Some kids are too afraid to step out and ask for help and they suffer for it. I can see that you're a young man that knows what he needs and you're gonna get it." Robert was grinning from ear to ear. Both men knew what was being discussed. Robert's fat cock was already starting to stiffen in his jeans. Unbeknownst to him, Mr. Scout was experiencing the same problem. His thick black cock was starting to harden up to its full 10 inches of magnificent ebony glory. "Yes sir. When it comes to my education, I always go after what I need." "Well son, you'll surely get that and you'll learn a lot too. Tell you what, take this, it's my address. Swing by tonight around 9 pm. I have some papers to grade but I'll be done by 830 and ready for you at 9. By the way, Mr. Massey, when I tutor I have full control. Show up ready to work and be on time. Clear?" "Abundantly, sir!" Robert could barely contain his excitement. Finally! Finally he would have an opportunity to get what he had been craving for so long. Finally, he would have someone he could count on to teach him how to be a man and how to please a man, a black man. Robert left school after 3rd period. Once his class was over, he couldn't take it anymore. He had to get out, head home and start preparing for his session with Mr. Scout. Even though he was a virgin, he wasn't ignorant about what was needed to be a good bottom. He spent the afternoon shaving and cleaning himself, readying his hole for its first cock. But, not just any cock, based on his bulge, it was gonna be long and thick. As afternoon turned to evening, the time finally arrived. Robert grabbed his tiny travel kit. It had various lubes and condoms along with some party favors, jist in case he couldn't handle Mr. Scout's girth or length...or both. As he pulled up to the address Mr. Scout had given him, the clock struct 8:55. Robert breathed a sigh of relief but knew he had to hustle. He jumped out of his car, grabbed his kit, and practically ran to the door. The house was average size and looked well cared for. The yard was neatly manicured, house was clean and looked freshly painted from the yard. It was well lit and, by all appearances, it seemed like any other house on the block. Robert rang the bell and waited. It felt like forever and he even considered ringing it again but decided to wait. He stood there trying to listen for sounds or movement inside. Nothing could be heard. Just as he was about to turn to leave he heard the deadbolt turn with a quick snap. Then he saw the handle move. Slowly the door began to move. It looked dimly lit inside bit it was hard to see beyond the foyer. Once the door was fully open Robert saw Mr. Scout standing there, dripping wet, wearing only speedo. "Oh, sir... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt." He stammered out. Not sire if he got the time wrong or was mistaken altogether. "You're fine Robert. I finished grading the papers early and a buddy stopped by so we decided to take a swim. You're right on time, by the way. That's good, it shows you respect my time and can follow orders." Robert smile sheepishly at that statement. "Here, at my house, you call my Dante. None of that sir or Mr. Scout shit. Okay? And my buddy out back is Sean, he's an old friend. I'll introduce you two. He will be helping me tutor you tonight. Come join us in the pool and be advised, you're gonna be sore tomorrow." As he said that he stepped out of the doorway and Robert followed him into the house. "Mr. Sc..., Um...Dante, I didn't bring my suit. I didn't know we would be getting wet." "Nah Rob, I only put on this speedo so I could answer the door. Can't have my neighbors seeing me answer the door nude. That wouldn't sit right at the next HOA meeting." and he chuckled. Then he said, "Strip down son. Sean's cock is bigger than mine and neither one of us has busted a nut in about a week." and he let his speedo hit the tile floor. Robert audibly gasped when he saw Dante's cock. Even soft it was massive. As Dante shifted his weight, as he waited for Robert to strip, his giant cock swayed slowly back and forth. Robert couldn't concentrate. He was hypnotized by cock. Finally Dante spoke up, "Do you understand what I'm telling you, son? Sean's cock is bigger than mine. You understand? If you want to leave, now is the time. If you follow me out to the pool we are gonna take that as consent. We're gonna pump you full of so much black cock cum that it's gonna be running out of your ass all night. You gonna eat some too! We are gonna use and abuse your body all night and tomorrow you're gonna be bed ridden." and he laughed heartily at his last comment. Robert's eyes were glazed over. His dick was hard as steel. All he could think about was he would finally know what it's like to be fucked by real men. Robert reached back and closed the door behind him. Then he locked the deadbolt and began to undress. As the list set his body on fire, he knew he was where he needed to be. "Dante...use me any way you like...please!?!?" "That's it, white boy. Training you guys is what I do. That's why I became a teacher and why I moved to this lily white town. It's my calling. To be continued...