Date: Sat, 9 May 2015 23:30:31 +0000
From: Bruce Demosthenes <sourceskid@hotmail.com>
Subject: Can I fuck you? 7

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On weekends when I am not on duty, one of the teachers who are assigned
housing on the school grounds takes over from Friday after sports until
Sunday night when the boys who signed out for the weekend have to be back,
in time for Chapel, at 8pm.

So I had Friday night, all day and night Saturday and all day Sunday to
myself, until after Chapel when I once again assumed responsibility for my
grade 9 and 10 boys.

Since the teachers in the houses are married with families, they don't
spend the entire weekend on the flat.  And a large number of boys sign out
for the weekend to go visit family or to stay with a fellow student who
only attends during the day (if that student's parents will take
responsibility for them) so there isn't the need for these teachers to be
in the main school building all the weekend.  Most just come and go between
their houses and the flat, and even then usually only in the evening when
students are required to get back to ensure they are on the flat by curfew
and stay on the flat and then go to bed and stay in their rooms during the
night.

Nevertheless, Alec was right that it would be suicide for him to come to my
room on the weekend (it was stupid his coming to my room during the week as
he had).  One never knew when these colleagues of mine would come to spot
check and since they had keys to the office next to my bedroom (and thus
could actually enter my bedroom if they heard something suspicious since
the office had an adjoining door) we would be even less safe than when I
was presumably in charge (in charge but surrounded by dozens of curious
ears and eyes of the teenage boys and one prefect down the hall who already
knew I had been up to no good).

On Friday after I finished showering to clean off the sex I had had with
Alec, I went downtown and after getting a bite to eat and seeing a movie, I
returned to the school and went to my room to watch TV and eventually go to
sleep.

The next day there was a football match between my private school and a
public school in the city.  We were hosting on the football field and
everyone was expected to attend (there are no real days off for teachers
and students in residence at a private school).  Plus Abbey would be
quarterbacking and he was a sight to watch.  He was a true athlete.

I attended the game in the morning and spent the entire game watching
Abbey.  His football uniform and the pads underneath accentuated his body
which I now knew intimately.  I had seen him many times in the shower and
now we had slept together (though to my regret only once).  His shoulders
looked so broad and his hips so narrow and firm in his football uniform.
While I assumed he was wearing a jock and a cup under his tight football
pants I could picture his cock and balls under them.

Every time he threw a pass my heart would go to my throat and every time it
connected with a receiver's hands I would cheer at the top of my voice.
Fortunately everyone else was looking at him too and cheering as hard so no
one suspected that I was secretly picturing him naked and remember his hard
cock pounding into my ass with the force of those strong legs that were
propelling him down the field for multiple touchdowns.

At the end of the game, which we won thanks to Abbey, thus moving our
school to the city-wide semi-finals, I noticed Abbey go and talk to a young
man at the sidelines who I thought I recognized but couldn't place.  They
seemed best of friends, though he definitely didn't go to the school.

It is unusual for boarders to have friends in the city as boarders come
from all across Canada.  The teacher in me wondered the connection and was
a bit suspicious.  I also kept wracking my brain as to where I recognized
him from.  But worried, now that the game was over and it couldn't be
justified, I stopped staring at Abbey and his friend.

The kitchen staff were preparing a barbeque, which was not just available
to boarders but to everyone who came to the game, as an enticement for day
students, parents and people in the community to attend.  I decided to
stick around for lunch, as I had nothing to do, and it saves me money to
eat at the school (private school pays pittance, the perks are free room
and board).

While waiting for the food, Alec approached me, which made me nervous.

As his flat master it would not be weird for him to be seen talking to me.
But I knew, and Alec knew, what we had been up to, and that it would be
better if we were seen as little as possible together.

"Can I come by and talk to you after lunch," he asked conspiratorially.

"Is this something to do with school or something I need to worry about," I
asked seriously.

"Sort of and not really," he said, and his expression belied a bunch of
emotions which confused me.  If it had just been flirtation I would have
said no as my colleague is on duty on the flat and we can't be doing
anything in my room.  And if he thought we were in danger I would have
insisted we go and talk now.  But his weird attitude and non-committal
response meant I had no idea what was going on.

"OK," I said, reluctantly.  "I'll meet you in my office" (if the duty
master was there, and I knew he wasn't currently as he was over at the
barbeque, I could just talk to Alec in his room across the hall or ask to
use the office for a few minutes).

Alec walked away and I went to mingle with the other teachers and
congratulate the coach, who was the director of athletics (i.e. gym
teacher) on how well he was doing with the team.

Aside from dealing with specific student requests and problems, teachers
usually only mingle with other teachers and while I was widely liked by the
grade 9s and 10s and being younger than other teachers they seemed to like
to come and talk to me and I was always receptive to them so spent more
time with students than most teachers I thought I needed to spend more time
with teachers in light of recent developments.

As we picked up our burgers (or hotdogs) we continued to mingle and just
ate this outdoor meal on paper plates standing and chatting, even though
there were some temporary tables and chairs set-up.

I was standing next to the coach and the teacher who was on duty for my
floor chatting when Abbey, who had by now showered and changed out of his
football uniform, came over to talk to the coach.  His friend, who I still
thought I recognized, held back waiting for him.  Abbey and the coach, it
seemed, had planned to meet that afternoon to go over the game and come up
with new plays, but Abbey wanted to postpone as there was a party he wanted
to go to.  Given the big win, the coach had no problem waiting until Monday
to do a post-mortem on the game and plan for the next game and the duty
master just reminded him to be back at the school by 11pm (Abbey didn't
need reminding, he was a prefect, but my colleague is a stickler for
rules).

As Abbey and his friend walked away, and the three of us teachers resumed
our conversation, I could have sworn the boy who was with him was gesturing
in my direction and that he and Abbey were talking about me, but that could
have been my imagination.

As the crowd dispersed, I made my way to the flat and before I opened the
door to the office Alec was by my side, his room being across the hall and
he had been waiting.

I let us into my office and closed the door.

"What's up," I asked.

This time the old Alec was back and he grabbed my hand and placed it on his
crotch and said "I am" and he was.  That gorgeous 5" uncut cock was rock
hard under his chino slacks (boarders don't have a weekend dress code
except that they can't wear jeans).

"Is this why you wanted to see me," I asked, a little annoyed since we had
agreed not to risk sex during the weekend when another teacher was on duty.

"Yes," he said, "and I need to tell you something about Rob but that can
wait."

"No it can't," I said.  If there was anything about his roommate, who he
had told we were having sex, I needed to know it now.

"It's no biggie.  In fact, I pretty sure you are going to like it," he
said.

I looked at him disapprovingly.  I was not happy he had told his roommate.
So I couldn't imagine what new development there might be that I would
like.

"OK, so Rob said last night that he might want to use your services," said
Alec.

Services?  What was I?

I am their teacher not an escort.

Plus I thought what was developing with Alec was special.  We weren't just
having sex.  It felt like we were making love.  We had kissed.

"You want me to do with Rob what you and I do," I asked.

"Of course not.  He thinks you just suck me off and he has these bitches,
(when I raised my eyebrow at his language he quick added) his word not
mine, down the hill and they suck him off, but because he can't leave the
school very often he was complaining of blue balls and he said he might
want your services," Alec continued.

"I thought you would be pleased," Alec added when I didn't respond, my
being totally in shock and barely able to process what he was saying.  "He
is blond like Abbey and me, and while he isn't uncut like me he does seem
to have a decent size cock, though I've never seen it hard."

Not only did now a third person know Alec and I were 'fooling around' (how
I would describe what we were doing to downplay the seriousness, though we
were actually fucking, so I guess it was good news Rob thought I was only
sucking his roommate's cock), but now I was going to be sucking him off,
i.e. having sex with another 14 year old boy in my care.  I was double
damned and was about to double my risk of getting caught, fired and sent to
jail.

While part of me was distraught at the danger another part was picturing
Rob, who was impishly cute, with dimples and wavy blond hair (fairer hair
than Alec's), in his baby blue brief and naked in the shower.  I was very
curious to see what that cock that hung down further than most boys his age
was like hard.  Alec was right, it did seem to be a decent size.

"Can I fuck you now sir," Alec said, jolting my out of my thoughts and back
into the moment.

As if to emphasise his need Alec moved my hand up and down on his crotch.
I had been too overwhelmed by what Alec had told me I had completely
forgotten I had my hand pressed against his hard cock.

"You agreed it was too dangerous on the weekends," I said with a pleading
tone in my voice.  "And my colleague is a, what was your word, hard-ass?"

"Ball-breaker, and he won't come by.  There was just a football game and I
saw him head across the school grounds to his house.  We are fine," he said
with confidence, rubbing my hand up and down along his crotch so I could
totally feel the length and width of his rock hard uncut cock.

"OK," I said, my willpower having long ago evaporated. "You may be right
about the duty master not coming by on a Saturday afternoon after a
football game but we have to be quiet, there are boys outside."

He nodded and smiled and then leaned in and kissed me.  The second he
kissed me I wanted him to fuck me like he had the day before on my bed with
me on my back kissing him and him deep inside me.  But that would, based on
previous experience, make me cum and get us both sweaty and crusty and in
need of showers.

So I shared with him my thoughts from the day before and said "if you go
shower on a Saturday afternoon other students will ask questions.  And you
can't use my shower because you would be seen leaving with wet hair."

"I have a hair dryer," Alec quickly said.

I nodded assent and he ran across the hall and got his hairdryer and ran
back.  I have no idea if anyone saw him but at this stage my blood was
pumping and my cock was hard and there was no turning back.

When he came back in and closed the door I began to kiss him and my hand
went to his cock without him taking my hand and placing it on it.  After a
few minutes of kissing I let go of his cock and opened the door to my
bedroom.

He followed me in and I closed the door.

As Alec and I began to remove our clothes Alec said "if I am going to have
to dry my hair, can we do it in the shower?"

I had my heart set on him fucking my on my back on the bed looking up at
him kissing.  But I couldn't say no to this boy.  So I just nodded and we
both removed the last of our clothing and walked to my bathroom.

As I ran the shower I admired Alec's body.

This skinny boy with his uncut cock sticking straight up was so appealing.
I couldn't get enough of him.

Seeing me admiring him, Alec started to do some poses which just made me
melt.  This boy knew I found him hot and basked in my lust for him.

After striking some very sexy poses that verged on kiddy-porn, Alec grabbed
my ass roughly and said "I am sure the water is hot by now.  I need to sink
my cock into this."

Him talking dirty like that sent a shiver through me and made my cock
twitch.

I didn't know how to take Alec.  At school he is this petit French Canadian
boy who didn't say much, partly because of the language and partly because
he is shy.  The last two times we had sex he was this sensitive romantic
lover.  But there was also this aggressive boy who wants to fuck and even
to dominate (who seemed to think there was nothing wrong with sharing me
with his roommate) and would occasionally talk dirty.

I guess Alec was just a typical 14 year old who discovered sex and thinks
it is all about fun.

I stepped into the shower followed by Alec.

Alec put his hands on me and turned me to face him.  I thought he wanted to
kiss me and leaned in to accommodate.  In response to my leaning into he
kissed me briefly, but then put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me
down to my knees.

There under the water cascading down his body and beating down on my head I
took his uncut cock into my mouth.

I loved everything about this cock.  Its length and width was perfect.
Like Alec is was long (well long for his age at 5") and slender.  I could
take it down my throat without gagging.

But most of all I loved the foreskin.  I was fascinated by the foreskin and
his was long enough the entire head was covered except for just the very
tip where the slit was when he was hard.

I just took it in entirely in my mouth and held it, foreskin still covering
the head.

On my knees in front of him in the shower instantly role to number one in
hottest experience I had ever had.  Here I was on my knees in front of a
boy who I had first seen naked in the shower down the hall.  Sure my shower
was not the same as the group shower, but nevertheless, here Alec was
standing in front of me water running over him.  He was just like I had
seen him the first time and a number of times since, the only difference
being that uncut cock I had checked out every time I had seen him in the
shower naked was rock hard and in my mouth.

The more I thought about it the harder my mouth squeezed around his cock.
I had the hard uncut boy cock I had seen in the shower, in my mouth while
he was in the shower!

Where previously I wanted to playing with foreskin and nibble on it and run
my tongue under it, I just held his cock in my mouth and looked up at him
remembering the first and subsequent times I saw him naked taking a shower
wondering what his uncut cock was like hard and now it was hard in my
mouth.

Alec smiled down at me after a while.  Perhaps he knew the memories going
through my head or maybe he just liked me kneeling in front of him with his
hard cock in my mouth.

Eventually he reached down and put his hands under my arms and pulled me to
my feet.  I didn't need more direction; I turned around to face the shower
nozzle facing away from him.

I felt his cock connect with my hole.

No lube, not even baby oil.  Only water.

And while the entry was rough before long I was holding onto the wall as he
rammed up into my ass.

I didn't care it hurt.  I needed this.

He placed his hands on my hips to steady himself as he fucked, us both
naked and water pouring over us.  In that position Alec fucked me for
longer than he ever had and I loved (and hated because it hurt) every
minute of it.

I only knew he was cumming because he rammed exceptionally hard and then
left his cock burried in my ass as he emptied himself in my belly.

When he was done, he pulled out and turned me around and pushed on my
shoulders so I was again on my knees and I sucked and licked his cock clean
with my mouth even though we were in the shower and I could wash it clean
with soap and water.

Out of the shower I threw on a bathrobe but Alec stayed naked.  He dried
his hair sitting on the end of my bed entirely naked.  I stood a little
ways away in my robe and watched.

I had checked him out naked multiple times but in the shower.  Sure I knew
his body now that we had been naked and had sex, but I hadn't really
studied him.  As he dried his hair I got to look him all over, up and down
his mostly hairless body (except for a patch of blond pubes and a few hairs
on his underarms).  I especially got to stare at that nice uncut cock
which, now that it had gone soft, just hung between his legs over his
walnut size balls completely covered in foreskin.  I also got to admire the
complete lack of fat on his body, even though he was still a boy.

I don't think I had ever overtly studied another person as much as I got to
see Alec and the more I looked at him the more I wanted him back in side
me, even as I felt the muscle memory of his cock ramming my ass hard only a
few minutes before and even though I could feel his big load of cum leaking
out of my hole and down my legs.

Alec even seemed to dress slowly so I could study him more,

I don't know if he was doing this intentionally.  But this 14 year old was
turning my crush over him in a taboo situation into an obsession where I
would have no control (not that I had much control up to this point).

When he was fully dressed was the first time he really acknowledged me.  He
came over to where I was standing in my bathrobe watching him and leaned in
and kissed me on the lips.  I responded and we made out for a while.

When our lips parted I went to the door that opens directly into the hall.
While I assumed the duty master was not in the office, I didn't want to
take the chance.  I also didn't want to take the chance of Alec being seen
leaving my apartment, but I would rather chance things with students than
with my colleague.  It was a gorgeous Saturday afternoon and I couldn't
imagine students being up on the flat.

Opening the door I looked up and down the hall.  When I didn't see anyone I
opened the door wider and Alec, hair dryer in hand, dashed across the hall
to his room and I quickly closed the door.

Later, when I got dressed and went downtown, I purchased a hair dryer.
Would be bad enough if someone had seen Alec emerging from my apartment but
carrying a hair dryer would have been impossible to explain (what had I
been thinking).

I thought about going back to the sex shop but decided against it.  It was
the weekend and I would be more likely to be seen entering or exiting it
(or even inside).


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