Date: Thu, 20 May 2021 22:32:38 +0100
From: Ant XXX <ant90xxx@gmail.com>
Subject: Deputy Headteacher - Chapter 2 (Gay > Adult-Youth)

Lewis bore a strong resemblance to his father. The man stood in Pete's
office doorway was short, carried a few more pounds than his son but had
the same blond spiky hair and freckly face. He wasn't classically
handsome but had the rough good looks of a typical scally dad that you'd
find in most northern cities. He was wearing a dark blue adidas tracksuit
that was stained from his work as a builder, with brown worker boots and
a hi-viz vest hanging from his shoulders.

Pete was frozen, his dick still deep inside Lewis, and as he met the
boy's father's angry gaze a small voice whispered "please don't
stop."

He didn't know if he was more shocked by the sudden appearance of
Lewis's dad, or by the revelation that Lewis was actually awake, and
possibly had been the whole time.

A thousand thoughts were rushing through Pete's head but foremost
amongst them was what the fuck is this builder chav dad going to do to
the 38-year-old deputy headteacher who was currently balls deep in his
14-year-old son?

The two men continued to stare at each other as Lewis clenched his bum
muscles a little, trying to encourage his teacher to start fucking him
again. Pete's seven-inch cock was still rock hard and -- in spite of the
situation -- feeling the boy clench against his dick sent waves of
pleasure running through him, but he knew what he had to do.

Slowly he began to withdraw from the boy, and as he did so Lewis's dad
walked over to him and brought his face right up to Pete's face. Pete
was pretty convinced the man was going to headbutt him then beat him up
and he froze again, his dick about halfway out of Lewis's arse. Lewis's
dad was breathing heavily and Pete could smell stale cigarettes and a
hint of lager on his breath.

Bracing for impact, Pete closed his eyes and was continuing to withdraw
from Lewis's tight boy hole when he felt a hand grab his arse firmly and
push him back into the boy.

"My son said `please don't stop'," Lewis's dad growled into Pete's
ear, as he pulled on the back of Pete's shorts and then pushed him
forward again, encouraging the PE teacher to fuck his son.

Mr Matthews was not the type of man you said `no' to so Pete picked up
the pace and was soon back into the swing of fucking Lewis's tight
teenage arse. As he got his rhythm back he felt his inhibitions beginning
to fall away again and got lost in a world of pure pleasure, a sensation
that was only heightened when Lewis's dad slipped his big rough hands
down the back of Pete's shorts and squeezed the teacher's ample arse
before moving his index finger towards his anus.

As Lewis's dad shoved his finger inside Pete, Pete thrust harder into
Lewis than he ever had done before and Lewis let out a low moan of
pleasure.

On hearing the moan, Lewis's dad slapped his son hard on the backside
and growled, "you know that cum sluts like you should be seen and not
heard."

Understanding that Lewis's dad was well and truly on board with what was
going on, Pete began to explore the boy's body with his hands, running
them up under his school shirt along his smooth back, then round the
front to squeeze his teenage nipples hard, all the while moving his thick
dick in and out of his tight hole.

By this time, Lewis's dad had pulled down Pete's shorts and buried his
face in the teacher's pert bum cheeks, pushing his rough tongue as deep
as it could go into the deputy headteacher's asshole, and was firmly
squeezing Pete's balls with his big builder hands.

As Pete ran his hands down to Lewis's flaccid teenage cock and squeezed
his balls, Lewis clenched harder than ever before, clearly enjoying
everything his teacher was doing to him, and this is what finally pushed
Pete over the edge. His balls tightened and he shot
one...two...three...four...five...six big loads deep inside the 14-year-old,
groaning as every bit of cum left his seven-inch dick.

He gradually slowed up the pace until he stopped fucking Lewis and stood
for a moment with his cock fully inside the boy, enjoying the sensation
of his cum inside the boy's warm hole.

"Don't be greedy now, Mr Roughley," said Lewis's dad, "it's
daddy's turn now."

Pete withdrew, his cock still rock hard but now covered in his own cum
and the scent of Lewis's teenage arse.

"Sit over there," instructed Lewis's dad, nodding towards the couch.

Pete sat down and opened his legs, his fat cock still pointing towards
the ceiling. Lewis's dad grabbed his son by the waist and pushed him
towards Pete so that the boy's head landed almost perfectly in his
crotch. He then pulled his own dick out of his trackies, slightly shorter
than Pete's but somehow even thicker, and shoved it straight into
Lewis's waiting arsehole.

Lewis, meanwhile, went to work on Pete's cock, greedily licking up his
teacher's cum and enjoying the taste of his own insides. Pete lay back
and looked down at the pupil who was giving him the best blowjob of his
life; Lewis had clearly done this before and Pete was eager to know more
about how and why this had happened.

Lewis glanced up and met Pete's gaze, though instead of the cheeky
twinkle Pete was used to, the boy's eyes were filled with pure lust. He
truly is a dirty cum slut, Pete thought to himself.

A couple of minutes later, Lewis's dad screwed up his face and moaned as
his fucking motion became less rhythmic and more thrusting. He slowly
pulled his fat dick out of his son and Pete almost came again himself as
he saw how it was glistening with scally dad semen.

The builder came and sat next to Pete, his thighs pushing right up
against the teacher's, and ordered his son to clean him up. Lewis
lovingly obliged, diving onto his dad's cock whilst his father ran his
hands through the boy's spiky blond hair, pushing his head down so that
he could swallow as much of his dad's dick as possible.

Lewis's dad turned to Pete and smiled at him.

"Our little secret, hey?" he said, winking.

Pete nodded. A feeling of guilt was creeping back into his brain and even
more questions were running through his brain. Was he gay now? Was he
really that into teenage boys? He loved his wife but in the 10 years they
had been together she had never made him cum with such intense pleasure.

He looked down at Lewis and thought about how different life at school
was going to be now. He felt scared of all of the feelings in his mind,
but also excited and certainly aroused.

Lewis, clearly still drunk or at least terribly hungover, had fallen
asleep with his head resting on his dad's thick hairy thigh, just inches
from his father's cock and balls. The builder reached down, grabbed his
legs and pulled him up onto the couch so that the teenager was lying
across the two men, his face still close to his dad's dick and his
crotch resting on Pete's crotch, his smooth white bum facing upwards.

Pete looked down at the boy's hole and felt a familiar stirring in his
groin as he watched the cum -- a mixture of Lewis's dad's and the
deputy headteacher's -- start to trickle out and run down his leg.

He was about to collect it on his finger and lick it up when Lewis's dad
called out, "No use just standing there, come on in!"

Pete looked up in alarm to see who he was talking to, and felt sick when
he saw that Lewis's dad had never closed his office door so anyone could
have seen what was going on.

"Come in, Jamie," said Lewis's dad, "and close the door behind you."

It looked like the fun wasn't over yet...

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