Date: Wed, 3 Jan 2018 15:20:51 -0800
From: Pomo Wolf <pomowolf74@gmail.com>
Subject: Educating Carl (Gay/Adult Youth, oral, anal, b/M, b/m)

Adult Youth, oral, anal, b/M, b/m

Author's Note:

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of
explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their
sexuality.  It contains graphic scenes of sex between
consenting underage boy and adult males...  If this type of
content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not
read it.

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                   Educating Carl
                        By
                       Wolf

	When I was 11-years-old my school took my class on a
field and camping trip to Wales, UK.  We were camping out
on top of a historical location of a Mot and Bailey Castle
location.  It was that castle-keep was built on the highest
ground, below that was the housing for the knights,
professional staff, like medical staff, advisors and scribes,
with a wall separating them from the other staff and animals
with a third wall.  The first castle had been a wooden fort to
find off Roman Invaders.  Over time the wooden walls were
replaced with stones, to find off the Saxons, later the
Normans, and eventually the stones were removed to build
other building on the plains to house factories and private
housing during the industrial revolution.

	When the tents were set up, and the sleeping
arrangements were assigned, for some reason I was sharing a
two-man tent with Mr. Hall, our math teacher.  He was about
50-years-old.  I was disappointed because I wanted to share a
tent with my mate.  We had known each other from our first
day of school.  I was sure that it wouldn't be fun to sleep with
my teacher.

	He must have thought I was asleep, but I heard the
sound of a zipper being pulled down.  I didn't move when I
felt his big warm hand gently touch my tummy and slowly
move down to my underwear and under the waistband to
take hold pf my penis.  I had never had someone feel it
before.  It frightened me at first.  I continued to pretend to be
asleep, while he milked it gently.  There came a point when I
couldn't pretend to be asleep any longer.

	I turned my head towards him, and he asked me in a
soft voice, "Does this feel good?"

	His actions had frightened me.  I wasn't sure if he was
going to hurt me.  I did whisper a simple "yes."

	After a short time, he moved his body around, so that
he was kneeling over my body and he replaced his hand with
his mouth.  He gently sucked my penis until I experienced an
orgasm that caused my body to timbale.  While I recovered
and my breathing returned to normal, Mr. Hall turned around
and stretched out on his back.

	Mr. Hall fished his own cock out of the fly of his boxer
shorts. And he took hold of my wrist and placed my hand on
his cock.  I wrapped my hand around his cock and proceeded
to masturbate him until his cock jerked and he shot cum all
over his own hairy belly.  He had me rub the cum into his skin,
and he had me rest my head on his left arm while we covered
ourselves with my sleeping bag.  The early morning sun
illuminated the tent and woke us up.  We struggled with
getting dressed and didn't talk about what took place last
night.

	After everyone had something to eat.  We took part in
an archeological dig looking for historical artifacts.  We were
gently scarping off thin layers of soil and carefully recording
the location and depth of the artifacts.  While we were
working my best mate, Sean, asked, "What it was like to sleep
with our teacher?"

	I couldn't tell him about what we had been doing, so I
simply said, "It was okay."

	Sean, kept asking, "Carl, what does that mean?"

	I said, "When you have an occasion to sleep in a tent
with him let me know how it was.

	We had one more night before we would return home,
so that night when Mr. Hall and I retired to our tent he
insisted that we take off all of our clothes off.  We spread out
his sleeping bag on the floor of the tent and opened my bag
completely to use as a cover later.  Mr. Hill had me lay on his
bag on my back so that he could crotch over me and
masturbate me until I had a boner, then he laid over me and
took my penis into his mouth.  He sucked on my penis until I
had an orgasm, but to that date all I produced when I
masturbated was clear pre-cum.  R. Hill dis seem to enjoy the
taste of my pre-cum.  As the conclusion of my orgasm he
turned around and lay on his sleeping bag next to me.

	I knew what was expected and next to him and took
hold of his cock and started masturbating him.  There was
something so erotic about smelling his manly odor.  I started
licking his hairy chest and eventually sucked on his nipple.  I
did that until Mr. Hill placed is hand on top of my head and
applied pressure until I licked my way down the hairy trail to
his crotch.  I took the head of is cock into my mouth and tried
to get as much of his cock as I could into my mouth.  I had an
involuntary gag reflex when his cock touched the back of my
throat.

	My jaw ached by the time Mr. Hill squirted cum into
my mouth.  It surprised me when he came in my mouth.  I
had never tasted the cum of anyone other than my own pre-
cum, so I had no idea what cum would taste like.  I found that
there was very little taste.  I couldn't help it as his cum flowed
out of the corners of my mouth and flowed down the shaft of
his cock and pooled in his pubic hair.

	Mr. Hill told me to lick it up, so I stuck out my tongue
and licked up the cum.  By the time I finished cleaning him up
his pubic hair was matted to his flesh.  It was over whelming
to lay there on his hairy chest smelling the salty male odor.
As the evening night air chilled the interior of the tent we
used my sleeping bag to cover our naked bodies.

	Just as the sun had woken us up the previous morning
we woke up and Mr. Hill kissed me and thanked me for last
night, before we struggled to get dressed in the cramped
space.  We had to cover up the dig so that the next group
could take over where we left off.  As we filed onto the buss
to take us back to school there was the usual horse play, but
everyone settled down and most dell asleep quick enough.

	Mr. Hill came back and invited me to join him in the
seat behind the driver.  The diver's merroir allowed him to
see the heads of all of the sets, but nothing right behind him.
As we sat there, Mr. Hill placed his hand on my thigh and told
me, "I'm concerned that you might fall behind in my math
class, so I think you need personal tutoring."  As he said that
he placed his hand on the crotch od my pants and gave my
Willy a squeeze.

	There was no mistaking what he was saying.  I looked
around to see if anyone could see what he was doing.  When I
saw that even the other teacher sitting in the seat opposite of
our seat was sound asleep, so I placed my hand on his lap and
gave his cock a squeeze.  Having satisfied himself that I was
interested in being tutored he allowed me to return to my
seat.

	Sean asked me, "What did Mr. Hill want to talk to you
about?"

	"He said that he is concerned about my math grades
and that I need tutoring."

	"Oh" and he rested his head on the window and drifted
off to sleep gain.

	I had a lot to think about.  I had enjoyed having sex
with Me. Hill, but did I want to earn the reputation of being a
"Pufta."  I wondered if I could have sex with him without my
mates finding out, so I didn't get any sleep going home.

	Mr. Hill contacted my parents to get permission from
my parents to have me attend tutorial sessions to ensure that
my math grades would remain high.  They gave him whole
hearted permission to tutor me as much as he deemed
necessary.

	The following day he informed me that I had my
parent's permission to attend tutorial lessons.  He told me to
accompany him to his residence after last bell.  When I made
my way to his classroom at the end of the day he led me the
short distance to his single bedroom residence.  He had me
sit at his dining table to work on math problems from my text
book.  He pulled up a chair beside me, and while I struggled
to figure out the problem, he unfastened my pants and pulled
out my Willie and masturbated me.

	When I finished solving the problems on the pages he
assigned, he gave me a sheet of paper with twenty problems
on it.  I actually had my first orgasm that produced cum for
the first time.  It flowed all over his hand.  He bent down and
sucked my cock clean along with his fingers.

	After I finished solving the problems, Mr. Hill turned
my chair to face him and he opened his pants and pulled out
his cock and pulled my head down to his lap.  I sucked his
cock until he rewarded my efforts with several shots of his
cum.

	The next day at school when I went to my math class it
was a surprise that at the end of the class Mr. Hill handed out
sheets of paper and told us to write our name in the upper
left corner and to show all of our work to solve the twenty
problems.  When look at the paper I was stunned to see they
were the same problems I had solved the previous evening.  I
quickly solved the problems and turned the paper in.

	That became a weekly routine attending Mr. Hill's
residence doing my homework under his supervision and
being masturbated and sucking each other cocks after solving
the next day's test.  There was no way to keep having sex
with Mr. Hill without some of the guys in school becoming
aware of what was going on.  There were other student's that
had been in his class and been also singled out for private
tutoring.

	One afternoon when I was heading for Mr. Hill's home,
I met another boy on the street that I recognized from school.
He was a year older than me.  He stopped me and said, "Your
name is Carl, and you must be Mr. Hill's newest special
student.  Do you like the way he tutors you?"

	I didn't want to admit to him what Mr. Hill was
teaching me.

	"My name is Danny and I was Mr. Hill's special student
last term.  I was on my way to see Mr. Hill for a little tutoring
myself.  Do you mind if I join you?"

	I realized that Mr. Hill must have had a lot of special
students before he singled me out.  I looked Danny over and
recognized why Mr. Hill chose him.  He was a good-looking
guy, curly brown hair and blue eyes.  "It's okay with me."

	We rang Mr. Hill's doorbell together.  When he
answered the door, he gave us a warm smile as he invited us
in.  There was no pretense of math tutoring this day.  He
introduced us to each other, but we told him we had met on
the way there.  We started taking our clothes off right there
in the living room.  It was exciting to watch him taking the
clothes off another boy.  Seeing him run his hands over
Danny's body made me feel like he was doing it to me.

	When were bot naked he suggested that we
demonstrate for him what we liked to do, as he sat in his
favorite chair and pulled his own pants down.  He took hold
of his own cock and slowly milked it, while Danny and I put on
a show for him.

	Danny had me lay on my back on the sofa so that he
could mount me.  He straddled my head and leaned over my
body.  His cock was dangling right over my face, as he took
hold of my cock and started masturbating me until I was hard,
then he took it into his mouth and started sucking my cock.  I
reached up and guided his cock to my mouth and started
sucking his cock.

	I was looking up at his asshole and couldn't resist
reaching around his leg to toy with his asshole with my finger.
His moans told me that he enjoyed what I was doing, so I
pressed my finger against his puckered asshole and forced my
finger into his asshole.  I fingerfucked him while sucking his
cock.  Danny squirted his cum into my mouth pretty quickly.
In my case it took longer, and I was eventually squirted cum
into his mouth.  We eventually sat up and sat next to each
other so we could masturbate each other while watching Mr.
Hill masturbating.

	Mr. Hill stopped short of cumming.  He asked us to
kneel on the sofa with our arm resting on the back of the
sofa.  While we were doing as he told us, he used some sort
of lubricant to grease up our-bum-holes, and he applied
generous amount on his cock and used his hand to spread it
all over his cock.

	I knew what he was planning and it frightened me.  I
watched what he did to Danny very carefully.

	Mr. Hill approached Danny and spread his bum with his
hands and moved his hips around until the head of his cock
was lined up with Danny's hole, and pressed forward.  His
cock spread Danny's bum-hole and vanished into the boy's
bum.  When Mr. Hill's pubic hair reached Danny's flesh he
started fucking him, while clinging to the boy's hips.  Danny
was grunting with every thrust.  Mr. Hill only fucked Danny a
short time before pulling out and moving over behind me.

	Mr. Hill's hands were warm and slippery as he spread
my bum.  He told me, "Relax or this will hurt even more than
necessary!"

	I did my best to relax, but I was frightened.

	Danny turned around and sat right next to me, and
reached under me to take hold of my Willie.  While he
masturbated me, Mr. Hill aimed his cock at my little pink hole
and started pressing forward.  It hurt almost more than I
could stand, but it was not to be denied.  I felt his cock slide
into my bum.  Then Mr. Hill started fucking me slowly.  He
was telling me how tight I was, and I was letting out a painful
moan with every thrust.  Danny was telling me that I would
eventually learn to enjoy being fucked.  Mr. Hill eventually
squirted his cum into my bum.

	I tried to pucker my asshole but it hurt when I tried to
do that.  Then I felt liquid dripping from my balls and when I
looked between my legs I saw it was Mr. Hill's cum.

	Danny used some tissues to wipe my bum.  He assured
me that my hole would close shortly, until then he stuffed
tissues into m hole.  We sat there and talked about what they
were going to teach me.  Even though my bum was throbbing
I got another boner and Mr. Hill knelt before me and sucked
me off, before I had to get dressed and go home.

	I was walking home slowly, because my asshole hurt to
move my legs.  I walked like a French Foreign Legion marches.
I had to do my best to walk normally when I got home so my
parents would get concerned about how I hurt myself.

	I was in no hurry to have anal sex for a couple of days,
but eventually I sought out Danny at school and sked him if
he wanted to join me for another tutorial at Mr. Hill's.

	Danny assured me that he was thrilled at the idea.  He
told me, "Mr. Hill has a new special student every term.
Would you like to meet the other three guys he tutored over
the past four years?"

	That sounded interesting to me because fifteen-year-
old boys were almost like adults to me.  Danny led me around
campus and introduced me to the other guys that had been
tutored by Mr. Hill over the years.  I was impressed with Mr.
Hill's taste.  They were all good-looking guys.  The upper
classman was one of the most handsome guy I had ever met.
I got a hard-on that tented out my pants.  He couldn't help
noticing my reaction to meeting him.  He said good naturedly,
"Is that a gun in your pants, or are you happy to meet me?"

	I felt like a fool and even blushed even more so.  What
could I say.

	He wrapped his arm around my waist and placed his
hand on the bulge in my pants.  I nervously looked around to
see if anyone saw what he was doing.  Danny was the only
one smiling.  The other guys were rushing across campus as if
they were late for something.  None seemed to notice what
he was doing to me.  He invited me to accompany him to his
room.

	The upperclassman, were privileged to have private
rooms.  When we entered his room, I was impressed with his
room.  I envied him, and couldn't wait for the day I would
have a room like his.  He casually opened his pants and pulled
them down to his knees along with his underwear, before
sitting on his bunk.  I knew what he expected of me, so I knelt
in front of him and placed one hand on his right thigh, and
wrapped my right hand around his cock.  I wanked him until
he demanded that I suck his cock.

	Bending over his lap I was familiar with what a male's
crotch smelled like.  I relished the heat and smell of a crotch.
I held his cock in hand and masturbated him a little.  Upon his
demand, I opened my mouth and did my beast to swallow his
cock.  I started bobbing my head up and down.  With every
down stroke my nose was shoved into his mat of pubic hair.
He stopped me short of him Cumming, because he wanted to
breed me.  He told me to stand up and remove my clothes.

	I stood up and removed all of my clothes.  When I was
naked, he had me turn around, so that he could admire my
body.  Upon his command I knelt across his bunk.  His
bedding smelled of his body.  The small gave me a hard-on
that was pressed against his mattress.  I felt his strong hands
on my bum.

	He wedged his cock between the cheeks of my bum,
and drove his cock deep into my ass.  He clung to my hips
while he hammered my bum.  When he removed his cock
from my bum, he made me suck and lick his cock clean.

	While I was getting dressed, he asked me if I wanted to
be his 'batboy.'  I asked what that meant, and he told me that
I had to report to his room every morning and after school.  I
would have to make his bed dress him, shine his shoes.  In the
evening I would undress him.  He would be my mentor, and
see to it that my grades remained high.  He added when he
had guests I would service them, and when he desired I
would sleep with him.  How could I refused suck a request?

	With I became an upperclassman and mentored an
eager young boy.  On cold winter nights a wank-off to the
memories of my school days.



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