Date: Tue, 31 Mar 2015 20:14:01 +0000 (UTC) From: David Hill Subject: Lower Sixth Sex Lower Sixth Sex This story describes sex that took place for boys in the Lower Sixth form. For those of you who don't know the Lower Sixth is the school year when boys reach the age of 17. All this happened six years ago but the details are accurate as far I can remember. Hope you enjoy reading about them as much as I have enjoyed writing them. My name is Danny North. Now for Andy Strafford it was Tina Hart they had known each other for ages but only started going out together half way through Year 11. The Monday after they first fucked, Andy could not wait to tell the lads. He described in great detail what they had done and how good it was. They all listened intently to his story of how he had banged her on her parents' bed after they had gone out for the evening. I feinted my interest so as not to reveal my true feelings of a sexual nature. Andy was a tall blond lad who was fairly good at sports and about average academically. From what I had seen of his cock in the school showers I bet it could have grown to an above average size, but I could not be sure. Anyway unfortunately for Andy that first time got her pregnant. I still see them now he's put on about 35lbs and looks older than his 23 years. They have 3 kids – 6, 2 and 3 months. Andy's working in a warehouse. I'm sure he could have made more of himself. John Martin always had a smile on his face. He smiled for everyone – teachers, girls and boys. I often asked myself was he a bit bent and fantasized over him as I lay in bed. I never did have the courage to ask him if he was up for some boy on boy fun. He did not seem that interested in girls like some of the other guys then after we returned to school after the summer holidays he introduced his new girlfriend, Tracy Smithies. I was gutted; I had made it one of my resolutions to at least try to get into his pants. Any attempt would have proved futile; they were inseparable from that day forward and spent all their time together. They both went off to Bristol University together when school ended and I have not heard of them since. I often wonder what became of him and whether they are still together? Pete Quarmby was always into girls he hand been banging them since he found his dick could go hard and realised what he could do with it. I don't know what they found attractive about him; he did not get me going, in fact he was rather plain looking. I caught him fucking Wendy Bright up against the wall of old cinema as I was cutting through one evening not long after term had begun. I don't think they even saw me. If they did they did not let on. Apparently he has three kids now all with different mothers, costing him a fortune in child support. That's not a problem that I will ever have to cope with. Boy was Martyn Pinder hot I have had many a wank imagining us having sex together. It was never going to happen though not while he was fucking Susan Jones on a regular basis. I so wanted to get him in my bedroom. Once in Year 11 when we were the only two in the showers after PE. I tentatively reached out and gently stroked his bum cheek. I had to concentrate real hard not to bone up immediately. "Hey", he laughed, "Quit it". I smiled and nodded at him as he turned round and gave me a full view of his gorgeous cock and balls. I grabbed my towel as I felt the blood rush to my dick. "If I did not know you better I'd be calling a queer right now", Martyn added. "What just like you", I retorted with a smile. "No way I'm a fag", Martyn snapped back. "Bet you toss yourself off over all the lads", I replied joking. "Fuck you", he hit back getting serious, "I'm gonna be shagging some of them hot girls soon" "Yer. Me too", I said not wanting him to realise my true agenda. Martyn started to name some of the girls in school he would like to fuck. I listened and nodded and agreed with him as I pretended to fancy them. All the while I kept sneaking furtive glances at his knob that was beginning to get hard. My own cock covered by the towel round my waist was fully rock hard now. "Am I getting you hot", he asked. All of sudden he reached out and before I could react he grabbed my towel and threw it to the floor. "Nice size", he said, nodding at my hardon. He reached down and handed me my towel back. "Cover it up", he said. "Anyone comes in and they going to think we are right pair of puffs", he laughed as grabbed his own towel and covered up his erect cock. "Let's get dressed", he said. I got dressed and that night in bed I wanked myself off three times with the thought of his stiff dick in my head. Stuart Peel was my wanking partner, or should I say used to be my wanking partner. It started in Year 9 and continued for over 2 years. Two or three times a week after school we would go to one of our bedroom and pull each other off. We must have done it over 200 times. However close to the end of Year 11 he started to refuse to do it. Only occasionally at first but then more often and by the time the summer holidays came around hardly ever. I only managed to persuade him to do it once over the six week break. So here I was just starting Sixth Form and all my contemporises were having sex with girls. Not that it bothered me; tits and fanny were not for me. There must be at least one of them that liked cock. If only I knew who. Then it happened. It was not with Stuart the conversation we had back in my bedroom after the first day back put pay to that. I had reached out and squeezed him between the legs the way one of us had always done to the other in order to initiate a mutual wanking session. "Stop doing that", he said angrily. "Come on", I begged, "No one will know". "No", he said aggressively, "It's too queer". "Please", I whimpered. He shook his head and there was a few moments silence. "You're gay aren't you", he said. "So are you", I replied. "No I'm fucking not", he responded with a look of thunder in his face. "You used to love it when I let you play with my dick", I threw back at him. "That was kids' stuff", he said. "Your secrets safe with me", he said calmly, "But I can never do anything with you again. I'm into girls". I felt like someone had punched me in the stomach. I was really hurt. Stuart got up to leave. "Don't go", I asked. "One last time", I said as I got on my knees and clasped my hands together as though I was praying. "I've got a girlfriend", he told me, "Andrea Campbell". I looked up at him and nodded wishing she was dead. "I've got to go", he said, "We can still be friends just don't try anymore of your queer stuff on me." "Okay", he said demanding a response. Sadly I agreed and with that he left and let himself out. So who did it happen with I hear you ask? I know you want to know. It was Stephen Calder or should I say Mr Calder, my geography teacher in Years 9 – 11. Mr Calder had realised my true sexuality. He was my favourite teacher and I thought he was well fit. He wrote in my text book "I know you like me but don't tell any you will get talked about". When I read it I got major stiff problem in my school pants. I imagined having sex with him. He wasn't that much older than me. I was nearly 16 and he must have about 25. He could teach me all about gay sex. After all I had never really had proper sex only wanking with Stuart. For weeks I waited for him to ask me out but he never did. I thought about approaching him but did not know what to say. I didn't really have the courage to say anything. He caught me stirring at him several times. He just smiled at me and I smiled back. I began to think he just wasn't interested even if he was gay, which I didn't know whether he was or not, he probably would not be interested in a little kid like me. I just had to know though even if he said no. Time went by and it was exam time and I would be leaving school in days. My last Geography lesson was the last period of Thursday afternoon. I just had to say something. The bell went for the end of lesson and most kids left quickly as I slowly gathered my belongings together. Mr Calder walked to his office at the back of the classroom and entered. I looked round to make sure everyone had gone and followed him in. As I entered he was sat back in a chair rocking on the back legs with the front ones off the floor. He had a pencil between his teeth. "Yes what is it Danny", he asked raising his eyebrows. I took a deep breathe. "Do you want to do it with me", I stammered nervously. "Do what", he asked, though I suspect he knew what I was talking about. I took a couple steps so I was stood directly in front of him. "You know. It. Sex, sir", I said. My heart was beating fast I could feel it bang against my chest. I reached down and quickly squeezed his cock through his pants. It wasn't hard but it wasn't soft either. I withdrew my hand and looked up at the ceiling so as to avoid his gaze. "I would get in a great deal of trouble if I had sex with you Danny. I would lose my job and probably go to prison", he said calmly. "Lots of boys have crushes on their teachers some female some male the feeling passes with time", he said trying to make me feel at ease. I felt stupid for asking him. "Most of the boys that find themselves attracted to other males turn out to be straight but a few end up leading a gay life. You are still young this feeling may disappear", he told me. "Yes sir", I said, hoping he would let me leave soon. "Now get yourself home and whatever has been said in here is just between the two of us and won't go any further", he said a smile return to his face. "Thank you sir", I said. I walked through the classroom hoping nobody would be in the corridor and I could leave on my own. Then it dawned on me what Mr Calder had said. He never said he didn't want to do it with me did he? I turned and walked back. He looked at me as I stood in the doorway. "I am gay sir. I always will be", I said before turning and hurriedly leaving. But that was 4 months ago and now Sixth Form had arrived. I did not actually see Mr Calder until the Wednesday of the second week. I was beginning to think he had left. "Good morning Danny", he said with a smile as we past in the corridor. "Morning sir", I replied and smiled back. I turned my head to take another look at him and caught him looking back at me. He quickly turned his head back. The next time I saw him was the Monday of the third week I was looking for somewhere quiet to do some work as the library was out of bounds as some workmen were fixing a broken window. He asked me what I was doing and I told him. He offered the use of his office at the back of his classroom. I quickly accepted. He had a Year 7 class but I closed the door and noise was kept to a minimum. I was busy concentrating on my work when he entered. "The last two periods on a Monday I have free. But you can continue working here if you wish. There are two desks I have some work to mark so I can use the other one", he said. "Thank you", I said as I continued with my work. I was busy and did not want to stop. After a few minutes I looked up and caught him watching me. I smiled and he smiled back. I looked back down at my work. "You're a very good looking boy, I mean a very good looking young man, Danny", Mr Calder said. "Thanks sir", I said. I wanted to tell him I thought he was hot but could not find the courage to do so. After I had finished I was about to leave when he offered the use of his office if I needed somewhere quiet in the future. "It's only Monday afternoons really I need somewhere to study", I replied. "Next Monday then", Mr Calder said. "Thanks Sir", I replied. "You may call me Stephen or Steve when we are alone together, Danny", he told me. "Thanks Steve", I said with a smile. So the next Monday and subsequent Mondays I studied in his office while he took his Year 7 class then for the last hour or so he would join me in the office and we would work together. A few weeks into our arrangement I found myself in need of some correction fluid and found I did not have any one me. "Have you got any Tipex Steve", I asked, "There's some in the top draw on the left", Steve replied. I opened the draw and looked down. There on top of various items of stationery was a copy of the gay lifestyle magazine, Attitude. I had seen it a few times in the supermarket and various newsagents but had never had the pluck to try to buy it. I retrieved some correction fluid and closed the draw shut. I swallowed hard. I found it hard to concentrate with my work while Mr Calder appeared to be unaware of my problem. I really needed to take a look at the magazine. For the next fifteen minutes my head was spinning. "Is everything alright, Danny", Stephen said. "Yes sir", I replied. I looked down at my work not daring to look at him. "Sir", I said, as though asking a question. "Yes Danny", he said. "May I take a look at the magazine in your desk", I asked nervously. "If you wish", he replied. I opened the draw and reached in and picked up the magazine. I placed it on the table and slowly began to flick through the pages and looking at the articles. My cock was hard and uncomfortable and I reached down and adjusted it a couple of times. I continued to read until I sensed Stephen watching me. I looked up and turned my head towards him. I flashed him a quick smile and he smiled back. "Are you gay", I asked. "I should not really be discussing this with you Danny", Mr Calder replied. "If you are not why have you got this magazine in your desk", I responded. "I did not say I wasn't. I said you are a pupil and I am a teacher", he said. "I'm 17", I said, "I won't tell anyone". I watched as Mr Calder reached down and adjusted his dick. I wondered if his was as hard as mine. "Okay Danny", he said, "Yes I am gay and I expect you to keep that information to yourself". "Do the other teachers know", I asked. "Yes. Most of them", he replied. I started to read more of the magazine but I wasn't taking it in. I was thinking about having sex with Steve. "I really fancy you sir, I mean Steve", I said "I know you have told me before", he replied. "And I still do perhaps even more. I really want to have sex with you", I told him. "You know I could get in a great deal of trouble if your parents find out. I don't really fancy going to prison", he said. "I'm not going to tell anyone. I don't want people to know about me yet", I said. I turned my chair to face him. Slowly I moved my hand to his cock. I felt him through his trousers he was rock hard. For a couple of minutes I gently caressed his cock. "Feel me", I begged as I sat back. I opened my legs a little to give him better access. At first he made no move but then he reached out and gave me a quick squeeze. He withdrew his hand before returning and feeling some more. Once again he withdrew his hand. "Stand up", he said quietly. I stood up and he manoeuvred me towards the door. He closed the door and pushed me so I was stood against it. "Undo your trousers", he whispered, "And get ready to fasten them if someone comes near". I did as he asked and he slipped his hand inside and rubbed me through my underwear. I closed my eyes and moaned gently as I enjoyed being frisked by his hand. He stopped and I was about to open my eyes when he slid his hand inside my undies and tickled my balls with his fingers as he rubbed my stiff cock with his hand. After about 30 seconds it was getting too much for me. "Oh", I gasped. I filled his palm with my creamy load as he continued to tickle my balls. I almost buckled over as the pleasure of the orgasm overcame me. He pulled his hand away and wiped his palm clear with his handkerchief. "That was fab sir", I said, after my breathing returned to normal. He looked me in the eyes. "You are so beautiful Danny", he said. He brought his lips to mine and softly kissed me. "Come on", he said, "Tidy yourself up before somebody gets here". I did as he asked. "Can we do that again sometime", I requested hopefully. "I need to think Danny. You must promise never to mention this to anyone", he said. I nodded. A little disappointed he had not given an affirmative answer. "You better go now. I have to leave myself soon. We will speak later in the week", he said. I did as he instructed. I did not see Mr Calder again for a few days. Our schedules did not allow it. I spend the week masturbating every chance I got as I thought about him. I wondered what else he wanted to do with me I couldn't wait till the next time. When Friday morning came and I had still not seen him since Monday I vowed to find him before the day was over. I caught up with him at lunch time he was just leaving his classroom as I approached. "Can I have a word with you sir", I said. There were still other pupils and a couple of teachers in the corridor. He held the door open for me to enter and followed me in closing the door behind himself. He stood and looked at me. "When can we do it again sir", I asked "We have to be very careful so as not to arouse suspicion. You do understand Danny", he said. "I know", I said, "It's just that I really enjoyed what you did to me. I will do anything you want" "We can't do anything in school it's just too risky", he told me. "Where can we meet", I asked, "I can't wait to do it with you". Mr Calder seemed to think for a minute. He reached down and adjusted his cock. I thought I bet he is as hard as I am. He swallowed hard. "You can come round to my flat if you want. Just be careful not to tell anyone or let anyone see you", he said. "Tonight", I asked hopefully. Mr Calder nodded. "About 7", he said. He picked up a piece of paper from his desk and scribbled his address down and handed it to me. I looked at it. "You know where it is", he enquired. "Yes sir", I said. "Okay see you later", he said. He brought his finger to his lips in a gesture that told me to keep quiet. I moved closer to him to give him a quick kiss. He realised this and stepped back. "No, not here. Tonight", he said. He nodded towards the door and I left. I spent the rest of the afternoon in a daze as I imagined what we could do together. I was so restless when I got home from school. I usually had a wank when I got in but I wanted to save for when I was with Steve so I kept pacing round my bedroom unable to concentrate on anything. It would take me about 30 minutes to get to his flat by bus then a short walk but allowed myself 45 minutes to get there. The bus came almost immediately and I walked round the block before I eventually knocked on the door at 6.55pm. I hoped I was not too early. Mr Calder opened the door as if he must have been stood behind it. He looked out and around before ushering me in. He was wearing a collared blue shirt and dark jeans. We stood their looking at each other before he brought his hand to my face and lightly stroked it. "Come in and sit down", Steve said. I followed him to the living room and sat down on the sofa. It was bright room with a couple of paintings on the wall and a photo of an attractive young man who I vaguely recognised. "Would you like a drink Danny", Steve asked. I shook my head. Mr Calder went and sat in the chair opposite me. For a moment there was silence. "We have to keep this a deadly secret", Steve said, "I will be in a whole host of trouble if the school finds out". "I know sir", I replied, "No one will hear it from me". "You make me so hard Danny", he said as he rubbed his cock through his jeans. "I'm hard too just thinking about you", he said. "Why don't you take you shirt off handsome", Steve said. I stood up and took off my football top and sat back down. Steve got up and came and sat beside me and placed his hand on my chest and started moving it round in circular motions. He leaned over and kissed me on my chest before bringing his face so that it was a few inches from mine. He leaned in and gently pecked me on my cheek. He smiled at me and I smiled back. This time he brought his lips to mine and applied the smallest amount of pressure. He pulled away and we smiled at each other again. He kissed me again this time a little harder I felt his tongue trying to force its way into my mouth. I opened my mouth, not sure what to do having never kissed anyone like that before. After a few seconds he pulled back and looked at me. "Okay Danny", he asked. I nodded. I was enjoying the moment but was unsure where he was taking me. Once again he started to stroke my chest. His hand moved lower over my stomach then back up to my chest. I was feeling uncertain, not really nervous but I did not know what he wanted to do. "You will have to teach me what to do", I said. "Just tell me if I do anything you don't like and I will stop", he replied with a smile. "I want you to show me everything", I told him. He looked into my eyes and ran his fingers through my hair. "Stand up", he said softly. I stood up in front of him and reached up and undid the button on my jeans and lowered them to my knees. He manoeuvred me to sit back down beside him. Once again he ran his hand across my chest and stomach. Lower and lower he got until he ran his hand over my crotch before returning to my chest and stomach. I just sat there in silence allowing him to do his thing. I was enjoying being touched by another person for the first time and my cock started to become hard. "You really are so sexy, Danny", he said. Mr Calder slid his hand inside my undies as he had done previously and started to frisk my cock. I concentrated hard not wanting to cum. He placed his head on my chest as continued to gently tickle my balls. He looked up at me and brought his lips to mine and kissed me gently. He looked deep into my eyes and smiled. Steve stood up and looked down at me. He held his hand and I took hold of it and he led me into the bedroom. Steve took his shirt off and then his jeans he reached out and felt me up again I looked down at his tenting underwear and tentatively reached out and squeezed his cock. My own cock throbbed ad if felt his manly penis which felt as though it was very big. "Do you want to lie on the bed", Steve asked. "And do what", I replied, nervously. "Have you ever had your cock sucked", he enquired. I shook my head. Steve smiled and nodded at his bed. "Get naked", he whispered. I did as I was told and lay down on the bed. Steve lay next to me and took hold of my dick and slowly moved his lips towards it. He wrapped them round it and held it there for a few seconds before slowly starting to move them up and down. Steve sucked for about two minutes and I could feel the excitement rise. I did not want to cum yet. "Can I do you", I asked. I wriggled a little to disrupt his rhythm. Steve pulled off and smiled and lay back as he removed his underwear. "Take your time", he said reassuringly. I took hold of his semi hard dick and for a few seconds just stared at it. I started to give it a few tugs just like I had done to Stuart many times. Apprehensively I put my lips on it and moved them down his shaft. I gagged as it entered my mouth. Steve laughed and stroked my hair gently to encourage me. Slowly I tried again as I desperately wanted to please him. I picked up a little speed and I felt his cock harden as I gained a little confidence. I sucked on him for a few minutes I hoped I was doing it right. "You're doing fine babes", he whispered. Pleased that I was doing ok I started going a little faster and his cock appeared to get even stiffer. "Want to sixty nine sexy", Steve gasped. Without really waiting for an answer, Steve manoeuvred us into position and went back down on my cock as I returned to sucking his. I was in heaven this was the most fantastic feeling of my young life. If this was how good sex was going to be then I will want to do it again and again. Steve moaned and his cock was hard I was happy I was doing it right. The harder Steve's cock became the harder mine did and lips were doing a fantastic job on my cock. I was so enjoying being sucked for the first time while I had a cock in my mouth that the feeling just came over me all of a sudden. I took my mouth of Steve's dick. "Oh Shit", I gasped. Steve went into overdrive as his lips moved faster and faster along my shaft. I felt the first volley of cum leave my balls and up into his mouth. He carried on sucking to till he had drained me of every drop which he expertly swallowed. I lay back gasping from the most powerful orgasm of my life. Steve continued to gently suck on my dick as I lay there. I started to realise he had not cum yet and began to feel guilty but I could not reach his cock from the position we were now lay. Steve then started rubbing his finger along my crack after a few seconds rubbing he gently pushed his finger in my arsehole. I lay there and let him pleasure me and he continued to finger fuck me. "Can I fuck you", Steve asked hopefully. "Okay", I said, "only I never have been fucked before". "I will be careful we can stop anytime you want", he said. Steve got some lube from the bedside cabinet and covered his finger and rubbed it round my arse before he greased up his pole. He placed my legs on his shoulders and slowly pushed his cock into me. I felt his big hard knob push its way into my arse he held it there a few seconds before he slowly started to fuck me. "Oh Danny, Oh Danny", Steve moaned. I looked up at Mr Calder who had his eyes closed as he pushed his cock in and out of my bum. He seemed to be really enjoying the experience and I was so pleased it was making him happy. It only hurt a little and actually was making my cock get hard again. Eventually after a few minutes Steve began to pick up pace and began to pant even more. "I'm getting close Danny", he gasped. "Oh yeah Sir", I said, "Shoot your load up my arse". I was really enjoying the sound of Steve's body slapping against mine it was a real big turn on. "Here it comes. Take my spunk", Steve almost shouted out. I felt Steve erupt in my body and I felt the cum explode in me then start to drip out down my body. Steve collapsed onto the bed and I just cuddled up to him and we started to kiss and our tongues entwined. We lay like that for a few more minutes before I turned round and pushed my back into him and he held me tight. Within minutes his cock was hard again as it pushed into my back. He reached round and wrapped his hand round my cock and tossed it gently. I did my best to hold off but a few minutes later I filled his palm with my second load of the evening. I fell asleep hoping he would hold me forever. Oh and by the way, Steve and I are now boyfriends he is not teaching anymore but we have jobs and are happy. THE END