Date: Fri, 9 Jul 2010 19:35:01 +0100
From: Anon
Subject: Memoirs of a teacher part 3

Memoirs of a teacher part 3

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"I mean it" said George's Dad, "the only thing he responds to is a good
spanking. Not only do you have my full support to punish him in this way, I
will be annoyed if you don't punish him properly when he's misbehaved."

"Thank you very much for your support. Obviously this is an unusual
situation in this day and age...", I replied. I'd never had a conversation
like this at a parent-teacher meeting before!

Now the man addressed his son. "You know how to behave don't you? And you
know that you'll deserve any punishment your teacher gives you, so I don't
want to hear any complaints."

"Yes Dad" George murmured. I'd never seen him this well behaved! His Dad
clearly has his respect.

The next day I spoke to George before the lesson, reminding him of our
conversation, but he was up to his normal tricks, moving other kids
belongings, throwing paper when he thought I couldn't see. I whispered in
his ear for him to remain behind at the end and the cheeky smile left his
face pretty quickly.

At the end of the lesson the class left and it was just George and I on our
own in the room. George came up to the front, dropped his trousers and
underwear and bent over my desk. I was rather taken aback! I just looked
his body up and down for a moment. He was average height for a
twelve-year-old and slim built. His butt looked smooth and firm and
inviting. He had the lightest dusting of brown hair on his legs, but I
couldn't see any in his butt crack.

Wondering what why I was taking my time, George turned his head to look at
me. He saw my open mouth and the direction of my gaze.

"You fancy me don't you Sir."

"Don't be ridiculous! How dare you!"

George stood up and faced me. I couldn't stop my eyes going to his hairless
two inch cock, hanging beautifully in front of un-dropped balls. I was
aware of movement, and the next thing I knew George's hand was feeling my
rock-hard cock through my trousers.

"You seem to be rather pleased to see me like this."

"Ok, so I got a stiffy from looking at you. That's not the point though,
you need a spanking, so bend over again."

"I'm sure we can come up with a punishment you'll enjoy more."

George undid my trousers and I helped him pull them off. I took my shirt
off and he did the same. He had a perfect body in the way that only kids
can have. His chest was so smooth and flat I almost cummed just looking at
it. His little cock was now hard - three inches long and about the width of
my index finger. I ran my hands over his naked body and guided him to lie
down as I lay beside him in a 69 fashion. I licked around his cock and
greedily took it in my mouth as I felt him do the same with mine.

I was timid at first, never having sucked off a pre-pubescent boy before,
but he clearly knew what he was doing, so I quickly gained confidence. His
tongue teased my cock in such amazing ways that a couple of times I almost
stopped working his only boy-cock with my mouth. His cock tasted sweet, and
I was easily able to hold it all in my mouth. Soon I had him
dry-orgasming. His body arched towards me repeatedly as I felt his cock
jump around in my mouth. Very soon I blew my load, and we were licking each
other clean.

"You were very good at that" I remarked.

"I've had practice. I love making grown men weak at the knees!"

"Clearly this wasn't punishment enough then. Bend over."

He looked at me, aghast. Surely that blow job had more than made up for his
behaviour. He did as he was told eventually. I mercilessly rammed my cock
into his arse, ignoring his cries of pain. This he clearly had not done
before.

"Stop. It hurts" he cried.

"Punishments are meant to hurt. The difference is, this one you'll learn to
enjoy."

For three minutes I fucked him hard, pukking his slender body towards me in
time with my thrusts to get as deep as possible into his arsehole. Then I
cummed again, pulled out and got dressed.

George was looking shocked still, so I gently helped him back into his
boxer shorts, trousers and shirt, making the most of the time I could touch
him in this way.

"How do you feel George?" I asked.

"Surprisingly ok."

"Will you misbehave in my class again?"

His cheeky smile returned. "Sure will - I don't want to go more than a week
before having that sort of fun again!"

With that, he ran out of the room, entirely back to his normal self.