Date: Sat, 16 Feb 2019 00:41:36 +0100
From: Owen Davis <odavis120@mail.com>
Subject: Schoolboy Cell Phone Violation - Chapter 11 (Gay - Adult Youth)

Chapter 11

*** From Casey's point of view ***

Opening one eye, I saw Peter out cold and the digital clock that read 1:09
AM. I didn't even remember falling asleep. It wasn't until he moved his
fingers that I realized Mr. Davis had his hand on my waist. He was inching
his fingers toward my cock, which was quickly hardening. I felt him brush
over some of my pubes, and I let out a groan before I could stop
myself. Shit, I really didn't want Peter to wake up right now. But I loved
the touch of my teacher's hand on my body. It was extra-exciting because I
knew it was so wrong. I wanted him to keep going.

Mr. Davis pulled me close to his body, and I could feel his dick pressing
against my butt cheeks. His face was kinda buried in the back of my hair,
and I felt him breathing in. I think he was smelling me.

Then he whispered in my ear. "You're the hottest student at school. Your
body is so fucking perfect." His breath tickled my ear and gave me a
tingling sensation. He was rubbing his fingers through my pubes, but hadn't
taken a hold of my dick yet. I was so hard and needed to cum badly. I
looked over, and Peter was still completely out.

I moved Mr. Davis' hand onto my dick, and he grabbed a hold. I started
pumping my hips until he took over jerking me off.

He pulled me even tighter into his body. He was so strong, and I loved how
it felt. "Casey, I want to be inside of you." He pressed his groin against
me as if he was making sure I knew what he meant.

Oh my god. Was this the moment? Did I want him to do it? I was definitely
curious, but super-scared too. It probably wasn't even gonna feel good for
me the first time. It was gonna hurt like hell actually. His dick was big,
and I know my asshole was tight, being a 13-year-old virgin and
all. There's no way we could do it with Peter right there. I was already
scared that he would feel weird about what happened and tell people. I
mean, probably not, because he wouldn't want to tell about anything that he
did. If he saw Mr. Davis actually having sex with me, though, I don't know
what he'd do.

I turned my head back so I could whisper to Mr. Davis that I didn't want to
do that now. But I think he thought I wanted to kiss, and before I could
say anything, he stuffed his tongue in my mouth and started Frenching me. I
used my tongue to wrestle with him. It was fun and felt really
good. Meanwhile, he was still holding me tight, jerking me off, and humping
me too.

While his left hand was working up and down my cock, his right hand started
rubbing my right leg. He reached all the way down to my ankle and ran his
hand slowly up to my butt. He rubbed it around my butt cheeks a
little. When he pulled my cheeks apart from each other, that made his dick
go between them. It made me think of a hot dog in a bun, and I think I
laughed a little bit.

I swung my head back around and buried my face in my pillow. Should I let
him keep going? Did I even have a choice? It felt so good right now. Maybe
just let him finger me and then decide. I couldn't even think straight
right now. I wish I could talk to my Kik friend. He'd probably tell me to
go for it. But Peter was literally two feet away from me! I could feel
Mr. Davis grinding his dick in between my cheeks. I suddenly got an urge to
stuff his cock in my mouth.

Diving under the covers, I went down on him, trying to fit as much as I
could into my middle-school-sized mouth. Mmmm. I could taste a lot of
precum coming out. Mr. Davis was still trying to jerk me off, even though
the angle to do so had become really awkward. I took his other hand and
guided it toward my butthole. I needed to feel one of his fingers inside
me. I don't think he'd have any objection to that.

He slid one in. I think it was his middle finger, but I wasn't 100% sure. I
gasped and moaned, but most of the sound was muffled as I sucked his dick
under the covers. Mr. Davis was making some small sounds too. At least if
Peter woke up now, he wouldn't actually see what was happening, even though
he might guess. I didn't have the will power to stop right now
anyway. After the initial uncomfortable feeling that lasted only a few
seconds, it started to feel really good as Mr. Davis moved his finger
around inside my hole. He must have found that "spot" because it was
getting better and better. The intense feelings running through my
now-sweaty 8th grade body encouraged me to start going nuts on Mr. Davis'
dick, and I started slurping and sucking like I hadn't eaten in days.

"What's going on?"

I froze as I heard Peter's groggy voice. Crap. I released Mr. Davis' dick
from my mouth and came out from under the covers. Mr. Davis kept his finger
in my ass. "Uh, I was just looking for my clothes." My voice cracked as I
said the words. "I was gonna head back to my room. Sorry to wake you."

"Um, oh, OK. You should probably both go now."

"Good idea," chimed in Mr. Davis nonchalantly as he continued to pump his
finger in me. I was trying so hard not to let on by making a sound.

I went back under the covers, this time to actually search for my
clothes. While I was under there, I made Mr. Davis remove his finger from
my butt. Eventually I found my underwear, but couldn't find my tank top or
shorts. How do clothes disappear just like that? I slipped on my
underwear. Mr. Davis put on his own clothes, and then he got out of the
bed.

"Ready?" Mr. Davis asked.

"I can't find the rest of my clothes."

Peter replied in an annoyed voice. "Just leave. I can give you the rest
later."

"But..."

"Come on." Mr. Davis tapped me on the arm.

"Can I borrow a pair of shorts?" I asked Peter.

"I think you should just leave." He was starting to sound angry.

Ugh. Well, it was the middle of the night, so maybe no one would see me
walking back to our room. "Fine." I got out of bed and grabbed my phone
from the table. At least that wasn't missing. Meanwhile, Mr. Davis had
walked over to the window to get his laptop.

A few minutes later we were in the hallway. After we took a few steps,
Mr. Davis grabbed me and pushed me against the wall. He put his hand down
the back of my underwear, reaching for my asshole again. I pushed him away.

"What are you doing!?"

"I need your body, Casey. Now."

As flattering as that was, I did not want to get caught out in the
open. "What if someone sees us?"

"Who cares?"

"Are you kidding?" I said. I suddenly felt like I was the adult in the
situation. I started walking briskly toward the door that led to the
staircase.

Mr. Davis jogged after me and caught up inside the stairwell. He grabbed me
again and started kissing my neck this time. It felt so good, but why
couldn't he just wait a minute until we were in our room? I guess I was
that irresistible. I pushed him off again. "Just wait like two seconds
until we're back in our room!"

"You're no fun," he teased.

"If you feel that way, we could just go to sleep now."

"No! I'm sorry. You're the best. Let's go back to the room!" He started
running up the stairs. "What's taking you so long?" he called back at me.

As soon as we went inside the room, Mr. Davis literally picked me up and
threw me down on the bed. He hopped on and straddled me. He leaned over and
started slurping on my nipples. They immediately hardened. Then he lifted
my arms and started licking my right armpit.

"You smell," he commented.

"Sorry."

"I didn't say it was bad."

"Um, okay..."

When he reached for my underwear, I stopped him.

"What now?"

"Just give me a sec. I need to go to the bathroom." Really I needed a
moment to think about this. Now that we were alone, I knew it was a matter
of time before he tried to fuck me. I still needed to figure out if that's
what I wanted. I mean, I did want to try it for sure. But there was no
turning back once I let it happen.

"Of course, my prince." Randomly he started talking in a British accent and
motioned toward the bathroom, offering his permission.

I got up and went to the bathroom, taking my phone with me.

As soon as I closed and locked the door, I messaged swimkid_16.

caseyboi13: Hey, u up?

While I waited to see if he would reply, I opened the toilet seat and took
a long piss. Right as I was shaking my dick off, my phone vibrated.

swimkid_16: Hey! Yeah I can't rly sleep, sup?

caseyboi13: Well...I'm in the hotel room with my teacher. He wants to have
sex. But I don't know...

swimkid_16: Dude if it was me I'd just go for it. Don't know when ur gonna
get another chance.

caseyboi13: It's gonna hurt

swimkid_16: At first maybe but then it'll feel rly good

caseyboi13: I'm just a kid and isn't it wrong

swimkid_16: You seem old enough to me, ur rly mature Casey swimkid_16: And
isn't he like rly hot?

caseyboi13: Haha yeah totally. thx for ur help dude

swimkid_16: Np have fun!!

caseyboi13: Later

I stripped off my underwear and looked at myself in the mirror. I took a
hold of my dick, and it sprung to full mast again. I was definitely
sexy. I'd do me.

When I came out of the bathroom, I jumped on the bed and pinned Mr. Davis
down. He had taken off all of his clothes, too. I sat down on top of him
and then scooted my body until I was sitting on his face. "So, I smell,
huh? How's that?"

"Amazing, little man," he answered in a muffled voice. Then I felt his
tongue lick right at my hole. It made me jump. He put his hands on my hips
and held me down while he pushed his tongue into me. It kinda tickled but
felt pretty awesome too.

"Oooh fuuuuck."

I jerked my cock as Mr. Davis continued to rim me. My balls were bouncing
on his nose. He reached up and started to rub my chest with his large hand,
stimulating my nipples before running his fingers through my adolescent
pubes. I could hardly sit up with all the sensations running through my
body, but I didn't have to worry about that too long, because he then
tossed me on the bed next to him and stuck his cock in my mouth. I tried to
take as much of his 7 inches as I could, but it was choking me and my eyes
were watering. I didn't want to complain, though. I did like the taste and
wanted to please my teacher.

After a few minutes, he pulled out and instead positioned his dick between
my ass cheeks. He was holding my smooth legs in the air. Holy shit, this
was gonna be the moment!

"I need to be inside you now, boy." He rubbed his dick tip right at my
hole. I guess that was his way of asking consent.

"What about a condom?" I asked.

"Why? Worried I'm gonna get you pregnant?"

"Um, disease?"

"You think I have a disease?" He laughed.

"I dunno..."

"I'm clean dude, nothing to worry about." He pressed the head of his cock
against my hole. As he started to push in, he said, "It's totally up to you
little man. We don't have to do this."

Yeah right, he was already practically inside me. I didn't say anything in
response. I just kinda moaned as he pressed a little harder. Jesus fuck,
this was it. I was losing my virginity in 8th grade. To a man. My teacher!

The head of his dick popped in.

"Ow!" I don't know if it actually hurt me, but it was a weird feeling, and
it kinda surprised me. It was different than his fingers. It wasn't until
Mr. Davis reached for my dick that I realized I had gone half soft.

He started playing with my cock as he pushed himself a little bit more into
my hole. "You're so fucking tight, Casey. You feel amazing, kid."

I was letting out little whining sounds, and somehow I managed to spit out
the words, "How far inside me are you?"

"Only like 1 inch so far, little dude. We got a ways to go. Hang in there."

We were actually doing this. I could hardly believe it. My mind wandered to
the other kids in my grade. Suddenly I was wondering how many of them had
had sex. Maybe a few? I honestly had no idea. What I did know is that no
one would ever expect me to be one of those people.

Just as I was thinking about how it didn't really hurt that bad, Mr. Davis
pushed in some more, and suddenly it really did hurt. I let out a howl.

Mr. Davis was trying to jack me off with one hand, but I wasn't really
getting hard (yes, quite rare). His other hand was stroking my face and
running through my light brown Bieber hair. "Shhh, Case. It's ok. You'll be
fine. Just give it a minute. I can't tell you how fucking incredible you
feel."

After a few minutes the pain definitely lessened, but it still felt weird
having his dick in my butt. I think he sensed that I was getting used to
it, because he grabbed a hold of my hips and pushed some more of his huge
cock inside of me. Each time he did that, it brought a new round of pain,
but he was clearly loving it.

Now Mr. Davis was whispering to himself. "My cock is inside a 13-year-old
boy. Fuck yeah." He let out a big grunt-moan and started moving his hips in
slow motion, starting to pump his massive hard-on. He must have gone in
another couple of inches, but I didn't really know. My legs were resting on
his shoulders. I didn't have a view of my ass-fucking. I kinda wanted to
see, though. Maybe. Or maybe it would freak me out to see my hole stretched
so far open.

I looked up at Mr. Davis' face. His eyes had closed for the moment, and his
mouth hung open. He looked like he was in heaven. His body was really
hot. Like the perfect-looking man as far as I was concerned. Right now his
muscles were flexing and he was all sweaty. He opened his eyes and saw me
looking at him. He smiled and then leaned down to kiss me. I loved feeling
his scruffy face against my smooth skin. It reminded me that I was with a
real man, and this wasn't just one of my jack-off fantasies.

He sat back up and restarted his efforts to harden my 8th grade prick. I
closed my eyes and tried to get into it more. It wasn't really hurting at
that point, but it still felt weird. I was trying to convince myself that
it felt good. My dick felt hard again. That was good. I wanted him to think
I liked it even though I wasn't sure at that moment. My hard 5-incher must
have encouraged Mr. Davis, because he started fucking me faster. He must
have been deeper inside me, too, but maybe we had gotten to the point where
it didn't matter how many inches? I didn't know how this worked.

I opened my eyes again. What the fuck!? Mr. Davis had his phone in his hand
and he looked like he was taking a video.

"Are you videoing?"

"Yeah, is that cool?"

"Um, I dunno."

"Don't worry it's just for us. And I don't have your face in it." Right as
he said that I could see him point the phone more toward my butt.

I wasn't sure if he was lying, but it was too late anyway. It was kinda
exciting that he wanted to record my body. I was starting to feel more
horny. I think I was moving my hips in rhythm with our fucking. Maybe I
could actually enjoy this. I mean, on porn videos people looked like they
really liked it.

"Oh fuck, kid." Mr. Davis let out a huge groan. "I'm all the way inside
your hot tunnel, boy." He started pumping faster and faster. It was hurting
a little bit again. I let out a sound to let him know, but he was in his
own world pounding my ass, and I felt like my body was flailing all around
like a doll. "Oh, Casey, I'm gonna fucking blast you."

I decided to give up on figuring out whether I was in pain or pleasure. I
could worry about myself later. I wanted to help him enjoy this the best I
could. "Oh, Mr. Davis. You're such a strong man. I can feel your dick
filling me up deep. Please cum inside me now. Pleeeease, fucking do it,
Mr. D."

"Fuck, Casey. Here it comes." He was really pounding me hard. Suddenly he
stopped with his groin pressed all the way against my
ass. "Ughhhhh...ahhhhhhh...fuuuuuuuuck!!!" His whole body spasmed as each
blast of cum shot from his cock into my middle-school body.

After one final grunt, he collapsed on top of me. It was hard to breathe,
but I kinda liked it at the same time. His dick popped out of my butt. It
felt like I had just taken a huge crap. When he caught his breath, he
rolled off to the side.

We lay there for a few minutes before he spoke. "Are you still holding my
load inside of you?"

"Oh, um, I guess so. I didn't even realize it."

I hadn't noticed when he had stopped taking his video, but he picked up his
phone again and aimed it at my ass. "Let me see you let it out."

I unclenched. I could feel it oozing out and running down my skin.

"Oh shit, dude. That's awesome." He stopped the video and leaned over to
kiss me. I had gone soft. I kissed him back (that would never get old), but
I really wasn't horny. He started playing with my dick.

"That's OK, Mr. Davis. I'm good. I just think I'll go to sleep."

"Are you okay?" He sounded really worried.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm just really tired."

"OK big guy." He got in a spooning position and wrapped me in his arms. It
felt really nice.

"Night, Mr. D."

"Thank you, Casey," he whispered in my ear.


*End of Chapter 11*


Hope you enjoyed this new installment after the long hiatus!

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