Date: Mon, 18 Feb 2019 04:48:33 +0100
From: Owen Davis <odavis120@mail.com>
Subject: Schoolboy Cell Phone Violation - Chapter 12 (Gay - Adult Youth)

Schoolboy Cell Phone Violation
Chapter 12

*** From Owen's point of view ***

When we arrived back at school, a bunch of parents were already waiting for
us. As the boys got out of the van, some of the moms tried to give their
sons a little hug or kiss, but the 8th grade boys were having none of it.

I spoke to Peter's mom with him standing there. Even with my threat of
telling on him for the TV porn or revealing the video footage of him, I was
still a little worried about what he might do. I had gotten reckless with
him in my state of horniness. I can't believe I forced him into our little
session. He certainly ended up enjoying it, but who knows what he was
capable of now. I needed to win some points.

"Peter did so great with his project," I beamed to his mom. "And he really
represented the school so well."

"Aww, sweetheart, that's so great to hear your teacher say. Thank you,
Mr. Davis, for taking such good care of our boys."

Oh god. If she only knew.

"Of course. It's all my pleasure." I tried not to look at Peter as I said
that.

"Enjoy the rest of your Sunday. We appreciate you taking your personal time
this weekend."

"See you tomorrow, Pete."

"Bye," he said flatly.

"Aren't you going to say `thank you'?" His mom looked embarrassed.

"Thanks, Mr. Davis."

"Teenage boys..." She rolled her eyes as they turned to leave.

I went to finish unloading the van. Only Casey was left in the parking lot.

"You need help?"

"Thanks for the offer. I have some things to carry inside school, but
aren't your parents on their way?"

"Actually I can't reach them. They aren't answering."

"Oh, well then I guess you could help and then try them again."

15 minutes later we had finished, and Casey still couldn't get a hold of
either of his parents. My head started fantasizing about what Casey and I
could do while we waited. Inside the school seemed a bit risky, though.

"I can drive you home."

"Isn't that against the rules?"

"Are you kidding? After what we've done?"

He started giggling. "I was kidding, Mr. D. Duh."

"I knew that..."

On the drive to his house, I couldn't resist feeling up his leg and crotch
during most the ride. At one point his phone started vibrating.

"It's my mom." He answered the call. "Hi mom...yeah...that's ok...no...I'm
on my way home...Mr. Davis is driving me...it's no big
deal...yeah...ok...just stay...it's fine...yes...ok...bye."

"What'd she say?"

"They are at a concert and had their phones off. They thought we were
getting back this evening. It's intermission and she just saw my missed
calls and texts. I told her they should just stay and see the rest of their
concert. She said to make sure I say `thank you' and that my parents are
very sorry."

"Did she mind that I was driving you? Is that bad?"

"She doesn't care. She totally trusts you...even though she shouldn't."
More giggling.

I smiled at him.

"Oh shit, sorry, you were supposed to turn back there."

A few minutes later we pulled into his driveway.

"Can I come in? I need to use the bathroom."

"Um, I guess, but my brother is probably here."

"That's fine."

As soon as we stepped inside, I felt myself boning up. There was something
about simply being inside Casey's house that was getting my juices flowing.

"The powder room is right there."

I went in the bathroom for a minute, even though I didn't really have to
go. When I came out, Casey was in the kitchen eating Oreos. He offered me
one.

"Thanks, dude. Hey, can I see your room before I go?"

Casey didn't answer right away. He was getting milk out of the fridge, and
drank a healthy amount right out of the container. It temporarily left one
of those adorable milk mustaches. But then he licked it off. My dick
twitched.

"OK. My brother is in the shower, and he takes super-long ones, especially
when my parents aren't home to yell at him. Follow me." He walked to the
steps and then jogged upstairs. I did the same.

We walked by what must have been JJ's room and their bathroom. I could hear
the shower running. As soon as we entered Casey's room, my dick started
throbbing. Even for a boy who was not athletic, his room screamed teenage
boy. I had seen his room (unbeknownst to Casey) during the Skype call when
I was acting like a stranger from Kik, but seeing it in person was totally
different. It was pretty messy, clothes and stuff he'd collected
everywhere. Some of his drawings were taped to the walls. Even though he
hadn't been there for two nights, there was still a distinct teenaged boy
smell that some people would be turned off by. Certainly not me. His bed
was unmade. I stared at it, and started picturing the things I wanted to do
with him on it. On my 13-year-old student's bed. Oh my god. I adjusted my
cock so it wouldn't be too obscene.

"Love your room, dude."

"Really?"

"Yeah, of course." I walked close to him and brought him into a hug. I
pressed our bodies together. He was too short for our cocks to line up, and
I really wanted to feel his hard cock against mine. I awkwardly shuffled
our bodies over to his bed and tipped us over. Immediately, I started
humping him. I could feel his dick, now hard, rolling against mine.

"Stop, stop! Are you crazy? My brother..."

"I don't care about him. I need your hot body."

He tried to get up, but I was on top. "But..."

I pressed our lips together to shut him up. As I invaded his mouth with my
tongue, I could taste some chocolate residue from the cookies.

We both heard the shower shut off. Casey suddenly found his strength, and
pushed me off. "We gotta go back downstairs. Now."

Reluctantly I got up from the bed. Casey was headed toward his door and I
grabbed him. I put my hand down his shorts and took a hold of his
adolescent meat.

"Oh fuck. Mr. Davis, I wish we could," he whispered. "But we just can't."

How did this kid have more will power than I did? I guess he was genuinely
worried about his brother. I wasn't. His parents weren't home. I could make
any excuse to his little brother.

Casey took my hand out of his shorts, and then pulled me to follow him out
of his room. "Come on!" he mouthed as we made our way toward the stairs.

The bathroom door opened without warning. Out walked a half-wet, fully
naked JJ. He was drying his hair with a towel. We all froze as JJ noticed
us. Instead of covering up, he just stood there confidently. Casey started
mumbling some nonsense excuse, but I was focused on JJ. I knew I should
look away, but I couldn't.

He looked very similar to Casey in some ways. He was almost as tall, even
though he was two grades below, and he seemed especially muscular for a 6th
grader. My mouth watered at the sight of his tiny preteen pubic patch. The
12-year-old had about 20 hairs that I remembered from the Skype call. He
was semi-hard, on his way to 5 inches. Normally his age wouldn't interest
me to this degree, but he could practically pass for a 14-year-old.

I wanted to grab both boys and have my way with them. It would almost be
worth going to prison for it.

Casey had stopped his rambling, and we all stood there quietly for a
moment.

I broke the silence. "I heard you made the baseball team as a 6th grader,
JJ."

"Sure did." He puffed out his chest even more. I couldn't believe how
nonchalantly this kid was standing there nude in front of other people, let
alone a teacher at his school.

"Seeing you up close, I can see why that might be. You look like you can
handle hitting a fastball, even from an 8th grader."

"Fastball is no problem. Curveball is more tricky."

"Yeah, that's what I hear. I look forward to seeing some of your games."

"Well, I should probably go get dressed. Nice to see you, Mr. Davis."

"You too, JJ. I'll just help Casey with his laptop issue and then be on my
way."

"Cool." Sadly, he walked into his bedroom and shut the door.

I motioned with my head back toward Casey's room and started walking. Casey
followed me in, and shut the door.

"We still have time before your parents would get back. We should take
advantage of it." I took him by the shoulders and sat him on the edge of
his bed. I got down on my knees. "You haven't had a release since last
night. Long overdue."

After slipping off his sneakers, Casey lifted his butt up to help me remove
his shorts and boxer briefs. "How do you feel after last night?" I started
rubbing all around his groin with my hands.

"A little sore, but not bad. I think my ass needs some more recovery time."

I nuzzled my face near his dick and breathed in. "Damn, speaking of kids in
need of a shower." I engulfed his entire dick with my mouth. He was rock
hard.

"Holy shit. Oooooh. Uhhhhhh. Fuck. Oh yeah, suck me off. Ahhhhh."

I went to town on his young, teen cock for a couple of minutes until it
felt like he was getting close. I pulled off.

"No, no, no...you can't stop, Mr. D. I'm almost there."

I pulled off Casey's socks. I loved his feet. They were size 9 and looked
really big on his 5'5'' frame. I pulled his left foot up to my mouth and
started sucking on his big toe. I then started alternating between sucking
various toes and licking his feet. They were a little sweaty, but didn't
smell bad at all. He was squirming all around, and tried to start jerking
himself off, but I didn't let him.

Finally I gave in and, after removing his T-shirt, went back to sucking on
his boyhood pride. I was also molesting his developing smooth chest. He was
about to explode, and I took one more break to breathe. "I'm gonna make you
cum twice before leaving your house, Casey. Now fill my mouth with the
first load." Ten seconds after I went down on him again, his whole body
stiffened. His head flung back, and his hips pushed up. With his pubic hair
tickling my nose, Casey started unloading five or six healthy squirts of
8th grade cum on the back of my tongue and down my waiting throat.

I swallowed the delicious treat and reluctantly let Casey's still half-hard
cock out of my mouth. I climbed onto his bed and pulled him fully onto the
bed into a more comfortable lying position. I started kissing every part of
his body while he recovered from his intense orgasm with his eyes closed. I
was trying to decide my favorite part of his body when his phone started
vibrating. I could see that it was a text from JJ, but his phone needed to
be unlocked in order to see the actual text.

"Your brother is texting you," I whispered to Casey and laid his phone on
his chest. He opened his eyes and picked up the phone. I watched his eyes
bulge as he read the text.

"Holy shit."

"What'd he say?"

"Dunno if I should tell you."

"You can't not tell me!" I tried to grab his phone, but he was too quick. I
started tickling him, squeezing his thigh, pressing the sides of his torso,
and fingering his armpit, until he couldn't breathe and handed me the
phone.

JJ's text: "i kno wat ur doin in there and i dont care. but i wanna join u
guys or else im tellin"

Wow. Of course this wasn't as shocking to me as Casey thought it would be,
because Casey didn't know all the info I gained through my Kik
identity. But the parts that surprised me were that he knew what was
happening (I guess we weren't as careful as I thought) and that he wanted
to engage sexually with me (a teacher at his school).

I handed him his phone back. "Oh my god, Casey. What do you think we should
do?"

Before he could answer, his phone vibrated again.

"What'd he say now?" I asked.

"It's my mom. She says her and my dad will be home in about 45 minutes."

"OK." It was nice to have a warning. And even though it was disappointing
to think our time would come to a close, at least we had some more time
left. Would it include JJ? I should really get out of there in half an hour
to be safe.

"I guess I have to invite my brother in. I really don't think he'd tell on
me, but lately I don't feel like I know him as well, and I can't take that
chance." Casey quickly slipped back on his shorts (no underwear) and
shirt. He then opened his door.

JJ walked in less than a minute later. He was shirtless and wearing a pair
of mesh gym shorts that looked like they had been outgrown two years
ago. It made JJ's legs look extra long. The view before me was almost as
hot as when he had no clothes on. What a specimen of boy. If there was a
magazine specifically of boys going through the beginning stages of
puberty, JJ could easily be on the cover.

I was sitting on the bed, and JJ walked right up to me. "Mr. Davis, I know
you are a science teacher. Do you know a lot about muscles and stuff?"

"Um, I guess so, JJ. Why?"

"I've just been really sore from baseball lately, and I was wondering if
you could help me out."

"What did you have in mind?"

"I dunno. I thought maybe you would know. Maybe you should massage my
muscles to see if that helps."

"Hop up on the bed. Lie down, face down. And Casey, you'll need to help as
well."

I kneeled down on one side of the 6th-grade hottie and motioned for Casey
to mirror me on the other side. As soon as I placed my hands on JJ's left
leg, his whole body jumped.

"Sorry, that just surprised me, Mr. Davis. Your hands feel good, though."

Casey watched as I rubbed JJ's calf, and he did the same to his brother's
right leg. His legs were so smooth and perfect, I was practically drooling.

"Your leg muscles are very defined, JJ. And I can tell that you've been
using them a lot. You need to be sure to give them enough rest between
practices as well."

"Mmm hmm."

We went down to JJ's feet for a minute. He giggled a little when we poked
at his soles, but when we went at him a little harder, he just started
moaning. Back up his legs, we spent some time on his amazing thighs. They
were these two mini-oceans of white flesh that eventually disappeared
underneath the tight mesh shorts. It was obscene how much skin was
showing. Out in public, he could not have gotten away with it in this day
and age. I could feel my dick throbbing and leaking precum.

"We need to move on to your glutes, JJ. But your shorts are way too
tight. Casey will take them off." I nodded to the older brother, and he
immediately started to pull them down. They must have gotten caught on JJ's
hard dick, because the front side stopped coming down, and JJ let out a
little yelp. JJ lifted his butt into the air, and I reached under to help
pull the shorts out and over his impressive 12-year-old tool.

With his bare cheeks exposed, I couldn't resist immediately pulling them
apart to look inside his crack. It did not disappoint. It was completely
hairless, and his hole was puckered and pink. It winked at me as he
clenched and unclenched. I leaned down and blew some air directly onto this
most private area.

His body jolted in reaction. "Oh shit! Um, I mean, sorry about the
language, Mr. Davis. That just felt funny."

"You were looking a little hot and sweaty, and I just wanted to cool you
down. I apologize for any discomfort."

"No, it actually felt good. If you need to keep cooling me down, you're in
charge."

"Casey, whey don't you keep him cool, while I continue the massage."

Casey leaned down super-close to his brother's ass. I saw him breathe in
deeply and then blow over his hole just like I did. JJ twitched again and
let out a little moan. Casey repeated it several more times. Clearly both
boys were enjoying it.

Meanwhile, I was rubbing JJ's legs some more and had also started on his
arms. After squeezing up and down his upper limbs, loving the strength of
his biceps that I could feel, I lifted his arms above his head so that I
could see his pits. Completely hairless. Or so I thought originally, until
I got real close and saw that the growth of just a few hairs had
started. Totally cute.

With our limited time, I needed to keep this moving.

"Time to flip over," I instructed.

JJ moved so that he was on his back. His dick was at full mast pointed
toward his head. His balls were drawn up close to his body. I wanted to
roll them around in my mouth. He had a look on his face that was a cross
between a sly smile and adolescent lust.

Casey dropped all pretext and took JJ's dick in his hand. JJ gasped and
then started letting out high-pitched moans as Casey stroked his
brother. Meanwhile I gave a bit of attention to JJ's shoulders and chest,
feeling up every inch of his smooth, creamy, strong body.

JJ looked up at me. "Can I see how big you are?"

I looked over to Casey, and he gave me a go-ahead nod. I reached in my
shorts and pulled out my 7-inch cock, along with my balls. I let my package
rest on top of the waistband of my shorts.

"Oh my god. I've never seen one that big. You're bigger than my dad. Can I
touch it?" I moved my groin closer to him, giving my answer. First he used
a single finger to poke it, then he wrapped his 12-year-old hand around my
rod. His small hand made my did look bigger than it was. "Are you cumming?"
he asked.

"No, that's just precum," I answered.

"But there's so much."

"Yup. Wait until you see the real thing."

"Ooooh, can I?"

"That's up to you guys. If you can make it happen, sure."

JJ responded by starting to jerk me off. Casey was still working JJ's
dick. Then Casey took his brother's prick into his mouth. JJ stopped
jacking me, and his eyes rolled back. "Oooh fuck, that feels so good. Oh,
man. But wait, I already know what your mouth feels like. I wanna know what
his mouth feels like." JJ nodded toward me. Casey released JJ's dick.

I tried to hold back my smile. "Oh?"

"You are interested, right? Or can't you handle this?" He took his dick in
his hand and wagged it around a few times.

"You're definitely big for your age, but I got it."

"Cool!"

I crawled down toward JJ's crotch.

"And while Mr. Davis sucks me, I want to see you suck him," JJ instructed
his older brother.

Casey didn't seem to mind his brother was handing out demands and crawled
over to my side of JJ, near the upper half of his body.

I got in a half-sitting, half-lying position and took JJ's dick into my
mouth. I was gonna give him a blow job to remember. When Casey wrapped his
mouth around my cock, I thought I was gonna blow my load right then. He
wasn't holding back, and slurping sounds filled the bedroom. I was matching
the enthusiasm on JJ's boycock. My right hand was playing with his balls
and my left was scratching his small pubic patch. JJ's moaning was getting
loud, and I wasn't going to last much longer myself.

Not sure how long JJ was going to take, I decided to up the stimulation
another notch so that we could be more likely to climax at the same
time. My mouth swapped over to JJ's balls. I took them both at once and
rolled them around with my tongue. My hand was jerking him furiously, and I
took the head of his penis in my hand and rolled it around. Letting his
balls go, I licked up the length of his prick, before swallowing him whole
one more time.

"I'm gonna...oh my fucking god...this is amazing...oh shit, oh shit,
uhhhhh." JJ's talk encouraged Casey, and he started jerking the bottom half
of my dick while his mouth continued working the top half.

JJ's body started convulsing and twitching in random directions before he
stiffened and let out a scream that sounded like a girl. As soon as I felt
the first squirt of cum in my mouth, I started unloading my own into
Casey's mouth. There was only a small total amount that came out of JJ, but
it was powerful and tasty. On the other hand, I was unloading a man's load
into Casey, and he couldn't handle it. His head came off my cock, and my
last 3 shots hit Casey in the face. JJ had the perfect view, and got his
wish of seeing my load, some of which was now dripping down Casey's face
and some of which was leaking out of his mouth.

We were all breathing heavily. Before getting a chance to catch our
breaths, we heard the distinct sound of voices in the house. We
simultaneously sat straight up in a collective panic. How had that much
time going by!? I thought it had been like 25 minutes. I stuffed myself
back in my shorts and hid behind the bed.

JJ put on the mesh shorts and Casey was wiping the rest of the cum from his
face when there was a knock at the door. I heard the door open before the
boys had a chance to respond.

"Hey guys!" It was their mom.

"Mom!" Casey whined. You're not supposed to just barge in like that.

"I knocked."

"But I didn't say to come in!"

"Sorry."

"I'm gonna start locking my door. I don't care anymore that you say it's
against the rules."

"What in the world are you boys doing anyway?"

"Nothing."

"What are you wearing, JJ? Those shorts are from when you were in 4th
grade."

"I dunno, I just put them on."

"And no shirt?"

"I was hot. Who cares?"

"You're practically naked."

"Are you saying I should be ashamed of my body, mom?"

"Of course not, sweetie. You have a very nice body, JJ."

"Ewww, mom."

"It stinks in here, boys. Have you heard of showering? Or deodorant? I need
to get you some Febreze."

"Whatever." Casey sounded like such a typical teen brat. But I loved
it. Because it was Casey.

My heart was pounding 200 beats per minute. They needed to get her out of
the room. And I had no idea how I was going to escape.

"Oh, and what's that car doing in our driveway?"

"I dunno," answered Casey.

"That's so weird. I'll have to call the police." It sounded like she was
leaving the room.

"Wait, no." Casey stopped her.

"What?"

"It's Mr. Davis' car."

"Why didn't you say that before?"

"Well, I didn't know if you'd be cool with him coming inside."

"Why did he come inside? Where is he now?"

"He had to go to the bathroom after driving me home. Then when he went back
outside, his car wouldn't start, so he took an Uber home."

"Oh, why would I be upset about that?"

"I dunno, `cause I let a stranger inside?"

"He's not a stranger, sweetie. He's your teacher, and a very nice man to
drive you home. Does he have a plan for his car?"

"Um, he said he'll come back in the morning before school and maybe dad
could give him a jump."

"OK, do you know what time?"

"Uh, he said 7:00."

"OK. You guys should get ready for dinner, we brought home Chinese. JJ, put
some clothes on and both of you wash your hands." I heard the door close.

I popped up from my hiding place. "What am I going to do?"

*****

Two hours later I was still hiding in Casey's room, when he returned from
being downstairs. I was lying down on the floor behind his bed, killing
time on his laptop. He flopped on his bed and hung his head over the edge,
smiling down at me. "Hey."

"Hey yourself." I managed a smile back. One one hand, it was fucking
awesome that I was hanging in his room. But his parents were in the house,
and my heart was still in overdrive.

"I told my parents I was really tired from the science fair trip, and I was
going to bed."

"It's only 8:30."

"Yup! Now we get a few hours together before everyone goes to bed and you
sneak out of the house."

"Are you gonna shower?"

"I thought you liked me like this."

"I do. I like you in any state of being. But it's been a while since you've
showered, and you've been, um, active. I think it's time."

"K, I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere."

"Ha. Ha. Ha."

He leaned down and pushed out his lips for a kiss. I most certainly
obliged. I was about to grab him and go deeper, when he pulled away and
scampered out of his room.

Five minutes later he was back, dripping wet and with a towel barely
hanging on his hips. He sexily walked over to me, wiggling his hips until
the towel fell to the ground. Then he lay down right on top of me.

"You're gonna get me wet."

"Oh, I can get up, if you want."

"Not a chance." I pulled him tight, feeling the water on his skin soaking
into my clothes. My hands were on his butt cheeks. "How's your ass?"

"Not too bad. It feels a little bruised or something, but it's OK."

"You think you're ready to try again?"

"Yeah, maybe, but I was actually wondering if we could, uh, try it the
other way around...?"

"Oh. Yeah, definitely. I'm game for Casey, Jr. poking around my back door."

"Really?!"

"Sure."

"Sweet! How about now?"

I looked up at Casey. He was sitting up on me now. His mass of wet hair
looked perfect, and there were still a few drops of water clinging to his
sexy chest. I would let this 13-year-old do whatever the fuck he
wanted. There was no saying "no."


*End of Chapter 12*


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