Date: Thu, 4 Jul 2019 14:57:42 +0200
From: Owen Davis <odavis120@mail.com>
Subject: Schoolboy Cell Phone Violation - Chapter 18 (Gay - Adult Youth)

Schoolboy Cell Phone Violation
Chapter 18

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

Lately I was always horny. Even after cumming twice in a row, lying on
Mr. Davis' bed with him, I was still hard. Or hard again. I wasn't sure. I
couldn't believe how lucky I was to be getting action from my hunky
teacher. I knew it was technically illegal, but I didn't see the problem. I
felt old enough to know what I wanted. He wasn't taking advantage of me. Or
if he was taking advantage of me, I didn't give a shit. He could take
advantage of me all night long. I was happy that we were doing the Sex Ed
unit in science class, because otherwise I'd have a lot of trouble
concentrating, just fantasizing about Mr. Davis all period long. I was
trying to limit the daydreaming in my other classes, because I knew my
parents would crack down on my freedom if my grades got crappy.

As Mr. Davis spooned my body with his face at the back of my neck and his
dick and pubes tickling my butt, my thoughts shifted to the summer. I
couldn't wait. I could basically do whatever I wanted. Hopefully I'd be
able to spend a ton of time with Mr. Davis. I'd be turning 14 near the end
of the school year. What if he stopped liking me when I started to look
older. My voice right now was cracking all the time. It was gonna get
deeper. I was starting to get a little hair on my upper lip. Eventually I'd
have to start shaving. Hopefully he'd still want to be with me. I could
always use JJ's help. They seemed to both like each other.

Mr. Davis' voice interrupted my thoughts. "I hate to leave this position,
but I just remembered that I still need to send out all the Dropbox links
to my two afternoon classes."

"Wait, why isn't it just one email to everyone?"

He explained his scheme to me, where he'd be able to see which student
uploaded which photo, even though it would look anonymous to us students.

"Oh, snap! You dirty man."

"You know it, little boy." He wrapped his fingers around my dick and
squeezed. "Or, not so little."

I pressed my ass back into his crotch and wiggled around. "Ooh, can we
check to see if anyone already sent a photo?"

"Definitely. Let's do it."

I lay splayed on the bed playing with my dick and balls while Mr. Davis got
his laptop. A few minutes later we were sitting up against the headboard
both staring at his computer screen. I didn't know what I was looking
at. It was all a bunch of folders named with random numbers.

"How many kids put on a photo already?" I asked.

"Looks like there are eight so far."

"Oh my god, this is so exciting!"

Mr. Davis clicked on one of the folders. There was a thumbnail of a photo
and he clicked on it. Suddenly the screen was filled with the body of a
naked boy. A boy with a BIG dick. It was a selfie taken in the mirror. You
could see from the top of his chest down to his knees. I knew it was a boy
(not a man) because of his young chest and how he didn't have a ton of
pubic hair. But looking at his dick alone, you wouldn't have known.

"Who is it?!"

"I'll give you one guess."

"Holy shit, this is Clay?"

"Yes, sir." Mr. Davis rubbed his hardening cock.

"Wow. He really is big. That's a hot photo. Can we look at the others?"

"Of course." He went through them pretty quickly. I wanted to look at them
longer and see who was who. Mr. Davis showed me how to tell who it was and
let me borrow his laptop. He went and got another laptop to use himself so
he could send out the emails to his other classes. He also told me that he
was going to send an email out to the morning classes to tell them a bunch
of guys already uploaded photos and they should remember to do it if they
wanted to reach 90% and get extra credit.

We sat there, each on a laptop. I was tugging on my dick as I switched
between the photos and figured out who they were.

Mr. Davis turned to me at one point. "Don't cum again yet, Case. That juice
is mine."

"Yes, Mr. Davis."

"I'm almost done. Just gimme like two more minutes."

I went back to Clay's photo while I waited for Mr. Davis to finish with his
emails.

As soon as he closed his computer, I reached over Mr. Davis to place the
laptop I had on the other side of him. The photo of Clay was still taking
up the entire screen. "You can stare at Clay's cock while I fuck you,
Mr. Davis."

He lay down on his side, and I curled behind him. We were again in a
spooning position, but this time he was in front. I humped him for a few
minutes, my hard dick rubbing under his balls. Then I crawled down and
stuck my face where my dick had just been. I stuck out my tongue and made
contact with Mr. Davis' balls.

"Oh fuck, Clay, that feels amazing."

I took a break from licking his balls. "I'm not Clay. But you can pretend
if you want."

"Shit, sorry."

"That's OK. So, how are we gonna seduce Clay?" I took a long lick from his
balls toward his ass crack. I had to spread his cheeks with my hands. He
was really sweaty and the taste was a little tangy or something. But I
didn't care. I knew he'd love it. I pushed my tongue as far as I could
inside his asshole.

"Oh my god. Oh fuck. That's incredible...don't stop...um, about Clay...what
if you invited him here to my house?"

I came up for air. "I don't know if he'd go for that."

"Well he doesn't have to know it's my house. Does he know where your house
is?"

"I don't think so."

"So you can invite him to "your house" but really it's my address."

"I'm also not sure he'd want to just hang with me. That might be really
random."

"What about Peter? He could be in on it."

"Do you think Peter would go for this?"

"I think he would. You and Peter could plan a sleepover and invite Clay."

"What do we tell our parents?"

"Well, how about you and Peter each say you are spending the night at each
other's house. If they want to speak to someone, you can give them my phone
number, and I can pretend to be your dad. Same for Clay. Then you can all
hang at my house. I'll be hiding. You can play truth or dare..."

"Oooh, I have an idea. We can dare him to wear a blindfold, and then you
can come out, and he won't know it." I was starting to get even more horny
thinking about this. I took a finger and started rubbing it in Mr. Davis'
crack.

"Perfect...Oh god, Casey, keep doing that...He seems like a horny kid, I
bet you could get him to go for some fooling around, even if it's boys,
especially since we know he answered a 3 on the straight-to-gay 1-10 scale
on the survey."

"I'm getting a lot of good ideas now of what we can dare each other to do."
I pushed my finger into Mr. Davis' hole and he gasped and moaned. I
squeezed a second finger in.

"Fuck, Casey. Time for your big boy dick to rip me open. Please fuck me
now, kid."

"OK, Mr. D. I hope you're ready. But if you want a big boy cock, you should
pretend that I'm Clay and his 7-incher is coming." I removed my fingers and
lined the tip of my dick up with his hole from behind.

He reached back and wrapped his hand around my shaft. "Oh yeah, Clay. I've
never felt such a big cock on a middle schooler. I know it's gonna hurt,
but I wanna feel every inch."

I couldn't believe how hard I was. One more time I wanted to cum. Inside my
teacher. I pushed my entire throbbing dick in all at once.

Mr. Davis let out a yelp. "Fuckin' hell kid. You're really filling me up. I
love it. Start pounding me. I want your sweet teen load."

His ass was gripping my cock really tight. It felt amazing. I began to pump
in and out. There was a squishy sound, which turned me on even more. Really
getting into it, I broke into a sweat as my hips slammed into my teacher's
ass over and over again. At one point my dick slipped out, and Mr. Davis
immediately yelled at me to stick it back in.

I teased him as I stuck my cock back inside his asshole. "Pretty eager to
get your man-pussy blasted, huh?" I couldn't believe I was talking like
this to my teacher. Wait, how was that more unbelievable than that fact
that I was having sex with my teacher? This was so much fun.

Mr. Davis growled. "Uhhh...just keep...fucking me."

And fuck him I did. It went on for a while. Both of us were breathing heavy
and sweating.

My phone, which was nearby on the bed, started vibrating. I reached over to
take a look. It was a text from JJ asking where I was. I used Siri to
respond by voice. "I'm in bed with Mr. Davis, and my cock is buried in his
ass."

He wrote back. "Ha yeah right."

"I'll prove it. Lock your door, take of your clothes, and then FaceTime
me."

While I waited, I continued to slide my 13-year-old nail in and out of
Mr. Davis. It was starting to really smell in the room. Mr. Davis reached
back and fondled my balls. That sent tingles through my body.

I don't think it had even been a minute before JJ's FaceTime call came
through. The picture showed up on my phone, and the way JJ was holding his
phone made his dick look really big. Not sure who he was trying to fool,
but it was still really hot. As instructed, his clothes were gone, his
12-year-old developing body on display for Mr. Davis and me.

"Oh damn, Case. You weren't kidding. That's fuckin' hot, man."

"I wanna see him," whined Mr. Davis, like a child.

"Shut the fuck up, pussy." I punctuated my sentence by jamming my cock
extra-hard in his ass.

"Pleeeese..."

Realizing that this would all be much easier on a computer, I told JJ how
he could Skype Mr. Davis. A few minutes later, a much larger image of JJ
was filling up Mr. Davis' computer screen, and I no longer had to hold my
phone. I placed the laptop so that we both could see.

As JJ jacked himself off, he was letting out high-pitched moans. As if I
could be any more turned on right now. But I did feel a churning in my
balls, letting me know that my third orgasm of the afternoon was finally
approaching.

My hands were roaming all over Mr. Davis' manly body as I pistoned into
him. I loved feeling his muscles and skin and hair. I buried my face in the
back of his neck and licked off some of the salty sweat. Using my hands on
his hips, I carefully slid my cock almost all the way out and then back in
until my pubes tickled his butt. Over and over, in and out, in and out.

JJ's moaning was getting more intense. He was clearly getting close to
blowing his load.

Mr. Davis was enjoying his ass-pounding as well as JJ's little show. He
grunted each time I bottomed out. Then he spoke to JJ. "Oh yeah, JJ, you
getting close? Let your sperm out, little dude."

JJ answered with some groans. "Uh, uh, oh, fuck, I'm..." His legs kicked
out straight in front of him. For a moment, his whole body went still. Then
it twitched, and he started squirting out an impressive load of clear
cum. He squeaked out little "ah"s with each pump of jizz.

"That was fucking sexy as hell," Mr. Davis commented. I was in total
agreement.

I was getting really close now, ready to unload into Mr. Davis and fucking
his ass harder and harder, trying to get to my climax. "You like watching
my little brother, you pervert?"

"Absolutely."

Suddenly I was pumping my 8th grade cum deep in Mr. Davis' chute. My whole
body was spasming. "AHHHH! FUUUUCK!! UHHH!" When I was done unloading, I
removed my dick from his ass and collapsed on the bed.

The sound of my mom's voice made my heart stop. Then I realized it was on
the Skype call. She had walked into JJ's room. "Sweetie, have you finished
your homework? Oh my god! I didn't know you could...I mean..."

"Mom! Get the hell out!"

"My little man. I'm so sorry...I'm leaving."

I shut the laptop. As much as I wanted to stay in Mr. Davis' bed all night,
I had to get home before my mom freaked. I asked Mr. Davis to drive me home
and drop me off around the corner. I told him that I would work on the
plans for a Friday sleepover with Peter and Clay.

*** From DA Wilbur Hunt's point of view ***

It was around 1:00 AM, and I was still wide awake in bed. My wife was
softly snoring next to me. I couldn't get that damn kid out of my
head. Hayden. Half-asian, braces, even his name turned me on. I must have
watched that video a dozen times by now. I got up and went into the
bathroom with one of my burner phones. It had the video stored on it (not
as good quality as on the computer, but still hot as fuck.) As I brought it
up, I smiled to myself. How ironic it was that I spent my days working to
catch dirty men with underage photos and videos, and here I was watching a
13-year-old boy get jerked off on my phone.

I slid my hand up and down my cock as I watched the video. I was proud of
my dick. 8 inches long and thick, too. It certainly satisfied my wife. But
I wasn't enjoying the sex with her as much the past few months. Usually I
was able to close my eyes and pretend she was a boy, but her pussy was
getting too loose recently. I needed something tight. And she was being
really resistant to the idea of taking it up the ass.

God, I'd love to meet this Hayden kid. And I had access right now. I knew
where he was. His uncle would have to do whatever I said. At least if he
wanted to avoid me ruining his life. I'd probably never get him in trouble
at this point, but he didn't know that. I wasn't sure how much longer the
kid would be staying at his uncle's house. I really didn't want to miss
this window of opportunity.

The video ended, and I was leaking precum everywhere. I had made up my
mind. I was gonna try and go over to their house right now. I texted John
Pan from my burner phone.

Me: I'm coming over.

A few minutes went by, and I didn't hear anything back. I texted again.

Me: You better answer me or there will be consequences.

John: Who is this?

Me: I told you I'd be following up with you when we met the other day. I'd
like to meet your nephew. Now is the time.

John: But he's asleep.

Me: Perfect. Meet me at your back door in 20 minutes.


*End of Chapter 18*


Back from a few months off. Hope to bang out some more chapters!

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