Date: Sun, 7 Jul 2019 17:39:56 +0200
From: Owen Davis <odavis120@mail.com>
Subject: Schoolboy Cell Phone Violation - Chapter 19 (Gay - Adult Youth)

Schoolboy Cell Phone Violation
Chapter 19

*** From John Pan's point of view ***

I opened the door for Wilbur Hunt, and he stepped into my house with a
shit-eating grin on his face. He was large man. Not overweight, but thick
and tall. At least 6'3''. He was wearing athletic shorts that showed his
long, hairy legs, and a plain grey T-shirt. His face was just a little
scruffy. It looked like he hadn't shaved in a couple of days. Objectively
speaking, he was a good-looking man. Just not what I was into. He was
holding something in his hand, but I couldn't tell what it was.

My heart was beating really fast. I didn't understand what was happening. I
knew this guy was corrupt and likely into boys. What was he going to do in
my house? How was I going to introduce him to my nephew in the middle of
the night without it seeming completely fucking ridiculous? Even if it were
in the middle of the day, it'd be weird.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"OK, here's the plan..."

"The plan for what?"

"Just listen. You're going to take me up to the boy's room..."

I interrupted him again. "I'm really not comfortable with this."

"Are you fucking kidding me? I don't care what you're comfortable
with. Would you like me to bring those charges against you?"

I felt faint. This was nuts. I really didn't want to expose Hayden to this
man, but I didn't have a choice. I let him continue.

"I'll be wearing this mask." He held up a piece of fabric in his hand. "If
or when the boy wakes up, you will tell him that he must cooperate with
me. Tell him that I'm an intruder and that I have a gun. Tell him that I
won't hurt anyone if he stays quiet and follows along with what I ask."

"This is fucking crazy, man."

"Let's go. Lead the way. Oh, and by the way. If you make this go smoothly,
I can help you cultivate your proclivities. Some tips on how to not get
caught again."

He held out his arm, inviting me to start walking.

We got upstairs and turned left. Fortunately Hayden's room was at one end
of the hallway, while the master bedroom and the room where Hayden's
parents were staying was at the other end.

Slowly, I opened the door to the guest room where Hayden was sleeping. We
walked in and shut the door behind us. It wasn't as dark as the other night
because the moon was shining brightly through the window. Hayden was sound
asleep and underneath the covers. He looked like an angel. Wilbur put the
mask on his face and approached the bed. He then grabbed the sheet covering
my nephew and pulled it down. Wilbur and I gasped simultaneously. Hayden
was shirtless and was only wearing a pair of skimpy dark blue mesh
shorts. His one hand was down the front of the shorts. I noticed Wilbur
adjust himself.

I became a spectator as Wilbur rummaged around on the floor until he found
a sock of Hayden's. He then went back over to the sleeping boy and
carefully put his hand on Hayden's chest. He brushed it back and forth a
few times and then gently played with the 13-year-old's nipples. Hayden
twisted his body, but stayed asleep.

Wilbur eventually ran his hand up to Hayden's neck and face, tracing his
lips with his finger. His other hand, which currently possessed the sock,
was fondling his own cock.

Suddenly, Hayden's eyes flew open. Wilbur acted quickly, though. Before
Hayden could let out a sound, Wilbur had stuffed the sock in Hayden's
mouth. Hayden tried to scream, but the sound was almost completely
muffled. He tried to jump up out of the bed, but Wilbur easily held him
down, one hand on his face and the other on his chest. Hayden was kicking
his legs, but Wilbur kneeled down next to the bed and pressed the side of
his torso over Hayden's legs to stop them from moving.

For the moment, Hayden gave up trying to scream or escape. I looked at his
eyes, and they were full of fear. He noticed me for the first time, and his
face contorted into a different version of confusion than the one already
there. I didn't have to act very much to make it look like I was scared.

"Just stay calm, Hayden. You need to do whatever this man asks. He has a
weapon. If we cooperate, then we'll both be fine."

It didn't look like my words made him feel any less terrified. But that was
all I could really offer at this point.

Then Wilbur spoke. His voice sounded an octave deeper than when he and I
had spoken before. And it was slightly distorted because of the mask he was
wearing. "If I remove my hand from your face, kid, do you promise not to
scream?"

Hayden nodded.

"And if I stop holding you down, you won't try anything stupid, right?"

Hayden nodded again.

As Wilbur let off of my helpless middle school nephew, he added, "I'm not
here to hurt you. In fact, I think you'll enjoy this very much."

Hayden removed the sock from his mouth. For a moment it had gotten stuck on
his braces, but he got it loose and whispered, "What are you going to do to
me?"

"Well, young man, I happen to think you are a sexy piece of flesh. I know
that you are 13 years old and in 8th grade, but honestly you don't even
look that old. I can see and feel that your body is starting to develop."
He ran his hand over Hayden's abdomen, and Hayden flinched. "Your once-soft
tummy is already starting to give way to a hardening stomach. I see the
hairs that you are growing as you have clearly started your journey through
puberty. You are at the perfect moment in your life, as far as I'm
concerned. To answer your question, I am going to use your body for my
pleasure. As that happens, there might be some things that feel
uncomfortable, but in the end, I promise that you will be begging me to
cum. You can cum, can't you, young man?"

"Yes, sir. But..."

"What?"

"I'm not gay."

"I don't give a shit, kid. I don't care if you're gay, straight, or like to
play with your pet dog's dick. Now stop talking and just let me do my
thing."

I had mixed feelings at this point. On one hand, I was scared and wanted to
protect my nephew from this huge man. But at the same time, I felt myself
growing really hard thinking about the things Wilbur might do to Hayden.

Wilbur took his large hands and started feeling every part of Hayden. He
started with his feet, which were still on the small size. Each toe got
some attention, and at one point Hayden let out an involuntary giggle. I
walked to a part of the bedroom where Hayden would not be able to see me as
well and put my right hand in my boxers. I was leaking precum.

Watching Wilbur caress the boy's legs, inching closer to his milky thighs,
I stroked myself. It looked like Hayden actually spread his legs apart a
little bit. But other than that, he was just lying there with his eyes
closed.

The big molesting hands skipped over Hayden's boy bits and went back to his
chest. Similar to when Hayden was still sleeping, Wilbur again played with
Hayden's nipples and softly stroked his face. He lifted Hayden's arms above
his head and dove his face into Hayden's armpit, taking in a heavy breath.

As if reading my mind, Wilbur looked over at me. "Hey, get over here and
smell the kid's other armpit."

"I, uh, ... I can't..."

"You can. And I wasn't actually giving you a choice."

I removed my hand from my boxers and walked over to the side of the bed.

"Come on, I don't got all night." He laughed to himself. "Well, actually I
do. But get in there."

I leaned down. I didn't breathe in. I couldn't let Hayden know that I
wanted to do this.

"Let's both lick him," Wilbur instructed.

"But, I..."

"Enough of the protests. Just do as I say and stop wasting my time. One,
two, three..."

I stuck out my tongue and slowly ran it up Hayden's adolescent pit. I could
feel a few tiny hairs. He tasted salty. He smelled amazing - a combination
of teen boy odor with a hint of leftover deodorant from many hours
earlier. My dick was twitching.

Hayden let out a little giggle again.

"Keep licking."

As Wilbur and I bathed Hayden's armpits, Hayden started to emit tiny moans
in response.

"Now place your hand on the kid's stomach." This time I did as instructed
without protest.

Wilbur put his own hand over mine. Then he grabbed hold of it and slid both
of our hands down toward the waistband of Hayden's mesh shorts. I thought I
might pass out from excitement. Our fingers had reached the barrier. It
might have been just in my head, but it looked like Hayden had sucked in
his stomach slightly, making our impending slide underneath the elastic
band more smooth.

I eagerly watched without blinking as the tips of my fingers were pushed
underneath the waistband. Hayden let out a gasp, swallowed hard, and
moaned. Our hands kept going. The first thing I felt other than smooth skin
was the very top of his immature pubic garden. I allowed my fingers to play
with the little hairs, half hoping that Hayden simply couldn't tell whose
hand was whose and half no longer being in a state where I could control
myself or worry anymore.

The large hand on top of mine pressed down hard and also kept moving our
hands lower. Suddenly we made contact with Hayden's dick. He was hard. Two
of my fingers went on one side and two on the other. My thumb continued to
caress his sparse bush.

With Wilbur's help, I started wanking my nephew's pole. Of course Wilbur
realized it would be better without the kid's shorts in the way. In his
deep voice, the DA told Hayden to "lose the shorts." Hayden hooked his
thumbs, wiggled his butt, and just like that, he was nude. Now there was no
hiding whose hand was doing what. What a sight, though. A perfect boy in
every way. Sexy meets 13-year-old. And he was lost in the feelings of
pleasure being transferred through his young cock. As our hands slid up and
down, Hayden's head was thrown back, his mouth slightly open.

I studied his face as we jerked him off. It was so smooth and feminine. He
could have been a girl. Or at least a boy a couple of years younger than
13. But then I looked at the rest of him. The curves of his muscles on his
biceps and stomach. The hairs that had started to grow. Not to mention his
package. He was definitely a boy.

We continued to pleasure Hayden. Wilbur's hand was large enough that he
could control the movement of my hand and also fondle Hayden's balls at the
same time. Wilbur's other hand was stroking Hayden's chest again, and he
nodded to me that I should do the same. I thought about how much extra
pleasure someone else's hand must bring to a teen boy compared to his own
hand. And this was four hands working on his body. It must have been really
intense for him. After just a couple of minutes, he was contracting his
stomach muscles, squirming around, and moaning in a way that led me to
believe an orgasm was not far off. But before Hayden could reach that
moment, Wilbur removed our hands from his body.

Hayden opened his eyes, and the look on his face spoke volumes. He was
still scared and uncomfortable with this situation, but now he was worked
up and needed to cum. He wanted us to keep going. He wasn't going to say
that out loud though.

Wilbur whispered in my ear, "OK, now it's time you put a finger in his
hole." HOLY. SHIT. While hearing him say those words excited me to no end,
that was CRAZY. I knew there was no point in arguing. But I realized that
perhaps I could at least prevent Hayden from knowing it was my hand. I
really didn't want him to know it was me. I grabbed a T-shirt that was on
the floor and rolled it in a way where I could create a blindfold. I tied
it loosely around his head. It mostly just covered his eyes, but left his
mouth exposed. Fortunately, Wilbur allowed me to do it. The fact that I was
molesting and jacking off my nephew was already enough to change our
relationship forever. Even if was forced. But the blindfold made me feel a
little better.

The corrupt DA then used one hand to lift the boy's legs up and fold him in
half. I was surprised how flexible he was. Wilbur looked over at me,
waiting for my move. I looked back in a way that communicated a plea to NOT
go through with this next part. But Wilbur denied my request.

I placed a shaking hand on one of Hayden's butt cheeks. I started rubbing
around and then hopped over to the other cheek. Then I let my hand come to
rest in the middle. My fingers were on his balls. I took a deep
breath. Using my middle finger, I pushed between his cheeks. I couldn't see
where my finger was going, and his small, tight ass grabbed a hold of my
finger immediately. I hadn't even reached his hole yet. Wilbur helped out
by first spreading Hayden's legs apart, and then spreading his cheeks
apart. Now I could see! Fuck! He had a completely hairless asshole. And it
was just that: a hole. A very small hole. I wasn't sure how anything could
fit going in or out. I touched it lightly with my finger. Hayden
flinched. I traced around the hole making small circles for a minute before
deciding to try and push in. I couldn't believe I was doing this. I pressed
lightly but it didn't go in at all. I pushed a little harder, and the tip
of my finger popped in. Hayden immediately gasped and let out a
whine. Wilbur told him that he could moan softly, but reminded him not to
get too loud or else we'd need to put the sock back in his mouth. I stood
there frozen for a second with the first segment of my finger hidden in my
nephew's virgin hole. Hayden's arms and hands were at his sides, flat on
the bed, and his dick was deflating.

To get my finger further in his tight hole, I had to press pretty hard. I
thought I might be hurting him, but then I reminded myself that he takes
shits much thicker than my finger. It was so weird thinking of my little
nephew like this. Before I knew it, my finger was about two-thirds deep,
and Hayden was letting out a series of high-pitched grunts. What was going
through his mind? Did he know it was me? What did this feel like to him? I
wanted him to feel good.

Then Wilbur took my hand and roughly pushed the rest of my finger in,
jamming it in the young teen. Hayden flinched again. Then Wilbur started
helping me move my finger in and out a little bit. He was impatient and
clearly wanted some action. After another minute or so, Hayden started
looking more relaxed, and I noticed that his cock was chubbing up again. I
decided to help him, and I used my other hand to jerk him off. Now the
sounds coming out of the boy were starting to communicate pleasure. That
made me much happier.

I knew about the prostate, but didn't know exactly where it was. I allowed
my finger to probe around and explore inside the 8th grader. As I was doing
that, Wilbur held up two fingers next to each other. It looked like a scout
salute, but I knew what he meant. I shook my head, and he responded by
nodding. I knew I didn't have a choice. For a brief moment, I pulled out my
middle finger, but when I went back in, I used two fingers. They only went
in about a third of the way easily, and then I had to push again to get
them further. Hayden was grimacing. Then, without warning, Wilbur swiftly
lifted the part of his mask covering his mouth and went down on Hayden,
easily engulfing his entire boycock. Hayden had to unfold slightly to make
room for Wilbur's head. So now Hayden's two smooth, skinny legs were
pointed almost straight up toward the ceiling, just slightly tilted back.

For the next few minutes, I worked my two fingers in and out of the
13-year-old, while he got what was probably his first blow job. A blow job
from a man twice his size. Hayden quickly got used to my fingers, and
seemed to be enjoying himself. It was like he forgot the circumstances of
the intruder, and was just giving himself in to the good feelings.

Wilbur came up for air at one point and growled, "Are you gonna cum for us,
kid? I know you said you could, but I don't believe you. You don't even
look old enough. Come on, kid, prove it. Give me your juice." Then he went
back down and started really going at it, licking and slurping and sucking
Hayden's dick and balls. He was using a hand to rub around Hayden's
chest. At one point, it went all the way up to his face, and Wilbur stuck
his thick finger in Hayden's mouth. Hayden just let it rest in there.

Meanwhile, I was starting to learn which way to push my fingers that would
elicit the best reaction from Hayden. I still didn't know if I had found
his magic button or what it even felt like, but I sensed that Hayden was
getting very close to blowing his load.

The sounds coming from Hayden's mouth became more intense and his whole
body stiffened. Then he let out a muted scream as the climax hit the
schoolboy. Hayden's ass tightened on my fingers. I watched and listened as
Wilbur gulped down the first few shots of Hayden's semen. I was surprised
when he pulled off and let the second half squirt onto Hayden's
chest. Maybe he wanted to offer it to me?

Wilbur stood up.

I pulled my fingers from Hayden's ass. I smelled them. It was a mix of boy
butt and boy sweat.

Wilbur found a pair of orange boxer briefs on the floor. First he wiped up
the pool of cum using the front side of the underwear. Then he whispered in
my ear to go grab him a ziplock bag large enough to fit the briefs. I left
the room to follow his instructions.

On my way back, I was about to go into Hayden's room when Hayden's dad came
out of the hallway bathroom.

"Hey John," he whispered. "Whatcha doing?"

"Um, I woke up and couldn't fall back asleep, so I decided to walk around
for a few minutes."

"You look really sweaty."

"Yeah, uh, ya know, night sweats."

"What's with the bag?"

"Oh, um, I just randomly picked it up from the hallway table. Not sure why
it was there." I'm a terrible liar.

"OK, whatever. Well, I'm gonna just go check on Hayden and then go back to
bed. I thought maybe I heard something." He started to walk toward me and
wanted to get by.

I put my hands on his shoulders and stopped him. "Um, no need. I already
checked on him just now."

"You went in his room?" He sounded a little angry.

"I, uh, I also heard a noise, so I went to check. I'm sorry..."

Hayden's dad chuckled softly. "I was just fucking with you, dude."

"Oh, right. Anyway, yeah, he was fine. Sound asleep."

"Cool. Alright, I'm gonna go back to bed now. See ya in the morning."

"Yup." I followed him toward the other end of the hallway as if I was going
back into my room. As soon as his door closed, I hurried back down to
Hayden's room and went back in.

The orange briefs were now properly on Hayden's body, and Wilbur was
flipping Hayden over onto his stomach.

I went up to Wilbur and whispered to him, "We gotta get out of here. I just
ran into Hayden's dad in the hallway."

"Where is he now?"

"He went back to bed, but..."

"Then we're all good."

I knew it was useless to argue further.

Wilbur leaned over Hayden and put both hands on his now-covered butt. Then
he slid his fingers into Hayden's crack, forcing the fabric in. He wiggled
his fingers around. I didn't know what was going on. Next, he took the
boxer briefs back off of the teenager, took a big sniff, grabbed the
ziplock from my hand, and sealed the underwear inside. Now I
understood. Wilbur tossed the bag by the bedroom door, presumably to grab
on his way out.

"Are we done?" While I thought I wanted the answer to be "yes,"
not-so-deep-down I wanted us to continue.

"Nope."

I wondered what else Wilbur was thinking of doing. We'd practically raped
him already.

Hayden was still facedown on the bed and blindfolded. He started to turn
over, but Wilbur used a hand to stop him.

Wilbur had pulled the mask back over his mouth again, so when he spoke it
was back to being muffled. "Time for us to get some pleasure." He started
taking off his clothes, not at all shy in front of me. Before I knew it, he
was completely nude. Of course my eyes went to his groin area first. His
dick was huge. He was semi-hard at the moment, and it was both long and
thick. Overall, he was a muscular man and had a good amount of hair on his
chest. Right as Wilbur started to climb onto the bed, we all jumped when
the phone on Hayden's nightstand vibrated loudly.

As a teacher, I was well aware that teenagers got tons of notifications on
their phones, and ever since Hayden was staying in our house, I had learned
that he was not an exception. We ignored the initial vibration, and Wilbur
again began his climb onto the bed. The phone vibrated again. Wilbur
signaled to me to check it out.

I walked over and picked up the phone. It was almost 3:00 AM. There were a
bunch of notifications from early in the night before we had arrived, but
the ones that had just come in were Snapchat messages from someone named
laxxkid2005. I couldn't see the content of the messages with his phone
locked.

"What is it?" Wilbur asked me.

"Just some messages from a friend."

"What do they say?"

"Dunno, can't see that."

Wilbur reached for the phone, and I handed it to him. Then he grabbed
Hayden's hand and used his fingerprint to unlock the
phone. "Hmmm. Interesting. Hey kid, how old is this laxxkid person?"

Hayden spoke for the first time in a while. "Um, he's in my grade. I think
14. Why, what'd he say?"

"I'm so glad you asked. Apparently, he found a girl in California who would
like to video chat with you and your friend, and she has promised to show
herself naked if you guys do the same."

I was shocked.

Wilbur continued talking to Hayden. "Is this what you normally do in the
middle of the night? And on a school night?"

"No!" Hayden whispered with urgency. "It must be spam."

"I don't think so, kid. Do you know that there are dangerous people out
there? You need to be extremely careful what you do online." Wilbur laughed
deeply. He was getting a huge kick out of this. He turned to me. "Should we
let him do this?"

Hayden and I both said "No!" at the same time.

"So it's settled then. Let me grab your computer."

"I usually just use my pho..." Hayden stopped when he realized what he was
saying.

"Oh, so you've done this before. Spam, huh?" He laughed to himself
again. "We'll use the computer tonight. I'll get it set up. You can put on
some boxers meanwhile." Wilbur took off the makeshift blindfold. Hayden's
eyes went wide at the sight of the naked man. But then he quickly acted
like he wasn't looking. He found some boxers and slipped them on.

Wilbur typed away on the computer for a couple of minutes, checking
Hayden's phone at one point. "OK, we're good to go. Kid, you go on the bed
with the computer. And when I click on the laptop, that will start both the
video chat and a screen recording of it that I will save. Oh, and kid:
don't try anything stupid. I won't hesitate to clock you upside the head."
Wilbur looked pretty scary at this point. A large man with a mask on his
face and no clothes.

Hayden got settled in on his bed, while Wilbur and I stood off to the
side. Close enough to see the screen, but not get in the picture. Wilbur
reached over and clicked the laptop to start things up.

I was surprised to see who the other 8th grade boy was. It was a kid named
Tucker. Honestly, Tucker would have been one of my top choices for who
would do something like this, but I hadn't considered him when I was
running through possibilities in my head, because he plays baseball, not
lacrosse. Maybe he plays lacrosse outside of school. And I also didn't
realize that he and Hayden were friends. Sometimes you just never know.

"Sup, Hayd?"

"Dude, I can't believe we are doing this at 3 in the morning." Hayden was
doing an excellent job acting natural so far in what was most certainly an
unnatural situation.

"I was horny."

"You're always horny."

"True. Dude, you're not gonna believe this chick."

"Oh yeah?"

"She's so fucking hot, but a big tease. She wouldn't take her clothes off
unless I got another guy to chat."

"Is she in 8th grade?"

"Um, no, a bit older. OK, I'm gonna bring her into the chat now."

I was half-listening to the conversation, but mostly just staring at the
image of Tucker. He was also shirtless. And much more developed than my
nephew. He could probably pass for a 16-year-old, even though he was just
in middle school. In my newfound attraction to young guys, Tucker fit in
perfectly. He was HOT with just enough cute.

A third person popped on the screen. It was not a girl. It was a
woman. Dark hair. Probably mid-twenties I estimated. She was fully clothed,
but you could tell that she had large breasts. Teen boys and breasts. I
remember being obsessed back when I was their age.

Hayden gave his dick a little squeeze through his boxers. He looked to be
hard again.

The woman spoke. "Hey boys! Looking good. You're a cutie-pie, new
boy. What's your name?"

Hayden's voice cracked as he answered her. "I'm, uh, Jake." Fake
name. Smart.

"And are you in 9th grade, too?" I guess Tucker had made them a little
older than they were.

"Um, yeah."

"You look like you could be in 6th grade, sweetie. But I love it. You're
perfect, Jake. And I love your braces. Both you boys are making me wet."
Her hand reached down, but the view didn't show below her waist.

Tucker then spoke up. "I told you she was hot, didn't it?"

Hayden then asked her how old she was.

"I'm 23. Is that too old for you boys?"

They both shook their heads vigorously.

"Good. Shall we have some fun?"

This time they both nodded. Hayden looked properly excited, and Tucker was
practically drooling.

"Why don't you boys take off your underwear. I know you want to."

Tucker immediately responded, "First you take off your shirt."

The woman giggled. "OK, hot stuff. I suppose that's only fair." Then she
made the disrobing of her shirt into a dramatic affair. The boys were both
glued to the screen, eyes bugging out. Hayden actually slipped his hand
down the front of his boxers. I did the same. I looked over to see Wilbur
grinning. He stroked his thick cock to its full length.

"They're so big," Tucker commented in a whisper.

"Better than your high school girlfriends, huh?"

"Fuck yeah. Take off your bra."

"First you boys gotta give me something."

"Yo, uh, Jake. Show her your dick."

"Why me? Why don't you?"

"Aww, you boys gonna be shy? I guess we could just call it a night if
you..."

"No, no!" Tucker jumped in. "We'll show you our pubes, and you show us one
tit."

"You show me your pubes, and your little friend shows me his butt."

"Deal." Tucker decided for the two of them.

My heart was fluttering as Tucker started to pull his waistband down. I
stroked my dick as my 14-year-old student's hefty bush of pubes was
revealed. I bet he could cum a lot already. Hayden did his part, turned
around to face his back side at the laptop and slid down his boxers to
reveal his smooth butt cheeks.

"Nice, boys. I can see your little balls peeking out, Jake. So cute."
Hayden lifted his boxer shorts back on. He looked embarrassed.

"Your turn," Tucker reminded the woman.

Then, she technically kept up her end of the bargain by lifting up one half
of her bra and flashing one of her breasts. But she quickly covered up
again.

"Oh come on," Tucker whined. "That was nothing."

"You show me your cock, big boy, and I'll show you both of my titties for
30 seconds."

Tucker didn't bother saying anything. He just whipped out his dick. It was
skinny but looked long for his age. He was completely hard, his boypride
pointing straight up.

"Ooooh, mmmmm. I wish I could suck you off."

"Fuuuck." Tucker stroked his dick a few times. "Me too. Show me your tits."

The woman took off her bra, exposing herself to the two young teen
boys. They just stared back at her incredible endowments.

"You have precum, kid?"

Tucker answered her by taking his finger, pressing it to the head of his
penis, and lifting up a visible strand of precum. This was so fucking
hot. Wilbur was intensely wanking himself now.

The woman started putting her bra back on, but Tucker protested. "Pleeeease
leave it off. I'll stay like this."

"Only if your friend takes off his shorts, too."

"Come on, Jake," Tucker encouraged.

Hayden took a deep breath and then hooked his thumbs into his boxers. He
slid them down, exposing his lovely dick to the group.

"That looks delicious," the woman commented. "Don't you think so?"

"Um, I dunno. I like girls," Tucker answered.

"Tell your friend he has a nice cock or I put my bra back on. And say it
like you mean it."

"Yo, uh, Jake. Your dick is great."

"That didn't sound like you meant it. Tell him what you'd like to do to
it."

Tucker went all in. "Oh, Jake! Your cock is amazing. I wish I could jerk
you off and suck out your cum, dude."

The woman giggled. "That's better." She was massaging her breasts now, as
both both boys were fondling their genitalia.

"When do we get to see your pussy?" Tucker asked.

"Well..." She seemed to be thinking. "That will happen after one of you
shoots your load and the other sticks a finger in their asshole."

"I call shooting!" Tucker quickly announced.

Hayden spoke for the first time in a while. "Wait, that's not fair."

Wilbur cleared his throat to get Hayden's attention and whispered, "Just do
it."

"Fine." Hayden revised his response.

"At least show us your panties now," Tucker added.

The young woman obliged, reorienting the camera to a wider view. She had on
a black skirt which she shimmied out of, revealing a pair of black panties.

As Tucker increased the assault on his teen cock, the woman slid her hand
down the front of her underwear. She was now rubbing the nipple of one of
her breasts with one hand, while supposedly fondling her clit with the
other. She started moaning as she encouraged Tucker. "Oh yeah, baby. Stroke
that long cock. I bet you'd give me a good fucking with that
monster. Mmmm." Tucker was grunting. Hayden was stroking his dick, but
hadn't yet done anything about the fingering of his hole.

"I...would...fuck...you...so hard, bitch," Tucker spat out between deep
breaths.

"I know you would. Hey, I'm actually gonna be on the east coast in a few
weeks. Wanna meet up?"

"Fuck yeah."

I noticed Hayden furrow his brow.

"Oh my god, I'm so wet right now. What town do you boys live in?"

Hayden spoke up before Tucker could. "Let's talk about that later."

"Hey, sweetie boy, I didn't forget about you. Time to do your part."

Hayden spit on his finger and reached under his balls. Wilbur was still
openly jacking off. I couldn't help myself from doing the same, but was
trying to be more discrete so Hayden wouldn't notice.

"That's a good boy, but I can't see your little hole, big boy. Put your
legs up over your head."

Hayden did as instructed. Even his flexibility was turning me on at this
point.

"Oh, look at your hairless hole. And it's all red."

"Ew...gross," commented Tucker.

"Why are you even looking at me?"

"Boys, boys."

Hesitantly, Hayden took his index finger and pressed it into his hole. It
went in easily, given my recent stretching of his private entrance.

"Oh yeah, Jake. That's hot. Deeper, baby." She had increased the intensity
of whatever her hand was doing in her panties.

"I want...to see...your pussy," Tucker moaned.

"Cum for me baby."

"I want...to see...it...before...I cum."

"You promise, you'll still cum after I show you?"

"Of course!"

"OK, you win, baby." The woman wiggled out of her panties and tossed them
aside. Her vagina was revealed. It was mostly shaved, but there was a small
patch of hair remaining. It was really wet and she went back to rubbing it
with a few fingers.

Tucker took one look at the woman's moist vagina and howled as he started
shooting. It was a powerful orgasm, and his first shot went all the way to
his chin. The cum was thick and white, not the clear stuff that Hayden
released earlier. Tucker's next few shots landed on his chest, and finally
a couple of last spurts dribbled down his still-hard cock onto his
pubes. His chest was heaving as if he had just sprinted a mile.

Hayden had taken his finger out of his butthole and put his legs back
down. He was jerking his dick really fast. Before he could reach his
climax, though, Wilbur walked around the back of the laptop and closed
it. "I couldn't wait any longer to get my hands back on you, kid."


*End of Chapter 19*


Ch. 20 will feature the rest of the Wilbur/John/Hayden scene from Hayden's
perspective. Also the next Sex Ed lesson in Mr. Davis' class, along with
moving forward with Clay plans.

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