Date: Tue, 6 Jun 2006 23:40:24 +0100 (BST) From: kick barber Subject: Jim meets new student part 2 (m/b bondage) Legal things are a personal matter. Respect the copyright and this is for 16+ only. Comments and suggestions are always very welcome at: kickbarber@yahoo.co.uk (I will answer them all!) If you have pictures of the main characters of this story you are very welcome! Introduction of the first appointment I am Jim, a piano teacher. I am 22, strong blond hair, blue eyes and muscular build. I finished the college of music as piano teacher. I had a wild youth and experienced all joys of sex in the big city. I started doing it with boys at seven, a 14 yr old neighbor boy who needed me every day. I'd been willing to have sex since then with a lot of boys and men. My looks as a child made many men tremble and I had a keen eye for serving them. I was never short of money because all the loving uncles I met. Now I moved to a tiny little village to work as a piano teacher. I took over some of the students of my aunt. She went abroad for a long trip. Not only students she let me to care for, but also her beautiful house, dog and garden. I didn't expect so many little hot students in that tiny village But it surely was a horny first week. Being keen on little handsome hair boys I was treated by three little devils who fulfilled my hottest dreams. My aunt was a very professional piano teacher who must have had many people applying for being a piano student with her. Every day a couple of phone calls made enquiries for places for new students. Being well served by some horny students already I didn't expect much more hot students to come. I denied all the applications if it was not a boy between 7 and 14. If it was a young boy I asked them to come and I could judge them if they were good enough for my teaching. (you know what teaching I meant!) I let the judging to my rod and picked out some new hot little twinks. The others ended on the waiting list. But at one boy, Darrell, my cock did not only respond swelling,it almost jumped out of my pants. Darrell was a blond boy, with a 70-ies haircut. Thick straight blond hair on top, all over the forehead ending on the eyebrows, covering curly his ears, curling in his neck, just till the shoulders. Side bangs curling up the cheeks. Hair suitable to bury all your hands in and push it around. Dreaming blue eyes looking as faithful and expecting as a dog,lips slightly open white teeth. Anyhow, a boy to fall in love with. When Darrell came for the first lesson he wasn't easy to move in either way. A slow learner he was. Till I discovered he likes the game: "I dare you to..." and he dared me to spank him after my thread to learn quicker.......... That dare ended in spanking and bondage answering his wishes. I had a wild hot rape session with the boy bound to a chair. When I asked him if he liked lessons like that every week he resolutely claimed planning to come the next day, cause he liked my lesson so much. With the Saturday to come I could agree to see him the next morning,even though a group of new student hotties and their close friends were coming to cut the grass (?) that afternoon. So I expected to need a lot of my juice for that occasion. But I wouldn't like to miss another opportunity to screw this little rascal again and play his game of beating up his ass and binding him. I never met a boy so young so willing to be tightened up. And being raped staying still looking like an innocent angel. I changed my playroom, the spare bedroom annex photo studio by adding a sort of massage table I found as a part of a sun bed. I could fix a few belts to it to make it look rather SM. I was sure my new little friend would love to have his next play with me on such well equipped love table... But of course he didn't know yet that the next game was his virgin butt to be deflowered. I fantasised how to seduce the boy this time. >From the few things he told me I knew his mother changed men like other women change a dress. Most of the new fathers ignored the kid or mistreated him for being an annoyance and beat him up. It must have made him passive, slow and masochistic? He was surprised when he was sent to me, a piano teacher,but I quickly understood that the mother wanted to impress a new man showing cultural interest. I rather had hugged and loved the kid in a gentle way, knowing he never experienced a warm love-life, but answering his masochistic needs seemed the best way to please him. And I was eagerly ready to be his master in this.. Darrell arrived almost one hour early. With his same motionless face, mouth half open he stood at my door. He didn't even ring, I was glad I noticed the boy! To early: it looked like he couldn't wait, I thought. Wait to get a new lesson today! He looked even hotter then yesterday, fresh washed and very precisely combed from his morning shower. Did he know my hobby to turn me on? But what turned me on most were his leather shorts! They must have been bought when he was much smaller. The legs were so short that a part of his dick easily could be seen in it! The top button open, hidden under a wide medieval looking shirt, all open in the top. It showed one tit already to be handled by me. He looked so funny, sexy and artistic in the same time. His must know how to dress himself for a Boy Lover! I pulled the boy in, eagerly putting one hand under the shirt, kicked the door shut and stuck my nose in his neck, sniffing the boyish scent mixed with soap. I kissed the neck and fumbled his blond locks with my other hand. Boy, was I hot for it already! Again without any reaction the boy let my hands play. I pushed him further, it was a miracle he did walk with his own legs... But still I decided to finish my breakfast first. I couldn't neglect my energy supply for this day with a lot of sexual outbursts to be expected! He joined me at the table and drank passively whatever I poured him. We were sitting, talking little boy problems but... There was no sign of any reference to our hot game! I learnt he wasn't very popular in school and didn't have any friends. The life of soccer and gals didn't turn him on. I was sure my little screw buddies wouldn't mind taking Darrell in my rock your cock club! With his game he could be a nice new variation for them! I said I could understand he liked other things better. But he responded as usual rather slow to my jokes. Even when I hinted to start our game again he reacted almost so reluctantly that it confused me. I shifted my chair next to him and let my my fingers once more run through his hair, over his lips and in his neck, praising him for his beautiful looks. The boy hung into me and ended up half in my lap, but he still showed no sign of getting excited. He repeated questions, didn't answered straight and made me worry if he remembered the goal of his visit. We were sitting like that for quite a while. He came closer and closer en I ran my hands all over him. Hot as I was I thought like mad how to get him ready for me. Then I remembered our game where it all started yesterday: I dare you to....so I did a little trial: Amazingly fast he now jumped to it when I dared him to run upstairs to be the first in the 'treatment room'. The boy took a run, with me on his heels of course. Never been upstairs he looked into the few rooms and decided to go in the special room I prepared for this occasion. I followed suit, my mind puzzling for the next dare.... Then I realised the next dare should be Darrell's! Anxious I waited his answer. Smiling he simply dared me again to take his trousers off and beat him. I was glad to know that the simple dares like yesterday will get my little blond hot devil ready for another hot adventure. He stretched and let me take the pants down. He must have learnt from me that not wearing an undie is exciting, but how he could stand the stiff leather on his organ still wonders me! I licked him up from his ankles till his dick, up already saluting me: ready for use! I buried my head under his wide shirt, biting his belly and little hard tits. The little blond beauty took my head and rubbed it through the fabric. What a sensational feeling it was, stuck on the breast of a little cutie! His excitement grew with the minute! He turned around, my head ending up on his back, still under his shirt. He reminded me the dare to beat his butt. Hanging over the sun table he pointed his butt backwards. I lowered my head and kissed the target of the next play. He giggled at the kiss, but demanded a more fierce treatment to follow. How talkative he'd become to get his favorite treatment! It was like yesterday indeed. After his dare I beat the boy, after my dare he turned and touched my dick, and in the end of many dares we were wrestling naked again belly to belly, with stiff dicks fighting in between. While I was clinched into him my hands were reddening the little blonde's butt more after all his dares to beat him again and again. He surely did like it enormously! While beating and struggling I managed to fix the boy half standing and half laying on the front of the sun bed again. He laughed and wined when I played on him with kisses and fumbling. In between the beating I played his sack, his prick and kissed his neck with my nose under his waterfall like blond locks! The shy, slow boy now was active in playing along the victim,cried repeatedly: "Beat me I dare you, beat me I dare you." He did fight back like he resisted the beating, so I had the belts locked over his wrists. He hung over the bed, with his feet still on the floor and his arms stretched all over the bench. His softened butt stuck out and I made it redder and redder. I was afraid hurting him to much and start kissing the butt of the pleading sexy blond. With my tongue near the little glory hole I entered it teasingly. The boy enthusiastically welcomed this new experience and he immediately yelled that he dared me to go deeper and eat his shit. I greased my fingers to explore his love tunnel. One finger wasn't much of a problem. The boy, now captive on the table pushed and draw to fight the finger enjoying it the same time. I always tell the boys to protest if it hurts, but I knew this boy wanted to be submitted to the fiercest treatments. More fingers fought their way in the fighting hole. The blond moaned and yelled of fear and joy and screamed when I start massaging his gland. With my other hand in his hair, my body pushed all over the blonde's trembling body the boy had his first orgasm,leaving his fresh little delivery all over the floor. After wild spasms the boy again ended up being weak. With tears in his eyes he looked up at me and thanked me. We kissed and I left him a while rest, while my prick reported himself at the entrance of my little blonde's glory hole! Going up and down it softly came closer and closer to his lovemaking target. I entered it just a little with the top. Moving it sideways to open the hole some more, the kid gasped and screamed, his lips seeking for another kiss. We kissed fiercely, our tongues fighting while my prick went in slowly deeper and deeper. It took a while till I reached his gland again. So shortly after his ejaculation the boy couldn't get enough to have his gland massaged and soon his whole body and prick was in an excited state again. Still being tight up only his ass could move freely. He jumped and shifted all directions to enjoy and fight the new intruder. It milked my love weapon so wildly that I couldn't manage to control my own moment of joy! His moaning and screams now mixed with my own songs of pleasure. Laughing , kissing and my hands striking his blond hair again and again making me hotter and hotter and happier.. Deeper and deeper I pulsed on the hot red but of the wriggling little blond cutie, both now gasping for air. Finally I shot my load deep into small virgin tunnel, exhausted by so much wild counter play of my little lover,buried under my now sweat wet body. Our kisses now went on for ages... I studied the fine little blond angel still bound to the table. His eyes gleaming, looking at me with one big satisfied look. Did I made him happy. Yes, he was. When I freed him from the belt the little boy crept in me and I took him into the huge bed to have both a rest. When I started wondering when he was gonna leave to get ready for the big garden party with all the hot boys I met the weeks in my new home I heard somebody coming up the stairs. Quickly I realised that I had given one key to the first hot little man in this house: Jamie. He wasn't a bit to early, he was three hours to early. May be it was good if he met little Darrell naked with me. Good for Darrell, good for Jamie, but especially very good for my video camera. Darrell even didn't notice when the cute little dark haired boy enter the room. Little Jamie wasn't surprised to find his pleasure teacher with another student learning new lessons of love. But it didn't last very long after his shy hello that his pants dropped down his ankle and the little hottie joined the party on the huge soft love bed. Being a true member of my rock your cock club he had skipped his undies of course. A new chapter was gonna start and I also had to survive the coming garden party If you like to read that too, patience! May you want to give some ideas or you are just like me totally crazy about –blond- hair. Get in touch! kickbarber@yahoo.co.uk kickbarberthe crown of a golden boy is his lovely hair