Date: Thu, 9 Jul 2020 18:39:44 +0000 (UTC) From: Arthur Bach Subject: The Driveway, Interlude (Gay, Adult/Youth) This story is fictional, and no character is meant to represent a person, living or dead. It depicts the fantasy of sexual contact between a minor and an adult. If this is not something that interests you and/or you are not allowed to read this because of your age or jurisdiction, please go elsewhere. I'm happy to hear intelligent feedback at arthurjbach@yahoo.com. Flames and e-mails with attachments will be ignored. Please make sure that you make a donation to Nifty.org to keep this great resource alive. Special thanks to Spencer Small (n2pecs2004@yahoo.com) for his help with this chapter. The Driveway, Interlude Typing: *"Didn't I tell you to trust me?" she said, laying her head down on my chest. "I'll never doubt you again, I promise," I said, stroking her long hair.* And there it was, the fourth and final chapter of `The Driveway.' In case you haven't figured it out yet, I'm Arthur Bach, or, at least, that's what I call myself here. That's not my real name, of course. Not that this is illegal, but can you imagine what would happen if people at work found out I wrote stories like this in my spare time? What's my job? Believe it or not, I'm a middle school teacher. Yup, I teach the very age group that I mostly write about. I've never touched a kid and writing this kind of stuff helps me to get the fantasies out of my head, and if it gets others off at the same time, great. I'd love to say that I'd never mess with one of my students, but who knows. The truth is, most of the kid characters I write about are physically based on many of the students that I teach, including Benny. Benny, whose real name is Jasper, may be my biggest boy crush. He's exactly like I described him in the story: Skinny, long legged, very cute, feminine, and precocious. He's always trying to get away with something in my class. I did have to go to his house one time, dropping off some math homework for him that I forgot to leave for his parents at school when he was sick. He really did have one of the biggest houses in the town that I taught in, and I specifically remember sitting in my car in his very long driveway, excited that I was going to be in his house, imagining that I would go in and it would be only him there, and he would invite me in and we would do all kinds of nasty things. Hence, `The Driveway.' Writing the male character in female clothes was a new thing for me. The tutor and Benny had already had sex in the third chapter, so I was trying to find a way to ramp things up and also find a way that they could go out on a proper date. As I was in the middle of writing this chapter, I decided that this would be the end, perhaps a bit of an ambiguous finale, but hopefully satisfying for the reader. My brother/sister stories were becoming very popular, and I wanted to put more time into those. It was now a few days later, Monday morning, and it was time to start a new week of school. In addition to loving students of this age in a sexual way, I really did love teaching this age group. I respected them, listened to them, and helped them, and as a result I was one of the popular teachers at my school. Being in my mid 20's, having a kind of baby face, and being in good shape didn't hurt things either. I had Jasper's class the last class of the day, and as always, I looked forward to seeing him. He came into my room and looked as cute as he always did, wearing a pair of silky gray basketball shorts and a plain black t-shirt. As he walked to his desk, my eyes caught his, and I could have sworn he was giving me a strange look. It was almost...sexual. No. It couldn't be that. My eyes were playing tricks on myself. I mentally kicked myself and prepared for the class. We went through the lesson, which was pretty uneventful. The last class of the day was always a bit more of a struggle as everyone was really just thinking about going home, myself included. About midway through, Jasper asked to go to the bathroom, so I let him. When he came back, I thought I noticed him walking funny, but I again believed that my eyes were playing tricks on me. It was finally a couple minutes to the end of the class when I decided to wrap things up and let them get ready to go home. "Don't forget about homework, folks!" I shouted about the raucous in the room. "Page 271, numbers 1- 30, odd only. I'll be checking tomorrow!" As everyone crammed their books into their bags, Jasper approached me. "Mr. – (oh, what should I call myself here? Can't use my real name, obviously. Let's say...Jones. Mr. Jones. That sounds real teacherly, right?) – Jones, can I talk to you about something?" "Sure, Jasper. What's up?" "I mean, later. In private." "Oh, yeah, sure. We can wait until everyone leaves." A few seconds later the bell rang, and everyone poured out of my room, leaving just me and Jasper. He walked to the door and closed it, and then turned around walked back towards me. "So, buddy. What's up?" "I just have a question for you, Mr. Jones. Or should I say...Mr. Bach?" My heart stopped. Why was he using that name? "Huh?" I asked. "What's that?" "Come on, you know what I'm talking about," he said with a smirk. "Arthur. Or do you go by Art?" I could feel my entire stomach travelling straight up my esophagus into my throat. It felt like I could die at any second. "Jasper, I don't understand," I lied, hoping I could talk my way out of this one. "You're Arthur Bach. The Nifty author. You write some pretty sick shit. I loved `The Nervous Game' and `A Hot Day at the Crick,' but lately I've really been enjoying `The Driveway.'" "Jasper, I have no idea what you're talking about." "You know what Nifty is," he said, completely ignoring me. "I found it at the beginning of the school year. The stories are hot. The gay adult/youth ones are my fav. I really am liking `The Driveway' because the main character, Benny, seems really familiar...like what he looks like, the way he talks, the way he dresses, the size of house that he lives in." "Jasper—" "And there were a lot of things that seemed familiar about the tutor, like his age, what he looked like, and the fact that he teaches math." "Jasper, I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about. You need to stop." I was trying one more time to talk my way out of this. "I know it's you," he responded. "I've noticed the way you look at me. That's like, your little fantasy, or whatever." This time, I said nothing, but hung my head down in shame. "You actually got my dick size down pretty good," he said. "Have you been peaking in my windows?" "No," I shook my head, admitting my identity. "Just a guess." "Uh-huh," he responded. "And what about you?" "What do you mean?" "Were you honest about your...size?" I looked straight at him. "Actually, I was." "Really? So it's really you? You're really Arthur Bach?" "Yeah, I am," I finally admitted. "Holy shit!" he exclaimed. "I can't believe it. I mean, I can, because I accused you of it, but I was only 90% sure, but, holy shit, it's you!" "Yeah, it's me," I said, defeated. "So, just turn me in or whatever. My life is over." "What are you talking about?" he said. "I don't want to turn you in." "Well, what do you want?" "I want what Benny got. I want you to fuck me." "No!" I shouted. "When I write, it's just fantasy. I couldn't do that in real life." "Please," he said. "I know you want to. If you didn't, you wouldn't write about it. This a chance for your fantasy to come true, and no one will ever know. I even already lubed up my ass, just like Benny did. And look!" He let his shorts fall to the ground, showing off his tight, white Jockey briefs. "Jesus Christ!" I shouted, partly from being turned on and partly from fear. "Are you crazy? There's a huge window on my door!" He quickly pulled up his shorts. "Well, where could we go?" My mind was spinning. One part of me was terrified, the other was thrilled. On one hand, Jasper was right. This was exactly what I always wanted. On the other hand, I was terrified of the prospect of actually going through with this, risking my reputation and my career. These two forces dueled in my head as I tried to formulate a response to Jasper's query. And as I did, I realized that I was living my own `driveway' moment right now, just like the character did in the story. And since it worked out for him... "The pool locker room," I blurted out. "I heard Mr. Phillips say that they were done with it for the year, so it should be empty." Jasper smiled. "Let's go." We made our way to the pool area, at the very bottom of the school, a quiet, mostly unused area except during the time of the year when there was swimming during physical education and/or swim season. My heart raced, my chest thumped, and I thought I may have a stroke. Half of me was screaming at myself to stop this, that this was wrong, and I was going to ruin my life for one, excruciatingly beautiful moment of sexual bliss. The other part of me was simply saying that this was going to be an excruciatingly beautiful moment of sexual bliss. We found the locker room and I used my key to open the door, as my key opened up every door in the building. We entered, and I shut it behind me, locking it. Jasper dropped his shorts again, exposing his white briefs again. I could see that he was tented in the front, clearly eager to do the things I had written about. I walked up to him and took hold of his underwear-clad boner, now officially doing something illegal and morally wrong. But God, it felt so good to have his immature cock in my hand. He reached for my belt buckle and undid it faster than any woman I had ever been with. Popping open the button and sliding down the zipper, his hand reached in my pants and found me completely erect in my gray boxer briefs. His hand was skilled, pulling and teasing me in just the right places. I moved things a long by sliding my fingers under the waistband of his briefs and gripping his bare penis feeling his smooth shaft and the few hairs that danced at the base of his groin. He moaned and returned the favor as his hands slid into my underwear and began to properly stroke my erection. "You feel big," he said. "Not that I have much to compare it to." "You feel perfect," I replied. "Thanks," he smiled. "I want you to fuck me, Mr. Jones. I want you to fuck me just like you fucked Benny when they went on their date." I sighed. "That would be amazing. But, anal sex isn't really like what it is in the stories. I might hurt you." "Don't' worry," he responded confidently. "I told you I'm lubed up already. Just like Benny. Plus, I use my sister's dildo on my ass all the time, and it's fucking huge." "Holy shit," I said under my breath. "I thought you might like that," he laughed. "I've read your brother/sister stories. I'm not crazy about girls but the boy-boy stuff you have in `Sharing a Bed' and `My Sister's White Bikini' is amazing. When are you going to finish `Beds and Bikinis?'" "Soon," I stammered, feeling his hand on mine. "Okay, if we're going to do this, let's do it now." Jasper pulled his hand out of my underwear and turned around, pulling his briefs down and exposing his ass to me. He had the sexiest ass I had ever seen...no blemishes at all, just two perfect round globes of muscle, all leading to the hole at the bottom of his crack. I hastily pulled my khaki pants and boxer briefs down, my seven and a half inch cut dick waving in the air. I let some spit fall on my cock, and smeared it around, preparing to enter this sexy boy. Satisfied that my cock was wet enough, I pointed it at my target, his delicious, pink anus, and pushed forward. I had always written my anal sex scenes in a somewhat unrealistic manner. I mean, it's a sex story, it's fantasy, and don't we want to just move things along? But as I slid my large, thick cock into Benny's boy ass, I was amazed at how easily he took me inside of him, and I simultaneously relished in the feel of his tight insides gripping me perfectly. He moaned, a deep, bellow type moan as I bottomed out in his tight hole. Knowing that I didn't want to push my luck and be down here too long, and figuring that he could take it, I immediately started to fuck him. I was only about five strokes in but could already tell that this was going to be one of the best fucks of my life. His was so warm, so wet, and so tight, there were a few times I thought I may pass out from the sensation. I looked down and saw my thick cock splitting him apart, his anal muscles stretched tight against my shaft. I watched my dick pushing in and out, in and out of his tight, hairless, boypussy. I grabbed onto his hips as I started to pound him even harder now, fucking in and out of his tight hole as he really began to moan. If you would have told me a half an hour ago that this would be happening, I would have said you were crazy. But here I was, a fantasy coming true in the locker room at the middle school pool. As I fucked Jasper in the ass, I thought about what I had written...fucking Benny on the hillside and then fucking him (as a her) in my apartment. That fantasy was coming true, right now. The idea that this fantasy was becoming a reality turned me on to know end and started the familiar feeling deep within my loins that I was about to cum, and cum hard. Despite the fact that I didn't even think this was possible, I started to fuck Jasper harder and faster, and now his moans were nearly deafening, a high pitched "ha" type noise that escaped his lips everytime I drove in him, ramming my hips off his ass so hard an audible `clap' joined his vocalizations. I could tell that my time was limited, and with each stroke into his butt I got closer and closer to cumming. Soon, my moans joined his, and then I felt myself tip over the edge, the sensation of my orgasm traveling from my ass and balls to every single part of my body. I drove deep into Jasper one last time, eliciting the loudest scream that I had heard from him yet as my cum fired from my cock deep into his bowels. I filled the young boy up, staying tight against his ass as I came and came hard, depositing my thick semen in his ass. Jasper continued to moan as I hissed my way through my cum, having trouble processing the feelings of his tight ass milking my pulsing cock. When it was all over, I pulled my cock from his ass and watched my jizz leak from his hole, sliding down his taint to his hairless balls. If there was a sexier sight out there, I don't know if I'd actually want to see it. "Did you cum?" I asked as I caught my breath. "No, but I'm close," he managed to get out. I got on my knees. "Turn around," I said, and I watched Jasper turn around. I hastily pulled down his briefs, letting my eyes fall on his erection. It was about the same size as I had expected, maybe a tad over four inches, but he had more hair than I thought he would, the dark, curly strands accenting his boyhood nicely. I wasted no time in leaning forward to take his dick into my mouth, sucking him hard, making him moan. I felt his hands on the back of my head, holding me in place. In less than a minute I felt his boy cock stiffen up even more in my mouth, and Jasper began to cum, firing off his thin ejaculate into my mouth as he moaned loudly. It could have been my imagination, but his cum almost tasted like cotton candy, and I greedily sucked the boy juice from his dick as it pulsed in my mouth. He finally pushed me away, his dick too sensitive for my sucking my mouth. I looked up at him and he smiled back at me. Despite the risky situation, I felt safe with him. Jasper made a trip to the bathroom to clean himself up while I pulled up my underwear and khakis and adjusted my shirt. A few seconds later, he came out of the bathroom area, his underwear and shorts still down around his ankles. I saw his flaccid penis and realized that he was a `shower' as opposed to a `grower,' the soft dick hanging down below the bottom of his balls. "You okay?" I asked. "Great," he smiled. "You?" "I'm okay. You're not going to tell anyone?" "Of course not," he declared. "This is one of the best days of my life." "Well, I appreciate that. My career, my life is in your hands right now." "Don't worry. I won't tell. But I just have one, little, tiny request." "What is it?" "Well," he said, pulling up his briefs, and then his shorts. "It's about the next chapter of `The Driveway.'" "I'm done with that one," I replied. "It's over." "You wouldn't write one more chapter. For me?" Japser batted his eyes at me, and then reached down and gave his crotch a squeeze over his shorts. This kid was willing to keep a secret that would destroy my life. I figured I owed him one. "Okay. I can write one more chapter. You have a request?" "Yeah!" he said excitedly. "But I want to whisper it in your ear." "Why?" "Because it's a secret!" "Jasper, there is no one else in here," I argued. "Shhhh," he said, walking up to me and putting his pointer finger on my lips. "Just listen." He leaned in, and then whispered in my ear. "That's actually not a bad idea," I replied. "Uh-huh," he said smiling. "So you'll do it? One more chapter?" I nodded my head. "For you, Jasper? Anything." Thank you for reading! 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