Date: Fri, 9 Nov 2012 22:33:46 +0000 (UTC) From: Mitchel Mulder Subject: Tom's Addiction-3 Chapter 3 Mr. Wilsonsat behind his desk with a cup of coffee trying to do some administration. Hehadn't sleep well, most of the night he had been awake, he just couldn't getTom out of his mind. Finally he had fallen asleep but the alarm went off toosoon. When he arrived at school this morning he felt like shit, to make thingsworse, Mrs. Knight, the French teacher stormed in complaining about the lack ofenough French books in the libary. When she finally left classes had alreadystarted. Now he had no change to stand by the entrance and get a glimpse ofTom. He hatedhimself for letting a kid drive him crazy, he had to admit it, it was not onlythe blow jobs he liked, he felt himself really caring for Tom. Of course hecared for all the pupils, at least that what he said to himself, but Tom was different. He paced around his office, then he remembered that Tom had high grades for History. He saw that Tom's last class of the day would be History, maybe a good idea to have a talk with Paul, the History teacher. Paul was one of the oldest teachers at school, he was in his mid fifties, all the kids respected him, he was a big man and had a natural authority. Mr. Wilson guessed that Paul Hackett was regarded as a kind of grand dad. Just when the door flew open and the first kids ran out of the class Mr. Wilson stepped into Paul's class. Quickly Mr. Wilson glanced around and saw Tom putting his books in his bag. "Hey,Peter", Paul Hackett said, "what can I do for you?" "Just want to have a word with you, nothing special." "Fine, let me put these away and maybe we can have a coffee." Paul replied and started to clean his desk. "Hey Mr.Wilson." Mr. Wilson knew that voice all to well and turned around with a big smile on his face. "Hi Tom." "Were you afraid I forgot our appointment?" Tom asked. "Our appointment?" "To see you after my classes, you wanted to continue our.. talk from yesterday, Mr.Wilson." Tom replied. "O yeah, sure, fine. Sorry forgot all about it. Sorry Paul, talk to you later then, no hurry." "Fine with me." Paul answered, "But Tom, remember you have an extra lesson this afternoon,be on time." "Of course, Mr. Hackett, I'll be there." "Ok, Tom,go to my office, see you in minute." With a big smile on his face Tom left the class. "Extra lesson?" Mr. Wilson asked. "Yes, Tom needs a bit of extra attention sometimes. Once a week he comes over and we go through the material. Next week they have a test, I'm preparing him for that." "I see, that explains the high grades for History. Nice of you to help him like that.Well, better see Tom now, talk to you later." Tom was staring out of the window when Mr. Wilson came in. He hesitated a second but then he got behind Tom and laid his hand on his shoulder. Tom turned, with a big smile he looked up to Mr. Wilson, then his gaze went down. Mr. Wilson placed a finger under Tom's chin and lifted his head a bit up. Then he bent down and placed his lips on the kids lips, he pushed his tongue between those red lips, after a hesitation Tom opened his mouth and Mr. Wilson pushed his tongue deeper in. Hel et his tongue roam the kid's mouth and soon he felt Tom's tongue wrapping around his. He felt his cock getting harder, Tom must have sensed that too,with his fingers he followed the outline through his trousers. Not breaking the kiss Mr. Wilson unbuttoned his shirt, revieling his hairy chest. He broke the kiss pushing Tom's face down to his nipples. "Oh, yes,suck them!" Mr. Wilson moaned as his nipples got harder between Tom's teeths. They both were now opening the eachother fly, for the first time Mr. Wilson held Tom's hard cock in his hand. He was amazed how a relative small boy could have such a nice dick, it was a good 5 inch long. He felt a ring of soft hairs around it. "Mmmm.." he said, uncut too. He pulled back the forekin, which made Tom moan aloud. He was surpised that the exposed head started to drip precum. He cought it with his fingers and smeared it around the head, then he licked his fingers. God, this was so fucking hot! He pushed Tom's head down to his crotch and made him swallow his meat. As usual Tom sucked him with such an intensity that he wouldn't last long. "Oh, yes Tom, work my cock! Suck me! Ohh......" He managed to say while pumping his hips. His heavy hairy balls were swinging against the kid's chin. Tom's hands now circling through his chest hairs and pinching his nipples. O fuck man! He thought, gonna blow! "Ohh...fuck". Mr Wilson thursted his cock deeper into the warm throat, pushing Tom on his back to the floor. He kept on fucking his mouth while he exploded. Cum was running out of Tom's mouth, altough he swallowed as much as he could. "O, Tom! I love you!"Mr. Wilson cried out, he pulled out and stuck his tongue deep into the cum filled mouth. Then he moved down taking the young cock into his mouth,he opened his mouth wider so he could also take the boy's smooth balls into his mouth. "Ooooh....Mr. Wilson!" With thatTom shot his load into Mr. Wilson mouth. They both groaned again. Mr. Wilson kept sucking Tom till he was completely empty. "Wow, Mr.Wilson, that felt great. Nobody ever did that to me!" Tired but fulfilled Mr. Wilson laid back on the floor. Tom rested his head on the hairy chest, taking Mr. Wilson semi soft cock in his hand, playing carefully with it. "You're amazing, Tom. Were did you learn that?" Tom shrugged his shoulder, "I just like it." Mr. Wilson laughed, "I already guest that. Do you suck a lot of cocks?" Tom let go of his cock and started to count on his fingers, when he reached ten and held up his hand again, Mr. Wilson told him to stop. "I get the picture." "But your cum taste the best!" "Thanks, Tom" and ruffled his hair. "Uncle Jack's was the worst." "Your uncle?" "No, he wasn't really my uncle, a boy friend of my mother. At night he would come into my room. Guess my mother was too tired then. He made me suck him. I liked it, I mean sucking his cock, I guess I liked his cum too, well at first, till I tasted others." "You still see him." "No, he and my mother broke up. I didn't care, he was not that nice, only his cock was nice." "We'd better get decent again." Mr. Wilson said, and with a quick kiss he got up,"any plans for the weekend, Tom?" "No, not really, maybe I gonna see the coach, he told me I could work out with him. O,shit, I have to go. Mr. Hackett is waiting for me!" The both got dressed quickly. Tom said goodbye and ran out of the office. Mr. Wilson ran his hand over his face. "God, that boy drives me crazy." On his bikeTom hurried over to Mr. Hackett's house. He looked at his watch, more than half an hour later than planned, he just hoped Mr. Hackett would still see him. He rang the bell and the door opened immediately. "Come inTom, you're late!" Tom followed Mr. Hackett inside to the living room. "I had to go to Mr. Wilson." "Never mind that, it's about the test!" "I know,I'm sorry, Mr. Hackett." "Well never mind. Let's start, before my wife gets home." With that,Mr. Hackett let his trousers fall to the floor. His cock was already hard and making a big wet spot in his white briefs. Tom felt to his knees and started to suck on the wet spot. "Mmm, nice Tom." Slowly he pulled down the briefs, the cock sprang free right in his face. Mr. Hackett's cock wasn't as big as Mr. Wilson's or the cock of the coach, it was short and thick with a big thick cut head. Mr. Hackett took his cock in his hand and slapped Tom in the face with it. "You know what the test will be about?" He didn't wait for an aswer. "It's about the French Revolution." He stressed the word 'French Revolution' by slapping his cock hard in Tom's face on each syllable. When he finished he pushed his cock between Tom's lips. "I want to know the year!" He held Tom's head in a lock. "Who was the king of France." He pulled his cock out. "Which year!" pushing his cock back in. Tom had to open wide to take the big head all the way in. "What do you know about Versailles?" Now he was really fucking Tom. Tom had to reach around and held the man on his hips. "O yes! Tom! You're doing fine, just fine!" Tom felt every vein in the shaft swell up. "Liberty!"Mr. Hackett cried out and pulled his cock all the way out, threads of precum and spit hang between Tom's lips and his cock head.
"Equality!"pushing his cock back in. "And brotherhood!" with that his cock erupted, flooding Tom's mouth with his sperm. With both hands he pushed Tom's head over his cock. "Oh, fuck Tom!" He held Tom for a moment like that, while Tom enjoyed the taste of his teacher's nice cum. Mr. Hackett took his cock out,then he run his cock head over Tom's facet. He pulled up his briefs and trouser. "Well Tom,thanks, get up, my wife can get home any minute now. Here are the questions of the test." Tom took the paper, "no answers, Sir?" "No, you should have come on time. But don't worry, I also writtten the pages behind the questions so you can easily look it up." "Thanks,Sir, I guess." "You'll do just fine. Now run off and study, see you at school. Have a nice weekend!"