Date: Thu, 18 Nov 2021 11:16:03 +0100
From: JBPais <jafbereit@gmail.com>
Subject: Teacher and Slave Chapter 13

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Summary: An (almost) naked adventure through the school and serving John in
his room

Teacher and Slave Part 13

Chapter 13

All the way from John's room back to my place I felt my locked dick aching
in my shorts. When I looked down they showed an obscene bulge with the bars
of the cage and even the lock pressing through the fabric. When I finally
reached my room I quickly stripped freeing my balls and cock from the
constricting fabric, grabbed them and stretched them a little to relief
some pressure. I noticed that I was wet again – This was getting out of
hand. I really needed some relief! But there was no chance now, so I
immediately dropped into my bed. It was getting quite late and I would have
to get out early as there was a teachers conference starting at 7 on
Friday.

My locked boner wouldn't go down and I couldn't even lie on my stomach as
the cage pressed awkwardly into my balls and dick. As soon as I was in my
bed my head started to spin because I just realized what John had told
me. He had confirmed two nightmares I had since this afternoon. Not only
had I been noticed while I was trying to get to my room after my clothes
got stolen, and apparently pictures had been taken, but the outline of my
cock had been visible as well. I hoped I wouldn't get into trouble for
that. He had also confirmed that he had not been responsible for this
trick. Or he was a good liar or actor. Which seemed possible as well. But
there might be someone else who knew of my predicament and was trying to
put me under pressure.

I barely found sleep with these thoughts roaming my head and when it came
it wasn't a really good one. I woke several times because my dick was
repeatedly trying to get really hard during the night which hurt in my
lower stomach. Additionally, thoughts of who else might know haunted my
dreams. So, when finally my alarm rang at 6 I felt even more exhausted then
when I got into bed. I stretched still feeling my locked dick poking
upwards through the fabric of the sheets. I really needed to get rid of
that cage (even if only over the weekend) before John returned. Yesterday,
my horniness had interfered with my normal day and I had imagined myself
getting used by a colleague. And I didn't want to think about what might
happen if I couldn't get off.

After a few more seconds I got up and cleaned my face with cold water then
put my clothes on ready to get some breakfast before the teacher's
conference. As soon as it began I knew that it wouldn't go as easily as
usually. Our dean looked at me already disapprovingly when he entered the
conference room.

"Dear Colleagues, before we go to our usual business, one of you has some
explaining to do about his actions yesterday which already made the rounds
with staff and students.", he started looking directly at me. I immediately
blushed and had to support my head with my hands. I heard a few snickers
through the room, but my colleagues knew that my career would rest on my
answer and probably were themselves curious about my behaviour. After John
had told me that my naked run had already made the rounds, I had feared
that the dean would invite me to explain myself, but I didn't expect to do
that in front of all of my colleagues. After a few moments of silence, I
finally found my voice which was cracking. But I still looked down, ashamed
of myself.

"Sir, I am truly sorry that I caused such a stir. This was not my
intention! I obviously didn't want to walk back to my room only with a
small towel around my waist. But I had no chance! After my last PE lesson
during lunch, I showered because I had sweated heavily and had Latin
classes afterwards. Andreas (I pointed to my colleague looking up briefly
before lowering my head in shame again) had already told me before that I
was smelling badly when we talked the break before. When I got out of the
shower my clothes were gone. A student must have decided to play a trick on
me. I had no spare clothes in the gym – as this had never happened
before and I haven't heard from anyone that they had to deal with something
similar. What was I supposed to do?", I tried to explain myself with every
eye directed at me. "I didn't see any other solution but to run to my room
through the least crowded hallways hoping as few people as possible saw
me. I knew I was seen by a few people but only two or three. I didn't think
it would make the rounds so quickly but I covered myself as good as I could
with the tiny towel I had. But I'm sorry that I caused such a stir."

I finished and finally looked up into surprisingly sympathetic faces. The
colleague on the right put his hand on my shoulder and said: "Sometimes out
students can be real assholes, can't they? I'm sorry for you, that you had
to go through this! If that happens ever again, give me a call I can fetch
you some clothes from your room!" which prompted acknowledging murmurs from
my other colleagues. Even the dean looked calmed believing my explanation.

"Well, I guess this can happen as we only have communal showers but next
time please do as suggested and call someone to get you fresh clothes. I
guess you don't know who did this?", he told me with a gentler voice but
still looking stern and I nodded my head `no'. I was so ashamed having to
explain my exposure to everyone even as they were sympathetic, that I
didn't follow the rest of the arguments and discussion during the remainder
of the conference but only kept my heads down in shame. When the conference
was over, I received some reassuring claps on my shoulder but they did
nothing to brighten my mood.

Steven, the colleague who had seen me two days ago with a bare chest after
I had just lost all of my body hair, came to me jokingly clapped on my
shoulder and said:

"Lately you show much of your body, confess it. You want to make us normal
looking dudes jealous, don't you?"

Still embarrassed of being made the centre of attention in our conference I
didn't get the joke and just stood there dumbfounded. When he noticed that
I didn't get it, Steven looked at me and said:

"Sorry, mate. This was just a joke, albeit a bad one. Don't let your head
hang low. This run will be forgotten soon enough."

Then he turned around and left. I gathered my thoughts and things then left
for the first class. All of them went quite smoothly despite what happen
yesterday, even though I got some comments about my body and some
sniggering during classes. Well, I needed to get used to that. Finally,
after the last class and the volleyball training I had to teach for my
team, I got into my room exhausted and relieved after one of the worst
weeks I have had in my teaching career. It had also been a hot week with
more sex than I had in a long time. But as I hadn't really cum my horniness
was getting also exhausting. Then I knew that that needed to change. At
least I had my massager and I might be able to at least get a real orgasm,
even while caged. That wasn't as fulfilling as a normal one, but at least
it would give me some relief. But when I looked at my usual hiding place it
wasn't there, neither were my dildos. Only the cuffs and the blindfold were
in the drawer where they were supposed to be. John must have taken my toys
while he was waiting for me, I couldn't explain it anyway else.

The party where I had a chance to retrieve my keys was on Saturday, so I
had nothing do much this evening. I decided to relax, watched some TV and
went to bed early sleeping badly again because of constant caged
boners. When I got up, my phone showed a message from John telling me to go
into a restroom, strip naked and send him a picture on my knees, cleaning a
toilet bowl with my tongue. As I knew that those had just been cleaned
properly as always overnight on Fridays, I did as I was asked grudgingly
and disgusted with myself. I got even more disgusted when he replied with:
"Haha, you're such a faggot. Next time I push your head into the bowl when
I fuck your pussy!" Then he left me alone for the day. I relaxed a little
and did some work, preparing for the next week, before I got ready and
drove into town, ready and cleaned out for the party. I didn't bother to
wear something special as I knew that I would be naked anyway most of the
time.

When I arrived the clerk who let me in recognized me immediately.

"You're the locked bitch, who didn't get his key back last week. I remember
you!", he said sneeringly, with a grin which showed that he was not sorry
for me at all. "I think you're going to like our theme today! It's a naked
party and we're going to crown our Number 1 cumdump! Every time you receive
a load you get marked by the one who gave it to you. At the end of the
night you can try as many keys as you have marks, and all the keys if you
receive more than 10. Now strip, I will take care of your clothes, boy!"

I bowed my head and said "Yes, Sir!" Which made him grin even wider, before
I handed him my clothes. He was a really good looking dude. He was
obviously trained really well, as his biceps stretched the material of his
black T-Shirt. He was almost as big as me, had short, dark hair and
obviously knew what he wanted. When I stripped down and revealed my naked
body he liked his lips and grabbed his junk through his sweatpants. I saw
the outline of his cock, which seemed to be growing.

"Get on your knees, boy!", he told me, "From now on you are here to serve,
and you should assume the correct position."

I had expected something like that even though I was surprised how forceful
and strict he was. The clerk the week before had told me when I got there
that I was supposed to show that I was available to be used by crawling,
but he hadn't forced me to, in this common area. But I obliged.

"Good boy. You know your place! I tell you what. You can earn your first
mark, right now and here!", with that he grabbed his junk again and it was
clear what he wanted. Last week he had already tried to get me on my knees
but back then I resisted because I was already exhausted and tired and just
wanted to get home. Contrary to what John had believed I hadn't done that
much with different guys the week before as I was just so disappointed that
the person I had chatted with wasn't to be found.  Only after I had calmed
my nerves I went around and looked for people with keys. Some of them had
been nice and tried their keys without any service in return, but I also
enjoyed the sex I had with some of them.

I looked at him and saw a small bulge forming in his pants. I was so horny
and needed to get out of the cage so I nodded my head yes and crawled
towards him. He got back and opened the door to the counter and I quickly
crawled in. He pushed me on the wall of the counter so he could take care
of any newly arriving clients while I took care of his dick.

"Pull my shorts down, bitch and take good care of my dick!", he told me and
I obliged. Beneath the sweatpants and his also white boxers a about 5''
relatively thin uncut dick popped out. I thought to myself "that's quite
disappointing" before I dived in and started to lick his nuts which were
not hanging low but close to the shaft. As soon as I ran my tongue along
his shaft, I heard him moan.

As soon as I took his glans into my mouth the door opened and someone
entered the lobby. The clerk pushed his hips forward and his dick entirely
into my mouth. I didn't have to gag as it barely scratched my throat but
his pubic hair was tickling at my nose and I feared that would sneeze. But
at least I could still move my head a little bit and work the shaft with
tongue. Maybe I was a little spoiled by the big dick of John but this just
wasn't any challenge. But I tried my best anyway.

Above me I heard someone greeting the clerk. He in turn explained the theme
of todays naked party and asked for the client's clothes all while I
suckled on his dick. His breath was getting a bit shorter and I couldn't
think about his facial expression as he was getting closer and closer to
the edge. I was skilfully not only moving my lips and head around his dick
but also my tongue along the most sensitive areas. While he was still
talking to the client he reached down and grabbed my hair, preventing me
from moving my head any further. I felt his dick pulsing in my mouth and
little salty drops forming at the tip but he obviously didn't want to cum
while the client was just standing on the other side of the counter.

I found it really hot to blow someone hidden behind a counter while that
person was talking to another one. But now that there was no sense in
blowing him anymore, I listened to the guy in front of the counter and my
face got pale. I knew that voice. It was a colleague from school. Steven
the friendly bear who was also teaching Latin. I heard him say:

"I was so looking forward to your party tonight. I have a colleague who is
such a tease. First he walked around half naked and then only clad in a
towel all through school all in the lsat week. He has a perfect body but I
don't think I would have a chance with him. He is gay, he told us, but as
he is a total jock, he is most likely a total top as well. I really wish I
could use his firm ass but that will be a dream which might not come
true. But anyway I don't want to tease you about someone who you might
never meet, I'm off in. Hopefully I will have some action today after I
couldn't come last week!"

"Have fun!", the clerk answered with gritted teeth still close to the
edge. I wondered if he knew that Steven was talking about me. But I didn't
think I ever told him where I worked. "Some really slutty bitches have
already arrived and I think there will be enough ass to ram your elephant
dick into. Don't forget your pen to mark them when you are content that
they served you well. Good to have you back! You missed some action last
week!"

Then, I heard steps walking away and the clerk let go of my head. I was
still so occupied with the thought of a colleague here that I didn't
continue blowing him. He started facefucking me when he noticed that, which
reminded me of my place and I supported his endeavours as good as I
could. He didn't take long, after a few moments he moaned louder and his
body got stiff while he shot maybe three ropes of relatively bitter cum
into my mouth and throat. He was panting heavily and took some time to
recover while I was kneeling underneath the counter and used my tongue to
clean his quickly softening and shrinking cock. When he pulled out it
seemed to be no more than 3'' almost entirely covered in a thick bush of
pubic hair.

I swiped my mouth with the back of my hands while I crawled out from the
counter. All the while my head was spinning. With Steven here, everything
changed. How could I walk around and offer myself to anyone when there was
a risk that he would find out, especially as I was locked. That would
really complicate our relationship and I just didn't want that. Having sex
and being a sub never bothered me (much) but I had always tried to avoid
mixing sex and work and I had enough problems at work already. Steven was a
nice guy and I didn't think that he would take advantage of me, but meeting
here would lead to awkward situations. But I was kind of curious about the
"Elephant dick" the clerk had mentioned. Then I had an idea:

"Excuse me, Sir!", I asked the clerk, after he had bend over to leave his
mark at my ass. I tried to be as obedient as possible to get him to help
me. "I was wondering if you had a mask or something. I don't want to get
too much attention on myself."

"What's the matter? Are you getting shy suddenly? But suit yourself. And
thank you for getting me off. It's not often that I find someone who is as
desperate as you seem to be. But being locked makes one horny and your
little cock straining in its cage is proof of that!"

With that he opened a drawer. There were some black masks in there, those
cheap ones, you see in bank robbery movies. I took one, put it over my head
and said thanks. I had heard his words – but I didn't want to argue
about cock sizes as his my cage was almost 4.5'' and completely filled by
my cock even when soft. But he had been kind of nice so I let him his
fun. Then I crawled to the bar through the door just to get up as soon as I
was in.

Even though it was only 10 it was already packed. As soon as I entered some
heads turned in my direction and a few people acknowledged me and my
build. The crowd was mixed as the last time (my first visit), young and
old, some bears, some with bellies, some fit lads. A few had a harness on
but most were naked some already sporting quite visible erections. At least
two more people were wearing masks and I saw at least one other locked
sub. I quickly made it to the bar and ordered a bear to calm my
nerves. Steven wasn't in the bar – maybe he already went into the
dungeon or the darkroom. As soon as I sat down on one of the stools an
older man approached me. He seemed to be around 50, with some white hair
along with his black and a beard framing his face.

"Hey boy! What are you looking for?", he asked me quite straight forward,
all while he tried to clink glasses with me. I looked him up and he seemed
like a nice guy. After I had drunk a few sips I finally calmed. After all I
had been to other naked parties while studying in Berlin. I felt stupid in
my mask as I never had a problem with being gay or submissive, so I pulled
them off, all while talking to the older man.

"You look stunning boy. Thank god you decided to no longer hide your
face. It would have been a shame otherwise.", he told me while he bend over
and grabbed my butt. I grinned and thanked him for the compliment while he
was grabbing my right hand, which hang loose down and guided it to his
dick, which had started to swell. I grabbed it and noticed that my
horniness was taking over again. Finally, I had another dick in my hand. I
slowly started to stroke, all while looking him in the face. The length of
the dick was average but it was getting quite thick as blood started to
swell it. He grabbed my shoulders and pointed to the door where the cabins,
the dungeon and the darkroom were, with his head:

"Come with me, boy. You can get more back there."

We both got up and all the way he fumbled on my ass and just as I opened
the door, he pushed one finger in my hole. I heard him growl out of
pleasure I believed. As soon as the door had closed his behaviour changed
and he pushed me in one of the cubicles. There was a sling in it and he
pushed me on it. We both fumbled to get me on it. As soon as my back was
lying somewhat correct on the small leather patch he pulled my feet up and
locked them in the leather straps that were already provided. Then he spat
on his hand and smeared it in my ass crack, again pushing at first just one
finger in, then quickly two more. When he pulled them out he positioned
himself behind me and before I could do anything he pushed his dick inside
of me. I gasped and yelped because of the forceful assault.

"Shut up, boy! That's what you're made for!", he told me while he bend over
to grab my hands and secure them to the respective leather straps on the
other chains of the sling. In the meantime I had the chance to adjust
myself to his thick prick. As soon as I felt the pain subsiding he was done
chaining me up and he started to move inside of me.

"Your ass is so tight, boy, but I'm going to rip it open!", he said while
he pulled out and shoved his dick in again with full force. I started to
moan and yelp and gasp all at the same time, as it hurt but he also hit the
spot. He continued his long strokes and I heard him grunt and huff. Then I
felt his hands rung along my body, as soon as he reached my chest he
grabbed my nipples and worked them really hard. He pinched them between his
thumb and index finger and twisted them in opposite directions.

"Ahhhh!", I moaned surprised by the attack. As the sling didn't have a
patch for the head, mine was hanging backwards and I didn't really see what
he was doing. With the pinching he started to speed up his fucking. While
he maintained the way pulling almost completely out he started to hammer me
faster and faster and I heard him moan. As he hit the right spot I started
to moan out of pleasure as well being completely lost as the prey of this
sexual predator.

Suddenly a half hard dick appeared in front of my face, maybe around 6''
framed by a nice patch of dark soft pubic hair and low hanging balls. They
got moved over my face so the balls were in front of my mouth and I
immediately started to lick them. My eyes were in between the person's legs
so I couldn't see who he was, but he seemed quite fit and well groomed, as
I didn't feel any hair on his ballsack. Soon he pulled back a little and
pushed the tip of his dick into my mouth, which I willingly opened.

The older guy fucking me suddenly let go of my nipples and I felt him grab
my hips to rail me even harder. As soon as he did that the guy whom I was
blowing replaced the hands and started to work my nipples. I started to
drool and I felt my dick hurting in its cage, as the sexual tension was
really building up. Shortly after, I felt my fucker tensioning and with a
loud groan he loaded me with his cum. I heard him pant and after a few
moments he pulled out and I felt him adding his mark to the first one.

I didn't have much time to recover as soon after I felt a new dick on my
hole, which pushed in easily and didn't seem to match the girth of the
first guy. Even before I felt the new guy's hips on my ass cheeks I felt
his belly pushing against my ballsack. But I was preoccupied with the dick
which fucked my throat and his balls smashing against my nose that I was
barely able to register what was happening on my rear side.

But all of it felt good. I had gotten so horny during the week that I was
barely able to fulfil my duties at work without gawking after everyone and
wondering if they wanted to fuck my ass or throat. And now finally I got
what I wanted: One dick in my ass, one in my mouth and my nipples being
pinched as well. I felt the guy pumping my throat getting close moaning,
roaring almost. Just before he came he pulled out to shoot his cum all over
my face and upper body, finally leaving my nipples alone. After he had
recovered he slapped me in the face softly, said: "Good boy!" and turned
around. I finally got a look at him and he was a fit guy, probably my
age. I wanted to pull my head up to see who was fucking me, but before I
got to do that a set of hands grabbed my face and a new dick came into my
view. This one was uncut and clean shaven. The guy didn't wait long but
aimed at my lips and pushed the dick inside and hissed:

"Blow me good, boy!"

I started working the dick with my tongue and felt it getting harder than
before. Then I heard a loud moan and another eruption filled my ass. The
guy pulled out quickly and must have left, because the tip of a new dick
was poking at my rear. This one felt massive. At least the guy started to
push in slowly. But he kept his steady pace and as I was trapped between
this guy and another one which had pushed his dick in my mouth. I moaned
and groaned while this monster was pushed deeper and deeper inside, pushing
my cheeks and muscles further and further apart. At least I had been fucked
already and my ass was already a little loose. The cum deposited by my
previous fuckers helped as well to ease my butt into accepting this
monster.

Finally, I felt the hips of the guy on my ass cheeks. I felt most literally
stuffed but as he had pushed in slowly it wasn't hurting, even though it
felt as thick as a can of soda, but felt actually good. I heard him moan:

"What a tight, muscular pussy. He must be doing quite some sport"

With this huge dick pushing into me, I had stopped blowing the other guy,
focussing more on relaxing my lower body. So, just as the dick in my ass
was finally completely in, the other guy was sick of waiting and started to
fuck my mouth. When he pushed in I started to gag a little from the spit
and cum running into my nose. I felt his hands on my throat feeling the tip
of his dick through my skin moving in and out of it. He sped up and didn't
take long before I heard him moan and added another load to my stomach.

In the meantime the big dicked hunk (I guessed) had slowly started to fuck
me at first pulling back just a little bit. His hands were grinding along
my body and muscles with his nails, which were electrifying me slightly
scratching my skin. I groaned and wiggled with pleasure. He was building up
more speed now and also increasing his movement, hitting my prostate with
every push.

"Such a hot fucking pussy!" I heard him tease me. "Jocks just make the best
bitches!"

He started to speed up further, as the one fucking my throat pulled out
after he had emptied himself inside of me. As soon as he had left my mouth
I gulped and swallowed the spit and the rest of the cum down before I
pushed my head up because I wanted to know whose monster was impaling me
and giving me such good feelings. He was really fucking me hard now, his
dick pulling out almost completely just to be rammed in again with fool
force. Each hit gave me a jolt of excitement and slowly and steadily I felt
an orgasm building up because he hit my prostate every time.

While I moved my head up I heard him moan and pant heavily already. I knew
I wouldn't last much longer and felt that he wouldn't either. As soon as
heaved my head up I wished I hadn't. It was Steven. He was sweating but was
really enjoying himself fucking me. I was surprised and shocked as soon as
we locked eyes. Steven hesitated shortly when he recognized me, before he
continued even harder, grunting and moaning like crazy locking his eyes to
mine and smiling.

I felt my orgasm building up as he hit my sweet spot every time with his
python. My locked cock was straining hard against its cage and jiggling
between my legs, which were still locked on the chains of the sling, every
push and pull. My balls were slapping against his stomach. I felt my balls
contracting and I started to moan loudly and my head fell back again. I was
overwhelmed with my orgasm. I felt my cock pulsating and shooting a few
ropes of cum. I felt at least some of my horniness, leaving my body with
the ropes of cum.

Steven was grunting and moaning even louder now, ramming me harder and
harder and faster and faster. With one loud final grunt I felt his dick
swelling even more in my torn ass before he shot his load adding the third
load to the two before.

"Ohhhh god, take it, Jay! Take my load, boy!", he yelled, while he ran his
fingers along my skin panting hard during his orgasm. Then I felt his body
moving down, then his scruffy face on my chest. He took one of nipples in
his mouth suckled on it, then biting it. I moaned still in post-orgasmic
bliss. The whole ordeal had been so surreal but also hot. Then I felt one
of his hands moving up behind my head moving it up and his scruffy chin
running along my sternum, throat and chin up to my ear.

I had my eyes closed, panting and enjoying myself, when I heard him whisper
into my ear:

"You don't know, for how long I wanted to fuck you, John. I wish I had
known, you were a bottom boy. Then we could have had fun the last
years. You want to grab a beer and talk a bit?"

Then he bit into my earlobe and again I wasn't able to do much more then
moan, still caught up in the orgasm I just had. I moaned: "hmmm"
affirmingly and he rose up again, slowly pulling out. Suddenly, after he
had just left me, I felt a tongue on my ass lips sucking and rimming me
pulling out some of the cum which had been deposited inside of me. I raised
my head and saw Steven's hair. He was eating me out while the muscles in my
anus tried to contract again slowly. I let out another moan while his
tongue eased into my (probably) swollen ass lips. It felt so good that
after such a long time someone was caring about my pleasure as well. So I
let my head fall again and just enjoyed his tongue tickling my rear,
moaning.

When he let go, I sighed out of pleasure. He stood up again and loosened
the leather cuffs on my ankles first. My legs were a little numb and almost
fell down but Steven caught them and let them down gently. When they
finally felt the floor again he playfully slapped my now emptied balls
playfully and walk around me, dangling his dick directly in front of my
face.

"Jay, clean my cock, while I free you from those shackles.", he asked me
gently – but not really leaving me any option as he pushed his dick on
my face before he reached up. Even though it wasn't hard anymore it felt
really heavy. It was almost as long as my face its tip resting on my lips
while his balls where touching my hairline. He was cut and without
hesitation I opened my mouth and ran my tongue along his glans before I
took it in my mouth. I felt him shudder out of pleasure while I had to open
my mouth as far as I could to get even the tip in. I played a little bit
with his piss-slit before I gave up on trying to fit even more into my
mouth and just ran my lips supported by my tongue along his shaft to clean
it from the mixture of ass juice and cum-residue.

Steven freed me from the cuffs on my wrists, one after another and I shook
them a little while I was enjoying his dick to get blood flow going again
in them. Then I grabbed his hips and pulled him in closer so I could reach
his balls as well for cleaning them. They also felt heavy even though he
had pumped his load into me just moments before. When I took them in and
played with them a little he moaned again then said to me:

"You're such a hungry stud. But I need a few minutes before I can go
again. And I think your ass needs a little bit of rest as well or it won't
close for a week."

He laughed his warm, deep laugh, pulled back and helped me out of the
sling. He needed to support me a bit as my legs were still shaky, while we
walked out to get something to drink.

---------End of part 13--------------------------

I hope you liked this part. Any more suggestion are always welcome.

And please if you have sex please use condoms and/or PREP to avoid getting
STD's. This story is fantasy so there are no repercussions for barebacking.

Thanks to my "pervy new editor", who helped proofread this chapter ;). If
you have any suggestions, please let me know!