Date: Sun, 20 Mar 2022 22:04:00 +0100
From: JBPais <jafbereit@gmail.com>
Subject: Teacher and Slave Chapter 19

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Summary: After a long night in the club, Jay was visited by John and his
brother Peter in the hotel, got used, DP'ed and plugged.

Teacher and Slave Part 19

I turned around, still on my knees and started to crawl back before I
realized that I was on my own. I shook my head, slowly regaining full
consciousness. I straightened my upper body, still on my knees and looked
down on me. Then, I noticed that I was still soaking wet. While I had
towelled them I had totally forgotten about myself and had not rubbed
myself dry. I took a deep breath, shook my head again, then pushed myself
up and almost felt over as the plug pushed against my prostate and sent a
shiver through my exhausted body. I had to support myself on the wall and
could only continue walking after I had adjusted to the plug. Then I got
back into the shower and let myself rinse clean under the hot water, trying
to comprehend what just had happened. Not so much the sex but how without
any resistance I had done what they had asked and how I had just served
them, not caring about myself anymore. On the back of my head a thought
slowly crept in and whispered:

"You liked it! You wanted to be treated like that!"

I turned the shower to cold, shuddered as it suddenly changed temperature,
and shook my head again, before I said aloud:

"No!"

More to convince myself, than because I really believed it. But at least
now I was awake again and myself, but I still felt sore and stretched at
more places than ever. I wasn't used to so much sex, so many different
types of sex in not even 24 hours. I stretched myself, then – after I
had dried myself I dropped on my bed. Trying to wrap my head around the
events of the last two days. I had not redeemed the key to my cage but I've
had more sex than I could even remember ever having. I felt exhausted but
also good even with the big plug filling me. Then, I felt my stomach
grumble and remembered that I hadn't eaten anything since the last
afternoon. So after a few moments relaxing on the bed I got up slowly, put
some clothes on and started my way down to the restaurant of the Hotel.

Suddenly, before I reached the elevator a shock went through me. An
electric jolt had emanated from the plug which was still resting in my
hole. I had to steady myself on the wall and an audible gasp escaped my
mouth. When the surprise feelings faded I shook my body, and continued the
way. Then just as I entered the elevator I got hit by another jolt and I
stumbled into the elevator. Thankfully, no one was inside to see me almost
spasm completely as the shock hit. I breathed heavily, hoping that this was
the last of it. But I also wondered why and how the plug would suddenly
wake up to torture me. I thought about going back to my room, but I really
needed something to eat and they didn't offer room service. I hoped that it
wouldn't consistently fry my insides during my meal as I knew that I
wouldn't be able to take a bite while such an electric jolt happened. While
the elevator took me to the ground floor two more jolts went through my
body.

As I walked out of the elevator I was shaking a little and sweating as the
shocks were really intense. Then no further shock hit me before I sat down
at the table and had ordered a nice meal and some beer. While I was waiting
for it to arrive I took my mobile out of my pocket and noticed that I had
received a couple of texts from John. Quickly I opened and read them:

"Hey Bitch!"

"That was fun today! Look at your hole"

"[Picture]"

"Did you already notice my little surprise? How did you like it?"

I looked at the messages with open eyes trying to prevent other people from
seeing my phone screen. The picture showed myself from behind between
Peter's legs on the bed. Peter was in extasy it looked like while the back
of my head was in his groin. What I couldn't believe was my hole. It was
red and puffy and gaping open and a white ooze, probably the boy's cum, was
clearly visible running down my balls. The cock cage was showing clearly
but at least my face was not on this picture. I breathed relieved. Then I
thought about his last message and I was certain his comments referred to
the shocks which had run through my intestines. I needed to know how and
when that would happen.

"Yes, Sir. Thank you for the picture. But it was quite a surprise when I
got shocked the first time. Would you tell me how it works, please."

I started really submissive in the hope that this would make him spill the
tea as he had shown that he loved to show me, how much better he thought,
he was. I saw him write a message and just as I received it, another jolt
started from the plug and I let out a half loud shriek, surprised by the
sudden attack which turned some heads. I said sorry, before I looked at the
phone to read the message:

"You're curious, aren't you? But you've been a good fag today. You took
both of our dicks like a really dirty whore. But let me think about it..."

I looked at the message, not really disclosing anything new. But he had
acknowledged my behaviour today and that felt good. I sent a message back,
reading: "Thank you, Sir. Please, let me know!" Then I put the phone away
as the salad, the first course arrived. It was delicious. Just as I was
chewing the second bite, another jolt ran through my intestines. This time
it didn't feel as bad – maybe I got used to it. When I looked down after
I had steadied myself again to get another bite, I noticed another message
and a thought crept into the back of my mind. Even though I was curious to
find out if my thought was correct, I decided to put that on hold and first
finish the salad. No more jolts of energy ran through me until I was done
and then picked the phone up. I showed a message from John:

"You can't guess? Well, I'm in a good mood today and tell you... I've
installed a new app on your phone while you were busy with my brother,
which is paired with the plug. Each time you receive a message it will fry
you. And you can look forward to receiving a call. But that will be a
surprise! And the best part is, that the app will register when you loose
connection so you better not leave your phone in the room or turn the plug
off! Now have a good night! LOL!"

After I've read it, I frantically searched for this app on my phone which
John had mentioned but when I found it, it was locked with a pin so I
couldn't even see the settings. But I noticed that it was connected to an
email which must have been John's which was for reporting I guessed. That
was what I had feared after those two messages coincided with the electric
jolts. Slowly, it sank into my head that he was controlling my entire body,
now. But what could I do? I decided to eat the steak which had just been
served. Then, I sent John a "good Night, Sir!" message, before I paid.

I walked back into my room, made myself comfortable on the bed and turned
the TV on. I needed to get a plan ready for the next week, how to handle
John and how to treat Steven. I really hoped that everything would be
alright between us. I knew I would really need a friend with whom I could
share at least some of my world and who would understand. At the time of
that thought the plug became awake again this time instead of shocking me
starting to vibrate. At first I was startled but it wasn't too
distracting. When I looked at my phone I saw that there was an incoming
call from Steven.

"Hey Steven. How are you doing? You got home well and rested?", I answered
the phone jokingly which was at first greeted by a kind of baffled silence,
before Steven answered:

"Hi Jay. I'm doing fine. Thank you very much! How are you faring?"

The conversation went on a little. I quickly figured that he wanted to make
sure that I'm not angry that he left as I hadn't answered his message. I
said sorry for my oversight and excused it with the long night. He was
really nice and kind and we talked a little bit about last night but also
school and other things. While we were talking the plug started to get
faster and the vibration more intense in rhythmic intervals. After 5
minutes the vibration got quite noticeable. We had spoken about 10 minutes
when the power really started to hit me and my prostate. A gasp escaped my
mouth in the middle of a sentence.

"Everything alright, Jay?", Steven asked, just as an electric jolt hit me,
which made me groan again. At least I was lying on my bed so it wasn't
necessary to stabilize myself but my legs jerked a little.

"Yes, sorry.", I said a little out of breath, "Just a surprise message
which caught me off guard from my family. I'm so sorry but I have to take
care of this. See you tomorrow at school! Bye!"

I quickly ended the call. Steven seemed a little bit irritated but seemed
to accept my excuse. After we had ended I looked at the message from John:

"You talk too much on the phone. I hope my message didn't interrupt too
much. HAHA!"

I decided I would not reply and turned the TV on instead to give my body
the rest it needed. Not much later I felt my eyelids started to drop, and I
quickly fell asleep after I had set my alarm. I had to wake up early to
make it back to school in time and when my alarm rang I felt rested but
also quite full. At least John had not sent any messages during the night
so I could sleep through. I still felt shaky and sore from the last nights
but also more relaxed than I would have guessed. My body had gotten better
used to the plug in my hole and it felt right that there was something
inside of me.

I showered then started my way back to school not before I had informed
John and asked him to not send any messages while I was driving and hope
for his good sense. As I reached the school I hurried into my room, changed
for the PE lessons I was about to give and just had enough time for a quick
breakfast. Just as I entered the gym a jolt hit me with a "Good morning"
message from John. So, I stumbled into class as the jolt hit me by surprise
which prompted a laugh from my students.

Otherwise the PE class got on quite good, probably John was busy as
well. However, the plug pushed some buttons during class when I tried to
show certain exercises and I felt my cock twitch a little. As soon as the
bell rang I felt another jolt of electricity in my gut. When I looked at
the phone I saw that the second message had not be from John but from the
unknown guy who had robbed my clothes before and sent me through my naked
run through the halls of the school.

"Hey bitch! Too bad you hadn't been at school over the weekend. I would
have loved seeing you run naked through the halls again. But I bet you look
forward to doing that again. HaHa! See you!"

I decided to ignore the message. I wasn't in the mood to interact with that
person and I knew better than to provoke him. There was still no additional
message from John. But I remembered that he had told me to wait for him
during lunch break in the shower, the place where he had surprised me only
one week ago. I sighed then prepared myself for the next class.

That class went quite well in the beginning but just as I showed the class
some pull-ups and I was just about to pull up another message came in and I
completely jerked my body and almost lost control of the bar but in the
last second I managed to hold onto it and completed the pull-up. But of
course the students noticed me struggling and there were a few loud laughs
and a few snickers. While they were repeating (or trying to repeat) the
exercises I looked at my phone, but it was just a random message from a
friend. I sighed again and wondered when the ordeal with this butt-plug
would finally end.

No more messages arrived during this class, the break to the next class and
the first half of that. Then suddenly I noticed that the plug had woken and
had started to slowly vibrate in my hole. It wasn't uncomfortable, only
barely noticeable right now, but I feared it would not stay so slow. And of
course I was right. Over the course of the next 45 minutes the speed and
intensity slowly rose but even as lunchbreak started and the students had
left it was getting heavy but I must have seemed to be distracted even
earlier as I saw some of the students looking amused at me. It was starting
to be distracting as it hit the prostate and massaged my insides. When I
reached down in my crotch where my dick had been filed with blood already
for a while I felt a wet spot and as I reached in my shorts I felt myself
leaking. I looked into my mirror image which was reflected by a
window. Thankfully I couldn't recognize any spots on my joggers.

Suddenly, I felt another jolt and when I looked at my phone I saw a message
from John telling me to be naked on my knees in the shower in 15 minutes. I
gulped but was somehow even anticipating getting to feel his cock
again. Even though it only had been one day I already felt myself getting
horny again. All this sex while being denied was really messing with my
mind. All the weekend had achieved was that was craving for even more
sex. So, I felt my dick twitch and leaking even more as I thought about
John joining me in the shower. I grinned in disbelief and went into the
locker room, where my students were already done showering and putting
their clothes on again. I heard at least one shower still running so I
walked to the back and into one of the restrooms into a stall to wait 10
minutes or so until all the students would have left.

When I got out there was still a shower running but I could not see any
clothing still lying around. Nervously I checked my phone and I had only 3
minutes left until I had to expect John. I checked the shower but no one
was there. I shook my head but I guessed the timed shower was broken and
didn't turn off on its own. Again I checked the locker room, while I slowly
took my shirt off. Thankfully no one was there and I quickly pulled down my
shorts pushed all my clothes in one locker and taking care to lock it after
my experience last week. As I did that the plug started to vibrate heavily
and I almost jumped from the stimulation and a deep moan escaped my
mouth. I guessed this was a sign that John was close. I hurried into the
empty shower not wanting to anger him and got on my knees. Just as I got
down I heard the door to the locker open. My pulse went up as I hoped it
was John and as he stood in the doorway to the showers I exhaled loudly out
of relief which prompted him to chuckle:

"Did you expect anyone else? Or are you just happy to see me? Well I guess
from the wet spot between your legs I would guess the latter."

He was wearing tight jeans and a plain dark red shirt, which fitted his
body perfectly. He was holding his phone in his hand, as he slowly
approached me. When I didn't react to his teasing he looked sternly and
said:

"Is this how you react when I ask you a question, faggot?"

He pressed a button on his phone and another jolt ran through my inside and
I almost fell forward but quickly regained my balance and answered with my
head bowed down:

"Sorry, Sir. Yes I was looking forward to seeing you.", not knowing what
else I could answer, but there was indeed at least some truth in the
statement as well. John laughed again was finally in front of me. He
grabbed his junk.

"I guessed so, you cock hungry bitch. Well I brought you your bone, but
before you get it, tell me, did you enjoy the plug? I am amazed that you
really didn't pull it out."

"Sir, it was weird wearing it and I am thankful that I didn't receive too
many messages." I answered truthfully, but carefully trying to not let out
how discomforting and painful the jerks had been to avoid giving him even
more ammunition to humiliate me. He seemed to be in a good mood today as he
laughed again:

"I believe that. But when I look down you really enjoy the vibration."

With that he slightly hit my balls with his shoe and reached for my head to
press it in his groin. I breathed his scent and let out a moan as the
vibration in my ass was driving me almost crazy. I needed to get some
relief and I wanted to feel his dick inside of me again. Almost
automatically I kissed his bulge through the fabric of his jeans. I felt it
growing as I did that. He ran his fingers through my hair and I think he
noticed that he wouldn't need to force me to do anything today.

"Come on, open it!"

And I obliged, my hands reached up and opened the row of buttons on his
501. I pulled them down slightly and they revealed white trunks which were
already impressively bulging. I ran my tongue along the shaft and when I
reached the bottom end I kissed the tip of his penis through the fabric. I
looked up to him, he smiled down to me, as I grabbed the waistband of his
underwear and freed his cock from the restrictive garments then I pulled
both his jeans and underwear down to his knees. His dick sprang to
attention the tip already wet. I licked my lips put them around the glans
and slowly pushed myself on it until I had it deep in my throat. Then I
started to slowly move my head up and down on his shaft as he already
moaned. He didn't wait long then grabbed my head and started to fuck my
throat. I started to gag but he relentlessly used my throat.

Even though I gagged and sputtered a little bit it felt good finally being
able to play with a cock again. I was really becoming cock-hungrier than
ever before. All those dicks while I was not able to please myself had
multiplied my need not please everyone who wanted me to. And the constant
pleasure by vibration was for sure another factor. I looked up, seeing John
towering over me, then I closed my eyes and enjoyed getting fucked in the
mouth. Each time I gagged the still vibrating plug pushed against my
sphincter and my cock pulsated against its cage.

Suddenly John pushed me off his dick, which was now glistening wet. I
breathed heavily but there was also a grin on my face, and when I looked up
at John, at his marvellous body and the big dick sticking out from his
groin, I must have looked happy, as John grinned as he told me:

"That's what you need, Mr B, isn't it: a big dick you can please. Well,
you've got two holes. Present me the other one with your hands spreading
your cheeks!"

As I turned around to follow his command, eager to get fucked again, I saw
him reaching down to the pocket of his jeans. I lay my head on the floor
arching my back while I reached back to my ass to present him my plugged
hole.

"Such an eager fag!", I heard John murmur, as I heard him move closer and
get on his knees between my legs. Suddenly the vibration stopped. I felt
Johns finger on my cheeks and I felt them on the base of the plug, before
he pulled it out in one hard pull. I moaned loudly, as I felt it push my
sphincter apart again. Suddenly I was empty again and I felt the lips of my
trying to contract after almost 24 hours of being spread apart by the plug.

"Such a puffy big hole you have between your firm cheeks. It's always a
shame if it's not filled!", John said and in one hard push he speared me
with his cock again and started to rail me mercilessly while I still held
my cheeks apart. I was moaning like crazy and I already felt the familiar
joy rising in my guts. A "Please, fuck me, Sir." Escaped my lips as I was
in a bliss from the hard fuck I was receiving. He slammed his hips on my
cheeks and hands with every push. He held my hips, so I wouldn't move
forward from his pressure. His breath had already sped up and I knew he
wouldn't last long, before he would orgasm and send his sperm deep inside
of me. He moaned loudly and with a loud scream he came:

"Take it all, bitch!" he screamed, as he emptied his load in me and added
it to the two loads he had deposited the day before. I was breathing
heavily as was he. Close but not over the edge, longing for more. Slowly my
hands fell to the ground and I supported my body better as John was resting
heavily on my lower back and I felt slipping forward and deep down I didn't
want to feel empty again. When he had caught his breath John said:

"Yes bitch, that's what I needed on a Monday. And what you needed as
well. Right, fag?"

"Yes, Sir!", I answered still in a haze from the relentless fuck as he was
laughing.

"Yeah I thought so when I heard you begging for more. Don't worry. There is
much more for you in store."

With that John pulled out and left me empty again, I moaned again, then
almost automatically reached back at my ass cheeks and spread them
again. As I did, he asked:

"You want to be filled again? As you wish."

Then I felt the cold surface of the plug again on my hole. He pushed it in
and while I felt it pushing my ass open, it went in without much
resistance. Then suddenly he pulled it out again and started to fuck me
with the plug and I started to moan and drool from the friction and the
pressure on my hole. When I almost couldn't control myself anymore, John
pushed it in one last time and let go of the base.

"That's what you needed, isn't it? Now listen! As I said before, we're
going to get our ... my – well your `Haha' – training started. We'll
meet here at 5:30. We're going on a run. I want you to wear white shorts,
jocks – if you have some – and a white shirt. Be on time! Afterwards
I might take the plug out if you're good!"

I heard John stand up. He laughed then I felt his shoe on my ass and he
pushed me down. When he turned around and before he left he said:

"Don't forget to lick that puddle you made, you wouldn't want anyone to
find it here."

Then I heard his steps moving away while I was still breathing heavily from
the plug fuck trying to regain my consciousness and at least some kind of
decency. When the sound from John's steps vanished I felt finally strong
enough to get up at least on all fours. Still breathing in short and deep
gasps. When I turned around I saw a large wet spot. Without hesitation I
licked the clear pre cum, from the floor which tasted sweet. Suddenly, I
heard a door closing and I snapped out of my sex-induced trance. Quickly, I
stood up and silently ran to the wall next to the open door, listening
whether I heard anyone in the changing room. But there was no sound to be
heard. Maybe it was just John who finally left, I tried to calm myself. I
quickly walked back to the shower, washed the sweat away then walked back
to my clothes. After I dried myself, I changed into my clothes and walked
to the cafeteria to get something to eat. Only then I noticed the plug in
my ass again. But it felt good, even though it was not vibrating at the
moment. But I felt full and whole. And just at that moment I realized that
I really was becoming the sex craving faggot, John was claiming I
was. Slightly I slapped my face, trying to make myself get back into a
saner state of mind.

When I arrived at the cafeteria, Steven called me over and invited me to
sit with him. I took a seat, after I got some food from the counter. It
wasn't really busy as time was almost up for the break and Steven had
already finished eating and seemed to have waited for me.

"How are you doing? Did everything go fine after we talked?" I asked
friendly but also kind of awkwardly, as this was the first time we met
after our encounter at the club on Saturday. He smiled back, obviously
happy that I was cordial and not distant.

"Yes, everything is alright. I feel rested after the exhausting Saturday."
He laughed. "I had hoped you would be here earlier so we could talk. But
now I have to get going. I would love to catch up and talk about the
weekend, if you like. Maybe you've got time this afternoon after classes,
or tomorrow?"

I wanted to agree to today, as I was eager to talk to him and maybe
intensify our relationship, but then I remembered:

"Yes, we should really talk after the weekend. But I'm really sorry. I
agreed to do some additional coaching to John – I think you know him
– and today will be our first run. So I'm not even sure if I'm able to
do anything afterwards as I guess this is going to take a toll on me today
after the weekend. But I guess tomorrow should work as far as I can tell. I
don't have any classes on the afternoon, so we could meet then, or if you
have to work, afterwards."

"John can be quite a hassle be careful that he doesn't run you over and
you're on your last leg."

I laughed uncomfortably while he was laughing out of his heart. If he only
knew.

"So tomorrow it is then. See you at lunch and we can clarify."

"Yes I'm looking forward to it. See you then – and let's hope that I
don't be sore after the workout today and I can still move."

He laughed as he got up. He slapped my back friendly and said something
like: "Yeah, yeah, old man!" as he moved to his next class.

I, quickly, finished eating as I was also due for my class as well. As I
was eating the last bites suddenly the plug started to vibrate again,
slowly but steadily. A slight moan escaped my mouth and I swallowed hard,
as I feared that I might not be able to concentrate too well during the
classes especially if the vibration intensified. I looked at my phone to
confirm it wasn't ringing. I hoped that at least no one would send me a
message as I wouldn't be able to control my body to supress the electric
shock.

The first class went quite well and I wasn't as distracted as I thought,
but the class mainly consisted of discussing and returning the exam I had
done one week before. But as the class was coming to its end I had to rest
against the table as the distraction was becoming more and more
noticeable. I was happy as the class ended but I wondered how I could
handle the next three classes, even as there was a short break between the
next one and the one after. At least I would do the same with every class,
but for the last one, which had been on a trip the week before, so I had to
teach longer than previously. The next class went on, but suddenly half way
into it the vibration of the plug intensified and a moan escaped my mouth
in the middle of a sentence. I heard a few laughs. After I cleared my
throat, I continued as nothing had happened, but I saw a few irritated
faces from my students though no one dared to ask.

As the class ended, I heard a few snickers and I decided to go to the
restroom to get some rest. I looked at the mirror and noticed a small but
noticeable wet spot on my sweatpants which I was still wearing after PE. I
quickly entered a stall and sat down on the toilet. I took a few deep
breaths then pulled the pants down. My shorts showed a large spot, and when
I reached into them, I felt the entire cage wet and covered in pre-
cum. Shit – how could I continue teaching while I was leaking heavily
with no way making it stop. Maybe I should remove the plug but John had
warned me that he would notice.

I saw no other way than to grab a few sheets of toilet paper and pad my
crotch with it, in the hope that it would soak the cum and the spot
wouldn't get any bigger. Suddenly another jerk ran through my body, and as
I looked at my phone I saw a message from John:

"I hope you like the stimulation. But don't dare to cum – you already
have much more than a locked boy should!"

I contemplated asking him to stop or at least soften the vibration but
decided against it as I didn't want to beg him, which I knew I would have
needed to do. My pride didn't allow that – and to be honest it didn't
feel bad, it was just distracting. So I only replied

"Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir!"

As I hit the send button I realized that this might have been worse, as I
had acknowledged that I actually liked the vibration. But now it was too
late. While I was teaching the next class maybe twenty minutes in, the
vibration intensified even more. I was again caught by surprise and this
time I had to support myself on the table and I felt my eyes rolling. While
my dick had already started to pulsate in its metal cage during class from
the vibration, now it was hurting, pressing against the bars, pushing my
glans through the piss slit. I was clearly distracted, but this time I
wasn't talking as one student was answering a question quite lengthily, so
I had a few moments to regain composure.

I felt my breath getting shorter and shorter during the next 10 minutes as
the vibration pushed against my prostate, massaging it. I wasn't sure how
long I would be able to handle it, then just as I thought I would cum in
the middle of a class, the vibration stopped entirely, and I breathed out.

"Mr B? Are you alright?" I hear a voice. As the vibration had ended I was
able to quickly respond "Yeah, Yeah!" and continue the class, but I still
needed a few minutes until I completely recovered. Afterwards I was able to
continue teaching without any distractions and I was thankful that John had
decided to stop tormenting me.

After I had finished teaching and had collected the materials in my bag I
looked at my phone and saw that the battery had run out and it was turned
off. I gulped as I feared that this was the reason why the vibration had
stopped. I hurried into my room and put it on a charger as I changed into
the clothes John had requested, white jockstraps, white shorts and shirt. I
added white socks and put my running shoes on. When I looked in the mirror
I thought I looked really nice but I also noticed that the jocks made my
bulge quite visible especially as my white shorts were on the smaller
side. When I looked at me sideways I thought the outline of the cage was
clearly visible and I wondered if anyone would notice.

Then I went back to my phone and turned it on. Suddenly the plug started to
vibrate again heavily and I had to support myself on the wall. As the phone
connected to the service provider my guts were shocked multiple times, as
messages from John arrived. I almost fell to my knees from the pain. When I
looked at the messages, I had to gulp really hard:

First message: "Hey bitch, why did you disconnect the plug? Couldn't you
handle the vibration anymore? Well too bad! Turn it on again!"

Second: "Do you think I'm joking? TURN BLUETHOOTH ON!"

Third: "Ok, my messages aren't going through. So, you turned your phone
off. That won't help you! You will pay for this!"

Just as I was done reading another message arrived from him which shook my
guts again:

"Oh, good you turned it on again. Well have fun with the vibration, we'll
talk soon, when we meet! Believe me you've got hell to pay!"

I gulped again, then quickly replied:

"I'm sorry, Sir! My battery ran out and I didn't notice until the end of
class. It's not my fault."

No reply from John, but as I looked at the phone I noticed that I needed to
get going to meet him for our training session in the locker room. The
vibration made it really difficult to walk and I knew I was leaking, but it
couldn't be helped as I couldn't put the padding in which I didn't want
John to find out about. I carefully walked to the locker room and shower
and it was quite full of students as one of the teams (I didn't know which)
was starting their training soon. They were changing. All the lean, young
boys, some with a bare chest, some completely naked almost made me drool,
as the stimulation of my prostate almost completely had pushed my sensible
mind back and I was getting hornier and hornier. I stopped at the door,
watching them, but quickly continued my way – I hoped before anyone had
noticed. I got greeted a few times and nodded back, not trusting my voice,
and I felt that I was sweating already. As I entered the shower John was
already there, his hands crossed before his chest, locking sternly at me.

"Fag! Get down on your knees, then crawl in the corner over there, then
look up to me! We need to discuss your behaviour!"

---------------End Chapter 19------------------------

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!