Date: Wed, 16 Jul 2003 11:00:05 -0400
From: Pekkle180 <pekkle180@hotmail.com>
Subject: Seducing the Seducer

When I was about 24, I left New York to pursue a job opportunity in the
Midwest.  The position called for a computer specialist, which I was.  What
I didn't find out until later was that it was in a high school and that in
addition to maintaining the school's computer systems, I had to teach a
class in computer competency as well.  I didn't have the best time in high
school so I was planning on not taking the job for fear that it would
dredge up awful memories.  But then I thought again about how much they
wanted to pay me and hauled ass to Indiana.  The plan was to work there for
a few years, save up, and then move back to the city.

The job proved to not be as painful as I thought.  I was the youngest
person on staff there and immediately got a reputation amongst the teenage
girls for being the "cute" one.  Some of the girls would giggle and blush
whenever I spoke to them.  I also found out that there were a lot of
interesting things written about me in the girls' restroom.  "I fucked
Mr. Reis," or "Mr. Reis has a big fat dick."  It was pretty flattering even
if I wished that they were maybe 5 years older and boys instead of girls.

In fact that was one of my biggest qualms about working at the high
school--hiding my sexuality.  It was a small private school in a
community that was very traditional and conservative.  I think they
probably wouldn't have hired me had they known I was gay.  My sex life
pretty much suffered in general after moving.  There were no gay clubs or
bars or anything in that city.  Meeting guys was pretty difficult.  To fill
the void, I jerked off a lot and much to my dismay, images of the teenage
boys at my school would pop into my head.

There was one whom I had a bigger crush on than all the others-- Sean
Corola.  Whether it was the fact that he was the cutest boy at school or
the fact that I kind of had an inkling he was queer too was beside the
point.  I was attracted to him and somehow, he knew and perpetuated it.
During my first year at the school, he was a junior, no older than 17.  I
had to restrain myself.

That task proved incredibly difficult when I chaperoned field day.  All of
the jocks had stripped their shirts off and were sweating all over the
place.  For most of the events I only refereed but for the junior / senior
tug-of-war, I was pulled in.  Somehow the seniors had gotten the
P.E. teacher on their side.  So the juniors--specifically Sean, convinced
me to join their side.

"Take yer shirt off and get in here, Mr. Reis!"  It was an offer I couldn't
resist.  I stripped down to hear most of the school gasp at my
well-sculpted torso which came from many hard spent hours at the gyms in
Chelsea.  Girls were now on the sidelines, hooting and hollering.  Sean
looked my body up and down and was obviously turned on.  A little smirk
came onto his face.  He immediately tried to hide it though.

Someone made the suggestion to do this over a pile of mud so before we
started, the game was moved.  We all took the rope again and braced
ourselves.  Sean got behind me.  When the tug-of-war started, we were
winning, but the seniors kept getting more and more help as more kids
joined their side in the middle of the game.  My side was struggling to
hold on when Sean began rubbing against me.  Amidst the cheers, screams,
sweat, and confusion, I felt Sean's hard dick press up against my ass.  I
was so surprised that I lost my grip and ended up causing all of us to fall
into the mud.  Sean collapsed onto me and kind of secretly humped me before
getting back up.  Yes, he really wanted it, but alas, he was only 17.  If I
wasn't as convinced as I was then, he further proved it by asking me to mud
wrestle with him later. I passed.

After that, I kept an ear out around school for rumors about Sean.  He was
very popular-- a star on the football field, straight A student, and
apparently, a cradle robbing gigolo.  The rumor was that he fucked freshmen
and when he became a senior, the rumors changed to not only freshman girls
but freshman boys as well.  There was even talk about it in the teachers'
lounge as it became quite a scandal.  Apparently some student came out with
the story and a bunch of kids followed her.  However, I heard from the
guidance counselor that Sean denied all the rumors.

I found that hard to believe though.  I saw him around and studied the way
he acted around certain kids.  It reminded me of myself in college.  It was
a very transparent scheme to someone who was familiar with it.  He'd find
shy, quiet kids and charm them by acting interested in what they had to
say.  Then, I'm sure he fucked them and never spoke to them again.  He was
a seducer indeed.

Had I known then that he had serious designs on me, I probably would have
gotten it on with him a lot earlier.  Smiles and head nods in the hallway
gradually turned into winks and crotch grabs.  If I was a woman, I probably
could've gotten the kid busted on sexual harassment but then again he
probably would've denied ever coming on to me like he denied everyone
else's claim that he fucked them.  He was good at maintaining that
charming, all-star, smart jock image.  In fact, it sort of annoyed me how
confident he was with himself.  He relished in the fact that whenever he'd
flirt with me, I'd get embarrassed and turn away.  I was going to put an
end to his cockiness.  Plus, he was 18 now.

One day, he was doing his usual strut down the hallway, and I sneaked him a
note.  It read "My office, 4:00, Mr. R."  All day I anticipated what would
happen.  Would he come?  I made sure I scheduled our meeting after school
and even after detention.  I wanted to be sure no one was around.

4:00 came and I sat in my office waiting.  He didn't show till 4:15.  I
told him to sit down in front of my desk.  Then I just stared at him.  He
stared back, awkwardly.  A nervous smile came across his face. I think he
thought I was going to read him the riot act about the flirting.  I smiled
back, slyly.  "So, Sean.  Exactly how many kids have you fucked at this
school?"

Surprised at my candid question, he squirmed in his chair and looked away
from my stare.  "Um... I dunno what you're talking about," he said.

"Really?" I said, standing up, walking over to where he was sitting.  I
stood over him, my crotch directly in his face.  "The rumor is that you've
fucked half the freshman class."

He looked up at me worriedly and then at my crotch.  My semi-hard-on was
visible from where he was sitting.  "It was only five," he said.

"Boys or girls?" I asked him, holding the back of his head.

He looked up at me and rubbed my crotch, almost seeking approval with the
expression on his face.  "I had two girls suck my dick... then two
boys... then I fucked this boy..."

"Did you think you could do that to me?" I asked, still looking stern.

"Well, kinda..." he said stroking my dick through my pants.  Then I grabbed
his hand and tossed it away from me.

"What if I wasn't into that?" I told him.  He looked at me wide-eyed and
trembling.  He was speechless.  He gulped and started breathing
irregularly.

"Then... then I fucked up," he said, nervously.  I couldn't help but be
tickled by this.

I smiled and told him that he was just like I used to be in college.  Then
I told him to suck my dick.  He was relieved and hurriedly undid my pants.
My cock jutted out in front of him.  He panted, mouth watering as he looked
at it for a minute.  There was nothing really amazing about it.  I think he
was just stunned that it was him on the giving end for once.  He began
sucking me, rubbing his own dick through his pants.  I ran my fingers
through his curly brown hair, slowly pushing my penis into and out of his
mouth.

As I undid my shirt, I saw him take his own dick out from above and had to
do a double take.  It was HUGE--nine inches long maybe, as think as a
bottle, a smooth, uncut masterpiece.  I pulled my cock from his mouth and
knelt before him.  Sitting in his chair, he looked down at me and smiled.
I thought it was amazing that such a girthy dick would still point straight
upward when erect.  "What's a punk high school kid doing with a porn star
sized piece of meat like this!?" I said.

"Getting it sucked, duh," he said.  I happily obliged, wrapping my mouth
around his monster member, holding his fat, hairy balls with one hand and
jerking off what I couldn't suck with the other.  I was determined to give
him a better blowjob than any of those kids.  He moaned and squirmed in his
chair, pushing my head further down on his dick.  He thrust up and down and
grunted, proclaiming he was close.  I immediately stopped, not wanting him
to come so soon.  But as soon as I took my mouth off his dick, it started
oozing thick, hot, dick snot.  He moaned softly, grabbed his dick and
squeezed, feeding me his semen from his hand.  It was so bitter and strong,
just like a teenage boy.

"Damn," I told him.  "I wanted to feel this big dick in my ass."

"We can still do that," he said, smirking, shaking his still rock hard
dick.  "I'm not done."  I'd forgotten that I was with a virile, sex-crazed,
18 year old boy.  I pulled down my pants all the way and discarded them
along with the shirt I quickly peeled off him.  Then I straddled him while
he still sat in his chain.  I spat in my hand and lubed my ass and his cock
well.  Then I lowered myself onto his big dick.  It was a little
tough--even my biggest dildo wasn't as big as Sean's monster but I
managed.

Sean moaned before kissing me deeply and while I slowly bounced up and down
on his dick, he kissed my neck and chest.  God, I felt like there was a
pipe up my ass or something but it felt amazing.  Soon, he was thrusting
his stiff monster further up my ass causing me to open up wider than I've
ever had. Just as I thought I was going to come from the sheer stimulation
of my prostate, he moaned, "I want you to fuck me."

I figured I'd let him experience this.  My cock is only about 6 inches long
so I knew it wouldn't be too much for him to handle.  Plus, I told myself I
would be gentle.  We got up and he leaned on my desk.  I stood behind him
and lubed up his tight virgin asshole with saliva.  He let me in
immediately, grunting loudly.  He started bucking up against me before I
could even start thrusting.  Finally I caught up with him and started
fucking his hungry butt from the back.

"Yeah, fuck me, Mr. Reis!" he yelled, almost too loudly.  Luckily, it was
after school hours and the only people around were the few janitors who
hadn't finished their jobs yet.  His pert little bubble butt rippled after
each of my thrusts.  My worries about having to be gentle were tossed out
the window as it seemed like this kid's ass just couldn't get enough.
"Drill my ass, Mr. Reis," he moaned.

We fucked standing for a while but he proved to be too much to handle in
that position, so we switched.  He threw everything off my desk and sat on
it, spreading his legs.  He wanted me to fuck him missionary style.  Still
standing, I put my hard cock back into his ass and fucked him.

"Oh yeah," he said, jerking off his giant dick while I pounded his ass.
"It feels so good, Mr. Reis!  Don't stop!"  Then I got onto the desk with
him so as to allow deeper penetration.  He squealed in delight.  "Harder!"
he yelled as I pounded away at his young, tender flesh.  I started pinching
his nipples as I fucked him, reveling in his smooth, lean, never before
shaven torso.  Lost in ecstasy he grasped the desk and let me go to work.

Then I decided to give him an extra treat.  His cock was so big that if I
angled myself correctly, I could suck him off and fuck him at the same
time.  Every time his cock went into my mouth, his ass lifted off my dick
and every time he sank back onto my dick, his cock left my mouth.  At this
point, I was still tweaking his nipples as his thrusting and bucking became
faster more wild.  I could tell he was close to losing it. He gasped and
began shooting semen all over my face.  This made me lose my load too.  As
I pumped his ass full of my own seed, he continued shooting his heavy load.
Some of his spurts went as far as his own face.

Then I pulled out all the way and collapsed on top of him.  We were both
covered in his juice, the wonderful smell of which quickly began to fill
the room.  "That was amazing," I said, knowing I hadn't really had sex like
that since I left the city.

Sean looked at me and said, "So, you were like me in high school then?"

"No," I told him.  "In high school I was a nerd.  I didn't become like you
till college."

"So I got a head start then," he said grinning.

"I suppose you did," I said but added, "I never fucked one of my teachers
though."  We laughed at that exchange.

After that, I sort of became the kid's mentor.  It was understood that
there'd be no more sex.  He'd ask me advice on everything from coming out
to his parents to where to go to college.  He ended up going to NYU.  I'm
sure he's having a blast and in a few years, when I move back, I'll look
the kid up.