Date: Sat, 10 Sep 2016 12:03:02 +0000 From: Matt Subject: James and Justin Part 3 - Gym Lads Subject: James and Justin Part Three – Gym lads By: Matt Finnish im87793@hotmail.co.uk MMMBBBBbbbbb WS Disclaimer: no boys or men were hurt during the writing of this fictional, fantasy story. If you really think what I write about is humanly possible you need to seek professional help. Don't read this if you're not permitted to. The 8-story series was originally published by Nifty in 2006 but was subsequently deleted by the editors. So this time round I have mostly deleted mention of the boys' ages. Everyone in the story is of course over the age of consent where you live, but occasionally acts and seems younger. Apologies if you've read it already. Let me know if you liked it; don't if you didn't. Don't forget to donate generously to Nifty. We're getting real value for money in this Archive! After our evening with Gareth and Geraint, James and I had a week of going to bed early: Justin was really annoyed that he'd missed all the fun, but when he came home from his friend's house the following morning, he was unusually shy about his sleep-over. "It was OK, Dad" was all I could get out of him for a while, but then he grinned, turning his back to me and dropping his schoolboy shorts to the floor, bending over for me to see a very swollen, puffy little boycunt winking happily at me. "What did you get up to then Justin?" asked James who was watching with curiosity, and licked his finger to run it gently round his brother's red-rimmed hole. "Well ... I had some fun with Bruno and his dad, didn't I!" he laughed, pulling up his tight school shorts and zipping up the fly. Bruno's dad Giorgio was a teacher at the boys' school. Giorgio was Italian-born but from Glasgow and was the epitome of dark, smouldering, Italian charm. His hair fell over his forehead in two dark black wings which he would flick back with a flick of his wrist, revealing dark bedroom eyes and what always looked like a three-day shadow, no matter how recently he had shaved. He was quite short, but compact and muscular, and when he was not teaching media studies, he was a keen sportsman and also coached on Tuesday and Thursday afternoons. Before becoming a teacher, he had been a videographer and photographer with several exhibitions in Scotland and Italy to his name. His portraits of sportsmen in action and his videos of the balletic movement of muscular young men straining and pushing against other male bodies had an erotic quality which was much appreciated by a wide range of enthusiasts -- male and female. "I got fucked, silly!" said Justin "lots of times, and I fucked Bruno too." Bruno was a lot younger than Justin, so a bit young for his father to be sinking his thick, heavy uncut manprick into the tiny boy's hole, but Justin who was not very big in the boyprick department would be ideal for breaking the little boy into heavier sex. "and Bruno sucked my dick and I had an organism too" said Justin proudly: he felt like a big boy now that he had both fucked and been sucked. "Orgasm, Justin" I corrected "O-R-G-A-S-M. Was it good? How long did it last? Did Giorgio watch you both having sex?" "Yeah, dad. He watched us and then he got all hard again and cummed all over Bruno's face when I cummed. He's got a really thick daddy prick and it took me a long time to get it all up my ass Daddy! But I did it and it felt really good when he wiggled it from side to side as well as deep into my boy hole." "'Came' not `cummed'" I sighed wearily under my breath -- OK, so I'm an English teacher. "Well done Justin! I hope everyone was happy then?" The boys had to go off to school, so I never did hear much more about that night, but I could imagine Justin, Bruno and Giorgio screaming and shouting as they all writhed together on Giorgio's huge bed, naked and aroused, Giorgio's dark tanned body contrasting with my pink and blond little lad and his own tiny, olive-hued son. So a week later when James had fully recovered his energy and stamina, he came to bed with me on the Sunday evening. I went to sleep quite early with James snuggled close to me, my prick nudging its way between his smooth thighs during the night. I half-woke at about 6:00 with an odd sensation of warmth and wetness beneath the sheets, and as I regained consciousness I realised that James had managed to work his little boycunt over my stiffened prick and I was now deep inside my son's ass, with James wriggling back against me to take its full length inside him. "Dad" he whispered "remember you said I could be your piss boy last week? Can you do it now please Dad? I want you to piss inside me and go to school with my Dad's piss in me." My prick jerked to a full erection, and I realised that now would be a good time to fill my son with my hot load of daddy piss, as I really needed to empty my bladder -- where better than in my little piss-boy son? "OK James, but we've got to find something to keep it all inside you until Gareth can come and look after you later in the morning. Do you want me to cum inside you too baby?" The little boy wriggled back lasciviously against my chest: as if I needed to ask! It was a gentle morning fuck for us both. James was well lubricated and I could slide in and out of his tiny pink boycunt slowly but deeply, with James moving from side to side so that my prick pushed against the sleeve of his ass muscles. I held back as much as I could and James, sensing this, moved very slowly, just keeping me on the edge of my orgasm for long minutes. He gave little gasps of pleasure as I penetrated deep inside him, filling him completely full and he clenched his muscles lazily, bringing me nearer and nearer to cumming. I had taken his boy prick in my moistened fingers and rubbed it gently, caressing his tiny boy balls and then stroking his chest and jutting little stiff nipples with my other hand. One more twist from my son's body pushed me over the edge just as James also started to moan deep in his throat, his little boy prick trembling in my hand and his body spasming in my arms. I came deep inside my boy and my sperm pumped slowly but inexorably into his tight, clenching ass. I lay passively as James' dry orgasm spent itself, and my prick started to deflate. "Ahhh Dad! That was so good. I thought you were never going to cum, but it was great when I cummed with you at the same time" "C-A-M-E" I said, ever the pedant. "Whatever Dad" he giggled "Can you piss inside me now please?" "OK, but we've got to have this all worked out James. I need to plug you with a butt plug when I've finished, and then we need to put you into a pair of tight rubber pants to hold it all in, in case of accidents. Are you all right with that James?" Luckily, the butt plug (special little boy size!) and the rubber wear were in the bedside table, and so I folded James in my arms and calmed him down as I felt my piss begin to start its inexorable rise up my prick and into his ass. First just a spurt escaped, and James wriggled slightly. "Careful, you mustn't wriggle like that James or it'll escape." "OK, I'll try to keep still, but it feels funny Dad!" Another spurt, longer this time. Then another couple. "Ohhh Dad, that feels so good. You're filling me up. I can feel my tummy getting fuller". As I watched and pissed gradually into James, so I could see his stomach rising and expanding as the liquid was expelled into my boy. "No more, Dad, please. No, please Dad, don't. It hurts a bit" "It's OK James, just a little bit more, and then we'll put the plug in place." I reached over to the bedside table, pulled out the butt plug and got James to lubricate it with some oil we keep there. "Now, as I come out of you, squeeze tight James, so nothing escapes." "OK Dad, I'll try but I feel awfully full up with your pee." I thought we had gone a bit too far, so holding James tightly to me, I walked with him still impaled firmly on my prick, and leaking piss down my legs, over to the bathroom. "Let a bit out now James" I said as I sat him on the toilet set, and a sudden jet of liquid shot from his clenched ass into the basin. "Not too much now" I said, and James stopped ejecting my piss. I jammed the plug firmly into his ass, and he held it in place as I pulled on the rubber pants which had a zip running from back to front. Justin had used these a year ago when I took him to a party, and he was the hit of the evening, running around dressed only in these pants, whilst the men there unzipped him whenever they felt like it and either pushed their searching wet tongues into his little ass or occasionally shoved their big daddy pricks deep inside him. Justin had loved that and had left the party firmly zipped up with 10 loads of mancum dripping sleazily out of his boycunt and lubricating the rubber as it rubbed against his hairless body. James squirmed uneasily as he tried to stand up. "That hurts Dad. I don't think I like this after all. Just let me sit here for a bit until I feel better." I held James gently and caressed his back as he slowly became accustomed to his swollen stomach and tightly plugged ass. After a few minutes he felt sufficiently comfortable to be able to stand up and walk slowly across the room, the butt plug straining against his ass muscles and the daddy piss sloshing noisily around inside him. A few minutes more and he was able to walk normally, so I washed him tenderly under the shower and dried him off, before dressing him in his school uniform: white shirt, striped tie, very tight shorts which outlined his perfect butt and pulled taut over his tiny genitals, long grey socks and black shoes. He felt well enough to eat some breakfast, and then I drove him to school, proudly looking at him sitting beside me in the car; a smile on his face knowing that his daddy's piss was firmly held inside him. James went to see Gareth at the end of the first class, and they went together to a remote corner of the school grounds, where Gareth gently pulled off James' shorts, caressing the boy's smooth body, as James played lasciviously with his tits and ran his hands over his smooth pink body, creating a monster bulge in his teacher's trousers. His little fingers pressed the bulge and ran over the man's crutch, tugging at the zip and pulling the dark, barbarous man-prick out into the daylight: James gasped with pleasure and sunk down onto it -- this time more easily that the previous week, burying the head deep in his throat, and not choking at all as the prick slid past his uvula. "Sorry James" said Gareth "I just don't have the time now -- I've got another class in a minute. Let's just get that butt plug out of you and get you cleaned up for your maths lesson." James reluctantly turned round, and Gareth pulled down the rubber briefs with difficulty, even though we had liberally sprinkled talc on them before James put them on. There was the boy's little distended ass, plugged firmly with the black rubber prick. It was a really exciting sight for the older man as he remembered fucking that same little ass the previous week. As the child squatted, the plug shot free onto the grass, followed by a torrent of man-piss from my Daddy-prick. Gareth had brought a warm, damp flannel and some fresh underwear of Geraint's, and soon my son was dressed and ready for his day's classes. "See you at 3.30 in the gym" said Gareth. "OK -- thanks -- I hope you're going to fuck me again soon!" said the cheeky little boy as he ran off. How Gareth got the butt plug and rubber wear back to the gym I never knew, but that evening James came home with both back in place. At 3.30, most of the school broke up and went home: Sven and Gareth brought 8 boys - - four younger and four older - - to the now empty gym, where Giorgio was waiting for them. The sun shone warm and golden on the bare walls and polished wooden floor of the empty area. In the middle of the room were some black gym mats laid out to form an area about 5 meters square. Ropes hung from the ceiling, wall bars lined two sides of the room. Vaulting horses adjusted to boy-height were at one end; parallel bars -- again, boy-sized, stood at the other. The boys had been carefully picked: the teachers all knew that each boy had already been having regular sex -- sometimes with their father and brothers, as well as with each other. The three teachers were all dressed in sports clothing -- Gareth stripped off his track-suit and was in his rugby gear; Sven had changed quickly into his white athletic vest and trousers. The boys were all excited, and some of them already had prominent swellings in their school uniforms, but none of them knew just what was going to happen. The older boys had all wanted to have full, dirty sex with little innocent boys, longing to see the young virgin bodies used and penetrated, and had fantasized seeing satisfied little faces covered with adult cum, mouths bubbling with boy-sperm, asses dribbling with slimy man cum stretched by huge invading pricks. The little boys were all keen to continue their education after school, by practising how to worship and swallow the pricks and cum of the senior boys and teachers, and having their arses gently fucked, deep and often: an ideal start to the afternoon. Meanwhile Giorgio had not been idle. He had got out of his bag three high definition video cameras, and was setting them up to video the entire proceedings. Since he fully intended having hot sex with his students, he had both a fixed camera as well as two hand-held ones, and the other two teachers and he had trained a couple of senior boys how to use them, so that any of them could film the proceedings. The little boys would be proud to take home hot DVDs of themselves being buggered and assaulted by three sexy adults and four older boys, and many happy hours would be spent re-creating and improving on the scenes in the videos, between fathers, sons and visiting boys. Years later, the boys grown into men would be able to show their own naked, waiting sons how they had been initiated into man-boy sex by handsome older boys and teachers, seeing their own little assholes penetrated and used, cum flowing down their legs as they took yet another load of man-cum; rampant, threatening dark man-pricks forcing their way into innocent boy cunts as they in turn used their willing children as fuck toys, shooting loads of pearly man-cum over their boys' faces and into their eager mouths as the images from that long-ago day played on the screen. Sven took charge: "Ja! Now the younger boys now must take off their uniforms, slow and sexy? I will see that all the older boys will have the hard dicks when you are ready." The four little boys were not a bit embarrassed, James and Geraint, Owain and Justin were the four youngest boys of course, and they kicked off their trainers and turned round to face the older boys as they pulled their socks off. "You bend over now so we see your sexy asses" ordered Sven. The kids bent over to show the tight material stretching across fuckable little butts. "Now you turn!" directed Sven. They faced forward again and the three teachers stood behind them, three monstrous man-pricks straining at restraining material. James was a bit quick, and had his shorts and shirt off in 10 seconds flat, but the other boys leaned back against the three men, contentedly rubbing their bodies sexily against their teachers who mussed their hair, and smiled down at them as they hugged the children to them. The cameras were running, and one of the older boys zoomed in on each child in turn, showing happy faces and fully clothed, writhing bodies. The men slowly unbuttoned shirts, caressing the boys' lithe bodies which reared erotically as their pink, perfect skin was revealed to the older watching boys and to the camera which lingered on luscious, pink nipples and flat little tummies. The teachers ran their hands over boy tits pressing and nipping so that they stood out proud and erect. Their hands moved down the front of tight shorts. Sven told his colleagues to start arousing the boys: "Get the boys excited now -- make them want to have sex. Make them perform for the cameras!" They cupped little boy genitals in their hands, gently fondling tiny pricks which stiffened as they were rolled and massaged between the men's fingers. The men pulled on little ball-sacs filled with minute marble-sized balls, none of which were anywhere near able to produce sperm yet, and ran their hands beneath the kids' underwear, probing between their legs and lightly pushing searching fingers against tight boy-holes which blossomed open to welcome the pressure. They pushed their stiff pricks against the boys' backs. The boys were moaning with pleasure, as T- shirts were pulled roughly over heads, shirts pulled open fully to reveal the little bodies. Belts were unbuckled, and flies unzipped to show white briefs and shorts, concealing tiny, but stiff little boy pricks. The boys were turned round again and the teachers hugged them to their bodies as their fingers slipped under waistbands, slowly revealing virgin white boy asses which clenched and pushed so that their older school-mates could see their pink little boy-cunts nestling prettily in-between the white curves of flesh. The teachers pulled the buttocks apart and the boys reared back so that their little cunts could be clearly seen, inviting the bigger boys to come and rape them. Underwear fell to the floor, and the boys were turned around yet again to show their full nakedness. They put their hands behind their heads and let their teachers explore and caress their totally hairless bodies in any way they wished. Their genitals stood out, bare and defined, cut and uncut, little 1 - 2 inch penises, veined lightly in blue tracery, not yet masked by growth of hair; their bodies were smooth and pink, their little unwrinkled swelling balls clean, naked and ready, their pulsing assholes perfect and rose-coloured, untouched by puberty. James was kneeling on the floor by this time and moved from boy to boy sucking, nibbling and licking. Sven's instructions were followed to the letter as four older boys nervously but lustfully massaged healthy hard-ons through their trousers. The teachers stepped out from behind the boys and stripped down to their underwear -- Gareth was wearing a jockstrap, Giorgio had on a pair of white briefs which followed the contours of his dark, tanned olive-skinned thighs where a slight dusting of dark hair escaped from the clinging material. Sven whose body was shaved as innocent of hair as any of the little boys, had taut, clinging black lycra underwear which showed perfectly the outline of a thick, heavy monster German prick -- bigger than either of his teaching colleagues', and it could easily be seen that Sven was uncut, the head of his penis swollen to an incredible size which was going to give pleasure and hardship to several boys before the day was out. Gareth crouched down to help the four youngest boys to lie in pairs on their backs, ass facing ass on the mats, and Sven pulled out of a bag some gel and 2 middle-sized double-headed, pink fleshy dildos, ideal for use on smaller boys. The little boys reared up their asses off the floor as Sven and Gareth tried to insert one end of the dildo into each boy. They needed some help here, and so the older boys -- strapping 16 and17 year olds -- were ordered to strip off quickly and get their tongues and fingers working on the kids' resistant asses. Karl and Jon had dreamed of this moment for 5 years, since their own puberty started: assaulting little innocent boys for pleasure. Their still not fully grown man pricks, both circumcised and now fully erect, bounced stiffly between their legs as they ran forward to obey Sven's beckoning hand. Their classmates Rob and Peter joined them and all four knelt down on their knees beside the little smiling boys, they licked their fingers and squeezed gel from the tubes onto firm boycunts and gently began to realise their wildest dreams as they slid their fingers increasingly deeply into the waiting holes which opened to meet their assault. Little asses relaxed gradually, every insertion caught for ever on Giorgio's hand held camera as he roved from boy hole to boy hole now stretched by the probing older boys as they added yet another finger to relax the willing, clenching muscles. After a few moments, Sven decided that the kids were ready to try the dildos again, and so Karl and Jon were pulled reluctantly back to wait further instructions from their teachers. Giorgio moved in close with a hand held camera and zoomed in on each little boycunt as this time Sven and Gareth more easily pressed the heads of the pink dildos through the confining glove of boy muscles, stretching them wide as flesh clung to rubber. Sven was working on my James who was paired with little Geraint, and Gareth suddenly realised how much it turned him on to watch yet another man assault his son, whose enjoyment and enthusiasm was evident. The little boys gradually got used to the width as the thick rubber dicks entered their hot little holes and instead of holding their breaths and screwing up their faces, they breathed deeply and moistened their pink lips with their tongues as the two pairs of boys wriggled cautiously towards each other. Justin and Owain had done this kind of thing before of course, and the dildos sank comparatively easily into their cunts right up to the raised ring in the middle of the double-headers, but they still gasped and squealed with excitement and pleasure as the rubber dildos pressed brutally against their tiny prostates. "I want a bigger dildo" shouted Geraint "or a big boy's prick pushed up me ...now!". "Wait, wait," said Sven as he held the pair of boys down starting to work the dildo from one boy into the other, rotating and manipulating it so that it reached untouched parts of the little boys' cavities. The children groaned and arched their backs as their prostates were massaged and rubbed. "You will get all the pricks you can manage in a moment, as often as you want: you will scream with excitement when each man comes inside you for the third time you little fuck boy!" Geraint's father gulped: "I can't do it three times with each of these kids!" he said "twice is my limit". "Don't worry" said Sven "Teenagers can come 10 times an hour if you get them excited enough, and that is what we will do" A barely suppressed cheer of agreement came from the 4 waiting adolescents. "I want to spend my life fucking kids!" said Jon "I can't wait to shove my big boy-prick into them as often as they can take it and then a few times more!" "Let's double fuck them" agreed Karl "two pricks to each boy at the same time. Stretch them really wide, so that our cum runs down their legs." "I want to see Sven's big prick stretching those little boys open until they scream for mercy" said Rob lasciviously licking his lips, watching as their German athletics coach's monster dick throbbed and jerked in the covering black lycra. "I can't believe how big his dick is" gasped Peter "I wouldn't mind trying to take that myself!" "Wait until your turn" laughed Sven hitching his vast dickhead through his underwear. "There are a few things I need to do with you before that!" The older boys were already naked and erect. Gareth looked them over: some had thick public and body hair, so he fetched his razor and some cream from his office, and ordered them all to lie on their backs with their knees spread. One by one their cocks and balls were shaved completely, dark and light hair alike falling to the floor. They were ordered to bend over on their knees for Gareth to shave their tight, athletic asses as well, and then he gently rubbed soothing cream into their skin, lingering over each boy's by now throbbing cock. Giorgio filmed the process taking long-shots and close-ups as the boys were stripped of their adolescent body hair, and left even more naked than they had been. Sven then brought out 4 pairs of screw-fitted nipple clamps joined by a heavy chain, and fixed them lightly on each of the older boys. By then, the little boys on the floor had each taken the full length of their dildo, and were rocking back and forth eagerly, sinking the full lengths deep into their bodies. Giorgio again captured the little boys' ecstasy as they fucked themselves onto the dildos and let out little cries of delight as places deep inside the squirming boys were rubbed and massaged by the stiff rubber as they wriggled sexily on the mats. Sven tightened the nipple clamps and each boy took in a sharp breath as the agony of their tightly clamped tits transferred itself to their shaved genitals and their pricks jumped and jerked in excitement. Giorgio's video would show tightly pinched nipples standing erect from the bodies, the chains swinging and causing additional pleasure to the teenagers. The little boys were getting too excited, so Sven ordered the older boys to kneel over them, facing their feet and gradually sink their hot pricks into the kids' waiting mouths. There were gasps as pricks disappeared, swallowed by willing, eager boys. The little ones ran their tongues around the thick prick heads, pulled the older boys' balls down, running their tongues over them as well, nipping at each heavy ball and trying desperately to get them in their mouths. The older boys bucked and clenched their teeth as their balls were so pleasurably tortured by the kids, who by now were running their greased hands over the long shafts threateningly straining above them. Little pink hands pulled back foreskins, slid over dick heads; little pink tongues licked off pre-cum, little pink asses clenched around invading dildos. The older boys facing each other lustfully kissed and drooled their saliva over each other's faces, the residue falling hotly on the little boys below. As the older boys leaned in towards each other, the moment Sven, Giorgio and Gareth had been waiting for finally arrived. Jon had a foot long dildo pushed brutally up his shaved, smooth ass by Giorgio: Sven moved behind Karl and Gareth behind Rob; Giorgio lined up behind Peter, and with one brutal thrust, the three teachers raped their senior students' willing asses, sinking right up to the hilt in each spasming hole. Karl had the most reason to scream, as Sven's enormous cockhead forced its way into his ass: the head really was enormous and uncut, the plum coloured knob hidden beneath the folds of Sven's foreskin. Karl's ass was stretched wider than he could ever have imagined, but so excited was the teenager, that he barely registered pain as dickhead pressed urgently against his prostate, sending a spurt of precum into Justin's mouth below. The young boy eagerly sucked at the teen prick, trying to get more hot cum to eat, and Karl sank another couple of inches into the boy's throat until Justin coughed and spluttered, drawing back from the 6 inch invader. As he coughed, his anus clenched the dildo even harder, pushing its other end hard into Owain who in turn spasmed and sucked hard at Peter's massive, shaved balls which were stretching his little boy cheeks. Peter screamed as his balls were wrenched away from his body and his mouth met Karl's, stifling the boy's screams at the brutal assault on his ass by Sven. Meanwhile James and Geraint had decided that they both wanted to be pissed on by the older boys. Though Rob and Jon were being deep fucked, James somehow knew just where to apply pressure and caresses on the older boy, releasing a spurt of piss into his waiting mouth. Jon was shocked and embarrassed at this lack of control, and tried to pull back, but Gareth knew what James wanted and held Jon firm, whispering encouragement into his ear. "Piss on the little fucker" he hissed "empty your bladder into his hot little mouth, you know he loves it" Geraint took his mouth off Rob's big prick "Yes, piss on my face too Rob" he begged. Giorgio encouraged Rob, first tightening the tit clamps even harder on the older boy until he gasped for Giorgio to stop. He ran his hands gently over the boy's balls, and held the boy's prick an inch away from Geraint's waiting mouth. "I can't believe what I'm doing" gasped Jon, as his piss slowly started to spurt into the boy's mouth beneath him. "Yessss" gurgled Geraint, as Rob's piss bubbled out of his mouth and ran onto the rubber mat. James couldn't hold all Jon's piss in his mouth and he choked and coughed as he tried to swallow, forcing Jon's piss out of his nostrils as well as his mouth. He soon controlled himself and got back to the serious business of drinking big boy's piss, gulping and swallowing as fast as he could. Justin, too, was full of man piss which spurted uncontrollably out of the older boy's throbbing prick, jet after jet being forced into the kid's mouth by the thrusts of the man fucking his ass. The little boys were unable to control themselves, and they all pissed long and hard over themselves and the boys poised above them. Their little butts clenched around the dildos. The older boys pricks were now buried fully in the kids' throats as their teachers thrust mercilessly into their shaved asses. It couldn't last long, and one by one the four boys began to scream in lust as they approached their orgasms. "Cum all over the kid's faces and in their hair" shouted Sven as he pushed his monster prick brutally into Karl. The adolescents pulled back, the boys wriggled on their dildoes and started to rub their own little piss-soaked pricks. One by one young pricks shot thick, ropy loads of cum over the waiting faces of the children below them as the little boys rubbed and pulled desperately at their own little boypricks, reaching uncontrollable orgasms almost simultaneously. The adolescents' cum was forced out of them by the pummelling mandicks which still continued to thrust in and out of their young, stretched asses. Jon had leaned back and was pushing the foot long dildo deep into his own ass as he shot his load over James' smooth, flawless smiling face below him. The cum covered the boy's face and ran down his cheeks. The little boy stuck his tongue out in a desperate attempt to catch what he could of the thick cum around his mouth and on his chin. The three teachers who were close to cumming themselves eased back from the lads. They withdrew their erect, thick pricks and moved over the faces of the little children on the floor. Once again, the kids were drenched in cum -- this time from their teachers' daddy dicks -- which mixed with the sweet piss still soaking the boys' faces and hair. The three teachers, the four older boys and the four tiny children lay exhausted on the rubber mats covered in cum and piss. The teachers unscrewed nipple clamps from the older boys and gently removed the long dildoes from the children hugging them close as the older boys ran their hands indiscriminately over the men who had just fucked them to exhaustion and the little boys who had each swallowed with boy cum. So far, it had been a perfect afternoon for them all, and that was only the start....