Date: Thu, 29 Nov 2012 16:50:53 +1000
From: David Lowe <davlow999@gmail.com>
Subject: High School Gym

This is a sequel to my last story, Summer Awakening.  If you have enjoyed
it, please email me and let me know.  I'd love to hear about your ideas and
experiences to help me come up with new ideas.  davlow999@gmail.com

Please note that this story is for masturbatory fantasy only.  The author
does not condone underage equal activity.

After David's summer of awakening and his beach holiday, he had returned to
his suburban home.  He was going to high school for the first time, and
although he was a little apprehensive about this, he was also looking
forward to it.  After his various sexual experiences over the last weeks of
summer, he felt more confident about himself and the idea of high school no
longer seemed as scary as it once had.  Although he had had no further
chances to experience his burgeoning sexuality, the memories of what had
happened sustained him and he spent the last few weeks before school
started reliving his experiences and dreaming about them.  The last week
before school was taken up with his mother driving him around the city,
sorting out school uniforms, books and other supplies.  David hadn't really
had a growth spurt yet, and at 12 still had only the slightest blond pubic
fuzz, so his mother had to buy the smallest sized infirm for boys that
existed.  He felt strange wearing a uniform, because at primary school the
kids could wear whatever they liked.  This was going to be a strange new
world.

Although there were a few kids he knew going to the same high school, there
were many more from the other surrounding primary schools so there were a
lot of people to meet.  At the junior school, boys and girls had played
together but here, it was pretty clear that the sexes hung around with each
other.  The girls were all taller and many had entered puberty, so most of
the boys were much smaller and physically more immature, like David.  He
soon found a group of friends to sit next to and play football with during
the lunchtime and other breaks.  The school work was a lot harder, and
there was more homework, so he had a lot of adjusting to do in the first
weeks.  There were 2 ninety minute physical education sessions per week,
and in a couple of weeks time the school had also organised weekly swimming
lessons at the local community pool.  Because the high school was much
further away from home David had to catch the bus there and back, so this
was another change for him.

The physical education lessons were a mix of painful and intriguing.
Painful because he wasn't that good at sport, and tended to get picked near
the end for certain games and sports.  Intriguing because they all had to
have a shower at the end of the sessions, and this gave him a chance to see
a lot of naked boys up close.  He sensed he had to keep his interest to
himself, but it was quite easy to get a good view of the other boys.  Some
had significant amounts of public hair, and these ones tended to have
larger penises, compared to the smaller boys like him.  There was a lot of
horsing around in the showers, and some of the boys got erections, which
they were teased about, but no-one seemed to mind about this.  One day
David was getting dressed after a shower and one of these more physically
mature boys, Tim, was next to him.  Tim talked to him for ages, standing
there naked, with his penis pointing at David and bobbing up and down from
within a large bush of public hair.  David could barely keep his eyes from
it, but he didn't want to get a reputation as a poofter, so he just glanced
at it as much as he could without being obvious.  It was clear Tim was
aroused as well and David blushed during the conversation.  He didn't think
the other boy was interested but he enjoyed the chance to be as close as
possible and admiring the larger boy's attributes.

Some of the younger boys were much more shy about getting naked, and they
avoided having a shower.  Usually this resulted in them being yelled at by
the PE teacher and being forced to have a shower, much to the amusement and
jeers of the other boys.  Although David felt sorry for them, he didn't
want to get picked on so although he didn't join in, he didn't show them
any support, for which he felt a little guilty.  The PE teachers themselves
didn't usually have a shower, but occasionally they had gym lessons with
one of the maths teachers, called Mr Charalambous.  He was a small, wiry
Greek man who enjoyed gymnastics, so every second week they had a lesson
from him as well as the maths lessons he taught.  David was a little
frightened of him.  He was an intense, dark satyr-like man with a little
pointed beard and dark, flinty eyes.  Although he was no good at sport,
David was good at maths and the teacher could tell the boy had a natural
aptitude for the subject.  This compensated a bit for his general
hopelessness at gymnastics, but he tried hard.  On one occasion they had to
try some moves on the parallel beams, and his friend Tim had been chosen to
go first.  He was tall for his age, but very clumsy.  While hanging upside
down trying to swing around the bars, everyone noticed that Tim's hairy
penis and scrotum were hanging out of the crutch of his shorts.  The boys
started giggling and Mr Charalambous quietened them all saying:

"Thank you Timothy, I think we've all seen quite enough!"  The teacher
looked at David a gave him a quick smile, and he felt the familiar
stiffening in his pants.  He was called up next to give the exercise a try,
but because he was a much smaller boy everything stayed safely in his
undies and he didn't suffer the same humiliation as Tim.  No-one noticed
his small erection, but he did notice the teacher looking at him more than
once through the session.  After the class finished, they all went in to
have their showers.  The same boys resisted doing this again, which led Mr
Charalambous to come out of the small teacher's office and into the change
rooms, furious with them.  He was also completely naked.  He stood with his
hands on his hips, small but fiery, and yelled at them.  The boys were all
shocked into silence.  David stared.  He had never seen such a big penis in
his life.  Although the teacher was a small man, he was perfectly
proportioned, with narrow hips and a hard board chest.  His penis, however,
was not proportionate to the rest of him.  It hung out of a dense thicket
of dark brown public hair, was as thick as David's wrist, and the shaft
bent around so that the dangling organ reached halfway down the man's
thigh.  Below this hung a large scrotum, the skin stretched by the burden
of the large, weighty balls it enclosed.  Mr Charalambous was
uncircumcised, and the long foreskin flicked around as he bounced on the
balls of his feet and yelled at the boys who had avoided showering.

"You boys need to learn proper hygiene!" he thundered.  "You've been
running around, sweating, you're all dirty and you can't go back to class
like this!  There's nothing for you to be ashamed of!  I want you all to
get into the shower now, and follow me!" he yelled at them.

Most of the boys had showered and dressed, except for the four who had
tried to hide.  Mr Charalambous made them strip off their clothes, and get
into the shower next to him.  There were 2 rows, each with about 10 shower
heads, and no cubicles or dividers.  There was no possibility of privacy.
The teacher set about giving these boys a lesson and a demonstration of
what to do.

"First boys, you need to wash your hair", which he duly demonstrated and
made them follow.

"Next, you'll be really sweaty under your arms, so you need to wash under
there very well" He sniffed his own armpit and mock recoiled at the
imagined stench.  They boys who were not in the shower stood and watched,
and they laughed at this.  Mr Charalambous soaped up his hairy armpits and
made sure the other boys did the same.

"Ok boys, now I often see you little boys neglect this, but you have to
wash yourself down below as well."  He indicated his penis, and held it to
retract his foreskin.  "It can get very smelly under here boys, so you need
to pay proper attention and clean your penis."  He showed them how to
retract the foreskin completely, made sure they all did the same thing, and
inspected each one of them to make sure they did it properly.

"Ok boys, we're nearly done.  The other thing we have to do, is clean our
backsides.  When you get older, and you get hairy like me" - he indicated
his very hairy buttocks with a twist to display - "you'll realise how
important this is.  After you've been to the toilet, it can get pretty
dirty back there.  So you all need to scrub and check you've done it
right".  He soaped up his muscular buttocks, reaching into his crack and
washing it vigorously in a froth of soap.  He stood over the boys and made
sure they followed his lead as well, making sure each one had his bend deep
in between his buttocks.

By this time David's penis was hard and aching in his pants.  He sort of
thought Mr Charalambous was enjoying himself too, because the teacher's
penis, although not erect, appeared to have lengthened quite a bit more
than its already impressive dimensions.  David tried his hardest not to
stare at the teacher but the reality was this display had made him very
aroused.  The boys and the teacher got dressed, and the show was over.  As
they were leaving for their next class, a fully clothed Mr Charalambous
beckoned David over.

"David, I need someone with a brain to help me do an inventory on the gym
equipment.  We need some new stuff, but no-one really knows what we have
stored away so I need to compile a list of working and broken equipment,
and I need someone to help me.  You're the smartest kid in this group,
would you be able to give me some help?"

"Yes sir, that's fine" David replied.

"Good, I'll see you on Friday afternoon after school finishes.  Meet me
here in the gymnasium at 4pm.  Make sure you tell your parents you'll be at
school helping me." he said.  David said goodbye and went on to his next
class.


****

At the end of the week, David went down to the school gymnasium just before
4pm.  Most of the other kids had gone home, and he passed some stragglers
who were leaving a bit later than normal.  Most of the teachers seemed to
have headed off in a rush for the weekend, so when David arrived at the gym
it was deserted.  He found Mr Charalambous in the main storage area.
Equipment had been dragged out here and there and the entire area was a
mess.  He found the teacher, sweating and struggling with a broken pommel
horse.

"Thanks for helping me out David" said the teacher, wiping his brow.  "I've
got most of the equipment out now.  We need to sort it out and label what
is still good, and what's broken, record it in this book and label
everything as we go.  Do you parents know you'll be late home?  I can give
you a lift back when we're finished."

David replied that his parents knew to expect him late, and thanked him for
the offer of a lift.  They set about labelling and categorising the
equipment.  It was hot in the gym and soon the boy was sweating as much as
the man.  David could smell the sweat coming off the man as he worked next
to him.  After almost 2 hours of hard work, they had finished.

"I'm glad that's over David!" exclaimed the teacher.  "We're going to leave
all this out for the cleaning staff, they'll now know which needs to be put
away and which needs to be discarded.  Now we'll be able to buy the
replacement equipment we need.  You've been a real help to me today, son.
Why don't we have a cool drink in my office?  I also need to lock up after
we've had a shower and we can get you home."  He smiled gratefully at the
young boy.

David followed the teacher into the change room and into the small office
it contained, while the teacher locked the outer doors and got them both a
drink of cool water from the small fridge in the office.

"Thanks again David, you have a drink, I need to have a pee before I drink
mine."  He walked out into the change room, and stood at the urinal
directly opposite the office door.  He dropped his shorts down, and started
urinating.  David got a great view of the tight muscular buttocks as the
teacher hosed the urinal with a thick jet of yellow urine.  The man sighed
happily, turning to face David as he shook the drops off the end of his
weight penis.  He let his shorts drop to the floor along with his
underwear, and wandered back into the office naked from the waist down.  He
sat down next to the surprised boy, who couldn't help but stare at the
teacher's mighty organ, and he blushed.

"We're going to have a shower in a minute" said Mr Charalambous, smiling.
"I don't see the need to put those dirty shorts back on again".  He sat
back in the chair, legs apart, the magnificent penis dangling proudly
between his legs.  "David, there's no point denying it, I know you're the
kind of boy who likes seeing men naked. I could tell by how you were
looking at me earlier in the week."  The man put his hand on David's knee,
as the boy blushed even deeper, and struggled to say anything.

"It's ok" the man said, deciding to take control.  "Why don't you join me,
and we'll get ready for a shower?"  He took off his shirt, and was fully
naked.  He sensed David hesitating, but then the boy quickly peeled off his
school uniform down to his undies.  As he took these, off, his little prick
stiffly at attention, the teacher picked them up off the floor.

"Hmmmm David, after that talk about hygiene the other day, this is pretty
interesting!" he said, pointing to a proud skid mark in the back the the
boy's underwear.

"I don't, I mean, well, I and to go to the toilet earlier today and..."
David mumbled, embarrassed, thinking the teacher would be put off by these
dirty items of clothing.

"Shhh sh it's ok David.  I have to tell the boys to keep clean, and that's
important, but this doesn't worry me at all.  I like it, actually" The
teacher smiled at him and brought the boy's underwear up to his nose, and
inhaled appreciatively.  "Mmmmm,, the smell of young boy's dirty bottom
certainly does it for me" he spoke, and David gland down to see the
teacher's large penis swelling into a massive erection, the glistening head
peeping through the foreskin.  The man nodded at the boy, and David slid to
his knees and took the teacher's dick into his mouth.

David was rewarded by the complex male sent of urine, smegma and stale
semen.  Despite the lesson in cleanliness earlier in the week, it was clear
Mr Charalambous didn't always practice what he preached.  David struggled
to fit the cock head in his mouth, and his small tongue expertly slid under
the man's foreskin, exploring for every taste and treasure he could find
beneath.  The man moaned with pleasure and stroked David's head as the boy
sucked him.  The shaft was really too much for David to accommodate in his
mouth, so after cleaning the head of the teacher's penis completely, he
transferred his attention to the man's balls.  They had been stewing and
sweating all afternoon, and David was rewarded by the smell and taste of
heady man musk.  The testicles were also too much for him to take in his
mouth, so he settled for teasing and nipping with his lips and tongue until
the man writhed with pleasure on the chair.  Being a gymnast, the teacher
was very flexible.  He lifted both legs up so they were hanging of the arms
of the chair, and lifted his hairy butt into the boy's face.  David knew
what to do.  Confronting him was the hairiest arse trench he had ever seen
or imagined.  The hair on the man's buttocks had been transformed into damp
curls from the sweat, and this thickened into a clumped mass of fur in the
midline.  David couldn't see the man's anus, but he could smell it.  The
man parted his buttocks with his hands, and David pressed his face into the
gap that was revealed.  He revelled in the dark, dank man stink, and soon
his nose touched the wrinkled, sticky opening of the teacher's anus.  Again
the man moaned with pleasure as David's tongue set to work exploring and
cleaning the man's crack.  The anus was no cleaner than the penis.  David
could smell and taste the bitterness of the adult male's shit, mixed with
his gamey sweat.  For David, this was heaven.  He licked and chewed until
the teacher's anal ring was no longer covered in its grimy fecal residue,
and by this stage both the man and the boy were panting with desire.

Mr Charalambous unfolded himself from the chair and broke off the boy's
oral embrace of his anus.  He lifted the boy easily onto his lap, stared
for a moment into his eyes, and kissed him gently on the lips.  His nose
detected the stench of his own filthy cock and arse on the boy' innocent
looking lips, and they tongue-kissed passionately, pressing their bodies
together.  The teacher pulled away from the boy and whispered to him:
"David, have you ever been fucked by a man?"  The boy nodded, his eyes
bright.  He had been, once.  Not by a penis as big as this, but he wanted
to try.  The man sensed his eagerness and willingness to try.  He carried
the boy out into the change room, and made him stand on the bench.

"First, I'm going to lick your ass like you licked mine, make you ready for
me David" the man said, lust thickening his voice.

"But sir...you saw my undies, I'm pretty dirty back there..." he protested.
"So was I son, and look how much you enjoyed it!"  laughed the man.
Brooking no more argument, he pushed the boy against the wall, spread his
tight white buttocks and inspected the hairless anus that lay within.  It
was filthy - David had not cleaned up too well, as boys often do, but the
teacher was happy to do this for him.  He savoured the scent of boy shit
and the milky sent of youthful skin, and he began licking and
tongue-fucking David's boy hole until the boy was squirming against the
wall, his little penis rock hard with the sensation of the man's tongue
spearing his most intimate parts.  After a few minutes of intensely
pleasurable rimming, the man reluctantly pulled his face from the boy's
ass.  His hole, still tight, was now clean, and it was begging for a fuck.
The teacher licked on this finger to moisten it, and gently inserted it
into the boy's anus until the sphincter relaxed.  Soon it was joined by
another finger, and then a third, until the man guessed the boy was dilated
enough to take his monster cock.  He pulled the fingers out, and sighed
with satisfaction to see them streaked with ass mucus and boy shit.  David
whimpered "Sir, I need to pee real bad!"  The teacher turned the boy back
to face him, and stood back a little.  "Piss on my cock, boy.  Get it wet
for your ass."  David groaned as urine jetted from his small but rock hard
erection.  He directed the flow toward the teacher's cock, and the man
laughed with delight as the boy's piss spattered on his cock and balls, and
soaked his public hair.  David shook off the last drops, and Mr
Charalambous lifted him down from the bench and placed him on the floor.
He lay the boy down, lifting him up slight so that his pelvis rested on the
man's thighs.  He positioned his cock, slick with the boy's saliva and
urine, at the boy's anal opening.

Very gently, the teacher pushed against the tight resistance of David's
sphincter, until the muscle relaxed and the boy's hole had engulfed the
flaring cock head.  This much accomplished, he pushed in further, inch by
inch, until most of the length of his cock was buried in the boy's rectum.
David wriggled his pelvis so he could take as much of the man's cock as
possible, and he could feel the tension of it filling his guts.  His hole
screamed, it was so stretched, but the pain was nothing compared to the
pleasure, and he grabbed the man's arms to make sure he did not pull out.
The teacher took the hint, and began slowly fucking the boy's ass, only
pulling out an inch or so, but deeply fucking him.  It was so tight, the
man had never been inside a tighter hole, the boy's muscles gripping his
cock like a tight, warm hand.  A rhythm was established, the man grunting
and the boy moaning gently as the cock did its business.  After a few
minutes they both realised that deeper penetration and a shift in position
was required.  Mr Charalambous pulled out his cock, and grinned to see it
slathered in boy mucus and streaked with brown.  He pushed David over onto
all fours, and placed his now shit-smeared cock at the boy's hole, which
was now similarly smeared and gaping.  In this position, he was able to get
his cock into the hilt.  He grabbed the boys hips, and starting fucking
hard, his piss soaked pubes rasping against the tender white skin.  He
grabbed the boy's shoulder with his left hand, and put the dirty, stinking
fingers of his right under David's nostrils.  David gasped and inhaled the
stench of his own rectum, as the man's cock thrust deeper and deeper into
his bowels.  As the pace picked up, David sensed the man was close.  He
took the fingers into his mouth and started sucking them.  The teacher
pounded even harder, and he too knew that orgasm was close.  The boy
sucking his dirty fingers was the trigger, and the man tensed, ready to
loosen his load.  He tried to hold on as long as he could, but the pleasure
was too intense.  He felt the initial spurts of semen from the head of his
cock, rapidly intensifying to hard shuddering blasts of cum that coated the
insides of the boy's rectum.  Panting heavily, the teacher pulled his still
stiff cock out of the boy's swollen hole, which released a potent gush of
semen mixed with bowel juices and tinged brown.  The stinking, gelatinous
mess slid down the shaft of the man's cock and onto his balls.  The teacher
turned David over, and kissed the boy passionately.  While they kissed, he
lubed his hand with the mix of semen and slime from the boy's cunt, and
grabbed his small, stiff penis.  Many and boy continued to kiss as the
teacher masturbated the boy to orgasm.  Shuddering, David's cock puked up a
tiny amount of boy cum, which mixed with the man's larger load covering his
hand, and their semen mingled together. Together they lay is a mess of
urine, sweat, ass juice and cum, kissing tenderly, until the cooling room
required them to finally have the long delayed shower.  Mr Charalambous
washed the boy tenderly, cleaning his tiny cock and tender bruised anus,
and they both got dressed for the drive home to his house.  Many and boy
stared at each other as they parted at this parents house, and David walked
gingerly into his home to let his parents know that he was fine.

Please let me know what you think davlow999@gmail.com