Date: Thu, 10 Jul 2014 13:51:14 +0000 (UTC) From: fiveholepunch@comcast.net Subject: Eighth Grade Jizz Pump Eighth Grade Jizz Pump It was Sam's idea. We all went along with it, but it was Sam's idea. Okay, maybe Jerry's, too. It didn't really make any sense when you thought about it, but we didn't think about it. We were horny all the time and Sam and Jerry's idea for jerking off in Ms. Reinhold's classroom really didn't encourage much in the way of thinking. Ms. Reinhold had that effect on all the boys that had her as a teacher. She had that effect on boys that didn't have her as a teacher. We got caught. Not in the act, but they figured out who did it. If I thought about it, I would've known that Sam and Jerry would never be able to keep from letting on what they did – what we did. Sam and Jerry would be the first suspects and it wouldn't have taken too much effort to figure out that if Sam and Jerry were involved then probably Kevin and William would've been involved as well. Out of those four, none of whom had a prayer of keeping that kind of secret, there was no way the Vice Principal Sauer could avoid finding out that I was involved, too. Boy, did I get in trouble. Boy, did we all get in trouble. It was kind of embarrassing coming back to school after we were suspended. I could tell most of the adults were thinking, "That was one of the boys that was involved in `that'" when they talked to me. The other eighth-grade boys teased us, more or less, and the eighth-grade girls, at best, looked down in askance and, at worst, gave a sneer of disgust. It took a few weeks for it all to die down. It wasn't really our fault. It's just that a janitor had forgotten to lock up Ms. Reinhold's room and Sam discovered it by accident. We'd hung around after school to play basketball and then we were all probably going to go over to Kevin's house to jerk off in his basement. Kevin's older brother had a stash of porn magazines in his bedroom and Kevin used to sneak some of them down to the basement for us to use. That was sort of the unspoken plan, but that changed after Sam went down the back hallway to get something from his locker. Sam came back to us in the gym in a high state of excitement. "Hey guys, guess what?" Sam said with somewhat of a lowered voice. We waited knowing that Sam would tell us without our asking. "The janitor left Ms. Reinhold's door open!" "Yeah, so what?" Jerry replied coolly, not seeing why that was such important news. We all didn't see why Sam was so excited by the fact that Ms. Reinhold's door being unlocked was such a big deal. "We could all sneak in there," Sam said conspiratorially. There was a pause. We really weren't that excited about going into a classroom that we went into every day. "We could look through her stuff," Sam broadly hinted, suggestively emphasizing the last two words. That sounded interesting, we all wanted to know any secret detail about Ms. Reinhold, but we all sort of knew that it was unlikely that Ms. Reinhold would leave anything like a bra or a set of her panties in the classroom closet. "Come on, guys," Sam pleaded, "Let's just go down and look around. There could be something good in there." "Okay, why not?" Jerry agreed. We all headed off down the back hall towards Ms. Reinhold's room which was at a far corner of the school. It was kind of a thrill sneaking around the nearly deserted school. When you're thirteen and fourteen years old, doing things you're not supposed to do with your buddies is pretty exciting. We looked around the hall to make sure that no one had seen us and then Sam showed us that the door was unlocked. We all snuck in. Once we were in there, there really wasn't much to see. "Let's look in the filing cabinets," William suggested, "maybe we can find answers to the next test." Some of the file drawers were open, but nothing was in there except a bunch of assignments for the rest of the semester. "Let's check out the closet, maybe there's something in there," Kevin offered as an alternative. We went over to look, but there really wasn't anything in there either. "How about her desk?" Jerry volunteered. Again there was nothing really interesting. "Hey, Sam. Why don't you sniff the seat of her chair?" Kevin joked. "Shut up, Kevin," Sam snapped back. We all laughed. Sam looked perturbed, his face reddened with embarrassment. We all knew Sam had a thing for Ms. Reinhold. Sam had to try really hard not to get a boner in class when Ms. Reinhold was walking around. And when Sam got a boner, there was no hiding it. "Why don't you rub your dick on her chair? That's the closest you're going to get to her pussy," Jerry wisecracked. We all laughed out loud at that one. "Shut up, Jerry!" Sam shot back, but even he had a laugh. William went up to the edge of Mrs. Reinhold's desk and started dry humping it. "Ohh! Ms. Reinhold, your pussy's so wet! Oh yeah, give it to me. You're gonna make me come." We all sort of gathered round her desk and faked humping it, making boisterous comments as we did, kidding Sam in the process. Jerry spoke in a high falsetto, "Oh, Sam! Give me that big piece of meat." "Yeah, like you wouldn't fuck her if you had a chance," was Sam's rejoinder. "Come on, Sam," we all encouraged, "show us how you'd do it." "Okay." Sam came up and grabbed Jerry and gave him a few quick thrusts. "Here it is. Is this what you want?" Jerry fought him off, calling him a fag. We all laughed. "Hey, guys. Why don't we jerk off here?" Kevin suggested. "We're just going to go to my house and do it anyway." "What? Like on her desk?" I asked incredulously. "No! Not on her desk you pervert! Like ... just somewhere in the room." We all looked around, giving it a quick thought. My cock was definitely chubbing up at the thought of seeing the other guys jacking in school. I think some of them were excited, too. "How `bout we do it in the back by the filing cabinets?" Jerry asked. "You guys wanna?" Kevin inquired leadingly. We all gave it about two seconds thought before agreeing heartily. "Yeah! ... Yeah, let's do it! ... This will be awesome!" We were all sort of rubbing ourselves in anticipation. "How are we going to do it?" Sam questioned. "We'll all stand back there and when it's time to shoot we'll do it on the side of the filing cabinets," Jerry explained. "Okay ... Yeah, that's how we'll do it! ... Cool!" We gathered around in the back of the room. I was already dripping in my underwear. I noticed a few the other guys looked halfway boned up. "Who's going to start?" William asked. "We'll all do it at the same time, but when it's time to shoot let's do it one at a time," Jerry suggested. We all went to work getting our cocks out. I unbuttoned my Levis and yanked my cotton jockeys down completely inside my jeans, hanging my half staff, cut cock out of my fly. Jerry was wearing Levis, too, so he hung his long cut cock out of his fly like I did. Kevin and William had on lacrosse shorts and boldly dropped them down around their ankles. Sam, who was the tallest by far, pulled his nylon track pants and boxers down far enough to release his cock and balls. "Let's think about fucking Ms. Reinhold," Kevin suggested. "Yeah! Good idea, Kevin," Jerry exclaimed, "let's pretend were doing her one after another!" I'm sure you can guess, since you're reading this story on Nifty that my interests weren't really thinking about Ms. Reinhold's assets, but more having the opportunity to see my friend's cocks and balls. I like to look at them soft and I like to look at them hard. I like jerking off looking at my friends doing the same. I like watching them come. Jerry's suggestion really got the other guys excited. "I'm gonna fuck her tits," William declared. He went to work on his stout cock. William was dirty blonde and so were his pubes. Even the skin tone of the shaft had sort of a light blonde quality to it. William was cut, but his cock head had a light lavender shade that wasn't much different than his shaft. "Yeah, you dirty dog! Titty-fuck her with your cock," Jerry said while jerking his five inches faster in his lust. "I'm going to let her suck mine first, before I get some of that wet pussy," Kevin declared. "Unnh, yeah!" Sam grunted probably thinking the same thing. Sam really had a thing for Ms. Reinhold. I really had a thing for Sam. Sam wasn't handsome; he had a square jaw and a pug nose. Sam was a basketball player basically because he was 6'3" in eighth-grade. Sam had really long legs, but his upper body, his chest, still wasn't fully developed. There was something else, however, that had developed; that was Sam's cock. Sam's thick cock hung down over four inches; the curved helmet flared out perfectly. It was the biggest cock in the eighth grade. When Sam got hard his rod stood out from his dark pubes nearly seven inches. I wanted to suck Sam's cock, but Sam was hopelessly heterosexual. I settled for watching him jerk it. Sam was using one hand; he could've easily used two. He alternated between his left and right every so often. Sam also alternated between slowly sliding his hand back and forth in the traditional jacking method with a kind of twisting motion that turned the veiny skin on his shaft. Sam's nuts weren't quite in proportion to his prodigious penis, but they were still bigger than every other guy's cock I had seen for real and not on some web site. "Gee, I want to tap her ass," Jerry declared, his voice shaking with sexual excitement, but mostly from the rate at which he was flogging his log. There were grunted "yeahs" of agreement as all five of us stood around jacking our cocks. I was in heaven as I looked around at all that teen meat on display. My nuts contracted, the hairs brushed stiffly against my pinky as I stroked. The tip of my cock was dripping and the slipperiness added to the impending rush as I felt the tingle starting in my taint. I tried to restrain myself because I wanted to see as many of my pals come as possible, but I didn't think I could hold on too much longer. Normally, Jerry is the quickest in our group to blow his wad, but not this time. "I'm ready to shoot," Kevin declared. Kevin certainly looked ready. Kevin's cock wasn't that long, just a little more than four inches to be honest, but he had an absolutely vertical erection. Seriously, it had to be the hardest and straightest cock in the eighth grade and that's saying something. Kevin didn't have that much pubic hair, just a little dark beard above his cock that was almost completely hidden when he was hard. Kevin's balls were almost hairless, but his sack appeared a very, very rosy reddish brown, especially when he was boned up. This fiery redness could be traced straight up that weird thin line that every guy has to his pointy purple cockhead, while halfway up his shaft, his cutline, a more brownish colored ring, exactly bisected Kevin's boner. It looked like the crosshairs of a gun sight. Kevin frantically shuffled over to the filing cabinets in hurried short steps due to the lacrosse shorts at his ankles. "It's coming ... It's coming guys!" Kevin announced with boyish excitement. Even though he tried to bend his boner, Kevin shot pretty much straight up, missing the cabinets completely. His watery jizz jetted impressively two or three feet upwards before falling on the gray linoleum. I had stopped jerking myself to watch Kevin, but I was, at most, a dozen strokes away from coming. I was going to quickly step up and finish so I could make sure to see Sam blow his load, but Jerry beat me to it. "I gotta shoot! Get outta the way, Kevin." Kevin stumbled backwards, I thought he might fall over his dropped shorts, but he made it out of Jerry's path, but just barely. Jerry's nuts were right up next to the root of his prick which jutted out at a sharp angle above his red plaid boxers. His black curly pubes frizzed as Jerry's whole groin contracted. He thrust himself forward on his tip toes as he jerked the first spurt out towards the beige metal of Ms. Reinhold's filing cabinets. "Uhhhinngghhh!" Jerry groaned painfully. Jerry's buttocks tightened. He held his breath as he watched the tip of his dick erupt with four blasts of spunk that arced out to hit the bottom of the flat metal cabinet before Jerry gasped out. "Oh, fuck yeah!" "Take that load!" Jerry was obviously referring to Ms. Reinhold in his swaggering revelry. Finished, he swung back around. "Yeah, that's how you give her what she wants guys! Who's next?" After a moment's hesitation, Sam stepped up. I held my iron-hard rod and tried to keep myself from coming in order to watch. Sam's cock didn't get as vertically erect as the rest of us because of its size; it sort of stuck straight out when totally hard. Also, when Sam jerked his pole he would wiggle it up and down like it had a hinge at the base. Sam was as boned up as I had ever seen him. "Give Ms. Reinhold that cock, Sam," Jerry encouraged lasciviously. "Uhnhh ... yeah," Sam grunted. "Shove it deep into her wet pussy!" William added, vicariously excited. "Yeah, fuck her!" Kevin cheered in his high pitched voice. Sam stroked with greater fervor, giving low guttural grunts of pleasure. The bulging veins stood out on his shaft. His cockhead was dark and glistening. I wanted to taste it, to suck it. "I'm gonna ... I'm gonna ..." And he did. "Uhh ... Uhhh ... Uhhnngghh!" S-spurt. S-s-spurt. S-spurt. Watching Sam's angry, flared glans pump rope after rope of copious cream had my head, make it both heads, ready to explode. I couldn't wait. "Let me get in there," I urgently demanded, referring to the area right next to the cabinet. I wanted to shoot my load on top of Sam's and see it mix together. I grabbed and jerked and came. "Gggnnggh! Unngggh! Unnggh!" My nuts were so tight the skin was totally contracted in deep ridges; they burned as I ejaculated. My rigid rod was like a cannon rapidly firing burst after burst. My scuzz hit the dripping flat metal with three shots before the last few landed short. I tried to watch my gloppy discharge chase Sam's runny mess as I caught my breath, but I was interrupted by William demanding my hasty retreat. "C'mon, move! I gotta stroke one out," William insisted. I stepped aside, next to the bulletin board, trying not to step in the accumulated splooge near my feet in the semi-dark room. William waddled up, trying to get near the cabinets without dragging his shorts in the mess. I held my still rigid erection and watched William handle his stout boyhood. It was so fat around the middle that William used an extremely underhanded grip. William looked kinda crazed; his blue eyes were wide, dancing with horniness. His chest rose and fell as he huffed and snorted in his excitement. His cockhead was purple and thick. A clear fluid ran down from the slit. "Inhh ... Inn ... Uhh ..." We all felt the ardent intensity in William's moans. Jerry spontaneously called out, "Pound that pussy, Billy, make her come!" "Innnhhh!" William whined, redoubling his efforts. "Fuck her! Fuck her hard!" That sent William over the top. "I'm coming!" William shoved his hips forward, froze for a second and then gave single, hard jerks in time with his pulsing orgasm. He loosed his seed. It came forth in short, thick white gushes. "Gnnthh! ... Ghhhnth! ... Uhh ... Ohhh! ... Uhnnth ... Uhgnth ..." "All right!" Jerry exclaimed enthusiastically at Billy's noisy climax. "Fuhhck! That was good!" And we all sort of added our congratulations, "Yeah! ... Good one, Billy ... Nice!" William gave a proud smile. Then he shook a few runny drips off his hand and reached down to pull his shorts up, barely covering his bulging cock. I was still rock hard and it took me a moment or two to stow my boner back in my underwear and button up my jeans. After putting our cocks back in our pants we took a moment to admire our seminal achievement. Jerry smeared some of the jizz puddle around on the gray linoleum floor of the Ms. Reinhold's classroom with the tip of his shoe. "That's a mess of jizz for sure," Jerry observed. There was a general affirmation, "Yeah, it is ... Yep ... I'll say!" "Wow, you can really smell the spluge," I commented genuinely impressed, but with a glimmering spark of nervousness at what we had done. And you could smell it, the fresh semen of five teenage boys. "C'mon, let's go," Jerry exclaimed with some urgency. Now that our lust had been satisfied we were all a trifle anxious about being caught in Ms. Reinhold's room. We left with clumsy haste, William and I were still pretty boned and the others were still jacked up, so to speak, with the excitement of having done something forbidden. If we were trying to sneak out quietly we failed miserably; fortunately there was no one around to observe our noisy retreat. We joked around nervously outside the school about our shared adventure in jizz pumping, but I think it began to dawn on us that pungent puddles of dried semen in a classroom likely wouldn't go unnoticed. And it didn't. The next day it took about two class periods before Sam's name came up and he was called to the office. My name didn't get called until after lunch, but I knew it was coming. I didn't enjoy my barf burger much that day waiting for my doom. 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