Date: Sun, 10 May 2015 19:31:52 +0000
From: Bruce Demosthenes <sourceskid@hotmail.com>
Subject: Can I fuck you? 9

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Students have three stairways they use to come and go from the flats.
There is a fourth staircase that can only be used in the event of a fire
and that is the one right next to my apartment and it is reserved only for
my use in non-emergency times.  Even though the three other staircases are
at the front of the school and thus nearer the chapel, I made my way down
the main hall and took my own staircase upstairs.

There were only four students in the buildings, well actually three as the
grade 12 prefect probably wasn't back yet, but I didn't want to face anyone
quite yet.  I had just sucked off a 13yo grade 9 boy, no that isn't
entirely correct, I had just had a threesome with two 13 years olds in of
all places the school chapel.

I had a quick thought about catholic priests having sex with boys in church
which made me feel even guiltier about what I had just done.  The Catholic
Church had to pay millions because of what those men had done.  It also
donned on me that both Liam and Justin were servers in the chapel (which is
probably why they thought to go to the chapel as a safe place to fool
around - in fact they probably did it all the time in there because with
two other roommates they can't have sex in their room).  Well at least I
wasn't the reverend, they weren't my altar boys, that would have been too
clich?, but they were nevertheless in my charge.

I stayed in my room until 10pm when I had no choice but to do my rounds.
When I stuck my head in Liam and Justin's room the two boys were sound
asleep.  I was thankful for that as I didn't want to face them.  They
looked so angelic in their bunk beds.  I couldn't believe that they had
been having sex with each other in the chapel, let alone had done it with
me.  Without realizing it I licked my lips when I glanced at Liam,
remembering the taste of his cum.

Heading back to my end of the hall I opened the door to Rob's room.  He was
in bed but the light was still on.

"It's lights out Rob," I said, as I clicked the switch off.

"I thought you would want to see what you are doing," Rob said, throwing
back the covers.  Even though I had turned the light off, there was enough
light to see he was naked in his bed and had just exposed his hard cock.

I thought about turning the light back on.  I really wanted to see Rob
naked and hard in full light.  But I was still feeling guilty over what I
had done with two grade 9 students, so I left it off and I simply went over
to the bed and knelt beside it.

The two beds in the room (2 students to a room in grade 10) were against
the same wall.  Rob had the one furthest in the room with his head against
the wall, so I was kneeling on his left side.

In the dim light I could see Rob grinning from ear to ear.  This boy looked
like a cherub, with a little remaining baby fat and dimples and wavy blond
hair.  I took the base of his cock in my left hand.  It was thicker than
Alec's, though a little smaller - which meant it was twice as thick as
Liam's though about the same length. I really wanted this cock in my mouth.

At this moment, Alec telling his roommate appeared to be a win-win.  Alec
got to come and go without having to hide it from his roommate (only the
rest of the school) and I got to suck Rob fine cock.  Suddenly I wished I
had left the lights on so I could truly commit it and his body to memory.
Now that I had my hand on it I wasn't going to get up (and while there were
only three other people in the school, two of whom I knew to be asleep and
with whom I had just had sex, a light might invite someone to open the door
and interrupt us).

I held Rob cock pointing up and lowered my mouth on it.  While thicker than
the other boys it fit perfectly in my mouth.  I lowered my hand from the
base of his shaft to his balls.  They were a nice size, bigger than Alec's,
which made me hope for a big load.

I began to bob my head up and down on his cock, applying pressure around
its 180? circumference with my mouth.  With my left hand I played with his
balls.  It didn't feel like there was any hair on them, though I suspect if
the light had been on I would have seen very fine blond peach fuzz.

After bobbing up and down on his cock and playing with his balls, I added
my right hand to the mix and began to explore his upper body.  The little
baby fat made his skin so soft and pliable.  I squeezed and kneaded his
skin, roaming all over him while I sucked and played with his balls.

I lost track of time.  Normally I don't like sucking cock for long but
something about the darkness and the fact this boy was lying naked on his
bed made me happy to go on and on, sucking and feeling his balls and his
upper body.

Eventually I felt Rob's balls pull closer to his body and that caused me to
increase the pace I was going up and down on his cock.  One hand just held
his balls and the other was on his lower abdomen resting on his small patch
of pubes (not fully grown in but enough) and pressed on his pelvic muscle
as I increased the speed and the suction even further.

"Here it comes bitch," Rob said, which shocked me, but did nothing to stop
my sucking.  I had worked for this cum and I desperately wanted it.

True to his warning his cock began to erupt in my mouth.  He shot
repeatedly and I kept encouraging him to shoot again by bobbing up and down
more (though not swallowing).  Eventually he tapped me on the shoulder to
let me know I could stop and I pulled off his cock.

I swirled my tongue around his cum which was fairly ample though not as
thick as I expected.

As if he knew what I was thinking Rob said "I got blown earlier by one of
my bitches."

I swallowed.

"You shouldn't use that term," I admonished him.

"Yea, sorry about calling you bitch sir," he said, though from his grin I
could tell he wasn't sorry.

"This isn't about me, it is about respect for women," I said.

"Does that mean it's ok to call you bitch," he asked, and even though it
was dark I could tell his grin was even wider.

Realizing I still had one hand on this 14 year old's balls and one on his
pubes, his load of cum working its way into my tummy, I accepted my moral
authority at this moment was non-existent.

I got to my feet and said, as stern and serious as I could muster, "good
night Rob."

"Good night sir."

While I could no longer see his face, I could tell from his voice he was
still grinning broadly.  He may have said 'sir', but in his mind he was
saying 'bitch'.  I probably shouldn't have done this.  I still have to
supervise this boy and make him do what he is told, not just to maintain
order on the floor, but to help mould him into a fine young man.

I crossed the hall to my room and quickly stripped and got in bed.  I
didn't even bother to check that Clifford, the grade 12 prefect, had come
back.

While I had been hard all the while I sucked Liam and sucked Robert I
didn't bother to jack off.  I had done so many things I shouldn't have.  I
just needed to go to sleep.

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