Date: Sun, 16 Apr 2006 20:00:21 +0200
From: Chaim B. <bchaim@hotmail.com>
Subject: Chris my Teacher, part 3

Chris my Teacher
Part 3
By Chaim (bchaim)
Amsterdam, The Netherlands.

bchaim@hotmail.com

(M/t, adult-youth, first time, mast, oral, anal)

The following story contains graphic sexual language and actions between an
adult male and a minor. He is a teen but still a boy. If material of this
nature offends you, PLEASE do not read any further. Please note that you
must be of legal age, where you live, to read this story. This is a work of
fiction!
Dutch is not my mother tongue, sorry for any mistakes.

Comments and suggestions are very welcome at bchaim@hotmail.com

Happy Pesach! Happy Easter!

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Characters:
Jeff (me)	15, a young confused teen,
Chris	23, my History teacher.

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The last lines
of the second part
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"You show the right attitude, good boy. This way our deal will work. You
will show up tomorrow, remove all your clothes except for your white boxers
in the hall. Walking around in my house you will be my little shadow. You
will be always within touching distance of me, unless I tell you otherwise.
Go home now, my boy, don't worry. I will call your parents and tell them you
need a lot of tutoring and besides that I offered you a job on Saturday in
my garden."

I got dressed. I learned my parents were delighted and they told him they
appreciated it very much, taking his time with me and if I needed more
tutoring he had their totally support.

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Part 3
Friday
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I had a restless night again. I thought about his words, calling me his gay
boy. Deep inside I knew he was right. I slept like a little angel after a
good jerk off session; I dreamed about Chris, his house and all the things
we did together.
Waking up I was relaxed and I took a long shower which was interrupted by my
little brother. David is always a pain in the ass. I dressed in my room into
my white Nike shorts and a `dry-fit' black T shirt, size M, it falls wide. I
took breakfast and went to school on my bike.

School was pretty normal. Friday in class Chris told me that I had a
tutoring session after school. I had to meet him in his class after school
and we biked
to his home. I followed him in and admired his ass moving in his tight faded
jeans. I started towards the couch and Chris stopped me taking my shoulders
in his strong hands. He said,
"Boy, you look good this way, but you have already forgotten the rules of
the House."

I looked puzzled at him and he said,
"Remember, boy! I told you, your clothes go there,"
and he pointed to the floor by the front door.
I said with a red face,
"Sorry, sir! I forgot your words for a moment."

I took off my white Nike shorts and black T shirt, but --of course-- left my
white boxers on. I stood there nearly naked and he told me,
"Never say `sorry' again Jeff boy, just remember the rules or expect a
proper punishment. I will never hit you, but I can make things nasty for
you. Now, boy, we head to my bedroom, so we could start the tutoring. You
will spent the next three hours learning how to suck my huge cock and to
swallow my hot manly cum."

Chris let me stand in front of him and he sat down on his bed, his strong
hairy legs wide apart, just dressed in his tight white briefs, a strange
shiver went trough my little body.
"Look at my big cock, boy. You will learn now to be a real good little
cocksucker. Kiss the cotton of my white briefs, make the out line of my cock
wet with your tongue. Don't be shy, we both know you want this."

I nodded my head and willingly dropped to my knees between his strong hairy
legs and he pulled my face to his cotton covered crotch. I loved the musky
manly smell and wondered or he wear them all day. I felt in a strange way
dizzy. In reflex I licked, kissed and sucked the soft cotton of his white
briefs, till his briefs were really soaked and wet.
Chris was stroking my blond long hair and groaned,
"Good boy."

I could feel he became rock hard under my tongue. I paid special attention
to his cock head and could smell and taste his pre-cum. This was my boys
heaven! I could do this for ever. Chris groaned and pressed his cock against
my face. I could tell he liked my efforts and it made me feel very proud.

After some time he took my mouth away and dropped his briefs in one move. It
was still a little bit strange, but I was very disappointed.
Chris' cock swayed in front of my boy face. I looked at him and admired his
body and rock hard cock.
"Good, boy, we will be very good fuck buddies and I know you want my cock as
I want you. My huge cock will be always there. Give a good slow deep blow
job, boy. Show me how much you like your master's boner."

I hesitated for a second but went down on his huge cock. I licked the
exposed knob and ran my tongue over his piss slit. Chris groaned out loud
and said,
"Good boy, take it in your hungry little mouth."

I did my best but didn't succeed.
"You will learn how to give me a slow deep blowjob very soon, boy."

Chris went on his bed, leaning back on the pillow, I admired his erection in
silence,
"Come here, Jeff!"

In a flash I was lying next to his big nude body. I started to run my hand
slowly up his hairy leg. I got higher and moved my fingers to his inner
thigh and stroked his hairy skin. I started to fondle and squeeze his balls.
I thought this was great! Chris didn't stop me.
I nettled down against him with my head close to his cock. Chris groaned,
"Good boy, first suck on my balls."

I licked his balls and tried to suck them in.
"Relax, boy, take your time. Try it on my cock."

I flicked my tongue over his cock head. It throbbed and pulsed against my
lips and I tasted the pre-cum at the tip of his now wet cock. Chris tried to
push it into my mouth.
I was afraid to lose my boy load right on his warm skin. It swelled in his
talented stroking fingers. Slowly he entered my mouth.
"Take my cock, boy, taste it, feel it. Suck my whole cock. You can do it! It
feels good doesn't it? Suck on it, suck my huge cock, boy. Show me you are a
good boy, eager to learn."

I pushed my lips down and slowly took his cock in, he shoved several inches
of his giant cock into my wide open mouth and my throat. Chris laughed and
said,
"Boy, I was sure you could do it!"

I worked up and down on his cock, up and down, sucking him till he let out a
deep shout and I tasted his first spurt on my tongue.
He kept fucking my lips, pumping more shots of his ball juice onto my
tongue. I didn't want him to stop! I needed it all!
I swallowed and swallowed taking his load into my belly. Finally Chris
pulled his cock out. I licked him clean and tasted the drops I missed.
"Wow, boy, stop! I'm a little sensitive now."

We lay together naked, I was pressed against his side, licking the warmth
and sweat from his skin. I felt so good, I moved my head to his wide chest
and started to lick his sensitive nipples. I felt a strange sense of pride
for having sucked him off. Chris whispered to me,
"Jeff, my boy, you get a little reward. Why don't you bring that little hard
boy cock up here and do your own thing on my hairy chest?"

He had me straddle his stomach and I began stroking my slippery cock. He
said smiling up to me,
"Give me a shower, boy. Do it! I want to feel your boy juice everywhere. Aim
your cock and shoot your load on my hairy chest."

Just a few strokes looking at him brought me off. My boy cum hit him square
at his chin. Another landed on his lips, several blast followed on his neck
and cheeks. Not on his hairy chest, like he told me. In some seconds his
face was wet with my boy cum.
Chris was not angry at all. He gave a grin and just said,
"Clean it up with your tongue, my boy!"

I never tasted my own stuff before, so I was hesitant to do so. I had no way
out so licked his face clean, swallowing my own boy cum. Chris kissed me
gently and we shared my cum. It was the first time he did so.
We laid down together and I nearly drifted off.

Chris went up and put his white briefs and jeans back on and ordered me to
stay naked. Chris glanced at his watch and said,
"Wow, it is running late."

We moved to the kitchen and he made a salad, doing so Chris said,
"Let's see how well your learned to suck my cock."

Chris unzipped his jeans and took his cock out. He told me,
"Take care of my cock, boy."

I dropped to my knees on the kitchen floor and started sucking him off. Just
when he started to cum he removed his cock from my mouth. I started to move
up but Chris put his hand on my neck and held my head steady. His load hit
my smooth boy chest and face, spurt after spurt. It dripped from my body and
his cock to the kitchen floor.
He smiled and ordered me, "Boy, lick your face and skin clean as much as
possible. Do the floor as well it is very clean here and you can't leave a
messy place."

I cleaned my body as good as possible, licked his floor and forgot all my
hesitations. Chris looked at my movements and I could see he was happy.
Chris let me stand up and he slipped his cock back into his tight faded
jeans.
I called my parents I needed to do another chapter from my text book. I got
permission to stay as long as needed.
Chris winked at me and played with my nipples when I made my call. My cock
was rock hard in a flash and I couldn't concentrate on my Mom's words
anymore. My breath became irregular and I gave her a quick,
"Bye Mom!"
and switched my mobile off.

Chris kissed my fore head and said,
"Dinner time, Jeff. Next session I will bring a real difficult text book
from my study, `Out of the closet, into the streets; gay youth in the
Netherlands', so you have something to do when I cook you supper."

I looked at him with sparkling eyes and nodded my head,
"Can I read that?"

"Of course you can! Well about our supper, we eat healthy, you teens get
heavy and fat real fast."

We ate the a steak and salad together and it was a strange feeling to do so
butt naked and exposed.
"Good boy, have a shower."

I walked to the shower and Chris followed me into his bathroom. He acted
like a was a little kid. He warmed the water to the right temperature and
slapped my white exposed as pushing me in. Chris washed me all over, telling
me,
"Dear Jeff, you don't know, but I like you very much! You are a beautiful
boy and I will take good care of you."

I accepted his words with a big smile, I managed to say,
"Oh, man, Chris, you are very important for me. It is all new and sometimes
hard to understand, you know. I think...
I think you are right, I think I really want to be your little gay boy."

The words were still in the air when I started crying. Chris didn't care
about his jeans he pressed my little teen body into his and hugged me close.
He simply stepped into the shower and I stood there my face pressed into his
huge naked chest.
"Good boy, Jeff, don't be afraid. I will protect you. Cry out, shout, spent
your tears. It is always okay. Boy, share your real feelings, nothing is
wrong with that."

He stroked my shoulders and long blond hair and continued,
"Smile sometimes. Smile sometimes for me, I want to be your friend; I have a
strong body but I have a little heart. I melt if you smile at me, my boy."

After a while I was able to relax again. I looked at him and kissed his
lips. The kiss I will never forget. I kissed him, my own free will, my own
affection, my own gay feeling.
We shared my kiss and I felt happy again.
Chris stepped from the shower and stripped from his wet jeans and briefs. He
went in naked and started to wash me again. He took great care of my cock
and balls and gave my ass cheeks a real work-out, kneading them. His hand
went into my crack and I knew I wanted this. Chris' little finger played
with my virgin boy hole. My cock was very hard again and I groaned against
his powerful chest.
"Jeff, you are the best, ride your cock against my upper leg, feel the hairs
on my skin against your cock. Give me your boy load, Jeff. Do it for me.
This time I need it, boy"

All hesitation was gone. I stepped to him, my strong mature friend and
pressed myself into him, riding his hairy leg like a horny puppy, like his
little boy. It was so great to feel him. I groaned out loud, shouting,
"Oh, my Chris, CHRIS!"

He stroked my long blond hair and pressed my face against his hairy chest. I
fucked his leg like a young little animal in heat.

"Oh fuck!"
I whispered into his chest. I came hard,
"Oh fuck!"

A violent orgasm hit my little body. It was so intense, so good, Chris had
to hold me.

"Yes!"
Blast of my boy cum hit his hairy leg, washed away by the running water.
Chris took good care of my spent body, dried me with a large white towel and
got me on my feet again. He kissed my lips,
"Now, Jeff get dressed and move that ass. We had the best sex ever, a lot of
emotions, take your time. Get plenty of rest tonight and leave that cock
alone. You will not jack off, understand? You keep your hands above your
covers. Don't tell me tomorrow you forgot. You will get plenty of exercise
tomorrow."

I got into my clothes. It was not a long ride but it was dark by the time I
was at home.

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