Date: Mon, 11 Jan 2010 16:48:52 -0600
From: Dan B <danb1969@gmail.com>
Subject: Gym Class and My Gym Teacher - 2

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So there is was the weekend and for the first time I was actually looking
forward for Monday to come around so I could go to school.  Now I have to
admit I had to jack off several times this weekend while thinking about
Mr. Patey in the shower.  I just could not get that vision of him naked
jacking his cock off in the shower and wondering if I will be able to see
that again.

There is was Monday and I was back in gym class.  We were all sitting there
has Mr. Patey took role.  I could not help but stare at him.  He had on
sweats and a wife beater t-shirt today which showed his hairy chest.  His
cock was still going down his leg and all I could think about is I know
what that cock looks like.  Since this was all going on in my head I felt
my cock starting to get hard so I had to change my thinking before anybody
saw it.

Soon role was over and Mr. Patey said, "Well today boys we are going to
learn how to wrestle."  Several of the guys moaned once they heard that but
I thought cool, being able to hold a hot guy and have his cock in your
face, now that sounds like fun.  So Mr. Patey asked for a volunteer so he
could show us some of the proper positions.  Of course I was the first one
to raise my hand.  Mr. Patey looked at me and said, "Alright Mr. Baxter
come on down."  Mr. Patey always called us by our last name.

I went down to the mat and Mr. Patey told me how to position myself on the
mat.  Then he kneeled down and put one hand on my arm wrapped his other
around my waist and laid his chest on my back.  I have to say that when I
felt his touch I thought please do not get a hard on.  He began to explain
to the class a few things and then he flipped me over onto my back and
climbed on top of me.  There it was his cock resting against my chest.  I
thought I was going to pop a hard on right there in my shorts.

He got off of me and had me get into few more positions to show the guys
some other moves.  Then he had us pair up into groups.  I paired up with my
friend Kevin, now Kevin was cute but no Mr. Patey.  Kevin and I practiced
what Mr. Patey showed us and every once in awhile Mr. Patey would come over
and help us as well as the other guys in class.  Finally class was over and
he told us to head to the locker room.  Mr. Patey came over and padded me
on the shoulder and said, "You did well out there Mr. Baxter, would you
mind helping me put the mats up."  I looked at him and replied, "No not at
Mr. Patey."  Anytime I could spend seeing more of him was fine with me.

Finally we had all the mats put away and we were heading into the locker
room.  I headed to my locker to change my clothes.  I was down to my
underwear when I heard the showers kick on.  Now I knew that the only two
people in the locker room were me and Mr. Patey, so again I walked over to
the same opening as I did on Friday.  There I was standing in my briefs and
peeking my head around the corner to get a glimpse of Mr. Patey again.

There he was naked with the water running down his hairy body.  He began to
lather up his body and then he moved down to his cock.  As I stood there
and watched him taking a shower I could feel my own cock begin to get hard
in my underwear.  Then he did it he started to stroke his soapy hard cock.
I could not take it so I slide my underwear down and began to stroke my
cock with the same rhythm as Mr. Patey.  I thought to myself I will let my
load go when he does.  There I stood stroking my cock and watching
Mr. Patey it was like a dream come true.

Before I knew it there was Mr. Patey moaning and shooting his cum load all
in the shower, it did not take me but a second after that and I was
shooting my cum load into my underwear.  Once I finished I knew I had to
get dressed and get out of there before I got caught.  So I hurried back to
my locker put my clothes on, threw my cum soaked underwear in my bag and
headed to the door.  As I was coming around the corner I ran smack into
Mr. Patey, my face hit his slightly wet hairy chest and I dropped my bag.
When I knelt down to pick it up I saw that he had a towel wrapped around
his waist and that he still had a little bite of bulge underneath the
towel.

Mr. Patey helped me up and looked at me and said, "Well Mr. Baxter I did
not know you were still in the locker room.  What were doing in here boy?"
I looked at him and said, "Nothing Mr. Patey just changing my clothes so I
could go home.  Mr. Patey looked at me and said, "I hope that was all you
were doing."  Then he padded me on the shoulder and said, "I will see you
tomorrow."  I have never run so fast out of a locker room as I did at that
very moment.

All the way home all I could think about was how am I going to be able look
at him tomorrow.  I know he must know or he has an idea that I was watching
him in the shower.  I thought to myself he is really going to have it in
for me now what am I going to do for the rest of the year in class.
Finally when I got home, I walked into my room, threw my bag on the bed and
started to look for my underwear so I could put them in the dirty clothes.
I could not find them.  I thought to myself oh no I hope they did not fall
out when I dropped my bag, what if Mr. Patey found them and picked them up.
The fear really began to set in, so I laid down and my bed and began to
think of what I was going to tell Mr. Patey tomorrow if he brought up me
being in the locker room or if he wanted to give me back my underwear.