Date: Sun, 5 Sep 2010 08:15:33 -0500
From: Robert Fox <newauthor59@hotmail.com>
Subject: Mr. Peterson and Mr. Outstate Part 3

Mr. Peterson and Mr. Outstate Part 3

AND Mr. Martinelli

By newauthor59@hotmail.com

This story consists of rimming, oral and anal sex between a teenager and
adult males.  Steve a white slutty cum bucket friend of mine gave me the
incentive to share those fantasies that are hidden deep within me.

I locked the Club house up and Mr. Martinelli and I headed towards his
truck.  It was dark so he had to drive very slowly as not to run off the
dirk road and hit a tree.  Mr. Martinelli looked at me smiled and said, Say
Robby, do you think I join your club?  I reached between his legs and
rubbed his bulge, smiled at him and said you sure can; he smiled and placed
him hand over mine, Robby, what was it like to suck my dick?  It was the
most wonderful thing in the world sir; you taste so good and it feels good
in my mouth and it belongs to you sir; you gave me permission to do what I
wanted with the most private parts of your body and that is an honor. More
like you took what you wanted hey son!  I smiled and moved my head down to
his crotch and kissed his covered cock, and then I took his hand and moved
it to my bulge and held my hand over his.  Mr. Martinelli stopped his truck
and started to pull his hand back, but I held it in place looking at him
with pleading eyes, he didn't move his hands for a while, then he began to
rub the palm of his hand over my now very hard cock and down to my soft low
hanging balls.  Feels nice Robby, real hot hard and soft at the same
time. Please squeeze me sir; I closed my eyes ahhhhhh yea like that sir,
your hands feel so good.  I opened my eyes to see him very close to me
staring at my facial expression.  I grabbed him by the back of his head and
pulled him into a hot tongue fighting kiss.  He has one of the longest
tongues that I have had to this day.  He pulled away, kissed me on the
forehead, we gotta get you home Robby; he turn the ignition and started to
drive.

Say Robby; you know that bed frame in the attic that you were admiring?
Yes sir, well it is yours if you want it.  Oh sir, I would love it.  What
time are you out `a church.  About noon sir, why don't I meet youse at the
club house say, twelve-thirty?  That would be great sir.

We rode in silence until we got to my house.  I jumped out of his truck and
said, see you tomorrow Mr. Martinelli; I rushed into the house.  Is that
you Robby?  Yes mom; what is your hurry?  Got to use the bathroom mom.  I
ran into the bathroom and locked the door.  I washed my face and brushed my
teeth, my underwear felt wet so I removed my pants and underwear and was
shock to see Mr. Martinelli's cum mixed with blood in the seat.  I filled
the sink with cold water and began to scrub my shorts between my two hands;
the blood was not coming out.  I looked into the medicine cabinet and found
some hydrogen peroxide and rubbing alcohol, and then I found some Clorox
underneath the sink.  I mixed all three together, almost passing out from
the fumes and scrubbed them until the red stain turned a light brown.

I ran my fingers over my ass crack and it was very sore and had began to
swell, when I looked at my fingers, I saw traces of blood.  When
Mr. Peterson fucked me last week I didn't bleed but I was very sore and a
nice hot bath felt good then so why not now. .  I yelled out to my mom that
I was sore and stank and that I was going to take a bath.  She was talking
on the telephone but she yelled back ok and told me to put my dirty clothes
in the washer, I wrapped a towel around me and hurried and took my clothes
to the washer.  It was full, so I stuffed them in, put washing powder in
and started the machine. I ran the water in the tub as hot as I could stand
it and sat down in it and began to wash my body.  As my ass hole relaxed I
could feel Mr. Martinelli's cum seeping out of my hole, I rubbed my hands
on the bruised area and sure enough I could feel the slime as it ran out of
me.  I was upset, I wanted to keep it in me as long as possible but it was
not to be.  I laid back and started reminiscing about my day and I got hard
all over again. I washed my body being very careful not to hurt my already
sore ass and then I soaked until the water began to get cold.  I pulled the
plug to let the water run out of the tub, stood and dried myself off
watching Mr. Martinelli's sweet seed run down the drain.

My grandfather had given my parents this concoction that he had made up
that would cure snake bites, cuts, burns, you name it, it was suppose to
help swelling to go down and numb the affected area.  It was very greasy
and cool to the touch; I put it in and around my hole and got into bed.
The next morning I felt good, my ass was still a little sore, but the
medicine that my grandfather made up worked wonders.  I knew that my mom
would be calling soon, so I got up and went into the bathroom and then got
dressed for church and went down for breakfast.  My mom commented on how
sound I had slept, my dad said that it was all the hard work and that he
was proud of me.  I was setting there thinking that I would see
Mr. Martinelli today and began to get hard.  My mom snapped me out of my
daydreaming when she put a plate of bacon, eggs, grits and home made
biscuits in front of me.

When church was over, I hurried home changed clothes grabbed my books and
told my mom that I was going to my club house to study.  She just smiled
and said ok son.  Dinner is at five, don't be late.  Ok mom and off I went.
Mr. Martinelli was setting on the step on my club house when I approached.
He waved his hand, hey Robbie!  I ran up to him and put my arms around his
waste, hugged him tight and said hey Mr. Martinelli.  I unlocked the door
and we went inside, he hugged me, took my chin in his hand and kissed me on
the mouth.  I parted my lips and felt his long, long tongue as it invaded
my mouth.  Since you are going to be a member Mr Martinelli, I want to show
you my secret room.  Secret room Robbie?  Yes sir, follow me.  I lead him
into the kitchen area pulled the small table away from the wall and lifted
rug underneath it and there was a door that pulled upwards and ladder
below.  I went down the ladder first and once I reached the bottom, I
yelled up for him to come on down.  I looked up at Mr Martinelli as he came
down and my mouth watered as his ass got closer to me.  He stepped off the
ladder and looked around the room.  This is a great room Robbie.  Yea, when
you said that I could have the bed frame that you had in the addict, I
thought that this would be the perfect place to put it.  Sure would Robbie,
it's in the truck, let's bring it in.  We brought the frame in and put it
together.

You know Robbie, we are just gonna have to get you a mattress huh?  That
would be great sir.  I was getting ready to climb the ladder back up to
when Mr. Martinelli came from behind and put his arms around me, he moved
his left hand to my right nipple rubbing two fingers back and forth, and
his right hand to my crotch squeezing my now rock hard cock; he then pulled
me back so tight against him I could feel his huge bulge against my ass and
whispered in my ear.  Robbie, you make me feel so good, I wanta have you
some more.  Can we do what we did yesterday Robbie; oh yes sir, you make me
feel so good sir.  When I got home Robbie, I went to the bath room to clean
up and saw some blood on my dick.  Did I hurt you Robbie?  Its ok now sir.
I wanna see Robbie, can I see it to make sure?  Yes sir!  Climb the ladder
Robbie we will check it out upstairs.  When we got upstairs I pulled my
pants down and bent over the couch so that Mr. Martinelli could take a look
at my ass.  He got on his knees and spread my ass cheeks apart, Oh Robbie
it is red and puffy; then he ran his fingers over my hole, do it hurt son?
Just a little sir.  It`s swollen Robbie; Then I felt something wet and hot
on my puffy hole and realized that Mr. Martinelli was licking my hole. I
began to moan and then I felt his tongue stiffened and slid right in side.
You taste a good Robbie; this is betta than eating my wife's pussy.  Oh
sir, your tongue feels so good ummmmmm.  I gotta idea; take off your
clothes Robbie.  I started to undress and so did Mr. Martinelli and I could
not stop staring at his hairy body.  Lie on the floor Robbie; I did as he
said and he straddles my body with his hairy ass facing me and that
beautiful cock and balls lying on my face. He grabbed my legs, put them
under his arms pulling my ass up towards him, then he leaned forward and
shoved his tongue back into my hole penetrating me even deeper this way; it
felt so good that I screamed and then took his long hard cock into my mouth
and in the position that he was in, it slid down my throat almost choking
me. I could feel his foreskin as it slid back and forth as he fucked my
mouth while eating my boy cunt.  I looked up at his hairy ass and knew that
what I wanted to do; I pulled his cock from my mouth and pulled his ass
back toward my mouth and began to tongue him.  Oh yea Robbie, eat me son
aaaaahhh.  Mr Martinelli then dove back down on my ass and began to chew on
the swollen lips and that sent me right into orbit.  I could hear him
moaning and making chewing noises as if he was eating his dinner.  I gotta
have some now Robbie, can I fuck you son?  Oh, yes sir, please fuck me.  He
grabbed the cushions from the couch, opened the door to the secret room and
threw them down, let's do it down in your secret room Robbie.  I jumped up
and went down the ladder first and watched him as he came down; when his
feet touched the bottom I wrapped my arms around him from behind and
started twisting his nipples as I tongued and nibble on his ear then I
kneeled down and spread the cheeks of his ass and began to licking his
hairy hole again.  You like my hairy ass huh Robbie? slurp, slurp,
ummmmmmmm yes sir.  Mr. Martinelli pulled away from me, grabbed the
cushions and lined them up; he then grabbed me by the head and pulled me
into a long tongue fighting kiss... you are so handsome son, come lay with
me.  I laid down on the cushions and he laid on top of me, I could feel his
hairy chest against my smooth one and his huge cock was pressed against
mine, he began to kiss me again more aggressive t his time taking my breath
away.  I wrapped my legs around his waste pulling him closer to me.  He
started to grinding into me, I could feel his dick slide back and forth
over my swollen ass lips making me harder than I have ever been; kissing me
on the nose, then each eye and then he shoved his long hot tongue into my
ear driving me crazy.  Fuck me sir, please FUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCK
MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE I screamed.  He raised up and pushed my legs upwards and
slid his tongue back into my aching hole; then I felt something cool being
inserted in me, he must have notice the look on my face.  Don't worry
Robbie, its lube, I don't wanna hurt you son.  He then slid two of his
fingers inside of me making sure that I was lubed well.  He rubbed some on
his cock and then lowered my legs and I again wrapped them around his waste
just as he was sliding his huge cock in me.  My eyes rolled back into my
head, my mouth opened and all I could do was to scream his name.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh Mr. Martinelli, please fuck me hard sir.  He started
nibbling on my ear and then he moved to my tits and took the left one into
his mouth and started chewing on it as he picked up speed and pounded my
ass hard and fast, o fuck Robbie, you make a old man feel so good.  You'se
got one hot pussy my boy and I am going to fuck it good.
FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK ME SIR, AWK.  Mr. Martinelli picked up speed and was
fucking me so hard and so fast we were moving off the cushions, he was like
a man possessed and my boy pussy was taking the pounding of my life; as
soar as I was, I was enjoying every minute of this hot man who has been
deprived of this pleasure for so long.  He didn't last to long, about 10
minutes of pounding my boy cunt, he started to trembling and then slipped
his tongue deep into my mouth, panting as he shot his load into my wanting
ass, triggering my own orgasm and I shot five times between our stomachs.
He laid on top of me for a couple of minutes, then he looked into my eyes
and kissed my nose and said that was one hot fuck my boy and then he did
something that surprised me, he raised my legs and locked his lips onto my
puffy hole and I felt his long tongue enter my sore ass as he lapped his
cum from me and then fed it back to me.  He rolled off of me and way laying
next to me that's when I noticed my cum on his hairy stomach and I began to
lick him clean, stopping for a minute to suck on his hairy nipples and then
I moved down to his soft cock and could not resist taking it into my mouth
and licking it clean and then I pushed his legs up and buried my mouth into
his sweaty hairy hole and licked him clean.  Mr. Martinelli started moaning
again and his cock started to rise and I again took it into my mouth and
sucked him until he came a second time.

We finally got up and took to cushions back up the ladder where we both got
dressed; he looked at me and said, you know Robbie, this is gonna have to
last me for a couple of weeks.  The missus and I are going on a trip to
visit her sister tomorrow and will be back on the 18th and I am sure going
to miss this new found hot ass pussy of yours.  I guess that I looked sad
because he pulled me to him in a big hug and then kissed the top of my
head, my nose and my lips and the slapped me on the ass said don't you
worry, it will give you time to rest because by the time I get back, I will
wear this hot little pussy of yours out.  He pulled me to him and gave me a
long deep kiss sliding his hands in the back of my pants and into my wet
sore hole, as he turned to walk out of the door, I could not resist
grabbing his cock and squeezing it.  See ya in two weeks Robbie.  Ok sir;
and with that he was gone.  I knew that I was going to miss him.

As I picked up my books to study, I remembered that my mother said that
Mr. Outstate wanted to talk with me on tomorrow, first thing.  I started to
worry, he didn't look to happy with me when I left him on Friday.  But that
is tomorrow, got some studying to do for now.  As I lay in bed that night
my mind started to wandered back to my first time with a grown man which
was with Mr. Peterson and then Mr. Outstate the School Teacher and now
Mr. Matrinelli the man that I worked for after school.  All married and all
discontented enough with their sex life that I was able to get into their
pants.  Then I thought about Mr. Larkin, he was a bow-legged hot dark
completion man.  I have heard that bow-legged men have fat cocks. I thought
about him fucking one of the teachers, now how could I get evidences on
him?  Hummmmmmmmm!.  I fell asleep thinking about the hot, horny married
men and little me, the teenage male slut who discovered dick and can't seem
to get enough of it.

I woke to the sound of my little brother jumping on my bed yelling for me
to get up.  After getting ready for school, I went down stairs for
breakfast. As I was eating my mother reminded me not to forget to see Mr.
Outstate first thing this morning.  Eight o'clock sharp, I remember mom.
Good and I want a report when you get home today.  Yes mom, I will give you
a report.  The closer that I got to school, the more nervous I became.  I
walked into Mr. Outstate office to find him setting behind his desk
drinking a cup of coffee.  Come in Robert and have a seat.  I took a seat
and Mr. Outstate got up shut and locked the door.  I want to talk to you
about what you did last Friday.  I held my head down; look at me Robert, do
you know the seriousness of what you did?  You took something from me
without my permission, what you did was no better than raping a person, in
fact that is exactly what you did to me and I am not happy about it.  What
do you have to say for yourself boy?  I looked up at him and began to cry,
I am sorry Mr. Outstate, I was just curious.  That was more than being
curious Robert, you could have gotten kicked out of school if I had
reported it, and I still have a good mine to do so.  Please Mr. Outstate,
please do not report me, I will never do anything like that again.  PLEASE,
PLEASE sir...

I will drop this, but don't ever do anything like this again, you
understand?  Yes sir I do.  As the day passed, I dreaded going to wood
shop, it was going to be hard being in the same room with this hot sexy man
and not have naughty thoughts.  As much as I didn't want to go, I did and
again, when I needed help, he was there to guide my hands but did not get
close enough for body contact.  I did clean up after myself, not giving him
a reason to get upset with me.  It is Wednesday now and I am proud of
myself for not giving in to my horniness.  Mr. Outstate heard me talking
with one of my classmates telling him that about the door that I had found
for my little house and that it was too big and that I needed to trim it
down to fit.  He came over and told me to measure the door that was up and
then bring the new one to shop class and this would be a great project for
me to do.

I asked my dad if he would haul it to my class for me and he did.
Mr. Outstate eyes lit up when he saw the door and said that it was a
beauty.  He proceeded to show me how to measure the door and how to cut it,
for the first time in four days, he stood behind me and guided my hands as
I trimmed the door, I could actually smell his aftershave and I started
getting a hard-on, luckily I had on one of the shop's apron and you could
not see it, then I felt something else, his cock was actually making
contact with my rear as he guided me.  In fact, it was almost as if he did
it on purpose, he asked me to stay after class so that we could continue to
work on the door and I quickly agreed.

The bell ranged and as the other students were leaving, Mr. Outstate asked
me to start sanding down the one side of the door that was finished.  As I
was sanding the one side, he asked if the door was for our home, I told him
about my special house, how I inherited it and how I was fixing it up. He
was fascinated about it and said that I could get extra credit for outside
work.  He asked me who was helping me install this door once it was
finished.  I told him that I didn't ask anyone and that I was going to
attempt it myself, he said that the door was very heavy and this was going
to be too much for one person to handle.  I explained that my father worked
on the weekends and the only other person who would help would be
Mr. Martinelli who was going to be out of town for two weeks and I wanted
to get it up this weekend if I finished resizing it.  You know Robert, I
would love to see this special house that you are trying to re-do yourself,
tell you what, if we finish the door tomorrow, I will take it home for you
and help you install it, this way I can see what else need to be done and
give you those special assignments and check to see if you did them
correct.  I thanked him, and continued to sand the one side of the door, he
said that I was not sanding with the grain of the wood, he stood behind me
and put his hand over mine to show me the correct way of doing it.  As he
was moving my hand back and forth, he crouch was in contact with my ass and
I was getting hot by the minute, if I didn't know better, I would say that
he was doing it on purpose; did I know better?  As hard as it was not to
push back to grind my ass into his crotch, I had promised him that I would
not try and touch him again and had to keep my promise.

We finished one side and the top of the door before Mr. Outstate had to
close up shop.  We're half way there Robert; I believe that we can finish
this tomorrow.  Just before walking out of the door Mr. Larkin came in, I
could help but notice how attractive he is; the man reeked in testosterone.
What's going on here Outstate he asked?  Robert and I were working on a
project; he then turned to show Mr. Larkin the door.  This young man is
going to install this door at home himself but it needed trimming and
sanding first, isn't it a beauty.  Mr. Larkin looked at it and said, sure
is and with that he told Mr. Outstate that he needed to talk with him.
Mr. Outstate looked at me and said that we would continue tomorrow, I
turned and left.  As I was walking out of the building, I remembered that I
had forgotten my history book and I needed it for an assignment that was
due tomorrow so I turned and went back into the shop and I could here
Mr. Larkin telling Mr. Outstate the latest on his quest with this whore of
a teacher that he was fucking and how the bitch could not suck dick if her
life depended on it.  He said that she has started complaining that his
cock was too thick and that she was always sore after he fucked her.

Dam this bitch is no better than my wife; it's a good thing that I fuck her
in the locker room where no one can hear her screams.  I've got to find me
some pussy that can handle this cock.  I heard them both laugh and that's
when I turned and left the building.  As you can imagine my mind was going
into overdrive wandering what his cock looked like, I knew that I had to
find out.  My mind was floating back and forth about how Mr. Outstate was
pressing against my backside as he was showing me how to sand the door down
and now he wants to come and help me install the door, I want his cock
again and I have to think of a plan to get it this weekend.  While jacking
off over the events of the day, I remembered that my aunt had given me a
tape recorder for my birthday and a bright light popped into my head, maybe
I can tape Mr. Larkin fucking this bitch that way I could hear what was
going on.  The next day, I took the tape recorder to school with me and put
it in my locker, hoping to use it.

The next day was almost a repeat of the day before.  Mr. Outstate gave the
other students their assignments and checked their progress periodically,
however; he continued to work with me on the door.  He had me hold the door
in place while he took measurements, he was leaning over the door with the
measuring tape and at one point his crotch was pressed against the back of
my hand, his cock felt so soft.  I sprained a boner right then and there,
good thing that I was on my knees and no one saw.  Throughout the day, he
would make sure that some part of his body was in contact with mine, this
was driving me out of my mine.  Again we stayed after the class was over to
finish up the door, it was almost done.

Just as we were finishing, Mr. Larkin walked into the room.  How long are
you going to before finishing up he asked.  About ten minutes Mr. Outstate
said.  He winked at Mr. Outstate and said, see you on Monday and then left.
I told Mr. Outstate that I have left something in my locker and need to get
it.  He looked up and said ok, I will wait for you hurry back.  I ran to my
locker and then I very quietly walked into the boy's locker room where I
saw Mr. Larkin talking with Mrs. Graham the teacher that he had been
fucking all year.  She was complaining that she had to get home to her
husband but Mr. Larkin was being very insistent on getting into her
panties.  From the conversation that he had with Mr. Outstate, I knew that
he had fucked her in the coach's office on his couch so while they were
arguing in the shower room, I moved into the office and slid the tape
behind the couch and turned it on and then left the room without being
noticed.

I ran back to the shop room and found Mr. Outstate putting some finishing
touches on the door.  You are back Robert, come and help me lift the door
so that I can make sure that it is level.  We did and as I was holding the
door, he came behind me and grabbed the door on both side pressing his body
to my backside, moved back just a little to see if he would react, but he
did not, so I did it a little harder, he did not react but I felt something
a little harder than before so I just let my ass linger in place as he
moved from side to side checking the door levels.  I was burning up inside
and could hardly bare it.  Finally he moved and we sat the door against the
wall.  Well Robert, I think that this is going to do it for today.  Be here
at seven a.m. sharp and we will load this baby into my truck and take it to
install it, remind me tomorrow to take my saw, sander and level with us so
that we can do any adjustments that we need.

I looked at his crotch; his hot cock was semi hard and I saw a small wet
spot and then I looked into his face and found his staring at me.  Don't
worry sir, I will.

This is the end of part #3 but stay tuned for part #4, it will be coming
soon.  Your comments are always welcomed.  You can email me at:
newauthor59@hotmail.com.