Date: Fri, 29 Aug 2008 01:22:18 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jack deGropier <jackdegropier@yahoo.com>
Subject: Schoolmaster and boy

"It won't fit!"

"It'll fit," Laurie said grimly, gripping the boy's hips even tightly and
thrusting again.

The boy squealed.

"It's too big!" he wailed.

"It's not too big. It's just right."

Laurie looked down. He loved this moment when his cock was poised to drive
deep into a boy's lovehole. He loved how between the angry red of his shaft
contrasted with the snow-white globes of the boy's bottom.

"No, it won't go!"

"It'll go," said Laurie, grunting again as he prepared for another lunge
into the boy. "It always goes."

Always. He thought of all the little boys he had fucked in his time. He
knew the exact number: 242. No point in being a schoolmaster if you don't
get your end away at every opportunity.  He kept a diary with the details
of every boy he had fucked, usually accompanied by a comment on the boy's
performance, a sort of School Report for Catamites. And now, young Jack
here was about become number 243.

"You're hurting me!" the boy said, wriggling and squirming to break away.

"Silly boy. It will only hurt for a little while. Just hold still and take
a few deep breaths."

Laurie loved this too, this moment of waiting, the stillness and the
wonderful sensation of the boy's tight sphincter gripping the shaft of his
cock just behind the ridge of the helmet.

Impaled. Laurie loved the words as much as the actions they described.
Penetration. Boy love. Fucking. Fucking little boys.

"Is that better, Jack? Are you getting used to it?"

"Yes, sir. Sorry, sir. Didn't mean to be a wimp."

Laurie relaxed his grip on the boy's hips. Soft white skin, not a hair,
just a light golden down. Why did God make boys so beautiful, he mused. His
cock twitched inside the boy. Laurie resisted the urge to drive deeper.

"It's all right, boy. Every boy has to learn to take it."

"Yes, sir, I understand. School rules."

Indeed. School rules. Every boy had to submit. Part of his education. And
no bloody parents to object or interfere. God made boys beautiful, and He
made some of the orphans, expressly so that they could become "handmaidens"
- the School slang for boys who were about to be introduced to mancock.

"Doesn't it feel good inside you, boy?"

The boy nodded. It DID feel good now that the pain had subsided. Maybe Mr
Laurie's cock wasn't too big after all. He wondered if it was all the way
in.. He was shortly to find out that it still had a loooong way to go. The
horny schoolmaster prepared to thrust.

"Brace yourself, boy!"

The boy's yelping cry could be heard in the Masters' Common Room two blocks
away.

"Who's Laurie fucking today?" one asked laconically.

"That pretty boy from 3B, the one they call Twinklebutt. Can't remember his
proper name."

"Lucky bastard, I was hoping to be the one to deflower that delicious
little rosebud," said another.

Another yelping cry echoed across the courtyard. Laurie was now a good
three inches inside the boy and still sliding deeper.

"Good boy! Nearly there. Just relax. Hold still again."

Jack's eyes were filled with tears, but he was determined not to let Mr
Laurie down. It was a boy's duty to take mancock inside him and not just
endure it, but enjoy it too. That much he had learned from his sex
education class with old "Flog" Ferrington, the biology master. Old Flog, a
bit too old for vigorous boyfucking these days, but always eager to get his
cock out and give the boys a hands-on demonstration of the potential of the
male sexual organ.

"It's all right, sir, I'm fine," Jack said through clenched teeth.

"Feels good, right?"

"Yes, sir. Feels very good. Will it go in further?"

Bless the boy!

"Oh yes, more to go, dear boy, more to go."

He reached under the boy and felt for his bundle and was gratified to find
that the boy's penis was already semi-stiff.

"Grip yourself, Jack, you know what to do."

Yes, Jack knew exactly what to do. Mr Ferrington taught his boys well,
giving them a whole range of techniques to ensure that they became
efficient masturbators. He had even instituted a series of tests for boys
to pass. The boys earned points and on achieving the required number were
awarded a badge which they wore proudly on their sleeves.

"Yes, sir, masturbate, sir. May I?"

"Of course, dear boy, try to match your rhythm to mine."

"Rhythm, sir?"

"You'll see, Jack."

Laurie was ready now, deep enough and hard enough and aroused enough to
give the boy a good hard fucking. His cock was now sunk deep inside the boy
to the point where their two bodies were all but touching. Goodness, this
boy was tight! It was as if the boy's pucker was actually sealed on the
shaft. Lubrication, that's the secret, thought Laurie grinning briefly.
Wait for the precum to kick in, that's the stuff to get a boipussy wet.

"Let's fuck, shall we?" he said.

The boy nodded. He didn't understand rhythm, but he understood fuck. He
winced as the man started to ride the boy, feeling the hard cock sink deep
into him and then pulling back till he thought maybe the man was going to
take his cock out. Then poised at his straining sphincter and then whoosh
back deeper inside. The back and forth pistoning was hypnotic. Jack gripped
his cock and stroked vigorously in time to the man's thrusting.

"Rhythm." said the panting man

"Rhythm, sir," said the boy as he made the connection between his pumping
fist and the cock inside him.

"Can you cum yet, Jack? Can you make sticky?"

"No, sir, sorry, sir."

"No need to be sorry, boy. Maybe you will now that you are being fucked."

"I hope so, sir."

I am sure going to cum, Laurie thought, I am going to fill your sweet
virgin boihole with good honest manseed, male semen to make you strong,
make a man of you. Laurie was getting close now. All his years of fucking
little boys had made him something of an expert. Younger masters sought his
advice, older ones envied him his record.

Laurie pushed deep into the boy's wonderful rectum and held still. It took
willpower not to keep thrusting. The boy was puzzled. He waited for the
fucking to continue. He felt stretched, he felt full inside his rectum. It
was nice.

"Sir?"

"Yes, boy?"

"Have I done something wrong?"

"No. Why?"

"Well, sir, cos you've, erm, stopped."

Laurie, his cock as deep in the boy as he could push it, gave a little
laugh.

"Just enjoying the feeling of having your bum pressed up against me and my
cock deep inside you, Jack."

Got to make it last, the schoolmaster thought to himself, the longer I hold
back, the bigger the orgasm when it comes. I want this boy to know what it
is to be fucked hard, to be filled with manseed.  Laurie was an expert when
it came to edging. He slowly began to fuck the boy again, long slow
strokes, pulling back so that his ridge was against the boy's sphincter,
then a little further back till he had all but withdrawn, and then a long
hard thrust back deep into the boy, ramming his plump buttocks and causing
the boy to gasp.

And then back and forth until he suddenly felt that familiar stiffening and
tingling that said "climax!".Hold still! Poised. Motionless. Waiting. Will
it subside or will it judder into orgasm?

Laurie felt the moment pass, and he sighed deeply. So good! So fucking
good!

"It's good, isn't it, boy?"

"Oh yes, sir. It doesn't hurt much any more."

"So, you like being fucked? You like a big hard mancock inside your hot
little back passage?"

As he spoke, the schoolmaster punctuated his words with hard thrusts into
the boy, a pummelling that was more beautiful than ever.

"So, - THRUST - you like - THRUST - being fucked?  - THRUST - You like a
big - THRUST - hard - THRUST - mancock inside your hot - THRUST - little -
THRUST - back passage?" - THRUST

The boy wriggled suggestively. That was the answer Laurie needed. The boy
was hooked. This time Laurie's thrusting took him over the edge. With a few
swift strokes, he achieved orgasm, causing him to moan in ecstasy. Surges
of manseed pumped deep into the boy, causing the latter to moan too. Jack
knew in theory about taking manseed inside his rectum, but was not prepared
for the reality. It felt weird, like he was being gently punched deep in
his abdomen, but it felt wonderful too. He pumped his fist
enthusiastically, working for the dry orgasm that made it all worthwhile.
He felt the schoolmaster slump over him. The cock inside him was not quite
so hard now, but twitching in a really exciting way that made the boy
redouble his masturbatory efforts.

"Good boy, cum for me!"

But Laurie was realistic. In his experience, very few boys would spunk up
before their thirteenth birthday, and this delicious young pupil was not
yet into his teens.

The boy felt the usual wonderful spasms hitting his insides as he achieved
a dry orgasm, and this caused his sphincter to contract and grip the
detumuescent mancock inside him.

"God!" the schoolmaster exclaimed. Perfect timing! The boy's ring closed
tightly on the man's cock just as it was about to slide out, holding it
there for a few more lingering moments.

"Did I do all right, sir?"

"You were fucking magnificent, Jack," said Laurie. And he meant it quite
literally.

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