Date: Sat, 5 Sep 2009 08:59:32 -1000
From: Chris Parker <lavarock69@hotmail.com>
Subject: scotty, part 3

This story contains descriptions of sexual acts between a teen boy and a
young man.  If you are offended by such descriptions, go away.  If you are
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Scotty, Part 3

Summer went by pretty fast, not surprising since it only lasted like six
weeks for me.  At the end of July I moved into a two-bedroom apartment I'd
agreed to share with another teacher.  He was two years older than me, and
his previous roommate had just gotten married.  I wasn't crazy about it,
but would put up with it for a year to save some cash.  But having a
roommate meant no more days alone with Scotty, or so I thought.

I missed Scotty. And I really wanted to suck his cute little pecker.
Sometimes when I jacked off I even fantasized about having it up my ass,
which was weird because I've never been into that.  I didn't hear from him
the whole summer, but we both knew we had to be on the DL.

Scotty flew home the second Friday of August, and his dad invited me over
the next day.  When I got there Scotty met me at the door.  I couldn't
believe my eyes.  He had shot up like three inches.  He'd cut his hair
pretty short and it was bleached super blond.  His skin was a dark tan.  He
was shirtless, and his arms showed the results of two months of farm work.
He didn't seem to have an ounce of fat on him.

He hugged me and said hi.  He was solid, and his voice was changing.  He
didn't sound like a kid anymore.  "You got bigger," I said to him.
"Everywhere," he replied, and winked at me.

I said hi to his parents, who were in the back yard, then Scotty and I went
back inside.  He took off the mesh shorts he was wearing, grabbed a pair of
cargo shorts, and put them on.  As he pulled them up, the fly on his boxers
opened and his helmet popped out.  It had definitely gotten bigger.

Scotty laughed and said "oops."  He pushed his dickhead back inside, zipped
up his shorts, and sat down in front of the tv.  But having just seen his
helmet, and knowing I wouldn't be able to do anything with it, I had to
beat off.

I went into the bathroom, locked the door, and started jacking.  Scotty
came to the door and asked what I was doing.  "Taking a dump," I lied.  I
closed my eyes when I came, the image of his helmet burned into my brain.
It felt great.

Scotty decided to run cross country to get in shape for basketball.
Practice started the next Monday.  A meet was scheduled two weekends later,
after the first week of school.  It would be two days of races at a school
about a hundred miles away.

The coach asked me if I'd go along as a chaperone.  He really needed
another van driver.  I said okay.  Then he told me we'd be sleeping in the
gym at the host school, along with a few other schools.  I wasn't happy
about that, but would put up with it to spend the weekend with Scotty.

The first week of school came and went.  It was strange being the youngest
teacher.  Two months shy of 22, I still looked like a teenager.  The girls
flirted with me; they thought I was a babe.  The guys thought I was cool,
and the skaters gravitated to me for some reason.  It had been like that
during my student teaching days there, too.

I didn't have Scotty in any of my classes, but saw him every day in
passing.  Friday afternoon we headed to the meet.  He rode in my van,
sitting right behind me.  We got to the school in the evening, unloaded our
crap in the gym, and eventually started playing basketball.

After about an hour of hoops, the coach told us to hit the showers and get
ready for lights out.  I was stoked.  I hadn't taken a shower with high
school dudes since high school. We went to the locker room, got naked, and
walked into the showers.

I knew Scotty had never showered with other guys before.  He followed me in
and took the shower two away from me, but there was nobody between us.  I
looked at his goods for the first time since early in the summer.  They had
grown a lot.  And I missed it.  Dammit.  His cock was average size now,
maybe a bit on the small side.  His light brown fur had grown in nicely,
and his nuts were bigger than mine.

We faced each other for a little while, then I started checking out the
other guys.  The scenery was beautiful.  Boys from 14 to 18, all in shape
with runner's bodies.  And I knew all these guys.  I saw them every day in
school.  And now we were all seeing each other naked.

I could see them checking out my dick.  I looked like a student naked, too.
I don't have any chest or belly hair, just a nice thick bush.  My dick is
four to five inches soft, a little better than average thickness.  I'm
5'11" and 165 pounds, still in jock shape.

There were sophomores with more body hair than me, and a senior with a
really long cock (everyone started calling him "banana").  The best eye
candy was an incredibly cute latino freshman, just starting to get fur,
with a good sized uncut dick and long foreskin.  His big helmet was
outlined perfectly under that tight skin.  The kid had some nice eggs, too.
I could hardly take my eyes off him.

I somehow managed to keep from getting hard in there.  Later, about an hour
after lights out, I got out of my sleeping bag and went back to the locker
room.  I looked inside the shower room and remembered what I'd seen.  Then
I went to a toilet stall and jacked off.  I pictured the latino kid's dick
and imagined myself docking with him as I came.  It felt insane.

The next day was the first part of the meet.  That evening we played
basketball again, and took another shower.  Scotty and I used the same
showers as the night before.  I got out pretty quick, and went to take a
piss.  When I came back, Scotty was drying off.  His dick was semi-hard and
surprisingly big.  He was definitely a grower.  I looked at it, then his
face, and he gave me a sly grin.

I took him aside a little later and told him to wait about half an hour
after lights out, then go to the locker room and wait for me.  I'd be about
15 minutes behind him.  He did as I asked, and I followed like I'd said.
The lights were off by the toilet stalls, but it wasn't completely dark.
We went into the farthest one and locked the door. "Can I suck you now?" I
whispered to him.  "Yes," he whispered back.

I sat on the john and pulled down his gym shorts and boxers.  His cock and
balls were right in front of my face.  They were beautiful.  I fondled his
nuts as I took his helmet into my mouth.  I ran my tongue around it, then
down his shaft.  He was totally hard in seconds.  "Holy shit," he
whispered, "that feels so good."

I pulled down my shorts and boxers and got hard while sucking Scotty's
young cock.  I stopped for a moment and stood up to compare boners.  He was
every bit as long as me, though not quite as thick.  We grinned at each
other and rubbed our helmets together.  Then I went back down on him.  I
sucked his dick while fondling his nuts.

Within a few minutes he started grunting softly, and I knew he was about to
jizz.  I felt his nuts tighten up in their sack, and he unloaded into my
mouth.  His whole body shook as he came. He put his hands on my shoulders
to steady himself.  His juice seemed thicker and not quite as sweet as I
remembered from the shot glass days, but it was still delicious.  I
swallowed every drop.

"Oh my god," he whispered, "I never knew it could be that good.  That was
the best thing ever!  Fucking awesome!"

"Was that your first blowjob?" I asked him.  "Yup," he replied.  I was
proud.  He tousled my hair and whispered "thanks, buddy." I told him to go
back to the gym, so he pulled up his shorts, hugged me, and left.  I was so
turned on I had to jack off.

My next chance to do something with Scotty came the following Saturday,
Labor Day weekend.  My roommate was gone for the weekend, so I had the
place to myself.  I worked it out with Scotty.  His parents had to be at a
fundraiser all day, and they said he could come over to my place to "help
build shelves."

I picked him up mid-morning and took him to my apartment.  He'd never been
there before, so I showed him around.  We ended up in my bedroom, grabbing
each other's junk.  We were out of our clothes and on the bed in seconds.
Our dicks were rock hard.

Scotty laid on his back, put his hands behind his head, and spread his
legs.  He had a grin on his face that was devilish and sexy.  I played with
his excited young cock, then started sucking it, giving him his second
blowjob ever.  He moaned.  He wanted to play with my junk while I sucked
him, so we got into a 69 position.  I didn't want him to get off yet,
though.

I stopped sucking and asked if he would be willing to suck me.  "No
pressure," I told him.  He said, "yeah, I could do that."  He seemed kinda
hesitant, so I went to the kitchen and got some chocolate syrup.  I spread
a little on my dick.  He laughed, and started licking it off.  Then he
sucked my helmet, went down my shaft, and took as much as he could into his
mouth.  I had to remind him once about the teeth, but he was a natural.

We 69-ed for a while, then I asked him to finish me off.  He sucked my
balls while I jacked my cock, then he went back to sucking my dick.  Before
long I told him to pull off, I was gonna cum.  He fondled my nuts and
stroked my dick as I let loose a fountain of jizz.  It felt awesome.

I laid there for a moment enjoying the afterglow, then grabbed a towel and
wiped all the cum off me. "Okay, your turn," I said, and went back to
sucking his still hard boymeat.  In less than a minute he let out a groan
and told me he was gonna blow.  I stopped sucking and stroked him instead.
I'd never seen him shoot, and wanted to watch it.

Scotty's young cock twitched.  His helmet got bigger.  A thin, clear stream
of precum squirted from his dickhole, followed by gush of cum that kinda of
ran out of his cock rather than shot out.  It was thicker and whiter than
mine, and there was a lot.  It looked cool.  Scotty's toes were curled, and
he kept moaning.

I sucked up as much of his spunk as I could and held it in my mouth.  Then
I kissed his lips and stuck my tongue, covered with his thick cum, into his
mouth.  Scotty laughed.  I swallowed the rest of his boy milk.  We kissed
for a few minutes, fondling each other's junk, then I went down on him
again.  He got hard quick.  "Can I cum in your mouth this time?" he asked.
I let him, of course.

We sucked each other off a few more times that day, and he let me cum in
his mouth.  The first time he spit, after that he swallowed.  There
actually were shelves; we got to them after a couple of hours.  Took like
twenty minutes.  We spent just over seven hours together at my place, naked
the whole time, hard much of it, cumming whenever we could.  I really do
enjoy that boy's company.