Date: Thu, 11 Apr 2013 10:16:03 -0700 (PDT)
From: Beautiful Creamer <beautifulcreamer@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sissyboys Caught Kissing (gay adult-youth)

Sissyboys Caught Kissing (gay adult-youth)
By Beautiful Creamer

This is all fantasy.  I don't do this stuff and you shouldn't either.  What
you should do is contribute to nifty.org.


One – The Setup


"Oh, Kelly, I love you so much," 13-year-old Luke Swain breathed between
kisses.

Eleven-years-young Kelly Loving could barely grunt out, "I love you too,
Luke," as he struggled for breath and for a deeper, more saliva-spiced
sucking of Luke's tongue.

The young loverboys were searingly hot as they stole some illicit,
between-classes kisses in the second-floor supply closet of Littleputz
Middle School.  Their usual hiding place since their scorching love affair
began 22 days earlier.

No one knew about their romance and their fear of discovery was the only
thing that had kept them from exploring the full range of activities that
boys in love usually get to in short order.

Neither boy wanted the world to think of them as "different," let alone
"gay."  The only true way to avoid eventual, inevitable detection was, of
course, to break off their liaison and return to Planet Straight.

But we know that's not an option, don't we?

Their love had begun one warm day three weeks earlier with hot kisses and
gropes in the second-floor supply closet.  Three days before this story
opens, their affair had proceeded to hotter kisses with pants down, but not
off, foreskin manipulation that produced a very nice wet cum from Luke and
a humdinger of a dry one from Kelly.

Things had gotten even better not 23 hours ago when both boys had cut part
of a class and, in 20 minutes of unbridled bliss, Kelly had gotten onto his
pretty knees and sucked Luke's prick for the very first time.

Luke had had to muffle his cries of joy as he shot his boy's cream into
Kelly's mouth and all over the pretty angel's face.

The older boy then drew the younger angel to his feet and they shared a
cummy kiss.  Followed deliciously by Luke dropping to his knees and
returning the immoral-but-delightful favor.

That time, Kelly produced, for the first time, a nice little measure of
sperm and semen.

So anticipation was high for both boys that day as they entered the closet
of their wanton, illicit venality.

Luke had already decided to ignore caution and stay with his Love until
both boys had cum at least twice.  After all, no one had caught on that
they had both skipped class the previous day, so why not do it again?

Why not, indeed.

Luke's pants were down and his 5.26-inch cock was outrageous!

Kelly had removed his pants and was already on his knees.  The boy took his
lover's cock into his mouth and was giving it a lovely, wet licking.

All was perfect in Luke's world.  And Kelly's.  Until...

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?" a man shouted as the supply-closet door
flew open.

Even though what was going on would be pretty much obvious to any observer.

Luke screamed!  Kelly almost bit Luke's cock off.

It was the school principal, Mr. Cumcannon!  He had a murderous look in his
eye.

Things were looking mighty bleak for Luke and Kelly.

Suspension.  Expulsion.  Excommunication.  Incarceration.  Shunning.
Exile.  Banishment.

Probably not decapitation, but one never knows.


Two – Luke's punishment

They always think we're stupid, Mr. Cumcannon thought to himself as he
dragged the weeping boys to his office.

By rights, he shouldn't have let them pull their pants back up.  Dragged
them weeping and stumbling for all to see.

Imagine those boys thinking they could cut all those classes at the same
time and get away with it.  All the while making moon eyes at each other in
the hallway.

Mr. Cumcannon knew puppy love when he saw it.  And he knew how to deal with
it.

The man's office had an anteroom where his secretary, Miss Prunely ruled.

"The younger one stays here until I'm ready for him, Miss Prunely.  I'll
take the older one first."

"Yes, Mr.  Cumcannon," Miss Prunely said.

Mr. Cumcannon left the weeping, shivering Kelly in Miss Prunely's care as
he closed the inner door – leaving himself alone with the weeping,
shivering Luke.

"Well, Mr.  Swain," Mr. Cumcannon said, "what are you waiting for?
Disciplinary spankings are always naked at our school.  I can't imagine
what good a clothed spanking would do anyone.  Off with those clothes and
get over here.  Now!"

The man was a BEAST!!

Did he really intend to strip Luke NAKED, FORCE him to lie across his knees
and then SPANK his delicious young ass until it blistered?

Apparently so.

One could have heard Luke's wails of woe three blocks away had
Mr. Cumcannon not taken the opportunity 14 years earlier to divert some
School Board funds to the soundproofing of his office.

An upgrade that had proven VERY useful several times.

Tears gushed from pretty Luke's eyes as he unwillingly disrobed in front of
that monster of a principal.  That blackhearted, no good...

"Move it, mister!" Mr. Cumcannon growled.  "You've missed too much class
already.  It's bad enough that you're gay.  You don't want to be uneducated
as well."

Mr. Cumcannon's unfounded allegation that Luke was gay stung the boy worse
than the spanking he knew was imminent.

Luke wasn't gay.

He wasn't in love with boys and men.  He didn't want to do sex things with
boys and men.  Just Kelly.

Luke was reporting Mr. Cumcannon to the school board, the local newspaper,
MI-6, the CIA and Interpol for the crimes of libel and child
brutality. Right after he told his Mom and Dad that he and Kelly had been
sucking each other's cocks and French-kissing Frenchily every chance they
got.

The thought of Mr. Cumcannon being led away in heavy, multitudinous chains
offered Luke brief comfort as he stripped to his briefs.

Did that fiendish brute really expect Luke to get TOTALLY naked?

Apparently so.

"Off with it all, young man.  Only a good, naked butt-tanning will cure you
off all those impure impulses."

But Luke didn't want to be naked.  Or cured of his impure impulses.  He
loved his impure impulses.  And he loved Kelly.

Kelly.

Who was sitting in the outer office.  Suffering through the thoughts of his
own impending, unjust castigation.

Kelly, whom Luke adored, was agonizing each moment that he waited.  So the
noble thing for Luke to do, for Kelly, his love, would be to submit quickly
to this vile spanking and relieve Kelly's pain of waiting.

Luke was all about nobility at that moment.

Steeling himself, Luke removed his underpants.  And unsuccessfully tried to
hide his full nakedness from his demonic principal.

Who didn't allow it.

"Hands at your sides, mister.  This is all about humiliation.  No hiding.

"Hey.  That's a nice set of `things' you have there, young Luke.  How big
is that stiffie?"

Huh?

What had Mr.  Cumcannon just said?

How odd.

Luke gathered himself a smidge and answered.  "Uh, I don't know.  [A lie,
since every boy knows how big his penis is.]  Maybe five-and-a-quarter
inches."

Mr. Cumcannon gave half a smile.  Five and a quarter was pretty precise,
following an "I don't know."

"That's a fine sized cock for a boy your age.  Was that why Kelly was
attracted to you?"

An odder question.  But better than being spanked.

"I don't know, Mr. Cumcannon."  But the boy's mind was sorting back to
whether Kelly had begun to love Luke before or after he's seen Luke's cock.

Mr. Cumcannon grunted in mild disbelief.

"One more question before I spank you until you cry for your mama.  You're
very stiff right now.  And drippy.  Is that because you're thinking of
Kelly or because you're naked and alone with a man?"

Luke's eyes filled with tears.  What a rude question!  Luke only got stiff
when he was with or thought of Kelly.  He would never be stiff because he
was with the villainous principal.

Though, to be totally honest with himself, he hadn't thought of Kelly ever
since he had taken off his underpants.  And it was true that he was
outrageously randy.

"All right.  I think your silence answered that one," Mr.  Cumcannon said.
"Let's try this.  I'm going to ask you some more questions.  As long as you
tell the complete truth, I won't spank you.  First lie wins a full
spanking. OK?"

Luke could still avoid a spanking?  Just by telling the truth?  How
difficult could that be?

Luke's tears stopped flowing and he nodded his assent.

"OK.  First thing, come over here and sit on my lap.  It'll make things
quicker when I have to flip you over and spank you.  Because I'm pretty
sure you won't tell me all the truth."

Luke took that as a challenge.  And began to feel that he was gaining a bit
of the upper hand at last.

Even though he was naked and sitting on the evil man's lap.

"First question, do you and Kelly kiss?"

"Yes."

"Do you suck tongues when you kiss?"

[Blush] "Yes."

The boy shifted a little.  Uncomfortable with the thought of questions to
come.

"Did you ever kiss a boy or man before Kelly?"

Easy one.  "No."

"Hmmm.  Before Kelly, did you ever touch yourself and make yourself shoot
boy's cream?"

[Double blush] "Sometimes."

"Do you and Kelly masturbate each other?"

[Wiggling] "Yes."

"Do you and Kelly stick your fingers into each other's bumholes?"

Huh?  Ick!  Why would they do that, Luke wondered.  Then answered, "No."

Mr. Cumcannon considered the truthfulness of that answer.  Judged it
accurate and asked, "Have you ever put your cock into Kelly's bumhole?"

At that, Luke expressed disgust and tried, unsuccessfully, to stand
up. "No.  That would hurt Kelly and I would never hurt Kelly."

Mr. Cumcannon smiled at that and said, "That wouldn't hurt if it were done
properly.  In fact it can be quite enjoyable to both parties."

At that point, Luke began to wonder if the purpose of this discussion was
for the boys' rehabilitation or Mr. Cumcannon's amusement.

"Do you ever think about being naked with a man?  Kissing a man and having
a man tell you how beautiful you are?  Because you are beautiful."

Oh!

That was unexpected.

And remarkably exciting.

Mr. Cumcannon thought Luke was beautiful?

But he wasn't beautiful.  Kelly was the pretty one.

Mr. Cumcannon was expecting an answer.  If Luke didn't answer, the man
would spank him.  But what could he say that was true?

He looked into Mr. Cumcannon's eyes and asked himself whether he wanted a
man's kisses.  His cock was saying "yes, please," but...

Oh!

Game over.

Mr. Cumcannon was kissing Luke!

And Luke was kissing back!!  With tongue!!!

He was being unfaithful to Kelly.  With a man who, moments earlier, Luke
considered a cross between Jack the Ripper and Dracula.

The man's hand was on Luke's cock.  Stroking it deliciously.  The way Kelly
stroked it.  Only more nicely somehow.

Luke surrendered to the man's ardor, despite his firm intention to stay
true to Kelly.

He sucked Mr.  Cumcannon's tongue desperately as the man pulled the boy's
foreskin hither and thither.

Oh no!

What was happening?

Luke was letting himself be seduced by a man.

Even though Luke wasn't gay.  And only loved Kelly.  A love that
transcended the "gay" label.

The man broke the kiss.

Darn it.

If Luke's world was going to be shaken and stirred, he wanted the full
treatment.

Why did the man stop kissi...?

Aggghhhh!!

The man was sucking Luke's right nipple as he masturbated the boy expertly
with his right hand and stirred his babyballs with his other hand.

Pausing after an agonizing 60 seconds to praise Luke's beauty, then
switching to his left nipple.  And more vigorous manual manipulations.

The man was treating the boy the way that Luke treated Kelly.
Mr. Cumcannon was the manly one and Luke was the helpless sissyboy.

It was excruciatingly thrilling!

With only one possible result.

Luke's gut clenched.  He cried out something unintelligible, though it
wasn't "Kelly," and he shot his boyish sperm high and proud.

The orgasm was spectacular.  And so was the post-orgasm guilt.

Luke had betrayed his lover.  He had betrayed his heterosexuality.  And for
what?  A few cheap thrills with a man he hardly knew?  It was tawdry and he
would never do it again.  Ever.

Until...

"Did you like that, Sweetie?" Mr. Cumcannon asked Luke.  "And remember,
we're still telling the truth."

Luke probably should have hesitated a lot longer but instead, he looked
down shyly, then, looking through his inch-long lashes, he said, "Oh, yes,
Mr. Cumcannon.  It was awesome."

Where did that come from?

Luke's vow of lifelong heterosexuality (with a Kelly exemption, of course)
was in grave jeopardy.

Then, "Would you like to see my cock now, Luke?"

Just a whiff of coquettish shyness from Luke, then a half-smile and a brief
nod.

Mr. Cumcannon moved Luke off his lap, stood, dropped his pants and
underpants, took off his shoes and socks and sat back down again.  Drawing
Luke to his lap.

"You can touch it, Baby," the man said.

Luke gasped in awe. Though he didn't like a man calling him "Baby."

He knew he shouldn't be touching his principal's cock.  Even though the man
had issued a clear invitation.

He should just end it all right now.

Take his spanking, pull up his pants and march out to the waiting Kelly,
standing proud and unbowed.

But Mr.  Cumcannon's cock was so big.

And hot.

And hard.

Maybe he could just examine it a bit.  Semi-scientifically.

He laid his soft, warm right hand along the shaft and Mr. Cumcannon moaned
softly.

Luke withdrew his hand and blushed deeply.

But a boy's curiosity will not be abated.

Nor will his ego.

Luke liked it when Mr. Cumcannon moaned.  It made the boy feel powerful.
Sexy.  Beautiful.

Feelings that he wanted to feel more often.

So he touched the shaft again.  Running his hand along its considerable
length.  Engendering an intake of breath by Mr. Cumcannon.

It occurred to Luke that no other boy in school had ever had such power
over Mr. Cumcannon as Luke had at that moment.

It was a nice thought, but entirely wrong.  Mr.  Cumcannon had been fucking
the boys of Littleputz Middle School since the third day of his
principalship, 14 years earlier.

But the fantasy was working on the naked, stroking boy.

Luke's rammer was rampant again as he pulled Mr. Cumcannon's foreskin back
to reveal a heavily drooling peehole and a glans as red as the Republican
National Convention.

"That's very nice, Honey," Mr. Cumcannon said.  "Very nice.  You're so
beautiful.  Look how much you excite me."

At which moment, Mr. Cumcannon laid his left hand on Luke's right bum cheek
and stroked it gently as Luke caressed Mr. Cumcannon's cockhead.

Luke wondered, was Mr. Cumcannon moaning again?  Oops.  That was Luke
moaning as the man ran a finger between Luke's pink bumcheeks.

That was so hot!

And a perfect moment for Mr. Cumcannon to present two more interrogatories.

"I saw Kelly on his knees, licking your cock, Luke.  Do you ever do that
for Kelly?"

Luke was beyond blushing.

The boy croaked out a "Sometimes," then focused on the man running his rude
finger perilously close to Luke's anus.  Which had Luke in a bit of a
dither.

Did he want a finger in his bum?

But that wasn't the subject of Mr. Cumcannon's next question.

"Would you like to get on your knees and lick and suck my cock, Luke?
You're such an exciting boy and you have me so worked up.  I'd be very
grateful."

Luke, had he been sentient, would have said, "How grateful?  If I suck you
off, will you release Kelly from the cruel threat of spanking, so I can be
Kelly's hero?"

Luke had sort of forgotten about Kelly at that moment and was focusing on
the far more interesting sight of a semi-naked man leaking a bucketful or
pre-ejaculate from a fiercely aroused cock.

Aroused by Luke's beauty!

Luke was so fascinated that he was non-responsive to the fine offer being
extended to him.  So Mr. Cumcannon repeated the question: "Would you like
to get on your knees and lick and suck my cock, Luke?"

Oh my.

That would be gay, wouldn't it?

No going back on that one.

Gay.

Still.

If Luke were acting on what he felt, rather than the crap people had been
feeding him all his life...

Acting quickly, before he lost his nerve, Luke got onto his knees and took
a nice portion of Mr. Cumcannon's mammoth cockhead into his miniscule
mouth.

Tasting all that pre-ejaculate (also known as "Cowper's fluid" for you
medical school wannabes).

Rolling his tongue along its long, hot shaft as he drooled his boyish
saliva and Mr.  Cumcannon's manly pre-ejaculate.

Licking the tender "arrow point" on the underside of Mr. Cumcannon's glans.

That clearly made Mr. Cumcannon very happy.

Which, in turn, delighted Luke for reasons he could barely comprehend.

"That's so good, Baby," Mr. Cumcannon moaned.  "You're such a beautiful boy
and such an exciting lover."

Notice that the man didn't call Luke a good cocksucker.  That would have
been a turnoff.

Mr. Cumcannon hadn't been getting his balls emptied for 14 years by being
stupid and insensitive.

Though a beginner, Luke kept his teeth out of the way and kept his tongue
and mouth moving all over the good parts.  Producing and applying as much
saliva as he could muster.  Which is all we can ask of a cocksucker in
training, isn't it?

The boy gagged a couple of times trying to swallow more cock than he once
believed couldn't exist in the natural world.  But he soldiered on.

To Mr.  Cumcannon's great delight.

A new conquest is always extra-stimulating to the Mr. Cumcannons of the
world.  So after only six minutes and 22 seconds of feverish fellatio,
Mr. Cumcannon roared and emptied his nuts down Luke's throat.

It was messy.

Until that morning, Luke had only swallowed Kelly's very first dribbles.

The cum tsunami of a man in full rut is a different matter.

Luke managed to swallow 27 per cent of Mr. Cumcannon's testicular
detonation.

The other 73 per cent found a resting place in Luke's hair, his face
(particularly his chin) and his body.

Had he not taken the sensible precaution of total nudity, reassembling
himself to go to class would have been impossible.

But a towel and some handiwipes would make everything sparkling clean.

Not just yet, though.

Mr. Cumcannon drew the cum-drenched boy to his lap and threw himself into
the delightful acts of ardent kissing and well-deserved praising.  "You're
an angel of love and beauty, Luke" Mr. Cumcannon grunted out between cummy
kisses.  "Any man or boy who doesn't fall in love with you is crazy."

Oh my.

Luke was brimming with guilty pleasure.  The very best kind of pleasure
there is.

And [blush] his cock was hard and needy yet again.

Mr. Cumcannon noticed.

"I can't stand to see you in pain and discomfort, Sweetie," the man said.
"Just stand in front of me while I sit.  That's it."

And in double-quick time, Luke's cock was swallowed up and Mr. Cumcannon's
finger was up Luke's bum!!

There was a finger up Luke's bum!  As the school principal sucked Luke's
cock!

This day was NOT at all going the way Luke had imagined it.

The cocksucking was exquisite.

But the rubbing inside Luke's asshole was...well...startling!

Mr. Cumcannon had found something inside Luke's bum that was very naughty.
And he was rubbing it most maliciously as he sucked the boy's sweet cock.

Luke felt himself losing control of everything.  The walls had fallen down
in Mr. Cumcannon's office and the Luke was leaving earth on his way to
distant galaxies.

The pleasure was immense.

But it was more than that.

Something was happening to Luke.  Something irreversible.

With Kelly, he was in love and he loved being in love.

But these feelings he was experiencing under Mr. Cumcannon's tutelage went
beyond love.  They spoke to the satisfaction of real hunger.

Luke NEEDED Mr.  Cumcannon to keep rubbing that inside place.  His eyes
were filled with tears.  Emotion was high.  A nor'easter of a cum was
building inside him.  Not just in his balls and cock.  This one went from
his toenails to his head-hair follicles.

Luke's buttocks clenched Mr. Cumcannon's naughty finger.  The boy's nuts
drew in.  He cried out.  But nothing was shooting.

Agghhhhh!

There it was.  Delayed, but spectacular.

Stupendous.

Stupefying.

The boy's knees buckled and Mr. Cumcannon had to steady him with his free
arm, but managed to keep mouth on cock and finger on prostate.

The boy was limp and exhausted when the last tingle dissipated.

Mr. Cumcannon kissed him again, lovingly cleaned him up, and sent him out a
back door on his way back to class.  With a dazed look and empty testicles.

Time for Kelly.


Three – Kelly's punishment

Miss Prunely hadn't been much of a conversationalist during the 49 minutes
and 22 seconds that Kelly had been waiting for Luke to reappear.

All he had gotten from her were a series of disapproving looks and a
harrumph or two as she typed something or other into her computer.

Probably Luke and Kelly's expulsion papers, Kelly imagined.

What would the school tell their parents regarding why the two lovelies
were being cast out?

Would they give details!?!?!

"Mr. and Mrs.  Loving, I'm sorry to say, but your son is gay!!" that evil
principal would say.

Mom would faint, of course and Mr. Cumcannon and Daddy would make a big
deal about reviving her.  Then, when she had recovered a tiny bit,
Mr. Cumcannon would throw the haymaker: "I caught Kelly on his knees
sucking Luke Swain's penis.  Mrs. Swain has been hospitalized from the
shock that her son is gay.  But we have grief counselors ready for the both
of you if it would help."

That was probably how it would go.

Followed by a lot of "How could yous?" parental weeping and, of course,
parental spankings to exorcise the gay demons within Kelly.

But the immediate problem was the punishment Mr. Cumcannon was about to
administer to Kelly.

Why was it taking him so long to release Luke?  Was the beast waterboarding
him or something to get him to name all the gay kids at school?

Luke didn't know of any. And neither did Kelly.

Kelly and Luke weren't really gay after all.  They were just in love with
each other.

No sympathy from Miss Prunely.  Just more harrumphs.

Tears were drooling from sweet Kelly's eyes as the door to the torture
chamber opened and the Grand Inquisitor emerged.

Kelly stood up.  And looked behind Mr. Cumcannon for Luke.

No Luke.

Had Mr. Cumcannon used too much water and drowned him?  And a body-disposal
service took him out a back door?

Probably not.

But it was certainly possible.

"Your friend Luke has taken his punishment," Mr. Cumcannon said, "and is on
his way back to class through another door, young Loving.  Now it's time
for your punishment.  Follow me."

Not a wisp of warmth in that man, Kelly thought.

Kelly had little choice.  He followed Mr. Cumcannon into his office and
watched as he closed the door.

Then Kelly's nose gave him some very valuable information.

He smelled cum.

Lots of cum.

Covered by air freshener, but very much cummmage had taken place in that
room.  And very recently.

Now folks, Luke was a bit gullible and innocent, but Kelly, despite his
youth, had never even ridden on a turnip truck, let alone fallen off one.

Luke and Mr.  Cumcannon had done sex things in that room.

Kelly was sure of it.

That changed the game, didn't it?

Kelly didn't blame Luke for "cheating" on him with Mr. Cumcannon.  The man
surely seduced him.

Truth be told, before Kelly knew that the principal was a brutish monstrous
beast, he thought that Mr. Cumcannon was kind of hot.

Now young Kelly had been interested in learning about "things in general"
for quite some time.  Luke was Kelly's first love affair, but Kelly knew
that it wouldn't be his last.

Kelly was also not opposed to having more than one hot affair at a time.

Recognizing an opportunity, Kelly took it.

"You and Luke did sex things in here, Mr. Cumcannon.  Is that why you
brought me in here?  To take my pants off and do sex things with me?"

Wow!

That was a surprise to Mr. Cumcannon.

Resolving to buy better air freshener next time, Mr. Cumcannon told the
truth.

"I've been watching you and Luke sneak into that closet for some time now.
I figured that catching you in the act would be the best way to `introduce'
myself to your fun."

Kelly appreciated the honesty.  "Did Luke like it?"

Mr. Cumcannon smiled.  "I sucked his cock and he sucked mine.  I also found
his boy's place inside his bottom with my finger.  I can't speak for Luke,
but he certainly seemed to enjoy cummming from all that.  I know I did."

Kelly hesitated just long enough so that the man wouldn't think of him as
"easy."  Then the young beauty asked, "Would you like to do things like
that with me, Mr. Cumcannon?  And teach me about my `boy's place'"

Mr. Cumcannon smiled.  "Oh, yes, honey.  And thanks for dropping all the
pretense.  And your pants.  Which you're doing rather nicely right now."

The sight of Kelly naked below the waist brought Mr. Cumcannon to
"half-mast," despite his very recent workout with Luke.  And when Kelly
removed everything else, things became too crowded in Mr. Cumcannon's
trousers for the man to keep them on.  Or the rest of his clothes for that
matter.

Kelly trembled a bit as he beheld his first naked man.

The trembling intensified when Kelly beheld the glory that was
Mr. Cumcannon's cock.

Theory was nice.  The allegation that Luke had taken that warclub into his
mouth was interesting.  But Kelly was facing the reality of a fully aroused
man and his fully aroused cock intent on USING Kelly to satisfy all of his
disgusting man-needs.

Man-need satisfaction.  Mmmmmm.

Kelly was pretty sure that his life wasn't in danger.  A number of boys
who, over the years, had died after going into the principal's office would
have probably been noticed.

But Kelly had heard, though it was probably not true, that some men stuck
their stiff cocks into boys' bums. Pushed them back and forth a few times.
Then shot their man stuff into the boys.  Ensuring that the boy would never
poop normally again.

Fucking, they called it.  Though it wasn't like the man-woman fucking they
taught kids in health class.

It was dirtier.

Which probably meant it was more fun.  For the man at least.

Was THAT what Mr.  Cumcannon wanted to do to Kelly's tiny bum?!?!?!

He had to ask.

"Mr. Cumcannon, before we start.  You're not going to try to stick that big
thing inside my bottom, are you?"

Mr. Cumcannon smiled reassuringly and said, "Only if you ask me to,
sweetie."

Kelly sighed in deep relief.  That would never happen.  So all was OK.

Let the games begin.

Kelly gave Mr.  Cumcannon a few eyelash bats, then looked down shyly.

Mr. Cumcannon took a moment to drink in Kelly's vast beauty, noted that the
boy's cock was titanium hard, and drew him to his lap for some introductory
kissing.

Mr. Cumcannon was having a good morning.

Mmmmm.  It appeared that Luke had taught young Kelly a thing or two about
kissing.  Or maybe they had taught each other.

Kelly was an "all-in" kisser.

And instead of putting his left hand onto Mr. Cumcannon's shoulder, he put
it onto Mr.  Cumcannon's fat cock.

Which is so much nicer.

It was a good thing that Mr. Cumcannon had expended his first-of-the-day
with Luke 20 minutes or so earlier, or he would have given it up under
Kelly's sweet caresses and hot kisses.

The boy was a prodigy.

Kelly was thrilled to finally hold a real, fully-grown man's cock in his
sweet hand.  Rubbing.  Exploring.  Listening to all the little man-grunts
he was engendering.

Mr. Cumcannon's hand, being so much bigger and Kelly's cock being so much
smaller, it wasn't quite as nice when Mr. Cumcannon returned Kelly's cock
caresses.

But it was still very nice.

Being an educator, Mr. Cumcannon knew that what they were doing was review
work.  At grade level, but if they were going to move to new material, it
was time to do so.

"That's very nice, Honey," Mr. Cumcannon said after breaking the sweet
kiss.  "I want to show you some new things now.  Things I know you'll
like. OK?"

Kelly nodded shyly.

What a charmer.

"Stand up and face away from me.  That's it."

Huh?  Kelly thought then man was going to suck his cock.  He would like
that.  But it was review, he guessed, since he and Luke had sucked each
others'...

Whoa!

The man was kissing Kelly from the rear. Trailing smooches from the pretty
boy's neck, to his shoulders, all along his spine.

Taking his time.

Enjoying Kelly's soft moans as the expert boylover applied his skills.

When Mr.  Cumcannon reached the small of Kelly's back, the boy began to
wonder where the kiss trail was going.  And what would it do when it
arrived.

He soon found out.

Rather than veer left or right to worship Kelly's bumcheeks, Mr. Cumcannon
stayed in the center.

Kissing, then tonguing the very top of Kelly's bumcheek separation.  Where
the really good stuff begins.

Then moving southward.  Slowly.

Kelly was biting his bottom lip as Mr. Cumcannon used his left thumb to
pull the boy's pretty, pink, left bumcheek apart from its twin.

Even Luke hadn't visited the inner folds of Kelly's most private place.

Was Mr. Cumcannon planning some vile intrusion of Kelly's innocence?

Kelly certainly hoped so.

Oh

The pretty sissyboy gasped as the man planted a lips-only kiss onto that
fleshy, inner part of the bumcheek just to the left of Kelly's "wrinkle."

Kelly cried out.  But didn't try to wriggle away.

Even when the man extended his tongue and began to lick that left inner
cheek stuff.  Nor when Mr. Cumcannon repeated the filthy, presumptuous
misdeed on the area just right of Kelly's "wrinkle."

Kelly was squirming in a way that showed his discomfort, but wouldn't
unseat Mr.  Cumcannon from what Kelly was enjoying far more than a virtuous
boy should.

Kelly was perspiring as he considered the very real possibility that,
having circled the bullseye, the next shot would be...

Dead center!

Without so much as a "By your leave" or "Howdy do," the bold molester was
LICKING Kelly's asshole!

Licking it!

Oh!!!

He was pushing his tongue inside the hole where Kelly pooped!  The place no
one but Kelly had even seen since he started taking his own baths at age 6.

It was obscene!

It was indecent!

It was the most exciting thing that had ever happened to Kelly, including
the first time his One True Love, Luke, had sucked Kelly's cock.

The man's wet tongue was FORCING its way past Kelly's tight sphincter.
Licking places no tongue was ever meant to lick.  And the boy's feelings
were a heady mixture of one-eighth terror, one- quarter disgust, and
five-eighths sexual furor.

Kelly cried out in erotic distress.  But he didn't try to get away.  In
fact, unless Mr. Cumcannon had become disoriented, it appeared to the man
that the sweet boy was pushing his bum back to get an even larger measure
of tongue-borne saliva.

Let's consider Mr. Cumcannon's situation at that point.

He had an overheated, sexually-famished boy who had just expressed his avid
admiration for analingus.  The boy's bum was, Mr.  Cumcannon strongly
conjectured, virginal.  The man had no idea how far the boy would allow the
man to proceed.  And Mr. Cumcannon was not a rapist.

Moreover, there was a severe time constraint on any sexual activity that
man and boy could put together at that moment.

So fucking that perfect bottom at that time with that man's cock was
totally out of the question.

So it was a good thing nobody asked that question.

Mr. Cumcannon was going to fuck Kelly.

Proving for the five trillionth time in human history that sexual heat
trumps so-called "good sense."

The concept of being fucked by a hot, steaming, big-cocked man both
thrilled and horrified the sweet boy.

The times that the young beauty had investigated what it would be like to
insert his own fingers into his pink wrinkle, Kelly found it to be a
difficult passage to breach.

And Mr.  Cumcannon's cock looked a lot bigger than Kelly's fingers.

Perhaps we can list Kelly's dismissal of this logical, scientific analysis
as the five trillion and first time in human history that sexual heat
trumped so-called "good sense."

Kelly was gasping and moaning as Mr. Cumcannon withdrew his tongue and
replaced it with two thick fingers, coated with something quite slippery.

[Spermbutt Anal Lubricant, of course, for those of you who came into these
stories a bit late.]

The man's Spermbutt Anal Lubricant-coated fingers grazed something as-
yet-ungrazed deep within Kelly's anal environs.

Kelly had no clue what it was that was being violated by the anally
proficient man.

But the boy's instinct told him what to do about it.

Kelly Loving screamed like a banshee complaining about his cable TV bill.
And issued his first truly significant stream of boyspunk.

Mr. Cumcannon was pleased.  But not completely.

Sometimes the heat leaves a boy after a spunkup like that and his shame and
guilt about being a "little homo" make him act irrationally.  Such as
pulling his pants up and leaving.  Perhaps even marching right to a police
station and telling a fat Irish cop about "the bad man."

Not in Kelly's case, however.

Having tasted the forbidden fruit, Kelly wanted the whole bowl.

The hot little pillow-biter-to-be sensed that full, rutting, penile
penetration was the next agenda item and he was eager for it.

His only regret was that Luke hadn't been his first anal visitor.

Luke's five-plus inches would have been an outstanding starter kit for
Kelly's lifelong favorite pastime.

And he did love Luke deeply.

But Kelly knew that Luke was his tricycle and they would never get much
further than a two-wheeler with training wheels.

Mr. Cumcannon was a Harley Forty-Eight with a fat front tire and steel
peanut tank.

And they were about to mount it together.

Pausing for his last rationalization as a virgin, Kelly felt sure that Luke
was more suited to life as a sissyboy than as a stud.  So in the end, being
introduced to Mr. Cumcannon and Mr. Cumcannon's cock served both boys.

Ah, rationalization.  The one true comfort of our lives.

The man was very pleased with Kelly's beauty (astounding) and his docility
(convenient).

He was also quite pleased with himself for once again being in the position
he found himself.  Naked, with a beautiful, naked boy whose bum was
dripping with saliva and Spermbutt Anal Lubricant.  And making no protest.

Without ceremony, Mr. Cumcannon bent Kelly over the principal's desk,
grabbed the sissyboy's slim hips, lifted his bum a bit, lined up his cock
with the 107th virginal asshole he had thus far penetrated, and pushed.

Strongly.

Evenly.

Completely.

The best, least cruel way, he had found.

And the way one only employs in a soundproof room.

Because Kelly made sounds.  Lots of them.

Screams of agony at first.

Then pleas to remove the invader.

Followed by desperate grunts of pleasure.

Finally, screams of that other kind of agony.

The good kind.

Kelly's second toe-curler of that interesting morning was not as wet as the
earlier edition.

But it was seismic.

Mr. Cumcannon noticed, even though he was approaching his own "grand
crisis," thus losing the ability to think of anything other than the
impending seed-sharing he and the young beauty were about to experience.

A true bumblaster was building in the man's fat ballbag.

Kelly would rate in the top 10 percent of the 145 boys he had fucked in his
life (sadly, only 107 had been virgins, but the other 38 lads had been all
worth his loving attention too).  So somewhere in the top 15 or so.

To move up in the Cumcannon Hall of Fame, Kelly would need to excel in
beauty (a gimme for the lad), obedience (so far so good), fuckworthiness
(the man's balls were about to rate that for Kelly), prickpleasing (an
acquired skill) and flirtatiousness.

Young Luke was also a Hall of Fame candidate, though Mr. Cumcannon would
know more after Luke became number 108 and 146 respectively.

But enough of that.

Mr. Cumcannon decided he had better cum before Kelly got too fucksore back
there and began to have second thoughts about future trysts.

Plus, Mr.  Cumcannon had another appointment in less than 30 minutes and it
wouldn't do to have his visitor walk in on Mr. Cumcannon and Kelly naked
and fucking.

To give himself that extra little "push" in order to lose the load,
Mr. Cumcannon thought about being in bed naked with both Luke and Kelly.  A
dream that he was 99 percent sure could be realized soon.

Mr. Cumcannon's paratroopers had been given the jump command and they were
evacuating.

"Geronimo!"

Mr. Cumcannon's hard, deep thrusts and a hearty cry of erotic fury reminded
Kelly that he was with a man – a real man.

The boy felt his bum's first cumflood.

It was an exquisite feeling.  He was giving himself to the man.  The man
thought Kelly was so beautiful that he was giving him his precious seed.

Kelly was a gay little sissyboy, hungry for mancock and proud.

Instinctively, Kelly squeezed his bum as the man expended his sperm.  And
kept making squeeze and release motions.  Which is a very nice "extra" for
most of us, isn't it.

Mr. Cumcannon noted that for Kelly's future Hall of Fame consideration.

And a good time was had by all.

Both lovers were disappointed when the long-buzz ended and Kelly's bum
involuntarily rejected Mr. Cumcannon's softened weapon.

But the man's grateful kisses (including some nice ones on Kelly's cock and
balls) and soft endearments convinced Kelly that he had been an excellent
fuck.

Which is what we all want to hear, isn't it?

"You have to clean up and get back to class now, Honey, and I have to get
back to work," Mr.  Cumcannon said.  "How would you feel about being in bed
with Luke and me, all of us naked, having some real fun?"

Kelly glowed at the thought.

"I'd love that, Mr. Cumcannon.  Are you going to ask Luke or should I?"

"I think he loves you more, Sweetie.  Are you two free anytime after school
or on the weekend?"

"We're both latchkey, Mr. Cumcannon.  We could tell our Moms that there's a
big research project at school tomorrow that we need to stay for.  And
maybe you could get Miss Prunely to call the Moms at work to back that up."

Mr. Cumcannon was impressed.  The boy was already a skilled fabulist
(liar).  An excellent asset for a boy intent on being molested.

One last goodbye kiss and Kelly left by the back door.  Wondering how he
was going to be able to smooth it all over with Luke.



Four – The appointment

Mr. Cumcannon scurried around trying to make the office less spunk-ridden
before his next appointment arrived.

Thank goodness he remembered to clean up both of Kelly's sweet messes.  And
to slip into his private bathroom to wash his cock of the Kelly smellies.

Everything was tucked away, including his still-drooling cock, when Miss
Prunely buzzed in, "Your 11 o'clock is here, Mr. Cumcannon."

"Thank you, Miss Prunely," he responded.

The door opened and in walked 12-year-old Bruce Mincer.  The prettiest
seventh-grader at Littleputz Middle School (though with sixth-grader Kelly
new to the scene, perhaps no longer the prettiest boy in school.

Bruce didn't know that, of course.  He was reporting for his thrice-weekly
"counseling session" with Mr. Cumcannon.

A misnomer, perhaps.

It was really more about, how may I put this delicately, fucking, than
counseling.

Though both counselor and counselee felt better after each session.

Mr. Cumcannon didn't usually engage in any,
non-school-administration-related activity on the mornings of Bruce's
counseling sessions.  So he was a bit apprehensive about being able to
"deliver the goods" the way Bruce clearly expected.

All of Mr.  Cumcannon's "special friends" knew on some level that they
weren't the man's "one and only."

He wasn't their one-and-only either.

But Mr. Cumcannon didn't want to rub their faces in the fact that he has a
harem within the school.

The current roster of Mr. Cumcannon's sperm donors and receivers numbered
four, with two new provisional members, Luke and Kelly, bringing the number
to six.

That's a lot of bum to lubricate with his manly juices.

Thank goodness that Mr. Cumcannon was a potent potentate and had once been
able to keep as many as eight lovelies in his love troupe at one time.

Of course he was younger then.

And hadn't just had some significant sex with two "recruits" scant moments
earlier.

Bruce was less astute than Kelly, but a bit more than Luke.

So he knew Mr.  Cumcannon was pounding his pork into at least two other
boys in school, maybe three.  But he had seen all three of those lads over
the course of the morning and none was glowing with that freshly-fucked
feeling he was eager to acquire for himself.

Bruce knew with one glance that Mr. Cumcannon, a man who had fucked Bruce
more than 150 times in the past year, had already "gotten some' that
morning.

How much "some" would probably impact on whether Bruce would return to
class with a lot of cum steadily drooling from his bum and down his thighs
or a little.

He wasn't jealous.  More like "amused" and "curious."

Mr. Cumcannon was rarely nervous about fucking boys.  "Old Reliable" always
stood proud when called for duty.

But what if Old Reliable chose that moment to go on break?

That would be humiliating.

And, of course, that was exactly the line of thought that makes an Old
Reliable into Mr. Softy.

Bruce decided his love mentor needed some extra stimulation if their
rendezvous were to reach its usual pinnacle.

The boy unbuttoned his shirt to reveal the outsized, puffy nipples that
Mr. Cumcannon had adored on so many sweet occasions.  "Have I ever told you
that I love you, Mr. Cumcannon?" Bruce asked with a sweet little pout.

Mr. Cumcannon gulped. He and the boys rarely used the "L" word.

Couldn't he just lick those nipples and not think about love and all that?

Bruce saw exactly what Mr. Cumcannon was thinking, so he stepped in.  "Oh,
I don't mean the kind of love where we `possess' each other.  We both have
other good friends.  Lots of them.  I mean the kind of love where we get
excited when we think about each other.  And I always get excited when I
think about you."

Better, the man thought.  Whenever I'm with you my dick gets hard.  That
kind of love.

He cleared his throat and said, "I love you that way too, Baby.  Come over
here."

Bruce giggled, played shy for a nanosecond or two, then sissied over to his
man.

Mr. Cumcannon knew he was living the dream.  Not only did this beautiful,
black-haired, brown-eyed, slim-hipped, tiny-pricked boy give his body to
Mr. Cumcannon whenever the man wanted.  The boy loved him.

Did he love Bruce too?  Sure. In ways beyond just erections and fucking. He
loved every boy he fucked.

But he knew that his relationships with his boys evolved as the boys aged
out of Littleputz Middle School.

Frankly, when the boys got older, Mr. Cumcannon's sexual interest in them
waned, then disappeared.

It was so convenient for Mr. Cumcannon in many ways.  They turned 13 or
early 14 and graduated, moving on to high school.

The goodbyes were sometimes tearful (and always sperm-filled), but goodbyes
nevertheless.

Mr. Cumcannon's old boys would visit him sometimes to tell them about their
lives.  But sex never happened.

Had Mr. Cumcannon ruined their lives by fucking them so young?

No way.

No one was in therapy.  No one had done harm to himself or others.  About
half of the boys led thoroughly hetero lives.  And none had regrets, other
than wishing they could have stayed 11 years old for 20 more years.

Mr. Cumcannon nursed on Bruce's right nipple as the angel slithered out of
his pants, shoes and socks.

The man paused, knowing what was next.

Bruce was wearing only panties.  The black, low-cut, slimfit, open-backdoor
bikinis that Mr. Cumcannon had given Bruce three weeks earlier.

Mr. Cumcannon loved to give his lovers gifts, especially panties.
Sometimes he gave the boys lingerie to wear on the rare occasions when they
slept over at his house.  Usually under the pretext of a class overnight
trip.

The little dazzlers that Bruce was wearing were for the satisfaction of one
of Mr. Cumcannon's naughtier quirks.  He loved to fuck a boy still wearing
his panties.  So that the boy drenches the little teasers when he cums.

Thong panties are OK for that.  But the best ones are those designed for
full-bumhole exposure.

"You wore them for me," Mr. Cumcannon sighed appreciatively.

"Oh yes, sir.  I'm all lubed back there and ready for you too, since we
only have my lunch period, 45 minutes.  I was hoping you could feed me a
hot lunch first and then fuck my naughty bottom.  I want to wear them all
afternoon, soaked with my cum up front and drooling your sperm in the
back."

Mr. Cumcannon groaned silently.

He wants to swallow a big load, then have me fuck him in the bum?  In 45
minutes? After I got things initiated with both Luke and Kelly earlier this
morning?

I think you'll agree that the people who educate our children are seriously
underpaid.

Anyone who could do what Bruce asked of him that morning, under those
conditions, deserves it all.

And friends, Bruce got it all.

On his knees for eight saliva and pre-cum-filled minutes, Bruce coaxed a
respectable load of man juices from his lover's manly testicles.

Then, after a 12 minute kiss, stroke, lick, suck and pet session,
Mr. Cumcannon managed a miraculous stiffie.

He fucked young Bruce on his carpet, boy on his back, for 18 hot, hard
minutes, during which the boy squealed and squirted twice.  Then, defying
the Laws of the Universe, Mr. Cumcannon shot four fairly thick ropes of
bumpleaser into his boyfriend's needy pussy.

To this day, Mr.  Cumcannon doesn't remember Bruce cleaning up, getting
dressed and saying goodbye.

Nor does he remember getting dressed himself and finding his way to his
desk chair, where he considered icing his balls down a bit, but fell asleep
before he could.

But that was what happened.

He does remember waking up at 1:34 p.m. with a steady ache in his exhausted
balls.  And a proud feeling for what he had apparently accomplished that
day.


Five – Facing Luke

It was part of Luke and Kelly's standard operating procedure to avoid
contact in public during the school day.

If they did interact, they reasoned correctly, anyone with a palpitating
brain cell would see that they were deeply in love.  Gay love!  Thus, they
thought, subject to the slings and arrows of outrageous classmates.
Because no one else in the school, student nor teacher, was doing gay sex
things.  Luke and Kelly were sure of that.

So imagine their pain as each ached to tell the other some version of what
had befallen them in the principal's office.

They cast glances at each other from opposite sides of the lunchroom.  Then
almost spoke as they passed each other in the hall between classes.

Luke was relieved to see Kelly breathing on his own after that beastly
Mr. Cumcannon had had him in his clutches.

Though Kelly was pretty sure that the worst that had befallen Kelly was
something similar to the kissing and [gasp] blowjobs Luke and the man had
hotly exchanged.

The worst case for Luke, of course, would be if Kelly had resisted
Mr. Cumcannon's lewd advances, citing his true love for Luke and only
Luke. While Luke had satisfied his own filthy, unexpected urges with
Mr. Cumcannon.

The shame of that scenario would be unquenchable, Luke decided in the
melodramatic way that 13-year-olds see the world.

Fortunately, two things assuaged Luke's potential flood of shame.  First,
by prearrangement, the boys had a DEFCON ONE (the most severe) meeting
place and time – five minutes after dismissal in the basement supply
closet.  Second, Kelly already knew that Luke had given it up and took pity
on his lover.

So when they met, Luke closed the closet door, opened his mouth to speak,
but Kelly jumped in.  "I knew that you and Mr. Cumcannon had done sex
things as soon as I walked in," Kelly said. "I could smell it.  But that's
OK.  It's good, really.  Because I did things too.  Good things.  Things we
can do with each other.  And with Mr. Cumcannon and other men.  While we
stay lovers and only love each other."

Luke shut his mouth and considered.

The worst possibility had passed.

He didn't like the thought of Mr. Cumcannon with Kelly. But he did like the
thought of Mr.  Cumcannon being with him.

He should hear Kelly out.

"So Luke, Honey, I know we never meet at my house, but my Mom won't be home
until 6:30 tonight.  We could both get totally naked, get in bed and I'll
show you what I learned.  OK?"

Naked and horizontal with Kelly?  Doing the review stuff and the new stuff?
For almost three hours?

Luke kissed Kelly and said, "I'll wait five minutes and follow you."

Luke's cock was stiff as reinforced tungsten as Kelly kissed him once more
and left the closet.

Twelve minutes later, Luke knocked on Kelly's back door and was let in.  It
would not be the last time that day that Luke sought admission to Kelly's
back door and was let in.

The boys took the stairs up to Kelly's bedroom two at a time, stripped at
Cheetah-speed and consumed each other's naked bodies with hot kisses.

It was a major milestone for the boys to be fully naked together.  And
secure from discovery.  They adored it.  And intended to enjoy it to the
fullest.

The boy-heat was so intense that nothing was going to be communicated until
their nut bags were emptied once.

So the sweet angels got into their first 69 position.  And sucked each
other's cocks most deliciously.  With lots of slurpy noises, saliva and
spilled precum.

Kelly spunked first, which made Luke feel a bit more manly.  He needed that
after allowing his lover to dally with another man.  And after himself
dallying with that man.

He would need all that manliness for what Kelly was about to propose.
Right after the younger sissyboy did something that threw an electric shock
wave through Luke's sweet body.

After cumming a goodly glop into Luke's mouth, then buzzing through the
afterbuzz a bit, Kelly increased the speed and intensity of his
cocksucking.  Then added something new and improved.

Having learned much from his new cum sensei, Kelly slid two fingers into
Luke's bumhole as he fellated him.

Now let's agree that Kelly wasn't skilled enough to find Luke's prostate on
that first attempt.

But he still got his lover's full attention.  Which engendered Kelly's full
mouth.

Though rationality is usually scarce in the blissful moments of one's
orgasm, Luke was able to form three thoughts.  First – "WOW!!"  Second –
"Where did Kelly learn that?"  Third – "Oh yeah.  It had to be
Mr. Cumcannon."

Luke shuddered in a furor of lust as Kelly's fingers persisted in Luke's
tight bum as Kelly's mouth received its full reward for a job very well
done.

The naked lovers lay side by side, nippled chests heaving with partial, but
delicious satisfaction.

Luke wanted to kiss his lover and rub their extra-sensitive cocks together.
But he was even more curious than he was randy.

"That was nice, Kelly.  A big surprise.  Really dirty.  But nice.  Did
Mr. Cumcannon stick his fingers in your bottom?"

Before he answered, Kelly placed himself lips-to-lips and cock-to-cock with
his lover.

After two or three minutes of steamy friction, Kelly repeated his manual
probe of Luke's bottomhole.

Luke loved it so much that he returned the favor.

It felt extra-dirty to have his fingers in Kelly's bum, but sexy too.
Really sexy.

Kelly broke the kiss and said, "Oh, Luke.  I love you.  Doesn't that feel
awesome?"

Luke grunted his pleasure and rubbed his cock against Kelly's.  Both boys
had already begun to recover their stiffies.

Luke guessed it was all right that Mr. Cumcannon had taught Kelly that
trick.  It had been fun so far all right.

As long as that was all Mr. Cumcannon had done with...

"Mr. Cumcannon put other things in my bottom besides his fingers, Luke,"
Kelly said shyly, coquettishly.  "Fun things.  Things I know you'll like.
I liked them a lot."

An icepick ran through Luke's heart.

That beast Mr.  Cumcannon must have put a banana or a cucumber or something
up Kelly's bottom.  Luke was going to the police!

"Mr. Cumcannon put his tongue in my asshole, Luke.  It was awesome.  Let me
show you."

Horror!

Disgusting!

He couldn't!

But Kelly was gently rolling Luke onto his stomach.

Kneeling between Luke's splayed legs, Kelly parted Luke's bumcheeks with
his fingers and applied his lips and the very tip of his tongue to Luke's
wrinkled anus.

Ohhhhh!!

That was new!

And incredible!!

Kelly pushed his tongue into his Love's bumhole as deeply as he could shove
it.

Luke had a fleeting regret when he considered that Mr. Cumcannon had
violated Kelly in that way.  Then he just enjoyed the amazing sensations.

Just before he felt the first strong warning pang of orgasm, Luke
remembered that Kelly had said that Mr. Cumcannon had put "other things"
than fingers into Kelly's bum.  The tongue was one thing.  What else went
up there?

Then he stopped thinking and soaked Luke's sheets.

Oh my.

That was two anally-induced orgasms for Luke already that fine afternoon.

The boy was discovering his destiny.

Luke was able to collect himself eventually and remember that, as the
older, bigger and stronger boy, he should be in charge of the lovemaking.

But how to regain that initiative.

Kelly had an idea.

A really good idea.

"I want you to do that other thing to me that Mr. Cumcannon did to me,
Luke.  Please!"

And the young beauty pouted most provocatively.

Luke had to ask.

"What did that man do to you?" Luke asked in a low growl.  Protective of
Kelly.

Kelly looked at Luke shyly and said, "He fucked me.  In my ass.  With his
cock.  It was awesome!  Will you put your cock in my ass, Luke?  Please?"

TMI!

Luke was on information overload.

He had never even considered asking Kelly for anal intercourse and here
Kelly was, asking Luke.

Mr. Cumcannon had put his cock, which as a recent sucker of said penis,
Luke knew to be large, into Kelly's tiny butthole?  Which Luke's fingers
had been barely able to get into?

Had Mr. Cumcannon ripped something apart that he shouldn't have inside
Kelly?  No.  The boy seemed all right.  Randier than usual even.

Luke could feel Kelly stroking Luke's cock.  Getting it nice and hard
again.  So that Luke could "fuck" Kelly!

Luke didn't know much about much, but he knew that Kelly's offer was not to
be dismissed.

Let's remember that Luke had a nice five-and-a-quarter-inch beauty that for
a boy Kelly's age, was quite a bumstretcher.  And having cum twice already
that afternoon, Luke wasn't about to shoot his gun too soon.

So he wouldn't embarrass himself.

But how?

"On the way out of Mr. Cumcannon's office today, I stole a bottle of the
stuff he used to lube my bottom and his cock.  It's called Spermbutt Anal
Lubricant.  Good stuff.  Then I'll show you what Mr.  Cumcannon did and we
can fuck."

OK then.

Kelly asked Luke to use two fingers to lube Kelly's bottom up nice and
slippery.  Which was so nice with the kissing the boys indulged in during
the lubing that Kelly screamed (loudly) and shot his cream (creamily).  It
seems that Luke had stumbled across Kelly's prostate.  Luke noted the
reaction and vowed to replicate it soon.

When Luke had finished, he lubed up his cock, which had regained all its
vigor.

Kelly was on all fours on his bed, begging for Luke's cock in his bottom.

A moment that Luke would never forget.

Luke knelt behind his Love and, on the third attempt, managed to slide his
fat knob past Kelly's sphincter and into nirvana.

Oh, Baby!

Where had this "fucking" thing been all of Luke's life?

He felt things he didn't think were indigenous to our planet.

Maybe Mr.  Cumcannon wasn't such a bad guy after all.  No.  He was a true
educator.  Preparing boys for the best parts of their lives.

Kelly was also grateful to Mr. Cumcannon at that moment, but also thrilled
to be fucked by his One True Love, Luke Swain.  Whose cock was MORE than
big enough to thrill Kelly every time it rubbed Kelly's newly-discovered
prostate.

Oh, the possibilities, Kelly imagined!  To be able to have this kind of fun
every time he and Luke got together.  What they were doing before was
lovely.  But this was testicle-shattering!

"Oh, Luke," sweet Kelly squealed as the older boy's cock rubbed the
younger's "boy's place" for the 72nd time.

The young lovely convulsed in erotic torment, then shivered through the
longest orgasm of his life.

All of which thrilled Luke nearly as much as it thrilled Kelly.

Though what followed for Luke proved to be quite nice.

Since this was Luke's first fuck, he was unsure about a critical matter.

In the hetero porn movies he'd seen, the tattooed (they always have
tattoos), thuggish man always pulls his cock out of the woman's vagina just
before he's going to shoot.  The woman often scurries into a position where
said thug can masturbate and shoot his sperm all over her face.

Which all seemed really silly to Luke.  You can masturbate anytime.  Why
not enjoy what got you to orgasm throughout your orgasm?  Plus, why shoot
your cum all over your lover's face all the time?  Isn't that degrading?

Luke decided that his building load's best destiny was in Kelly's bottom.
Instincts he barely knew he had told him to deposit his sperm within his
partner.

So when he was ready to cream, he creamed into Kelly's sweet butt.

Which Kelly enhanced quite nicely with that gripping and releasing cock
massage he had tried out on Mr. Cumcannon earlier that day.

Luke's exclamations during orgasm were both manly grunts and sissy squeals.
Symbolic of his status – somewhere between stud and sissyboy.

The second and third times he fucked Kelly that delightful afternoon, he
was able to confine himself to grunts.  Though he wanted to squeal a bit as
well.


Seven – Two Sissyboys and a Man

Luke managed to stagger home five minutes before his single Mom got home
that night.

Thank goodness he had had the good sense to shower quickly before coming
home or Mom, who knew what cum smells like, would know all.

Instead, Mom told Luke how pleased she was that Luke had been selected for
that special research project every afternoon for the next two weeks.  Miss
Prunely had called her at work and described it all. Something about
academic achievement being linked to attention span or something like that.

"You were one of only six boys chosen, Honey."

Luke smiled.  Actually, Luke knew, he was only two boys chosen.  Him and
Kelly.

Kelly's Mom was also thrilled.

Luke and Kelly were thrilled when they heard that it would be every day for
two weeks!  That was ten school days of being naked with a naked man!!!

Despite their excitement, the boys slept well that night.  Fucking is,
after all, hard work.

The next morning at school, Mr. Cumcannon greeted the students as he always
did.  In addition to his standard welcome, he conveyed two additional
messages to Luke and Kelly.

"No cumming today" and "Fifth and Main Streets at 3:15."  Two blocks from
school.

No cumming would be difficult, but the boys were sure that they would have
several make-up opportunities that afternoon.

The school day lasted FOREVER!  But then, it was 3:15 and they were at
Fifth and Main.

A black Mercedes with tinted windows pulled up and the window rolled down
just enough so that the boys could see it was Mr. Cumcannon.  And not some
pervert.  Just their very own pervert.

The lads got into the car and five minutes later they were pulling into the
garage of a very nice home.

Mr. Cumcannon turned off the engine, closed the garage door and opened the
car door for the boys.

No neighbor saw anything.

"Welcome to my home, boys," Mr. Cumcannon said as he led them into the
house.  As they passed the kitchen, the man said, "I'd offer you
after-school milk and cookies, but I think you're hungry for other things,
am I right?"

The boys giggled cutely.

Luke couldn't help being a sissyboy when Mr. Cumcannon was around.

The three entered a large master bedroom with a bed the size of the federal
deficit.  Everything was neat and clean and Kelly counted four Spermbutt
Anal Lubricant dispensers around the room.

Mr. Cumcannon must do a lot of entertaining, Kelly reasoned.

"Go ahead and get undressed, my darlings.  Unless you want me to undress
you.  Or you could undress each other."

Luke and Kelly looked at each other.  Then at Mr.  Cumcannon.  The man was
going to have to work for his pussy by undressing them first.

No problem.

Just to make things go a bit more seamlessly once the boys were undressed,
Mr. Cumcannon got naked first.

Luke couldn't help it.  He licked his lips.  Kelly noticed.  Apparently,
despite his self-delusion, Luke was gay, Kelly thought.  And the younger
boy was glad that that was settled.

Mr. Cumcannon took his time undressing the boys – kissing each bit of
bare skin as he exposed it.  Perhaps his slowness was just getting back at
them for being lazy.  But it was more likely that he loved building
anticipation and heat.

When everyone was naked and on a high simmer, Mr. Cumcannon asked, "Did you
enjoy fucking Kelly yesterday, Luke?"

Luke and Kelly turned red with shame.  Has they been caught again?  By
someone else, who reported it all to Mr. Cumcannon?  Did their Moms know?

Mr. Cumcannon chuckled.

"That was an educated guess.  I noticed that Kelly `liberated' a bottle of
Spermbutt Anal Lubricant from my office yesterday.  It was clear to me that
he loves Luke and he loves being fucked, so he intended to have Luke fuck
him, using the Spermbutt Anal Lubricant.  Elementary.  How was it?"

Luke croaked out an "awesome."

Kelly nodded eagerly.

"How many times?  Once?  Twice?"

Luke and Kelly giggled.  "Three times," Kelly proclaimed.

"WHOA!!  You little horndogs!  I knew you would like fucking.  Can I watch
Luke fucking Kelly?"

That was unexpected.  But quite a good idea.

Mr. Cumcannon watched as Luke used two fingers to lubricate and dilate
Kelly's sweet bum.

Luke was a bit startled that Mr. Cumcannon simultaneously did the same to
Luke's sweet bum.

"You don't want Kelly to have all the fun, do you, Luke?"

Luke wasn't sure what that meant.  But he knew what two manfingers rubbing
his prostate meant.  Stupefying pleasure.

Mr. Cumcannon stopped the prostate massage before Luke shot his cream.
Which would have delayed the Kelly fuck by 15 minutes or so.

Kelly pronounced himself ready for fucking by getting on the bed, on all
fours and wiggling that magnificent ass at Luke.

Luke scurried up behind Kelly and, proud to show Mr. Cumcannon what a good
fucker he was, slid his cock into Kelly's very willing pussyhole.

The boys slid into a slow, early-fuck rhythm.  It was so delightful that
Luke was only partly cognizant of Mr. Cumcannon kneeling behind him.  He
did notice, FULLY, that Mr. Cumcannon had slipped two fingers into Luke's
bum as he fucked Kelly.  A little extra that had Luke's eyes rolling back
in their sockets.

It was disappointing when, for some reason, Mr. Cumcannon slid the fingers
out.

Then Luke discovered the reason.

The man was replacing the fingers with his cock!!

Mr. Cumcannon was going to fuck Luke!  While Luke was fucking Kelly!!
Without Luke's permission!!!

Which, if Luke allowed it, would make Luke gay.  Not only gay, but a
simpering little, butt-fucked, cocksucking sissyboy.  He'd probably have to
wear panties and drop them for a number of men and older boys.

He should tell Mr. Cumcannon to stop.  He should insist!

But the man's cock was past the ring and was rubbing Luke's prostate quite
exquisitely.  As Luke was afforded the rare, double pleasure of having his
own cock firmly in Kelly's bumhole.

The pleasures Luke experienced during those ultra-carnal moments cannot be
committed to alphanumerics.  They can only be felt.

His orgasm brought him within a whisker of the afterlife.

And Luke became, at that moment, the sissyboy he had always been, but would
never admit to being.

Until he was caught.


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