Date: Mon, 27 Apr 2015 05:15:38 -0700
From: Jason J <snowflakes99988@gmail.com>
Subject: snow-shovelling-the-neighbourhood-4

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"Jason, wake up dear! It's time to get ready for school" exclaimed Mrs. Day.

"Oooohhh," groaned Jason as he closed his eyes tighter and haphazardly
swung his legs out of bed.

The air kissed his bare skin and he shivered as the lightly blond
hairs on his legs stood up and goosebumps ran uniformly across his
body. With closed eyes he began leafing through a pile of folded
clothes at the foot of his bed. His alarm clock blinked mockingly as
he slipped out of the white T-shirt he slept in. The freedom of
sleeping in just a soft cotton Tee was both liberating and comforting.

Jason's brother James was already eating breakfast by the time he had
put on his school uniform and brushed his teeth. Taking a seat next to
his brother, he started devouring a bowl of warm oatmeal with sliced
banana, cinnamon & a splash of cream. His head rested lazily on his
left arm as he spooned his breakfast.


"Boys. Now I want you waiting for me at 3 O'clock today when I pick
you up, because we are going to the airport after."

"Why mom?" Asked James.

"We're getting two new exchange students today & Jason that means
you'll have to move your room upstairs."

"Ahh ok Mom. Do we know who they are yet?"

"Umm. One is a girl from Japan named Kozue [Ko-Zu-eh] & the other is
named Rafael from Spain."

"Cool. Can we go now? I don't want to be late again!" Said Jason
pushing his bowl forward and springing to his feet.


Jason raced to throw on his black ankle high dress boots, which
matched well against his dark navy slacks and light grey school
sweater. He bushed back his the hair from his eyes & slipped into his
winter jacket before grabbing his backpack and heading out the front
door. The winter breeze was still in full force even though it was
late March. Frost covered the ground & an ominous grey overcast seemed
to indefinitely cover the sky.


A few short blocks later and their Toyota Rav4 drove up in front of
school & Jason had just enough time to give his mother a kiss on the
cheek before sprinting to homeroom before the bell chimed.


Homeroom was a total joke, but Jason used it as an opportunity to
catch up with his friends and their weekends. A common trait of their
conversations was vivd exaggeration, shared by all & intermittently
halted when Mr. Fraser shot them icy glares from behind his desk. By
9:00am they were sitting in Ms. Smith's Math class. To the pleasant
surprise from the education board, Math scores across the grade had
improved noticeably. It could be because of her teaching methods or
her short skirts and low cut tops, which entice the boys to seek extra
help.


Halfway through her class, Jason requested a hall pass & climbed the
stairs in East tower to the third floor washroom. Once inside, Jason
dropped down to a crouch and scanned underneath the stalls. No-one. He
proceeded to enter the closest stall, lower the lid and slide down his
slim fit navy dress pants. His mind raced with his usual memories and
fantasies, causing his boxers to tent. He sat down & felt the cool
porcelain seat against his bum as his hands stroked his now throbbing
little cock. His dick was thick for a young boy and he lowered and
raised his foreskin with every quick stroke. Thoughts of Kevin, of Mr
Tran, swirled through his imagination. He often wondered why he only
got to be with each of them once. Within seconds, he felt a pressure
rising within him & he came. The two drops of white semen that fell
onto his hand, he licked and ran the wet finger over his boy hole. Now
slightly out of breath, he casually strolled back to class wearing a
happy expression across his face.


The day cruised into the afternoon & Jason walked with his friend's
Aaron & Sophia, or China blue as everyone calls her, into Science
their last class of the day.


Mr. Trench was a strange man and seemed to give off a weird vibe;
however, he was always particularly nice to Jason, making sure to chat
with him in the hallways. They were watching a short film on Atoms,
while Mr. Trench circled the back of the room. Jason stole a glance in
his direction and noticed he was wearing cream colored Khaki's with a
brown belt & gold buckle, along with a short sleeve white dress shirt
& large floral tie. He wasn't Tall, but still taller than most of the
boys in his class. His furry arms were covered in dark matted hair &
he wore large silver brimmed glasses. Mr Trench always had a neatly
groomed moustache and combed his hair to one side, giving him a
slightly dated appearance, but he was only in his forties.


Jason's gaze lingered a couple of seconds too long & he caught Mr.
Trench's eyes, who immediately smiled and circled back around the
class. Jason turned back the TV, but was soon startled by a strong
grip on his right arm and left shoulder. Mr. Trench leaned down to
Jason's face and whispered, "Did you have a question Jason?"

"Oh no sir. well actually..."

"Ok, let's wait until after class, just hang back for a minute" Said
Mr. Trench.

A couple of minutes later the lights flicked back on & everyone was
dismissed early for the day. Jason looked towards the door, but
noticed Mr. Trench's gaze in his peripherals and thought better of
leaving. Jason waited in his desk a few extra seconds until the last
stragglers seemed to leave.

"Well Jason, what did you think of the material today?" Said Mr.
Trench now closing the doors to the classroom.

Jason watched him & noticed that he turned the lock closed.

"To be honest, I would rather watch soccer" said Jason, knowing full
well that he loved soccer.

"Ha ha ha I couldn't agree more" said Mr. Trench now taking a seat in
his leather chair at his desk. "Come here Jason, I have your test from
last week."

Jason stood up and glanced outside, which looked down from the second
floor to the street. He noticed Mr. Trench's eyes follow him, starting
at his feet and moving up. Together they looked at his test. Mr.
Trench was sitting with his legs open and leaned forward. Jason was
now standing behind his desk in front of him and pressing down on the
desktop with both hands, studying his paper. He felt a hand on the
small of his back & suddenly Jason decided to go along with whatever
this was & see if Mr. Trench was interested. Although, he had never
thought of him in that way, he couldn't resist the temptation.


Mr. Trench edged closer and placed his hand on the small of Jason's
back and pointed out a mistake with his right finger. Jason playfully
placed his hand on his teacher's forearm and took a step back,
catching his heel purposefully on the rolling wheel of Mr. Trench's
chair and losing his balance. Jason fell backwards into his teacher's
lap and felt his arms circle around to brace him. Instead of rising,
Jason lingered for a few seconds, long enough to turn and look into
Mr. Trench's hazel eyes and feel something hard pressed up against his
bum.


The sound of kids playing outside went unnoticed and Jason rose to his
feet and turned back around to face him.

"I'm so sorry about that" Said Jason, feeling his face flush with the
heat of embarrassment. He lifted his gaze back to meet his teacher's
eyes, who was staring back at him. Jason mustered up the courage to
reach out and grab Mr. Trench's glasses.

"I'll clean those" he said dropping to his knees, now directly in
front of Mr. Trench's crotch. He heard a small gasp as he leaned in
and used the bottom of his tie to brush the lens of the glasses. Once
finished he handed the glasses back and placed his left hand on one
thigh and his right on the other. By now it was impossible to ignore
the massive erection that was caught in the right pant leg of Mr.
Trench's Khaki's. Jason could see the head of his penis and the
enormous length of his cock. Jason pretended to be looking down at Mr.
Trench's tie, when he felt a strong hand at the back of his neck
causing him to look up.


At that moment, he locked eyes with his teacher and felt the hunger of
his teacher's lust in the most intense stare he had every received in
his life. Mr. Trench jerked him into a deep kiss & Jason felt his
tongue penetrate his mouth and his moustache dance on his lips. Within
an instant Mr. Trench had ripped off Jason's pants and engulfed his
hard little cock in his mouth. Jason welcomed it and felt his legs
twitch under the stimulation.


Mr. Trench licked and sucked Jason's dick, taking in his smooth boy
balls and grabbing his ass from behind. His desire was overwhelming
and he quickly spun Jason around so that he could see his ass. To his
surprise Jason leaned forward on the desk and spread his cheeks with
his small hands exposing a pink rosebud, completely hairless and
winking. He dove his tongue into his ass, lapping up his hole
desperately. Mr. Trench's mind was jumping from thought to thought and
before he realized what he was doing, he had Jason on his back on the
desk, pants off and sweater rolled up to his armpits.


Jason looked up at his teacher, his legs high above him and gripped
around the ankles in Mr. Trench's hands. He saw Mr. Trench unbuckle
his belt and open his khakis, finally letting his massive circumcised
cock spring forward. It was thick and leaking precum. Jason lowered
his legs and pressed his bare feet up against the hard cock. It felt
warm and throbbing against his toes. He gripped it with his feet and
felt Mr. Trench Pump his hips against him, fucking his feet.

"Don't you want my little ass? Please fuck me, I need you" said Jason,
now biting his lip.

At that he felt his long white legs being pushed up against his chest
into the fetal position, while still on his back. He felt the massive
head of his teacher's cock pressed up against his asshole. His own
cock was throbbing hard and he felt a mix of spit and pressure on his
ass until finally Mr. Trench's cock broke through. The pain was
intense and he felt his mouth being covered by a hand. His ass was
being slowly penetrated until the tension subsided slightly. Jason
looked up at Mr. Trench as shockwaves echoed through his body,
crashing his senses. He watched Mr. Trench as he pounded his little
ass and kissed his lips. He felt his cock inside him completely and
then suddenly.

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*


Mr. Trench froze in panic. He slowly removed his cock from the boy's
ass "Don't move" he whispered. He crept to the peephole of the door
and peered through. Jason's heart was pounding. Then strangely Mr.
Trench unlocked the door and Jason's anxiety increased. Then in
stepped Mr. Burke, the tenth grade football coach.

"Well well, Hi Jason." smiled Mr. Burke.

Jason watched Mr. Burke and Mr Trench walk over to him. Mr Burke was a
bear of a man, Tall and good looking, with a large belly and muscular
hairy arms. He stripped out of his pants and walked over to Jason's
head. Jason felt a large hard cock plop down onto his face. "Suck it
baby" said Mr. Burke.

Then he felt Mr. Trench slide his massive cock back into his little
pink ass hole as he instinctively wrapped his legs around his
Teacher's waist. His mouth was full of dark, uncircumcised cock as he
slurped and swallowed it. Within minutes, Mr. Trench lifted Jason up
and brought him back to his chair. Mr. Trench sat down in his chair
with his cock still deep inside the boy's bum. Jason sat down on his
cock and began pumping his hips and riding his teacher while being
kissed feverishly.

Jason felt Mr. Burke's body pressed up behind him now, he was being
sandwiched by his teachers. Jason was suddenly confused, he felt Mr.
Trench deep inside his now numb ass, but he could feel Mr. Burke
trying to fuck him as well. Then new shockwaves and pressure emanated
from his ass as he felt Mr. Burke's cock begin to slide inside of him.
Jason moaned in ecstasy and started to cum violently as both of his
teachers fucked him without mercy. He felt each of them cum. Their
cock's pulsing and filling him up with warm cum, which acted as lube
while they continued to fuck him, then after each of them had their
fill, Mr. Burke and Mr. Trench took turns cumming on Jason's face and
in his mouth. Jason held their cocks in each of his hands as he
swallowed their thick loads. Then he leaned forward and sucked the
remaining juice from their swollen members, while pumping his own cock
until he came again.

He felt spent and satisfied.

"I guess we better give him a great grade for being such a team
player" said Mr. Burke, smiling.