Date: Sat, 4 Jul 2009 17:43:55 -0700 (PDT)
From: D G <montana_hiker2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Spelunking Trip

This was my first year teaching at this high school and believing that
students will learn better when they experience things first hand, I
offered to take my students on a field trip to explore a nearby cave.

I happened to pick a bad weekend for the students, and there were only a
few students that signed up to come on the trip, since it was on a
Saturday.  The day arrived, and after waiting more than fifteen minutes for
any late students, I only had one student show up.

I asked him if he still wanted to go on the field trip or if he wanted to
go back home.  I would not be upset at him if he did decide to go home.  I
wasn't thinking that a student would want to spend a Saturday alone with
his teacher, but I was wrong.  He said he still wanted to go.  I wasn't
totally disappointed that he still wanted to go.  This student had been
quite friendly with me, and he had displayed decent manners for a freshman.
Initially, the students were suppose to get picked up by their parents
after we had explored the cave, but since there was only one student, I
told his mother that I wouldn't mind dropping him home when we were
finished.

This student, Jeff, was quite unique.  Already as a freshman, he was
probably six foot two.  He was thin and in pretty good shape.  He also
didn't wear those loose baggy jeans that barely stayed in his hips.  You
could see that he had a nice rear end when he walked down the hallways.

So, we started up the trail to get to the entrance to the cave.  Before we
entered the cave, we ate lunch, and just had a great time talking to each
other.  Both of us seemed quite comfortable around each other.  To me, he
seemed like a younger brother.  Because of his friendliness at school, I
felt at ease around him, and could relax and not worry about him trying to
get into trouble.

We entered the cave and began to explore it.  I had been in here
previously, so I knew my way around.  There were a few areas where we had
to use a rope to crawl down some cliffs.  There were other areas where we
had to slide on our bellies in order to get through the small openings.  At
first, I led the way, and Jeff followed.  He was always only a few feet
behind me.  We were both glad that we had worn helmets, as we hit the roof
of the cave several times.  Every so often, we'd find an opening to sit in
to catch our breath and relax.  Oftentimes, it was nice just to stand up
straight, without leaning or squatting.

I had always thought that Jeff was quite attractive for a freshman.  Yes,
he was young to be fantasizing about, but there is nothing wrong with
admiring the physique of a growing young man.  About midway through the
cave on our way to the large inner chamber, I decided to let Jeff lead.  I
would tell him which tunnel to enter as we left each larger opening.  A
large part of the excitement of spelunking is advancing in the dark into an
unknown area.  Not knowing where it leads and what lies ahead.  Although
Jeff wouldn't be going ahead blindly, he would not know what lay ahead and
what he would have to do to get to the next opening.  He'd have to figure
out how to squeeze his body through the narrow openings.  And, I must say,
that being able to watch his lean young body moving ahead of me was not a
disadvantage at all.  I was able to keep my eyes on his tight butt and when
he did have to slide on his back, his crotch was in a great position as
well.  I'm sure he would have no idea that I was checking him out.

We worked our way to the large inner chamber.  This room was quite large,
and the ceiling is quite high.  The roof is slowly collapsing, so there is
a huge heap of boulders that leads up to the ceiling.  We entered the
chamber and began to ascend to the top of the heap of the boulders.  Ever
so slowly, we made our way up there.  It was like climbing a rough
rockslide in the dark.  The boulders had various sizes, and some were big
enough that you had to walk around them, rather than climb over them.
Eventually, we made it to the top of the mound and were totally out of
breath.  We decided to sit there and take a break.

We sat next to each other, our shoulders touching.  Our backs rested
against the same huge boulder that was behind us.  We were quite out of
breath and didn't say a word.  Wanting to give him the full experience of
the cave, I told him that we should turn off our lights and see how black
the cave really is.  We turned off our headlamps and sat in the pitch dark
blackness.  You couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

We hadn't sat there in the dark for long when I felt Jeff's hand on my
crotch.  He still didn't say anything, so I figured that he couldn't tell
where his hand was.  I'm sure he knew his hand was on me somewhere, but not
on my crouch.  I didn't want to embarrass him, so I didn't say anything
either.  I was sure he would move his hand soon enough.

Well, soon enough, he did move his hand.  But, he didn't move his hand
away.  Instead, he rubbed it back and forth.  It was at this point, that I
decided that I should probably clue him into where his hand was located.  I
was like, "Jeff, I'm not sure if you know it, but your hand is on my
crotch."

He didn't quickly jerk his hand away, but instead slowly moved his hand,
using his fingertips to graze my jeans.  I still was confused by this
behavior.  Then, I felt Jeff grab my hand and lift it up.  He moved my hand
and laid it on his crotch.  "Guess it's only fair that I let you feel my
crotch."

I was a bit taken aback, because he not only laid my hand on his crotch,
but pressed my hand down into his crotch.  It was at this point that I
could feel his hard cock.  "Um Jeff, what are you doing?"

"I'm using the Scientific Method like you teach us.  I've recognized a
problem.  You're in what, your lower 30's?"

"Yes"

"Well, since you are single, I saw that as a problem.  So, I hypothesized
that you are gay.  So, now I'm testing my hypothesis.  And, I've noticed
you haven't moved your hand."

"Well, you are holding my hand there.  Don't you know how much trouble I
can get into for this kind of action?  I could lose my job and be put into
jail."

"I know, but look at it this way, I could say that you grabbed my crotch
while on this hike, and no one would know the difference.  It would just be
my word against your word.  So, I figure I had nothing to lose to try this
experiment.  It's just you and I.  No one else knows, and I won't be
telling anyone.  As you can feel, I am enjoying having your hand in my
crotch.  I don't plan on telling anyone.  You should know that you can
trust me.  I'm gay and was hoping that you were too, so that I could talk
and confide in you.  And besides, I think you are pretty hot as well."

As a response, I took my other hand and lifted up Jeff's hand that is
forcing me to feel his hard cock.  He releases his grip on my hand, and I
think he is afraid that I am mad at him.  "Jeff, it really isn't
appropriate for me to be touching you there.  But, in response to your
question, here is an observation you can make."  With that, I press his
hand into my crotch, so he can feel my hard cock.  I can tell he is pleased
with his observation as he tries to wrap his fingers around my cock through
my jeans.

"Jeff, because of my position of being your teacher, I will never be able
to initiate anything with you.  I will respond to what you to do, but I
want you to know that you must take the lead.  I never want to take
advantage of you in this situation and want you to do only what you are
comfortable with."  He mumbles thanks as he continues to feel the outline
of my hard cock.

Not sure what to do next, I just sit there as he feels my crotch.  Before
long, he lifts my hand and puts it on his lower belly.  As he lifts his
jeans up with one hand, he takes his other hand and slides my hand down
into his crotch.  I then feel his hard cock as it pulses against my palm.

I grabbed his cock and began to rub my fingers around it.  I felt the ridge
around the head and how thick his shaft was.  It wasn't large, but was
definitely not something to be ashamed of.  After all, he was only a
freshman.  I continued to grope him, feeling his smooth, loose balls.  I
couldn't feel a single hair on them.  In fact, I could only feel a small
bit of hair around the base of his cock.  This was certainly quite a
pleasure to be able to grope this young boy's hard cock.  As my fingers
gently massaged his cock and balls, Jeff spread his legs apart as wide as
he could, considering the circumstances.  Once in a while, I would hear him
moan softly, as I slowly stroked his hard cock.

Jeff then grabbed my other hand and placed it under his shirt on his warm,
smooth chest.  It was so incredible how soft and warm he felt.  I began to
rub his chest, as I worked my way upward and found his nipples.  It didn't
take me long before I had them nice and hard.  The intensity of his moans
increased as my one hand slowly stroked and rimmed his cock head and the
other hand massaged his nipples.

"Mmmmm, I never knew this could feel so awesome."

"Well, Jeff, I think I could say the same thing about you."

All this time, we were still in the absolute darkness of the cave.  Nothing
could be seen.  We could only feel each other.  I wasn't sure how far away
his face was, but I could feel his warm breath as he breathing rate
increased.

Even though it had seemed like an eternity, it wasn't long before I could
feel that Jeff was undoing his jeans.  As he lowered the zipper, my hand
was free to do more exploring underneath his boxers.  Because we were
sitting on rocks in a dark, cold cave, Jeff left his jeans and boxers on.
He just wanted to give me ample room to manipulate his cock.

After his jeans were undone, I felt Jeff's hand brush against my inner
thigh.  His hand went up to my crotch, where he proceeded to undo my jeans
as well.  After he had unzipped my jeans, I felt his cold hand slide in
underneath my boxers.  I jumped when his freezing fingers wrapped
themselves around my hard cock, but it didn't take them long to warm up.

Jeff basically imitated my moves, as he allowed his fingers to explore my
cock and balls.  I could tell he liked running his fingers through my
abundant pubic hair around my cock and balls.  Although I knew I shouldn't
be doing this, there was just something so right and peaceful about having
Jeff play with my hard cock.  He stroked it so gently, like a child who was
experiencing something for the first time.  He wanted to absorb every
feeling he was experiencing.

"Oh man", Jeff whispered, "I'm going to cum."  And with that said, I began
to feel Jeff's cock tense up and his sweet wet cum shoot all over my hand.
Although I hadn't been playing with his cock for very long at all, he just
couldn't contain how turned on he was with me playing with him and he
playing with me.

"I'm sorry.  I didn't mean to cum all over your hand.  I just couldn't help
it.  I've never cummed so fast in my life."

"It's alright.  It's only cum.  No big deal.  Not like I've never had cum
on my hand before.  It will wash off.  But, your boxers are going to be a
mess.  Feels like they soaked up quite a bit of your cum."

I casually wiped the cum on my hand onto his boxers the best I could.
Although I would have licked my hand clean, I wasn't sure how Jeff would
react to that.  The cum that was left on my hand, I just wiped off on my
jeans.

"Do you want me to make you cum, since I did?"

"No, that's fine, Jeff.  I can take care of myself some other time.  If you
made me cum, then we'd both be a sticky mess when we eventually got back to
my pick up.

Jeff's horniness seemed to subside, as is typical after a person has had an
orgasm.  We each buttoned our jeans back up, and just sat there a bit
longer.

"Well, Jeff, ready to head back to the cave entrance?"

"Ya, I suppose we had better."

With that, we turned our headlamps back on and began to prop ourselves back
up.  As the darkness vanished, so did any signs of what we had just done.
It wasn't as though one of us felt shameful, it was just that neither of
knew what to say.  One of those awkward moments cause you had just done
something that you never thought you would ever do.

As we started back to the entrance, we began to talk once again, talking
about the cave, which passage to take, and about other topics related to
our spelunking trip.  But, what we did in the large chamber never came up.

Back at the cave entrance, we climbed out of the hole and headed back down
the trail to my pick-up.

The path to the cave was at the end of a dead-end road.  We were the only
ones at the trailhead, and chances were pretty good that no one else would
venture down this way today since it was starting to get late.

I had previously told all the students that they needed to bring a change
of clothes with them, because they would get totally caked in mud while
traversing the cave.  This was no lie.  Jeff and I were covered in mud from
head to toe.

We both grabbed our change of clothes and laid them on the side rail of the
pick-up truck bed.  Standing on the side of the pick-up that would shield
us from any approaching traffic, we began to change our clothes.  I can't
say that any words were spoken to initiate our next actions, but you could
just feel the tension as we both knew this was the time when we could
actually see each other's bodies.

Both of us took off our shirts.  We then stood there, admiring each other's
chests.  Before putting on our clean shirts, we also took off our jeans.
There we were, each of us standing before the other in only our boxers.  I
probably don't have to say this, but we both had good-sized tents in our
boxers as well.  Jeff walked up closer to me, and began to rub my chest.  I
could tell that he enjoyed the feel of my chest hair.  As he rubbed my
chest hair, he moved in tighter, leaned down slightly, and began to kiss
me.  His other hand reached around my backside, and he pulled me in
tightly, until our hard cocks felt each other.  While still kissing me, his
hand that was pulling me into him, slid around my front side, as it slipped
inside my boxers.  It was at this point that he began to slowly stroke my
hard cock once more.  When the kiss finished, he moved slightly back, and
with his hand that was rubbing my chest, pulled out the front of my boxers.
He looked down inside them, and for the first time, saw my cock and balls.


When his eyes came back up, I looked into his gaze.  I then began at his
head, and my eyes worked their way down his body.  When they reached his
boxers, I took one hand and pulled them out as well.  Man, what a nice
package this kid had.  As an added bonus, I could see his dried cum on his
boxers and in what little pubic hair he had.

"Can I make you cum now?"

I stood there, still in shock at all that I had done with Jeff.  "I'm not
sure you should do that here.  I think that better wait.  This is a pretty
open public place.  I told you I wouldn't ever initiate anything, but if
you want more, you know where you can get it."

"My birthday is in a week, and I'll be getting my license then.  I guess
you can count on a visit from me sometime after that.  But I really want to
make you cum now.  You have no idea how long I've been fantasizing about
making you cum.  Ever since I found out that you weren't married at the
beginning of the school year, I have hoped that something like this would
happen."  He then pulled out the waistband of his boxers and let them drop
to the ground.  Standing in front of me totally naked, was my freshman
student with a hard cock that bounced with every beat of his heart.  Just
as quickly as he took out his hands to remove his boxers, he put them back
into my boxers to begin stroking my cock again.  Man, it felt so good to
have him stroking me.  A few moments later, he pulled down my boxers and
let them fall to the ground.  There we stood, completely naked in front of
each other, each fondling the other's hard cock.

Taking a step back, Jeff responds, "I hope I'm half as hot as you when I'm
your age.  "Can I make you cum?"

"Well, if you keep stroking me like that, I'm not going to be able to help
it."

Jeff moved up next to me and pressed his chest up against mine.  Our hard
cocks pressed against each other, and he began to stroke both of our cocks
with his one hand.  It was an amazing sight to look down and see his cock
next to mine, being jacked off by him.  Never had I even dreamed that my
cock would be next to a young teen's.  With his other hand, Jeff rubbed all
over my chest.  "You have no idea how hot I think you are.  You are hotter
in real life than I imagined you to be."

Both of our cocks were oozing precum, and it was mixing together to form a
perfect lubricant.  While jacking both of our cocks together, it didn't
take long for the precum to bring me close to orgasm.  I told Jeff that he
was going to be making me cum quite soon.  There was no pause in his
rhythm, and true to my word, I began spurting out my cum all over Jeff's
stomach, as he pointed our cocks there.  My orgasm caused an immediate
response in Jeff, and he too began spurting his cum all over our cocks, his
hand, and his chest.

As our cocks softened, Jeff pulled me towards him and embraced me tightly.
Our cum that was on his chest got on both of us.  As Jeff released me, he
backed up and picked up both of our boxers.  He gave me his and kept mine.

"Would you please wear mine home.  I'd love for you to keep mine and for
you to let me keep yours."

"Won't your mother notice that you have a new pair of boxers?"

"No, I do my own laundry.  And if she does, I'll just tell her I picked
them up while staying at a friend's house or something like that."

"Ok, that's fine.  But let me do one thing to make them even more special
to me."  I took Jeff's boxers and used them to clean up the cum on his
chest, soft cock, and pubic area.  "Now, it has both of our cum on it.
First, the cum from me jacking you off in the cave, and now, the cum from
you jacking both of us together.  Every time I see this pair of boxers,
I'll remember our trip to the cave and what was accomplished there."

Jeff smiled and blushed.  I put his boxers on.  They were a bit tight, but
I will admit it felt pretty kinky to be wearing a pair of boxers that
belonged to my freshman student and that is covered with both of our cum.
Jeff then put on my boxers.  They were a bit baggy, but he did act like
they were a trophy.

We didn't say much as we put on our clean clothes.  The events of the day
had left us both speechless.  We listened to the radio as I drove Jeff back
to his house.  I dropped him off, and we said our goodbyes.  But, I pulled
away having a big smile on my face, knowing that someday very soon, Jeff
would be knocking on my door.