Date: Fri, 8 Oct 2010 14:34:04 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Teacher's Lament (2)

Teacher's Lament
By
Storyguy22
(2)

   Over the next several days the budding interest between Cody and
Mr. Martin continued with subtle escalations. Both man and boy kept up
their cautious provocations, Cody by carrying on with his teasing poses and
seemingly unintentional flashes of smooth bare tummy and creamy thighs
coupled with ever bolder "come-hither" smiles at his teacher, and more
blatant stares at the man's crotch while in the classroom. Mr. Martin's
contributions included casting far less subtle glances at the sexy boy
whenever he chose to put his slender young body on display, a meaningful
expression of interest on his face, and by actually touching Cody in some
small way whenever classroom circumstances offered an opportunity to do
so. Both understood that something was definitely brewing between them
though neither could yet bring himself to the point of actually breaking
the ice.

   While young Cody was definitely enjoying this little back-and-forth with
his teacher, it was at the same time frustrating him to no end. Night after
night he lay naked in his bed as he stroked his young cock and focused all
his thoughts on Mr. Martin and the sexy things he so wanted to explore with
him, and while he was definitely outside the realm of any real life
experience, the covert internet searches he had occasionally managed to
slip under his parents radar had fueled his horny young mind with a myriad
of ideas and acts he seriously wanted to try with Mr. Martin, and the
sooner the better.

   Rick's evenings had evolved in a similar vein, his thoughts seemingly
constantly fixated on Cody, and while their age difference relieved Rick of
the necessity of internet research for inspiration regarding the acts he
longed to experience with the delicious young boy, his own masturbation
sessions were absolutely centered upon Cody with a growing fervor equal to
the boy's own. He had grown increasingly certain over the past couple of
weeks that these acts were indeed a very real possibility, and he certainly
wasn't blind to all of the signals Cody was transmitting every day, but to
act upon his desires was a minefield so fraught with potential disaster
that his cautious nature had thus far precluded him actually making any
sort of aggressive move.

   Had fate not finally intervened, this little standoff might well have
been as far as things ever went But, as fate so often does in life, the day
came that it did indeed intervene. The first occurrence that set the wheels
in motion was when the school principle had tapped Mr. Martin to substitute
for the boy's P.E. coach who was away serving a stretch of jury duty which
would necessitate his absence from school over a five day period. Rick
didn't really have much choice in the assignment given that the other male
members of the small faculty were much older men who would likely not be
physically up to chasing 20 or so thirteen year old boys around the
athletic fields and basketball courts during the P.E. period, a reality
made abundantly clear by the principle when he delivered his directive to
Rick. Not that Rick really minded the extra duty even though the lost time
would require him to do the paper work he normally completed during his
free period from home in the evenings. A small price to pay, he decided, to
have the opportunity to spend some ninety minutes a day in the close
company of some twenty scantily clad young boys, including Cody.

   This being a middle school, it was not equipped with a shower room, but
there was a locker room of sorts where the boys could change into their gym
shorts and shirts and store their regular school clothes during the gym
period. When Rick discovered that the coaches small office was located at
the back of this space with a wide window that provided a clear view of the
changing area he was at the same time delighted and disappointed, the
disappointment arising from the fact there weren't showers. Had there been
such a facility, the view of the boys naked as they showered would have
been stunning from that small office. But, while that treat was not to be,
he would at least be able to enjoy the sights as the boys stripped to their
underwear twice as they changed into and out of their gym clothes.

   On his first day of service as P. E. coach Rick hurried to the boy's gym
so as to be in the office when the lads began arriving in class and
changing clothes. He spread some papers across the desk to feign being busy
and therefore not paying attention to the stripping boys, while in reality
he positioned himself to afford the best possible view of the changing
area. His heart skipped a beat as the first boy peeled his tee shirt over
his head, revealing a smooth and just developing chest and flat little
tummy, and he then quickly slid off his jeans. Rick stared, his hungry gaze
quickly taking in the delightful sight of the slim boy clad in only his
white briefs, and his gaze settled on the sweet bulges at the y-front
fly. He gulped, imagining the luscious boy treasures that bulge
represented, and he felt his own penis stiffen inside his shorts. He was
about to turn away, fearing that the boys would be aware of his erection
when he went out among them, when his eye caught sweet Cody entering the
room. He watched him move to a vacant locker and shove his backpack inside
before beginning to undress. Rick sat down at the desk and picked up some
papers which he held in front of his face as he looked over the top of the
sheets, watching Cody strip to a pair of small powder blue boy-briefs. Oh
God, he groaned inwardly, he is absolutely perfect! So slender and smooth
as glass, his small dark nipples drawing Rick's attention as he licked his
lips. Taking his gym tee shirt from his bag, Cody shook it out, and then
raised his arms to pull it over his head, and Rick groaned again as his
eyes locked onto the boy's hairless and creamy underarms. Jesus, I want to
lick him there, he whispered to himself, there, and everywhere! Cody got
the shirt in place, and again bent down to his bag for his shorts, and
Rick's breath caught in his throat at the stunning sight of the boy's
perfect little ass pushing out at the small briefs. He gulped, and adjusted
his rigid erection, trying and failing to divert his gaze from the sexy
boy, and as Cody stepped into his shorts he looked directly at Rick, that
coy little smile crossing his face as his eyes told Rick that he was
totally aware he was watching him undress and redress. The boy tugged the
shorts up his coltish legs, and then paused when they reached mid-thigh,
his eyes again locking with Rick's. Rick knew he was busted big time, but
he was simply unable to stop staring at the tempting package that filled
out Cody's small blue briefs. Finally, Cody got his shorts into place, and
after slamming his locker he hurried out of the room with the other
boys. Rick took a number of deep breaths while he forced himself to work
mental math equations to help his rigid cock relax, and once it was mostly
under control, he too moved outside to join the class.

   After the period, the undress and redress tableau played out in pretty
much the same way it had before class with Cody giving his teacher every
opportunity to see him clad in just those very sexy little briefs as he not
so subtly watched from the small office. When the boys had departed for
their next classes, Rick was so turned on from watching his boy preening in
his little undies that he pushed his own shorts down his thighs and jerked
his rampant cock until he deposited a copious offering of thick cum all
over the coaches desk. Much calmer after the intense orgasm, he quickly
cleaned up his mess as he considered his options in making his ever growing
need to have the boy a reality. He was so hot for Cody's slim young body by
now that his trepidation regarding the possible consequences had faded to
the point of near non-existence. None of the possible negative fallout
issues carried near the water that actually having the stunning boy did. He
changed cloths quickly, and hurried off to his final class of the day, the
English lesson that would include young Cody.

   Saturday found Cody pedaling his bike on the bike path through the park,
his young body filled with a mixture of excitement and trepidation. He was
fresh from the shower, and dressed in a small pair of shorts he had dug out
of the drawer that held some of his last years old stuff. He had been
through a growth spurt recently, so the shorts were definitely small on
him, which was exactly why he had chosen them. Under the snug fitting
shorts he wore a pair of sexy little briefs that his kind of strange uncle
had given him a 3-pack of for his thirteenth birthday. Prior to his
interest in Mr. Martin he wouldn't have been caught dead wearing them given
that they were made of some kind of silky material and didn't have any kind
of fly, or pouch at the front. Cody had actually thought them more like a
girls panties then boy's underwear originally, but when he had impulsively
slipped them on this morning and looked at his reflection in the mirror he
thought he looked super-sexy, and he was just sure that Mr. Martin would
think so too. Along with the hot little shorts and undies he had used a
scissor to crop one of his tee shirts short enough to allow his tummy to
show up to the top of his rib cage.  Apparently the outfit was having the
desired effect; too, as Cody noticed several men's heads turn in his
direction when he biked past them crossing the park.

   Emerging from the park, Cody turned onto Elm St., the street that would
take him to the street where Mr. Martin lived. He felt a racing of his
heart as he got closer to the teachers house, and he began to feel a touch
of cold feet, his concern rapidly growing that Mr. Martin might not be
happy with the boy appearing on his doorstep. He had given a lot of thought
to the somewhat bold move, but he finally decided that if school was the
only place that he got to be with Mr. Martin then the chance of anything
like he so badly wanted to happen actually happening were really slim, so
he had decided to create a better opportunity by showing up at his
house. He reached Mr. Martin's street, and turned the corner, his pulse
quickening as he approached the house.

   Rick was going about his usual Saturday morning routine, showering and
shaving after wakening and then enjoying the newspaper while drinking a pot
of coffee. He was actually quite surprised when his door chime sounded, an
unusual event for a weekend morning. Rising from his recliner he went to
answer the bell, and when he swung the door open he was even more surprised
to see sweet Cody standing there with a nervous little smile. When the
initial surprise faded some, Rick took a moment to look the boy over, and
he felt his pulse quicken and his cock stir. Christ, he thought, how damned
hot does he look...wow! The wide expanse of smooth, tanned tummy first
caught Rick's eye, and then the sexy little shorts that were easily a
couple of sizes too small, and the satin-like material clung saucily to the
inviting bulges there. The little beauty's perfect legs looked as delicious
as ever, and Rick was tempted to just bend down and scoop the boy up bodily
and carry him off to his bed and give him exactly what his manner of dress
was clearly saying he wanted. He resisted that strong temptation and
instead smiled, and said,

   "Cody...wow, this is a pleasant surprise...to what to I owe this
pleasure?"

   Relieved at the teachers reaction to his presence, Cody widened his
smile and batted his long eyelashes several times as he replied, all
wide-eyed innocence,

   "Hi, Mr. Martin...I was just kind of riding my bike around, and when I
realized I was near your house, I decided to stop by...am I bothering you,
or anything?"

   Hell yes you're bothering me, just ask my growing cock, Son, Rick
thought as he continued to let his gaze drift over the sexy young boy, but
aloud he replied,

   "Nope, not at all, Cody...just being lazy with my coffee and newspaper
on a Saturday morning is all I'm up to...so you're out for a ride, are
you...well then, I bet you could use a bit of a rest, and maybe a cold
drink...would you like to come inside?"

      The invitation was pure music to Cody's ears, and he quickly nodded
his head as he answered,

   "Well, yea...I am sorta tired from pedaling, and thirsty too...thanks,
Mr. Martin!" and with that the boy quickly stepped through the open doorway
before the man could change his mind, and before too many nosey neighbors
became aware of a young boy paying a visit to his teacher at home.

      Rick shut the door, and then followed Cody across the foyer and into
the living room, his eyes locked onto the boy's perfect little ass as it
wiggled inside the very tight little shorts. His mind raced with the
possibilities this situation presented, and the pitfalls as well, and he
came to the conclusion that given all the recent innuendo between the two,
this home visit surely had greater purpose than just an incidental drop-by
because his bike ride had brought the boy to his street. He offered Cody a
seat on the sofa, and then went to the kitchen to get him a soda, and when
he returned, he handed Cody the drink, and settled back into his recliner
across from the boy. Cody took a long pull on the soda, and then sat back
in the sofa, his legs splaying before him. Rick's eyes dropped to the boys
bulging crotch and he nearly drooled at the sight of Cody's young balls
bunched up in the tiny shorts. Cody followed his gaze, dropping his glance
to his own crotch, and he blushed prettily as if surprised at how obvious
his boy stuff was displayed, and he mumbled,

   "Uh, I think I got some of last year's shorts this morning...they fit
kind of tight."

   Rick smiled warmly, and purposely let his hungry gaze travel over the
boy's beauty from head to toe before he met his gaze, and said quietly,

   "If you did, I'm very glad...you look great this morning, Cody...great,
and very sexy."

   Cody's eyes brightened at the pointed comment and he stretched his
slender body seductively as he replied,

   "Thanks, Mr. Martin...do you really think that...?...that I look very
sexy?"

   Rick just nodded his head, and he let his pointed gaze settle once more
on Cody's bulging treasures, making no effort to conceal his point of
interest.

   Cody giggled nervously, enjoying the man's blatant stare, and he felt a
sudden rush of boldness as he said,

   "Well, if you think my outfit looks sexy, you should see the underpants
I got on...my uncle got them for my birthday...he thinks turning thirteen
is some kind of big deal...like when a boy starts growing up and needs to
stop wearing kid stuff...he's actually pretty weird, but he's pretty
harmless, I guess."

   Rick's mind flashed all manner of sexy underwear the boy might be
wearing under his hot little shorts, and as the last shred of resolve to
not take things any further with his young student melted away. Inhaling a
deep breath, he looked straight at the sweet boy, and told him,

   "You're exactly right, Cody...I think I should see those underpants you
have on...if you want to show me, I mean."

   Ah yes...at last we reach the long awaited moment of truth! Definitely
time to fish, or cut bait. The bluff called, the gauntlet dropped. The two
sat carefully eyeing one another for a long moment, and then Cody, ever the
adventurer, stood up. He looked directly at his teacher, and when he
correctly read the abject hunger on the man's face, he slowly lifted his
cropped tee shirt over his head. Rick's breath caught as he eyed the creamy
and hairless underarms of the boy, and then he almost gasped out loud when
the shirtless lad stood before him, his thin arms dangling at his sides
nervously. He forced himself to sit still and silent, allowing his
expression do all the talking for him as he felt his cock pulsing behind
his shorts. Cody slowly brought his hands to his waist and he hooked his
thumbs under the elastic band, all the while looking directly at Rick. A
soft glow of pink flushed the boy's cheeks as he nervously inched the small
shorts downward, and Rick held his breath, his gaze locked onto Cody's
hands as he continued to push down his shorts.

   Rick simply could not hold his composure when at last the sexy little
briefs came into view, and Cody quickly pushed the shorts down his legs,
letting them puddle at his feet where he stepped out of them. The silky
little briefs were all the boy wore now, and Rick let out a low groan as he
took in the boy's stunning perfection, so smooth and lean and hairless. His
gaze dropped to the tiny swatch of ice-blue satin at Cody's center, and his
mouth flooded with saliva as he eyed the sweet tube of obviously excited
boyhood that stood in clear relief against the gauzy material, and he
finally managed to find his voice as he muttered quietly,

   "Cody...my God, Son...you are beautiful...so perfect in every way...you
know how badly I want you, right...?...more than anything ever...would
you...let me...?...would you want to...allow me to...help you feel
wonderful...?...I shouldn't I know...it's so wrong...you are so young...and
I'm your teacher...but my God, Cody...you are just so...irresistible!"

   Cody was trembling, unsure if it was nerves or desire, or both, as
Mr. Martin spoke, and when he finally stopped rambling, Cody simply moved
forward, quickly taking the few steps required to close the short distance
between man and boy until he stood directly in front of his teacher. He
looked into his eyes, and spoke, his not fully changed voice cracking with
stress as he said,

   "Please, Mr. Martin...oh please, yes...touch me...show me...I want that
so bad...!"

   Rick shuddered, the boyish scents of the little stunner wafting over his
senses as he very slowly lifted his arm. He reached up and placed his palm
flat on Cody's chest, the smooth softness and warmth of the silky skin
seeming to sear his flesh. Cody gasped, and Rick slowly ran his palm over
the boy's chest, sensing his collarbone, and then his small flat nipples
under his fingers. He gently pinched each little nubbin between thumb and
finger, and Cody shuddered, his boyish nipples growing stiff under his
touch. He let his hand wander downward over the boy's ribs, his fingers
causing a faint ticklish sensation in the boy, and then he ran his palm
across the soft tummy, his finger dipping inside the small indentation of
his navel, and Cody giggled softly. Rick trailed his finger sideways along
the waist of the tiny briefs, and he could actually see the rigid boy nail
pulsing against the gauzy cloth, and it took every ounce of will power he
possessed to bypass those sweet treasures as he moved down to stroke the
boy's creamy thighs from the leg opening of the briefs to the slightly
knobby knees.  Up and down each smooth thigh Rick went, his fingertips just
grazing the bulge of boy-balls as he reached the tops, and Cody groaned
loudly, struggling to keep his feet as his senses boiled over. When he
could resist no longer, Rick gently cupped the entire package in his hand,
and squeezed it, his heart a trip hammer in his chest as he savored the
feel of the rigid stalk. He pumped it gently up and down, while he used his
other hand to resume stoking Cody's smooth chest and nipples, and the heat
emanating from the boy's pulsing boy-nail amazed him as he continued to rub
it. Cody groaned loudly again, his small hips pressing forward against
Rick's groping hand, and he suddenly shuddered strongly as he yelped out
loud,

   "Oh jeez...Mr. Martin...I'm gonna...cum!"

   And cum the boys did, his rock hard nail bucking under Rick's grip as he
spurted his boy-honey inside the sexy little briefs, a strong series of 3
or 4 rapid discharges that wet Rick's hand and filled his senses with the
sweet aroma of fresh young semen. As his ejaculation slowed, Cory just kind
of melted, his knees going rubbery as he sank to the carpet, his breath
ragged and labored. Rick bent down and slid his hands into the boy's soft
armpits, and lifted him until he had the trembling boy on his lap where he
held him, rubbing the soft skin of his back as he whispered nothings into
his ear. Cody snuggled close and Rick felt the wetness of tears on his neck
as Cody let out all of the pent up frustration he had held inside for so
long.

   Eventually Rick stood, keeping Cody in his arms as he moved down the
hall to the master bedroom where he carefully laid the boy on the bed. He
moved to the adjoining bath and wet a wash cloth, and pulled a towel from
the rack as he moved back to the bed. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he
took hold of the now soiled little briefs and as Cody lifted his pretty
butt off the bed he worked them down his coltish legs and off. Taking the
wet cloth he washed Cody's pretty little boyhood and balls, and then dried
him with the towel, and by the time he had finished the task the boy was
once more hard as a nail. Rick grinned, admiring the perfect four inches of
boy-cock and the plump and hairless pouch of scrotum below. He winked at a
grinning Cody, and then lowered his head and licked that perfect boyhood
all over, finally taking it into his mouth to suck it as Cody thrashed
about under his attentions, his fists smacking at the bed in pleasure and
excitement. Rick was in a heaven all his own as he relished the feel and
tastes of the young boyhood in his mouth and for the moment it was all that
he needed. He deftly worked all the magic he could muster on the boy, and
he was shortly rewarded as Cody delivered a second copious offering of
sweet young cum into his mouth. He swilled it around, savoring the sweet
nectar before gulping it down.

   Rick moved up beside Cody, and snuggled in close, and Cody sighed
heavily once, and said, simply,

   "Wow...how amazing was that...?"

   Rick chuckled, pleased that the boy had enjoyed his efforts, and in
reply he said,

   "Pretty darned amazing, I say, at least for a beginning!"

   Cody giggled sweetly, and said,

   "A beginning...?...oh, my!"

(Story Continues)
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