Date: Tue, 1 Apr 2008 16:20:23 -0700 (PDT)
From: Ray <ray6645@yahoo.com>
Subject: Tutoring John 4

Finally it was the day for John to come for his next tutorsession.  I'd
gotten all of the work donein the morning that had to be done, so that I'd
be free all afternoon.  That way we could be together all the rest ofthe
afternoon, and not be interrupted by some silly business thing.

John showed up right on time.  After school.

"I am really warm, would you mind if I took off myshirt?  It'd be cooler to
be withoutit."

"It's fine with me.

You can take off all you want to, because you are probably going to endup
with a spanking and you'll have to drop your shorts for that."

We had the usual snacks, and a bit of conversation.  He told me that he was
terribly excited thathe was going to be able to spend a whole two weeks
with me.

He wanted to know what we might do. I asked him if there wasanything
special for us to do, and he timidly asked if we could go to amovie.  His
parents never took him to amovie, nor let him go alone

 "We'll go to a movieor several, so that you can catch up on what you've
been missing.  Make a list of the ones that you want to see,and we'll make
a stab at taking them all in."

He just smiled, and reached over and kissed me again, this time withlots of
tongue, and his hands moving up and down my back, and neck.  In the
process, making me hard as a rockagain.  "Let's get to work on thathomework
or we'll not get done this afternoon, if we are going to kiss eachother all
the time."  We moved to thedesk, and began to work.

John was again sitting on my lap, with his little buttpressed against my
cock, making it most difficult for me to think straight.  John's hair was
in my face a bit, and it feltso good as it brushed back and forth as he
worked out a problem.  I pointed out a couple of things to make iteasier to
figure out his work.

He missed a problem with some sloppy addition.  So I mentioned that he was
going to getspanked for that.  He turned to me with asly smile on his face.
"That is notfair.  You get to spank me when I dosomething wrong, but when I
do get a problem write, there is no reward.  That's not fair."  I agreed.

"What do you propose to make it fair for you?"

"How about strip `home work' for starters.  If I get a problem wrong, I
loose a piece ofclothing, but if I get it right, then you loose a piece of
clothing.  That would make it fair, and I'd have anincentive to get more
problems right, so that I can see you naked."  I must have blushed a couple
of shades ofred, as John noted that I'd blushed.

"Is that a deal?" he asked.

I had to think a minute, but as you might have guessed, I agreed.  With his
ass grinding against my cock, all ofthe blood was down there, and none in
my brain at all.  So off we went playing "strip homework" forthe afternoon.

The first couple of problems were tough, and he missed themcompletely, I
had to explain some stuff from his textbook, and so he added twoswats to
his count.  The next two werepretty easy after my explanation of the
previous two.  So he turned to me, and said that he wasgoing to take off my
shirt and tie, for the two that he got right.  Off came my shirt and tie.
"Oh darn, I was hoping to see your chest,but guess I'll have to get a
couple more right to be able to do that, with yourwearing a t-shirt.  Next
time, you canwear less clothes."  I just smiled at himas he ran his fingers
up and down my chest.

"You like for me to rub your chest?"

I nodded in the affirmative.

So back to work on the homework.  The teacher had assigned quite a few
problemsfor the students, so that they would get the concept down firmly in
theirlittle brains.  Of course, that meantthat we had plenty of chances to
play the game.



John seemed to be really trying hard to get the next coupleof problems
correct.  But, it appearedthat he was having as much trouble with the brain
as I was.  He missed both of the next two, so we talliedtwo more swats on
that tight butt.  Butthen the tide turned for sure.  The nexttwo, he got
right.  "Now, I've got youwhere I want you.  Either you can takeoff your
t-shirt, or I'll do it, and then I will take off your shoes foryou."  I
told him that he was the onethat made the rules, so he'd have to do the
work. He reached up with thoseslender, long arms, and started to take off
my t-shirt by pulling it from theneck band.  It was still tucked into
mypants, so had to be pulled from the bottom.

He figured that out quickly, and pulled it up from the bottom, and whenhe
had the shirt up so that my arms were above my head, he began to run
hisfingers up and down my pits, making me jump around a bit.  "Ha, you are
ticklish there too.  Now, I've got one up on you.  I know where you are
ticklish."  He laughed, but continued to tickle me for abit, and played
with my pit hairs.

He finished pulling off my t-shirt, and then hopped down, andpulled off my
shoes.  Back onto my lap,and he hugged me close.  Skin toskin.  It felt
really good to have hishot little body nestled up against me.  Iran my
fingers around his miniature nipples.

Yes, they were standing out stiff like his cock probably was.  He was still
wearing his shorts, so Icouldn't be sure if he had a little stiffy or not.

"Can we just stay like this for the rest of the afternoon,and I'll finish
my homework at home later tonight?"  He asked, with those big blue eyes
that wouldmelt any man's heart.  But, I am a sterntask master, and told him
that I was getting paid to help him with homework, sothat is what we were
going to do.  We gotback to business, but it was hard for me to
concentrate, what with that hotlittle boy body close to me, with his ass
crack pressing on my cock.  But we managed to get back to the business at
hand.

Again, since there would be a test the next day, there werelots of math
problems to work over.  Johngot the first two correct, so that meant that I
was down to my jockies after heremoved my socks and shorts.  And ofcourse,
my cock had been leaking like a fire hose, so my shorts were a bitspotted,
and he pointed that out, and mentioned that it was nice that I had
anerection due to him.  He burrowed backinto my cock with that cute little
ass of his, and went back to work, just asif nothing happened.  But to make
it moreinteresting, I was playing with his nipples, and that was
distracting hisconcentration, and caused him to miss the next two.  I
realized that I could only let him get twomore correct, and I'd then be the
one that was naked.

John was struggling with the next problem.  It was a tough one, dealing
with squares, andhe had been having trouble with them.  Iwas lightly
running my fingers on his bare arm pits, making him squirm around abit.  He
finally had to ask how to solvethe problem, so that meant that one more
swat to his bare bottom later.

But, after the square problem, he had some clearsailing.  I could see that
the ones thatwere next, he'd figured out before, so I was in trouble.  Big
trouble.

As I expected, he got the next two right, and that was itfor me.  He won
the right to get menaked.  He stood up, turned around, andgrabbed the waist
band of my jockies and started to pull them down.  I was still seated, and
it didn't happen."Get your butt off the seat so that I can get these off of
you." Hecommanded.  I rose, and off came myjockies.  Now, I am naked in
front ofhim, and sporting a hard on that is dripping pre-cum like mad.

We finished up the homework, with John needing the fulltwelve swats, and me
dripping like a faucet from my cock.  John had not yet started to do the
pre-cumstuff.  "Get those shorts off, for yourspanking for missing so many
of those math problems."  Off came his shorts, and now here we have
twonaked guys, with stiffies pointing the way to fun.

"Let's move over to the couch, so that we can be morecomfortable.  I don't
think that you weretoo comfortable the last time I spanked you, so on to
the couch."  I moved over there, and then John came andstood in front of
me.  I admired his body, from his eye lashes, to hispert little nose, to
the ever present smile, on down past those two erasersthat he had for tits,
to the smooth belly button, on down past that hairlesscock, to the slim
legs that were hairless, but maybe some fuzz might bestarting to show, to
his slender feet.

My cock was raging, and I'd already decided that today it was going toget
some relief at John's expense.

He bent over my knees, and I began to spank his smooth roundbutt.  In just
a couple of swats, hischeeks were turning a nice red.  Andafter the whole
twelve his butt was pretty much red all over.  With each swat, I also ran a
finger over hispucker hole, and each time I did that, he'd quiver and move
it close to me.  After the spanking, I didn't let John get up,and he was
quite content to just lay there, with me stroking his body.  He splayed out
his legs so that I hadcomplete access to his ass, and I took full advantage
of it.  I was running my finger up and down his asscrack with one hand, and
the other was busy feeling his smooth, little boybody.  Feeling his silky
skin under myfingers was really turning me on.

I reached over to the end table, and got the bottle of lubethat had been
placed there for just this purpose.  I drizzled some of it at the top of
his asscrack, and began to spread it up and down there.  He told me that it
really felt good, to havemy finger on his ass, and that I could keep that
up for as long as Iwanted.  The next step though kind ofsurprised him, I
slowly pressed myfinger into his hole.  As I did that, hemoved his butt
into the air a bit, to make my finger go into him further.  He also was
wiggling his butt, so that it'dhave some sideways pressure too.  "I lovethe
feeling of your finger in my butt, keep it in there.  My friend Tim has a
cock that is almost thesize of your finger, and I love feeling it in
there."

Well, that is the encouragement that I wanted.  After a few minutes of one
finger up hisbutt, I started working a second finger into that dark secret
place.  John reached around, and got a hold of thehand that was going into
his ass, and I thought that he was going to take itout, but instead he
pushed it into him further.

It was a bit tight with two fingers, and so let it work for some time,for
his hole to accommodate two, as it was going to need to get three in
therebefore I'd be able to fuck him properly.

John turned around, and smiled that evil smile of his, and said,
"Prettytight hole.  I was hoping that you'd bethe first one to put his cock
in me, but Tim beat you to it.  His was about the same size as mine, so
itwent in without any trouble.  I dowant you in me soon."

That little speech, spurred me on to work his hole bigenough for me, but
still had to get that third finger into him.  Finally, I was able to get it
in there, andhe was moving left and right, trying to help get his hole
bigger.  I worked my fingers there just a bit, butthere was an urgency from
my own cock, that it was hot and ready to go, andsoon.  I pulled my fingers
out slowly,and turned him, so that he could press his ass onto my cock, and
do it at hisspeed.  I pulled on his hips, and guidedmy cock into his hole.
He pressedagainst me, and started my cock into his ass.

God it felt good, going into that tiny little butt hole, good and tighttoo,
even with the fingers opening him up.

He pressed down too fast, and quickly, he rode back up.  But, being the
trooper that he was, he slidright back down on my rod.

He hit bottom, and just stayed there for a couple ofminutes.  "At first it
hurt a bit, butnow it's starting to really feel kind of good.

Gonna rest for a bit.  Love thefeeling of full from your cock."

"I am enjoying the feeling of your tight butt around mycock.  Don't think
it'll take too muchmore till it shoots its load."  I wasnibbling on his
neck, and ears.  Kissinghis neck, and tonguing as much of his body as I
could get to.  My hand finally worked it's way down to hissteel rod stiff
cock.  Began to strokeit, and after just a few strokes, he shot his load.
His spasming body, made my cock do it's thingright up his poop shoot.  Had
not hadthat good an orgasm for months.  Both ofus collapsed, and fell back
against the back of the couch.

Neither of us did much or said anything for a couple ofminutes.  We were
exhausted.  Finally, John said, "That was awesome.  I've never felt that
good in my wholelife.  Hope that you felt as good.  We need to do that
everyday, or more."

Slowly I came back from my reverie and agreed.  Unconsciously, I had been
running my fingersup and down his rig cage, and stroking his thin
legs. "Don't stop the fingers,that feels so good."

My cock had deflated and was working it's way out of hisbutt, and John
didn't like it leaving him.

But that is the way of a satisfied cock.

After it was all the way out of his hole, he turned to me, and we
kisseddeeply, for a long time.  When we brokethe kiss, he had tears in his
eyes.  Iasked what was wrong, did I hurt him.  "No,not at all, I am just as
happy as I've ever been. I don't want to leave and gohome.  Can I stay with
you? PLEASE!!"  I had to say no, and told him that theThanksgiving holiday
was fast approaching, and we'd have plenty of time to playthen.  That
seemed to kind of satisfyhim.

John got off my lap, and grudgingly got on his shorts, and

shoes, and said that he would have to go, but just one more kiss, then he'd

leave and go to his sterile home life.

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Thanks for all of theencouragement from you readers.  Itreally helps to
know that someone is reading this.

Again, my plea is to hug yourgrandkids, or kids once for me.  You knowthat
they need it, and want it.


Ray