Date: Sun, 1 Feb 2009 21:35:00 -0800 (PST)
From: christian lee <christiantlee2002@yahoo.com>
Subject: Chris - New LIfe- 12

This story contains sexual acts between boys and between men and boys. It
also contains forms of humiliation. If this is not to your taste, and/or
is illegal in your area please do not read any further.

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This story is a blend of my experiences and fiction


Chris - New Life.

Chapter 11

Looking at Chris lester said" You understand I can't allow you to ejaculate
on the classroom floor with impunity. I must do something. If you wore
briefs your shorts may not be so wet as they are now. You obviously have
problems. I don't know yet how to handle this matter or what I should do
with you." Lester had moved his eyes from Chris' eyes back to his
crotch. Chris looked down and could see a very prominent swelling at the
crotch of Mr lester, he was turned on by this. Chris thought he may have a
way out of this mess.  Chris reached down and squeezed and readjusted his
package to lay sideways so the tube now forced out and to the left, the
full length of the tube discernable. Lester gasped audibly. Chris again
gave several short pulls on the tube as if trying to settle the beast. Mr
lester reached out with his hand whilst he spoke "You need to come and see
me after school tomorrow and I will determine what to do with you for
punishment.  In the meantime I have decided I will not mention what you
have done to any one else for the moment. Do you understand." and whilst
saying this Lester's extended hand several times bumped into the covered
pulsing rod.

"Yes sir, see you tomorrow after class," Chris repeated

"No, see me after school. Consider yourself on detention and we will take
it from there." Lester said, "Now get to your next lesson before it's
over."

"Yes sir. Thankyou sir. Can I have my,...my briefs please sir." Chris asked

"No, not for now I am holding them for evidence. Now get to your next
class."



Continued


Chapter 12


Mr Lester watched Chris as he turned and walked from the classroom and
headed for the lockers and then his PE lesson. Lester was taken with the
physique of the boy and definitley his endowment, and he was good looking
to boot. Mr Lester reflected on the last he saw of Chris, those pert arse
mounds covered in shorts leaving the room. He would have to think of an
appropriate punishment for him tomorrow at detention. He would like to get
his cousin as well, he needed to think on it. Lester never dreamt he would
be tempted so early and easily in his new career. He knew he liked men but
was firmly in the closet, it was something about this boy that was
overpowering to him. He knew he must not do anything with the boy or make
any suggestions, his career would be over, he had overstepped the mark
today, but god he was intoxicating. He knew he must take self control and
last the few weeks he was due to be at this school. Maybe he would satisfy
his desire just by being close to him or in his company. He would like to
be able to strip him bare and just fondle every inch of the lad, top to toe
and all stops in between. Dave lester's head swam with his lewd
thoughts. How to handle this but remain seemingly detached. He must not do
anything to jeopardise his position, an blot on his record would stay
forever and stop his career before it got started. He must protect his
position and be careful. Lester sat back in the chair fantacising for the
boy who just left. He knew he must never leave the closet. Loose lips sink
ships.

Chris rushed to his locker grabbed his PE gear then straight to the change
room to get ready for PE. As he arrived he walked over to Mr Thomas and
told him he had been held up by Mr lester, a new teacher. Mr Thomas told
Chris to change and join his cousin and the other boys playing football on
the oval. Chris changed into his white PE shorts,T shirt and joggers and
rushed out onto the field.  Chris was a sought after team member because he
was very skilled at football (rugby league). When Chris arrived Mick called
him onto their side which was skins. Chris pulled off his shirt and threw
it on the pile with the others laying by the sideline. The boys got stuck
into a really active game in which Chris injected himself with
gusto. Several times as boys tried to tackle him he felt a hard slap across
his chest or stomach where he ran through some attempt. He had the red open
hand mark outlines on his body. Across both his nipples were the clear
outlines of a hand print. When some of he boys noticed it was a source of
humour for them. The game continued and as the game went on it became more
intense, neither side wanting to lose. Chris was running out the ball when
he was grabbed by several of the oppostion who tried to pull him to the
ground. Two lads were around his shoulders trying to pull him down when
Sinclair, Chris' supposed friend, went in and pulled on the elastic waisted
shorts. The shorts went straight to the ground and Chris ended up in the
melee with the other boys naked and on display from the waist down. Chris
struggled to get free and to his feet but before he could do so he felt a
hand firmly holding his genitals and giving them several hard tugs. Chris
chubbed and his penis raced to an erection. Several boys saw what was
happening and began yahooing but Chris was now free and bounded to his feet
pulling up his shorts at the same time. Chris asked the boys who decided to
chide him about the show if they wanted to suck him or did they want him to
fuck them seeing as how they liked cock so much.

The boys fell away with the others in the class laughing at them with
Chris' comments.

One of the boys, a blonde headed lad named Doyle was pissed off at being
laughed at and called to Chris, "Don't worry you horse cock it will all
come out about you, I know what you are, look you got a boner now."  Doyle
indicated the large tent in Chris' white shorts which were becoming
transparent as they became wet with perspiration.

Chris looked at Doyle and then turned his back on him and dismissed what
was said, he had never seen this guy before he couldn't know anything about
Chris.

The boys heard the whistle sound indicating the PE session was over.

"OK boys those of you who want to shower away you go, rest of you get on
your way home."Mr Thomas directed.

The group of boys for swim team led by Mick went into the changeroom to get
ready for the pool. Some were dirty from football and either washed off the
a towel, but not one for swiiming .He didn't have swimmers because either
because he only found out about going to swim team this morning. He wanted
to save his towel for after swimming. Chris sat on the bench waiting for
Mick to finish. Chris had intended to swim in his PE shorts.  There was a
lot of laughing from the shower and Chris heard the showers turned off and
the boys emerge from the showers wrapped in their towels heading to put on
their swimmers.

"I didn't know you were out here, you should have showered." Mick said to
Chris

Chris explained to Mick about having only one towel and no swimmers, and
how he would use his PE shorts.

"Can't have you trying out in PE shorts you need swimmers. I"ll get you a
pair."Mick assured Chris.

With that Mick raced off down the alley towards the pool.  In several
minutes he returned with two pair of maroon coloured speedos for Chris to
try on.

"I'll catch you guys on pool deck. I'll just make sure Chrisis ok." Mick
called to his mates.  "OK mate drop your shorts and try these on."

Mick watched as Chris got naked then pulled on the first pair of
speedos. They were a little large but Chris was happy with the way he
looked. He felt comfortable. Mick handed him the second pair and told him
to try them on. Chris didnot argue he pulled off the first pair and donned
the second. This pair were much smaller and accentuated every outline of
Chris' body. From the rear they showed the top of his arse crack and a
small showing of his buttocks crept out of each leg. From the front his
cock and balls were clearly outlined. There was the sight of several pubic
hairs creeping over the waist band. It accentuated the feint blond happy
trail to his navel. This pair were too tight they were very very sexy and
revealing and Chris started to find himself with the start of an erection
which was further highlighted and put more strain on everything else,
dragging the waist lower with the weight and pressure. More pubic showed
and was an exhibition to anyone looking.

"OK, they are both yours, you choose which pair you want for swim club and
the other pair can be for other times. Up to you." mick said

Chris didn't quite understand what Mick meant but knew he felt much more
comfortable going in front of his team mates in the larger suit the other
one was very revealing, not one for in public. Chris picked the big suit.

"OK lets go" Mick said and waited for Chris to change back into the larger
suit.

Both boys went off to the pool and to speak with the coach. They had a bit
of a walk as they were in the gym changeroom and had to walk to another
building which housed the pool and pool changerooms and showers.

The coach spoke to Chris, put him through his paces and was very impressed
with his ability given he wasn't in any team and was not professionally
coached. He told Chris he had great prospects of being a successful
swimmer. Chris joined the swim squad and undertook the training programme
with the other boys.

At the completion of practice the boys moved to the pool changeroom and
showers. Chris realised he had left his school shorts at his locker and his
PE shorts over at the gym and he only had a towel with him. He told Mick he
would have to go to his locker to get his clothes. Mick said for him to
have a shower at the pool and wrap the towel around himself and go to his
locker then. Chris started to tell Mick he would rather go to his locker
first but Mick told him it was not a suggestion. Chris went into the
showers and stood with the other boys and washed the chlorine from his
body, Mick did the same. Some boys left their speedos on while they
showered. Chris turned off his shower and went back to the changeroom and
proceeded to dry off. Mick came out just as Chris was about to leave and go
to his locker, he was still wearing his speedos. Mick told him to leave his
speedos with him, wrap the towel and go get his gear from the locker. Chris
did as he was told and slipped his speedos off and was about to wrap the
towel around him when several of the boys snapped their towels at Chris
nude body. Two towels flicked him heavily on his arse and when he jumped
the third flicked him squarely to his balls. Chris let forth a hurt caused
moan. The boys laughed as Chris grabbed his towel, held it in front of him
in a bunch and ran from the changeroom to go to his locker. Chris arrived
at his locker then realised he had left the key in his PE shorts which were
in the gym changeroom where he had changed into his speedos. He was unable
to get into his locker to get his clothes or books. Chris took off for the
gym to get his PE gear and locker key. When Chris arrived at the gym he was
shocked to find it was all locked.  He scouted every window and door of the
building looking for a place to enter, the building was completely locked,
the PE teachers had left early, straight after school and locked the
building. Chris was left standing dressed only with a towel wrapped around
him. He did not want to go back and tell Mick because he could not trust
what Mick might do.

Chris had no money to catch a bus home, so would have to walk home wrapped
in his towel. Chris walked across the playground on his way to the exit. As
he reached the car park he met Mr Lester walking to his car. Lester spied
Chris and called him across to him. Chris dropped his head and walked over
to the trainee teacher.

"Where are you off to Thompson, that doesn't look like school uniform."
asked Lester

"No sir I'm going home but I can't get my uniform or books cause my locker
key is locked in the gym." Chris told the teacher.

"Sounds all very complicated, do you have anything on under that towel."
Lester enquired

"No sir I only got the towel." Chris replied.

"Well you can't go walking the streets like that, I'll drive you home."
Lester told Chris

"Thanks sir but I'm OK,"

"No way am I taking that risk, get in." Mr Lester told Chris.

Mr lester opened the door to his Mini. He lent across and opened the door
for Chris to get in. As Chris prepared to enter the car there were some
books on his seat and Mr lester told him to put them on the back
seat. Chris bent, picked up the books, then entered the car and knelt on
his seat and reached over and placed the books on the back seat. Lester was
watching intently waiting for any glimpse he might glean of Chris.  With
the activity of Chris kneeling on the seat, holding books out in front of
him and stretching over the seat to put the books on the back seat Chris'
towel came loose and fell from his waist landing on the seat and behind
Chris legs. He was kneeling in the teachers car completely naked. Mr lester
could not believe his good fortune, boy flesh everywhere. Mr Lester took
hold of Chris' towel. Chris grabbed for the towel but Lester had it. Chris
looked at Mr lester. Mr Lester slowly handed Chris back his towel. Chris
stayed bent and kneeling in the car and rewrapped the towel around his
waist. Chris then turned and dropped into his seat.

"You right to go now." smiled Mr Lester.

"Yes please." Chris replied sheepishly and very red faced.

Mr Lester started the car and started to drive home, Chris giving
directions to his place. It was obvious to Mr lester there was a large lump
under the towel as he looked at the crotch of Chris whilst he sat in the
bucket seat.

As they travelled Mr lester dropped a hand high up on Chris' right
thigh. He slowly worked his hand back and forth while speaking to
Chris. "You seem to have a lot of trouble keeping your clothes young
Thompson."

"Yes sir" Chris responded whilst squirming in the seat. The teachers hand
was moving up and down his thigh with the fingers just getting to where he
could feel pressure at his balls. Although the teacher was making no
attempt to touch his privates the teachers' fingers were just pressing and
Chris found the feeling and being with the teacher exciting. Chris started
to get an erection. He looked down at his crotch and could see the huge
tent forming and the outline of the cock forcing up the towel. Chris tried
to will it down, the more he thought of it the harder it got. The erection
was now so strong the tent was forcing open the towel.  His cock started to
run precum, Chris was excited by his situation. He could not explain it. He
felt humiliated being like this in front of a teacher but his cock said
something else.

Mr lester was watching intently the erect penis tenting the towel and the
continual bobbing action as the penis pulsed. Lester could only imagine how
big this appendage was to cause this sort of swelling. Lester looked at
Chris face. Chris looked back at Lester.

"I.m sorry sir it jut happens, I can't stop it, it happens all the time,"
Chris said with a pleading voice to Mr lester.

"I understand Thompson all boys get erections but not normally when they
are being driven home by their teacher."

"I'm sorry sir, I really am. THere's nothing I can do with it." Chris again
said seeking the teacher's understanding.

"Well I can't deliver you home with that sticking out like that can I. Your
parents will think all sorts of things." Mr lester said to Chris." Any
suggestions where we can go and wait for that to subside or for you to do
something with it to get it to go down." As Mr Lester said this he parked
his car on the far side of park which bordered Chris' house. "How long
before it goes down Chris."

"I don't now sir, most times it won't unless I ...you know do something
with it."

"What do you mean, masturbate." Mr Lester asked

"Ah.. yes sir... if I don't it just stays hard and starts to get really
sore."

"How often does this happen."Lester asked

Chris didnot answer for a minute but when Lester cleared his throat
said,"Every day sir."

"So you masturbate every day." Lester enquired

"Yes sir."

"How many times a day." Lester continued to probe

"At least four times a day sir." Chris answered in a very subdued voice.

Lester smiled." My god you are a cock mad hound aren't you." Lester looked
a Chris crotch and there was no change to the prominent swelling. Lester
moved his now stationary hand from Chris thigh and took hold of the rigid
towel covered rod, "Well you need to do sometihng about this I can't stay
here all afternoon. If I get caught with a near naked boy in my car I'm in
trouble. Mr lester continued to tightly hold the erect penis.

With the feel of the teachers grip around his penis Chris was no longer
listening to what was being said, he was again fantacising. Mr Lester
continued to hold and move his hand on the penis, he stopped ,removed his
hand, then slid it in under the cover of the towel and took and firm hold
flesh to flesh. He was amazed at the heft of the cock in his hand. It was
hard as steel with a velvet covering. He could not close his hand around
this throbbing prong. He felt the precum running onto his fingers. He could
feel the cock, he could imagine it, he had to see it. He cast the towel off
the prick and stared as he worked his hand along the full length. Without
warning Chris tightened his legs and his already stiff cock became granite,
seven enormous spirts of cum blew from the tip of this magnificent
penis. The cum flew through the air and onto the car dashboard, seat and
floor and dribbled onto Lester's fingers. Chris threw his head back against
the head rest of the seat. He sat in a teachers car naked, his still hard
hard penis enveloped in the teachers hand his eyes closed recovering from a
major ejaculation.

Chris opened his eyes and looked across at Mr lester. He sat with his hand
enveloping Chris' member looking straight ahead out at the park. Chris
looked to Mr lester's crotch, there was a most noticeable bulge..  Chris
moved his right hand across and placed it on top of the bulging
crotch. Lester closed his eyes and lightly moaned at the touch. Chris took
hold of what he felt was an erect penis and slowly worked his hand and
fingers over the straining member. Mr lester was wearing light chinos,
Chris could feel the tube beneath his grasp. Mr lester slowly started to
massage Chris' rod again, bringing it instantly backc to its full
hardness. Chris reached and slid down the zipper on the chinos. He fished
his hand inside the trousers and found a pair of briefs, he traced his hand
around and found the waist band and slid his hand inside. He could feel the
coarse pubic hair, he felt the butt of the tube, he forced his hand in
further and took a handful of cock. It was hard, it had slimy goo over
it. Mr lester at the feel of Chris' hand grasping his cock tightened his
grip around Chris and moaned loudly. Chris kept his hand around the erect
penis and dragged it out trying to let it see light of day. Chris leaned
over with his other hand and tried to loose the belt on the chinos. He kept
a firm grip with his left hand on the teachers rod. As he attempted to
loose the belt Mr lester released his hold of Chris and grabbed Chris' left
hand and slowly pulled it from within his trousers.

Mr lester looked at Chris. "You had better go, can you walk across the park
to home."

Chris who was sitting naked in the car, looked down at his crotch and the
again erect penis," Sure but I'm back in the same position this won't just
go down."

"Surely you can, you just shot your load." Lester said as he looked at the
cum over the interior of his car.

"I don't think so." Chris said as he reached for the door handle of the car
to get out.

"We have to talk about this later Chris, we must keep this between us. You
understand that don't you."

"Sure sir, I ain't going to tell people I let my teacher jerk me off."
Chris said.

Mr Lester winced as he heard these words. He had compromised his
position. He had to think of how he could recover the upper hand. Chris
opened the door and was getting out.

"Here, don't forget your towel." Mr Lester quipped.

"Oh shit," Chris said as he reached out and took the towel and wrapped it
around himself."Seeya, and thanks for the ride." Chris smiled. "You going
home to take care of that"

"You worry about your problem. Remember not a word to anyone. We'll talk
tomorrow." Lester said

"Yeah I got detention tomorrow , remember."

"See you in class." and with that Mr Lester started his car and drove
off. He was angry with himself for what he had done. He spent his time
driving home thinking about how stupid he had been. He had gone all this
time through school and then university and remained in the closet. No one
knew he was gay. No one knew he liked young boys. He hadn't known he liked
young boys. He began to think of Chris, then his body, his tight rounded
arse, his tight stomach and muscled thighs. He could not get the site nor
the feel of that great organ out of his minds eye. It looked so out of
place hanging off the lower abdomen, something so big off a body that
seemed to small to support it. Lester arrived at his unit. He got out of
the car, went to his unit, entered, walked through the kitchen and grabbed
a beer from the fridge and moved out onto the balcony to sit and think. He
sat himself on the balcony and sipped his beer. He looked down onto the
pool area and there were several young teens romping and splashing
around. He watched them but imagined Chris. He stood, went into his bedroom
and stripped off his clothes. He looked at himself in the mirror. Looking
back he could see a fit young man of 21 tanned skin, quite good looking he
thought. He looked at the chubbed penis, reached down and gave it several
tugs to make it seem larger. He knew he was about 150mm (6 inches) when
hard, no where near the length or girth of his pupil. His penis strengthend
at the thought of his pupil. Lester took hold of his penis and began to
slowly masturbate himself his mind focused on Chris. He walked naked from
his bedroom to the balcony sliding door and stood before it, slowly sliding
his hand up and down erect shaft, imagining he was holding Chris. He gave
no thought to being seen standing in front of the doors, his mind was on
Chris, nothing else. Precum oozed from the penis, lester continued to slip
his hand, his pace quickend, he lent one hand onto the glass door for
support, his length was now fully lubricated with precum. With Chris set
firmly in his sight and his hand working at a feverish pace Lester ejected
his sperm onto the sliding glass door.  The eruption over, sperm seeped
from the softening cock onto Lester's hand. The hand driven orgasm he had
just experienced was the most intense ever. It was Chris but he had to get
over him. As Dave Lester recovered from his experience he realised where he
was and what he had just done in full view of anyone watching. He quickly
moved his naked form away from the door while trying to see if anyone may
have seen him. There was only one of the children in the pool area staring
at him, surely he had not seen what he had done.

"I got to get control. Fuck living on the ground level, I could be in deep
shit." Lester said to himself.  Lester began to consider his position. He
went back to the fridge and got another beer. Then another.  Then
another. He hadn't yet thought to dress or clean the cum running down the
glass door. All he kept thinking of was Chris. He was becoming obsessed by
him. Dave Lester would eat alone, thinking of his new pupil.  Dave Lester
slept and dreamt the night away thinking of his pupil. He woke and realised
he had experienced nocturnal emissions, the first time in years. He was now
obsessed by Chris.

Meanwhile ,Chris wrapped in his towel wandered across the park to the back
gate that led from the park to the back yard. He had positioned his penis
to face towards his his navel andso reduced the considerable tent.  He
entered the yard and met martin in the back yard.

"What you doing dressed like that." martin enquired

"Long story mate, my stuff got locked in at school." Chris kept moving and
moved into the house and up to his and Mick's room. Sitting at the desk was
Mick staring at the computer.

"Where you been buddy." Mick asked

Chris explained what had happened to him and how Mr Lester had driven him
home. He did not tell him everything that happened that afternoon.

"Could have been embarrassing if he teach had picked you up. What's he
like." Mick enquired.

"Yeah ok, not like a teacher once he was out of school."

"What you talk about." Mick probed.

"Not much, just about sport and shit , you know." Chris replied.

"OK cool. Listen with everything back to normal this is how it's going to
be. No briefs ever. You travel with me on the bus or however I say. You sit
with me. You have lunch with me. You ask for permission to go places
without me. Understand." Mick stated.

"Sure mate, I told you I'll do whatever you say. You just keep things
between us." Chris agreed

"I won't go public if you do what you're told. Oh and because you're my
slave you will wear what I say, go where I say, do what I say and eat what
I say. In other words everything I say."

"Where did the slave bit come from." Chris objected

"Don't like the idea, it's slave or nothing. Look at the computer screen."

Chris took note of what was on the screen. It was the photo of Chris that
was posted in his locker and ready to be emailed.

"It makes no difference what you call me I got to do what you say
anyway. So who cares." Chris sighed

"True, but so you understand your status is slave and you serve who I tell
you to serve." Mick said "Now drop your towel and jerk off in front of
me. Catch your cum in these." Mick handed Chris a pair of maroon
speedos. Chris looked at Mick but dropped his towel and started to work his
cock. He knew it would not take long it never did.

After Chris blew is lot in the speedos he went to hand them back to
Mick. Mick shook his head," I don't want them, they're what you're wearing
to the beach on the weekend. It's up to you if you want to suck the cum out
of them or let it dry in there so everyone will see the your cum stains."

Chris knew how the dried cum would show up in maroon coloured speedos, it
would be obvious what it was.  Chris went to his drawer to get out a pair
of shorts but Mick told him to stay naked until he told him to change. Mick
had been trying to think of something for Chris to wear around the house
that was revealing but could still be worn in public. Chris took the
speedos and sucked the cum from the fabric. Mick watched and smiled as he
noted that while Chris was sucking his cum he also was getting hard again.

Just before the boys went down for dinner Chris was allowed to put on a
pair of shorts. They all went to the dinner table. Uncle John wasn't at
home but the four boys and Aunty Mary sat up and had dinner plus lively
conversations. In discussions Mick told the others they were going to the
beach on the weekend and asked if there was any chance of a ride for him,
Chris and some mates. After some debate it was agreed either Peter would
borrow his mothers car and drive them or he would get his mates to get them
there. They agreed either way they were set for a lift and for all the boys
were to meet at the Thompsons and be ready to go at 8 am.  Dinner over the
boys pitched in, cleared and washed up and went back to their rooms to
complete their homework etc and get on the computer.

Mick and Chris were sitting in their room discussing the weekend when Peter
walked in.

"Don't you ever knock. How about privacy." Mick snapped at him

"What you might be fucking Chris or one of your faggy mates." Peter
retorted with a great chuckle

"You never know ," Mick replied.

The three boys sat and talked for a while, discussing the all matters
related to school. peter asked if they had seen any other of the student
teachers yet. Mick laughed when he told Pete of Chris being on detention on
Friday afternoon for Mr Lester. The boys laughed, pete wanted to know what
Chris had done to stir Lester up as he seemed a nice enough bloke. Pete
reckoned he looked to young to be a teacher. He thought he looked more like
one of them. All boys agreed. While they were talking the boys lay on the
beds and Pete sprawled in the desk chair. He was dressed only in nylon
footy shorts. For the first time Chris took note of Peter and his facial
and physical features. The way Pete had his legs he could see up the leg of
the shorts to cotton coveredd balls. Peter had dark hair, on his head and
then under his arms, his chest and happy trail leading from the navel into
the shorts. He had a light dusting of dark hair on his legs. Chris decided
Peter was quite handsome, his crotch began to stir. He didn't understand he
never looked at boys once now its all he seems to notice. He is always
looking at other guys crotches, sitting , standing walking towards him,
everywhere, all ages, Martin's age 13 to grown men, his uncle. He thought
of Dave Lesters crotch and the feel of his penis. He immediately went rock
hard. In brief shorts it is very difficult to disguise a cock when it's
220mm (8 3/4 inches) long and 170mm (7 inches) in diameter especially when
it has two balls the size of plums hanging below it.

"Got a boner mate." pete interupted the discussion.

Mick looked across and saw Chris trying to move his legs to hide the cock
head coming out the leg of the leg of he shorts.

"Tell you what MIck I bet you Chris has got a bigger cock than you. You
always reckon you're a stud."Mick taunted Pete

"You been playing with him mickey, that how you know its a good size
sausage. So, what's the prize."  pete asked

"I ain't seen it but just for a bet. Remember you're two years older. I
should get start." Mick replied

"What do you want, an inch I suppose." Pete laughed out loud.

"Give me a half inch start and you can bet anything you want, anything at
all." Mick replied, he looked at Chris and winked. Chris was about to say
something and decided against it , he was only an object in this.  he had
no say.

"OK you're on, winner can name his prize after the contest." Peter agreed
and put out his hand to shake with Mick. Mick and Pete shook on the bet.

"OK drop your shorts Chris and lets measure. You want length or how thick
Pete." Mick called out

"If we're the same length then we do thick." Pete replied

The door to the bedroom opened and in walked Martin," what's the noise he
asked."

"Just seeing who's got the biggest cock Chris or Pete"replied Mick.

"Got to be Pete he's the oldest, and he's bigger than Chris. i go for
pete."

"OK you want in in this. The bet is Chris gets half inch start cause he's
younger and the winner can nominate their bet after the contest. So you
in."

"Fucken oath, you can be my slave for the week." Martin said "I take pete."

"OK that's what we'll make the prize, the loser is the total slave of the
winner for a week. The slave does everything he 's told. All agreed." peter
suggested.

Both Mick and martin agreed.

"What about you Chris you're in this, if you lose you got to be slave for a
week to the winners.  If i win you and Mick and are each our slaves for a
week and vice versa if you win."

Chris looked at Mick who nodded his approval. Chris knew he had no say but
it didn't matter because he was sure he would win. Chris told them he would
agree to whatever they wanted to do.

Mick went to the drawer and took out a ruler," OK boys drop them for a
measure."

The boys gathered around and Peter and Chris dropped their shorts. Both
boys' boners sprang out of their confines. peter looked at Chris and knew
he was beaten but took hold of his cock and jerked on it trying to coax
more length. Chris gave his schlong several long slow pulls. Peter measured
at 190mm (7 1/2 inches).  Peter watched intently as the ruler was splaced
along the top of Chris cock and at the end showed it to be 220mm long (8
3/4 inches).

Both Martin and peter stood staring at the oversized cock. Martin reached
out and went to feel it. Chris eased away.

"Let him feel it he just lost to you. i reckon you might have him hold it a
fair bit during your week with him."  Mick said all happy with himself for
sucking in both brothers on a sucker bet."Well, all happy. You boys lost.
we'll let you know when your week commences."

The other boys agreed saying a bet was a bet, but Peter said nothing was to
be said to anyone outside of this four. They all agreed. peter and Martin
then left for their bedrooms, Martin through the bedroom door and peter
through the interchange door with their shared bathroom,

When they had gone Mick and Chris smiled at each other, that had been
easy. Mick reached out and turned off the bedroom light leaving the room in
darknesss except for the light coming in through the window from the moon
outside. Chris pulled off his shorts and got into bed, he knew Mick wanted
him naked. He said goodnight and lay on his side and watched Mick undress
in the reflected light from outside. Chris couldn't work out if Mick was
gay or just sadistic. He watched Mick strip naked, drop his hand and give
himself a quick loosening tug then crawl into bed. Big day tomorrow Chris
thought he had to face Mr Lester. He went to sleep dreaming of his hand on
mr Lester's cock. Chris thinks he likes him.




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