Date: Wed, 30 Apr 2014 12:02:59 +0000
From: Duane Colwell <gladiatorkid@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Teacher, My Pet  Chapter 3

My Teacher, My Pet 3

"Strip for me, honey" I said as I entered Mr. Jameson's apartment.  "I like
my fuck boys in the nude."  I dropped my sack on a chair and wandered
through the apartment checking out each room.  It was a reasonably nice two
bedroom.  Mr. Jameson tagged along behind me.

I was wearing my usual out-of-school uniform: snug muscle shirt which
really showed the spectacular definition of my huge arms, and short frayed
cutoffs.  Yeah, I know guys are wearing their cutoffs long this year but
I've got massive muscular thighs and I like showing them off.  Besides, I
don't follow trends, I make them.  And, the truth is, since I cut mine
short, I've seen guys from my gym class that have cut theirs short as well.
Anybody that works their ass off to get bulging thighs like mine would want
to wear their shorts short.

"Why aren't you naked" I said as we went back into the living room.

"JD.  Please don't say things like `fuck boy'.  I'm your teacher.  I'm not
your boy."  Without saying a word I simply stepped up to him, grabbed the
front of his shirt, pulled him up to his tiptoes, and slapped him; hard.

"Yeeeaaaoooh, JD" he screamed.

"For a teacher, Mr. Jameson, you're a slow learner" I said in a soft tone
of voice.  "I don't think you listen."

"JD, that really hurt."  Holding him there, I slapped him again, just as
hard as the first time.  "Yeeeaaaooh" he screamed again.  I held him for a
few seconds and then let go.

"I'll bet that one hurt too" I said mildly.  "Now, get on your knees before
your Master."  When he didn't move immediately I gave him a hard shove
knocking him to the floor on his butt.  He sat there with a shocked look as
he held his hand to his reddening face.

"Knees" Is all I said as I pointed to the floor in front of me.  He just
sat there looking shocked.

"NOW" I yelled at him, raising my voice for the first time.  "MOVE."  I
wouldn't say he was crying but there were definitely tears dripping down
his cheeks.  But he finally made the move, getting on his knees in front of
me.

"Who's Boss here?" I asked as I grabbed a hunk of his hair and jerked his
head back.

"You are, JD" he murmured through his tears.  "But ..."

"Shut up" I said.  "Who's Boss here" I repeated.

"You are, JD" he answered again.

"Yeah, I'm Boss.  And I'm also the Master, and you'll be whatever the fuck
I want you to be."  Holding his head back, I got a wad of saliva and spit
it in his face, hitting him on the left cheek.  "And I'll do whatever the
fuck I want to you.  Got that?"

"JD...?" he started to say as he looked up at me and wiped the spit off.

"I said `got that'?" I repeated as I gave his head a violent shake.

"Please, JD" he said.

"Answer me" I growled at him.

"Okay, JD.  I got that."

"Go get my bag from the chair" I said.  "CRAWL" I yelled as he started to
get up.  So he crawled over to the chair, got the bag and brought it back
to me.  He was still halfway crying as I pulled the black studded collar
out of the bag.

"Please, JD" he pleaded, looking up at me.  "You don't have to ..." As I
cocked my fist and held it in his face he stopped.

"This is your collar; your slave collar" I said as I fastened it around his
neck.  "You're now officially my slave.  Tell me you're my slave."

"JD, I ..."

"Tell me you're my slave" I repeated as I again put my fist in his face.

"Okay, JD.  I'm your slave" he answered grudgingly.

"Call me Master" I ordered him.  "Go ahead, say it.  I'm your Master."

"Come on, JD" he pleaded.

"Say it" I snapped.

"Okay, yes, JD.  You're my Master."

"Good boy" I said as I grabbed the collar and walked over and sat in the
chair, dragging him along behind me.

So, we had a talk.  Me in the chair and him on his knees in front of me.
It took a while because Mr. Jameson (his first name is Carl); Carl had a
hard time understanding what I meant by being one hundred percent
submissive and totally obedient to me.  It was obviously a new concept for
him, particularly since I was about ten years younger than him and one of
his students.  But I was also twice his size and all solid muscle so it
didn't take a whole lot before he finally understood that his sole purpose
here was to satisfy me; to satisfy me in any way I wished.  Okay, so I had
to smack him a few times and I wasn't gentle, but he finally seemed to
understand that I now owned him.

I enjoy working a guy over like that, even a skinny runt like Mr. Jameson
so he was definitely crying by the time we finished and was probably going
to have some bruises for a couple days.  But I was pretty much satisfied
that he didn't see a student any longer when he looked at me.  He saw a
demanding muscle stud that did not put up with bullshit.

"You got it now, slave boy?" I finally asked.  "You don't do a fucking
thing without me telling you to do it.  Right?"

"Yes, Master" he answered through his sobs.

"Kiss my foot and tell me you're sorry for being a shit."  H looked up at
me through his tears as he sobbed softly.  Then he bent down and kissed my
Nikes.

"I'm sorry, Master" he said as he looked up at me.

"Get my shoes and socks off" I ordered him He dutifully removed my shoes
and socks.  "Now crawl out into the kitchen and get me a beer, and get back
here."  He looked up at me as if to question my drinking underage.  "What
did I say?" I growled at him.

"Sorry, Master" he said quickly as he crawled away.  Abusing somebody like
this always turns me on so I was about half hard already, but I was raring
to go to get me some tight `math teacher' ass.  For the first time tonight
I reached down and groped myself as `Carl' crawled back into the room with
my bottle of beer.

"Kiss your Master's feet" I said as I took the beer from him.  "Show your
Master how sorry you are."  He reached down and started massaging my left
foot.  "I didn't say touch it, you dumb shit.  I said worship it; with your
mouth."  Without a word he crouched down and started kissing my feet.  I
just let him go at it for a while as I sipped on the beer.

And let me tell you, this was heaven.  Getting worshiped; getting my feet
kissed by my newly trained slave who was cowering at my feet was
delightful.  The incredible power of me, at only sixteen, owning my very
own slave.  His being an adult and my teacher made it even more
unbelievable.

"Suck on the toes now, slave boy" I said after I watched him worship my
feet for a while.  God I loved being in control.

He was definitely too skinny and I don't generally fuck skinny guys.  There
ain't nobody around that has the muscle that I've got, and there ain't
nobody that I can't out-wrestle, so I liked the challenge of taking down
and dominating kids with some muscle of their own.  Of course his being my
teacher made all the difference.

"JD, please" he said softly as he looked up at me.  "Can I ..."

"Get back on my feet, you little prick" I growled at him.  "You don't stop
until I tell you to stop."  So he went back to working my feet, and I just
let me go at it for another five minutes or so.

"Okay" I finally said as I grabbed him by the hair and pulled him up,
jerking his head back to make him look up at me.  "What?"

"Ahhh ..., JD" he said with tears still dripping down his face.  "I'll do
whatever you want.  I'll suck you or whatever; you know that."

"Hell yes I know that" I said.  "So?"

"But ..., but ..., why do you have to be so mean?"  I just looked at him
for a moment, somewhat startled.  Then I laughed.

"I told you that you were my slave, didn't I?" I laughed.  "Didn't I?"

"Well, yes, JD" he whimpered.

"A slave doesn't question his Master and you don't question me. I`ll damn
well do whatever I want to you, and I'll do it whenever I want.  If I want
to kick your ass, I'll kick your ass.  And If I want a blowjob from you,
you'll damn well give me a blowjob."

"But, JD ..."

"If you forget to call me Master again, you're going to be one sorry
son-of-a-bitch" I snarled at him.

"Ahhh ... okay.  Sorry, Master.  But ..."

"You have no idea how cool it is for me to turn my own teacher into my
slave" I said, giving him a big smile.  "I mean, it is totally awesome
having you on your knees in front of me and calling me Master.  You
wouldn't believe how exhilarating this is for me.  And you should be
thrilled that a sixteen year old stud like me is willing to fuck a skinny
old guy like you.  Aren't you thrilled?"

"Huh" he replied.

"I said, aren't you thrilled that I'm giving you all this attention and
letting you service me?  The hottest young muscle stud in our school?" I
asked again.  "You gotta know how popular I am.  Hell, the kid's line up to
kiss my ass and they beg me to walk all over them.  You should be tickled
to death that I'm spending all this time with you."

"Ahhh ... J... ahhh, Master.  Ahhh ,,,,:

"Hell, I know this turns you on.  You like being abused by your student.  I
can see that.  You like having this muscle stud put you on your knees" I
said as I flexed my bicep for him.  "You are one total masochist and I know
you love me controlling you."

"Master ..." he whimpered.

"Tell me you love it" I ordered him.  "Tell me you love being my slave.
Say it."

"Master ..." he said again.

"And you love me slapping you around too" I said giving his hair a jerk.
"Hell yes, you love it.  You love having a big muscle stud like me working
you over.  So say it.  Say you love it."

He stared up into my grinning face with tears in his eyes, and I could see
the acknowledgement slowly sink in as he gradually accepted what I said.
"Yes, JD" he barely whispered, finally admitting it.  "Yes, Master.  Yes.
I love it."

"Shit, yeah" I laughed.  Leaning forward slightly, I developed a big wad of
spit, and let it drip slowly into his face as he looked up into my eyes.
It landed on his nose and upper lip.  "Lick it up, puppy" I said as I
grinned down at him.  "Lick up your Master's spit."  Keeping his eyes
deliberately glued to mine to show his devotion, he stuck out his tongue
and licked my spit off of his lip.  "Thank me for it, puppy.  Thank me for
giving you a gift."

"Thank you, Master" he answered without any hesitation, as he looked up at
me with a worshipful look on his face.  "Thank you."  Oh man, was he ready.
A perfect masochistic slave that I could use or abuse in any way I wish.  I
hacked up some more spit and did it again, hitting him in the same place
and watched as he looked into my eyes, thanked me and then licked it off.
This was the real turning point, and I knew he'd take anything from me and
love it from now on.  I could be as mean and nasty or as sweet and
affectionate as I wanted and he'd wag his tail and come back for more.

"Get on my dick now, baby."  I pulled his face into my crotch and gave him
a light slap to the back of his head.  "Chew on it, hon.  Chew on that big
dick."  And he started doing exactly that.

He was now my total fawning slave, but I had known from day one that he
wanted to suck my dick.  From the very first day when he walked by my desk
and saw my dick hanging out of my pants, I knew he wanted to suck it.  That
boner he had had in his pants was a sure giveaway.  Besides, last week he
was almost delirious with delight when I allowed him to suck me off twice.

"Get it wet, baby.  I want to feel that mouth of yours through my jeans."
I gave him another light slap to the back of the head as encouragement.  I
was mostly hard to begin with, but now after only a couple minutes of his
actions I stretched out to my full ten inches.  My cutoffs were so short
that a couple inches of my prick peeked out the bottom.

"Okay, get it out now, baby boy" I said.  "Get it out where you can see
it."  He glanced up at me, evidently questioning the `baby boy' comment.
But then, as he unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants, he leaned in and
kissed the base of my prick.  Then he struggled with it for a moment,
really struggled, until he was finally able to pull it up and out of my
shorts.

Then he just gazed at it in total fascination.  A look of complete
wonderment on his face as he held my enormous prick in his hand.  "Oh, JD,
JD, JD" he muttered softly as he leaned in and gave it a kiss.  "It's so
beautiful."  He gave it another kiss and then leaned back to admire it some
more as he squeezed it with his hand.  "It's so beautiful" he said again.

Yeah, he's a total cock hound.  Totally mesmerized by a big prick, a really
big prick.  I didn't have to say a word to tell him what to do because he
was in love with it.  He wanted to worship it and make love to it.  He was
in such awe of my prick that I knew it'd be no time at all before I'd have
him taking it deep into his throat.  Hell, I think he'd be willing to
strangle himself on it for the sheer pleasure of dying in ecstasy.

"Suck on it, hon" I said.  "Take it in your mouth."

"Yes, Master' he murmured.  "Thank you, Master."  He slowly opened wide and
took four or five inches of the massive dick into his mouth, and still
holding it in his hand, started to gently suck on it and lap on it with his
tongue.  He was so worshipful that I just marveled at it.  I'd had lots of
blowjobs, maybe a hundred or more, but no one had ever treated it with such
awe and admiration as `Carl' was.  So I just sat there fascinated as he
made love to my prick.  Every minute or so he'd take it out of his mouth
and rub it all over his face, mixing his spit with mine and smearing it all
over.  Then giving it a kiss or two he'd go back down on it again.

Now, you understand that I'm a true dominant and wholly self-centered, so
I'm always in control and my partners are there simply to be used for my
pleasure.  I make it clear to them that my dick is the center of their
universe.  I'm always in control and I like it rough.  I like to fuck face
and fuck ass or fuck cunt, ruthlessly showing my strength and power through
somewhat tyrannical domination.  So letting Carl give me a slow worshipful
blowjob was not my style at all.  But, I was loving it.  Roughly fucking a
trick's face is one thing but having him head-over-heals in love with my
prick is quite another.  It was wonderful.

But.

Yes, it was wonderful, and it was making me super-hot, but I hadn't had his
ass yet.  Over two weeks and I still hadn't plugged that butt that had been
driving me bonkers all semester.

So I had to stop him before I got to the point of no return.

"Baby, baby" I said as I pushed his head back off my prick.  "You are
terrific."  I was actually panting as I held his head just out of reach of
my cock.  He pushed against my hand trying to get it in his mouth again for
a moment, and then looked up at me.

"Master?" he asked.

"Not yet, honey.  Not yet" I said as I pushed him away and took a deep
breath.  "Okay, strip for me now, honey.  Let me see you naked."

"JD.  I'm ... I'm so skinny."  Of course he was skinny, I'd already told
him that, but I didn't know that he was embarrassed about it.

"That's alright, I know you're skinny" I said.  "But all I'm interested in
is that ass.  So, strip."

He looked at me with a shocked look on his face.  Shit, he had to know that
I was going to fuck him.  He can't be that dense.  I now knew he'd sucked
cock before, and I'll bet my bottom dollar that he'd had a dick or two up
his ass as well.

"JD, please ..."

"Is that the only fuckin phrase in your vocabulary: `JD, please'?" I
growled at him and gave him a light slap.  "Now do what you're fuckin told
and strip."  Obviously I didn't have him completely trained yet so I was
going to have to kick his ass a few more times to straighten him out.  One
way or another he was going to learn to obey me instantly without question.

Tears were streaming down his face again as he removed his shoes and socks.
After he got his shirt and pants off he looked over at me, as if to ask,
`my underwear too?'  I just frowned at him, so he pulled them off.  Yes, he
was slim, but I wouldn't call him skinny.  Actually, he had a compact
little body and a nice flat stomach.  His little prick looked to be about
three and a half or four inches, but it was hard.  Yeah, he was hard.  Even
though he was crying he was still turned on to my abuse.

I stood up and pealed my shorts down off my massive thighs and tossed them
aside.  Then I performed a front double bicep pose, followed by a most
muscular, crunching my muscles and forcing them out to their best.  I only
had an audience of one, but I love doing the posing and I love seeing
people's reaction as their mouths drop open in admiration.

Carl had already seen me pose showing my amazing upper body, but having my
ten inch dick sticking out somehow made the whole package even more
spectacular.

"You like, honey" I asked sweetly.  "I know seeing my prick leaves you
breathless, but do my muscles do it for you too?  Hmmm?"

"You're gorgeous, JD.  You're really gorgeous" he swooned.  "Actually, I
noticed you from the first day you walked into my classroom.  I thought you
were the best looking student in our school.  The best looking student I'd
ever seen."

"You thought it then, but now you know it for sure?" I laughed.

"Yeah, JD.  I know it" he answered with true reverence.  I sat back down
and pointed to the floor in front of me, so he got down on his knees with
his hands on my thighs.

"You ever have a prick up your ass, Mr. Jameson?" I asked, giving him a big
grin.  "Huh?"  Of course this embarrassed him to no end and he started to
say something.

"Ahhh .... JD .... please ...." he started to say, but then caught himself
before I had a chance to react.  "Ahhh .... JD.  Ahhh, not really."

"Not really?" I asked.  "What the fuck does that mean?  I asked you if
you'd been fucked."

"I ..., well ..., kinda.  Yeah."

"Kinda?" I asked.

"I never told anyone, but I got raped as a freshman in college.  He was one
of the jocks at the fraternity I considered pledging for, who took me into
his room.  He was a really big guy and a real shit."

"Truly?  Rape?"

"Yes, it was rape.  He hurt me a lot and he wouldn't stop.  Then he told
his friends and they blackballed me.  It was embarrassing.  It was
horrible."

"You went with him?  It ain't rape if you went with him" I said.

"It's rape if he won't stop when I tell him to stop" he snapped giving me a
dirty look.

"Okay, yeah.  But this is your lucky day, hon, because you're going to love
it this time" I said grinning at him.  "I'm awfully big and it's going to
hurt; in fact it's going to hurt like a son-of-a-bitch, but I know you're
going to love it.  All the kids I fuck love it, boys and girls both."

"JD, please.  I don't know ..."

"Hey, this is for me, hon.  This is for JD" I said as I grabbed his chin
and looked him in the eye.  "You'll do this for me won't you?  Hmmm?"

"It really hurt, JD.  He ..."

"So you had a bad experience, but I ain't no fraternity jock.  I'm JD, your
Master and your Lover" I said as I smiled at him.  "You'll do anything for
me won't you?"

"My lover?" he asked.

"Hell, yes, I'm your lover" I said matter-of-factly.  "When I'm with you,
I'm your lover.  Why, you plan on fucking someone else?"

"No, JD, but ..."

"I own you, baby.  You belong to me, and only me" I said.  "Now get up and
bend over my lap."

"Thank you, JD.  Thank you" he said with a big smile as he got off his
knees.  He was obviously thrilled that I called myself his lover.  It
didn't matter to me if he wanted to think `lover', but in my mind the word
was `owner'.  As long as I was fucking him, I owned him and he'd dedicate
himself to me and only me.

"Bend over and show me that ass" I said as I pulled him over my lap.  I
gave him a slap, not enough to hurt, but just to get his attention.
"You've got such a pretty little ass, baby.  I've been drooling over it
even since school started.  I can't believe I've waited this long to get my
prick in there."

"JD, please.  I'm afraid.  I'm ..."

"Relax, baby" I said as I dropped a dollop of spit into his crack.  "It's
gonna hurt a little, but it won't be bad.  I promise.  And you're doing
this for JD.  You can take a little pain for your lover can't you?"  I
spread his sweet little buns and stuck my finger into the crack to spread
the spit around.

"But I'm scared, JD."  I spit again and spread it around and then eased a
finger into him.  He grunted.

"Don't worry, baby.  I've fucked lots of guys up the bung, and I know how
to do it.  I'm very good at it so they were wild about it.  So shut the
fuck up and let me get to it."  Sliding my finger in and out a few times, I
spit once more and then eased two fingers into his tight little hole.  And
I mean tight; this was going to be a fuck to remember.  Carl just lay there
quietly while I worked to open up his butt hole.

"JD?" he said finally.

"What?" I asked as I started spreading his hole with my two fingers.

"I'm afraid, but ..., but ...  I want you to do it.  I want you to fuck me.
But please, go easy."

"Good, boy" I said with a smile.  "You got a sweet ass, baby, and I'm going
to enjoy screwing the hell out of you."

"I want you to, JD.  I want you to enjoy it.  I want to do this for you.
But ... But ..." he said softly, almost whimpering.  Interrupting him, I
grabbed his hair and pulled his head up and kissed him.  Oh, yeah; he was
afraid, but he'd do it for me.  He was now so devoted and crazy over me
that he'd do anything if it gave me pleasure.  I held him in the kiss as I
kept working my fingers in his ass.

"Mmmm" he murmured as he returned the kiss

"Up, baby" I said finally as I pulled away from the kiss and pulled my
fingers out of his ass.  As he got off of me, I picked him up into my arms
and carried him into the bedroom.  Into our bridal suite.

Dropping him on the bed, I stood next to it and pulled his face into my
crotch.  "Get it wet, honey.  Lots of saliva so it'll slip right in."  I
pushed my cock into his mouth and let him suck on it, but only for ten
seconds or so.  "Give me some spit, baby" I said, putting my hand in his
face "I'll do it."

He spit into my hand and I spread it up and down my very hard ten inch
pecker.

"Here we go, baby" I said as I grabbed his legs and pulled his ass to the
edge of the bed.  Holding his legs up I took careful aim towards his little
pucker with my big bludgeon.  And I pushed.

"Oooooh" he groaned as his hole began to stretch to accept my enormous
prick.

"Go ahead and scream, baby, if you need to" I said.  "It's gonna hurt at
first."  He didn't scream, but he kept groaning as I forced the head of my
prick into him.

"Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, JD" he groaned but I kept pushing until the head of my
big dong popped into his ass.

"Oh yeah, baby.  I'm there" I exulted.  "Oh fuck, yeah."

"Jesus, JD.  It really hurts" Carl whined.

"It's okay, baby.  It's gonna hurt some, but it'll get better."  With that
I pushed in another inch or so.  He groaned again, and his eyes were
tightly closed and he was clenching his teeth in pain.  "I can't believe
how fuckin tight you are.  So fuckin tight."

He kept moaning softly, and whispering `JD, JD, JD' under his breath as I
just held there giving him a chance to adjust to my meat crammed into his
butt.

Then I started pushing again.  The spit was eventually going to make it
easy going once it got spread around, but for now, it was a tight fit and
was forcing his ass to stretch like it have never stretched before.  I knew
it was hurting him but the feeling of my boner being almost crushed as I
pushed was electric; totally euphoric.

"Oh, baby, baby, baby.  What an ass" I said as I now started to slowly jack
my cock back and forth into him.  I only had about four inches into him,
but as I continued the slow fucking motion I gradually pushed in deeper and
deeper.

Carl kept whimpering and moaning but he didn't scream and he didn't ask me
to stop.  Obviously, he really meant it when he said he wanted me to enjoy
it, no matter how painful it was for him.

And, hell yes, I was enjoying it.  I'd been dreaming of this ever since the
first day of class when Carl turned to the green board and wiggled that ass
in my face.  And it was turning out to be even better than my greatest
expectations.  He was damn near a virgin and tighter than a drum, and my
cock was loving it.

I kept fucking him very slowly, letting him adjust as I went deeper and
deeper.  And then I was there; all ten inches jammed up his hot little
butt.  "Oh, shit, baby.  I'm there" I swooned as I bent down, pushing his
legs against his chest, and giving him a peck on the lips.

"Oh, thank God.  Thank God" he moaned as he gasped fast and hard trying to
lessen the pain.  "It really hurts, JD."

"Hey, baby.  I said it would hurt.  I'm pretty damn big and you're damn
near a virgin" I said.  "But you'll take it for JD won't you?  You can take
a little pain for JD."

"It really hurts" he answered.

"Your very first fuck from James Degan Morgan is special, baby.  Real
special.  A little pain will help you remember."  I very slowly pulled back
and then gradually pushed back into him again.  And, oh shit, did that feel
good.  "Feels fuckin wonderful to me, hon.  JD is loving your tight ass" I
exulted.  Then I did it again, slowly out and then slowly back in, sending
bolts of pleasure through my system.

"JD, please.  JD" he whimpered.

"It's fabulous, baby" I said with total delight as I pulled out and pushed
in again.  It went slightly easier this time, since the spit was getting
spread around.  "You're giving my cock pleasure like I never imagined."
Carl kept moaning and whimpering.  His tiny little asshole just was not
ready for anything as big as my baseball bat sized prick to open him up,
and it was having a hell of a time adjusting.

"Oh, baby, baby" I crooned as I began to speed up a little, pulling out
almost to the tip and then bludgeoning my way back in deep, ten inches
deep.

It had to be getting better for him at some point, but with all his weeping
and whining, he evidently wasn't there yet, but I was beyond worrying about
him because my pleasure sensors were going crazy.  I'd been dreaming about
having his hot ass ever since the first day of school, and it was turning
out to be every bit as fabulous as I had imagined.  Shit, it felt fucking
fantastic.

So, yeah, I'd been thinking of fucking him for months and I'd already
decided to make it special by trying something new.  Pushing his legs aside
and putting my arms around him, I pulled him up off of the bed into a hug
with him sitting on my prick.

"Wrap your legs around me, honey" I whispered in his ear.  He put his hands
around my neck and wrapped his legs around me.

Putting one hand under his ass and leaning back ever so slightly, I lifted
him and then let him slide back down on my prick.  It was great but not
quite what I was looking for, so I bent my knees slightly, pulled my crotch
back and pushed up into him.  That was it!  I felt a lightning bolt of
pleasure shoot through me.

Looking into Carl's face, his eyes were squeezed shut, but he wasn't
moaning or grimacing any more.  With my prick sliding against his prostate
I assumed his pleasure sensors were beginning to take over from his pain
sensors.

Holding him tight against me, I started slamming my cock up into his tight
butt.  Holding him in my arms like a baby made me feel like a superman and
I had to laugh aloud in exultation.

"Oh, baby, baby.  This is so fuckin cool" I laughed as I kept slamming my
prick up into him.  "Holding you in my arms and fucking you is out of this
world."  But even the most wonderful feeling in the universe have to end,
and I could feel myself getting close. Already.

Dropping him back on the bed, I grabbed his legs and spread them wide as I
continued slamming into his hot ass.  With his legs spread I could get in
even deeper so I really started banging it to him hard, actually moving the
bed with each violent thrust.

"Baby, I'm coming" I yelled.  "I'm cuming."  In the excitement of my
ejaculation I grabbed him by the hair and damn near pulled him up off the
bed in the throes of delight.

"Yeah... Yeah...  Yeah...  Yeah.." I screamed as I fired time after time
into his hot ass..  "Fuckin hot, baby.  So fuckin hot."

As I fired my last shot I finally came out of my elation induced stupor
into the real world, and became aware of Carl below me.  He had a look of
surprise or maybe amazement as he stared up into my face.  As I panted from
exertion, dripping sweat into his face and looking into his eyes, that look
on his face slowly turned into a smile.

I laughed again from the pleasure of the moment as I continued panting.

"Oh, baby.  What an ass you've got" I said in elation.  "Even better than I
expected.  How are you?"

"I'm okay, JD.  It hurt, but I'm glad you enjoyed it" he said with a big
smile.

"Yeah, it was great" I said with satisfaction as I grinned down at him.
"Fucking Mr. Jameson; fucking my math teacher was pretty fabulous."  I bent
down and gave him a kiss on the lips.

"But what have we here?" I asked as raised back up and grabbed his very
hard prick.  "Mr. Jameson's got a hard on."  I jerked it a couple times.
"Milk it for me, baby.  Jerk off while I've still got my prick up your
ass."

He reached down and started jerking his prick, slowly at first and then
speeding up, while I started gently fucking in and out of his ass again.
He was staring up into my eyes as he speeded up and started groaning.

"Oh, oh, oh" he moaned as his little peepee finally started shooting his
jism onto his chest and belly.  I kept my fuck going as he quit shooting
and lay back with a big smile on his face.  "Thank you, JD.  Thank you.  It
was wonderful."

"Yeah, baby" I said smiling back at him.  "We've definitely got to do this
again. (pause) And again. (pause) And again."  Still continuing my slow
fuck, I scooped up some of his jism with my fingers and put it against his
lips.  He opened his mouth and licked it off my fingers.  I did it a few
more times and he licked up his cum with pleasure.

Then pushing his legs down and pulling my prick slowly out of his ass, I
climbed up on the bed on my knees, straddling his chest.  Putting one hand
behind his head, I pulled him up slightly and pushed my prick between his
lips.

"Suck it up, honey.  Suck those juices off your man's prick" I said as I
pushed further into his mouth.  "Yeah, baby, that's it.  Suck on it."  I
was only now beginning to go soft but the sight of my cute teacher looking
up at me with adoration in his eyes and my prick in his mouth was almost
enough to get me hot all over again.

Pulling my prick out of his mouth, I rolled over and just lay back on the
bed, getting my breath back.  As I put my hands behind my head, Carl leaned
over and started licking up and down my softening prick.  He looked up at
me to see my reaction as he licked up and down and I gave him a big smile.
He just couldn't get enough.

Obviously he was still in the mood, so I grabbed him by the hair and pulled
his head up to my chest.  "Kiss my tits, honey.  Worship your man's big
chest."  And he went at it, kissing and licking my big slabs of pectoral
muscle and moaning in pleasure as he did it.  Over the next fifteen or so
minutes, with some direction from me, he worked his way over my chest and
my shoulders and my biceps and even my arm pits.  I was in heaven.  I'm
absolutely crazy for this kind of body worship, and Carl was doing it with
an intensity and passion like I'd never imagined.

"Shit, honey.  That was wonderful" I said as I pulled his face out of my
armpit and kissed him.  "I almost want to do it again."  I knew he was sore
and it wouldn't be as good for him a second time, not that I really gave a
fuck whether he enjoyed it or not, but my primary reason for not fucking
him again was because I wanted to savor it.  It was so good.  It was so, so
good that I wanted save it for the next time and let the expectation of
incredible pleasure build up over the coming days.  Then I would fuck him
royally.  And no quickie next time either.  I was going to fuck him for
hours.



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