Date: Thu, 8 May 2014 13:13:34 +0000
From: Duane Colwell <gladiatorkid@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Teacher, My Pet 4

My Teacher, My Pet 4

We were having our Friday math test as always, and Mr. Jameson was walking
up and down the aisles as usual.  Everything normal except that I decided
to give him a thrill, so I pulled my dick out again.  I grinned at Lawrence
in the next seat and licked my lips suggestively as I started squeezing it
and playing with it, letting it grow to its' full ten inches.  I didn't
bother with the test but just closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling in my
crotch.  I knew the stuff anyway, but I'd make sure Mr. Jameson gave me and
`A' later.  As usual, I was thinking of that gorgeous `Mr. teenage Atlanta'
from the internet that I damn near worshiped every night.  One of these
days I was going to send him an e-mail but I hadn't done it yet.

As Mr. Jameson came by I got the drop of pre-cum off the tip of my prick
with my finger and brought it to my lips.  Looking up at him, looking him
in the eye, I suggestively fucked my finger in and out of my mouth.
Lawrence's eyes damn near bugged out of his head as he saw what I was
doing, so I knew I'd have to see him after class to make sure he kept his
mouth shut.

Mr. Jameson looked me in the eye and then quickly looked away, starting to
turn red with embarrassment again.  I got a big smile on my face as I
reached out and gave his ass a quick squeeze.

Mr. Jameson headed to the front of the room, and I had to laugh to myself,
since I knew he was going to be sorry for wearing his grey slacks today.
He not only had a bulge, but I could see he had a wet spot showing as he
quickly got behind his desk and sat down.  It was still about forty minutes
before the bell so maybe he had a chance for it to dry, but then again,
maybe not.  He couldn't stay behind that desk forever.  When he glanced
over at me I gave him a big grin and he quickly looked away.  You wouldn't
believe how much I was enjoying myself.  He was not only my plaything in
the evening but he was my plaything during the day as well.

After class I took Lawrence into the bathroom and we had a heart to heart
with him up against the wall with my hand around his neck, while I
explained what I would do if he ever opened his mouth about what he saw.  I
also offered him a carrot as well, telling him that I owed him one, and
that another blowjob was forthcoming in the near future.  I even let him
have a feel although I'd gone soft by then.  I'm a pretty good explainer so
I was confident he wouldn't breathe a word.

At lunch time I used my exit pass to leave campus and walk across the
street to the yellow house on the corner.  Willy was waiting for me at the
gate as I unlocked it and we went into the back yard.  Yeah, I had a key,
and I'd used it maybe a dozen times to have a quick fuck or a quick blow
job during lunch.

And why did I have a key, you ask?  Well, you guessed it.  Mrs. Lauren,
Sarah that is, a single mother, likes young boys with big dicks, and so
does her thirteen year old daughter, Connie.  I specifically went after
them so I could use their yard during the school day and they were more
than willing to make use of my big wanger and provide me with a key.  And,
believe it or not, after I fucked Sarah a couple times I actually got both
her and her daughter gobbling my prick at the same time.  Sarah was so wild
for my prick that when I told her that the deal had to include her
daughter, she went for it.  Yeah, really; her thirteen year old daughter.
What mom didn't know was that I'd got to Connie first and had already
banged the bitch a couple times.  But it ain't no skin off my ass if she
thinks she's giving up her daughter to my big pecker.  Besides, fucking
thirteen year olds is my specialty.

The yard had a couple of those nice lawn chairs that I could sit in to get
a blowjob, or lie down on for a good fuck, and let me tell you, I put them
to good use.  I mean, Stuart, the wrestler that I'd added to my collection
just last week, had already sucked me here in the yard after doing me at
home last week.  He was a beginning cocksucker, but quite a cock hound.  He
did try hard and was getting better, and he was pretty to look at too while
he sucked.

I had Stuart blow me a second time because I'd already had his girlfriend,
Beth.  I made sure he knew it and I gave him a blow by blow description of
how I fucked her while he sucked me.  I'd actually wondered about doing
them both at the same time and kinda sounded him out on the idea.  But that
might be too much, even for me.  It was clear that Stuart didn't want to
blow me with Beth looking on, and probably didn't want to watch me fucking
her either.  So, without me beating him half to death it was probably not
going to happen.  But I could dream.  I had a clear picture in my mind of
Stuart and Beth, both wearing slave collars, one on each side of me on
their knees, licking up and down my big slong while I held onto their
leashes.  Hey, even with as much action as I get, even I have wet dreams.

Marylou, the principal's secretary was sweet on me so I could get and exit
pass anytime I wanted, and today I got one for Willy as well.  He was kind
of a geek; a smart kid who sat in the front row in Mr. Jameson's class and
wore those silly looking rimless glasses.  He definitely wasn't my type
with those nerdy glasses and skinny body, and I wouldn't have even looked
in his direction except that he was in my math class and I was keeping
score.  He was number nine out of twelve boys in the class, so I was making
great head-way (pun intended).

"Come over here and let's get going" I said as I sat on the lounge chair
and unzipped my pants.  He just stood there like a deer in the headlights,
not sure of what to do.  "Move it" I growled.  "Get over here."  I pulled
my completely soft dick out and started to massage it.  "Hurry up.  I want
to be able get back and have lunch before fifth period."

In frustration, I stood up, grabbed him by the hair and forced him down to
his knees.  "When I talked to you today, you said you'd given a blowjob
before, didn't you?"

"Ahhh ... Yeah, JD" he mumbled.

"Well, stop pretending you don't know what to do and get busy."  I stuck my
thumb in his mouth forcing it open, and pushed my dick in.  "Get going" I
ordered him.  So the little geek gave me a blowjob.  I just kept my eyes
closed the whole time and pictured in my mind that gorgeous Mr. Teenage
Atlanta doing me.  Just imagining him on his knees with my prick in his
mouth always made me so hot and hard that it made my cocksucker's jobs much
easier since I stayed hard no matter what they did.  I mean, can you
imagine what a turnoff it would be for me, trying to get hard while having
to look down at this scrawny little be-speckled nerd trying to blow me?
For fucks sake, I've got better standards than that.  And of course he
wasn't any good at it anyway, and I had to do most of the work myself by
beating off, but I really wasn't expecting much from him.  He was just a
number on my math class scoreboard.

At least I made him swallow my junk, and after some firm instruction, he
put my dick away and zipped me up.  When we were done I told him how
wonderful he was and how I was looking forward to doing it again.  That was
total bullshit of course, but it didn't cost me anything to say it, and it
put a smile on his face.

When I walked into Carl's apartment that evening he was naked and on his
knees with his head bowed looking at the floor.  He was also wearing the
studded slave collar I gave him, just as ordered.

"Hi there, honey" I said as I walked by and tousled his hair.  "Go get me a
beer" I said as I pulled my muscle shirt off and tossed it aside.  Slipping
out of my sandals I sat down and relaxed as Carl crawled on hands and knees
out to the kitchen.  I was wearing only a pair of snug navy blue gym-shorts
which showed an enormous bulge even when I was completely soft.  I wore
them in gym class too, but in school I wore a jock underneath.  That didn't
make a hell of a lot of difference because it's damn near impossible to
hide something as big as my ten incher, but, then again, I liked showing it
off.  Even coach Bryan noticed and I had him on a `I wonder if' list that I
was keeping.  `I wonder if' he likes young boy's big pricks.

I smiled as Carl came crawling back into the room with the beer in one
hand, and still looking down at the floor.  Without even looking, he
crawled up to me and held the beer up.  I didn't take it immediately but
just waited while he held it there.  This went on for almost a full minute
but he didn't budge.

I laughed aloud as I finally took the beer from him.  Yeah, he was well
trained.  He was well along to being a perfect slave.

"You want some beer, honey?" I asked sweetly.  "Hmmm?"  He looked up at me
for the first time, assuming that he how had permission.

"Yes, Master.  Thank you, Master" he answered softly.

"Okay, suck it up" I said as I poured and ounce or two onto the crotch of
my shorts.  Without a word he leaned in and started sucking the beer out of
my shorts.  "Good boy, good boy" I chuckled as I patted his head and
fluffed his hair.  "My little puppy loves his daddy's beer, doesn't he?"

This was the second time I'd been to Carl's apartment and I was ready to
take him to the next step in his training as a totally submissive, obedient
slave.  Getting him in the nude with his head bowed was a hell of an
accomplishment for only three sessions: two at school and only once here In
his apartment.  I was definitely proud of what I had accomplished.

He'd blown me a few times but I'd only fucked him once, so I was going to
have that ass again tonight.  But this time he was going to learn how a
slave gets fucked, but does all the work himself, by bouncing up and down
on his Master's dick.  I'd only done that a couple times before and was
looking forward to teaching my teacher how to do it.  It was so exciting
having my own slave; having my teacher as my slave, that I wanted to try
all sorts of new things.

Yes, he was going to fuck himself on my dick tonight, but what had really
given me a boner every day this week, was imagining him eating out my ass.
I'd dreamed of having someone eating out my ass a hundred times but I'd
never had anybody do it.  Not yet.

But now that I had my own slave who would do anything I wanted, I was
definitely going to get some ass sucking action.  Sitting there in class
every day this week looking at him, I could almost feel those pretty lips
and that hot tongue wiggling in my ass crack.  That was definitely going to
happen tonight.

I also wanted to work on his begging.  Few things got me more excited and
worked up than hearing a guy or girl begging me to do them, or use them, or
fuck them, or whatever.  There was no question that Mr. Jameson was so
infatuated with my cock that he'd be happy to beg me to let him suck it.
But I also intended to have him beg me to allow him to eat my ass.  Can you
imagine?  What could be hotter than that?

You might wonder how a sixteen year old like me can come up with erotic
stuff like this.  Well, I've visited damn near every BDSM site on the
internet and it is incredible how much raunchy master and slave shit you
can find there.  I have a million ideas of raunchy things I might try on
Mr. Jameson.

"It's time to get this ball rolling" I said to him as I stood up.  "Pull
`em down."  Grabbing my shorts from the bottom he tugged them down over my
massive thighs.  I'm wild about my muscular body, and I love my big biceps
and my bulging pectorals, and of course my enormous dick, but I think I'm
most proud of my brawny thighs.  "Kiss them, puppy.  Kiss your Master's
magnificent thighs."  Carl dutifully kissed my massive thighs.

I reached out and tussled his hair, patted his cheek and stuck my thumb in
his mouth.  He automatically sucked on it as he looked up at me with those
worshipful eyes, just as if he were my puppy dog.  Later on tonight I might
lead him around the apartment on a leash just for the hell of it.

"Have some more beer baby?" I said sweetly as I sat back down and poured
some more on my crotch.  "Come get it."  He moved in and started lapping at
my crotch.  I poured a little more right at his hair line so it'd drip down
over his face onto my crotch.  He licked it up.

"Did you enjoy the little game I played in class this morning" I said with
a laugh.  "Does it turn you on to see your student's big dick."

"JD, please.  You shouldn't do that" he said as he looked up at me.  "The
other kids will know something is going on.  JD, I beg you.  Please don't
do that; don't get me fired."

"Don't worry, baby" I said patting him on the cheek and giving him a big
grin. "Nobody's going to find out.  And if they do, I'll make sure they
don't talk.  But, honey, a boy's got to have his fun and I thought it was
great fun.  You should have seen your face.  I wanted to fall out of my
chair laughing.

"Now, next Friday when you come by I'll drop my test, and when you reach
down to get it I want you to give my prick a good squeeze.  I'll have it
out and all hot and ready for you.  You don't have to kiss it or anything;
just give it a squeeze."

"JD, no.  I can't.  I won't" he said almost hysterically.  "I mean, please
JD, don't."  You notice how he said that?  He said `I won't' and then
immediately followed that with `please JD, don't'.  He already knows he
better not say no to me.

"Of course you can do it" I said gruffly.  "You'll do it because I'm
telling you to do it.  You'll do any fuckin thing I want you to do."

"JD.  JD" he said getting tears in his eyes.  "Please.  Don't make me do
that."

"Better yet" I grinned.  "You'll drop your pencil instead of me dropping my
test.  That'll give you a good excuse to pick it up.  Lawrence is the only
one who'll see it and I've put the fear of god into him.  And it will turn
me on like nobody's business.  My teacher grabbing my prick in the middle
of class is fuckin hot.  You'd better not wear your grey slacks on Friday."

"JD ..., please.  Please don't. "

"Shit, that turns me on just thinking about it.  You'd better be happy I
don't make you get under my desk and kiss it `cause I been thinking about
that a lot.  Shit, can you just imagine me taking one of your tests while
you're under my desk blowing me?  Oh shit, that's hot."

"JD, you don't understand.  You can't do that.  You can't ..."

"What" I said, interrupting him.  "I can't?  You're telling me I can't?"

"JD, you're under age" he pleaded.  "If they catch me with you they'll put
me in jail.  They'll call me a predator."

"You?  A predator?" I laughed and kept laughing.  "Big, bad teacher man
abusing his cute little student?  That is fuckin hilarious."  That made a
screamingly funny picture.  This little pipsqueak of a teacher abusing his
muscle bound student who was twice his size.

"They will, JD?  They will.  That's what they will say."

So I gave in.  "Alright, already.  Alright, alright" I said grudgingly.
"You don't have to grab my dick.  I'll think of something else.  But don't
tell me that doesn't turn you on; you grabbing my dick during class?
Doesn't it?"

"Well, yeah" he said, giving me a sheepish grin.  "Yeah, that's hot" he
admitted "but it's too dangerous."

"I'll think of something else for you to do.  Now go get that whipped cream
I told you to get."  He crawled out of the room and came back a moment
later with a spray can of whipped cream.  "Go ahead, spray it on" I said.
Removing the cap, he sprayed a small amount on my prick.  "Oh yeah, baby,
this is going to be fun.  Get in there and lap it up."

"Yes, Master" he said with a smile and he leaned in and sucked up the
cream.

"No, no, that's not the way" I said.  "Give me some in my hand."  He
sprayed a glob into my hand which I immediately smeared all over his face
and even into his hair.

"JD?  Wha...?"

"Give me some more" I ordered him, so he sprayed some more into my hand.
"More" I said and he sprayed another glob.  Now I rubbed it into my crotch,
all over my prick and balls and upper thighs; almost all the way up to my
belly button.  Smearing more cream on his face, I grabbed his hair and
smiled at him.  "You look pretty as a picture, slave boy" I said, laughing
at the startled look on his face.  "So go to it.  Lick up that cream."

So away he went, licking and sucking up the whipped cream.  I just let him
go at it for a good ten minutes and even added some cream a couple times.
Each time I added cream, I'd grab him by the hair and drag his face through
it, smearing it all over him.

"Oh, baby.  This is so cool" I said as I sprayed some right into his face,
and then jammed him back into my crotch.  "Get that tongue going.  Lap it
up.  Come on, just like a dog.  Lap it up."  Carl did what he was told but
I'm not sure if he was enjoying it, but that didn't matter a hell of a lot
because I was having the time of my life.

"Oh, baby, I love that.  We've got to do this a lot" I said as I finally
pushed him away from my crotch.  "Oh, baby, you are beautiful" I laughed
because he was one bedraggled mess with cream everywhere.

"JD, please.  Why do you have to be so rough?"

"What?  My baby doesn't like JD jamming his face into his crotch?  You
don't like it?  Well, tough shit, because JD is having a good time.  And
all you're here for is to see that JD has a good time.  Now, give me some
more cream."  I stood up and held out my hand and he sprayed some cream
into it.

Spreading my legs, I reached down under my balls and rubbed the cream into
my ass crack.  Then I turned around, bent over slightly, and pushed my ass
into his face.  "Lick it up, honey.  Lick that cream out of my ass."

Not giving him a chance to consider refusing, I reached back, got a hand
behind his head and pushed his face into my ass.  "Lick it, baby.  Lick
your Master's ass hole" I said as I held him there.  With only the barest
hesitation, he started licking as I held him tight in my crack.

"Oh yeah, baby.  That's it, that's it.  Suck up that cream.  Eat your
Masters ass" I said as I laughed aloud.  "Oh yeah, eat it.  Get that tongue
up my hole."  It was heavenly and I couldn't stop laughing.  I'd never felt
anything like it, even though I'd read about it and thought about it a lot.
Just the idea of my high school teacher with his handsome face jammed up my
butt was about to blow the top of my head off.

"Oh, baby, baby, baby.  I gotta fuck you" I said as I turned around.  Any
idea I had of making him fuck himself on my big wanger went right out of
the window, because I was too hot.  I couldn't wait.  Grabbing his hair and
jerking him to his feet, getting a howl out of him, I threw him over my
shoulder and hurried into the bedroom.  Dumping him on the bed, I climbed
on, lifted his legs and pushed them apart.

"Line me up, honey.  Aim my big pecker towards that little hole of yours."

"JD, JD" he said with a shocked tone.  "Aren't you ...  Aren't you going to
use some cream or something?  Huh?"

"Well, shit" I said as I came to my senses and realized I couldn't take him
dry.  So I spit on my hand, rubbed it in his crack, and immediately jammed
a finger into him.

"Yeow, JD.  Please.  That hurt."

"Tough shit" I said as I spit again and jammed a second finger in.

"Yeow, JD.  Please.  Take it easy."

"No way, baby.  I gotta fuck."  I was so hot it was driving my into a
frenzy, so I spit once more, rubbed it quickly up and down my super hard
prick, took aim and pushed.

"No, JD, no" he screamed and he actually tried to push me away.  At this
point I didn't care.  I just pushed his legs up and apart, knocked his arms
out of the way, and rammed into him.

"Yeeeaaaoooh, JD" he screamed at me, but I wasn't listening.  I just jammed
my ten inch monster deep into his ass and held it there for a couple
seconds.  Then I started pounding into him.  When he kept yelling I put a
hand over his mouth, and kept banging into his ass.  No buildup, no kisses,
no whispering sweet nothings in his ear.  Just hard, rough fucking.  I
don't know when I'd ever been so hot as I was now as I slammed into him
over and over again.  I wasn't watching him this time, but had my eyes
tightly closed and concentrated on the incredible feelings coming from my
cock.  I also was picturing muscle bound, Mr. Atlanta under me, yelling in
ecstasy as I plowed into him.

Carl's screaming finally changed to soft whimpering so I removed my hand
from his mouth.  I don't think I've ever pounded anybody's ass like I was
pounding his, but it felt so great and I wasn't about to stop.

"Oh shit.  Oh shit.  Oh shit" I howled as I kept slamming to him.  Even as
hot as I was I realized that I could keep this intense pleasure going, and
I wanted it to last forever.  Continuing to slam into his as hard as I
could, I reached up and grabbed a handful of his hair and jerked, nearly
lifting him up off the bed.

"Yeeeaaaoooh, JD" Carl screamed.  "JD, stop."  Letting go of his hair I
slapped him across the face, hard, and kept slamming into him as hard as I
could.

"Yeeeaaaoooh" he screamed again.

In the throes of my ecstasy, I slapped him once more, slammed into him with
all my power, and started shooting.  He howled again, louder than ever, but
I didn't hear it as I fired into his hot little ass.

After the first shot, I jerked back, allowing my throbbing prick to fly up
and bang against my belly.  Letting go of his legs, I performed a double
bicep pose, really crunching my biceps, and screaming as I let fly, and
shot time after time over Carl's face and chest and stomach.  "Yeeeaaaoooh"
I yelled in elation as I crunched my biceps and my cum spurted out.

"Baby, baby, baby" I yelled as shot after shot fired from my dick.  I
howled again as I fired my seventh and eighth and ninth shots on to him.

And then, finally, I finished.  For the first time, I opened my eyes and
saw Carl, holding his hand to his red cheek where I'd hit him, and with
this horrified look on his face

"Oh, baby" I said grinning into his shocked face.  Then I just flopped down
on top of him, panting from my excursion. "Oh, baby" I said again, gasping
and puffing into his ear.

"JD" he tried to say in a choked voice.  "JD."  He was actually sobbing.  I
just stuck a thumb into his mouth.

"Shut up and suck on it, honey" I whispered into his ear.  He did what he
was told and neither one of us moved for the next few minutes

Once I got my breath back, I rolled over off of him

"Oh shit, honey.  That was one hot fuck."

"JD" he said.  I grabbed his head and pushed him down to my crotch.

"Clean me up, honey.  Then we'll talk" I said.  I let him lick my dick for
a bit before taking hold of his collar and leading him into the shower.  I
didn't allow him to speak until he'd cleaned us both up and we had dried
off and gone back into the living room.  I had him put a fresh beer in my
hand as I relaxed on the sofa with him on his knees in front of me.

"Before you say anything, hon" I said.  "That was a great fuck.  Maybe the
best ever.  You should be proud.  I mean, I've fucked a hundred kids and a
whole bunch of adults as well but you were the very best.  The best fuck
I've ever had.  How do you feel about that?"

"JD.  You've got to understand ..." he started to say.

"Say something positive, honey.  Tell me you loved giving me so much
pleasure."

"But, JD" he started to say again.  I leaned forward, grabbed his hair, and
pulled him into a kiss.  Holding that kiss I lifted him up onto my lap,
setting his naked ass onto my now soft prick.  There were only soft kissing
sounds for the next few minutes.  With one hand behind his head holding him
into the kiss, I reached under him and started squeezing his hot buns.

"Okay, hon" I said finally, pulling back from the kiss.  "Say something
positive."

"JD, I ..." He started to say.

"Master" I reminded him.

"Master" he started in again.  "You are so rough."

"That wasn't positive, honey" I said to him.  "It was a great fuck.  Your
ass was just made for my dick.  Say something positive."

"JD.  I ...  It ..." He said hesitantly.  "Okay, JD.  I'm ...  I'm glad you
liked it."

"Good, boy.  Liked what?" I asked.

"I'm glad you liked fucking me" he said.

"That's it" I said, patting him on the cheek.  "That's more like it.  You
want me to be happy don't you?"

"Yes, JD.  Sure.  But you've ..."

"All that matters for you, honey, is keeping me happy.  If I'm happy, you
should be happy.  I mean, I'm telling you how wonderful you are, and you're
getting all snippy.  If you can't take a little roughhousing when I'm
fucking you, I'm fucking the wrong teacher."

"JD, ahhh, please.  I didn't mean that.  I ..."

"You want me to leave, just say the word, and I'm out of here."

"No, JD, please.  I didn't mean that.  Please don't leave."

"I want to hear you say you loved me fucking you" I snapped at him.  "You
gonna say it or not?"

"Yes, JD.  Please.  I'm sorry.  I loved having you fuck me."

"Did it hurt?" I asked, putting him on the spot.

He hesitated for only a moment.  "Well, yes, it hurt, JD.  But it's okay.
It's okay.  If you enjoyed it, it's okay."

"That's more like it" I said, giving him a big smile.  "That's what I want
to hear from my honeybun.  Now get on my dick.  Let's see if he's ready to
wake up again."

"Thank you, JD" he said as he took hold of my dick and massaged it gently,
and then kissed it lovingly a couple times.  Leaning back to just admire it
for a moment, he took it in his mouth and started sucking.  I took a sip of
beer and then put my arms on the back of the sofa.  Leaning back I closed
my eyes and just relaxed.  Immediately the vision of my muscle bound hero,
Mt. Atlanta, popped into my head and I imagined him passionately sucking on
my cock.  I'd finally sent him an e-mail; his name is Ace; I'd sent an
e-mail with a picture of me in the nude, but hadn't heard from him yet.
The nude picture would leave no doubt of what my interest was.

"Gently, honey.  Gently" I said to Carl.  "I'm in no hurry to cum."  I
ruffled my hand through his hair, and then patted him on the cheek.  "Good
boy" I said.  "Good puppy."

I grabbed the remote and turned on the TV while Carl enjoyed himself
worshiping his favorite plaything; my dick.

After only a couple minutes, probably not more than five, the doorbell
rang.

Carl looked up at me, startled.  "I'm not expecting anybody" he said.  I
just shrugged my shoulders as he got up and wrapped a towel around his
waist and went to the door.

"Good evening, Sir.  Is everything all right?" a voice said.  As I stood up
the cutest damn policeman I'd ever seen stepped inside the door.  He was a
light chocolate brown color with a handsome face making him every bit as
good looking as Mr. Jameson.  Actually he wasn't much taller than
Mr. Jameson either, but he definitely wasn't skinny because you could see
that he filled out his uniform very nicely.

"A neighbor reported a disturbance" he said as he glanced over and saw me,
and did a double take, snapping his eyes back to me.  "Wow!" he said, the
word involuntarily coming out of his mouth with a gasp as he got a good
look at my 210 pound youthful bodybuilder's body and my half-hard dick
sticking out.

Then he said "WOW" again, this time voluntarily.  He pushed Carl aside and
took a step into the room.  I may be only sixteen, but I'm a big, powerful,
massively muscled stud, totally intimidating, particularly now, with my
enormous dick sticking out, still dripping with Carl's slobber.  The cop's
eyes seemed to bug right out of his head and his mouth dropped open in
astonishment as his eyes moved from my crotch to my face and back again, as
he literally drooled over my `superman' body.

"Is everything okay, sir" he said to me as he gulped, his voice shaking
slightly.  I had to smile at his instant recognition of my superiority by
calling me, a teenage kid, `sir'.

"Now that you're here I'm sure everything is going to be fine" I said
brightly.  I'd fucked lots of kids and I'd fucked my teacher, my math
teacher, but I'd never fucked a cop.

....To be continued....



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