Date: Sun, 9 Apr 2006 23:53:03 -0500
From: Guy <guy.stories@gmail.com>
Subject: Teacher Student Relations 4

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He looked helpless and angry; I could tell he was on the verge of doing
something rash again so I knew I had to calm him down. "Look, it's the
deal. Remember, you want the pictures back right? You want to be out of
this? You've got to let me fuck you. Getting fucked doesn't make you a
faggot, just enjoying it does."

He looked at me, still in disbelief. I enjoyed the view immensely. This
huge six foot plus gym stud sprawled out under me. I was straddling his
massive quads with my still hard teenage dick ready for another round. His
own dick was soft and lying in a puddle of its own last dribbles of cum. My
cum was now drying on his face, and I couldn't help but smile as I rolled
the lubed condom down my thick cock. I was ready to fuck. Unfortunately, I
was not positioned so I could see that Coach Walker had just entered the
room. And again, also unfortunately for me, Spearman had seen him.

I scooted back across his hips and leaned forward on the dirty bathroom
tile. I could smell his manly stench flowing from his balls. Delicious, I
thought, and ran my tongue over them as I moved towards his ass. "Lift up
your legs," I commanded. Spearman did as he was told and bent his knees. I
then hefted both of his thick, solid legs over my shoulders and bent down
to start licking between that nearly hairless crack. I tested Spearman's
hole with my finger, running the tip across his rosebud. I almost giggled
as I watched it convulse in response to my finger play. "Yeah, your
manpussy likes my finger, I bet you'll like my dick."

Then, propping myself on the floor, I leaned into those mounds of ass and
started sucking out his hole in earnest. The stench here was above and
beyond his sexy manly smell. It was downright nasty. Fuck, I was in
heaven. My tongue laved his manpussy, and it continued to flutter open and
shut. After just a few moments of this, I heard Spearman moan. I reached up
around his muscular thigh to grab for his dick. I wasn't surprised, his
dick was starting to get hard again. I started to jerk his dick with one
hand while I continued to tongue fuck his hole. "Shit yeah, your manpussy
tastes great. It's so much nicer than those girl pussies at school. So much
tastier." I moaned with delight. I leaned up and shoved my pointer digit
into his hole. I did so quickly, and without much worry for Spearman's ass.

"Ahh!" he shouted. "Get your fucking finger out of my ass! That fucking
hurts."

"Yeah, you must hate it. Look at all the pre-cum your fucking cock is
leaking.

Just suck it up and enjoy it." I plunged a second finger into his rectum
and felt the grown man shiver and buck as I continued to finger fuck
him. All of a sudden he let out a loud moan, and his whole body shook. I
knew I had hit his prostate. I continue to try and nudge that area, feeling
his ass open up around my fingers and try to swallow them deeper. "Fuck
yeah man, I'm fucking your prostate with my fingers, and you're fucking
loving it."

	"Get your fingers the fuck out of my ass!" He shouted, his face
turning red as he tried to sit up. To stop this, I simply moved my hand off
his dripping cock and reached down, clenching his balls in my fist. I
yanked them down hard. "FUCK!" he screamed and dropped back to the floor.

	Until this point, Coach Walker had been just watching. He had had
come from spring practice with the football team and was wearing his SPS
football shirt and mesh pants. Hair poured over the neck of the t-shirt,
and covered all of his exposed skin, especially his thick tree-trunk
legs. He moved one of his paw-like hands over his dick and grabbed it,
rubbing his big mancock through the mesh shorts and also his jockstrap. He
hadn't gotten to fuck the quarterback today because of this. He was pretty
upset because he always got to fuck the quarterback's sweet boypussy. It
was the only way he was able to go home and put up with his wife's shit,
especially when she wouldn't put out. Knowing at the end of every practice
he would be fucking the living daylights out of one of his players in the
stands, in the showers, the bathroom stall, or his office was the only
thing that kept him going. However, as a big wet spot of pre-cum began to
stain his shorts, he thought this might turn out to be a very interesting
way to cap off the evening.

	Walker watched Spearman mouth the words help as he had his ass
eaten, but since Walker had experienced it before, and knew how good it
felt, he decided it wasn't the appropriate time to intervene. He was going
to stop the kid before he fucked Spearman, because that just wasn't
right. No faggot should fuck a straight MAN like Spearman, but when he
watched how excited Spearman's fucking cock would get when the kid
fingerfucked his hole. Something wasn't right about this, but Coach Walker
had never thought of Jake Spearman as a faggot, but he supposed it was
possible. In fact, he was pretty angry that Spearman had kept it a secret
from him. Dirty rotten faggot. When he had first walked in on the scene,
Walker had thought it would nice if they could double team the kid, but the
more he watched and the louder the principal moaned, the angrier Coach
Walker got. In fact, he might help the fucking kid, teach that Spearman a
lesson. He groped at his bull cock and balls through the fabric pondering
what his next action should be.

	I still did not know that Walker was in the public bathroom, but he
did know that Spearman was loose enough to take his thick cock. "Take a
deep breath, Spearman, it's gonna feel like I'm shoving a fucking beer can
up your ass." I referenced my eight inches long, six inches in
circumference penis. "But, all you have to do is be the good little
straight boy you are and take it like a man. If you take my whole cock and
get me off, I'll give you back the snapshots." Of course, I had no
intention of really coming through with this promise, but he didn't know
that. I inched up to his asshole, bringing the tip of my latexed cock up to
his ass. Without further warning, I shoved my mushroom head past his
sphincter.

	"FUCKING A!" shouted Spearman. Guy was fucking right, he thought to
himself. It does feel like he's shoving a fucking beer can up my ass. "My
ass is on fire!" he wailed aloud. He could only think of one other thought
aside from the intense pain ripping through his ass that had replaced the
mild pleasure of the finger fuck. Why was his dick still hard, and still
pumping out copious amounts of pre-jizz. Why was he getting so turned on by
this young eighteen-year-old jock?

	"Shut the fuck up, I've barely got my cock in you." I said as
slowly pushed in another few inches. "Oh your ass is so fucking
tight. Nothing I love more than popping such a fucking hot
cherry. Especially yours," I mocked him, "Mr. Spearman."

	Spearman could take it no more, the pain and humiliation was too
much for him to bear. "Please, Bruce fucking help me out here. Beat the
shit out of this kid and make him get his fucking cock out of my ass!"

	I arched my back as I plunged more of my cock into his asshole; I
had shoved almost six of my eight inches deep inside him. I turned my head
over my shoulder to look towards the door, half expecting to see no
one. When I saw Bruce Walker, the head football coach at my high school,
built like a fucking rock standing there watching me fuck his buddy in
crime, I froze. I slowly looked over his body, pulling ever so slightly out
of his ass.

	"Yeah right." Bruce Walker grunted. He had been playing football
ever since he could remember, and this was not the first time he had seen a
top jock be taken down. Granted, it had always entailed an effeminate
member of a high school or college team that trouble anyway. Bruce really
was shocked to see his buddy was a faggot. "If you think I'm going to keep
your faggot as from getting what your faggot cock is enjoying so much,
you're off your fuckin' rocker. In fact, I think I may let my boy," he
groped his thick bulge obscenely, "get a taste of that hole."

	Hearing this, I wasted no time in shoving my whole cock back in
Spearman's ass. I watched, with drool practically rolling out of my mouth,
as this late twenty-something football god came and stood over Spearman as
I pounded his ass. He was very intimidating, standing over six feet
tall. He didn't bother to remove his shirt which could do little to hold in
his massive muscles. When he dropped his mesh athletic shorts, he revealed
that he was wearing one of his sports jocks. Shit, it framed his lower half
perfectly. If my cock wasn't shoved in Spearman's ass, his would be the
next best place. And, another delicious difference between the two was that
Walker was covered with thick, dark hair.

	Walker wasted no time in slipping his hands under the waistbands of
the jock to free his cock, which was already starting to make an obscene
wet spot from all the pre-cum. He leaned over, stepping out of the jock,
and then bent down to his knees. Spearman was quivering, partially from the
stellar fuck he was getting from me because I was pounding into his
prostate with every thrust and because he couldn't believe what he
perceived as salvation was going to turn into further humiliation.

	"Please, don't." His voice wasn't steady. His breathing was rapid
and short, both from anxiety and the waves of pleasure shooting through his
body. Spearman's cock twitched as Walker's own cock was lowered over his
face. He couldn't understand why this was happening to him. "Just fucking
stop it! Get the fuck out of my ass, get the fuck away from my face!" He
shouted, his baritone voice resonating in the concrete room.

	I muttered through my gritted teeth and moans of pleasure, "If you
don't shut him up, someone is going to hear him." I nodded towards the
open, bellowing mouth and Walker's own dick.

	Walker only hesitated for a moment a moment longer, wondering if he
really should do this to his buddy in crime. Even his small mind could
comprehend that this would forever change their relationship. No more fucks
in his office. But, his fully erect nine inch cock was doing the thinking
for him. A bead of pre-cum drooled onto his forehead, and Walker could take
it no longer. He leaned down, grabbed Spearman's head with one hand, and
aimed his mancock at Spearman's mouth with the other. "You faggot
cocksucker. I can't believe all this time I thought you were straight, and
here you are fucking taking this kid's cock like a pro. No wonder he wanted
me to come see this. Otherwise I would have never believed it. Now suck my
dick like I make your students suck mine."

	He shoved his thick, purple mushroom-headed prick towards
Spearman's face, but he raised his arms to fight back. Walker was not going
to tolerate this. He just knocked the hands out of his way and brought his
own meaty paw back to his dick. "You can take it like whatever kind of
faggot boy you are, or you'll regret it. Don't make me knock the shit out
of you." Spearman closed his mouth in defiance as Walker's dick probed his
lips. Pre-cum glossed over the shiny red lips. It looks like Spearman could
handle his student taking his mouth's virginity, but couldn't accept the
shame of it coming from his "fuck-buddy."

	Walker, not to be outdone, reached down and pinched Spearman's nose
closed hard with one hand, and with the other swatted away his
arms. Spearman eventually opened his mouth and gasped in, but Walker was
ready and plunged his fat cock into the throat. "Don't you fucking dare
bite me, or I'll rip your fucking dick off. Just take it boy... Yeah
faggot, take my cock." Walker was getting into the scene already and just a
few inches of his enormous mancock were in Spearman's mouth. "Suck my dick,
yeah!" Spearman was turning all shades of red as he tried to oblige. He
knew Walker was bigger and stronger than he was.

	It wasn't long with my own long fuckstick, curving up to prod
Spearman's prostate, before Spearman was moaning again around the cock in
his mouth. His dick continued to leak pre-cum and had not gone down the
entire time. I moaned with him, running my hands up and down his smooth,
chiseled chest. As I rubbed up down Spearman's body I was looking at Walker
with lust. How could I get my cock in him too? I would figure it out
somehow, but for now I would just content myself with watching the giant
stud face fuck his ex-friend. "Come on, Coach. Take off your shirt and play
with your big hairy manchest. Tweak your nipples. Let's see those fury
pecs." I goaded, trying to get him to play along. It seemed like only the
suggestion was needed, because he practically ripped the shirt trying to
get it over his head, but he didn't miss a beat in his brutal face fuck.

	"Yeah, Spearman. Open your eyes, if you can see through my big
balls. This hairy chested man is fucking you. You're getting fucked by a
real man. I'm filling your cunt mouth with my mancock and you're liking
it. I can tell you're liking it cause your faggot dick is just about to
shoot its faggot wad. Yeah, choke on my huge mandick, makes it feel real
good." Walker was really getting into it with the dirty talk. He was
rubbing his hands over his chest, pinching his nipples and eventually he
started running his rough, football-calloused hands over Spearman's chest,
grabbing hard at his pecs. It wasn't going to be long before he would be
shooting his wad down Spearman's throat I could tell.

	Then again, my own dick was almost ready to blow a heavy load into
the ass that was now caressing my cock. Spearman was arching his back,
moaning under my assault. I reached out and grabbed his cock with both
hands and started to jack it, as I got closer. Both my hands were squeezing
and releasing the principal's cock as I twisted them around his
manpole. Spearman was groaning loudly around the cock. Sweat rolled down
the sides of his chest, collecting around him and causing him to slip and
slide onto my cock or onto Walker's depending on who was fucking in and who
was pulling out.

	Walker was pulling on his balls and shouting obscene phrases at
Spearman. He seemed to just ignore the fact that I was there. He was
settling a personal score with Spearman, or at least it seemed like it. It
only took a few more minutes of that heavy face fuck before his balls drew
up in their hairy sack. Walker threw his head backwards and shouted, "Get
ready cause I'm going to fill your fucking belly full of my man cream, and
you're going to swallow each drop and tell me how good it was. Then you're
going to thank me for giving you an afternoon snack and you're going to
clean my dick for me. Got it?" He roughly slapped the side of Spearman's
face and fucked in one more time. "Holy fucking shit! Here it comes. I've
been saving this load up for you. Haven't been fucking, just so I could
give it all to you. Oh shit! Here it comes... Fuck! Cummmiinnng! Yeah,
swallow my cum you pig!"

	Of course, this set off a chain reaction. Spearman apparently just
really got off on the combination of my fuck, the sperm shooting down his
throat, and me giving him a hand job because he really started moaning
through the cock and began to fire another big load all over his stomach
into the dried remnants of his earlier load. I started rubbing the load
into his chest, watching the white gooey jizz spread across his perfect
chest, but it was his asshole, clamping down on my cock like crazy that
sent me over the edge.

	"Yeah, take my mancock up your principal cunt. Milk my cock! Ride
me, Spearman! Fucking ride me! Ooh, your man cunt is so tight around my
cock. It's milking the cum out of me. Oh fuck, I can't take it
anymore. Your sweet ass is just too tight. I'm going to fucking breed you
Spearman, yeah! Here it fucking cummss!" The rest of my sentence dissolved
into unintelligible garbles as I moaned. I leaned over him, holding my dick
still as I pumped six more thick wads of cum into his hairless ass.

	Walker pulled his dick out of Spearman's still sucking face so he
could swallow the remainder of cum still in his mouth from the massive
orgasm. He leaned over and slapped his blushed face again. "Come on now,
what are you supposed to tell daddy?"

	I couldn't believe how hott this was. My dick was softening inside
Spearman's ass, but my mind was still reeling. Spearman's response was
quiet, but not hesitant. "Thank you for letting me blow you."

	"I didn't hear you!" Walker shouted and slapped Spearman's forehead
with his still semi-hard cock, leaving a dot of cum to mark the spot where
he had hit.

	"Thank you for letting me blow you." Spearman repeated a little
louder.

	"That's not good enough, faggot. Thank me for letting you SUCK my
fucking MAN COCK!"

	Spearman grunted and shook his head. "I don't want to say that." He
whispered quietly, but he was answered with another hard slap from Walker's
hairy cock. "Ok! Thank you for letting me suck your huge MAN COCK, it was
so fucking hot. Your huge fucking horse cock made me cum while this shit
fucked me. Thank you for letting me swallow your delicious sperm. I love
your fucking dick and want to worship it all the time!" He paused, taking a
breath. Not necessarily because he was out of breath, but because I shifted
my now re-lengthening cock in his ass.

	Walker grinned broadly, listening to Spearman. Of course, he hadn't
asked him to say all of that, and the fact that Spearman volunteered it
showed that maybe he enjoyed it more than he was letting on. He dropped his
dick back over Spearman's mouth, and he took it without question. "Yeah,
clean my cock faggot. Enjoy it while you can. Who knows when a faggot like
you will get another chance at my hot man cock, even though you love it so
much. You'll really have to beg next time."

	I slowly pulled my cock out of Spearman's ass and smiled when my
thick, mushroom head popped out of his once-virgin man cunt. "See you at
school, Spearman." I said as I backed away from him. "Looks like you're
going to keep him busy for a while, Coach?" I smiled towards him, and then
motioned for his ass. "I just got his faggot cunt all greased up for you if
you want to take a ride."

	"I think I'll take him for a spin, kid. Thanks." He extended his
cummy hand, and I shook it. Mmm... I then walked over to the stall and
picked up my clothes, sliding up my shorts and then slipping on my shirt. I
had never taken off my shoes. Now behind Walker, I couldn't bear to take my
eyes of his beautiful bare, hairy ass. Is this what I would like in ten
years if I kept working out? Fuck, if it was, I would be in heaven. This
fucking jock was the epitome of top-daddy hotness.

	"No problem, just enjoy him, complements of me, and maybe sometimes
you'll let me suck off your dick?" I proposed, knowing he wouldn't refuse.

	"Sure man, whenever the fuck you want, my boy will be ready."

	I sauntered out of the bathroom content, knowing that Walker was
working right into my plans too. Granted, this isn't how I planned today's
encounter, but this was going to make it even easier to take out both of
the top-stud jocks if I was right. Regardless, Spearman was going to be
shitting cum for about a week, and he would know better than to fucking
mess with me again. I taught him a lesson that he would never forget. You
never forget your first fuck. I'd give him a week before Spearman will be
begging me to fuck him, that's when I'll turn the tables on Walker. I
strolled out of the bathroom, not realizing how much the scent of sex had
permeated everything until I got outside. I could hear the crazy fuck
starting up, and I walked on down the path, hardly able to wait for school
tomorrow.