Date: Thu, 11 Dec 2008 00:04:16 EST
From: SpankThoseButz@aol.com
Subject: "Studs Of Springfield" (Part 3)

OFFICIAL DISCLAIMER: This story is FICTION based upon FICTIONAL  characters.
"THE SIMPSONS" are created by Matt Groening, and is copyrighted by  20th
Century Fox Film Corporation/Gracie Films   READERS: First off,  allow me
to say 
"Thanks" for the "fan mail" I've received in response to these  stories! Much
appreciated, guys! OK, as promised, here is Part 3, and, in this  HOT chapter,
Principal Skinner and Groundskeeper Willie are going at it hot and  heavy in
Skinner's office after school hours.......but...are they  alone...???

Ned Flanders, now, thanks to the good (and horny!) Rev. Lovejoy, now was no
stranger to mansex. In fact, several times over the past few weeks, Lovejoy had
 "baptized' Flanders in more ways than one....and he had the sore buns and
sore  asshole to prove it! It was after school hours, and the normally-noisy
halls of  Springfield Elementry School were silent and  deserted.

                                          Ned was here to see Principal
Seymour Skinner, to discuss ideas for a new Bible  Study class, to be held after
regular school hours. Ned was just about to knock  on Skinner's door, when,
suddenly, he was aware of what, quite clearly, were two  men that were obviously
getting it on......(!!) The old Ned would have been  highly scandalized at even
HEARING such sinning sounds, but, now, his big cock  snapped to rigid
attention behind his fly, as he slowly, carefully, opened the  door the slightest
crack. "GOSH-A-ROONIES!" Ned exclaimed to himself, "Looks  like I arrived right on
 time for this little male-bonding  session!"
                                                                          Ned
licked his lips, practically drooling, as he took in the hot,  sexy sight,
before him. There was Principal Skinner, leaning against  his desk, with his
ample butt on the edge, and his suit pants bunched up around  his ankles,
revealing his sexy, argyle socks, held up by garters! His huge cock,  a thick, solid
slab of man-flesh, jutted out of the fly of his red-striped  boxers, its
throbbing length firmly encased by Groundskeeper Willie's thick,  hairy-knuckled
fist! The sexy, bearded Scotsman's big paw pumped slowly away on  Skinner's
massive rod, and the two men were noisily deep-kissing like there was  no
tomorrow, their hot tongues dueling it out inside each others' mouths.  Willie's grimy
overalls were bunched up around his battered boots,  and
                  Skinner's big hand was eagerly rubbing and squeezing the
hot Scotsman's round,  meaty ass, through the sweaty seat of his tight briefs.
Ned Flanders thought his  pounding prick would bust right out of his zipper, if
he waited even a minute  more! So, he just swung open the door to Skinner's
office wide, and the two  randy daddies froze and stared, speechless and
stunned, at Ned, who, for some  strange reason, was NOT offended or  shocked!
                                          In fact, both Skinner and Willie
noticed that there was a big bulge behind  Ned's fly, and that he was licking
his lips in a truly erotic  way!
                                        "HEY-DIDDLE-DAY,  MY FELLOW CLOSETED
GAY BRETHERN! MIND IF I JOIN IN  THE FUN?" Now, if Skinner and Willie were
shocked before, they were even MORE  stunned to hear the ultra-religious Ned
Flanders actually stating that he WANTED  to join in! "Uhhh....Ned...." Skinner
began lamely, "Am I hearing you  correctly....you actually want to join in on
our sordid little man-tango?" For  answer, Ned got on his knees, and pushed
Willie's big, lube-stained fist away  from Principal Skinner's pounding  pud.

                                 "Hey, Willie! all these years your people
have been trying to find the Loch Ness  Monster...well, suck-a-shaft-a-roonie,
it's been right here all along....in  Principal Skinner's shorts!" with that,
Ned began rubbing his thick, bushy  mustache up and down the throbbing, sweaty
length of Skinner's cock, making the  hunky principal's hairy balls churn
dangerously. "OOOOoohhh, Flanders, "Skinner  moaned, "Talk about hiding your light
under a bushel!" Flanders wasted no time  in swallowing Skinner's powerful
cock right down to the hairy root, which was  still inside of Skinner's sweaty
boxers  shorts.
                                                  "Ach, Laddie!" Willie
praise, "Ye sure know how to pleasure a man!" It was  obvious to Skinner that Ned
was no stranger to sucking cock, and his big paw  pulled down the seat of
Willie's briefs, and started really mauling those meaty,  red-furred mounds of
Scotsman's tail! Willie moaned as Skinner's thick fingers  teased his tight, hairy
hole, making him growl with a long-denied lust. Then,  without warning, Ned
pulled his mouth off of Seymour Skinner's spit-and-lube  soaked cock, stood up,
and ordered in a brusque, drill-sergeant tone: "OK,  WILLIE! LET'S GIVE OL'
SEYMOUR HERE A REAL TASTE OF WHAT REAL MEN CAN  DO!"
                                                     "ACH, I'M WITH YE ALL
THE WAY!", the horny, sexy Scotsman growled. A few minutes  later, Flanders was
on the floor of Skinner's office, his pants and shorts down  to his shoes, and
Principal Skinner straddling him, now naked from the waist  down, except for
his gartered socks. Ned's huge dick jutted upwards, now buried  deep between
the humpy principal's beefy, hairy ass-mounds.  Willie, only  wearing his
sweaty workshirt, and sweaty socks, was behind Skinner, his own  massive slab of
Scot cock wedged alongside of Ned's, ripping the hell out of the  handsome older
fellow's sexy, bulky rear! Ned's turtlenecked arms were wrapped  around
Skinner's solid torso, caressing his hard, solid torso through his shirt  and suit
jacket.
    Ned and Willie showed no mercy whatsoever as they angrily plowed their
throbbing tools in and out of Skinner's hairy, well-stretched chute. "Man, this
 even better than the time I got nailed by those two MP's when I was in
Vietnam!", Skinner  thought.
          As his battered hole was being ripped to shreds, he realized that,
deep down, he  was gay....always had been, and his straight relationships and
meanderings were  nothing but a fucking farce. "Now, I just gotta break up
with Edna!" He  chuckled. "NO WAY could she ever HOPE to give me anything THIS
fucking hot!"  Willie was like an insane sex fiend, roughly slamming his huge
Scottish cock in  and out of Skinner's tortured ass, making the big,
broad-shouldered man moan and  groan like the big man-whore he  was!
                                                                This was the
first time Ned had ever gotten into a rough-double-fuck, and he  could not get
over the fucking jolts of pleasure he felt, as his cock and  Willie's ground
together, tightly encased in Skinner's humpy butt!  After  what seem like
hours, all three men felt their hairy balls tighten and churn,  reaching the point
of no  return.
                            With his big, hairy rump being ripped to shreds
by his two horny, macho pals,  and Ned's pumping fist yanking away on his huge,
drooling dong, and his battered  prostate in overdrive, there was NO WAY he
could hold back!  'OOOHHHHH...AAAWWFUCK....AHHUUGHHH!! YEAHHH!! DOUBLE-RAPE MY
BIG, HOT ASS, YOUR  HORNY MOTHERS!!!" With that, Skinner's throbbing cock let
loose with volleys of  thick, sticky spunk, shooting all over Ned's fist,
sweater front, mustache,  eyeglasses and hair. Ned wasted no time in lapping up
the sexy principal's hot  load from his lips, "WELL, THIS SPUNK SURE TASTES
DANDY!"
                              As Skinner blasted his huge load all over Ned,
his spasming asshole clutched at  the two huge cocks slamming in and out,
bringing both men to a hot, nut-busting  orgasm! The moans, groans, and curses of
Ned and Willie reverberated off of the  office walls, as their ass-splitting
cocks exploded together, spurting out  sticky, gooey jets of cum deep within
the hot depths of Skinner's  well-stretched, tortured ass. Willie's big,
hairy-knuckled hand was spanking the  hell out of Skinner's beefy butt, making those
solid, furry mounds bounce and  quiver, as they turned from a bright red to a
deep  crimson.
                                             Finally, all three sweaty,
half-clothed men simply collapse in a sweaty, tangled  heap on the floor, breathing
heavily, obviously well-spent. As Skinner felt the  two big, hard cocks
slowly deflate in his aching, cum-filled ass, he made a  mental note: "Edna
Krabapple is on her own from now on!" THE END Hope you  guys enjoyed! Comments and
feedback always welcome! Part 4 coming  soon!