Date: Wed, 24 Dec 2003 14:18:35 -0500
From: alessandro abbondanti <grossoitaliano@hotmail.com>
Subject: mr a and his boys: derek

Finally, I give you the next installment of the Mr. A and His Boys
series. I'm sorry that it has taken so long, but I was extremely busy
grading and writing exams then Christmas shopping. But here's my gift to
you all. :) I just finished it, which means that I didn't spend as much
time as usual correcting, so please forgive any errors. I've left out the
details of some straight sex that occurred and the details of an encounter
at Paden's house that I wasn't present for, but I think the story is still
good. It's another long one, but there are two sex scenes (or one really
long sex scene, at least). I hope that it was worth the wait! Enjoy!
Comments and suggestions welcome, as always.

Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction; any resemblance to
real persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. If you're not old
enough to read this, go away. This story is fantasy. It didn't happen. It
never will happen. Don't do it. This story contains depictions of sex
between adult and teenage males. All roles in the movie of my life,
however, are played by people aged 18 and over (and you should be 18 if
you're reading this!). If you are not interested in reading about this (or
other male-on-male sex), please leave now. This story is mine; don't steal
it or post elsewhere without my permission.  (That means it's copyrighted
by me, in case you were confused.)

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Friday was a typical day. The students were antsy for the weekend, as
usual, and by the time 6th and 7th periods rolled around, I too was ready
to get rid of them. I wondered how Colin would react when he saw me that
afternoon, and whether or not Paden was aware of what happened. I had
thought before that each would be smart enough not even to make allusions
to anything going on between us, but after Paden told Colin and then Colin
showed up basically asking me to have sex with him, I wasn't sure any
longer.  Colin did have a tendency to do inappropriate things, like call me
Abs all the time--even when I asked him not to--and talk about my body.
Hopefully he wouldn't say anything about the other parts of my body that he
had seen the night before.

As it turned out, I didn't have anything to worry about; they came in
acting normal. I breathed a sigh of relief. If anything, Colin was even a
little better behaved than normal, not making nearly as many random
comments during class. Pretty good trade-off, I'd say.  When the bell rang,
Colin and Paden came up to my desk; they were both smiling. "Big plans this
weekend, Abs?" Colin asked.

"Nah, not really," I said. "You?"

"Nah," Colin said, "not for me. I'm at my dad's this weekend, and we gotta
go out of town to see his girlfriend. I hate it."

"That sucks," I said. "What about you, Paden?"

"Yeah, my parents are out of town, so I'm having a few friends over," he
replied with a grin.

I laughed. I could only imagine what would happen with his friends. "Sounds
like fun," I said.

"It will be," Paden replied. "You should drop by."

"No way," Colin said. "I'm not gonna be there, why would he want to come
anyway?  You're not going, are you?" he asked anxiously.

Paden and I both laughed. "Calm down, Colin. I can't go anyway, Paden, that
would be..." I paused, "inappropriate and dangerous." I realized how ironic
my statement was, but I felt that my activities with Colin and Paden had
remained clandestine, after all, no one would find it terribly suspicious
that a student had come to see his teacher after school; it would, however,
be suspicious if a teacher showed up for a party at a student's house.

"I understand ya, Mr. A.," Paden said.

"You two better go, or you're gonna be late," I told them. My 7th period
class had been filtering in during our conversation. Colin and Paden left,
and I turned my attention to my next class. I had planned to head down to
the gym that afternoon to check it out and to put an end to Derek's
badgering, but Derek wasn't in class, so I decided to put it off until
Monday. The last class of the day passed without incident, and I gladly
dismissed them at 3 o'clock.

After they left, I began to gather my things together as usual, but
something nagged at the back of my mind. It was how Colin had reacted to me
going to Paden's house when he wasn't there. He seemed less than happy with
that idea, and it occurred to me that perhaps Colin had a different idea of
what our relationship was (or at least what he expected from it) than I
had. I readily admitted to myself that I cared about Colin--a lot--but I
had no intention of "dating" him, per se, or remaining monogamous. He was,
after all, a high school student. I had every intention of going out with
other people and having sex with whomever I pleased. I decided that I would
have to find some way to talk to Colin about it, and hopefully do so
without upsetting him too much. If he reacted negatively, he could do
serious damage to me.

On a personal note, outside of school, my friends had taken it upon
themselves to try to set me up with someone, deciding that I had been
single long enough. It was almost a year since Sarah and I had broken up,
and I hadn't had a girlfriend since, although I had plenty of
"companionship" when I wanted it. Friday night, my friends and I went out
and they asked me about Daytona and how I enjoyed it. I mentioned seeing
Sarah, and they all knew that also meant fucking Sarah, so they again
brought up the point that I needed to get over Sarah if we weren't actually
going to get back together and find someone else.

Several of my friends were lawyers, and two of them worked for the same law
firm. They wanted me to go out with the their receptionist, Jennifer, and
they had planned a get- together for Saturday night that they wanted me to
attend. I agreed. I had met her once before, and she was hot, so the
prospect of going out with her wasn't unappealing to me. I didn't think
that we would actually develop a relationship, but I figured we would at
least end up screwing.

So Saturday night, I met my friends for dinner with them and
Jennifer. Jennifer was small, about 5'4" and 115 pounds, with large (and
natural, I was happy to find out) breasts. She had long, wavy blond hair,
which she wore up, and pouty lips. She wore a shirt that accentuated her
cleavage, and was nice enough to apply body glitter to her chest, drawing
your eye immediately into the canyon of her breasts. She looked excellent,
and my dick responded by chubbing up. The night went well, and Jennifer
came home with me.

Late the next morning, there was a knock on my door. I got out of bed,
pulled on a pair of boxers, and headed downstairs to see who it was. I
opened the door and was shocked to find Paden standing there. He looked me
up and down, pausing for a moment at my crotch, where the tube of my soft
cock could be seen hanging down the right leg.

"Paden, dude," I said, "what the hell are you doing here? How did you find
my house?"

"I looked it up by your phone number," he responded.

"Uh...how did you find my phone number?" I asked.

"It was on that letter that you sent home to our parents at the beginning
of the year. I found it, and then did a reverse search," he answered.

"Okay, but why?"

"No reason, really, just wanted to see where you lived. I came yesterday,
but you weren't home."

I knew that I should have been more freaked out than I was, but for some
reason it didn't seem like a big deal to me. Instead, I said, "Well, why
don't you come in?" and led him into the living room. He sat down on a
chair and I took a seat on the couch. "How did you get here?" I asked.

"I actually don't live too far away. I rode my bike."

"So should I be expecting more unannounced visits...?" I asked
sarcastically.

He laughed. "No, no. Like I said, just thought I'd stop by. Got a question
or two for ya."

"That sounds ominous," I said, "but go ahead."

"So you and Colin...you know," he began. I nodded. "He never let me do
that, and I've asked him before. We were gonna try once, but he said I was
too big before I even started trying to go in. But you're bigger and he let
you do it."

I laughed. "Well, Paden, there's no big secret, and I don't think that it's
because he likes me more. You just gotta go slow, whether you're with a guy
or a girl. You gotta finger 'em, to help loosen up their holes, and eat
their pussy or ass. They gotta be relaxed and willing to accept
it. Especially with guys, you gotta loosen 'em up first otherwise it won't
fit."

"Yeah, that makes sense, I guess," Paden said. "I kinda knew that with
girls, but...I didn't know a guy could actually lick another dude's ass."
He blushed.

I smiled. It was cute that he said "could" lick, as though there were
something besides a perceived social taboo preventing it from
happening. "Some do, bud, some don't. I do, because it helps 'em relax,
which means it's easier for me to get in." I winked at him.

"Maybe I'll have to try that with Colin," he said.

"Definitely," I laughed. There were a few moments of silence. Then I said,
"So how was your party Friday night."

He smiled. "It was good. Colin actually ended up coming, because his dad
wasn't leaving until the next morning, so that made it more fun."

"How's that?" I asked, looking at him questioningly.

His grin got broader. "Well, we started out just watching porn and talking
about sex, which is pretty common for us and usually ends up in a circle
jerk. But this time, someone was like, 'Hey, check out Colin staring at
Paden's dick.' None of them knows that me and Colin have done stuff
before. So then they started teasing him, and I told them to shut up and
leave him alone and said, 'Like the rest of you aren't looking at me' and
waved it at them. They laughed. Then someone said, 'Hey Colin, if Paden
won't let you suck his, why don't you come over and do mine?' I looked at
him, expecting him to say that he wasn't going to 'cause he's not gay, but
instead he said, 'Yeah, I would, but you're too much of a pussy to let
me.'"

"Whoa!" I said. "That doesn't sound like a good idea."

"That's what I thought. I figured for sure that they were gonna go nuts and
I'd have to stop them from beating him up."

"Who all was there?" I asked.

"Me, Colin, Gary, Todd, Troy, Jake, and some other dudes from the soccer
team that you don't know. It was Jake who made the comment about Colin
sucking dick."

I had all of the guys that Paden named in class, and the thought of them
sitting around jerking off together caused the blood to rush to my
dick. Gary and Todd were also freshmen like Colin and Paden, but I had them
in a different period. Troy and Jake were both sophomores. Gary and Jake
were both bigger than Paden, taller and more muscular.  Gary was over 6'
tall and definitely did not look like a freshman; I had occasionally caught
myself wondering whether the rest of him had grown as quickly as his limbs,
but Paden's comments led me to believe that he had the biggest cock of
everyone there, which didn't surprise me at all. Todd and Troy were shorter
than Gary and Paden and thinner than the rest. My cock was definitely
beyond chubbed at this point, although not fully hard.

I saw Paden's eyes travel down to my crotch, then back up to my face. He
smiled at me, and I smiled back. "So what happened?"

"Well, Jake wasn't about to let a younger dude call him a pussy, so Colin
ended up giving head to me, Gary, and Jake. The others just watched and
jerked off. Todd probably would have been into it, too, but he busted like
right when I shot on Colin's face."

My dick was now completely hard. "Damn, man, that's hot," I said,
forgetting for a minute that I was sitting in my living room with a student
and a boner.

"Yeah, it was, although Colin still can't take all of me."

I laughed. "Yeah, I told him that we were going to have to work on that."

Paden grinned. "When you decide to have a lesson, let me know!"

I grinned back at him. "Of course!" Before I could say anything else, I
heard noise upstairs, and someone call out "Alex?" Jennifer was up.

Paden looked at me when he heard her call my name. "Who's that?" he asked.

"A lady friend of mine," I said, standing up, my boxers severely
tented. Paden grinned and also stood up. His shorts, too, struggled to hold
back his erection. "You better go, man. I don't think that I can really
explain to her that I'm sitting in my living room talking to a student with
a hard-on!"

Paden laughed. "I understand," he said. "I'll get going." He started to
walk to the door and I followed him. "Thanks for letting me come in," he
said, standing at the door.

"No problem," I said, "but no more unannounced visits, okay?"

"Yeah, sorry about that. I don't know what came over me."

"It's cool," I said. "I'll see you at school tomorrow." I headed back
upstairs for some more fun with Jennifer.

 A couple hours later, Jennifer was gone and I sat down to prepare for the
next week of classes. I reflected on what had happened that day. Jennifer
was fun, but I knew that there wasn't much chance of our relationship going
beyond anything more than really good sex, which was fine with me. I
started to think about Paden's visit earlier, and what he had said about
Colin giving head to his friends on Friday night. The idea of Colin on his
knees servicing several high school jocks was a huge turn on, and I wished
that it had been okay for me to attend the party as well. More importantly,
however, what Paden told me seemed to indicate that Colin did not, in fact,
interpret what happened between us as anything more than sex, that is, he
didn't think that we were "dating" or "exclusive" in any way. I still
intended to talk him to reinforce the fact, but I felt more comfortable
with it now.

Monday morning came, and I headed to school as usual. I saw Gary and Todd
in 4th period, and I tried very hard to keep my mind out of the gutter, but
I couldn't help but think about them with Paden and Colin.

"Hey Todd, Gary," I said, when he first walked in. "How was your weekend?"
I asked innocently. I had a good relationship with them, probably not as
close as with Paden and Colin (even before the events of recent weeks), so
it wasn't unusual for me to ask about their weekend.

Gary chuckled, elbowing Todd. "Yeah, huh? Huh? How as your weekend, eh,
Blaster?"

"Shut up, Gary," Todd said, pushing him back.

I raised my eyebrows. "Blaster?"

"Yeah," Todd replied, "it's a nickname. A lot of people call me that."

I laughed. "Why is that?" I asked, although I knew what reason was
formulating in the back of my mind.

"Because of my big guns," he said, flexing for me. I laughed even
harder. Todd's arms were far from big; he was actually quite skinny.

"Right, right," I said, "so it's like a reverse nickname, then."

"Shut up, Mr. A.," he said, turning and walking to his seat. I continued
laughing.

"How about you, Gary?" I asked. "How was your weekend?"

"Good, good. Went over to Paden's on Friday night and hung out. It was
fun."

I chuckled. "Yeah, I bet it was." Gary gave me a weird look, no doubt
trying to figure out what I meant, and then walked to his desk and sat
down.

At the end of class, I gave the kids some time to work on homework, but
most used the last few minutes to chat. At one point, I heard someone say
something about Colin, to which Gary responded, "That kid's so gay. Such a
flamer."

"Gary," I said from across the room, walking towards them, "watch what you
say."

"Well it's true, Mr. A.," Gary said.

"You don't know that," I replied.

"Sure I do," Gary said, then after a pause, "Man, that kid could suck the
chrome off a bumper."

Of course, I knew that Gary had experienced it firsthand, but I refrained
from saying anything. "Careful what you say, Gary. You don't want people
getting the wrong idea about you, too," I said.

"Alright, alright," Gary said. "Who knows if the kid is gay or not, but
he's annoying as hell, and that's the truth."

I laughed. "That's fine, you can find him annoying. I happen to like him
and think he's funny. He cracks me up." Just then, the bell rang and
everyone jumped up to leave.

"Yeah, he can be funny sometimes, but mostly he's an ass," Gary said on his
way out. I couldn't help but wonder how annoying Gary found Colin when he
was sucking him off.

Lunch and then 5th period came, and while the thought of Jake and Troy
along with the others invaded my mind, there was no interesting
conversation like there had been with Todd and Gary the period before.

Sixth period rolled around, and in came Colin and Paden as usual. I greeted
them, smiling.

"So I heard you had a busy weekend," Colin said, grinning wickedly. My eyes
darted to Paden, who smiled a little and turned away.

I laughed. "I heard the same about you," I said. Colin blushed. "I guess
Paden has a big mouth." We all laughed.

"Among other things," Colin whispered to me. It was Paden's turn to blush.

Changing the subject, I said, "Colin, would you mind meeting me after
school for a few minutes?"

Colin's eyes twinkled. "A few minutes? Is that all? Sure Abs." I shook my
head and told them to sit down.

Seventh period and in came Derek. "Hey man," I said, "I was gonna head down
to the gym this afternoon. Anyone gonna be there?"

"Yeah, I'll be there," he said. "What time you coming?"

"After I get my stuff done here, so probably after 4," I replied.

"Sounds good. Most might be gone by then, though, but I'll wait around."

"Alright, cool," I said. And so 7th period went by without much interesting
happening.  The bell rang, and the students rushed out of class. I walked
into my office to wait for Colin.

A few minutes later, I heard the door open and heard Colin call out my
name. "Back here," I said, and heard him approaching my office door.

"Wassup, Abs?" he asked, coming through the door.

"I just wanted to talk to you about some stuff," I said. "Like what
happened last week."

Colin laughed a little. "It's cool. I had fun, you had fun, right?"

"Right," I said, "and it sounds like you had fun this weekend, too, and so
did I. I was just worried because of something you said on Friday. It
sounded like you would have been upset if I had gone to Paden's party and
done anything with him or anyone else without you."

"Nah, not upset, just jealous," Colin said. "I want another shot at
you. It's not like we're dating or anything."

"Excellent," I said, "'cause you're my boy, and I care about you, but
that's not gonna stop me from going after others, and it shouldn't stop
you, either."

"As long as there's some left for me, I don't care," Colin said, grinning
wickedly.

"I think that there's plenty to go around," I said, laughing.

"How about right now?" he asked.

"No, Colin," I answered. "Not right now. It's right after school,
practically everyone is still here. We'll have to do it some other time,
and no, that doesn't mean after soccer practice! I'll already be home by
then, I hope."

He laughed. "Alright, alright. Some other time, then."

"Okay, now get out of here," I told him. "I have work to do." I worked
until around 4:30, and then gathered my things together. I went down to my
car and put my stuff away, then headed to the gym.

The parking lot was nearly empty, which told me that most teachers had gone
for the day.  I passed by the field where the soccer teams were still
practicing. I paused briefly to watch my boys. Paden was an excellent
player, I noticed, as was Troy. I wondered which of the other boys down
there had been present at Paden's Friday night and why they hadn't been
willing to take advantage of Colin's offer. I noticed a couple that I
thought would have been nice to see in a circle jerk with my other
boys. After a few minutes, I moved on to the gym.

The weight room was in the lower level of the gym building, so I took the
stairs down. I started to get a little nervous, because although the door
was open, I didn't hear the usual sound of metal clanging on metal that I
associated with a gym, and I was afraid that no one was around.

I entered the weight room, and the smell of stale sweat assaulted my
nostrils. The smell had never been a turn-on for me before, but somehow
knowing that it was the sweat of teenagers, including Paden and Colin,
caused my dick to swell in my pants. To my chagrin, however, I noticed that
there was no one there. I didn't bring any workout clothes with me, so I
wasn't going to workout, but I did wander around the weight room.  It was
pretty well equipped, with multiple weight benches and weight machines,
rowing machines, dumbbells, and so on. There was a lot of stuff for muscle
building, but not so much for cardio.

I headed to the back of the room where the entrance to the boys' locker
room was. I heard a locker door open. At least that meant someone was
there. I called out, "Hello?" as I walked into the locker room.

"Mr. A.?" I heard Derek's voice respond as he came around the corner wet
and wearing just a towel.

"Derek, wassup? I thought you had left," I said, taking in his 5'8" frame
quickly. Thick.  That was the best way to describe him. He was very
muscular, and had a strong chest and thick stomach with a trail of brown
hair from his navel that disappeared in his towel. He was not fat, however,
simply someone who had worked on building muscle without toning up or
becoming ripped. His arms were bigger than Colin's and he looked to have
powerful legs. A very slight tent in the towel told me that he wasn't
wearing anything underneath.

"I thought you had decided not to come, so I finished up and took a shower
already," he said, also eyeing me. I wondered if my semi hard cock was
obvious. The sight of this half-naked brunette 16-year-old hadn't done much
to alleviate the swelling originally caused by the smell of the weight
room.

"I can see that," I said, as rivulets of water dripped from his wet hair
over his neck and chest. "But I did come. I just had to get all my work
done. Looks like no one is here, though."

Derek chuckled. "Yeah, all the pussies left at 4."

I laughed. "Cool. You guys got a pretty good setup here. Much better than
my high school had!"

"Yep. We got the big bucks here." We both laughed now. "We even have a
Jacuzzi and a steam room in the locker room."

"Nice," I said, and then muttered, "bunch of spoiled brats." Derek laughed
again. He motioned me to follow him into the locker room, so I did. It was
a typical locker room, and he pointed out the different coaches' offices,
the area reserved for the wrestling and weightlifting teams, the Jacuzzi
and the steam room. I followed behind, admiring his high, round ass beneath
the white terry cloth of his wet towel. My cock swelled some more.

I followed Derek down one of the aisles of lockers near the back of the
locker room, and before I realized where we were going, he stopped in front
of one of the lockers and dropped his towel, giving me a view of his naked
ass, smooth with just some hair in the crack. He turned around, I looked up
into his face, but not before noticing his limp cock, which, thick like the
rest of him, hung about 2.5" over a large, tight nutsac.

He smiled. "So, Mr. A.," he said nonchalantly, as though it were completely
natural to be standing in front of his teacher buck naked, "do Paden and
Colin come to see you after school a lot?"

I too acted like the situation was completely normal. "Nah, just a couple
of times a week.  Why do you ask?"

"My locker is near your classroom, and I usually go there after I get done
here, which is sometimes pretty late, and I've seen them around your room."

"Ahh," I said, "yeah. They sometimes come in after soccer practice to wait
for their parents."

"Oh yeah?" Derek responded, a knowing grin on his face. There was a pause,
during which we just looked at each other silently. Derek's eyes traveled
down to my crotch. He said, "What about last Thursday? I came in looking
for you, to see if you wanted to head down here, but you weren't in your
classroom. The door was unlocked, though, and your office was closed." He
looked back into my eyes; I swallowed. So it was Derek who had come in
while I was blowing Colin the week before. I wasn't sure how to respond.

"Nothing unusual about that," I said. "I was probably working or had just
stepped out."

Derek laughed. "Yeah, you were working alright," he said. "Working on
Colin's cock and ass." I struggled to remain calm. When Derek said that he
had come into classroom I figured that he had seen what was happening, but
for him to say it aloud startled me. I was in a position where Derek could
really screw up my life if he wanted to. He continued, "Don't worry,
Mr. A.," he said, "I'm not gonna tell anyone. I gotta say, it was quite a
scene, though, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to be in Colin's
position." He smiled. "That's why I'm glad you came this afternoon."

Derek stepped forward. His limp dick had grown during our conversation, and
my own cock, which had deflated when I realized that I was caught with
Colin, was beginning to swell again. He placed his hands on my chest and
began to rub my body through my clothes, stroking my chest and stomach and
arms. "Show me why Colin calls you 'Abs'," he said, reaching for the
waistband of my pants and pulling my shirt out. I grabbed the bottom of my
shirt and pulled it off over my head, exposing my body to Derek. Derek let
out a quiet groan, rubbing his hands over the hard slabs of my pecs and my
rigid abs.  Then he brought his face forward and kissed my right pec. He
looked up into my face and smiled. I looked down at him, into his green
eyes; he looked hungry.

He started licking and sucking on my pecs, kissing each one, and sucking
and nibbling on my nipples. I placed one hand on the back of his head,
holding him against my chest. He filled his mouth and lips with my right
pec and nipple, sucking and moaning hungrily. I grabbed his head and pulled
him to the other side; he gave the same treatment to my left pec and
nipple. One of his hands traveled down to my crotch and he was massaging my
rapidly growing cock through my khaki pants while he worshipped my upper
body with his mouth. He squeezed and massaged my thick shaft, reaching
between my legs to play with my balls through my clothes.

I placed my hand on the top of his head in his wet hair and pushed him down
to his knees. He knelt in front of me now, staring at my stomach and
crotch. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into my crotch,
shoving my cloth covered dick against his face. My shaft pulsed against his
face; he moaned quietly and licked at the tube buried beneath my pants and
underwear. He traced the outline of it in my pants, from the middle of my
crotch down my right leg, soaking my pants with his spit. I laughed,
grabbing him by the hair and pulling him off. "You gonna take it out or
what?"

Derek reached for my belt and quickly undid my pants, pulling my zipper
down over the bulge in my boxerbriefs. He pulled my pants and underwear
down at the same time, slowly revealing my hard dick. Derek whimpered when
my fat cock came into view for the first time. I had no doubt he had seen
me hard through the window in my office door, but this was the first time
he had seen me face to face. He reached up and caressed my cock, tickling
his fingers up and down the broad shaft. Precum leaked from my swollen
cockhead. Derek rubbed his fingers around the glans of my cock, playing
with my viscous precum, gathering the sticky nectar on his fingers. He
licked my precum from his fingers, hungrily swirling his tongue up and down
on his digits.

"You know," I said, "it tastes better from the source." I grabbed my dick
and pushed it against his lips. He stuck out his tongue and swabbed at the
smooth, velvety head of my dick. He let out a very loud groan at the first
taste of my cock. He grabbed my dick in both of his hands, again caressing
the large shaft up and down, moaning contentedly. He began rubbing his face
in my crotch, rubbing my dick all over his face and moaning. I leaned back
on the lockers, giving Derek full access to my crotch. He ardently licked
and sucked at my cock and balls, kissing my heavy nuts, licking the wide
pole of my cock.

Finally, he took my cockhead into his mouth, and slowly impaled his face on
me. I watched as his mouth gaped open around my cock, and my endowment
gradually disappeared into his throat. He took all of me. Every inch of my
cock was buried down his throat. I placed one hand on the back of his head
to hold him in place, enjoying the feeling of my cock buried in the throat
of this teenage muscle jock. I could feel him breathe through his nose, his
warm breath on my pubes. My cock throbbed in his throat, swelling even
further. He moaned, the vibrations on my hard dick causing me to let out a
loud groan of my own. I let go of his head and he pulled off of me. "Holy
fuck, Derek," I said, "you've down this before."

Without answering, he dove back on my dick, again taking me all the way
down. I groaned, doubling over slightly, holding on to his head. He
massaged my cock with his throat muscles, grunting and groaning, adding
stimulation with the vibrations of his throat. I thrust my hips a little,
short strokes against his face. I started fucking his face, sliding my dick
out of his throat, and then shoving it back in. My balls swung against his
chin, two heavy eggs full of cum. Derek knelt in place, accepting my huge
dick into his throat, willingly letting me use his mouth as a pussy to
fuck. I took another deep stroke into his mouth, lodging the head of my
cock deep in his gullet. I held it there, eyes closed, enjoying the
sensation of his warm, wet mouth and tongue on my meat, making him eat it
all. I let go of his head and he slowly pulled off, taking my cock in his
hand and stroking it in front of his face. He looked up at me. "Fuck me,
Mr. A.," he said. He kissed my cock several times, again licking the shaft
up one side and down the other. He rubbed my cock all over his
face. "Please fuck me," he begged.

I pulled him to his feet and kissed him hard on the lips; strands of my
precum and his own spit decorated his face. I felt his hard cock pressed
against my body and I knelt down in front of him. Derek's cock wasn't very
long, maybe 5.5", but it was thick, just like the rest of him, and at least
5" around. I took his whole dick into my mouth, sucking on his swollen
teenmeat, and lapping up his sweet precum. With one hand, I fondled his
heavy, tight balls, then slipped my finger between his legs to play with
his g-spot while I sucked his throbbing jock shaft. He moaned as my index
finger poked and prodded at his prostate.

Releasing his cock from my mouth, I grabbed his hips and spun him around so
that he was facing the lockers. I reached up and ran my hands over his
broad back before bringing them to his ass. I squeezed the hard, muscular
globes of his teen ass, kissing each cheek. I pulled his cheeks apart and
stuck out my tongue. I started at the bottom of his hard butt and licked
all the way to the top of his hairy crack, running my rough tongue over his
tight hole. He tasted clean and soapy from his shower earlier. I slid my
tongue back down his crack to his hole.

I tongued his ass hole several times, flicking the point of my tongue
against it and kissing it. I swirled the rough tip of my tongue around the
hole, rimming his tight ass. He moaned. I took my index finger and jabbed
at his hole, which responded by opening and closing on my finger tip. I
pulled down on the muscle, causing him to open further.  Sticking out my
tongue to form a point, I dove into his ass again, shoving my tongue into
his hole. He moaned loudly as I tongue fucked him, sliding my tongue in and
out of his hole. He pushed his ass back against my face, and I shoved my
tongue deeper inside his tight opening. His ass twitched and contracted
around my tongue. Derek moaned, his face pressed against the cool metal of
the locker.

Removing my tongue from his ass, I spun him around again. I slid my hand
between his legs, and slowly pushed two fingers into his ass. He groaned
loudly, thrusting his hips forward. With my thumb, I played with his
prostate from the outside. With his ass spread wide open, I used my index
and middle fingers to tease his prostate from the inside. His breathing was
ragged; his cock was swollen and his cockhead was purple, a steady stream
of precum leaked from it, coating the shaft and dripping to the floor. His
ass twitched and seized on my fingers as I finger fucked him. He was
thrusting his hips, shoving them back against my hand. I inserted a third
finger.

Derek moaned loudly now. "Still want me to fuck you?" I asked him, rubbing
my fingers back and forth against his prostate. He whimpered. "Can you
handle it? It's bigger than these fingers." I shoved my fingers harder into
him. I pulled my fingers from his ass and stood up. I looked into his
eyes. "I asked you a question, Derek," I said.

"Yes," he said, "Please fuck me."

"Good boy," I said, and turned him around. I bent him over in front of the
lockers, exposing his ass to me again. I rubbed my hands over his ass,
reaching down to finger his hole a couple more times. I spit on my dick and
his ass, and then pressed my swollen cockhead against his hole. Derek
whimpered. I started to push in; Derek pushed back against me. His ass
slowly opened around my cock, my fat dick head being swallowed by his
ass. I watched the muscle open, stretching wide to accommodate me. I
continued pushing forward, slowly feeding my hard prick into his tight
hole. He let out a strangled cry when I was about halfway in, but I didn't
stop. I continued to push.

Derek's ass gripped my cock tightly, twitching and spasming on it. With one
arm, I reached around his waist to hold him in place, and leaned over
him. He breathed harder, whimpering continuously. "It's almost all in,
baby," I said, and with a final hard push I buried the last few inches of
my hard Italian meat inside his teen pussy. He screamed, but I didn't
move. I remained there, bent over him, my 9.5" hard cock buried balls deep
inside his guts.

I started to rotate my hips, grinding my dick into him, and stretching his
hole out even more. My cock slid back and forth over his prostate while I
did this, and in a few minutes, his whimpers of pain turned to moans of
pleasure, and he was pushing his ass back against me, trying to take more
of me inside him. I long dicked Derek's ass, sliding my fat Italian sausage
all the way out, then shoving it back in, each time causing Derek to moan
louder. In and out I slid my large pole, impaling Derek's tight 16-year-old
ass on my fat cock.

Derek moaned continuously, shoving his ass back to meet each of my thrusts,
taking me deep inside his guts. He grunted each time my balls slapped
against his smooth, round cheeks. His ass clenched and unclenched on my
cock, milking me with each deep thrust into his pussy. "You like that,
Derek?" I asked him. "This why you wanted me down here?" I reached down and
gave his fat teenmeat a few pulls. His cock was solid and slick with the
steady stream of precum I was fucking out of him. He moaned in response. I
gave another deep thrust into his ass and held my cock there, letting it
pulse and swell inside him, our two hard bodies pressed tightly together
against the lockers. I kissed his neck and nibbled on his earlobe.

I pulled back slightly and started fucking him again, this time with short,
fast thrusts, leaving most of my extra large cock buried inside his worn
out hole. "Harder," he groaned. I reached up and, holding on to the lockers
for support, began drilling his ass, ramming my cock deep into him with
short, deep thrusts of my hips. He threw his head back; I drove my dick
deep inside him. Thigh to thigh, my balls bouncing off his teen muscle ass,
I plowed him, forcing his ass open, tearing his hole. Harder and harder I
fucked his ass.

"That how you like it? Deep and hard?" I growled into his ear. The lockers
shook as each thrust of my powerfuck shoved Derek forcefully against them,
his head sometimes banging on the metal. He yelled out, but I kept fucking,
punishing his well-used hole with my heavy cockmeat. I hit his prostate on
each thrust, forcing him to moan louder. "I'm gonna cum," he whimpered.

"That's it, Derek boy," I whispered in his ear. "Shoot your load so I can
fill your ass with mine. Gonna fuckin' breed your teen pussy, Derek." With
a loud groan, Derek exploded, shooting his cum against the lockers with
such force that I could hear each splat on the cold metal. His ass twitched
and pulled on my dick; my balls pulled up against my body; my cock swelled
inside him even more. I looked down at his ass, which was stretched
impossibly wide around my cock, and then I came, my dick pulsing with each
shot of cum that fired from my thick gun into Derek's ass. I unleashed a
torrent of cum inside him, coating his guts with at least 8 volleys of my
thick Italian cream, before pulling out and finishing with a few more shots
and dribble on his broad back. I grabbed the shaft and squeezed from the
bottom to the top, milking the last drops from my cum hose. His ass gaped
open even after I removed my cock, something that I always took as a sign
of a good fuck. Some cum oozed out of his well-fucked hole.

Derek turned around, a big smile on his face. I sat down on the bench, my
softening cock hanging heftily over my spent balls. "That what you wanted?"
I asked him.

"Hell yes!" he said. "That was good, better than I fucking expected."

"What can I say? I have a gift," I joked.

"Damn right, and it's huge and you can use it like a pro." We both laughed.

"So you've done this before," I said, less of a question than a
statement. He had sucked me down without a problem and taken my very fat
cock without much of a struggle.  "And with some other big guys."

Derek's smile grew broader. "You might say that," he said, "but I never
reveal my partners, so you don't need to worry about that."

"Well that's good," I said. "I hope you're serious."

"I am," he replied. "I'm not gonna ruin a good thing."

"Your partners mostly from school or what?"

"Oh yeah," he said. I was very curious who else at the school was well
equipped. Most of my students that year were freshmen and sophomores, so I
didn't have a lot of interaction with the upper classes. "But I'm not gonna
tell you," he said, no doubt guessing what was on my mind. I assumed that
the guys he was talking about were juniors or seniors, but I suppose that
there could have been other teachers. "You're not the only horse at the
school, although I would guess you're one of the biggest, definitely the
fattest, and definitely the best fuck! I can still feel you, and that was
one huge ass load."

I laughed. "Thanks, man, I do my best." I paused. "How is it that no one's
in here?"

"Everyone was gone when you got here except probably the soccer players on
the field, and you know when they get done," he said with a wink. "They and
the football team have their own mini-locker room close to the field,
anyway. It's easier to go in there during half time than to run all the way
back up here."

"Makes sense," I said, relieved. "Shower time?" I suggested. "You got some
stuff on your back that you might want to wash off."

Derek laughed. "Let's do it," he said, and walked back to the shower
room. Derek's load was drying on the lockers.

At my high school, the shower room was a huge open space with several
different showerheads that we all used whether we liked it or not. Now,
although there was still a communal shower area, there were also several
smaller individual stalls. Derek and I chose a stall, although I was fairly
certain at that point that if we were going to get caught it would have
been while Derek was screaming during our fuck.

We entered the stall and began our shower, washing each other's bodies. I
did Derek first, making sure that I cleaned up his still tender ass and
back. I loved the feel of his hard, thick body, and soon both our dicks
were back at attention. Derek then set to work washing my body, cleaning my
arms and chest quickly, but lingering on my stomach. He washed my crotch
carefully, soaping up my long dick and stroking it, cleaning all around the
head, and bathing my low hanging sac, which swung even lower because of the
heat of the shower.

Derek pulled and played with my loose sac, weighing my meaty balls in his
hands, juggling them back and forth in his palms. "You just gonna play or
are you gonna do something with them?" I asked. Derek grinned at me, and
then sank to his knees.

Derek leaned forward, burying his face in my crotch and covering it with
the loose, wrinkled skin of my ballsac. He licked and kissed at my sac,
sucking on my balls. When he pulled back, the sac dragged across his face
before flopping off to swing heavily between my thighs. Derek kissed and
lapped at my balls again, batting at them with his tongue, licking the
shower water from my sac.

He stuck out his tongue and pressed it against the bottom of my cockshaft,
and then, flattening it out against the shaft, he licked all the way to the
top and swirled it around my swollen head. With one hand, he reached under
my balls and between my thighs and began prodding at my prostate; my sac
sagged against his wrist. His ministrations on my prostate were rewarded as
a large glob of precum oozed from my piss slit. He quickly wrapped his lips
around my cockhead to savor the ooze before the shower washed it away. I
groaned as his lips enveloped my cockhead again.

Placing one hand on his wet head, I slowly fed him cock. His lips stretched
easily around my shaft as he willingly accepted me back into his
mouth. About halfway in, I hit the back of his throat. Derek swallowed,
opening his throat for me, and my thick dick slid in.  Inch by inch I
buried my dick deep in his throat. He choked a little, but the sound and
feeling only turned me on even more. I stayed there, my dick buried balls
deep in his teen throat for the second time that day. He swallowed, using
his throat muscles to massage my cock; I groaned, holding on to his head.

I slid my cock out of his mouth until just the head rested between his pink
lips, and then I pushed it back in. I started to fuck his face, now, giving
his mouth the same treatment that I had given his ass only a few minutes
before. I held on tightly to his head and fucked my dick into his mouth,
thrusting my cock deep into his throat and then pulling back. My balls
swung heavily, slapping him in the chin on each of my downward thrusts. The
wet slap of my balls against his chin turned me on even more, and I groaned
loudly, fucking his face still harder. Derek knelt in front of me,
willingly accepting my face fuck, letting me again turn his mouth into a
pussy. I shoved my cock deep into his throat, and then pulled out, deep in
and then out.

I pulled all the way out, my dick head sliding between his lips with a wet
<plop>. I grabbed my dick and slapped it down on Derek's face a few times,
whipping him with my wet, fat cock. He moaned, his mouth open, ready to
accept it again. I told him to turn around, so that his face wasn't in the
spray of the shower while he knelt in front of me.  Instead, the shower hit
me in the chest and ran down my body. I pushed my dick against his face
again, letting the soft, swollen head rest on his lips. He opened his mouth
to accept me, and I pushed all the way into his throat and held my cock
there.

I again felt Derek breathing through his nose into my pubes. His throat
contracted around my invading cock and released it. I groaned as Derek
reached between my thighs and began teasing my prostate again. Precum oozed
from my swollen dick head down his throat. I slid my dick out of Derek's
throat; he reached up and grabbed the shaft. About half of my dick was
stuck in his mouth, and he sucked hungrily on it, swirling his tongue
around the shaft, coating it with his spit. He pulled back, keeping just
the head between his lips. With both hands on my shaft now, he began
stroking me, milking the precum from my dick onto his tongue. He flicked
his tongue against the sensitive underside of my engorged cockhead, and
then swirled it all around the swollen glans, lapping up my precum. "Oh
fuck," I grunted.

I looked down, watching Derek's talented tongue working at my cockhead,
eating up the steady stream of precum that now oozed from my gaping piss
slit. Derek had one hand on my shaft now, and the other reached down to
stroke his own fat cock furiously. I brought my leg up between his thighs,
and Derek began thrusting, humping his cock against the hairy muscle of my
calf and shin. He brought both hands back to my cock and continued stroking
me while rubbing his cock against my leg. I flexed my calf against his
cock, making the muscle alternately hard and soft for him.

I was very close now, my ballsac was tightening up, pulling my cum heavy
nads close to my body. Derek noticed and sucked harder on my dick head, one
hand stroking the shaft, the other playing with my prostate, all the while
continuing his hump on my leg. I pulled my dick from Derek's mouth and
began stroking it hard and fast, pulling on the swollen head. Derek
continued his assault on my prostate with his right hand while his left
traveled again to his own hard cock. He suctioned his mouth to my balls,
sucking on my eggs.

I grabbed Derek by the hair and pulled him off my sac, holding his face
back so that he was looking up at me, the pillar of my cock overshadowing
his face. I stroked once more, a long stroke from the base to the head, and
I shot. The first shot of my white cum landed in his hair and across his
face. At the same time, I felt Derek shoot against my leg. My first shot
was followed by two more thick globs of spooge, which criss-crossed his
handsome face. I aimed the next two shots at his mouth, giving him a taste
of my Italian juice, and I finished off with a few more shots onto his
face. I squeezed my dick from the base, milking the last oozing drops of
cum from my shaft. I looked down, satisfied that I had properly glazed
Derek's teenage face, marking him with my cum.

"You're a mess," I said, and he smiled up at me, ropes of my cum on his
face and in his hair. "I think you made a mess on my leg, too."

"Thanks, and yeah I did," he replied. "Good thing we're in the shower." I
laughed.

"Don't let all that go to waste now," I said. "You earned it." Derek
grinned, and I stepped forward. With my still semi-hard cock, I smeared the
cum around his face, pushing it towards his mouth, using my broad cockhead
as a shovel. Derek stuck out his tongue, licking around his lips and mouth,
eating up my cream. I pulled away and he gathered up the rest of my seed
with his fingers, hungrily licking and sucking on them. My dick was
starting to swell again.

"Okay, Derek," I said, "we better get cleaned up. It's getting late, and
I'm on the rise again. I gotta get home!"

Derek laughed and stood up. "Alright, alright," he said. We finished
showering and got dressed.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Derek," I said, leaving the locker room.

"Definitely, Mr. A.," he replied. "Thanks!"

I left the gym and walked back to my car. I went home without the feelings
of guilt that had pervaded my thoughts after my encounters with Colin,
Paden, and the others. I wondered why.

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So what'd you think? I hope you enjoyed my gift. Also, I'm sure that some
of you will be wanting more details of my time with Jennifer and maybe some
more about the get- together at Paden's house involving the students. I
haven't written those scenes, but if enough people want them (and you give
me enough incentive ;) ) I'll see what I can do.  Feel free to contact me,
e-mail: grossoitaliano@hotmail.com; AIM: grossoitaliano.