Date: Mon, 1 Jun 2009 12:59:44 -0700 (PDT)
From: Story Teller <story.teller99@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Boy Cody 13

First of all, to the guys who have written asking for more Cody, I'm workin
on it!  The past few months have been very busy for me, so please forgive
the wait and know that the final two chapters are going to come in the not
too distant future.

I welcome questions and comments to: story.teller99@yahoo.com

All the usual legal stuff applies....
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Mr. Blakeworth was breathing heavily. I had walked into my English class
twenty minutes late after meeting with the principal and my dad. Right now
my teacher was pounding away at my hole, his fingers digging into my hips
as his thick eight inches stretched open my already well-used hole.

He hadn't been pumping in me for more than three minutes before I could
feel his tell-tale prep to breeding my hole. His thrusts got more erratic
and harder as his balls pulled up tight to his fat shaft and stopped
slapping my ass. I was a little disappointed it would be over so soon.

He leaned over my back, his polo shirt still on and the zipper of the open
fly on his Dockers scratching my ass. "I'm gonna jizz, baby," he groaned in
me ear. "Its been so long and your pussy feels so good to me!"

With that he stood back up straight and pounded into my ass half a dozen
more times before letting out a low groan as he shot his pent up spunk deep
up inside of me to join the loads I'd gotten from Beef and my dad that
morning. He pulled me upright, my feet leaving the floor as he stood to his
full height and brought me with him, pulling my head back over my shoulder
and kissing my lips with ferocious intensity, his beard and mustache
scraping my face as he did so.

In the main classroom we could hear my classmates laughing their way
through the assignment Mr. Blakeworth had given them before bringing me in
here for a long over-due breeding. They were in small groups acting out and
preparing to stage scenes from "Romeo and Juliette" and having a great time
of it. His thick tongue continued to prod my mouth as Mr. Blakeworth
settled me back down onto the floor. He bent his knees and kept sliding
back and forth on all the accumulated spunk in me. A shrill girlish laugh
floated into the small bookroom as I laid my chest on the small desk in
front of me, loving the sloppy feeling in my ass.

I felt the man lean back across my back again. "You don't mind if I go for
seconds do ya, baby boy?" he whispered.

I chuckled at such a silly question. "Please do!" I gasped back as he
ground into me a little harder to accentuate the question.

The squishing noises coming from my sloppy asshole were totally turning us
both on. Mr. B. settled into a deep drilling rhythm growling occasional
nasty comments into my ear and licking the lobe. His beard and mustache
tickled my ear.

He stood up and grabbed my left hip with his right hand, rolling me over on
the desk while his cock stayed buried in my wet hole. Now looking up into
his face as he continued his assault on my boyhole I could see the lusty
gleam in his eyes. Mr. Blakeworth was my favorite classroom teacher even
before he started fucking me.

He's a hairy man, oddly Eastern European looking for his British sounding
name with a prominent nose and heavy eyebrows. His eyes are a deep brown,
almost so dark that you can't see his pupils and his skin is browned by the
sun. His cock is a beautiful column of flesh that sticks straight out when
it gets hard, absolutely no curve or angle, just sticking forward like a
fat eight inch nail.

He opened his belt and pushed his pants down a bit, shoving his tight white
underwear with them. Even in the middle of fucking me conscious that he was
making a mess of my pussy and didn't want to get any on his khakis. He
reached forward and grabbed the stainless steal rings in both of my nipples
and twisted them slightly, making me moan as he once again picked up his
drilling pace.

"You like that don't you, baby?" he leered at me. All I could do was nod in
response, my body too taken up with the sensations of his throbbing cock
plowing through my gooey hole to speak.

Cum frothed out around his plunging cock and lathered on his balls and in
his pubic hair as he slipped his arms under my knees and leaned forward to
kiss me again. I sucked my teacher's fat tongue as he drilled a second load
into my over-flowing boypussy, groaning lightly into my mouth as he did so.

Mr. Blakeworth stood back up and looked down at me, his still hard cock
buried balls deep in me and sweat standing out on his brow.

"I've missed that hole, Cody," he said softly looking into my eyes. "Never
make me wait so long again!"

I smiled up at him. "I promise, Mr. B," I replied.

He pulled his slimey cock out of my sucking hole and looked at the cummy
mess we had made of his crotch. "Damn, baby, how many loads you got in
there?" he asked.

"No idea anymore," I replied slipping off the desk and onto the floor to
suck him clean. My tongue and lips roamed all over his crotch cleaning my
ass juices and the cum of the three men who had bred me this morning off of
him. Mr. Blakeworth moaned.

The bell rang just as he finished fixing his fly and Mr. Blakeworth told me
to get dressed and stay in the book room for a few moments, he had a job
for me to do. I was very excited, not only had I gotten to get Mr. B's
loads for the first time in what felt like forever, but I also had been
promised my Principal and at least six of the football team in fifth
period. This day was shaping up to be one of the best I'd ever had.

Mr. Blakeworth came back into the bookroom and grinned at me, I hadn't been
able to sit still and was pacing like a tiger in heat. "What's up now,
Mr. B?" I asked him, maybe too eagerly.

He laughed at me. "Well, Cody, you've got two periods before your
appointment with Mr. James," he saw the look of surprise on my face and
laughed again. "Of course I know about that, silly boy, who do you think
told him what an amazing fuck you are? Anyway, you have two periods between
then and now, one is your Study Hall and the other your Phys. Ed. I talked
to Coach, he's agreed with me that we should do something special for you."
The bell rang signaling the start of third period. "Now, follow me and all
this will make much better sense."

I did as Mr. Blakeworth instructed, following him through the classroom and
down the hall, around the corner and into a maintenance closet. At the back
of the closet was a cushion on the floor in front of a wooden trapdoor set
into the wall. Leaning against the wall beside the trap was Mr. Rodriguez,
the janitor's assistant. He grinned at me and then addressed Mr. B.

"Is ready," he said, "I'll show `im how it works, no?"

"Have fun, Cody," Mr. Blakeworth said and smacked my ass as he left,
closing the door behind him.  I looked at Mr. Rodriguez. He was wearing a
grey overall, patches with the school logo and his name on them. I had seen
him around before and thought he was super-hot, mid-thirties, black wavy
hair, brown skin, brilliant hazel eyes that matched his skin tone
exactly. While I stared he unzipped his overall and flopped out his monster
cock.

It was darker than the rest of him, and while I have serviced a lot of
uncut cocks, like my dad, I had never seen so much foreskin in my life, it
dimpled together easily over his head about an inch despite the fact he was
getting hard. It was veined and fat, and looked like it almost matched the
nine inch length of my dad.

He shook it at me. "Get on it," was all he said and I fell to my knees in
front of him devouring the musky sweet churrizo, pulling back the musky
hood and slurping out the delicious cheese there. He groaned when I took
his cock to the root, swallowing him whole easily, he was a little shorter
than my dad, a little thinner than Beef, so it was actually pretty easy.

Suddenly he pulled out and flipped open the trapdoor next to him to reveal
a glory hole, through which I could see the boy's bathroom across from the
main office. "It's all for you sweet thing, anytime you wanna suck dick you
can just come right here and kneel at this hole and suck anything and
everything that comes through it."

As he spoke I heard the door open and Chip Marsdon sauntered around the
partition into the bathroom, all 6 feet and 190 pounds of champion wrestler
that he is. He walked over to the urinal and pulled out his dick but before
he started to piss Mr. Rodriguez hissed through the hole at him.

Chip jumped and looked down at the hole, his eyes wide and his dick still
in his hand. Mr. Rodriguez pushed me down on his cock while he knelt at the
hole and had a whispered conversation with the wrestler then stood up,
pulling my face with him. I was confronted with the senior's flaccid dick
hanging through the hole and the command "Drink!"

I clamped my lips around Chip's dick and waited, slipping my tongue back
and forth across the flare at the base of his head. I felt Mr. Rodriguez
open my pants up and push then down and as Chip's piss started to flow down
my throat the fat Spanish cock pushed it's way into my hole on the loads
planted there by Mr. B, my dad and Beef.

Chip didn't have to piss much and soon his dick was getting hard in my
mouth. It wasn't huge, maybe 7 inches and pretty thin, but it was nice and
tasty and I sucked it for all I was worth. I figured he had brought a lot
of attention and awards to our school he deserved a good blowjob.

Pretty soon both men were grunting and I felt them both getting harder, one
in my ass-pussy, the other in my throat. Almost as if they had timed it
they began to spew together, thick ropes of Latin cream joined the mix in
my cock slot, thick gooey WASP cum sloshing into my belly.

As soon as he shot Chip pulled out of the hole and was gone before I knew
it, Mr. Rodriguez pulled out of my ass with a slurp and chuckled.

"You stay here `til fifth period bell, boy, then go to the conference room
in the office."

Just as Mr. Rodriguez slipped out of the closet another guy came into the
boy's bathroom. I looked at him through the hole. He was somebody's dad for
sure, not a teacher at the school, a little on the soft looking side but he
readily slipped his cock through the hole when I gestured to him through
it. The next couple hours were going to be a lot of fun.