Date: Tue, 26 Jul 2011 10:29:32 +0100 (BST)
From: Mr. D <dionyssos00@yahoo.no>
Subject: What was I thinking, part twenty

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What was I thinking, part twenty


Dave and John started running the instant they had closed Mr McFly's office
door. They ran until they were well outside the building. Just as they sat
down on a bench in the schoolyard the lunch bell rang.

"Holy shit! I can't believe we just did that"

"Nether can I. I think we might be in serious trouble Dave. We can't avoid
Mr McFly longer than until next PE class"

"Then we are in trouble. PE is the last class of TODAY"

"You are right. We need to think of some excuse not to be there"

"And if we can't? Do we skip class?"

"I don't know Dave. When you say it like that I'm thinking that would only
attract attention. I think we will have to play it cool and take what is
coming. I do not think our well hung PE teacher is likely to tell on us, do
you?"

"He would probably lose his job. He could even get arrested!"

"So what ever we do keeping our mouths shut is part of the plan"

"I totally agree with you, WHAT WERE WE THINKING"

"We probably didn't think. That is the problem"

The two young boys were trying hard not to panic. They went to the
cafeteria and kept their distance from the other students. They exchanged
glances over lunch, but nether of them said a word. The rest of the day
went slowly. The closer to the PE class they got, the more fear they could
feel. Dave had almost broken down when the English teacher had asked if he
was OK. "You seem a bit distressed Dave. Do you want to talk about it?"
Dave had answered a quick "no" and left the classroom in a hurry. The next
class was Maths. Even if they both thought that the subject of the day was
easy it kept their minds occupied.

Just before the bell rang the maths teacher announced that PE was
cancelled. Mr. McFly had fallen ill and had gone home. Dave and John sighed
in relief and felt light headed. That was the best news all day. Not only
had they escaped PE, the day was shortened and they could go home.

"Is you father picking you up after school today Dave?"

"No he is not. I'm taking the bus home"

"Would you like to come to my place? It is a lot nearer and your dad could
pick you up later?"

"Not today John. I need some time to think things over. I think, hell I
KNOW we stepped over a line today and I need to sort my head out"

"OK I will be doing the same back home. It is quite some time before dad
gets back from work. I will have some time to think too"

"See you tomorrow John"

"See'ya"

There was a bus that John could take, but he preferred to walk. It was not
so far and he needed to cool his head. As he was walking along he tried to
imagine the consequences that had to follow. If he did not tell a soul, and
Dave and Mr McFly did the same, perhaps he was home free. A voice in the
back of his mind was telling him he would not get off the hook that
easily. In one hand he held his guilt; in the other he held his horny
mind. He could still smell and taste that huge cock. It had been so long it
took forever to lick the entire length of it. It was a good deal longer
than his dad's pecker, but it had seemed a less thick. The musky scent had
hit him in the face when he kneeled down. At first it seemed repulsive, but
that sensation quickly passed. The scent seemed to get better and better
over time and John could not get enough of it. He had been in a trance like
state when licking and sucking his teachers cock and balls. Dave seemed
just as dazed as he was. They never needed to communicate. They just moved
their heads and tongues around without ever being in the way of the
other. Each time Dave's sweet breath brushed against his face he could
smell the musky cock scent mixed in. It had been fantastic! Judging by the
sounds that Mr McFly had made, it was quite clear he had enjoyed it
all. The final proof of that was revealed as he began to shoot his cum down
John's throat. The feeling of having his teacher cum in his mouth was both
bizarre and extremely exiting. Before John could help himself his cock was
hard again.

************

Frank sat on the couch in the living room and waited for John to come
home. The first scare of the day was him being home early. John turned the
corner and jumped high when he saw his dad already home.

"Hi Dad. What are you doing home so early?"

"I decided to come home early today. I notice you are home early too?"

"Oh yeah, PE was cancelled. My math teacher told us that Mr McFly had
fallen ill and had gone home"

Frank just nodded in agreement. He studied his son for a little while. John
was about to head for his room when Frank continued to speak.

"So how was your day son?"

"It was good. There might be some bug in the air. Mr McFly was not the only
one sick today"

"Let's hope you don't catch it then. I would hate to have to stay home and
take care of you"

Frank smiled one of his friendly smiles at his son. John seemed to get the
irony and flashed a huge grin back at him.

"Yeah Dad. That would be such a drag"

"Why don't you come and sit with me for a while. I have something on my
mind that needs telling"

"What's up Dad? I hope it's not anything bad?"

"It's nothing bad. At least it is not bad for me"

John sat down next to his father and looked expectantly at him. Frank could
see that a lot was going on in his mind right now. Perhaps he was thinking
he would get away with his actions? Frank took a breath. This was not as
easy as he had thought it to be.

"I have met someone John"

"Really? That's cool!"

"In fact I have not only met a man I have fallen in love with him too"

"This is great news Dad. I'm so happy for you. Will I get to meet him?"

"You kind of already did meet him John that is where this gets a little
complicated"

Frank was looking very carefully at his son's reaction. There was no way
John could come to the conclusion that his newly found love was his PE
teacher. Never the less it was clear that John's mind was running over
every man he had met the last few months. He tried to connect the dots, but
came up short.

"You actually see him rather often John"

"Dad! You are killing me who is it?"

"Before this day turns to evening, you will know who he is and you will
have met him again"

"Is he coming over today?"

"Actually he is already here. He is waiting in my bedroom. Should I go and
get him or do you want to go to have a look for your self?"

"Why don't you go and get him Dad?"

"OK I will, but I want this to be a little more exiting. You will keep your
eyes closed"

"Come on Dad!"

"I mean it son. If you do not promise to keep your eyes closed I will get
something to blindfold you with"

"OK, OK, I promise to keep them closed!"

"Good"

Frank waited until John closed his eyes before he got up. He walked into
the bedroom and fetched Stanly. They took great care to be quiet on the
return so that John would not know where they were at. Frank sat back down
next to John while Stanly took his pose behind John. He was good on his
promise to keep his eyes shut.

"Don't open them just yet son. Perhaps you'll recognize his voice?"

"Hello John. Do you know who I am?"

Frank saw an immediate reaction on John's face. Terror crossed his face and
his eyes opened wide. He seemed a little confused when he did not see
anyone else there.

"I know that voice!"

He turned his head and stared straight into Mr McFly's torso. John got up
and took a step back.

"Holy shit! It IS my PE teacher"

"Watch you language son"

Frank saw John trying really hard to wipe the terror off his face, but he
could not control himself. He looked pretty much like a trapped
animal. Frank was pretty sure what his son was feeling and decided not to
push this too far.

"Well yes he is John. Does that create a problem?"

"Yes, I mean NO, not at all. I'm just surprised that's all"

Stanly was just standing there smiling and trying to look as friendly as
possible. The fact that he was calm only stressed out poor John even
more. John managed to take his eyes off Stanly and anchored his gaze firmly
to the floor. Frank began to feel a little sorry for him now.

"John, look at me son. It is not the end of the world"

Without looking up he replied;

"Are you sure about that Dad?"

"I'm quite sure John. We will work things out, but first we need to have a
small talk about your day"

"He told you? I was..."

"You were counting on him not telling a soul. You would probably be right
about that had it not been for our relationship"

"Well, yes..."

John fell silent and kept looking at the floor for a little while
longer. Then he looked up at Stanly and had a pleading face. Even an angel
would have a hard time looking that innocent.

"I am really sorry Mr McFly. Dave and I didn't plan anything. We were just
curious what you did when you did not teach in class. That's all, I
swear. I still do not know what came over me"

"I forgive you John, but I really need you to promise me two things. First,
you can never tell a soul about what happened in my office. That would get
me in serious trouble with the law and I'll loose my job for sure, and
probably go to jail"

"OK I promise. What's the second thing?"

"The second thing is that you promise to do that to me again when your Dad
is watching `cos that was one hell of a blow job!"


---To be continued---

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