Chapter 1
Mr Smith is a very strict maths teacher; his methods of teaching the boys are best described as old fashioned. The last class of today is nearing its end, an especially fiendish algebra class full of modular geometry, which completes the maths course for the semester. I hope my hard work with the boys has payed off, he thinks, as he holds all of his students close to his heart; It is his desire that they all pass the state test which would allow them to progress to the next academic year. The classroom Mr Smith teaches in is composed of the local boys, most of whom come from poor and underprivileged backgrounds. They have been dealt a poor hand in life, something Mr Smith thinks shouldn’t prevent them from reaching their full potential. Some of them are sure to fail the end of year test he thinks glumly, it is an infamously difficult test, known as the state test. Mr Smith looks over his class of 10 boys and notes which ones are likely to fail – Greg, Ben and Victor. His gaze lingers on little Victor, with his shining blonde hair and big innocent brown eyes. His best-looking student was is also his worst.
Victor, a blonde fluffball of a boy, isn’t enjoying the lesson at all, he is terrible at maths, and he finds the lesson extremely boring and tedious. Sitting down for long periods of time makes Victor very horny, his little cock is hard as he struggles to do the most basic question. He spends the majority of the lessons, day dreaming about wanking off his hard-little cock, over his sister Zoey’s tits, and then fingering her wet cunt, which he’s never done before.
I wonder what my sister’s cunt tastes like, thinks Victor absently as he finally just gives up on the question and copy’s down the answer of the boy sitting next to him. Sometimes he dreams that a man will strip him naked, and then fuck his tight arse hole with a massive cock, before filling his horny boy but full of delicious man cum – the thought of man cum in his arse makes victor extra horny.
I wonder what hot cum in my arse would feel like, he thinks, yawning at the boredom of Mr Smith talking in the back ground about Xs and Ys on a graph.
During lesson time he likes to bat his pretty long lashed eyes at Mr Smith, as Mr smith often gazes hungrily at him throughout classes and when they meet in the school corridors, not that victor minds, actually he finds Mr Smith’s attention rather funny and amusing. Maybe Mr Smith will fuck my arse and suck my little cock, thinks Victor , who’s cock is now rock hard , at the idea of being sucked off by a man.
Throughout the School Term Victor had on many occasions intentionally teased Mr Smith. Often Victor had cheekily stood very close to Mr Smith when they discussed his latest disastrous homework, and would then deliberately brush his but on Mr Smith, who would uncontrollably groan quietly in sexual arousal. Once, when Mr Smith was explaining some difficult geometry to Victor, after a class, when they were both standing over a table with a graph on it, Victor had managed to innocently position his but against Mr Smith’s crotch for a good 10 seconds and had continually rubbed his tight boy bum against Mr Smith’s hardening crotch, Victor had felt delightfully naughty after that and had even got a little hard himself. Victor had pretended like nothing happened afterwards, as he enjoys playing the innocent, cute boy act, when secretly he is a horny sex animal, who will manipulate men for sex.
Victor knows Mr Smith likes him in that way, it is just so obvious with the way Mr smith looks at him all the time like he is a piece of meat, ready to be eaten. On other occasions past, Victor would on purposely bend over to do his shoe laces in front of Mr smith, and push his but out for Mr Smith to look at, Mr Smith then always gives his little boy but a hungry and predatory look – he probably wants to get his tongue inside my bum hole, thought Victor. Victor wondered what it feels like to have a man’s wet tongue lashing his tight but hole, feeling the hole being penetrated by a man’s wet horny tongue – it would feel amazing, thinks Victor.
While Victor likes teasing Mr Smith for his own amusement he does it also to use Mr Smith’s desire for him to his advantage, which seems like the smart thing to do, seeing as he is so bad at maths.
The bell rings to dismiss the class, and everybody starts packing away their books and pencil cases. Mr Smith shouts over the noise of the boys packing their things away.
‘right class don’t forget homework, questions on page 46 to 47, just do the odd numbered questions. Some of them are quite tricky so just try your hardest, and have a good evening. Also, Victor I’d like a word with you about your recent homework effort.’
Someone jeers at this, but Victor can’t immediately determine who, as he is busy fondly remembering fucking another boy in the showers last week- rubbing his hard-little cock on the boys but, the boy was too shy to say anything, he had been selected as team fuckboy because he was shy, weak but also very pretty, he basically looked like a girl. Victor had taken advantage of the new fuckboy kid’s shyness and had satisfied his sexual boy needs, thrusting amorously into the other boy’s soft arse and climaxing inside the newbie’s tight hole, the other boys had taken turns after wards, and it’s said the new fuckboy has a nice new gaping arse hole, for future use by the soccer team. The boy who jeered was probably Dimitrov he thinks, the boy who always gets full marks on all his assignments.
‘Unlucky blondie’ says Dimitrov as he swaggers pass Victor, who responds with a half-hearted curse, everyone knows Dimitrov as just an annoying nerd, who tries too hard at school.
Ronny, victor’s friend sitting next to him, says to Victor
‘What a loser he is. Come on, do you want to play with my new action figure at my house?’
Victor replies ‘yes, that sounds fun, but I think Mr smith wants to talk to me about my homework, but I’ll come afterwards’
‘cool, don’t be too long though, our next enemy is a Chinese dragon’ Ronny said. They grin at each other, both looking forward to the imaginary battles they would create at Rony’s house.
Ronny finishes packing his stuff away and files out with his other class mates, giving Victor a final thumbs up as he leaves the classroom.
Mr Smith starts wiping down the black board, erasing the endless lines of algebra. The room was now empty apart from the teacher and Victor. Victor brushes his golden blonde hair away from his face and straightens his tie. He on purposely put on his tightest school trousers today, to accentuate his perky arse, and hopes Mr Smith appreciates this. He hopes his cute good looks and tight slender body will help with Mr Smith again, but is still very worried. He has been able to get away with poor homework in the past but now that the final exam is approaching, he doesn’t know what he is going to do.
Mr Smith removes his jacket and beckons Victor to come and sit by his desk. Victor reluctantly does as he is bid. He feels incredibly nervous and apprehensive because he hadn’t even bothered to answer any of the homework questions.
‘right Victor , lets have a look now at your homework , shall we?’ Mr. Smith draws Victor’s work out from a pile of student’s homework.
He puts on his spectacles and reads through the homework, re familiarising himself with the mark he has given Victor. After a few minutes of tense silence, he puts down the paper. Mr Smith takes off his glasses and sighs heavily.
‘look victor, you’ve scored a dismal 3 out of 100. It’s extremely disappointing and clearly not acceptable. At this rate you’ll never pass the state test. Clearly you need some serious intervention to prevent you from failing the State test. Do you have anything to say in response?’
Despite being very bad at maths Victor is actually a very bright boy, albeit mischievous. How can I play Mr. Smith? thinks Victor. Clearly, due to the severity of his failure in the recent homework he will have to step up his game to please Mr Smith. If I can just get him to give me a pass for this homework, and perhaps even the state test, then everything will be ok, thinks Victor. Victor knows if he fails to pass the state test, which is likely given his recent low effort, his future career prospects will be limited to low paid manual labour, and he thinks, who wants to spend their life doing that?
Victor gives his most adorable sniffle, trying to show he is sad and disappointed in himself, then gives a light flick of his blonde hair, just a light tease to get started, he thinks.
Unflinchingly, he gazes at Mr Smith with his widest, most innocent brown eyes and in his high unbroken voice, says
‘I’m really sorry Mr Smith, I just find it very hard to concentrate on my homework.’ Victor calculates a sob story will be his best bet in softening the heart of Mr Smith so that the teacher lets his guard down. This paves the way for the next stage in the manipulation of his maths teacher – hot, sweaty and intense but fucking, vigorous sucking and hungry swallowing. With Victor’s ultimate aim getting Mr Smith to give him a pass on the State test – perhaps through black mail if necessary.
‘you see sir, my Mother and father abandoned me to my Aunt Sue when I was very young. I live with her and my sister Zoey in a tiny 2-bedroom apartment, in the worst part of the city. My Aunt Sue says my parents are too poor to look after me, she said that I’ll never see them again, and I can’t remember anything about them anyway.’
Mr Smith is shocked to hear this; his heart goes out to this little boy who doesn’t even live with his parents. No wonder he doesn’t concentrate in lessons, or do his homework properly, thinks Mr Smith, he has no one supporting him.
Pretending to sob slightly Victor continues ‘I’ve never had my father around to give me proper discipline sir. And I think that may be the problem with me and my lack of concentration. If only someone would discipline me properly I might learn my lesson.’
‘Yes Victor, I think that is the problem with you – a lack of discipline. But how can we improve your discipline?’
Victor knows just how. He is delighted that the conversation is going according to his plan to seduce Mr. Smith. Although Mr Smith has a wife and 2 daughters he has had to pretend his whole life he is attracted to women when actually his sexual desires are for pretty little boys like Victor. Who can blame Mr Smith for being attracted to pretty little boys like me? Victor thinks. Boys who have gorgeous cute faces and tight soft buttocks. Boys who have smooth soft skin and little hard cocks just waiting to be sucked by horny men like Mr Smith. At Victor’s age, he is starting to develop his sexual drive, and often feels sexually frustrated and horny all the time. I need a man to satisfy my sexual pre-pubescent cravings, thinks Victor. A man who will suck my hard-little cock when I get horny on waking up ,Victor thinks , or fuck my tight arse hole hard and cum inside me, to satisfy my needs as a horny , dirty little boy.
Victor, who although seems cute and innocent, has a very dirty and naughty mind like most little boys his age. Victor’s Aunt Sue still buys him silly plastic toys and playing cards , he isn’t interested in that , only on getting naked and satisfying his horny cock. Mr Smith must have a lot of bottled up sexual tension, Victor thinks, and this makes Victor very horny, he feels his little dick give a twitch, it wants to come out and play.
‘sir maybe, if you give me physical discipline, then surely this will leave a deeper impression in me, so that I put more effort into my homework’
Victor stands up, and before Mr Smith can say anything, he bends down over Mr Smith’s lap, so presenting his bottom for a spanking. Victor doesn’t have time for men who inhibit their sexualities, he knows Mr Smith wants his body, and Victor is determined to use this to his advantage and enjoy himself along the way.
Physical punishment at the school is commonplace and indeed encouraged by the state. Due to the boys all coming from poor and underprivileged backgrounds many of the boys have to be taught who is in charge. Mr Smith rarely physically disciplines the boys he teaches, as he believes most of them do try very hard at maths and are obedient to his instructions. But he realises perhaps he has been lax with victor and the fact he hasn’t physically disciplined him before has in part contributed to his poor grades and homework. There is no official teachers rulebook on how to spank the boys in the school, but one is expected to spank the buttocks hard to leave a lasting impact on the boy, so that their behaviour is corrected.
Mr Smith is slightly unsure of himself, with such a beautiful innocent creature spread on his lap, Victor meanwhile understands he is totally at the mercy of Mr Smith. To start the discipling of victor, Mr Smith runs his hands firmly over Victors small bum, subconsciously admiring how soft and full Victors arse is. The teacher then takes a firm grip of each soft buttock and gently squeezes, so judging how hard to spank Victor but also admiring the shape and feel of the boy’s young buttocks. His small arse is well toned and very firm from the strenuous exercise regime the boys do at school. They play many hours of sport each week, including soccer and cross country.
Victor meanwhile, spread helplessly on Mr Smith’s lap can feel the man’s hands griping and groping his arse, it feels ticklish, which makes him squirm slightly, it also feels very strange to Victor –sure he’s used to being groped and touched in a sexual way by men and women all the time, Victor loves being touched by everyone, he has so many experiences of being taken advantage.
Chapter 2
I’ve been groped by so many horny men, thinks Victor, they just can’t get enough of my soft tight arse, he thinks is the reason. Men such as other horny male teachers.
His Latin teacher Mr Dickenson for example, who would always smile at Victor, as his hand would dart out lightning quick to explore the contours of Victors irresistibly tight arse, for half a second, when he thought no one else was looking after class; his soccer coach who grabbed his penis in the showers before the rest of the team got in, this instantly made little Victor shriek in surprised pleasure, Victor’s little cock had responded to the touch by instantly hardening , the teacher had then pressed his mouth to Victors and aggressively slipped his tongue into Victors mouth, Victor’s tongue was mauled by the teachers tongue. Fuck yes, dominate me, my little cock is so hard Victor had thought at the time
all this time the sports coach was rapidly stroking Victor’s rock hard little cock, and Victor had returned the favour ,stroking the teachers massive horse cock , which was almost as long as Victors arm, they had both grunted in pleasure, Victor in a high little boy squeak , the coach in hoarse deep grunts like a bull, as they passionately jerked each other off, and victor had his mouth brutally explored by the teachers thick wet tongue. Suddenly though, they both heard doors opening signalling that the other boys had entered the changing rooms, they heard them talking and shrieking as they stripped for the showers.
Knowing that they didn’t have long Victor rapidly increased the speed and intensity of stroking the coaches hard horse cock, please thought Victor, please cum, I want your hot cum to shoot all over me. Victor couldn’t even believe he was thinking this, a moment again he was having a shower after a training session and had no idea the coach would come to pleasure him, now he was just desperate to get as much from this situation as possible. Their mouths had disengaged with a loud sucking noise, in a wet mass of their mixed saliva, and now they were gazing into each other’s eyes, both man and boy panting hard with exhilarating sexual delirium
‘you’re a naughty little boy, aren’t you?’ grunted the coach, who towered over Victor.
‘I just love cock, Sir, and yours is huge and hard, and feels good in my hand. Are you going to cum all over me Sir? I would like that sir. I am a very horny little boy, sir, please cum for me.’ Victor whispered this in his most dirty voice, but also hoped that the other boys weren’t hearing anything as they stripped.
Victor continued stroking the horse cock as fast and as hard as he could, his hand didn’t even fit round the width of the cocks shaft it was so big. It dawned on Victor that he wouldn’t get the coaches hot cum in time, the other boys would probably all run in and catch them, Victor mid stroke, and he was such a horny boy at that moment, he would have killed to be covered in man seed. In one swift motion, Victor got down on his knees on the wet tiles of the shower room, the naked boy kneeling and the naked coach cock out, made a beautiful scene in the rolling shower steam.
Victor gave the cock a good look, now he was on his knees, he noticed the blue veins, all over the shaft and the soft bell end, his favourite part of a cock , as it was the softest to touch and the most sensitive. The coach anticipating what Victor was about to do, grabbed a fistful of his wet blonde hair , Victor took a deep breath, then took the cock in his mouth, Victor took 3 thrusts of the cock before pulling out for a quick breath. Victor then slobbered all over the coaches cock, spitting on it and using his tongue to work his saliva around the cock , some of his saliva dripped off the cock in sticky drops , but victor sucked for all his little body was worth.
He flicked his tongue against the cocks hole on the tip , while feeling the coaches massive testicles. The coach was thrusting deeply into Victor’s mouth, the cock going halfway down victor’s throat, making him gag on the cock. The coach had a hard grip of Victor hair, as was using it as a grip to power the thrusts of his cock into Victors mouth. Suddenly the coach grunted at the same time his cock in Victors mouth erupted , spewing squirts of hot cum into Victor’s mouth. Victor’s swallowed the mouthful of cum , it was the best nourishment he had ever got. The teachers cock, grew flaccid , and victor couldn’t believe what he had just done. Suddenly naked boys started flooding into the showers , dragging the fuck boys by the hair ready for usage , and in the upheaval , caused by argument about who got to use the fuckboy first , the teacher and victor were un noticed or ignored.
There is also his older sister Zoey, who is in her late teens and works as a local nurse part time in the hospital. Zoey lives with Victor and Aunt Sue in their small apartment. When Zoey isn’t working she is usually busy helping make sure Aunt Sue is Ok, as Aunt Sue is now very frail in her old age and is becoming dependent on Zoey to look after her. Zoey has blonde hair like Victor, with a slim body, and Victor knows, firm breasts. When Victor is feeling homesick of his real mother, who he hasn’t seen for many years, Zoey pretends she is Victors mother, and before he goes to bed at night will let him suckle at her breasts, which he does hungrily.
‘you love sucking on your sisters tit don’t you, naughty little boy’ Zoey would whisper in Victor’s ear as he sucked her tit contently, or sometimes when he was too overzealous, ‘ oww , watch it fuck boy , watch your fucking teeth on your sister’s tit’.
Victor loves sucking on his sister’s pink nipples, the hardness of his sister’s nipple is his mouth while he feels the softness of her breasts in his hands, coupled with the sweet way they gaze into each other’s eyes, while Victor has his mouth latched onto one of Zoey’s cream coloured breasts, helps to take his mind off his absent parents. It is their way of coping with living with no parents, filling the emotional void through physical intimacy. Zoey always smelled of summer flowers, which suited her personality. She was a bright and joyful person, or at least Victor thought so. Zoey and Victor were very close and many times Zoey would walk Victor to school, holding his hand as he skipped along. Every aspect of Victor’s life, Zoey was involved in – from feeding him, putting him to sleep in their special way and washing him.
She would wash him in the old bath tub and always gave him extra bubble liquid which made him happy – when his Aunt used to wash him, she only gave him a tiny amount, and if he asked for more, she slapped his naked arse hard, and told him to ‘shut the fuck up’. When Zoey cleaned and washed him, he being the horny, dirty boy that he was, would get very hard when she rubbed her soapy hands against his cock and scrotum to clean them. She would always laugh at how fast his cock went from soft to rock hard as she massaged her soapy hands into his penis and smooth ball sack to clean them, and he would giggle along with her, content to have his hard cock cleaned by his wonderful sister.
If he had been a good boy that day, such as if he had cleaned his room or washed the dishes, then as a reward, Zoey would continue to gently stroke his hard iron cock, even though it was already clean, while viciously tickling his hairless scrotum, making his testicles feel like they were about to burst with warm tickly pleasure. This reward would make Victor groan in boyful pleasure, his heart would be racing and hammering in his chest, and he would say:
‘wank my little hard cock Zoey, please don’t stop, it feels so fucking good’.
Her typical response was always condescending, as if she knew what little boys wanted, and that they thought only with their hard-little cocks,
‘little horny boy, you like that sexual relief, don’t you? Nice hard little cock, oh yes look how hard you are, how big your cock is, you just love it when your sister pleasures you’ and ‘ooh you like it when I touch your little boy balls do you?’ as he would squirm and squeak when her hands cupped his scrotum, squeezing each teste at first gently then more firmly, till it almost hurt , and he would squeak even louder. ‘Little horny boy, you love your sister touching you’
She would bring him to the edge of his climax, as close as he could get to his orgasm, before stopping the hand job, slapping his bare soapy arse hard, and telling him he was a naughty, cheeky, little fuck boy who deserved his little hand jobs but didn’t deserve an orgasm.
He would try to finish himself off, but his sister would stop him, grabbing his arms and forcefully pinning them behind his back, holding him while he screamed and cried, tried to kick and bite, to break free and relieve the burning sexual need to orgasm. She held him till she was satisfied his hard-little cock, deprived of her magical touches, became soft. He would continue to scream and cry in sheer sexual frustration, so intense was the want to finish and climax, but his sister would just smile gleefully, tell him to ‘shut his dirty fucking boy mouth’ and then spank him hard again, on his wet soapy buttocks, till he had calmed down. Sometimes it took a large number of spanks to get his sex crazed body and mind under control, and to clear the mists which descend, when a horny boy wants his relief.
She knew he couldn’t get off on his own without her to bring him most of the way , he also knew it was hopeless and never tried to on his own , the magic just wasn’t there, even though the intense burning need remained , and got stronger.
By starving Victor from orgasming, she found that he was easier to control on a day to day basis, almost similar to a kennel owner under feeding their dogs so they are obedient, and know who is master, and she liked having that control over her dirty little brother, whose cock was always hard, even though she knew it was cruel to wank him but never fully relieve him, his sexual energy had been building for years.
She hoped his sex starved mind could perhaps direct its energy into a better performance at school, but really, she didn’t care about that. As long as she was queen of her little brother’s horny hard boy cock, and had complete control over it, she was satisfied.
She liked to keep his boy arse clean as well, always massaging her soapy hands into his firm soft buttocks before cleaning his tight arse hole, which she did with deep penetrations of her finger, causing him to close his eyes, gasping in pleasure. He was very good with his anus, never tensing, keeping it relaxed, which made it easier for her finger to get inside, as the tight ness of his arse hole would sometimes make it difficult to penetrate or extract, although he still sighs heavily in pleasure when her fingers would first enter.
‘fuck , Zoey , your finger is so deep in my hole ’
‘you like that, don’t you little Victor? My fingers deep in your tight boy arse’ she would say, while he could only groan and nod in affirmation of this, too lost in the intensely pleasurable feeling of his anus being repeatedly penetrated and played with.
A hard feeling underneath Victor brought him back to the present, it was the teachers hard cock pressing painfully into victor’s scrotum as he lay on Mr Smith’s lap. He squired with naughty delight. This was the first time a man has so thoroughly felt up his arse, it feels amazing thinks Victor, he can feel his little cock is already iron hard pushing against the teacher’s enthusiastic boner. Victor suddenly clenches his buttocks hard, squirms his body and squeaks boyishly in delightful shock, he had felt a finger right in his but crack against his sensitive tight arsehole, and a lightening of pleasure had coursed through him.
‘ah Sir, make me a good boy, please sir, I’m such a naughty bad boy’ Victor says innocently, but he means it seductively.
Mr Smith grunts coarsely in confirmation to Victor that this is exactly what he intends to do
Spankings are very common at the school and sometimes the pupils are spanked in front of the whole class to humiliate them and to sow fear into the rest of the pupils. Most spanked boys said they had sore buttocks for days.
‘right, let’s start this’ Victor hears Mr Smith say.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Three hard spanks in quick succession, Victor whimpers at the sharp pain he feels, and instinctively reaches his hand back to protect his exposed backside.
Mr Smith feels the boy squirm and wiggle on his lap as he strikes him, can feel the movement of the boy’s soft body against his hard cock. He hadn’t meant for his cock to get so hard so quickly, but he couldn’t control his cock, it had a mind of its own. His cock wanted Victor’s soft tight arse, it didn’t care about social norms or values, morals or even the law, it wanted to penetrate a tight boy hole and fill it with its warm wet cum and would not be satisfied until then.
Victor’s whimpering’s sound like high squeaks from a mouse, and the sound of a boy’s submissive squeaks, triggers a carnal prehistoric urge in Mr Smith which every man has, to sexually dominate young boys using physical power, so he spanks Victor 5 more times, so asserting his masculine dominance over the helpless beautiful boy. The boy had tried to reach his hand back to stop the beating but Mr Smith had firmly held it down, while savagely striking the boys firm buttocks.
The sound of spanking and boy whimpering echoes around the empty classroom. Victor knows that Mr Smith thinks he is in control, and Victor allows him to think this, but the truth is he has complete control of the situation, as he had set the whole thing up.
Mr Smith thinks he has done the necessary thing, and that he has carried out the task in the appropriate way. A part of his mind, or more likely his iron hard cock ,tells him just to get the boy over a desk and fuck his tight arse into submission, but Mr Smith forcefully represses this secret, forbidden and socially taboo urge which he gets with a lot of the boys, especially pretty prepubescent ones like Victor.
Mr Smith is about to tell the boy he can leave, as he has taught Victor his lesson. But then he remembers his wife telling him that she was going to have a girl’s night out on the town. This means there was no immediate reason for Mr Smith to go home early. He could spend all night fucking this tight boy!
Suddenly he thinks what will his wife think of him, if he fucks this little boy? She will probably be disgusted and ashamed of him, and this gives him pause. Contrary to what Victor thinks Mr Smith does love fucking his wife, they have passionate sex every night. Mr Smith loves fucking his wife’s wet cunt, hearing her moans and gasps of pleasure as his cock pounds her hairy vagina. The smell of her cunt turns him on as well, tongue fucking her cunt and having her cum in his mouth is a favourite of Mr Smith. The problem is he just has a severe craving for boys, he needs them sexually as much as he needs to fuck his wife. This is why he has so much built up sexual power, even though he fucks his wife every night.
Victor detaches himself from the teachers lap and gingerly, as his bottom hurts, stands up in front of Mr Smith, Victor can feel his cock straining against his tight school trousers, he’s never felt his little cock so hard, it feels like he has a rod of iron welded to his crotch.
‘thank you, sir,’ Victor says this with a seductive smile, then Victor feels triumphant as he subtly looks at the huge bulge in Mr Smith’s pants – the teachers cock is definitely rock hard! That makes the 2 of us thinks Victor. My plan is working, Victor thinks.
The sight of the hard bulge of the teacher, is clear evidence to Victor that Mr Smith desperately wants to fuck him, but Victor knows he will need a final last bit of encouragement to wipe out all vestiges of the teacher’s ‘self-control’- an un-natural conditioned repression of man’s natural sexual urges to fuck prepubescent boys , created by ignorant governments and spread by the bias media, thinks Victor , and others not enlightened with the urge to fuck horny little boys , he thinks. But he doesn’t care about those people, he will get this man to fuck him, he knows it, victory is close, he thinks.
After that Mr Smith will fuck me like a sexually charged bull, thinks Victor. This fact makes Victor gleeful, it will be his tool to use in getting Mr Smith to give him a pass for his state test and his future homework’s. Victor’s little hard cock throbs, it desperately wants to see some action, he is now sexually charged up after the hurt core foreplay and thinks he is ready for some fucking.
‘Well I think its time for you to go home now Victor’ Mr Smith says in a reluctant half-hearted way ‘I hope I’ve taught you your lesson’
Mr Smith notices the bulge in the boy’s school trousers and can see Victor looking at him coyly as if the boy saw him looking at his boner and liked it.
‘I don’t want to go home just yet Sir’ Instead of going home or moving towards the door, Victor starts undoing his trousers. He then takes off his shoes, and then takes off his tight trousers. Victor can now see the glint in Mr Smith’s eye, all the mental constraints Mr Smith had, have now dissipated, against the beauty of Victor; it will be hard fucking all the way from here, Victor thinks. Victor next removes his school blazer, shirt and tie, so is left standing in front of Mr Smith in a tight pair of boxers and nothing else.
Mr Smith, who is still sitting, is looking at an angel, he can fully appreciate Victors body. His thick, lustrous golden hair, his pretty delicate face with flawless skin, and those deep hazel eyes, which he wants to gaze into as he fucks Victors tight arse. Look how soft his lips are, thinks Mr Smith, he wants to delicately kiss those lips, drive his tongue into victor’s boy mouth and lock their wet tongues together, and taste Victors boy saliva. He wants to get those soft red boy lips around his throbbing bull cock, hear the boy gag on his cock, and fill Victors mouth with his hot white seed.
Victor strips off his boxer’s and throws them playfully at Mr Smith, giggling playfully all the while. Then he pretends to be shy, covering his private parts, but it’s difficult, as his boy erection is so obvious, the shaft slight more than a 45-degree angle, due to the horniness of Victor. Victor turns slowly, allowing Mr Smith time to take in the beauty of his naked boy body, the utter perfection of its form. The smooth skin, smooth round boy buttocks, slightly red after the spanking, his rock-hard boy cock, and his testes, dangling slightly, also, slightly swollen or enlarged, as if anticipating the sex to come. Mr Smith can almost smell the boy hormones coming from Victors beautiful dangling testes, the smell of a horny beautiful boy, who’s chemicals are signalling for Men to fuck him, to stimulate his pubescence.
Mr Smith wastes no time in stripping off himself now, until there are 2 naked people in the maths classroom, both boy and man cock erect, both eyeing each other’s body hungrily. Victor feels Mr Smith firmly grasp both his buttocks, 1 in each hand, and draws Victor towards him. Victor makes sure to relax his body, even though nervous sexual excitement is coursing through him and his heart is hammering for sex. Victor eagerly lets himself be pulled to Mr Smith. While stripping Victor noticed with quiet satisfaction, the hairy broad chest of Mr Smith, the huge erect cock. Victor was always amazed at how hairy men were, hair around the groin, legs, chest, arms – almost like a nest, Victor thinks, for tight sexy young boys like him to find sanctuary in.
Mr Smith gives victor a quick peck on the lips, victor smiles at the gentleness of the kiss, Mr Smith still thinks I’m a soft cutie, thinks Victor, he is about as soft, as his iron hard cock right now, which is not a tall . He lets himself be kissed on the lips by his teacher, making sure he is docile and relaxed, to encourage Mr Smith’s firmness, quick gentle pecks on the lips but each one hungrier and wetter than the last. Victor then himself responds hungrily, overcome with his sex drive, kissing Mr Smith, feeling his stubble rough against his mouth and cheeks, then they slip their tongues in to each other’s mouths. Mr Smith’s tongue hungrily explores Victors mouth, caressing the boys wet tongue with his own, boy saliva tastes sweet as nectar thinks Mr Smith, then his tongue over powers Victors, and slips his tongue deeper into victor’s mouth, almost tickling Victors tonsils’. Victor lets his tongue be roughly pushed aside by the man’s stronger tongue with delight, he’s happy that Mr Smith is taking command and control like a man should with a boy. He feels his mouth and tongue being brutally explored but also caressed in a loving sexual way, by firm twists of Mr Smiths hungry tongue.
Victor now takes a firm grasp on Mr Smiths cock, giving it a light first testing stroke, he can feel it twitch, he knows he’ll have to start slow or Mr Smith will just blow his hot cum too early, I want to feel him empty his seed inside my arse thinks Victor, not on my hands just when we’re getting started.
Mr Smith breaks off the snogging and both he and Victor pant for breath, Mr Smith can feel Victor making gentle strokes of his cock, his soft boy hands caressing the length of his shaft sending firestorms of pleasure signals to Mr Smith’s brain, dopamine release on a scale he’d never experienced before – he felt as if he was a god in heaven. Mr Smith gave the boys cock an experimental flick, feeling the hardness of the boy cock,
‘fuck, Sir’ Victor groaned ‘touch my cock please sir, it wants you so bad’ victors cock was also begging for more, throbbing hard in agreement with Victor’s words.
Mr Smith grunted as if he had understood the wants of the boy’s cock, had telepathy with the needs of the boys small hard cock. Stooping his head, he sucked the boys hard cock, letting the boy naturally thrust his cock forwards and backwards while grasping the boy’s buttocks to support the natural hip thrusting.
To be continued
