“Don’t hold back, give it to me hard.”
The big curved dick entered me without any mercy and Shoemaker gave me all at once – starting off with a massive smack against my prostate.
“Oooooh!” I cried out like a sissy.
Tightly he grabbed my waist with his firm hands and he pushed my ass onto his loaded gun as a wild man. As if he were a sailor that couldn’t control himself after months of built-up lust. James Shoemaker turned out to be a relentless fucker. He dug me so deep that I could almost feel the tip of his glans knocking at the backside of my stomach. My legs trembled as the big dick kept beating my prostate, for which he kept aiming precisely – again and again. He might have seemed decent before, but once triggered the French teacher no longer contained his inner beast.
“Aaawh, yes boy! C’mon, take it – take it!” he said, while he plowed me like a sledgehammer.
I could almost cry out of pure delight as I endured the long strokes of the curved shaft that slid in and out of me. He gave me quite the workout and my shirt became all sticky and wet. My breath was so heavy that it got me spinning in my head, and I reached a state of ecstasy wherein I felt as if I had entered a world of ultimate satisfaction. In which the sensation of his pounding dick went endlessly through my rear.
“Your desk, I want you to take me on your desk!” I screamed.
He let himself out of me and twisted me around, on which he took my face in his burly hands and kissed me intensely. Now I wanted him more than ever and I wildly pulled on his sweater.
“Take it off! Let me see all of you!”
We both took off all our clothes and he lifted me up in his strong arms. A few meters further he shoved off the pile of papers, threw me onto his desk and forcefully grabbed me by my ankles, where upon he spread my legs wide open and slid his beautiful long cock back in.
He continued pounding and like a magnet the hard glans returned to my prostate immediately. His body was soaking wet and he removed his steamed spectacles while the rhythm of his swinging hips went on. Wide open hung his mouth, gasping for air. And he squeezed a little with his eyes as he observed my teenage body, which got dug out deeply by his curved penis. He banged me so hard that I had to claw my fingers around the edge of his desk to get a hold on.
Triiiiing! The school bell rang loudly through the halls.
“Oh please don’t stop yet!”
“I ensure you; you’re not leaving this room without a full hole.”
A moving crowd of pupils already could be heard on the stairs of the big hall. As the sound of screaming voices and banging footsteps came closer, the anxiety that rose inside me strangely aroused me even more. Cautiously I let my right hand loose from the edge of the table and started rubbing my dick. I was so close now. There I was, being fucked on the teacher’s desk with eagerly spread legs, while my peers were barging through the hallways on the other side of the classroom door.
“Oh yes!” Shoemaker screamed out, “I’m coming!”
The timing couldn’t have been any better and the seed sprinkled around the desk as it burst out of my cock.
“Quick, hurry! Put on your clothes and pick up your stuff!”
Hasty we both put everything back on.
When I bent over to pick up some of the papers that were spread over the floor, Shoemaker stopped me.
“Just take yours over there and leave the rest to me.”
So I grabbed up the detention-work of twenty lines that had fallen next to my school desk, together with my Ben Wa balls, and stuffed it into my bag.
“Before you go; come to the storage room across the hall after you finish your last lesson. I mean the one next to the small staircase. And when you’re inside go through the door on the right. I’ll be waiting there for you.”
I knew exactly which door he meant. It led to the backside of the gym, where it was packed with equipment. And more importantly, a cozy mattress.
“I’ll make sure I’m there sir,” I said with a gentle smile.
***
A few hours of sitting with my buttocks glued to each other by cum, the last bell finally rang, and it was time to go to the storage room.
Just as he had told me I took the door to my right and there he was, laying on a blue mattress that was surrounded by a bunch of stuff.
Unlike the rest of the gym hall, the separate corner that served as a storage for the sport equipment had a low ceiling. Which made it perfect for a hiding spot. It was not the first time I had hung out here. Sometimes when I was fed up with high school drama I went to this place during recess, just to have a little alone time. But this time I had come for nothing other than a sequel of the great fuck I had earlier that day.
“You came,” he said with a pleased expression on his face, after which he tapped his hand on the mattress as a gesture that I had to come and lie beside him.
As soon as I did, he began kissing me and we rolled around the blue cushion while we undid ourselves off our clothes. He climbed on top of me, and I felt his warm body caress my skin as he kissed me once more. He licked me from my nipples down to my tummy where after he took my hard boner in his mouth.
“Oooh,” I sighed as soon as his lips concealed my dick.
Shoemaker unleased a great sucking power while his tongue twirled around my glans. Next, he reached his hands to my face and made me suck his thick fingers, after which he went to my chest and circled them around my nipples. I felt how they stiffened as his wet index fingers tickled their tips. All while his tongue slid up and down my shaft. The way he sucked me dry made me suspect that this was not his first time giving a blowjob. Shoemaker’s mouth definitely knew its way around a dick.
“Hmmm,” he groaned as he buried his face in my crotch, and I grabbed on to his smooth scalp where after I pushed him further down my rod.
I gasped as my penis trembled by the touch of his pressing lips, who sucked the shaft in as if they we’re out to make the whole length disappear down his throat. Shoemaker gratefully returned that morning’s favor and he took my dick with total devotion as I roughly screwed his mouth.
“You like fucking my mouth don’t you,” he said when he suddenly took a break, “how about I let you fuck something else?”
He stood up and leaned on the vaulting box behind the mattress – showing off his round muscular butt. I followed his lead and went behind him, ready to push my dick in.
“Not so fast!” he said. “First loosen me up with your tongue.”
I slowly got down on my knees, but before I could reach the ground, Shoemaker grabbed me by the hair and buried my face in his hairy anus. Even as a bottom he kept his authority.
I licked the hairy asshole and rubbed his tight squeezing hole with my tongue, while I held on to his firm buttocks. As much as I’d enjoyed being screwed to shreds by him, I definitely wanted a piece of his ass as well. The contraction of his sphincter began to relax, and I got a little bit deeper.
“Go on boy,” he groaned in his deep voice.
My tongue slid further in and reached the soft tissue of his inner rear. Deeper and deeper until it got completely encircled by his dripping hole, which was so wet that it watered into my mouth.
“That’s enough, I’m ready now. I showed you how it’s done, time to see what you’ve learned.”
Finally, I got to put my hard rod up my teacher’s tight ass. It amazed me how such a big man could yet have such a tiny hole.
Now that I was inside it felt a little strange at first. The one time in my life I had fucked a guy before, we we’re both young and unexperienced. But this man probably knew exactly how he wanted it.
My insecurities swiftly disappeared as soon as I felt his sphincter cramp around my penis like a fist.
“Oh yes Mr. Shoemaker, squeeze down my dick.”
“Call me James,” he said and he wrapped my arms around his hard body.
I didn’t know if he was planning on making this a regular get together. If things went the same way as with Ronald than I probably would get to have him just this once. So I was determined to make this fuck count.
I sighed as my dick went through the wet passage of his inner rear. Slowly moving my hips back and forward as I dug in deeper. This was it; I was fucking my teacher!
Mr. Shoemaker, a.k.a. James groaned loudly while he was grinding his firm ass onto my hard dick. Helping me to find the way to his deepest spot. While he kept squeezing his inner muscles, with which he greedily molded my prostate for its milk.
“C’mon, no need to be gentle – Fuck a man boy!”
So I did like he said and turned up the pace. Letting myself go while I was just doing what came naturally. I wanted to fuck the tight teacher’s hole and once he had given me the green light, I couldn’t hold myself any longer. I followed his previous example and just like he had done with me I pounded his hole as hard as I could. Digging it like a mineworker who was out to find the most inner spot of a cave.
“You like this James?!”
“Yeah baby, that’s what I’m talking about!”
Sweat slid off his wide back and followed the trail down his arched spine, to his firm buttocks who gratefully received my cock. I felt happy like a little boy who finally got to play with his long-expected toy, and I couldn’t restrain the big smile on my face while I gasped relieved. Aroused by the beautiful view of my prancing shaft going in and out of my teacher. Nothing mattered anymore and I lost myself completely in his hole. Banging him so hard that he screamed out in pleasure.
“Fill me up boy! – Drench me with seed!”
Those words got me right over the edge and I dropped a big deposit of cum – deep in his ass.
Exhausted I lay my head to rest in his neck and as I looked over his shoulder, I saw he had released an amazing load as well, which was dripping down the vaulting box.
For the second time that day we picked up our scattered clothes off the floor, when suddenly a cellphone rang.
Alarmed, James felt his pocket and answered the call.
“Hey honey, I was just on my way. Had to finish some papers. Love you too, bye.”
“Your wife I presume?”
His expression got stern. “None of your business,’’ he said, whereafter he pointed at the white covered vaulting box. ‘‘Be so kind as to clean that up will you.” Then he walked over to the door.
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