Part Seven Ð Painful Endings
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Hoad sat quietly, transfixed by the boy's story. That must have been some scene Ð you in your school uniform, fucking Don in front of his wife. You've got me all horny now. I really need to cum. Can you suck me off, or at least jack me off?
Alex found the encounters with Hoad strangely and increasingly arousing. The older man tried hard to be detached and scientific, but over the weeks he had fallen under Alex's spell and now he begged for it like the men in the park. Alex was always in control. Sharing his story about his lover had taken Alex to a sad place; well, sad and angry, in need of comfort. Sex with Hoad would help, but Alex would make the older man pay for it.
Maybe. I want to finish this story first.
Alex stood up and started to remove his clothing. Hoad was clearly aroused and unsettled. He pushed his chair away from the desk, opened his flies and pulled his cock out of his pants.
Don't touch that. You'll cum when I tell you to.
When he was naked, Alex showed off his body shamelessly. His hands twisted his nipples into hard points flexed his muscles. He held his buttocks and bent over to expose his arse hole. His hard cock was leaking. Alex held it close enough to Hoad's face that he could smell the sex . Hoad was struggling to contain his lust. All pretence of authority was gone.
Please Alex.
The boy stepped up to Hoad's chair and straddled the teacher, grinding his arse into Hoad's lap, wrapping his arms around Hoad's head, and whispering into his ear.
My story really turns you on, I know. But do you want to be Don, or me? Do you want to be in control, or under control? I think you want to give yourself totally to me. I think you want me to use you like I used Don. But Don was my lover, what are you? You're a scientist, but you're just a cock and an arse for me to use. You can play with yourself while I finish this story.
My father and Linda Ð both evil cunts. They destroyed the love that Don and I shared. She had called my father and told him what was going on, and Dad was waiting for me at Don's house the next night when I arrived. Linda had taken a video of me and Don one night on her mobile phone, and threatened to give it to the police and to Don's School. Dad said that the only way I could save Don was to stop seeing him. I was to be transferred to another School, and Don and Linda would move interstate with the children. My father said that I needed to understand how serious it was Ð that Don would go to gaol. My father then said that I needed to know what kind of man Don was. He's just a slut, a cock hound. He's anyone's to fuck.
All this time Don sat with his head in his hands, too ashamed to look at me. My father was pure evil. It wasn't enough for him to break our hearts Ð he had to wound me as deeply as he could, and he knew how to do it.
Before I had arrived at the home he had told Don what was coming. Now he told me.
I'm going to fuck your lover Ð not a boy's fuck but a real man's fuck. He ordered Don to undressÉ.
This is too hard for me to talk about. I can't tell you without losing it and I'm determined never to do that. You see he fucked Don Ð raped him really Ð while both Don and I wept. He fucked him standing up against the wall Ð right in front of me and kept up a commentary about how he had a tight hole and was a good root. I wanted to hold Don's hand but I was too angry and ashamed. Linda just loved it and shouted encouragement to my father. The worst thing? That was making sure that Don was aroused and stayed hard through the roughest of fucks and Don finally came hard Ð with my father's big cock up his arse, and tears in his eyes, shaking with rage and humiliation. Don sobbed as I turned and walked out of his life. I hated my father, and left home as soon as I could. He was a total cunt, always reminding me of how my lover was a good root, how his cock had filled him up better than I could.
My heart was broken. I lost my innocence that day. I'll always love Don. Funny thing was, he and Linda moved to Melbourne after that. Of course I didn't hear from him, too hurt from the loss of love, and angry that Don seemed to get off on the hard shagging my father gave him. I felt like he betrayed me Ð of course that's exactly why my father fucked him the way he did, so that I would be angry and want to let Don go.
Three years later I saw Don in a gay bar in Melbourne. He looked gorgeous and I wanted him again. This time though he was with a leather Daddy type, and he was clearly off the market. Strangely, when Don introduced me to his master, I was embraced; first by the master, and then by Don. The master told me that he had heard so much about me and asked me back to their flat for a 3 way. I wanted to but I knew it would be too painful. Don asked his master for permission to kiss me one last time. One long lingering kiss Ð good bye Don. He held me close. I owe you so much Alex. You showed me the person I needed to be, and was brave enough to be that person. Too sad, but I was happy that Don had given up trying to make a life with the evil cunt and had moved on to better things. The Daddy type was definitely hot.
Hoad was struggling to stay calm. The story was so arousing, and Alex had the professor in a state of excitement overload.
Suck me off Alex.
I don't think so. Maybe I'll fuck you though. Not with love, like I did with Don, but rough and hard, so you know who's boss. Alex rocked back and forth on Hoad's lap, his hands reached down to hold the hard cock and he frigged the older man in a steady rutting rhythm. Hoad was moaning in total abandon. Alex hoped the closed circuit TV was catching all this. Hoad would have some explaining to do tomorrow.
Alex pulled away suddenly, stood up and lifted Hoad out of the chair. He bent him over the desk and in one graceful movement, pushed his trousers to the floor. Alex was shocked to see that Hoad had shaved his body hair and had several piercings in his genitals Ð a couple in the scrotum and one in the taint. His arse was well shaped, the hole puckered Ð open but not well used. Alex guessed that getting shagged would be a rare experience for the professor.
You have any lube here, or is my spit enough for you?
Please Alex, in the drawer there.
Alex used his fingers to lube Hoad up. He certainly was tight. First one, then two fingers, gradually breaking down the natural resistance. Alex wasn't interested in pleasuring Hoad, but there was a certain thrill in turning the professor into a willing sub. He found the man's prostate and rubbed it with each thrust of his fingers.
Please Alex, I need to cum so bad.
Not yet.
Alex wanted to push Hoad to the point of loss of control. Hoad `s breathing was ragged and his heavy cock was leaking badly. Alex scooped up the nectar and held it to the older man's lips. Alex pulled his fingers out leaving Hoad feeling empty and abandoned.
Tell me what you want Professor. Tell me in detail. I want to hear you beg for it.
I want you to fuck me. I want your big dick to shag me so hard. I want it rough. I want you to cum inside me.
Alex pushed Hoad to the floor and spread him on all fours, arse high in the air, and arranged so that the TV cameras would catch their faces. With total self control, Alex knelt between Hoad's legs and rubbed his cock against the hole, teasing Hoad.
Are you ready for this? Come on, push back so your hole searches for my cock..
Please Alex.
Alex had had enough of the game. He slowly entered Hoad, and held his cock still while Hoad rocked back and forth trying to bring himself off. The rough fucking started soon enough and Hoad was struggling to stay upright. He stroked his cock while Alex ploughed him and had soon shot a heavy load onto the carpet. He begged Alex to keep up the fuck, and the boy was in no hurry. He lowered his body onto Hoad's back and started to bite his neck, using his lips and teeth to establish the hickey for all to see as a mark of Hoad's submission. Hoad begged him to stop, but Alex was determined. Finally a load grunt and Alex unloaded into Hoad's guts.
Alex rested a while allowing his cock to relax and finally plop out. They both rolled to the side and sat up on the floor Ð Alex was naked while Hoad still wore his business shirt and tie. A stream of cum dribbled from the abused hole. Hoad was shaken and unsteady: Alex, cool and sated. He pushed his hand into Hoad's hole and gathered the cum on his fingers and smeared the mess onto Hoad's face.
What do you say now, Professor?
Thank you Alex. Thank you so much.