BARBARA (M/M, oral, anal)
by einhard
PLEASE NOTE: This story is fiction from beginning to end. The characters don't exist, and the things they do, never happened.
Fred entered the Faculty Common room leisurely, never lifting his eyes from the piece of paper he was carrying. Jody took a few moments to admire the slim young man. Pretty young, anyway; Fred was 28 and Jody 26.
Fred looked up just in time to avoid the collision. He seemed a little frightened, but when he saw who it was, he grinned widely. Quickly, he glanced around in all directions. The room was empty except for the two of them, and Fred got a funny look on his face. He grabbed Jody by the right hand.
"Come!" he whispered.
"What?" Jody tried to resist, but Fred just pulled harder.
"Don't worry! Just come with me!"
Jody allowed himself to be led by the hand, and soon found himself in the adjoining computer room. That was empty, too. Fred closed the door, but couldn't lock it. No matter, they would have to make it quick. Button up, zip down, and in a flash his pants and boxers were down on his ankles. He leaned forward, supporting himself on the desk, and turned his head to Jody.
"C'm on, Jody! Fuck me! Hard and fast!"
"You're crazy, Fred! We can't do it here and now", Jody whispered back at him.
"Sure we can, but you gotta be fast. The bell rings in a few minutes. Gimme your cock now!"
Jody felt excitement roll over him like a wave. Quickly, he put a chair against the door. That might be hard to explain, but if anybody came in while he was plugging his colleague's ass...Well, that might be even harder.
Jody pulled his pants down, and Fred licked his lips seductively. A couple of jacking strokes, a good dollop of spit, and both of them were greased up. Jody placed his cock at the opening and took a deep breath. Before he knew what was happening, Fred made a quick thrust backwards, and it was in. Damn, that guy had a lot of practice!
Jody made a thrust of his own, and buried his whole shaft. He could feel Fred holding all four balls in his cute, little hand.
"Go!"
Jody was beyond reason by now, and pulled his prick almost all the way out, then back in again. He sensed it wouldn't be long, even if he had fucked Fred twice on Saturday. After that, though, it had been all long evenings, grading papers. And then grading some more papers. He'd been so tired he hadn't had the energy even to bring himself to release.
"Oh, yeah, Jody! Fuck me more! Harder!" Fred was excited, but had sense enough to keep the volume down.
Jody kept his mouth shut, even if it was hard. He loved screaming out loud during sex, and especially with his dick inside a tight ass.
"Mmmh. Oh, yeaaaah!"
Jody shoved it in one last time, then pulled halfway out and let it flow. Oh, fuck! Aaah! Fred knew excactly how to give his buddy maximum pleasure, and that was just what he was doing, squeezing his sphincter muscle around the ultra sensitive cockhead as it spewed cum like it was competing in the Olympics.
Fred got up, causing Jody to slip out.
"On your knees!"
Jody did as he was told, opening his mouth widely to receive the long, thin, gorgeous organ piercing the air before his face. He grabbed the ball sac with one hand, putting two fingers inside the hole at the back. He could feel the slimy, greyish white load he'd deposited inside only seconds ago.
It was fast. With a muted groan, Fred buried his pecker deep inside the mouth of the young physics teacher, who barely felt the taste of his buddy's orgasm before he was compelled to swallow. Once he was sure he'd gotten everything, he released it and stood up. There was just time for a quick kiss, before steps and voices could be heard outside. Both got their pants on in a flash, and as the principal stuck her head in, Fred was sitting in front of one of the computers, with Jody behind him, explaining.
"It's not excactly an elegant way of doing it, but it sure is fast. Inserting the contents of one file inside another can be damned efficient."
The principal smiled, and turned to go to her own office. The strategy was working, no doubt about that. If you want faculty rejuvenation, you simply have to hire new people. Young people. And these two sure had new ideas. This school was beginning to rock. Also, she had something nice to look at for herself. There's nothing wrong with teenage boys; all puppies are cute. But they're not often sexy, like these two young men. Not to mention the aroma. The scent of Man. Just now, in fact, in the computer room, it had been particularly strong. So strong, it was almost like they just had...She stopped suddently. No! It couldn't be! Could it? Pulling herself together, she tripped lightly in the direction of her office.
Miss O'Toole was not pleased. As usual. It wasn't the students, bothersome as they could be. In the principal's office she was lucky enough not to have to meet them too often, and when it happened, she had no trouble cowing them. No, something was happening to the Faculty. The principal most of all. Miss O'Toole had no doubt who was at the back of it. Those two young whippersnappers! What was the good of youth and university degrees, if all they had to offer, was the razing of tradition and stupid tomfoolery? And the principal! After all, she was past sixty, but acting more and more like a schoolgirl. Like just now, coming traipsing into here office, wearing a silly smile. Not even Miss O'Toole's stern face had helped; the woman had danced around the floor, muttering something like "It's so romantic!" Who did she think she was? Barbara Cartland?
This story is copyrighted by me, einhard. (c) 2001. All rights reserved.
Any comments? Did you like the story? Hate it? You can mail me at: einhard@excite.com