Sunday Night--
My name is Tom. I'm 19, 5'9", 155lbs, smooth, fair skin, green eyes, brown hair in a buzz cut, and a new goatee on my chin. Girls seem to think I'm good looking but I know I'm not smart and I don't date much because I don't have the time with my job and school and all. I'm taking this course in English writing and I know that I've never been good at it. I'd rather ride my bike and work on my abs and pecs in my basement "gym". My ass is already perfect--a classic bubble butt. I like to pose nude in the mirror when I'm alone and I often get hard looking at myself and thinking it's another guy looking at me. I fantasize about having a twin brother and sharing secrets. I think that having sex with my twin would be the same as having sex with myself so that would be alright. It wouldn't be queer, or anything. Sometimes I stroke off and shoot all over the mirror. I like to leave it there and see the dried cum next time--like someone else did it. My teacher seems like a nice guy but I can't seem to get it right in class. I don't blame him -- really, I just don't work at it very much. He's a middle aged man,probably 40 something, salt and pepper hair and trim mustache, about 5'8", 180 lbs, but in fairly decent shape. He has nice firm pecs and a solid, flat gut, and big biceps,and from what I can tell he carries a decent package in his jeans. For an old guy he's built ok. He's always very friendly to me, and often puts his hand on my shoulder in class, for encouragement. It gives me a warm feeling that I like. Kind of like a security thing but sometimes I can feel it in my stomach all the way down to my balls. I really have to pass this course and I'll do anything to make sure I do. I'd heard rumors that this teacher was gay, but he sure doesn't act like it. He seems more the "coach" type--like a regular guy. I'm not gay or anything but if he is, then maybe if I come on to him and he'll give me a break. The weather is getting warmer, I think I'll wear my tank top and "cargo" shorts with no underwear to class to see if he notices. Monday: I walked into class and bingo, his eyes were all over me. Maybe it was the air conditioning, but my nipples were hard for an hour and my dick jumped whenever he passed near me. He seemed to linger longer than usual behind my chair and let his hand rest on my shoulder feeling my smooth, pale skin. It felt good. Wednesday: Today he lectured at the front of the class, and I sat so that he could get a good look down my baggy shorts if I positioned my legs the right way. My cock is 5-1/2 inches soft and my balls are pink and almost hairless. I noticed his eyes boring through my shorts several times when I crossed my legs. I guess I've made contact. It kind of made me horny to think about him looking at me that way. Maybe I should see him alone in his office. Friday: No underwear again and this time he is ready and waiting--positioning himself so that he gets a good view, and I let him. After class I suggest we have a conference in his office. He accepts and we set up for Mon. afternoon. Monday: I'm at his office at the appointed time, and he ushers me in. I'm wearing a tight, white tank top and blue jean cut-offs that hug my thighs nicely and offer up my box on a platter. I detect a stirring in his khakis, in fact I can see the head of his dick outlined against the material. A nice meaty cock lay inside there. I was curious how this would all go down. "Hi Tom. Nice of you to stop by. I'm glad you did--- you know your grades... "Yes, I know, professor," I cut in "I just can't write. I don't know what I'm going to do. I have to pass this course. I've just got to. I'll do anything you ask, anything!" I looked into his eyes with a pleading look, while inconspicuously tightening my chest and arms. Right on cue, professor rose and came around behind my chair as he always did and placed his hands on my shoulders and began rubbing my neck and shoulders as he talked in reassuring tones. His warm hands slid down to feel my biceps and then under the straps of my tank top and down my chest. I groaned softly and leaned back in the chair as his fingertips made contact with my tits. In seconds they were like points of iron, sending electric shocks shooting down my spine and right to the base my cock. I could feel the blood flooding my half-erect member and beginning to tent my shorts. Dr. L could see the obvious effect of his intentions and did not stop. His hands continued their journey down my torso, gliding over my silky smooth abs until he hit the barrier of my belt. " You must work out" he said "your body feels great . Stand up, Tom, let me see you". I stood and he pulled my shirt over my head and dropped it on the desk. His tongue found a spot at the base of my neck that made me crazy. He sucked that spot until my knees were shaky then moved down tonguing his way to the left tit then to the right. His rough tongue lapped at those pleasure points until I couldn't stand it. My cock now at full mast pushed out my shorts and was leaking like a faucet. He knelt down in front of me, undid my belt and slowly pealed down my shorts. My 8" boner popped up and slapped my stomach when free of the tan material. "Beautiful cock" he murmured and slid the whole thing down his throat. I never felt anything better in my life than that moment when he swallowed my engorged dick. He held it in his mouth of a moment and began milking it with his throat, then slowly drew it out. I saw inches of white flesh slick with spit and I hungered for him to take it in again. I pushed forward and slid it all the way in down his throat. His hands found my ass cheeks and his fingers fluttered about my crack. It felt incredible. He rubbed my ass and pulled my cheeks apart. I could feel cool air kiss my hole as I plunged into his hot orifice again. His tongue was doing amazing things to the head of my cock and I thought that I would cum soon but tried to hold out. I wanted to enjoy this to the max. While fucking his face in a rhythm, he somehow managed to slick up his finger and work it into my tight, pink hole. When I pushed into his mouth, his finger slid back, when I pulled out, his finger went all the way in--over and over. I began to feel a tickle, rippling deep inside me and I started to tremble all over. Every nerve in my body seemed to be alive with pleasure and I felt like I would erupt like a volcano any second, when suddenly he stopped and stood up. He clasped me in his arms and said " Oh Tommy, you are so beautiful!" then he put his lips on mine and sucked my lower lip until I could feel the blood tingling and then explored my mouth with his tongue. My eyes rolled back and I was in heaven nestled in his strong arms. We kissed, trading tongues for what seemed a long time until I became aware of his hard penis pressing into my thigh. He gently lay a hand on my shoulder to push me down and I went eagerly. His cock was meaty but clean cut and I put the velvety head between my lips. I could taste his pre-cum and it wasn't bad tasting at all; he was drooling as much as I and I sucked the fluid from him. He continued to enter my mouth inch by inch until I felt my oral cavity filled with cock. I slid back and forth on his shaft being careful of my teeth---this was a new experience for me and I didn't want to fuck it up. I wet his penis with saliva and he gently pushed in and out of my mouth. I felt his rod get even bigger and knew that he was getting close. I wasn't sure if I wanted him to cum in my mouth. Again he stopped and pulled me up for more kissing but shortly turned me around and leaned me forward over his desk, my cock was trapped facing down along the side of the desk which forced my ass up into the air. His practiced hands again parted my ass cheeks and I felt his warm, wet tongue glide around my hole. "Oh my gosh!" I moaned. It felt so good. He licked my hole up and down then probed into me with his tongue getting my canal all slick with spit. As he went lower towards my balls his thumb slid in and out of my ass. When he sucked both my balls he had three fingers in and out of my hole. I was still shaking and moaning--- it was so intense. I knew what was going to happen next and I wanted him in me. I trusted his big, juicy cock inside me. He was older and gentler and when I felt the head of his penis at the gates of my spit soaked tunnel, I pushed back and the head went in. "Ungh" I grunted. He held still until my sphincter could adjust then fed me a few more inches. I felt stuffed full, but he had more to give. I wanted him all inside me so I willed my ass to relax and pushed back again to swallow his large member. I felt this huge tube slide against my inner walls and into my gut. Slowly he pulled back leaving a void and a desire and again moved forward to fill me up again. "Ugh, yess" I hissed. "Fuck me" I said softly. He started a steady fucking rhythm, slamming in and out so that his balls banged against my thighs. Inside I could feel that funny tickle deep down and I knew I was going to spew buckets. The head of his cock kept going over a certain spot inside that was driving me crazy. My dick was fully extended and leaking fluid down the desk as he hammered my buns with his battering ram. Suddenly, my cum, like molten lava, just shot out of my enraged dick and globbed down the desk to the floor. As my canal contracted the spasms caused my teacher to shoot his hot load and I could feel the scalding goo deep inside me. As he kept fucking the liquid ran out of my ass and made squishing and smacking noises until he stopped, exhausted. He lay on top of me for a while until our breathing returned to normal. I felt warm and natural beneath him and wished we could have a bed somewhere. He stood and turned me around and we hugged. "Oh, Tommy that was incredible" and I smiled to myself having learned what I was very good at and planned our next "conference".