Fucking in Hollyoaks Village 50: Part 1(Gay, Celebrity)
This is a fictional story, based on Hollyoaks that I have no involvement in. It does not imply anything about the sexuality or relationships of any characters or actors involved. It doesn't follow the storylines of Hollyoaks rigidly, but will be influenced by it. All actors are over 18, and the character's are all age of consent or older.
So, this is my 50th chapter, and I can't quite believe it. When I first wrote that first chapter, I never imagined I'd continue to write this many stories, or that I'd recieve the kind of response I've gotten for it. I've had nothing to guide me but my own reading of fiction over the years, and everything has been my own thoughts with guidance from suggestions and feedback I've gotten, which I thank everyone for.
So this one is going to be in two parts, and hope people enjoy it. It comes from a common request I get, so I hope you like.
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"HELLO!?!!" John Paul called out, his voice echoing up and down the corridors of the deserted school, as he walked along the halls. He'd got the message last night from Ollie to meet him here, and then Charlie had text him to tell him to make sure to wear shirt and tie. He had barely slept, and jacked off twice during the night and once again before leaving as he thought of what the two lads had planned. It was the weekend before school started up again and the last time the place would be deserted, and after he had confessed his desires as he'd been fucked at the Osbourne's he was nervous and excited at the same time. As he turned the corner, he heard voices from the classroom he used to teach from, and listened carefully as he approached the door, realising as he did that there was more than two voices inside, and his heart quickened.
He breathed deep and opened the door, stepping inside as he tried to prepare himself for what he was about to see. The fact there were 4 teenagers, all dressed normally in their uniforms and chatting happily might have been the thing that he least expected, and then they all turned at his entrance and said, "Morning, Mr McQueen." It was said in perfect unison, and he gaped at them as he looked from table to table with questioning eyes. Charlie was sat in the front row, with Ollie behind him, the two smiling wide as the guest of honour arrived and took in the scene before him, oblivious to the plan they had spent the last couple of weeks setting up. John Paul looked across and saw Mason at the table next to Charlie, and looking nervous as he sat there and waited for John Paul's reaction. The table behind Mason was the biggest shock, and the lad there had the biggest grin that John Paul had ever seen on a teenager, a look that showed the barely contained excitement in his body. Lucas, his ex Ste's son, the lad that could so easily have been John Paul's stepson if life had worked out a little differently, was looking at him as though his greatest fantasy was about to become reality. John Paul was about to ask what was going on, when he saw Charlie nod towards the piece of paper on the desk, and he slowly walked over to it, the eyes of the four teens following his every step.
He leaned into read the paper, silence filling the room as they waited for him to finish, and he did his best to remain calm as he read the words. It said, "If you want to, we want to spend the day fucking all over the school. It's your fantasy to have us, so have us. If not, leave and we'll never mention this again. If you agree, sit down and take registration like you always did and we'll get started. It's up to you, Sir." John Paul had to lean on the table and steady himself, as he took in the meaning and then raised his head to look at the boys, who just stared back at him as though waiting for their teacher to start his class. He was suddenly light headed as all the blood in his body rushed to his dick, which was had started to get hard just at the sight of them and he slumped down into the seat, and his eye immediately caught sight of Charlie's dick hanging from his trousers and pointing up beneath the table. When he had been standing they had all looked completely normal sat there with hands on the table and waiting patiently for him. Now that he was sat down, the new angle meant he could see their legs below the tables, and as he looked from table to table, he saw each of them in the same state of arousal. They all had their dicks out, each of them hard and pointing out of their trousers, and John Paul couldn't help but lick his lips as he looked over them all. Having tasted two already, his eye naturally drifted to the two new offerings, and he salivated at the thought of taking all four. He finally tore his eyes away and looked back down at the paper, and saw at the bottom an instruction to turn the paper over, which he did after a deep breath. He saw a list of the 4 lads names, and below it a message that read, "Choose a name, and read it out. The last one is the first you'll taste today, the rest will watch. For now." John Paul had to think, and his eyes drifted from one table to the next as he tried to decided, before clearing his throat.
"Charlie Dean." The first name, it had to be as he was the one that started this all, and no doubt was the leading organiser today. The lad broke into a wider grin, and standing up walked over to John Paul who could only stare as the dick swung with each step and the lad got closer. He got the the desk, and leaning down he kissed the former teacher, their tongues sliding against each other as they made out. This continued for a minute until John Paul reached out and placed his hand on Charlie's dick, and the lad moaned into his mouth as he received a few jerks before breaking the kiss and said, "Present, Sir." John Paul sat there staring up at the lad in shock as he moved back and stood there by the desk, his hand moving to masturbate as he gestured to the paper once again. John Paul cleared his throat and said, "Oliver Morgan." The older lad stood and walked over, and once again John Paul couldn't help but stare as the 8" dick swung in the air as he walked over. He repeated Charlie's act, bending down to kiss the man, each moaning into the other's mouth until John Paul touched Ollie's dick and gave it a only couple gentle tugs before the kiss was broken and Ollie said, "Present, Sir." He moved to stand next to Charlie, the two standing beside the desk jerking off while waiting for the next name to get called. So far, this had gone exactly how they'd imagined.
John Paul looked back to the tables, and knew this decision would signal his true intension. "Mason Chen-Williams." As he said the name, he didn't know whose grin was wider, as 3 of the lads burst into massive smiles, and Mason sighed as he stood and walked over. John Paul knew what was expected by now, and leaned up to kiss Mason, taking the lad by surprise as their tongues slipped together for several minutes, as the older man wanted to make up for not choosing the quiet teen until now, or saving him for last. He finally grasped the 6" dick, and gave it a gentle squeeze that earned a louder moan from Mason, who after continuing their kiss for a moment longer leaned up and said, "Present, Sir." He stepped over to the other two, who clapped him on the back and greeted him, the three standing there as they slowly jacked off at the side of the class. It was such a hot sight, the three lads standing there in their uniforms with dicks out in their hands that John Paul struggled to look away, but he did as he looked to the final boy to name, and he struggled to form the words as he realised what was about to happen. This lad that could have been family if life had gone another way, and now he was about to name him in order to suck his dick. Probably more by the end of the day.
"Lucas Hay." The name was greeted by applause from the crowd next to the desk, and laughter as Lucas almost vaulted the table to get to the front of class as fast as possible. Before John Paul had the chance to register his approach, Lucas was stood in front of him, his dick pointing right at John Paul's face as the former teacher sat at the desk and stared at it. His first thought was how much it looked like Ste's and John Paul had to shake his head to clear the thought, but it just kept coming back to it. About an inch shorter than Ste and a bit thinner, it had the same red tip that John Paul had loved taking into his mouth for so long, suckling on the delicious nectar that he produced. He looked up at the lad, and asked in a whisper, "Are you sure about this?"
Lucas beamed as he said, "I've dreamed of this for as long as I can remember, so 1000%, yes." He bent down and grabbing John Paul's face and pulled him into a kiss that lasted for only a minute before he stood up straight and presented his dick to the man and said the magic words, "Present for you, Sir." John Paul's eyes dropped back down as he looked to the dick, a pearl of pre cum leaking out as the penis hung there in his face, and he leaned in to take it into his mouth. His tongue took the weight of the dick, and as he sealed his lips over the shaft he realised he had sealed his fate also. There was no coming back from this now, and as he slid down the dick, he knew he didn't want to come back from this. He swallowed the dick whole, his tongue moving to taste every inch of Lucas as he held the dick in his mouth, lapping up the fluid that flooded into his mouth. He tasted just like Ste did, and John Paul hungrily gulped down every drop as he began to bob his head over the teen dick, earning moans of pleasure as the lad experienced what his Dad had felt hundreds of times before. John Paul had learnt much of his sexual skills at the hands and dick of this boys father, and it felt right to show him everything he had learned.
He raised his hands and moved closer to the edge of the chair, pulling Lucas closer as he sucked him off, using every trick he knew to bring as much pleasure as possible. He would hum while bobbing his head, then pull off the dick completely and take Lucas's balls into his mouth to suck on before kiss and licking the shaft. Then he'd swallow him again, holding the dick in his mouth before pulling back and bobbing over the dick as he rocked his head left and right. Lucas had never felt anything like it, used to the good but often clumsy blowjobs he'd received from friends and Mr Ramsey, and this was like a different league as the expert worked his magic. The only one he could compare to was the anonymous mouth in the stall at his Dad's stag do, and even that guy couldn't hold a match to John Paul's skilled tongue. The two got so caught up in the act they failed to notice the other three had gathered around them, still jacking off as they watched the teacher suck off his student, the erotic scene only encouraging them all to move their hands faster. Lucas was first to notice as Charlie grabbed his head and pulled him into a kiss, the two of them moaning into each other's mouths as similar noises came from Mason and Ollie who also started kissing.
John Paul finally registered the noises above him, and while still holding Lucas's dick in his mouth looked up to the sight of four teenagers making out above him, all with their dicks in hand as they jerked off and dressed in their uniforms. For the first time, John Paul realised that except for their dangling manhoods, none of them were actually naked and it only made it hotter for him. The school ties hanging over him made him suck harder, and he tried to pull back and swap to another dick, but a hand on his head kept him on Lucas's and he realised they wanted him to finish Lucas first. He decided he couldn't wait, and trusting this wouldn't be a one time thing, he upped the speed of his sucking until he was a blur on Lucas. The lad moaned into the kiss, before pulling back and leaning over to pull Mason into a kiss, letting Ollie and Charlie fall into their own kiss, the whole class filled with the sounds of kissing and sucking, punctuated by the ocassional moan from one or all of them.
Lucas was close and everyone knew he wouldn't last much longer. Mason and Charlie leant over and started their own kiss as John Paul sat there in the chair, his head bobbing faster as he watched the teens above him swap kissing partners. In his mind he was the teacher watching his students making out while using his mouth, and watching them only added to his lust, and he couldn't wait to taste each one individually, but he had to finish Lucas first. He felt hands grip his head tighter and as he looked to Lucas, who he saw had his hands raised up to pull at Ollie's hair as he'd turned his head to kiss the older lad that had moved behind him. The raised arms gave Ollie the chance to reach around Lucas and wrap his hands on John Paul's head, and began to guide his head faster as he pushed him down onto Lucas's dick harder. Lucas was now truely in heaven as Ollie kissed him and pushed up against his back, and he felt the lad grind against his ass, the leaking exposed dick rutting against him as he used Lucas's ass to rub against. They all continued, Mason and Charlie kissing as did Lucas and Ollie, all of them getting closer until Lucas could take no more and he fired into John Paul's mouth. It was so sudden that John Paul almost choked on the huge load of teen spunk, and he had to swallow quickly to save losing a drop of it. Swallow he did, gulping three times until Lucas's orgasm began to subside and the final blast landed on his tongue where he left it as he held the dick in his mouth for a moment longer. He pulled away, swallowing the last of Lucas's seed before licking his penis clean and leaning back and watching the kissing continue above him.
He was about to lean in and take Mason into his mouth when he felt a splash against his cheek, and turned to see Charlie exploding and covering his face and shirt in teen spunk, the shock of it leaving him gaping as he stared at the dick as it shot its load. He just sat there stunned and taking it until Charlie finished, and he felt the cum dribble down his cheek and land on his shirt to join the other streaks of cum that had landed on him. He looked up to see Charlie grinning down at him, no longer kissing Mason as he had broken the kiss as soon as he had started to cum, and he now saw Lucas had moved to Mason's side and taken over kissing Mason and his hand now cupped the teens balls. John Paul was about to ask why he had been denied Charlie's cum, when he saw Ollie take a step forward and kiss Charlie, the two making out as Charlie moved his hand to join Ollie's in jacking the older teen off. John Paul was confused, and then he felt more cum land on his face from the other side, and realised that Mason was now cumming all over his face and shirt from the other side, the quiet lad moaning loudly into Lucas's mouth as his cum flew everywere. On his face, in his hair, but most of it landing on his shirt where it started to soak into the fabric and coat his tie in teen fluid. It was such a waste that John Paul tried to catch it in his mouth, but Lucas seemed to make sure to point it away from the open mouth and cover more of his clothes.
John Paul finally understood the plan was to cover him in teen cum, and despite the huge disappointment at not tasting each load fresh, his dick only grew harder in his trousers so that they tented out for all to see. There was only one left, and John Paul looked straight ahead at the 8" dick of Ollie as it pointed right at him, Charlie's hand moving rapidly as he raced to bring his mate off, and cover the man in front of them in even more cum. John Paul sat back in the chair, leaning back and spreading his legs to show he was open to Ollie's blasts, staring at the teens above him as they looked back at him. The kissing had stopped as everyone stared at the man sat there with two loads of cum on his face and chest, Lucas with his arm still wrapped over Mason's shoulder, while Ollie moaned as Charlie jerked him off. Charlie stared at John Paul as he sat there, the man's eyes burning with lust as he stared up at the three in front of him, and he tightened his hand as he aimed the dick directly at John Paul's chest. It wasn't a minute later that Ollie exploded, his dick firing multiple bursts all over the teacher's body, Charlie moving the dick to get maximum coverage. By the time the final drop landed on John Paul's leg, the guy was a mess of cum and sweat as his entire shirt was streaked with cum where it had started to soak in already. It felt good to him, as thought the teens had marked his body, but he still resented not having the opportunity to suck each lad off.
They all stepped back and took a look at their handiwork, each getting a good look at the former teacher covered in teen cum in the classroom. John Paul just sat there, unable to move as he looked at the four lads above him, and he wondered what on earth they had planned as he was sure this wasn't all.
He raised his hand to his chin, swiping up some of the cum there as the boys tucked their dicks away and got ready. John Paul had barely taken a lick of his finger when his hands were brought back down and his wrists tied to the chair by extra school ties that the lads had brought with them, and after only a token resistance John Paul was secure and he felt a chill up his spine and suddenly nervous once again. He was at the mercy of the four, and his dick loved every second of it. He was desperate for release and hoped for it soon, but was dismayed as he watched Lucas and Mason leaving the room until he was left with Charlie and Ollie, whose grins widened as they walked back over to him. "So, you having fun so far?"
It was Charlie who had asked, and John Paul took a second before answering, "That was hot as fuck. Better than I ever dreamed. But why cum all over me? And why am I tied up?" He gave the restraints a pull, but they were well tied and he got nowhere, not that he really wanted to.
Charlie and Ollie grinned at each other, before Ollie stooped down and said, "So, we arranged today because we wanted to make some dreams come true for you. We've invited some people to join us later, but if at any time you don't want to, just say and the day is over, OK?" Ollie waited, until he got a firm nod of understanding from John Paul. "OK, so cumming on you. Hot as fuck, and you are to walk around with it on until its taken off you later, alright? We want you overwhelmed by the smell of our cum by the time you leave here. And the ties, is because this next part is no touching." He stood up, and wrapping his arms around Charlie's waist, he pulled his friend into a blistering kiss as the two started to run their hands over each other while John Paul could do nothing but watch. He had seen them kiss before, sucked and been sucked, even had sex with both of them. Seeing them here though, openly kissing in his classroom while wearing their uniforms sent his mind into overdrive and he couldn't take his eyes away as Charlie began to strip Ollie's shirt off until he was left in just a tie from the waist up. Eventually, they turned his body so he was standing in front of John Paul, who studied the lad before him and licked his lips as he dreamt of joining them both. Sweat trickled down Ollie's abs and he saw the muscles twitch as Charlie reached from behind and started to stroke his friends body.
Charlie was standing behind Ollie, and used his hands to stroke over Ollie's chest and abs as he kissed over Ollie's neck and shoulders, then let them run up and down Ollie's arms before finally moving his hand down to undo Ollie's trousers where he managed to open them up and then pushed them down. John Paul gasped as he saw the tight, bulging briefs that Ollie was wearing and his mouth watered as he stared at the growing dick begin to tent out the fabric. Ollie had only ever worn boxers before, but had found the pair buried in one of John Paul's drawers one night, and decided to wear them today as a surprise. Charlie made sure to avoid the area, his hands stroking and caressing Ollie's upper body as he still kissed and licked the lads neck. "How am I doing?" The question shocked John Paul out of his study of Ollie's body, and he looked up to see Charlie stare at him over Ollie's shoulder, the other lad's head leaning back to rest on Charlie behind him. Confusion filled John Paul as he pondered the question, and Charlie asked again, this time his hands spreading as though to show his meaning. John Paul didn't completely understand, but he mumbled a positive remark that Charlie accepted, but he wanted more. "How about now?"
He dropped to his knees so suddenly that neither Ollie or John Paul expected, and his hands began to stroke over his friends legs as he kissed and licked over the barely covered ass of his mate. The briefs were now bulging out obscenely, covering less and less of Ollie's genitals as he let Charlie work his body over, and he had to lean onto the desk as he felt them get peeled down his legs leaving him naked but for the tie around his neck. John Paul leaned forward to try and get closer to them, but the ties on his wrist kept him mere inches from the mouth of the moaning teen who was soon biting his lip to keep quiet. John Paul looked over his back to see Charlie's head was planted in Ollie's ass, and the way it moved John Paul knew he was giving his mate a rim job right in front of him and the way Ollie tried to keep quiet, John Paul guessed the teen had skills. Charlie ate Ollie like a man searching for gold, his tongue running over his hole and planting kisses all over his ass. "Oh, fuck. Yes, Charlie, right there. More, please."
John Paul watched them for a few mintues and listened to the flood of words, and suddenly knew the purpose of the question Charlie had asked earlier. "Charlie, push his legs further apart." The two teens stopped, and looked at him as he stared back. Ollie felt a hand on his leg tighten and shift it a few inches further apart until he was bent over with legs spread shoulder width apart, and he felt the hands return to stroke his legs as they waited for more instruction. "Spread his cheeks apart, until you see his hole. See it." He saw the lad nod, and he said, "Blow on it, real gentle." Ollie gasped as he felt the wind on his puckered hole, and it felt amazing against his wet hole. Charlie couldn't take his eyes from the hole as it twitched against the gentle breeze, and as he stopped he leaned in and placed a gentle kiss there. He felt the hole open up, and his tongue slid into the opening a little, and he started to lick and kiss around the hole as he listened to Ollie groan at the feeling as he gradually opened up. It felt incredible to Ollie, and as he felt Charlie spread his ass further, he felt the tongue push into him more and then pull away to be replaced by a finger grazing over him.
John Paul watched over Ollie's back, and heard the deep intake of breath and knew Charlie was doing something new. He began telling him to suck his finger to make it wet, spit on the hole to add lube to it, and within minutes Ollie was unable to hold back and was moaning louder as Charlie thrusted two or three fingers into his ass, alternating the fingers he used and keeping Ollie guessing what each push would feel like. John Paul knew the second Charlie connected with Ollie's prostate, as the lad led flat onto the desk and called out in pleasure, his body falling forward and John Paul pulled at the ties as he tried to get free. Charlie would brush against the spot a couple of times, before purposely avoiding it and then connecting with it once again, sometimes with a light touch or a harder push that had Ollie's legs shaking. It happened so quickly that John Paul barely saw it happen, but all of a sudden Ollie was pulled into a deep passionate kiss as he and Charlie shared the taste of his mate's ass, the two once again running their hands over each other. This time it was Charlie taking a firmer grip of Ollie's tight ass and Ollie letting his hands move to Charlie's front to undo his trousers, because it seemed insane to everyone that Charlie was still completely dressed, and as the bulging trousers were finally opened his dick sprang free of his boxers and once again hung in the air.
Ollie left the shirt and tie in place as he pulled the trousers down as he dropped to his knees, letting them fall to Charlie's ankles as he reached up and peeled his boxers down also. John Paul could only watch, his wrists still tied as he began to lick and kiss over Charlie's length less than a metre away from him and unable to touch them both. Ollie was slow, planting each kiss gently before letting his tongue emerge and lick over the spot, and moving on until he had kissed and licked every part of his friends 7" dick before moving down to his balls. With one hand holding the dick high, his head moved to lick and suck Charlie's nuts, taking each testicle into his mouth before moving back to place a kiss on the tip. He looked to John Paul next to them, and with pre cum still on his lips he asked, "Good?"
John Paul breathed deep, and nodded his head watching as Ollie smirked and turned back, opening wide to take Charlie into his mouth. He left the head resting in his mouth as he circled the sensitive tip with his tongue, before slowly taking more of it, stopping every inch to give it a gentle suck until his nose was pressed into Charlie's pubes and the head had slipped into his throat. After all the practice he'd had recently, Ollie had lost his gag reflex, and so was able to take Charlie's with ease. He kept the dick in his mouth and sucked it gently, his tongue sliding underneath it for a few seconds before pulling back and off it. He looked up at Charlie standing above him, the lad obviously enjoying the attention he was receiving, and they both turned to look at John Paul who couldn't look away. He watched as Ollie started again, this time instantly bobbing his head up and down the member, his cheeks hollowing out as he sucked on each pull back and lips sealed tight around it. Charlie was moaning, his hand resting on Ollie's head as the other ran through his own hair, and he watched Ollie work.
A groan of frustration from the chair broke their concentration, and Charlie turned to see John Paul look at him with pleading eyes and his trousers tenting so much that his zipper might rip open. There was an obvious wet patch forming at the tip of the bulge, and Charlie knew he must be desperate to take it in hand and jack off as he watched, or even join in. As much as they'd all enjoy it, that wasn't the plan and today had gone too well so far to deviate this soon, and someone had dibs on spilling that load. He decided to tease though, and said to John Paul, "He's doing so good, isn't he? Come a long way since that time back in the alley, haven't we?" John Paul closed his eyes as he thought back to that day, and there was no denying the technique that Ollie had learned since that day, and opened them again to see Ollie watching him from the corner of his eye as his head continued to bob up and down. "Any tips for him?"
John Paul looked up, and Charlie smiled back at him, before John Paul looked back at Ollie and said, "Tilt your head as you suck." Ollie pulled off and looked puzzled as he wiped his mouth, Charlie's hand still resting on his head as he fought the urge to put his dick back into his friends mouth, and they waited for John Paul to explain. John Paul leaned back in the chair, and took a breath and then demonstrated what he meant, tilting his head to the left, then as he moved forward tilted to the right, then on the pull back tilted left again so that the action meant as his head moved back and forth, it also turned left and right. Ollie and Charlie watched for a few seconds, before Charlie felt his dick swallowed again and Ollie started to copy the movement John Paul showed them, and Charlie's toe's curled in his shoes as the already great blowjob he was receiving got even better. The added movement felt incredible combined with the tongue sliding over him, and the alternating soft and hard sucking. John Paul just watched, once again leaning forward as he tried to get as close as possible to the two teens, his boxers now soaked through with precum despite no-one having touched him there. It was torture, but one he was compelled to watch.
Charlie was moaning loudly now, his hands resting on his hips as he let Ollie suck him for a few minutes until he was close to cumming. But not yet, so he tapped Ollie's head and the lad reluctantly pulled away and stood up as he watched Charlie kick off his shoes and step out of his trousers. Ollie stepped up to John Paul who looked hopeful of what was next, praying that it would involve his dick getting some much needed freedom, but his wish came to nothing as Ollie stood at his side and presented his dick to him. John Paul didn't hesitate, taking the leaking member into his mouth and started to suck on it hungrily, his head moving rapidly as it bobbed back and forth, tongue darting all over it as he tried to get his second load of the day. The smell of the cum on his shirt had completely consumed him now, and the feeling of it touching his skin made him hungry and desperate for more. Ollie's moans above him got louder as he enjoyed the blowjob, and in the experienced mouth hew knew he wouldn't last long, until he finally came and filled John Paul's mouth several blasts that the man gulped down, making sure not to miss a drop. He released the dick and licked it clean, before giving it a final kiss and turning his attention to Charlie who stood at his other side jerking off while standing there in his shirt and tie. John Paul leaned over, his wrists still tied and he captured the penis in his mouth and started to suck on it, this time his eyes never closing as he took in the sight of the student above him. The fact this was Charlie Dean, son of his best friend and former pupil, would never not be an immense turn on for him, and it showed as he sucked harder and faster as he locked eyes on the lad's face.
Charlie couldn't hold back, the sight of the man sucking him off while they were all stood in the school only adding fuel to the fantasy, and after only a few minutes he shot his load into John Paul's mouth, who let the pulsing tip rest on his tongue as he let each shot flood his mouth. He pulled away when the dick was spent, and let the cum sit in his mouth a moment before swallowing it, and letting the two lads see that his mouth was empty as he smiled wide. He sat there waiting to be released, hopeful that he was about to join the fun properly but they just started to get dressed. He shook his arms to get their attention, but Charlie and Ollie just pulled their trousers back on and ignored him, then standing in front of him, Charlie said, "Thanks for the lesson, Sir."
Ollie smirked and said, "Yeah, we learnt a lot. Thanks." Then they left, laughing as they headed out the door and leaving John Paul alone.
He sat there, covered in cum and his mouth still watering with the taste of the two most recent loads he'd taken. His shirt was now drying, but the streaks of cum were still obvious, and John Paul could swear he could feel it being absorbed into his skin. Despite being tied to the chair and alone, John Paul had to admit this was all so fucking hot, and as he heard footsteps approach he breathed deep and waited for whoever was coming for him.
Lucas. The boy stepped through the door and stared at him, his eyes taking in every inch of the man that could so easily have been his stepfather, and had starred in many jack off fantasies over the years. As much as he enjoyed his current sex life, especially the most recent encounter with Dillon, his dreams often went back to John Paul and today he was going to make the most of it. Now though, his job was to send John Paul off to his next partners, who were likely waiting for him right now. It had taken work to convince them to join, but they had agreed to turn up as long as everyone there could be trusted to keep silent. That was why Dillon hadn't been invited, as Lucas and Charlie couldn't be 100% sure on him just yet.
They looked at each other, and Lucas had to take advantage of the situation, and checking that he had time he walked over to John Paul whose eye's never strayed from the teen. Lucas was still in his uniform, and looked good enough to eat as he straddled John Paul's lap and began to kiss him, the kiss turning more passionate as he tasted his friends cum on the former teacher's mouth. John Paul gave only a token resistance, before letting his tongue fight against Lucas's, his mind struggling that this was Ste's kid as his arms strained to get free and take him in his arms. The knots were tight though, and he could do nothing more than brush his fingers against Lucas's body, and then he gasped loudly as he felt Lucas roll his hips down onto his bulge. He had started to soften while left alone, but was quickly returning to full mast as their kiss grew more intense and Lucas grinded down on him. He was desperate to cum, and as he felt Lucas push harder onto him, he could only swear into the lad's mouth as their dicks rubbed over each other. Another few minutes of this and John Paul was close to orgasm, and then Lucas pulled back from the kiss and stood up, John Paul growling in frustration and he was about to rip the chair apart when he watched the lad turn around and sit back on him.
He planted his stunning ass, still clothed in his school trousers, onto John Paul's tented erection and the man groaned in pleasure. Lucas leant back, his body covering John Paul's as he led on the man, and then turning his face so they looked at each other, Lucas began to grind and rub his ass over John Paul's lap. John Paul gaped at the teen, whose head rested on his shoulder and was staring at him with eyes that burned in lust, unable to move as the lad writhed on top of his body and his dick reached full height as the boy's tight ass pushed against him. Lucas used every trick he could think of to bring John Paul to the edge, rotating his hips and pushing down onto the guy, doing every thing short of fucking as he felt John Paul begin to push up against him. The two stared at each other, mouths inches apart as the gasped and moaned, the two needing to get off as their bodies moved together, neither caring that they were still fully clothed.
For John Paul, he'd had sex a lot. With men and women. Topped and bottomed. This, right now was one of the sexiest encounters he'd ever had, and his dick was still in his pants. The few times he allowed his eyes to flick away from Lucas's face, which wasn't often as he lost himself in the eyes of the lad, it caught his uniformed body lying on top of him and his hips rising and falling as he thrust his ass against John Paul's lap. For Lucas, despite his desire to rip John Paul's trousers open and take the huge dick into his mouth or ass, he had agreed with the others to wait for later, and had been promised proper alone time with man. Their lust grew as they stared at each other, and John Paul finally gave in and captured Lucas in a kiss that made Lucas grind against him harder and his hips to rotate faster as he pushed John Paul to the edge and beyond.
They split apart as John Paul groaned, "Fuck, Lucas. Almost there, please. Let me. Please. Jesus. Fuck!!!" John Paul came, his dick finally releasing all the pent up cum that his body had built up into his boxers and filling them to bursting, which they did. The cum filled the crotch of his boxers, leaked down to soak his balls and even spill down onto his legs and out of the slit until his orgasm finally subsided and he fell back with a heavy sigh. His body was exhausted and he just lay there limp as Lucas remained on top of him, his ass staying on John Paul's slowly deflating dick until he felt the dampness begin to seep through the trousers. His task almost done, he stood up and released the ties from John Paul's wrists and took a moment to look at the guy as he led in the chair with his eyes still shut. He was wrecked, his shirt streaked in cum and his trousers soaked through with cum, and Lucas wanted to get down and taste him but he was running late and it wouldn't be long before someone came looking. He bent down to John Paul and placed a kiss on his lips, stirring the man from his relaxation and getting his eyes open, where he saw Lucas standing back over him with a smile on his face. He pulled a slip of paper from his shirt pocket and pressed it into John Paul's hand as he said, "Sir, you're wanted in the staff room. They said urgent, so no time to clean up. Sorry."
He turned and walked from the room, his trousers bulging as he rushed to join Charlie and Ollie, who were with Mason in a class down the hall and demonstating all they'd learned from John Paul on their friend while Lucas had been with John Paul. His dick strained as he ran all the way, desperate to get off once again. John Paul had watched him leave, eyes staring at the retreating ass until he was alone and his hand gripped the paper tighter before opening it up. It read, "Hope you're enjoying the fun so far, Sir. Head to the staff room, there are some guests waiting for you. Or leave, your choice. Us four will see you later, we hope."
John Paul sat there for a minute, his dick twitching in his cum filled boxers and as he considered his next move. He stood up, and rubbing his wrists as he caught sight of himself in the mirror, he grinned and knew where he was heading, and tried to think of what was going to happen next.
So as I said, this is my 50th chapter. That is absolutely insane to me, as I can't believe I've reached this milestone. When I first had the idea of writing, I thought it was madness, until I thought I'd give it a try. I've been truly humbled by the postitive responses I've gotten, and I can't believe the appreciation and all the kind words and suggestions I've recieved since then.
As it's the 50th story, I'm doing this in two parts as I wanted to make this one extra special.
Can I make a special request, and please let me know which chapter has been your favourite, or which pairing you like most. Would love to find out what people have enjoyed, and if any older chapters are still revisited since your first reading.