Graduation Night By Joe Camp idc90@hotmail.com
Warning: This story contains graphic sex between a man in his 40's, and a young 18 year-old. If you are underage, or this type of gay story offends you, find something else.
This story depicts unprotected gay sex. That is not real life, if you want to live to old age. This story is fiction, and no one in it can catch anything, unless I, the author that made them up, want them to. Then, no amount of protection could keep them safe. You, on the other hand, are not fiction.
All names used in the story are false. Any resemblance of characters to an actual person is purely coincidental.
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They are about ready to start. I guess I better find a seat. Gary has some real talent this year. That boy playing first violin is real good. He'll probably make state before he graduates. Better hurry, Gary's tuning them up. There's a seat over there. I think that is Lora Johnson's family.
There are the seniors. 92 graduating this year, and I have had most of them in my class. I guess I am a good teacher. In the 20 years I have been teaching, I've only had to fail a handful of students. I've nearly always been able to find some way to motivate each one. Even though I teach 10th grade, I have several former students invite me to their graduation each year.
Dan Ashford. I'm glad he made it. School has always been a struggle for him. He would try so hard, and the best he ever did was a C. I'm glad he didn't give up.
Curtis Caveny. A real smart boy. He could have been top of the class, if he hadn't had to work a part time job all the way through school. Still, 8th isn't bad. He used to drive me crazy during class. He would sit there playing with his dick, and I had a hard time keeping my mind on the lesson. Yeah, I'm sure I could have gotten him in bed. I was really tempted, that time he was looking right at me, as he cum. The way he smiled at me and laid his hand by the wet spot on his pants, just about made me cream my own. It doesn't matter that even then, he was so sexy, I couldn't hardly stand it. Oh well, don't even start thinking about having sex with a student. It's bad enough being a gay in the bible belt. Get caught messing with one of your students, and they would hang you by the balls.
Philip Fife. He and Debbie Hedrick are getting married next month. They sent me a wedding invitation. They might as well get married. It was obvious they were jumping each other in the 10th grade.
Fred Ledgerwood. I think he and Ed McQuaide are still a couple. I had heard they had some ruff times from the Kuntz boy. I was tempted to fail him, just for spite.
Martha Zumwalt. A real nice girl. She used to have a crush on me. I don't know if she ever figured out I'm gay or not. She seemed to be dating that Mead boy this year.
OH! It's over. I didn't hear a word of Linda's speech. Oh well, she's a pompous ass, just like her brother was. She's so self-centered, that all I'll have to do is tell her how great her speech was.
Yes, here comes Lora. These are her people. Better say congratulations. Someone's call "Mr. Waters." Damn! I know that smiling face, but I can't remember her name. It must have been 10 years ago, that I had her in my class.
Well, the crowd is thinning out. I think I spoke to everyone I should have. No. There is still Curtis. I haven't talked to him. He's one that specially invited me. I have to talk to him. I wonder if he's already left. No, there he is. Man, is he hot looking. He's better looking now, then when he was in my class.
I wonder if his folks came. I haven't seen him with anyone except his classmates. I remember he said they worked nights, but surly they would come to their son's graduation.
I went over to Curtis, and spoke to him and the group of graduates he was with. I congratulated each one, and the others started drifting back to their families.
Curtis asked if I was going to any of the parties. I had been invited to several, but I had stopped going to parties years ago. If I go to one, and not another, someone gets their feelings hurt. Did he just ask me if we could go make our own party? Yes, he did! There is no mistaking his meaning.
As of tonight, he's no longer a student. Yeah, he's open game. Fresh meat. A real twink. Twink. I like that word. Whoever came up with it, knew what they were talking about. Curtis fills the word. Golden tan on the outside, full of creamy white stuff, and ready to eat. Yeah, that's Curtis.
I told him we could go to my apartment, and have a party, with just the two of us. I didn't have to say it twice. We were soon in my car. Curtis had come to the graduation with another boy, so we didn't have to worry about his vehicle. It was only a short drive to my apartment house.
I hurried him up the stairs to my apartment. I was glad I had taken the time to straighten it up, before leaving. His hand was on my butt, as I unlocked the door. I was so excited, I was having trouble getting the key in the lock. He called me, Mr. Waters. I told him my friends call me Jeff.
I slammed the door, a little harder then I had meant to, behind us. Curtis was in my arms. Our lips met in a deep kiss. Oh, the taste of him. I parted his full lush lips, with my tongue. A sweet taste of youth greeted me. His hands were on my back, pressing me to him. His sucking mouth was trying to devoir my tongue. He was hungry for this. I could feel a trembling in his body as we kissed.
I led him to my bedroom. Yeah, his face tells me this is what he wants. He's ready. That's a big hunk of meat, to be tenting his pants that way. Hell, I'm tented out too.
I slipped his suite jacket off. He was taking his tie off, as I unbuttoned his shirt. He was trying to get me undressed as soon as his tie was off. We were getting in each other's way, but we didn't care. I got his shirt off, and he wasn't Mr. Atlas, but man, was he nice. He was still trying to get my shirt off, when I bent down and sucked his nipple into my mouth. Oh, did that ever make him moan!
He got my shirt off, and raised me up. His mouth was returning the favor on my left nipple. I gently pressed his head to me, as I had to groan. I pulled Curtis down onto the bed. He was kissing down my chest and stomach. Man, it was fabulous.
I pulled him up, and rolled over on top of him. I kissed his shoulders, and started down his firm, young, exciting chest. He liked it when I got to his belly-button, and started licking and forcing my tongue into it. He moaned and pushed up, when I started gently sucking on it. I decided I would have to get our pants off. My pre-cum was leaking through, and I had a wet spot, on the front of my slacks. Well, it wasn't the first time. The cleaners would just have to deal with it.
I kicked off my shoes, without bothering to untie them. I slipped down, and got Curtis' off. Then his socks. He lay on the bed, passive. I could see his chest quickly rising and falling with his fast, short, breaths. I reached for his belt, and I felt the slight shudder of his body as I touched him. I got his belt undone, and unhooked the top of his pants. My prize was just under that zipper. I lowered his zipper, and his briefs were just as wet as my own.
I slipped his pants down his legs, and tossed them to the side. God, did he look good laying there! I took just a moment to feast my eyes, as Curtis smiled up at me. His underwear was last. He wouldn't be wearing those wet things home, his pre-cum had soaked the front. His great, beautiful cut rod appeared, as I slowly pulled off his jockeys. It sprang up, as soon as it was free.
His nuts lay heavy between his legs. I couldn't get rid of his underwear fast enough. I just had to get between his legs. I lapped at his nuts, as he moaned and twitched. I sucked one of his big eggs into my mouth. I can't tell you how good it was. It had been weeks since I had tasted anyone, and the taste of Curtis was filling my need.
My tongue ran up the length of his cock, and found the fat purple head. It was a mouth full, but I worked it in. Curtis was leaking so much pre-cum, that I had to swallow. Damn, but it was good. Sweet, mild taste.
I took a deep breath, and started his dick down my throat. It was sending him up the wall. He was whimpering, as he carefully thrust into my mouth. I got all the way down, before he started thrashing about, calling out my name. Mr. Waters, again, not Jeff.
I could feel his cock starting to swell in my throat. I knew he was about to cum. He screamed, "Ughhhhhhhhhh!", as I pulled off enough to taste the hot creamy cum, as he shot it from the source. Mild, sweet, just a little salty. He must have shot six or seven squirts, before he stopped, as his body jerked and thrashed about. I let his clean soft cock, slip from my mouth, when he reached down and pulled me up for a kiss.
It wasn't long, before Curtis had recovered and was wanting more. He told me he had been trying for three years, to get me to fuck him. Curtis said that was the only graduation present he wanted. How could I ever refuse him?
It seemed like I had been hard forever, as Curtis took my pants off me. My underwear was a mess. He got them off me, and started cleaning my dick and pubic area with his soft velvety tongue. I had to tell him I would blow if he kept doing that.
I got the lube out of the bedside night-stand, and started slicking his tight rosebud. I didn't work as long as I should have. I was too hot. I needed to be inside him too bad. I hurriedly slicked my cock, and lifted his legs to my shoulders.
Curtis was urging me to hurry, as I got lined up with the opening to his love tunnel. A medium hard push, and I was inside. Oh, the hot, silky, softness of him. I knew I wouldn't last long. He was just too hot, too moist, too wanting. He sighed with a deep contentment, as I bottomed out inside him.
I had to rest a few moments, to come down a little, before starting a long dicking into his wonderful tight channel. The head of my dick scrapped across his fat swollen prostate, and more pre-cum dribbled out. I pushed back in, and as I once more passed his prostate, I was ready to die. I was already in heaven. Curtis' moans accompanied my grunts, as we strove to reach that special place.
I soon had to sped up. I couldn't help it. His hot young body was just too good. I scooped up the pre-cum on his tummy, and used it to lubricate his steel hard dick. I started jacking him off in time with my fucking. Curtis once again screamed, as his cum erupted from the slit in his dick's head. There was so much force, he splattered my chest. My cum burst from my nuts, as he was screaming, and began it's search for a new home, deep inside his body. I had to join him in his scream, as my climax took me to new, undiscovered heights.
As I rested inside him, Curtis said, "Thanks, Jeff. That's the only present I got, and it really is the only one I wanted. Now I've graduated. I'm not a kid anymore."
He called me Jeff. I couldn't say anything, so I just leaned in, and kissed those sexy lips. I didn't really understand what he was talking about until later. He was telling me I was his first time for sex.
I asked Curtis if he could spend the night, and he informed me he could spend every night, until college started. He is going to be a teacher. We showered together, before returning to snuggle together in bed. As I was drifting off to sleep, I knew it would be a great Summer.
The End.
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