My Student Chapter 1 by Terry Jeff
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It was my first year teaching in a country school. I had a class of eight students, four boys and four girls. The classroom stunk of body odor. So I asked the principal if we could have a gym class and then get the students to wash their bodies at least three times a week. He thought that was a good idea.
We played kickball in the gym. Afterward's the lady aid took the girls to the showers and I took the boys to the showers. We all got naked and were showering off. That was when I noticed one of the boys with a long cock. It was hanging way down his legs over his balls. Sam was the smallest student in my class and the dirtiest of the bunch. I made him come over by me in the shower and I soaped his back scrubbing the dirt off. I asked "Sam don't you take a bath at home"? He said, "No, we don't have a shower or bath. We go to the creek to bathe but it to cold now to do that."
I rubbed the soap down his back to his butt and over his smooth hairless legs. I made him turn around and was greeted with a four inch hard on from Sam. I rubbed the soap up his body I told him to wash between his legs and then I took over on his small smooth chest. Sam had long black hair that hung on his shoulders. His blue eyes looked into my eyes. His waist was small and slender. Out of my side view I saw Roger with his long cock getting larger and harder. Roger watched me as I washed Sam. Then he asked, "Could you wash my back off, please sir." He walked over to my shower and turned. My hands rubbed his shoulders with soap down his back and then to the small of his back. I watch as the soap as it ran down his back to between his ass crack. He squeezed his small smooth butt cheeks together as my soapy hands washed over them. Roger walked back to his own shower with a hard on. I never seen one that big in my life.
We all got out of the shower and dried off. We got into our clothes and headed back to the classroom. Everyone looked and smelled better after the shower.
The day ended and I went home. I took a shower after a long day. I ate supper and put on my robe to take a nap. The door bell rang and I went to answer it. There standing was Roger with his light brown hair combed, white t shirt, blue jeans and sneakers. "Come on in Roger."
He came in and sat down on the couch. I told him I was about to take a nap. "Can I take one with you sir." he asked smiling
"While your in my house you can call me Jerry." I said.
We went into the bed room. I took off my robe and was only wearing white briefs. Roger begin to strip out of his clothes down to his tight blue briefs. He climbed into the other side of the bed. I close my eyes and then I felt Roger arm reaching and laying across my chest. His hand moved down to my crotch touching, touching, and touching making me harder and harder. My hips lifted up to meet his manipulating hands. I felt his fingers lift the front of my briefs and reach in touching my hard cock. His smooth hands played up and down on the underside of it, finally I reached down pulling my briefs off my body.
Roger scooted closer, I could feel his large hard boy cock against my thigh.. His blue briefs were wet with precum as he manipulated my hard cock faster and faster. I moaned, "Roger, you've got good fingers."
My legs kept spreading further apart as he jacked me faster and squeezed my cock. His fingers from his other hand playing with my full balls, stroking them and juggling them in the palm of his hand. I moaned again. My body arching up to meet his stroking fingers, my cock head enlarged with wetness. Now I could feel Roger's own cock sticking out of the top of his tight briefs laying against my thigh. He smeared his boy pre cum up and down my thigh as he humped my leg. His hands were a blur of motion as my cock was stretched to it's limit I let out a scream and arched my back shooting a load across my chest, some hitting my chin and the rest streaming down my chest to my cock head. I felt his hand smear my cum into my skin and then I watched his blue eyes twinkled as he licked up some from his fingers.
I reached down between his body and could feel five inches of his cock sticking out of his briefs. I pulled his briefs down off his body, sitting between his legs I grabbed his hard cock with both hands and could still hardly covered the length. I laid it down on his belly and it reached way past his belly button. I rubbed my hand along the velvety skin of his uncut cock. The tip was red and sticking out of tube. I began to jack him and he spread his smooth firm thighs for me to sit between. He stuck his feet deep into the bed and arched his ass up in the air. His cock seem to grow larger in my hand and thicker. I pulled back on the cock and jacked it up and down harder and faster. I leant over it feeling his pre cum running down the length of his cock. He moaned my name and screamed, shooting up and over his body onto his face. Loads of cum dribbled down his face and neck and chest. My hands were covered in cum an it
was still coming out of his cock. Boy oh boy, this boy could shoot a load.
Roger then asked, "Can I call my mom and stay the weekend? She likes you and trusts you, please."
I replied, "lets clean up and go call your mom". We took a wet towel cleaning our bodies and went over to the phone and he called his mom while I slowly jacked his cock as he talked to her. He smiled at me as his cock stiffened in my hand. Then he handed the phone to me for his mom to talk to me. "No, problem. He been good and I will bring him home Sunday afternoon.
We ate supper wearing only briefs at the table.. We went back in the bedroom and took our briefs off laying down on the bed. My hands rubbed over his chest, playing with his nipples. Roger moaned saying, "No one ever played with my nipples like that and it feels great"
I lean over and kiss one of his nipples. I suck on it as I pinched the other one. I look down and his cock was rock hard and sticking straight up in the air. It was pulsing with his heart beat and I could see it bouncing up and down. I continued to kiss his chest and moved up to his neck and to his ear lobes. "Roger, you taste so sweet to me." I whispered
I moved my lips across his lips. My tongue went into his mouth and I licked over his teeth and sucked in his tongue. Then I felt his own tongue probe my mouth. I felt his hands grab the back of my head. His fingers entwined in my hair as our mouths sought each others. This was his first french kiss and one he would remember for the rest of his life. Our hands moved over each others body's as we kissed. This kissing was kept up for ten minutes and our hands moved down our sides to each other cocks. We began stroking each other my six inch cock could not compare to his nine inch cock that I had measured after supper.
We put our cocks together while facing each other on our knees. We jacked each others cock until our arms got tired. Then we grab both cocks and pump them together. I could feel the wetness of our pre dripping down the length of our shafts. My cock was hot and ready to explode. I said, "Don't jerk on it for a moment Roger." I continued to stroke and I could feel his body starting to react pressing into my hard wet fucking cock. He leaned his head on my shoulder and sucked the skin into his mouth. His body begin to tremble as he reach out to touch my cock and his together. Our balls were hot and boiling with spunk, ready to be shot up between our bodies. Roger and I let out a moan at the same time sending shots of spunk as high as our chins and face and down our chest until the last cum dribble over our fists.
We cleaned up and lay down on the bed, It was dark, from the bedroom window we saw the moon as we wrapped our arms around each other and fell asleep. My hands rubbed over his young smooth firm body.
In my mind I wandered what Saturday would bring to our weekend of pleasure.
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