A new Teacher 2
by Aihu Fist
On the way home Matthew and I talked a lot about what had happened to us. He was all animated and not the least worried.
-Are you going to wear knickers or not tomorrow? He asked me.
-He'd said we can't, didn't he?
-Yes, he did, but what if we wore our knickers anyway? He wouldn't send us to the madhouse for that, would he? Do you really believe he could do that, Anthony?
-He sure can, he is the teacher after all, and we`re only students.
-I don't care really, mine were old ones. I can say I tore them up accidentally and threw them away. My dad may even say that he won't buy any new ones. But hey, did you see the teacher's landa?
-Yes I did, I didn't know Angresi landas were so huge. What is his name, do you know? I forgot it.
-His name is Alan, if I remember, and he is from Aberdeen.
-Alan? Haha, we'd better call him "Alanda".
-Great, Anthony, that will be his nickname for us then. He is kind of cute, don't you think so? I like him better than our teachers, Don't you? I think English teachers are more civilized than our countrymen. He will never beat us like Mr. Kumari in fourth grade.
-He was real bad, but Mr. Mukerjee from grade five was the worst, he got suspended last year when he put one boy upside down with his head in the bin. We are so lucky he's gone.
-Well, don't shout too soon victory, because I heard he will come back next week, he'll be teaching the Bible to us.
-The bible? I thought he was a Hindu?
-No he isn't, Hindus wouldn't be teaching in a catholic college, now would they? We all have Christian names, and only the best of the best of India study here. We are so privileged, aren't' we?
-I guess so
We walked on for a while and I got very worried about not wearing underwear. Sweating in those shorts would make them stick to my bottom. I missed my pink Spiderman already, but I still had a blue with Superman on it and one with Batman and Robin.
-Matthew?
-Yes?
-Don't put your knickers on tomorrow, please? He may get upset and he is a new guy, we don't know what he could do or say when he gets mad about it.
-Anthony?
-Yes?
-Are you mad at me?
-No, why should I?
-For touching you, the way I did...Are we still friends and will you continue helping me out with math?
-`Course I will, if you stop touching me under the desk like you did.
-You didn't like it?
-I am not sure, just don't do it tomorrow.
-Promise, Matthew said. I like you very much, Anthony, I really do. You are my best friend ever.
We were nearing our homes after having crossed a park. It was dark but the lovely banyan trees made this homecoming a special thing. I knew lots of young couples came here to make out. For some reason, my mum warned me no to hang around too long in this park and certainly not alone, because recently some people who came here by themselves got mugged. It was hard to imagine that such nasty things could happen here. But, then she may be right, I quickened my steps and told Matthew to hurry too. There was no one here, just us, I thought. Just when I wanted to go down the stairs which led to the main road, I bumped into a young fellow, so I stepped back and let him pass by. He briefly looked at me and then turned to Matthew and said:
-Hey, meera dost (my friend), what's up? How nice to find you here. I haven't seen each other for a while, haven't we?
He looked back at me and I saw that Matthew wasn't too enthused about this fellow. He seemed to be afraid of him rather than anything else. The boy was handsome and tall. Dressed in blue jeans and a leather jacket, he looked like a younger version of Sharuhk Khan. But his looks betrayed something sly and cunning in him.
-Is that your friend? He pointed at me.
-yes, Matthew said, he's my best friend.
-Oh, and I thought I was your best friend. Oh well I better let you guys go, I am in a hurry, but don't forget to come and see me some time...you still owe me some, you know.
Matthew nodded and said:
-See you Shiva.
The teenager approached him and sort of grabbed him by the neck in a gentle way and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
-What was this all about, Matthew?
-He used to be my neighbor and helped me out a few times with my homework, like you did and he wanted money for that, but I have no allowance and my dad would kill me if he found out that he made my school work.
-So, how did you pay him, Matthew?
-I did some errands for him, but that's not enough, he wants more, if I have no money he demands other things of me.
-Like what?
-Don't worry about it Anthony, I sort it out with him, let's go home now; my dad will beat the shit out of me for coming home so late.
-Shall I come with you and back you up.
-That's nice of you, but no, I will run home...see you tomorrow!
He ran off like that, and got quite puzzled about all the things that had happened to us this day.
Mum was sweet as always.
-Where have you so long, darling?
-We have to do overwork at school, mamaji, I have problems with chemistry and the teacher will give us special classes every day for an extra hour.
-Oh, really, that's nice of him. You must do your best Anthony darling; you know without studying hard no one gets anywhere. You want to become a doctor, so you must study double so hard.
Mum was right, after dinner I went to my room to play some video games on my computer. I had my own. Mum had saved up all of her hard earned money for this. I had one hour before I had to go to bed.
I undressed after the game and by doing so I realized I had been naked without my pink knickers.
-Goodnight darling, mamaji shouted from downstairs.
-Night mamaji!
Next morning I got dressed quickly and made haste to get on time at school. We had gym in the early afternoon.
As I ran I thought of Alanda in his tight grey trousers and imagined him sniffing at my knickers the way he'd done yesterday. What was so special about sniffing my underwear? I couldn't get it. My thoughts ran amok in my little confused head. I arrived out of breath at the playground. Only a few rows of each ten students stood waiting for me, it seemed. My school wasn't too big, very private and Christian. There aren't many in Kolkata, as most are Hindu.
-We are lucky, my mamaji said, because the Communist government of West Bengal could have easily prohibited any religion like the Chinese did. She made a cross while saying this.
Panting and with my tongue on my chest I lined up behind the row with nine other students. The bell had rung and everyone was filing into the classroom. Teacher had ruby trousers on and they were as tight as his grey ones. He looked very smart, couldn't keep my eyes of him, I have to admit, for the entire morning. But he was too busy with corrections of our homework. Matthew kept his hands to himself as he promised, but I had my wits about me all the time.
The gym class after lunch in the canteen was smooth sailing. Some of my mates stared at me kind of inquisitive, but not any of them dared to ask me about yesterday. I stuck with Matthew.
-So, did your father beat you?
-No, he was too pissed, I found him drunk in front of the TV. I went straight to my room and looked at some dirty pictures.
-Dirty pictures?
-Yes, my dad has them lingering all over. Naked women...his favorite deck of cards. But they don't turn me on, really.
-I have never seen any.
-Shall I bring them to school tomorrow; we can watch them behind the trees there during recess.
-If you say so, why not.
The bell rang and now we had to go and play cricket. I wasn't good at it, I hated it. In the locker-room where we all undressed I felt kind of uneasy, with teacher standing in the doorway observing us. Gosh, I realized I had my Batman knickers on. What about Matthew? I saw him sitting opposite of me with a big towel over his shorts. He had no knickers and got his sports dress on beneath the towel. I slipped in my white trousers and so did Matthew. Teacher hadn't said anything, maybe he hadn't seen me. Or was that wishful thinking? How was I going to get rid of my knickers before we went back to the classroom? Anyway, it wasn't a big deal, perhaps he only wanted to scare us, yesterday. The match was over soon. We showered; each one had ten minutes to do so. I went straight for my towel, dried myself off and wanted to get dressed. Teacher was waiting in the classroom for us. It was hectic and chaotic; everyone shouted and screamed like silly girls about anything and nothing. I
got my neatly ironed shirt over my vest and tie on, ready to get my knickers on, when I realized they weren't where I left them. I was the last one to leave the locker room, everyone laughed at me because I stood there like a fool with nothing on except for my shirt and socks. I had no choice but to put my shorts on and walk to the classroom.
-Why are you late, Anthony?
-I am sorry sir, but I couldn't find my knickers.
The entire class laughed and roared and so did the teacher.
-Silence now! He barked and slammed the ruler on his desk. I quietly went to sit next to Matthew. It was English class and this was difficult for me. The grammar bit of it just drove me crazy. This was Matthew's turn to help me as he was the best in English. It was hotter than yesterday, the windows weren't open making it like a hothouse, but the fans spun like mad above our heads. Alanda got up and walked along the aisles checking everyone's work. One could hear a pin drop. When he reached our desk, he came behind us and said: Matthew and Anthony again...you are the lousiest students I have ever seen. This is not a class of copyists, I think.
-Matthew, why don't you go and sit with Tata there in the corner.
-Yes, sir.
Matthew didn't like it a bit to leave me like that. He winked at me when teacher didn't see it. Tata was a nice lad, thirteen like me with a very dark complexion. He was from Tamil Nadu, everyone made fun of him because he was so dark. Once, someone pulled down his knickers in the locker room. He had the darkest landa I have ever seen. He started crying when called him Kala landa. So most of the time he sat alone in the class room, nobody wanted to sit next to him. I don't know why, because as I mentioned before, he is a nice lad. Matthew and Tata? Why did he send Matthew to sit next to him? Never mind I hadn't got much time to think.
-You Anthony stand up and follow me right by the blackboard.
I did what he said and stood there silly doing nothing.
-Now, write on the board: I lost my knickers. I want you to write it in the simple past, the past perfect. Ten sentences each and then I want you to give me the answer as to why you lost them.
By the time I had all the tenses on the board, the bell rang I hadn't given the answers yet, but no one cared. The left the classroom yelling like any young student happy to leave school. They knew we had to stay back with teacher. He locked the room again and closed the curtains like yesterday. We took place behind his desk and waited for him to say something.
-Good to see, you know your place, boys. Take all your clothes off. We will proceed with the love lessons; we had started so well yesterday.
We stood there naked as if it was the most common thing to do. Teacher stopped the huge fans so we wouldn't get too cold. He undid himself of his necktie and unbuckled his snake leather belt. He sure had money, I thought, wearing such expensive clothes.
-Matthew, why don't you resume what you did with Anthony? I know you love it and he will start loving it, you'll see.
-Sure sir, Matthew said, and immediately got on his knees and took my little sleeping landa in his wet mouth.
-Try to think of it as licking a kulfi (Indian ice cream), use a lot of spit, the more the merrier for Anthony.
Again Matthew sent me sky-high with each and every lick of his fat tongue. How could I have told him not to touch me anymore? Instinctively I put my hands on his head and stroked through his hair.
-Very good Anthony, I can see you are learning. You are more relaxed now.
I closed my eyes and bit my lips; my thighs were shivering and thrilling with every lap over my gland. Matthew's Landa stood right up, it was nearly as big as my thin wrist. The teacher was heaving and moaning watching us. But when I opened my eyes he was holding my batman knickers over his nose. Gosh, he had stolen them! He smiled when he realized I had noticed. He got up from his chair and walked toward us, his underwear clearly visible. The brand of his briefs read Boss. He certainly was our boss, I thought. He crouched and sat beside me.
-Good work, Matthew, keep it up, he definitely likes it. Hang in there,I will now teach you how to kiss, Anthony. Close your eyes again, please. You will love this. My inner darkness behind my eyes gave me strength and will to accept this experiment. There wasn't much time between his last words and the gluing of his lips on my mine. His moistened mine; I opened my mouth for him to explore my mouth. I was getting wet below my ball sac and very wet inside my mouth as he poked his tongue around my teeth. Matthew had not let go of my landa, he actually began chewing on it, then I felt a rough hand caressing my bottom, then a finger feeling my boy hole. I squeezed my thighs together; I couldn't take this any longer.
-Easy now, Anthony, easy boy...he whispered. My body and mind was up in flames. He stopped kissing me, we looked in each other's eyes, and then he turned to Matthew and said:
-Now you kiss him.
-Me sir? Matthew asked flabbergasted.
-Yes, you...have you watched me doing it.
-I did sir, he said cheerfully. His eyes lit up as if he had just received a birthday present.
Alanda gently guided our bodies to get together as close as possible. Matthews's landa and mine touched and we would have stayed like that had Alanda not led Matthew's landa under my ball sac, I was actually sitting on it. I told how big his was; well it felt like huge salami between my buttocks. Matthew held my body in his arms and began to kiss me. The raw finger was back up my bottom and another hand was gently rubbing my thin landa. I don't know what came over me, but all of a sudden I started moving my hips pushing them forward vigorously.
-That's right Anthony, ride Matthews's big fat cock, isn't it itchy and lovely between your legs, him rubbing it in there and you poking his tummy with yours? How does it feel boys?
-Lovely and exciting sir, I am so hot for Anthony? Matthew said in-between two long kisses.
-Really? Now why don't I kiss you too, Matthew?
-Ok sir, Matthew said eagerly.
Alanda held Matthew's face with both hands and began licking his whole face, gosh that was weird but quite exciting. He must have noticed because he reached out for my landa and pulled my skin back.
-Get my trousers down, Anthony, quick and my briefs too.
-Yes sir, I said soldier like.
I couldn't believe this, I was allowed to undress my teacher, and my landa seemed to get harder even as it sprang against my tummy. He was still at it and kept rubbing my landa. Gosh, his bum was full of blond hair, like a forest that ran all the way down his bottom and inside. Now he was holding two landas and was moaning very much every time he pulled Matthew's. The latter went berserk, I never seen anything like it.
-Take my cock, Anthony and pull my skin like I do with yours.
It was twice the size in length and girth of Matthew's; I needed two hands to do this job.
Suddenly he stopped and pushed Matthew down on hi s back. I let go of his landa as he jerked away from me.
Lift your legs Matthew, he ordered.
Matthew did not resist, when teacher put his landa on Matthew's ball sac and rode it softly with the tip of his landa.
-Watch now boys, he shouted.
Long white jets landed on Matthews belly and then he rubbed it over his entire tummy.
-Come and lick it up Anthony, Matthew will certainly enjoy it. Come on, it's scrumptious.
I was curious enough to try this, I saw Matthew doing the other day...so I got on all fours and licked my tongue rough and dry, but that was well compensated for with Alanda kissing us all over. He ran his tongue over my back and bottom and his landa became hard again. But his watch started beeping...it was 6 pm. Time to go home.
-Off you go, boys and don't forget, no knickers tomorrow, agreed?
-Yes sir, we said happily while we jumped in our clothes.
I wasn't afraid anymore of him, I really thought we learning something. I realized not all adults were the same and surely my mum would never teach me such lovely things he did. I must say I felt quite privileged that he had chosen us out of the 40 students. At night in bed I could still feel his tongue running in and out of my bum, but the most beautiful thing were his blue eyes, I could swim in them. I honestly must admit to you, dear readers, that I had fallen in love for the first time and that it was a very nice feeling that sent me dreaming about more cuddles and French kissing.
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