The following morning began the g-string bikini apparel day at the Phallustine Boys Acadamy . Each day of the week was assigned a distinctive fashion selection geared to enhance the boys sexual appeal. On bikini days, the boys undressed down from whatever outer wear necssary for the days weather, to the featured articles of clothing, a short, tight low neck t-shirt, which ended above the belly button, and a g-string bikini bottom. Each boy was allowed to display a variety of colors and patterns reflecting their own (or their mothers) particular taste.
Despite being addled by the stunning display of boy pulchritude, Cindy's mind drifted as she sat in front of her class as the students began writing brief essays on man-boy love in ancient Greece. She was imaginatively re-living the passion of the previous nights lesbian 'blow out' with Stephany. The feel of a beautiful womans fully naked body against her own, silk on silk, was irresistible.
Cindy had been in love with girls bodies (and shyly, her own) since she was very young. And she had experienced many enchantments of lesbian love with her mother, her mothers girlfriends and their daughters from an early age.
But she had always been attracted to beautiful young boys as well and to smooth bodied teenagers. The sapphic pleasures with Stephany the previous night were somehow augmented by the naked boy statue and by pictures of angelically aroused boys hanging on her bedroom walls. `They supplement my masturbations' Stephany told Cindy with a mischevous grin.
And even more provacative, the video `Nutz to you' (a gift to Stephany from her licentious girlfried Katie) playing on Stephany's large screen television. The gratutous orgasmic moaning of the boys in the video completemented the whimpers and cries of passion between the sapphically obsessed teachers as they explored and exploited each others bodies.
`Miss Bensen'.
Cindy's memories became nebulous.
`MISS BENSEN'.
Cindy came to with a jolt. Her beatific student Billy was shouting at her.
`I have to GO'.
Billy's fellow students were giggling at his predicament as the boy clutched the cute bulge under his tiny bikini. Billy was constantly coddled and teased by the other boys but equally desired as a sex toy because of his cuteness and indulgent submissiveness.
Cindy decided to help Billy escape further teasing by his classmates and assented quickly. 'Go ahead Billy. And come right back'.
Me too, teacher', shouted Mike, her previous day's provocateur, as he jumped up grabbing his bulging crotch. I really gota go'. `I've really got to go', Cindy admonished him spontaneouslly correcting his illiterate grammar.
`You too, teacher? You can come with Billy and me then'.
Mike followed Billy out the door, casting an impudent grin at the blushing teacher as he exited.
I am NOT coming with you' she called after him unnecessarily. As her cheeks flushed in further embarrassment, the other students slyly rolled their eyes at Cindys flustered behaviour. But not out of malace because they all loved their teacher. And why not. Cindy was an amazingly pretty blond, with a baby face, very adult body, and lucious smooth/silky thighs.
Nor could she hide how desirable she found the boys or resist gazing at their beautiful bodies and swollen bikini pouches.
Mike caught up with Billy just as he entered the bathroom. `You didn't have to go' Billy glared at Mike, knowing the more experienced boy was making fun of him. Billy quickly pulled down his bikini in front of a urinal and let out what might be described as a somewhat petite flow of urine.
`Stop staring at me!'.
`Well, Billy boy, its your own fault for being so sexy. Are you trying to seduce me?'.
`I wish you wouldn't talk so weird' Billy remonstrated, trying to pull up his bikini after finishing his pee. The bikini seemed to be catching on his balls, leaving all the fresh boy meat out for Mike's amusement and libidinous pleasure.
`Whoa there sprout. You didn't shake all the drips off.'
Mike reached down and gave a quick, not too gentle squeeze on the head of Billies penis. A few final spurts popped into the urinal.
`Ouch'. Billy overracted, not to the slight pain, really, but to the Mike-handling of his dick. Which to his dismay was beginning to swell up even more noticeably.
Partly owing to the viagra which was administered to the boys at the start of each school day. As an Acadamy of sexuality, it was determined by the powers that the curricular psychological stimulation should be supplemented by the physical input of the little blue pill. So, by mid hour of their first course of the day, virtually all boys in the acadamy had hard dicks pressing against their bikinis or whatever sexy attire might be barely confining their lower torso.
Mike continued to man handle Billy's boy parts under the guise of helping him shake off the pee drops. Billys embarassment at having Mike's hand holding a now fully erected penis, thumb rubbing over the damp tip, reached its limit.
Please stop Mike' he whimpered as his erection began to quiver in the older boys hand. Besides, you said you had to go too?'.
Thanks for reminding me, squirt' Mike said and kneeled down to help Billy, only partially successfully, to squeeze his penis and balls back into his bikini. Parts of both pink balls and a tip of the head still remained peeking out. Guess that will have to do', Mike laughed, appreciating the half success of his endeavor.
Billy quailed at the appearance of his sexual parts which would probably be displayed like that for the rest of the day. His sexual arousal almost insured that his erection would be at full salute for many hours to come and the subject of much amusement and stimulation amoung the other boys and teachers.
`So, I think we need a bit of quid pro quo here little dick' Mike suggested suggestively to Billy, a kwerky look on his face.
`What do you mean?'
`Well, as I told Ms B, I had to go too. So all I need is a little help from you'. Mike seized one of Billy's hands and pushed it firmly against his swollen pouch.
Ummm, like what?' Billy mumbled, both disturbed and aroused. What if someone comes into the bathroom?'
`Well, what of it. The more the merrier. Now lean down and pull off my bikini so I can piss'.
The boy, even more pretty as desire flushed his pink cheeks, knelt down and began fumbling with the silky, almost translucent, fabric.
When he finally managed to pop Mikes penis and balls out, Billy accidently bobbed forward and bumped his head directly on the head of Mikes swollen rod.
`Hey bro, cool head butt'. Mike leaned forward pressing his penis against Billy's head and began to masturbate on the cute boys face.
`What are you doing, Mike' Billy whimpered, while enjoying the silky feel of Mike's penis rubbing over his cheeks, nose, lips and chin.
Mike stepped back, seemingly forgetting that he was supposed to be pissing, although his rock hard erection would at this point only have been able to emit a certain other type of emission. The swollen head of his penis came to rest on Billy's forhead. Mike moved back slightly further so his dick could stand freely, directly in front of the breathless boy.
`Do you like it?'
`Ummm', Billy whispered, his tongue licking his full, half opened lips.
`Do you worship it?'.
`I guess so'. Billy's eyes gazed intently at the beautiful object being waved slightly from side to side in front of him.
`I want your lips and tongue to worship it, Billy. Can you do that for me?'.
Billy groaned. He slid his hands slowly up Mikes thighs contining to gaze at the beautiful totem. His hand, after pausing to fondle Mikes pink, hairless balls, glided up the rigid stalk; his fingers curled around the flanged head, twisting it between his fingers to the pattern of Mikes urgent inhalations and exhalations; pulled the beauty object down to his pouting lips and finally, slowly, while gazing up past the that boy/man tower of flesh, pulled it between his bee stung lips and began the most beautiful sucking experience of his life.
Two voices, tenor and soprano, blended in raptourous homoboy bliss, totally oblivious to the sounds coming from outside.
The door to the bathroom opened. Cindy entered, blushed immediately but decided that this time she would not be embarrassed at Mike's stunning indeceny.
Her entrance was part of a policy at the Acadamy that any teacher, male or (usually) female could enter any bath room, locker room or anywhere else at any time without knocking. The intention was not to punish any student for in flagrante delicto behavior. On the contrary, that kind of activity was rather celebrated at the school and the sudden appearnace of a teacher during such an incident was valued as an enhancemnt of shared intimacy between student and teacher.
Again Mike' Cindy exhorted. Do you ever stop?'.
Mike looked at her with glazed eyes. Please Ms B' Mike whispered with a faux whimpering tone. Can I come on Billy's face while you watch?'.
Cindy laughted, almost insolently, having completely lost her moral capacity when it came to Mike`s sexual games.
She should have simply returned to her class. But no. Cindy leaned back against one of the wash basins and watched her second boy cuming in two days. Both spurtings from the irrepressible Mike.
And Billy? He was so besotted, he could have been blowing his impertinant school mate in front of a World Cup championship crowd in the stadium and before millions on TV and the internet. All he cared about was satisfying his own phallic sucking pleasures with the wonderous boy who had taken him so insolently and passionately. The taste and feel of Mike's penis in his mouth, at this moment, and soon, the splatter of fresh boy cum on his face, transcended anything that he could have imagined or would ever be able to resist in the future.
And the boys in the classroom? They had elected in Cindy's absence to have a masturbation-to-cum competition. They stripped off everything and totatally nude, strutted around for each other, showing off their generous, pill induced erections.
The competition began: 2 boys finished in 30 seconds, 3 more within 2 minutes and the final 6 within 5 minutes, barring one. The orgiastic behaviour was captured on the classroom video camera and available to be viewed by the amused and sexually aroused teachers in their relaxation room at any time of the day.
The final boy to spurt his cum was Timmy, a sweet faced tiny mascot for the bigger boys with a pert little dick who had intensly watched the other boys orgasms. His classmates lifted Timmy onto the teachers desk. He was laid on his back and encouraged by the boys, penises still quivering from their own orgasms, to masturbate himself in his uniquely peculiar fashion. 11 pairs of eyes watched intently as Timmy squeezed and twisted the head of his tiny dick, running a finger around the flange and then in the crevice on the underside of the head.
After a minute of performing this sensous digital arabesque, Timmy's voice let out several feminized squeaks, he thrust up his hips and three petite drops of cum spurted out of his teapot size spout.
At precisely that moment, the door to the classroom thrust open and an enraptured blond teacher, who had already captured so many of the boys erotic fantasies, burst into the room. All eyes turned towards Cindy Bensen as her eyes intensely stared as Timmy's creamy cum drips dribbled down on his stiffly up thrusted erection. Cindy, stunned, could only think, `I wish it were in my mouth'.