School Daze Chapter 6: Another Dream

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Is this a dream or is this real? My question is real, but another thing that's real is that Jacob is fucking with my head. This evening I attended a series of three short, original plays by students at the drama department. One of them was by and starring Jacob. It was called "Seduction" and that was its subject. In the play, he devised three ways in which someone can seduce someone. The seducees were a stepfather, the mom of a best friend and, surprise, a school professor. Of course, in the end, Jacob was successful in all three episodes. He used the date rape drug in episode involving the stepfather.

With the professor he used another boy to entice him. The scene was at a bar and a very cute boy came to him, and played with him. He was not a student of the school--and thus fair game--but rather a bar back of the bar and off duty. The boy was all over the professor who was obviously stimulated. And the professor was ready to invite the boy home, when the boy received a phone call. He went into a corner to take the call. He returned to the professor. He placed his hand in the teacher's lap. "I'm sorry, sir, that was my boyfriend. We had just had a big fight, but he apologized and begged me to come home. I'm sorry. I have to go."

The professor faced the audience with a huge boner and gave a brief homily on cockteasers soliloquy. On the other side of the stage, the boy went to Jacob who was standing in visibly but behind the curtain. The two shook hands in an aggravated, overacting way.

Jacob approached the professor. The dialogue between Jacob and the professor was brief, and it was clear the professor had been avoiding Jacob's advances but now was so horned up, he had no alternative. He had to have sex, and soon. The two walked out of the bar together.

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This is how my brain was working, oir not working.

I opened the front door of my house and saw that there were these two boys on the sofa, on their knees, with their perfect butts displayed for me. Usually my dog would have greeted me by jumping up on me and licking my neck or face. But there was Max sitting patiently watching the boys going at each other. Max was funny about sex. He really liked to watch. He would sit there and peer at whatever sex act was happening. If someone was playacting in a way that it looked like it hurt me, he wouldn't come to my rescue, bitch. Rather, he'd cock his head to one side or the other signaling his confusion and not understanding.

I saw that the two boys were close enough to be kissing passionately. Their tongues were dancing in and out of each other's mouths. And, in harmony their asses were swaying slowly. It was very sexy. Oh, and they were handcuffed to each other (they were toy, plastic handcuffs). That they were connected to each other was also very sexy, even if they were toy handcuffs. They were kissing as if they were in love, or that they had just met and making out for the first time. They were both right-handed. Why I mention that is because they were both playing with each other's dicks, and the boy on the right was doing a much better job. The guy on the left was struggling a little to masturbate adequately. He'd switch between trying to stroke the other's dick and feeding his own hole with his middle finger and sometimes two fingers.

I knew these boys. They were in my beginner's acting class last semester. How they got in my apartment I don't know, but I didn't take time to try figure that out.

Rather, I got on my knees and crawled over to the dog to say hi and then crawled over to the boy fingering his asshole and was about to start fucking his asshole with my tongue. I took his right hand and licked and sucked his fingers very slowly. I think he was enjoying it. The lips of his hole were bright red like he'd been fucked recently, maybe by several men with large dicks, larger than mine.

I am not embarrassed by my dick size. It's 5 ½ inches when fully hard. Kinda small, hunh? But it works just fine. There have been times when I was hooking up with a guy or on a real, actual date and when they saw my dick, they moaned in relief. It was circumcised with a nice overgrown head. And it wasn't too veiny.

I moved to replace his fingers with my mouth. But his hole had restored its 19-year-old state of tightness. My tongue was inches from his ass. Closer, closer. His red hole lips were so beautiful. And that's just when the doorbell rung. Fucking doorbell.

"Fuck," I said.

"Fuck," one of them said. "Is that the police?"

"No," I responded. "We're not doing anything illegal. You are 19? You are older than 16?" I was having teasing, but in a bit of a sex crazed maniacal state. He had to be 19 because he was in my beginner's acting class. I put some spit on my finger and rolled it around the beautiful lips of his hole.

He moaned. "Don't go."

"Don't worry. I'll be right back."

The door security system was ringing more frequently by the time I got to it. "Hi, who is it?"

"It's me," he said in a breathless way.

"Hunh," I asked.

"It's Christian, you know. The blonde long hair guy in your comic drama workshop. You, uhm, invited me over for some coffee and stuff."

"Oh, yeah." I pushed the button to let him in. I tried to remember Christian. "Oh yes," I told myself, "fuck yes." I was remembering Christian. He had long blonde wavy hair and one of his bangs was always pushing in front of his forehead. It was just one of his sexy things. He was a femboy and sometimes, the way he dressed and arranged his hair, he looked like a girl, sometimes looking like a naïve, clueless farm girl and sometimes a street whore. When he came to my desk before or after class, he seemed to always have a hard on. Really, was that sexy to me? A femboy? I had always dreamed of fucking his girl boy cunt.

He knocked quietly and I opened the door. He perceptively decided to come in his farm girl slut persona. "Hi, daddy," he said. "You invited me over?" "Daddy" was a nice touch, too.

"Yes," I agreed. I took his hand and escorted him into the living room, shut the door and secured it. "Some of your classmates are here. We're, uhm, reading lines together." I walk backwards to lean on the left side boy's bottom and who had returned to fingering his asshole.

"Oh, wow," said the farm girl-boy. It was a mix of disappointment and excitement. "Hi, Sam, Hi Tim," he said.

"Timothy, like Tim-0-The, Chalamet." Timothy was the one I was playing with when the doorbell rang.

"Sorry, Timothy. Gee, this isn't what I was expecting. Uhm. Uhm. You said coffee." But I helped him take off his coat, and started to unbutton his linen blouse. "Heh," he said and started to back away a little.

I felt his crotch. He had a smallish dick--but still bigger than mine--but it was hard and pre cum was leaking out of his light material pants. I kept it there, and said, in a challengey way. "You can leave us but I don't think you want to. At least one part of you would like to stay." I started to unzip his fly and pushed his pants down. This time he didn't resist. He kicked off his loafers and walked out of his pants. I positioned him in front of Timothy's ass. I pushed his cock to play with Timothy's crack and moved it up and down. They both moaned. I got on my knees and pulled his cock towards my face and started to suck and lick his cock, yes, small, but pretty. Just what you'd be looking for in a naïve, slutty farm girl. He was not circumcised but his overhang was small and when hard it revealed a beautiful mushroom kind of cock head. I played with it like it was a lollypop, one of those "dummy" pops. But those dummy pops don't leak pre-cum. Christian was delicious. I guided Christian's dick to Timothy's hole and moved it in, slowly. In and out, in and out, very slowly. I let go and let them figure out the rest.

Timothy and Sam had broken the handcuffs and pulled Christian away from me, and laid him out on the floor. The two boys started to worship his body. Timothy was sucking on his toes and Sam was madly kissing Christian. I moved over to them and started play with his nipples. I looked at Christian and his face was a mix of agony and sheer pleasure, and he was moaning loudly. I touched my finger, the one which was in Timothy's ass, to his lips to quiet down a little. "Shush, shush."

We picked up Christian and put him on the sofa face up, and lifted his legs up to expose his hole and we took turns licked his boy cunt. Timothy pushed me away and assaulted Christian's hole with his teeth and tongue, able now to place his tongue way up into Christian's throbbing hole. I had moved up to take my turn kissing him. "Fuck me, Daddy, please. I can't stand it anymore."

I continued to kiss him but then took Timothy's place and pushed my dick up and down his crack and then pushed my dick head into his hole. "Stop, stop." I left my dick there for seconds so he could get used it. I pulled out and massaged his prostate for a little and then pushed my cock back into his cunt. No complaints this time. Sam pushed himself under me and licked my cock as it moved slowly in and out of his mouth. Timothy was playing with Christian's nipples and stroking his cock. I was getting close and would stop, holding my cock in his cunt. Timothy was very excited and placed his cock near Christian's face. I was able to put my finger in Timothy's ass, and could feel him throbbing from inside. He started to yell and released five and then six spurts of cum onto Christian's face and chest. I leaned down and licked his cum off of Christian's chest. Sam was eating me out and then he pushed in his cock.

Christian restored to another hardon quickly and we built a fuck train. Timothy was in front of the train, and I was fucking him harshly. He yelled for me to stop. Sam was behind me fucking me. He was fucking me slowly, but when he heard Timothy yell for me to stop, he said, "What are you doing to my friend? I can play that game too. It seemed to me that a guy named "Sam" should have a big dick.

I have had a few Sams and only one had an average sized dick. It was thick and at least 8 inches long. His balls were large, and he had no hair around his cock except for a small patch above his dick.

Christian was fucking Sam, too. He was the caboose and every few seconds he'd complain that he wanted a dick in his ass.

Sam picked up the pace and reached around to squeeze my nipples hard. Sam was the only one with whom I have had experience and new this was my secret vulnerability. I could stop fucking Timothy and came into his hole maybe 4-5 shots of my cum, all collected in my ultra thin, average sized dick. Timothy felt the explosion in his ass, and reached around to grab my hair. "You stay just where you are," he said, trying to sound all butch and mad. "You hear me motherfucker." He pulled my hair. "Did you hear me, daddy?"

"Yes."

"Joe, come over here and grab him by his dick bush to come close to me." Joe did as he was told. That was hurting more than pulling the hair on his head.

"Yes? Yes, who?"

"Yes, daddy." He yelled and slapped my ass hard.

"Yeah, motherfucker, Daddy, Guess who's the daddy now."

"You Daddy," I said quietly.

I lurched from my bed and threw the pillow I was hugging on the floor. I sat up and realized I was waking up from a sex dream. What a dream.

There was a lot of precum on the sheets but I hadn't cum yet my fingers in my ass, thinking that was Sam's big cock. I really did shoot 5 spurts into the air and onto my stomach. Altogether, these schoolboys--Christian, Joe, Sam and Jacob--were taking over my body, brain, life and dick.