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Teachin' the Teech. Chapter 9.
Fum las' time: He kept mulling over what happened in his mind and muttering under his breath. "Imagine what a mess Coach's sweats musta been if all that stuff came through on MY pants," he thought. "He couldn't'a been wearin' underwear....and definitely no jock! Man! He was butt naked under them sweats and rubbin' against me like that. Holy shit!" Danny was rubbing the heel of hand into his rockhard tool, and almost fell into a car when his legs started to rubber up on him! "Fuckin' Coach! FUCK-IN' COACH! He MUST be diddlin' his 'BOYS'! Makin'em champeens! Makin' 'em MEN! HA! whutta fuckin' joke. Fuckin' faggot!"
He gathered himself all up and sat in his car to start up and head home. He and Gail had no plans for the night, and he was looking forward to a restful night of pizza maybe, and a beer.
When he made the stairs at the apartment, for a second he had to check the number on the door. There was a wild racket, music and a kind of crashing sound like something banging on a trash can.
Nope! It was the right apartment.....and in the fog that he'd been in the whole week he didn't even think to turn tail and get the hell out of there. As he started to key the lock, the door flew open, Mike shot his head out and looked up and down the hall. Seeing it empty he grabbed Danny's shoulder and yanked him through the doorway, slamming the door and throwing the lock.
"HEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY TEEEEEECHHHHH!!!!" everybody yelled. The radio was blaring and Ian was playing 'drum cymbols' on the dog crate which they had placed in the center of the room.
Dillon, who was in the same class with Davy, came up to him and took the papers and books from Dan's hands.
Mike, Dave, Dillon, Jason and Ian swarmed 'round him. In a flurry of hands and feet, clothes and shoes, Danny was stripped to his bare skins.
Ian kneed into the back of Dan's knees and dropped the teacherboy to the floor, as he bellowed, 'READY TO SERRRRRRRRRVE!!!!" to cheers and high fives all around.....
So there was young Dan....on his knees, ordered to stick his tongue out and p alm his own cock, while reaching with his other hand into Davy's opened fly.
Mike handed Dan's cummed up jeans from the teacher's encounter with Coach to Dave who stuffed the wet cum stain into Dan's face. 'Eatcher stuff, TEEEEEECH! Yu prob'ly cummed yurseff off just droolin' about getting home here to give us boys some dick funnin'... din'tcha!?? EAT THAT faggot!"
Once Danny's socks were unceremoniously stripped off his feet from the toe end out behind him, the studes stood back, arms folded across their chests, and admired their handiwork....their teacher....their balls naked cockslave....his face shoved smack into Davy's meat from behind...."Gwulpphhkk!"
"Oh mannnnn! Fuck-innnn' DO it! Eat meee...fuckin' eat meeeeeeeeeee!!!!"
Teachin' the Teech. Chapter 9.
It was an experiment....a project in the execution of pure power! These young dudes couldn't have calculated the image they projected there in the brightly sunlit front room of their teacher's apartment.
With Danny's face smooshed into Davy's jeans, his cheeks scraping against the zipper teeth as he was pulled ever harder and roughly by now Davy's own two hands to deep the kid's cock. Davy meshed the fingers of his hands and tightened his hold on the back of Dan's crewcut blond head.
"Rrrrummpphh! Ummcch!" was a constant refrain from deep inside the cloth scruffle of Dave's jeans and boxers that Davy's face was mashed into.
The mere fact that all the young studes were fully dressed, made Danny's shame all the worse. The scene was truly sad....pathetic....annnnnnnnd s-o-o-o-o fuckinnnn' HOT!
Ian fingered into the back of the dog collar around Danny's neck, and looked up at Dave. "Nice touch, man! I like it!"
Dave nodded in a strained facial contortion as he got tongue thrilled by his teacher and said, "Yehhhhh..huh...umpff....yeh...get that bag over there...there's more stuff. An arm band I think....and check for a cock ring."
Ian went over to the bag they'd watch Danny come out of the book store with the day before and took out the band, and came over to Danny and clipped it around his right upper arm. "Ummmm...nice!" Dillon said. "Looks like'em gladiator dudes."
Ian wasn't ready to install the cock ring, and left it till later.
Mike moved in close now and maneuvered his leg between Dan's thighs where he was kneeling in service to Davy's prick. He worked his sneaker under Danny's balls and the pants leg pressed into Dan's cock. He raised and lowered the leg a few times and then bent down and pressed Dan's body against him and got the young dude into a humping action. To the others watching it was bringing their hands to the front of their pants. Oh man, to watch their fucking teacher sucking off one bud, while dog-humping another.... ohmannnn!
As Danny sucked more and was kept hard and fast against Davy's pubes his breathing was becoming labored and more and more erratic. The intermittent gasps and snorfs for any air he could get made him sound like the dog in heat the kids were creating of him.
Dillon moved in now from the other side to get Danny to hunch against his leg while Mike moved behind Danny and smoothed a hand over and around the teacher's butt globes which were rutting and dimpling as they flared and contracted while pumping against Dillon's leg.
Mike didn't stand on ceremony and had no shame at all. He didn't have any problem touching another male, whereas the others were real squeamish about skin-to-skin with a guy. Mike licked a finger and ran it up and down Danny's crack, before getting down on his knees and lobbing a gob of spit just below Danny's tail bone which he worked down and through that beckoning crease. Ian leaned over from above to check out Mike's action.
"Pull 'em apart fer me, man," Mike asked Ian. "I wanna get this fucker lubed and ready."
Ian straddled Dan's lower back as he grabbed those boyman melons and squeezed as he pulled them apart.
"Ooohweeeeee!" Mike wailed. "That little browneye is winkin' at me!"
"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" everybody bust out laughing. In a strange way, the whole scene had become so intense, the boys were all moving 'round their prey silently, like moths to a flame and were executing in a kind mime. The burst of laughter was a nervous release and relief as well.
Ian sucked a breath in as he watched Mike work into that hole giving him the come hither wink. "Watch'iss," he looked up at Ian.
Ian bent over almost bent upside down from standing position still spreading Danny's cheeks out wide and watched as Mike blew air into Danny's slot. "Oh man! Oh man! Look at that thing just fuckin' beggin' for it!" Ian whistled.
As he continued to watch, Mike's forefinger fevered Danny's wrinkly bud and after several passes back and forth over it intensifying the hump-fucking Dan was throwing at Dillion's leg, Mike sank his finger in up to the first knuckle....and then before Ian even grasped what Mike was doing...the whole fucking finger disappeared.
"Errrrmmuhhmmmmunnnn!!!" groaned Danny stuffed with boyprick and doghumping a kid's leg while trying to pull away from the tight grip against the back of his head, and run from the probing digit up his bunger.
He took a hard slap to his butt, 'S-M-A-A-C-K!!' and Mike growled, "Don'tchu run from me, fucker!" Mike pulled out and then drove the finger back in and again and again annnnnnd again! Then as Ian again whistled, Mike added the middle finger to the teecha diddle friggin'. "Oh wow! Look how the fingers just worm and drive up in there. Damn, Mike...that's fuckin' hot!" Ian wheezed, barely able to get his breath watching the scene play out in Danny's hole and hearing his teacher behind him moan with every debasing motion of those fingers frigging his bunger, not to mention the throat ramming prick in his mouth! The fucking doof was already playing to three boys at once. There was no end to the abuse that could be heaped on the overwhelmed young dude.
Mike smiled up at Ian, kneeling upright now, and pointed at Danny's butt...."Holy shit! He's...He's fuckin' hisself!" Ian blurted out in disbelief!
And that he was! Mike had gotten Danny's hole so needy and fever-flamed it was riding Mike's fingers like carosel horsie. "Mannnnn...looka the fucker go!"
Mike pulled back and he and Ian watched Danny's butt surge back looking for it's needing pleasure pumpers!
Dillon pulled away from leg-hump shaming his teacher to get in on the backdoor play as Ian went for the cameras. Of course, he had set up a couple before Dan even got there and they were switched on as Danny was pulled into the room.
Now Ian was setting a small cam under Danny shooting up from the floor and picking up all the action between Dan's body and any of the other boys who moved in.
Kneeling right in tight to Mike's butt frigger-tooling of Dan's ass with another cam, he started with a panorama of the entire scene of the hovering boys and their prey, before zooming in first at the sucking action at Mike's fly, especially capturing the look in Danny's eye as the teen tool drove back and forth through his lips....and then moving back and behind to catch now a third finger working into Danny's moaning body and driving and turning and pulling all the ways out only to slide right smoothly right back up inside Danny, and out and in and out and now the pinky joined the others and Danny had a handful of fingers working him up for action! Mike held all fingers in a row, rather than tightening them in tube fashion. This was making the whole scene even more bizarre! "I never thought you could open a fucking asshole that wide....holy fucking shit, Mike! That's like over three inches up and down!" Dillion called out in amazement as he became entranced at the sight.
Davy pulled out leaving the ravenously sucking mouth of a young dude already spaced out from cock sloppin' and butt friggin' that his tongue swirled out and his face just looked out, and up and around....for another cock to feed on!
Danny was in blankstare and spaced for sure. The sensual ride these young dudes were taking him on accidentally, had him in a place he'd never been and his mind seemed completely gone.
Jason now moved in to get his dick laved and if Danny could truly see what he was looking at he'd have gotten a big smile on his face with Jason 'faking' actions he wished he was on the other end of....and probably with every other dude in that room, too!
Ian watched Jason move into place at Dan's face and close his eyes as his cock felt tongue, and Ian just smiled at the irony of it all. None of the others knew Jason was queer for his teacher and his coach and probably all of them in that room, but Ian knew he was going to play this one as far and as long as he could....solo.
He cut the scene at Danny's ass-frigging, and moved one of the tripod setups to continue filming that.
Ian wanted direct recording film of Jason getting blowed by the owner of the first cock he'd ever sucked.
Even though Jason was one of the dudes among the five who'd had experience with a girl, he wanted boys and men, and Ian smiled inside as the kid's eyes closed and sucked his breath in at the first deeping Dan gave him.
"Don'tcha wish it was you down there, big boy!" Ian whispered into Jason's ear. The camera was now a foot away from Jason's newly frightened look at the words from Ian. He actually shook his head "NO!" wildly and looked straight into the lens as if to convince the non-existent audience.
"Yuh can't kid a kidder, BIGboy!" Ian teased the young jock who was really getting into the tool tuning from Danny. One thing about a boy and his dick....even if it ain't exactly the kinda sex you want to play at, when your best friend down there gets hard, he just wants to be happy....ANY FUCKING way he can get it!
"Anyways, you can live out yur real dreams with ol' porky down here tonight at MY place!" Ian was gripping at his prick in his jeans and Jason looked sad and hung his head.
The only thing sad for Jason was that his secret was compromised. In a room of 6 guys there in Dan's apartment fully three of them knew Jason needed cock to keep him happy. How long he could keep it from the others, and the rest of his class at school was a total unknown, but just on the chance that Ian would preserve his secret, Jason would place himself at Ian's mercy and do his bidding.
They pulled Jason out of Danny's mouth when they realized the young teacher was going at it hot and hard riding Mike's four finger parlay up his hole.
Mike started pulling back a little further with each rut Dan made and damned if the fucker wasn't inching back on the floor toward Mike. Ian was starting to shake with the excitement and could barely steady the camera. Danny was moving backward ever so slightly each time he ram-slammed his buzzer onto Mike's fingers!
Ian, always the camera man, watched Danny's head and face come up as he reamed himself and get caught in the stationary lens in front of him. The sight of that soleful, yet determined, sweat streamed face, straining with the effort it took to butt fuck his own asshole, stay on his skin-burned knees all that time, and deal with the emotional roller coaster his body was freaking through made it all true that a picture is worth a thousand words....shit in this case....easily a million....orrrrrr maybe....this scene was just impossible to fathom! What was that commercial? "Priceless!" Were there really words that could truly define what Danny was feeling, or not feeling throughout his wretching frame and shredded soul at that moment?
When they'd gotten the young doof to back up almost two feet across the floor butt-searching for Mike's fingers, Dillon whispered into Mike's ear and they stopped the action as Dillon moved up front and presented his fly to Danny.
Danny looked up and when there was no sign, Danny just rose up on his knees off the floor and opened Dillion's pants, split the fly of boxers and started to reach in for the kid's dick.
"Uh-uh, teech. Use yur mouth, man. Tongue it out dude. I don't wantchur faggot hands in my laundry."
No shortage of cruels in that boy.
Dan burrowed his face in and found the semi-hard peterhead and sucked it through his lips. Tough boy Dillon almost fell down from the thrill! When he finally recovered after nearly shooting his wad at first touch, Dillon got himself into a rampaging face-fucking pummeling of his teacher's mouth and then started to do what Mike had done with Danny's tail, and began to back up and make him tongue search for the cock that was making him complete for that moment.
The boys were all turned on at the sight of Dan bloodhounding Dillon's cock across the floor. First, when he couldn't quite get his tongue on the moving cockhead, he dropped to all fours and fell into Dillion as he wolfed the kid's prick back into his mouth.
Then he actually started to crawl across the floor back past the point he started to back up for Mike's finger friggers, and now was moving across the living room toward the couch. Dillion was really becoming a master of the scene and capped it when he had Danny stretched all the way out with his supporting hands caught back under his belly and leaning, leaning out further and then as he reached just that little bit further as Dillon backed away, Danny fell flat on his face and sprawled out on the floor with his hands buried under and between his legs like the paws of a humping dog.
"HAAAAAA! HAAAAAAAAAAAA!" the kids all broke up.
Ian just kept rolling.
Mike, had the most sex experience among these fine, mostly innocent, if not young virgins, save for the little action Jason had, and the somewhat more cunt plowing Dillon had. So he was the first to take him some of that fine honed teecha pussy!
He yanked open his fly flaps and kicked Danny's legs apart as he kneeled between Dan's legs and pulled them globes apart, firing a gob of lubing spit to the tailcrease below. With his practiced, meaty tool, he worked the spit around and around the teacher's little brown and pouty, frigger-inflamed and winking bud. He took first one, then a second swipe of his mooshy dickhead up and down Dan's greased and ready slot before leaning in on his left hand and zeroing in with his prick hard in his right and the head sort of just hung there at the glistening soft pink and swollen skins of teacher hole...and thennnnnn it just oozed through the giving boyman hole and while the boys all sucked their breath in, the smoothe and handsome pinky-white teen member slipped on through like the final swoosh of a sinking ship into the deep and Mikey was buried inside his teacher right to the curlies.
"Uhhhhwahhhhhhh!!!" came the moan from Danny as his back arched up and then fell as all the air he'd sucked in as the first of Mike's prick seared through his buring hole, came out in a long wheezing sigh deflating the slim boyman tool of his students....the students he'd pledged himself to help. Well, I guess he was helping them....in the only way they wanted right now.
Dillon held his hand out palm up in front of Mike for him to slap as he hollered out, "Cherry picker!!!!!" to crazed laughter.
Mike grunted as he slapped his bud's hand, while laying out his full length on top of his naked teacher, his cock deeper still inside Danny probing the young man's insides for organs that had never been touched before.
When Danny started to wiggle ever so slightly under the weight of the pretty dude on top of him, it was clear Mike's cock had hit the mother lode, and started to rutt-ram him some prostate!
Danny glowed from inside. He couldn't believe it! There was something...something good in this....after the searing pain and the following numbness, came a heat....a hot heat....not like scorching but like omigod, it was the heat of fuck! The heat of sex! "OHHHHHH!" he moaned from deep in his core, shivered, and rutted up to his fucker!
"Lookit! Lookit that fuckin' butt warrior!"
"Fucker wants it man! Just gotta have it!"
"Go Mikey....rammage the motherfucker!"
"Give him all he can handle! Fuck his brains out!"
"Show us how much yuh love cock, faggot!"
"Man....you were right Davy. Fucker's borned to it! Beggin' fer it!"
Davy smiled and there were hand slaps all around as Danny was pulled by his hands and had his head and chest bent up to lay on a pile of couch cushions stacked on the floor. Sitting himself up on the cushions was Ian, who gave the camera to Davy. It was Ian's turn at the trough.
Mike's face was right on Danny's shoulder and he kept grunting and growling into the teacher's ear while he fucked shit out of him.
Ian took Danny's face in both hands and gently lifted it up and Danny looked into Ian's face. "You gonna suck my dick, ain'tcha Teech!"
Danny's eyes opened, then closed and he nodded 'Yes' to his young masterteen.
Before Ian lowered the dude's face to his hard prong at the ready, Mike gritted into his ear, "You tell Ian you gonna love eatin' cock, boi! You tell him you 'specially gonna love HIS cock....TELL HIM, FUCKERRRR!"
"Uhhhh!" Dan grunted as Mike punctuated that last word with a power butt-slam into his teacha cunt. "Yuh! Ian...I-Yii..wanna...love...eat-eatin' yer cuu-uh-ockkkk!!"
Rutting his ass hard, Mike roared at him, "Specially, specially, dammit. TELL HIM!"
"Yuh-yehhhhuhhh! Ohhh, uh...ohgod....Yeh...Ian....'Special-ly love...YOUR cock!"
Sneering through his teeth Mike grabbed the back of Danny's head and shoved it on Ian's cock!
Oh man! He almost sent the young dude's cock right down Danny's throat! In such a fabulous face-fucking slam, Ian was jolted! God it felt so good! He couldn't believe it.
And this was a boy, just like all the others....they'd had their share of rainbow cocks from the cunts blowing them at parties, so getting a hummer was not new to any of them. But there was just....it was the setting....the scene....the devilishness of what they'd done with their teacher....and to have them a captive fuck-punk to use and make him need it all at the same time....made every one them feel like they never even jerked off before! It seemed like it was all new to them.....and for true....IT WASSSSS!"
Mikey bited onto his Dannyteech's ear...."You fucker....betchu was a jockboy in school, wasn'tcha?? Looking at all'em hangin' dinners in the showers...wishin' evvyone of'em hunky fuckers slammed yuh tuh da floor and made'juh eat spunk!! Yehhhhh! Mikey knows! Yu fuckin' wouldn't'a stopped till evvy one'a dem dudes was fucking drained down yur throat and up yur queerboi jock ass...ain't thet right faggot?? Ain't it the truth?? Tell yur massahs here! Tell'em they got all yu could ever want hangin' right dere 'tween'ere legs! Tell'em yu fuckin' jockboy queen!"
"Ohmygoddd!" Danny screamed! "It's so....I can't....oh fuck....please....fuck me oh pleeeze... can't stop....need....cock...fuck....ohshit...gimme oh gimme...." he trailed off and then, "I can't b'lieve...it's all s-o-o-o-o-o...uhhhh fuck me....oh yeh...mmmm...so fuckin' goooooooood!"
Mikey was lickin' Danny's neck and into his ears while the young teacher betrayed himself for his need and Mike shoved his tool deep, deep and "OHHHHHH!" Danny groaned.... DEEPER, and then stilled while shot ropes of teen spoomage up into his boy teacher by the fuckin' gallon!
OMIGOD! If Mikey never came again would this be all worth it!!! Oh yes yes YESSSSSSSS it would.....
Well noooo...not really, but dayammmm if it didn't fuckin' feel like Mikey could ever be so charged with heat like he was bucking on top of his toy teacher over and over as he spent his loins again and again and againnnnnnnnn!
His limp body just hung on and enveloped young Danny whose face was being traded to Jason's cock right then....while Ian tried to peel Mike off and out of his new conquest so he could get himself a sloppy wickdip.
Mike gasped a breath and wheezed a huge sigh as he rolled over on his back, a mass of teen sinew, skins and sweat, his chest heaving and heart still pounding in his ears.
Ha! Not to be denied, Mikey...he of the round robin fuck-a-thon at his sister's slumber party when he was thirteen....crawled his nearly dead ass up to saddle the cushions under Danny's face next to Jase and stuffed that asshole-oiled, cumslopped prick right through Danny's barenaked lips till all they was wigglin' against was Mikey's pubes. Jason then restuffed his prick up some teacha mouth. The two traded back and forth and then wicked Mikey shoved his prick right in there with Jason's. Jason nearly blew his wad with the tantalizing tongue swirl over his cockhead doubled by the feel of another boy's prick rubbing against his. It was almost more than Jason had ever dreamed! He just stared at Mikey's smirking face as the other kid was engrossed in shoving both dicks down Danny's throat!
"Clean me off queerbait....plow that fuckhole, Ian....show bitchboi where he lives!!!!!" Mike roared as he rut-fucked Danny's face, coming up off the cushions to give that hammer butt of his more leverage. He wrapped an arm around Jason's shoulder to keep the both their dicks in and driving while Mikey fucked and fucked and F-U-C-K-K-K-K-K-K-K-E-D than manboy teacha face!!!!!!!
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