The year was 1876, the west was settling up more and more people were heading west. The wagon trains came on a daily basis. Newton county was beginning to expand a little bit at a little. Most the land was used for cattle. Two biggest ranches were owned by William Grimes and Thomas Windsor. You could say they owned the the town of Walker also.
The sheriff was put into office by Mr. Grimes and the store was owned by Mr. Windsor. The old Walker school use to be on the end of town but it burned down in 1875 as result of a lantern fire. They built a new one about a half mile further down the road. It was in a field next to the river.
Raymond Chandler was hired as the head master and school teacher of the Walker school. Mr. Chandler was 38 years old and came from Iowa on a wagon train. He took the job in the summer of 1876. Most the kids were no problem for Mr. Chandler except for Jason and Pike. Sometimes they just wanted to play around.
Jason Grimes and Pike Windsor. The two 14 year old sons of William and Thomas. The boys had been friends since they could walk. They had been were given anything they wanted and that made for spoiled brats. Because their fathers were so powerful in the community, they felt above everyone else. Including Mr. Chandler.
On three occasions, Mr. Chandler had kept the boys after school as punishment for disruptive behavior. The boys were not very fond of the treatment. After all they were too old for that kind of treatment. Jason told his father. "Son," he said. "You have to deal with adversity. Take the situation by the reigns and conquer it." Pike received about the same information from his father.
The two boys compared notes one day and came up with a plan. The next time they stayed after school, they would be ready. It was Wednesday, Jason and Pike caused another disturbance. "Pike! Jason! You are out of order again. Take your seats!" Mr. Chandler slapped the yard stick down hard on his desk. "You two will stay after school today for your behavior!"
That afternoon Mr. Chandler released all the rest of the children to go home. All except Jason and Pike. "You two will sit there and contemplate your actions. If you don't know what contemplate means. It means think about it." After about a half hour, Jason and Pike got up and approached Mr. Chandler's desk. "Nobody told you to move. Get back in your seats!"
Jason was the first to speak. "I don't think so, Mr. Chandler." Mr. Chandler stood up quickly. "What do you mean? I don't think so?" Mr. Chandler came around the desk, as he did Jason tripped him and he fell to the floor. Pike was on him like he was roping a calf. He quickly tied his hands behind his back. "What do you mean by this? Untie me immediately! Do you hear me?"
"Yeah, we hear you Mr. Chandler." Pike stuck a handkerchief in his mouth and tied it for a gag. Jason gave him a quick kick to the gut as he lay on the floor. "This time you keep your mouth shut!" Jason snapped. Pike gave his a good kick with his boot also. "We need to get a few things straight around here." Pike added.
The boys yanked him up off the floor and stood him on his feet. Jason was the same hight as Mr. Chandler, Pike was a little taller. Pike grabbed Mr. Chandler by the arms. "This time we'll do the teach'n and you'll do the listen'n" He punched Mr. Chandler in the gut with his fist. Mr. Chandler bent over as he came back up, Jason slapped him across the face. "Do you understand us?" Jason shouted.
Mr. Chandler nodded his head yes. Pike sat down in Mr. Chandlers chair and put his feet up on the desk. "Now, we need to get out lesson across to you. So you'll understand it!" Pike reached over, unfastened Mr. Chandlers pants and pulled them down to the floor.
"Step outta those pants!" Pike ordered. Pike raised his suit coat up. "Hey! Look at that little cock of his." Jason ans Piked laughed and pointed at him. Pike quickly pushed Mr. Chandler over the desk. Jason tied his ankles to the legs on the desk so they were held apart. Pike tossed a rope over the beam. He tied one end to Mr. Chandlers arms then pulled the rope forcing Mr. Chandler's arms upward. He tied the other the other end to the desk
Pike strolled around behind Mr. Chandler. "The way we see it. You need a good ass whippin!" Jason picked up the yard stick Mr. Chandler kept by his desk. He landed the first whack straight across his bare ass. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Mr. Chandlers legs were shaking, his ass was turning red. Jason handed the yard stick to Pike.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Mr. Chandlers as was not a bright red. His body was shaking a little. Pike handed the yard stick back to Jason who whacked him three more times. Jason looked down at Mr. Chandler's face. He saw tears running down his cheeks. Jason gave out with a loud laugh. "Damn! I think we made him cry!"
Pike grabbed him by the hair and pulled his head up. "Yeah! You're right." they both laughed. "I kind of like stay'n after school." Pike said as he sat down in Mr. Chandler's chair and stared between his legs. "Look over here," he said to Jason. "Looks like his little cock got all hard." Pike reached between his legs and pulled his cock backwards.
"Ass whippin make your little cock hard?" Pike asked Mr. Chandler. "That's good," Jason interrupted. "Your cock gonna be hard most the day then." Jason grabbed the yard stick again but this time he swung it up between Mr. Chandler's legs. Catching him straight on the cock and balls.
His body heaved and bucked and shook several times. He was yelling through the gag but all his sounds were muffled. Jason grabbed Mr. Chandler by the hair and yanked his head back. "How'd that feel? Did you like that?" Mr. Chandler shook his rapidly back and forth for no. Pike walked around in front of Mr. Chandler with the yard stick in his hand.
"You to think about the way you are. Your legs open and you balls dangling down there. The next time I might use my boot instead of the yard stick." Mr. Chandlers chin was just a bit over the edge of the desk. Pike untied the gag from his mouth. "I bet you're real good at suck'n cock! Ain't ya?" Jason jumped in. "Before you answer. Remember them balls of yours"
Mr. Chandler quickly nodded his head yes. "Good!" Pike stepped up, took his big uncut cock out of his pants and shoved it Mr. Chandler's mouth. "That's good. You suck on it a long time. Keep your tongue moving over my head." Jason walked around behind the desk. He smiled at Mr. Chandler's red ass. He picked up some pencils from off the desk. One at a time, he slid them up Mr. Chandler's ass until he had six in there.
Jason smiled again as he looked between Mr. Chandler's legs and saw his cock dripping a few drops of fluid. Suddenly, Pike gave out with a roar. "OH YEAH! Suck it harder! Yeah!" Jason saw the sperm dripping from Mr. Chandler's mouth. He knew it was his turn.
Pike was amused by Mr. Chandler's cock swinging back and forth so he grabbed it in his fist and played with it some. Suddenly, his hand felt all wet. He looked down and Mr. Chandler had ejaculated in his hand. "Damn!" "What's wrong?" Jason asked, tucking his cock back into his pants. "Chandler just shot his load all over my hand."
He grabbed Mr. Chandler's pants off the floor and wiped his hands clean. "let's take the rest of his clothes off. Giv'me your pocket knife." Jason handed Pike the pocket knife and he cut the remaining clothes off Mr. Chandler. "You not such a tough man all tied up and naked. Are ya?" He slapped Mr. Chandler across the face. "ARE, YA?" Mr. Chandler shook his head no.
They untied Mr. Chandler from the desk and removed the gag. They retied his arms behind his back. They made him kneel on the floor by the desk. "Before we leave. We need to go over a few manners." Pike stuck his boot on Mr. Chandler's cock. "You call us by our right names. Mr. Grimes and Mr. Windsor." He nudged Mr. Chandler in the balls. "You hear?"
"Yes," Mr. Chandler replied. Jason slapped him across the face again. "I wanna hear you say you got a little cock!" There was a short pause. "I have a little cock."
"What time is it, Pike?" Pike looked at his pocket watch. "About five." Jason grabbed Mr. Chandler by the hair and yanked his head back "We gotta git home. But you remember when you come to school tomorrow. You make us mad again. We'll use this yard stick on you balls! Not just once. All day!"
The kids at had a feeling something was different because Mr. Chandler was not his usual self. He spoke different and walked different. Jason and Pike walked into the room. "Good morning Mr. Grimes. Good morning Mr. Windsor." The other students stared at him. They never heard him ever say that.
Pike and Jason never said a word they just went to their desks and sat down. The other students thought it was strange when Mr. Chandler never said anything to Jason or Pike when they laughed out loud or turned to talk to one another. Class was dismissed at 2:30 and the students rushed out the doors heading for home. Mr. Chandler sat at his desk going over papers.
Suddenly he noticed Jason and Pike were standing there. "Mr. Grimes. Mr. Windsor. Can I help you?" Jason smiled at him. "You sure can. We need our cocks sucked!" "Please, boys. Listen, this is not....." Pike walked over to the desk and picked up the yard stick. "Do we need to teach your ball a lesson?" "NO! No, please. No."
Jason walked up to him. "I was gonna let you suck my cock like you were. Now, I want you to do it naked!" "Please, boys. Please." "I said NAKED!" Pike slammed the yard stick down on the desk. "Strip them clothes off, teacher!"
Mr. Chandler removed his clothes and stood in front of the boy completely naked. Pike took a length of rope from his pocket and tied Mr. Chandler's hands behind his back. "Get on your knees!" Jason pulled his hard cock out and slapped Mr. Chandler in the face with it. "Open your mouth! Suck my cock!"
Jason had hold of Mr. Chandler's head, forcing him in and out over his cock. He groaned, then moaned, making a deposit of sperm into Mr,. Chandler's mouth. Pike stepped up, shoving his hard cock into Mr. Chandler's mouth. "You better do a good job, teacher! Else I'll whip you little cock!"
Pike put his dripping cock back in has pants. "You did alright, teacher." "You should have no problem with them ropes." Pike and Jason walked out the door. "See ya tomorrow." Mr. Chandler managed to free his hands, dress himself and lock the school house for the night.
Jason and Pike paid a visit to Mr. Chandler twice a week. They always told their fathers they had to stay after school. They realized after they raped him one day that he became more submissive. This time Pike undressed Mr. Chandler. Tearing his clothes off and throwing them on the floor. "Get your ass over that desk!"
Mr. Chandler was securely tied to the desk, Pike used the yard stick on his ass. Satisfied it was red enough, he smeared some bag balm in his ass. He aimed his hard cock and deep into his ass. Jason was stroking his cock as he watched. When it was his turn, he came after six strokes.
The next day when the boys stayed after school, Mr. Chandler stripped his clothes off immediately. He didn't want to have them ripped from him again. Jason and Pike laughed at him. "You learn quick, teacher." They made Mr. Chandler stand naked by the chalk board with an eraser in his mouth. They would write on the board and make him erase it. If he didn't erase it completely, they would smack his ass with the yard stick.
They made him stand in the corner and play with his cock. He couldn't come out of the corner until he ejaculated. For Mr. Chandler that was not very long. The two boys had complete control over Mr. Chandler and he knew it. One afternoon after school, the boys tossed a rope over the beam and hoisted Mr. Chandler's arms high above his head. His feet were just touching the ground.
Pike was slapping his nipples with the yard stick and Mr. Chandler was yelping through the gag with every strike. His chest was all red around his nipples. His cock was standing straight up in front of him. That was when Tommy Peterson walked in. Tommy was 12, he lived a mile or so down the road on a farm. He stood there just staring at Mr. Chandler hanging there naked.
"Come in, Tommy," Pike said waving his hand. "Something you need to ask Mr. Chandler?" Tommy walked over to the desk and shook his head no. His eyes were still staring at Mr. Chandler and his hard cock. "It's ok, Tommy," Pike said. "You can touch his his little pecker. Even slap it around if you like."
"Yeah," Jason laughed. "You can slap his little balls too." They both laughed. Curiosity got the best of Tommy. He reached over and touched Mr. Chandler's hard cock. It was uncircumcised, Tommy peeled the skin back to have a look at the swollen head. It was wet all over the tip.
Jason tapped Tommy on the shoulder. "You wanna get good grades all the rest of the year?" Tommy nodded his head, "yeah, sure." "All you have to do is pull on Mr. Chandlers cock until it squirts all his juice out." "I did that lots of time in the barn," Tommy replied.
"That's what Mr. Chandler really likes." Tommy grabbed Mr. Chandler's cock and began yanking it up and down. Pike picked up the yard stick and gave him several whacks across the ass. "Hurry up! Shoot your jism!" Mr. Chandler's dangling body began to shake and buck. Tommy yanked harder and harder. Suddenly a stream of semen shot into the air and splashed on the floor. Tommy yanked another stream and another and another from Mr. Chandler's cock.
The boys were laughing at how the orgasm had made him shake and quiver. Jason gave Tommy Mr. Chandlers shirt to wipe his hands off. "You wanna have some more fun?" Jason asked Tommy. "Yeah, sure!" "Take those pencils on the desk and shove them up his ass. One at a time."
Tommy grabbed the pencils and walked around behind Mr. Chandler. He poked the pencil in the crack of Mr. Chandler's ass. Suddenly his body jolted. "I think you found the hole, Tommy." Tommy shoved the first one almost all the way. Then the next and the next. Mr. Chandler's ass shook each time as pencil was inserted.
Pike smiled at Tommy. "You like to have fun with Mr. Chandler." "Sure do!" Pike grabbed Mr. Chandler's balls with his fist and yanked him closer. "You gonna give Tommy good grade for the rest of school. Ain't ya?" Mr. Chandler quickly nodded his head yes. Pike released the balls. "See, Tommy. All taken care of."
The next time Jason and Pike took Mr. Chandler down to the river bank. They stripped him and tied him between tow trees. They invited Tommy, Nate, and Billy. Both Tommy and Nate were 13, Billy was 12. Pike had his yard stick gently tapping Mr. Chandler across the balls. "Please, Pike. Not hard on my balls." Mr. Chandler pleaded. "You stand there and keep your mouth shut!"
"You know, This is the last year of school fer me and Jason." Jason spoke up. "Yeah. We need some one to take over for us when we leave." "We was think'in you boys should be the ones." "Take over what?" Nate asked. "Take over keep'in Mr. Chandler in line." "He likes to think he's somebody with that little cock of his."
The boys all laughed. Pike rapped Mr. Chandler one time across the balls. H gave out with a sharp yelp. "Please. Pike. Not on the balls!" They all laughed. "Now me and Pike are gonna go have us a smoke. We're gonna leave you boys with Mr. Chandler fer a spell."
"Yeah, Pike spoke up. "You boys need to teach Mr. Chandler to give you the respect you deserve. You might have to help him along a bit with this yard stick." Pike handed the yard stick to Tommy. "You boys could practice jerk'in him off some."
Pike and Jason went back up on the hill to roll themselves a smoke. The took a puff and they could hear Mr. Chandler yelping occasionally. They could faintly hear him pleading also. "Please! Boys!, NO! Please. Don't do that. Please. I'll do anything you want! Please, BOYS! Please. Not on the BALLS! NO. NO."
"I think we left him in good hands. Don't you, Pike?" "Yep. I do,"
"Please, BOYS! Not my ASS! Please, NO! Please, boys!"
They both laughed, making their down the hill and on their way to home.
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