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I first met Brad when I was hid teacher. He was only a sixth grader then, and I never could have known that when he graduated from high school five years later, he'd come knocking on my door. He was a nice boy when I was his teacher, but he had his troubles. His family life was hard, no mom, and his father never home. He took to me like a father, and I did my best to help him grow to make wise decisions. Three years later he moved on to high school, but he'd stop by my classroom once a year to say hello. The summer he graduated from high school was a great time for him. He'd come a long way, and I was proud of him. I sent him a card congratulating him on his success. A week later I had a knock on my door. Brad had grown to nearly six feet, but his build had remained boyish. His red hair and freckled face kept him looking years younger than he was. He was 18 years old now, but he looked much younger. He came to my door with a gift wrapped in paper. It was a book, a book of short stories. I thanked him and invited him in for a Coke. Brad came in a sat on my living room sofa as I went to the kitchen for a drink. I came back, handed him the Coke and sat down in my recliner. "So, Brad, what will you do now that high school is over? You've accomplished a lot in the past 7 years since I first met you. You should be proud." "I have stopped by to tell you that I'm moving away to Oregon. I can't stand it here with my father anymore and I've decided I'd rather be with my mother and her new family. I've come to say thank you, and good bye." I was immediately saddened by what he had to say. I felt for him and his troubles at home, but I knew it was best for him to go. He told me of his plans to attend college out west, and I shared with him some memories of my college years. Our conversation dimmed and eventually we were sitting there in silence. It was awkward, and he broke the silence by standing to go home. I walked him to the door, where he again thanked me for all I did for him. He gave me a hug. A very large hug. And for the first time in my years of knowing Brad, I felt an attraction I'd never felt to him at all. Maybe it was the smell of his cologne, maybe the strength in his hug, or his lack of fear in hugging me, I'm not sure, but my cock started to harden as we embraced. He began to pull away, and I noticed he too had become aroused during the hug. I looked him in the eye, and he smiled. "Mr. -, I mean Tom, I have to tell you something." I held my finger up to my mouth in a "shooshing" gesture, and I reached out and took his hand. He smiled at me, and we didn't speak another word. I led him towards my bedroom so he could undress. I went to my bathroom to get condoms and lube. I was amazed by what was happening, but I continued anyway. I walked back to the bedroom and found Brad laying on my bed on his stomach wearing nothing but his white briefs. I undressed to my boxers in front of him, and walked to the bed. I set the condoms and lube on the night stand and stretched my body next to his. I looked him in the eye as I ran my fingers over his smooth chest. Being ten years older than him, I had not seen such a young chest since I myself was in high school. I circled his nipples and pressed my cheek against his. I looked below and saw his hard cock pushing against the waist band of his briefs. I reached down and let his cock out, and he did the same to me, pulling my boxers down to my knees. We lay side by side, our cocks throbbing just inches from each other when I pushed him to his back and went down on his cock. I pulled his head into my mouth and licked the salty tip. I slid half of his cock into my mouth as my hand massaged his balls. He moaned and ran his finger through my hair. I sucked his cock to the base and back to the tip for nearly five minutes when he took my head by the sides and lifted my mouth from his cock. He pushed me onto my back and rather than lowering his head to my cock, he reached for the condoms and the lube. He carefully put on a condom then took the lube and moved towards my hole. I lifted my legs to help him. He put lube on his middle finger and began to loosen my hole. My breathing was already fast from the pending excitement. He added more lube and pushed his finger in all the way. He used so much lube, and worked my for so long with his finger, that my hole was practically staying open without any effort. He knelt between my legs and lubed his condumed cock. He took his cock in hand and lowered himself between my legs, my knees resting on his chest. I felt the tip of his cock slip into my hole, and not once did it hurt. His cock was about the same size as mine, six to seven inches long and medium thickness, except he was uncut. He pushed in slowly until his cock was fully sheathed in my ass. He rested there a minute and fondled my cock and balls. He applied lube to my balls and cock as he started to jerk me. He jerked my cock and slid his dick in and out of my ass. He worked the timing of his hand and his dick beautifully and I could tell he'd had a lot of experience at this. My eyes were focused on our groins and his pelvis as he pounded into me. The longer he fucked me, the looser I got until he was able to fuck me fast and hard. The pleasures were too much for me to bear and I began to feel the tingle working its way up my shaft. I knew in moments I would blow my load, and I could see in Brad's eyes, that he knew it too, and he smiled and quickened his pace. I cramped my face as the first spurt of cum flew through the air and hit my on the chin. I spurted shot after shot of warm, milky cum onto my chest and stomach and Brad watched with his eyes wide open. he licked his lips and his head went back...I knew he was about to cum. He pulled out of my ass, slid the condom off, moved over to my side and aimed his cock head right at my face. I leaned forward, took his cock into my mouth and instantly had a mouth full of hot creamy cum, I swallowed it down only to have it filled again by his next pulse. I swallowed again, and again as he filled my mouth four times with hot boy cum! His breathing was fast and the sweat rand down his hairless chest, over his smooth hard belly and down to his path of pubic hairs that rested above his now softening cock. He took his cock from my mouth and bent down to kiss me deeply on the mouth. His tongue explored my mouth gathering his own cum back to his mouth. He leaned back up, then held his hand to his lips in a "shoosh" gesture. He stood, dressed, and left. I fell asleep, on my back, my hole throbbing from the pounding I just took, my stomach full with Brad's cum, and my chest and belly wet with my own juice. I awoke the next morning expecting to find it was just a dream, but the evidence was there. A used condom on the floor next to my bed, lub next to my pillow, and dried cum on my chin, chest and belly. I realized then that Brad was gone. He had moved to the west coast, and I never knew if I'd see him again. If you liked this story, feel free to e-mail me at mebimale@hotmail.com