Vierzehntes Kapitel: Herr SchneiderMeine Lust auf Schule war heute gelinde gesagt ziemlich im Keller. Grandpa war nun schon vor zwei Wochen zurück nach Bayern gefahren. Ich vermisste ihn jetzt schon sehr. Zum Glück standen die Sommerferien vor der Tür. Granpa hatte mir versprochen, dass ich in den Ferien zu ihm kommen dürfe, außerdem hatte er mir ein Praktikum in der Firma in der er...
“And a ten-inch cock.”“You’re shitting us now,” Oliver said.“Yes, I’m shitting you,” Porter answered. “But, really, I would want him to have a nice cock on him.”“Well, high on my list is that he has to be willing to take out the trash without being asked to,” Adrian interjected.“And put the toilet seat down too?” someone asked. They all laughed.“No, thank god,” Adrian answered...
PANTOMIME COWPart of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong=Jake mentioned over tea that the drama department at his college was looking for someone to help out with the Christmas pantomime. It was still early November but rehearsals were already underway....
Is this the very café table where we sat? Yes, I think it is. In fact, I’m sure it is. It’s as if time has stood still. The café is just as it was nearly thirty years ago—or at least I don’t remember anything as different. It’s hard to believe that as much as London has changed over the last twenty years, Norwich might not have changed at all. Or so it seems. And so I want it to be. I don’t want...
PE Teacher’s Physical Part 6They woke at almost the same time, it was almost 6 AM, turned to each other and kissed, “Do we have time for a fuck” asked Steve, Keith looked at him and replied “Yes I think so, but who gets fucked?, its your bed so its your choice”. “Mmmm what a choice…. will you fuck me please Keith, and this time I want to be on my back so I can watch you cum inside me”,...
PE Teacher’s Physical Part 5During the following week Keith was on his own as his wife Carol was away on business for a few days, he was at a lose end when he received a message to meet Steve in his office after school.He felt worried that perhaps Steve was going to cause Mike and himself trouble as he and Mike had almost raped Steve the week before.Keith entered Steve’s office...
“How about I treat you to a drink? You must be thirsty from all that naked time on the platform.”I had just climbed down from the velvet-covered bench on the platform where I’d been posing, in the nude, for the past hour for Chad Simmons’s Savannah College of Art and Design night school art class. I’d barely had time to shrug my white cotton dress shirt over my shoulders. That didn’t stop the...
Mr. Tarver Author: Ronn42 I've carried this secret for many years. I was 18 and still in high school. I was a naive small town straight kid with a lean frame and a taut round ass that filled out my very tight pants. I didn't think of it at the time, but my hot little bod must have been begging for attention when I look back on it all.I had a shop teacher, Mr. Tarver. He was in his...
Walking my girlfriend home that day, I could not stop thinking about the typing teachers big thick mushroom cockhead. The memory of him swirling his precum around the big head with his fingertip was going to drive me insane. I tried to walk faster, just to get home and relieve myself in the easiest way an 18year old can. I left my girlfriends house, saying I had homework to do. When I got...
I still remember the day fondly. It was my Senior year of high school. Wrestling season, the only sport I was really good at, was about to begin! I was really pumped finally being on the Varsity team after proving my worth and dedication being on the JV team during my Junior Year. My best friend and I both made the Varsity team, which was great since we were super close! We almost thought...
Chris setzte seinen ursprünglichen Plan in die Tat um und fuhr noch die paar Kilometer ins Freibad der benachbarten Stadt, in der auch seine Schule war. Tatsächlich traf er dort Jo und Erik. Beide erzählten, dass sie am nächsten Tag in Urlaub fahren würden. Gemeinsam mit ein paar anderen Freunden. Chris wusste das bereits und hatte eigentlich mit auf die Tour wollen, aber seine Eltern waren der...
Chris lag auf dem Bett und starrte an die Decke. Heute war der erste Ferientag. Er war jetzt 18, das hieß: nicht mehr viele Ferien! Das hieß, dass jetzt sechs Wochen lang Freiheit vor ihm lagen. Allerdings auch sechs Wochen Langeweile, denn in seinem Leichtathletikverein lief dann auch nichts. Na, es würde sich schon etwas finden lassen. Natürlich wäre es leichter, wenn seine Eltern nicht so...
It is my final piano lesson before my recital on Sunday. This will will be the end of my piano lessons. I am not too sad about that. My piano teacher, Mrs. North, is at the hospital sitting by her sick aunt's bedside. She is terminally ill and has only a little while to live. Her husband, also an accomplished pianist and teacher, is subbing for her. He sits beside me on the bench. I run through...
The following series is a continuing series of fantasies which i have been experiencing for a few years about some of my classmates from my school life. Names have been changed. Hope you enjoy and i would appreciate your feedback. Thanks. Please don't reprint it, in part or in whole, without permission.This is the fifth part of the series and there is ongoing continuity so some parts...
Ryan was the star soccer player of the school. He was 18 and a senior in high school, about 5’9 and 135. He had medium length hair and somewhat pale white skin. He had a smaller, yet firm ass, and thighs that made you just want to die and go to heaven. He loved pre-calculus, not because of the subject, but because of the teacher. Mr. Thomas was a Italian, Serbian and Greek hottie....
Szerz? / Author: Bubblebuttluvr Fordító / Translator: Vladimir(A fordítás Bubblebuttluvr engedélyével készült. / This translation was being made with Bubblebuttluvr’s permission.)...
After an unforgettable Friday night—the first time I fucked another man, the first time I ever sucked a man’s cock, and the first time I ever drank another man’s cum—and then a really nice Saturday when we spent time together and started to become friends, Sunday was a rude awakening to the real world. I still had studying to do, papers to write, and classes to attend.The world had...
It all stated with a simple personal ad I saw on my college’s unofficial social web site: “Lonely man, shy, closeted, late 20’s, looking for friendship, maybe more.”“Late 20’s” made me think he was maybe a grad student or even a post-grad. And the way he described himself as “lonely,” “shy,” and “closeted” reminded me of me. I knew I was not the only gay kid on campus, I’d even seen one...
Middle America. Suburban high school. Government teacher. Mid-30s single gay male. This is my life. My work consumes my life. Teaching is more than just a job to me; it really and truly is my life’s passion. Between grading papers, lesson planning, sponsoring school clubs, attending extracurricular events (including sporting competitions), and seeking out relevant professional development...
As Steve led me down a hall to his master suit I noticed a clock…12:30. Had I really already been in his home and in his arms for 5 hours? It didn’t seem that long, but I knew we were both enjoying absolutely every moment.I sat on the bed as Steve began unbuckling his belt. I pulled him close to me and slapped his hands away. I wanted to unwrap his package. I unbuttoned his chinos and...
I arrived to work on Monday morning and was greeted by an e-mail that said the following: “Geoff, I had a nice time hanging out with you on Friday. Due to my work schedule and Ryan being at my house during the early part of each evening during the week, I’m not sure when I’ll be able to get together again. Maybe we can meet for a drink one evening. Anyway, I wish you a great week. Steve”....
My name is Geoffry Jackson and I’m a math teacher at a large high school in suburban Oklahoma City. I am 32 years old, 5’11”, 190 lbs solid muscle, brownish red hair, and usually wear my beard in a light stubble look. Over the years I’ve had my share of relationships which have included a couple of colleagues that I’d meet at teachers’ conferences, friends of friends, and even a former student....
In the first two parts of this story, you learned a little about me. I’m Jonathan and I teach World History at a large public high school in the Oklahoma City area. The first part of this story revolved around an in person connection between Luke, a teacher at a Catholic high school in Tulsa, and myself. Part two provided an unexpected repeat with Luke combined with adding into the mix Jessie,...
In the first part of this story, you learned a little about me. I’m Jonathan and I teach World History at a large public high school in the Oklahoma City area. The first part of this story revolved around an in person connection between Luke, a teacher at a Catholic high school in Tulsa, and myself. If you haven’t read it you should probably read it first. The following story happens the next...
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