Date: Sun, 15 Feb 2004 10:57:18 -0500 From: alessandro abbondanti <firstname.lastname@example.org> Subject: mr a and his boys: the club A [late] Valentine's gift for you all: the next installment of the Mr. A and His Boys series. This chapter includes some stuff that several of you have asked to happen and answers some questions brought up in the Derek chapter. I could have dragged this chapter out more, but I think what I've done here is enough, and we may return to some of the people introduced here later. There's no Colin or Paden, so you needn't worry that this is some mushy, love Valentine: it's all about lust. It's been nearly a month, so forgive me if I seem a little rusty. I'm out of practice. ;) Comments and suggestions welcome, as always. Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction; any resemblance to real persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. If you're not old enough to read this, go away. This story is fantasy. It didn't happen. It never will happen. Don't do it. This story contains depictions of sex between adult and teenage males. All roles in the movie of my life, however, are played by people aged 18 and over (and you should be 18 if you're reading this!). If you are not interested in reading about this (or other male-on-male sex), please leave now. This story is mine; don't steal it or post elsewhere without my permission. (That means it's copyrighted by me, in case you were confused.) ******************* The next couple of weeks passed without anything interesting happening. Colin, Paden, and I obviously avoided any talk of what had happened at my house. A couple of times, they had hinted at wanting to come back for another visit, but I shot them down both times. The thought that someone might have seen them coming or going from my house still worried me, so our activities were on hold, although I was fairly certain that the two of them were still enjoying each other's company. I had continued seeing Jennifer as well as hooking up with other people whenever I had the chance, so I certainly wasn't sex- deprived, although I did miss the boys. One Friday afternoon, I was in my office working late when I heard the door open. Assuming it was the custodian, since I hadn't had a late afternoon visit from one of my students in awhile, I didn't move from my seat and continued working. There was a knock on my office door and I looked up to find Derek standing there. "Derek," I said, a little startled. "What are you doing here?" "Just coming by to see what was going on in here. I saw your car in the parking lot and figured that you were still around," he responded. "No Colin or Paden?" "No, not lately," I said. "Too dangerous." "Yeah, that's what Colin said, too," Derek said. I didn't respond, and after a brief pause Derek continued, "You know, there are ways." I looked at him puzzled, wondering where this was going. "What do you mean?" "You don't have to do it here in your office. That's definitely dangerous, but there are other ways." "Enlighten me," I said. "There's your own house. I can tell you that I've been to the houses of a couple of teachers before, but that can be dangerous, too. You gotta have a good reason why kids are coming over in case someone sees them, so you can't do it there very often, but it does happen. There's also the locker room, like we did before. The schedule there is pretty regular, so it's easy to figure out when people will or won't be there, but there are even better places," Derek hinted. "What do you mean?" I said, getting a little irritated. Derek chuckled. "Let's just say that you're not the only person in the school who's ever 'done stuff' with students." I looked at him, and he continued, "A certain administrator and other teachers have also been known to fool around on occasion, here on campus." My interest was peaked now with Derek's admission that there were other teachers who had also given in to their desires. "Go on," I urged him. Derek smiled slyly. "Come to Portable 7 tonight at 7," he said and walked out. An easy and cheap way to create extra space without actually having to add on to existing buildings was to put up portables, which amounted, essentially, to large trailers that acted as outbuildings to the main campus. Our school had several of them, some close to the main building, some close to the gym, and some on the other side of the fields and the Driver's Ed area. Portable 7 was right next to the portable used by the Driver's Ed teacher and as such was one of the most removed from the main building. It had originally been used by ROTC before they got a new portable installed closer to the gym. Now, as far as I knew, it was no longer used. Shortly after Derek left, I met some friends for dinner. Excusing myself from the meal early, I headed back to school around 7 and parked near the portable, preferring not to park in my usual designated spot lest someone drive by and notice my car. There were several cars there already. I wasn't sure who or what to expect when I walked in. I knew who the administrator was, as we had only one male administrator, but I couldn't imagine who the other adults would be or what students would be there. I hoped that Paden and Colin would not be. As much as I would have liked to get together with them again, I didn't like the idea of another teacher "having fun" with them. I knocked on the door, and it was opened just enough for Derek to poke his head out. He smiled broadly when he saw me and opened the door. "Mr. A.," he said, "come in." "Hey, Derek," I said, stepping inside. My nostrils were immediately assaulted by the overwhelming smell of pot. I coughed and looked around the room, noticing the coolers with beer in them. I briefly considered leaving, as I was (and continue to be) a staunch opponent of drug use (among teenagers) and underage drinking, but I took notice of the people in the room and decided to see what would happen. Seated in a chair in the middle of the room, I saw one of our assistant principals, Ron Harris. He smiled and stood up when he saw me. Approaching me, he extended his hand and said, "Alex, nice to see you. I've heard a lot about you from Derek here." He eyed me up and down, his eyes resting briefly on my crotch. "I was a bit surprised, I have to say." I chuckled. "You weren't the only one!" I said. "Never would have expected this from you." Ron was in his mid-30's and stood about 6' tall. He had dark hair and a swarthy complexion. He was sexy enough, I suppose, for an older man. He had a good body and was involved in many of the athletic events at the school, helping out with the football team and the girls' flag football team. He was single, but it was generally accepted that he got plenty of play. There were even rumors of him fooling around with girls at the school, but I had never heard anything about him and the guys. Ron laughed in response. "There might be a few surprises left," he said with a wink. "Over there," he said, pointing to one of the corners, "is Brad Spinnaker." Brad was known to the kids as Coach Spin. He wasn't a teacher, but a hall monitor of sorts, who wandered around making sure students weren't getting in trouble, messing around in the halls, skipping, or trying to leave campus. He was about my age and he helped coach the football and baseball teams. He was attractive, about 5'8" and 160 pounds, with brown hair and green eyes. I had heard more than one girl say that she would like to get with him. Ron continued, "There's Bill Richards." Bill was married, and his wife had recently given birth to a son, so I was shocked to see him there. He was older than Ron and Brad, probably about 40. He was also much taller, standing about 6'2" o 6'3" and weighing at least 200 pounds. Like Brad, he was involved with the baseball and football teams. "There's Jon," Ron said. Seeing Jon was not that surprising, because, of the people that I had seen so far, he was the only one that I had suspected of being gay. He was about as tall as Bill, but much thinner. Jon was also the only one not involved with sports: he was our band director. He was about 30-years-old and very cute. Suddenly, the song "One of these things is not like the others" went through my head. Although it didn't surprise me that he would be into guys and therefore into this little group, there was something different about him. Although Ron had not pointed out any of the students to me, I did recognize a number of them. Some of them I had in class and some I had just seen around school. Besides Derek, with whose ass I had already become intimately acquainted, there were two other students from my 6th period class, Kyle and Tony, both of whom were on the baseball team. Kyle was a freshman, so he was 15-years-old at the time. He had brown hair and green eyes. He stood about 5'7" and weighed probably about 160 pounds. Tony was a junior, 17-years-old and about 6' tall, weighing in at about 170 pounds. I also recognized Tony's brother Sean, who was on the football team. Sean was also a freshman, but he was smaller than Kyle. They were about the same height, but Sean weighed only about 140 pounds. His look and build reminded me of Colin, but Colin had a much cuter face and better personality; he was also much smarter. There were several others that I did not have in class, but whom I had seen before. Two guys named Aaron, one a senior and one a junior, who were in Catherine's class next door to mine. Both were tall, about 6'1" or 6'2" and about 180 pounds. They had brown hair, although the senior Aaron wore his in a military cut (he was in ROTC) and junior Aaron kept his longer. Junior Aaron was on the baseball team with his friend Reilly, who was also there. The two were very similar in appearance, although Reilly had black hair and was lankier. There was only one student there that I didn't recognize. I stared at him for a bit, mostly because he didn't look familiar. Derek came up to me and said, "That's Mick. He's a freshman on the football team. His brother Tom is on varsity and was the thickest dude I ever had before you." I knew who Tom was and I had to admit that Mick, who was smooth and muscular, was better looking than his brother, who was stocky and hairy. His brother wasn't there, but I assumed that he must have been involved in this little group in the past. Mick was kind of cute, but looked a little like a rat, I thought. He and Sean stood together talking and looking at me. I turned back to Ron. "So what's going on here?" I asked, wanting to make sure that my understanding was accurate. "Well," Ron began, "we have this little group that meets once or twice a month. In each year we meet new guys who attract our attention and who exhibit the desire to do more. Being coaches, we spend a lot of time with them outside of school, so it's usually pretty easy to figure out which ones might be interested. Sometimes, they only come once or twice. Sometimes, they come as freshmen, but stop when they're sophomores. Sometimes, they hang around for a while. Regardless, we have this little group here where we can indulge ourselves and the boys." "Isn't it kind of dangerous?" I asked. "We've never had any trouble. We're very careful and we only invite boys that we know we can trust or whose brothers have been involved before, like Mick there and Tony and Sean." He paused. "It helps that we can provide pot and beer." We laughed. "There are more students than teachers," I commented. "Yeah, but we all pretty much take turns with each other, and it doesn't gotta be 1-on-1. We're all into different things, too. Jon over there, for instance, loves dick, so if there's a boy in need of release, they can just walk over there and use Jon's mouth...or ass. He loves it. Brad only likes to be serviced and he's popular because he's younger than the rest of us." "What about the rest of you?" I asked. Ron smiled wickedly. "We're into different stuff; we're all pretty versatile except Jon and Brad." Tony approached me carrying a beer. "What's up, Mr. A.?" he asked with a wink and handed me the bottle. "Not a whole lot yet, Tony," I responded, although I could feel the blood already beginning to fill my limp cock. I noticed the two Aarons and Reilly were also standing together, swigging beer. Reilly and senior Aaron were groping each other while junior Aaron watched, his hand rubbing his crotch. Kyle was with Coach Richards, who was kissing him deeply while his hands explored Kyle's body. I wondered what Kyle was packing, because in class he would connect the ends of several of the whiteboard markers together to create a long stick. Some students teased him about trying to make a representation of his dick, which led me to wonder if I had another Paden on my hands or if the students were just being funny. Ron grabbed Derek and led him away. Sitting down in his chair, Derek knelt in front of him. Brad, meanwhile, had approached Sean and Mick, who also both knelt in front of him. Jon, I noticed, had taken a place on his knees in front of the Aarons and Reilly. Suddenly, I felt Tony move close and run his hand down my body to my crotch. He grabbed my rapidly swelling dick through my pants and smiled. "Nice," he muttered. "Thanks," I said and turned to him. We kissed deeply, me sliding my tongue into his mouth. I placed my hands on his waist and pulled his shirt up and then off over his head. He had a good body, not as developed as Paden's, but still smooth with only a light dusting of hair on his pecs. I then pulled my own shirt off, revealing my body to him for the first time. "Awesome," he breathed as he reached out to touch my smooth pecs and then placed both hands on my abs. "Derek was right about your body," he whispered and fell to his knees. He continued rubbing my crotch and looked up at me, a broad smile on his face. "Let's see if he was right about everything else, too." I smiled smugly and let the baseball jock get to work. He brought his hand down over the bulge in my pants, rubbing and pressing on the curve of my semi-hard cock. Tony reached up and unbuckled my belt and then unbuttoned my pants. He slid my zipper down over the bulge and opened my pants. My underwear bulged through the fly; Tony moaned and brought his face forward. He stuck out his tongue and began licking at the bend of my cock, caged up in the tight cotton of my boxerbriefs. He wrapped his lips around my swelling shaft, mouthing the thick stalk. I grabbed the back of his head and pressed his face into my crotch. I looked around the room. Senior Aaron was feeding his dick into Jon's mouth while Jon stroked junior Aaron and Reilly. Junior Aaron and Reilly both looked to be about 7" long, but Reilly was thicker. Derek and Rob were now naked, and Derek knelt between Rob's legs, bobbing his head on the swollen prick of our assistant principal. On the other side of the room, Bill had wasted little time in bending Kyle over and planting his long cock deep into Kyle's freshman ass. Brad was sliding his rather thick dick between the faces of the other two freshmen, Mick and Sean, who both knelt obediently in front of him. Still kneeling in front of me with his tongue eagerly tracing the outline of my shaft in my boxerbriefs, Tony reached up to my waistband and pulled my shorts down, sliding them over my hard meat. My freed cock popped up and slapped Tony in the face before bouncing heavily in front of him. Tony gasped. "God damn," he murmured as he reached out with both hands to fondle my trunk-like dick. He placed his hands on either side of my cock and rubbed up and down, caressing my beercan thick meat, while taking the head between his lips. I closed my eyes and threw my head back as my swollen cockhead slipped through his tight lips. I groaned loudly as his wet mouth engulfed me and I felt his tongue swirl around my glans; his hands continued stroking my shaft. He pulled off my dick and I looked down at him. "You're so fucking big," he groaned, holding my dick in his hands and rubbing it all over his face. "I love your dick," he grunted, slapping himself with it, and then dove back down on my dick, swallowing half of my swollen shaft. I groaned in response and grabbed onto his head. I started thrusting my hips, feeding more of my cock into his 17-year-old mouth. His lips stretched around the thick mast of my rod as I pushed it deeper and deeper into him. My cockhead hit the back of his throat several times before I felt the opening relax and the swollen head slipped into his throat. Tony's throat muscles contracted around my dick, pulling me inside. I grunted loudly, squeezing his head and holding it in place. His nose was pressed into my pubes, and I could feel his warm breath escaping through his nostrils as he struggled to breathe with his throat full of my Italian meat. Still holding on to his head, I slowly slid my cock out of his throat, feeling the underside glide over the rough texture of his tongue, and then pushed it back in, my cockhead rubbing against the roof of his mouth and then slipping back into his throat. I started to fuck his face, shoving my dick down his throat and then pulling it back out. My large, cum-laden balls swung heavily back and forth, slapping against his chin. He grunted, moaning and slurping loudly on my fat cock. I could hear him gag each time I plowed my dick into his throat. Tony choked and gagged on me, but I continued my assault on his throat. Tony had pulled his dick out of his pants and was rapidly stroking it while sucking me. Directly in front of me, I watched Derek's head bob up and down on Rob's dick. Both were naked now, and I could tell that Rob was thrusting his hips, feeding his dick into Derek's throat just as I was feeding mine into Tony's. To my left, Bill was pounding Kyle's 15-year-old ass, his hips thrusting urgently in and out of his hole. Kyle was a pitcher on the baseball team, but was doing an excellent job of "catching" right now. Behind Rob and slightly to the right, I could see Jon working his way from cock to cock, moving from junior Aaron to senior Aaron to Reilly and back again. The boys stood near each other, groping one another's bodies and cocks, slapping their hard dicks against Jon's face. To my right, Brad fed his cock first into Sean's mouth and then into Mick's mouth. The room was filled with the sounds of sex: the groans and grunts of men being serviced and the boys servicing them, the wet slurps of mouths and tongues on hard cocks, and the hollow, choking sounds of throats gagging on large dicks. Bill came first. I heard a loud, strangled noise come from the left side of the room and looked over. I watched Bill yank his dick from Kyle's ass and stroke it rapidly, unloading all over Kyle's back. I saw his dick for the first time at that moment and was shocked to find that he was actually longer than I was, easily close to 11". Directly in front of me, I watched as the Aarons and Reilly took turns unloading on Jon's eagerly upturned face. Tony continued sucking my dick, the two freshmen continued working on Brad, and Ron continued thrusting into Derek's mouth, his dark legs stretched out in front of him. Brad unloaded next, the two freshmen kneeling in front of him, their cheeks pressed close together. He aimed his dick at their faces and their opened mouths. He groaned loudly and began shooting; I could hear the wet splats of his cum hitting their faces. He squeezed the last few drops from his dick onto Sean's outstretched tongue and let go of his softening dick, letting it hang limply over his balls. I looked back to the center of the room and my eyes met Ron's. He smiled at me and placed his hand on the back of Derek's head. He started thrusting earnestly again into Derek's throat. I also grabbed Tony's head and continued fucking his throat, matching Ron's thrusts. Ron's legs tensed and he closed his eyes; a strangled groan escaped his lips. He was filling Derek's throat with his cum. The others had already disengaged from their groups and were milling about the room, moving closer to where Ron and Derek were and eventually coming in my direction. Ron pulled out of Derek's mouth and stood up. The two also came toward me and Tony. The boys were all hard as rocks still, but the adults had gone soft. They all surrounded us. I had already pulled my swollen dick from Tony's throat and grabbed on to his hair, yanking his head back so that he had to look up at me and my dick, which I was stroking hard and fast in front of his face. His mouth gaped open and his tongue lolled out. I heard murmuring from those around me, things like, "Mr. A.'s so big" and "Look at how thick that is" and "What a hot body for a teacher." The admiration turned me on even more, and I felt my balls tighten. My fingers twisted in Tony's hair and I unconsciously pulled harder on it. The load built in my shaft, working its way to the tip; I groaned loudly and let loose. My piss slit gaped open and the first volley of cum, a long stream of sticky jizz, erupted from my cock and landed on Tony's face, lying across it like a thick, white rope. This first thick rope was followed rapidly by two more, which crisscrossed the first. My cock continued its explosion, splattering 9 more shots of my cum on Tony's face and in his hair. The latter, watery shots of cream ran down his face and dripped onto his neck and chest. I squeezed the last few drops from my dick, milking it from the base all the way up the thick shaft, and then flopped my softening cock against his glazed face. Cum stuck in his hair and on his eyelashes; it dripped from his nose and coated his cheeks. He licked his lips, tasting my jizz. I had heard gasps of amazement and murmurs of approval as I unloaded on Tony's face, but I hadn't really been able to focus on what was being said. Now, I could hear them clearly. Reilly said, "Holy shit. I think that's more cum than the three of us left on Jon's face." Derek said, "Toldja that he came like a fire hydrant." Ron said, "God damn, Alex, that's quite the weapon you've got there." I laughed. "Thanks," I said. "You're hotter than Coach Spin," Mick said. I looked at Coach Spin, who did not seem very pleased to hear that. "You look awesome, bro," Sean said, kneeling down next to his brother. He scooped some of my cum from Tony's face and licked it from his fingers. He turned and looked up at me. "Tastes great," he said. A couple of other boys, junior Aaron and Mick, knelt down as well and helped Sean clean my cum from his brother's face. Soon, we were all hard again, and I had my first chance to really check out all the guys. Ron was actually kind of thin, thinner than I expected. His body was rather dark and a light dusting of dark hair covered his upper body and legs. His dick was about 7.5" long, about the same size as Paden's, and his balls were tight, pulled close to his body in a hairy sac. Bill was a large man, beefy and muscular, but not ripped. His dick was definitely longer than mine--nearly 11"--but thin. Brad, the shortest of the teachers there, had a good sized dick. He had a decent body, more muscular than Ron's, but not as ripped as my own. His dick was about 7" long and thick, probably around 6", but mine was noticeably thicker. Jon's dick was probably about the same size as Ron's, but looked larger because of his very thin frame. Despite his thin build, Jon had a round bubble butt. Among the students, Kyle was the stockiest, but by no means fat. His dick was about 6.5" long and thin, with two average-sized balls hanging loosely in a smooth sac beneath it. Derek I had seen before, so his muscled body and thick 5.5" cock were nothing new to me. Tony was a large boy, tall and muscular, and his dick was no exception. Fully hard, he must have been about 8" long and 6" thick. I had seen junior Aaron and Reilly earlier, so I already knew that they were packing twin 7" weapons. Senior Aaron's dick was about the size of Tony's. The other two freshmen, Sean and Mick, were by no means horses, but had about average sized dicks for boys their age. They were rock hard and stuck straight out from their bodies, tense and about 5" long. All in all, an impressive array of adult and teenage flesh. Most of the boys surrounded me, moving in closely and running their hands over my body. Kyle and Tony only stepped back. Kyle went back to Bill, who pushed him to his knees. I got the impression that Kyle and Bill had a special relationship and that perhaps Kyle wasn't interested in the younger teachers. Tony stood next to Ron and Jon knelt down in front of them. Tony and Ron stood close together with their arms around each other's waists while Jon began his work on their cocks. I felt the hands and mouths of the other boys on my body, groping and kissing me. I saw Ron, Tony, and Bill watching the boys attack my body while their own cocks were being taken care of by eager mouths. From the corner of my eye, I could see Brad standing off to the side, his hard dick untouched and his arms crossed on his broad chest. He had a sneer on his face, and I could tell that he angry. I recalled what Ron had said earlier, that Brad was a favorite among some of the boys, and he had demonstrated that with the way that he had used both of the freshmen earlier. He had been, after all, the youngest and hottest until my arrival. No doubt, he didn't like watching me get the attention that he was so used to. Junior Aaron had fallen to his knees behind me and was eagerly licking my ass. The freshmen knelt in front of me and were working on my cock and balls, hungrily slurping on my endowment. Senior Aaron and Reilly stood on either side of me, their hard cocks pressed against my thighs while they licked and sucked on my nipples. Derek was on his knees behind me, sucking on junior Aaron's hard cock. I could feel so many hands and mouths working on me at once that it was impossible to focus on any one of them for an extended period of time. Derek, proving himself as a cocksucker, was moving back and forth among the boys. Switching from junior Aaron to each of the freshmen, then coming up from underneath to suck on my balls and then moving on to taste Reilly and senior Aaron. Derek was all over the place. I placed my hands on the freshmen's heads, holding them in place while they continued their mouthwork on my cock and balls. I threw my head back and let out a long groan, enjoying the attention from the 15- to 17-year old boys. I looked over at Brad again, who still stood with his arms folded across his chest, not moving. Our eyes met, and I smirked at him. His lip curled up. I smiled again and closed my eyes, allowing myself to enjoy the attention. Derek pulled the Aarons away from me and positioned himself between them. He got on his knees, giving senior Aaron access to his ass and junior Aaron access to his mouth. The two began using him, senior Aaron forcing his hard cock into Derek's tight, muscular ass, and junior Aaron easily burying his dick down Derek's throat. Kyle remained on his knees in front of Bill, struggling to take the coach's 11" dick into his throat. Jon continued his work on Tony and Ron, alternating between their evenly matched cocks. Reilly came up behind Jon and placed his hard dick against Jon's ass. Jon raised his ass into the air as he sucked Tony into his throat, and Reilly began pushing his dick into Jon's tight hole. Jon's cheeks opened and his hole spread to accept Reilly's thick teenage prick. Jon pulled off of Tony's cock and let out a loud moan, slapping Tony's and Ron's dicks against his face. He then opened his mouth and took Ron down his throat. He alternated from one hard dick to the other while Reilly fucked his ass. I looked down and watched the two freshmen, kneeling next to each other, eagerly servicing my dick just as they had serviced Brad before. I grabbed my hard dick in my right hand and slapped it down against Sean's face and then against Mick's, cockslapping each of them. Brad remained the only one of us without a partner and he became angrier as I took my fat cock in my hand and pushed it against Mick's lips. Mick obediently opened his mouth and took my broad, swollen head between his lips. I looked down, watching Mick's mouth open and stretch around the thick shaft of my dick. I hit the back of his throat and he gagged. I pulled off and stuck my dick in Sean's face, who eagerly opened his mouth to accept me. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of my hard dick sliding into Sean's mouth. My cock hit the back of his throat, but unlike Mick, Sean didn't choke. I felt his throat relax and my cock slid into him just as it had slid into his brother's throat earlier. He sucked his cheeks in around my cock, creating a tight vacuum on my meat while he worked his throat muscles on the engorged head. Precum oozed from my gaping piss slit and coated his throat. I groaned loudly, my eyes still closed. Suddenly, I felt someone come up behind me and try to pin my arms down; his hard dick pressed against my ass. My eyes snapped open, and I saw that Brad was no longer standing where he had been. I panicked briefly, but managed to say calmly, "Brad, what the fuck do you think you're doing?" "You can't just take my boys away from me," he growled into my ear, "and leave me without anyone, so I'm just gonna have to make you mine." The room was silent. The fucking and sucking stopped; Sean slid his mouth from my cock. Everyone was watching me and Brad. "Don't be an idiot, Brad," I said. "I didn't take anything from you. Now let me go." "No," he said. "If you get their mouths, then I get your ass." I felt his hard dick, slick with precum, pressed against my back. "I'm gonna have to say no to that, Brad," I responded, elbowing him in the side. He let go of me and I spun around, my still hard cock slapping Sean in the face as I did so. I punched Brad in the stomach, causing him to double over, and then pushed him to the ground. I sat down on his chest, my knees on either side of his body, and pressed down on his shoulders. My dick stuck out from my body and hung over his face. It glistened with precum and spit; one long strand of precum oozed from the swollen head and hung suspended in the air for a split second before falling down onto Brad's forehead. I looked down at him, my view of his face obscured by the broad shaft of my cock. "Don't you ever fucking try something like that again," I said. "No one gets my ass, punk, least of all you, and next time you think you're gonna try for it, you better make damn sure that you have some help, because you aren't man enough to take it yourself." He struggled beneath me, but I kept him down. I bucked my hips, causing my dick to swing up and then fall heavily back down onto his face. "If you had just let me go when I asked, we wouldn't have to do this, but now you got me all riled up." He continued struggling, which made my body move and my cock swing. "I love it when they struggle," I muttered. The others had disengaged from their groups and now stood around us, their hard, wet dicks throbbing. Reilly and junior Aaron were already stroking their cocks. I grabbed my fat Italian prick at the base and slapped it down against Brad's face, beating him with my club. I whipped his face hard, leaving red marks on it. "Whose boys are they?" I asked, slamming my thick bat against his lips, coating them with precum. He didn't answer, so I slapped him again. "Answer me, Brad." "They're yours, Alex," he said. "Please, let me up," he begged. "Nah, I don't think so," I said. "I'm just getting started." I leaned closer and arched my body over his face. My cock rested heavily on his face and I began thrusting my hips, sliding my cock up and down his face. Junior Aaron and Reilly let go of their dicks and held onto his legs to make sure that he didn't try to get up. I slid my cock up and down Brad's face, starting with the head at his chin and sliding all the way up until my balls dragged across his nose. I sat back down on Brad's chest and pressed my cockhead against his lips. "Open up, cocksucker," I said. Brad shook his head, trying to move his mouth away from my cock. I slapped him again. "I said open," I repeated and slapped him again. "And if you even think about biting me, I'll break your fucking nose." He parted his lips and I pushed my dick between them, forcing the thick spearhead into his mouth. He tasted my precum for the first time and tried to turn away again, but I grabbed his head and held it in place, slowly feeding him my very swollen and very thick cock. He choked, but behaved himself and did his best to keep his teeth clear. Finally, he stopped struggling and accepted my cock in his mouth. I knew that he couldn't take it all, but I enjoyed the sound of him choking. I stretched out over him in a push-up position and began to fuck his mouth, forcing my cock deep enough into his throat to make him choke and then pulling out. The others stood around us, students and teachers, all eagerly stroking their dicks while I force fed my Italian meat into Brad's mouth. My balls sagged heavily on his chin with each of my downward thrusts. I pulled out and sat back down on his chest. Brad gasped loudly; the others let out disappointed moans. "Please let me up," Brad insisted, his lips swollen and red from my assault on his mouth. "I'm really sorry, Alex," he said. "Not just yet," I said. I motioned toward the Aarons and pointed at Brad's shoulders. They knelt down, their hard cocks pointing at each other over Brad's face, and put their weight on Brad's shoulders. He started to struggle. "Don't struggle," I said. "You'll just make it harder on yourself." I slid down Brad's body and shoved my knee between his thighs, forcing him to part his legs. His dick, I noticed, remained hard. I smirked and swatted at it. I looked up at our audience and said, "I guess that Coach Spin enjoys this kind of thing." They laughed. Brad kicked his legs, but I grabbed onto his thighs and pressed them down to the floor. "Relax, bud," I said, "or it'll really hurt." "No, Alex, please don't," he begged, still trying to twist out of my grip. "Aww," I said. "I like it when they beg. Someone gag him." "Gladly," senior Aaron said and shoved his cock into Brad's mouth. I found out later that the Aarons and Reilly were not very happy with Brad, because earlier in the year he had forced junior Aaron to suck his dick and senior Aaron to bottom for him. "Bill, Ron, mind helping me out here?" I asked, indicating Brad's legs. The two of them smiled broadly and each grabbed one of Brad's legs, pulling them apart. I knelt between Brad's legs and rubbed my cock against the crack of his ass. "Like I said, Brad, make sure you have help before you try something like this." He mumbled something in response that I couldn't decipher because his mouth was filled with Aaron's hard teencock. I pressed my wet, sticky cockhead against his tight hole; Brad kicked his legs, but Bill and Ron held on tightly. I pushed forward, watching his hole open to accept my pointed, swollen cockhead. I heard a muffled scream escape his cockfilled throat as I busted through his tight sphincter and buried three or four inches of my swollen meat in his hole. He kicked again and tried to push me out, but instead tightened his hole on my cock, causing me to groan loudly. "Do that again," I grunted. He screamed again. I pushed forward harder, burying more of my dick into him. He was whimpering now. "Holy shit," I heard junior Aaron say. "Coach Spin is crying." He laughed. Senior Aaron got out of the way and I could see Brad's face. He had stopped struggling and there were indeed tears in his eyes. I was now buried balls deep inside Brad's ass, filling his hole completely with my fat 9.5" dick. His dick remained hard, and when I leaned over him to look into his tear-filled eyes, I felt it twitch against my hard abs, leaving a sticky precum trail. I laid myself on top of him and began fucking him, sliding my dick most of the way out and then shoving it back in. I used my body weight to keep him down, although he had stopped struggling and was willingly accepting my invading prick. Our audience watched my tight, muscular ass rise and fall as I thrust my hips repeatedly into Brad's ass, drilling my cock deep into his guts. I continually drove my cock against his prostate, eliciting a series of moans from deep in his chest. Again and again, His cock twitched against my abs, leaking precum all over both of us. "Fuck, he likes it," I heard someone say, but I couldn't place the voice as my attention was focused on driving my cock roughly in and out of Brad's hole. "Listen to him moan," someone else said. "Fuck that," a third voice offered. "Listen to how hard, Mr. A.'s balls are slapping Coach Spin's ass. He's fucking POUNDING him." Confident that Brad was no longer going to try to get away, I raised myself off of him and knelt between his legs again, my cock still buried in his ass. I held his legs up and kept them spread apart. I pulled all the way out of his ass. "Holy shit," Sean shouted, pointing at Brad's ass. "Look at his hole. That's fucking huge." I looked up at Sean. "Yours is next, bud," I said with a wink. He grinned back. I shoved my cock back into Brad's ass and continued fucking him deep and hard. I pushed Brad's knees up to his chest and raised myself up over him, planting my dick deeper into his ass, my balls pressed tightly against him. I held myself buried to the root inside him and began rotating my hips, stretching his hole even wider. He whimpered. I stared down in his eyes, smirking at him. I bucked my hips, sending the broad side of my cock against his prostate over and over. "You like that, huh?" I asked. I made my cock twitch inside him. He whimpered in response. "Fuck him harder," I heard senior Aaron encourage me, and I responded by picking up the pace of my fuck. My balls slapped loudly against Brad's ass with each thrust. "Hell yeah," Bill said. "I'm gonna cum." Bill knelt over Brad's face and stroked his long dick rapidly before unleashing three shots of cum onto Brad. Kyle was next, standing next to Bill and releasing his teenage load from his large cock. Bill held his cock in his hand and used it to spread his and Kyle's loads all over Brad's face, pushing some into Brad's mouth. Brad gagged loudly when he tasted their cum and tried to spit it out, but Bill kept pushing more into his mouth. Brad suddenly grunted and bucked his hips; I felt his ass clamp down hard on my cock as he unloaded all over his chest and abs. Brad was already getting a good splattering and there were still a number of guys to go. I pulled out of Brad's ass and then slammed my cock quickly back inside, making Brad scream loudly. Sean and Mick knelt on either side of Brad's face and stroked their teencocks in his face. He turned and sucked on each one in turn until they let out small whimpers and unloaded their thin load on his face. "Oh shit," Ron moaned, and he and Derek stepped up to the plate; they shot at the same time. Ron splattered his load all over Brad's chin and chest while Derek's dribbled from his cock onto Brad's forehead. The Aarons and Reilly took their places around Brad and then took turns feeding their dicks into his mouth, using their swollen cockheads to spoon the loads of their teachers and friends into Brad's mouth. He sucked each one eagerly, cleaning it of cum. One by one, then, they unloaded in his mouth, and I watched Brad's throat muscles quickly swallowing, trying not to gag on their thick jock cream. They finished cumming and let their wet, soft dicks hang in Brad's face, slapping them on his cheeks and forehead. Yanking my dick out of Brad's ass again, I knelt over him. "Now for the big finish," Ron said. "Do it," I heard several say. "Shoot all over him." I grabbed Brad by the hair and yanked his head back against the floor; his mouth gaped open. "Ask for it," I grunted between clenched teeth. "Please," he said, sticking out his tongue. "Give me your cum." "Fuck yeah!" the audience shouted. "Oh fuck," I groaned and slid my hand down the length of my cock, gripping the base tightly. My balls tightened, and I shot. The first 5 spurts were very thick, dollops of heavy cream landing on Brad's face. These were followed by 7 more long ropes, 12 shots in total, splattering and coating Brad's face and tongue. He swallowed eagerly, licking my cum from his lips. I painted his face with my cum and then stuck the head in his mouth for clean up. He sucked gently on it, getting all he could from my swollen piss slit. I stood up, flicking the last remaining drops from my fingers onto his face. I stood over him, my legs spread and my soft cock hanging heavily over my large, swinging balls. "Anyone else got a problem with me?" I asked, looking around at their spent cocks. "No way, man," Ron offered, and the others murmured their agreement. "We've all been waiting for someone to put Brad in his place." I smiled. "Good," I said. "I was glad to be the one to do it." I looked around the room. "Now, I think that someone else wanted a ride," I said with a smirk. "Nah, Alex, not tonight," Ron said. "We gotta get out of here and most of these kids gotta get home. We'll let ya know when we have our next meeting, though." The kids were a little disappointed, but dispersed to get dressed. "Thanks, Ron," I said. "I'll try to make it, but I'm making no promises. I already play with a couple of my students." "Oh yeah?" Ron asked, as we got dressed. "Where?" "Well, we started out in my office, but that was too dangerous. Then, they came to my house, but that also doesn't make me comfortable," I told him. "Office isn't bad, if you do it at the right time. You just gotta know where the custodian is. The house also works, just don't do it too often in case someone sees them and starts to wonder. I'll get ya a key to this place, and you can use it whenever you want. There's also the locker room attached to the weight room. The schedule there is pretty regular, so that's usually available after 5 if you plan right." "Damn, man," I said, "you're an old pro at this." "I've been doing it for years," he responded. "I used to be the hot young teacher, you know." He winked at me. I laughed. "Well, maybe I'll be back here next time. There are a couple of asses that I might like to tap." Ron laughed. "Okay, man, I'll let you know." We all finished getting dressed and left the building. I headed home. It was fun, but it wasn't the same as with Colin and Paden. These guys were definitely willing, but I didn't have the same attraction for them that I had for Colin and Paden. Part of it was that I wasn't as close to any of them as I was to Colin and Paden, but there was something else that made it different. I wasn't sure what it was, though, and when I went to sleep that night, it was still on my mind. ******************* What did you think? It's been awhile, so it may take a couple of chapters for me to get back into the swing of things. I still can't promise a regular schedule of updates, though. Also, please let me know what kinds of things you'd like to see in the future and who your favorite character is (and why). I know that some of you would like to make your own appearances in the stories, as well, so go ahead and tell me about it. ;) Feel free to contact me, e-mail: email@example.com; AIM: grossoitaliano.