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P.E. Teacher
by Curious Kat (no address provided)
***
Ever wondered what goes on in the boy's changing
room? (Mb, pre-teen, ped, mast)
***
Today seemed like one of those deep dreams when you
wonder what was real and what was imagined, I don’t
know if it was accidental or even planned somewhere
deep in my subconscious. If I start at the beginning
I might come to understand what happened.
I’m a 30-year-old P.E. Teacher at a rich private
boarding school and live in a cottage on the grounds,
teaching boys from 8 to 18 all sports in the
curriculum. Today was just another run of the mill
Thursday after school free swim session which I
supervise as part of my duties, nothing special about
it as there were only 14 boys and 9 girls of varying
ages swimming in the indoor pool on a damp cold
November evening.
I have to wear trunks when on lifeguard duty but the
heating was on and I decided against the t-shirt
which gets wet anyway, I’ve recently noticed that the
boys always exit the pool about 20 minutes early and
head for the showers leaving the girls to swim alone
for the rest of the session which puzzles me as they
are also the last to leave the changing room.
Today was no different except that the girls had a
play rehearsal that night and had already left half
an hour into the session so when the boys went into
the changing room I was left alone in the hot humid
pool area, five minutes of walking around putting
floats and water polo balls away got me thinking
about why the boys took so long to get changed.
I went against all sound thinking and found myself
pushing the door to the changing room open and going
inside, I knew it was wrong to enter without
announcing myself but something made me do it anyway.
The sight which met me took my breath away, just
inside the door I came face to face with the blonde
fifth form football captain.
The 14 year old boy was only a couple of feet in
front of me leaning against one of the sinks, he was
completely naked and using his right hand to stroke
slowly up and down his six inch erection. There was a
generous amount of hair where the long thick member
joined his slim pale body and he didn’t even break
stride when he saw me, I was mesmerised by the
display for a few seconds before I began to take in
the bigger picture around the room.
Everywhere I looked there were naked boys and they
were all masturbating with varying ferocity, even the
three preteen junior boys were sat on the long bench
working hard at their rigid willies. I seemed to
float around the room as my mind was bombarded with
increasingly arousing scenes, in the showers there
were three sixth formers under the water manipulating
massive ten inch monsters while an adventurous 13
year old led in front of them frantically pulling on
a surprisingly long hard-on.
I know I should have walked out and left them to
finish but my usual self-control had been shattered
and even as I rounded the corner to the main changing
benches my own sex strained at the tight lycra fabric
of my trunks begging to be unleashed into this
underage sexual frenzy.
The raw display of pubescent sex made me a puppet to
hormonal forces and I felt my own hands pushing my
trunks to the floor, my erection was let loose and I
could hear gasps from either side of me. I don’t
consider myself a particularly hunky guy but sport
keeps me pretty fit and I have a nicely defined
physique, the looks of unbridled lust on the faces of
half a dozen teenage masturbating males however was
very flattering and even though I consider myself
straight I studied each body closely as I became even
more turned on.
This was when I wrapped my fingers wrapped around my
shaft and gave the first tentative pull of my
foreskin, the sensation was electric and somehow
magnified by this new arousal. Pressure built almost
immediately and I paused after only a single stroke
so as to prevent an embarrassingly early climax,
there was no letup in the actions of my audience
however and I was drawn to the spread-eagled 12 year
old to my left whose hand moved over his fat 5 inch
cock with amazing speed and dexterity.
The lad was part of the school gymnastics team and
his whole body was taught with muscles that flexed
his bronzed flesh with every rapid thrust of his
powerful arm, dark red hair was plastered with the
sweat that flowed freely down his chiselled chest and
over the flat stomach onto the few wispy strands of
pubic hair under his hand.
Another movement opposite me attracted my gaze to one
of the preteens working furiously between his legs
whilst hypnotised by my groin, shoulder length brown
hair frame the smallest cute face with countless
freckles which make him seem even younger than the 10
years I know him to be. Only two days ago I had been
introducing his class to rugby and here I was
watching him jacking off in front of me.
As I risked another slow stroke of my cock I surveyed
my right side where a sixteen year old prefect
grinned at me while he tugged up and down an enormous
prick, I might be remembering more than I saw but I
could have sworn it was almost a foot long and as
thick as my forearm. The young man's hand barely
reached around this huge appendage which wobbled from
side to side as he skillfully pleasured himself, his
body was very hairy for his age and he seemed out of
place surrounded by mainly smooth skinned children
but I thought his manhood to be the most impressive
that I had seen so far.
There was a high pitched yelp from the far side of
the room and I looked over to see another of the
juniors stand up rigid and point his quivering stiff
penis toward the middle of the room, a small spray
ejected from the tip and the poor lad doubled over as
his orgasm took hold.
The whole room was witness to another jet of pre-teen
semen flying over a metre from his pelvis and
spattering the grey tiled floor next to the first
offering, another half a dozen underage ejaculate
samples joined those on the floor and the tired out
kid slumped back onto the bench to enjoy the
afterglow of his climax.
Even as the boys softening penis was shrivelling back
into his lap the gymnast on my left jumped to his
feet and stood right in front of me, he looked into
my eyes as he pulled his hand back and the engorged
purple head at the summit of his twitching tower
seemed to burst.
I watched with wonder as his five inch weapon
discharged it’s creamy seed in ten powerful spurts
onto the same tiles where the little boy had gone, my
hand now with a mind of its own as it worked it’s
magic around my shaft.
A chain reaction seemed to have been triggered and
there was a procession of various young penises
delivering their juicy load onto the floor, the
football captain smiling at me while pumping thick
wads of sticky love juice drove me over the edge and
I rose to offer my own delivery.
There seemed to be a great deal of interest in
watching their teacher ejaculate and I had a eager
audience for when the knot in my groin finally
snapped, I gave one final hard pump of my fist and a
pulse of pleasure wracked my body.
With vision blurring I released my cock and it
twitched wildly sending the first jet of my semen up
in a high arc and splashing onto the already wet
tiles, the wave of ecstasy was too much and I let out
an involuntary moan.
A second jet of juice twice as hard as the first shot
out of me and sailed clear across the room to land on
one of the sixth formers foot, I took a hold of my
pulsating organ once more and had to force it to
point toward the floor while it jetted the next four
or five massive sprays onto the target area.
The eruptions eventually subsided and my tensed body
gave out even if my prick refused to deflate,
staggering backward I fell onto the bench and slumped
against the wall the fountain in my groin still
spilling semen over my stomach.
The eldest boy followed my turn and I saw a gallon of
man cream mixing with mine on the floor which was now
a considerable puddle, boy after boy continued to
ejaculate until all 15 of us were absolutely spent
and led strewn around the room reminiscent of a
bloody battlefield in a war film. I couldn’t move and
glancing around the room I realised that I was not
the only one, heaving chests gasping for air were the
only sounds to be heard until the three juniors
dropped to the floor and moved toward the pool of
mixed cum.
What followed shocked me and I’m still not sure if
what I saw was genuine enjoyment or peer pressure
from the older boys, slowly and deliberately all
three preteen lads licked all of the liquid from the
floor and greedily swallowed it. I was looking into a
pair of eager blue eyes as their twelve year old
owner devoured fifteen male’s ejaculate including his
own and I loved it, even as they finished their
liquid feast the boys around me began to pull on
their clothes which shook me back to reality.
Looking frantically for my discarded trunks I was
keenly aware of my nakedness in front of over a dozen
witnesses in my potential trial but was put at ease
when the football captain placed a warm hand on my
knee and thanked me for finally joining them, there
seemed to be a consensus that my participation was
enjoyed by all and they were keen for me to
participate in future gatherings.
I pulled my trunks up over my tired tool and
staggered toward the door, exiting the changing room
propelled me back into the complicated and scary
teachers world and I escaped to the relative safety
of the lifeguards platform.
The fully dressed boys filtered out of the pool area
one by one and each said goodbye until only my blonde
captain remained leaning against the wall by the
door, I nodded to him and I was surprised by his
approach to my platform. He craned up toward me and
looked me square in the eyes, he then said easily the
sexiest thing I have ever heard. “Meet me here
tomorrow lunchtime and I’ll suck you off.”
With that he turned on his heels and strode
purposefully out to catch up with his friends, I must
have stood there for a full five minutes before I
gathered my senses and went into the changing room to
dress. I could still see some wetness on the floor
where we had masturbated.
I locked up and came straight back home to write this
down while it was still fresh in my mind. I now have
a decision to make. Tomorrow I could take the next
step in securing the services of the hottest boy in
the school as my private little fuck buddy.
(I wonder if my girlfriend could be talked into a
threesome?)
The End?