PZA: Mr. Gilmore's Cock

Twelve year old Aiden Stephenson was sitting in his 7th grade English class, anxiously waiting to find out what grade he got on his essay. His English teacher, Mr. Gilmore, was walking around the classroom, handing the graded essays back to his students.

Aiden was a shy kid and a good student who always got A's and B's on his report card in all of his classes. He almost always got an A in classes like math and science. English class was harder for him, but even in English class, he often got an A on his report card.

Aiden didn't like writing essays. Even though Mr. Gilmore only made them write short, 200 word essays, it was hard work to make them sound good. He thought this one had turned out pretty good. The assignment was to write about an animal. Aiden had decided to write about aardvarks, because he liked how their name was spelled and thought that they were funny-looking animals. He had done some research on the internet and included a lot of interesting facts about aardvarks in his essay. He was hoping for an A, but he wouldn't be too disappointed if he got a B.

Mr. Gilmore got to Aiden's desk and handed him the graded essay. Aiden took the paper from his teacher and anxiously looked to see what grade was written at the top of the paper. It wasn't an A. It wasn't even a B. He got a D. Aiden's little boy brain was flooded with emotion, and a disappointed expression came over his face. He felt like crying, but he was able to hold back tears. Mr. Gilmore was purposely looking at Aiden's face at the moment when Aiden saw what his grade was.

When the school bell rang, signaling the end of class, Aiden lingered at his desk until all of the other kids left the classroom. It was Friday, and the following week was Spring Break; they had the whole week off. He wanted to ask Mr. Gilmore about why he got such a bad grade, so he wouldn't be thinking about it all during vacation week. Maybe the grade was a mistake. The letters D and B looked sort of the same. Maybe Mr. Gilmore just wrote the wrong letter. Aiden timidly walked up to the front of the classroom, where Mr. Gilmore was sitting behind his desk. He cleared his throat before talking.

"Did I really get a D? I thought it was a pretty good essay. I wrote lots of facts about aardvarks that I thought you'd like. I didn't think I'd get a bad grade on it."

"I'll tell you what. Both of us have our next classes starting soon. We can talk more about this later and see if there's anything we can do about it."

"Sometimes I see you riding your bike around outside my house. Do you live near the post office?"

"I live a few blocks away from the post office, too. Tomorrow's Saturday. If you want, you can drop by my house tomorrow morning. We can talk about your essay and what you might be able to do to improve the grade on it. How does that sound?"

"Here's my address. I'll be expecting you around 10:00 tomorrow. And don't forget to bring your essay along, so we can talk about it."

Mr. Gilmore stared at Aiden's cute, twelve year old boy butt as the kid walked toward the classroom door and stepped into the hallway. The cock inside Mr. Gilmore pants was rock hard.

Mr. Gilmore liked boys. He liked them a lot — in a pervy, sexual way. Being a 7th grade English teacher was the perfect job for him. Each year he got to interact with a new batch of cute 12 and 13 year old boys. And it seemed like each year there was a particular boy who he became especially sexually obsessed with. This year it was Aiden Stephenson.

Aiden was the type of boy that Mr. Gilmore liked the most. Smaller than average and shy, but not nerdy. Not popular, but not too much of a loner. A blond haired kid with a cute, innocent face. A well-behaved, polite kid, who tended to do what adults told him to do. The type of kid who could seemingly be easily manipulated.

Mr. Gilmore's cock craved Aiden Stephenson. He was able to find some pictures of Aiden on the internet. Of course, the boy was clothed in all these pictures, but they were still good jerk off material. Mr. Gilmore squirted many loads of cum while fantasizing about Aiden. And now the kid was going to be at his house.

It was all part of his plan. Aiden didn't deserve a D on his aardvark essay. He deserved a B+. Maybe even an A-. Mr. Gilmore liked how easy it was for him to control Aiden's sensitive emotions simply by writing the letter D on the top of a piece of paper.

Chapter Two
Saturday At Mr. Gilmore's House

Aiden arrived on his bike at Mr. Gilmore's house five minutes before 10:00 AM. His aardvark essay was inside the backpack that was strapped to his back. He read over it a few times after he got home from school the previous day and still couldn't understand why he got a D. He thought that it wasn't the best essay he ever wrote, but it wasn't too bad.

Aiden walked up to Mr. Gilmore's front door and knocked. His teacher opened the door.

"No. I sorta already knew where you lived even before you gave me your address."

Aiden walked into his teacher's living room. He always thought that it was weird seeing a teacher outside of school. In his mind, teachers were part of the school and lived there. It felt extra weird actually being inside a teacher's house.

They walked over to Mr. Gilmore's couch and sat down. Aiden opened his backpack and took out his essay.

There was something that Aiden didn't know about the graded essays that Mr. Gilmore handed to him in class. Mr. Gilmore did most of his grading at the desk in his study. Whenever he got to one of Aiden's essay, his cock would start to get hard. He would take his cock out of his pants and rub it all over the piece of paper filled with Aiden's distinctive handwriting. Aiden labored over that piece of paper, constructing sentences that he hoped would please his teacher. At least Mr. Gilmore's cock was always pleased with them. Occasionally, precum oozing out of Mr. Gilmore's cock would get wiped onto the paper. Aiden would sometimes notice spots on his graded essays, but he was never able to figure out what they were.

"Mr. Gilmore, I was reading over my essay, and I can't figure out why I got a D."

He was thinking about how awful it was going to be to get a bad grade in English on his report card this quarter.

"We can forget about this essay. We'll just pretend it doesn't exist. But you're going to have to write a new essay to replace it. How does that sound?"

"That sounds good. I can write a new one. And the new one will be a lot better. I promise."

"It's a topic that more mature writers might write about, but I think you'll do a really good job on it if you try really hard."

As Aiden's boy brain processed what Mr. Gilmore just said, a confused look formed on his face. He knew who Mr. Gilmore was. And he knew what the word 'cock' meant, even though it was a bad word he never used. Why would Mr. Gilmore ask him to write an essay with a title like that?

"I wanted to give you a challenging topic that would make you think. You don't have to write it if you don't want to. But of course, if you don't, you'll have to keep the grade on your other essay."

"That's a good boy. You're one of my favorite students. I'm sure you'll do a good job. One other thing. I'm only going to give you one day to write it. You'll have to bring it here at 10:00 tomorrow morning. Can you do that?"

"You'll have to be here with your new essay by 10:00. Otherwise, I won't be able to accept it. Okay?"

After Aiden left, Mr. Gilmore sat back down on the couch, took out his cock, and started jerking it off. With his non-jerking hand, he picked up the aardvark essay that Aiden left behind and reread it. He thought, Yeah. This essay deserved an A-. Poor kid. As the masturbatory pleasure in his cock increased, he imagined cute, innocent Aiden sitting at the desk in his bedroom, laboring over an essay titled 'Mr. Gilmore's Cock.' Mr. Gilmore had to cum. He aimed his cock at the aardvark essay. When he orgasmed, a big spurt of cum shot out, landed on the letter D, and ran down the paper.

Aiden sat at the desk in his bedroom with a blank piece of paper in front of him and a pencil in his hand. His English teacher told him to write an essay called 'Mr. Gilmore's Cock.' He thought that was a dirty and naughty topic. Maybe Mr. Gilmore didn't really want him to write specifically about that. Maybe it was just an example of what the real topic was. Mr. Gilmore really wanted him to write about boys growing into men. He wanted him to write about puberty.

Aiden wrote the title 'Puberty' at the top of the page. He thought he should have Mr. Gilmore's name in there somewhere because that was in the title Mr. Gilmore gave him. He'd have to think about how to do that. He thought that the word 'cock' was a bad word that he shouldn't use, so he decided to use the word 'penis' in his essay instead.

Suddenly, Aiden remembered something. He went to his closet and pulled out a folder, containing his notes from the sex education class he had the previous year. He could use those notes to help write sentences in his puberty essay. Maybe this assignment wouldn't be so hard after all.

Puberty

by Aiden Stephenson

All boys go through puberty when they grow up. This is how they become a man. Puberty is an important part of growing up.

Before puberty starts, you look like a boy. Puberty can start when you're 11, but sometimes it starts later. You know when you start puberty when you see the signs. You get pubic hairs around your private area and hairs in your armpits. Later you can grow a beard like a man.

During puberty, a boy's testicles and penis grow larger. The testicles make sperms, and that's what makes babies. If you look at sperms with a microscope, they look like tadpoles. They swim around in semen. Sometimes semen will get in your underwear when you're sleeping. That's called a wet dream.

During puberty, you get bigger and stronger and can have growth spurts. For example, 9th graders are a lot bigger and stronger than 7th graders.

Puberty also makes your voice change. It gets deeper. You can sweat more and will have to use deodorant, so you don't smell.

When you're done with puberty, you'll look more like a man, like Mr. Gilmore, instead of looking like a boy.

The End.

Aiden read over what he wrote. He thought it sounded pretty good, and he hoped that Mr. Gilmore would like it, too.

Chapter Three
Sunday At Mr. Gilmore's House

"Excellent. I'll take it to my study and grade it while you wait out here in the living room."

"Do you want a snack while you're waiting? I have some pudding cups in the refrigerator."

Mr. Gilmore went to his kitchen and removed a very special cup of vanilla pudding. The wrapper on top was already pulled off.

A half hour before Aiden arrived, Mr. Gilmore had grabbed a cup of pudding out of the refrigerator and pulled off the wrapper. He took it to his living room, sat down on the couch, and took out his cock. He jerked off while thinking pervy thoughts about cute Aiden. When he felt his orgasm approaching, he aimed his cock toward the open container. A huge load of cum squirted from his horny cock into the pudding. Then he took the snack cup back into the kitchen and used a spoon to stir his creamy, spermy, sex goo into Aiden's creamy, sweet, dessert.

Mr. Gilmore returned from the kitchen and handed Aiden a cup of pudding and a spoon.

"Here you go. I'll go grade your essay, now. It shouldn't take long. I'll be back in a few minutes."

As Mr. Gilmore headed to his study, Aiden dipped the spoon into the cup and ate his first spoonful of the sweet pudding. It tasted good. Aiden loved pudding. He hungrily ate another spoonful. And another. That third spoonful contained quite a bit more cum than the first two. He swallowed it down. Eventually, Aiden reached the bottom of the cup. He scraped the spoon all around the inside of the cup to gather together a final spoonful of his snack. He put the spoon in his mouth and swallowed the last bit of his sweet, cummy snack.

"We'll get to that in a minute. Let me throw your pudding cup away, and then we'll talk about it."

Mr. Gilmore took the empty pudding cup and spoon into the kitchen. He threw the cup in the trash. Before he put the spoon in the dishwasher, he put it in his mouth and sucked off any remnants of Aiden's saliva that remained on it. Then he went back into the living room, where Aiden was anxiously awaiting the grade on his essay.

Mr. Gilmore was staring at Aiden's face as he handed him the paper. He wanted to see the pained look that would soon be forming on that cute, innocent face once he realized what grade he got.

Aiden looked at the letter written in red ink at the top of the paper. It was an F. His eyes started to tear up.

"I'm very disappointed in you, Aiden. I didn't tell you to write an essay about puberty. I told you to write an essay called 'Mr. Gilmore's Cock.'

"Well, I do. That's the topic you have to write about. And there are other things about your puberty essay that I didn't like."

"If you correct certain word in your essay, I'll give you a D instead of an F. Here's a pencil."

"You used the term 'private area' in your essay. What's another word for 'private area'?"

"That's the word I want you to use. Cross out 'private area' and 'penis' in your essay and write 'cock' instead."

"I'm still giving you a bad grade, but at least now you're using the right words. You're going to bring me a new essay tomorrow morning at 10:00 called 'Mr. Gilmore's Cock,' right?"

"And it's not going to be called something like 'Puberty' or 'Mr. Gilmore's Penis,' right?"

Aiden pulled down his shorts. He was wearing a pair of blue briefs. This answered one of the questions that Mr. Gilmore had. He was glad that Aiden wore briefs instead of boxers.

The thought of being naked in front of his teacher made Aiden feel uncomfortable.

Aiden grabbed the waistband of his briefs and pulled them down. Mr. Gilmore looked between Aiden's legs at the boycock that he craved. It was small and soft. The little mushroom on its tip indicated that Aiden was circumcised. There was a small patch of light pubes above Aiden's cock. His ballsac dangled below and was totally hairless. Aiden had just started puberty. Mr. Gilmore correctly guessed that the kid couldn't even squirt watery cum yet.

When Aiden saw where Mr. Gilmore was looking, he self-consciously moved his hands in front of his exposed private area.

Mr. Gilmore got up off the couch and stood facing Aiden. He pulled his own shorts and underwear down. His man-sized, circumcised cock was fully erect. His pubes were well-groomed.

"Take a close look at my cock, Aiden, because you'll be describing it in your essay."

Aiden stared at the sexually-aroused cock between his teacher's legs. Mr. Gilmore's horny, boy-loving hard-on was pointing up in the air. This was the cock that cute, innocent Aiden had to write an essay about.

Aiden rode his bike home, agonizing over what to write in his essay. His stomach was digesting the mixture of pudding and teacher-cum that he ate a few minutes earlier.

Aiden got out a blank piece of paper and wrote the words 'Mr. Gilmore's Cock' at the top of it. He tried to picture his teacher's cock in his mind. He had seen it only an hour earlier and remembered a lot of details about it. After much effort and erasing and rewriting, this is the essay he ended up with…

Mr. Gilmore's Cock

by Aiden Stephenson

Man cocks are a lot different than boy cocks, and Mr. Gilmore's cock looks like a man's cock. I'm going to describe it in this essay.

Mr. Gilmore's cock is a lot longer and bigger than a boy's cock. It gets extra big when it's hard. I don't know how long it gets when it's hard, but maybe it's around six inches [15cm] long. It points up in the air when it gets hard.

Mr. Gilmore's balls are a lot bigger than a boy's balls, too. It looks like there are two big eggs inside. He's a man, so his balls make sperms, and his sperms swim around in his cum.

Mr. Gilmore's cock has a lot of hairs, but they're really short hairs. There are even hairs growing on his balls.

It looks like there's a big mushroom on the top of Mr. Gilmore's cock. The mushroom has a purple color. There are also some veins on his cock that stick up.

I just started puberty, but after puberty my cock will probably look more like Mr. Gilmore's cock.

The End.

Aiden felt guilty after writing an essay about such a dirty topic. But this was the writing assignment that Mr. Gilmore gave him, and now it was done. He read it over, and then hid it in his backpack. If his mom or dad ever saw this essay, he'd die of embarrassment. While lying in bed that night, Aiden was thinking about his new essay. He'd probably get at least a B on it because he did a pretty good job of describing Mr. Gilmore's cock. He really wanted his teacher to like it.

Chapter Four
Monday At Mr. Gilmore's House

The next day, the first weekday of Spring Break, Aiden arrived at his teacher's house a few minutes before the time he was told to arrive. He knocked on the door. A few seconds later the door opened.

"That's a good boy. Get it out, and I'll have a look at it. I hope it's better than that Puberty essay you gave me yesterday."

Aiden opened his backpack, took out his essay, and handed it to his teacher. Aiden sat on the couch and waited while Mr. Gilmore read and graded the essay in his study.

Mr. Gilmore's cock grew rock hard as he read the dirty words that his favorite student wrote. He knew that Aiden had an image of his man-cock in his mind as he was writing this. Mr. Gilmore was glad to see that the kid remembered details of his cock, including his big, purple mushroom head. He wrote a grade on the top of the paper, and walked back into the living room.

Aiden felt relieved. Finally, this writing assignment was over, and he would get a good grade on his report card. Mr. Gilmore handed him the essay. Aiden looked at the top of the paper and saw a big red C written there.

"You did a good job of describing what my cock looks like, but there's more to a cock than that. A complete description would also include what my cock can do. What can my cock do, Aiden?"

Aiden looked down at the floor. He knew what else man cocks can do, but he was embarrassed to say it.

"That's right, Aiden. Do you remember yesterday when you pulled your shorts and underwear down?"

Aiden pulled his shorts and undies off. Mr. Gilmore stared at Aiden's beautiful boycock for the second day in a row.

Aiden pulled his T-shirt up over his head and off. He also took off his shoes and socks.

"Now, I want you to pull down my shorts and underwear. Do what you're told, Aiden."

Aiden reached out and pulled down Mr. Gilmore's shorts. He looked at his teacher's crotch and saw the outline of Mr. Gilmore's hard cock inside his briefs."

Aiden grabbed the waistband and pulled down. As Mr. Gilmore's briefs descended, his hard cock sprang out and pointed up in the air. Mr. Gilmore looked at the small, soft cock between Aiden's creamy white thighs. He reached his hand down and started fondling it. He felt the balls inside the cute boy's sac and stimulated the kid's small, soft cock.

Aiden suddenly came to a realization. He was being sexually molested by his 7th grade English teacher. His teacher was touching him in his private area. No one was supposed to ever touch him there, but Mr. Gilmore was. What should he do about it? Should he tell someone? He could never do that. It would be way too embarrassing to talk to anyone about that. He concluded that the only thing he could do was just to let Mr. Gilmore touch him. To allow himself to be molested.

In the meantime, while these thoughts were running through the vulnerable boy's mind, his cock was starting to react to Mr. Gilmore's stimulation. It was transitioning from a floppy boycock into a hard boy boner. Mr. Gilmore knew a lot about cocks. He knew how to make them get hard. It didn't take too long for Aiden's cock to grow to its maximum size. It was pointing straight up in the air, just like his teacher's cock.

"Yes, it does. It only gets hard like that when it feels good. It liked being touched. Do you understand?"

Aiden didn't know anything about cum other than what he learned in his sex education class. He knew what the definitions of semen and ejaculation were, but he didn't have any practical knowledge about cum and cumming. He never saw anyone cum in pictures, videos, or in real life. He had started puberty, but he hadn't reached the jerk off phase of puberty yet. He looked at Mr. Gilmore's hard cock. What would he have to do to it to make it cum?

Aiden felt like he was about to do something bad and dirty. He instinctively knew that he'd have to touch and rub Mr. Gilmore's cock to make it cum. He reached out his right hand and tapped his teacher's boner with his fingertips. It swayed back and forth. Aiden decided to start by performing a general exploration of Mr. Gilmore's cock. First, he focused his attention on the ballsac. He gently felt the two, large, sperm-filled eggs that lived inside Mr. Gilmore's pouch. They were huge compared to the little marbles in his own sac.

His exploring fingers next move up to the shaft. He squeezed it and found that it simultaneously felt hard and spongy. He got a closer look at the veins in the cock, including the big, bulgy vein that ran up the length of it. Aiden tentatively moved his fingertips up and down the length of the shaft. He thought that rubbing it like that might make it cum. Feeling and seeing a cute boy's hand stroking his boner sent a wave of sexual excitement through Mr. Gilmore's cock and pervy mind. His cock reacted to this stimulation by pulsing. Aiden noticed this and thought that this was a good sign.

The boy continued stroking the sensitive underside of the hard-on, from the top of the balls up to the ultrasensitive spot right under the cockhead. Mr. Gilmore's cock enjoyed this persistent stroking motion. Aiden temporarily paused stroking, and started exploring the purplish mushroom head sitting on top. He squeezed it between his thumb and forefinger. It felt even more spongy than the shaft. It felt sort of puffy.

Aiden knew that he would have to go back to stroking and rubbing to make it cum. How long would it take? He hoped it wouldn't take long. He wanted to get this dirty task over with as soon as he could. Maybe if he grabbed it and rubbed it real fast, it would cum faster. He wrapped his twelve year old boy hand around the shaft and moved it up and down in a classic jerk-off motion. On every upstroke his fingers stimulated the rim of the cockhead. The cock reacted to this pleasure by oozing out precum. Aiden noticed the slimy fluid forming on the pee hole.

Aiden thought his task was successfully completed, so he took his teacher's cock out of his hand.

Aiden wrapped his hand around Mr. Gilmore's cock again and continued moving his closed fist up and down the horny shaft. Before long, Mr. Gilmore sensed that an orgasm was approaching, and he knew that it was going to be an explosive one. As the pleasure slowly increased, his breathing grew heavier. When his massive orgasm arrived, Mr. Gilmore's cock squirted out a rope of white, gooey cum. A lot of it ended up on Aiden's hand. Now, Aiden knew for sure that he successfully completed his task. He stopped jerking off his teacher.

Aiden liked being praised, but it made him feel guilty to get praised for something like this. He felt like he just did something bad.

Aiden picked up his briefs and used them to wipe the cum off his hand. He put his legs through the leg holes, pulled them up over his boy body parts, and then put on the rest of his clothes.

"You did a good job, Aiden, but now we have to talk about the essay you'll be writing for tomorrow."

"I was thinking, Mr. Gilmore. I have an idea for a good essay. I can write about the Disney World trip I went on a few months ago."

"No, I don't. You're going to write an essay called 'Mr. Gilmore's Cock,' and it will contain details about what you learned about my cock today. Will you be here at 10:00 tomorrow morning?"

"That's a good boy. Now, go home and write your essay. I'll see you tomorrow morning."

For the second day in a row, Aiden got out a blank piece of paper and wrote the words "Mr. Gilmore's Cock" at the top of it. He was forming sentences in his head on the bike ride home. His plan was to write it as fast as possible and get it over with. This is the essay he wrote…

Mr. Gilmore's Cock

by Aiden Stephenson

In my last essay, I described what Mr. Gilmore's cock looks like. In this essay, I'll describe what it can do.

Everybody knows that cocks can pee, but not everybody knows that cocks can cum, too. I think you have to be 13 to cum. Mr. Gilmore is a man, so his cock can cum.

To make a cock cum, the first thing you need to do is to make it get hard. Mr. Gilmore's cock gets hard a lot on its own, so you might get this step for free.

The easiest way to make a cock cum is to rub it. You can rub it with your fingers or hold it in your hand and move your hand up and down. If you rub it long enough, precum will come out. That's a good sign. This happens first before it cums.

After the precum comes out, it takes a few minutes to make it cum. If you keep rubbing it, eventually it will cum. A lot will squirt out all at once. It's white and slimy, so be careful that none gets on you, or you'll have to clean it off.

Those are the instructions for making Mr. Gilmore's cock cum.

The End.

It was done. Aiden knew that it wasn't nearly the best essay he ever wrote, but it was good enough. Aiden put it in his backpack. He thought it was even dirtier than the last essay he had to write. But if you have to write about making someone cum, you have to be dirty.

Chapter Five
Tuesday At Mr. Gilmore's House

Aiden rode his bike to Mr. Gilmore's house the next morning. When he arrived, he looked at the house and started thinking. He knew that after he went in, Mr. Gilmore would molest him again. He wondered what Mr. Gilmore would do to him, and what he would have to do to Mr. Gilmore's cock. Mr. Gilmore would probably make him write another one of those awful cock essays. For a brief moment, he considered riding his bike back home and not going to Mr. Gilmore's house at all that day. But then he thought about how mad his teacher would be at him. He promised that he'd be there at 10:00 AM. Aiden looked at his watch. It was 9:58 AM. He'd just have to accept the fact that he was a boy who gets molested. He had no choice. Aiden walked up to the door and knocked. The door opened.

"It's a rule about what you're allowed to wear when you're in my house. The rule is that you're not allowed to wear anything. You have to be naked at all times."

"Don't just stand there, Aiden. You're violating your new rule. You know what to do."

Aiden began disrobing, starting with his shirt. Soon, there was a pile of boy clothes on the floor of Mr. Gilmore's living room. Aiden was standing there completely naked. Mr. Gilmore's pervy eyes scanned the cute boy's body. The boy's cock and balls looked delicious.

Aiden got it out and handed it to his English teacher, so it could be graded. Mr. Gilmore took it to his grading room. A few minutes later, he came back out and handed the essay to his favorite student.

Aiden looked at his grade. It was a B. Aiden was happy that Mr. Gilmore liked it. That was the sort of grade that he typically got on his English class essays. At least now, he could stop worrying about getting a bad grade in English on his report card.

"This essay proves that you're learning a lot about my cock. And you're also doing a good job writing about it. But you have a lot more to learn. Let's go to my bedroom."

Mr. Gilmore put his hand on the naked boy's shoulder and guided him to his bedroom. Aiden realized that today this bedroom was going to be the place where he was going to be molested.

Aiden was twelve years old and in 7th grade, but he was only 4'9" [145cm] and 80 lbs [36kg]. Almost all of the other kids were bigger and looked more mature than him.

"All of your answers to those questions tell me that you're a submissive boy. Do you know what submissive boys do?"

"Submissive boys always do what they're told to do. Always. And they don't complain about it. They just do it."

Aiden didn't say anything. He was sitting on the bed, thinking about what Mr. Gilmore just said.

"Aiden, how does it make you feel being naked in front of me? Does it make you feel embarrassed?"

Mr. Gilmore reached his hand between Aiden's legs and fondled the boy's cock and balls. He also slid his middle finger underneath Aiden's ballsac and between his butt cheeks. He found the boy's asshole and rubbed his finger against it. Nobody ever touched Aiden's butthole before. This was a new sensation for him.

Aiden didn't answer his teacher's question. Mr. Gilmore noticed that his fondling was causing Aiden's cock to stiffen.

"You don't have to answer me. Your cock's telling me the answer. It feels good when I touch you there."

Aiden was embarrassed that his cock was getting hard. He wished it wouldn't react like that when Mr. Gilmore played with it, but it was something that he couldn't control.

Just like the previous day, Aiden pulled down Mr. Gilmore's shorts and underwear. Mr. Gilmore's cock was already rock hard because he knew what was going to happen next. Aiden looked at his teacher's erect cock, the subject of his essays.

"You're a submissive boy, Aiden. And submissive boys get taught how to like cocks. I'm going to tell you to do something, and you're going to do it. Okay?"

Aiden dejectedly nodded his head yes. Mr. Gilmore sat down on the edge of the bed.

Aiden did as he was told. With Aiden's height and the height of the bed, it worked out so that his face was right in front of Mr. Gilmore's hard-on.

A look of disgust came over Aiden's face. Cocks were dirty things. It wasn't something that Aiden wanted to kiss.

"You're a submissive boy, Aiden. And submissive boys always do what they're told to do. If I tell you to do something, you have to do it without complaining. Kiss my balls."

Aiden felt like he had no choice. He had to do it even if he didn't want to. He puckered his lips and kissed Mr. Gilmore's balls.

"That's a good boy. Now I want you lick my cock. The balls, the shaft, the head. Lick it all over. And you know what to say before you start licking."

Aiden stuck out his pink, moist tongue and started licking Mr. Gilmore's balls. Before long, the pervy teacher's entire ballsac was coated with a layer of twelve year old boy saliva. Aiden next concentrated on the shaft. He repeatedly slid his pink tongue up the length of his teacher's shaft as if it were a fleshy Popsicle. Each lick increased the pleasure that Mr. Gilmore was feeling in his cock. Aiden next licked all over the puffy mushroom-shaped cockhead. His tongue flitted across his teacher's piss slit.

Aiden stopped licking. He was glad that was over with. But now, Mr. Gilmore was rubbing his cock on Aiden's face — rubbing it on his lips.

Aiden opened his mouth. He knew what going to happen next. Mr. Gilmore slipped his cock inside Aiden's mouth. A cock was not something that Aiden wanted in his mouth.

Aiden wrapped his lips around his teacher's cock and started sucking. Boys are good at sucking on things. It's something they know how to do from the moment they're born. Sucking on pacifiers, their thumb, lollipops, Popsicles. But this was different. Aiden had a cock in his mouth, and he thought that was gross. But he sucked anyway. If he stopped sucking and took it out of his mouth, he knew what would happen. Mr. Gilmore would tell him that he's a submissive boy, and submissive boys always do what they're told. If they're told to suck on a cock, they have to do it without complaining So, Aiden sucked.

Mr. Gilmore was loving this. This was his fantasy from the very first moment he saw Aiden Stephenson enter his classroom. And now that cute kid's face was between his legs and sucking on his throbbing hard-on. It felt good, and seeing Aiden's cute, innocent face sucking made it feel even better. Mr. Gilmore thrust his cock forward. Aiden felt the cock in his mouth hit the back of his throat. It made him gag, and he moved his head back some. Mr. Gilmore loved seeing this. Cute, little Aiden was gagging on his cock. Over then next several minutes, Mr. Gilmore occasionally thrust his cock deeper into Aiden's sucking mouth just to see his gagging reaction. Aiden patiently keep sucking and hoped that this would soon end.

And then he thought of something. Yesterday, when he was rubbing Mr. Gilmore's cock, it eventually squirted out a big glob of cum. It was slimy and looked really gross. That was definitely not something that Aiden wanted in his mouth. He knew that if he kept sucking, his teacher's cock would squirt cum right in his mouth. What should he do? He had to do something. He stopped sucking and took Mr. Gilmore's cock out of his mouth.

"Mr. Gilmore? You can tell me if you're gonna cum, and then I'll take your cock out of my mouth, and then you can cum. Okay?"

"Here's what you're gonna do. You're gonna put my cock back in your mouth, and you're going to suck on it. And when I have to cum, I'm going to squirt it in your mouth, and you're going to swallow it. All of it. You're not going to spit any of it out. Do you understand?"

Aiden had a dejected, disgusted look on his face. That white, slimy stuff from Mr. Gilmore's cock would soon be in his mouth. He expected it to taste gooey and gross. And he knew from his sex education class that Mr. Gilmore's sperms would be swimming around in it.

Aiden did as he was told. He opened his mouth and wrapped his lips back around Mr. Gilmore's hard cock. He resumed sucking. As Aiden continued sucking, the pleasure in Mr. Gilmore's cock grew and grew. He wanted this sexual pleasure to last forever, but he knew that he wouldn't be able to hold off cumming much longer. He was soon going to be feeding this cute boy his first ever load of cum. That pervy thought hastened his need to cum. After a few more sucks, Mr. Gilmore's orgasm began. His cock spurted out one huge squirt of cum and several smaller follow-on squirts.

Aiden felt the cock inside his mouth squirting. This was the moment he dreaded. His mouth could feel the slimy texture of Mr. Gilmore's cum. And then his taste buds detected its flavor. It tasted gross, but maybe not quite as gross as he thought it might taste. Knowing what it was and where it came from was the grossest part. Mr. Gilmore pulled his sexually satisfied cock out of Aiden's mouth. Aiden wanted to spit the cum out. He wanted to spit it out really bad. But he knew that wasn't an option. He decided the next best thing would be to swallow it quickly, so it wouldn't be in his mouth any longer. Mr. Gilmore's huge load of cock slime slid down Aiden's throat.

"That was a good boy. You did a good job of making my cock feel good. That wasn't so bad, was it?"

"And now for your next essay assignment. The title of your essay will be 'Mr. Gilmore's Cock.' You'll write about why you're a submissive boy, how much you love my cock, and what you learned today about making cocks feel good. Now go home and start writing your essay."

Aiden found his pile of clothes in the living room and put them on. Then he left Mr. Gilmore's house and rode his bike home.

Chapter Six
Wednesday At Mr. Gilmore's House

The next day, when Aiden entered Mr. Gilmore's house at 10:00 AM, the first thing he noticed was that his teacher was already totally naked with a partially hard cock. He remembered Mr. Gilmore's rule, and stripped off his clothes

"That's a good boy. You're good at following instructions and remembering rules."

Aiden opened up his backpack and pulled out the essay that he wrote the previous day. He handed it to Mr. Gilmore, but his teacher didn't take it.

"We're gonna try something a little different today. You're going to read it to me."

Aiden didn't like this idea at all. Writing a sex essay was bad enough. Reading it out loud would make it doubly embarrassing. Mr. Gilmore sat down on the couch.

Aiden obeyed Mr. Gilmore's order. Mr. Gilmore reached between Aiden's legs and fondled the boy's cock. Lovingly rubbing and stroking it. Encouraging it to grow big and hard. Once again, Aiden wished his cock wouldn't get embarrassingly hard when Mr. Gilmore touched it. He tried to concentrate on making it stay soft, but there was no way for him to control it. His cock liked being played with even if he didn't like it being touched. His cock soon grew to its maximum length and hardness.

Aiden knew what was in the essay. He really didn't want to read all of those dirty sentences out loud. But he couldn't think of anything he could say to get out of it, so he started reading in his twelve year old boy voice.

"Mr. Gilmore's Cock

"by Aiden Stephenson

"Here are some ways that you can tell if a boy is a submissive boy. They are quiet and shy. They have some friends, but maybe not too many. They are smaller than most other boys, and sometimes they get bullied by bigger kids. They always listen to their teachers and other adults, so they don't get in trouble. All those things describe me, so that's why I'm a submissive boy.

"I love Mr. Gilmore's cock. It gets big and hard a lot. It has lots of hairs, but they're not very long. Precum comes out when it feels good, and cum squirts out when it feels very good. His cum is white and slimy. Those are some of the things that I love about Mr. Gilmore's cock.

"There are lots of ways to make a cock feel good. Touching it and rubbing it is one way. You can make it cum just by doing that. Another good way to make it cum is to suck on it. Here's some advice if you have to suck on a cock. Only suck on the top part because it's not good if too much of it goes in your mouth, and it touches your throat. When it squirts cum, it tastes gross, but if you swallow it fast then you don't have to taste it as long.

"The End."

Aiden handed his teacher his essay. Mr. Gilmore picked up a red pen off the living room table and wrote a grade at the top of the page. He handed it back to Aiden, and Aiden looked at the red letter. It was an A. This made him feel very happy. He loved getting A's in school.

"That was an excellent essay, Aiden. The best essay you ever wrote. Since you got an A, you won't have to write any more essays."

Hearing this made Aiden feel even more happy. Maybe his visit with Mr. Gilmore today wouldn't be so bad after all.

"Now, let's go to my bedroom, so I can teach you some other ways that submissive boys can make cocks cum."

As they walked from the living room into the bedroom, Mr. Gilmore stared at Aiden's cute, naked boy butt. He tried to visualize what the little puckered hole hidden away between those two perfectly-shaped mounds of flesh might look like.

Aiden positioned himself so that his hands, knees, and toes were touching the bed. His two naked butt cheeks were resting on his heels, and his face was looking up at Mr. Gilmore, wondering why he was being asked to get into this position.

"That's not the position I want you in. Turn around, so that you're facing away from me and then lean forward, so your head's touching the bed."

Aiden rotated 180 degrees, so that his back was facing Mr. Gilmore. When he moved his head all the way down to the bed, his butt moved up off his heels, and his butt cheeks spread wide apart. Mr. Gilmore had a clear view of Aiden's crack. And in the middle of this crack was the cute boy's little, round, tight asshole. That's the part of Aiden that he was craving to see.

Aiden wondered what his teacher was going to do. Mr. Gilmore positioned his face right in front of Aiden's butt. He stuck his nose inside the crack and sniffed the boy's hole. His breathed in the natural aroma given off by a twelve year old boy's butthole. It smelled wonderful and intoxicating. Next, he wanted to experience Aiden's butthole in a different way. He stuck his tongue out and swirled it around and over the boy's puckered hole, exploring the most private spot on Aiden's body. His tongue felt the bumpy texture of the boy's asshole. Rimming cute, little Aiden caused Mr. Gilmore's cock to stiffen.

Aiden was confused about why Mr. Gilmore was doing this. Why would anyone want to smell and lick someone's butthole? Aiden thought of his butthole as a dirty and private place. A place that no one should ever touch or even look at. His anal area was his and not anybody else's.

After Mr. Gilmore was done orally exploring his student's asshole, he moved his face out of Aiden's butt. His cock was rock hard. Mr. Gilmore had a strong desire to stick his hard cock inside the hole that his nose was just sniffing and that his tongue was just licking. He moved his cock forward and rubbed it on Aiden's two plump butt cheeks. A streak of precum was wiped from Mr. Gilmore's leaking cock onto Aiden's right ass cheek.

"Do you know what it's called when a man sticks his cock inside a boy's asshole?"

Aiden formed an image in his head of what the words Mr. Gilmore just uttered were describing. He imagined Mr. Gilmore's big cock inside his butthole. He didn't like that image. He didn't like it at all. He didn't want anything inside his butt — especially a big man cock. The thought of this was gross and frightening. Also, at some point during his twelve year old life, Aiden learned what this act was called. It was a bad swear word. Maybe the worst swear word. And he was a good kid who never used swear words until Mr. Gilmore started making him use dirty words like cock.

Aiden decided to pretend like he didn't know what this word was, so he answered, "No."

"I'll give you a hint. It start with the letter 'F.' Do you know this word, Aiden?"

"Come on, Aiden. I know you know this word. All boys your age do. It rhymes with 'duck.' Say the word, Aiden."

Aiden knew he had no choice. He had to say a word that he never said before in his life.

"That's right, Aiden. When a man sticks his cock inside a boy's asshole, it's called fucking. Do you want me to fuck you, Aiden?"

"Is it because you know that when a boy gets fucked the first time, it might hurt?"

Aiden thought that getting fucked was gross and might feel uncomfortable. He didn't fully realize that it might actually hurt. Aiden looked up at Mr. Gilmore with a pleading expression on his face.

This was an easy decision for Aiden. Sucking on Mr. Gilmore's cock the previous day was pretty awful — especially when his sucking mouth was filled up with a big, hot load of man cum. That was really gross. But getting fucked sounded like it could be a lot worse.

"I can suck on your cock again, Mr. Gilmore? Then you won't have to stick it in my butt."

"I want you to use the word 'fuck' instead the phrase 'stick it in my butt.' Beg me not to fuck you, Aiden."

"Please don't fuck me, Mr. Gilmore. I promise that I'll suck on your cock and make it feel real good. You can even squirt your cum in my mouth. And I promise that I won't spit it out. I'll swallow all of it. I promise. And if I suck on it, it will make your cock feel even better than fucking me. Okay, Mr. Gilmore?"

Aiden did his best to convince his teacher. Mr. Gilmore was enjoying watching Aiden beg. In a way, the kid was actually begging to suck on his horny man-cock.

Aiden was a good student and a very trainable boy. He knew the phrase that Mr. Gilmore was talking about.

"That's a good boy, Aiden. You did a very good job of sucking on my cock yesterday. You made it feel very good. But you're a submissive boy, and all submissive boys have to learn how to be fucked. Do you understand?"

"You should be eager to learn how to be a good submissive boy. Do you like learning things?"

"I know you do. You're a very good student. Now say, 'Please fuck me, Mr. Gilmore.'"

Aiden did as he was told. Mr. Gilmore opened a dresser drawer and pulled out a bottle of lube.

"This will make things slippery, so it won't hurt as much. Now, I want you to lift your legs up over your head."

As Aiden lifted his legs up, his butt lifted up in the air, and his butt cheeks spread apart. Mr. Gilmore got another clear look at Aiden's beautiful boyhole. The hole that would soon be penetrated by a man cock for the very first time. Mr. Gilmore squirted a good amount of lube on Aiden's asshole and rubbed it all over his anal area. He also rubbed it up the boy's taint and all over his ballsac and cock. He stimulated Aiden's cock until it stiffened to maximum hardness. Mr. Gilmore found that twelve year old boy cocks stiffen very easily; they're horny little things.

"Now your cock's nice and hard. It's good to have a hard cock when you're being fucked."

Aiden nervously watched Mr. Gilmore line up his hard man-cock with his boy butt hole. Mr. Gilmore was staring at Aiden's face. He wanted to see the expression on the boy's face at the moment when his boyhole was penetrated for the very first time. Mr. Gilmore pressed his big mushroom-shaped cockhead against Aiden's hole. The boy's small, tight asshole stretched wide open and accepted the fat, man-sized cock that slipped inside. Mr. Gilmore watched Aiden's face scrunch up as the kid felt the pain associated with a cock penetrating and stretching his hole for the first time. The generous amount of lube that Mr. Gilmore applied allowed his cock to slide in pretty easily. Mr. Gilmore continued to watch Aiden's face as he slid his cock back and forth inside the boy's anal cavity. The expression on the kid's face was a combination of pain and disgust. Aiden was patiently enduring the ordeal of being fucked for the first time. He was hoping that it would be over with soon.

Meanwhile, Mr. Gilmore's cock was experiencing an intense amount of sexual pleasure. His throbbing hard-on was enjoying the tight, slippery friction being provided by Aiden's asshole. The combination of this sensation and watching the expression on Aiden's cute face was accelerating Mr. Gilmore toward a massive orgasm. As he continued his fucking motion, Mr. Gilmore reached down and fondled Aiden's lube-covered cock. He made sure that Aiden's cock remained maximally hard during his fucking. Aiden was experiencing a combination of pain and pleasure. His violated butthole hurt, but his cock was feeling good from being fondled.

Eventually, Mr. Gilmore reached the point where he had to cum. He couldn't hold off any longer.

A cummy explosion occurred inside Aiden's butthole at the moment when Mr. Gilmore's orgasm reached its peak. The pervy teacher's cock spurted out gobs of cum inside his favorite student's ass.

Aiden felt relieved when the thrusting stopped, and Mr. Gilmore removed his cock from his butthole. He put his legs back down on the bed and got out of his fucking position.

"You did a good job of making my cock feel good, Aiden. Getting fucked wasn't so bad, was it?"

Aiden felt violated and dirty, but part of him also felt happy that he pleased his teacher.

"I'm so glad that you're my submissive boy. You love my cock, don't you, Aiden?"

Lohengrin Mr. Gilmore's Cock

Edited by Boyman

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Table of Contents

Chapter One
English Class

Chapter Two
Saturday At Mr. Gilmore's House

Chapter Three
Sunday At Mr. Gilmore's House

Chapter Four
Monday At Mr. Gilmore's House

Chapter Five
Tuesday At Mr. Gilmore's House

Chapter Six
Wednesday At Mr. Gilmore's House

The End

Lohengrin Mr. Gilmore's Cock

Edited by Boyman

Category & Story codes

Summary

Characters

Non-Consensual Story Disclaimer

Table of Contents

Chapter OneEnglish Class

Chapter TwoSaturday At Mr. Gilmore's House

Chapter ThreeSunday At Mr. Gilmore's House

Chapter FourMonday At Mr. Gilmore's House

Chapter FiveTuesday At Mr. Gilmore's House

Chapter SixWednesday At Mr. Gilmore's House

The End

Chapter One
English Class

Chapter Two
Saturday At Mr. Gilmore's House

Chapter Three
Sunday At Mr. Gilmore's House

Chapter Four
Monday At Mr. Gilmore's House

Chapter Five
Tuesday At Mr. Gilmore's House

Chapter Six
Wednesday At Mr. Gilmore's House