Ten years ago, I was in a bar in Montreal downtown when I recongnize one of my former student.
He was now a handsome young man of 20 years old; black hair, slim, nice and juicy lips, brown eyes, around 5' 11" or 6'.He came to me and, with a wonderful smile, and I noticed he was pleased to see me. We talked for a while and I learned that he was working for a company specialized in chemistry. He wanted to go back to school, but as he was lone ranger without the help of a family ( he was orphan and has been raised by different families paid by the Wellfare) he did not have the money to go his way as he liked to do it. I am living by myself without any lover. I was 39 years old at that time and nice looking; short but sexy.
We finished that evening in a restaurant and we said goodbye around midnight.
Two weeks later ( I had given him my address and phone number), he called me completely dicouraged and very very depressed. We met in a cafe, and he told me he was out of himself because he had to leave his work ( chemistry was too much dangerous for him) and he had no place to work neither any money to go back to school .
I offered him then to come back to my place. It was small but very comfortable. I told him he could go back to school and find only a small week-end work to pay for his personnal things. I took in charge the flat, the food and his school books. He seemed to be in a paradise. He thanked me " happy and glorious" and two days later, he was ringing to my door.
As I had only a room, but with a double bed, we had to share the sleeping space. He said it was right for him. It was wednesday. We went to our own affairs and errands for the next two days and finally came friday.
After a light dinner, we sat at the opposite side of the living room couch and looked TV. It was dark in the room because I lived in a flat at the top of a high building looking the city and the river. We had a large window overlooking that scenery. So the natural light of the moon was fantastic. No use for any other light.
As the evening went by, we became silent and a curious atmosphere was waving in the living....an atmosphere of sex. Slowly, he began to caress the bulge now growing in his pants while continuing concentrate of the film. I was excited. I proceeded like he seemed to lead me. I caressed myself. Then, he stood up, took off his socks, threw them on the floor, opended his zipper and took his pants down. He took off his t-shirt also and sat down on the couch. Now his cock was straight up in his briefs. I could see it was a nice piece of meat, not too much long but very large. As he continued to caressed himself, he look at me and said: " Heh! What are you waiting for? I am sure you want to join me. I love jacking off and specialy with someone. Come on! Let's get naked!" I stood up, took all my clothes while he took off his briefs and we sat back on the couch facing each other.
He then went to his schoolbag and came back with a bottle of poppers. I had never experienced this. He took a puff and gave it to me. I was in haeven! My head was super activated and the sexual atmosphere became ten times what it was before. He threw his head on the arm of the couch and , eyes closed, he jacked off his shaft slowly with one hand and played with his balls with the other. Sometimes, he opened his eyes and looked at me devouring the show I was putting on for him while doing my own thing. He raised his legs and showed me his asshole. He put a finger in it after caressing it for a while and jacked a little bit faster after sniffing another shut of poppers. He said: " Show me your ass! When you were my teacher and were writing on the blackboard, I got hard on looking at your ass. Now show it to me good!" To give him his so long wanted view of his former teacher's ass, I turned around on my knees, spread my cheeks and showed him my ass. Then I caressed it and put a finger in it. I was exhausted. Just the idea of showing the most intimate part of my body to my former student was unthinkable and deeply exciting. Then he stoped his movement and told me not to go too much further. He wanted to masturbate with me through the night. We then looked the TV for I would say 15 minutes ,and naturally, we went back to our masturbation giving us a show just by the marvelous way of doing our own things in front of the other with confidence and deep friendship.
We saw the complete evening movie alternate listening and masturbating ourselves when an actor looked sexy or when a sequence became boring. Around one in the morning, our cocks and balls were so thight we thought they were at the edge of an explosion, so he gave me an eye of complicity and we proceeded to masturbate faster looking our cocks, balls and asshole ( legs were near the chest) and we let all the fantasies contained for few hours let their doors open and we shooted our load of juice all over our chest and even on our face.
We oathed to have a masturbation session every Friday night and, if the tension was too heavy, another one around in the middle of the week. But we tried to keep the seed inside the balls for the rest of the week just to make the coming friday night an important event not to miss for anything better. Nothing would be better anyway!
Norman