Health Class By Christopher Robinson Copyright 2001 Christopher Robinson _____ This is a work of FICTION. If you are under 18 years of age, stop reading. Yeah, yeah, blah, blah. You know if you're not supposed to read this or not! _____
The classroom was full of 16 year old boys, each full of raging hormones waiting to be released in the form of an erection. The teacher and JV football coach, Mr. Samuel Barston, 37, went out in front of class and introduced himself.
"I'm Mr. Barston. You can call me Barston, Mr. Barston, Coach Barston, or, if I like you enough, Sam. This is the first of the year and the curriculum says that first thing is SEX ED. Aren't you all excited?"
A few giggles and high fives went through out the room. Mr. Barston stood there at the front of the room, his large body making him slightly intimidating to the Sophomore students. He stood about 6'3" and looked at least 260 lbs. His large, muscular arms were bulging under the sleaves of a tight polo shirt that was about to rip at the seams. With each move of Barston's body the fabric stretched even furthur. His large pecs looked like steaks wraped in grey knit butcher paper. His abs were huge, a visible six pack apeared from underneath the polo, and from the looks of the thick black hair that escaped from the unbottoned collar, a layer of fur. His shorts were stretched over a large, but tight, muscular ass and from the looks of bulge in his crotch, an above average cock.
He grabbed an chair from beside his desk and put in the front of the room and hoisted one of his meaty, hairy legs on it and gave a lucky guy in the front row a little peak up the leg to his growing erection from being around all these cute boys.
"You," he pointed to the lucky guy, "go close the door."
Chester Fuller obliged his hunky Health teacher and shut the door of the one roon outdoor modular-style classroom that sat just outside of the main school building then quickly sat back down for more of the little peep show up the leg of his teacher's shorts.
"First we are going to start with what I think are the basics. Masturbation and oral sex. If you're lucky, maybe even self-sucking before class is over!"
Barston looked at the class full of young, healthy boys and smiled. He knew that this was going to be a great year. "STRIP!" He yelled at the group of boys he was about to make young men.
"What?!" most of them asked, stunned.
"I said STRIP! Not get out of all your clothes! If you don't, you fail this required class and don't get to graduate!!!"
Coach Barston watched as the boys stripped down to their birthday suits. Some of them covered up, embarrassed, but some let their already growing cocks hang for all their glory. Chester was one of them, his 6-inch prick almost completely hard.
Barston pulled up his polo, revealing the thick layer of black fur that covered his rock-hard abs and pecs. He pulled it off revealing more of this body, and sending shivers through Chesters prick. After taking off his sandals Coach then put his thumbs in the elastic waisteband of this grey shorts and in one fluid motion pulled them down and off of his hairy legs.
All of the boys stared in awe of this hairy god that stood in front of them with his glistening purple 8-and 1/2-inch erection that pointed slightly up and to the left.
"Now," he said, "do you want to do it sitting or standing?"
Most of the boys kept quiet, but Chester and another boy who wasn't covering himself in the back both said sitting.
"Okay, clear the desks and we'll sit on the floor."
The boys did as they were told. Barston then sat down right were he was, his large balls laying comfortably on the industrial carpet, wanting to be engulfed by the mouth of a 16 year old.
Barston wrapped his large, tanned hand around his meaty manhood as he instructed the boys to watch. He slowly started to pump his right hand up and down the purple shaft of his cock, he then took his left hand and cupped them under his balls and slightly tugged on them. Bringing his left hand up to his mouth, he stuck his index finger in and got it wet with his saliva then his rolled his ass so it was sticking up more and his pink pucker hole was pointing across the circle to Mark Stucci. He slammed his finger up his ass hole as far as it would go and started to finger fuck himself as he jacked his purple pulsing cock.
All the boys watched in awe, their own cocks and pricks were stretched to their limits as they watched their hunky teacher masturbate in front of them. Barston's eyes closed as he groaned in his self enduced ecstasy. He grunted and growled with pleasure with each up and down motion of his hand.
"Watch, I'm gonna cum in a moment" Barston directed his class.
With one more pump of his hand, he rested it at the base of his dick and squoze, his left hand was now sqeezinf his balls. His right hand was then taken away and Barston's huge purple rod errupted ropes of hot sticky cum. The first rope went all the way to Mark Stucci, slapping onto his chest, the rest dropped closer and closer to the source onto the carpet.
Barston's hand milked out the last drops of cum still inside his softening cock as he stood up and said, "That's how you masturbate! Now it's your turn."
All at once, 27 sixteen year old boys grabbed at their hard pricks and stated to quickly jack themselves off. Barston giggled at the sight and said, "No, no, no. Not like that." He approached Chester, sqatting behind him. He took Chester's right hand in his and placed it on Chesters stiff dick and slowly started pumping, he then took Chester's left hand and sucked on his index finger and stuck it up Chester's tight hole. "Like this!" Barston yelled at all his students.
He went around the room helping one student and the next master the art of self pleasure. Getting more and more turned on by seeing the many teenage dicks and little thatches of pubic hair, Barston decided to move on.
"Has everyone came yet?" Everyone replied with a whole-hearted "Yes, sir". "Good," Barston said with a large smile on his face.
He picked up a phone that was on his desk and pushed a botton. A few moments later, a large Senior Varsity football player walked in the door
He was about 6'2" tall and maybe 200 lbs. He started to take off his clothes. First it was his lettermens jacket, then his tight white t-shirt that showed off his good looking pecs and biseps. After the shirt came his shoes and socks--he had to have had size 14 shoes--and then he moved on to his tight jeans that packaged his hot ass so fine it would have made an excellent store display, and his bulge! WoW! It was the biggest bulge in a high school guy's pants the boys in the class had ever seen, and that's why Barston liked him.
"Hey, Anthony," Barston greeted, patting the jock on his now naked back. "How's everything?"
"Horny as usual, Coach."
"Good, good."
Anthony stood there in his straing jock strap. It was obviously too small to fit his enourmous semi-hard member. Barston reached for the waisteband and pulled them down to expose a 9-inch and growing cock, fully loaded with optional foreskin and large nut sac that hung down a couple of inches and was full of two very large nuts just ready to spill their jizz all over a willing warm body.
"Glad to see your boys are looking fine today, Tony." Barston said caressing the large balls and lightly pulling on the fine pubic hair that covered their sac.
"Where are you in class?" Anthony Arellano asked, looking around the room at the awe-struck teens.
"Oral sex, care to demonstrate?"
"With you? Always, Coach!"
"Okay, get on your knees, you no-good son of a bitch cocksucker!"
With that Anthony dropped to his knees in front of his former football coach. He took the coach's tool in his right and aimed it toward his waiting lips. Closer and closer he got until the head of the meaty rod was at his mouth. Anthony licked the tip of the cock with his long, wet, and warm mouth until he heard the coach grunt.
With that grunt he sucked all of Barston's cocks into his mouth and down his warm throat and held it there. Barston started to move in and out of Anthony's hot mouth.
Anthony took his right hand and cupped the coach's balls, rolling them around his fingers and feeling them all over. With his other hand he played around the coaches butt hole tickling it, rubbing it, but never finger fucking it, at least not yet.
"Yeah, boy, suck my cock. Suck my beefy male football coahk cock!"
Anthony kept that cock in his mouth and throat the whole time, not letting it slip out for the slightest moment. Anthony felt Barston's body tighten up, he knew that the hot man was going to cum at any moment.
"I'm gonna....."
Anthony slipped the stiff rod out of his throat and held just the head in his mouth, working his tounge around the piss slit and the sensitive underside. He rammed his finger into the coaches ass hole as the coach began his massive orgasm. The cock head pulsed as globs of hot cum filled the inside of his mouth. Anthony swalled as much as he could, waiting for more. Many more globs followed and Anthony savoured the taste.
Barston took his dick out of the hot jock's mouth and patted him on the head. Anthony stood up and kissed the coach. He pushed his touge past the hot lips of the older man and their tounges wrested inside Barston's mouth.
Barston could taste his cum on Tony's tounge and sucked on the hot jocks mouth. Anthony melted in a heap of pleasure on the floor as his dick pulsed in it's final 9-3/4-inch rock hard erection.
Coach Barston laid down with his face in Anthony's crotch as he sunk his lips over the mountain of jock meat. Bobbing his head up and down, it didn't take long before the volcano errupted.
Anthony didn't say a word, he like to surprise the mouth around this cock. Instead, he just let out a little "ug" as his long and large jock cock let out a cup of his hot jock jism into his former coaches mouth and throat.
Barston took his head from the jocks crotch and looked up at the clock. "Time to clean up!" He yelled to his class of erections just as the warning bell rang. "Tomorrow, butt fucking and the joys of S&M!"
The class dressed and put the desks back in rows. Anthony laid on the floor panting. He knew that the coach had a free period next, and wanted more of the man he'd grown occustomed to fucking in school.
Barston stood up, "For all those interested, there is a sex ed extra credit activity tonight. The information is on the corner of my desk."
Chester, Mark, and a lot of other students took the papers with all the information on it. The dismissal bell rand and all of the student reluctantly walked out of class, a couple stopping to touch the still erect cock of Anthony. ------------------------------- Chester looked at the information on the paper he held in front of him as he looked up at the large house that stood across the street. It was Barston's house.
Coach Barston had the biggest house on his side of town. He helped build it, too. Four stories with a indoor swimming pool, sauna, and all the bells and whistles he could afford. All this on apparently a little more than his teaching salary.
Chester walked across the street and up the brick walkway to the large oak front door. He rang the bell and waited.
A tall, dark, and naked man opened the door. "You here for Health Class?" He asked, he was obviously Itallian, and his stallion was ready and willing. His body was covered in a moderate layer of black fur, stopping at the neck, wrists, and ankles. The rest was pretty much just hair and muscle.
He had large pecs and biseps, his legs were well defined, Mark could see every muscle. Chester's penis stirred into an instant erection.
Seeing the tent in Chester's pants the man at the door extended his hand and said, "Hey, I'm Marco Arellano, Sam's 'friend'. And you are?"
"Ch-Chester Fuller." He swallowed hard. Barston wasn't just a damn good Health teacher who liked to keep his football players focused by giving them sexual favors, he was a homo, too. Chester smiled, he was definately going to like this activity.
"Come in, cutie," Marco said with a smile. Chester stared at his 8-inch dick. He like the look of it, It wasn't too big like Anthony's and it wasn't off like Barston's up and to the left prick. It was perfect, straight out and with a profile to end all penis profiles, every line just right. Chester was obsessing.
Barston appeared from a hallway. "Hey, Chester, you made it! I see you've met Marco. Isn't he just the cutest?" The couple kissed, their tounge invading each other's mouths.
"There's a couple of guys in the den," Barston said pointing town the hall. "Put your clothes in a bag in the closet and join them."
Chester did as he was told and as he walked into the den, two of his fellow students looked up from the circular couch and said their hellos. Chester new them, it was the other boy for masturbating while sitting--Troy Abercrombie--and Mark Stucci. He looked around the room and saw Anthony standing by a bar, Chester realized that Marco was Anthony's brother. They looked a lot a like.
A half hour later, everyone in the class was there, short of 4 boys who were in soccer and couldn't be there.
"Everyone, pick a partner!" Barston said as he laid his hand on Chester's shoulder. He had picked me. "I want all partners to go to a spot in the house and get to know each other better!"
With that Barston picked Chester up and carried him up the stairs. Barston's chest hair was tickling Chester's side and he giggled. Coach smiled and laughed. Anthony and Chuck followed us up the stairs, Anthony was watching Sam's hot ass as it slowly walked up the staircase. He was jealous of Chester and wanted Sam for him and his brother, Marco.
Coach put Chester down in front of a door and opened the door. Chester walked in to see a large bedroom. Coach closed the door and locked it.
Chester walked over a sat on the large four post bed that had a canopy and curtains. The black satin bedsheets reflectd the light of candles that filled the room.
Barston sat down next to Chester on the bed. Chester fell into the burly coach when the bed dipped under his weight. Barston looked at the 16 year old's body. For his size and height, Chester was pretty good looking. He was 5'10" tall and about 140lbs. with arms that needed a little weight training but nice pecs for his weight and great abs for his age. Barston pushed on Chesters chest and laid him down. He flicked at Chester's nipples and licked his navel. With his left hand he reached down and pulled at Chester's thatch of pubic hair making Chester's 6-inch dick twitch. Barston looked at Chester's cock in amazement, he'd never seen that size of a cock on a guy Chester's size. He couldn't wait to suck it.
"Coach, I've ne--" Chester bagan.
Sam stopped him, "Call me Sam, now."
"San, I've never had sex. I've jacked off with a couple of friends, but never anything else."
Sam put his hand softly on Chesters arm and said, "Just lie back and relax."
With amazing softness, Sam slid down the bed and put his face into Chesters crotch. In one motion, Sam had all of Chester's hard 6-inch teen cock in his mouth. Chester's body involuntarily convulsed, not knowing this type of pleasure.
Sam reached up and comforted Chester by petting his arm. Chester relaxed and enjoyed the blowjob from his hunky Health Teacher.
Sensing that Chester was going to blow his load, Sam stopped his oral stimulation. Looking up at Chester with a smile, he lifted Chester's legs up onto his shoulders to get an aim at Chester's virgin pink pucker hole. Sam licked his lips and dove right in, startling Chester. Sam's tounge went in and out of Chester's hole loosening the spincter.
Chester's hole loosened up all the way as his teacher rammed his tounge as far as it would go up Chester's ass. Sam found Chester's prostate quickly and massaged it with his tounge, sending streams of semen out of Chesters rod.
"Oh, my, god. Oh, oh, oh.....oh............AWGH!" Chester screamed and yelled as his whole body shook and bucked into orgasm.
Sam took his tounge out of his student's ass and looked up at the 16 year old. "You like that?"
Chester nodded.
"There a lot more to cum, kid." Sam said with a wink. "I like you, and were gonna go placed!"
__________________________________________ Copyright 2001 Christopher Robinson Part Two to cum soon. Questions? Comments? They are really welcome! TrickyDickie@wouldilie.com TrickyDick@wouldilie.com