Mr Owen takes a seat in his classy leather chair, lights a fag, takes a glance at his now-tingling hand and smiles contently. Josh has still not moved from the spot.
He keeps a check on Ste in the corner of his eye as Ste begins to pace up and down.
`Mr Owen, what's going on?' Josh asks apprehensively.
Still without bothering to look at Josh, Mr Owen takes his time to reply.
Long story' Mr Owen says nonchalantly. He takes a few long drags from his cigarette, loosens his tie, and says You tell him Ste'.
Josh doesn't look away from his teacher.
`We come over here. He fucks us' explains Ste.
Mr Owen takes another long drag and says `Okay. Obviously not that long...'
Josh is no longer nervous; simply because he's so confused that he's forgotten what he was nervous about. He carries on looking at Mr Owen, hoping at some point he'll explain what's going on, but Mr Owen continues to ignore Josh's eye contact.
`What is he doing up there? I'm horny as fuck here!' says Ste breaking the silence as his pacing quickens. He quickly adjusts his cock in his pants- he knows what's coming.
Josh on the other hand does not, and sits back down in his chair. There was no way he could leave now. What if Mr Owen threatens to suspend him? Although, on the other hand, what if he'll finish him off...
Josh looks over to Mr Owen again. He can't help but admire how unbelievably sexy he looks in his uniform; - brooding and slightly pissed. But he's angry at him as well. Usually Mr Owen would go out of his way to help Josh, but now he's being about as useful as a deaf man in a music store.
Hey dick head!' Ste suddenly bursts out to Carl upstairs, Hurry up ya prick!'
Excuse me young man,' Mr Owen exclaims to Ste threateningly, no shouting in this house!'
Ste looks slightly scared and says `Sorry Mr Owen'. Ste stops pacing when he hears Carl thundering down the stairs.
Carl swaggers into the room proudly wearing a new tie. `Sorry, I was just... I mean I kinda got a bit carried away' he says looking slightly abashed.
As he walks past, Josh and Ste get a huge waft of Mr Owens' cologne.
`Ready Sir' Carl says with a huge grin on his face.
Mr Owen swings round in his office chair to face the boys.
`Ah lets have one Sir!' Carl asks desperately to Mr Owen when he sees the cigarette in his hand.
`Yeah me and all Mr Owen- I'm gagging for a smoke' pipes up Ste.
No' says Mr Owen firmly. It's bad for you' he says blowing a cloud of smoke in their direction. He orders the boys to line up next to each other.
Immediately Ste and Carl stand shoulder to shoulder without another word, but Josh is reluctant to. But Ste gives him a fearful look, grabs him by the arm and position Josh next to him. Ste leans over to Josh slightly and whispers from the corner of his mouth Don't fuck about or he'll get really angry at you' in Josh's ear, then only you'll get to have all the fun...' he adds as he gives Josh's bum a squeeze. Josh tries not to flinch.
Mr Owen takes a last drag of his cigarette and flicks it into the bin. He stays seated in his luxurious black leather chair, and beckons the boys towards him without a word. They oblige. Josh is anxious. But he decides to go along with the flow. He doesn't have a clue what's going to happen next, so he chooses to do whatever Mr Owen tells him.
`Carl,' Mr Owen says stroking his stubbled chin with one hand.
`Yes Sir?' Carl replies stepping forward expectantly.
`Do you still want a cigarette?' asks Mr Owen casually taking out another one and lighting it.
`Yeah please Sir!' says Carl now standing in front of the teacher, holding out a hand.
Down on your knees' he orders calmly. And Carl does so. And as he holds out his hand again, Mr Owen takes a quick drag for himself, leans forward, and then suddenly stumps the fag out on Carl's chest. Carl swears loudly as Mr Owen pushes the fag into his chest. Mr Owen removes it and flicks it into the bin, smiling. How was that?' he asks.
Carl looks down at his ruined shirt to see a burnt hole in it and a stinging burn just above his nipple. Trying not to show his pain, he looks up and says `Thanks Mr Owen'.
He goes to stand back up but Mr Owen grabs him by the tie and forces him back down.
Mr Owen undoes his fly and whips out an enormously thick erection, pulls Carl's open hungry mouth onto it and says `Suck it'.
Carl immediately begins to work Mr Owens' hard and chunky shaft with his wet, sugary tongue.
Josh is spell bound. He watches Carl's head move up and down on Mr Owens' lap, and sees the fierce determination on his favourite teacher's face- clearly trying to keep control.
Ah yeah, good boy Carl' Mr Owen says arrogantly. Then he looks up at Ste and Josh and says You two- kiss'
`Thought you'd never ask' says Ste, and he suddenly turns to Josh and latches his faces onto Josh's. His tongue enters Josh's mouth and he instinctively obliges. Ste grabs the back of Josh's long scraggly hair and begins to rub his body against Josh's- but Josh can't help continue to watch his classmate Carl pleasure Mr Owen, listening to the sounds of his wet sloppy tongue working his cock.
Mr Owen watches young Josh wrestle his lips with Ste's lecherous tongue. He becomes envious and tells them to join Carl right now. Josh likes the sound of that indeed.
All three of them kneel down in front of him as if worshipping a god.
Mr Owen undoes his belt and spreads open his knees wider so his students can truly adulate him.
Carl gets up and stands behind Mr Owens chair as he begins to rubs his sweaty heads over his incredible barrel chest through his shirt.
Josh is facing Mr Owens cock. He devours it in one mouthful and sucks it hard- circling the helmet from within his hot mouth with his young lissom tongue. Mr Owen suddenly moans loudly with this and grabs the back of Josh's head hard- guiding him to move up and down his thick shaft.
Carl undoes a button on Mr Owens white shirt and slides his hand inside. He cups his manly furry pecs and slides it down his ripped hairy abs.
Ste tongues Mr Owens large balls and starts to grope Josh again at the same time as he kneels next to him. Josh rubs his hand up Mr Owens large muscular thighs as he swallows the precum oozing out of his teacher's cock inside his mouth.
Mr Owen begins to lose himself to this ecstasy. The young nimble hands caressing his muscular furry body, and the wet tongues and mouths devouring his hard dick and furry balls were causing him to lose his authority to the boys. He orders them to stop and they immediately do as he says. He sits up straight in his chair and straightens his tie. The three boys wait their next instructions.
You two,' he says to Carl and Josh, take off your trousers and sit on the table'.
Josh and Carl lean back on the table with their legs dangling over the edge and grin at each other as they await their fate. Ste and Mr Owen swagger over to them and take their positions- Mr Owen straddles Josh as Ste bestrides Carl, much to Carl's disappointment.
What! That ain't fair!' Carl protests. Ste angrily grabs him by the scruff of the shirt and reminds him of the rules: the newbie always gets fucked by Mr Owen first, ya dick head!'
Josh watches as Mr Owen pulls out his balls so that everything is hanging out of his zip. He massages his own dick to get it as hard as possible, and then spits out a long string of saliva that drips onto it. He coats the end of his cock in the saliva with his skilled hands. Ste follows suit. Josh is nervous- he's never had anal sex before. He looks to Carl to see what to do. He's spreading his arse cheeks apart with his hands.
Mr Owen slowly circles Josh's tight virgin arse hole with the end of his soaking wet cock. Josh simply can't believe what is about to happen. It's everything he's fantasised about ever since Russ Owen became his teacher.
All those times he'd pleasured himself thinking about what he'd want Mr Owen to do to him, and now it was all to become reality. Josh's palms sweat and his heart thumps uncomfortably against his chest.
Ste and Carl both watch Mr Owen carefully- as if they are waiting for him to start so that they could too. Josh stares up at Mr Owen in awe- hypnotised by the concentration on his handsome, chiselled face. He looks down at his muscular frame inside that expensive pinstripe suit, and imagines tearing it off him and exploring what lies beneath. Then, without warning, Mr Owen suddenly drives his thick rock-hard meat into Josh's fiercely tense butt hole. Josh instinctively throws his head back and shuts his eyes in pain, and grits his teeth to stop himself screaming.
However, after only a few hard thrusts, the pain is already subsiding, and Josh can open his eyes again. He can now watch as his teacher slowly and gently thrusts his body inside of Josh. It was so alien to Josh- feeling every contour of his teacher's rock solid cock inside of him. Every time Mr Owen pushes it in, Josh tenses up around Mr Owens' cock- and he seems to like it. Mr Owen begins pinching his own nipples through his shirt and moaning as he fucks his student slowly. Josh relaxes and he lies back on the table, resting his head on some exercise books. He suddenly feels a hand stroking his face. It's Carl. He is also lying back. Both of their bodies jerk oddly as they're fucked by their respected partners.
They smile, sit up and kiss each other passionately. Josh notes how sugary Carl's tongue is as it twists and turns inside his mouth and his cock begins to ache.
Mr Owen loves what he's seeing- two of his favourite students kissing in their school uniforms, being fucked at the same time by their elders. He leans forward over Josh's body and wraps a hand around Josh's smooth hard dick. Josh breaks contact with Carl's hungry mouth for a second as he adjusts to the sensation of his teacher's large manly hands squeezing and wanking his dick. Josh loves the feel of his teacher's thick shaft inside his rectum, sliding up and down inside of him, deeper with each thrust.
Ste is also taking his time with Carl. But only because he knows that if he goes too hard and fast that he'll cum in a second, as the arrival of newbie Josh has made him hornier than he's been in ages. From months of hard fucking, Carl's rectum is perfectly loose and malleable for Ste's long, curved dick. Ste watches Josh in the corner of his eye- as he jerks on the table top with Mr Owens' thrusts as he snogs his classmate. By the smile on his face he's obviously enjoying himself.
Ste feels his balls tingle as they slap against Carl's arse- he can't last much longer.
So he looks away from young Josh completely and grabs Carl's tie to drag him away from Josh.
Ste makes Carl sit up and they kiss. Ste tires his best not to open his eyes to watch Josh but everyone now and then he can't help himself. Ste almost stops fucking Carl entirely now in fear of cumming first- which Carl is not impressed with.
Come on mate!' Carl complains as he looks down to see Ste's entire dick inside his arse hole, and not moving, what ya doing?!'
Mr Owen and Josh look over to see what is going on. Mr Owen see's the look on Ste's face and Mr Owen understands. He gives Ste a sly wink, and he pulls out of Josh's arse.
Josh gasps in pleasure at this and wishes he'd do it again. But instead Mr Owen and Ste swap places. Carl's expression goes from annoyance to sheer delight as Mr Owen position himself between Carl's open legs. He reapplies copious amounts of saliva to the end of his fat cock, and instead of circling Carl's hole like he did with Josh, he simply pushes his shaft straight inside of Carl, taking in the sensation of a soft and ready rectum.
Carl lays back, puts his hands behind his head, closes his eyes and smiles for what he is about to receive. Mr Owen cracks his knuckles and gets to work fucking Carl senseless.
Josh smiles at Ste- he doesn't care about Amy anymore. He just wants more cock up his ass. Ste returns a smirk as he leans right over Josh, and kisses his smooth neck.
Josh moans loudly which just makes Ste hornier. He slides a hand up Josh's school shirt and is pleasantly surprised to feel an incredibly firm and ripped torso. With his other hand, Ste guides the tip of his hard cock into Josh's tight wet hole and drives it in.
Again Josh gasps and throws his head back in shock. He can immediately feel the difference of Ste's bonier, curvier cock. It's definitely longer than Mr Owens as well- reaching new depths inside of him.
However Ste, unlike Mr Owen, does not take it slowly with Josh. He immediately begins pumping away hard and fast. He fucks Josh senseless as he licks his gorgeous square-jawed face.
Meanwhile Mr Owen is still humping away at Carl, telling him what a `naughty boy' he is, and Carl's eyes are rolled up in absolute bliss.
Josh grabs onto the sides of the table with his sweaty palms and clenches his teeth as Ste fucks him faster and faster. It stings badly and he can't help but moan in agony.
Ste watches as Josh's adorable face screws up in pain.
`Told you I'd rip you to shreds, Josh' grunts Ste viciously. Laughing to himself, Ste then teasingly rubs the head of Josh's throbbing cock between his fingers and thumb as more glistening pre-cum oozes out.
Mr Owen and Ste are going at it hammer and tong- like two jockeys riding away furiously at their obedient young horses to reach the climax of the race.
Suddenly Ste thrusts his dick further than ever into Josh, and it sends Josh over the edge. Josh grabs his shirt and tears it open in desperation and buttons fly everywhere.
He pushes Ste's teasing hand out of the way and takes hold of his aching dick. It only takes five speedy strokes and Josh explodes thick white joy onto his stomach and school tie. He flops back onto the table in exhaustion and satisfaction, breathing heavily with his eyes too heavy to stay open.
`I'll get that' he hears Ste say enthusiastically- obviously wanting to taste Josh. But Mr Owen quickly stops him.
Remember the rules' pants Mr Owen, whoever cums first gets everyone else's load'.
Josh is still quite lightheaded to take in what Mr Owen has just said, so he continues to lay there with his eyes closed, arms by his side.
Mr Owen pulls out of Carl and moves over next to Ste in front of Josh. Carl gets on his knees on top of the table and positions himself over Josh.
The three of them proceed to wank their cocks over Josh's impressively ripped body. When he hears the three of them moaning together he opens his eyes to see them furiously masturbating over him with hunger and determination on their good-looking faces.
Mr Owen is sweating terribly under his suit but carries on bashing his meat as sweat drips down his handsome face. He bites his bottom lips and moans loudly as long streams of steaming cum fly out of his fat cock and onto Josh's torso.
Ste can't keeps his hands off Josh's tight little hot body and rubs his and Mr Owens' cum over his abs. Ste's body jerks uncontrollably and he gasps as he leans forward to ejaculate his sticky mess onto Josh's smooth stomach and school tie.
Josh almost forgets about Carl until he shouts `Ahhh fuck!' from above him and he looks up to watch. Carl is frantically rubbing away at his veiny dick- annoyed that he is the last to cum. But as Josh opens his mouth and eagerly sticks out his tongue to catch his classmate's oncoming cum, it doesn't take much longer for him to shoot out his load of hot salty white juice. Josh laps it up and swallows it, smiling up at Carl. They exchange a quick kiss and Carl licks away the remaining cum around Josh's mouth.
For a while none of them move a muscle. Panting heavily, they each admire the hot mess they have just made...
Josh sits up. He looks down at his body, plastered in cum. He takes a finger and wipes some off his chest, and tastes it. Not bad, he thinks to himself...
`If you're planning to eat the rest you'll have to put some in a container for the journey home' jokes Mr Owen as he hands Josh a towel.
Josh grins widely and he begins to wipe himself clean.
`So can I keep it?' Carl says from the other side of the room, checking out his reflection in the mirror.
`Beg your pardon?' replies Mr Owen in a hard voice.
`Oh, I mean- can I please keep your tie Sir, please...?' says Carl with the look of a puppy dog.
`Just keep it clean. I don't want to pay for the dry cleaning bill like last time' says Mr Owen.
`Wicked' says Carl excitedly, as Mr Owen goes to light up a post-shag fag.
You're such a sad act' pricks Ste as he flicks through the channels on Mr Owens' 63" plasma. He manages to tear his eyes away from the screen to turn around and check on Josh. Come on then- are you ready or what?' he asks him.
Josh finishes towelling his body free of thick puddles and splashes of other men's semen. Josh slides off the table edge and goes to button up his school shirt when he realises most of them are gone- they flew off when he ripped open his shirt earlier.
`Oh no- Mum's gonna kill me' worries Josh looking down at his open shirt.
Ste takes the opportunity to admire Josh's tight little body while he sorts himself out. Mr Owen looks up from his mobile and rolls his eyes at the sight of Josh standing there, looking like he's been ravished by an angry mob...
Mr Owen grabs a t-shirt from the back of his sofa and throws it to Josh.
If she asks- say you spilt coffee down yourself' says Mr Owen. Actually...' he checks his Armani watch, Christ you two have gotta move it right now' he says to Josh and Carl- both of whom have a curfew. Ste, make sure they get back alright'.
`Ah Sir! Can't we just stay the night? We might as well!' pleads Carl.
Don't be ridiculous' answers Mr Owen forthrightly, but maybe next week' he teases, winking at Carl.
Josh can't stop smiling. He simply can't get over what had happened tonight. As he rolls up his ruined shirt and stuffs it mercilessly into his already full bag, he keeps replaying the images over and over again in his head, and his dick begins to stiffen again in his pants, aching.
`Would you stop gawping at yourself in the mirror- it's only a fucking tie! You think you're on the Apprentice or something' taunts Ste he pulls Carl away from the mirror and pushes him through the door and down the hallway.
Whilst Ste and Carl bicker outside the room, Josh tucks his new t-shirt into his school trousers and slings his heavy bag over his shoulder, and approaches Mr Owen who is busy checking his inbox.
`Sir...' starts Josh quietly.
Mr Owen looks up and sees Josh looking timid in his t-shirt No you cannot keep it' he says sounding slightly annoyed, I've given you boys enough tonight as it is'. And he takes a long drag on his cigarette.
`Oh, no, erm, it's not that' says Josh.
Mr Owen sees Josh's sincere expression and pockets his phone.
`I just wanna say, thanks for everything. Not just tonight. You're always sticking up for me in school and stuff, so... thanks' says Josh, staring down at the floor now, and hiding his reddened face.
Absolutely no problem' says Mr Owen. You know I'm always here for you- whatever you need help with' he says, gazing down at Josh's tent in his school trousers.
The both of them laugh and smile. See you bright and early tomorrow morning I hope' says Mr Owen standing up. We'll discuss what to study for next week's extra tuition'.