This is a continuation to Locker Room Showers pts. 1 and 2, so the same rules apply as before.
I started at the size of Mr. Ferris's cock, which was at least nine inches in length, and a tad thick too. And this was without a hard-on. Jeremy and I were well endowed for our ages, but he was definitely larger than either of us fully hard. I looked over at Jeremy, and it appeared he was just as shocked as I. Mr. Ferris walked over and then knelt in front of the two of us, leaned over, and began to lick and fondle our cocks at the same time.
As he did so his soft cock grew to an amazing length of eleven and a half inches. Jeremy and I were both enthralled with the look of it, long, nicely thick, and with one big thick vein running from right behind the head all the way to the base. We both reached down, grabbing a hold of it, and begin to caress and stroke it.
"You boys surely know what you're doing," Mr. Ferris purred, while taking a moment to catch his breath. He stood up, and then walked behind his desk, and sat down. "Why don't you boys put on a show for me," he said with a predatory gleam in his violet eyes.
Jeremy and I were only too happy to oblige, and at once began to kiss, tongues twining together, hands roaming all over each other's body. I felt Jeremy caress my well rounded ass, and then he slid both hands up the sides of my back slowly. As he did this, I began again to finger him, lightly pushing my middle finger into him. He squirmed against me, shuddering with pleasure.
I pulled my finger out, and then directed him to the couch against one of the walls, completely and totally forgetting the audience of one we had. We laid down on the couch, and I shifted about so we could sixty-nine. Jeremy began to suck on my leaking cock, and I began to rim his flushed asshole. We continued on in this manner for about two or three minutes, until I realized I was about ready to cum. I pulled back, and turned about again, so I was lying under Jeremy, with my cock pointing directly at his asshole, facing each other.
He looked down at me, flushed and sweaty, smiled, and then began to lower himself on to my hard cock. He sank right on to me, and we both sighed in pure ecstasy. I looked over, and finally remembered Mr. Ferris, who had walked over to watch us up close. He was squeezing and stroking his long, hard cock, with a completely sexual grin stretched from ear to ear on his face.
Jeremy began sliding up and down on my cock, and I lost myself in the feeling. Time passed, but all I was aware of was Jeremy's asshole clenching my cock, Mr. Ferris jacking off next to us, and the look on Jeremy's face, a look of complete and total satisfaction. He then arched his back, clenched me harder, and began to spew his cum all over my chest and onto my neck and face, without even touching himself.
That was all it took for me, and I gasped, cumming hard and long into him, spurting two, four, six times. Then Jeremy and I came again, simultaneously, when Mr. Ferris began cuming all over us, covering us in his hot, salty smelling cum.
A few moments passed, and then Mr. Ferris suggested we use his shower to clean up, and then offered to take us home. Jeremy and I accepted his offers, got ready and left. As we exited his car, Jeremy and I actually lived two houses away it turned out, he looked up at us and smiled, then drove away.
Jeremy and I became fast friends, lovers, partners, and occasionally enjoyed a visit to the principal's office until we graduated. That was about ten years ago, Jeremy and I have both graduated from college, and also from graduate school. I've become an English professor, and Jeremy has become a soccer coach. We both work at an exclusive all boys academy, and wonders what happen there. Who knows, maybe something might come of it.
The End
Or is it?
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