Hey again to all Nifty readers
This is continuing on my "phys. ed" experience.
School was winding down for another year. And yes, my gym went up drastically. I was shown at 80% heading into exams. I would have one more class of phys. ed, and it would be last meeting after school with Mr. Sanders before we studied in class for health. I would be in for a little surprise when I went up to the office on the Friday after class.
As usual, I stayed behind class, cleaning up the equipment. I brought the equipment back from the field, putting it away in the equipment room, while the rest of the class hit the showers. I made my way up to the office, and when I went in, somebody was waiting there. It was another student. I'd have to say he was younger than me. He wore a t-shirt, and khaki shorts. He had parted blonde hair and blue eyes. He was fairly skinny in stature. I introduced myself, and found out his name was Jonathan. He apparently was there for a "meeting" with Mr. Sanders. He was a grade lower than me, and he was only 15 going on 16. From the tone of his voice, it kind of hinted that he was gay. Whether I was right or not was another story. Apparently his grades were down in health class, and he apparently was going to be assigned a tutor. That's when I figured that it was going to be me. What kind of tutoring I was doing was something I was thinking about that kind of amused me. I wondered if he knew about myself and Sanders. I wondered as well if he was one of Sanders' "special students" as he sometimes referred to me as. We got to talking for a bit, until Sanders made his entrance in the room. He sat down in front of us on the desk. He explained to me that Jonathan was not doing so well in his class. Apparently I was a "good example" of a student in his class, and that I was chosen as his tutor. He wanted me to show Jonathan how to get things done in his class. I knew what Sanders had wanted but I was afraid of showing it just in case Jonathan wasn't gay. I knew he was. I had a gut feeling of it. The problem was whether he was comfortable with me and an older gentleman. I thought it was quite disturbing of Mr. Sanders. This guy obviously had a problem. I thought it was okay of myself messing around him, but with a kid that still hasn't even turned sixteen yet. Yikes!!!! I asked if I could talk to Jonathan alone. Sanders agreed, and left the room. It was then that I figured I'd let Jonathan know what he was getting into.
I basically came out, saying that what Sanders wanted was sexual favours to up his marks. If he did it, it would go up. If not, more than likely it wouldn't. I think by coming out, it eased Jonathan's fear of me. I would find out that he too was gay as well. We both joked that Sanders had a knack of finding gay guys in his class, because he was a closet gay. He was struggling in class as well, and had been advised about giving an "extra effort" in his class. Jonathan asked questions as to how I was coaxed and what I did. I explained it all, but advised him that if wasn't comfy with doing this, then he didn't have to. He told me that he was a bottom, and that he did anal before with older guys, but not as old as Sanders. He then told me that he thought I was cute, and wouldn't mind me as his tutor. We laughed about it, and I was a little caught by his compliment. I again asked Jonathan if was cool with actually messing around with a guy in 40's. Jonathan had no problem with this and said that we're pretty much obligated to if it was going to get our marks up. I said that we could walk away and bait out Mr. Sanders, but because of pride, and us not wanting the school to know our secret, we decided to go along with Sanders little plan. We both knew that he wanted us both at the same time, so we invited Sanders back in.
Sanders sat back down, and Jonathan told him that he accepted my tutoring. He then asked Sanders if he would mind watching over us, while I taught him. I took it as my cue to mess around with Jonathan, and I started to rub my hand on his crotch. I could a slight bulge rising in his khaki shorts. We both smiled at Sanders, and he replied back with a evil grin of his own. I continued rubbing Jonathan's bulge, and soon, he reached over to my gym shorts, starting to rub my crotch. We finally embraced in a kiss and started to make out. I knew this got Sanders going, and I caught in the corner of my eye his hand down his gym shorts. My hand reached under Jonathan's shirt as we continued to make out, and he followed by lifting his shirt over his head. I kissed and sucked around his nipples. Soon my hands trailed down to his shorts, and I slowly unbuttoned them. I exposed his tight white underwear, that outlined his hard on. I stood him up and laid him back on the table. I could see that Sanders already had his cock out, stroking himself. I slowly kissed my way down Jonathan's stomach, and soon slid his underwear down, exposing his small 5' cock. It was cleanly shaved, with a small patch of blonde pubic hair behind it. It seemed he upkept it. I took his small cock in my mouth. I went down on him, and immediately I heard him moan. He was a typical fruit, moaning with a high pitch, like a little girl. I went down him, taking my time, making Jonathan savour every time I went down. It was easy to take all of him in my mouth.
Soon though, I felt hands around my waist and ass. Sanders had crept behind and slowly slid down my shorts. I thought he was going to fuck me, but instead spread my ass cheeks, and started to tongue my ass. That spurred my sucking on, and Jonathan immensely enjoyed it. Sanders paused for a bit, and crept up from behind, whispering in my ear to eat his pussy. That obviously meant his ass. I was never really experienced at this, so I instructed Jonathan to lift his ass up for me. Sanders went back to my ass again, sending thrills in my body, while I began to slowly lick and tongue Jonathan's hole. This turned him on like crazy. I watched while he stroked his cock, as my tongue played with his hole. It wasn't before long that Sanders had my hole nice and juicy for him. He grabbed some vaseline from his desk, lube up his cock and around my hole, before he slid his hard cock in my ass. I went back to sucking Jonathan off, deepthroating him. With every thrust of Sanders' cock, I went down on him.
Sanders continued to fuck me. I must admit that Jonathan held out good for a rookie. I thought he was going to cum in my mouth, but I was surprised at this resistance. Sanders then wanted to turn his attention to Jonathan. Sliding his cock out of me, he told me to get on the desk in a 69 position with Jonathan, being ontop. Sanders went to the vaseline and lubed up Jonathan's hole. Positioning Jonathan near the edge of the desk, he slid his cock in. Jonathan let out a big moan. I started going down on Jonathan's cock, while I pumped my cock down on his mouth. I admit he did a good job sucking me off. Sanders' and my moans filled the air, while Jonathan's moans were muffled while he sucked me off. Sanders kept praising how Jonathan was so tight. We went at it for a good bit till Jonathan finally gave in to my mouth. His cum splashed the back of my throat, and some of it dribbled down the side of mouth. It wasn't long before I came as well, covering his lips with my cum. Sanders soon too was getting off, and instead pulled his cock out of Jonathan and came over to where Jonathan was. I figured he was going to make us taste his cum, so I got off Jonathan, and knelt down beside the desk, near Jonathan's face. Sanders stroked his cock, mentioning he had something in store for his best students. It wasn't long before he blasted his cum on mine and Jonathan's faces mouthes. One shot covered Jonathan's cheek. Our tongues toyed with his cock while he came. Our mouthes and faces were covered with Sanders' cum. Sanders gave us a towel and we cleaned ourselves up.
After the school bell rang, and the janitor finished his round in the change room, we'd join Sanders for a group shower. We'd pleasure him with our tongues for a blowjob, till he came again in our mouthes. For the remaining few weeks leading up to exams, me and Jonathan would be called to Sanders' office for a "session". I still remember the one session where Sanders bent us both over his desk, and fucked us, trading our asses each time. It was wonderful. As the school year finished, me and Jonathan became close. Closer than we expected. Our encounters with Sanders would also take a new turn. I'll tell you more in the next story.