Message-ID: 053313Z28121994@anon.penet.fi Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories X-Anonymously-To: alt.sex.stories Organization: Anonymous contact service Reply-To: an155933@anon.penet.fi Lines: 148
RAY
It was late September and classes were in full swing. My students had adjusted to me, their new computer studies teacher, and I was getting along quite well with them.
All seemed to be fine except for one student, Ray, who seemed to be having trouble with his assignments. He asked if I could stay after classes one afternoon and help him catch up. Because of committments, we arranged to meet Friday after school in the computer lab.
Now I remember Ray from the previous year. I had never had him as a student before, but I certainly remember his appearance in last Spring's fashion show. He was one of the boys that modeled bathing suits and shorts, and boy did he model them! Up until that show he had worn large, loose fitting clothes, and no one had taken much notice. But the night of the fashion show... everyone noticed him.
It seems Ray was really into bodybuilding and worked out nearly every night at a local gym, yet no one knew this. When he walked on stage, the girls went wild. I admit, I was aroused too, my dick hardenning as I watched from back stage. From head to toe, he had one of the most muscular, cut, ripped, hairless bodies I had ever seen for a 17 year old. His arms were bulging with muscles, his pecs were thick and full, his shoulders were broad, his torso tapered to a small waist, his abs looked like a washboard, his thighs and calves matched the rest of his body.
As he strut down the runway, I noticed the hard, developed muscles in his shoulders, back, legs and butt. And when he reached the end of the runway, he began to flex his pumped muscles and pose to the music. No one really noticed the speedo he was modelling, yet I couldn't help but wish it had been a brief bikini or a thong. Hell, he should have been naked!
Friday finally came. There was nearly no one there. I came into the class and Ray was waiting near the computer, alone. As I sat near him I noticed he seemed distracted, nervous. We began reviewing one of the exercises. As I explained, I noticed he was looking at me. "Everything O.K.," I asked.
"Oh, yeah. Go on," he said, moving his eyes back to the screen. I went on with the explanation. That is when it happened.
Suddenly, he moved forward and kissed me. For a moment I was stunned. Then he did it again. But as he went to pull away, I grabbed his broad shoulders, held him in place, placed my lips to his and thrust my tongue deep into his mouth. Our tongues explored each other's mouth, our hands, each other's body.
Within moments we were standing, undressing each other. I unbottoned his shirt, revealing his thick, broad chest. His skin was smoothe and hairless and tanned. His dark-brown nipples were ths size of silver dollars, perfect for his bulbous pecs. I began to suckle on one and pinched the other between my thumb and forefinger. As I did so, his nipples and my cock got harder.
I removed his shirt, revealing his large arms and broad shoulders. I could see those strong muscles work as he moved to undress me. As he pulled me closer, squeezing my ass with his strong hands and kissing me passionately, I let my hands carress his mountainous biceps and triceps.
I undid his belt and zipper to let his pants drop to the floor. I could feel the bulge of his stiffening cock in his bikini underwear. But as I went to pull them off to free his large, hot dick to become erect, I discovered he was really wearing a thong. Slowly, I began to remove his thong by placing my hands on his tight glutes. I squeezed them a little. Then, I slowly pulled it down, running my hands down his powerfully built thighs and calves. Finally we were fully naked.
I led him to a table where I had him lie down, his legs dangling off the edge. I mounted him. We moved our cocks playfully as if dueling with swords. Then I let my hands explore his beefy flesh. Never had I felt such a big, powerful body. He quivered as my hands massaged. I leaned over and sucked his large, brown, hard nipple, nibbling now and again, my hands squeezing the other pec, and one of his biceps. I moved my tongue to his belly button and licked from there, over his rugged stomach, and into the deep valley between his pecs. Then I gently blew along the wet line, causing him to quiver again.
I got off the table and began to stroke his cock. It must have been 8" long, and thick. Within seconds it was in my mouth. I stroked and sucked, licked and gently bit. It was so big I couldn't put it all in my mouth, and was so hot and juicy. I also nibbled on his dangling balls, my hands holding on to his muscular thighs. All this time he was moaning and saying, "Yes, yes,..." I could feel his large hands playing in my hair.
I asked him to turn onto his stomach which he did without hesitation. I pinched and squeezed his tight, muscular ass. Like the rest of his skin, it too was dark brown, tanned by the sun. I could see the thin tan-line from the thong he had worn in the summer sun. I imagined him at the beach, walking out of the water wearing that thong, the sun shining off the beads of water on his bronzed, pumped body. By now my dick was the hardest it had ever been.
My hands moved up his back, feeling the ripples of muscle, following the V taper to his shoulders, then came back to his butt. I slowly inserted my hard cock into his anus. He gasped and tightened his butt. I pulled his cheeks apart with my hands and forced myself deeper into him. I pulled and thrust, pulled and thrust, to a point when I was ready to cum. Then I stopped.
Now it was his turn.
He did to me all I had done to him, only with more strength and aggression. I had never been so excited by a man. The feel of his strong hands carressing my body, the weight of his muscular body, it was nearly too much. The worst and the best came when he began to fuck ME up the ass. I screamed with pain and delight. His big, hot cock up my ass made me think my anus was going to tear. He too stopped before cumming.
Finally, I turned onto my back. Ray mounted the table on hands and knees in a 69 position. His cock dangled in my face for me to suck as he sucked on mine. We licked each other, my hands carressed his legs, ass, anything I could hold on to. We climaxed and came into each other's mouth, licking, swallowing, enjoying each other thoroughly. When we'd finished, he turned, grabbed hold and rolled me on top of him. We kissed, our tongues deep into each other's throat, the taste of each other's cum mixing as our tongues probed. I licked the beading sweat from the hot, golden brown skin of his stomach, then his chest, then his shoulders, then his neck and finally his face.
When it was all over, we lay on the table, me on top, my head on his silky soft chest. My fingers played with his limp penis. Even limp, it was impressive and BIG! "I've wanted to do this for so long, sir," he said. "Every time I came to class I thought about you. I couldn't concentrate on my work."
"Well, Ray," I said, "I hope your marks will improve now!"
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