This story, and the previous two istallments are compyright me, the author. I can be reached at: greenbriefs at gmail dot com.
Josh Jones was lying in his bed, contemplating the events of the past few days. His brother, Aaron, along with his friends, the twins Matt and Greg, had coerced Josh into having sex with them. Josh's boy pole was getting hard in his briefs has he thought about his brother's naked body and hard cock.
His daydreaming was interrupted by the phone. It was the dean's secretary; the dean wanted to see Josh. Josh's stomach leapt into his throat. What was this about? He jumped off of his bed, pulled a pair of pants on, tucked his shirt in, and put ona tie.
A short time later, Josh entered Mr. Harrison's office, wondering what the dean could possibly want with him.
"Mr. Jones," Harrison said. The administrator was standing in front of his desk, glaring at Josh. That didn't make Josh relax at all. Had he done something wrong? Did he know about what happened in the library?
As soon as Josh closed the door behind him, Mr. Harrison said, "I know what you've been doing, Josh."
"What?" Josh asked, suddenly very worried. How could Mr. Harrison know about Josh's recent sexual activity?
"Don't try to deny it. I know what filthy things you've been doing with the other srudents." The dean walked up to Josh. "I don't want to have to tell your parents about this."
"Oh, god, no..." Josh couldn't believe this.
"Don't worry. I think we can work something out. A suitable punishment to teach you a lesson."
"Yes, I'll do whatever you say," Josh said, both worried about what the punishment was, and relieved that his parents wouldn't be involved.
"Excellent," Mr. Harrison said, smiling. The dean walked up to Josh, placing his hands on the student's shoulders. "What do you think a young man like yourself has to offer me?"
Confused, Josh replied, "I... I'm not sure what you're saying, sir."
Mr. Harrison firmly squeezed Josh's shoulders with his powerful hands. "I want to see what you've been sharing with your fellow students." He stepped back from the boy. "Take off your clothes, Josh." he ordered sternly.
A chill ran up Josh's spine. "What was the dean planning?", he worried to himself. Knowing he didn't have any choice, the teenager began with his tie, then he unbuttoned his shirt. After taking that off, he undid his belt and, glancing at Mr. Harrison, shucked his pants down to his ankles. He kicked his shoes off as pulled his pants off. He straightened up, facing Mr. Harrison.
The teacher stared at the boy. Josh was now clad in his usual tight-fitting T-shirt, green brifs, and a pair of black socks. "Take off the shirt," he commanded.
Josh peeled it over his head and tossed it into the pile of his other clothes. Josh's embarrassesment was palpable. His boyish face was covered in dread as Mr. Harrison lustfully eyed Josh's nearly-naked body.
The older man placed his hands on the boy's smooth, bare chest. "Yes, this is very nice," he said, feeling the boy's naked flesh. Mr. Harrison's hands roved across Josh's round shoulders and down his slim arms, up his flat stomach and back to his mildly-defined chest.
"Do you like to suck cock, Josh?"
"No way," Josh said quickly, nervously.
"Don't lie to me young man. You like sucking the other boy's dicks, don't you?"
"Y-yes, sir," Josh respnded, drooping his head in embarassment.
"You like sucking the older boy's cocks, don't you?" the Dean asked, moving his hands to Josh's flat stomach.
"Yes sir."
"Does it get you excited?" he asked, now pressig his palm to the front of Josh's briefs. Josh's cock was getting stiff, responding to Mr. Harrison's gentle massage.
"And I think you like standing here naked." Josh's dick snaked to the side inside his briefs, getting harder as Mr. Harrison foldling it. The dean squeezed the engorged head, and Josh got weak at the knees, moaning.
"Good. Now sit down in that chair," Mr. Harrison ordered.
Josh sat in the wooden chair. The dean stepped behind his desk and retrieves some thin rope from a drawer. He walked to the back of the chair, tying Josh's hands behind the chair and then tying each ankle to a leg of the chair. He stepped to the side and opened up his pants and pulled out his hard cock.
Josh stared at the engorged member, so close to his face. "Do you know what I want you to do with this?"
"You want me to suck it, sir?" Joshed asked sheepishly. His own dick ws still hard inside his tight briefs. The man's pole was big, bigger than any of the boys' he had seen so far. It was fat and long, and dripped clear liquid fron the tip.
"That's right," Mr. Harrison replied. Josh didn't think he could take that fat dick, but this wasn't about what Josh wanted. The dean pushed his cock into the teenager's face. Josh opened his mouth, taking the man's dick in. He closed his lips around it and swirled his tongue around the head. He bobbed his head back and forth, vacuuming Mr. Harrison's big dick in. "Oh, yeah, suck my dick, boy," Mr. Harrison said. The teen's lips stretched around the thick shaft, not able to take much in his mouth. But Mr. Harrison kept shoving. Josh opened his throat, swallowing it.
Josh's hands and ankles strained against their bonds. He fet so helpless. There was nothing he could do to stop Mr. Harrison now, so he just gave in, letting the dean's lust infect him. He craved that thick shaft, opening wider for Mr. Harrison.
Now, with a couple inched lodged in his throat, he couldn't take any more. "Fuck, boy, you really do like my dick, don't you?" The dean began sliding it in and out. "You've had pleanty of practice on your classmates, haven't you? Answer me, boy."
"Mmm-hmm," Josh answered, looking up at Mr. Harrison while still sucking his root. "Oh, fuck, you're a piece of work. You should be sucking cock for a living, son." He pumped his tool in the boy's mouth like a piston. Josh's dick was leaking cum now, a wet spot appearing on his briefs. The deam leaned down to tweak the boy's small nipple, causing his sex toy to moan. After a couple more minutes of sucking, Mr. Harrison slipped his cock out of Josh's eager mouth.
Mr. Harrison was breathing heavy now, pounding his dick with his fist. He stood in front of the bound teenager and let loose a torrent of semen. "I'm gonna cum, Josh. Open your mouth." Josh obeyed. The dean's cock spewed ropes of hot cum on the boy's pretty face. Mr. Harrison squeezed his cock from the base to the tip, a dollop of jizz oozed onto Josh's outstretch tongue.
"You're one hot fuck, Josh." Mr. Harrison untied the boy. "Get your clothes on." Josh, covered in cum, stood up. His own teen cock was tenting his underwear while he scopped up his clothes. He used his T-shirt to wipe off as much of the dean's spunk as he could, then got dressed.
"You did good, Josh," Mr. Harrison said, now fully composed. "If you're going to act like a sex-crazed teenager, then expect to be treated like one. That's your lesson. You're excused."
"Thank you, sir," Josh said, then turned and exited the office.