The following series is a continuing series of fantasies which i have been experiencing for a few years about some of my classmates from my school life. Names have been changed. Hope you enjoy and i would appreciate your feedback. Thanks. Please don't reprint it, in part or in whole, without permission.
This is the fifth part of the series and there is ongoing continuity so some parts may not make sense unless you have read earlier parts which can be found elsewhere in this archive. Thanks for reading and i appreciate any feedback from readers at my email address.
Previously: I made a sex tape for Brad and he asked me to move in with him and I accepted his offer.
I ventured into Brad's room and saw that he was lying on the bed, having been waiting for me for who knows how long. It had been an age and I smiled, sinking into his muscular arms, my safety blanket against the world. We lay there for hours, not moving, just laying wrapped in each other until we both drifted into sleep. An expression of our love...
Even though I had moved in with Brad, I didn't really consider us to be in an official relationship, probably because we were the only ones who knew and probably because I had to put up with girls constantly flirting with him at school and grin and bear it. But it was also because I wanted adventure and to explore my sexuality. And I couldn't really do that with one person. This is why I needed someone else. Someone with experience. And I found the perfect candidate in Mr Matthews.
I had always had a bit of a thing for Mr Matthews. He had a sexy voice and he was still quite young, with a wife and two kids. So he was obviously straight then. Well, I was about to find out.
Today, we are learning about sexual and asexual reproduction.' He announced as the class entered and seated themselves. I glanced at Brad and he winked knowingly at me. Now, all of our cells have 46 chromosomes. In sexual reproduction, the sex cells or gametes, - which are obviously the egg for the female and the sperm for the male -- contain half of these each, 23. When they fuse together they form one nucleus and therefore have 46 chromosomes. Everyone understand? Good. Turn to page 29 and do the questions from the textbook.'
I did as instructed with my partner, Steven Howard, and we had soon finished. Steven was a rough looking kid, with a little facial hair and he was a smoker. I was mildly attracted to him which surprised me as I usually didn't go for people who smoke and have facial hair. He was an exception though. He was definitely a candidate for my `guys-with-experience' mission, after the tanned hunk that was Mr Matthews of course.
After finishing the class, I stayed behind after everyone else had left the class, if only to hear his sexy voice for a little while longer. `John? Is there something you wanted to talk to me about?' he asked, sending a shiver through me.
`Um... yeah there is. I don't really understand this topic.' I lied, saying it in my most modestly seductive voice, praying he would pick up on the fact that I wanted him.
`Well, if you don't understand, I suggest that you do more revision or you may need to consider getting a tutor to help you get your head around this topic.' He suggested, helpfully.
Hmm.' I pondered, pretending to give the matter some thought. Yeah, I suppose tutoring sounds good. Would you be able to tutor me as I know that you definitely understand the topics we are learning about.' I smiled seductively.
I could do that, yes.' He confirmed. We have just under 20 minutes until your next lesson starts, did you want to go over what we learned this lesson to keep it in your mind?' he asked, my reply being the affirmative that I had no plans for break time, licking my lips in anticipation.
`That's good.' He said, reaching his hands to my head, making it seem like he had finally caught on and was willing to conform to my wishes. He gently pushed on my shoulders, placing me in a kneeling stance, guiding my face down to his clothed groin.
Lesson one, Biology, basic male anatomy.' Mr Matthews declared. For your first piece of assessed work, you will have to demonstrate your ability to deliver a satisfactory blow job to a penis. Begin when you are ready.'
I smiled up at him happily before gently biting into the fabric with my teeth and mouth and munching on it while he chuckled delightfully. After about a minute of doing this, it sunk in that we didn't have all the time in the world and we should get this over with soon to avoid being found, which would get us both into a lot of trouble. I was just glad that the blinds covering the windows were drawn. I stopped and stood up, leading him to the nearest workstation and he propped himself up against it and I sunk down again, slowly groping his penis through his black trousers.
I had had enough of this when I felt his cock beginning to grow into a semi and I unzipped his trousers and slowly pulled them down to his knees. The sight before me was absolutely heavenly. In his boxer shorts, his cock looked absolutely massive, the bulge leaving nothing to my imagination, and this was when it wasn't even fully erect. I licked my lips in anticipation. I could hardly hold myself back. I wanted it so badly.
I tugged on his boxers, practically ripping them down and then observed his monster in all its glory. It was massive, at least 9½ inches, so long that it was slightly curved at the tip, but it didn't matter to me. All I saw was my next meal.
I leaned forward, licking the bottom of the shaft gently with my tongue before sliding up the entire length of it until I had the underside of his cockhead on my tongue. As I ran my tongue around him, swirling it around his head, he was moaning in ecstasy, even if it was quietly so we weren't discovered.
I could tell he was really getting into it because as I started to reach my mouth fully over the head, his hands got a grip on my head and pushed me down on him, forcing his cock deeper into me, making me choke from the unexpected forcefulness of my biology teacher. The choking soon subsided as I got used to deep throating his meat, and got used to the feeling of his pubic hair brushing against my nose and eyes. Using my hair as a movement mechanism, he began diverting me back and forth as I sucked his dick like there was no tomorrow and this was the end of days.
I had fantasised about this for ages, having jerked myself off to scenarios precisely like the one I now found myself in, and like with Brad, I could never have imagined it actually coming true before, so I tried not to get lost in the moment, as I wanted to.
I continued sucking deep and gliding my tongue over every millimetre of his meat, when he announced that we had five minutes left before the bell would signal the end of break and the start of the next lesson. Acknowledging this, I knew that it didn't really matter, because his weapon was slowly but surely enlarging, giving me the knowledge that it wouldn't be that long before he was going to cum.
True to my instincts, it wasn't long before the first shot of cum hit the back of my mouth, rebounding around my mouth and sliding down my throat and that was when I actually realised that what I had been doing was reality, not just another fantasy. More shots of his tasty liquid burst into my mouth, as his moans and breathing got heavier and louder, as I swirled my tongue around his head again, multiplying his pleasure and causing more and more cum to be deposited through my lips, with me eagerly swallowing every bit of it.
I was pretty sure that this was Mr Matthews first time doing stuff with another guy, and I thought it was probably likely that he had always wanted to do stuff to see what it was like and now he had fulfilled his wish. Or maybe it was just that he had wanted to do stuff with a pupil, even if not necessarily a male one.
I slowly plumped my lips off his wet, saliva covered cock, which had begun to deflate and licked my lips. He pulled up his boxers and trousers, accommodating his semi into place so it was not visible, before he spoke. `That performance warrants a score of 4 out of 10. Poor performance will not do, John. I am going to have to give you detention tomorrow lunchtime in my office so we can sort out this unsatisfactory behaviour. You've been a very naughty boy, John.' He said, sexily, his voice not portraying the disappointment his words suggested. As he began to walk away, I turned to him and he held up 8 fingers and winked at me, then left the room, leaving me alone, with a hard cock sticking out from my crotch, to think.
Well, I had got what I had wanted. Someone who had experience. The fear of truly being caught. And he wanted to do it again. Very soon. That was a good thing wasn't it. Surely it meant something at least.
I gently stroked my cock through my clothes while I thought, gently smoothing it down so that people passing me wouldn't see that I was turned on, before departing the room, not noticing that the door which led to an adjoining cupboard with scientific supplies, was ajar.
I walked cautiously. What I had just done was sinking in and a feeling of guilt was residing within me. I didn't want to run into Brad while I was in this state, for fear of confessing everything to him, which would really ruin the life I was making for myself. Plus the fact that he could tell when I was lying, which made me even more desperate to avoid him. Luckily he didn't talk to me too much at school so that people didn't get suspicious so I was saved by that grace.
And if my affair with Mr Matthews was to continue, I had to keep Brad in the dark. Didn't I?
But I don't know why I am complaining. I had got what I had wanted. Adventure. Fear. Experience. And I could certainly get plenty of thrills from Brad, my muscular, loving hunk, and Mr Matthews, my brown-eyed Biology beauty, without them knowing about each other. The only thing that mattered now was containing my secret. Because if that could be done, then things could certainly be said to be looking up.
TO BE CONTINUED...