“What do you think is going to happen to Sean, Mr. P?, Jordan asked me after Sean left my classroom with rage.
“Your guess is as good as mine. I know one thing for sure, Mr. Jackson will do anything to keep us safe. I know I should not say this because you’re my student, but it is true that he loves my pussy and your throat way too much. He won’t let Sean mess with that.”
“That’s true. I guess we will just have to wait and see what happens next. Mr. P, I know Mr. Jackson said I shouldn’t get any ideas about fucking you, but honestly, I can’t stop thinking about how amazing it was. Truly amazing.”
“Whoa, Jordan, you have to watch what you say around here. The walls have ears, there are hidden cameras all over the school. If Mr. Jackson heard what you just said you’ll end up locked up like Mr. Young. I don’t want that for you. I am truly flattered by your compliment but my suggestion is you look for another ass to fuck. Someone closer in age to you, someone who is not under the watchful eyes of Mr. Jackson. You understand me, Jordan?”
“Yeah, I guess.”
“No, that’s not good enough. I need to hear you say it, Jordan. Say clearly that you will not even think about me or my pussy ever again.”
“I promise, Mr. P, this is the last I will ever speak of it.”
“Good boy, now get to your next class before you get a detention for being late.”
“Yes, Mr. P”
I sure hope Jordan meant what he said because I know somehow Mr. Jackson will find out. I don’t want that on my conscience.
Somehow I pressed through the day, but curiosity got the best of me. I wasn’t going to leave for the day without seeing Mr. Jackson. If I didn’t at least offer up my pussy before going home, I’m sure he’d be cross with me tomorrow.
I knocked on the door of Mr. Jackson’s janitor’s closet door because it was locked. Mr. Jackson opened the door and stuck his head out.
“What is it, pussy boy?”
“I was just checking in with you before I leave for the night, Mr. Jackson. I know you already used your pussy today, but I didn’t want to leave without seeing if you needed anything else from me.”
“What a good, obedient, pussy boy you are. You know what, why don’t you come inside. There’s probably something you should see.”
I couldn’t believe my eyes! Sean’s cock was inside Mr. Young’s mouth. Mr. Young was still tied up on the chair, blindfolded, and those noise cancelling headphones denied him any sound.
“Looks like I have myself an apprentice, pussy boy. I caught your student on camera looking pretty heated in front of the principal’s office. When he told me he was going to report my cocksucker and my pussy boy to the principal, I explained that the principal was busy and he should come and talk to me. After talking to the kid for a few minutes, I saw his potential. I asked him if he was interested in learning more about what I do, and here is his first lesson.”
“Mr. Jackson, you are indoctrinating a student!”
“I am doing no such thing, I’d say the boy is a willing participant. Look at him abusing that throat. You enjoying yourself, son?”
“Oh yes, Mr. Jackson. My girl won’t even suck my cock. This is awesome.”
“You see, pussy boy, nothing to be concerned about.”
“Should I let you continue your lesson? I don’t think I need to stick around.”
“Actually, it might be a good idea if you do. Don’t worry, I’m not giving my pussy to my young apprentice just yet. He’ll have to earn it, but watching him debase Young like he is certainly does put me in the mood to drop my nut. Let me see my pussy.”
I was bashful about pulling my pants down in front of Sean so I didn’t exactly rush.
“Hurry up pussy boy!”, Mr. Jackson barked.
I pulled my pants and briefs just below my butt.
“Step aside boy!”
Sean stepped off to the right. For an 18 year old, he sure did have a big dick. It had strands of clear throat slobber dripping from it. I tried not to look, but I couldn’t help myself.
“Turn around, let my gimp get my pussy wet.”
“What?”, I asked.
“Sean, how does this idiot teach you anything, he’s as dumb as a rock! I swear if this faggot didn’t have the sweetest pussy I ever did have, he’d be worthless.”
“I wouldn’t know, Mr. Jackson. I’ve never fucked a man’s ass before.”
“You mean pussy, son. These faggots have pussies. Let that be another lesson for you today. Just let me borrow my gimp’s tongue for a few minutes and it’s yours again.”
Mr. Jackson grabbed me by the hips and bent me over right in front of Mr. Young’s face. He lifted one headphone slightly and whispered something in his ear. Then I was pushed backward, my pussy hole was lined up and I felt a warm, wet tongue lapping back there.
I’d be lying if if I didn’t say it felt good, because it did.
“You know what kid? Your teacher sucks a really good dick. Why don’t you go on and give it a try? You can see how every cocksucker’s mouth is different.”
“Really Mr. Jackson?”
“Yes, if you’re going to be my apprentice, I’m going to show you everything you need to know. Well, almost everything, my pussy is still off limits. I let your friend dump his load in there just yesterday and I regret it. I need to preserve my pussy, can’t have anyone ruining what’s mine. Look at that twink teacher of yours bouncing my pussy back on my gimp’s tongue. Mmm mmmm, I can’t wait to get my dick up in there. Now go on, stuff that cocksucker’s mouth!”
I was in such a sex craze from getting my pussy eaten out that I didn’t even think about the line I was about to cross by sucking on my student’s cock. I opened willingly and next thing I knew, Sean was balls deep down my throat.
“Oh wow, Mr. Jackson, this feels so great! Mr. P sure does know how to suck a dick.”
“That’s because the faggot has had lots of practice sucking my big bone every single day of the school year.”
I noticed Mr. Jackson stepping behind me and a second later, Mr. Young was no longer licking my pussy.
“That’s right, gimp! Look at what you’re doing! Warming up my pussy! Get your face back in there!” Obviously, Mr. Jackson took off the blindfold.
“No, please! Let me go!”, he screamed.
“You’ve left me no choice, Young. Even after spending eight hours strapped down to this chair, you haven’t learned your lesson. You need to learn that I call the shots around here!”
Even with a mouthful of Sean’s dick, I saw Mr. Jackson come around the desk and pull out a vat of BenGay out of one the drawers.
“You’re gonna wish you didn’t fuck with me after I rub some of this on your balls, fucktard!”
Sean didn’t seem bothered at all by what was happening at my rear. His focus was on using my throat. His teenage balls smacked my chin as he used it for all that it was worth. I hate to admit it, but I could see why Mr. Jackson would want to teach someone like Sean. He was naturally dominant, owning my throat like it was god-given right.
In the meantime, I heard Mr. Young whimpering behind me.
“Please don’t! I promise! I’ll eat your pussy for as long as you like! Please, don’t do it! I’ve learned my lesson!”
Mr. Jackson was hell-bent on punishing Mr. Young for betraying him. He ignored the pleas and once the first handful of BenGay was rubbed all around Mr. Young’s nuts he howled in great discomfort.
Mr. Jackson pushed his face back into my crack to muffle the wailing cries.
Once my pussy was exactly how Mr. Jackson wanted it, he pushed Mr. Young away and stepped behind me, quickly pushing his hard cock right up my pussy hole.
I was now being tag-teamed by my student and my pussy’s owner. The two of them were using both my holes together.
“See son, see why I go out of my way? It doesn’t get any better than this!”
“Yes, Mr. Jackson. I think I’m going to cum soon.”
“Not in my pussy’s mouth. Go and shoot your nut all over your principal’s face. Go degrade that motherfucker! Make him watch you!”
Sean laughed, “yes, Mr. Jackson. I have no problem with that.”
I was bent over, my hands on my ankles, but facing Sean’s direction. I saw him grab his dick in his hand and tug on it a few dozen times.
“Ohhhhhhh fuuuuccckk”, he cried as his cock spewed volley after volley all over Mr. Young’s face. I couldn’t believe how much spunk an 18 year old could produce. Mr. Young’s face was a complete mess!
“My turn to nut now, pussy boy!”
Mr. Jackson grabbed two fistfuls of ass flesh and went to pound town, using his cock to turn my insides into mush.
“Fuck yeah, pussy boy. I got a good one just for you!”
Mr. Jackson seemed to be hamming it up for his apprentice, really taking it to me, and pouring on the sound effects to exaggerate just how good my pussy was for his girthy cock.
Mr. Jackson slammed his nut deep inside me and then showed Sean my gaping and swollen pussy.
“See son, this is how you breed a faggot’s pussy. The great thing is you don’t even need a condom and you won’t end up getting caught up in child support payments. Fucking faggot pussy is the best and will keep you out of trouble.”
“Thank you for letting me in on all of this, Mr. Jackson, I really appreciate this. There’s so much to learn.”
“You know kid, you could create your own faggot pussy. Your friend has a great throat, I bet his pussy is even better. I can help you break it in if you like? It can be something we do together.”
“I’d like that, Mr. Jackson. I better go before my parents start to wonder where I am. I’ll see you tomorrow, Mr. Jackson.”
“Hey kid, you can call me Hank, ok? No need for all the formality, but not with these faggots. They need to be kept in their place. Especially these two right here. With all of their education and degrees they’re just as dumb as that wall. See you tomorrow, son.”
Sean zipped up and I finally pulled up my underwear and pants.
“I should probably go, too, Mr. Jackson, Sir.”
“Not so fast, I gotta do something about this loser and might you to help me.”
Mr. Jackson turned his attention to Mr. Young whose face was covered in drying teen cum and tears.
His eyes begged for relief and release.
“You think you’ve learned your lesson, Young?”
“Yes Sir”, he whispered.
“Louder, convince me!”
“YES SIR!”
“I want to hear you say out loud that I’m the boss and you don’t try to fuck with me ever again.”
“YOU’RE THE BOSS, SIR! I’LL NEVER FUCK WITH YOU AGAIN! I SWEAR ON MY LIFE!”
“Untie his hands, pussy boy.”
I untied Mr. Young’s hands.
“Stand up, gimp!”
Mr. Young tried to stand up, his legs were a little wobbly.
Mr. Jackson took a few photos of Mr. Young, front and back and then showed them to him.
“Take a good look at these pictures, fuckface! You try fucking me with me again, well, trust me, I can make things much worse for you. Much, much worse. You’ll regret the day you ever tried to fuck with me, and especially interfering with my pussy!”
“I’m sorry, Sir. It won’t happen again, Sir.”
“Pussy boy, put more of this on its balls. I want to remind this son of a bitch of the consequences when he fucks with me!”
I reluctantly dabbed a healthy dollop on my fingers and coated Mr. Young’s nuts with the lotion.
“Ohhhh nooo, it stings so bad! Please! No more! No more! I just want to go home! I promise! Sir, please!”
“Pussy boy, give it its clothes. Young, you pathetic good-for nothing, waste of a human being, I’m giving you one minute to get your clothes on and get the fuck out of my sight!”
Mr. Young tried to use his underwear to wipe his face of all the cum that was no doubt in his nose and in his eyes.
“Oh no you don’t!”, Mr. Jackson pulled them away and threw them in the trash bin.
Mr. Young quickly pulled on his pants. His cock looked so heavy in that chrome metal sheath. I could see its outline in his obscenely tight dress pants. Then he put his dress shirt on, didn’t even bother to button it. He grabbed his shoes and socks, and looked like a disaster leaving Mr. Jackson’s closet.
“That bitch had it coming pussy boy. I should have made that piece of shit grovel at my feet! Eight hours of penance is nothing for his crimes against me! Motherfucker! I’ll get him tomorrow! I can be a real mean bastard when I pissed off. Don’t ever piss me off, pussy boy!”
“No Sir, Mr. Jackson, I only aim to please you.”
“As you should. Good boy.”
“Thank you, Mr. Jackson, Sir.”
I left Mr. Jackson in his office. I couldn’t help but think about recent events. Mr Young was now a locked cocksucker, paying the price for crossing Mr. Jackson. Jordan was a cocksucker in training, Sean was now an apprentice, but above all, I was Mr. Jackson’s special pussy boy. What an honor and a privilege. Somehow, I felt good about where I placed in Mr. Jackson’s harem of fuck toys.
I went home and was making myself dinner. I had the tv on in the background, enjoying the time to myself.
As I was sitting down eating and relaxing, my doorbell rang.
I wasn’t expecting anyone.
“Who is it?”, I asked a little cautiously.
“Mr. P, it’s me, Jordan, I really need to talk. I’m sorry to bother you at home.”
I opened my door and welcomed Jordan inside.
“Jordan, what’s wrong? What are you doing here? How did you know where I live?”
“Mr. P, seriously, it wasn’t hard to do a simple internet search to locate your address. I just don’t have anyone else to talk to. I don’t know what’s going on but ever since I told Sean that I’m gay, he’s been so mean to me. We used to be best friends, now he treats me like shit.”
“Hey! Watch your mouth, Jordan! I am your teacher!”
“I’m sorry, Mr. P., I’ll try. Sean just came over to my house and tried to have his way with me. He said something about Mr. Jackson and learning from him. He just seemed so different. He pushed me against the wall in my bedroom and tried to yank my pants down. He called me a faggot and said I needed to obey him. It was so crazy!”
“Oh jeez. I was afraid something like this might happen. Maybe I can try to explain. Mr. Jackson told Sean that he reminded him of himself when he was Sean’s age. He had taken Sean under his wing and called him his apprentice. Mr. Jackson won’t let Sean anywhere near my pussy, and suggested he go after yours. I guess he wasted no time, huh?”
“No, it was like he was possessed!”
“Well, I think Mr. Jackson was behind that. I just didn’t think he’d try so soon.”
“Mr. P, I don’t know what to do? I guess I’ve always thought Sean was hot, but I’ve never let anyone top me before. I’m scared. I pushed Sean off of me and ran out of my house. That’s when I looked you up and here I am. I just needed to get away from him.”
“Jordan, it’s ok. I understand. Can I ask you a question?”
“Yes, I guess.”
“Are you attracted to Sean?”
“I know him since we were in first grade, we’re like brothers.”
“That’s not what I asked you, and now the dynamic has changed. You were like brothers at one time, but now things are very different. You’ve come out as gay, Sean has been exposed to Mr. Jackson. So I will ask again. Have you ever been attracted to Sean?”
“I guess, yes. He does have dreamy green eyes, and that smile. I just want to kiss his lips. He is so hot.”
“So what’s the problem? You like him, this is obvious.”
“I’ve never been topped before. I’m afraid if he does top me, our friendship as equals will be over.”
“Jordan, dear boy, you never were equals. Sean has an innate need to dominate faggots like us. It’s in his DNA, just like it is in ours to submit ourselves to men like Mr. Jackson and in your case, to Sean. My advice is not to fight it. Give in to your true self. You will learn things about yourself you didn’t even know, as will Sean. Take the journey together.”
“I’m so glad I came to talk to you, Mr. P. I think I will go for it.”
“Great, just take your time. Tell Sean to go easy on you, and remember to relax, breathe through it. Sean does have a pretty sizable cock so you’ll just want him to go slow.”
“Wait a minute! How do you know that Sean has a sizable cock, as you called it? Has he fucked you?”
“No, no, nothing like that. I meant that from what I can tell, he has a big bulge in his pants.”
“Mr. P, I can tell you’re lying to me. You’ve seen it, haven’t you?”
“Jordan, yes, but that’s all I am going to tell you. Now I’m going to finish my dinner, you should go home.”
“Yes, Mr. P, but I have one more question. What about Mr. Young? Is he like us, too?”
“Good question. No, I don’t think he is and that’s his problem. Mr. Young is probably more like Mr. Jackson and Sean. The issue is, Mr. Young is wrestling for control and hasn’t been very successful, he’s paying the price.”
“He sure is. I feel sorry for him.”
“I don’t, Jordan. He made a choice. A bad one at that.”
Jordan gave me an endearing hug before leaving. I swear that boy had an erection that I felt on my thigh, but I didn’t pay any mind to it. I wondered if he would give up his anal virginity that night or not? I tried not to picture Jordan and Sean getting it on, but it was impossible.
After cleaning the dishes, I went down the porn rabbit hole and found some hot older/younger porn, which really got me off. Once I’d blown my nut, I was ready for bed.
The next morning, I was walking past Mr. Young’s office. “Hey, Prince, could I talk to you?”
“Only if it’s about a school related matter. I don’t want Mr. Jackson to see us together.”
“You gotta help me! I can’t do this any longer. I’m going out of my mind. You saw what he did to me yesterday? Do you know how long it took me to wash that crap off my balls? And he made me leave with all that cum all over my face? And did you see how he made me eat your ass? And the worst part, suck a student’s cock? None of this is alright!”
“Mr. Young, you forgot about that whip. I don’t even know how you are sitting today.”
“It’s called padded underwear, Prince. If I didn’t have it, I couldn’t sit. Enough is enough. Are you in or out?”
“I’m out. There’s no way I’m getting involved with anything you are planning. Keep me out of it. If I were you, I would just go along with the plan. You wanna keep wearing that lock on your private parts, Mr. Young? There’s no telling what else Mr.Jackson will do to you.”
I looked over my shoulder and headed straight to my classroom.
Just before the first class was to begin, Jordan appeared.
“Mr P! Mr P!”
“Good morning, Jordan. What’s up?”
“I took your advice. I let Sean take my anal virginity last night.”
“How was it?”
“I can’t explain it. He wasn’t gentle at all, Mr. P. In fact, he bent me over the hood of his car, spit on his cock and shoved it right up my butt. He was rough, slapped my ass a few times and called me his faggot. After he came inside me, he turned me around, spit in my face and left.”
“That sounds terrible, Jordan. I’m sorry.”
“No, no, don’t be sorry. I loved it! The way Sean treated me last night woke something up inside me. I never felt so alive. It was so awesome, I actually thanked him before he left.”
“I see. Well, that’s interesting, Jordan. I think we should talk more about this later. You better get to class.”
“Yes Mr. P”
I wondered how all of this was going to play out…
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