Half a month had passed since the night Alex had invaded Mark’s home and fucked him senseless on the living room sofa. Surprisingly, Alex hadn't approached him since. They passed in the hallways, and Alex acted like Mark didn't even exist. Jake had cornered him a couple of times, rough and quick in empty corners of the gym, but lately, Jake was supposedly preoccupied with some new girlfriend and had left Mark alone too. A part of Mark felt immense relief, daring to hope that maybe, finally, it was over. That his life could return to some semblance of normalcy. But deep down, twisting uncomfortably in his gut, was another feeling – a strange mix of loss and a dark, shameful craving. He couldn't stop remembering the feeling of those thick, heavy cocks stretching him, violating him, tormenting his strong, masculine body until he was reduced to a moaning wreck.
Mark shook his head violently, trying to banish the degrading images. "I'm a married man," he told himself fiercely. "I can't keep letting these kids, barely out of high school, manipulate me like this, play me like some cheap toy. Even if they did have ridiculously huge cocks… Damn it!" He thought, frustrated. Stop thinking about their cocks! He felt like punching himself just to clear his head.
Mark ducked into the faculty restroom, splashing cold water on his face. A moment later, someone else entered. "Hey, Mr. Davis." Mark looked up – it was Nathan. Mark nodded a brief greeting.
Nathan stepped up to the urinal next to him, unzipped his pants, and started pissing, a strong stream hitting the porcelain loudly in the otherwise quiet restroom.
Mark suddenly remembered Alex’s comment about Nathan having a big cock… Hesitantly, unable to stop himself, Mark risked a quick sideways glance. He froze. Below a thick patch of dark pubic hair hung a heavy, dark cock. Even flaccid, it was impressively thick and long. Mark stared, feeling his face flush hot, his mind instantly picturing it fully hard, imagining the weight of it in his hand, the taste of it in his mouth, the feeling of it stretching—
"Mr. Davis?" Nathan's voice jolted Mark out of his shameful fantasy. Mark quickly looked away, avoiding Nathan’s questioning gaze, certain his face was beet red.
He practically fled the restroom, retreating to his office to try and regain composure. Jesus Christ, fantasizing about another student… What the hell is happening to me?
The rest of the day was a struggle. Mark couldn't shake the intrusive thoughts, replaying scenes with Alex and Jake in his mind, remembering the forbidden thrill, the overwhelming pleasure their rough cocks brought him…
He was lost in these thoughts until the final bell rang. Leaving his office, Mark found himself inexplicably drawn towards Alex's classroom. Peeking inside, he saw only Alex and Jake Riley lounging at their desks.
"Mr. Davis!" A middle-aged man stepped out of the classroom, greeting Mark.
"Oh, Mr. Ren, heading home?" Mark recognized the math teacher.
"Wish I could," Mr. Ren sighed, gesturing back into the room. "These two troublemakers were disrupting class again. I told them they can't leave until they finish this damn test." Mr. Ren was old-school and notoriously strict.
Mark felt a knot of anxiety seeing Alex and Jake together, but Mr. Ren continued, "Say, Mr. Davis, perfect timing! I've got an urgent family matter to attend to. Could you possibly stay and keep an eye on these two? Make sure they actually finish before they leave? You're a big guy, maybe you can keep them in line."
Mark swallowed hard. His gut screamed that staying was a terrible idea, yet some perverse, self-destructive impulse made him agree. "Sure, Mr. Ren. You go ahead. I'll watch them."
Mr. Ren thanked him profusely and hurried off. Mark took a deep breath and stepped into the classroom. Alex and Jake glanced up at him briefly, then went back to ignoring their papers. Mark felt a flicker of relief, quickly followed by a confusing pang of disappointment. He cleared his throat, trying to sound authoritative. "Mr. Ren had to leave. I'll be supervising. Get back to your tests."
Alex and Jake scribbled for a few more minutes, then tossed their pens down and started chatting loudly. Mark opened his mouth to reprimand them, then closed it, pretending not to hear.
"So, Jake," Alex said conversationally, "Heard you got a new girlfriend? Supposedly hot, right? How's it going?"
Jake snorted. "Yeah, she's hot. But a total tease. Flirts constantly but won't let me touch her. My balls are about to explode." He rubbed his crotch suggestively.
Alex smirked. "Girls like that just need a good hard fucking to straighten them out."
They continued talking casually, completely ignoring Mark standing at the front of the room, their conversation growing increasingly crude and explicit, making Mark’s ears burn.
Finally, Mark felt compelled to intervene. "Alright, you two," he started, his voice wavering slightly. "That's enough. Show some respect…"
Jake laughed mockingly. "Lighten up, Mr. Davis. Don't you know high school guys are horny as hell? Look how hard I am right now." He deliberately stroked the bulge in his pants.
Mark felt his own voice tremble. "Even… even so, you can't talk like that in school…"
Jake cut him off impatiently. "Yeah, yeah. Point is, how am I supposed to focus on this stupid test when my cock's this hard? Unless… maybe you have a solution, Mr. Davis?"
Mark’s heart hammered against his ribs. He stammered, "I… I don't know what you mean…"
Jake didn't waste time with words. He shoved his pants down, revealing his thick cock straining against the grey fabric of his boxers. He grabbed himself through the material, waggling it suggestively, a shit-eating grin on his face. "Maybe you could help me take care of this, Mr. Davis. Isn't it your job to help students with their… personal problems?"
Mark stared at the bulge, his throat tight and dry. Every rational thought screamed at him to run, but his feet moved forward as if disconnected from his brain. As he got closer, the strong, musky scent coming off Jake hit him, jolting his nerves, pulling him deeper under.
He stopped directly in front of Jake, who leaned back in his chair, legs spread wide. Mark took a deep, shaky breath, hesitated, then slowly sank to his knees, pressing his face against Jake’s straining crotch. The raw, sweaty smell made his head spin.
Jake grabbed Mark’s head, shoving his face harder into his boxers. "Cut the bullshit. Suck my cock."
Mark’s face was buried in the fabric, his nose pressed against the thick, hard shaft beneath. The heavy scent of stale sweat and precum hit him like a drug. He couldn't stop himself from inhaling deeply, his face flushing even hotter.
"Tsk, tsk, look at the horny teacher getting all worked up," Alex observed from the side, amusement dripping from his voice.
"Use that dirty mouth of yours to get these off," Jake ordered, his voice rough. "No hands."
Mark’s mind felt foggy, hazy. He obeyed numbly, using his teeth to grip the waistband of Jake’s boxers, awkwardly pulling them down. Jake’s thick bush of dark pubic hair sprang free, half-burying Mark's face. The intense male smell radiating from Jake made Mark’s own cock start to pulse insistently against his thigh.
After a struggle, Jake’s thick, dark cock was finally freed. It sprang up, hitting Mark lightly on the cheek. Mark stared at the impressive shaft, mesmerized, muttering unconsciously, "So big… so dark…"
Jake grabbed Mark’s hair impatiently. "Less talk, more sucking. I haven't gotten off all week."
Mark quickly took the thick cock into his mouth, sucking greedily.
"Fuck yeah, suck it good. You're a natural, aren't you? Know how to use your tongue too… Fuck, that feels good…" Jake leaned back, hands behind his head, groaning as Mark serviced him.
"This whore pussy like my cock?"
Mark mumbled incoherently around the shaft, "Mmm… good…"
"So you'll suck it every day from now on, right?"
"Yes… want big cock every day…"
Jake laughed smugly. "My cock's got you hooked, huh? Got a big muscle stud like you wrapped around my finger."
Mark didn't reply, his face burning, just focused on sucking Jake's cock. Suddenly, he felt a cold draft on his backside. He twisted his head slightly. Alex was standing behind him, having silently pulled down Mark's pants and briefs.
"Ah!" The unexpected exposure made Mark instinctively squirm, clenching his ass cheeks.
"Fuck, this pussy's already wet!" Alex exclaimed with feigned surprise.
"Mmm… no…" Mark tried to protest, but Alex didn't give him a chance, shoving two fingers deep inside his ass.
"Ah ah!" The sudden intrusion made Mark cry out. "Don't…"
"Hmph, still pretending to be shy with me?" Alex snorted, roughly fucking Mark’s ass with his fingers.
"Ah…" Mark groaned. The feeling of being filled after so long was intense, but two fingers weren't nearly enough to satisfy the deep ache that had been building for weeks. He squirmed restlessly, grinding his ass back against Alex's hand.
"Horny slut. Want something bigger, huh?" Alex taunted, seeing Mark's reaction.
Mark flushed furiously, focusing back on sucking Jake's cock, but his ass tilted higher, presenting itself more obviously.
Alex slapped Mark’s ass hard twice, leaving stinging red handprints on the tanned skin. He pulled out his own thick, dark, fully hard cock, pressed the head against Mark’s slick entrance, and began to push slowly inside.
"Mmm… Ah…" Mark groaned as he felt himself being stretched open, filled inch by agonizing inch. The friction of the rough cockhead against his sensitive insides made it impossible to continue sucking Jake’s cock. He pulled back, gasping.
Alex was entering him deliberately slowly, torturing him, completely different from his usual rough speed. Mark writhed, desperate. "Alex… faster… push it all in…" he begged, his voice strained.
Alex ignored Mark’s pleas, maintaining the agonizingly slow pace until he was almost fully seated inside Mark’s tight channel.
"Mmm… so deep…" Mark squeezed his eyes shut, gritting his teeth, panting harshly.
Once buried to the hilt, Alex finally began to move, pulling almost completely out before slamming back in hard, stretching Mark to his absolute limit with each brutal thrust.
The intense friction, the feeling of being completely filled and violated, ignited the desire Mark had been suppressing for weeks. It exploded through him in a tidal wave of raw need. "Ah… Fuck… yes… Big cock… so deep… love it… Alex…"
Alex gripped Mark’s large ass cheeks hard, manhandling the muscular body beneath him. "Fucking muscle whore. What did I teach you? What do you call me?"
Mark's eyes glazed over. "Daddy…" he gasped out. "Daddy fucks me so good… Daddy’s big cock is amazing… Missed Daddy’s big black cock so much…"
Jake whistled from his seat. "Damn, Alex. You really trained him. Hard to believe this is the same uptight muscle stud teacher. Got him acting like a total fucking bottom."
Alex laughed, smug and triumphant. "Muscle stud? Nah, he’s just a cock-hungry whore who belongs on his knees for me. Can't go a few days without getting fucked before his pussy starts itching. Bet he can't live without cock now."
Mark’s face was flushed crimson, like he was drunk. His mouth hung open, tongue lolling out slightly as he moaned, completely lost in the pleasure. "Ah ah… Teacher's pussy needs big cock every day… Works out every day… just so you boys can fuck me harder…"
Just as the three were caught up in their depraved game, the classroom door swung open again. Someone stepped inside. "What the fuck, Jake? What the hell are you guys doing in here?!"
Jake looked up from where Mark was servicing him. Nathan stood in the doorway, looking utterly bewildered. Jake slapped Mark’s cheek lightly with his cock, answering casually, "Fucking this teacher’s tight pussy, what does it look like? What are you doing back?"
Nathan was still processing the scene. "I… I forgot my textbook… But… why are you doing this in the classroom? And… with a guy?!" He looked closer at Mark, recognition dawning, his expression turning to disbelief.
The moment Nathan entered, Mark tensed up in fear, his ass muscles clenching instinctively around Alex’s cock. The sudden tightness almost made Alex cum. He punished Mark with several hard slaps to his ass before turning to Nathan with a grin. "Fucking guys is way better than fucking girls, Nathan. Especially fucking a tight-muscled piece of ass like this!"
Jake, seeing Mark’s panicked expression, winked at Alex. He reached into his desk drawer and pulled out the black blindfold, handing it to Mark. "Put this on," he ordered curtly. Then he turned to Nathan. "Wanna give it a try?"
Nathan snapped out of his shock, forcing his eyes away from the obscene scene. "No… no thanks…" he stammered.
Jake chuckled. "Don't bullshit me. Look down. Your cock's practically trying to bust out of your pants."
Nathan glanced down instinctively. Sure enough, a thick bulge strained against his jeans. He flushed, embarrassed, unsure what to say.
Jake pressed further. "Come on, man. Just try it. You won't know how good it feels until you do."
Nathan swallowed hard, his eyes drawn back to Mark, who was now blindfolded and kneeling on the floor. Alex had pulled out, leaving Mark’s abused hole exposed, twitching invitingly, slick with fluids.
Staring at the tempting sight, Nathan couldn't resist any longer. He dropped his pants. An enormous cock sprang free – easily as long as Alex’s, but noticeably thicker, heavier, with a pronounced upward curve.
Mark had been tense since Nathan walked in. Being used by two students was humiliating enough. If another one saw… The thought terrified him, yet his own cock remained stubbornly hard. He sensed Nathan moving behind him. A moment later, a thick, unfamiliar shaft pressed against his entrance.
Nathan felt a thrill of nervous excitement. He was actually still a virgin. Never thought his first time would be… like this. He took a deep breath, positioned the head of his massive cock against the tight opening of the muscular man kneeling before him, and slowly pushed forward.
"Mmm… too big…" Mark couldn't help but groan, even through the blindfold. "Easy… go easy…"
An incredible sensation shot through Nathan as he entered Mark's tight, hot channel – a hundred times more intense than jerking off. He gasped, gripping Mark’s hips, and began to thrust harder, more instinctively.
"Ah… ah… So big…" Mark cried out, overwhelmed. "Slow down… I can't take it…"
But Nathan was lost in the moment, fucking hard and fast, his movements becoming rougher, more desperate.
Alex laughed from the side. "So, Nathan? How's that man-pussy feel?"
Nathan nodded vigorously, panting, "Good… fuck, so good… So tight… grips so hard… I can't hold back… gonna cum!" Never having experienced anything like this intensity, Nathan exploded quickly, shooting a large load deep inside Mark's ass.
Jake roared with laughter. "Fucking rookie!" Nathan flushed but retorted defensively, "I can go again!"
Alex smirked. "Let the slut lick you clean first. Then you can have another go."
With that, Alex kicked Mark lightly, gesturing for him to turn around.
Mark hesitated, a flicker of fear rising – what if Nathan recognized him? But the blindfold was still mostly in place, and the memory of the incredible pleasure Nathan’s cock had just given him was overpowering. He turned slowly, kneeling to face Nathan. He fumbled for a moment, then found Nathan’s cock, still slick with his own fluids. Feeling its impressive size again, Mark whispered involuntarily, "So big…" then lowered his head and took the massive shaft into his mouth.
Nathan vaguely recognized the voice of the naked, muscular man kneeling before him, but the intense pleasure radiating from his cock drowned out any coherent thought. He instinctively grabbed Mark's hair, closing his eyes and groaning, "Ahh… fuck… feels so good…"
"Mmmph… mmm…" Mark struggled to take Nathan's entire length, using one hand to supplement his mouth's work, stroking the thick base.
After a few minutes, Nathan’s cock was rock hard again. Mark eagerly pulled back, scrambling onto the nearest desk, lying on his back and pulling his own muscular thighs up towards his chest, presenting his ass. "Quick… put it in… Use your big cock…"
Nathan didn't hesitate, slamming back into Mark's tight passage, beginning to fuck him hard.
Mark's body trembled violently under the powerful assault. Lost in the overwhelming pleasure, he didn't notice the blindfold slipping down his face until it fell completely onto the floor. His face, contorted in ecstasy, was fully revealed to Nathan.
"Mr.… Mr. Davis?!" Nathan stared in shock at the man beneath him – his usually strict, composed PE teacher!
Mark quickly threw an arm over his face. "Nathan… No… don't look…"
Alex laughed cruelly from the side. "What's to hide, muscle slut? Haven't you been dreaming about Nathan’s big cock fucking you senseless? Why pretend now?" He turned to the still-stunned Nathan. "See? Now you know the real Mr. Davis. Acts all tough in class, lecturing you boys, but secretly, he's dreaming about your cocks, wishing you'd use 'em to pound his tight little pussy raw!"
Nathan still couldn't process it. "Mr. Davis, how could you…"
Alex reached down, grabbing Mark's hardened nipple, twisting it. "Tell him yourself, Mr. Davis. Tell Nathan how you fantasize about your students fucking you. How you sit in class with your pussy itching, desperate for a big cock to scratch it."
Nathan’s cock was still inside Mark, but motionless. The lack of movement made the familiar itch return with a vengeance. Mark just wanted to feel that big cock moving inside him again. Covering his eyes with his arm, he stammered, "Nathan… my ass… it itches so bad… can you help me scratch it… with your big cock…"
Alex roared with laughter. "See? Teacher wants your help. You're a good student, right? Gotta fulfill your teacher's request!"
Nathan hesitated for a long moment, staring down at the flushed, trembling form of his teacher. Finally, he spoke, his voice strained. "Never knew Mr. Davis, Mr. Tough Guy, was such a fucking whore underneath! Sorry, teacher…" With that, he began to pound into Mark with renewed, brutal force.
"Mmm… fuck… yes… I shouldn't be such a slut… I'm bad… Nathan, punish my pussy with your big cock… ah… so deep…" Mark moaned incoherently.
Nathan fucked him like a machine, their bodies slapping together wetly, a white froth forming around their joining. "Mr. Davis, is this student satisfying you properly?" he grunted, mocking Mark’s earlier formality.
Mark’s eyes rolled back, drool spilling from his mouth. "Satisfied… yes… Your cock is so big… so hard… ah… Teacher feels so good…"
Jake and Alex exchanged smug grins. They walked over, pressing their own erections against Mark’s face. Mark felt the hot, demanding shafts and instinctively reached up with both hands, taking one cock while trying to lick and suckle the other simultaneously.
The three boys took turns fucking Mark relentlessly, emptying load after load onto and inside his muscular body, using him like a communal toy until darkness fell outside the classroom windows. Finally, sated, they left him there, sprawled motionless and covered in their sticky fluids on the dirty classroom floor.
