Summer Scholastics

Nathan woke, confused but comfortable. His head was somewhere soft and a hand rested on his butt. He opened his eyes to see that he was still in the teacher's lounge with his head in Mr. Thompson's lap.

He relaxed on the couch and into the crotch, starting to feel excited despite all of the previous activities. He was naked from the waist down, his shorts and briefs somewhere by the desk. He felt himself getting aroused being so close to his longtime crush and the first man to make him orgasm.

Nathan noticed he wasn't the only one becoming aroused as, despite the gentle snoring from Mr. Thompson, a hardon had begun to form in his teacher's khakis. Nathan rolled slightly to nuzzle his face into the mature man's crotch which caused the hand on his ass to slip and rest on the boy's hardening cock.

As Nathan encouraged his teacher's cock to grow, he noticed a wet spot forming and began gently licking at it. The man's breathing shifted slightly and Nathan froze, trying not to wake Mr. Thompson.

When the snoring resumed Nathan carefully lifted his right hand to reach for the zipper on Mr. Thompson's pants. He gingerly unzipped the slacks and as they opened to a forest of pubic hair Nathan got a good whiff of the man's musky scent. His cock was now rock hard and leaking against his teacher's hand. Nathan lifted the man's belly to get to the button on the pants and undid them fully.

The snoring stopped again and Nathan held still until it resumed. He lifted his head and reached into the fly of his teacher's pants and grasped the man's hardening penis. He extracted it from the khakis and finally got to see the cock he had fantasized about since sophomore year.

It was a girthy seven or eight inches of uncut beauty. It was surrounded by a forest of dark hair and a small dribble of precum leaked out of the tip. The smell was amazing and Nathan couldn't help himself from leaning in and having a taste.

Nathan had thought a lot about what a cock might taste like but was not prepared for the musky slightly salty taste he experienced. It was weird, but he thought he might like it. He gently pulled the foreskin back to expose the purple head and licked at the precum continuing to seep from his teacher's hardening cock.

He opened his mouth as wide as he could and placed the head inside. He licked it, sliding his tongue around the head, and sucked gently. He was drooling. He forgot his plans of being gentle and put as much cock into his mouth as he could. The head easily hit the back of his throat and the unprepared boy audibly gagged and pulled it out.

Mr. Thompson laughed and Nathan jumped not realizing that the mature man had been awake for his first taste of cock.

"It takes practice to be able to fit it all in and not choke," his teacher said gently, "do you want some more time with the material?" He winked devilishly at the boy who nodded enthusiastically.

Mr. Thompson lifted his ass off the couch slightly and pulled his slacks down to his ankles. Freeing his whole package for Nathan to marvel at.

"Here, kneel between my legs and take your time with it. You are doing great so far."

Nathan's chest swelled with pride and he slipped off the couch and got between his teacher's spread legs. Both teacher and student were fully erect and Nathan marveled at Mr. Thompson's hairy body. He rubbed the man's thighs and cupped the hairy balls. The hair covered down under his balls and Nathan assumed it ran back to the man's asshole.

"Ok take your dominant hand, grasp firmly but don't squeeze. Fuhh–oh yes! Just like that Nate. Good now slide your hand down toward the base– slowly, yes, good. Now back up–oh, that feels wonderful! Since you're circumcised you probably aren't aware that guys like me who have foreskin have very sensitive glandes, otherwise known as the head. If you focus on that area too much it becomes uncomfortable. Just give attention to all of it and you'll do great."

Nathan was loving this hands-on hard-on lesson.

"Can I put it in my mouth again sir?" He asked coyly.

"Please do, but don't feel the need to rush. Just put as much in as is comfortable for you."

So Nathan did just that. He pulled the foreskin up over the head and licked it gently. His teacher signed with pleasure. He opened wide and slid his mouth over the cock, sucking gently. Breathing through his nose he lowered himself down til he felt the tickle in his throat and backed off. He had gotten most of it in without gagging.

"Oh, Nate that's amazing, alright suck on it as you pull back and–oh, oh yes, boy. God, you're making me feel so good."

The praise was making Nathan even hornier. He sped up his pace. He wanted to make Mr. Thompson cum just like he had. He used one hand to gently jerk his teacher's cock while keeping it nice and wet with saliva as he sucked it. The groans his teacher made told him what to keep doing and eventually he had Mr. Thompson huffing and swearing in ecstasy.

He remembered right before he had orgasmed that his teacher had begun to play with his ass. Nathan went to do the same, trying to slide his hand under the man's ass toward his crack.

"Oh, Nate, if you want to play there, let's change the lesson up a bit. Here, let me turn around so you can get better access."

Nathan sat back while his teacher turned himself around so he lay half over the back of the couch displaying his large hairy ass to the boy. Mr. Thompson's legs were spread and his hard cock swung between his legs. His teacher reached back and grabbed each of his hairy cheeks to spread himself wide for the student.

"Alright, Nate. Get a good look, you like what you see?"

"Fuck yes Mr. Thompson," Nathan said while massaging his cock.

"Alright get some precum from the tip of my penis or spit on your finger and rub it on my hole."

Nathan did both, getting another taste of the pre for himself. He gently touched the man's exposed asshole. It was hairy and warm and soft.

"Now rub that lubrication around–mmm yeah, just like that. It's better if it's wetter," he chuckled.

Nate was engorged and enamored. He got close to Mr. Thompson's ass and spit on his finger a bit more. He pushed gently against the opening and felt his finger sink into a velvety tunnel.

"Oh sh– yes Nate. That's it. Probe my ass. Oh, you're making me feel grand."

Nate was slowly finger fucking his teacher's fat ass and his cock was dripping precum onto the carpet. He wanted to try something he saw online and couldn't hold back any longer.

Nathan grabbed both cheeks, spread them, and leaned face-first into his teacher's ass. The smell was musty and salty just like his cock. The boy gave an experimental lick and found it just as delicious He eagerly began licking and probing Mr. Thompson's ass with his tongue. From the sounds his teacher made he knew he was doing it right.

"Oh Nate, oh boy. How'd you learn-? uhhh so good, aah yes, Nate you're a natural ass eater. Fuck boy get in there and tongue me open."

Egged on by the positive reinforcement Nathan went all in. He reached between the teacher’s legs and started jerking the dangling cock while he devoured the man's hairy ass. Slobbering on the man's hole and shoving his face into the hairy crack. He pushed his tongue inside and spat into the hole. He rubbed his nose up and down the cleft and occasionally nibbled on his teacher's ass cheeks. Sliding his hand up and down the mature man's shaft.

"Na-Nathan oh, mm fuck oh you're making me-me oh oh," his teacher moaned shoving his ass back against the boy's face. Begging for more attention and a deeper tongue fuck.

Something snapped in Nathan, something deep and primal. He was overcome with the need to fuck his teacher. He removed his face from Mr. Thompson's ass and spat on the hole. He rubbed his slimy precum-covered hand on his cock and stood up. He stepped forward and aimed.

"Nate is everything ok?" his teacher asked, turning around. The look Nathan saw was one of concern, then awe, and finally greedy lust.

Nathan rubbed his cock head against the twitching salvia-soaked asshole of his teacher and pressed against the hole.

"Yess! Nate, fuck me," Mr. Thompson moaned, arching his back and pushing himself back against the boy.

Nathan entered the hot hairy hole in one thrust. He sunk deep into the velvety fat ass of his English teacher and shuddered. It was even better than the man's mouth. It gripped and squeezed his cock like a satin vice.

"Oh Nate, oh God your cock feels so good. Oh, you're so deep in me. Give me a-ah, oh oh, let me get used to it."

"Mr. Thompson, your ass is so hot. It's so tight oh, oh," Nathan moaned. He grabbed his teacher's wide hips and pulled the ass back onto himself, pushing in as deep as he could get.

"That's it, boy. Get in there. Show me what you can do."

At this point, Mr. Thompson had begun rocking back and forth. Fucking himself on the eighteen-year-olds cock.

"Give it to me, fuck me good."

"Yes sir!"

And Nathan was off rutting and thrusting into the hairy ass spread before him. He took long deep thrusts. Pulling almost out and shoving himself back in. His teacher shuddered and gasped begging to be used and filled.

"Pound my hole Nathan, make me your fuck toy!"

"Yes, take my cock! Give me that hairy hole!"

Nathan felt hot and floaty. His head was swimming in lust, buried to the hilt in the ass he'd been dreaming about. The feeling he knew well came upon him suddenly.

"Mr. Thompson I-i think I'm about to –”

"Yes, Nate. Keep going."

"Sh–should I pull out?" The boy stuttered, unsure of what was right.

His teacher responded by pushing himself backward on the boy's cock.

"Keep it in! Please shoot your hot load inside me, boy. Breed your teacher's big ass."

With that begging, Nathan lost control and started viciously thrusting. He felt himself cross the line and gripped the man's waist as he shot volley after volley of cum deep into his teacher's wanting hole.

He growled and grunted while the older man begged and pleaded for the teenager's seed. Nathan pushed himself deep into his teacher's hole.

"Oh Nate, yes, yess you're maaking m–mee, YES!"

Nathan was still shooting when he felt Mr. Thompson's hole clamp down on his cock, tighter than ever before. The man's cries were muffled as he'd shoved his face into the couch while beginning to cum hands-free from his student's pounding.

They groaned and rutted together both orgasming to the fulfillment of the other. Sweaty, sticky, and exhausted the pair slumped into the couch. Nathan was still buried deep in Mr. Thompson's cum filled hole.

After several minutes they had both caught their breath and Nathan had softened enough to slip out of Mr. Thompson's hole without moving.

"Alright, Nate I need to get off my knees," the teacher said; Nate pushed himself up from the couch. The teacher rolled down and onto his back. He spread his arms and legs wide for the boy to join him in a lying position on the couch. Nathan almost dove into the waiting arms of his teacher.

"I cannot believe we did that," Nathan said with his head resting on his teacher's furry chest.

"You were amazing," Mr. Thompson responded by kissing the boy on the top of his head. Nathan blushed and tried to hide his embarrassed face in between the man's hairy tits.

"No you were," Nathan said, muffled by the big man's body. They both chuckled and cuddled in the comfort of each other's presence.

“So Mr. Thompson…” Nathan began lifting his head, “can I ask an impolite question?” His teacher responded by nodding and smiling at the young man in his arms.

“Sir I thought you have a wife, and well, irregardless of the other stuff, were straight – ”

“First, it’s just regardless, irregardless is not a word and would be a double negative if it were. Secondly, I do have a wife but I am far from straight. She and I have… an arrangement about playing outside of the relationship.”

“So she knows you’re with me?” Nathan asked.

“Well not yet, the heat of the moment and all, but I will tell her tonight.”

“Oh, I didn’t realize that was something you could do…”

Their conversation was interrupted by both of their phones chiming at the same time.

"Can you hand me that?" Mr. Thompson asked since his pants were closest. Nathan reached into the pocket of the khakis on the floor and pulled out his teacher's phone looking at it briefly. The notification showed only listed that it was a text from a contact named “AW.” He handed it to his teacher and went to get his own phone to see what it was.

It was a text from his father asking when he would be home. Nathan realized it was almost dinner time and swore. He scrambled to get his clothes together and on his body. His teacher didn’t move, seemingly stuck staring at his phone. Nathan hopped around on one foot trying to pull his tight briefs up.

“Sorry Mr. Thompson, I have to run. This was amazing but it’s like five o’clock and I gotta get home.” His teacher looked up from the phone in his hand, he looked flushed and a little dazed but Nathan didn’t linger on the thought. Having pulled his shorts on he leaned over to his teacher.

“I need a goodbye kiss, or I'll feel cheap and used,” he said to the older man. His teacher’s face quickly changed to a soft smile and he put down the cell phone and leaned forward from his seat on the couch to kiss. It was a quick chaste kiss, a part of Nathan wanted more but knew he had to get going.

He pulled on his shirt and headed for the door to the hallway. Nathan turned to take one last look at the man who had changed his life only to see the color drain from Mr. Thompson's face as the man's phone began to ring. Knowing it was the polite thing to do Nathan opened the door and made his exit.

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Matthew stared at the phone in his hand. On the screen was a photo of himself bent over the couch he currently sat on. It showed his face of pure ecstasy with his student behind him holding his wide hips mid-thrust.

The same number that had sent this message was now calling him. He didn't know what to do. His mind raced at the consequences of his actions. The phone continued to ring.

He pressed the green ‘accept call’ button and put the phone to his ear.

"Hello Matthew," came a deep and familiar voice from the phone. "I see I am not the only one who gets to ride you hard and put you up wet."