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Subject: What I Saw/second installment The following story is purely fictional. It contains explicit content; if this is illegal in your area-move-or DON”T READ IT. Comments/feedback welcome. “WHAT I SAW TOO” I couldn’t believe it. It was happening again. I was about to be a witness to another scene of base desires and total debauchery. God What A Great Life! I had barely recovered from seeing my social studies teacher dominate and sexually torture one of my classmates, when two days later I was again staying late after practice to complete my workout. I now felt like I was hyper sensitive to the sexual currents flying around the gym area and the locker room. The images I had seen yesterday were still emblazoned on my mind and I was defiantly picking up some vibes in the deserted school.someone was having sex! I was anxious not to give away my presence in the building and blow my chances to witness another potential mind blowing coupling like the one between Mr. Halen and Bobby. I imagined that it must be those two up to it again and I was eager to see what would happen this time. I tentatively followed the sounds through the vacant school. The trail led not to the bathroom off the locker room like the other day, but to the equipment room down the hall. I crept slowly up to the doorway outside and carefully. slowly peered in. I felt like I had just looked straight into the sun, I could do nothing but close my eyes and watch the spots dance on the inside of my eyelids from the brightness of the scene I glimpsed playing out in the metal fenced walls of the sports equipment room. Standing there spread eagle, wearing just jeans was Shawn, a senior that was on the wrestling team with me. He was about 5’7″ with dark hair. I had always fantasized about Shawn; he was one of those guys that had smooth, long muscles-like a swimmer. In the locker room during change ups I would surreptitiously check him out-he was truly beautiful. Now this hot young guy was standing with his back to me with both arms raised above his head. I could see that his hands were tied at the wrist to the wire grating of the equipment cage with two jock straps. His head was down and he was whispering something softly-I couldn’t make out his words but I could definitely see whom he was talking to. Mr. Halen the hot social studies teacher from the other day was standing behind Shawn in the cage. He was wearing chinos and his dress shirt was already unbuttoned, (apparently they were just getting started). As I looked in he was just staring at the sight of the shirtless boy tied up in front of him. He was repeatedly running his hand down his muscular, lightly haired torso, tweaking his nipples as his hands traveled his chest. He was moaning low in his throat. Outside, on the other side of the cage was Mr. Franklin, the gym teacher. Now Mr. Franklin defiantly requires description. Oh, where to begin. he was about 35 or 40 years old. He was black, about 6’5″ and extremely muscular. His head was shaved totally bald. He was wearing a pair of gray sweat pants and nothing else. He stood facing Shawn, his eyes seemed to devour the boy. He was leaning in, his face almost pressed against the wire of the cage, speaking to him. “You ready boy? Ready for the things we’re going to do to you?” Shawn slowly raised his head; he looked the big man right in the eyes-and spoke in a low throaty voice. “Yeah I’m ready, I told you I’d do what you said as long as he-he jerked his head back, gesturing at Mr. Halen, gives me a passing grade in his class so I can keep my sports eligibility.” “Oh you’ll get a passing grade alright-you’ll get a lot more than that, Bitch.and you know what? I think your going to like it.” Growled Mr. Halen. Mr. Franklin and Mr. Halen locked eyes and gave each other an imperceptible nod. Mr.Halen began running his large hands down Shawn’s back. It was like he was trying to memorize his skin. He was roughly kneading the muscles and every now and then his hand would slip around Shawn’s torso and he would caress the boy’s nipples. Meanwhile Mr. Franklin just stood back and watched. His hand began to stray to he crotch and he started rubbing and stroking his cock through the thin fabric of the sweatpants. Mr. Halen’s hands were becoming more and more insistent. He started to let his fingers slip into the waistband of the boy’s jeans. It was an amazing sight. Shawn’s ass was round and firm, the jeans were faded out in two soft spots right over his ass cheeks. His back was nicely tan and had that triangular appearance that tapered to his trim waist. It seemed that all the touching was starting to affect him as well. He began to shift around, pushing his ass back. His arms pulled at the bindings a bit and his breathing seemed a bit more labored. Looking at the gym teacher it was becoming clear that the action was defiantly affecting him. The front of the gray sweats were beginning to tent out obscenely. I could make out the outline of his dick and even in this semi-hard state it was about 9 inches long. It was all I could do not to moan out loud in anticipation of seeing the whole thing rigid and exposed. I sank to my knees and freed my super-hard cock. Mr. Halen was continuing his ministrations; he was now freely running his hands into the boy’s jeans. He had yet to push them all the way down and actually touch the rounded globe of Shawn’s ass, he was just repeatedly running his hands down the muscled back and into the top of the tight pants. His fingers would just trail the beginning swell of that glorious ass. From my viewpoint I could see that Mr. Halen was already rigid. His cock was lying along his stomach, trapped in his white briefs. Due to its size, the entire cock head was above the tight waistband and the huge mushroom shaped head was bright red with a clear drop of precum glistening in the piss slit. “Ready for a little more action, huh cunt?” whispered Mr. Halen right into Shawn’s ear. Shawn lifted his head, and shook the hair out of his eyes. I could see that his face was flushed and he was licking his lips. “Yeah.whatever.do what you want.” Mr. Halen grabbed the back of the boy’s head and forced him to look forward. “Take a look at what you’re going to get.” Shawn looked at Mr. Franklin. He was still wearing the sweat pants but now his cock was fully erect. It was an awesome sight. It must have been about 12″ long and THICK. I could clearly see the size and weight of it straining at his pants. There was a quarter sized wet spot right at the top near the elastic waist where his cock head had leaked through the fabric. The big black man was pulling at his balls through the pants, making his cock flex and pulse. Shawn’s eyes locked on to his crotch. I could see his eyes bulge in surprise at the size of the gym teacher’s penis. A groan escaped from his lips. Mr. Halen was now running his fingers up and down the crack of Shawn’s ass through his jeans. He was bent over slightly to get a good look at the ass that was soon to be his. I could tell that he was intently rubbing right where the boy’s twitching asshole would be. Mr. Halen leaned back, which allowed me to get a good look at his hugely tented white underwear. He stepped back and slipped his shirt from his shoulders and slipped his pants down. The older man had a nice rounded ass and now looked incredible standing there in just white briefs. He reached around Shawn and popped the first button on the jeans he was wearing. This gave him the slack he needed to lower the jeans a few inches. Shawn’s tan line was now sharply defined. The top swell of his ass was just showing and it seemed to glow in the low light of the equipment bursa escort cage. “AWW shit. look at this.I can’t wait to see the whole thing”. The teacher muttered. Shawn was now visibly agitated. He was pushing his ass back further and unconsciously had spread his legs wider. His eyes were still glued on the actions of Mr. Franklin in front of him. “C’mon just do it.what are you waiting for?” the boy asked. His voice seemed sharp with a definite edge to it. Mr. Franklin leaned forward as put his face right up to the mesh of the cage, his lips grazed the wire and Shawn leaned in.looking for a kiss? “We want you to beg for it little man.” Franklin said. Shawn pulled back a bit “Fuck you” Both of the older men erupted into laughter. “Oh you’ll beg alright.” Mr. Halen again pushed Shawn’s head forward, this time not stopping until his face was pressed brutally against the cage. Mr. Franklin leaned in and this time his lips made contact with Shawn’s. He began to lick and suck at the boy’s mouth through the wire. At first Shawn made some attempts to struggle and move his head away but that soon ceased. Mr. Halen went back to rubbing the jean clad crack of the young man’s ass and running his hand up and down the tan back. One hand still firmly held Shawn’s head and I could hear both Shawn and Mr. Franklin making wet noises. The teacher was now running his hands more freely into the waistband of the boy’s jeans. He took his hand off Shawn’s head and reached around and popped another button on the pants. Before bringing his hand back around he slid it over the rippled stomach and rounded chest muscles of the teenagers. He brought his other hand around and began to pinch and stroke the hot hard nipples that he was now sporting. Mr. Halen stood up straight and began rubbing his underwear-clad erection all over the boy’s ass. As he did he was leaving a wet trail of precum on the surface of the faded jeans from his exposed cock head. Shawn would notably gasp when the top of his ass or the small of his back would come into contact with the hot tip of the teachers cock. It seemed as if the turgid flesh was burning his exposed skin. I also noted that instead of puling away when the hand was removed from the back of his head Shawn was straining to lean in further. His lips were red and swollen from the sucking attention of the black gym teacher and every now and again he would offer his pink tongue through the grating to be sucked into the hot mouth of the older man. From where I was now kneeling in the locker room I could see that Mr. Franklins cock was twitching and throbbing in time with his heartbeat. He was running his hands repeatedly over his balls and nipples, working himself up to a fever pitch. Mr. Franklin seemed to go into overload from the stimulation of his own hands and the boy’s hot mouth. He groaned and stepped back breaking the marathon kiss. A shining string of saliva still connected him the teen. He slowly placed his hands on his hips and began to slide the soaked gray sweats off. Shawn’s eyes slowly opened and fastened between the man’s legs. Mr. Franklin moved as if in slow motion, he slid them further and further until his erection sprang away from the material. His cock was amazing. It was blue/black with a reddish/purple head. 12 inches long and so thick around I knew I couldn’t close my hand around it. It jutted out from his tightly muscled body, and the sheer size pulled it down so that it was perpendicular to the ground. His balls were the size of golf balls and hung heavy in their sack. He was truly an awe-inspiring man. Shawn apparently agreed because once the pants were down he began to moan and push his hips back into the rubbing cock of the social studies teacher even more fervently. The gym teacher stepped forward and resumed his mouth play with Shawn, this time though he pressed the underside of his huge shaft and dripping head against the grating of the cage. Mr. Halen noted this and slowly removed one of his hands, that was fastened onto the sharply erect nipple of the boy and reached up to untie one of the boy’s jockstrap-bound hands. He loosened the cloth and moved Shawn’s hand down. The minute the boys fingers made contact with the hot sticky head of the man’s cock he groaned and jerked involuntarily. With encouragement from the teacher he began to rub and stroke the cock through the fencing. At this point all he was allowed was what he could touch pressed against the cage, but I could tell he wanted more. His fingers began to try to force themselves through the hole and grasp the pulsing cock. The opening wasn’t quite big enough and he was frustrated in his attempts. He continued, though to touch and rub the entire slick penis that was available to his seeking fingers. I could barley catch my breath, the sight of the boy’s white hand against the rigid vein roped black cock was too much. I took my hand away from my own slimy cock and sat back on my heels. I needed to calm down or I’d shoot right now. Meanwhile Mr. Halen had worked another button open on Shawn’s jeans and had pushed them lower on the boy’s hips. Now I could see the cleft of his buttocks. His ass crack looked shiny with sweat and the skin of his cheeks impossibly white against the tan of his lower back. I could also clearly see shiny trails of precum smeared all over the top of his ass and in the deep well made by his back muscles at the base of his spine. Mr. Halen pulled his hips away and looked down at his dick, it was jerking wildly and slapping against his hard stomach. He adopted a look of concentration and I could tell he was willing himself not to cum. I remembered vividly his staying power from the incident I had witnessed yesterday with Bobby. “God you’ve got me all hot.your ass is incredible.and I haven’t even seen it all yet.” The older man growled. Shawn barely registered that he was being spoken to. He looked lost. He was breathing heavy and his mouth was puffy from being pressed against the cold metal of the cage. He was also eagerly receiving the kisses being lavished on him by the older black man. His hand was busy pressing and cupping as much of the dripping cock that he could reach. Abruptly Mr. Franklin stepped back. He grasped his pulsing 12″ black cock in his hand and aimed at a hole in the cage grating. It was close but it fit through. Now his entire rigid penis was on Shawn’s side of the fence. It was slick and wet with the precum the boy had worked out of it. Shawn looked down and in a voice choked with lust said, ” Oh my god look at it.it’s so fucking huge.it’s sticking straight out and oooh.it’s just fucking dripping.uumm” He immediately reached forward with his freed hand and wrapped his fingers totally around it. Needless to say they didn’t fit. He began to earnestly run his hand up and down the throbbing cock. His hand slid freely making a wet sound from all the natural lubricant the cock had excreted. At the purple crown he swirled his open palm over the head roughly, while Mr. Franklin groaned and gasped. The man’s cock began to tremble and when Shawn released it for a second it jerked and a huge drip of clear fluid dripped to the floor. As he pulled his hardon back through the grating Mr. Franklin said, “I’m too close boy, I can’t take that much hand work.you’re just too hot.” He stood still just staring at the hot frustrated boy in front of him, trying to calm down. “C’mon.let me jerk you off.I want to now.” Shawn said. The two older men locked eyes and just smiled knowingly. Mr. Halen reached over and undid another button on Shawn’s jeans. He then placed his hands on the boy’s hips and slid the pants down lower. Now most bursa escort bayan of Shawn’s ass was bared, and what a sight it was. It was perfectly round and creamy white, the skin looked perfect and the crack was enticingly shiny and hinted at a wisp of light down around the hole. I could now clearly see that Shawn’s cock was absolutely, fully and painfully erect. It was about 8 inches long and vein covered. It was shiny with precum and I could see that it was pulsing in time with his rapidly beating heart. Mr. Halen firmly grasped both ass cheeks in his two hands and began to knead them and alternately press them together and pull them apart. Shawn gasped. Mr. Franklin began leaning forward and lewdly sticking his tongue through the cage. Shawn responded immediately by leaning forward and capturing it in his hot wet mouth. He began to suck up and down the tongue like it was a cock all the while the older man moaned and thrust forward. Mr. Halen thrust his underwear down and stepped out of them. His rigid cock bounced up and down with this violent action. He dropped to his knees with his burning face even with the hot white ass spread before him. He reached up and pulled the tight jeans to the boy’s ankles and assisted Shawn to step out of them, now the teenager was completely naked. He looked up, eyes clouded with lust at the display before him. He began to softly run his flat palms over the boy’s exposed ass flesh. Shawn spread his legs even further apart. His testicles were now visible between his legs and he was thrusting back against the man’s hands earnestly. Mr. Franklin broke the sucking kiss once again and scooped his own aching swollen balls into his fist. He thrust his hips forward and roughly forced his testicles through the fencing. Once on the other side of the fence Shawn gently cupped the bruised orbs in his hot palm and began to pull them firmly and rhythmically away from the black man’s body. With each tug on his balls the gym teacher would gasp and his turgid cock would slap forward against the fence.it would also ooze precum with EVERY SINGLE TUG. Mr. Halen was leaning forward letting his hot breath blow on the boy’s exposed ass. He had both hands pulling the ass cheeks apart and the air was hitting Shawn directly on the hot lips of his asshole. “Oh yeah look at this.I can’t wait to force my tongue in there.I’m going to lick you to orgasm.” He murmured. Shawn tried to bend over and force more contact. He was limited in his movement by the jock still binding one of his hands to the side of the cage. His other hand was still busy working over the huge, hot black balls of the gym teacher. At the boy’s sign of acquiescence Mr. Halen smiled and pulled away. “This won’t do.you’re a bit to eager kid.” he said. He reached down and picked up the discarded jock that he had initially used to bind the boy’s hand. He reached between the boy’s legs and roughly grabbed his balls. Shawn groaned. “Hey what are you doing?” he asked, there was a touch of fear in his voice. “Shut up and give me your tongue cunt.” said the black man at his face. Shawn warily leaned forward and in a second was lost in the sensation of his tongue and mouth being devoured through the wire mesh. Mr. Halen wound the jock around Shawn’s scrotum above the balls he had fisted in his hand. He also ran some of the cloth between the testicles separating them brutally. I realized that this would effectively keep his balls from retracting and thus prevent my classmate from cumming. God what delicious torture. Shawn groaned at the sensation of having his balls trapped tight away from his body and separated. The immediately began to look swollen and red. Smiling at his handy work, Mr. Halen leaned forward again and began his hot breath treatment to Shawn’s split open ass. This time he also began to cup and rub the rock hard, bound balls between the boy’s legs. Mr. Halen grasped the boy by the hips and pulled him back to the limits of the wrist binding. So now Shawn was bent over with that one arm above him straining against the jock. His head was now at waist level with Mr. Franklin on the other side of the cage. “Suck them.now” ordered Mr. Franklin. Shawn opened his mouth with an audible groan and began to lap at the swollen testicles. He mouthed them and moved forward and swallowed both balls. His cheeks puffed out and strained his lips. The man’s towering black cock rose above the boy’s face pressing against the grating. Precum was dripping down the shaft in a steady stream. Mr.Halen extended his tongue and began to lightly tease the boy’s twitching asshole. He would just touch the tip to the pouting lips and then alternately rub his rough cheeks over the boy’s smooth skin. He lips began to graze the hole and his tongue flickered faster and faster. The touch was still extremely light and soft. With his mouth full, Shawn was moaning and trying in vain to thrust his teased ass back harder on to the flicking tongue. He was emitting a long stream of sounds. Mr. Franklin pulled back stretching his scrotum until his huge balls popped wetly out of the teen’s mouth. “What did you say, Boy?” asked the gym teacher. Mr. Halen kept up the maddening flicking at the boy’s hole. Shawn gasped, “Ummm.please .put your tongue in me.oh god stop teasing. please, let me suck your cock.oh god I can’t take it.” Mr. Halen pulled his face away from the spread ass, his face and chin were wet and shining with spit. His cock jerked and twitched between his thighs. I saw that a clear pool of precum had gathered on the floor in front of where he knelt. It had run down his 10-inch shaft and collected on the floor. “Hey Jim. was that begging?” Mr. Franklin grinned down at his fellow teacher. “Yeah I do believe it was.” Mr. Halen deepened his voice and demanded, “DO YOU WANT IT BITCH?” Shawn couldn’t even speak he just groaned and nodded his head, his hair falling over his sweaty forehead. Mr. Franklin moved first. He pulled his balls back through the fencing, and again aimed his enormously swollen cock at the opening and thrust the slick cock through. Once the huge blue- black member was on Shawn’s side of the fence he immediately opened his mouth and tried to capture the dripping tennis ball sized head in his wet mouth. Mr. Franklin pulled back, teasing the boy. He grabbed the base of his dick and began to rub the sticky head all over the boy’s lips. His movements were somewhat restricted by the tight fit of hid cock in the hole of the fence grating. Mr. Halen continued to flutter his hot tongue over the teen’s anus. Now and then he’d let the tip slightly penetrate the tight opening. Whenever this happened Shawn would gasp and thrust back harder. The two men continued teasing the boy in this manner for several minutes. Shawn got more and more agitated he was moaning and breathing hard. I began to make out words in his exhalations. “God.more.I want more.more tongue.Oh god- More cock.please I’m fucking begging.” The men again made surreptitious eye contact and a message seemed to flash between them. Instantly their actions became more determined. The cock that was painting Shawn’s lips pressed harder and the tongue flicking his ass began to dip in more frequently and a millimeter deeper. Shawn just exploded..”yeah god please.keep it up.I’m pleading with you” His balls seemed twice their original size and the jock binding them seemed to bite deeper. Mr. Halen was mercilessly cupping, rubbing and pulling on them. A constant stream of clear fluid was running from Shawn’s cock. Mr. Franklin seemed done with games. He took final aim and left his bloated cock head lined up with Shawn’s mouth, escort bursa with an almost shouted “yeah” Shawn’s hot, swollen lips grasped the wet head and his mouth bowed out when the entire crown was finally in. He groaned deep in is throat and began to lower his entire head down on the cock, impaling his throat on the rigid black shaft. He rotated his head and neck on the up-stroke and pulled off the cock totally at the top. He flicked his tongue out dipping it into the piss slit and then thrust himself down again. He continued this pattern of impaling his mouth and then withdrawing to flick his tongue on the head. I watched in disbelief as he got a steady inexorable rhythm going, slurping and groaning the whole time. I would never have believed that anyone could have deep throated a 12″ cock like this. Obviously, from the sounds he was emitting, neither did Mr. Franklin. “Oh my god.you can’t believe how good this little whore is at giving head…it’s fucking incredible.” Mr. Halen was busy at Shawn’s ass as well. He now had the cheeks spread wide and was flattening out his tongue and torturously licking the hole. He was rhythmically swiping his entire tongue over the puffed lips, over and over again. Shawn was attempting to thrust back and his cock was vibrating. While he worked on the boy’s hole, he was continuing to fondle and caress the bound balls. Mr. Halen’s own cock was producing a veritable river of precum that was running down the huge shaft and dripping off his balls to pool on the floor between his knees. The social studies teacher then formed his tongue into a rigid point and began to slowly work it into the boy’s tight ass. “Man.this ass is tight.I can barley get my tongue in.but I will.the whole thing…ummm,” groaned the man. He was pushing more and more of his flexible member into the ass and it seemed to open up before him. He would alternately lick with his flattened tongue and then he would spear it in about half way. Shawn seemed about to collapse. It appeared the only thing holding him up was that one hand tied with a used jock to the side of the equipment cage. His legs were spread wide and he was bobbing up and down on the enormous cock stretching his throat. His cock was blood red and his balls looked like two boulders. His dick was pulsing and slapping up against his abdomen with every stroke of his throat and lips on the monstrous cock in front of him. Mr. Franklin’s precum and Shawn’s saliva were combining in great quantities and running down his chin. I was nearing my limit, my cock was leaking clear fluid in a constant stream and it was jerking in my hand. Mr. Halen leaned back on his heels and said, “Fuck yourself on my tongue bitch!” He extended his tongue fully and just kept his head still. He removed his hands from the boy’s hot flesh and clasped them behind his rippled, muscled back. With a groan and a slurp, Shawn pulled off the cock long enough to be sure of his aim and then began to thrust his hot, wet, split ass back onto the rigid projectile. Once the first glorious gasp of penetration occurred, he returned his mouth to the huge, slick cock bobbing and jerking in front of his face. I watched in awe as Shawn continued to impale himself on the teacher’s hard spear, he was rocking forward deep throating the cock and then rocking back jamming his ass onto the face and tongue of the man kneeling behind him. It couldn’t go on like this, it was too much. Mr. Halen’s cock began to jerk and slap harder against his stomach. He knew he was too close to stop. He pulled his face out of the boy’s hot ass and stood up. He took his 10″ cock and slid it slowly, shakily up the dripping crack of Shawn’s ass. As the huge slick head reached the small of the teens back it exploded. A huge shot of thick cum flew out in a spray and coated Shawn’s entire back. The cock continued to jerk and fire off volley after volley of hot cum all over the boy’s back and ass. The older man pulled back a little and let cum fire out and shoot directly at the boy’s open asshole. Cum dripped off his ass and ran over Shawn’s bound balls. I could see that they were trying to retract and if not tied up, Shawn would be shooting right now. Ever since the first wet splash hit his back and ass Shawn was yelling and moaning as if being scalded. Mr. Franklin cut through Shawn’s frenzy with a command. “SUCK BITCH” Shawn groaned and impaled his throat on the black turgid cock sticking through the fence, he got right back into his rhythm. Mr. Halen fell to his knees and then.I couldn’t believe it.he buried his face in the drenched cum soaked ass he had just hosed. He began to scoop huge amounts of cum out of Shawn’s ass with his tongue. He licked rivulets of cum off the white ass cheeks. He sucked cum into his mouth from the boy’s creamed ass crack. The whole time he moaned in delight and Shawn just about screamed around the huge cock stretching his throat. Mr. Halen began to deeply tongue fuck Shawn again, pushing cum in and out of the split ass. Mr. Franklin pulled his long dick out of Shawn’s mouth. It looked so long coming out. He left just the head resting on Shawn’s lower lip. The cock was shaking and jumping. With a loud groan the black man let go. A thick wet splash of cum rocketed out of the rock hard head and jetted right into Shawn’s open mouth. The force caused Shawn’s head to snap back, dislodging the cock from it’s resting place. As cum began to spray out, it caused his enormous cock to jerk wildly, shooting cum all over Shawn’s face and hair. Shawn leaned forward and caught the head in his mouth again. I could see his adams apple bob as he swallowed what must have been a huge shot of cum. More cum fired out of the rigid cock and coated the boy’s face again. Shawn was yelling and moaning and I noticed Mr. Halen grasp his tortured balls and begin to undo the binding. The minute he pulled the jock away the teen’s ball snapped up to his body and cum positively exploded from his dick. It came out more like urine than cum, one solid stream. It arched up and caught Shawn in the chin and chest between his erect nipples. The next shot flew past his face and landed on the cage grating and Mr. Franklin’s thighs. More and more cum kept shooting with force from the boy’s dick it was amazing. I had reached my limit. I gave my tortured cock one final stroke and bit my lip to keep from yelling and emptied my swollen balls onto the floor and wall in front of me. It felt like I came for an hour. It was incredible considering the orgasm I had had just yesterday. When I looked up the three men were covered in sweat and cum and leaning against the wall and each other. The men didn’t speak; Nr. Halen just reached up and untied the boy’s wrist, slapped him hard in the ass and stepped over him out of the cage as Shawn fell to the floor. I quickly pulled up my pants, there wasn’t much I could do about the huge amount of cum I had shot in the locker room, but I knew I had to make my exit before being discovered. I hid behind a row of lockers as the two men gathered their things and began to leave. Shawn croaked weakly from the floor of the cage. “What about my passing grade Mr. Halen?” The social studies teacher turned around and with a small smile said, ” Didn’t I mention that this was a two part project? I can’t give you a final grade until the assignment is completed. I’d say, though. that so far you’re doing quite well. maybe a little homework and you’ll get that passing grade.” The sound of their laughter echoed in the tiled locker room as they left. The next day I was going to get the practice mats from the cage and I was embarrassed to find that the minute I walked into the equipment room my cock went rigid. If things keep up this way I won’t be able to go anywhere on school grounds without getting into trouble. Hey thanks for all th positive feedback on my last story.what d you think.continue?.stop?

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