|
I am fifteen years old and a sophomore in high school. Freshmen and sophs catch a lot of crap from the juniors and seniors , but they hate me especially because I have more in my pants than they will ever have and their girlfriends all want me to fuck them.
I shower after PE and I go out for wrestling and track and I shower after practice too. The PE teacher and coaches all teach other subects also, and it is common for them to come to the locker room so they can remind each other of staff metings or something. They could do it anytime, but they always wait until third period PE or after practice, and their eyes are always on me instead of to whom they are speaking. The janitors do the same thing, and I think that even the women teachers know that I have huge balls and a cock that is eight inches long soft. They can only guess how big it is hard, as no guy has seen me that way since the eigth grade, when I was a horney little circle-jerker, but the girls all brag with pride of having had sex with me and my dimensions are probably written on their restroom walls. The immediate problem is that I am flunking algebra and the teacher, an ugly hag about thirt years old, want to give me some private tutoring. "You must be the young man I've heard so much about." Her husband greeted me at their door enthuisatically. "Take it from me, son." He said with a wink, while leaving. "Give her what she wants or she gets real ornery, and what she wants is doggy style." My D- was upgraded to a B+ and she led me to her bedroom to extract payment. She was so ugly that I didn't get it up right away, so she helped me along with her lips. I was finally ready so she got down on all four paws and I went to work. She was so loose and plugged out that even as big as I am I couldn't get any traction so I pulled out and shoved it up her ass, and soon released my huge load in great geysers of liquid pleasure. "Wake up, Hubby dear." The big, hairy, biker that I have for a cellmate said, ending my dream. My matress was soaked with piss and I had my permanently soft three inch dick in my hand. I reached down, out of habit, to scratch my balls and found only the soft folds of the empty sack that once contained them. My cellmate, convicted of murder instead of internet porn, had been allowed to retain his and they were now fuelling a magnificent erection. "Come over here and give your little wife a blow job." He ordered. 'Well, even a eunuch can still dream.' I thought, as I rose to comply.
|