Story by: Luke Preston
‘What’s this Johnston?’ he said sternly. ‘Why haven’t you showered? You’ve still
got mud on your hands and neck.’
‘I’m going to have a bath when I get home
sir,’ I mumbled ‘What makes you so special then? I told everyone to get showered
and I meant everyone!’
I stared back at him vacantly, not knowing how to
answer. ‘Obviously you need a reminder to teach you to do as your told,’ he said
pulling on my ear and making me walk with him.
My face went bright red as he
pulled harder, making me wince with pain. ‘Bend over the desk Johnson. I’m going
to give you a little warm up with the plimsoll first, and then you will have
that shower. Even if I have to come in myself to scrub you I will.’ He said
threateningly.
‘Oh shit no!’ I thought to myself as he forced me to bend over
the desk with his hand still pulling on my ear. The room had gone eerily silent.
We were now the only two people left.
‘Now, grab hold of the other side
of the desk with both your hands. And don’t move or you’ll only make it worse
for yourself,’ he ordered as he opened a draw. From it he pulled out a size ten
plimsoll. I did as I was ordered as he stood slightly behind me to my left. He
pulled my blazer up to my shoulders as he said, ‘you really have to pull you’re
socks up Johnston. This is your final year of school and what you do this year
will see you throughout your life’
One of his big hairy hands started to
gently rub my backside all over as he continued his lecture. ‘I’ve been getting
complaints from the other teachers about you,’ he continued, as his hand started
to massage between my cheeks. He carried on talking but I wasn’t listening
anymore as his voice went into the background. All I was thinking about was what
his hand was doing to my backside. It slid up and down between my cheeks as his
rubbing got harder and harder. I could feel my cock getting erect and
uncomfortable in my trousers. My breathing was getting heavier as his hand
caressed the bottom of my cheeks and then the top of my thighs. I was woken out
of my daydream as I heard him say with a slightly hoarse throat, ‘spread your
legs wider.’
I spread them wide and got a shock when his hand slipped
between them and gently stroked the bit just before my ball sack. My cock
started to ooze pr-cum into my underpants for the second time that day and my
heart started to beat faster. I thought I was about to erupt when he took his
hand away and exchanged it for the plimsoll, laying it on my right cheek whilst
his other hand went onto the small of my back pinning me down.
I closed
my eyes and, for a split second, imagined him standing behind me taking a hard
grip of his plimsoll and laying it across my backside, sporting an enormous huge
erection trying to escape out of his shorts.
I was bought away from my
thoughts as I felt the weight of his plimsoll remove itself from its position.
Mr Levridge went quiet and all of a sudden I saw white dots in front of my eyes
as he whacked me hard with it. Whack, Whack, Whack his plimsoll went slowly but
hard, working its way around my backside, not missing a bit. Whack, Whack Whack.
My hands gripped onto the desk with all my might as he spanked away. I could
imagine how red my backside was getting. With every smack it started to get
really sore, really quickly. The whacking sound was bouncing of the walls
filling the room with its echo. I couldn’t take the pain anymore and started to
squirm under his hold. My backside was feeling red raw within a few minutes and
I couldn’t take it anymore.
‘Ow, Ouch. Ah, Ow!’ I started to cry out with
every whack.
My backside was burning and my legs started to shake. He took no
notice and spanked me even harder. Whack, Whack, Whack, Whack. He finished the
last four off on the middle of my cheeks, at the bottom where his hand had been
stroking not so long ago.
‘O.k. Johnston you can get up now,’ he said, giving
my red-hot backside a quick rub with his hand.
I slowly heaved my aching body
upright and turned to face him. Putting his right hand out he shook my mine as I
thanked him for my punishment.
‘Let that be a lesson to you,’ he said
sternly. ‘Remember, you do as I say, not what you want to do. I think I’ve made
myself quite clear Johnston. Now get undressed and into that shower, and I’m
going to watch to make sure you do it properly.’
I was horrified but didn’t
want another spanking so said nothing as I started to undress. My hands were
shaking as I slowly took of my tie and undid the buttons of my shirt.
Mr
Levridge was watching me all the time, never taking his eyes off me as he
balanced himself on the corner of his desk. I looked down and saw the huge,
thick bulge threatening to tear away the material of his tight shorts. I quickly
looked away in embarrassment, as I knew that he must have seen me looking.
‘Hurry up Johnston,’ he ordered. ‘I haven’t got all day. If you haven’t got all
you’re clothes off before I count to three I shall come over there and do it for
you.’ I was struck dumb and stared at him with shock.
‘One!’ he said raising
his voice a bit. ‘Don’t think I’m joking Johnston because I’m not….
Two!’
I started to peel my shirt of with my shaking hands not believing
that he really would carry out his threat. But then he shouted out ‘three! Right
young man you’re really going to be sorry now. You want to act like a child,
I’ll treat you like one.’ With that he hurried towards me.
‘It’s o.k.
Honest, I can do it myself. I’m sorry I’ll go quicker,’ I stammered out,
realising that he was actually going to undress me. I was scared I was going to
get another spanking on my already blazing backside.
‘Too late for that,’
he said as he stood in front of me. ‘Put your hands by your side, I’m going to
finish undressing you.’
I nearly died with embarrassment, especially as my
cock had somehow stayed hard all the way through my spanking, and still
was.
He finished pulling my shirt off and I could feel his rough hands and
his breath on my bare flesh sending goose bumps throughout my body. It made my
straining cock twitch in my pants. I didn’t know if I was in a dream or a
nightmare. There I was standing half naked in the boy’s changing room with a
powerfully built teacher wearing a tight pair of shorts unbuckling the belt of
my trousers. Both of us were standing there with erections after he’d given me
the worst/best spanking of my life. He finished unbuckling my belt then undid my
trouser button. He stared me straight in the face as he unzipped my flies. Then
he put his hands on the waistband and slowly peeled them down to the ground. One
of his hands lightly touched my burning backside on the way down which made me
flinch and my hips jerked forward, nearly shoving my cock into his face as he
bent over. It was obvious that I had a hard on as it stuck proudly up in my thin
white underwear.
‘Step out of your trousers,’ he ordered as he pulled my
trousers down.
Once they were off he stood up. Ignoring my erection he said,
‘right, pick up your clothes and go and hang them up on that hook over there.’
He pointed to the opposite side of the room. He carried on saying, ‘and get your
toiletries and towel out of your bag and wait for me by the bench next to
it.’
As I bent over in front of him I was certain that I could feel his eyes
burning into my backside.
When I finished what he’d told me to do I turned
around and wondered where he was as I couldn’t see him. I stood there and waited
for him to come back. I would have sat down but my backside was far too tender
and I wondered how long it would be until I could sit down again.
It
wasn’t long before he returned and my eyes nearly popped out of my head. He had
taken his clothes off and was coming towards me totally naked except for a towel
that he had wrapped around his waist, barely covering up his manhood. My cock
leaped and a new wet stain appeared on my pants at the sight of him. His
muscular frame was covered in black and white hair giving it a salt and pepper
look. His stomach slightly jutted out and thick powerful hairy legs supported
his whole body. It was obvious that he was meaning to have a shower at the same
time as me. My legs started to shake once more, but this time with excitement. I
nearly came on the spot as he reached me. ‘Don’t move,’ he said.
His
thumbs hooked themselves into the inside of my underpants, either side of my
erection, while his other fingers gripped the front. He lifted my pants up at
the front then slowly slipped them over and down my quivering erection. I felt
his hot breath between my legs as he squatted down pulling my pants off. He
stared straight at my cock and balls this time and I felt my face go as red as
my backside, but again he said nothing about it while he finished off removing
the last of my clothes, stripping me of all humility.
As he straightened
up I noticed that his face was also looking flushed and as I took in a deep
breath I could smell his overpowering masculinity.
He didn’t look at me
this time but walked towards the showers and gruffly spoke, ‘get under the
shower now Johnston and give yourself a good wash. Remember, I’ll be watching to
make sure you do.’
I could feel the sweat pouring out of me as I followed
him, naked and erect. Even before I got there I heard the splashing of the water
as it was turned on. I saw where he had put his towel and hung mine up next to
his. This was the moment of truth. I was actually going to see him totally
naked. I took another deep breath and walked in nervously.
‘You can use
the shower next to me,’ he said with his back to me. ‘So that I can keep an eye
on you.’
I gulped as I looked at his hairy, muscular backside as I walked
next to him. My legs were shaking like mad with excitement as I walked under the
running water and started to soap up my hands.
I turned my back to him as I
couldn’t take my eyes off his nakedness and started to wash my arms and smooth
chest. The water felt like fire as it rained down on my sore
backside.
‘Turn around Johnston. I want to make sure you wash yourself
properly.’ Embarrassed, I turned around and my heart skipped a beat as I saw
that he was facing me, full frontal. I nearly dropped the soap. I wasn’t shaking
anymore, I was physically trembling. His uncircumcised cock was fully erect like
mine, only a lot bigger, fatter, and already covered in soap.
‘Come on,
we haven’t got all day, get yourself all cleaned up,’ he said with a mischievous
twinkle in his eye, lighting up his whole face. ‘Unless you want me do to that
for you?’ he added, while lathering the soap onto his large, hairy balls. ‘Th…
th… that’s all right sir, I can do it,’ I stammered as I watched him slowly
massaging the soap into them.
I soaped up my stomach and legs, not daring
to wash my cock in front of him. I knew I would come as soon as it was
touched.
As soon as we’d both rinsed ourselves of I said to Mr Levridge, ‘I’m
finished now sir, can I get dressed please?’
I was in a desperate state
of arousal and needed to get home fast so that I release the painful erection
between my legs. He gave me an evil grin and replied, ‘so, you think you’re
finished do you Johnston? Turn around.’
‘Shit,’ I thought as I showed him my
red backside. ‘Why can’t he just let me go?’
‘Who taught you how to wash?
You still have mud on your back, and you’ve missed a couple of other bits out as
well. Come here,’ he ordered and started to lather the soap up in his big
hands.
Hesitantly I stepped forward with my head spinning at the thought
of his hands on my naked body.
‘Now lean towards the wall and use you’re
arms for support whilst I get you clean,’ he ordered.
As I did what I was
told his body touched mine and I could feel his hard cock press into my leg
sending an electric current running through my body. He started to rub his soapy
hand all over my back. It crept lower and lower, making its way towards my
burning backside. I closed my eyes as his other hand wrapped itself round my
waist and his muscular hairy arm pressed itself against my raging hard
on.
The warmth of his arm pressing against me and the feel of his other
hand soaping up my hot backside sent me over the edge. My cock started twitching
and I knew there was nothing I could do to hold back as it erupted, sending my
cum shooting up in the air. I let out a moan as spurt after spurt of my hot
liquid spat out like a volcano. Some of my cum dribbled on his arm as my
eruption died down.
‘What’s all this then?’ Mr Levridge asked as his hand
came away from my hip and grabbed my cock. ‘You’ll have to learn to control
yourself better than this,’ he said as he squeezed the head of my cock. Using
his thumb he circled the slit at the end. He started to massage the head while
his other hand slipped between the cheeks of my backside. I bent over a little
bit more giving him better accesses to my virgin hole. I heard him chuckle
behind me as one of his soapy fingers brushed over it, sending shivers of
pleasure up my spine.
‘Do you like this?’ he asked.
‘Oh yes sir, I’ve
never felt anything like it in my life.’
‘Do you want me to carry on?’ he
said softly. One of his fingers pressed itself against my smooth hole and his
other hand began sliding my foreskin softly up and down my still rigid cock.
Even though I’d never had sex before I knew automatically what I
wanted.
I let out another groan of pleasure, spread my legs open even
further and said, ‘please sir. Please do what ever you want to me.’
As the
tip of his finger pushed a bit harder he entered and stretched my hole sending
my mind into orbit. I realised that his cock was starting to leak as I felt his
wetness on my leg. He was now grinding it up and down like a dog in heat. His
finger started to rotate, opening me up wider. I was in pure ecstasy as he
jabbed it deeper into the burning depths of my hole. The muscles deep with in me
clenched tightly onto his finger like a vice as he drove it further in. His
finger slid in and out, round and round until I could feel his
knuckle.
‘You ever had a dick up you’re arse before Johnston?’
‘No
sir, But I really would like to,’ I replied. He stretched my hole wider by
sticking another finger in and pushing it all the way up making my hard cock
twitch again as he massaged my prostate. I started to groan as his fingers slid
in and out and his other hand was now manipulating my smooth balls.
He
then inserted a third then a fourth finger, stretching and filling my hole to
the brim. Every time his fingers went as far as they could deep inside of me, my
cock would throb and spit out pre-cum, it was like one long orgasm.
To be
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