Making The Grade

I hated gym class, always have and always will. My freshman year of high school there
was one positive aspect to gym class, Mr. Vincent. The hottest gym teacher on the face of
the planet and also my closest neighbor at the time (he lived one and a half miles away). 
To me, there is no hotter man anyway! He is a god. Let me describe him to you. His full
name is Jesse Vincent; he is about six feet tall and muscular with sandy blond hair and
eyelashes almost as long as his cock. I caught him lifting his shirt up once and he has a six
pack to die for! Anyway, back to the story. 

One day, I was changing and getting ready to go home (I had gym last hour) when Mr.
Vincent called me into his office. He sat me down in a chair before he himself leaned
against his desk. The look on his face made my cock jump a little, the look said he was
going to enjoy what he was about to do. Then he spoke in that knee-buckling voice of
his. I love that voice! He said to me, “Sam, I’ve been noticing lately that you’ve been
having trouble keeping up with everyone else and you don’t participate as much as I’d like
you to. Is everything all right?” I wondered about this for a moment before I replied,
“Yea, I’m fine...I’ll start trying a little harder.” Apparently, this wasn’t good enough for
him because he told me that since it was close to the end of the marking period, I would
have to do something extra to make up for lost points.

I wondered what he meant “extra.” I’d do anything for him. As he stood straight up he
said, “I’ll have no choice but to give you a D unless you help me out.” He reached down
and grabbed his cock, I could see it clearly outlined through his Nike button-down pants
he had on. I guessed it to be about four or five inches, but it was still growing as he began
to circle my chair. I sat there, wondering was this a dream? Somebody pinch me! This
could not be happening to me! He proceeded to tell me “My wife hasn’t sucked my dick
in six months. We haven’t had sex in a little over a month! [I’d had his wife as a math
teacher in middle school, she was a real bitch!] Now, unless you help me, you’ll fail gym
this semester. What’d you say?” What do I say? “HELL YA I’LL HELP YA!” He
didn’t give me a chance to reply, he dick had grown to about ten inches and looked as if it
was going to bust out of his pants at any moment. He dropped his pants down around his
ankles to reveal his black Calvin’s, also about to rip from the pressure of his throbbing
cock. This would be my first time and I didn’t want to disappoint him but it was so big, I
didn’t know how I was going to take it all!

While I was still thinking about how to go about fitting Jesse’s ten-incher down my throat,
he grabbed the back of my head and slowly pulled me toward him. He whispered, “If you
tell anyone about this, you’ll never pass gym and I will make you pay.” I believed every
word of it, not that he was a violent person, he just kept his promises. Now, he had my
head up next to his black underwear and was rubbing it back and forth across that
mammoth in his pants, all the while whispering, “You ready for this? You’re gonna take
me all the way like a good little bitch, aren’t ya?” My own cock was pent up in my pants. 
I knew I would explode soon, probably without even touching it.

He just kept rubbing my head back and forth, back and forth across his crotch, but I didn’t
mind, I was loving every minute of it. Then, he stopped and took his shirt off but didn’t
throw it down, instead he twisted it up and held it in his hand. He told me, “Get those
clothes of yours off now!” After I had done so, I got back down on my knees and then he
told me, “Its dinner time, you’d better get my underwear off if you want any!” and gave a
light pop of his shirt on my back. The moment was finally here, my dream was coming
true. I slowly pulled down his black Calvin’s to reveal his beautiful, throbbing cock. It
had to be at least ten inches! It smelled of a musty man and soap, just about enough to
send me overboard! Then, with another light pop of his shirt, he told me to get to it, balls
first. He balls were about as big as pool balls with a light dusting of that sandy-blond hair. 
They were lovely! I slowly took the left one in my mouth and played with it for a little bit
before running my tongue over every centimeter of that lovely nut! Then I did the same
thing with the right nut. Mr. Vincent was in heaven, I was pretty sure I was going to save
my gym grade. Then I took them both out of my mouth and looked up at him, his six
pack and perfect pecs. There wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for this man. Then, I slowly
twirled my tongue around and around and the base of his huge cock before running it up
and down the length of the shaft. Up and down that smooth, heavily veined cock, up and
down. It had the best taste in the world. When his cock tensed and I knew he was about
to blow, I stopped and he let out a sigh and acted like a child who had candy taken away,
stunned for a moment and then whiny. He just looked down at me and then started to
moan and hump the air. If that wasn’t erotic, I don’t know what is! After a few seconds
of this, I took his penis with one hand and his balls in the other. Then I put his soft,
velvety head in my mouth and just let it rest on my tongue for a few moments. He was in
pure ecstasy. Then I began to run my tongue around it, slowly down on the under, more
sensitive part. I knew it wouldn’t be long before he blew, probably less than I minute so I
decided to go for it! I opened my throat wide and just dove down as far as I could on his
knob, the first time, I made it about half way. Mr. Vincent at that moment dropped the
shirt on the floor and put both hands on the back of my head, I was going to take all ten
inches of his hard knob! The second time, I went a few more inches with just the help of
his hands but the third time, I got so close I could feel his pubes on my nose. There would
not be many more thrusts before he blew his hot creamy baby batter down my throat, I
had to make it count so I stretched my jaw a little more and started down. On the fourth
time, I felt Mr. Vincent’s grip tighten on the back of my head and he pushed my face
down on his massive meat as hard as he could while slamming his tasteful meat as far
down my throat as possible with his hips, I finally met Mr. Jesse Vincent’s crotch and oh
my was it lovely! One last time, he pulled almost all the way out of my mouth and just as
I caught my breath, slammed back in, all the while letting out the most erotic yell ever. 
When, I reached the base, I felt his cock rushing and then the hot creamy liquid of his that
I was tasting for the first time was flowing down my throat. There was so much of it, I
thought I would never be able to take it all but he held his cock down my throat while he
cock spewed five or six times and I swallowed every last bit of it. It was salty and I loved
it!

When he pulled his flaccid cock out of my mouth, I got up and started to get my clothes
back on when he said, “Where do you think we’re going? We’re not done yet. That just
got you from a D to a C+ but don’t you want an A?” I had never gotten anything less
than a B in any class, of course I wanted an A! I turned and looked at him, his meat
already stiffening for a second round. I already had a pretty good idea what he was going
to say when I asked, “What did you have in mind?” He got a sly grin on his face and said,
“Stick around and you’ll find out!” Needless to say, I decided to stay.

As his cock was stiffening again, he opened the door and looked around then went back
over to his desk, opened a draw and begin digging, not closing the door. Within a few
seconds, Mr. Beims walked in. Now Mr. Beims is another stud muffin teacher at my
school, I also have many a dream about him. He is about as tall as Mr. Vincent but he has
black hair and shorter eyelashes. He has a more defined body, he pecs are larger and no
matter what he wears, they are always outlined through his shirt. I think he got a boner
one time during class because he had a huge lump in his pants and was turning red. 
Judging by that, I would say his dick had to be at least as big as Mr. Vincent’s. When he
came in, he closed the door behind him and began to strip his clothes off too. I soon
found out he was boxer man. He went over to Mr. Vincent, who was still digging in his
desk draw. So far, he had produced a tube of KY jelly. Mr. Beims walked over and
picked out a condom and handed it to him. They were done looking and the fun was
about to begin!

Mr. Beims came silently over to me and started running his hand through my hair while
forcefully pushing me down to my knees. He said, “Get my boxers off and get to it!” I
nodded and he grabbed the back of my head as I pulled down his boxers to see his
semi-hard cock, it was about four inches semi-hard. He started pushing me towards it and
I took it willingly. I couldn’t see Mr. Vincent but I could hear him behind me, he was
lubing his cock up and pushing me down on all fours. When he finished lubing up his
cock, he put some lube on one of his fingers and slowly pushed it up my butthole, which
he told me was very tight. After a while, he put two fingers in and before long he had
three, then four. Mr. Beims said, “That’s about loose enough Jesse, don’t wanna get him
too loose!” Mr. Vincent responded with, “I think you’re right. I’m ready to ride this
boy!” He reached out to Mr. Beims and started fondling his right nipple while adjusting
his mammoth cock with the other. Mr. Beims let out a few moans and kept his hands on
the back of my head. I was going through the same routine with him as I had gone
through with Mr. Vincent and he seemed to be enjoying it greatly. Then, Mr. Vincent let
go of his nipple and grabbed a hold of my waist. I heard him shuffle forward and then felt
the tip of his hard knob knock at my back door. He just sat there for a moment, moving
the tip round and round my unpopped cherry before commenting to Mr. Beims, “I love
cherries. They’re so good and I love to slowly pop them and let the juices flow!” Mr.
Beims didn’t say a word, he just kept forcing my face deeper and deeper down his eight
inch meat, it was pretty tasty too. Then, Mr. Vincent slowly started to push into me. It
was painful at first but the pain soon turned to pleasure as he ever so slowly pushed all the
way into me. Once inside me, he pulled out quickly and I felt empty, I wanted to feel him
inside me again so I leaned back onto his cock and he said, “Oh, hungry are we? Well
how about I feed you!” and he rammed every last inch of his rod into my hungry ass and it
felt great! As he did that, I went all the way down on Mr. Beims and made him yelp in the
process. They were really getting into this! Mr. Vincent began to thrust into me and pull
out slowly, picking the pace up all the time. I quickly adopted this rhythm and the three of
us fell in sync. Mr. Vincent slamming in and out of me, Mr. Beims slamming in and out of
me. Today was just my lucky day! I could feel the sweat from Mr. Vincent’s body
dripping on my back as he leaned over me and whispered in my ear, “Is this how you like
it? You like this don’t ya? You want daddy to fuck you harder?! DO YA?!” I yelled as
loud as I could, “YYYYYYEEEEEEESSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!” and he did. So hard I
thought I was gonna faint!

After a few minutes of fucking like wild animals, Mr. Beims said, “Oh God, I’m gonna
blow!” in a soft but audible voice. Mr. Vincent responded with, “Me too!!!!” I knew I
had earned an A already so this was just for me now! Mr. Vincent slammed in and out of
me harder than ever before and Mr. Beims grabbed the back of my head with more force
and face fucked me just about as hard as Mr. Vincent was anal fucking me! He kept
stuffing my face and stuff it, all the way down and then out to the head and back again. 
He was loving it! His eyes were close, his nipples were hard and he was heaving and
sweating like none other! I felt him grab a lock of hair and I knew he was gonna blow! 
He slammed in and out of me a few more times and then just showed my face deep within
his pubes and let his load loose down my throat. It was tasted just as salty as Mr.
Vincent’s and I took all of it. While blowing, Mr. Beims could not stop moaning and that
was really turning Mr. Vincent on. He was ripping in and out of my ass like a two dollar
whore on prom night! I felt his cock tighten and I knew that he too would soon blow! 
Mr. Beims’ cock was still stuffed down my throat and it was still hard and about to blow
again! Mr. Vincent kept slamming and slamming and Mr. Beims reached out and grabbed
one of his nipples and started pinching it. This made Mr. Vincent moan and cry out like
he had when I was blowing his knob and sent him right over the edge. He grabbed my
hips with both hands and gave it his all and slammed into me one final time! I could feel
his rough pubes pushed hard up against my abused ass. He blew his load up inside me,
just about as much as before and kept thrusting three or four times after he was done. 
After he pulled out, we all collapsed on the floor exhausted.

The next morning, I awakened, sat up and looked to the left, where my clock normally
was. It wasn’t there! Where was I? Then I remembered, I looked around. Mr. Vincent
and Mr. Beims were both still asleep (and naked) next to me. It was 6:45 a.m. I woke
them up and they sat up and looked just as stunned as I had felt and then they
remembered. Mr. Vincent got up and said, “Well, I’m gonna go clean up. Anyone care to
join me?” Mr. Beims and I both followed him to the showers. The warm water felt good. 
Before I knew what was happening, I was fucking Mr. Beims sweet ass and he was giving
Mr. Vincent a bj. It was great but all good things must come to an end.

Needless to say, I passed gym the first nine weeks but as we were getting dried off and
dressed, Mr. Vincent said to me, “You’re gonna have to work a lot harder to pass next
semester!” I didn’t mind, I kind of liked the work!