Teaching the Girls.

I love my job. Everyday has its normal subroutine, yet you never know what is going to happen. I'm a teacher and motorcoach at a private school in southern IA. I know it is a pretty conservative area, yet the parents of nigh of my students are free in their thinking. Certainly, not the Christian Bible belt types I have known in other areas.

Back to what I said earlier about not knowing what is going to fall out at any given time, I was talking with some of my younger girl on the volleyball game team. One of my little girl had hosted a party over the weekend that was well attended by the girlfriend on the team. pile of the girls had younger sisters, but few of these girls had comrade living at home.

Naturally, with young schooltime female child in attendance the public lecture had turned to male child, but the lady friend had to admit that none of them had any experience other than what they had been taught in health class, which was not much. I know, as I teach the class and the curriculum is thin about sex. A few diagrams, but certainly no photo to show what they can expect. To add to this, some of the younger sis of these lady friend had expressed a very real interest in the national as well.

In listening to the female child talking in the locker room and talking with them about this bailiwick I came up with a design. I thought I should bring it up to a few of the parents I thought would be at ease dealing with this subject.

I talked with a few of the parents and they were very much in favor so I had to put my plan into action. I was certain that my friend who taught at a world school XL mile away who would be matter to in helping. I had taught at the same school as Don my number one year out of college and we had remained friends over the years.

Let me tell you a minuscule about myself. My gens is Lorain Stevens, I am thirty-five years old, exclusive, and keep back myself fit as a manager should. I'm 5'5"tall, weigh 122 lbs. and contend in triathlons 4 sentence a yr. I am a pop teacher try to be a incontrovertible character model for the students.

My supporter Don is somewhat sure-enough and more get. He is divorced, fit, a very handsome fifty-four-year-old with graying hair that looks quite distinguishing on him. He is 6'about 190 with a trim, well-muscled anatomy and a friendly smile and demeanor.

My program, quite simply, was to suffer a really meaningful sex education division with these female child. A family with a live young fashion model. Not just anyone, but a young man about their age. The case of Loretta Young man they would likely have a compaction on, or be the type of person that they would see or experience for the first time. Nothing dirty, certainly nothing deprave, but again, a little more than the school board would probably approve. Don would be my link with access to a population of immature male person who were close plenty to participate, but far enough away that the girls would not have intercourse them.

Now, we have found out that there were a few crime syndicate who were very much in favor of lessons like this. It was meter to reach Don and see if he was willing to help and if he knew of any Brigham Young men who might be willing to act as a exemplar. Finding a teen age boy who was ; 1. Willing to let a group of young lady and possibly their parents study and potential touch, grope, or caress his goods. 2. Had the material body, form, and behaviour to do this. It would not be as easy as it sounded. I would take to sell it to Don carefully. I'll plan a trip over to see him within the week.

It's a Monday afternoon in former summertime. I stand away Don's office after having watched his football team in early season exercise. They were looking practiced and it was impressive to see the honest-to-god musician helping the younger players learn. This is the character of teamwork and camaraderie that Don was known for putting together. Winning time of year or not, the teams he coached always pulled together. It was courteous to see.

I knock and he beckons me inside."Hey there jitney, the team is looking skilful. Are you making any predictions on the time of year yet ?"Don laughs his infectious jest and says it's too ahead of time to tell. Overall he is extremely proud of with how his son are looking, but some of his rival have good syndicate to force from as well. We talk awhile about how things are going, reminisce about working together and talk about how things are going in our present task. We are both very pleased with how life is treating us. In time, I told him of my thought. This would be the litmus test trial run. If Don thought it was a bad estimation, that would be it. I wasn't sure enough what he would think, but was delight when he didn't object right away. He asked for some meter to call back about it before he would give me an answer.

In two days Don called me and said he had thought about it and talked it over with some other acquaintance and they had concluded that this was a dependable idea. This is when I dropped the idea of him finding me the offspring man to model for us on him. It made the most common sense for the rationality I mentioned above. Again, he asked for a few days to consider of a way to ask individual. He did say he had a young man he thought would be very in effect at something like this. He was not on the football squad so I had not seen him during my earlier visit. He was an incoming junior, dark blonde, about 5'10"in height and around 145-150 lbs. Scott had been injured during his freshman year of in high spirits school and had to generate up athletic competition. As soon as Don mentioned him, I knew of whom he was speaking. This unseasoned man had missed eight weeks of schoolhouse due to his injuries, but during this time he had improved his mark with the help of his friends and an great group of instructor who worked with him. When he returned to schoolhouse he was on crutches and could barely get around. He spent the residual of his fresher year regaining strength and relearning to walk.

His soph year he came back still ineligible for any contact mutant but, with the service of Don, his mob Dr. and his forcible therapist, built his strength and fitness layer to the top of the entire school. He could do Sir Thomas More sit-ups, pull-ups, and push-ups than anyone else. He was not muscled bounds at all, just incredibly fit and disciplined. In addition to that, he was one amercement looking new man. classical male person physique, slim toned build, narrow-minded pelvis and waist, full articulatio humeri very defined build and handsome, all in one package. Not only did I know of this Thomas Young man, I could not think of anyone I would like in force for this project, though I had no idea what he looked like nude.

In two workweek Don called with the tidings that George C. Scott and his parents had agreed to do it. We still needed to come up with a example plan. Would this be a one-day affair, something that we would spend a few deterrent example on, how far would we suffer him go, little details like this.

I asked Don how he had posed the interrogative and he told me the write up. It seems on a Saturday, late in the aurora, Don was running some errands and happened to see Pres Young Scott at the provender mill in town. Scott was loading feed into the rachis of his founding father's tone arm, as Don drove by. He was wearing convention former summer farm boy attire of faded amobarbital sodium St. Matthew the Apostle's, work rush, a belt, a John Deere cap and no shirt. He was looking great with stripe of exertion running through the detritus built up on his torso. Don sat off to the side in his car and watched for a while, wondering if this were the time to ask or not. As Scott finished loading the motortruck he stepped off the wharf and began walking around the motortruck to the driver's room access, wiping the lather off his face and body with his t shirt as he did so. Don stepped out of his car and walked towards George C. Scott, calling out a greeting to which Scott answered, waved and pulled his shirt on.

"No indigence to cover up and overheat."Don said. Robert Scott replied that it was just the genteel thing to do."Scott, I need to speak to you about something, do you have a few minute of arc ? I'll buy you a snow while we talk."Scott answered that he had a few min but did need to get back as they were building some fencing after lunch."Let me just pull the truck over there, out of the way, and we can walk across the street for that Coke."

"Here you go Winfield Scott,"as Don handed him the can of soda,"there's really no easy way for me to ask this so I'll get right to it. If you are uncomfortable just state me and we will drop it entirely and I'll not bring it up again."Scott replied that he remembered how much Don had helped him get back into shape and that there was not much he wouldn't do for the coach."wellspring Robert Falcon Scott, this is not your ordinary favor. I have a friend who teaches and manager in Ottumwa at the girl's school day. They are going to try a limited class with some new curriculum and she is needing a Pres Young man to aid. When she called, me looking for assist you were the commencement one I thought of. Please don't feel you owe me anything because you do not. If you want to do it, or not, it's entirely your choice. Scott, what we are looking for is a Brigham Young man to use as a model, a teaching aid, to demonstrate and use during sex educational activity classes. Most of these little girl are in the midsection schooling. You would be the eccentric of Lester Willis Young man they would likely require to see. Scott, I want you to think about this, talk it over with your parents, or would you want me to talk over this with them ? If you are willing, I will get in touch with Lorain and get things started."

Scott had the usual surprisal and questions ; Wow, really ? You thought of me first ? Why me ? Where ? Fully nude ? What else ? And then When ?

Yes, really. Yes, Winfield Scott, your attitude about life and your candid mindedness, willingness to help oneself citizenry and the way you are favorable with everyone, even people you have just met, that's why I thought of you. Why ? Because you are everything a girl would desire. Where ? At the shoal. It seems the school government activity is in favor of trying this. Fully nude ? Can you cerebrate of a bettor way to teach sex education ? What else ? I'm sure they are going to require to see you flaccid and erect, to the highest degree likely they would want to see an ejaculation as well and possibly look at your sperm cell in a microscope. We'll have to see how it goes. When ? This fall if possible.

Not once did he ask about pay or what was in it for him. Don is right, he seems to be a great kid.

We decided that the best course for introducing him to me and the course would be a meeting in my flat as soon as we could arrange it. A Sunday afternoon we thought would work well as it would impart us plenty of time to sing about matter and see how Robert Scott reacted to the idea.

It was only one hebdomad after Don had called with the news that Scott was willing to do this that we were meeting at my apartment. There was just one, well two, job. My niece Kara and her protagonist Jolene. I had not known that they were coming to town this weekend and had planned to come in visit me until Sunday forenoon when they knocked on my room access. It seems that they had come to town to chat one of Kara's gamey schooltime booster who was going to college here in Ottumwa. They had planned to have a girl's afternoon with me, dining, shopping and such and then leave to regress to Ioway metropolis late in the eventide. I wasn't for certain how this was going to work out. I told the girls that I was not going to be able to go out with them, as I had a merging concerning a new socio-economic class curriculum I was planning. They seemed occupy so I told them a little about it. Once they found out that my prospective teaching aid was coming and that he was a live young man there was no getting rid of them. I wasn't for sure how this was going to go over. I know Scott was told what to expect, but two college entrant were NOT on the list.

Right on time at 1:30 my doorbell rang. I had the girls remain in the living room, in the background while I answered. From their emplacement, they could see the room access, but were slightly out of the argument of flock into the apartment.

I opened the threshold and there stood Don looking very relaxed and a very calm and handsome George C. Scott. Scott was dressed in blue denim, white high top lawn tennis shoes and a black t-shirt. He looked great. perfective even. He was tall and slender but perfectly proportioned. Not at all ungainly or awkward looking like some boy ( girls too ) get. His cutis was clear, not a blemish, his smile was actual and his center were bright and a beautiful blue gray. What more could I have asked for. Don introduced Scott to me and he confidently shook my hand and looked me directly in the eye as he said he was pleased to fill me. Not a quiver in his voice at all. How can he be so at simpleness ? I just hope having two slightly older girlfriend here will not transfer that, though at this point I will read if it does.

"how-do-you-do valet, I'm really glad you came. There is one thing I need to tell you though. I had no idea this was going to bump. I think it's important for you to trust me and I will prognosticate you this was not set up. I would get mentioned it to Don and made sure you were aware George C. Scott. The passel is, my niece Kara and her booster Jolene popped in this morning. They came down to visit a friend at the college yesterday and wanted to spend the day today with me."

Don looked at George C. Scott and told him that he had no idea this was going to find. As far as he had known it was to have been just Scott, Don and myself discussing how things would go and then maybe a trial run to see how it worked out. Just a niggling side banker's bill here, after meeting and seeing this youthful man there is nix I wanted more for the good afternoon than to see what he had to show my female child."Scott, if you are not at ease and want to hold back to do this I understand completely. This is being popped on you without any notice. It's totally up to you.

During the introductions the girls had stood and stepped into opinion. I will say, they too, are very attractive. It could be quite fun watching three totally hot young people interact.

Again this young man surprised me with his position."wellspring, I guess this is supposed to be a class for daughter. I guess it makes sense to induce girls here for the trial."I wondered how a untried guy could be so receptive to situations you would mean would stress him out like crazy.

I ushered Winfield Scott and Don into the life room beckoned them to sit, and offered drinks or bite. They both removed their shoes as they came in and Robert Scott just asked for a glass of water. The young woman took the couch ; Robert Falcon Scott took the big easy death chair and Don and I sat on chairwoman I had pulled in from the dining room. It seemed to pay us more a position of authority and let our subject be more at ease.

"Well, Scott, this is a totally new class for our middle schooling wellness classes. You know, we are an all little girl's school and many of the girls reside here as well, so their liveliness are controlled. They don't get the freedom to meet post bureau, spin the feeding bottle or true statement or dare like you all have. Many of them have virtually no knowledge of a Whitney Moore Young Jr. male body and the changes you go through."Walter Scott just nodded his promontory."My thoughts are to first base use you to show the differences between a maturing male and female eubstance. Your figure, threatening sinew whole tone, broader chest, narrow pelvic girdle. What makes you hard and more suited for your theatrical role as the hunter/ protector and the female as the youngster pallbearer. This is not to be sexist but it is nature's way.

I think to demo this persona we would have you stripped to your boxershorts or something. If you have another estimate of what to outwear that would be fine."Walter Scott asked if there was going to be a female theoretical account there to point out the remainder as well. I had not thought of that, but at this point, Kara said that she would be willing to do that part today if we wanted to see how it worked out.

"wellspring, then, if you two are set up, I would like to see how this is going to work."Scott, took a sip of his water, set the spyglass down and stood, stepping to the slope of his hot seat as he did. He immediately pulled his t shirt over his psyche, folded it in half and placed it over the back of the chairperson. His skin was again perfective and fortunate from his employment in the sun, not a blemish anywhere. His breast was perfectly defined with dime bag sized nipples which were a gracious brown and his venter was insipid and toned unless he was moving about when you could see his abs flex. Then a 6 or 8 inner circle clearly showed itself. I know I was proud of to see a young specimen like this. I think the young lady were too. I glanced at Don and he just looked like a proud sire. With the abbreviated break after he set his shirt on the chair back as he looked around and began unfastening his bash and fly of his pants. He didn't hesitate at all as he slid them down his ramification and stepped out of them, pulling his sock off as he did. In two moves my model was standing in my life room in his boxers and looking better than I could have imagined. His legs were long and lean, covered with a luminance covering of fine blondish pilus. His boxers, again dark in semblance hung nicely over the curve of his butt and had a enough sized bulge in the front man. Kara and Jolene just looked."Um, Kara, I think we are waiting on you, if you are willing."Kara shook her head as if to regain her senses and undressed in much the same manner as did Scott. She was every bit as good a specimen as was he. Her skin smell, her breasts, the width of her hips. Again, a very athletic looking offspring person but feminine this time. I brought them to the midsection of the way and for a moment we just admired them. Neither of you has any tan lines showing. This is marvelous. Walter Scott, I was a little vex about you having a farmer tan, but your tan is neat. He laughed and said, that once the boxers came off the tan cable would be apparent but that he did a lot of sportfishing and swimming late in the good afternoon or evenings and wore just shorts then.

I stood between them and mimicked a lesson about the difference in the two sexes and showed how they had grown from tike into the adults they were to go. I pointed out the body pilus, where Scott would uprise a beard, he had a light fuzz on his face that boys get before their beards come in, and talked about the differences in hygiene. Robert Scott had a beautiful fleck of whisker under his arms and Kara of course had shaved hers. Kara's pegleg were shaved as well, Scott's were not. Again, Dred Scott had a light covering of that sexy blond bull on his stomach and thorax. He may or may not modernise a lot of trunk haircloth over his trunk, all men are dissimilar regarding that.

That concluded this part of the lesson, so Kara dressed again and returned to her bit on the sofa as Scott stood there in his boxers.

"Scott, are you nervous ?"I asked."Ma'am, I'd be lying if I said no, but I think I am doing OK."Was his response."fountainhead, then, if you are cook, we can set about the second division. You may transfer your boxers please."

Scott took one spry feeling at all of us, took a breath and slid them right off. Not hesitating at all he folded them in half, set them on the chair with his former apparel and stood with his hands to his sides facing all of us. I did check out his face and he was not at all red. The kid seemed unflappable. My regard went small as I heard a couple of low pant from the domain of the frame. Two matter, first, he was unshaved and had all his pubic hair. I was very pleased to see this. Second, Scott had not been circumcised. I had dared not even hope for that. He was beautiful. His scrotum was fond and hanging, swinging with its consignment. His phallus hung down to the rear of his scrotum but not past. The prepuce seemed to stop right wing at the tip of his glans. His testicle seemed large and shaped like walnut."Ladies, this is what the thoroughgoing male body would look like."eve I had not hoped for someone this respectable."What do you two reckon ?"Both girls responded with approving. Jolene spoke first,"Scott, you are truly blessed."I looked up at him and smiled inwardly as I saw him blush."Thanks."He mumbled. I laughed,"Scott, you really do have a breaking point. I thought maybe you were a robot."To which we all laughed a bit. Don really did face like a lofty sire,"Didn't I tell you he was what you were looking for ? Did you doubt me ?"“ No Don, I never doubted, but I certainly never figured on this either. I don't think he could be Thomas More thoroughgoing. Now let's see if I can compose myself and go on with the lesson."

I stepped beside Scott and said,"Well, Scott, this is now I think it should go now. I will point out your parts, try to explain the purpose and function of and answer any enquiry. Are you comfortable with me touching ? His reply was to do what I thought I had to do to teach.

I began by slipping my index number finger behind his penis and lifting it slightly."Girls, here we have the Male genitalia. First is the penis, you can see that now Scott's is flaccid or hobble, but when he is aroused it will fill up with blood and turn erect. At that prison term, he will be capable to experience sexual intercourse, or enter a vagina with his member and ejaculate his come inside. There are dissimilar function to the penis as you can see. Mainly there is the shaft of the phallus and the glans, or head of the penis."I gently pull Sir Walter Scott's prepuce back to demo the glans."The glans is very raw and provides the male person with immense pleasure, isn't that true Scott ?"Again, I got to see that beautiful smile and blushing. I was truly loving this. I then moved my finger to his scrotum."Behind his penis is his scrotum. Inside the scrotum are his testicles, or testes. This is where his sperm is made. Inside your trunk you have ovaries making eggs. His body produces the spermatozoan to fertilize the egg so it will grow into a baby."I reach up slightly behind one of his testicles as he spreads his legs slightly."His orchis have a tube or cord the, Vas-Deferens, where the sperm travels to the prostate where it is combined with former fluids to nourish it and help inject it into the distaff body. This is called semen, or his seminal fluid."

I released him and stepped back."Scott, you are doing wonderfully, would you please show us what an erection looks like ? Do you think you can do it easily or do you need to stimulate yourself ?"Again, a very slight blush, his entire body appeared slightly flushed."I think it will be no problem at all with an audience."With that, he raised his work force, locking his fingers behind his pass standing there in his full glory. His penis began to pulse slightly with his heartbeat and lengthen. It was just a few beats of his warmness and the glans popped free of the sheath and began to intumesce. Outward and up it came, growing to a very pleasing length. Don't get me wrong, the length was dandy, but it was the girth of it that brought the bigger surprise. I had no estimation such a lean, almost gangling boy would be this thick. His quill grew in girth as it protruded from his eubstance, minute in ending and thicker as it came out. The straits was bigger than the jibe with a very pronounce aureole. It swelled like the head of a mushroom cloud, the shaft pointing out and up from his eubstance at more than a 45-degree angle with a very slight upwards curve. Just perfect for the sex act.

"Wow dame, I don't believe you will ever recover a more perfect sample of the male person configuration than this. With his constrict hips, weedy butt joint, that cock protruding from the thick George W. Bush of pubic hair, the angle and curvature of the jibe, and the sizing of the glans, this is a cooperator that should be able to please."

Jolene was the first of the girls to talk."I know I've never seen one better. Not EVER."To which Kara laughed heartily. Scott was still in his seemingly permanent blush now, but smiled and looked down.

"Scott, do you farm much pre-cum ?"Don asked."I am sure that would be something the family is going to want to see."

"It depends."Robert Falcon Scott replied."If I am extremely wind up, like I am now, I'm sure I will."

"Excellent,"I looked at Don,"thank you for the suggestion."“ Walter Scott, how long will it take to produce some pre-cum ?"I'd love for the girls to see and maybe even feel it.

Again, with the blush, I can't imagine the case of embarrassment this kid must be going through, yet he was handling it well."Well, I usually need to stimulate myself to get to that dot. Just some slow stroking, or massaging, something like that. I'm afraid now that if I touched myself I'd just go off."

"I can understand that I think. Well, we have 3 female here, would one of us stimulating you be of help ?

Before Robert Falcon Scott could suffice Jolene stood up and offered."Scott, may I try ?"Scott took a step towards her and she knelt on the base. She reached up, seemingly knowing what to do and bug out to stroke his inner second joint just below his scrotum with one manus as she rubbed his renal pelvis with the other. Softly she commented,"You really smell great Robert Scott. Are you sure you don't brain ?"Scott's eyes were closed, his head back as he murmured,"Not at all. This feels expectant. Thank you."

Jolene continued to softly stroke Scott and soon enough we were rewarded with a glistening free fall of well-defined fluid being emitted from the tip of that throbbing member. She worked her hands up to where his scrotum and shaft became undistinguished and tickled him there. His testicles pulled up slightly then dropped and his glans flared slightly. more of the magic fluid was secreted.

"madam, this is an first-class moral is how to pleasure a man if nothing else. Do you see how his body responds to the slightest touch ?"I pointed out."Jolene, you had better halt or we may get more than we are set for at this point of the deterrent example. What I was hoping for was a sample of his pre-ejaculate for somebody to feel, but it looks like you may produce raft Winfield Scott. Do you intend it would be OK for the girlfriend to touch it ?"Scott's reply came somewhat hoarsely, which brought a chuckle from Don."If that's what you want, you can try. No hope, though."And then a"Shut up Coach, do you think you could do this ?"to which Don replied,"Not a chance my man, not a chance. You go boy."

"Jolene, give it a try. refer just his tip at the twat. Get a niggling on your finger. Feel it. Smell it. Taste it. Kara, do you want to try too ? Why don't all of us try and see how Winfield Scott is able to contend with it."

With that Jolene swiped her finger slowly over the tip of Scott's glistening cock. We could see the train of pre-cum stretch and break as she got her sample. Kara was right there as well doing the Saame. She took hold of his throbbing shaft with her left script and slowly, gently messaged Sir Walter Scott's glans. It brought forth a generous dollop of the magic fluid we were wanting to see."My God, it feels really hot and hard as steel. I love how you can palpate the vein. Does that make sex better auntie Loraine ?"

"I'm for sure it does Kara. You only have boldness near the opening of your vagina, but I am sure you would be able to feel them. You will line up that many condoms have ribs on them to heighten the pleasure for you. I think with Sir Walter Scott here that would not be needed. He seems to be able to furnish that stimulation."With that reply I took my act to get a sample of his fluid. I slid my hand gently along the urethra milking some Thomas More out. It was just as I had hoped, skillful and slick, smelled very masculine and tasted great."Scott, I am so grateful that you don't smoke or anything. Do you eat good deal of fruit ? You taste very good."

Robert Falcon Scott smiled and said that he did eat quite a bit."If you think to, for a calendar week or so before you come to do this for my category, try to eat a lot of Ananas comosus. That will ca-ca your seed taste sweeter for the girls."Scott's blush this meter was precious."You desire them all to taste it ?"

"I would like that, if you are willing. You could ejaculate into a dish and everyone could lease a sample of their fingers, or you could squirt onto your chest or stomach and they could get it off you. That might be more fun. Do you normally shoot very far or does it dribble out Walter Scott ?"

"well, I figured you would desire to see that so if you want I can depict you and you can determine how you want to do it. I just never thought of them tasting it."

"Scott, you are really quite a young man. I don't know how you can be as relaxed as you are. Would you like to show us how you masturbate and what your ejaculation looks like ?"

"If you're ready I guess I can."And he began to slowly stroke that brilliant member.

He had no more than gotten started when the telephone rang. I motioned for him to block as I answered. I did not want to miss this, or to be distracted while it was happening. Watching his scrotum slowly swing with those operose bollock inside was one of the most erotic matter I have seen. Watching two Whitney Moore Young Jr. women enjoy it was icing on the cake.

I answered to phone to pick up that a belittled grouping of mother of some of my scholarly person were wanting to come discuss the lesson. These women had been more loath at foremost but seemed to be coming around to the idea. I did not secern them that our fashion model was here with us now, but invited them to hail and talk over. While this conversation was going on Scott was just casually standing in the middle of my sustenance room, surrounded by two young girls, his omnibus from school, and me, totally nude person still, his hard-on throbbing and pointing to the roof. He was listening intently to my conversation and seemed to know what was coming.

"I guess there will be more company ?"he asked.

"Yes Scott, a few of the mothers who were having question are starting to come around. They want to come over to hash out how the deterrent example will be handled. They should be here in 15-20 transactions. I wonder if we can accept you hold off until they get here."

"I guess I can. Are you going to desire to start over completely or what ?"he asked.

"I'm not really sure as shooting. I guess we'll just see how this plays out. I think we will hide you at first off. Welcoming them with you standing here nude may be a bit much. But we have a few mo before they arrive, if you'd like to sit and slow down for a bit."When they arrive, we'll put you in my bedroom until the time is right-hand to fetch you out. I do accept a robe you may use when you enter rather than having you dress and undress again, if you are willing."

With that, Scott moved towards the sofa and sat opposite Don. Jolene, sat on the arm beside Scott. He seemed completely at ease, his member softening a bit but remaining flushed and well looking falling back onto his prostrate abdomen. As he became more limber the pre-cum oozed out and smeared on the tanned skin of his belly making it shine. The glans was still purple and swollen, preventing the prepuce from covering it. It was a hatful to behold.

Kara spoke,"Sir Walter Scott, you don't seem to mind this. How many girls have seen you nude before ?"

He gave a gentle laugh,"Well, not a lot, but a few. My neighbor and her sister have. Candice is my age and we have played show and tell sine we were very young. About a year ago she asked me about bozo masturbating and if I would testify her, so I did. A few sidereal day later, she showed me how little girl do it. At the time, only the one doing the showing was naked. We have not done anything with each other. We're just friends. Also, just about two months ago I was swimming in the river off our back field. I had no approximation anyone was around and a clustering of friends, male person and female showed up to drown too. They all saw me then."

As he was talking, he lost his hard-on entirely, but again, was still flushed.

"So, are you all over being excited ?"Kara asked, noticing this.

"Excellent observation Kara."Don answered."I think it is safe to say that Scott will not get over this until he has some release. You can see the top dog of his penis is still swollen and flushed. You typically can't get a male this excited and then just stop. That's where the idiom ‘ blue orchis'comes from, and unless I miss my speculation, Walter Scott is suffering from that now. Am I right ?"

To this Scott laughed heartily."Yeh coach. If this is as far as we go today I would accept to say that I will want to do something to let off it before we get home."

"I've heard of ‘ blue Lucille Ball ’. What does it feel like ?"Jolene asked."Do your testicles actually hurt ?"

"No, not my balls, the spirit is entirely my dick, and it is not pain. It's a touch of agitation, but I will not lose it until I cum. It's not exactly unpleasant at this distributor point, but it would take me go screwball if it goes for too long."Scott openly answered.

I wondered how he could sit her in this situation and speak so freely. Before I had time to think on it too much though, there was a knock on the door. I quickly ushered Scott into my way and showed him a Nice bathrobe one of my late male champion had left here."Put this on and wait for us to come get you OK Robert Scott ?"

He said that he would.

"And PLEASE, don't do anything."I said, winking at him as I did. He just smiled.

As I entered the aliveness elbow room again I saw that Don had answered the doorway and made the introduction of the girls and himself to the three lady who stood just inside the doorway. He told them he was there to attend to me in the lesson provision and that the fille had just stopped by for a visit.

The noblewoman, Connie, Traci, and Judy all had daughters in my social class and we had met a twosome of times at various school functions and such. They were all very nice looking ladies with great attitudes and in their mid to later thirties. Their daughter were all considered to be good student both academically and athletically. Our conversations had always been pleasant and I felt that they respected my drive and abilities in their daughter's education.

I beckoned them to sit, offered them chocolate and began."noblewoman, I understand there are some business organization. What can I do to allay your intellect about this ? Are you having second thoughts about the deterrent example ?"

Judy was the first to speak."No, we're not having instant thoughts at all. I think this is all a great idea and wish it had been available when I was in shoal. Our worry is just how do you remember you can line up a Whitney Moore Young Jr. man to model for this and not be a jerking or act inappropriately around the pupil here. I would think that would be an impossible task."

Traci spoke up."Energy Department such a young man exist ? I'm not sure as shooting my hubby is mature enough to handle something like this, let alone a boy still in school."

Connie laughed and nodded in agreement."I know Bernie couldn't do it either. How do you carry to discover someone ?"

"Well, dame, actually, that is why Don is here today. When I came up with the idea for this class he was the 1st one I spoke with about it. In summation to helping plan how we should teach it, he also found us a model. He is a student of Don's, so he is not a local boy. There is very footling chance any of the girls here will roll in the hay him and he seems to be perfect for the job."

"How do you know ?"Judy asked.

well, Mrs Kern, before you called, we were going over the lessons with him. The fact that Kara and Jolene are here was a total surprise to all of us. Let me tell you, this Lester Willis Young man seems to be totally unflappable. He's still here if you'd like to meet him. I didn't want to scandalise you too much when you got here."I filled them in on what we had done so far and where the lesson was headed when they called.

"He's here now ? I'd love to fulfill him. I think we all would."Was Traci's quick response.

I nodded at Kara. and she jumped up immediately and headed down the hall. We heard a quick knock and then"I think they're ready for you Scott."Followed by step heading back to us.

Winfield Scott entered foremost clad in a maroon and silver/grey bathrobe that hung below his knees. It was pulled closed with the belt tied loosely at his waist leaving the top part candid enough that his chest and defined pecs were visible. It appeared that his hard-on was completely gone now but after our talk about drab balls, I was sure that he would be excellent.

"Scott, these ladies are the mothers of some of my students. I think given the circumstances here we should be on a commencement name basis. George C. Scott, these dame are ; Connie, Judy and Traci. Connie and Judy each have two daughter who will be in attendance and Traci has one."With the introduction of each woman Walter Scott graciously nodded and extended his hand, shaking nicely as he said hello.

"Ladies, are there any enquiry you would wish to ask or would you care us to cover the planning ?"

"Oh, I think we have a few motion to ask. I'd really like to know what kind of young man Walter Scott here is."It was Tracie who spoke."Scott, are you well-off talking for a while like this or would you rather snip ?"

"fountainhead, it's really up to you. I'm fine but if it seems inapt to you I will habilitate. What is it you would like to have sex ?"Scott's openness was genuine and felt by all.

I tried to make everyone comfortable."Ladies, please, while Scott composes an answer please sit. Would anyone like anything."I beckoned the daughter to get everyone some coffee. The Lady all sat as Kara and Jolene brought in a couple more chairs. Robert Falcon Scott stood in the center of the way facing the three mothers.

Tracie continued,"Dred Scott, I have a pretty commodity idea how young men operate. How will you cover all the girls ? You know, girls this age are at an ill at ease stage sometimes emotionally and physically. affair like glasses, braces, blemishes are affair that youthful men tend to pluck on young lady about. How will you handle it ? A Young girl you do not think is pretty or something is not something that should be made known."

Don spoke up before Robert Scott could."Ma'am, let me say this. I've known Winfield Scott since he was in elementary school. Before he even knew who I was I had seen him at the school both at recess and during their PE classes. Even now, in high school, some of our course are coed. We play volleyball, badminton, shelve tennis, archery, swimming and bowling all coed. Scott is always, and I do mean always, very good with everyone. He will facilitate any bookman, male or female, pretty or not, pop or the pariah, who is having a job. I can not think of a time where he has not been. I have never heard him talk poorly of someone behind their back. I have never heard or see him belittle another person to make himself appear better. If you are worried about conduct I don't think I could feature found a best someone. At this Walter Scott really blushed. I am sealed from his reaction that this bothered him more than having to be nude in front of us.

Tracie smiled appreciatively."That's wonderful then. I guess maybe our girls will be in expert men. Thank you. Walter Scott, if you are convinced enough to do this I am thinking you must be quite experienced with the peeress. Am I right ?"

Scott spoke immediately. No ma'am. I am pretty at ease around people. I have been all my life. I've never been shy. I try not to be cocky or over carriage, but if you are talking about sexual experience, no, I am a Virgin. The first meter anyone other than myself or my doctor has touched me in a sexual way was just before you got here. Like I told Loraine, Kara and Jolene earlier, I have played show and William Tell with my neighbor. She and I are the same age. One fourth dimension, and one time only, she watched me masturbate, and a couple of daylight later I got to watch her. We have never touched, nor is there any Romance language between us. We are just Quaker. Also, just recently, about two calendar month ago, I was swimming in the river near our farm and a grouping of my champion showed up to drown also. I was skinny dipping, not knowing they were coming, so they saw me. It was a group of about 5 guys and 6 girlfriend. It was no big deal for me. They laughed and teased me for a piece and that has been it. But again, no, I am a virgin."

"Wow, I really didn't expect that to be your answer. Let me ask, if this is all new to you, how will you be able to control yourself if the girls are allowed to advert you ? I believe that was in the plan, was it not Lorain ?"Tracie responded.

"Actually, I'm not sure as shooting. All I can say is if I feel an ejaculation is close at hand, I will rive away and ferment so as not to induce a problem."

This time it was Judy who spoke."I'm not sure I want you hiding that. I think the missy should pick up, in accession to the function, how a immature man operates and his weaknesses. It may be right if they know all this before they ever start practicing what they learn. If they learn that the boy may get relief before she can, that sex may be worth waiting for. Winfield Scott, how were you doing being touched for the low time ?"

Again, in total honesty and no signboard of embarrassment, George C. Scott answered."I don't really be intimate. If I said I wasn't excited, that would be a complete lie. If I said I was going to ingest my orgasm right then, that too would not be rightful. Maybe it is the experience of Kara, Jolene and Lorain at pleasuring just the right sum of money, but I was doing OK. They had all just gotten some pre-cum from me and were going to have me masturbate, to express the girls how male child do that, when you called. I know I wasn't going to climax right away."

I think Connie wanted in on the conversation too."How long had you been erect at this level Robert Scott ?"

"Probably 15 minutes or so. Is that about right ?"He looked at the residual of us to affirm his answer.

Don said it was a good 15 or 20 minutes.

There was a break in the questioning so I asked,"Is there more you wanted to know or would you wish to see what we will be working with ?"

Connie and Judy looked at each other and Judy spoke."We wanted to get along public lecture about the plan. We had no approximation the model would be here. It was not our intention to…."

Judy was interrupted by Tracie,"I think we should see. I don't want my daughter scared off by what she sees. Your daughters each have a babe they can spill with. Dawn does not and I doubt she will let the cat out of the bag to me."

Scott turned beet red at this."I doubt I have anything that will fright anyone. I would call back there would be more pointing and laughing."

"And how will you handle that pointing and laughing Scott ? This is where you will have to be on your proficient behavior to not diss or offend anyone in the class."Tracie's pure tone was pretty aggressive.

Again, Don came to Scott's defense."Ladies, as I said earlier, Walter Scott's manners and consideration for others is beyond doubt. You must trust me on this. Again, we ask, if you would like a demonstration I think Sir Walter Scott is willing. Scott ?"

Scott nodded his head."Anything you want. I promise you, unless I am outright abused, I always try to treat hoi polloi, no issue who they are, with respect."

"Ladies please, let's not be harsh on Scott. He is sitting here talking honestly with us in a pretty stressful situation. Let him show you how he is, delight don't prejudge him."I tried to block up this from escalating.

Tracie spoke again, this time her tone was much soft."Sir Walter Scott, I apologize. I wanted to try to emphasize you some to see how you would act. You did very well. I do understand that I am sitting here bitching about how delicate our little girl's ego are and you are at this same stage in life yourself. You handle yourself very well. I am appreciative of that."

"Well ladies, I think we have stressed George C. Scott enough. We have told you and I am confident from what I have seen so far that he can handle this. Are we ready to see ?"Lorain spoke and gave a nod to Sir Walter Scott who moved to the center field of the way, paused only long enough to politely pee eye contact with the three madam, nodded and dropped the bathrobe.

Again, after all this talk he stood there totally at informality, fully flaccid and slow down though the robe had done its job and kept him warm. His body shown well in the light, his tan lines evident on his golden skin. His muscle note again exhibited in the afternoon lighting in the apartment. His penis hung again limply over that magnificent scrotum the prepuce covering the head teacher as before. His egg hanging loosely in the supple dismission. His pubic hair showing will, his legs and body covered in the lightest blond peach fuzz you can imagine.

It was easy to see that the three mothers who had in the first place had uncertainty were much impressed by the Whitney Moore Young Jr. poser we had found for this form."Oh my, I wasn't expecting this. I had no theme you could be so easy going about this Scott."Tracie was doing the talking.

"I feel guilty for the way you were treated here Scott."Judy spoke."I had no idea we were going to witness this at all, though I must say, I don't feel compelled to leave at this time."

"Scott, are you equally at repose having to be manipulated or demonstrating some of the acts that I am surely you will have to ?"Connie asked sounding genuinely concerned for George C. Scott's wellbeing.

"Ma'am, I'd be lying if I said it wasn't at all stressful, but so far, I was doing OK with it."Winfield Scott stood there with everyone in the room ogling him. The effect was noticed by all. The glans of his penis began to swell, growing in girth and pushing the foreskin back until it retracted fully behind it. His testicles still hanging loosely in that supple scrotum. His penis head swelled Sir Thomas More and darkened in color, a small droplet of clear liquid oozing from it. Slowly, that magnificent member lengthened and grew in girth as well, pulling up off his nut and beginning to register its slight upwards curvature as it straightened from his soundbox pointing outwards. Again, it pulsed slightly with his heartbeat as it continued its up journey until it reached its full gloriole, pointing to the ceiling, neither to the left hand of the right wing but curving slightly upwards, his nuts still hanging free in the poke containing them.

"Oh, my. When you told us that the mannequin was a young man and that he was here I was definitely not expecting this. I thought he would be a skinny kid, not anything like this. This young man is a pure example of what a man should be. It would be expected that he would excite adults. The little girl who attend these classes are very lucky. I hope they understand it. Sir Walter Scott, seeing you act so casual about this, I truly apologize for the way I acted earlier."It was Tracie who was speaking, obviously very ingrain with young Scott.

"Sir Walter Scott, how far are you prepared to go here ?"Connie asked.

"fountainhead, ma'am, when you called, Lorain had just asked me if I would demonstrate how I masturbate. I think at school the idea was for the female child to see me ejaculate and maybe look at my cum in a microscope, to see the spermatozoan. If that is what you want to see now, I really don't have a problem."George C. Scott's member remained erect, pointing at the ceiling and drooling his magnificent precum as he spoke. His testicle were still swinging as he stood still for all to look up to him.

"Scott, you seem to be cook for action here, please go forward as you were before we called. I feel a little guilty stopping you from taking charge of that."Connie spoke for us all I'm sure.

With that, Sir Walter Scott, standing in the middle of the room gently took his oozing member in his right hand and began to slowly stroke it. His swollen-headed balls swinging gently in his warm scrotum. Gently he stroked the light beam, leaving the empurple head of that thick dick in prospect for us. We all remained silent watching this young man do what all son do, but seldom let anyone see .