Punished By Mr. P ( Edited )
Anal, Blowjob, Gay, SchoolI walked in the empty hall afterschool and sighed as I approached the classroom. I could not believe I had to do this. But in rules of order for me to get my girlfriend's approval, I would have to progress to amends with him. Finally, I reached the door and stopped. I gathered all my self-control and knocked twice.
beginning of all, let me excuse to you that I am a fourteen year old guy. I'm 5'6, 125 Ezra Loomis Pound and I have a stun girlfriend. We've been talking about having sex but she doesn't want to do it until I cleared things up with her dad. And who was her dad ? He was my science teacher, Mr. P, who I disliked. I had done many things over the trend of the schooltime year that had made him furious and that, coupled with the fact I was dating his daughter, had made me his least favorite student.
For a couple excruciating seconds, I stood in silence, and thought that maybe he wasn't in the room. Just when I had given up and was about to walk away, the door cut open and standing in front of me was my science teacher. He was a pretty stately figure, standing at 6'0 and about 220 Egyptian pound. Only 35, he had a heavyset, muscular figure with broad berm and a bald-pated head. Though he was very large, his consistency contained lilliputian fat. He looked down at me and snorted. Turning away and walking back into his room, he waved his finger and beckoned me to follow.
I looked down at my feet and shuffled along with him. He sat down behind his desk and then started looking at some papers. I stood in front of him, like a gull, and felt my toughness rising.
"What do you want ?"he muttered.
I raised my head and swallowed my pride.
"I came here to apologize, sir, and to ask for your boon to day of the month your daughter."
He finally looked up at me, and chuckled."She told me you would be coming."
I nodded."I beg for your forgiveness for my behavior in your division and I promise that I will be a ripe boyfriend to your daughter."
He tilted his brain an in."And why should I forgive you ?"
I bowed my head."I feel remorse for my actions and I will take aim any penalty that you see fitting."
He rubbed his well-shaven chin and considered it.
"Okay, I will forgive you,"he said,"And let you date my daughter."
I let out a breather in relief.
"…But only if you accept my punishment and do not resist."
I nodded vigorously. I was just sword lily that Mr. P had forgiven me and thought that any penalty was More than worth the pleasure that I would receive from my beautiful girlfriend.
He pointed at the desk closest to us."Go over to the desk and bend over it, facing away from me."
I was really confused. I didn't understand why he wanted me to do that."Wha-"
"Go !"he interrupted."Do you want my approval or not ?"
I still felt wary but walked over to the desk and bent at the waist. Mr. K was given a clear view of my butt, which, honestly, was a very nice one. He slowly lifted his large frame from the desk and walked over to where I was.
"Now listen to me close,"he said."I'm going to paddle you and I'm going to spank you a lot and I'm going to spank you hard. And after I spank you, you're going to pleasure me. If you resist or refuse, I will tell Sophia ( my girl ) that you come to me to apologize and that I caught you cheating on her."
I was shocked. Unable to think my ears, I stayed rooted to the maculation. ‘ How could my girlfriend's dad be doing this'I thought.
"Take off your clothes,"he ordered.
I didn't move.
"Now !"
I scrambled, taking my shirt off and pulling my shorts down.
"Boxers too."
Hesitantly, I stripped my boxers as well and stood there with my manhood exposed. My 6-inch cock dangled, soft.
Mr. P then took off his own shirt and revealed his hairless upper consistency. He huge pecs and intemperately abs, with a small trail leading to the waistcloth of his pant. Mr. P shoved me back down so that that cheek was pressed up against the desk. I quickly grabbed on to the face and not a present moment too soon.
‘ Smack !'The first one came hard and I jerked in painful sensation. More followed in rapid succession as my ass was hammered by his hired hand. I writhed around and clutched on the desk tightly as he continued for thirty seconds. I was horrified to feel myself getting hard as he assaulted me. Finally, mercifully, he stopped and my behind burned.
I had no time to recuperate before he commanded,"bout around and get on your knees."
Beaten out of all of my will, I shamefully did as he said. My human face was floor with his hips and I looked up at his imposing, well-toned figure. He then undid his belt buckle and softly tapped my cheek with it. I winced. Mr. P unzipped his drawers and pulled out his member. My middle went wide-open. There, in straw man of me, was a massive rooster. It was only half-hard but was already 8 inch.
"You know what to do,"he smirked.
Trembling, I told hold of it in my hired hand, which was able to hold on just over one-half of it. I started rubbing back and Forth River and he moaned. His dick rose to its to the full sizing, 10 in. I looked up at his face and he motioned for me to continue. I inched my lip to his cock and lightly kissed the elephantine foreland. Pre-cum started seeping out. I licked the underside of it and fondled the balls. Then, finally ready, I engulfed his head in my lip. He groaned in pleasure.
expiration further, I tried to die down all of it but could only get 6 column inch before I started gagging. I pulled off and started licking the head and then the entire member. Once again, I wrapped my back talk over it and started bobbing back and Forth. My own penis became rock-solid, and I decided to just try and enjoy this. Mr. P had his oculus closed and grabbed the back of my head with both hands. He started thrusting my question towards and away from his body. I let him control me as he had me go back and Forth. I tried throating him as my eyes reached just inch from his nicely-shaven pubes.
After a dyad minutes of giving him a blowjob, Mr. P pulled my mouth of his peter. His optic, which were glazed over during the BJ, came back into nidus.
He gave me a awful grin."Go back and bend over."
I nodded and quickly assumed the stead. I looked back to see what he was doing. Mr. P was fully naked now and reached into his desk drawer. He pulled out some lube and applied it to his cock. He came over and itch some on my motherfucker. Shocked, I realized what he was planning.
"Please, Mr. P, don't do this,"I begged.
He just pushed my head down and placed the tip of his phallus at my entranceway. He slowly started pushing into my golf hole and I felt vast pressure. He was soon 2 inches in me and I groaned in painfulness. Suddenly, he grunted as he thrust over half of his penis into my shit. I screamed and he covered my mouth with his hand. Mr. P pulled out nearly all the way and then rammed it in again, even further. He repeated this action mechanism until he thrust in again one Sir Thomas More time and I felt his balls slap against me. I gasped, all 10 inches were in me.
Mr. P started fucking me with barbarian abandon and pressed his chest of drawers and stomach on my back. Mr. P continued this for barely a minute until he came. I felt squirt after jet of his warm germ fill me up. A 2d later, I came with him and my hammer jerked as my cum splattered onto the desk. Exhausted, Mr. P collapsed, his weight on me.
"We're going to be doing more of this, Jason."he sighed."I guarantee it. ”