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   (Mb (7yo), ped, oral)

   The Teacher: Part 1 By Mantis Writer

   My name is Richard Riley and I have been a second grade teacher for
twenty seven years.  I have become a trusted member of my community.  I
have helped mold young minds, educated our youth.  I have been nominated
for teacher of the year awards mutltiple times and won three.  Parents love
me, kids respect me, and my peers look to me for advice.

   I take pride in what I do, always have.  But I must admit the thing that
drew me to teaching young kids had very little to do with any of the things
I have mentioned.  No, for me it was the ability to be around young boys
six hours a day, five days a week for nine months every year.  That is what
drew me to teaching.  The access, the position of trust were a combination
I could just not pass up.

   It started my very first year teaching.  The boy was named Jason, he was
slow in Math I had offered him tutoring after school.  The rest as they say
is history.  Since then I have varied in my techniques, and I have had to
adapt to the ever growing suspicion of male teachers.  I have relied
heavily on the equity that I have in the community and that is a large part
of why I never once have entertained the thought of moving somewhere else.

   I'll be honest, not every boy I have enjoyed the company of has been
equally exciting.  There have been some that have truly been place fillers
as a result of getting a class that simply lacked that one special boy. 
There, in fact, was a streak of five years where I had to bide my time with
such place fillers.  But this year is not one of those years.  This year I
consider myself especially lucky.  Not only do I have one of those special
boys, that appeals to me in that oh so taboo way, but I have a boy who is
willing to do "naughty" things with his "bad" teacher.

   The boy's name is Nick, I call him Nicky.  He is seven years old and
cute as a button.  It wasn't exactly lust at first sight with Nicky.  The
first day of school he struck me as a trouble maker and clothes revealed
nothing to me that really made me give him a second prospective look.  But
as the school year started to get into full gear I found Nicky more and
more to my liking.  He was not at all a trouble maker as I had pegged him
to be.  Yes he was outgoing, maybe a little too curious at times, but for
the most part he never meant to cause trouble.

   By the third week of school I had discovered that young Nicky was
struggling with reading and would require some extra tutoring.  I contacted
his parents to set up a time that would suit us both the best.  It was
decided that Nicky would stay after school three days a week for extra help
with tutoring.  At that point I was simply doing my job and had no true
plan for anything else at the time.  Truth be told I had my eyes on another
boy in the class but something about him was keeping me from making my
first move towards exploring his glory.  It wasn't until the second week of
tutoring young Nicky that I started to see potential as a sexual partner in
him.  But once I started seeing that potential in him there was no looking
back, and by the end of September I had started the seduction of young
Nicky.

   It has become more complicated in recent years to seduce a student.  Too
many overly watchful eyes that are sure something bad is happening even
when there is nothing there at all.  As a result I have to be more careful
in the boys I select and the way I enter their pants and ultimately their
bodies.  I started slow with Nicky, little touches on the shoulder here,
pats on the leg there.  When those small moves were accepted without
complaint I moved to resting my hand on his thigh while he was reading. 
Light ticking of his side when he said something silly or made one of his
numerous little boy jokes during tutoring.  Soon after this slow, and ever
so painful, seduction process began I started to notice that I had
something on my side.  I began to see that Nicky not only trusted me as his
teacher, but in addition to that he liked me.  It was that perfect
combination that was going to lead me to the promise land that is the
inside of Nicky's pants.

   The very next tutoring session after making that realization I began
progressing further towards my goal of bedding Nicky.  I began resting my
hand higher on Nicky's thigh and closer to his little boy package that
rested securly underneath his blue jeans.  As Nicky continued his reading
practice I began rubbing his thigh, gently at first, then a little harder
as there was no negative reaction from him.  By the end of that week I was
sure that I could have young Nicky in every possible way.

   The following week I selected a very special book for Nicky to read
during tutoring.  I called the book the bridge, as it served as one between
a normal teacher/student relationship and one where there was sex involved.
The bridge was a book that described in kids terms how a man and a boy can
have different kinds of fun together.  You might be asking yourself where I
found such a book.  Well, I wrote it for such occasions as I found myself
in with young Nicky.

   Nicky responded with curiosity as he read through the pages that
described how a man and a boy could make each other feel "special feelings"
in their "private parts." Some parts of the book made him giggle, the
little boy giggle which had made my cock jump in my pants for a number of
weeks.

   "What do you think young Nicholas?" I asked after he had finished
reading.  "Do people really do that?" he asked me, his big brown eyes
looking up at me.  "They sure do," I answered with a nod.  "Do you have any
questions about it?" "Does it hurt?" "Does what hurt?" "When
your...um....weenie points up?" Nicky asked hesitantly as his full cheeks
flushed red.  "No," I said with a chuckle.  "It feels good.  And if you
play with it enough when it's like that it'll feel really good!" "Really?"
Nicky asked.  "Yep it sure does!" I said.  "Does this sound like something
you would like to try?" "You mean with you?" he asked curiously.  "Yes," I
said, as I gently brushed his brown bangs away from his forehead.  "But
those things sound like bad touches," Nicky said.  "Their only bad touches
if someone forces you to do them," I said.  Having been through this
conversation many times in recent years I had developed a script for it.  I
knew exactly how to deal with the "bad touch" idea with the notion that
only forced touching is bad touching.  "People don't understand that,
sometimes.  And that's why if we do this it would have to be our little
secret.  Otherwise both of us could get in a lot of trouble.  So what do
you say?" "It doesn't hurt?" Nicky asked.  "I promise you it won't hurt," I
said.  I knew ultimately I would have to break that promise when I began
exploring his luscious little ass with my cock but there was no need to
scare the boy.  "so you want to give it a try?" "Okay," he said softly. 
"Great!  Then how about you climb up on ole' Mr.  Riley's lap." I said
backing my chair away from the student desk I was sitting at and opening my
arms for the boy.  I checked the clock and noted that we still had a good
45 minutes before young Nicky would be picked up.

   Nicky, being the obedient boy he is, quickly climbed onto my lap.  Nicky
is about average height and weight for his seven years of age.  He still
has some baby fat on him, especially in his face but his body is starting
to thin out slightly.  His parents keep his brown hair short but he always
has bangs, which I find very cute.  His big brown eyes make me think of a
puppy dog, when I'm not thinking of those eyes looking up at me as the boy
has my cock planted between his red lips.

   With Nicky sitting in my lap I pulled both of his legs over to one side
of mine and kept one hand on his knee and the other in the middle of his
back.  That first time Nicky was wearing a brown t-shirt and my favorite
pair of jeans that showed off his bubble butt.

   "You're a very good boy," I started as I began moving my hand from his
knee up his thigh.  "Do you know that Nicky?" "Thanks," he said, blushing a
little.  "I'm very glad you're willing to play these special games with me.
But there are some rules." "There are?" he asked, sounding dissapointed. 
"Yes," I said, nodding my head.  "First, whatever I ask you to do, you do
without question.  Second, there is no telling anybody what we do in here
after school.  Lastly, I will need to see you five days of the week now so
we can do both our special games and the reading you need to do.  Will any
of these rules be a problem for you?" "No," he said as he quickly shook his
head.  "Good.  Now stand up for me Nicky."

   Nicky did as he was told and stood in front of me, his big brown eyes
still looking right into mine.  I smiled at him as I gently put my right
hand on his stomach and reached around with my left hand which I placed on
the small of his back.

   "Okay, so what was the first thing that it said in the special book?" I
asked Nicky as he stood in front of me.  "It said that to play special
games right you have to..." "It's okay, you can say it." "You have to be
naked," Nicky said in a whisper.  "Good," I said excitedly.  "You're
exactly right you have to be naked.  So why don't you take off your clothes
so we can start playing!" "K," Nicky said, nervously.

   I removed my hands from him to allow him to get undressed.  It never
fails to be the most erotic part of any sexual encounter I have with a boy,
the watching him undress himself.  It is as though he is bearing himself to
me, his deepest secrets becoming visible inch by inch by inch.

   Slowly Nicky bent down to untie his shoes then kicked one off then the
other.  Next went his socks, which exposed his cute little feet.  I do not
even come close to having a thing for feet but even I have to admit that
young Nicky does possess a pair of very cute feet.  Anyway, once barefoot
the real fun began as Nicky grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled it
over his head.  Young Nicky is a swimmer, and the time he spends in the sun
shows in the olive complexion of his skin.  That first time seeing him with
no shirt on was something I will never forget.  The complexion of his skin,
the exposure of his meaty chest and slightly protuding belly centered by a
perfect innie belly button.  Young Nicky still has some baby fat on him but
I like that.  Moving on, Nicky allowed his shirt to fall to the floor next
to his shoes but he made no move to remove the next item of clothing.

   "Don't worry Nicky," I told him as he looked at me with an uncertain
look.  "We're both guys here, you ain't got nothing that I haven't seen
before," I told him in my most reassuring tone.

   Nicky gave me a nervous smile as he nodded his head, his hands slowly
going to the fly of his little blue jeans.  I watched with baited breath as
his small fingers first unsnapped then unzipped his jeans.  He then pressed
down ever so slowly on the waist band of his pants causing them to slowly
slide down his legs until they pooled around his feet.  Young Nicky was
left standing in front of me in nothing but a very sexy pair of Batman
briefs.  It seemed as though it took me three tries to swallow once.  Even
though it hadn't been lust at first sight with Nicky, he had in the weeks
leading up to this first sexual encounter become the center of all my
masturbation fantasies.  The boy had made me cum countless time without
even knowing it.  And finally, he was standing in front of me, virtually
completly naked and mine for the taking.

   "Let me do this part," I told him before he could pull down his
underwear.

   I slowly extended my hands out to him, my right hand gently going
between his legs and cupping his boy parts through the cotton of his
briefs. I heard him catch his breath as for the first time my hand came in
contact with his "private parts." I smiled at him as I gave a gentle
squeeze then let go, moving my hand to his waistband.  After weeks of
anticipation I was finally going to see the little guy completely naked,
and I was going to be able to explore his body without any limitations. 
Deliberatley I used both my hands to pull down the little Batman briefs. 
Slowly a perfectly circumsized one and a half inch soft little cock came
into view.  The skin of NIcky's pelvis and groin were snow white, a stark
contrast the the olive complexion of the rest of his body which only served
to turn me on even more.  I let his briefs join his jeans in a puddle
around his feet before telling him to step out of both.

   "You are a very handsome boy," I told him after he was free from both
his jeans and briefs.  "How about you come closer," I told him spreading my
legs further apart so he could stand between them.  Nicky did as he was
told and my hands very quickly began exploring him, starting at his chest.
"How does this feel?" I asked him as I started to message his chest, and
gently pinch his dime sized nipples.  "Wierd," he said, simply.  "I bet
it's a good kind of wierd," I told him.  "Just like how the book said it
feels when your wiener gets hard.  Is your wiener getting hard Nicky?" "I
don't know," the obviously very innocent boy said.  "Maybe." "well my
wiener is getting hard, Nicky," I said.  "You know why?" "Why?" "Because it
likes you very much, and it wants to come out to play just like yours is.
But before we let it out why don't we see if we can get your wiener just as
hard as mine," I said as I ran my hands down the smooth skin of his chest
and stomach to the little piece of boy meat that waited below.

   Indeed young Nicky was hard as I grabbed his sex with my fingers and
started to slowly masturbate him.  I could see him catch his breath again
as my hand made contact with his bare cock.

   "You're wiener is hard, Nicky," I told him in a soft voice.  "You know
what that means?" "What?" "It means you like being naked for me," I told
him.  "YOu like showing off that sexy little body of yours don't you Nicky?
Like when your swimming at the pool in just your bathing suit.  Do you see
guys looking at you?  Watching you when you get out of the pool?" "No,"
Nicky said as he shook his head.  "Next time look around, I bet you'll
catch a couple," I said.  "And if they are looking at you that means they
want to touch you like I'm touching you now.  You like that idea Nicky? 
Would you like other men to touch you here?" I asked as I gave his young
cock a little squeeze.  "I guess," he said, unsure of how to answer.  "I
know you do," I said.  "I can tell by the way your cock is already so hard
that your going to be a sluttly boy.  A very sexy, sluttly boy."

   I knew Nicky wasn't understanding half of what I was telling him, but to
be honest the words were more for myself than they were for him anyway. 
Regaurdless, I knew it was time to release my cock from its fabric prison
and allow Nicky the opportunity to play with me.

   "Being such a slutty little boy, I'm sure that now you want to see my
wiener too," I said as cupped his tight little ball sack in the palm of my
hand.  "Admit it Nicky, you want to see what a grown man's wiener looks
like.  Don't you?" "I guess," He said, nervously.  "I know you do, my
little slut puppy," I said as I removed my hand from his groin and stood
up.

   Nicky's head barley cleared my waist when I stood up in front of him,
the alignment was exactly what I had wanted.  Wasting no time I unbuckled
my belt and quickly undid the fly of my Dockers before reaching into my
pants and fishing out my hard 7 inch cock.  I could instantly tell Nicky
was shocked by the size.

   "What do you think little man?" I asked.  "Does that make your wiener
even harder seeing mine?  I bet it does.  A little slutty boy like you
probably loves the sight of my big fat cock.  Say that word for me Nicky.
say cock." "Cock," he said with a little giggle.  "That's a funny word." "I
guess it is," I said as I grabbed hold of my cock and gave it a firm jerk
right in front of Nicky's face.  "You know what we're going to do now, my
sluttly little boy?" "What?" "We're going to make each other feel really
good," I said, as I began to jerk my cock obscenely close to Nicky's little
face.  "See what I'm doing with my cock?  Why don't you do that with
yours?" "Like this?" Nicky asked as he wrapped his little hand around his
baby cock and hesitantly began to jerk it.  "Just like that boy," I said
with a smile.  "How does that feel?  Playing with your cock like that." "It
feels funny," Nicky said.  "Kinda like I'm tickling myself." "That's
exactly what you're doing Nicky," I told him.  "You're tickling yourself.
But you know what?  It always feels so much better when somebody else
tickles you!  Can you tickle me on my cock for a bit then I'll tickle
yours?" "How do I tickle yours?" he asked, curiously.  "Do the same thing
to mine that you're doing to yours.  But since my cock is bigger you're
going to need to use both hands."

   I released my cock from my grip and watched anxiously as both of Nicky's
little hands came up to my 7 inches of throbing meat.  The feel of his
hands wrapping around my cock was like a bolt of electricity running up and
down my body.  I had to keep my knees from buckling as I watched the little
boy in front of me begin to masturbate my cock for me, both of his tiny
hands not even covering my entire cock.

   "You have a very good touch there, Nicky," I told him after he had been
jacking me for a couple of minutes.  "A very good touch indeed.  But Nicky,
what else did the people in that book do?  Besides touch eachothers cocks
with their hands.?" "It was gross!" Nicky exclaimed as he scrunched up his
little nose.  "Tell me what they did." "The boy put the man's thingy..."
"The man's what?" "The man's cock in his mouth," Nicky said, his face still
scrunched slightly.  "Exactly, but it's not gross," I said.  "Not if the
man and boy are good at keeping themselves clean.  I promise you, Nicky
that I am very clean." "You are?" "Yep!  So why don't you open wide and put
my cock in your mouth?" "Do I have to?" "Yes," I said firmly.  "Just make
sure you don't scratch it with your teeth.  So open your mouth as wide as
you can...  good boy just like that...now let's see how much of my cock you
can fit in your....mmmmm, that feels good...wrap your lips around it...yeah
just like that...oh Nicky you have such a hot little mouth...lick the tip
with your tounge...oh baby, you're making me feel sooooo gooood...keep that
up you little cock baby...ooohhhh....such a good little mouth you have
there Nicky, so warm and small...I love little boy's mouths ahhh keep that
up."

   As Nicky's little tongue swirled around the head of my cock I could feel
my balls pulling up towards my body.  The first session with a boy I never
very last very long.  All the build up, the anticipation often proves to be
too much for my balls to handle.  And this first time with Nicky proved not
to be an exception.  So after only a couple of minutes of having my cock in
the warm, wet heaven that is Nicky's little mouth I felt my cum boiling
over in my balls and begin to shoot up the length of my cock.

   Not wanting to scare the boy too much on his first cock sucking
adventure I quickly pulled my cock out of his mouth and began jacking it
furiously right in front of his face.

   "Ohh Nicky baby, you did such a good job with your mouth!" I told him as
I furiously jacked my cock over his face.  "Mr.  Riley is going to give you
a special treat now for being such a good cock sucker.  Here it comes baby,
close your eyes.  What a sexy little boy you are.  That brown hair, that
little button nose, soft skin...ahhh fuck here it comes
baby...I'm....ohhhhh....fuuuuuuuuck."

   Spurt after spurt of cum came flying out of my cock landing in Nicky's
hair at first then the following jets landing on his closed eyes and his
nose, the last shot running over his lips.  The shock of it all made the
poor thing start to cry.  I guess I hadn't done a good enough job preparing
him for that part of the game.  I quickly got a paper towel from the
cabinet and made quick work of cleaning all my cock juice from the young
boy's face and hair.

   "There you go, all clean," I said.  "Why did you pee on me?" Nicky asked
with a sniffle as I sat in front of him.  "That wasn't pee," I said with a
chuckle.  "It wasn't?" he asked, his big brown eyes looking at me
questioningly.  "No," I said, shaking my head.  "That was special juice. 
See grown up men, when they get really happy can shoot this special juice
out of their cocks.  That juice just meant that you made me really happy.
That's all." "Will I be able to do that too?" "Not right now you won't," I
told him.  "But in a few years you'll be able to.  But just because you
can't shoot the special juice doesn't mean that you can't get that really
good feeling.  I can show you if you want." "Yeah!" Nicky said, his tears
quickly turning into excitement.

   Without saying another word I put both of my hands on Nicky's little
butt cheeks, bent down so my face was even with his white groin and hard
little cock.  I pulled on his butt cheeks and pulled him closer to me,
forcing his little cock to enter my waiting my mouth.  Nicky gasped in
surprise as a whole new set of feelings ran through his young body.  I
quickly went to town on the little boy sausage in my mouth, sucking on it,
licking it, tasting it.  I felt Nicky's hands grab hold of my head as he
started to rock his hips back and forth.  I opened my mouth wider to admit
his smmall ball sack and soon I had his entire sex in my mouth, sucking on
it, bathing it with my tongue.  Meanwhile my hands were busy messaging his
fleshy ass, every once in awhile I would allow a finger or two to just
gently graze over his tiny rosebud.  The combination of feelings in his
front and back proved to be too much for young Nicky and before I knew it,
his tiny cock was pulsing in my mouth.

   After Nicky came down from his high I gently released his sex from my
mouth and looked into his eyes.  It was in that moment that I knew Nicky
was going to be a very special boy.

   To Be Continued...

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