College Teacher

He didn't hesitate at the water's edge but did a shallow dive straight away and was soon back on the surface and turned and looked at me as he stood up.

'It's a bit shallow for diving, but it will do though the water is a bit cold at the moment,' he said, shaking the water from his eyes and hair as he spoke. So I did a short run and jumped in and he was right for it was cold, but very refreshing. I surfaced gasping and turned but he was already swimming down to one end and so I followed. I'd already seen his sturdy thighs and knew that he was a real swimmer, unlike me, and so he was able to reach the end and begin the return before I was even halfway there.

We stayed in the pool for an hour before climbing out and laying down on the grass in the evening sunlight to dry off. I noticed that his cock had shrivelled up somewhat like mine due to the coldness of the water. He talked again of his plans for the boys as we lay there in the last of the sunlight and didn't have any objections when he said that it would be a good idea for us to spend the night in the tent for me to get a feel of it. On reflection, I should have read that remark two ways, but I agreed and so with darkness falling we went into the tent still naked and sat down and drank a couple of beers before he turned off the hurricane light.

We didn't have sleeping bags, just blankets to lie on though these did cover inflatable mattresses, but because of the other paraphernalia in there, we lay rather close to each other and went to sleep.

CHAPTER THREE

'You masturbated last night,' he said to me after saying good morning as we dressed to go for breakfast. I felt my face go red at this. 'That's alright. I did too, after you'd gone to sleep.'

I thought he had already gone to sleep when I had done so and prayed that he wouldn't ask me over what I had masturbated for I'd had conflicting images run through my mind and he had been part of them. I was grateful that he didn't ask even though I would liked to have known his thoughts when he had done the same after I'd gone to sleep.

The subject was dropped as we went for our breakfast and after, I went to our room to carry on with my program while he went off to the woods. After lunch, I went with him and saw that the boys had brought towels with them so I guessed that they'd been told that they could swim in the afternoon. They were a bit hesitant at first but when they saw Kit strip off naked and jump into the pool, they were quick to follow. I was last and soon was swimming up and down at my own pace while Kit went up and down like a fish. The two boys played at one end near the side to allow us to swim the whole length.

The boys cried out in dismay when they were told it was time to finish and they reluctantly got out of the pool and I could see that they looked at both Kit's and my groin for we had pubic hair and were much bigger in tackle size that they were. We heard them giggling as they whispered to each other as they dried themselves and I got a smile from Kit, knowing what they were talking about.

'Did you like sleeping in the tent last night?' Kit asked me while we had our supper.

'Very much,' I replied. 'My room is so stuffy at night and so it was good to be out in the fresh air.'

'Would you like to again tonight?'

'Why not. Last night was the best night's sleep I've had since I've been here,' I replied and so, after supper, Kit collared a bottle of wine and we went off to the tent. As like the last evening, we stripped off and went swimming and found that the pool was that much warmer now that it had been still for twenty four hours.

We let the late sun dry us as he went and opened the wine for us to drink and we stayed outside till it got dark before going into the tent to sleep. The hurricane lamp wasn't lit and we settled ourselves down in the ever increasing gloom to sleep.

It was fully dark before he spoke.

'Are you still awake?' he whispered.

'Yes,' I replied.

'Are you going to masturbate again?'

'I was thinking about it,' I said, feeling my face go red and glad that he couldn't see it and it went even redder when he asked the next question.

'Do you want me to do it for you? It's more exciting and erotic when you feel another hand doing it.'

'The quid pro quo is that I do the same for you?' I asked, unable to keep the tremor out of my voice for the last time I had ever done this was when I was about fifteen. Two boys practising and getting enjoyment out doing the hand job on each other.

'If you're not averse to the idea,' he said in a low voice. I let the silence hang for a minute and wondered if this was what I wanted by agreeing to the swimming naked and sleeping in the tent alone with him?

'I think we'll enjoy it,' he said as I felt him move closer and our thighs touched. 'I've got some tissues here.'

I felt his hand touch my stomach and move down a little to where my erection that the idea had caused, was lying up on my stomach. His hand felt cool as he grasped it and lifted it upright and I couldn't stop the shiver that flowed through my body at his touching me like this. His fingers closed round my shaft and I heard him sigh.

'It's bigger erect than I thought it would be,' he said in the darkness.

'I bet you say that to all the boys,' I replied.

'The boys? No. They're off limits.' I let this comment pass as I gave myself up to the pleasure of having my own prick being slowly and gently rubbed in the up and down fashion. The hand now firm and pulling down till the foreskin was stretched before the upward movement of the skin moving over the hard flesh below. As he said, it was more erotic having someone else doing it and I gave out a groan at the many images that flashed through my mind as his hand manipulated my cock and I was soon brought to the point of ejaculating.

'I'm coming,' I gasped and began to buck my hips slightly in opposite movements to that of his hand. I heard and then felt the tissues he had been holding in his other hand come and cover the head of my cock as my sperm erupted from the eye. I groaned as he kept on pumping his hand up and down as I came, having my emission caught in the tissues. Even though I'd finished, he kept squeezing me, forcing the last drops of sperm out of my cock and wiping it away.

'How was that then?' he asked and I'm sure I heard a smile in his voice for I couldn't see in the dark if he was actually smiling or not but it certainly sounded like it.

'Very good,' I panted. My chest still heaving and heart pumping at the thrill I'd just been given. His hand left my piece and came up to lay on my chest.

'We'd better give you a couple of minutes to calm down,' he said, giving my chest a gentle rub, and I felt him lie back down beside me.

'Okay. Are you ready?' I asked a couple of minutes later, propping myself up on my elbow.

'Up, ready and waiting,' he said. 'Here's some tissues.'

I had to sit up to fumble and take them from his hand and so I put out my hand, the fingers trembling as I felt for his prick and then brushed it. It was like a small electric shock to me and I flinched but quickly put my hand back and felt his hard penis laying up on his stomach. I curled my fingers round it like he had done to me and I felt the heat from it and also felt it pulsate as my hand closed round it.

It was like having my hand on the throttle of a motor bike, feeling it throb to the beat of its engine, just waiting for me to twist it to feel the motor surge forward. The difference was that there wasn't any sound except for our breathing and I wasn't supposed to twist it but move my hand up and down on it.

The outer skin was soft and moved easily over that strong muscle that was sheathed and I could feel every vein of it as my hand began to move up and down, holding him tight.

'That's great,' he purred as I slowly jerked him off, settling myself properly as I worked my hand on him, getting into the rhythm. 'Harder, faster,' he said as though through gritted teeth. 'I'm coming.'

He came fast and I wasn't ready for him with the tissues. I felt his cock suddenly expand that little bit more as his sperm erupted from the eye and I fumbled the tissues but missed most of his first shot and it went all over my hand. I managed to catch the next two spurts because they were slower and not so much but my hand was still covered with his first coming.

'That was great Colin,' he said as I finished wiping the head of his cock and then, without any forethought, instead of wiping my own hand, began to lick his sperm off. I cannot explain why I did this, but I did and found it tasted slightly salty but still licked my hand clean. Only after doing this did I wipe my hand and throw the tissues to one side and lay down next to him, my heart pounding at what I had just done. I was glad it was dark so he didn't see what I had done.

We were laying that close to each other that our thighs were touching and I felt his hand take hold of mine and give it a squeeze.

'Did you find it more erotic having somebody else do it for you? I certainly did,' he said.

'Yes,' I replied, controlling my voice. 'It's been a long time since I've done this,' and then told him how and when I'd last held somebody else's prick in my hand.

'Well I'm glad that you're my roommate,' he said when I'd finished but never told me of his previous experiences and I didn't want to push him on this and with us saying goodnight to each other, we went to sleep.

CHAPTER FOUR

The next day was almost the same pattern as before. After breakfast, I worked at my notes in our sitting room while he went off with the boys to the camp site. I joined them after lunch and found that Kit had managed to get this huge rope tied up to the tree branch that overhung the pool. There was a secondary rope tied to this to pull it back for the next person to swing out.

I could see that the two boys were eager to try this out but Kit, having done the work fixing it, used it first. We'd all stripped naked and Kit stood on the small platform and launched himself out and swung right out over the pond and let go and fell with a mighty splash into the water.

'This'll be fun for the others,' he cried after he'd surfaced. 'Come on, next!' The boys had been jumping about and so I let them go first and watched as they, in turn, swung out and dropped into the water and then it was my turn. I fluffed it by swinging out and I didn't let go and swung right back. 'You're supposed to let go,' Kit cried out to the laughter of the boys who were watching. I'm sure I looked most ungainly as I swung out and let go, my legs flying up high and landing on my back with a big smack onto the surface of the pool.

'Well it works,' Kit said as he helped me stand up as I shook the water from my eyes to see the boys already scrambling out for another go.

'Geronimo!' cried the first one.

'Banzai!' shouted the next one as he landed almost on top of the first one.

'Let them enjoy themselves,' he said. 'Let us swim. But be careful when we come back that they don't drop down on us.' So we swam and the boys kept swinging out to much cries and laughter.

Too soon it was time to get going back to the college for supper. The boys thrilled at being the first ones to use the rope over the pool.

We were in the hall eating and having a bottle of wine between us when Kit asked me if I would like to sleep in the tent again. I told him yes and got myself an erection at the thought of having him jerk me off again and, which was more to the point, of having his throbbing cock in my hand again. I licked my lips remembering what I had done the previous night.

We had a swim first before laying out on the grass in the last rays of the sun, drinking some beer. In a pause of our conversation, I was thinking of what we would be doing later in the tent and found that I was already getting an erection.

'Ho ho. I see that you would like to do what we did last night,' he smiled. I blushed and admitted that I did and so we got up and went inside. It was getting dark quite fast but there was still just enough light for me to see him sit up and take my erection in his hand and hold it erect.

'I like your prick,' he said as he began to move his hand up and down on it. 'Big, hard and feels right at home in my hand.'

'I like yours too,' I replied being polite though I did like it, the same as he'd said about mine. I closed my eyes and gave myself up to the pleasure of him wanking me and finally groaned that I was coming and tensed up as I had my release, him with the tissues ready to catch it.

It was now dark when he laid himself down and I sat up and took the tissues from him and felt for him and found he was as hard as I had been.

'This is really lovely,' he said softly as my hand moved up and down, moving that silken sheath over the hard piece of flesh that it covered.

'I'm nearly there,' he groaned and I felt his body begin to stiffen up and then, for some inexplicable reason, I bent down and took the head of his cock into my mouth. Was it because I had tasted his semen the night before and wanted to taste it again? Or was there a streak of homosexuality about my being that made me do this? I don't know but I got another erection at just doing this single act. He gave out a sharp exclamation at what I had done but it was too late for him to react one way or another.

The head of his cock was firmly in my mouth and I could feel the heat from it as I clamped my lips tight round the rim as my hand kept pumping up and down. He came in one almighty burst and I felt the stream of it hit my upper palate and stick as it was followed up by three other gouts, lesser each time, but enough come to fill my mouth which I held there till he'd finished. I kept on squeezing him till I knew he was empty, breathing hard through my nose until I finally released him and then used the tissues to spit it all out. Even though I did this, I still had quite a bit left which I moved about with my tongue getting the same salty taste as before.

'Well I didn't expect that Colin,' he said as I laid down. 'Thank you.' I felt him move up and the next thing, I had him give me a kiss. I can't say I was shocked but I was certainly surprised for it was the first time I had ever been kissed by another man, but then, it was also the first time I'd ever sucked on a man's cock too. It was a soft touching of lips and it gave me a queer kind of thrill and I felt myself getting another erection. But this time, he was asleep when I gave myself another hand job, thinking of the audacious thing I had done and having him kiss me afterwards.

CHAPTER FIVE

I woke up with a start as I felt my cock being taken hold of and I hadn't even got my eyes open when I felt the head of it being enclosed in a great warmth. I looked down my body to see Kit kneeling above my thighs, his head slowly moving up and down and felt his tongue running over the head of my erection that was firmly between his lips.

'What a lovely way to be woken up,' I groaned and saw him twist his head a little so that I could see his smiling eyes as he sucked on me. It was now daylight so I could see what he was doing but enjoyed the feel and so closed my eyes and laid my head back down to savour the pleasure he was giving me.

I didn't have to tell him that I was coming for he could tell from the tensing of my body and the small bucking movements of my hips. I came and he took it all in and still held onto me till I'd finished. Then to my surprise, he swallowed it and then bent back down to lick and suck out the residue that he squeezed out of my prick.

He licked his own lips when he finally released me, a grin on his face as he lay back down beside me.

'That's to reciprocate for what you did for me last night, though the art of giving a blow job is to swallow the semen, not spit it out,' he said with a smile. 'Would you like to try it again?'

I looked down and saw that he also had a morning erection and it looked as hard as an iron bar and felt like one when I took it into my hand.

'I'll try,' I said, 'for that was the first time I've ever done anything like that.'

He laid back and I looked at his cock that I held in my hand, my first sight of it being fully erect as my other times it had been at night. The head half exposed from the foreskin was a dark red, almost purple from the blood that engorged it, but it felt the same. A hard piece of flesh encased in its smooth skin that when I moved my hand down, stretched the foreskin tight down from the head. Also, the eye of his cock opened at this point and by moving my hand quickly made it give the impression that it was winking at me.

'Don't leave it too long Colin,' Kit said softly. My eyes flicked across to see that he was smiling and I took another look at that engorged prick and gave my lips a lick and bent my head and took him into my mouth. I'm sure my face was red at having him watch me do this for it had been much better in the darkness where he couldn't see me. It's silly I know, but I felt more embarrassed at him actually seeing me take his cock into my mouth to suck and have him come inside it.

But these qualms passed as I relished having his tool there and I ran my tongue over the head and felt the pulse beat of his heart as it pumped the blood round it. I also sucked and bobbed my head up and down in time to my hand movements. Then I changed hands and took hold of him with my left hand and with my right, felt down and cupped his heavy balls and moved my fingers to make them move and roll inside their sac. I heard him give out a groan and I gently gave them a squeeze as I felt them move about and marvelled at the power I had whilst doing this for he was completely at my mercy in this position. His soft eggs in my hand that could be crushed, his prick in my mouth which could be chewed. I did neither for I liked having his cock there and I sucked and tongued him till he gave out another groan and I felt his hips start to move and I knew he was about to come.

I compressed my lips even tighter under the head of his cock and I swear I felt it expand even more as the first surge came up and hit the roof of my mouth. My mind went blank as I helped him pump out his follow up surges by squeezing his cock in my upward motion, aiding the jets that followed to add to what I already had in my mouth.

Now came my moment of truth in respect of oral sex and as I held his sperm in my mouth, I remembered something that had happened to me once at a fancy dinner. I'd been suffering from a heavy chest cold and right there at the dinner table I had a coughing fit and a big lump of phlegm came up from my throat. I couldn't fumble out my handkerchief nor could I spit it out into my napkin, and so I swallowed it. Think of that my mind said and so I lifted my head and swallowed.

I then realised that it wasn't much different from eating oysters though you don't really eat them; you just tip the shell up and let the thing slide into your mouth and you swallow it. I felt quite pleased with myself that I did this and bent my head back down onto his cock and sucked and tongued the residue out of him before finally releasing him and laying back down beside him.

'For a tyro, that was bloody good,' Kit said as he leaned up on his elbow and looked down at me. I felt inordinately pleased at his words and didn't object when he leaned further over and gave me a kiss on the lips. It was only a brief touching of the lips and I was somewhat disappointed for I expected a bit more passion there, for, brief as it was, it had kindled a small fire deep in my belly and now it was just smouldering and my mind went into a turmoil at this feeling I was getting. Was I turning into a homosexual by giving him a blow job? My heart was beating fast and I had really wanted him to kiss me more as my stomach churned and I felt an incredible ache deep down inside of me. Was he a homosexual and in the process of seducing me? It was a question I couldn't answer though if he wasn't, my body was saying that I wanted him to do just that. I wanted to ask myself more questions but he got up as he spoke.