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The dean of disipline - Part 2


All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.


T H E D E A N O F D I C I P L I N E - P A R T I I
By The Syslave Network

The Phys Ed instructor was named Don. He was 22 years old and had just
graduated from a nearby university. "Line up guys, you know the routine. ""
All twenty guys lined up facing the instructor. "Have you all got your jocks
on? Don't want any injuries. Drop your shorts!"
Forty hands dug into the waistbands of gym shorts and lowered them to their
knees. Don looked down the row of jockstrap clad teenage guys. taking his
time, he compared the bulges the guys displayed for him. The older guys, of
course, showed the biggest ones, while some of the younger ones showed promise.
"Turn around!" He shouted.
The guys turned to show him their jock framed asses. One of the guys had a
bright red ass.
"What happened to your butt, Henderson?"
"The Dean got me, Sir. Got me hard."
"Looks like it. I want you to walk down the row and show each guy your ass.
Let them see what happens when guys are bad. What did you do to get spanked by
the Dean?"
Henderson looked down at the floor and said nothing.
"I asked you what happened, kid?"
"I was caught jacking off."
"Is that all?" Don asked.

"Well, one of the guards was spanking another guy and I was getting off
watching, when i was caught."
The other guys in the row chuckled as Henderson walked down the row stopping in
front of each guy to show off his ass.
When he stopped in front of Larry, he smiled at him before turning his red ass
to him. The smile and the smooth, tight red ass caused Larry's prick to give a
little jump in his jock. This did not go unnoticed by the hunky gym
instructor.
After an hour of basketball, Don excused the guys. He told Larry to report to
his office so he could work out a personal exercise program for him as he did
all the guys at Westfield.
When the guys entered the lockerroom, Jim told Larry, "Don is A real hunk.
He's new here, this year, but i hear he plays around. Let me know what happens.
I'll see you back at the barrack this afternoon."

Larry went to Don's office door and knocked. "Come in."
When he entered he saw Don wearing only his jockstrap. It looked damp from
sweat causing the nylon to be almost transparent.
"Strip down to your jock, Larry. I want to see how developed your body is."
Don ordered.
Larry shucked all of his clothes, including shoes and sox and stood up for
inspection.
Don walked over to him and began feeling his muscles. Taking a clipboard from
his desk along with a tape measure, Don measured Larry's biceps, forearms,
neck, chest and waist. Lowering the tape measure to Larry's hips, which were
wrapped in the waistband of the jock, Don said,"You got a hell of a body stud.
Turn around."
Larry did as ordered. He felt Don's hands cup his ass cheeks, briefly, then
measured his thighs and calves. Turning larry around again, he said "Gotta
get your inseam."
Don took one end of the measure and pushed it gently against the place in
Larry's crotch where the two leg bands joins the jock pouch. Larry's cock gave
a jump.
"Looks like your cock likes my hand down here, stud."
"Yes sir. I can't help it."
"I know, kid. looks like you got a healthy cock in this cup." Don said as he
opened his hand and grasp Larry's bulge. He massaged Larry's jock encased dick
until it was rock hard and sticking straight out through stretch nylon. Larry
trembled in excitement. Don stood up and let Larry see his own tented jock
pouch and then leaned against Larry so their pouches rubbed together. He
reached around, grabbing Larry's asscheeks and pulled the two hardon jocks
together. Larry looked down at the excited cocks begging for release and saw
that both of them had big wet gobs of prefuck juice soaking through their jock
pouches. More and more clear fluid flowed from their piss slits, though the
material forming one big glob of excited man juice.

"Get on the massage table, kid. Hurry."
Larry jumped on the table and laid back. Don, grabbed Larry's hard cock and
pulled the jock down his legs. Then he went to his desk drawer and pulled out
a tube of gel and smeared it all over Larry's dick. Still wearing his distented
jock, he climbed up on the table and straddled Larry's hips. Reaching behind
him, he grabbed Larry's cock and aimed it at his asshole. Slowly he lowered
himself onto the bigguy dick.
Larry looked down to see his cock disappearing into the young coach's butthole.
The coach's jock was soaked with precum jizz.
"Fuck me, kid! Fuck me good and hard....Yeah....That feels great all the way
up in me." The coach said honestly.
Larry's body was trembling with the need to cum. For five minutes he pumped
his dick in and out of the coach. At the time the coach talked dirty to Larry
driving his excitement even more.
"Fuck me good guy. Yeah. I want to feel you blast a load of teen cum up my
hole. Make that teen prick feel like a million. Every since I saw your cock
hardening in that jock when you were inspecting Henderson's sore ass, I knew I
had to have it crammed in my butt."

"I can't hold back...I'm gonna cum.. I am cumming..." Larry screamed.
He bucked wildly as his dick fucked deep into the Phys Ed instructor's slick,
hot butt. Pow! Pow! Waves of sexual torment wracked through his body as he
shot a big load of cum into the man.
Larry looked down at the instructor's bulging jock pouch and saw the coach was
cumming to. Right through his tight white nylon jock pouch. The hot jizz oozed
right through the material and dripped down the outline of his cock shaft. He
cried out and squeezed Larry's shoulders as squirt after squirt of manfuck
juice saturated the jock pouch. Pulling himself off of Larry's prick, he
leaned up and forced his cum soaked pouch into Larry's face, smearing cock
cream all over the guy. Larry opened his mouth and welcomed the instructor's
jock into it. He sucked the juices out of the pouch with a rage. The sweet
salty taste and the smell exhausted Larry. When he'd sucked out all the juices
that he could salvage from the wet pouch, the coach collapsed on top of him.
They laid in that position for a few minutes and then hit the shower together.

Larry was on his way back to his assigned dorm at the reformatory. His mind was
numb recalling each of the male sexual encounters he had had over the last
three days. Especially, the coach.
Suddenly, the door of a dorm he was passing swung opened and a young stud burst
out and ran directly into Larry. Larry's school books flew up into the air as
Larry fell to the pavement. His accidental attacker also fell to the
pavement.
The other guy jumped to to his feet ,"I'm sorry, man. I was in a hurry."

"Freeze! Both of you!" A firm voice came from an approaching guard. "You
know the rules regarding fighting! Both of you go directly to your dorm's.
I'll be in contact with you in a few minutes."

"But we were not fighting. I accentally knocked him down!" Cried Larry's
attacker.
"That's right!" Larry agreed.
"Bullshit!" Shouted the guard.

The guard took their names off of their nylon wrist straps and ordered them to
their dorm rooms.

Larry hurried into his barracks, as the dorms were called by the inmates. Upon
entering, he rushed to Jim to tell him what happened. The other guys in the
dorm gathered around.
"Oh, Shit!" Jim said to Larry.
"If you're caught fighting they send you to the Dean!"

"The Dean?" Larry asked.

"The Dean of Discipline." Jim said. "This is really bad, Larry."

The other guys offered sympathy to Larry's situation then wandered back to
their bunks. Larry fell back on his bunk. It was 7:15 PM.

At 8PM sharp, the guard who nabbed Larry came stomping into the dorm and
ordered Larry to report to Building 86 at once.
The guard ordered Larry to don a jockstrap and his pants. No shirt and no
socks.
The guys watched as Larry changed his clothes quickly and followed the guard
out of the door.

The guard led him to the door of Building 86 and opened the door for the guy.
"This is it, kid. When you come back out of here you won't feel like fighting
for a year!"

Larry heard the door close and lock behind him. A cement staircase was ahead
of him. There was no way out. He slowly climbed the stairs lit only by bare
light bulbs. At the top of the stairs was a sign with three words on it:
Attitude Adjustment Center

He opened the door beside of the sign and walked into a room where six other
guys were sitting on wooden straight back chairs along one wall. The room was
stark. A set of double doors held a sign reading "Dean."

He looked at the other guys and they looked up at him. Fear was in all of
their eyes. Suddenly fear came over Larry too. He sat down beside the guy he
had encountered to get into this mess.

"I'm Ron Voight. I'm really sorry I got you into this mess. You'll never
forgive me for this, I know, but I'm really sorry." The guy seemed very
sincere.

"It's not your fault. It's the guard's fault for being so stupid. Now,
exactly what are we in for?"

"I've only heard rumors of what goes on here," Ron said.

One of the youngest guys, a blond young kid, was whimpering. He looked up and
said,"None of us have been here before but I hear it is terrible what the
'Dean of Discipline does to guys."

The double doors opened and a guard came through them into the waiting room.

"I see you are all here. You've all probably heard stories of how we are
forced to deal with those of you who just can't adjust to our facility. What
you will experience throughout the rest of this night is done to adjust your
behaviorial pattern. If you offer any, let me reinterate, A N Y resistance you
will find it will be the worst mistake you've ever made.
You are all to go into the room now and line up facing the desk in the room!
Move!!!"

The guys rushed into the room and lined up facing the desk. The room was dimly
lit but the guys could see that the big room was filled with all kinds of
tables and equipment. A large first aid kit hung on one wall. From the
rafters hung several sets of chains with wrist clamps at their ends.

They heard the double doors close behind them. Then it's lock was secured.
The guys stood facing the desk for fifteen minutes before any-
thing happened. It was the last fifteen minutes of peace they were to enjoy
for many, many hours.

A booming voice from behind them shouted "Turn around, fools!" The guys did
an about face and their eyes feel onto a huge hulk of a man dressed in black
leather from head to toe. Moreover, he wore a leather mask so the guys could
not identify who the Dean of Discipline was.

The Dean walked up to the guys and inspected each one.

"Take off your pants!" He shouted.

The guys scurried to get thier pants off. All were soon again lined up wearing
jockstraps.

"Bend over and grab your ankles!"
The guys complied as the Dean walked behind them. He inspected each of the
guy's asses. He ran his leather gloved fingertips over some of them. When he
got to the young blond who was whimpering in the ante room, he ran his
fingertip up and down the crack of his ass and then asked, "What's your name,
guy?"

"Glenn, Sir. Allen Glenn."

"Well, Glenn, I think you and me are going to be real good friends tonight.
That is...if you cooperate like a good little lad," The Dean said.

"Yes, Sir. Whatever you want!"

"Very good, guy. Now, I am going to start off by spanking each of your
friend's asses. But, they won't feel the pain as much if their asses are wet.
So, Glenn, I want you to get behind them and spit on their butts then rub the
spit in real good with your tongue. Got it?"

"YEs, Sir." The youth jumped up and ran behind Larry first. He spit twice,
once on each bun and then squatted down to lick Larry's butt. The Dean was
right behind Glenn. Somehow, the feeling of the guy's tongue on Larry's ass
excited Larry until he felt the Dean's hand come crashing down with great force
against his butt. He was hit with such force that he fell forward, flat on his
stomach. Before he could get up the Dean had knealt down and slammed another
spank onto his ass, then another and another and another.

Larry cried out in pain as hard blow after hard blow was unleashed on his butt.

"Now, get up and shut up!" The Dean ordered.

The next guy was prepared for the blow. Though he maintained his stance, he
screamed out in pain as his butt was thouroughly beaten by the Dean.

Young Glenn continued to spit and lick each ass preparing it for the Dean. The
Dean went down the row until he'd finished with the last guy. He then looked
down at Glenn.

"Shackle them!" The Dean ordered.

Glen led each guy to a pair of the shackles hanging from the ceiling and
clamped their wrist into the metal locking devices. There was no order to the
way the shackles hung and guys were strung up all over the room.

As the guy locked each of the other guys into place, the Dean checked the locks
on each of their wrist and then checked the welts he'd put on their butts.

Larry pulled on the chains attached to his wrist. He tested their strength and
determined that there was simply no escape.

After the Dean verified that each guy was secured he looked at Glenn and
said,"Guy, come over here. Take off my gloves and my boots."

The boy complied quickly. He crawled over to the Dean, somehow he just didn't
want to stand and walk. He found that he was somehow enjoying being the
servant of the Dean. He first pulled off the Dean's boots and then pulled off
the gloves. The Dean reached out for the gloves and the boy handed them to
him. The Dean looked down into the beautiful innocent face of the young boy.
He reached down and gently rubbed his bare fingers over the kid's cheeks.
Then, surprisingly, he took the gloves in his left hand and slapped the boy
across the face with them. The lad fell backwards but didn't cry out.
"What did you do to end up here tonight, Glenn?"
The youth once again climbed up on his kness and said,"I refused to suck off a
cook when I was on KP duty, Sir. He told me if I didn't he'd report that I
stole food, Sir."

"Why did you refuse to suck his cock?" The Dean asked.

"Because I don't like him."

"Do you like the guys who are here tonight?"

The boy hesitated a minute and then mumbled"..Yes, Sir."

"Then I want you to go to each one of them and suck on their jockstrap pouches
while I give them more discipline. Any questions?"

"No, Sir. Whatever you want, Sir."

The boy immediately got crawled over to Larry who was hanging closest to him.
Somewhat reluctantly, he pressed his face into the full jock pouch and began
moving his open mouth all around the sweaty cotton pouch. He pulled back and
wetted his tongue and then began running his tongue over the bulging mound.
Larry looked down at the youth's face. He was becoming aroused. This
surprised Larry considering the circumstances. The Dean was also watching the
performance of the boy's tongue on Larry's jock pouch.

The Dean walked over to Larry and squeezed his nipples very hard. Larry's face
became contorted and twisted, yet he made no sound. The Dean walked behind
Larry and began spanking his ass again. Each spank on Larry's butt pushed his
jockstrap pouch harder and harder into Glenn's mouth. Larry looked down and
saw Glenn's jockpouch tented with a full hard-on. The kid was really getting
into this scene. Again and again the Dean's hand spanked into Larry's
asscheeks. Finally, the Dean and Glenn moved onto the next guy.

Larry's ass burned. He wished he could rub his cheeks...somehow that always
relieved the heat after a spanking. Not that Larry had had that many
spankings. He looked over at Ron who was being serviced by young Glenn and
spanked by the leather hooded Dean. Ron's jockpouch was fully extended from the
guy's mouthwork even those he was getting a very hard spanking from the Dean of
Discipline. Then the Dean went onto the next guy and then the next. Larry
could watched as each of the others got their jocks sucked and their asses
reddened. One of the guys, a tall, lanky kid had a hard-on in his jock. As
the Dean spanked him harder and harder the guy moaned as he forced his
jockpouch into Glenn's mouth. The cock stretched the jock so far from his
groin that Larry could see into it from the sides. When the Dean finished
spanking his ass, he walked to the front of the guy and pulled Glenn's face
back from the crammed pouch.
"Looks like you get turned on by spanking and pouch suckin', kid"

"Yes, Sir. I just can't help myself," The guy told the Dean.

"Glenn," The Dean said,"Take this guy's balls out of his jock and suck on
them in front of all the other guys."

Glenn pulled the elastic pouch away from the guy's crotch and reached in and
pulled his balls out to the left side of the pouch. The kid's cock remained
concealed. The balls were big and almost hairless. Young Glenn cupped the big
balls in his small hand then stuck his tongue out and began bathing them with
it. The jock covered prick pushed against the ball licking lad's forehead and
hair.

"That's good, Glenn. Get them real wet and slippery. Yeah! Now, lick up
under them where the jock's straps meet . Good guy. Now try to get both of
his balls in your mouth at once....Keep tryin' guy....Guess you just can't do
it. Balls must be packed with a lot of cum...." The Dean of Discipline
commented.
The Dean looked down at blond Glenn and ordered him to go to all of the other
suspended guys and take their balls out of their jocks and lick their balls
too. After receiving the order, Glenn stood up. The youth's own cock was rock
hard in his jockstrap too.
"Wait a minute, Glenn. Come stand in front of me!" The Dean ordered. He
turned the boy facing the suspended guys and from behind the lad, he reached
down and began feeling up the boy's hard cock through his tight white jock.
The Dean began grinding his own crotch against the guy's ass. The sight was
turning on all of the other guys. One by one the guys all sprung up hard
cocks in their jockstraps. Finally the Dean let go of Glenn's cotton covered
crotch. A large wet blob of precum juice had oozed from the young boy's piss
slit and soaked the jock's material. His prickhead was clearly visible to the
other guys.

"Looks like you're damn well excited, Glenn. Now, go lick the prisoner's
balls. Get them spanking clean!" The Dean ordered.

Larry was the first to have his balls cleaned up by the kid. Larry's prick
surged to full erection as he watched the young boy working his mouth over
Larry's balls. Glenn looked up into Larry's face and then winked and placed his
mouth right over the head of Larry's bulging cock and ran his tongue over the
sensitive head a few times. Larry threw his head back in pleasure. But, it
was short lived as the boy moved onto another guy and gave him the same
treatment.
Larry watched each guy getting his balls washed by Glenn. Glenn turned Larry
on. He liked the boy. He liked him a lot. He knew if he got out of this
torture chamber alive he was going to have that boy to himself.

Glenn looked around the room at the bound guys. He knew he was going to get
fucked for the first time in his life and all of these other guys were going to
get to watch.

"Stand up, guy!" The Dean ordered. Glenn jumped to his feet.

The Dean leaned forward in his chair and reached for the boy's jockpouch. He
kneaded the boy's prick through his pouch for a few minutes. He then reached
up and pulled the waistband down to just under the kid's balls. Glenn's young
prick snapped to attention. It was uncut and about five inches long. The Dean
wrapped his right hand around it and began jacking it causing the head to be
capped and uncapped. Lots of precum juice oozed into a big glob at the boy's
piss slit. The Dean gathered the boy drippings on his index finger and then
pulled the kid back into the spanking position.

LARRY was mezmerized when the Dean spread Glenn's ass cheeks and spread the
boy's own precum juices right in the boy's own asshole.
The Dean worked in the first and second joints of his index finger. Glenn
squirmed on the Dean's lap as he felt the finger going deeper and deeper into
his boy butt. Within a few minutes the kid's body seemed to stop tensing and
began relaxing.
Suddenly the boy's body quaked strongly as the Dean's finger touched his
prostate. The boy surprised Larry when he leaned up to the intruding finger and
relaxed again... repeating this act until the Dean took over control again and
started ramming his finger in and out of the boy's ass rapidly.

The Dean finally pulled the finger out and ordered the boy to stand.
"You liked that didn't you, kid?"

"Yes, Sir. I liked it, Sir." The boy answered.

"Now look around at your buddies. I want you to chose one."

Glenn looked over all the guy's hanging around him.

"That one!" The boy pointed at Larry.
"release him from the bonds, Glenn."
The boy picked up the stool he'd used to stand on when he chained the guys up
and placed it beside of Larry. The boy stood directly in front of Larry while
he unlatched the wrist shackles. The boy's naked hard cock poked into Larry's
face. He could not help himself from taking a quick lick of the hard boycock.
His tongue was treated to a hot gush of prefuck jizz. Soon Larry was released
and was also standing beside of Glenn directly in front of the Dean.

The Dean's prick was standing at full attention under his leather jock. A lot
of precum had worked it's way from underneath the waistband.
The Dean looked at Larry's body. He ordered Larry to turn around so he could
see the results of the spanking Larry took. Then, facing the Dean again, Larry
dropped his arms to his side and stood erect.

"What's your name guy?"

"Larry, Sir!"

"Larry, you understand that we've got to train Glenn? We want him to remember
this night so he won't steal again?"

"Yes, Sir!" Larry replied to the Dean.

"Larry, strip my leather pants down."

Larry dropped to his knees. He tried to grasp the waistband with his teeth but
the straps were so tight it was difficult. He placed his mouth right above
the protrusion of the Dean's cockhead and firmly grasp the jock and pulled it
down over the great man's prick a few inches. Finally he was able to work the
jock down under the balls and down over the Dean's thighs.

The Dean looked into Larry's eyes. The expression of almost pleading was in
Larry's face. The Dean knew Larry wanted to take the huge manprick in his
mouth.

The other guys as well as Glenn looked at the largest prick they'd ever seen.
Easily eleven inches long and about eight inches around.

the Dean ordered the guys to stand and remove the chair. As they complied, the
Dean lowered a black leather sling from the ceiling.
He picked up Glenn and laid the boy back in the sling. Then he secured the
boy's ankles and ordered Larry to strap the boy's wrist. The sling had no head
support so the boy's face dropped back directly into Larry's crotch. The
boy's ankles were tied so far above him that his ass cheeks hung slightly over
the end of the sling revealing his ass and butthole.

"Larry, get around here. " The Dean ordered. Larry stood in front of the
Dean. Larry looked at all of the other guy's suspended around them. He knew
he was going to do private things in front of all of them but he no longer
cared. He wanted only to please the Dean of Discipline.

"Larry, you and I will make this night a permanent memory in Glenn's mind. I
have to fuck him. I want you to prepare my prick for the fuck. Sometimes guys
cry out pretty loud when they take my cock for the first time. So, when I
start fucking him I want you to cram that hotrod of yours down his throat. Now,
get on your knees and get my prick ready for the fuck, guy!"

Larry dropped to his knees and began licking the Dean's fat balls. They felt
like they were packed with jizz anxious to blast into young Glenn's butt. He
worked his way up the shaft kissing and sucking on the sides of the huge dick.
Further up until his tongue circled the head of the big cut cock. Larry paid
special attention to the spot directly under the head of the backside of the
Dean's cock. Circumcized guys always were most sensitive there. The Dean
shook from excitment as Larry worked up to the pricktip. A gush of precum
emerged from the tiny hole at the tip.

"Leave that there, Larry. I'll use it on his ass,"The Dean said as he pulled
away from Larry and aimed his spit covered cock toward Glenn's ass.

Larry ran into position at the boys head. Glenn opened his mouth to accept,
willingly, Larry's dick.

All of the guy's watched as the leather hooded Dean pushed his cockhead against
Glenn's virgin butthole. As he pushed into the boy, Glenn began twisting and
trying to get away. Muffled cries were coming from his cock crammed mouth.
There was no escaping the fuck. The boy knew that. The Dean withdrew the two
inches of cock he'd shoved into the boy and allowed him to relax a moment. The
boy's cock was soft for the first time in a few hours. It was wet and gooey but
soft.

After a moment the Dean again shoved the two inches into the boy. then another
and another. The boy began to twist and squirm again but this time, instead of
pulling out, the Dean just stopped pushing anymore and allowed the young kid to
relax with four inches of cock buried in him.

Larry began a fucking motion in and out of Glenn's mouth. Suddenly, a cry was
heard from one of the guy's shackled to the ceiling chains.

His jockpouch was fully stretched and his prickhead protruded two inches above
the waistband. As all of the others watched, his prick erupted shooting wads
of fresh hot cum arching into the air landing on Glenn's stomach and chest.

"Way to go, Mark!" One of the other suspended guys shouted while his own cock
throbbed in his jock.

The Dean paused during the fuck to watch Mark's cum fly. It excited him all
the more. He shoved again and again into young Glenn. Finally, with a great
shove he sent his cock all the way into the boys ass!

Glenn try to scream but to no avail. His throat was filled with cock and it
was all he could do to breate. After a full moment of tension his body began
to relax. But then the Dean pulled his prick out and shoved it in again.

"There's nothing like fucking a boy whose ass is freshly spanked. I like this
feeling of his hot asscheeks shoved against my groin and thighs," The Dean
admitted to the guys.
Soon Larry and the Dean were fucking the boy in harmonic motion. In together,
Out together. Both from opposite ends of the kid.

Within a few minutes the boy joined in the fucking motion, the first indication
that he was enjoying this, his first fuck.

The Dean looked down at the boy and saw that his kidcock had sprung into full
erection. He wanted to stroke it for the kid but his hands were firly grasping
the guy's ankles.

"Okay, Larry. Let's give this kid our loads. Let's fill him full of hot cum.
Pull your cock out of his throat and just have the head of it in his mouth when
you shoot. That way he gets the full benefit of your jizz."

"Yes, Dean, Sir. I'm ready to pop right now." Larry said.

The Dean began to pump his dick harder into Glenn. Glenn tried to fuck back
but was not too successful considering his bounds.

"Here it comes, Glenn! I'm cumminggggggg," The Dean screamed as a torrent of
jizm shot from the base of the huge cock, up the tube to the end of the prick
and shot into the young kid.

Larry tried to pull his cock from the boy's throat and into his mouth but in
the excitment Glenn dropped his head and Larry's prick popped out of his mouth
just as Larry began shooting off. Larry 's screams of ecstacy blended with
the Dean's.
"I'm squirting, Glenn. I'm squirting all over your face. I'm shooting cum
into your open fucking mouth. kid....I Cummmming......"

The Dean screwed his jisming prick deeper and deeper into the boy. The kid's
own cock began shooting off without even being touched. His thin young load of
boy juice shot everywhere. On the Dean's stomach, over onto Larry's chest and
onto his own body.
The boy's face was covered with cum. He hung his mouth open trying to catch
each volley of hot fuck juice that Larry shot at him.

Finally, the fuck was completed and the three body's relaxed. The Dean pulled
his cum slick cock out of the freshly fucked boybutt.

After regaining his breath, the Dean spoke to the other guys.

"Now, I've shown you how to give a kid a good fuck. I want to make sure you
all know how. So, Larry will take off your shackles and each of you are going
to fuck Glenn. None of you can cum in his ass! You'll line up and fuck him
till you're ready to cum. Just when you're about to shoot, you'll go around
the sling to Glenn's face and Larry will jack your load into his open mouth."





 
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