Chapter 1

This story contains gay male

St Benedict’s is a rich kid boarding school where lost-cause rich kids go to be babysat. They are bad students and grades don’t matter. The teachers and staff are equally bad, with low expectations.

The unofficial motto is: “Where rebels thrive and trouble is the norm”

Security Officer George Kent

St. Benedict’s school was quiet during the holiday break. The students and staff scattered for a couple weeks of peace and quiet. My job as School Resources Officer is that of a glorified rent-a-cop. I walk the halls and campus and break up petty fights in the halls.

On Tuesday around 1 pm, I was doing my rounds. Nothing was out of the ordinary until I saw the Lexus SUV in the back parking lot. It was unusual for anyone to park back there. The staff who came in during the break always parked in the front lot near the front doors.

I went to check it out.

Up close, I could see through the windows. Two people were vigorously fucking in the back seat. On her back was one of the school’s teachers, Louise Gordon, the art teacher. She was a quiet person in class, kind of timid-like. She was anything but timid now. She was yelling out as the stud on top of her fucked her hard and fast.

Her breasts were large and flopping around each time he thrust inside her. I was mesmerized by them. My 22-year-old wife Rachel’s breasts were small and firm. Nothing like Mrs. Gordon here. I imagined holding and squeezing those glorious tits. Her large areolae and firm nipples were asking to be sucked. I was getting hard from watching them go at it. I rubbed my dick through my pants.

I watched them for several minutes, rubbing myself. He kept fucking her, seemingly able to go forever.

She opened her eyes and saw me standing there watching them. She screamed and hit his back, trying to let him know that they were being watched.

He opened the door, “What the fuck do you want? Can’t you see I’m busy?” His cock had slipped out and was glistening with her juices. I was entranced by it. I couldn’t respond to him, my attention was fully on his cock.

“Hey, fucknugget! Do you mind, I’m in the middle of something here.”

Breaking my stare, I said, “You guys shouldn’t be here. The school is closed for the holidays.” It sounded lame even to me, but I was supposed to be doing my job.

“Dude, just go away, this doesn’t concern you.”

“You aren’t supposed to be here when school is out,” I repeated.

“I’m not going anywhere until I finish fucking this teacher.” He turned back to her and inserted his cock back into her pussy. As if I wasn’t there, he started fucking her again.

I watched him for a minute fucking the teacher. “You need to go.”

Growling, he turned to me as he stepped out of the car. “Listen here, peckerwood. I’m busy. I’m going to get my nut with this teacher.” He looked me over. His hard cock was pointing at me, glistening with the teacher’s pussy juices. “You like what you see? Maybe you want a taste of this?” He waved to his cock. “I can tell you are excited to see what a real cock looks like. Your little dick is hard from watching me fuck. Here’s your chance.”

My mouth went dry. I couldn’t say anything, my eyes were locked on his mighty tool. He clapped me on my shoulder and pressed down. My body followed his commanding touch and I fell to my knees before him. My face was level with his cock. It was all I could see, all I wanted to see.

“Look at him, he’s in love,” Mrs. Gordon said over his shoulder and laughed. I’d never been this close to another man’s dick before, and it was short-circuiting my brain. All I could do was stare at it.

“Lean forward, dude. Come on, you can do it. Show me what you can do,” he taunted me.

Without thinking, I leaned in and took the head in my mouth. Oh my god! I was sucking a man’s cock.

Mrs. Gordon said, “Holy shit, he’s actually doing it, Trevor.”

“I knew he would. No one can resist my snake when they get their eyes on it. Just like you, Louise.”

I ran my tongue over the head of his cock, trying to please him. I quickly sucked Louise’s pussy juice off him, so I could taste him, and only him. Slightly salty pre-cum leaked from the tip. I savored it as I swallowed it down.