Seducing Sir

SEDUCING SIR By Nigel Dean

I wouldn’t normally read The Guardian, in fact I had never bought a copy before so what possessed me to pick up a copy at the station news stand I really don’t know. It would help to pass the time on the long train journey. I scanned through its large broadsheet pages not seriously reading anything until I got three quarters of the way through the paper.

The picture made me stop and gasp. He hadn’t changed much at all in the twenty years since I had last seen him. Older, yes of course, but his facial features had not altered in any way. As a young man, he had a strong resemblance to Jude Law, you know, the actor who was in "The Talented Mr Ripley" and played opposite Stephen Fry as Bosie Douglas in Wilde, they could have been brothers. Ad there he was, staring out at me: Dr Richard Hume and according to the newspaper, he had just been appointed headmaster of one of the country’s top independent schools.

I closed my eyes and remembered the young rookie teacher who came to our grammar school in my last term of the sixth form. My, he had done well for himself. He never actually taught me but I knew him well and smiled as I recalled our celebrated encounter. I giggled out loud as I thought of how we had tried to set him up.

Every June our school allowed the local pony club use of the playing field to hold a gymkhana. It was quite an event, attracting horsey people from miles around. I never went or got involved until my final year. Exams were over and I was chilling out and killing time until leavers’ day. The gymkhana organisers spent most of the Friday setting up tents, banging posts into the ground and stringing bunting for the Saturday shindig. The week before a notice went up in the sixth form common room asking for volunteers to stay on the school premises over the Friday night and mount a guard to see that nobody came along and vandalise the preparations. Two mates and I volunteered. Although we were all eighteen and legally adults, the headmaster in his great wisdom decided that a teacher would also have to stay and be in charge. Dr Hume was duly appointed to the task.

Let me tell you a little about Doctor Hume. He hadn’t been on the staff for more than a week when some of the younger kids changed his name to Dr Who which graduated to Time Traveler and finally to TT the name by which we all knew him. There was much speculation that TT was gay, which coming from an all boys school where gang wanking was a rite of passage through which everyone passed as soon as the slightest down of pubic hair appeared round a boy’s balls was a bit rich. TT was very good looking, the image as I have said of Jude Law, which gave rise to envy in many a gangling adolescent. As soon as we knew that TT was to spend the night with us, guarding the gymkhana, we hatched a plot to have some fun with him.

The school swimming pool jutted out from the main building at a right angle and overlooked the playing field. At the far end was a lounge area with comfortable chairs, a balcony and small kitchen. This was where we made camp for the night. We arrived just before dusk, settled in and made ourselves comfortable. Give it a few hours and our plan would come to fruition. We drew the blinds on the windows so even if an army of vandals invaded we would not have seen them. We were not really interested in any gymkhana.

Just after eleven there was a sharp knocking at the fire exit.

“Who’s that ?”

I went to see and found it was a pizza delivery boy in the guise of a policeman, at least it was a police officer holding two Domino food boxes.

“Hi,” he smiled. “You must be one of Richard’ s boys. He asked me to drop by with some supper when I finished my shift.”

The pizza was good and generous of TT to arrange it but we hoped his policeman friend would not be staying too long. Fortunately he did not, leaving before midnight saying he had early start the next morning. I winked at Steven and Chris, the hour was about right.

“We’re going for a swim in a bit Sir, you going to join us ?”

“Oh I don’t think you should, I mean we don’t have a lifeguard. What about insurance ?”

“David here,” Chris pointed at me, “has a life saving certificate.”

Did I ? First I knew of it.

“Oh I see.”

“So join us Sir.”

“But I haven’t brought a pair of trunks,” he said.

“Neither have we,” I smiled, “we’re all going skinny dipping !”

“And before you say you don’t have a towel,” Chris added, “I’ve brought a spare one just for you.”

TT was backed into a corner, he tried to protest but to little avail. I began to undress and was soon bollock naked. I’ve always been very proud of my body and quite happy to show it off. OK, so I don’t have the biggest cock in the world but everything is in perfect proportion. Chris and Steven were down to their underpants and soon they would be cast aside.

“Come on Sir, don’t be shy. You ain't got nothing we haven’t got ourselves.”

He began again to protest while at the same time beginning to undo the buttons on the front of his shirt.

“You are all eighteen years of age ?”

“Sure we are Sir.”

“I don’t want anyone to call me a child molester. “

I wanted to say to say: You can molest me any day but decided such a comment may have been quite unhelpful. Instead I just said, “So how old are you then Sir ?”

“Twenty-five, twenty-six in November.”

“Just about the right age then for us all to be your kid brothers.”

He smiled.

Naked TT was truly beautiful but I’ll tell you more of that later.

At first the water felt cold but we soon became used to it as we swam and frolicked about. We dived between one another’s legs, played ball tag and had a great time. TT soon lost any inhibitions he had to become one of the gang with all teacher/student barriers evaporating. It was a bright moonlit night, the sky shone through the large windows making it easy to see without our turning the pool lights on.

At one point I watched Steven as he jumped up and down in the water his dick rising and falling with the wave he generated. Steve was a tall, slim, dark curly haired guy with a long, slim uncut dick. In fact, we were all uncut. Chris was shorter than Steven, very muscular and built like a rugby player. His dick was about the same size as my own but while I am blond, he had jet black delicious pubes to match. All three of us were good looking and could have posed on any porn star calendar but not one of us could hold a light to our naked teacher.

Doctor Richard Hume, alias Dr Who, alias Time Traveler alias TT was in every way an Adonis of pure masculine beauty. His golden hair shone as did the wide smile on his face which resembled a star. One of the most beautiful cocks anyone could imagine hung like a pendulum in front of two gorgeous bollocks and all topped with a bush the same golden colour as the hair on his head. I fancied my teacher !

As we left the water and started to towel ourselves dry, the mission to seduce Doctor Hume was successfully over but I wondered if we could perhaps go a little further. My eyes first met those of Chris and then of Steven to confirm they had similar thoughts. Naughty.

Back in the lounge area, Chris and Steven made no attempt to dress, instead sitting bollock naked together on one of the double chairs. Personally, I wrapped a somewhat damp towel round my waist, its leaf ends at the front. As I sat down I casually but carefully adjusted things to cover my modesty yet seductively revealing the top of my pubes. TT did the same.

It was Chris who spoke first, “Was that your boyfriend ?” He hesitated, not wanting to use the word Sir - I guess it is difficult to add such a title when speaking to a guy who moments earlier had his balls in your hands. “The policeman who delivered the pizza,” he added for clarification.

“No just a friend,” he smiled.

“But you are gay ?” Steven said.

“Yes,” he replied without any hesitation. “Are you ?”

Steven and Chris looked at one another and this time it was Chris who spoke. “I think so but I’m not sure.”

Steven nodded as Chris continued to speak.

“I mean Steven here and I fancy each other, we’ve wanked and sucked but now we want to do more but we are sort of ignorant as to how - how we do it.”

“We were hoping you might help us, teach us,” Steven added.

I was glad I had I had my towel covering my cock as it fattened into a semi hard on. All the time we were swimming I had mentally fought to keep it down but listening to those two and looking at their naked bodies it was not easy to maintain that discipline.

Chris placed a hand on Steven’s leg, on the inside just above his knee, then slid it slowly upwards until it was resting under his balls. Both of their cocks grew and began to twitch upwards.

“I’m not sure we should do this,” TT said nervously.

“Please. Please help us.”

My own cock was now as stiff, hot and throbbing as it had ever been. It was near enough impossible to conceal it. Although I could not see, I guessed TT was in the same predicament.

Chris and Steven stood up, Chris turned while Steven fumbled to place his cock between his friend’s bum cheeks.

“No, not like that,” TT said then began to describe how best to achieve the initial stages of penetration. “Be careful, you should really be using some lube and it will definitely hurt the first time.”

They tried and Steven did begin to get inside his friend but whether they were acting or whether they were being genuine, I could not properly tell the extent of their difficulties. TT stood up and holding his towel firmly with both hands went and stood by them in order to better continue his instruction.

A sentence of just nine words came into my mind and floated there until I spoke them. Nine simple words that would change that night and the rest of my life. “Would you like to use me to demonstrate on ?”

“Yeah, go on,” Steven said excitedly.

Without saying any more I stood up, walked a pace away from TT, turned to face away from him then let my towel fall to the floor. There was an extended moment of silence when nobody moved. All I could hear was the deep beating of my heart far inside my chest as it pumped an overdose of adrenalin throughout my body. I closed my eyes and waited.

Two warm hands took hold of my naked body and gently steered me to where I needed to be. My legs were positioned slightly apart and I was moved to lean forward a little with my hands resting on the back of a chair. I could not see what was happening behind me but my whole body shivered and tingled with excitement. I had fantasised many times about losing my virginity but never in my wildest dreams had I conceived that it would be like this. My arse trembled in anticipation, my stomach knotted and my cock felt as if it would burst, never before in all of my young life had I been quite so hard.

Richard was stroking my cheeks then began to slide the tips of his fingers ever so gently between them. I adjusted my muscles to allow him inside. His fingers began to play in the centre and explore the way inside me. Electricity was surging through my body as first he worked one finger inside, that felt so good, and then another. With the second finger it at first felt slightly uncomfortable but within moments the previous sensation of pleasure returned. Subconsciously I leaned forward in an attempt to make his work easier.

I was enjoying so much what was happening to me that I forgot this was just a preliminary foreplay in preparation for the main event. Reality returned as Richard withdrew his fingers then began to stroke his cock between my buttocks.

“Ready ?” He said.

I did not need to reply for he knew my answer already. I had never been so ready for anything before in my life.

I felt the rounded head of Richard’s cock slide to fit into the opening his fingers had prepared. It rested there as if it had been sculptured to the exact size of the aperture in which it found itself. Every hair on my body stood on end and tantalized the nerve ending where they met the surface of my skin. I could feel the warm and throbbing shaft resting against the sides of my cheeks.

If that was a sensation of warm comfort and pleasure it preceded an excruciating pain as Richard started to press inside me. My body involuntarily flinched and Richard’s hand moved to steady me. I can only describe the sensation as pain but it was not an unpleasant pain rather one of exotic wonder.

When we had been playing in the water, I had mentally estimated Richard to be around eight inches when hard. I now wondered how much of it he would be able to place inside me. I was soon to know. The pain increased with the depth of penetration until I felt the convex curve of his groin fit perfectly around my bum cheeks. I sighed partly with pleasure and partly with relief that the initial penetration was over but perhaps more so with the anticipation of the pleasure that was still to come.

“More,” I said, “more.”

Richard did not immediately respond, waiting for me to settle and be ready for that ahead. In those tiny moments I remembered we were not alone and became aware again of Chris and Steven. They were on the edge of my peripheral vision and appeared to be learning well from Richard’s tuition and demonstration.

Richard moved a hand round in front of me and cupped my balls. My cock twitched in response and gave out a tiny drop of pre cum. It quivered and I felt it begin to drop and slide down the length of my shaft.

Time for activity to continue as Richard withdrew ever so slightly then pressed in again. He paused then repeated the motion. A third, fourth, fifth time he thrust in and out generating in me feelings I had never before known possible. His cock was inside me touching a small part of me and yet the sensation was an entire body feeling.

“More ! More !” I demanded.

He responded and increased the speed to a rapid yet poetically flowing motion. I could smell the sweet aroma of perfume as beads of sweat began to form on both our bodies.

Richard was now pressing so deep inside me that every gland and muscle controlling my cock was being influenced. I could feel the rising fire moving ever upwards and knew that I would soon need to cum. I wanted to save the pleasure to coincide with the same in my mentor and new friend but for how long I could hold back I was unsure. But a sixth sense told me that our separate climaxes would co-join to one.

Richard’s endeavors had reached new and even more rapid levels of excitement. We became as one spirit as the heady drug engulfed us, overwhelmed us and transported us to a high astral plane where only the pursuit of pleasure exists. Every fibre of my body and his was giving and receiving pleasure, nothing else existed for us.

Then, as one united force, our bodies slowed and climax was achieved. I felt Richard explode within me, his warm juice of beautiful manhood filling me as one would fill a Georgian crystal glass with the finest vintage wine. At the same time my own fire spurted out like lava flowing from a volcano, never before have I cum so much. Richard reached round and took hold of my cock to encourage it to the very maximum.

Finally, it was all over and we flopped back exhausted onto one of those double chairs. Opposite sat Steven and Chris who had enjoyed their experience with one another every bit as much as we had. The clock on the wall showed three in the morning, it had been half past midnight when we left the pool and Chris had asked Richard to be his tutor.

We were all exhausted mentally and physically yet our minds were alive and for me recalling every tiny moment of what had just happened. We dressed, made some coffee and sat chatting. Richard asked what we all planned to do when we left school in a few weeks time.

Steven and Chris both had places at university while I explained that I was going to take a year out.

“What about you ?”

“I’m going to be a headmaster,” Richard explained, “the bigger the school the better.”

We asked Richard all kinds of questions about himself, Where he had gone to university and what subject he had chosen for his PhD thesis. And what ever had made him want to become a teacher. Although he had not actually taught us in school if he was as good in a classroom at passing on his knowledge as he had just been with we three, he was certain to find success.

I looked at the guy who had just fucked my brains out and somehow could not picture him as a teacher in the traditional classroom, blackboard and chalk role. Funny how things turn out.

Steven and Chris did graduate from university and went into partnership together, both in business running an antique gallery in London ’s Bond Street and as partners in life. They are still my friends and we meet up frequently. Twenty years on I am managing editor of an international gay magazine. I never looked back after that night at school.

And it appears Doctor Hume, Dr Who, Time Traveler, TT, the teacher who we so successfully seduced, achieved his ambition. It would be good to see him again, for us all to meet up and chat about the old times, well, that one particular old time anyway. Steven, Chris, Richard and myself. I decided to give him a call some time, the school was certain to be listed in the phone book. Yes, I would do that as soon as I got back to the office.

My mobile began to ring, it was Chris.

“Hi David, by any chance have you seen today’s edition of The Guardian ?”

I told him I had.

“Steven and I were just thinking ………………………”