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Chapter 2 –
Homeroom
Jordan went to the second day of high school in a bad mood. All night long he had had to listen to Martha Stern, one of his biggest crushes, get the shit fucked out of her. She screamed obscenities ofpleasure for what felt like 6 hours. Mostly she screamed about how much “Brad” was making her cum, or she was asking him if his own orgasms felt good.
For Jordan listening to the ecstasy next door was painful on many levels. Emotionally, as his pubescent balls made Jordan love Martha a little bit. Sexually, as his own balls craved the relief this stud was apparently receiving many times over. It hurt his ego, for he felt suddenly doubtful that his own cock could make her scream the same way. It also hurt physically. The Wire Crusher was still keeping his dick smashed into a tiny shriveled lump. It felt like his most precious organ was being crushed in a vice.
Martha and Brad had slept over, so they all had breakfast and got ready for school together. Martha and Brad looked a lot happier and more relaxed than poor Jordan did.
“I blew him when we woke up this morning.” Martha informed Jordan cheerily as she cheekily cupped Jordan’s balls. Brad gave a big goofy grin and nodded.
***
24 freshmen in Ms. Wylde’s Homeroom class. Two rows each of six girls and six boys, arranged in a semi-circle. The boys were on one side of the room and the girls were on the other, so all the freshman males could see all the females, and vice versa.
Jordan shifted uncomfortably in his front row seat. Meredith Hutchinson, the school’s star volleyball player, sat across from him. She was well tanned, a classic blond bombshell, with a well toned athletic body. She was chatting casually with her friend before class as Jordan feasted his eyes on her naked teen legs. She casually splayed her thighs wide apart and he swallowed. Her young pussy was clad in nothing but slinky white lace panties. Jordan felt the harsh bite of his crusher.
Ms. Wylde entered. She was a short and cute brunette, maybe thirty years old. Unlike the high school girls she wore no blazer, and a thigh length white skirt with black spots. She strode to the center of the room and surveyed the class.
“Hi!”
Then she wrote her name on the board – “Ms. Wylde”.
She then wordlessly went to the corner of the room and removed two large pieces of poster board – one blue and one pink that she pasted to the blackboard in front of the class.
“Welcome to high school class! Now throughout the day you have to learn all the subjects necessary to be a well rounded citizen – because of our revolutionary new laws a lot of our traditional allies want us to fail; we need our population to learn math and science well, as well as train athletically.
We will meet here, in our home room, however, multiple times a day. It is here that you will learn about your changing bodies, and you’re changing roles in the world.”
She turned to address the girl’s side of the room.
“Girls, here you will learn to be ladies. That means learning the etiquette of our new world. That means learning how to treat Boys, and learning how to please Men.”
Ms. Wylde turned to the pink chart. “You’re other teachers will pass on their recommendations for smiley faces, and I will reward them at my own discretion. Incentive is a crucial part of the learning process. When you have achieved four smiley faces, I will assign one, or perhaps more, of your classmates to give you an orgasm.”
She smiled at the teen girls. “Of course, we’ll have to have some training sessions first. Girls and boys. Mmmm. I love me some virgin lips. Have any of you girls eaten your teachers pussy before?”
None of the girls raised their hands.
“Well, would anyone like to? In front of the class of course.”
Again, no one raised their hands.
Ms. Wylde snickered, and turned to the boys. “Ladies, I’m disappointed in you. And a little hurt none of you horny bitches wanted to snack on me. If only to earn a smiley face.”
Jordan gulped. It seemed she had set her eyes right on him.
“Now as for the boys, it’s a little different. For the boys, twenty stars makes you eligible for a squirt. But, then, it’s up to me. Unless of course…” she trailed off coyly, “unless of course one of you studs happens to have a juicy eight incher?”
Jordan looked down at his desk, feeling the pinch of the wires on dick. Or, as Nancy had called it, a “dicklette.” He had never thought of himself as small before, but now he felt humiliated and worthless. She said he would grow past six, but how would he even do that if he was crushed in this awful thing all the time? Would it damage his tender young organ forever?
“No?” Ms. Wylde cooed, “All of you are squirming in your seats right now? All of you are jammed up, locked away, helpless and horny while you look at those young teenage sex pots across the way? That’s too bad.”
Marcus, a slight European soccer player to Jordan’s left, and Mickey, a pimply nerd on his right, both looked up at the ceiling. Jordan supposed their dicks hadn’t measured up either.
“I got a big one,” came a voice from the back row. “I got a real cock.”
“Oh really?” asked Ms. Wylde. The girls on the other side of the room craned their necks to get a look at the stud. Jordan resisted turning around. He already knew who it was.
“Yeah. It’s getting pretty hard right now watching you, Miss. And I pumped it hard last night.”
“Mmm. That’s a pretty glib way to talk to your teacher, don’t you think?”
“Well, I dunno. From what I hear us Men kinda get to have our way, don’t we? I mean, this big dick is valuable.”
“Mmmmm.” Ms. Wylde licked her lips. “Valuable indeed. And tasty. An eight incher on a 15 year old? Ooo I hope your telling the truth boy.”
“I am.”
“Well come up here than.”
Leroy sauntered to the center of class. He was a tall, lanky, black point guard. A star player, a starter as a freshman, there was muscle packed casually around his frame. He towered over Ms. Wylde. As he swung his arms awkwardly in the center of class she stepped toward him and rested her head on his chest. He just stood there, frozen. Then she snaked her hand and took hold of him firmly between his thighs.
“Ooo.” She cooed softly. She just stood there for several minutes, moaning against the boy’s chest and massaging his groan through his slacks. Soon his breathing grew ragged as well and a large well formed bulge began to grow down his leg.
“Girls,” she panted, “you’re lucky you have Leroy here in your class. You’re going to be getting to practice getting him off a lot.”
Jordan was sick with envy. With a bigger cock he could be having the worship and attention of high school girls on his package just like he’d dreamed of. Instead he head to watch Leroy get all the pleasure while he sat, enraptured, like watching a car wreck, as his own privates went abused and untouched.
Ms. Wylde had soon shoved Leroy against the desk and pulled his slacks down. She stood facing him, stroking his long black cock with both hands while staring him right in the eyes.
“Uhhhhh. Uhhhh.”
“That feel good big boy?”
“Uhhhh! Yes! Yes. Fuck. Uuhhhhhhh. UH! UHHH! UH!
“Yeah? You like it like that? Firm and fast? You like that your teacher is stroking you off?”
“Yes! Oh yes! Don’t stop!”
“Oh…I won’t stop.” She slowed, “but would you prefer a blowjob?”
“Oh…oh fuck yeah.”
Jordan, indeed, all the boys and girls, were mesmerized by their beautiful teacher’s hands working up and down the teenager’s shaft.
“Well, which of your classmates would you like to blow you?”
Some of the girls gasped, as though shocked by the question, but Leroy didn’t miss a beat.
“Meredith!” He gasped.
“Yeah?” Ms. Wylde slowed her stroking. “You want pretty Meredith to blow you?”
Jordan gazed across the aisle, thinking she would look upset, but the girl was smiling.
“Oh Leroy!” she gasped from her seat, “but we’ve never even talked.”
“Yeah… but you look like you suck a good dick.”
Meredith was lost in giggles. She rose and approached from her desk.
“Well…this is the first suckable dick I’ve ever scene. But I have been practicing on the biggest things I can find so I can please a stud like you.”
“My!” gasped Ms. Wylde, “what dedication to the cause of suitable male members! I should give you a star just for that attitude!”
“My dick.” Leroy reminded them.
“Oh my god! I’m so sorry!” Meredith yelped, blushing. “Oh shit I didn’t mean to neglect you. Your dick is my first priority.” She knelt between his legs. “I’ll make it up to you.”
Soon Meredith was holding unto one of each of his thick thighs for support. Leroy held a fistful of her blond hair in each hand. Meredith’s lips were soon wrapped around his cock and he was pumping her face with abandon, his face thrown up in the air like a big dog humping his bitch.
Meredith’s red lipstick was smeared, and her eyeliner ran down her face.
“Glurp glrup!” she spluttered. Leroy had a big goofy grin on his face. Ms. Wylde seemed to be enjoying the seen.
“Now the rest of you boys, you watch that face fucking well. Feast your eyes on young Meredith there eating dick like a ho. Let suck fantasies seep into your subconscious and haunt your dreams. Then you can put all your mental energy into willing your weenies big.”
She began to walk among the girls, distributing keys.
“Each of you will be assigned a different ‘boyfriend’ every week, so to speak. Each week we will study a different form of male stimulation, and you will practice in the afternoons with your boyfriend. Unless you are lucky enough to have Leroy that week, you will, of course, not be permitted to let your boy do any jizzing.”
“Yeeee Ha!” replied Leroy. He was now jack hammering Meredith’s dome like a fuck toy. Long strands of drool hung from both sides of her mouth. She was red in the face and looked ready to pass out. Jordan would have done anything in the world to trade places with Leroy right now.
As the girl’s field hockey team captain got a mouthful of cock Ms. Wylde handed out keys to the girls for the rest of the boys cock cages. The grinning girls were quickly descending upon the boys, who sat transfixed in their school desks. The room was silent except for Meredith’s slurping.
Ashley came across the room to Marcus quickly. He cowered in his desk before her, sweat appearing on his brow. Ashley was a very tall, very full figured and curvy black girl. She leaned down in front him her butt swaying in the air. She smiled with full read lips.
“Hi Marcus.” She whispered shyly.
She unbuckled his slacks and in one motion had them around his knees.
“Aww…I thought it would be bigger. Because you’re an athlete and all.”
Marcus blushed. Jordan pretended not to hear. He couldn’t help glancing over, however. He saw Marcus’ dick standing fully erect, it may have been a little less than five inches even, and it was slender like the dark soccer player. Jordan noticed with envy, however, that he was fitted with a generous sausage width tube. Although it may not have allowed the young boy any relief, at least it allowed him to get hard watching Leroy get blown without agonizing pain.
Ashley got the tube off in seconds. She stayed bent over in front of him, and as the other girls in the class hung back, watching, she wrapped her fist around his thin hard cock.
He gasped.
“Feel good?”
He nodded.
“Well…I don’t really know what to say. I feel like a loser holding this dicklette. Don’t get used to it.”
“Ashley!” reprimanded Ms. Wylde sternly from the front of the class, where she had gone to massage Leroy’s balls, “don’t be too hard on the boy. It’s the first week of school! The poor baby is blushing.”
“Oh, I’m sorry I said those mean things sweaty,” cooed Ashley. “I did pick you as my first cock to touch, didn’t I?”
Marcus nodded sadly. “Well, at least I thought it would be a cock.” Marcus looked like he wanted to cry. Several of the girls giggled. Meredith slurped. “Well,” she kissed his cheeks, “I suppose I aught to make it up to you.”
With that Ashley began to pump his dick up and down.
“ohmygodohmygodohmygod.”
“Hahahaa! That’s great! Looking at his expression!” Ashley had to stop stroking his dick she was laughing so hard.
Suddenly Leroy yelled, and all attention turned to him.
“Oooooh shit! Ohh shit I’m gonna cum in this bitches mouth!”
“MMM! MMM!” Meredith encouraged, face dripping.
Ms. Wylde grabbed a hold of Meredith’s hair and yanked her savagely away. The teen beauty yelped.
“What the fuck!” Leroy demanded.
“Don’t worry baby,” said Ms. Wylde, firmly grabbing his large dick, “I just want your first female induced orgasm to be from me. Over this young sluts face. For all these little dick little boys to see.”
With that she began pumping away. Leroy doubled over, gasping in ecstasy. He steadied himself by gripping Meredith’s head, who was still kneeling between his knees. The horny boys couldn’t tear their eyes away as Ms. Wylde stroked away, hard and fast. Marcus, who’d had his own cock touched for about thirty seconds was so horny he wanted to explode.
“OHHHHHHH SHIIIIIIITTTTT!!!!!” Leroy yelled, and then he exploded. Six thick ropes all over Meredith’s face, coating her completely in teen cum, and than three little after shocks that dribbled unto her blazer and breasts.
“My my my!” cried Ms. Wylde admiringly. “That was amazing.”
***
While Ms. Wylde and Meredith cleaned Leroy’s dick with their tongues the rest of the girls got about the business of getting to know their boys cocks.
Amber released Mickey, the oil skinned nerd. She was a very professionally minded young girl, with small breasts, hazel eyes, and tightly cropped red hair. Mickey gasped in relief when Amber unlocked him. Jordan noticed with surprise that his cock looked like it was actually quiet long and meaty, but it had been brutally crushed by a think plastic cage no more than a severe half inch in length.
“That…hurt…so…bad…” he panted at Amber. She smiled at him.
“So I guess that makes me the angel who rescues you from hell, huh?”
“Yes! Oh my god yes! I love you so much.”
“Really? You love me.”
Mickey paused.
“Well, I guess we don’t know each other that well Amber, but I think I’m going to love you.”
She looked at the floor downcast.
“Its not a love at first sight type thing? I’ve always had a crush on you Mickey?”
“Really?”
“Well…not a crush exactly. But I’m happy to be in control of your dick. Lets get it all the way hard, shall we?”
“Oh. Oh. Oh my. Oh… I … Amber! Oh Amber! Ohhhh. OooooK. OK that feels nice. That does feel nice. Oh yes. Yes I love you. Yes yes yes your hand is heaven. Oh yes all the pain is gone yes thank you Amber keep stroking yes keep stoking oh yes better than Nintendo 64 better than Donkey Kong.”
Amber was grinning her face off. She had the warmest feeling filling her up inside. She had never had a boy so fully focused on her, loving her so much. She just kept silent and kept grinning and pumping his big hard shaft slowly and firmly. It was now pulsing at its full length, seven and a half inches and very thick.
“Yes I’d give up Dungeons and Dragons for you!”
“Really?”
“Yes. Uhhhhhh!!!!”
Mickey moaned loudly into her mouth as she kissed him fully on the lips and gripped his balls tenderly with her free hand.
“Want to get a squirt in? I’ll let you do it in my mouth!” Jordan hated his friends luck at having gotten to be with such a kind girl. But Amber was just teasing, and immediately after offering the relief she let go off his cock and balls completely, laughing in the poor kids face. He began to babble like an infant, the cum sliding back into his aching stopped up balls.
After dragging her feet a little a girl named Alice approached Jordan. She wore all black and eyeliner. She was a pouty, moody Goth. She thought she was an artist but Jordan thought she was just a boring bitch. He didn’t think she was boring anymore though, as she yanked his trousers down in one smooth gesture, not even looking in his eyes.
“Ms. Wylde!” she yelled, after staring dumbfounded as his imprisoned dick for a second, “there’s something wrong with mine!”
Ms. Wylde came over, after positioning Meredith, who was still blinded by jizz, to continue to work Leroy’s slowly thickening shaft. She began to smile broadly when she saw the agonizing state of Jordan’s cock.
“Oh my. A wire crusher! I’m sure glad we still have some of those lying around.”
Smiling at him Ms. Wylde reached between his bare legs and began working at the base of his balls. There were a few cruel pinches of the wire tightening still deeper into Jordan’s genitals that made him gasp, and than a moment later Ms. Wylde held the cruel cage before his eyes.
“Aww, there you go baby. It will hurt at first as the blood goes back to your boy dicklette, but I’m sure it will soon feel great to be out of prison.”
Alice was truly uninterested in handling Jordan’s dick. For the 45 minutes Ms. Wylde allocated for the girls to play, Alice did nothing but massage his balls. By the end tears literally dripped from his eyes. Her young hand, his dick rock hard, standing untouched in the cold air, put an ache in his balls that he’d never felt before. A need, a deep and primal need, that squirmed up from his bulging testicles and settled in the pit of his stomach.
All around him his classmates were getting their first ever blow jobs, and Alice was the only girl in class who didn’t use her mouth at all. She didn’t even touch him. The faces of the boys around him were twisted in agony and ecstasy as wet tongues and soft lips went to work on their pleasure packages.
The worst torture for Jordan, for all the freshman boys, was the front of the class. Ms. Wylde sensually licked the copious pearly white cum from Meredith’s face. Then they went to work on him agony. After ten minutes of heaven Leroy fired his second massive load into Ms. Wylde’s mouth while Meredith tongues his taint and balls. Leroy’s scream of primal pleasure was like a bolt straight through Jordan’s belly. The teacher gulped the load down with a smile.
“Mmmm.” Ms. Wylde addressed the class, licking her lips and rubbing her belly. “There’s nothing a good woman likes more than some big dick cum. Are you girls enjoying playing with those dicklettes?”
“Yeah!” the high school freshman yelled.
“How about you boys? Your balls feeling good?”
They were silent.
“Oh, you’re all feeling a little left out? You want your cummies too?” she smiled. “Get used to it.”
COMING UP NEXT WEEK…
CHAPTER 3 – FIRST PERIOD OF GYM CLASS
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