Teachers: Mr Johns_(1)

Teachers: Mr Johns

It seems strange looking back on it now but I was never embarrassed about my body, I just hated showing it. This was most pronounced at school when I would avoid having a shower after sports lesson till everyone else had finished.

I would always volunteer to put the equipment away so that the showers were almost empty when it was my turn. Then I would quickly strip off run in get clean and with my towel tied around my waist get dressed, usually still soaking wet.

It wasn’t because I had a bad body. I was a little short for my age but I was really thin. I just never put any weight on which is why I was always the hooker in rugby and why I was fast at the 100 meters. The other boys in class called me bony and basically laughed at my total lack of any physique. It didn’t help much that I was a bit of a loner.

I had been brought up in children’s homes most of my life and making friends was always hard. As soon as I made a friend they were moved to another home so it never lasted long. So I suppose subconsciously it became pointless trying. I also had a massive inferiority complex. I wasn’t bullied, well not for long because I also had a red rage anger that would build up over weeks and then explode. If you were the one that tipped me over the edge it wouldn’t matter how big you were or how strong or even if you were an adult I just exploded and went for you. Not a pretty sight I can tell you.

I was in the top five in most subjects in my school year including sport so I did have a sense of achievement in what I did but still not much confidence in myself. A strange mixture really.

Anyway back to the story. We had a new PE teacher in the school who was rugby mad. PE was always my last lesson of the day so there was never any hurry to get to the next lesson. This caused me to sometimes take longer putting the equipment away and this particular day I entered the changing room as the last student left so I was all on my own. Or so I thought. Hearing a shower still running was not unusual so I stripped off and went into the shower room to be confronted by Mr Alban, the new PE teacher, naked, taking his shower.

To say I was embarrassed would be a gross understatement. I had never seen a naked man before. It was totally different to naked boys. Of course my eyes immediately dropped to his, what seemed to me then, huge penis.

“I….I’m sorry sir I thought everyone had gone.” I stammered.

“Is that why your always late?” He asked continuing with his shower.

I lowered my gaze to the floor. “No….no sir.” I said, “I just….”

“Took your time hoping the others had left so they wont comment on you slim body.” He interjected.

I wanted to lie but really couldn’t think of anything to say. “Yes sir.” I said, defeated.

“Well it’s just me so have your shower and then I think we need to have a chat. Ok?” Then he turned his shower off and walked out smiling at me.

For some reason that smile made me relax. I showered quickly and then, towel wrapped around my waist, went into the changing room where Mr Alban was drying himself off. His huge cock swinging around like a birdfeeder in the breeze. I turned my back to him and quickly dried myself and got dressed. For some reason I felt a strange stirring in my balls

“I understand how you feel about the other boys laughing at you.” He said quietly, ”I had the same problem when I was at school. Not because I was slim but because even now I am short. Like you I was the hooker in the team.”

(for those that don’t know what a rugby hooker is it’s usually the shortest or lightest man in the team that is in the middle man of the front line of the scrum. He hangs on the two props and uses his legs to hook the ball out. Hence hooker)

“Really.” I gasped, surprised.

“Yes, really.” He laughed. “Anyway. We need to make it a little less obvious that your doing what your doing because the other boys have noticed it. So in future I will ask you to put the stuff away instead of you just doing it. That way you will be doing it officially and if you want you can join the team when we play other schools home and away as our roady if you like. That way you will get the shower to yourself after a game or lesson. I usually lock the main doors once the others have all left so I may have to use the shower as well but that’s not a problem is it?”

“No sir, “I gasped, “Thank you sir.”

“Right I better let you out. Tuesday and Thursday are your PE lessons. I will let you know when we are playing a match and I will clear it with your home so you can join the team.”

“Thank you sir.” I said, as he opened the door and let me out, “See you tomorrow sir.” He smiled and closed the door.

All the way home I couldn’t get the picture of that huge cock out of my mind. The more I thought about it the stronger that stirring in my loins till I realised I was getting an erection. Shock was my initial reaction then confusion.

Thursday came and I was more relaxed than I had ever been. Not worrying about the showers seemed to lift a huge weight off me. I had a cracker of a game and even scored a try resulting in me taken off with a bruised shoulder. I sat and watched the rest of the game and then once finished waited, hesitantly.”

“Mike will you put the stuff away please and I think there maybe a ball at the bottom of the field.”

“Yes sir I will have a look.” I said with a smile.

By the time I had found the ball and put the stuff away the last student was just leaving and Mr Alban was locking the door. I went to the changing room and stripped off without a fear in the world. As I walked into the shower Mr Alban walked in stripped off and joined me. Again I was mesmerised by his cock.

“Yes it is real and yes you will be this big one day.” Mr Alban said, smiling.

I went bright red. “Sorry sir, it’s just, just….”

He moved over to me and said, “Look at it all you want. Lets get this embarrassment out of the way as we are going to be showering together a lot.”

“I’m, sorry sir.” I said quietly, “It’s just, it’s so, big sir.”

He laughed which lightened the situation a little.” Look lets get dried and go into the office where it’s a little warmer.”

He left the shower, grabbed a towel and headed for the office with me following behind. He was right of course the office was heated and much warmer. He dropped his towel on the floor. “Sit in the armchair.” He said. I did as instructed. “Now. Dry me.”

“Wha….?”

“Dry me.” He repeated. “Your curiosity is written all over your face. All those questions. What does it feel like? Does it hurt? So dry me. Touch it. Feel it. Get your answers. Then I will do the same for you.”

As I was sitting in the armchair his cock was right in front of my face. It was throbbing and seemed to be growing. I looked into his face, he was smiling, relaxed. Then slowly I reached out with the towel and, still a little afraid I dried his stomach but I couldn’t hold back and quickly made my way down to that huge cock. It wasn’t soft like I expected and it was growing. I was fascinated. The more I dried it the bigger it grew and the bigger it grew the more I dried it. By now it must have been 7 or 8 inches long and throbbing.

“Ok now I will dry you.” He said. I was disappointed. “Swap places.”

We switched places and he pulled me close to him and started to dry me. From my chest down to my feet and then back up again till he softly dried my small cock. Again I felt that tingle in my balls only this time it was ten times stronger and made me moan with pleasure. He kept up his manipulations for a few minutes, “Does that feel nice?” He asked.

“Oh yes sir.” I moaned.

“It made me feel good when you did it to me.” He said.

“Really?” I asked with a smile.

“Oh yes.” He said softly, “It made me feel all warm inside. Is that how you feel?”

“Oh yes sir.” I said struggling to keep upright.

“Maybe you better sit down while I dry you.”

“Yes sir.” I said and flopped into the armchair.

He pulled me forward till my bum was on the edge of the seat and then started drying me again. I don’t know when he stopped using the towel, I just know that at some point my cock was harder than it had ever been and was in his hand. He spread my legs wider and settled between them as I moaned in pleasure then, I felt warm air around my cock, then damp soft lips encompassing the swollen cock head. My eyes shot open and I let out a loud moan of exquisite pleasure as his head slowly raised and lowered over my tiny cock. As I closed my eyes again that tingle became an explosion that ran right up the length of my cock.

“Arrrrghhhhh.” I cried as my cock head exploded. My eyes shot open to see Mr Alban lapping the end of my cock with his tongue and white viscous fluid spurting into his mouth. “ooohhhh mmmyyy oh iiii’mmmm sorrrrrryyy sir I’m….”

As the fluid stopped he took my entire 3 inches into his mouth and then released me. ”Have you never had an orgasm before?” He asked.

“If that was an orgasm. Then no sir. Never.”

He smiled, “Would you like to learn how to do it.”

“Oh yes please sir.” I was eager. I wanted to feel that way a lot more believe me.

“Ok well I will ring your home and let them know you will be a bit late home.