MY FIRST CRUSH
My very first man crush was my J.S.S 3 biology teacher whose name is Maxwell.
At that age, I had absolutely no clue about gay sex (or sex in general) but one thing I knew for certain was that i adored Mr Maxwell’s ass.
His ass was extremely peculiar in its roundness and softness (you could tell from the way it wobbled extravagantly when he walked). He was nicknamed “bum-bum bigger bum" (a name copied from a famous wrestler back in the day).
I remember how I will sit with a super hard-on and stare in awe at his ass as it wobbled while he wrote on the blackboard.
When I eventually discovered masturbation (at about that same period), Mr Maxwell was my one and only thought of pleasure.
My world came crashing down one day when my dad announced that he had been transferred to Akure and we all where leaving in few days time. My only devastation was that I wouldn’t see Mr Maxwell again. I was so depressed.
On the day to my family departure, I went to school and waited at the gate . I had given my friends excuses as to why I couldn’t join them and they left without me. I was waiting for Maxwell to come out…he was the reason why I was there.
Finally, I saw him. Looking crispy clean (as usual) with his brown leather bag.
With my heart racing like a wild horse, I took a deep breath, summoned courage and walked up to him.
As I approached, he saw me coming towards him and stopped as if he knew he was the one I wanted to speak to.
‘How are you?’ he asked.
Ignoring his question, I told him immediately that I was leaving school for Akure because my dad had been transferred.
He looked a bit confused as to “why" the information and as he was about to speak, I told him I loved him.
Loud and clear; before turning around and taking to my heels.
I ran as fast as my legs could carry me without looking back.
Many years passed, life went on and I never saw him again until 7 months ago.
I had stopped to use a cash machine When I noticed a very sumptuous looking ass standing in the queue. I could have sworn that ass looked familiar….and just as I was racking my brain to remember where I had seen it, the owner (who had just finished cashing his money on the machine) turned around.
Lo and behold, it was Mr Maxwell my teacher.
He seemed to have not aged a bit except for the little weight he’d put on.
“Good afternoon sir" I greeted as he walked passed me.
As he stopped and looked at me, I smiled, called the name of the school and introduced myself as one of his students.
I didn’t expect him to remember me....i thought he wouldn't but how wrong I was.
Leaning closer to me as his handsome face looked through the rim of his glasses, he whispered
- “ I remember you now….you said something naughty to me and ran away" and he winked.
WOW!!!!! Now I was embarrassingly speechless.
“you are now a man" he cooed as his eyes undressed me and settled on my now rapidly swelling dick.
“…now a man" he repeated while stresseing the sentence with his eyes still fastened on my crotch.
He wanted me to get the drift. And I did.
“Allow me buy you lunch sir" I begged as it got to my turn to cash.
“If you insist” he replied with a seductive smile and wink.
I pulled my shirt further down to ensure my wood was covered as I made my withdrawal.
Now standing at 6ft 4, a gym rat with a steady income and few owned businesses, there was absolutely no doubt mr. Maxwell was impressed at the man I had become.
At that age, I had absolutely no clue about gay sex (or sex in general) but one thing I knew for certain was that i adored Mr Maxwell’s ass.
His ass was extremely peculiar in its roundness and softness (you could tell from the way it wobbled extravagantly when he walked). He was nicknamed “bum-bum bigger bum" (a name copied from a famous wrestler back in the day).
I remember how I will sit with a super hard-on and stare in awe at his ass as it wobbled while he wrote on the blackboard.
When I eventually discovered masturbation (at about that same period), Mr Maxwell was my one and only thought of pleasure.
My world came crashing down one day when my dad announced that he had been transferred to Akure and we all where leaving in few days time. My only devastation was that I wouldn’t see Mr Maxwell again. I was so depressed.
On the day to my family departure, I went to school and waited at the gate . I had given my friends excuses as to why I couldn’t join them and they left without me. I was waiting for Maxwell to come out…he was the reason why I was there.
Finally, I saw him. Looking crispy clean (as usual) with his brown leather bag.
With my heart racing like a wild horse, I took a deep breath, summoned courage and walked up to him.
As I approached, he saw me coming towards him and stopped as if he knew he was the one I wanted to speak to.
‘How are you?’ he asked.
Ignoring his question, I told him immediately that I was leaving school for Akure because my dad had been transferred.
He looked a bit confused as to “why" the information and as he was about to speak, I told him I loved him.
Loud and clear; before turning around and taking to my heels.
I ran as fast as my legs could carry me without looking back.
Many years passed, life went on and I never saw him again until 7 months ago.
I had stopped to use a cash machine When I noticed a very sumptuous looking ass standing in the queue. I could have sworn that ass looked familiar….and just as I was racking my brain to remember where I had seen it, the owner (who had just finished cashing his money on the machine) turned around.
Lo and behold, it was Mr Maxwell my teacher.
He seemed to have not aged a bit except for the little weight he’d put on.
“Good afternoon sir" I greeted as he walked passed me.
As he stopped and looked at me, I smiled, called the name of the school and introduced myself as one of his students.
I didn’t expect him to remember me....i thought he wouldn't but how wrong I was.
Leaning closer to me as his handsome face looked through the rim of his glasses, he whispered
- “ I remember you now….you said something naughty to me and ran away" and he winked.
WOW!!!!! Now I was embarrassingly speechless.
“you are now a man" he cooed as his eyes undressed me and settled on my now rapidly swelling dick.
“…now a man" he repeated while stresseing the sentence with his eyes still fastened on my crotch.
He wanted me to get the drift. And I did.
“Allow me buy you lunch sir" I begged as it got to my turn to cash.
“If you insist” he replied with a seductive smile and wink.
I pulled my shirt further down to ensure my wood was covered as I made my withdrawal.
Now standing at 6ft 4, a gym rat with a steady income and few owned businesses, there was absolutely no doubt mr. Maxwell was impressed at the man I had become.
As i drove us to a restaurant, Myself and Maxwell began to chat away like old friends. He was now a grand father, divorced, and according to him, - "now living the best of his life".
I told him about how much an erection his ass gave me back then even as a boy and jokingly, he grabbed my hard dick and asked if it was still the same today as it was back then,
We both laughed.
He revealed to me the names of some teachers who where hitting on him back then in our school and to my surprise, he mentioned the name of our principal who happened to be a super strict radical Christian. Apparently, they had were having an affair and he was the one who got him the job in the school so that they could have private times after school hours.
Though I was so horny as we chatted, i couldn't deny i felt several stings of jealously.
"So all the time was fantasizing about him in school that ugly skinny principal was fucking "my" Maxwell's ass hole. gggrrrrrrrrr!!!!
I drove us to an expensive restaurant and gave him us treat.
After we ate, he excused himself to the gents. Few minutes later, i joined him. I couldn't resist myself.
When i got there, he was taking a shit in one of the stalls. I knocked lightly while quietly telling him i was the one in hope he would let me inside. I was horny...i was desperate....i didn't care about the smell of his poop. I wanted to be with him.
He refused and asked me to go back...but i was too stubborn and hot to move. I stood at my spot..determined to get inside.
Moments later, I heard the toilet flush followed by the unbolting of the door. As he opened the door, he was surprised to see me waiting. As the smell of his call to nature met my nostrils as it escaped through the opened door, i pinched his nipples and tried kissing me but he withdrew; trying to caution me about the environment.
Even though there was no one around, i knew people rarely came to the over priced restaurant on week days. Also, i was eager for a quickie..so it wasn't going to take long.
I touched his cock and it was hard. I held his hand and guided it to my swollen thick 9.2 inches dick to let him know the feeling was mutual. This time, he was the one who grabbed and kissed me.
I forced my hands down into his trouser and grabbed two hands full of the softest ass i have ever touched in all my existence as my tongue drove deep into his mouth.
Maxwell returned my kiss with such expertise that could only come with age and certain level of maturity.
He went down on me and we both frantically loosened my belt and trouser to free my already pre-cum dripping cock.
As he held my big dick, he looked up to me with a sweet smile and mouthed " WOW...SO BIG" before taking me into his throat in one take.
His mouth was warm. I was forced to stop him from sucking me because he did it so well that i was certain i will cum if her continued.
I motioned him to stand up and he did. His trouser was already down and he was wanking his short thick dick. Even though i don't give blow jobs, i returned the favor he gave me....and i made sure i returned it well.
I turned him around and nudged him to bend over....(which he did).
Even though he just used the toilet, i didn't give two fucks. I parted his soft cheeks, opened his hole and buried my mouth and face inside.
The musky scent of his hole as well as the slightly bitter taste of his ass hole drove me completely mad.
I sucked and feasted on his hole with relish before rubbing saliva on my dick and plunging into his man pussy.
Maxwell indeed is a professional. He didn't complain nor showed any sign of pain or discomfort. Even though his hole was tight, i penetrated him with graceful ease.
Unlike i had imagined, his hole was so much sweeter.
I fucked him real hurriedly and in no time, i shot my cum into his hole.
He came as well.
We kissed some more....i was still hard as fuck and was willing to go 2 more rounds but the toilet wasn't the place for that.
I asked him to go to the car and wait for me while i sort out the bills and he did just that.
Before he came down from the car after i drove him home, we looked for a lonely spot to kiss and rim some more. I hadn't gotten enough of him.
I volunteered to pay for a hotel room for us that night ( because my mother and siblings where at my mine's while his grand kids and daughter in-law were at his). But because he didn't pre-inform them ( his family) , he had to decline the offer.
For the next couple of days after we fucked in the toilet, i just couldn't be myself. I became obsessed with him. I called him as frequently as i could and he did same.
I brought him home to meet my mother and introduced him as my teacher.
After his family went back to their base, Maxwell invited me over. This time we where totally naked and fucked in every single room in his house.
He blew my brains out with the way he sucked and rode my dick like a real teacher. He made sure i never wasted a single drop of sperm anytime we made love. He always swallowed my juice.
Since the day i started fucking Maxwell i have never looked outside or had feelings for anybody else...except him.
I have absolutely no plans of letting him go and i make sure he knows that anytime my dick or face is in-between his lovely ass.
written by
Laz O.
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