Dream Come True With My Teacher's Big Cock

Everyone is 18.

In high school I had this AP biology teacher, Mr. Scepter who was hot as hell. He seemed fresh out of college, and understood us students more than the others. I always had a crush on him, and he would flash this dashing smile whenever someone got a question right in class. You could tell from his arms that he was definitely a gym enjoyer, and I would fantasize that he would wrap his arm around my face and squeeze my head and stick his dick inside me. I jerked off in bed and literally put a flashlight in my mouth one time to pretend I was sucking him off. He literally inspired me to try to be hotter and work out more. 

Because I played sports, and since I asked really nicely, the director of athletics gave me permission to use the weight training room before school if I wanted to. I just had to download an app and then he assigned me permission to unlock the doors by bluetooth. Since no one ever really used it in the mornings, I was looking forward to a nice, quiet solo workout before school. I could probably have a nice wank sesh in the showers too, because why not. 

The Friday after I got the access, I got up early and decided to head in and start the weekend off right. I remember feeling really good about getting an early start, and I had a strong sensation that it was going to be a good day. When I beeped into the room I noticed the showers were going. Damn, I thought to myself, I have to share it with people. 

I stepped into the locker room to drop off my bag, and glanced over at the showers. It sounded like someone was rhythmically slapping themselves under the shower water. Curious, I peaked over into the area, and my jaw dropped.

There was Mr. Scepter, with Cole, another kid from my class, and they were beating their big dicks facing each other under adjacent shower streams. There were no separators between the showers, so they were just standing in front of each other under their respective streams of water. Because I was far away on the opposite side of the showers, and there was so much steam in the air, they didn’t even see me. In an instant, I was both shocked at the sight of the love of my life furiously stroking his seriously large cock, and turned on seeing him doing it with another guy from my class.

I did my best to conceal myself and hugged the side of the showers entryway, peaking around the corner to continue watching the show. There was no one else in the locker room, so I whipped down my shorts and started pulling my own thick cock while enjoying the scene unfolding in front of me. Mr. Scepter has the most amazing abs, and even through the steam I could count all six of them. His pecs were large and firm, and I watched them tense along with his big arms as his face got more and more focused on cumming.

Cole was another athlete, my age, and from the angle they were standing at I got a good look at his tight ass quivering as he pleasured himself toward an amazing mutual orgasm with the hottest teacher of all time, probably one of the hottest guys anywhere. His cock was much bigger than I would expect, for a thin guy. But, he did have those large, swimmer’s shoulders.

I was edging myself within seconds, and I watched as Cole reached out to touch Mr. Scepter on the hips, but he stopped him.

“No touching,” he said assertively as they continued stroking themselves. 

Soon, Mr. Scepter huffed so roughly it was like a growl, and he announced, “I’m gonna cum.”

Cole got down on his knees and opened his mouth, simply begging for Mr. Scepter’s seed. I guess this was allowed in his rules, because Cole got a big faceful of cum within a second of kneeling down. Mr. Scepter aimed it right at his face, and as soon as I saw the cum dripping off Cole’s boyish lips, and Mr. Scepter shook the heavy shaft of his cock to get off the last bits of cum, I jizzed straight onto the tile below me. This was the best porn I had ever seen, and I was sharing an experience with my biggest crush. My entire body tingled with excitement as I watched Cole finish as well, and they both went on to finish their showers. 

I quickly pulled up my shorts and went out to the weights area, ready to start my workout. This was turning out to be the best day ever. I knew I had to confront Mr. Scepter and see if he was interested in doing the same with me, but I had no idea how to do that. 

I started doing some bench press by myself, and a few minutes later I saw Mr. Scepter leave the locker room. He froze when he saw me.

“Hey, buddy,” he called from across the floor.

“Hey, Mr. Scepter.”

“Didn’t know you came here in the mornings,” he said as he looked down at his phone, attempting nonchalance. I knew he was trying to figure out if I saw anything in the showers.

“I didn’t know you came here in the mornings,” I replied, with a big smile on my face.

“I… um… yeah I work out… and shower here,” he sort of stuttered.

“We should come together,” I said with a little emphasis, “we can… spot each other.” He smiled a bit at hearing that. Still wasn’t sure if he knew what I saw, but either way I was going to have a little fun with him. 

“How long have you been here?” He asked, pretending not to care about the answer.

“Just got here,” I said convincingly. I saw him breathe a very subtle sigh of relief, and start to head for the door.

“Hey,” I called to him, and he turned to me.

“Can you actually spot me real quick?” I asked. He smiled.

“Sure thing.” 

He approached me, and was careful not to get his crotch too close to my head. I started my first rep, and pumped it upward quickly. By the fifth rep, I was pushing it a little too hard, and actually wasn’t sure if I could get it up. I froze with it halfway up, and Mr. Scepter stepped forward, getting his hands ready under the bear in case I failed. 

“You got this,” he said encouragingly. 

When he leaned even closer, and I saw his fat bulge right over my face, I was suddenly encouraged, and pushed it all the way up, setting it in the bar and breathing a big sigh of relief as I dropped my arms to my chest. I stayed on my back and caught my breath, when I noticed I could still see Mr. Scepter’s bulge, and it was growing.

I got chills through my body, and looked up to his eyes, but he wasn’t looking at my face. Rather, he was looking down at my own crotch, which I realized had been hard for some time now. I was simultaneously embarrassed and turned on as hell. I stayed where I was, and made no attempt to hide my boner.

“That happens when I lift sometimes,” I said.

He just winked at me, and said, “Gotta get ready for class—don’t push yourself too hard in here.” He quickly walked out the door, and I watched his tight ass as he went. Just like that, I was alone again in the gym room.

I sat up and stretched my arms a bit, waiting for my fat boner to go away and internally reeling from the excitement of the morning so far.

Just then, Cole walked out of the showers. I almost forgot he was there. 

“Hey,” I called to him.

“Sup,” he said as he approached me, “I didn’t know you came here in the mornings.”

Weird, I thought, I just heard that. I looked at him with a knowing smile, 

“Yeah,” I said, “did you have a good workout?”

“Yeah,” he said plainly.

“How was your… shower?” I asked, with a hint of a wink in my inflection.

He smiled nervously, and adjusted his crotch. 

“Did you,” he started to ask, “see…”

“Yup,” I interrupted.

His face quickly turned to nervousness.

“Don’t worry,” I said, “I thought it was hot.”

He sighed in relief.

“So you’re gay?” he asked.

“And fucking jealous,” I said, “I didn’t know you were gay too.”

“I know right, I caught him beating his meat last week and somehow he said I could join him this time.”

“You’re lucky as fuck,” I said.

“You should join us.”

“I would dude, and you have a great dick by the way.”

He looked around for a second, then whipped down the front of his sweatpants.

“You mean this thing?” he said, and I watched as his cock started to grow. 

This morning just kept getting better. 

“Come here,” I said, and he walked up to me. I opened my mouth as he placed his hardening cock onto my tongue. I had never gone this far with anyone before, so the sensations of the smell and taste and sight of a big cock of a guy in my class was a lot for me. I just froze and watched his face. He rubbed his cock onto my tongue and started milking out drops of precum for me to taste, before stuffing it quickly into my mouth and making me gag. He only pulled back for a second before he stuffed it back in. I didn’t gag this time, and he started a rhythm of fucking my face. I quickly learned not to use my teeth, and to breath through my nose, and I braced my hands on his ass. Within a minute he was unloading into my mouth, and I got my first taste of cum. I swallowed it instinctively, and he pulled out quickly and pulled his sweatpants up.

I wiped the tears and spit and cum from my face, while he situated his cock comfortably back in his pants. 

“That was good practice for Mr. Scepter,” I said with a laugh.

“Yeah, hopefully,” he replied. 

“See you guys tomorrow morning?” I asked, looking up at him.

“Bet,” he said, and walked his twinky little ass out of the gym.

I decided I had had enough of a workout, so I hopped in the shower and cranked my cock to a powerful orgasm, and kicked the jizz toward the drain when the water failed to drain it fully. 

Later that day, Mr. Scepter’s class had a guest speaker telling us about careers in science. I couldn’t focus on it for one second, looking constantly over to Mr. Scepter. He noticed me staring, and I had to look away, but my eyes kept finding him.

When the bell rang, Mr. Scepter approached my desk as the rest of the students got up to leave. He looked at me with a sense of chastisement for not paying attention during the class.

“What did you like most about the presentation?” he asked me.

I paused for a moment, looked up at him with a smile, and replied, “The visuals.”

Preview of Part 2:

“This is getting out of hand,” Mr. Scepter said when he saw me naked in the shower with Cole, two big, pink, teen erections waiting for him. I guess one twink in the shower was his limit, because he turned to leave. 

“Wait,” I said, and he paused. I had to throw a hail mary at this point. I got down on my knees and sucked Cole’s cock into my mouth, eliciting from him a gasp of surprise and pleasure. Maybe a little show would convince Mr. Scepter to stay. 

Just as I had hoped, he didn’t leave, and his cock grew as hard as Cole’s, and jutted out in front of him as he approached the shower next to us, turned it on, and started soaping up his big, manly cock while watching us. I doubled down on bobbing my head on Cole’s shaft, never taking my eyes off of Mr. Scepter. 

After a few seconds of watching my neck get a workout, he slowly walked over to us, pressed his cock against my cheek, and said, “Well, I’m not going to let a good mouth go to waste.”