Bonus Tape Grading Papers – Adam Snow, Cole Blue
I suppose it’s in a man’s nature to remember the exact moments when a choice steers his life in a different direction. That night I spent with Cole, my assistant, was one of those nights. This was one of those choices that I have responsibility for.
We were grading papers in my office. There was a silence between us, which I didn’t find particularly uncomfortable. Occasionally, I’d glance over at the boy—he’s an athletic type, toned for his age, with youthful good looks—and see his expression focused on the stack of papers in his hand. I never would have guessed there was anything else on his mind.
Only when he finished did I realize how heavy the silence was. He stood up and walked over to me, presenting his stack of graded tests with a slightly shaking hand. As I was sitting and he was standing, I became aware of another thing he presented to me; At my eye level, I could see the bulge of his tight pants. He was camping. even under all these layers. It must have hurt.
Cole reached for me, tugging my sleeve between his needy fingers. This was one of those life-changing moments where I chose poorly. He guided me to his crotch. I opened the zipper and let his hard cock free itself. He was thick, much thicker than I expected the college freshman to be, and it was difficult to fit him entirely into my mouth. But that didn’t stop me, of course.
It also didn’t stop me from buttoning my own pants. Because I’m a good teacher. Great, if you ask anyone who’s ever met me. Clearly, this blowjob was something my student needed, and I was more than happy to show Cole the proper form to take when swallowing a dick as big as his.
And he was always a great student. It wasn’t long before Cole was on his knees, desperately trying to swallow my cock whole. He looked so cute and innocent, kneeling before me with his head bowed. His eyes were fixed on my dick, glazed over with pleasure and concentration.
We have long since crossed the threshold of hesitation. We were now fully committed to the act and were unaware of anything else around us. I pushed Cole against the leather seat. I could smell him, the smell of sweat and sex and excitement and youth. I guided my dick between his cheeks and rubbed it against his hole, teasing him. He moaned – a soft moan that sent shivers through my body.
I don’t know if it’s just because I wanted him for so long and didn’t realize it, or if it was just a natural reaction from his body, but a certain madness took over me. I fucked that boy with a speed and ferocity that I hadn’t given anyone or anything in a long, long time. I beat him into submission. I wanted to hear him scream my name. I wanted to see his eyes roll back and his hips lift against my thrusts. I wanted to make it mine.
And it was this madness, speed and sweet tightness with which his hole naturally gripped my dick that eventually brought me over the edge. I pulled out as I felt my release course through my groin. With the sight of his perfect ass and bare back spread out in front of me, I masturbated until the constriction of my orgasm spread throughout him. I marked him with my seed, a veritable painting of cum all over his wide ass.
The descent from orgasm was hard. I had just fucked my teacher’s aide, and I think we both knew it wouldn’t be the last time we did that. I fit him very well, and I wanted – needed – him again and again. For all the work that needed to be evaluated, for as many semesters as I could, I kept it at my fingertips.
