my young, uncut, 6" cock, standing tall before him. He lent forward and wrapped a rough, warm hand around my cock, easing the foreskin back tenderly and slowly. I closed my eyes and felt him caress my bollocks, dangling low and full to bursting in my hairy sack. Clearly and experienced cock-sucker (though I knew he was married), he took my whole nob in his mouth at once, furiously sucking and jerking it, causing me to let out a soft, elongated moan. It sat in his warm, wet throat as his eager tongue lapped and licked it. I was carried away with the pleasure, hands placed firmly in my teacher's head, fingers entwined in his thick hair, raping his face repeatedly. He was gently moaning as he sucked, clearly enjoying the pleasure he was giving his student. Before I could stop and control myself, I realised I was about to cum. Suddenly I shook violently and cried out, forcing Mr. Carlaisle's head onto my cock, gripping his face tightly onto my groin and making him choke on the cum I shot into his throat. My knees buckled slightly under the intense pleasure and I waited for the orgasm to subside before dragging my long, wet cock out of his mouth. It was now beginning to loose its stiffness, and he sucked on the head a little as it left his lips.
I realised then that he hadn't spat the semen from his mouth (as I had expected him to). To my surprise he stood, opened his mouth and kissed me, sharing my own, thick, creamy cum with me. Our mouths locked tightly together as we swirled the viscous cream between us, tongues stirring the potent tasting juice. Mr. Carlaisle moved away and swallowed the remaining cum. licking his lips, taking in every drop of my saliva and semen.

His breath was hot and damp against my ear as he whispered- "My turn now, Mark...are you ready?"

My cock leapt in excitement, quickly stiffening once more- I knew what he was about to do. Slowly he reached down and removed my shoes, taking the trousers off of my legs before standing back up again and kissing his way down my chest as he unbuttoned my shirt, removed my tie and flung them in the corner. He then did the same to himself. It was incredibly erotic. I could see his manly bulk, towering above me, smell his incredible scent and feel the masculine heat that the naked man before me exuded. He took a firm grip on my shoulders and in a swift motion, lifted me up and backed me into a shelf, I felt the leather-bound spines on my naked back. He rested my parted legs on his furry thighs and passionately kissed me as he eased me over his groin. A shiver ran through me as Mr. Carlaisle's stiff, cut cock-head made contact with my tight, tight hole. It was still wet from my mouth. He eased against me, sitting me down, gravity did its work and the pressure increased. Suddenly, the head broke through my ass-hole. I gasped in pain and grabbed Mr. Carlaisle. He was slow and steady, but the pain was so intense, being stabbed by this thick, hot meat. I whimpered and clutched at his back and his warm, soft wavy hair. He held me and kissed my face and mouth tenderly. I suddenly felt his tightly curled pubes brush against my tight arse-cheeks, his hilt firm against my hole. I had sat on Mr. Carlaisle's cock. With a rush of lustful