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When I Was A Kid
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Straight Male / 71
Those Problem Teenage Erections...
When I was a kid, like so many other guys going thru puberty , I suffered thru those problem teenage erections. When I was in the 8th grade I was constantly getting these boners at school. Sometimes I'd catch a glimpse down some girls blouse or fantasize about the hot teacher's ass standing up front or just for no fuckin' reason at all.
I tried to hide it behind my books when walking out of class or in the lunch room, but the worst part was when I had duty as a hall monitor. More than once girls would walk by and giggled to each other having seen the bulge in my jeans. The worst part of all was when one of the guidance counselors, Ms. Graves walked past ,smiled and said " Good Morning, Ronnie" while looking at my boner !
One morning my homeroom teacher Mrs. Caldwell asked me to help her get some Christmas decorations down off a shelf in the cloakroom in the back of the class. She was on a stool handing down boxes to me when she lost her balance. She stepped backwards into me and I caught her with my arms around her . Her ass pressed up against me, and when I smelled her perfume my cock started to throb. I tried to turn away but she had already seen that I was hard.
Class was almost over and she told me to wait there until the bell rang. I took out my cock and jerked off waiting for the bell and shot cum on somebody's coat. Then I just hauled ass out of the room.
The next morning when I got to class, Mrs. Caldwell gave me a note to go see Ms. Graves. She told me they had discussed " My Problem". Ms. Graves was not my normal guidance counselor and I was freaked out figuring I was in deep shit and they were gonna call my house.
I went downstairs to Ms. Graves office, Ms. Graves was about 30 years old, a tall black lady with big boobs and a bubble butt. After she closed the door, she told me about talking with Mrs. Caldwell about " My Problem" and that she was trained in adolescent behavior. She mentioned that she had several students who had " My Problem" . She started asking me about masturbation and Hormones and something called Testosterone, blah, blah. blah. All I was thinking about was her big boobs and all the cleavage she was showing down her V neck sweater. Then I had another problem erection and my cock was again throbbing in my jeans and I couldn't hide it.
She slid her chair closer and said "We need to take care of that", looking at my bulge. She told me to stand up and drop my pants and as I did my hard cock popped right out. At 14, I was fully developed and my cock must have been 6 inches. She asked me about masturbation and how many times a week I jerked off. She asked me if I produced a lot of sperm when I jerked off. She then opened her desk drawer and took out a condom saying " We don't want to make a mess now do we" ? She told me to stroke it a little and as she put the condom on my cock she said "Wow, You're much bigger than I imagined".
She took my cock in her hand and started to stroke it real slow while looking at me and smiling. I was almost shaking, I wasn't sure what to do and she told me just try and relax. Then she dropped to her knees and began to suck my cock. After a few minutes she asked me if I was ready to cum and I told her " Yes, Absolutely". Then she said "Just go ahead Ronnie and let go". And that's just what I did and I pumped a huge warm load of cum, like never before with my knees trembling.
Quite a few times after that. I was required to stay after school , but not for disciplinary reasons. Both Ms. Graves and my teacher Mrs. Caldwell both worked together to help me overcum " My Problem". In fact, I wound up fucking Mrs. Caldwell several times at her home during Christmas break, but that's another story.
I tried to hide it behind my books when walking out of class or in the lunch room, but the worst part was when I had duty as a hall monitor. More than once girls would walk by and giggled to each other having seen the bulge in my jeans. The worst part of all was when one of the guidance counselors, Ms. Graves walked past ,smiled and said " Good Morning, Ronnie" while looking at my boner !
One morning my homeroom teacher Mrs. Caldwell asked me to help her get some Christmas decorations down off a shelf in the cloakroom in the back of the class. She was on a stool handing down boxes to me when she lost her balance. She stepped backwards into me and I caught her with my arms around her . Her ass pressed up against me, and when I smelled her perfume my cock started to throb. I tried to turn away but she had already seen that I was hard.
Class was almost over and she told me to wait there until the bell rang. I took out my cock and jerked off waiting for the bell and shot cum on somebody's coat. Then I just hauled ass out of the room.
The next morning when I got to class, Mrs. Caldwell gave me a note to go see Ms. Graves. She told me they had discussed " My Problem". Ms. Graves was not my normal guidance counselor and I was freaked out figuring I was in deep shit and they were gonna call my house.
I went downstairs to Ms. Graves office, Ms. Graves was about 30 years old, a tall black lady with big boobs and a bubble butt. After she closed the door, she told me about talking with Mrs. Caldwell about " My Problem" and that she was trained in adolescent behavior. She mentioned that she had several students who had " My Problem" . She started asking me about masturbation and Hormones and something called Testosterone, blah, blah. blah. All I was thinking about was her big boobs and all the cleavage she was showing down her V neck sweater. Then I had another problem erection and my cock was again throbbing in my jeans and I couldn't hide it.
She slid her chair closer and said "We need to take care of that", looking at my bulge. She told me to stand up and drop my pants and as I did my hard cock popped right out. At 14, I was fully developed and my cock must have been 6 inches. She asked me about masturbation and how many times a week I jerked off. She asked me if I produced a lot of sperm when I jerked off. She then opened her desk drawer and took out a condom saying " We don't want to make a mess now do we" ? She told me to stroke it a little and as she put the condom on my cock she said "Wow, You're much bigger than I imagined".
She took my cock in her hand and started to stroke it real slow while looking at me and smiling. I was almost shaking, I wasn't sure what to do and she told me just try and relax. Then she dropped to her knees and began to suck my cock. After a few minutes she asked me if I was ready to cum and I told her " Yes, Absolutely". Then she said "Just go ahead Ronnie and let go". And that's just what I did and I pumped a huge warm load of cum, like never before with my knees trembling.
Quite a few times after that. I was required to stay after school , but not for disciplinary reasons. Both Ms. Graves and my teacher Mrs. Caldwell both worked together to help me overcum " My Problem". In fact, I wound up fucking Mrs. Caldwell several times at her home during Christmas break, but that's another story.
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