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 TEACHER - PART FIFTY-THREE

By Daemon Way

daemonway@yahoo.com

	The boy standing at the door with Cory was several
inches shorter and looked several years younger. 
Brushing aside the long strand of fine blond hair that
had fallen in his face, he looked up shyly with the
prettiest steel blue eyes.  He had a button of a nose
with a few freckles and thin lips which at the moment
were curled into a polite smile.  Jacob Schuller
wondered if all of Cory Wilson's friends were young
and boylover magnets as he greeted his two visitors
with mixed emotions.  The very first time Cory Wilson
had shown up totally unexpectedly at his house he'd
ended up in the bathtub being pissed on by the
thirteen-year-old boy and his buddy, Anthony, and
jerking off with the two boys like a horny teenager. 
Since then the two boys had visited sporadically,
dropping in unannounced every other week over the next
three months.  After looking through his porn
collection, which the boys had discovered on their own
and he couldn't deny having, the two aroused boys
ended up their visits giving him a golden shower and
having him suck them off while jerking himself off, or
while being jerked off by one of them.
	Then in February after he'd discovered one of his
students, Anton Gilles, selling his body on the street
in a more disreputable part of town where Jacob
sometimes sold his porn, Cory had suggested he make
his own porno film and had arranged for young Jonah
Winthrop to play the role of a rich boy and Anton the
seven-year-old's slave boy.  After whipping the older
boy and forcing him to suck him off, Jonah had ended
up fisting Anton while the older boy had been forced
to suck off Jacob who'd played the role of the young
master's butler.  Most recently, just last Saturday,
he'd been party to a revenge orgy with young Jonah and
a hot young Puerto Rican boy against Jonah's zealot
father, another event that had been planned by Cory
but for which he'd been absent himself like the event
with Anton, or so Jacob thought.
	Up until he'd met Cory his interest in pornography
and in young boys had been purely professional and
academic, a harmless hobby and sideline that brought
in additional money to help keep him in the lifestyle
he'd grown to like.  Despite his fascination with
abnormal psychology, and especially abnormal sexual
behaviour, he'd seen himself as aloof of those who
actually engaged in such perversions.  Despite his
studies, he could not see how a man could want to have
sex with another man rather than a woman, and he
certainly could not understand how a man could want to
have sex with a boy.  Cory had changed that, and his
studies had taken on a very personal aspect of
research.
	When he'd returned home last Saturday after having
witnessed the abuse of Pastor Winthrop at the hands of
his young son and the young Puerto Rican boy, he'd
told himself that he had agreed to participate in the
interests of his research into bondage and kiddy porn,
besides the fact the arrogant and abusive son of a
bitch deserved everything he'd gotten that day. 
Mercilessly beating his own son like he'd been doing
was unforgivable.  Jacob had, however, been unable to
have a good night's sleep since.  For one, he'd been
wracked with guilt.  They had taken out their
perverted revenge in a church.  He was not deeply
religious himself and didn't attend the local Lutheran
church regularly, and when back in Germany he only
attended with friends and family out of habit and
because it was expected, but he was a believer, and
what they'd done had been sacrilegious never mind
sinful.  Even more disturbing than his religious guilt
was the fact that what they'd done was illegal, and he
could be jailed for assaulting the Pastor, and
probably for participating in the sexual revenge with
the two underage boys even if they had been willing
participants, and indeed, had initiated the action
themselves.  That would be the end of his job as a
teacher at any school never mind a private school like
the Royal Glencoe Academy for Boys, the end of his
annual trips to Germany, and the end of the lifestyle
he'd grown accustomed to.  Of greatest concern of all
though, was how erotic he'd found the experience. 
He'd rationalized the pleasure he'd gotten out of the
twice-monthly visits by Cory and Anthony and the
arousal he'd experienced in the play acting with Jonah
and Anton as having been a natural biological reaction
to the acting out of the sexually-charged youth.  This
latest incident in the Riverside Evangelical Baptist
Church was not so easy to justify.
	So, when he opened the door and found Cory and whom
he suspected was another of his friends standing there
it was no surprise he met them with a combination of
excitement and curiosity, and with a heavy shroud of
dread.
	"Hi," said Cory with his wide grin, which like his
strange metal headband, he was never without.
	"Grube, Herr Schuller," said Dominic.
	"Grube," Jacob replied in surprise.
	"This is my friend Dominic," Cory introduced.  "He
and I take some classes together."
	"Gefallen um Sie zu treffen," Dominic said with a
polite nod of the head.
	"I'm pleased to meet you too.  Sie sprechen Deutsches
sehr gut."
	"Danke.  My father is from Germany."
	"He has taught you very well."
	Dominic hid his sadness behind a smile, a response
that had become so common he no longer was even aware
of doing it.  For his father to have taken the time to
teach him the language of his youth would have been
delightful, but it had been just the opposite. 
Dominic had learned it on his own in an attempt to
please his father and have at least one thing in
common with his father, but his father had instead
snorted that it was a foolish waste of his young son's
time.  "I can also speak some Swedish," Dominic said. 
"My mother was born in Sweden."  His attempt to learn
Swedish to also please his father had an even more
disappointing result.  His father said it reminded him
of his dead wife and that he never wanted to hear her
language pass through his lips again.  Dominic had
never really had a chance to know his mother before
she'd died, but was sure she'd have been pleased.
	"Dominic's real smart when it comes to languages,"
Cory said, and Dominic beamed with the praise,
especially coming from Cory.  "So, how'd everything go
over at the Baptist Church Saturday?" Cory asked, of
course knowing very well how things had gone.
	"Oh, ah, very, ah, well everything seemed to have
gone as, ah, well, planned."
	"Cool.  I love it when things all fall into place."
	"Ah, yes, that is, ah, cool."
	"You got some awesome paintings," Dominic observed as
he glanced up at the paintings in the hallway.
	"Thanks," replied Jacob.  Collecting old paintings of
the German masters was another hobby of his, one he
could support from his supplemental income from
selling the hard core porn he smuggled in from
Germany.  "That is of Cain slaying Abel," he said,
indicating the painting the boys were looking at.
	"By Johann Carl Loth," said Dominic.
	"Right," Jacob said, even more surprised.  "You
interested in art?"
	"No, not really," Dominic said.  "I just know some of
the German artists."  His father enjoyed paintings by
the old masters, or rather, he enjoyed the appearance
of being sophisticated enough to enjoy them. 
Dominic's attempts to please his father by learning
about the early artists had also failed to bring him
any closer to his cold and distant father.
	"Of course."
	"I got a friend who's really into art," said Cory. 
"Mostly he likes to draw young Japanese boys, like
Yu-gi-oh, you know?"  Jacob Schuller did vaguely.  He
knew Yu-gi-oh was a popular cartoon character on
television, and he knew of drawings of young Japanese
boys.  Yaoi did not fetch that large a sum compared to
real photos of boys.  "I should bring him over to meet
you some time.  Dylan would be real interested in some
of the drawings you have," Cory said with a twinkle in
his eyes.  Another boy rummaging through his porn
collection and sex toys was all he needed.  Which
brought him back to Dominic.  Why had Cory brought him
over?
	"Dominic got something else in common with you
besides speaking German and knowing German artists,"
Cory said as if reading his mind.  "He likes water
sports too."
	The image of the cute young blond stripped naked and
being pissed on flashed through Jacob's mind.  His
cock twitched.  "You do?"
	"Well, I like swimming," Dominic said innocently.  "I
don't know how to water ski or snorkel or stuff like
that though, but I can handle a boardie pretty well,"
he added with happy grin as he recalled the recent
weekend with Kenneth, Ben and Cory, which had been the
happiest time of his life.  "Actually, I'm not all
that good at sports, though I'm getting better at
football."  He thought about the practise sessions he
was having with Kenneth Ballard and a warm feeling
passed through his chest.  He had come a long way in
playing the game thanks to Kenny's instruction, and of
course his desire to please the grade twelve
quarterback.
	"Not that sort of water sports," Cory said with a
grin.  Dominic looked at him, the expression on his
face reflecting his lack of comprehension.  "Remember
when I told you to be sure you had lots of liquid to
drink before we come over here?" Cory said with a
leer, thrusting out his hips for added emphasis. 
Dominic turned a bright red as he realized what Cory
meant.  "He has a boyfriend who's into it too," Cory
added, causing Dominic to turn even brighter.
	"A boyfriend," Jacob said with surprise.
	"Yeah, he's a grade twelve student at William Cleaver
High School and plays quarterback for the team. 
That's why we're here."
	"It is?"  Despite being a teacher and a man noted by
his students and his peers as one who had a better
than average understanding of youth, Jacob was finding
Cory's life far more mature and far more complex than
he'd ever suspected possible for a thirteen-year-old. 
It was his turn to look at Cory with a lack of
comprehension.
	"Yeah.  I figured maybe if Dominic read some of your
porn on water sports he'd find some new ideas to give
his lover a thrill."
	Dominic turned even redder with the reference to
Kenny as his lover.  At his thirteenth birthday party
Kenny had been one along with several members of the
football team who had surrounded him and pissed on
him.  Although it was perverted and many would say
disgusting, he'd been delighted to be able to please
them and to be included in their erotic games.  He and
Kenny hadn't done anything like that since and he had
never considered that Kenny especially liked that sort
of stuff, but if Cory said he did, then he had to, and
if he could do something to make him feel good,
Dominic was more than willing to learn how to do it.
	So it was with more than the normal curiosity of a
healthy red-blooded American boy that he looked
through Jacob Schuller's collection of piss stories
and pictures of pissing.  He was surprised, and
delighted, to find that there were others who enjoyed
what Cory had called water sports and that he was not
alone in that regard.  After half an hour, during
which Cory had Jacob brew them a pot of extra strong
tea, Cory could wait no longer.  Neither Jacob
Schuller nor Dominic was surprised when he told them
that he'd thought of an idea of his own and that they
could film it and give it to Kenny as a gift.
	Picking up Jacob's high definition video and digital
cameras, they headed to the bathroom where they filmed
Jacob stripping down.  The thirty-year-old worked out
in the gym daily after school and was an avid skier in
the winter and swimmer in the summer as evidenced by
his strong, muscular legs and well-toned upper body. 
Following Cory's instructions, Jacob lay on his back
in the tub and then raised his hips so his ass was in
the air and his knees were by his ears.  As Cory
filmed him with the video camera and Dominic took
pictures with the digital, he emptied his bladder. 
Aiming his dark yellow stream directly at his mouth,
he began to swallow his own putrid waste as his mouth
slowly filled with an obscene gurgling sound until his
piss was flowing out of the corners.  As he continued
to swallow the warm, salty brine, he aimed his still
steady stream at his nipples, bathing them with warm,
yellow piss that flowed over his hairy chest and down
his ribs to collect in a putrid, tepid pool under his
naked body.  He could not believe he was willingly
engaging in the obscene act in front of two randy
thirteen-year-old boys, nor could he believe how
turned on he was.
	Taking the digital camera, Cory handled both as he
had Dominic step out of the bathroom and then enter it
again and act surprised to find "his uncle" in the
tub.  It was a simple plot and simpler script in which
Dominic said he'd been in such a hurry to go pee he
hadn't thought that perhaps the bathroom was occupied,
pinching himself between the legs and doing a little
dance for emphasis.  Jacob's response of course was to
invite "his nephew" to join him.
	Quickly chucking off his clothes, Dominic stepped
into the tub so he was facing Jacob still lying there
on his back with his ass in the air.  A quiver ran up
Dominic's spine as he felt the tepid piss under the
soles of his feet and flowing between his toes.  Four
foot seven and eighty pounds and with his milky-white
skin without a wisp of hair other than the fine blond
curls on his head, he looked more like a boy of nine
or ten than thirteen.  His tiny, undeveloped balls the
same colour as the rest of his body, his naked pubes
and his slender milky-white penis with its long, silky
foreskin added to the deception.  Although not
athletically coordinated, he was physically active,
and had a fit little body with firm preadolescent
muscles and a delightfully flat stomach.
	Cory zoomed in on his naked feet standing there in
the tepid pool of Jacob's piss, and then panned up to
his cocklet with the tiny bluish bulge under his
milk-white foreskin.  He held there as Dominic reached
down and holding his little hose at the base, began to
relieve his overfilled bladder.  His piss streamed out
of the tube formed by his loose foreskin and bathed
Jacob's hairy balls and partially-erect cock dangling
above his face.  It ran down the crack of his hairy
ass and down his back and streamed off the tip of his
dangling cock and over his ribs.  Directing the stream
so it bathed Jacob's nipples, Dominic smiled as the
man twisted his torso in evident pleasure.  As his hot
preadolescent boy piss flowed over Jacob's nipples
they grew firm in response.  He directed his stream
higher, directing it into "his uncle's" mouth and
Jacob immediately began to swallow the salty yellow
brine direct from Dominic's bladder.
	He had to go badly, having drunk almost a galleon of
water as Cory had told him to before Billy had taken
the two of them over to Schuller's after school and
then three cups of the strong tea Jacob Schuller had
brewed.  It took a long time for him to empty his
bladder as he once again filled Jacob's mouth and once
more played his stream over his chest and over his
balls and now almost erect cock.  As the pressure
finally began to subside, he stepped closer, and
following Cory's instructions, pressed the tip of his
still limp penis against the man's butthole, sending
the last of his stream up the man's rectum.
	Similarly following Cory's directions, Jacob had
Dominic straddle his chest and squat down before him
and he took the boy's limp penis in his mouth and
began to suck on it.  The slender tube was silky
smooth and the feel of it in his mouth caused his now
stiff cock to wag with excitement.  Setting up the
cameras on tripods and setting them so they would run
on automatic, Cory made his appearance, of course
acting surprised to find "his cousin" and "his dad",
the latter relationship being a nice erotic touch
Jacob had to admit, drenched in piss and having sex,
and of course apologizing for having barged in but
having to take a leak, the latter being the only thing
that was true.
	Of course he proceeded to do just that, pulling out
his cock and drenching both his supposed father and
cousin as Jacob resumed sucking Dominic's cock. 
Unable to get stiff on his own, Dominic was delighted
to feel his young cocklet swelling quickly in Jacob's
mouth until he had an erection, an impressive four and
a quarter inches.  He trembled as he felt the
delightful thrills of stimulation rippling through his
swollen cockhead under his delicate foreskin and
shooting up the slender shaft.  He closed his eyes
with the still mysterious and delightful pleasure
between his legs as he felt Cory's hot stream flowing
down over his naked body, washing his chest and his
belly with hot, yellow piss and flowing over his naked
pubes and tiny hairless balls and on over Jacob
Schuller's chest.
	Jacob's cock jerked uncontrollably with arousal as he
sucked on his supposed nephew's slender, now stiff
cocklet, delighting in the silky smoothness of his
foreskin and the rock-hard firmness of the slender
tube and the slight bulge under his foreskin.  As
Cory's piss flowed over Dominic's pubes and down his
slender shaft Jacob parted his lips and allowed the
hot, early teen piss to flow into his mouth.  The
eroticism of drinking one boy's piss while sucking the
cock of another boy caused an unbelievably pleasant
ache deep in the pit of his loins.  He inhaled deeply
with that pleasure, inhaling the pungent fragrance of
tepid piss as Cory redirected his stream to shower
Jacob's head with his urine.  As it trickled down past
his ears and down his neck and ran in hot yellow
rivulets over his chest, Jacob Schuller's cock
twitched with arousal.
	Pushing off his runners with his feet, he stepped
into the tub, still wearing his socks which quickly
began soaking up the pool of piss in the bottom of the
tub.  Pulling apart Jacob's piss-soaked ass cheeks he
pressed the tip of his slender, almost erect penis
into the man's stretched asshole.  Reaching down and
holding it there, he filled Jacob's rectum with the
remainder of his hot boy piss.  With a couple strokes
he had his cock firm, and grasping Jacob's hips, he
lunged forward, plunging his cock up the
thirty-year-old teacher's piss-filled asshole. 
Driving it in up to his balls, he began to furiously
fuck the piss-soaked German teacher, standing there
fully clothed in the tub with his stiff cock jutting
out of his fly and his socks soaking up the pool of
piss, his, Jacob's, and Dominic's.
	Jacob found his mind awash with feelings of guilt,
fear, shame, and unbelievable pleasure as he lay there
on his back in the tub, the hot piss now tepid against
his naked back and surprisingly pungent.  He sucked
eagerly and willingly on Dominic's throbbing little
cocklet as he worked his lips up and down the slender
shaft and over the slight bulge, delighting in the
texture of his silky-smooth cock and its teenage
firmness and especially delighting in the squirming
and heavy breathing of the thirteen-year-old cherub,
evidence of the boy's pleasure.  Boys expressed their
delight so openly and honestly, and that, he realized,
was one of the pleasures of having sex with young
boys.
	He contracted his anus and relaxed it as another
thirteen-year-old furiously fucked his ass.  As he
looked up over Dominic's head at Cory, the young boy's
pleasure was evident in the slight smile curling his
lips and the flush of his smooth cheeks and the
fluttering of his long, feathery eyelashes.  As Cory
opened his eyes a slit and looked down at him, his
smile widened and his eyes sparkled with his delight
and his lust.  Jacob trembled with that look of pure
lust in the thirteen-year-old's face and the
thirty-year-old teacher knew how a man could prefer to
have sex with a boy instead of a man, or a woman.
	It was totally obscene, sucking the cocklet of a
thirteen-year-old boy still too young to ejaculate
while being fucked by his thirteen-year-old classmate.
 It was also sinful and illegal, but most of all, it
was highly erotic.  As the one boy squirmed and
inhaled deeply with his approaching orgasm, and the
other grunted and panted as he rapidly pumped his
stiff cock in out of his asshole, his stiff cock
"schlucking" in and out of his piss-filled rectum as
he too approached his orgasm, Jacob closed his eyes
and inhaled the piss-laden air, filling his lungs as
he delighted in the pleasure pulsating from the two
young boys.  How could anyone find what they were
doing wrong?
	And then he felt the familiar twang deep in his
groin.  The electrifying shock ripped up the core of
his stiff prick preceding the gush of his hot cum that
spurted out of his cock and sprayed the back of
Dominic's neck and the young boy's smooth back. 
Feeling the man's hot, slimy load oozing down his
naked back, Dominic trembled and threw his head back
as the first shock of his own orgasm ripped through
his groin and up his slender cocklet, his tiny balls
drawn up tightly under his throbbing cock in a futile
attempt to empty what was not there.  He inhaled the
piss-laden air deeply as he trembled with his dry
orgasm, his knob burning and his shaft throbbing
hotly.  Cory's young nuts contracted also, sending his
early teen cum spurting up his throbbing, aching
four-inch cock and out the burning tip with the force
and pleasure only a thirteen-year-old boy can know,
spurting deep up the piss-drenched teacher laying
there in the putrid pool of piss and shooting off his
own load.
	"That was totally awesome," Dominic said as the two
boys biked to the Seven Eleven for Slurpees and Nachos
half an hour later.  It was almost supper time, but
they had worked up an appetite.  "That was especially
wicked when we were done how you took off your socks
and had Mister Schuller suck the piss out of them."
	"Yeah, that was hot," agreed Cory with a leer.  He'd
liked to have taken credit for the idea, but actually
he'd picked up the thought from Jacob Schuller.  The
man had been totally repulsed and humiliated by what
they had just done, although he had loved every second
of it, a conflict that Cory found confusing and that
was none of his doing, none of the teacher's thoughts
or feelings having been implanted by himself.  Of
course the pleasure he and Dominic had been feeling
had been transmitted by the headband but that only
accented the pleasure that the teacher had already
been feeling.  In scanning the man's mind, Cory had
picked up his pleasure immediately along with the
perverse idea of sucking his dirty, piss-soaked socks,
accompanied by the feelings of disgust and shame, the
hope they might do it all again sometime, and a fear
of being caught.
	As the boys dug into the Nachos and
jalapeno-flavoured melted cheese, Jacob Schuller was
at that very moment thinking of all of those things as
he sat in his bathrobe in his study sipping his third
brandy.  Despite having had a half hour shower with
scalding hot water and his strongest scented soap he
felt dirty, and two glasses of brandy had not calmed
his nerves nor gotten rid of the taste of piss in his
mouth.  Worst of all, he could not get rid of the
obsessive thoughts in his mind.  He was totally
perplexed how he could have found such intense
pleasure in what he'd just done, especially since he
also found it sick and filthy at the same time and had
always considered himself above engaging in the
perversions he studied, and particularly considering
the risks of engaging in such perversity with two
thirteen-year-old boys.  How a man could have such
conflicting thoughts and feelings perplexed Cory
Wilson also, but there was, on the other hand, no
doubt in the thirteen-year-old's mind why Jacob
Schuller was finding such pleasure in the things they
were doing, nor did he have any doubt that there was
absolutely nothing wrong with what they were doing. 
He was just going to have to help Jacob Schuller
understand.
	"I got an idea for something different we can try
tomorrow too," he said as he burped loudly.  Wiping
off his lips with the back of his hand, he gave
Dominic an evil grin.
	Saturday was the big football game between William
Cleaver High and Saint Joseph Collegiate, one of the
top football teams in the league.  Since Dominic's
thirteenth birthday party, the team had adopted him as
their unofficial mascot and good luck charm, along
with some bizarre new practices, thanks unbeknownst to
them to Cory, who was welcomed into the team as
Dominic's friend, and his headband.  The first was the
introduction of a new power drink by Kurt Jennings and
Derry Epstein.  Actually, it was the same protein and
carbohydrate rich sports drink Derry's father had come
up with for the swim and football teams with one added
ingredient, a couple ounces of Dominic's piss to each
bottle.  It had initially been planned as a onetime
prank by the two boys after the pissing events of
Dominic's birthday party, but thanks to the power of
positive thinking along with a little confidence
boosting thanks to Cory and his headband, WCHS had
trampled their opposition in the game following
Dominic's big birthday bash.  Needless to say the
team, and their coach, insisted on the new drink the
next game and Kurt and Derry found themselves in a
tough spot.  They could not very well reveal their
prank, not with the coach having heard about the new
and improved drink, and they had no idea how to
otherwise add the slight yellow tint of the new power
drink.  When they won their next game with a
twenty-point lead, even they had to wonder if there
wasn't something to their new power drink.
	The second new practice was initiated by Cory through
Kenny.  Planting the idea of pulling down Dominic's
fly and giving his dick a quick kiss through his
briefs for good luck was easy given the feelings that
had developed between Kenny and Dominic.  Having Evert
Lang forget his girlfriend's good luck charm, which
Cory had actually hidden, and return to the lockers to
look for it and catch Kenny and Dominic had not been
difficult either, and having the highly superstitious
and deeply religious sixteen-year-old give Dominic's
little dicklet a quick peck for luck too in the
absence of his girlfriend's charm didn't require that
much effort on Cory's part.  Again with the power of
the mind and some dumb luck, the two outperformed the
rest of the team in the first quarter and the two
stayed behind for another kiss of luck before
returning to the field.
	At half time Kurt Jennings discovered their secret
when he returned to the lockers to replace a broken
shoelace, which had been cut by Cory.  Having
attributed his earlier intimacy with Dominic in the
shower after everyone had left his birthday party to
having been drunk, and having concluded that Kenny was
unaware of what they'd done, Kurt had purposefully
distanced himself from the boy during the first half
of the game. Now pressured by Evert and Kenny to try
it in an attempt to make what they'd been caught doing
look like an innocent lark besides figuring if they
included Kurt he'd not reveal their secret, and Kurt
afraid Dominic might say something about what they'd
done in the shower if he made a big deal of kissing
his crotch, he knelt down and gave the boy's dicklet a
peck.  Thanks to Cory who was hiding in the lockers,
the memory of how good it had felt jerking off with
Dominic flashed through his mind at that precise
moment, much to the teenage jock's dismay.  He was
straight dammit!  Again by pure luck or perhaps added
confidence, Kurt too did much better in the second
half.  Several more players were added during their
second game, and after their big win four more joined
in during their  third game as those who were engaging
in the new ritual readily admitted to it.  With so
many doing it, it was no longer such a big deal, and
they were winning.
	Given their winning streak and their willingness to
accept anything that would give them an edge over
their opponents, Cory found it surprisingly easy to
introduce his latest idea in their fourth game.  There
was a huge crowd out for the big game, Saint Joseph
Collegiate being one of the Catholic system's
strongest teams and William Cleaver High having a
straight three-game win with surprisingly large
spreads between their scores and that of the losing
teams.  It was a hard-fought game, and although the
WCHS players did superbly well, Saint Joseph played
well also.  Under such emotionally charged conditions,
it was surprisingly easy to convince Kurt Jennings,
whom Cory had discovered with a little mind probing
had quite a piss fetish going all the way back to when
he wet the bed as a toddler, that having Dominic piss
while getting an extra perverse good luck kiss out
there on the field and sucking the undiluted piss as
it soaked into Dominic's briefs would give him an edge
over his opponents.  With his successful subsequent
tackle, Kurt was back for another perverse kiss/drink,
and it was not long before half the team was calling
Dominic over supposedly to hand them a power drink or
bring them a towel but in reality pulling down his fly
and giving his piss-soaked briefs a suck.
	With the score tied and only minutes left in the
fourth quarter, emotions were running high not just on
the field but in the stands as high school classmates,
parents and relatives, teachers and the community
cheered on their teams.  WCHS was playing especially
hard, and their opponents could not help but notice
the sweat beading on their foreheads, besides the fact
they all seemed to have glistening lips and foul
breaths.  Finally, in the final ten seconds, thanks to
the teamwork of Kenny, Kurt and Evert, WCHS scored the
winning touchdown.  Little Dominic, his fly still down
and his stiff little pecker poking his wet briefs out
the opening, was hoisted to their shoulders and
paraded around the field much to the shy
thirteen-year-old's delight.  Not only was he getting
all the attention he could possibly want, something he
desperately craved not getting it at home, but he was
an integral part of the team, and on top of all that,
he had a boner!  As Cory watched, he wondered with a
wide grin what the cheering crowd would think if they
knew what their high school football heros had been
doing throughout the game.
	"Oh man, we were fucking awesome tonight," crowed
Albert Finley, normally one of the poorer players of
the team but who had outshone most of his teammates in
this game.  He'd also been one to have given little
Dominic the greatest number of good luck kisses and as
he spoke he was very much aware of the lingering taste
of Dominic's preadolescent piss in his mouth.  The
rest cheered and agreed with his observation, loudest
of all their coach.  He'd never seen his team play
like they just had.
	"Thanks to our mascot and good luck charm, the best
fucking thing to have happened to this fucking team,"
observed "Butch" Buchenski, one of the better and
definitely the brawniest of the players as he hoisted
Dominic to his broad shoulders, again to the cheering
and agreement of the team.  Coach Beddows ignored the
language despite the young ears in the room.  His
players were excited, and they deserved getting a
little leeway.  Besides, what high school jock didn't
use the "f" word?  His boys weren't wimps, as they
proved tonight.  Cory wondered what the coach would
think of his boys if he knew the reason for their
success as he pictured beefy Butch Buchenski on his
knees, his lips fastened to Dominic's throbbing little
dicklet under his piss-soaked briefs as little Dominic
"freshened" his briefs for the sucking
seventeen-year-old football player.
	"Well, most of us were awesome," observed Kurt as he
removed his shoulder pads.
	The team glanced about the lockers and at four
players in particular who had refused to take part in
their perverse ritual.
	"Yeah, it's hard on the team when a few decide not to
play along with the rest," agreed Evert as he unlaced
his boots and eased them off.  It wasn't so much that
they hadn't followed the crowd as it was envy that
they'd dared not to, and more than a little guilt that
he'd engaged in the perverse act himself.
	Coach Beddows wasn't exactly sure what the boys were
getting at as he hadn't noticed any boy not pulling
his load.  He did know that the players sometimes knew
personal things that he didn't though, and he didn't
discourage constructive criticism.  As much as he
promoted sportsmanship and sports as a great character
builder, he also believed they played to win.  "There
will be plenty of time for post game analysis later,"
he said.  "You boys go hit the showers.  You got
parents and girlfriends out there waiting to
congratulate you."
	"Bet Tracey got something real special in mind for
you, Kurt," one of them said with a leer as he pushed
down his pants.  Ever since Dominic's birthday Kurt
had gone out of his way to brag about what a hot time
he was having with Tracey, not just to prove his
masculinity to the others, but also to himself.  Coach
Beddows stepped out of the lockers and headed for his
office and his private shower.  There was a point
where a coach had to draw the line on the ribald talk
and where he learned too much about the personal lives
of his players, and when that point arrived, it was a
wise coach who made an exit.
	"Or maybe Kurt would prefer what our new mascot has
to offer," observed Joe Baker sarcastically.  Joe had
been one of those Kurt had been referring to as
playing poorly and not playing along with the others
in their new ritual and Joe knew it.  He and Kurt
never had gotten along, both having the same macho
personality.
	"And just what do you mean by that?" Kurt asked, his
temper flaring, ignited just as much by Joe's
insinuation about his masculinity as by his own
feelings of guilt.
	"You know what I mean," Joe replied smugly.  "You
seemed to be enjoying your good luck kisses a lot if
you ask me."
	"Com'on Joe.  We were all just having a little fun,"
Kenny said, coming to Dominic's defence as much as
Kurt's.
	"Besides, we did win, didn't we?" asked Evert.
	"You don't really think sucking the kid's crotch had
anything to do with winning do you, you moron?"
	"Well, let's see.  Those who did, did well, and those
who sucked big time out on the field  . . .  didn't,"
observed Evert.
	Joe glared back at him.  Evert thought he was such a
smooth talker and intellectual.  Worse, Joe could not
deny that for whatever reason, he and the three others
who hadn't participated in the little ritual had been
the poorest players that evening.  "That's crap," came
his bright response, which reflected Joe's level of
thinking.
	"You know, speaking of crap, I think the player who
played the crappiest should be made to eat crap as
motivation for next time," observed Kurt, the idea
popping into his head and in his anger and guilt
coming out his mouth without thinking.  That resulted
in laughter from the others, and the support of more
than just a few.  Joe's arrogance and opinion he was
superior to the others hadn't made him any friends,
and was tolerated only because he was normally a
superb player.  "I think we'd all agree for this game
that means you, Joe, and I can't think of a better ass
for you to eat out than that of our young mascot
here."
	"You're sick," Joe responded.  "You all are who did
your little kissy thing tonight.  Maybe we should just
see what Coach Beddows thinks of your good luck
ritual.  You're all nothing but a bunch of queers."
	"You callin' me a queer?" asked Butch as he slowly
got to his feet.
	Joe realized immediately he'd gone too far.  He also
knew there was nothing he could say that was going to
get him out of the fix he'd gotten himself in.  What
with the general dislike for Joe combined with the
worst insult a guy can give another and his threat of
revealing what they'd been doing to the coach, Cory
had little difficulty fanning the flames of their rage
nor having the ideas he'd put into Kurt's head
accepted by the ten players who had participated in
what Joe had called their "kissy" thing.  Butch could
have easily pinned Joe to the floor all on his own. 
With the help of nine other angry, muscular football
players, it was a snap.
	Pale with fright and not wanting to cause anyone any
harm, Dominic was close to tears despite the assurance
of the others that he wasn't to blame and that Joe
deserved what he was about to get.  Bolstered by the
support of Kenny and Cory, he shyly dropped his
trousers and briefs and stepping out of them, he
straddled Joe Baker and squatted down.  While Butch
held down Joe's head and Kurt forced his mouth open
and the others held down his arms and legs, Dominic
positioned himself above the sixteen-year-old jock's
mouth and began to push out with his abdomen.  Ever so
slowly his first rich brown turd began to push out. 
Kurt pulled Joe's jaws farther apart as the tip of the
turd passed his lips and his teeth and then broke off
and fell into his gaping mouth.  Joe of course
immediately began to gag but forced himself to stop
when Butch told him to swallow it or he'd be sucking
it up off the floor along with his puke.  Having no
doubt Butch would make him do it, he worked the thick
turd in his mouth and biting off a bite-sized bit he
swallowed the foul-tasting lump of shit.  Biting off
the next, and then another, he reluctantly ate the
foul turd, fighting back the urge to puke with each
swallow.  Several of the others looked away and tried
to think of anything else but what was happening as
they fought their own impulse to puke, not an easy
thing considering the foul stench that had filled the
locker room.  Dominic's first turd was followed by
three more, each as rich and thick and long as the
first.  Joe chewed and swallowed the acrid paste as in
his mind he angrily thought of a dozen punishments for
those who were humiliating him.  He would have them
eat his own shit, and roll in it like the filthy pigs
they were.  He'd have them eat each other's ass out
like the sick fags that they were.  They would pay for
this, every one of them.  Filled with hate and
humiliation, he chewed and swallowed Dominic's shit
furiously, his eyes filled with anger.  As a final
punishment, he was forced to lick young Dominic's
asshole clean, much to the amusement of the others and
another idea Cory had planted in Kurt's mind.  Kurt's
jealousy and rivalry with Joe made for a fertile and
receptive mind.  As they watched the six-foot four,
two-hundred and twenty pound forward laying there,
brown spittle oozing from the corners of his lips as
he reluctantly wormed his tongue into their shy
mascot's hole, a sense of immense satisfaction, and of
sexual arousal, passed over them.  They did deserve
some reward after all Cory thought with a smile. 
	They finally released him and leaving him there on
the floor they headed off to the showers and then off
to join girlfriends and relatives to celebrate their
victory over Saint Patrick's.  Kenny dropped Cory off
at his place before heading out to Make Out Point on
Henderson Drive with Dominic for their own special
private celebration.  Filing away the three tapes, the
one they'd made at Schuller's on Friday, the one from
the hidden cam in the locker room capturing Joe
Baker's humiliation, and the one from the hidden cam
in the showers, Cory smiled as he removed his headband
and placed it on the night stand and reached down and
began to play with himself.  It had been a
particularly successful two days.
   
***********

Thanks to Absalom for suggesting the delightfully
perverted action involving his character Dominic in
this story.  What else would you like to see happen? 
What further fun and havoc can Cory create with his
growing awareness of the power of his
great-grandfather's headband?  Have you ever had
someone you hated and wanted to get even with?  Email
me your idea and I'll write it as part of this story
and if you wish add you as one of the characters. 
Anything goes, the hotter and more perverted the
better, except I don't write snuff and torture of kids
and anything involving player characters will need
their collaboration.  Non player characters available
for your amusement and abuse include the Gilles
family, Vice Principal Stewart Millburne, Baptist
Pastor Winthrop and his family, Kenneth Ballard and
his mother, Father Henry, Calvin Cosher and his
daughter Stacey, the WCHS gang, the 14 RGAB soccer
players and their families, the cops Eric O'Malley and
Mike Polanski and Anton's RGAB classmates.  Player
characters created by readers so far are Dominic,
Terry, Anthony, Bob, Billy Dean, Ben Hanson, Jacob
Schuller, Benji Gilles and Callie Dean with a
supporting cast of Jonah Winthrop, Lane and Spence,
Nicole Halder, Molly, Trang and Ashley, Nick Dawson,
Nat and Darien Wilson, Emma and Elijah Dean, Aunt Rosa
and Uncle Rafael, Juanita, Luther, and Lucy, Ramon
Carlos, the nerds of Lincoln Junior High (Fats
Fortillini, Peter Manchester, Dwayne Hainsworth,
Jerome Eisenstein, Wilbur Thornton and Dylan Ingles)
and of course Lad, Rocky, Shep, Dobe and the star of
the series, Cory Wilson.

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