____________________________ | | /)| KRISTEN'S BOOKSHELF |(\ / )| DIRECTORIES |( \ __( (|____________________________|) )__ ((( \ \ > /_) ( \ < / / ))) (\\\ \ \_/ / \ \_/ / ///) \ / \ / \ _/ \_ / / / \ \ o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o The Bookshelf Directories offer a very wide variety o o of stories. They have been submitted by people from o o all over the world. Also from alt.sex.stories (News o o groups). There is no particular order other than o o offering them to you in alphabetical directories. o o o o All works are copyrighted to the author and may not o o be used for profit without obtaining the author's o o permission in advance. o o o o Lest we forget!!! This story was produced as adult o o entertainment and should not be read by minors. o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o P.E. Teacher by Curious Kat (no address provided) *** Ever wondered what goes on in the boy's changing room? (Mb, pre-teen, ped, mast) *** Today seemed like one of those deep dreams when you wonder what was real and what was imagined, I don’t know if it was accidental or even planned somewhere deep in my subconscious. If I start at the beginning I might come to understand what happened. I’m a 30-year-old P.E. Teacher at a rich private boarding school and live in a cottage on the grounds, teaching boys from 8 to 18 all sports in the curriculum. Today was just another run of the mill Thursday after school free swim session which I supervise as part of my duties, nothing special about it as there were only 14 boys and 9 girls of varying ages swimming in the indoor pool on a damp cold November evening. I have to wear trunks when on lifeguard duty but the heating was on and I decided against the t-shirt which gets wet anyway, I’ve recently noticed that the boys always exit the pool about 20 minutes early and head for the showers leaving the girls to swim alone for the rest of the session which puzzles me as they are also the last to leave the changing room. Today was no different except that the girls had a play rehearsal that night and had already left half an hour into the session so when the boys went into the changing room I was left alone in the hot humid pool area, five minutes of walking around putting floats and water polo balls away got me thinking about why the boys took so long to get changed. I went against all sound thinking and found myself pushing the door to the changing room open and going inside, I knew it was wrong to enter without announcing myself but something made me do it anyway. The sight which met me took my breath away, just inside the door I came face to face with the blonde fifth form football captain. The 14 year old boy was only a couple of feet in front of me leaning against one of the sinks, he was completely naked and using his right hand to stroke slowly up and down his six inch erection. There was a generous amount of hair where the long thick member joined his slim pale body and he didn’t even break stride when he saw me, I was mesmerised by the display for a few seconds before I began to take in the bigger picture around the room. Everywhere I looked there were naked boys and they were all masturbating with varying ferocity, even the three preteen junior boys were sat on the long bench working hard at their rigid willies. I seemed to float around the room as my mind was bombarded with increasingly arousing scenes, in the showers there were three sixth formers under the water manipulating massive ten inch monsters while an adventurous 13 year old led in front of them frantically pulling on a surprisingly long hard-on. I know I should have walked out and left them to finish but my usual self-control had been shattered and even as I rounded the corner to the main changing benches my own sex strained at the tight lycra fabric of my trunks begging to be unleashed into this underage sexual frenzy. The raw display of pubescent sex made me a puppet to hormonal forces and I felt my own hands pushing my trunks to the floor, my erection was let loose and I could hear gasps from either side of me. I don’t consider myself a particularly hunky guy but sport keeps me pretty fit and I have a nicely defined physique, the looks of unbridled lust on the faces of half a dozen teenage masturbating males however was very flattering and even though I consider myself straight I studied each body closely as I became even more turned on. This was when I wrapped my fingers wrapped around my shaft and gave the first tentative pull of my foreskin, the sensation was electric and somehow magnified by this new arousal. Pressure built almost immediately and I paused after only a single stroke so as to prevent an embarrassingly early climax, there was no letup in the actions of my audience however and I was drawn to the spread-eagled 12 year old to my left whose hand moved over his fat 5 inch cock with amazing speed and dexterity. The lad was part of the school gymnastics team and his whole body was taught with muscles that flexed his bronzed flesh with every rapid thrust of his powerful arm, dark red hair was plastered with the sweat that flowed freely down his chiselled chest and over the flat stomach onto the few wispy strands of pubic hair under his hand. Another movement opposite me attracted my gaze to one of the preteens working furiously between his legs whilst hypnotised by my groin, shoulder length brown hair frame the smallest cute face with countless freckles which make him seem even younger than the 10 years I know him to be. Only two days ago I had been introducing his class to rugby and here I was watching him jacking off in front of me. As I risked another slow stroke of my cock I surveyed my right side where a sixteen year old prefect grinned at me while he tugged up and down an enormous prick, I might be remembering more than I saw but I could have sworn it was almost a foot long and as thick as my forearm. The young man's hand barely reached around this huge appendage which wobbled from side to side as he skillfully pleasured himself, his body was very hairy for his age and he seemed out of place surrounded by mainly smooth skinned children but I thought his manhood to be the most impressive that I had seen so far. There was a high pitched yelp from the far side of the room and I looked over to see another of the juniors stand up rigid and point his quivering stiff penis toward the middle of the room, a small spray ejected from the tip and the poor lad doubled over as his orgasm took hold. The whole room was witness to another jet of pre-teen semen flying over a metre from his pelvis and spattering the grey tiled floor next to the first offering, another half a dozen underage ejaculate samples joined those on the floor and the tired out kid slumped back onto the bench to enjoy the afterglow of his climax. Even as the boys softening penis was shrivelling back into his lap the gymnast on my left jumped to his feet and stood right in front of me, he looked into my eyes as he pulled his hand back and the engorged purple head at the summit of his twitching tower seemed to burst. I watched with wonder as his five inch weapon discharged it’s creamy seed in ten powerful spurts onto the same tiles where the little boy had gone, my hand now with a mind of its own as it worked it’s magic around my shaft. A chain reaction seemed to have been triggered and there was a procession of various young penises delivering their juicy load onto the floor, the football captain smiling at me while pumping thick wads of sticky love juice drove me over the edge and I rose to offer my own delivery. There seemed to be a great deal of interest in watching their teacher ejaculate and I had a eager audience for when the knot in my groin finally snapped, I gave one final hard pump of my fist and a pulse of pleasure wracked my body. With vision blurring I released my cock and it twitched wildly sending the first jet of my semen up in a high arc and splashing onto the already wet tiles, the wave of ecstasy was too much and I let out an involuntary moan. A second jet of juice twice as hard as the first shot out of me and sailed clear across the room to land on one of the sixth formers foot, I took a hold of my pulsating organ once more and had to force it to point toward the floor while it jetted the next four or five massive sprays onto the target area. The eruptions eventually subsided and my tensed body gave out even if my prick refused to deflate, staggering backward I fell onto the bench and slumped against the wall the fountain in my groin still spilling semen over my stomach. The eldest boy followed my turn and I saw a gallon of man cream mixing with mine on the floor which was now a considerable puddle, boy after boy continued to ejaculate until all 15 of us were absolutely spent and led strewn around the room reminiscent of a bloody battlefield in a war film. I couldn’t move and glancing around the room I realised that I was not the only one, heaving chests gasping for air were the only sounds to be heard until the three juniors dropped to the floor and moved toward the pool of mixed cum. What followed shocked me and I’m still not sure if what I saw was genuine enjoyment or peer pressure from the older boys, slowly and deliberately all three preteen lads licked all of the liquid from the floor and greedily swallowed it. I was looking into a pair of eager blue eyes as their twelve year old owner devoured fifteen male’s ejaculate including his own and I loved it, even as they finished their liquid feast the boys around me began to pull on their clothes which shook me back to reality. Looking frantically for my discarded trunks I was keenly aware of my nakedness in front of over a dozen witnesses in my potential trial but was put at ease when the football captain placed a warm hand on my knee and thanked me for finally joining them, there seemed to be a consensus that my participation was enjoyed by all and they were keen for me to participate in future gatherings. I pulled my trunks up over my tired tool and staggered toward the door, exiting the changing room propelled me back into the complicated and scary teachers world and I escaped to the relative safety of the lifeguards platform. The fully dressed boys filtered out of the pool area one by one and each said goodbye until only my blonde captain remained leaning against the wall by the door, I nodded to him and I was surprised by his approach to my platform. He craned up toward me and looked me square in the eyes, he then said easily the sexiest thing I have ever heard. “Meet me here tomorrow lunchtime and I’ll suck you off.” With that he turned on his heels and strode purposefully out to catch up with his friends, I must have stood there for a full five minutes before I gathered my senses and went into the changing room to dress. I could still see some wetness on the floor where we had masturbated. I locked up and came straight back home to write this down while it was still fresh in my mind. I now have a decision to make. Tomorrow I could take the next step in securing the services of the hottest boy in the school as my private little fuck buddy. (I wonder if my girlfriend could be talked into a threesome?) The End?