if our meeting
with him goes well, he’ll be happy to have you as a student. So keep
your fingers crossed,” Mr. Studman explained.
“Gee thanks, Mr. Studman! I’ll try my best!”
I had never met Mr. Stenerson before, but had passed him in the
hall on several occasions. He was a big, beefy, burly man, with thick
black hair c his arms and a thick black beard. Very handsome,
I always thought.
We met Mr. Stenerson in his office at the appoiime. Mr.
Studman introduced me, a opposite Mr. Stenerson in front
of his desk. He stood, wearing his glasses as he read my file, then
dropped it onto his desk. “Andy, yrades are impressive and Mr.
Studman has assured me of your excellent performan his class,
however my instru is much harder and more intehan Mr.
Studman’s. I asked the two of you here to see if you handle my
curriculum. Shall we proceed?”
I turo Mr. Studman, ah nodded.
“Just how hard is your curriculum?” I asked.
“This hard,” Mr. Stenerson replied as he pushed his pants and
underwear down around his beefy, hairy thighs.
My mouth dropped as Mr. Stenerson’s thick, hard, beer--size
of a cock came into view.“Do you think you hahis hard lesson, Andy?” Mr. Stenerson
glared down at me through his glasses as he gently stroked his cock,
making the thick foreskin slide over the head of his dripping cock.
“I … uh … uh … I try, Mr. Stenerson,” I stammered.
“Fine, Andy, fine,” he replied as he stepped around the desk and
pulled my pants down a me over his desk. “Let’s proceed.”
Mr. Stenerson stood behiroking his cock as Mr. Studman
grabbed my buttocks and spread my asscrack wide. I felt the coarseness
of Mr. Stenerson’s thick beard rub against my tender hole as he
licked deep to slick me up. He spanked my waiting asscrack with his
thick slab of meat. I the his cock press