Yellow Pieces of Paper {gay/age gap}

Joshua Crandell slowly made his way through the wide deserted halls of Central High while nervously fingering the yellow note he had received from Mr. Jackson. He had been in music class learning about Beethoven when another student had interrupted the class to give it to him.

Why did he wanna see me? Was one of the questions he repeatedly asked himself since he hadn't done anything wrong. At least not as far as he knew. But that didn't stop him from starting to sweat profusely the nearer he got to the principal's office. Mr. Jackson's secretary, a Miss. Gwen Silver, looked up from her typing as Joshua opened the door.

"And how may I help you young man?" she efficiently asked sounding as prim as she looked with her hair in a tight bun, light gray colored glasses framing her eyes and the flower-decorated sweater that covered, a slightly small, white collared shirt.

"Uh, well," he mumbled nervously while handing her the personally written note from Mr. Jackson. "I guess he wants to see me for something," he finished, thinking that he said too much and most of it made him sound stupid. After taking several seconds to read the note, Miss. Silver pressed the intercom button on her desk to inform her boss that Mr. Crandell had arrived for his appointment. This wasn't the only thing they talked about in the quick verbal exchange that ensued. When they were finished, the secretary motioned him to go inside with a nod of her head.

Of all the places on earth, this was one of the last ones he wanted to in. Joshua was so nervous as he walked into the room and stood in front of the huge oak desk as he waited for Mr. Jackson to complete writing something in a notebook. When he closed it the man looked up and acknowledged his presence. Mr. Jackson didn't look that terrifying, but to Joshua, only bad people were called to see the principal when bad things happened, and that wasn't something he wanted. How could he face his parents if they were called to the school?

"And you must be Joshua Crandell," the fifty-something-year-old man said softly in a pleasant voice. "I've heard so many nice things about you, and I must say, from what I can see from here, those reports were more than accurate,” he praised Joshua. Nervously shifting his weight from one leg to the other, Joshua still hadn't a clue what this meeting was all about, but he started to have some hope that it wasn't as bad as he believed it would be.

"Mr. Laurens, in particular, has told me a few things about you,” Mr. Jackson started again. This quickly wiped the small smile, that had made it way onto Joshua's lips, away as dread started to grow inside him.

“Ahm,” Joshua stammered before licking his lips. “What did he say about me?” he dared to ask the principal.

“Everything,” Mr. Jackson informed him. “And if you want this to remain our little secret, you just have to do as you're told. Understand?" he asked him with a different sounding kindness that Joshua knew meant something wasn't quite right. His head was now spinning, and he was starting to feel a little lightheaded.

"Yes, sir. I understand,” was all he could say, after taking a big gulp of air to make himself breath.

Mr. Jackson now stood up from his chair and casually walked past his desk, Joshua, and two chairs that were side by side, to lock his office door. With his back now to the door, Mr. Jackson looked over Joshua once again. The boy had turned and followed the older man as he walked across the room, so they were still facing each other.

"Okay, son,” he said after a moment. “Drop those pants of yours so I can see this wonderful pecker that Bert, Mr. Laurens to you, has been telling me about." The command was quite clear, even with his softly spoken words, but Joshua still wasn't sure he heard what he thought he heard.

"N-now?" he asked the older man nervously. "What if somebody tries to come in or needs you for something?" Joshua asked as he eyed the door and saw that there was just one lock. He was sure that Miss. Sliver had the key to get in if she wanted or had to.

"Young man," Mr. Jackson replied evenly as he leaned back against the door. "As you just saw, I locked the only door into this room and since I'm the principal, it will stay locked until I want it opened. I can do pretty much anything I damn well please around here, so stop jabbering and start stripping," he once again insisted with a harder tone to his voice. Even though Joshua was uncertain about this strange turn of events, a shiver of excitement shot through him at being assured that no one was going to walk in on them. "That's better," Mr. Jackson said to the lean seventeen-year-old as he slowly began unbuckling the belt that held up his jeans. "Hurry up now, I wanna see what's hidden inside there," he said impatiently as Joshua started to pull down the zipper.

Seconds later, with the pants down around the boy's ankles, Mr. Jackson couldn't take it anymore, and with much quicker reflexes than Joshua thought a man of his age could possess, he crossed the room and dropped to his knees in front of him. With slightly shaking hands he slid blue boxers down over Joshua's thighs, allowing his huge semi-hard erection to flop obscenely into view.

For the next several seconds the room was deathly quiet as Joshua looked down at Mr. Jackson looking as his cock that he couldn't stop from growing right in front of his eyes. Then with a soft gasp, Mr. Jackson stated, "M- my god, it's incredible. All that meat on someone your size. M-may I suck it? Please?" he asked Joshua without looking away from what was before him.

Hearing this caused his not so little dick to finish growing that much faster. It had been the same way with Mr. Laurens, Joshua recalled. Once the teacher had gotten a peek at his erection he seemed to have been pulled under some kind of spell also. Without uttering a response, Joshua pushed his hips forward as a signal for Mr. Jackson to take it into his mouth. And just like his English teacher, Mr. Laurens, Bert as Mr. Jackson knew him, he attached his mouth to his member at a shocking speed.

"Oh, god," Joshua moaned quietly when he felt the soft tongue as it caressed the head of his big dick. "T-that feels wonderful. Oohhhhhhhhhh my, that's nice!" he couldn't stop himself from moaning. Just hearing Joshua make such appreciative comments about his oral abilities drove Mr. Jackson into a feeding frenzy as he sucked wildly on the head of a cock that had to be about nine inches long. 

He was desperately trying to coax a gusher into his needy mouth. Even though Joshua had a modicum of control over these men, this was still a case of an inexperienced young man having his cock expertly sucked off. So it wasn't a surprise to either male when Joshua's entire body shuddered hard as he ejaculated a stunning cum shot down Mr. Jackson's more than eager throat five minutes into the oral onslaught.

A glassy-eyed Mr. Jackson got to his feet once he had swallowed everything that Joshua had given him. He made his way past the boy to sit down unsteadily onto the edge of his desk. Joshua watched him, with a thin line of drool coming from the corner of his mouth, as he unbuttoned and slid off his pants that were soon followed by his shorts. He pushed off from the desk and with a steadier gate, walked back over to Joshua wearing only his shirt, tie, socks, and shoes. He reached out and held the young man's prick that was still big and hard and pulled him back towards his desk. 

Joshua knew what was going to happen next and happily allowed himself to be lead. With his hand still circling that hot piece of boy meat, Mr. Jackson hoped up onto his desk. He let go of Joshua long enough to place himself squarely on the desk and opened his legs before grabbing and guiding Joshua's hard cock directly to his hairy asshole. A long low moan from deep inside of Mr. Jackson's throat gurgled softly from his lips as Joshua slowly pushed his thick member forward, penetrating Mr. Jackson's clutching ring.

"G-good fuck-king god you're huge," he stammered as inch after inch of thick cock flesh slowly disappeared inside of his needy rectum. "Y-you're girlfriend must be in seventh heaven," he commented as he laid back on his elbows.

"I don't have a girlfriend, sir. Mr. Laurens is the only one I have sex with," Joshua answered quietly with his eyes cast downward. He wasn't all that ashamed that he had sex with Mr. Laurens, but having a girlfriend might make him feel more like he fit in with the other students.

"Well now you have the two of us," Mr. Jackson replied through gritted teeth as Joshua bottomed out with all nine-plus inches impaling his well-used ass. Mr. Jackson hadn't had access to a cock like this in ages, and he wasn't going to give it up until he had to. "You don't mind if we use your cock to fuck our butts do you?" he asked to make sure. This question nullified his earlier statement that he used to get the boy to drop his pants, but he didn't care.

"Oh no," Joshua sighed as he started stroking in and out of him with piston-like regularity. "You both have very hairy assholes, and I just love fucking them," he confessed.

Joshua had been so certain when he was called to the principal's office, that he had been in a boatload of trouble, but now as he pounded his cock in and out of "cocksucker" Jackson's ass, he realized once again the power that his cock held over men of all ages. Mr. Jackson, who must have been at least fifty years old, all the way down to Mr. Laurens who was just a recent college graduate. As far as Joshua could tell they both became absolute cock hounds when they were exposed to his unusually massive erection.

As Joshua looked down at the man lying under him as he squirmed from the pounding he asked for, he saw Mr. Jackson's dick as it began to spasm hard, inducing what was sure to be a viciously brutal orgasm for both of them.

"Oh, god," Mr. Jackson gasped. "H-harder! Fuck me harder you fucking big cocked stud boy!" he just about screamed. Joshua simply loved hearing Mr. Laurens and now Mr. Jackson, beg him for his hard cock. So when the old man began blithering away like he was losing his mind, his nut bag tightened which of course triggered his cock to convulse and send a gusher of hot spunk deep inside the hairy ass of the principal of his school.

This time even Joshua was shell shocked after his orgasm and stumbled backwards to land with a thud in one of the two chairs that were in front of Mr. Jackson's desk. The old man, on the other hand, didn't move a muscle other than the involuntary muscle twitches that showed how good his orgasm had been for him. Several minutes after Joshua's cock slid from his well-fucked rump, Mr. Jackson sat up and pushed himself off the desk before staggered over to the door and unlocked it. There was a small jolt of fear that went through Joshua as he realized this, but he didn't move as he convinced himself that the principal knew what he was doing. He was half-naked too and covered in jizz. Joshua sat there with his eyes closed as he heard Mr. Jackson ask Miss. Silver to come into his office.

Joshua then rolled his head to the side as the blonde receptionist entered the room, and just watched as she locked the door behind her without being told and without saying anything about what she saw. She followed Mr. Jackson over to the desk, like she had done it a hundred times before, where the old man sat down in the same place he had just been fucked, and guided the mouth of the young woman to his cum covered crotch. Joshua, even though he had just experienced two very noteworthy orgasms, began to idly fist his hardening cock while watching Miss. Sliver lose that prim and proper air about herself as she did a number on the cock of her boss. It didn't hurt that she was also waving her ass in Joshua's face at the same time.

“Just look at her, Mr. Crandell. She sucks me off at least once a day, but this is going to be a real treat for her to have a hot load of cum dripping out of my asshole. Oohhhhhhhh fuck she's a hot little cocksucker,” Mr. Jackson told Joshua as his eyes began to glaze over again. This was not only due to the relentless tonguing from his hot mouthed secretary but also from merely watching Joshua jerk his big fat pecker in such an insolent and casual manner.

It was becoming obvious that Mr. Jackson was going to blow another load, but for Joshua, the real turn-on was Gwen Silver's cute little ass that was practically right in his face. There was only a three-foot space between the chairs and the desk and that left her body about six inches from his. Without even asking, the young stud stood, taking his place behind the unconcerned cocksucker, and lifted her skirt before pulling her pink thong to the side, exposing her little puckered asshole and smoothly shaved cunt to the room and the hungry eye of his thick snake. Joshua wanted to know what it would feel like to fuck a girl and this seemed to be a great time to find out.

After rubbing the head of his dick up and down the length of her slit and marveling at how much different it felt without the hair that he enjoyed on Mr. Laurens, he waited for approval from Mr. Jackson, and any sign of protest from Gwen. After receiving the nod to go-ahead from the principal and nothing from Miss. Sliver, Joshua rammed his meat, balls deep, into the stunned woman, educing a scream from her that shot directly onto Mr. Jackson's throbbing dick.

As Miss. Silver pressed her ass back against Joshua's groin, it signaled to him to jam her harder, and while his hard dick rocketed in and out of her wet pussy, a new and delightfully interesting sensation, all three of them were now aboard a nonstop climax express ride that felt like it was hurdling forward out of control towards thundering orgasms that they couldn't escape. With his head rolling from side to side on his desk, Mr. Jackson was the first to go over the edge as his dick contracted hard three or four times in Gwen Silver's mouth, which in turn started the dominoes falling as her pussy convulsed around Joshua's cock, which naturally set of his own explosion deep inside the hairless pussy of the secretary.

As he came down from a high he didn't know he could reach, Joshua saw Mr. Jackson laid out on his desk as Miss. Sliver now tended to his still cum leaking asshole. He pulled out and fall back into the chair that he felt he left so long ago. There was nothing to be heard in the room other than heavy breathing and the slight lapping of Gwen Sliver's tongue.

Mr. Jackson was still recovering when Joshua watched Miss. Sliver as she fixed her underwear over her wet pussy, before standing upright and letting her skirt fall back into place. She then wrote a note and held it out for him to take. He got up and took the yellow piece of paper from her and read it with his pants and underwear still around his ankles. It was an excuse for his next class, as to why he was late. There weren't any real details, just that he was in the principal's office when the period started. Joshua reluctantly got dressed and Miss. Sliver was waiting at the door to let him out of the overheated and spunk smelling office.

On slightly shaky legs Joshua made his way to his next period's class after collecting his books and bag from the class he was in when he got the principal's note. Thankfully it was a study hall period for him. He wasn't at all sure he could have handled a real class. So as he sank into his seat he rested his head on the desk to take a nap that his body needed. He was too soon roused awake by the study hall proctor tapped him on the shoulder.

"Mr. Crandell?” he asked. Joshua nodded. “I have a note for you from Mr. Laurens. He wants to see you in his office right away.” Joshua almost groaned out loud as he was presented with another piece of yellow paper.