Some Very Af:FIRM:ative Action!
It was nearly time for Kevin to leave. He planned to stay only long enough to see the always-welcome sight of his friend's perfect big round smooth butt!
Tommy was well aware of his buddy, standing behind him as he eased down his jeans, slowly, almost seductively. In fact, Tommy _c_o_c_k_ed his butt back for Kevin's benefit - and Kevin touched the tight seat of Tommy's white briefs lightly with the palm of his hand, as a signal of appreciation.
Then Tommy slipped down the briefs. Ah, the flesh - so meaty, resilient, tough, round, shapely - man! Kevin could have watched THAT show all day but not the scene to follow, so he excused himself with a quick "I gotta run! See you! Hope everything works out for you, Mr. Etting!" and started to back out the door, still gazing lovingly at the smooth surface of Tommy's butt.
"Wait, wait, wait! Don't be in such a hurry!" Tommy said, turning slightly so that, if he had tried, Kevin could have seen just the fat knob of Tommy's _c_o_c_k_ poking up from the far side of his muscular butt. "You don't want to leave yet, do you? I want you to demonstrate for Mr. Etting just how a good sound spanking is given! And besides, when we get on to the next step, I may need you to keep check on my temperature!"
Kevin's _c_o_c_k_ leapt in his pants at the thought and he let the door slip shut behind him as he stepped back across the room to his friend and the teacher there on the bed.
"Maybe you need to check my temperature now, so you will have something to compare to later!" Tommy enthused.
James spoke up hoarsely at this point, "Sorry, boys, but I don't know if I can find a thermometer. I don't generally worry about fever!"
Tommy chuckled slightly. "Oh, that won't be necessary, Mr. Etting!"
Kevin grinned as he sat on the bed. James was sitting up now, unmindful of his own sore butt and watching intently to see what the boys were up to. Tommy scooted across Kevin's lap until his hard _c_o_c_k_ was pressed firmly at the side of his buddy's thigh. Kevin stuck his finger in his mouth and got it glistening wet with saliva and then leaning over Tommy's perfect butt, used his left hand to separate the muscular cheeks. James' face reddened and _c_o_c_k_ hardened as he watch the cute boy slipping his right finger deep up his friend's backside.
Tommy let out a long, low sigh and moved his legs further apart. James looked at the fine round smooth buttcheeks and then looking down, saw Tommy's big dick pressed against Kevin's leg. Then, nervous about what was allowable in this situation and what wasn't, he looked anxiously up into Kevin's face. The boy was watching James' eyes, with amusement.
"Go ahead, Teach! Touch it! He won't mind!" and Tommy wriggled in confirmation of Kevin's judgment.
Tentatively James Etting slipped his fingertips between Tommy's parted thighs until he held in them the thickness of a healthy boy _c_o_c_k_. His fingers slipped around it. Unconsciously he leaned down and forward to see the handsome organ better. Instinct caused him to lick his lips when he saw that there was a droplet of dewy liquid at the crimson _c_o_c_k_slit. Tommy fidgeted his buttocks so that the _c_o_c_k_ moved between the teacher's fingers. And still, Kevin's "digital thermometer" explored the hot, rich interior of Tommy's butt!
He twirled his finger around in a circle in the thermal interior, knowing this would put Tommy into the upper regions of pleasure, as his gasp and wiggle definitely proved. Kevin felt his buddy's hand clutching on the inside of his leg - to hold himself in place no doubt. However, the movement of the hand up towards Kevin's own engorged crotch suggested another possible motive. With vehemence if not actual anger, Kevin jerked his finger out of Tommy's butt and gave him a sharp crack, reddening his bulging buttocks. He laughed inside himself as he did this, realizing that just about ANYTHING he could do now would only serve to get Tommy more excited! He had seen his friend turn from a situation like this more than once in the past and with only a couple of deft strokes, bring himself to a plentiful ejaculation! Well, better save that for Mr. Etting's maiden effort at oral therapy!
With that in mind, Kevin withdrew his hand from Tommy's butt, now placing both palms flat on the bed, one at each side, and leaning back slightly. This gave Tommy unstated permission to give Kevin's crotch a light squeeze as he rose from his friend's lap.
They both turned to James. It was all they could do to suppress a laugh. The young teacher's eyes were open so wide and the totally uncensored interest on his face was, well, someone less understanding than Tommy or Kevin would probably say it was "inappropriate." They both found it flattering, to think that someone could be so avidly entranced by their customary hi-jinks! This was a lot of fun for both of them!
Tommy stood there, _c_o_c_k_ bobbing in front of James. The educator's eyes were glued to the sight of the throbbing teenage prick. Then a little flicker of anxiety registered on his handsome face and he turned to Kevin, asking, "Want a Coke, Kevin?"