Curiosity: Part II

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Curiosity: Part III told Jessica I would explain things during our walk home, but as we started walking I started to rethink what I was going to tell her about what actually took place inside that men’s restroom.Then she mensioned something that helped me with coming up with an excuse when she said, “Hey, why are you walking like that?… You kinda look like a duck.” I stuttered for a while fumbling with my words as I finally came up with something and I said, “Umm, I was pooping the whole time… and there wasn’t enough paper to clean myself right… okay?Jessica looked at me hysterically and she laughed out loud for a moment before saying, “What?… So you were just too shy to say that when you got out?… Dude, I could’ve guessed that’s what happened because you were in there for like almost half an hour.” I chuckled at her response as I stayed quiet for a little while, thinking back to what actually occured in that restroom and thereal reason why I walked funny, still feeling the gooey residue in the front part of my underwear.I walked Jessica to her parents house and once we arrived we said our goodbyes for the evening before I headed over to my parents house, being just a couple blocks down the street.The first thing I did when I got home was go straight to the bathrooom and take a nice long shower.When Mom got home later I told her about my afternoon with Jessica, leaving out the restroom incident obviously.The first time I ever asked a boy out was in middel schoul, back in the eigth grade and I was fourtein at the time. I still remember his name, Hunter and that we shared sixth bursa escort period together. It was unlike anything I had ever encountered, I was nervous beyond expectation and I even messedup my name during my introduction… Yes, I forgot my name!Even though I was turned down I can honestly say it was worth it, first off because despite me failing at my first attempt and being of the same gender, I learned my first lesson since this particular boy I liked was a straight dude. Secondly, after that short episode I was “outted” by default so the whole class learned I was gay and that opened up all kinds of new doors for me to explore.My Sixth period was Math class, and I HATED Math, but I didn’t mind the teacher so much since he was the “young and cool” type. It was three months into the semestre and out of five exams total, I had somehow managed to fail the first two exams! We only had one make up exam for extra credit and I wasn’t sure I was gonna do all that well, so one day after school I walked up to Mr. Paterson to ask him if there was ANY way I could improve my falling grade in the class. He smiled as he greeted me in a more casual manner saying, “Hey there Tony. How can I help you?”All of a sudden I became nervous talking to him for some reason with my voice cracking a little and I felt myself starting to sweat a bit as I said, “I was wondering, umm… I-is there any way I could maybe like get a better grade by… I don’t know, there has to be another thing I could do for extra credit right?” Mr. Paterson replied with a coy smile saying, “You know that there is no extra credit bursa escort bayan other than the one make up exam Mr. Withers…” My face turned upside down as I realized no matter what I was gonna have to retake math in the summer and miss out on all the fun summer stuff this upcoming year. Mr. Paterson seemed moved by my sudden facial expression change as he said, “However, I know how important it is for you to passthis class, being that you want to attend that special schoul for talent… I hear they require atleast a B average. So if you’re willing to make the effort, I suppose I could tutor you privatelyafter schoul since you are in my last period of the day…”I managed a smile as I thanked him and I said, ” Well, great! I mean, thank you sir…” Mr. Paterson replied saying, “It’s alright Tony. In fact if you want to go over some of the things we talked about in class earlier today, I wouldn’t mind starting right now if that’s alright with you… Go on grab a chair and take a seat right here at my desk… No one else is here so why not.” I nodded my head as I grabbed a seat and brought it over to his desk like he said to. I sat next to Mr. Paterson as he opened up his version of our textbook and I reached into my bag to get my notebook so I could write stuff down or whatever. As Mr. Paterson was explaining the material to me I zoned out for a good half a minute or so and these unusual thoughts started crossing the back of my mind. Now, I know how this sounds, but my tainted mind was playing out all kinds of kinky fantasy like scenarios and at one point I blushed as I thought to escort bursa myself, “Maybe he’s heard I’m gay from my classmates… He’s totally hot, I wonderif he’s gay too?…” To make matters worse my eigth gradde Math teacher, Mr. Paterson was a tall sort of darkish guy and I was a typical slim teinage white boy. So it was no coincidence that the next naughty thought which crossed the back of my mind was the never fading image of those two men I caught having sex in that restroom a while back.Mr. Paterson could tell I wasn’t focused and I was looking down at his pants at least twice throughout the lesson. He caught me making eyecontact with his crotch one of those times and I blushed as he said, “Everything alright Tony?…” I felt like such a pervert and I couldn’ttake it anymore so I made up an excuse of me feeling sick to excuse myself. I started to pick up my stuff and I was facing the door, ready to leave as I paused for a second when he stopped me by saying, “Wait!… I know about your little secret Tony. It’s alright sonn… Don’t worry, I won’t tell your parents. Your secret is safe with me…” I didn’t know whether or not I should turn around to face him at that point and I stared at the door for a moment gulping from how nervous I felt at the time.Suddenly, I heard the familiar jingling sound of a belt buckle coming loose as I turned my head slowly to look at what Mr. Paterson was doing. My eyes widened when I saw him unzip his pants and he pulled out his semi hard uncircumcised black cock, stroking it in his big manly hands. Mr. Paterson held one finger to his lips and he said to me in almost a whisper, “Come here Tony…If you really want some extra credit Tony, I can help you with your grade. You just have to do something for me in return… I think you’ll like it…”To be continued…

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