Performance Incentive | JACK ANDRAM | Chapter 3

Jack enrolled at this school a few months ago after transferring from a college in California.

He’s a confident young person, a gifted academic and a very fine sportsman. Coach Cox believes he has great promise as an athlete and has coached him intensively on a one-to-one basis over the last few weeks.

Jack has always been perfectly well behaved - a model student in fact - but, in recent weeks, he’s been uncharacteristically rude to several teachers and has gotten into a few scrapes with other students.

I called him into my office this afternoon to see if anything was wrong and he told me he was simply tired of being the good guy all the time. It immediately struck me that this sudden behavioural change might have more-than-a-little to do with one of his classmates, Cole. I’ve noticed that they’ve been hanging out a lot recently and Cole is definitely one of those students who can be a pretty bad influence on those around him. I learned this to my own detriment last week when he flirted with me - pretty outrageously - while I was attempting to discipline him. Now, what happens in the Principal’s office will forever stay in the Principal’s office, but let’s just say that young Cole avoided a suspension.

It turns out that Cole had blabbed about our encounter to Jack, and Jack, somewhat brazenly, decided to bring it up. I must have flushed so red. My instant assumption was that he was trying to blackmail me. I’m a married man. I’m the school principal. I’ve got a heck of a lot to lose… But it turns out that hearing about the incident with Cole had gotten young Jack all horny and he said he wanted to do with me what I’d done with Cole! The blood instantly started running away from my face straight down to my dick!

I stood up and locked the office door to give myself a moment or two to work out whether acting on my impulses would ultimately be a form of career suicide. When I sat back down and stared into those trusting, puppy-dog eyes, I knew the impulses had won!

I reached out, placed my hand on his groin and started to run the palm of my hand over the impressive bulge in his loose-fitting soccer shorts. I was genuinely gonna stop it there. The gesture was designed to let him know that I was flattered. He certainly shouldn’t have been made to feel ashamed for coming on to an older man, but I should have sent him on his way there and then, if for no other reason, than to give myself a bit of thinking time.

But that boy’s dick was rock hard and he was looking at me in a way which made me feel incredibly dirty and very bad. I asked if it felt good and he said yes. You could tell his heart was pounding out of his chest. And he wasn’t the only one! Half my brain was saying, “what the fuck are you doing?” While the other half was telling me this was an experience I’d be a fool to pass up.

I told him to stand up and pulled him between my legs as I pushed his shorts to the floor. He was wearing a tight pair of long boxer shorts. Bright red. Incredibly sexy. He pushed his T-shirt up with one hand to expose his hairless, surprisingly well-defined torso - very definitely the makings of a six pack. No wonder Coach Cox thinks this boy’s got potential!

Jack had this look on his face; a mixture of terror, lust and excitement, which drove me utterly wild. His breathing was really shallow. I pulled him in closer and took the baseball cap from his head before running my hands up and down his body and biting his nipples, which made him shake all over.

I stood up and we started kissing. Jack’s probably the height of the last woman I made out with, so, on one hand it felt strange, and on the other it felt utterly natural and right. I kissed that boy so passionately! The more we kissed, the more I wanted him.

Within minutes, my pants were down, my shirt was off and my huge, veiny cock was standing at attention in front of him. Jack was inexperienced but clearly no virgin. I started to wonder who he’d been with before as he got on his knees and started sucking me off.

He was moaning a little too loudly for my liking, so I had to remind him that there were other teachers in the building and that we didn’t want any of them to find out about this, but he seemed incapable of keeping quiet, so I had to remind him several more times.

I sank to my knees, gently and sensually kissing down his tight, pale stomach, slowly pulling down his underwear until I reached his crotch. His dick literally sprang out of his boxers.

I sucked him good and hard. I wanted that kid to experience something truly special, truly magical, and the noises he was making told me I was nailing it! I sort of gave up on trying to keep him quiet… I just hope the walls were thick enough to absorb the sounds!

I loved pleasuring Jack. It felt so wrong and yet so right. So subversive. His cock was absolutely amazing - it curved right up - and all I could think about was how good it would feel inside me. Seconds later, I was throwing off all the last bits of clothing and leaning over my desk, like a true slut, waiting for this horny teenager to stick his dick inside me.

He certainly didn’t need to be asked twice! He moved a chair aside, spat on his dick, started thrusting it over the crack, and then pushed it in. No condom. He didn’t even ask.

And suddenly I was the noisy one! It felt like he was tearing me in half. I’m not used to taking dick, so he had to push really hard to force himself inside. And then he started banging! There was something really sexy about the crudeness of his strokes. He got real fast, real quick, like a switch flicked and he just wanted to get his rocks off inside me. It made me whimper!

I told him to keep the noise down again, but really I knew I was talking to myself!

I could feel the pre-cum oozing out of my dick onto the desk underneath me. So much came out, in fact, that it started to feel like I was fucking the table! My dick was just sliding all over the polished surface! It felt insanely hot.

Jack just continued to slam away with his huge dick as I tried to control my breathing. He varied the pace a little - slower and deeper, then faster and more shallow. He even started to smack my ass cheeks! He’d obviously watched a few porn films in his time!!

He picked up speed again, and, in fact, at that stage he told ME to be quiet. I climbed further onto the desk and he really started going for it. It was insane. He got faster and faster and suddenly, almost without warning, he blasted deep inside me. I could tell he was shooting a giant load. I could feel it gushing out of his cock.

He was more-than-obviously turned on by the idea of loading his school principal because, after he’d shot, he kept pushing himself back inside me - seemingly harder than he was before he shot. It made my eyes water. I couldn’t imagine how this one was going to play out…