Date: Wed, 26 Nov 2008 11:00:22 -0800 (PST)
From: Gloryhole Junkie <misterghj@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mr.gloryholeJUNKIE's"Timmy Series": Timmy's School Errand

"TIMMY'S SCHOOL ERRAND"

by: Mr.gloryholeJUNKIE

Please be advised that the "TIMMY" collection of stories is intended for an
adult male audience. The stories are erotic fiction and should not be
confused with or suggest the condonation of any such actual acts or events
between boys and men.



Timmy was at school one day when, during homeroom period, his third-grade
teacher, Mrs. Winston, asked him to run an errand for her. In preparation
for a special upcoming event, she wanted all the big ferns and flowering
plants in her classroom well-fed. Since he was such a good boy, she
entrusted him with all sorts of little duties and errands. So during the
middle of her ten a.m. class, she sent Timmy downstairs to ask the school's
custodian to mix up a few gallons of fertilized water.

Timmy slipped out of Mrs. Winston's bustling classroom, where the other
children were studying their Spelling. As he walked along the empty
corridor, Timmy could hear his own footsteps echoing. He looked all around
at the many colorful projects the classes had hung for display in the
hallways for Parent's Night, when the school had an open house for all the
students' parents. That special night was coming up in just two more days.

He made his way along yet another wide, silent corridor and then down a
steep stairwell to the lower level where he would ask Mr. Lenders, the
school janitor, to mix up the fertilizer that was always kept locked away
in his storage closet.

Mr. Lenders was a very tall, lanky man in his late-thirties who was sort of
a mystery to most of the kids at school. Few ever talked to him. But since
Timmy was entrusted so often with many little errands, he got to know the
man better than most any other student at Laine Elementary School.

Timmy went down to the first floor where down another long hallway was the
janitor's closet and small inner office. He knocked two times but no one
opened the door. He called out "Hello?" as he knocked a third time and then
opened the door. Mr. Lenders was nowhere in sight.

Timmy didn't know what to do so he left the janitorial room and went a bit
further down the corridor to a boy's bathroom since he had to pee. He went
into the empty room, built just for kids' height and peed at one of the
three urinals. As he flushed, he heard a noise behind him. One of the doors
of the three stalls was closed. He heard the noise again, a strange
muffled, slapping sound, coming from the occupied stall.

Being a bright little boy, his curiosity got the best of him. And so Timmy
approached the occupied stall very quietly and peeped in through the crack
where the door hinges were. His jaw dropped as he saw a man, the school
Principal, Mr. Hansen, in sport jacket and tie, sitting on the toilet, his
pants down at his ankles. The man sat there with his muscular, hairy legs
spread wide as he masturbated furiously.

The eight-year-old boy was enthralled as he stared directly in at the
forty-nine-year-old man who was playing with his huge and hard penis only a
couple of feet away. Timmy held his breath not wanting the man to become
aware of him. Of course, the man was fully aware he was being looked at
though as he displayed his large adult cock to the peeping lad. The man
could easily see the small, shadowy figure of a boy in the
doorframe. Although he didn't know or care exactly who it was, he knew it
was to one of his little students that he showed his adult masturbation.

Mr. Hansen wagged his thick uncut erection and spread his legs wider so the
boy could better see his huge hairy scrotum as it hung low between his
legs. Timmy still didn't think that the man could possibly be aware he was
being peeped in on. After all, an adult man, especially his own school
Principal, wouldn't ever do such a thing if he knew that someone,
especially a student, was looking.

Timmy had a lot to learn about adult men.

Suddenly the boy heard a loud clicking noise and looked to his left. There
stood the janitor, Mr. Lenders wearing the dark blue jumpsuit he always
wore for work. He stood there with a pail on wheels and a mop. As he'd
caught Timmy peeping, he had locked the deadbolt on the main door to the
boy's bathroom and then put a finger to his lips indicating for the boy to
remain silent. Timmy knew he'd been caught but, oddly, Mr. Lenders didn't
seem at all mad.

The tall janitor quietly leaned the mop against the door and then did
something that surprised the third-grader. He squeezed himself in the
crotch. Timmy looked between the man's legs and saw a long hard rod snaking
down the leg inside the man's jumpsuit. It looked like a big pole as it
started to then tent out the front of the man's uniform.

Very slowly and silently, the man crept over to the same stall where Timmy
was peeping. He was taller than the height of the stall and boldly looked
right over it. He didn't seem startled nor did he seem to startle
Mr. Hansen in the stall as Timmy could plainly see as he peeped in once
again. He looked through the door crack and saw his Principal simply lean
back, spread his legs wider and continue to put on his obscene show.

Mr. Lenders very slowly unbuttoned the top buttons of his jumpsuit as he
looked down at Timmy with a strange, nasty grin. The boy watched as the man
exposed a hairy chest and then more and more of his lanky torso. He was
wiry and had a light dusting of hair all over his chest and muscular
stomach. As the man got to the button exposing his navel, he took a hold of
Timmy's right hand and guided it right into his jumpsuit. He led the boy's
hand deeper into his jumpsuit until the third-grader was feeling the man's
huge erection. It was hot and hard and thicker than a wrist.

Mr. Hansen could see what the janitor was doing but wanted a better
view. He reached forward and unlatched the stall door, allowing the door to
swing open fully. He continued to sit on the toilet, legs spread as he
watched the janitor play his game with Timmy.

As Timmy's hand dug deeper into the Mr. Lender's jumpsuit, feeling the
man's warm, and slightly sweaty low-hung hairy nuts, Mr. Hansen openly
wagged his erection at the lad as he commandingly directed the boy to feel
the janitor's sex organs. "Do it like that, son. Do whatever the big-dicked
man wants."

As Timmy stood there with his hand down the man's jumpsuit, the janitor
told him to open the rest of the buttons of his uniform. Timmy struggled
slightly with the well-sewn industrial buttons but was able to open the
remaining four. With each button, the janitor's huge erection revealed
itself more and more as it poked and fell out of the open jumpsuit. It was
almost as long as the length Timmy's forearm.

Seeing the boy was not frightened by what was occurring, the school
Principal stood up and joined the janitor in poking their erections in the
boy's face. As Timmy held the thick girth of the tall janitor's erection in
one hand, Mr. Hansen took the boy's other hand and guided it to do the same
to his hairy, drooling uncut erection. Timmy stood in the boy's bathroom
masturbating two adult men simultaneously.

Mr. Hansen knew Timmy - not well - but knew he was one of the better
students in the third-grade. He asked the boy as he was being masturbated
by him, "Does your teacher know where you are?"

Timmy nodded. He was nervous not by the cocks in his hands so much as by
the fact he was feeling his own school Principal's throbbing, thick penis.

Mr. Hansen stared at the youngster with an intense leer. This is the reason
he'd decided to get into elementary education although such encounters had
only been realized a couple of dozen times in his twenty years in school
administration. He grasped his fist around Timmy's fist and made the boy
squeeze harder on his poundingly thick man dick.

"You ever suck a cock before?", the Principal asked of Timmy.

Timmy nodded knowing not to lie to such an authority figure.

"You have?", Mr. Lenders said with some surprise. "Who?"

"My dad", Timmy whispered.

"Your dad?", Mr. Hansen echoed with some dirty glee. "You sure about that,
son?"

Timmy nodded his head.

"He put his cock in your mouth?", the Principal asked as if to make certain
the third-grader fully understood what it meant to suck cock.

Timmy said yes and added that his daddy even shot cum in his mouth.

The janitor grinned as he asked, "How long he been having you do that,
Timmy?"

"Just lately at a park he brought me to", the boy replied.

"In a park? Which park?", the Principal asked wanting to know where such
antics were occurring.

"I don't know the name of it", Timmy said. "It's near a highway and has a
forest."

The tall janitor pushed his lengthy erection into Timmy's face as he said
to the Principal, "His dad must take him to some suck woods...damn...hot."

"He have you suck him there? In those woods?", Mr. Hansen asked.

Timmy nodded and muttered, "And I suck other men there, too."

The janitor patted the Principal on his arm in some sort of mutual
congratulations as he said, "I think we've scored big this time with this
little guy."

"Your dad got you sucking other men in those woods, Timmy?", Mr. Hansen
asked, trying hard to make sure the boy understood what he was saying.

Timmy again nodded.

The janitor then said, "Show me and Mr. Hansen what your daddy has you
do...if you're really telling the truth."

Mr. Hansen put his thick index finger inside the boy's mouth, his wedding
ring glinting under the fluorescent lights. "You let men put their cocks in
there...and your daddy's too? We're understanding you right?"

"Sure", Timmy said softly. "I like it. Its cool when the warm liquid comes
out too."

"You like cum?", Mr. Hansen asked. "You like it when men cum in your
mouth?"

"Yeah, I love that part", Timmy said. "I can prove it."

Mr. Hansen and Mr. Lenders looked at one another and had the boy release
his grip on their erections. They let their cocks bounce obscenely in
Timmy's face. "Then get on these," the tall janitor said. "Show us how good
a little guy like you can suck cock."

Timmy didn't know which man to suck on first. Mr. Lender's cock was
demandingly huge, almost ten inches but Mr. Hansen was his school Principal
and he was more nervous about making him angry. The men could see that the
boy was worried and confused as to which to suck first so they made it easy
on Timmy.

Mr. Hansen instructed the boy to open his mouth super wide and Timmy
immediately complied. He opened his mouth as wide as possible. "Now stick
out your tongue", the Principal added.  Timmy promptly shot out his tongue.

"That's good", the Principal said. "Real good, Timmy."

The two men then pushed their loins closer into the boy's face and each
slapped their wide, precum oozing cockheads on Timmy's tongue and then took
turns inserting their cocks into his open mouth. Soon Timmy was getting the
back of his mouth jabbed by two cocks taking equal turns.

Mr. Hansen would then hold the back of Timmy's head as to allow the janitor
full access to using his throat. After a couple of minutes, the janitor
would grab hold of Timmy's head as to allow the Principal the same
fun. Back and forth, the two men shared Timmy's mouth and throat for a
solid ten minutes.

Mr. Hansen looked up at the clock over the sinks and said, "The third
period bell's going to ring in seven minutes. We're going to both cum in
your mouth now, Timmy, before the bell rings."

The janitor laughed and said, "Always the responsible administrator, eh,
Ron?"

"Got to get this little guy back to his class", Mr. Hansen added with only
some measure of humor.

The men sped up their hips' bucking motions as they plowed Timmy's mouth
and the boy kept up with each forceful thrust.

"This kid's not lying that he's sucked some dick", the lanky janitor said
breathlessly as he obviously neared climax. "I'm going to blow seed in that
mouth, kid...you sure you like the stuff?"

Timmy just answered by gently grabbing the man's huge low-hanging scrotum
as he continued to suck the man's erection.

"He apparently isn't going to let go till you feed him seed", the Principal
stated. "Give the tyke what he wants."

The tall janitor's knees bent as he began to ejaculate into Timmy's sucking
mouth. He was flooding the kid's mouth in hot reproductive fluids and
couldn't get over how the boy just kept sucking and drinking the stuff
down.

"Drink all the man's semen, son", Mr. Hansen said authoritatively as he
watched the janitor's huge erection pump numerous spurts of white cum into
the boy's mouth.

Wiped out, the custodian withdrew his big banana erection, left all shiny
and wet and he watched as the school Principal promptly stuck his shorter
but thicker, uncut erection into Timmy's slick, well-lubed throat.

"He wants more it seems", Mr. Lenders chuckled as he watched his boss get
off the same way he had in Timmy's mouth.

"Eat my seed", the Principal muttered sternly as he ejaculated into Timmy's
deeply sucking mouth. "Eat it like you do your dads and all those other
strangers...you got it, Timmy." The man suppressed a loud moan as he quaked
and shivered a bit in orgasm. Never were his climaxes as intense as when he
had such an encounter at the school.

"Better buckle up, Ron", Mr. Lenders laughed as he buttoned up his jumpsuit
quickly. "Bell's going to go off in two minutes. Don't want to get caught
with your pants down, now do you?"

Mr. Hansen caught his breath as he swiftly wiped his saliva and semen slick
shaft with some toilet paper before stuffing his meat back into his dress
slacks. "Wash your face and hands", the Principal managed to order Timmy in
a winded, low voice.

As the janitor made sure no drops of their semen had hit the clean, tiled
floor, Mr. Hansen went to the sinks with Timmy. As he washed his hands, he
made sure the boy thoroughly rinsed off his face. "Let me look", he then
ordered. Timmy had swallowed all the semen the men had shot so he was clean
as a whistle and ready to go to his next class.

At the very moment Mr. Lenders unlatched the deadbolt lock on the bathroom
door, the school's third period bell sounded. It seemed so loud in
comparison to the quiet whispering shared among the three of them in the
boy's bathroom.

In an instant, the corridor was swarming with kids and noise as they went
to their next class. Four students raced to the boy's bathroom and passed
the janitor as he exited. He wheeled the mop bucket back to his custodian
closet acting as if nothing had happened. Two boys saw Timmy with
Mr. Hansen as they exited and said, "He must be in trouble."

Mr. Hansen said that Timmy was not in any trouble and for them to hurry
before they got into trouble for being tardy for their next class. He then
had Timmy follow him to his office located near the main entrance to the
school.

In the outer office was Mr. Hansen's secretary, an older woman with a happy
smile who said hello to Timmy. The Principal told her that he had to talk
with Timmy for just a moment and to hold any calls. He then escorted the
boy into his large office and shut the door.

"I'm writing you two notes here, Timmy. One for you to give to your
homeroom teacher...Mrs. Winston, right?", he said.

Timmy nodded as the Principal pulled out a memo pad with the Laine
Elementary School header on it. "Simply, this states that you didn't return
to class because I'd asked you to help Mr. Lenders with another project.
Give it to her so she knows you didn't just skip town." The man looked up
at Timmy with a smile as he said that.

He handed the note to the boy and said, "See? You continue to be an
exemplary student like you were this morning and I'll always be there for
you, son."

Timmy looked around the man's massive desk as he began to write a second
note and saw a photograph of the Principal with a woman and two
college-aged boys on a sailboat.

"That's my wife and those are my sons", he explained. "Taken last year off
the South Carolina coast. See your daddy's not the only daddy that likes
doing those things we do with you." The man then folded and handed Timmy
the second note. "And this one I want you to give to your daddy when you
get home today."

Timmy's stomach dropped. He was afraid he was in trouble after all and that
Mr. Hansen was going to tell his daddy that he'd been sucking cocks in the
boy's bathroom at school.

Mr. Hansen saw the nervous expression on the youngster's face and came
around his desk where he tousled the boy's silky blonde hair. "Don't go
worrying", the big man said as he leaned against his desk. He then silently
took a hold of Timmy's hand and placed it on the bulge in his dress slacks.
Guiding the boy's grip, he let Timmy 4squeeze his thick cock through the
polyester fabric.

"I just want to have a little talk with your daddy when he comes to
Parent's Night on Thursday", the Principal said. "See, Timmy, you help me
out and I'll help you out."

Timmy smiled, showing his missing front tooth as he asked, "Can I get an A
in math? I'm not doing real great in that."


The End.

