Smutty Friends

Vissers Gangbang (Birthday special!)

“Hi, Wim.” “Noah, I told you to call me mister.” “I know, but we’re alone now,” Noah said. “But I still want you to call me mister when we’re at school.” “Fine, Mr. Van Boxtel,” Noah answered. “Okay, why are you here?” Wim asked. Noah walked closer to the headmaster of his school. “Can’t I visit my favorite teacher?” “Well, you do have class right now. Tell why you skip class to visit your so-called favorite teacher?” “ You’re also my special friend, remember? There is something I want to ask you.” “What might that be?” Wim asked curiously. Noah walked even closer to the teacher’s desk. He got onto the desk and looked at the headmaster seductively. “Do I really have to ask?” “I won’t understand you if you don’t ask.” A grin formed around his face. The student sighed and looked away. A light blush could be spotted on Noah’s cheeks. “I want you to hhmhm,” Noah mumbled. The smile on Wim’s face enlarged, “I can’t hear you. You’ll have to say it again.” Noah hesitated but answered: “I said I want you to fuck me.”

After two seconds of silence, Wim quickly pulled Noah towards him until their faces were only a couple of inches separated. At this distance, Noah could feel Wim’s soft hot breath on his cheeks. As he looked at Wim’s beautiful eyes, he brought his head closer until their lips touched. Wim still hesitated for a second but eventually gave in to his desires. Still kissing, Noah moved from the desk on to Wim’s lap and put his hands around Wim’s waist. Suddenly Wim stopped kissing, “Are you ready?” he whispered into Noah's ear. Noah nodded. And immediately Wim took off his shirt in one swift motion. Seeing all of Wim’s perfect muscles Noah got a little nervous yet at the same time excited. And before he even finished thinking that Wim had already pulled Noah’s shirt off his body. Seeing Noah like this he picked him up and put Noah softly on the desk with his legs dangling off the side. “W-What are you d-doing?” Noah asked. “You’ll see,” Wim said with a seductive smile, as he started to unbuckle Noah’s pants. Noah started to relax on the table. Wim finally managed to get Noah's pants loose and pulled them down. Wim was surprised by the huge bulge in Noah’s underpants, this made him even more excited. He started to tease Noah by rubbing his fingers up and down over Noah’s bulge. First Noah seemed to really enjoy it but eventually, he was begging for more: “Oh p-please, just d-do it already!”. And finally, Wim gave in and pulled down Noah’s underpants, his penis sprang right up. “Please!” Noah said again.

There was a knock on the door. And just like everyone at this school does, the person walked in right away. The two gentlemen looked at the door. A gasp could be heard. It turned out to be Mrs. Ingrid Visser, a French teacher. She stood there in shock. The woman turned around and closed the door, leaving the men alone in the room. They actually continued…

After their fun, Wim asked: “Your birthday is soon, right?” “Yeah, why?” ‘Well, what do you want for your birthday? You can ask anything, you’ll turn 16 once right?” Noah looked happy.  

It took some time before he came up with something. He looked at the teacher with a hesitant look on his face. “Anything?” “Yes, anything.” “I just thought of something, but…” Noah looked away. “But what?” Wim asked, “just tell me.” “I want something and you’ll probably be sad if I asked,” Noah said. Wim smiled at his boy. “Just ask.” The younger one moved closer to the headmaster’s ear and whispered his wish. Wim’s eyes widened but a grin appeared on his face.

Wim sent e-mails to a couple of teachers. The e-mail said that the teachers had to go to 011 after the ninth period. All the teachers gathered in the classroom. They all looked confused at each other. It took 5 minutes for Wim to get there. All looked at their boss and especially at the one walking behind him. “Why is Noah here?” one of the teachers asked. “It will be clear in minutes, Mr. Visser,” the boy answered. Mrs. Visser looked awkwardly at the two. She hadn’t discussed what she saw a day ago. Once their eyes met, she looked away. “There is something I want you guys to do,” Wim said. “What might that be?” a teacher asked. “It might be better to show you all, Noah.” Wim nodded at the student, who walked up to one of the teachers. It was Mr. Robin Visser, an economics teacher. Noah is one of his favorite students. The teacher looked surprised at his student and was wondering what was happening. Noah walked even closer, so Visser walked back. His back touched the whiteboard behind him. The teacher got pinned to the wall by the student. Noah grabbed Robin’s chin and looked at him. A light blush could be spotted on the teacher’s cheeks. Noah came closer to the older man’s face. Then he closed the space between their lips. Robin’s eyes widened at the sudden sensation. He tried to push the younger man away, but Noah was stronger than he thought. Noah put his leg in between Robin’s. The kiss became rougher as time passed. Noah pulled away for air and let the teacher go. He turned back to the others and walked back to Wim, who looked satisfied. “I want all of you to have sex with Noah,” said the headmaster. All of the teachers looked shocked at the two in front of them. Everyone kept silent until one of the teachers, Mr. Arnold Visser, said: “May I know why in the world we need to do that?! I hope you’re kidding!” “No Arnold, we’re not kidding.” “But do you really think we’re going to do that? We won’t!” Sander Visser, a janitor, said. “Yes, you will, Sander. You won’t have a choice. Actually, you do have a choice, but it won't make a difference. Right, Noah?” “Yes, you’re right.” “What is the other option?” Ingrid asked. Wim answered: “If you don’t do as we ask, you will lose your job.” All of the teachers looked at each other. “But what reason will you give your boss to fire us? You do need a good reason to fire us all at the same time,” Arnold said. Meanwhile, Robin walked back to the group, it took some time to calmed down. “I already have reasons to fire each one of you. And I’ll tell you which reasons that are. Robin, we received some complaints from female students. Most of them suggest you harass them. We’ve been getting those for years. I think this will be a good reason to fire you.” Robin looked away. “Arnold. It might not be the best reason, but you’re old. You can’t get used to the new methods and it takes a lot of time to learn you new things.” “I’m not that old,” Arnold mumbled. “Ingrid, we also have some complaints about you from parents and students. You teach French right? There are a lot of French teachers at this school.” “That’s a bad reason!” Ingrid said. “That might be, but it’s good enough. And then Sander. Most of the students and teachers like you, so we can’t fire you for that. But there is one thing we can fire you for, austerity policy. We do have enough concierges, so we can fire one if necessary. Do you know how much those digital school boards have cost, I can tell you it’s a lot.” Sander looked down and whispered something. “So, any more questions before you make your decisions?” Wim asked. They looked at each other and got in a circle. Some whispering could be heard. It took some time before they got in line again. “We’ll do as you say…” Ingrid said. “Excellent! I will leave it up to you Noah.” “Wait, do you not want to watch?” Noah asked. Wim turned around and looked at Noah. “Well, if you don't mind.” He settled himself behind the teacher’s desk. “Oh, by the way, you need to take this,” Noah said and gave each teacher a small pill. “Why?” they asked. “This will make it a lot more fun for all of us, right sir?” Noah said looking at Wim. “Indeed,” he answered. The teacher hesitated a bit before swallowing the pill. “Now we wait.”