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Related article: Date: Fri, 5 Sep 2008 21:03:07 -0700 (PDT) From: Mark Arbour Subject: Chronicles of an Academic Predator - Chapter 19CHRONICLES OF AN ACADEMIC PREDATOR Before you read this story, there are a few things you should consider:1. It contains graphic descriptions of sex between men. In some cases, these depictions may get kinky, and include borderline S&M.2. It is set in the early 1960s, an era before the Civil Rights Act of 1964 when segregation and discrimination were the norm. African Americans were referred to as Negroes or Coloreds, although the "N" word was offensive then as it is now. I have retained the language of the era because it reminds me how far we have come on race relations.3. Be aware that the effects of inflation have been profound. A good rule of thumb is to consider that $1 in 1962 is probably similar to $10 in 2008. So just add a zero at the end of any number.4. Some authors are good enough to create a mood through their words. I need help, so I'll be posted recommended musical selections throughout the story.CHAPTER 19Musical Recommendation: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Fe-xxeFoTI&feature=related "Big Girls Don't Cry" by Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons August 22, 1962 The day was pretty uneventful, but maybe that's because I was distracted, thinking about what I'd do to Scott tonight. I was a little concerned that I was so focused on it, and even more concerned that I was so excited by it. illegally young pussy I got home at 6pm, took a shower, and hung out in my towel waiting for Scott. At exactly 7pm, the doorbell rang, and there he was. He looked sullen, but his pants were already tenting. "Follow me," I said, guiding him back to the guest bedroom. "You know the routine," I said, and I went to get a drink of water. I came back ten minutes later and he was lying on the bed, naked, handcuffed to the headboard just like I had done yesterday. "Good boy," I said, and noted that his dick was already hard. "Looks like you're pretty excited Scott," I said as I ran my fingers over his cock. "I'll bet you were thinking about this all day weren't you?" I paused, looking at him. young pic old "Yes," he muttered. "You act like you don't want to be here, but you do, don't you?" I wanted him to young korean tpg admit it, admit that he young male masturbation liked being with old young ponr another guy. "No," he said. "No? I think you're lying Scott. I think you want to be here. Look how hard your dick is. You want to feel me fuck your ass again don't you?" He looked away from me, shaking his head to say "no." "Now Scott, young bikini girl lying will get you punished. Roll over." He balked at that, but I narrowed my eyes and glared at him. He rolled over. I took the razor out. "No, please don't shave me. Please don't shave me!" he pleaded. "Too late Scott. You're going to have to behave better." I started shaving his ass cheeks, getting them nice and smooth, and then I pried his ass open and shaved his crack. By the time I was done, he had no hair on his ass at all. I ran my hands over it, enjoying the smooth feel. I lubed my finger up and stuck it in his hole. He blanched at first, recoiling from the sudden penetration, but then he moved back into my finger, making sure that I hit his prostate. "You like that Scott. Admit it." He said nothing. I removed my finger and pulled out a paddle that I'd bought, ostensibly for canoeing. SMACK! The sound as I slapped his ass as hard as I could reverberated around the room. SMACK! Again, both strikes leaving a mark on his ass. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! By now his ass was getting red, and he still said nothing. "Answer me now Scott. You like my finger up your ass don't you?" "Yes," he mumbled. "You want me to fuck you again don't you?" He paused, and then said "Yes" very softly. I rubbed my hand gently over his sore red ass, and began working his ass with my finger, making him squirm, watching him hump young male masturbation the bed to grind his throbbing dick against something, anything. "On your side," I ordered, and he rolled over so his back was to me. I slowly pushed my cock into him, feeling him tense, and then relax, as I pierced his ring. I slowly moved in and out. "Feel good?" I murmured into his ear. "Yeah, feels good," he mumbled, but this time with more feeling. "Want me to stop?" I asked. "No, please. Please fuck me." "Good boy Scott. Good boy. And now you get a reward." I reached around and grabbed his cock, stroking it in time with my thrusts. "Oh yeah. Feels good. Feels so good." He was really getting into it. "You wanna cum Scott? You wanna shoot?" I knew I was close, so I figured I'd get him going too. "Yeah. Wanna cum. Gonna cum. Gonna cum." And with that, he started shooting across the bed, damn near across the room, ramming his ass back into my dick, then fucking youngs porno ru his cock into my hand. I let him expend himself, fully drain his balls, then, when he was just about done, I blew. I rammed my dick into him, knowing that he was finished now; knowing that now that he blew his wad the thought and feel of my cock in his ass would bother him more. I finished and rolled him over onto his back. He looked at me with hatred in his eyes, although I didn't know if the hatred was directed externally at me, or internally at himself. "We done?" he mumbled. "No way Scottie," I said, and I left the room, left him there. I went out and cleaned up a few things, dinged around the condo. In all, I killed about 45 minutes. I went back into the room, and he was just lying there. His body tensed when I walked in, but young rika nude his dick was still limp. I walked up to him and lay next to him, rubbing my hands over his chest, squeezing his nipples hard. He cringed at that, but I noticed his dick getting plumper. I grabbed his face and moved it towards me, kissing him. With only a minute's hesitation, he kissed me back, kissed me like he meant it. Damn he was a good kisser. I made out with him for quite a while, enjoying his mouth, even if I didn't like the guy behind it. I looked down and he was hard again. I moved my cock up to his mouth. "Suck me Scott." I hadn't cleaned off my cock after fucking him, so he kind of grimaced, but he took it in his mouth just like he did yesterday. He was young masturbating good at that too. He was getting this down. It was hard to believe that he hadn't done this before. I turned around and put my balls over his mouth, my perineum around his nose, making sure he had to inhale my scent. I expected him to bitch, but he didn't. I felt strong exhales from his mouth on my balls, so I could tell he was absorbing my odor with his nose. His cock was leaking pre-cum. I moved down. "Lick my ass Scott." I felt nothing, so I reached down and grabbed his balls firmly, threatening him. "Do it!" I yelled. I felt his tongue flit against my hole, and then it became stronger. Soon he was rimming me like a pro, fucking my ass with his tongue."Good boy. And now for your reward." I lubed up his pole and moved over it. His eyes widened. I lowered myself on him effortlessly; he was so narrow it was nothing. I straddled him and began fucking him, moving up and down on his dick just like I'd done to Andre, and like Stefan had done to me. "You like that?" I asked. "Oh yeah," he said. I leaned forward and kissed him, never missing a beat. Then I leaned back and stroked my cock, aiming it at him while I continued to fuck him. His cock was thin, and it went in easy. It felt great. I aligned my spot so he was hitting me, then I zoned him out. Suddenly it was as if I was in the room all by myself. I worked my ass on his cock, oblivious to his moans, oblivious to his hardening member and oblivious to the fact that he was about to cum. I felt him thrust his hips into me with his first spurt, driving me to the edge. Once more he finished first, but I still worked his pole, even though it was probably sensitive as hell. Then I shot, shot all over him. My first blast hit his nose, then his neck, then his chest and stomach. After I came I collapsed next to him. He actually had a smile on his face, but that faded as soon as he realized I was looking at him. I scooped up some of my cum from his chest and rubbed it on his lips. "Eat it!" I commanded. He looked disgusted, but caved in, soft young tits slurping it off my fingers. I wiped up as much as I could and made him eat it, licking off my fingers after each dose. After that I unlocked him. "Tomorrow, same danny young shirtless time?" he asked as he was leaving. "No, I'll see you Saturday, 5pm. Plan to stay over." He looked shocked. And disappointed. "I had plans on Saturday," he said. "Had. Cancel them. Be here at 5pm. And don't ever question me again." And with that I shut the door in his face.August 24, 1962 The week had passed by quietly, almost too quietly. Jensen was too big of an asshole to just leave me young nasty porno alone. He had to be planning something. The guy used to be a good scholar, if not brilliant, and I knew he had the brain power to really launch something evil. I waited impatiently for 3PM, hoping that I could take him out before he got rid of me first. I left campus and stopped by the local diner. They had a pay phone in back. It was 3pm. I dialed the number. "Hello," the voice said. "Hello," I responded. "I have what you want. Should have charged you more. It's good." Same gravelly voice, same abrupt manner. "Good," I said simply. "Meet me at the Wrigley Building, 7th floor, same as before. 7pm. Bring the rest of my money." "Fine. See you then." I barely got the last word out when he hung up. So once again I found myself heading downtown, hoping to find the key to ridding myself of Jensen and his distractions. Only this time I had two envelopes, one with $600, and another with an extra $200. I figured if the info was as good as he said, I should bonus the guy. I found my way into the bathroom. It was 6:58pm according to my watch, and I Egg foo young could see the shoes underneath the first stall. I went into the other one. An envelope was passed under the stall. "Don't open it unless you're wearing gloves. No prints." I grabbed the envelope and handed him the envelope with $600 in it. "Thanks," he said and got up to leave. "Wait," I said. "So what did you get? Is it really that good?" I could feel his smile. "I'd call it the jackpot," he said, "but I ain't gonna talk about it. I ain't stupid." "Here," I said, passing the other envelope under the stall. "What's this?" He asked. "A bonus for good work." He paused, and I heard him soft young tits open the envelope and flip through the cash. "Hey, on second thought, don't burn that number. You call me if you need anything." And with that he was gone. I clutched the envelope as if it was gold; impatiently winding my way through the El, back up to my condo. I got back and put on a pair of gloves and opened up the package. Inside of it were two other manila envelopes. A quick glance told me that they contained the same thing. I took the contents out. There were several pictures. I studied them carefully, my mouth hitting the floor. There were three series of photos. Hot young anal The first was taken from an adjacent building in the university, one which could clearly see into Jensen's office. It must be from the roof, the only way that angle would work. The first showed Sarah, naked on Jensen's couch, with a man on top of young mother incest her. The second showed a better shot of the man, but I already figured out who it was. It was Mallory. The third showed Jensen masturbating while he watched them fuck. The next one was a shot of Jensen, his nose stuck between their legs, sniffing Sarah's cunt or Mallory's balls, or both, while they continued to fuck. He was still jacking himself off. The last one of the series showed him ejaculating on top of the still-fucking couple. Wow. The second series showed a nervous Jensen walking into a private house. The address was clearly visible. The next photo was from the back of the house, where things were very dark. The light of the basement of the house was all that I needed to see. There was Jensen, in the midst of a group of men with strange clothing. I flipped to the next photo. The clothing was clear now, and so was the symbol on Jensen's arm. It was a swastika. Christ, the guy was a Nazi? The final series was another scene in his office. This one showed Scott fucking Sarah again; only this time he was doing her doggy style. The next photo showed Jensen approaching them from behind. The final shot showed Jensen plunging his dick into Mallory's ass, while Mallory continued to fuck Sarah. I just sat there, looking at the series of photos on the table. This was worse than I'd imagined. Worse, or better, depending on your point of view. I had originally planned to get info on him and then publish it, or give it to Peterson, or some type of thing. I really hadn't decided exactly how to do it. I began to strategize while, at the same time, I repackaged the envelopes and put them in my safe.August 25, 1962 After seeing the photos, I really didn't want to see Mallory this weekend. I had a lot to think young girl galleries about, and playing with his fragile psyche had already started to bore me. Still, I didn't have a way to contact him and cancel. I guess when he showed up I could just tell him to leave, but I figured that I might as well take advantage of him being here. I mean, he is a complete asshole, but he does have a nice body. And pretty young angels I was horny. The doorbell rang at 5pm on the dot. It was Mallory, looking less sullen than last time. "Follow me," I said, and led him to my bedroom instead. He looked surprised. "Strip," I ordered, and then I went into the bathroom to take off my illegally young pussy own clothes. I returned to the room to find him standing there, naked and hard, looking confused. "No cuffs?" He asked, with obvious disappointment. "Nope." I said this simply and approached him, gently running my hands up his leg, across his cock, and up his chest to his face. I pulled him down into a kiss. He responded enthusiastically. I led him toward the bed and pushed him down, falling on top of him. I ground my cock into his, and he ground back. I flipped over on my back and let him take charge. He moved his mouth down, licked and sucked on my nipples, then moved lower and took my cock in his mouth. Only for a minute though, then he moved to my balls, and lifted my legs to expose my ass. He dived in with his tongue, reaming me, driving me nuts. I grabbed the lube on my nightstand and handed it to him. He gently probed my ass with his finger, teasing me, and then, as if he couldn't stand any more, he lubed his cock and thrust it with one motion into me. Then he began to pound me, really fuck me hard. young pic old It was great. I loved it. I twitched my ass around, making sure he hit my spot with every slam. Then, with a loud growl, he shot his load in me, shooting and shooting. After he came he kept his cock in my ass while he jacked me off urgently, making me blast my load all over myself. When I was finished he collapsed next to me. What the fuck was that? Whatever it was, it was good. I felt his cum dripping out of my ass. I grabbed his hand. "Come on Scott, let's get cleaned up." We showered together, not in an intimate way, more like guys would if they were in a locker room. I told him to get dressed, which surprised him, and then I led him out to the local pizza place for dinner. I got two large pizzas and he scarfed into his with a vengeance. "Hungry?" I asked. He young bikini girl just nodded. And ate. He ate his pizza, the whole thing, which amazed me, then scammed a couple of pieces of mine. "Don't you ever eat?" I asked. "Didn't eat anything today." "Why illegally young pussy not?" He looked at me. "I didn't want to be all plugged up tonight." That made me smile. He looked offended. "That was nice of you. Come on, let's go home." He followed me quietly. We got back and he automatically headed to my bedroom and stripped off his clothes. I did the same, but instead of jumping his bones I snuggled up next to him and lay on young pic old his chest. "Tell me what you're thinking," I said, looking young korean tpg up at him. It came out more like an order than I planned. "I'm thinking that I hate you for making me be here, young muscular boys and I hate myself even more for wanting to be here." Was that a tear in his eye? I brushed my hand over his eyes, wiping away the tears, and gently kissed him on the lips. "Part of me likes seeing you like this, suffering, because of all the shit you've given other people. But a bigger part of me feels guilty for hurting you. For you to act like such an asshole, you must be one fucked up puppy." He just lay there quietly. "I guess you're right. I guess I've picked on people all my life. 'Course, I learned it from my mom. She used to pick on me and my sister all the time. Just seemed like that's how virgin young porn you dealt with people." "So now you're here, on campus, surrounded by really bright people. Why keep on doing it? Why bully people?" For the first time, Scott actually intrigued me. "Dunno. Guess it's just what I knew. Haven't felt like picking on people lately though." "Because I made you come here and do shit you didn't want to do?" He looked at me. "Guess that's part of it. youngs porno ru The other part is that it wasn't shit I didn't want to do. I'd thought about, you know, doin' stuff with a guy before. But I never did anything about it. I didn't want to be a queer. Guess I am now." "So you like fucking around with guys. You like girls too?" He actually smiled. "Guess I like anyone that gets me off." We laughed. "I like girls too," he said. "When you jack off, what do you think about?" I was really pushing into his private zone. I'd be going apeshit if it was me being pushed. "Usually girls. young mother incest Lately, you." He looked down at me. I reached up and kissed him. He kissed me back. Within minutes we were at it again, only young male masturbation this time it was my dick in his ass. Egg foo young It was kind of funny how after we both came, we were back in soft young tits the same position, me lying on his chest. "You like girls too?" He nodded. "They call that being bisexual. That means you like men and women, not just one or the other. You should be happy. It increases your options." He looked soft young tits at me, sort of quizzically. "Bisexual? Never heard of that. So I'm not a queer?" "No," I joked, "you're only half queer." We both laughed. "Scott, I've had a lot of fun with you tonight. I'm actually starting to like you a little bit. So here's the deal. You're off the hook. Don't pick on people, don't be an asshole, and you're not stuck being my sex slave for the rest of the semester." "So I can leave whenever I want?" he asked me. "Yep," I said. He seemed to think about that. "I think I'll stick around for a while longer." And with that his tongue was down my throat again, soon followed by his cock. The next morning I made breakfast for us, young nudist fotos such as it was. I can't cook worth a shit. Scott got ready to leave, paused, and looked at me. "You think it would be OK if I stopped by from time to time?" young snatch He blushed when he said it. "I'd like that. Here's my phone number. Call me first, to make sure I'm here." I spent the rest of the day trying to figure out exactly what happened, and whether I had helped or hurt Scott. One thing was for sure. I wouldn't be doing that again anytime soon.August 27, 1962 I got into the office early, and with gloved hands, I put one of the manila envelopes into Bob Jensen's mail slot. Then, to avoid suspicion, gay young dad I took some of my research and headed over to the Student Center to young school knickers grab a light breakfast. After that, I headed to the library. I figured that Jensen would get in around 10am, so I waited until then to head back to the department. Irony of ironies, I walked into the department at the same time Jensen did. Soo young He courteously held the door for me and gave me a crocodile smile. He was up to something. I wandered off to my office, expecting it to be empty. It wasn't. Scott was there, waiting for me. "Morning," I said cheerfully. youngs porno ru "Morning," he said, less enthusiastically. He handed me stack of stapled papers. "I want you to have this. It's the only copy. Maybe you can burn it for me, OK?" He turned and left. I sat down to read through it. It was his formal statement about my conversation with Coach Davis. It pretty much echoed what Jensen had said to Peterson last week. This was why he was smiling. He had a signed statement from Mallory outlining the charges he wanted to bring. This would have been tough to handle, but not impossible. I probably would have been able to survive, but my reputation would have taken a huge hit. Getting tenure would have required a miracle. I wonder why Mallory gave it to me. He must have gotten here early, snuck into Jensen's office, and found it. Maybe he simply didn't want to be embroiled in our feud. Or maybe he was giving me this as my reward for letting him off the hook. I was trying hard not to like Mallory, but it was getting tougher. Just then my office door, which was partly closed, flew open and Dr. Jensen burst in, eyes wild. He was holding the envelope in his hands, practically waving it in the air. "Can I help you Dr. Jensen?" I asked calmly. "You, you..." he sputtered, "You did this! This is all your doing." He was beside himself. "I don't know what you're talking about. What is it? Show me this latest thing I've done wrong." I looked him in the eyes, me calm and composed, him completely unhinged. He seemed to realize that he couldn't show me the pictures because if I wasn't the one who gave them to him, I'd use them to ruin him. His expression now changed to a person who was trapped. There really was no way out. I watched him wrap his mind around his dilemma. He didn't know who sent the pictures, didn't know what they wanted, and didn't know how to handle it. If they published them, he'd be ruined. If they gave them to Peterson, he'd be ruined. He'd be fired for cause, probably even deprived of his pension. And his family would be shamed, completely humiliated, and they'd hate him for it. I watched his eyes and I could read his mind as gay young dad he pondered all this. I found I felt no guilt for pushing him to the abyss, felt no pity for him, young jap schoolgirl felt no compassion for such a complete asshole. The storm ebbed, his hands fell to his side, and he turned and left. Now I had a dilemma. I needed to get that deposition out of my office and destroy it. But I also wanted to be here to deal with young pic old any fallout Jensen kds young jpg might cause. I decided to teen nude young make a quick trip home, rushing into the condo and locking the statement in my safe, and then rushing back. Jensen had apparently left before I had, and there was no sign of him when I got back. To avoid fretting youngs porno ru about him and whatever he might or might not do, I immersed myself once again into my shitty paper. I must have really been absorbed because I didn't even hear the knock on my door the first time. "Come on in," I shouted, pulling up from my research like a diver emerging from the water. It was Adams. "Did you hear the news?" "What news?" I shot back. The words started to come out with a tinge of irritation, but I was thankfully able to modify them by the end so they sounded harmless. "Jensen shot himself. He's dead. They're calling it suicide."Published First at : http://groups.yahoo.com/group/arbourtales/
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