The Summer Nico Becomes A Man Ch. 04

This story is a fantasy involving sex between a teenage boy and an older man. If it is illegal for you to read it for any reason please leave now.

Chapter 4: The Lake District with Mr Hamilton

Nico woke early on Sunday morning, he heard his mum answering the door and then recognised the deep voice of Uncle Dani. Nico had a dull ache across his head.

He'd spent yesterday catching up with his friends, Phil and Alex. They'd played football and then gone to the pub for most of the afternoon, finishing up at Phil's to play on the PlayStation. Nico had been relieved that his mates had shown their usual teenage lack of interest in anything other than their typical banter. He'd been slightly nervous of talking about his week for fear that just mentioning Andy or Tomasz would have made his cheeks flush.

The conversation had been:

Alex: "Good week mate?"

Nico: "Yeah, good cheers."

Alex: "Nice one."

Phil: "Whose round is it?"

Nico heard a small tap on his door and he smiled as Dani came into the room. Dani hugged him and sat down on the bed beside him. He was dressed in his weekend outfit of a polo shirt and smart shorts, his tanned, hairy legs stretched out on the bed. He gave Nico his customary kiss on top of his head and then asked him how his week had gone. He put his arm around Nico as he told him about the practical aspects of the week, the skills he'd picked up and how much he'd learned. Dani played absently with Nico's chest hair as he listened and then turned with a smile,

"I understand that you learned lots of other things too, my Orsetto. Andy says you were keen to try new things. That's what this summer is all about. I'm proud of how you are entering into the spirit of it."

Nico reached up and rubbed the hair along Dani's arm,

"Yes, Uncle D, it's been... erm... eye-opening and some of it's been a bit scary but Andy and Tomasz were brilliant, I loved spending time with them."

"Andy said Tomasz hasn't stopped talking about you. They both said you were so good to spend time with. I'm so proud of you and what you are prepared to do."

Dani cleared his throat and looked down at Nico with a serious expression,

"About the drugs, how do you feel about those?"

Nico's cheeks began to flush, was his uncle disapproving of what he'd done? He looked up at him with concern,

"Erm... well, I wasn't sure at first, especially with the... with the ketamine... I was a bit nervous of what it would do to me. Are you mad with me about it?"

Dani squeezed Nico's shoulder tightly and his other hand continued to stroke his chest hair and rub around his nipple,

"No, no, no, not at all, sweet boy. I just wanted to check that you are OK and to remind you that you don't have to do anything you don't feel comfortable with. But, everyone you are spending time with knows that this is your first time and everyone will make sure things are safe for you. Or they will have me to answer to and they know that."

"Thanks Uncle D. Yes, that was it, really, I was nervous but couldn't have felt safer with Andy and Tomasz. They took good care of me and I'll be honest, the k was amazing."

Dani leaned over and kissed Nico's head again,

"I think you are taking to it like a duck to water, you've always been a quick learner. But remember any time anything doesn't feel good or right, you must just say. Josh will be picking you up tomorrow for your next adventure. He wants to explore a different side with you, I understand, but I think it'll be something fun for you."

"Oh I love Josh too, I mean... he was always a great teacher, it'll be nice to spend some time getting to know him more."

"Well, I look forward to hearing all about it, Orsetto. I'll leave you to get dressed, I'm taking the family out for lunch later, so will catch up with you when you're back."

Nico hugged Dani and lay back in bed, he was scrolling through messages on his phone, when a new text popped up. It was from Josh:

[Hey Nico, here's the plan for next week. We'll drive up to the Lakes tomorrow, I'll pick you up at 8. I've hired a camper van for the week so we're sorted for accomm. We're going to try some role play and we're going back in time. I'm going to be Mr Hamilton or Sir, NOT Josh this week.

We're going to be going back to two years ago and you're about to do your GCSEs. We'll be on an outdoor bounds trip. I need you to bring your sports kit and your school uniform. It's going to be fun, playing out some fantasies. Then I'll be handing you over to big Mike for the last couple of days. I'll come back at the weekend to see you both. Are you on board, ready to play?]

Nico replied in seconds:

[I'm in! Can't wait, Mr H! Everything noted, will dig my old stuff out now, hope it all still fits! CU 2mrw xx]

[Good stuff - as soon as I pick you up the role play starts, so just go with it. See you tomorrow young man! X]

Nico lay back and re-read Josh's message. OK, this was a bit out there but could be fun. He needed to start packing, he rummaged through his wardrobe and found two old polo shirts and his grey trousers that were his school uniform. He tried them on, the trousers were definitely a snug fit but the polo shirts were fine. He then found his old school rugby kit, some t-shirts, a vest, some shorts and old trainers that he'd worn in the gym. Again, things were a little more fitted than he'd remembered but they'd do. He threw it all in his rucksack with underwear and toiletries and then joined his mum for breakfast.

The rest of the day was spent with his mum, it was always nice when it was the two of them and she didn't have to go into either of the restaurants.

Nico had a long soak in the bath and thought about the week ahead, looking in the mirror and thinking about Josh's message, he took extra care to shave closely. He shaved his usual stubble right back, thinking of how he would have looked 2 years ago. He looked down at his chest hair and hovered with the razor but then decided that was a step too far, he'd been one of the hairiest lads in his year anyway and had definitely had a good coverage from an early age.

After a prolonged hug from his mum, who would have left by the time he was collected tomorrow, Nico went to bed, his mind racing with what to expect.

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Nico got up and showered and dressed in his old uniform, the polo shirt with the school crest and grey trousers looked like he'd gone into a time warp, he hadn't had to wear uniform for the past two years as sixth formers weren't required to. Nico pulled some black cargo pants out of his wardrobe and crammed them into his rucksack, just in case these grey trousers became too uncomfortable. He was just finishing a slice of toast when he heard the doorbell ringing, he wiped his hands and hurried to the door. Josh - Mr Hamilton, must remember - was standing in the doorway with his usual grin,

"Morning, Tonetto, good to see you're on time, let's get on the road. Uniform's looking smart, good lad!"

Tonetto! So, he'd be called by his surname, something else he hadn't been called by since he was in high school. Another 'privilege' of being in sixth form was getting to be known by their first names by the teachers.

Mr Hamilton was in his standard school outfit, football shorts and a white polo shirt, its three buttons undone so the usual burst of dark chest hair could be seen against the crisp whiteness. He had football socks on which were pushed down to his ankles, his tanned and toned legs covered with dark, downy hair. He was wearing his battered, once white Adidas trainers which finished off the look,

"Morning sir, I'm ready to get going."

"Is your mother in, Tonetto, I'd like to say hello?"

"Sorry sir, she's already left for the day - she's got an early start in the restaurant."

"Ah OK, no problem, well she's already signed your permission slip so we should be fine," Mr Hamilton said with a smile. He took Nico's rucksack from him and lead him to a large camper van which was taking up most of the drive. He tossed the rucksack into the back and showed Nico inside,

"This will be our lodgings for the next three days, Tonetto. It's cosy but practical, we'll be staying on a campsite just outside Keswick, it's owned by a friend of mine. Right, get in the front and buckle up, it's a fair drive."

Nico did as instructed and they began their journey to the Lake District. Josh - Mr Hamilton - stayed in 'character' the whole way, and Nico slipped easily back into his role as keen and engaged student. Mr Hamilton asked him how his revision for his GSCEs had gone, what his plans were for the summer, what A levels he had decided to do. Nico also kept in character, answering all of the questions as if it was two years ago, it was fun and effortless. Mr Hamilton said that Nico's mum had asked him to spend some time with Nico and to look at some outdoor activities that he'd been missing since his dad had died. He said that it would all be useful material when Nico was thinking about applying for universities. So that was the 'cover story/role play' locked down.

Nico couldn't help but think about how amazing it would have been to have had time like this with Josh two years ago. He'd always been a hero and role model to Nico and the thought that he could have spent a few days with him at fifteen was exciting.

There was a casual ease in Mr Hamilton's company, there always had been, he commanded respect and had an assured authority which was why he was such a popular member of the teaching staff. Nico marvelled at how much Mr Hamilton was sticking to the script, no questions of a particularly personal nature, nothing personal revealed about himself, very polite questions about Nico's family, no suggestion about his friendship with Dani or any of the others, it was just as if this was a road trip with a pupil and his teacher. A 'what if' moment made real!

After what was a fairly long journey, but which felt like it had flown by, Mr Hamilton pulled down a long dirt track which led to a campsite next to a farm. There was a small wooden shower and toilet block and just eight pitches where camper vans could be moored to. Mr Hamilton made his way across to the farmhouse and was greeted by his friend. Nico had remained in the camper van so didn't get to meet this man but saw Mr Hamilton giving him a warm hug and was clearly engaged in humorous conversation. He returned shortly after with a piece of wood with a key attached, he tossed it onto the seat next to Nico,

"Key to the shower block, Tonetto - don't lose that!"

There was little chance of losing it, given that the wood was the size of a large book but Nico nodded and grinned.

Mr Hamilton backed the camper van onto one of the plots and then began attaching a large blue cable to the side of the van, Mr Hamilton explained that the box on the campsite, that this was attached to, would provide them with electricity. Mr Hamilton showed Nico how to pull out the awning from the top of the camper van and the two of them proceeded to get this locked into place. They then set out a small folding table and chairs underneath the awning and that was all of the set-up completed.

Mr Hamilton showed Nico around the camper van, the small galley kitchen, a fold out sofa and the bunk for sleeping above the living area which was accessed via a small ladder. There was a tiny shower and toilet but Mr Hamilton said that they would use the main block when they needed to as no-one wanted to be emptying chemical toilets. Nico got to grips with the kitchen, most of which was cleverly concealed and folded away and set up the kettle to make them both a drink.

Mr Hamilton was sitting outside poring over a map when Nico handed him his coffee,

"Thanks Tonetto, looks nice and strong! I'm just planning a route for us to go on a hike this afternoon, so you can practise your orienteering skills."

"OK sir, I've never really used a map or a compass to be honest, used to just using my phone if I want to get anywhere!"

"Look at your phone now, Tonetto," Mr Hamilton instructed, Nico did so and saw that he had no signal at all. He glanced back up at Mr Hamilton who smirked,

"And that, young man, is why we need to learn map skills. Because if you find yourself stranded in the wilderness, it's most likely that there won't be phone signal!"

"Noted sir, I'll go and put this away then." Nico said as he returned his phone to his rucksack. Mr Hamilton followed him into the van,

"Right, let's get ready for the hike. You need something comfortable to walk in. The weather forecast is clear and warm so dress in something light, what footwear have you brought?"

"I've got these and my other gym trainers, sir," Nico replied pointing down at his black school trainers.

"Stick your gym trainers on then, they will probably be the best for the terrain and doesn't matter if they get too mucked up."

As Mr Hamilton was talking, he was pulling off his polo shirt. Nico tried to suppress an intake of breath as he took in the view. He'd seen Mr Hamilton in various states of undress over the years but this was probably as close and intimate that he'd been next to him, shirtless. Mr Hamilton's chest was coated in thick swirls of dark brown hair, a wide strip of fur coated his solid, toned stomach and trailed into his shorts. His nipples were barely visible through the fur, his armpits and forearms had the same thick fluffy hair. Nico was suddenly conscious that he was staring intently at his teacher's bare torso.

Mr Hamilton was, or gave the impression of being, oblivious as he sprayed deodorant into his pits and pulled on a loose white t-shirt. He kept on the shorts he'd been wearing but switched his trainers for a pair of lightweight walking boots. He pulled his socks slightly further up his large calves and then, after ensuring they had two full water bottles, stepped outside of the van to wait for Nico.

Nico rummaged in his rucksack and pulled out one of his t-shirts and some shorts and changed into them quickly. He pulled on the gym trainers and joined Mr Hamilton at the table. Mr Hamilton had the map spread out and showed Nico the route that they would be walking, he used the compass to show Nico how to orient himself and let Nico study the map in detail. He pointed out various symbols and explained what they were. Some of this rang some very distant bells from old geography classes but it had been two years or longer since Nico had done any of it.

Mr Hamilton had a small hiking rucksack which he placed on his back, with the water bottles and a couple of protein bars and some mosquito spray. He pulled on some aviator sunglasses and after turning Nico round to face the right starting direction, handed over to him to lead the way.

With a few minor interventions from Mr Hamilton, Nico picked up the orienteering quickly, it took a little while to understand the compass with its seemingly random needle spinning around, but he was soon enjoying it. Translating the map and its symbols and the route that they were taking was rewarding and Nico enjoyed leading them through the terrain.

They reached the destination, the top of a small hill which looked back over the valley towards the campsite within ninety minutes. They stopped and sat on a small bench and drank their water and ate the protein bars. Both were sweating from their endeavours, the dampness on Mr Hamilton making his dark chest hair appear like a shadow beneath the white t-shirt. The t-shirt was clinging tightly too him and there was large wet patches under his armpits and across his back.

"Not a bad job at all, Tonetto, we'll make a mountaineer out of you yet," Mr Hamilton said through mouthfuls of the bar.

He then told Nico to find on the map a symbol like a pint glass with a handle, the nearest one he could. Nico found one quickly and Mr Hamilton showed him how to use the compass and the scale of the map to work out how far away it was. After a few false starts, Nico calculated that it was around a mile away, Mr Hamilton showed him the lines on the map which indicated the relative steepness of hills, so Nico was able to plot a sensible route. Mr Hamilton explained that the symbol he'd asked him to find was for a pub and that's where they would go to have lunch. Nico led them off proudly, adjusting the compass as he went and ensuring that the route matched that on the map.

They arrived at a small but lovely pub, Mr Hamilton praising Nico on his map-reading skills. As it was a warm day, he said that they would sit outside in the pub garden. They made their way to the bar where they were greeted by the barmaid,

"Afternoon gents, what are you having?"

Mr Hamilton glanced at the beer pumps,

"I'll take a pint of the IPA please, and Tonetto?"

Nico looked at the fridges,

"I'll get a bottle of Bud please."

Mr Hamilton turned and stared at Nico, a very slight smile playing at the corner of his mouth,

"Now, come on Tonetto, you know better than that," he turned to the barmaid,

"Sorry, he's underage, he'll have a soft drink."

Nico's mouth fell open and he began to protest. Fuck. He was supposed to be fifteen. There was nothing he wanted me than a cool bottle of lager right now but he knew he was required to play along,

"Sorry sir," he feigned a sheepish look towards the barmaid,

"Sorry, was just trying my luck. I'll take a Pepsi please."

Mr Hamilton grinned as he took a sip of his beer, then handed the menu to Nico to choose his lunch. They sat outside in the sun and waited for their food to arrive. Mr Hamilton was typing into his phone, tapping away at the screen with a smile on his face. After a couple of minutes he stood up,

"I'm just going to the loo, Tonetto, behave yourself while I'm away." He then pushed his phone towards Nico and squeezed past him on the bench and made his way into the pub.

Nico saw that Mr Hamilton had left his Notes app open and there was a message which he'd obviously just been typing:

[Nico, my man - you're doing brilliantly, you've not let it slip once. Maybe just then at the bar but what can I say? It would be very irresponsible for your upstanding teacher to let a 15-year-old drink! Sorry buddy!

OK tonight, I want Mr H to catch young Nico up to no good. I want you to sneak a drink of the scrumpy I've bought. Let me catch you in the act. I need you to be really scared and sorry - I'll take it from there! Mr H will be rough on you so be prepared.

Loving this, sexy man. Keep it up! Josh x]

Nico shook his head with a smile. There was a twinge of pride that Josh thought he was doing a good job and a twinge of something else, an ever so slight thickening in his cock when he reread and saw that Josh had called him sexy man. He sighed and pushed the phone back to Josh's side of the table. OK, he could do this. And he had his instructions for later.

Josh returned to the table with two more drinks for them, another beer for him and a Pepsi for Nico. He also had a small carrier bag with bottles clinking in it, hanging from his arm,

"Just a couple of ciders for me later," he said with a wink.

They enjoyed their lunch and drinks and then Mr Hamilton asked Nico to use the map to plot an interesting route back to the campsite. Nico spent some time doing this and then led them off, they were back at the camper van in a little over ninety minutes, both hot and sweaty from the walk in the afternoon sun. Mr Hamilton peeled off his t-shirt and used it to wipe across his chest and armpits,

"Damn, Tonetto, that was a good hike but I think a shower is in order now. Get the key to the shower block and we'll get cleaned up before we start thinking about food for later."

Nico had also taken off his top, he retrieved the key and pulled out his towel and wash bag. They made their way up to the shower block which Mr Hamilton unlocked with the key. It was fairly dark inside, the lights flickered on but didn't give out a huge amount of illumination. There was one toilet and two urinals and two showers divided by a half wall. The block had a rather astringent chemical smell but was clean and well-maintained.

Mr Hamilton took the shower to the right and undressed with his back to Nico, Nico stole a glance and saw his tight furry arse cheeks in the dim light. During the various years of sports and activities, Nico had seen Mr Hamilton in various states of undress as he swapped out kits and school clothing, but he'd never seen him completely naked. Mr Hamilton piled his clothes up on one of the benches, threw his towel over his shoulder and made his way into the cubicle, pulling the thin plastic shower curtain across, but leaving it halfway so that there was still a view into the cubicle. He stood facing out so that Nico was able to see, past the partly closed curtain, Mr Hamilton in his full glory.

He was magnificent. All that beautiful fur becoming plastered down on his toned body. He was lathered up with his shower gel and had his eyes closed and head tipped back but it was as if he was presenting himself to Nico. He made no effort to conceal himself, it was just as if he were naturally taking a shower, unaware of Nico's gaze. His cock was full and thick, and hung heavily between his legs, nestled in a dense bush of pubes - it didn't appear that he was a manscaper. He turned to lather up his arse crack, rubbing the foam between his hairy cheeks and taking time to clean.

Nico shook himself from his staring and quickly undressed and got into his shower. The initial shock of icy cold water made him step back with a gasp but it soon ran warmer. He showered and would occasionally steal a glance at Mr Hamilton who was still turning his body to every angle and rubbing himself thoroughly with his soapy hands.

Although Mr Hamilton's eyes were closed he was taking time and rubbing his large hands all over his body, paying particular attention to his large cock and balls, he'd slightly turned his body and was almost presenting himself to Nico's stares. He rubbed soap up and down his cock, pulling back the foreskin and then cupping and squeezing his big ballsack.

Nico had begun to think that something may happen, wasn't this a classic porn scene, the old shower scenario where someone suddenly starts sucking someone off, but then he heard Mr Hamilton's shower turn off and was aware that he had stepped out and was towelling himself dry.

By the time Nico joined him with his own towel wrapped around him, Mr Hamilton was dressed and said he would see him back at the camper van. Nico was disappointed to have missed out on seeing Mr Hamilton drying himself off and rubbing around that meaty cock but dressed quickly himself and rejoined his teacher.

Mr Hamilton had already taken a number of tins out of the cupboard and was opening them, dinner would be cold tinned ham, tinned potatoes and baked beans,

"This is proper camping grub!" Mr Hamilton announced with a flourish as he presented Nico with the finished meal in a small metal camping tin. He then took one of the bottles of cider, a strong and cloudy scrumpy, that he'd bought at the pub and poured himself a large measure into an enamel camping mug. Nico eyed the scrumpy and remembered his text instructions from Josh, earlier. He would wait for his moment and then get caught, he had no idea what to expect.

Nico washed up the pans from their dinner at the small sink in the galley, Mr Hamilton continued to drink the scrumpy, finishing the first bottle fairly quickly. He then opened the second and left it on the sink next to where Nico was drying up,

"I'm just going up to the toilet block, Tonetto, I won't be long!"

Nico smiled and looked down at the scrumpy, it was a large litre bottle with a small handle on its side, Nico picked it up and saw that its alcohol volume was 7.4%, this was a strong drink and Mr Hamilton had already polished off a full bottle.

Nico picked the bottle up and sniffed it, it was quite potent, not the sweet apple scent he was expecting. He poured a little into a cup and took a sip, he grimaced, being used to lager, this was much stronger than his usual drinks. But he had his instructions so he downed the small cupful and then poured himself another. The warmth of the alcohol ran through him and he was taking a third sip when he heard a shout from the door,

"TONETTO! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?"

Mr Hamilton burst into the van, grabbed the cup from Nico's hand and breathed into it. He looked up at Nico with very convincing fury in his face,

"How dare you drink this when my back was turned? Do you know how serious this is? I'm going to have to tell your mother what you've done. Do you realise the position you've put me in?"

"NO, please sir, please don't call my mum, I didn't mean to... I was just trying it... please..."

Nico slipped quickly into his role of being caught doing something wrong and Mr Hamilton's 'anger' was easy to play off.

"Please anything but speaking to my mum, she'll be so mad with me."

"This is such a breach of trust, Tonetto. If I hadn't had a couple of drinks I would be driving us home now and you'd be explaining yourself to her."

"Sir, please, anything, I'll do anything, just don't tell her."

"Stop whining, Tonetto, let me think." Mr Hamilton swigged down the scrumpy from the cup he was holding and sat down on the sofa, placing the bottle of scrumpy next to him.

Nico looked across at Mr Hamilton with as remorseful a look as he could produce without it looking like parody,

"Honestly sir, I'm so sorry. I will do anything to make it right, I promise..."

Mr Hamilton kicked off his trainers and stretched out his legs,

"You know, I really think you would do anything to save yourself, Tonetto. Don't think I didn't see you watching me in the shower earlier. I think I know what you want. I've seen how you look at your teammates in the showers too. I think you you're a faggot, aren't you? A little queer boy?"

"No, no, sir, I... don't know what you mean..."

"You know exactly what I mean, Tonetto. I think you like looking at men and thinking what you want to do to them."

"No sir, no... I just..."

"Go and put your PE kit on now, shorts and vest. Quickly!"

Nico hurried over to his rucksack and pulled out his old PE kit, he scrambled out of his clothes and pulled on the shorts and vest and his old gym trainers.

"Come over here, boy and sit down in front of me. NOW!" Mr Hamilton barked as he topped up his cup with more scrumpy.

Nico obediently went and kneeled down in front of Mr Hamilton, between his legs and staring up at him. Mr Hamilton wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and glared down at Nico,

"Now listen to me, Tonetto, if you don't want to get into the worst trouble you've ever been in, you're going to do exactly what I tell you. Understand?"

Nico nodded.

"I said understand?" Mr Hamilton barked.

"Yes sir, sorry, yes, I understand," Nico replied in a small voice.

"I've seen how you've looked at me and I know what you want. I'm going to close my eyes and you're going to take my penis out of my shorts and you're going to suck it. If you ever tell anyone about this, I will deny it. Have you ever sucked a man's penis before, Tonetto?"

Nico went to say yes but then remembered the role play, up to a week ago, he most definitely hadn't sucked a cock, and at fifteen he'd not even held anyone else's,

"No, no sir, I haven't..."

"But you've thought about haven't you, gay boy? You've looked at penises in the changing room haven't you? You were looking at mine earlier weren't you? Answer me!"

"Yes, sir, yes, I was looking at it but..."

"Enough!"

Mr Hamilton grabbed Nico's head and pulled it towards his crotch, holding it with both hands he shoved it against his hard cock, Nico could feel the hardness and heat against his cheeks.

"Take it out, gay boy," Mr Hamilton hissed as he pushed himself lower in his seat. He took another sip of his drink then closed his eyes and put his arms behind his head.

Nico tentatively pulled the waistband of Mr Hamilton's shorts down, his large erection was barely contained by a well-worn jockstrap. Nico could smell the sweat and musk from it, it was certainly not clean on. Mr Hamilton inched forward slightly in his seat,

"Keep going, get your gay little mouth around your teacher's cock, Tonetto."

Nico pulled the band of the jockstrap down so the fat head of Mr Hamilton's cock sprang out towards him. It was a dark purple and was shiny with precum, Nico moved his head closer and licked at the piss slit, his tongue tasted the clear bead at the tip.

"Come on boy, it's not a lollipop, get into it!" Mr Hamilton barked down at him.

Nico held the thick shaft in one hand, he could feel it pulsing, he pulled the head into his mouth and held it just past his lips, he could taste and feel more of the sweet precum pumping into his mouth, he drank it down. He'd tasted the precum of Andy and Tomasz but the amount Mr Hamilton produced was something else, it was like a tap of sweet nectar and Nico couldn't get enough of it. He moved his lips further down the shaft and after a couple of gags, he reached the thick bush of Mr Hamilton's pubes which rubbed against his nose and lips. Mr Hamilton grabbed Nico's head and pushed him down onto his cock, the thick shaft hit the back of Nico's throat and he struggled for air, he gagged hard and brought a thick gob of saliva up which coated the cock,

"Don't you fucking stop, boy... gag on my cock. Hold it..."

Nico had to pull away as it felt like he was going to choke on the huge solid trunk, he gasped and his eyes were streaming with tears, snot and saliva were pouring from his nose and mouth.

"Suck my balls, boy, take them out and suck my big fat balls..." Mr Hamilton growled.

Nico pulled the jockstrap further down as Mr Hamilton raised his hips to allow the underwear to be removed, Nico pushed them down so that they were around Mr Hamilton's ankles. Now fully released, his cock was huge and stood obscenely erect against his heavy sack. Nico took the hairy sack in his mouth, sucking each full ball at a time, licking and sucking them into his mouth. He kept returning to the leaking tip of Mr Hamilton's cock to drink more of his addictive nectar.

Although Mr Hamilton continued to maintain his detached role, with his eyes closed and with his hands again holding Nico's head, a smile played at the corner of his mouth and the heaviness of his breathing indicated that he was enjoying the service of Nico's mouth.

Nico picked up the pace and continued to take Mr Hamilton's cock deeper into his mouth, Mr Hamilton's hands increased their grip around his head and he began to piston Nico's mouth faster up and down his cock. Nico broke away a couple of times as he gasped for breath, the hard, angry cock was dripping with strings of his saliva. Nico realised that using this spit helped to ease it into his throat and he tested himself on how far he could take it. He was learning that the combination of controlling his breath and coating the cock with his spit meant he could take it deeper and hold it for longer. He still occasionally spluttered if it hit the back of his throat too hard but he was able to push through and was enjoying it.

Mr Hamilton withdrew his cock and slapped it across Nico's cheeks, streaks of the saliva coated Nico's face,

"Oh you wanted this didn't you, boy? You wanted my fat cock in your queer little mouth? Take it deep, boy, service it!"

Nico picked up the rhythm again, his head bobbing up and down the monster cock, his eyes were watering but his gagging was becoming less and less as he got used to it battering against his throat. Mr Hamilton wrapped one hand in Nico's hair and used it to hold his head down so once again his nose was buried in his dense pubes. He then let out a low groan,

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I'm gonna cum, boy. You keep that cock in your faggy mouth. You are going to swallow every last drop of this." Mr Hamilton opened his eyes and stared down at Nico as his cock began to pulse.

Nico stared back at Mr Hamilton, his eyes wide and his mouth tight around the cock. He felt the first jet of thick cum blast against his throat, his instinct was to open his mouth, but Mr Hamilton squeezed his cheeks tightly and shook his head as he continued to pump his thick cum into Nico's mouth.

Nico realised that his only choice was to swallow and so he began to gulp down the bitter tasting spunk, it felt like it would never end but eventually Mr Hamilton withdrew his cock and shook one last spurt from the tip which splattered across Nico's cheek.

"Not bad, gay boy. You suck a cock well. You've wanted this for a long time haven't you?"

Nico nodded and wiped the spunk from his cheek with the back of his hand. Mr Hamilton stood up, his jockstrap still around his ankles, his cock now beginning to soften but still thick and heavy. He kicked his jockstrap off his leg and pulled off his t-shirt, he wiped his pits with it and then threw it down to Nico.

"Fold my clothes and put them away, Tonetto. That blow job has just saved you from me telling your mother about you!"

He leaned down and squeezed Nico's cheeks again and brought his face close to his,

"Remember boy, this goes no further. You're a little cock slut and you will do as you're told. Understand?"

Nico could smell the sickly sweet alcohol on Mr Hamilton's breath. He nodded and looked down.

"Right, bed. We've got an early start tomorrow. Get undressed and get into bed."

Mr Hamilton climbed up onto the bed which was accessed by the small ladder, he lay across the bed so that when Nico, who had stripped down to his underwear, climbed up next to him, he had to squeeze past his stretched out form. Nico lay quietly, processing everything that had just happened. He had just swallowed his idol's spunk but in such an aggressive way, this hadn't been like the times in his imagination so many times where he'd wondered what it might be like. He was lying next to him, listening to his breathing and feeling the weight of his body on the small bed beside him. Nico held his breath, not sure what to say or do.

He then felt Mr Hamilton's arm raise up and come to rest on the pillow beside him. He ruffled Nico's hair, suddenly with a tenderness that had not been there before. He let out a long satisfied sigh,

"Fuck Nico, that was amazing. You sucked my cock like you'd been doing it for years. Andy said you were a fast learner but wow... that was incredible. And you kept the role play up all day, kiddo."

Nico turned to look at Mr Hamilton with a quizzical look,

"You just called me Nico!"

"Yeah, I think we can park the role play now. That was hot but I think it'll fun to be ourselves for the rest of the time, what do you think?"

Still ruffling Nico's hair, he pulled Nico with his other arm so that he was pressed tightly against him,

"I'd like to spend time with Nico, how do you feel about spending time with Josh?"

Josh's eyes crinkled with his familiar smile, he leaned forward and kissed Nico gently on the lips. Nico felt his cock beginning to stiffen. Josh, Mr Hamilton, Sir was kissing him and it sent sparks directly down to his groin.

"I'd like that Mr H... Josh, I mean. Mr Hamilton was a bit of a bastard back there!"

Josh smiled and kissed him again,

"Yeah, sometimes nice to bring out my dom side but with what we've got ahead, it'd be nice to take things down a notch and enjoy getting to know each other properly."

Nico suddenly felt something shift again, the man he idolised, the man he was so in awe of was back. His fantasies about Josh had always been with the kind and sensitive teacher that had taken so much time with him to instil confidence and a sense of decency. Josh's hand moved down Nico's back and rested just above the waistband of Nico's underwear, he rubbed gently across the small of his back, his fingers just moving slightly beneath the elastic so that he teased against the crack of Nico's arse.

Nico grinned and looked up at his handsome teacher,

"Hmmmm, I definitely don't think you'd have been my favourite teacher if you'd been like that all the time!"

"The things I wanted to do to you when you were my favourite pupil, Nico... you wouldn't believe. Things like I used to do with your dad. Seeing you become more and more like him, it was so hard not to cross the line."

Nico looked up in surprise,

"You and Dad? But... I never... I just can't get my head round it."

"Oh there's so much more you'll find out this summer, kiddo but there's plenty of time for that."

As Josh spoke his fingers continued to play below Nico's waistband, then one of them moved lower, his thick index finger traced along the hairy crack. Nico held his breath as Josh's finger then traced very gently against the pucker of his hole. He smiled down at Nico and then very deliberately tapped the hole three times,

"We've still got so much to explore, sunshine. But for now... sleep."

Josh pulled Nico over so that his head rested on his chest, the thick hair rubbing against Nico's cheek. Nico enjoyed the feeling and the sensation as Josh continued to rub his head. His other hand remained below Nico's waistband but now he just used it to cup one of Nico's arse cheeks. Nico snuggled closer into Josh's chest, breathing in his clean, musky scent. He stayed like this as he gradually drifted into a comfortable sleep.