Good boy gone bad Part 3

Ryan falls further under Gary's spell until both boys are sex-obsessed!

As Ryan and Gary walked together down the corridor, feeling very pleased about Mr. Bond's subjugation at their hands, they ran into Miss Taylor. "So you two, I trust the headmaster dealt with you appropriately" , she said curtly. "Oh yeah, miss", replied Gary. "You could say he gave us a good dressing down!" he said, with a quick glance at Ryan.
" Mmmm... ", she responded, looking slightly annoyed. "I was hoping he'd put you both into detention. Oh well, I hope he taught you a lesson, anyway." Then she added, " What am I talking about? I don't think anything's going to make you learn, Gary Matthews" , she sighed.
"Oh, I don't know, miss," the boy replied. " I'm sure there's lots you could teach me" , he said, looking her up and down lasciviously and letting his gaze come to rest firmly on her impressive pair of tits!
" And, as for you, Ryan Harris, I'm disappointed. I should think twice before becoming too chummy with this waster. You used to be a model pupil. " And with that, she walked away, shaking her head. The boys watched her behind undulate in her tight skirt, before Gary said, " Wouldn't you just love to slide a length up that?! "
"Too right and fuck being a model pupil!" said Ryan. They both laughed and headed off to get lunch.

The boys sat eating sausage and chips and Ryan felt proud to be together with Gary, knowing that other pupils could see him with the muscular star of the rugby team. "So tell me more about Mrs. Windass" said Ryan, his mouth full of sausage.
"Well, quite simply, mate, I'm regularly fucking the old cow"
Ryan spluttered on his food. "You mean you're screwing that old battleaxe?!" he said in shock.
" Hang on a minute, mate". Ryan noticed his use of the word 'mate'. "Okay, she may be built like the proverbial brick shithouse and I thought at first, although she's married, that she was a diesel - You know, a diesel dyke - but no, she's crazy for teenage cock, mine specifically! She's not stupid. She knows what that pervert Bond has been doing with me and she vowed to keep it quiet if he promised to let her have access to my body."
" Yeah, but her, of all cunts... " protested Ryan.
"Listen, man. The girls I fuck in our class all shave their twats smooth. She, on the other hand, has a great big hairy one and, quite honestly, bro, it makes a nice change! And it's fun to give her massive arse a hard smack and watch it jiggle. And it's a complete contrast to your little peachy number," he smiled.
" What? ", Ryan asked, a little startled.
" Come on, buddy. I've seen you looking and lusting after my cock and arse in the showers. " Ryan could feel himself blushing. "But that's okay, man, lust away! But remember, you're not the only one with a roving eye. You've got to be the prettiest boy in our class, if not the whole school and your bum's worthy of Michelangelo!"
Ryan was amazed at Gary's brazenness and his unexpected poetic mention of the great Italian sculptor!
"Anyway, " Gary continued, "Windass's old man can't get it up for her anymore, so I give her a good servicing before rugby practice on a Wednesday night in her office. Sometimes Bond watches and wanks and, if you play your cards right, man, you could be there too, as you're in on our secret." Ryan did like the image in his head of Gary naked, pumping away at a servile cunt stretched out on the office desk!
" So Gary, " began Ryan tentatively. " Are you straight or what? " he asked.
"Straight, gay, bi, who cares? When a mouth's round my dick, I don't care if it belongs to a bro or a bitch. When a tongue's up my arse," ( Another beautiful image came into Ryan's head) I don't mind if it's a stud's or a slut's . It all feels the same! Together we're gonna soon be getting all the fucking sex action we want, as long as you're up for it, buddy! "
"Oh shit, Gary, I've spent so much time being the perfect schoolboy, I now want to become just like you, admired by other pupils for my ability to get away with all sorts of filthy, shocking stuff!"
" That's my boy! " laughed Gary and hugged Ryan to him, right there in the school dining hall. "And let me tell you, Ryan, " he continued "You have a very sexy way of eating a sausage!!"

" I'm gonna be home a bit later tonight" Ryan told his parents. "There's a new Christian club being set up at school and it's going to be held every Wednesday after school ends." " That's lovely, darling", said his mother. "We'd been a bit concerned about you stopping coming to church regularly, so maybe this will bring you back into the fold" she added with a tender smile. "Maybe" replied Ryan and left for school.
As he travelled on the bus, he laughed to himself at what Gary had said about his parents' beliefs. "Don't they realise those twelve guys only hung around Jesus, 'cos he was willing to take it up the bum?!" And then he smiled as he thought about what Wednesday at school would bring.

Ryan had agreed to come to the old bag Windass's office at 5.30 pm. He felt slightly nervous, but still full of anticipation. He was instructed not to knock on the door by Gary, but to come straight in. He turned the handle and entered the office. Gary was already stripped down to his rugby shorts, the bulge of his sturdy cock quite visible. But Ryan was stunned at the sight of the school secretary. She was dressed in a red lace bra with a tiny, matching thong, way too small for her, her hairy minge squashed and half her cuntlips hanging out of the sides. When she turned to remove the bra, Ryan struggled to see the string between her buttocks. It had completely disappeared up her crack! When she turned back her mammoth udders were on full display. "Hello, Ryan!" she said in an unfamiliar seductive voice. " Gary tells me you're going to keep our rendezvouses a secret. Is that right? "
Suddenly Ryan felt more confident. "Yeah, in return for what I want!" he demanded.
" Of course, Ryan, of course! " she replied.
"Okay, buddy, get stripped!" ordered Gary. " She likes to pretend she's being raped. Raped by testosterone filled schoolboys!! " Ryan didn't delay and removed his clothes as quickly as possible. He caught Gary's, as well as the secretary's, appreciative gaze at his cock, which was now as hard as granite. Gary followed suit, shrugging off his shorts to present his beer can thick weapon proudly. Ryan watched as Gary walked up to her, grabbed hold of the throng and tore it from her body, the ripping sound making his cock throb excitedly. Then, to Ryan's shock, Gary slapped her across the face. " NOW GET ON THE FUCKING DESK!, " he yelled.
She turned and on all fours struggled to climb up on to the desk as Gary walloped her across her fat bum. She lay back, as Gary climbed up over her and, leaning down, spat on her cunt. "Spread 'em!" he ordered. She did so and Ryan watched, rubbing himself furiously, as Gary positioned his cock, condom free Ryan noticed, and thrust himself unceremoniously up the slut's twathole. "Take it, you dirty cunt!" he shouted and Ryan drooled at the sight of his new mate's muscular arse pounding away.
Ryan moved forward to the desk, feeling strong and vicious and, turning the cunt's head violently towards him, he shoved his entire shaft in her throat with the words, "Suck my fucking cock, you fat piece of shit!!"
Gary smiled over at his mate, as he continued to batter their 'victim's' rapehole!!