Little Boy and Karate Instructor (Cody’s Special Lessons) – Pt. 1

Thirty years of molesting little boys, the Karate teacher had a plentiful supply of children. Now, he had his eye on Cody.

Master Dean watched closely as the small boys and girls practiced their kicks. The 51 year old instructor had been teaching Karate for nearly 25 years. Looking over the group, one young boy in particular caught his eye.

Cody was a new student. At only 4’6” his small frame hadn’t begun developing any noticeable muscle-tone yet. With red hair and very little natural ability, Dean watched the shy 14 year old boy closely. He’d noticed Cody always stayed by himself before class began. He never joined or joked with the other boys.

Dean knew that was the type of behavior he could easily manipulate. He’d give Cody some extra attention in class and some… special attention… outside of class.

“Hi Jonathan,” Dean said, shaking the man’s hand. “Cody’s doing really well.”
Giving the Karate instructor a disbelieving look, Jonathan knew his son was no athlete. “Nice to hear,” he replied, knowing the older man was simply being nice for Cody’s sake.
Jonathan explained, his work schedule was changing next week. “I won’t be here to pick up Cody immediately after class.”

Dean heard Cody’s father providing the unexpected opportunity for some… Special Attention.
“Would it be possible,” Jonathan continued, “if I pick him up after your last class? I may be 30 minutes later.”

Dean’s mind quickly began to plan. “Not a problem,” he replied. “We have a shower, if Cody wants to use it. Just bring some fresh clothes. That way he won’t have to sit here, sweaty, for hours.”

Dean’s soft cock twitched as he pictured the small boy naked in the shower.

The next day Cody arrived for his lesson. Carrying a large gym bag, he reminded Master Dean he’d be staying late, because of his daddy’s work schedule. “Is it still OK to use the shower?” the ***d asked.

Dean sat at his desk looking at the boy’s little body and cute face. Sliding his hand over his cock, hidden by his desk, he replied, “Of course, Cody.” In his mind, Dean was picturing the boy on his knees.

An hour later, Cody’s class was finished and the next class was beginning.
Dean watched the small boy pick up his gym bag, then walk toward the shower room. Dean had planned this moment.

When the next class began, Dean told one of his advanced students to teach the class. This wasn’t unusual.
Quickly entering his office, Dean poured a cup of ice-tea on his uniform. Walking back to his student-teacher, Dean explained he needed to shower and change. This would give him ample opportunity to be naked with the little boy.

Entering the shower room, he rapidly undressing. The small boy faced the wall unaware his Karate Instructor was watching.

Dean stood naked in the doorway, looking at the small boy’s ass. Firm and round, the two cheeks… virgin cheeks, Dean hoped, glistened as the warm water flowed over them. Standing, looking… lusting for the young boy’s body, Dean’s 6” cock was growing.

“Hi Cody,” Dean said, turning on the shower facet on the boy’s right side. “I spilled Tea on myself.” Giving Cody a friendly smile, he said jokingly, “Don’t tell anyone your Karate teacher is a klutz.”
Cody glanced at the naked man standing next to him, giggling with an almost girlish tone.

Dean’s eyes devoured the body of he innocent ***d, focusing in the boy’s small cock. Hanging limp above his balls as water dripped from the tip, the young boy’s meat looked delicious.

Dean’s mind was suddenly filled with ***d molesting lust. Warm water running over his body, down his chest and falling from his semi-hard cock.

A moment later, he saw Cody’s eyes, no longer looking at the wall in front of him, but watching the raising of Dean’s cock to attention. “Happens sometimes,” Dean said, “when I take a shower.” Wanting to give the little boy a slightly better view, Dean turned to his left.
Cody’s young blue eyes were frozen on the man’s… bouncing hard cock.

Lathering his hands with soap, Dean slowly moved them to his shaft. Slipping his right hand over the warm flesh, he gently covered its length with the foamy substance. He could see Cody’s eyes watching his every move.

The warm slick soap and the little boy’s eyes sent a malevolent shiver through Dean’s body. “Cody,” he asked, with fatherly tenderness, “Have you ever seen a man’s cock… hard, like this?”

The young boy remained quiet, shaking his head.
“Ummmm,” Dean moaned quietly, his hand still slowly stroking his cock under the frothing foam.

“Then you’ve never touched one,” Dean continued lustfully, “have you.”
The small boy’s head tilted up, his wet red hair spun in the air. “No Master Dean… I… never,” he stammered. His shoulder twitched as his arm moved an inch.

“Would you like to feel it? It feels nice… if you want to,” Dean said, encouraging the small boy to extend his hand closer.
Pushing his hips a few inches toward the little boy’s body, he saw the ***d’s arm twitch again. Dean could see the desire and hesitation in the ***d’s eyes.

“It’s OK, Cody. I won’t tell anyone,” he said with a fatherly smile. “Our secret.” Dean saw the boy’s hand cautiously approaching, his fingertips wiggling in the air.
Cody’s middle finger touched the top of Dean’s cock. Moving it toward the man’s thick pubic hair, it slid along the soap covered shaft.

“Wrap your fingers around it, Cody,” Dean said softly.
Cody turned his hand sideways. His finger’s slipped over the right side as his thumb dropped around the left. Gripping the man’s thick shaft, the boy’s inexperienced hand moved along its length.

“Ummmmm, Cody,” Dean moaned.
“Is this not…” Cody asked with concern, stopping his hand’s motion.
“Oh, Cody…. It’s perfect,” Dean groaned. Dropping his hand over Cody’s, the man restarting the boy’s hand movement. “In fact,” Dean said quietly, “go a little faster.”

Hearing his teacher tell him, he was doing something “perfect,” Cody grinned. His dad never said things like that. “Faster?” Cody asked. “That’s what you want?” The boy turned his chest toward the naked man, whose cock he held. He needed to adjust his arm’s position.

Dean’s feet inched closer to Cody’s body. “Yes, Cody. Slid your hand faster on my cock.”
Cody was uncertain why he was doing this, but he wanted his teacher to be happy with his efforts.

Dean felt the small boy’s hand squeezing his cock, his fingers willingly pumping over its length. This was better than the man had imagined, as he’d planned this moment the previous evening.

“Ohhhhhh,” Dean groaned, feeling the wonderful sensation of his cock’s pumping. He was cumming as the boy’s small hand pulled it toward his young body.
Dean’s cum flew through the air. The thick white liquid splattered over Cody’s thin hairless chest.

“Yesssss, keeeep gooooing,” Dean moaned, not wanting Cody to stop.
Cody didn’t know what he was doing, but it was apparent his teacher was happy with it.
Raising his other hand to the man’s cock, Cody used both to jerk and pump, as fluid erupted toward him. The little boy felt warm globs hitting his chest.

Thirty second later, Dean pulled his semi-soft cock from the boy’s small hands. Looking at his cum, scattered over the ***d’s body, Dean asked, “Cody, did you like that?”

Touching a large string of cum on his chest, Cody’s mouth began to quiver. “I… I didn’t know… it was…” he paused, “Yes.” Looking up at his teacher’s face, he innocently said, “It was fun… but… was it supposed to do that?”

Dean smiled at the precious little one, taking the opportunity to groom him further. “Yes Cody, it’s supposed to do that. But it only does that,” he continued, “when little boys do everything perfectly.” Dean saw the proud smile on the ***d’s face.
“Maybe tomorrow,” the man said, hoping he wasn’t going too fast with the ***d, “We can do something even more fun.”

Cody’s innocent eyes grew wide, as he eagerly nodded.

The next day, Dean told Cody he wouldn’t be joining him in the shower again. “But since your daddy will be late, I can show you something fun, after all the other students leave.”
Dean saw the excitement in the little boy’s eyes as he asked, “if you want to have more… even better fun.”

That evening’s Karate lessons were difficult for Dean. He knew what he was going to do to Cody and his cock constantly wanted to grow.

Finally with the last student gone, Dean quickly locked the front door. Cody’s dad would have to ring the bell when he arrived. That would prevent any unwanted discoveries of what Dean was doing to his son.

Motioning for Cody to follow him to his office, Dean asked, “Cody, do you want to play, sort of like we did yesterday in the shower?”
The boy nodded, observing, “We don’t have soap.”

The boy’s innocence caused Dean’s molesting cock to ache with desire.

“That’s true,” he answered, “but we have something better.” Standing near his chair, Dean slowly unfastened his pants. Dropping them to the office floor, he asked, “Cody, can you pull my underwear down for me?”
Cody’s small hands pulled on the legs of the boxers. As the elastic band slid over Dean’s hard cock, it sprung upward, just inches from Cody’s face. The boy stared with amazement.

“Like how it looks?” Dean asked, seeing Cody’s eyes fixed on his cock.
The small boy nodded.
“Then let me show you how… special little boys, have fun with men’s cocks.”

Cody smiled bashfully. “You think… I’m special?”
Dean grinned at the ***d. He was going to be so easy. “Of course you are. Just kneel down and I’ll show you how special.”

Dropping to his knees, Cody’s blue eyes looked up at his instructors face and his hard cock.
“Cody, open your mouth, son,” Dean said, placing his right hand on the back of the ***d’s head. “Little boys… those that want to be Special, put men’s cocks in their mouth.”

Cody hesitated as he stared at the shaft inches from his face.
“Do you want to be… Special… Cody?” Dean asked, lowering the tip of his precum-oozing cock toward the boy’s mouth.
Nodding, Cody’s lips parted.

“I knew you did,” Dean said tenderly, slipping the head into Cody’s small mouth. “Ummmmm, yes, Cody,” he groaned feeling the familiar warmth of a ***d’s lips surrounding his cock.

Dean’s hips slowly slipped 3” of his shaft between boy’s virgin lips. Continuing to encourage the ***d, as he molested him, Dean knew this wouldn’t be the last time his cock would be in this warm place.

“Sooooo good, Cody,” Dean moaned. “You’re so talented.” He could see the boy’s blue eyes looking up as his cock pushed deeper. Dean wanted to shove his cock down Cody’s throat, but he controlled himself.
The little mouth would suffice this first time.

“Cody,” Dean asked tenderly, feeling his orgasm approaching, “Remember that white stuff I squirted on your chest last night?”
Not letting his teacher’s cock slip from his lips, the small boy nodded.

“I’m going to do that again,” Dean said. “Tonight, I’m going to put it in your mouth. Just swallow it. It’s candy, for Special little boys.” Pressing both hands on the sides of Cody’s head, Dean asked, “Understand? Swallow it all.”

Cody nodded again, as Dean’s cock slid in and out of his small mouth.

“Ummmmmm, Coooody,” Dean groaned as his hips began jerking. Holding the ***d’s head firmly, Dean’s cum shot into the young mouth. He felt Cody’s soft tongue slipping along the underside of his hard erupting cock.
The ***d would never forget this moment. He was drinking his first mouthful of cum.

Dean’s shaft pumped thick liquid onto the boy’s tongue, as the ***d tried to swallow every drop.
Cody wanted to be a special little boy. But the warm goo was shooting too fast and there was too much. It squirted from the corners of his mouth.

Thirty seconds later, Dean pulled his semi-soft cock from between Cody’s lips. Sitting on his office chair, he looked at the small boy kneeling before him. Dean saw two small streams of cum along the corners of the little boy’s mouth.
‘Such a sweet sight,’ Dean thought to himself.

“I spilled some,” Cody sadly admitted, his tongue licking the corners of his mouth. “I tried… I’m sorry.”
Dean gave the small boy a fatherly smile. “What do I always tell you in class when you don’t do a kick perfectly?”
“That I need to practice more,” Cody replied.

Dean nodded, his soft cock dangling over his balls. “We’ll just have to practice more, won’t we Cody.”
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