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The Natural	By : Writinghard Category: +M through R > Recess Views: 3641 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Robert was in a good mood going back to class that recess. This had to be a regular thing. Maybe not every day, but at least a few times a week to feel like that for a few moments. It should be easy enough, considering that Detweiler was getting something out of it.
Robert remembered when he was a few years younger and discovered what masturbating was. Greatest day of his life. This was going to be great.
His smile didn't go unnoticed by Jeremy and Jerome.
"King Bob?"
"Yes, Jeremy?" Robert asked.
"Can we make a request?"
". . .Sure, go ahead."
"We want in."
Robert paused, and turned to his two assistants right behind him. The look on their face didn't give him a clue as to what they were asking about. But considering that he had them do today and yesterday, he worried that they knew.
"In on what?" Robert asked.
"What you and Detweiler was doing in the fifth and sixth graders club," Jerome asked in a whisper. "We want in."
"How did you find out?" Robert asked.
"We looked."
Robert sighed. Goddammit. He thought he could trust them to not be so nosey and look, but maybe that was his mistake. Of course they would want to know. He made a note to lock the entrance the next time.
"So can we get in?"
"It's not up to me. Detweiler has to be okay with it." It wasn't a complete lie. IF the forth grader had said no when he was dragged under the jungle gym, then there wouldn't be much Robert could do about it. It not like forcing him was an option, that would just make him go an snitch and get Robert thrown away in jail or something.
"Can you ask him?" Jerome asked.
"I guess. I'm not making any promises, though." That was enough to get them to stop talking. Well, maybe he could trust the two of them to keep their mouths shut and not tell any one else. Hopefully. The more people who knew about this the more at risk he was at being exposed, and he couldn't let that happen. "Tomorrow. I'm letting him have one normal recess, at least."
ZZZ
First recess next day didn't come soon enough. Like the days before, Jeremy and Jerome went and got Detweiler and brought him to the secret club.
"Relax. I'm gonna ask him," The king said, seeing their faces. "Give me a minute."
They nodded, and Robert climbed underneath the jungle gym where the fourth grader was waiting.
"You know, my friends are getting curious," TJ said. He looked around the clubhouse. "They wanna know why you keep summoning me, since the whole prank thing is over."
"Am I gonna have to worry about them finding their way down here?"
"Nah. They aren't good at coming up with plans like I am. Besides, I just told them you were talking to me about prankster prince junk," the fourth grader said. "I don't think they'll like what we do down here."
"You're right, they wouldn't." Robert said. He placed his arm around the younger boys shoulders. "I do have a question, though."
"What?"
"How would you feel if I invited two other people to join us?" Robert asked.
"Who?"
"Jeremy and Jerome, my main assistants," he said. "They looked down here and they want in. Their words not mine."
". . .I dunno. This is kinda out of nowhere," said the fourth grader. "And then who's gonna keep watch if they're down here?"
"That's a good question." Robert paused to think. Those two were his most trusted guards, but it wasn't like he didn't have a small army of others. "I'll get some of my other guards to stand the entrance."
". . .I guess. It'll be kinda weird, though. I'm just getting used to you, now you're bringing in two more guys," he said. "Can it wait until tomorrow?"
"Yeah, sure. Tomorrow. But for today, you think you can give me a little help?" Robert gestured to the bulge in his pants. The fourth grader nodded, and the two of them settled in the same chair, with the King sitting on it, and the younger boy on his knees, between the sixth graders legs.
"Can I just use my hands this time?" Asked TJ. "My jaw kinda hurts from before."
"Ha, what, is my dick too big for you to handle?" The King joked.
"A little? It's pretty big," he said. Robert knew. He knew he was well endowed and was proud of his impressive length and girth. It was definitely a confidence boost on his worst days, with a matching impressive set of balls underneath.
"I know, isn't it great?" Robert said with a light laugh. The younger boy rolled his eyes, and focused on gently stroking the monarchs hummed, feeling the slight squeeze at the base, his thumb rubbing the underside of his hardening cock, and the increasing pace of the strokes.
The king exhaled slowly, putting his arms up and hands behind his head. It wasn't the same as his mouth, but it was still good for it to be someone else's hands. The let out a low moan feeling the fourth graders massage the underside of his throbbing member with his thumbs, sending shivers up his spine.
"Is it weird if I think about it when I'm in bed at night?" He heard the younger boy ask.
"Hmm?" Robert peaked through one eye down at him. "Nah. It's fine. Why? Does thinking about my dick make yours hard?"
". . . .I wouldn't say it like that," the fourth grader mumbled.
"So it does! Turns out monkey boy favors the attention of boys, ha," Robert chuckled. "That makes things interesting."
Choosing to continue the conversation later, he sunk back in his seat to enjoy being 'serviced'. There was something about seeing the fourth grader in front of him, on his knees, and looking more than a little bashful at what he said that added to his enjoyment and pleasure creeping through his body. Was there a word for this? There had to be a word for this.
"Ah, fuuck!" Gripping the arms of his chair, he came over the fourth graders face. Out of breath, he basked in the aftermath, watching Detweiler attempt to wipe his face clean.
"Come here." Robert reached into his pocket for a tissue and cleans the younger boys face. "There. Didn't mean to cum all over your face, Monkey Boy."
"Cum?"
"Yeah? The white stuff that I shot all over your face? Same stuff I made you swallow," Robert said.
"Oh. It taste weird. . ."
"I suggest you get used to it, considering what you're going to be doing tomorrow," said the playground king. He pulled up his pants, fixing his clothes before helping the fourth grader up. "You sure you wanna do it?"
TJ nodded. "I'm curious."
"Alright, if you say so," said King Bob. The sound of bell ringing cut their time together short. Making sure they both looked okay, climbed out of the club room under the jungle gym.
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