Word had spread fast about my adventures in the principal's office. When it came to gossip, this school was worse than a leaking ship.
It was not pleasant, more so for someone like me who was 18. The guys avoided me. They were convinced I was gay. Why else would anyone suck a cock? So what if the principal had sternly demanded that? No self-respecting straight guy would ever do it. They made jibes at me, taunted me with fruitcake remarks. Even some of the male teachers joined in -- they would begin fondling their privates in front of me. It was quite horrible.
Each day, I retreated more and more into a shell. I stopped talking to people. It affected my grades. I dreaded school. I would have done something silly had Mrs. Nivedita not intervened.
Mrs. Nivedita was the biology teacher. I did not know any guy who had not jerked off to her. She was quite an exhibitionist -- her cleavage showed, courtesy her deep cut blouses. She had lovely breasts -- supple, firm, and more than a handful. She usually wore dark coloured sarees that wonderfully complimented her ivory skin, and those full pink lips. Her voluptuous behind called out for a good spanking. She was indeed a full-bodied buxom woman.
She was taking a sex education class. Suddenly, a fellow student gets up and asks her what a man is supposed to do with an erect penis. Clearly this was yet another jibe made at me. I could feel the tears well up in my eyes.
She took her time to answer, "I would say that until you grow up you keep yourself away from erect penises, even your own. The best thing you could probably do is take cold showers."
There was a pause. She let it hang in the air for a while, "But for all the guys here who think they are grown up enough to be men... Well... let me show you."
She called me over to the dais. My face hung, I walked looking down at the floor.
"My, my! What a handsome young man you have become" she said, "I almost did not notice you were all grown up now. Let me see what you have down there."
