As I walked back to my room I had trouble comprehending what had just happened. All those new feelings of pleasure and excitement, the feelings were indescribably beautiful. Yet from everything I have learned it was so wrong, no boy should get pleasure from another man, especially his teacher. It felt so wrong yet it felt so right, so good.
The next night I was knocking at his door at 7pm.
"Come"
I opened the door and entered, he was sitting in the same chair and said the same things.
"Close the door and lock it. Now take off all your clothes."
This time it was different though, it felt different. As I was shedding my clothes I felt a tingling, stirring in my groin. When I was naked standing before him, my cock was getting hard.
"Did you enjoy last night?" he said.
I could feel my face blushing.
"From what I can see, it looks like you did. Did you masturbate last night? Be honest."
"No Sir, I didn't," I said.
"What were you thinking about when you were in bed last night?"
"I was thinking about what happened with you." I stammered.
"Good, good, so you did like it then? Well you liked it because it felt good, it gave you pleasure and you saw it gave me pleasure. The thought that someone could use your body for their pleasure also turned you on. Is that true?"
"I g.g.guess so."
"That is good, because over the next few days I am going to teach you, train you how to give me pleasure, all the things that I like, do you understand and are you willing to learn?"
Again I stammered out a Yes.
"By letting yourself, your body, give me pleasure, you will also get pleasure."
"I have a present for you, on the table." He said.
I looked over to the table and saw a pair of white silky satin panties and matching bra.
"I want you to put them on."
I moved to the table and gingerly picked up the panties, they felt so soft and slippery as I rubbed them my hands. Then I proceeded to put them on. As I pulled them up my legs they felt so good against my skin. I tucked my rock hard cock into them then picked up the bra, slipping my arms through the straps.
"Come over here and let me do that up for you, it is a training bra so it will fit you perfectly."
I walked over and turned around so he could fasten the clips. The feeling of the restriction on my shoulders and around my back was indescribable and the soft satin made my nipple rock hard.