It was a Friday afternoon at 3 o'clock. Barry Pryor, the twenty-four year old head of physical education at Waltham Manor Grammar School, was not normally given to outbursts of anger, but what he now saw infuriated him. A boy had been cornered behind the school sports hall and was being beaten up by three other boys. Whilst two held his arms, the other punched him. They were yelling homophobic insults at him.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Barry shouted at them. With that they let him go and fled. Barry was too quick for them, however, and managed to grab one. "You cowardly scum! Three on to one! Brave, aren't you?" With that, he slapped the thug around the head, and told him to report to the head's office. He knew the boy as Alistair Armstrong, a good-for-nothing type, and he would check later that Armstrong did indeed go to the head.

Barry recognised their victim as one of his pupils, a very shy and good-looking fourteen-year old boy, who was sobbing his heart out. Barry put his arm consolingly around his shoulder.

"Are you all right? He asked." But the boy was too upset to answer. "Come in to my office," he said kindly.

"Yes sir," the boy managed to reply between sobs.

The boy's name was Adrian. As Adrian's PE teacher, Barry knew him only vaguely, but he sensed the boy did not find life easy at school, and felt empathy for him. Leading him into his office, Barry gave Adrian a glass of water.

"Why were those boys picking on you?" he asked.

"I don't know sir," Adrian replied.

Barry then remembered Adrian's bag was still lying on the ground outside where the yobs had thrown it.

"Stay here, I'll get your bag," Barry ordered. It was then Barry got a clue to the motive behind the attack. Sticking out of the boy's school bag was a magazine. Barry leafed through it and found a collection of scantily-clad and even naked young men. "Did it have anything to do with this?" Barry asked, as he held the lurid cover up to the boy's gaze.

Adrian blushed bright red. For a while he had held on to his guilty secret of his fondness for gay erotica, but his desires had got the better of him and he had sent off for the magazine. He had also begun wearing ladies clothes in the privacy of his bedroom and fantasised constantly about having sex with an older man whilst wearing them. The game was now up, but he couldn't admit it and didn't know what to say.

"Don't worry about it," Barry said. "That's no reason to beat anyone up in any case, is it? If you like this sort of thing, that's your business. But don't bring these to school any more, OK?"

Adrian managed a smile in reply, and began to feel more relaxed in the teacher's company, sure that his secret would be safe. In fact Barry had little interest in women, and had been caught by his mother having sex with another boy in his bedroom when he was sixteen. A scandal had ensued, which motivated Barry to concentrate entirely on his studies and leave relationships to one side. By dint of sheer hard work, he had gained employment at a top school. He managed to suppress his own gay desires by vigorous sporting activity such as long runs but still he occasionally found his mind wandering at the sight of naked boys in the showers.

"Let me give you a lift home," Barry said. "I was just about to go anyway."

"Thank you, sir," replied Adrian. "That's very kind."

They passed the short journey chatting pleasantly, and Adrian began to feel much better. Finally, Adrian indicated where he lived.

"I can come in with you if you like, to explain to your parents why you look a bit dishevelled," said Barry. "I won't say anything about the magazine, so don't worry."

"My father works away and my mother and sister aren't at home at the moment," replied the boy. "They're away for a couple of days to visit relatives. I'm on my own at the moment, sir. You can come in for a cup of coffee, if you like."

"Ok, just for five minutes" said Barry. "I just want to make sure you're all right. You still seem a bit shaken."

Adrian unlocked his front door and they entered. They both sat on the sofa, drinking their coffee. Barry looked at the boy again. Despite the cuts and bruises, he was definitely cute looking, with his shoulder length blonde hair, clear blue eyes and feminine features. His lips, for example, were fuller than is usual for boys and he had a soft, girlish voice.

"I'd better take a look at you, just to be sure," said Barry. "Take your shirt off." Adrian did so. There were a few bruises but nothing serious. Barry did notice, though, what a lovely slim body Adrian had. "Tell me, Adrian, what sort of men do you really like?"

Initially taken aback at the question, Adrian then reeled off a list of film, music and sporting stars, but then added: "I think you're nice too, sir," again unable to suppress a blush. Barry felt really attracted to Adrian, and put his hand on his head.

"You know, Adrian, you're a really nice boy." He couldn't help himself. Barry touched Adrian on the cheek and moved his lips close to the boy's. He kissed him tenderly.

Suddenly Barry realised who and what he was. "I have to go. I could get into real trouble over this. Let's just forget this ever happened, OK?" Barry left hurriedly but said he'd come back to see Adrian the next day to see if he was alright. Adrian frowned with disappointment. The kiss had made him feel good.

The next day, Saturday afternoon, Barry called at Adrian's house. "Hi, how are you today?"

"Much better. Thank you sir."

Adrian made him coffee and they talked for about half an hour. Suddenly Adrian got an idea. "Why don't you stay for dinner sir? I'm a very good cook."

"Oh I don't know Adrian. I've got some work to catch up on and ..."

Adrian cut him short. "Go on sir. Just this once."

Barry really liked the boy's company despite his misgivings and accepted the invitation. "OK then. But I have to be off by eight. Look, I want to apologise for what happened yesterday. It was totally out of character."

"Please don't apologise sir," said Adrian, putting his hand on Barry's. It was as if bolts of electricity were shooting up Barry's arm. His resolve and self-discipline melted in a trice. Adrian's beautiful blue eyes were staring into his. Barry grasped the boy's hand and moved his lips to Adrian's. They joined in a sweet kiss. This time they did not stop.

Adrian put his arms around the neck of the older man. In spite of the risks he was taking, Barry could not resist this delicious boy. Barry began to kiss his neck, savouring the softness of his young skin. He removed Adrian's t-shirt and started to gently bite his nipples, eliciting moans of enjoyment from the boy. They moved to the sofa. Barry unbuckled the boy's jeans and pulled them off, admiring his completely smooth and hairless legs - more like a young girl's than a boy's.

The PE teacher was now too far gone to turn back. He really felt drawn to this gorgeous boy. Barry kissed his thighs and belly, as Adrian gasped with pleasure. Barry lay on top of Adrian and began to kiss him passionately, whilst stroking his smooth, delicate thighs.

"Are you sure this is OK?" whispered Barry to Adrian. He couldn't believe that a dedicated professional like him was making love to one of his students. But Adrian was simply irresistible.

"Yes, it's honestly all right sir." Barry slipped down Adrian's underpants. His pubic area was completely shaven and looked delightful. His small cock was standing stiff and proud. "Do you masturbate, Adrian?" asked Barry.

"All the time," replied the boy, laughingly, "especially thinking about you." Barry felt gratified.

Barry began to lick the boy's cock and scrotum very slowly, savouring the soft, smooth skin beneath his teasing tongue. Adrian was moaning softly and girlishly, which greatly excited Barry. Then Barry started flicking his tongue at Adrian's sensitive spot, where the foreskin is attached to the gland. He also ventured further below, tonguing Adrian's perineum. Finally, Barry took the boy's erect penis into his mouth and sucked lovingly, whilst cupping his pert bottom in his strong hands. Adrian was in ecstasy.

"Ooh Mr Pryor sir, I'm going to come!" His lithe young body twitched convulsively as he clasped the back of the teacher's head and shot a thick load of cum into Barry's mouth. Barry was taken aback by the volume of Adrian's copious ejaculation but nevertheless managed to swallow every drop.

"Does that feel better?" asked Barry.

"It was wonderful sir, thank you." Again they kissed passionately, their tongues mingling lasciviously. "Can I do the same to you sir?"

"OK, but only if you really want to, sweetheart."

Adrian lowered Barry's tracksuit bottoms and stroked his cock through his y-fronts. Barry's member was already semi-hard and clearly more substantial than they young boy's. Adrian knelt on the floor, at the same time pulling Barry's underpants down. The boy took Barry's cock in his hand and tentatively licked the exposed gland. He gained confidence as he looked up at Barry and saw the enjoyment expressed in his face. Barry's cock grew to full stiffness as Adrian took more of it in his mouth, twisting the foreskin as he sucked. Every so often he tickled Barry's balls to enhance the teacher's enjoyment.

Although Adrian's blow job was quite amateurish, Barry found his enthusiasm and energy incredibly stimulating. After several minutes he felt his pleasure rise to a peak and his hips began to buck. Finally, he closed his eyes and spurted violently in Adrian's mouth. The young boy tried to swallow all the semen that flooded into his mouth but couldn't prevent some from dribbling down his mouth and chin.

Barry felt wonderful. He felt that he had expelled years of sexual frustration in that delicious orgasm. As for Adrian, all his dreams had come true. They embraced for a long time, Adrian with his head on Barry's chest. Just being held tightly around the waist by the man he so admired was the best thing of all. He felt safe and wanted.

After a while they parted. "I just need to pop over to my place for some things", said Barry, "but I'll be right back." Barry put his clothes back on, got in his car and drove off. Adrian had a surprise for his handsome lover that night.

With mounting excitement, Adrian got into the shower. He dried and powdered himself, spraying a little of his sister's perfume on his neck, ankles and bottom. He looked in his wardrobe and found his secret stash of clothes - white bra with breast inserts, matching knickers, pleated grey skirt, knee-high white cotton socks, aqua coloured blouse and some block heeled black shoes. He had saved up his pocket money and bought them from a mail-order catalogue, without his parents suspecting a thing.

Adrian slipped on the white knickers and bra; immediately his little cock became erect. He suppressed the desire to masturbate as he wanted to keep himself for his new lover. He put the rest of the clothes on and checked himself in the mirror. He didn't look too bad for a novice transvestite. He had some naturally feminine features, so he didn't have that far to go to transform into a girl. There was a knock at the door. Adrian rushed to the window and his heart almost skipped a beat on seeing Barry at the door. He was apprehensive about how Barry was going to react on seeing him in his schoolgirl outfit.

Adrian opened the door and Barry gave him a look of utter astonishment. "What do you think, sir?" asked Adrian, but Barry was too dumbstruck to reply. Adrian took this as disapproval and hung his head disappointedly. "You don't like it, do you sir?"

"On the contrary, you look absolutely lovely sweetheart," replied Barry, unable to believe his eyes and feeling his cock harden, producing a tent effect in the crotch of his tracksuit. Adrian's face beamed with happiness and he flung his arms around Barry's solid frame, hugging him. Barry restrained him gently.

"Let's take our time. Let's have dinner first." Barry had brought a bottle of wine to go with the meal Adrian would cook, which was vegetable casserole.

They spent a lovely evening together. Adrian even had a couple of glasses of wine. He was unused to alcohol, and this lowered his inhibitions. The pair then watched a video, with Adrian sat happily on Barry's lap and leaning back against his chest, anticipating with relish what was to come. Even better was the thought there was no school the next day.

"Well, time for bed, I think little lady," said Barry. Even though he knew Barry was only joking with him, he was excited by the thought he was at least being considered as a girl. He was thrilled still more when Barry picked him up and carried him to his bedroom.

Laying his lovely burden gently on the bed, Barry began by kissing Adrian and stroking his thighs under his school skirt. Turning him on his belly, Barry hitched up Adrian's skirt, tucking the hem into the waistband, and slipped his white cotton knickers down. He kissed and licked Adrian's bum and then introduced him to a new pleasure, when he pushed his tongue in his anal opening, causing the boy to moan with pleasure.

"Please sir, I want to feel you inside me!"

"Well, angel, you're very tight but let's see if we can loosen you up a little." Barry took a tube of lubricant he had brought and applied it liberally to Adrian's anus. "Now just try to relax. Push as if you were going to the toilet." Barry managed to push the full length of his index finger into Adrian, who was now groaning continually. Barry then replaced his finger with an anal vibrator, not too thick, but enough to widen the boy's sphincter.

"Oh Mr Pryor sir, that feels so good!" Barry had never seen anything so erotic as this young boy expressing sexual pleasure.

Barry stripped off his clothes with alacrity, his penis standing bolt upright. He lay on his back and asked the boy to sit on top of him.

"Now just guide it in gently and stop if it hurts too much, OK?" But Adrian was determined to be fucked for the first time, whatever the discomfort. He lowered himself on to Barry's hard penis, with his back to his teacher.

After several attempts, he managed to get the head in his opening. Then he relaxed and pushed down on his lover's member, getting it partly in.

"How does that feel, angel?" enquired Barry, kissing Adrian tenderly on the neck.

"It's not too bad, sir," replied Adrian. Holding him by the hips, Barry turned his young lover on his side, eased his cock in the rest of the way, and slowly began to slide it in and out of the boy's lubricated opening. At first Adrian felt a certain amount of pain, but gradually the discomfort subsided and he began to enjoy the sensations radiating out from the base of his spine to the rest of his body.

Indeed, he began to push his bottom against Barry at each stroke so as to be penetrated to the maximum. Barry was very gentle and loving, restraining himself from giving full vent to the passion that was now overcoming him. But Adrian's softness and sweet fragrance intoxicated Barry and drove him to thrust harder.

Barry then pulled out of Adrian and put him on all fours. He looked so sexy in his white knee socks and his skirt around his waist, with his delectable bottom raised so invitingly. Barry again entered him and resumed his fucking. He had great sexual stamina, and spent a good 15 minutes probing Adrian before feeling the bitter-sweet sensation of approaching orgasm.

"Oh, I'm going to come, sweetie," Barry groaned with an exhilaration he had never felt before. With that his whole body trembled and he spurted jet after jet of thick semen deep into Adrian's bowels.

Adrian felt deliriously happy that he had lost his virginity to this gorgeous man. The lovers kissed and cuddled for a long time. Finally, Barry stood the boy up, divested him of his schoolgirl uniform, and then sat him on his knee. Whilst they kissed continually, Barry began to slide the boy's foreskin back and forth over his gland. Before long, Adrian trembled and ejaculated hard.

"Thank you, sir," gasped Adrian.

"Oh, I think we can dispense with the formalities now, don't you? It's Barry from now on." Adrian curled up in his lover's strong arms, and slept like a baby, with his bum pressed into Barry's stomach. He had the delightful prospect of more sweet sex the next morning. As for Barry, he wanted to continue seeing Adrian, but his main problem would be keeping the relationship secret.

To be continued.