Sex Ed

My son brought the letter home with him from school. He is a great kid, and he didn’t act nervous about the letter, so I wasn’t worried it was anything bad.

We had been living alone since his mom and I divorced four years ago. Jake was now in his last year of middle school. My ex-wife and I had met in high school, our first year. We dated through our freshmen and sophomore years. Then, in our junior year, she got pregnant with Jake. We married, continued high school, and even went on to college.

After dinner, I read the note. It was requesting me to be at the school the upcoming Friday. The school had begun a new program where there would be a class with parent/child involvement. After reading the letter, I went to Jake to ask if he knew more about the class than what the letter said. He shrugged and said that it was a one-time class, and they had been doing them every other Friday for almost the whole year.

I own my own construction company, so I’d have no trouble getting off work. I don’t schedule much on Fridays anyway. They are typically clean-up days.

I arrived about fifteen minutes early and went to the room listed on the letter. There were about ten dads already there. By five till, there were twenty-three of us. I had expected Jake to already be there, but none of the kids were.

A man came into the room and introduced himself as the health teacher. He said our sons would be in soon. I figured, then, that this would be some kind of sex education class for boys, and the school wanted the fathers to be present.

The bell rang for class to start, and the hall emptied out. I could hear the classroom doors shutting. Mr. Heilmann, the health teacher, asked us to follow him across the hall. The room we entered was a large bathroom. There were a dozen shower stalls, toilets, urinals, and sinks.

Mr. Heilmann told us to take off our clothes and place them on the bench along the wall. We all started undressing. As we were getting naked, ten boys from the high school came in the room wearing speedos. Mr. Heilmann began pairing us up with the high school boys.

When I was naked, one of the boys led me to a shower stall. I stepped under the water, and he used a long-handled brush to start washing me. When he finished, he told me to bend over, and he inserted an enema into my butt. When I was full, he sat me on the toilet, and I let the water go. He cleaned me in the shower again, gave me another enema, I expelled it, then he cleaned me again. This was going on all around me.

After being cleaned inside and out, I was led to a sink. The boy lathered my dick and balls with shaving cream, then he shaved my pubic hair with a straight razor. I stood there until he had shaven my dick and balls bare. I bent over and he shaved my asshole. I wasn’t embarrassed over my cock getting hard during this, because I noticed most of the dads had erections.

We were finished up at different times, and Mr. Heilmann had us wait until everyone was through. At that time, he told us to leave our clothes here, and we all walked naked back across the hall and into the classroom.

Our sons were in the room waiting on us. They sat naked at their desks. Stools had been placed beside the desks for us to sit on. There were reporters in the room taking pictures and videotaping. Mr. Heilmann asked us to ignore them. They were making a documentary on this new project. After the class, he said they may ask to interview us, and we were free to participate or not.

Mr. Heilmann stood behind his large desk at the front of the room. He said he would pick some of us to help with various presentations throughout the class. He said the first thing we would discuss would be masturbation. He asked for a show of hands from every guy who masturbated at least once a week. Every hand went up. He talked about masturbation, the different ways and different stuff to do during masturbation like squeezing your nipples or sticking your finger up your butt.

The teacher chose a dad sitting in the second row to come to his desk. He told the dad to sit or lay on the desk and show the class how he masturbates. The man sat on the desk with his legs open facing the class and began jerking on his dick. He was tightly circumcised and used spit to lubricate his hand. His cock became fully engorged and he was pumping in a smooth, steady rhythm. The dad had his head tilted back and his mouth open. He was moaning and very much enjoying what he was doing. His balls had drawn up tight and his hand stopped and held tightly to his hard on. He shot a stream of cum from his dick and the teacher caught it in a glass. The dad pumped some more and continued ejaculating. The teacher caught most in the glass. When the dad finished, he was given a warm wash cloth to clean himself. He went back to sit beside his son. He was the only one without a hard-on. The teacher put the glass of cum on the son’s desk.

Mr. Heilmann told us we would next discuss heterosexual sex. He gave a brief lecture then said we’d have a demonstration. A young girl from the high school was brought in. We were told she had volunteered in order to earn the community service hours she needed for graduation. She was laid across the desk with her legs facing the class. Mr. Heilmann had two of the high school boys who had prepared us earlier pull the girl’s legs apart and hold them. He then began telling the class about vaginas and demonstrated the various female parts using the girl.

One dad was chosen to demonstrate heterosexual intercourse. He went to the front of the class and was told to penetrate the girl. The teacher said the dad would demonstrate vaginal intercourse, not lovemaking techniques, so he was only required to fuck the girl. He explained that the girl had been put on the birth control pill, that safe sex would not be demonstrated at this time. This girl had been used in all these demonstrations this year, so she was not a virgin. She had been chosen because she wasn’t a virgin when these courses began. She had been sexually penetrated by several of the high school football players.

The dad climbed on top of the girl. His erection easily slid into the girl’s vagina. He was pumping as Mr. Heilmann lectured. We watched as the dad’s cock fucked the girl. Mr. Heilmann had one of the high school boys hold up the dad’s balls so we could see the penetration better. This dad did have a low-hanging set. When he was ready to cum, he asked if he needed to pull out. The teacher told him to ejaculate inside the girl. The dad shoved his cock in all the way and let out a heavy grunt as he emptied his balls deep inside the girl’s pussy. When he finished, he was given some towels and soap to clean off his genitals. He sat back down next to his son. Before the girl was taken from the room, one high school boy was told to give the girl an orgasm. He stepped in and massaged her clit until she squealed her orgasm. Some of the dad’s cum was expelled from the girl’s stretched hole and another high school student caught it in a glass. He was told to put the glass on the son’s desk.

After the girl left, Mr. Heilmann said we’d discuss homosexual sex. After a brief lecture, he chose a black man from the back of the class and me. I went to the desk and stood beside the black man. We were asked if we had ever had homosexual sex before and if we had an inclination to it. We both responded in the negative.

Mr. Heilmann had two high school boys measure our erections. Mine was announced as being five inches long. The black dad was announced as having eight inches. The teacher said that since the black dad was better endowed, he would be the alpha male in our demonstration. I was told to lay across the desk with my ass facing the class. To open me up for penetration, the black dad would eat out my hole and get me loosened.

I had never experienced this sensation, and I moaned loudly as the black dad’s thick tongue pleasured my butthole. As he worked on me, when he pushed his tongue into me, I easily opened up and relaxed so it could enter. I looked back over my shoulder as the class watched me being prepared to get fucked in the ass. My eyes rolled back in my head. I felt very close to cumming.

When Mr. Heilmann thought I was ready to be fucked, he told the black dad to penetrate me. I was rolled over on my back and the two high school boys held my legs open like they had done with the girl. The black man laid down on top of me. I started to tense as I felt the head of his big dick pushing on my balls. He put his mouth on mine and pushed his tongue between my lips. As his tongue was invading my mouth, my concentration went to this. The fat head of his dick popped through my ass lips, and I let out a scream.

As I tried to push the black man off of me, the teacher lectured about me losing my asshole virginity. As I felt searing pain through my butthole, the teacher explained to the class how painful this was, being my first time, but that future times would be more enjoyable. As the big black dick pushed deeper into me, and I cried and begged to have it taken out, the teacher told the class how I would adjust to loving this and would enjoy it eventually.

The black dad’s dick was all the way inside my butt, his tongue was deep down my throat, and tears flowed from my eyes. I cried harder when he started fucking in and out of me. His eight inch cock hammered my virgin butt. The class watched as his big black balls drew up in their sack. When he was ready to cum, he asked the teacher if he was to cum inside me or pull out and shoot it on me. The teacher told him to shoot his sperm into my body. The big black cock pounded harder, then I felt the explosion inside my ass. The black man’s hot, thick sperm shot deep inside me, filling me up with another man’s ball juice.

The black man pulled his softening cock from my used butthole. It remained gaping open. He was given towels and soap to clean up as I lay there recovering from the fucking I had just been given. The teacher pointed out to the class that some of the cum would drain out of my hole. A high school boy collected it in a glass and gave it to the son. I went back to sit beside my son as my hard cock bounced the way in front of me.

Mr. Heilmann explained we had demonstrated the basic types of sex. Of course, there were many variations, but our goal, thus far, was to cover the two main types of penetration with a partner and masturbation. He looked around the room commenting on our erections. He had the high school boys pass out shot-sized drinking glasses. He told us to masturbate ourselves to orgasm and to ejaculate into the glasses. The three dad’s who had already ejaculated could jerk off, or if they didn’t need to, there was already a sperm sample from them. They chose to cum again. The high school boys were allowed to participate in this part, too. So, they removed their swimming suits to let their young man dicks be free.

Moans and grunts accompanied by heavy breathing erupted at various times throughout the room as we all jerked off. My ass felt sore and wet. I could feel the black dad’s cum deep inside me. Pictures continued to be taken and the cameras continued filming us. Within ten minutes, we had all shot our wads into our cups. I was very worked up and had a heavy load in my balls. I shot a big wad and filled the shot glass about half full. When my son shot, he came very close to matching my load size. He took after me in the nut size department, built just like his daddy. We sat our glasses side by side on his desk and waited for everyone to finish.

The teacher told us to drink about half of our ejaculate. We were to taste our ball juice. We all did this, then we were told to trade with our sons. I swallowed my son’s cum, and he swallowed mine. I noticed as his load ran across my tongue that his juice was just a bit sweeter than mine, but they were very close in taste. I looked at my boy as he drank my load from the glass. I asked him if it tasted okay. He said it was pretty good.

Mr. Heilmann told us that our sons have had instruction for the last part of the class. The high school boys had also been trained and would assist. He said our balls and dicks had been shaved, because we would be castrated by our sons. Now that we had cum, our balls would loosen up and the scrotum would relax making it easier for our nuts to be removed.

The high school boys began placing the equipment to be used to castrate us on our son’s desks. We were instructed to face our sons and move forward on our stools so our balls hung off the edge of the seat. I moved forward placing myself in position to make it easy for my son to cut my balls off of me.

We were to remain still throughout the procedure. We were going to experience some heavy pain, but it would be worth it. My son took hold of my balls and gently massaged them to loosen my sack up some more. I watched his long fingers just developing into a man’s strong hand, kneed my sack and work my balls, rolling them and feeling for the cords inside that connected them to me.

The dads were told to hold their dick out of the way. I lifted my soft cock up and held it in my left hand. My son took a sharp scalpel and sliced across the top of my sack where it connected to the underside of my dick. I cried out. My cries mingled with the other dad’s as our ballsacks were being opened up.

The boys continued to cut around the base of our sacks where they connected to our bodies. The pain was worse than being fucked. I cried along with the other dads. Our balls came free as our scrotums were pulled from our bodies.

My son laid my severed ballsack on the desk. My nuts were hanging by their cords over the edge of the stool I sat on. My boy tied two pieces of filament around the cord on my right nut. Then he did this to my left. He took scissors and snipped the cord between the filament. He held my severed testicle in his hand. He then cut my other nut loose. He placed them both on the desk next to my scrotum skin. The high school boys did the stitching to seal the hole closed under our dicks where our balls used to hang.

I was looking at my two nuts and my sack laying on my son’s desk. He got up and hugged me. I hugged him back. I’ve always thought he was the best son a dad could have. I reached between his legs and felt his heavy man balls. As I cupped them in my palm, the teacher told us the class was about over.

We had been in there all afternoon and school was ready to be let out. The high school boys had taken our severed genitals and sealed them in jars in fluid to preserve them. They were bringing them back to our sons as we were told to go back across the hall to get dressed. The bell rang to let school out. The halls were full of middle schoolers as we squeezed through them to get back to our clothes.

I was stopped by one of the reporters with a camera and asked if I would answer a few questions. I happily agreed. After the interview, I signed off on letting all the video and pictures of me and my son be aired or published. I also agreed to let them interview and record me in the future to show how I would change.

Jake and I went out to dinner and got pizza.