Kindergarten-aged boy, possibly a mouse. Location: Kindergarten's storage room, situation: Abuse of confidence / trust with a teacher that ends up with the cub in tears

A Matter of Trust

Caleb had been attending kindergarten at Reetmine Elementary school for several months now.  It had been a difficult transition to start with as leaving the safety of his parents side was something he had dreaded, mostly due to his mother’s hysterics.  The closer that they got to the day that he was going to spend most of his time in a kindergarten classroom rather than in her home, the more that she got frantic and possessive of him.  By the time the day came he figured that he’d be swept up by the boogeycat the moment he set foot outside of the door.  Needless to say this was a horrifying concept to the five year old mouse.  Still, his father insisted that he start kindergarten on time, just like all the other kids.  

When the day arrived Caleb was wrenched from his mother’s vice-like grip and driven out to the elementary school which was only ten miles away; to Caleb it felt like the other side of the world.  The young mouse was brought into the school by his father, and deposited in a classroom with a bunch of other kids who he had never met before.  His grip on his father’s hand tightened when he saw what was going on in the room.

“It’s alright Caleb, this is your new classroom, you should get to know some of the other kids.”

Caleb tried to back up behind his father, but instead he felt himself pushed forward.

“Go on now; I’ll pick you up in the afternoon.”

The young mouse pushed up his large glasses, which had slipped down his nose, and looked around the room nervously, his tail twitching, as he watched the rest of the kids in the room.  His fears began to subside as he saw they were all playing with various toys and overall just having a good time.  By the time he turned around again his father had vanished and he no longer felt safe, at the same time another kid in his class began to cry for his mother and that Caleb felt his fear grow again and tears start welling up in his eyes.  But before he began to cry he felt a warm hand on his shoulder.

“Hello class, why don’t we all have a seat.”

Caleb looked up to see a tall, adult rat in brown slacks and a collared shirt, who looked down at him with gentle bespectacled eyes.  He didn’t understand why the rat didn’t scare him, but he was suddenly grateful for his existence as it filled the void that his father had left.  The rabbit knelt down and looked him in the eyes before Caleb felt a paw push his glasses back up his nose again.

“There we go, I guess we both have the same problem there,” the black-furred rat said as he pushed his own small, circular glasses back up the bridge of his nose. “Now why don’t you sit down in the middle of the room with everyone else?”

Caleb became aware of the fact that all the other kids in the room were now seated on the floor in the middle of the classroom, so he moved quickly and sat down with the rest of them as his teacher began to write on the white board in the front of the classroom with a blue dry-erase marker.

“Hello class, my name is Louis Hain, but you all can call me Mr. Hain.  Can you say ‘Hello Mr. Hain?’”

The rest of the class including Caleb repeated his greeting with varying success.

Caleb saw Mr. Hain turn around and smile at everyone.

“Now that you all know who I am, let’s have everyone else say their name, and after each person we’re all going to say hello to them.”

Caleb soon became familiar with all the rest of the kids in his class, and after introductions they were all allowed to play with some of the toys in the classroom.  There were blocks and clay and all kinds of different colored plastic toys to play with.  Caleb decided to go for the clay and wound up playing with another kid in his class making little colorful snakes and other animals.  After a while he switched over to some colorful trucks, and while he was playing with them Mr. Hain announced that it was snack time.  Graham crackers and juice were handed out to everyone and Caleb gnawed away happily on one of his favorite foods.  When everyone had finished, Mr. Hain pulled out a bunch of spongy mats and proclaimed that it was nap time.  All of his classmates grabbed a mat and laid down on them, Caleb did the same not wanting to be out of place.

The room went quiet save for the sounds of Mr. Hain at his desk at the front of the room.  Unfortunately, despite trying his hardest, Caleb couldn’t manage to get himself to fall asleep.  He noticed that many of his classmates were already resting soundly, but he found it impossible to let himself drift off.  He tossed and turned and eventually sat up and put his glasses back on to see if anyone else was having the same trouble.  To his dismay, everyone else looked asleep.  He then heard a whisper behind him.

“Having trouble sleeping Caleb?” It was Mr. Hain.
“I’m not sleepy Mr. Hain, is there something wrong with me?”
“Oh no Caleb, there’s nothing wrong, I’m sure you’ll fall asleep.”
“But Mr. Hain what if I can’t.”
“Don’t worry Caleb, try today, and if you keep on having problems I’ll be sure to help you, trust me.”

Caleb laid back down again but never really made it to sleep that day.  After nap time ended, he sat with the rest of his class as they went over learning colors from his teacher and then there was more free time.  When the bell finally rang and Caleb saw his father had shown up to bring him home.

When he got there, his mother embraced him and held him close as if he had been gone years.  His father simply smiled and asked him how his day had gone.  Caleb told his parents all about how his first day went; who he got to meet, and gushed about how nice Mr. Hain was.  By the time that Caleb finally went to bed that evening he was actually looking forward to going to kindergarten the next day.

The following day Caleb arrived at his classroom ready to spend more time with his new classmates as well as with his new teacher.  He learned about counting and got to use finger paints for the first time, he had never really had the chance to use them before and it was fun getting his hands covered in various colors.  Eventually nap time came around again and Caleb found himself in the same situation as the previous day; sleep was just not happening.  After trying his hardest to doze off, he once again sat up and put on his glasses.

“Having trouble sleeping again?”

Caleb looked up at Mr. Hain, and nodded.

“Can you help Mr. Hain?”
“I said I would, so why don’t you come with me and we’ll do something fun.” Mr. Hain stuck his hand out.
“You mean it Mr. Hain?” Caleb said as he took his teacher’s hand.
“Of course; in fact Caleb, you can call me Louis if you’d like.”
“Okay, Louis.”

Caleb was quietly lead out of the classroom and down the hall.

“This is where all the 3rd graders are.”

Caleb was lifted up by his teacher and so he could look in through the small window of the classroom and see the older cubs sitting in their rows of desks.

“What are they doing?”
“They’re learning math, something you don’t have to worry about right now.”

After Caleb was shown all the classrooms in the hall, Mr. Hain walked him back to his own classroom and nap time was just about over.  Caleb was lifted up by his teacher as he tip-toed through the rest of the sleeping class before he was set down on his mat.  Mr. Hain whispered to him as he put him down:

“We can take a little trip each day during nap time, there’s plenty to see at the school.”
“I’m not gonna get in trouble am I?”
“Not if you’re with me Caleb, trust me.”

Caleb smiled and pushed his glasses back up his nose again before making it look like he was napping just like everyone else.

Each day after this, provided that Caleb wasn’t actually tired, his teacher would quietly tap him on the shoulder, just after nap time had begun, and the two would venture out and look at the rest of the school.  Sometimes he saw other students or the big kid’s playground outside; and then there were the special times where he got to see the teacher’s lounge.  

Caleb got the chance to meet almost all the other teachers in the school.  There was Mrs. Mulroy who taught the 2nd graders, she was nice and smelled like flowers; then there was Mr. Watts who was a teacher for the 4th graders.  He was kind of quiet and reserved, but still nice.  In fact, all the teachers there were nice, and they all loved when Caleb stopped by.  That is, save for one teacher, Mr. Burks.  Mr. Burks was a middle-aged, slightly overweight, ferret who always smelled of cigarettes.  He always grumbled about having some kid in the lounge saying that he was there to get away from the brats for a little while.  Caleb never found out exactly which grade he taught, but he knew he didn’t want to have anything to do with him.

Every day Caleb would go on his “nap-time adventures” and every afternoon he would return home and talk about how great Mr. Hain was and how much he was learning.  Eventually even his parents became enamored with his teacher and made a point of going to meet him during a PTA meeting.  They found out that Mr. Hain lived on his own. Caleb’s mother invited him over for dinner and despite his insistence that he was fine she wouldn’t take no for an answer.  

“You’re still a growing boy and need to eat.” She would say while she heaped more food on the rat’s plate.

So a few times a month Caleb even got to see his teacher after he was home from school.

In compensation for the fine meals, Mr. Hain said that he’d be willing to help out in getting Caleb back from kindergarten once school had ended for the day.  This was a huge help for Caleb’s father since there was only one family car and it looked like he was going to have to put in some real overtime in the next few months.  Caleb had no problem getting a ride from Mr. Hain as he had already been transported by his teacher a few times before when his mother called the school and said that his father was going to be late and asked if there was any other parent around who might be able to get him home.  The young mouse grew to consider his teacher just like if he had an older brother, and the two were seen quite often around the school with each other as the months continued on.

Spring had rolled around, and on this particular day Louis had opened the windows so a nice breeze could fill the room rather than it getting all stuff.  Caleb kept looking up at the clock above the white board and trying to get it to move along a little faster.  As much as he liked learning from Louis, he was even happier to have some additional personal time.  The young mouse idly played with one of the buttons of his overalls as he pushed his glasses up his nose and stared up at the front of the classroom where his teacher was sitting.  Louis seemed engrossed in going over their small quiz on shapes and certainly wasn’t looking at how close it was to nap time.  Caleb decided to take it upon himself to make him aware of things, mostly in the hope that he might just start nap time early.  He took small, calculated steps up to his teacher’s desk, taking care to avoid the colorful blocks that had been strewn about the room.  When he got to his teacher’s gray metal desk he stepped around the side and very carefully grabbed one of his pant legs and tugged it.

“Mr. Hain?”
“Oh, hello Caleb, is something wrong?” Louis looked down at him.
“It’s getting real close to nap time and you haven’t even had us take out the mats.”

Caleb saw his teacher glance up at the clock.

“So it is almost time, but not quite yet Caleb.”
“Oh, okay.”

Caleb looked down at his feet and shuffled them still standing next to Louis’ desk before he felt him touch his shoulder and whisper in his ear.

“Just wait a little longer; I have somewhere special to show you today.”

Caleb lifted up his head and smiled as he once again pushed his glasses up his nose.  Of course knowing this didn’t help his perception of time, which was already at a crawl as it was, but he decided he could grin and bear it.  So he turned around and felt a swat on his butt from his teacher basically telling him to get back with the rest of the students.  Caleb sat down in a small, plastic chair and played with some clay again, trying to engross himself until it was finally time.  While he was working on a fine rendition of a lumpy pot, and finishing the last of his snacks, when he heard the magic words from his teacher.

“Nap time everyone.”

The young mouse was the first to the mats and the first to set his down, slipping off his glasses and trying not to look too excited while wriggling around on his back.  The rest of his class were soon also down on the mats, and after waiting in nervously for around 10 minutes he finally felt his teacher’s gentle hand touch him.  Caleb sat up and felt his glassed being slipped on to his face by his teacher.

“I think we can get going now Caleb.”

Caleb felt himself picked up and he grabbed his teacher around the neck as the two slipped out of the room full of sleeping students.

“Where are we going today Louis?”
“Somewhere very special, I think you’ll like it.”

Louis switched to giving Caleb a piggyback ride as they walked through the halls.  This time they passed beyond all the different classroom and kept going toward where the teacher’s lounge was; except this time Louis went right past that room and too another room that Caleb had never really noticed before.  Caleb was let down and he looked up at the door to the room, he noticed that the knob of the door looked funny, it had metal buttons with numbers next to them.  He watched as Mr. Hain pushed a sequence of the buttons that made little metallic clicks, and then turned the knob and pushed the door inward.

“Come on Caleb.” Louis motioned.

Caleb took to his heals and slid into the opening while his teacher followed close behind.  The door started to close and the young mouse realized that it was dark in the room, but before the light from outside had gone a couple of overhead fluorescent lights blinked on and illuminated the room.  

As Caleb pushed his glasses up and started to look around. He saw tall metal shelves that were crammed with all kinds of boxes and bottles.

“Where is this?” He inquired
“This is our school storage room; this is where we keep all our extra supplies for the classrooms.  This is also the first time I’ve been responsible for it.”
“Wow.” Caleb said.
“I also get to set the combination on the door, so we don’t have to worry about people wondering why we’re here since only I know it.”

Caleb walked up to the first shelf and grabbed a box which read pencils.  He slipped it open and immediately smelled a familiar woody scent and saw it was filled with neat rows of unsharpened pencils.

“Caleb, come over here for a second.”

Upon hearing his teacher he closed the box and set it back down with the rest and then walked through the narrow shelves to the back of the storage room.  He saw Louis pointing to a particular area of a shelf and when Caleb got a better look he saw that it was filled with finger paints, all fresh and unopened.

“Cool!”
“I bet you could take a few to bring home, I’m sure your mother wouldn’t mind.”
“You mean it Louis?”
“Of course, pick out your favorite colors, we can put them in my car since I’ll be driving you home today.”
“Yes!”

Caleb rooted through all the containers trying to find some blue and red, and maybe yellow.  He really just wanted to take all of them but didn’t want to look greedy either, something his mother always warned him about.

“Whoops!  Look out!”

Caleb heard the warning but couldn’t move as he felt something plastic hit him followed by a very wet feeling on his head.  He saw the bottle with only a small amount of black liquid hit the floor and go spinning under a shelf.

“Oh no, who left that bottle of ink there?” Louis said exasperatingly.

Caleb wiped his head with his hand and then looked at it and saw it was covered in black ink, he then looked at his clothing and saw that he had gotten the same ink all over his overalls and his favorite blue shirt.  Before he could do much more he felt his teacher pull him over and start trying to wipe the ink off head with a rag.

“You’ve got ink all over you now, I’m so sorry Caleb.” Louis wiped as much of the ink as he could off of Caleb but it didn’t do much good.
“What do I do now?”  Caleb was looking at his clothes. “I don’t want to go back to class like this.”
“Don’t worry Caleb, I think we can fix this problem, but you gotta trust me.”
“I trust you Louis.”
“Good, now take your shoes off, they have a little ink on them too, and I can get those wiped off with a sink in the teacher’s lounge.”

Caleb worked his laces with small hands until he had them untied and then slipped off his shoes and handed them to his teacher.

“Good.  Now there’s also a laundry machine in a room behind the teacher’s lounge just for this kind of problem, usually we deal with mud, but it should work for this too.  Of course I’ll need your clothes for that.”

Caleb thought about what he would have to do for that and then looked nervous.

“I-I don’t know if I want to.”
“Don’t worry Caleb, you can stay in here until I get back, no one will see you.”
“Um, okay Louis.” Caleb still looked nervous.
“Good.  Let me help you get off these messy clothes.”

Caleb stood in nervous stillness as his teacher knelt down in front of him and unbuttoned one of the straps to his overalls.  The strap fell down and swung lazily for a moment before stopping.  The second button soon followed, and when it was released the overalls dropped down right over his hips and ended in a heap on the floor.

“There we go.” Louis said as he lifted Caleb up enough to slid the overalls out from under him before setting him down again. “Now I need your shirt, so lift up your arms.”
Caleb’s shirt was long enough that it came down just over his thighs, as he lifted his arms his underwear came into view.  His teacher grabbed the edges of his sleeves and pulled his ink-spotted shirt up and over his head, knocking his glasses out of alignment for a moment.  When he straightened them he saw his teacher balling the clothing up in his arms.

“I’m gonna go and wash these real quickly.  You just wait here and I’ll be back.”

For a brief moment Caleb wanted to cry out and ask his teacher not to leave, but he was far too nervous to do anything more than wring his hands and watch as his teacher left the room.  When the door clicked shut again Caleb realized that he was all alone in the store room standing in just his underwear and socks.  

When all was silent, Caleb could hear the just hum of the fluorescent lights followed by his own breathing, which had become fast enough, due to how nervous he was, that his tummy was moving in and out with each breath.  He didn’t know what to do with himself as he wrung his hands.  He felt very exposed, and the idea of being seen in just his underwear by anyone besides his parents; even his own teacher, was just a little too embarrassing.  So Caleb simply stood there, heart beating rapidly, hoping that his teacher would come back as quickly as possible.

The longer he lingered the more his ears picked up little sounds, creaks from the shelves, small noises possibly from outside of the storage room.  He backed as far in a corner away from the entrance to the storage room, which made him feel a little safer.  As he stood there his ears picked up a metallic clicking noise, and then he heard the door sweep open.  Part of him wanted to rush forward, figuring that his teacher came back, but the thought of being anywhere near that opening door in just his underwear was enough to keep him back.  The light from outside the room faded again and the door clicked shut, but Louis did not appear.

“L-Louis?” Caleb said nervously.

Caleb’s ears caught the sound of footsteps and soon after he smelled something.  He recognized it as the nasty odor of cigarettes, and as the footsteps got louder Caleb found himself shrinking as far into the corner as he could.  He saw a figure through the shelves and his fears started to build as he saw Mr. Burk come into view.  

The ferret looked to his right and then to his left and that’s when his eyes met Caleb’s.

“Well what have we here?  What’s a little mouse like you doing in the storage closet?”

Caleb cringed and didn’t say a word as he felt Mr. Burk walk up close to him.

“Not talking eh?  Doesn’t matter, I figure this is my lucky day.  Now come here.”

Caleb saw Mr. Burk start to reach for him and he tried to escape, only being in the corner made it hard for him to maneuver.  Instead he wound up bumping against a shelf which caused sheets of white paper to fall down all over the place.  He tried to once again scramble away, but the paper caused him to slip instead and he felt Mr. Burk’s hand grab his foot which caused Caleb to squeak loudly.  He pushed away with his opposite foot, his socks slipping off of both as they were pulled by the ferret until his ankle was grabbed and despite frantically trying to crawl away he was soon pulled into Mr. Burks grasp.

“Now, now Caleb,” Mr. Burk spoke in a hushed tone as he put a hand over the small mouse’s mouth. “You just be nice and quiet now, you wouldn’t want anything bad happening.”

Caleb wriggled and squirmed but couldn’t fight past the bigger, stronger teacher and he felt his strength beginning to wane despite the adrenaline in him egging him on.

“Just calm down little mouse, you might think I don’t like kids, but that’s just because I don’t get any time alone with them.”  He chuckled, the nicotine on his breath repulsing Caleb.  “Even better, you’re already almost the way I like my cubs.  Only thing that’s still wrong is this.”

Caleb felt the ferret’s hand slide down his chest and then rub his belly before grabbing his privates right through his underwear, and then slipping his fingers underneath the elastic band as he began fondling the mouse.  No one, not even his parents had ever done something like that to him before, and he squealed loudly for his teacher as tears welled up in his eyes, but the sound was muffled by the hand over his mouth.  That same hand started turning his head toward the ferret’s face and when it finally let go he didn’t even have time to shriek again before he was locked in a kiss with the teacher.  Caleb’s face contorted as his mouth was invaded by a foul tasting tongue while the bridge of the ferret’s nose knocked his glasses askew.  At the same time, the hand that was squeezing his privates moved roughly downward removing his underwear off of his legs and leaving him completely naked.  Once the underwear was gone the ferret moved his hand back to small mouse’s groin and resumed his groping.

When Mr. Burk finally released his kiss, Caleb let out gasp as his glasses fell back into place.  He then started to cry loudly for help.  The big ferret took the mouse’s underwear and sniffed it once before tossing it to the side.

“This room doesn’t let a lot of noises out, no one’s gonna hear you anyway.”

Caleb felt himself tossed on his back in the paper strewn corner.

“You try and go anywhere and you’re gonna find yourself in a world of hurt, so don’t move a muscle.”

Caleb curled into a ball, tears wetting his glasses while trying to keep his privates covered, and while he didn’t want to even look at Mr. Burk his ears caught the sound of a zipper being pulled down.  He looked up just in time to see the ferret dropping his pants around his ankles; underneath the pants were a pair of grungy looking boxers which were tented out by the teacher’s erection, which he lewdly grabbed through his boxers.

“You know what this is Caleb?  This is my fuck stick.” Mr. Burk grinned as he pulled down his boxers freeing his erect cock.

Caleb had never seen a penis stand up like that, nor one quite large, and as the ferret lumbered toward him he could see a clear liquid dripping from the tip.

“Time for some real fun, little mouse.”

Caleb felt his ankle grabbed again as he was pulled back toward the ferret who knelt down and then grabbed the mouse’s other ankle once it was near enough.  Caleb once again tried to twist away, the ink on his hands rubbing off on some of the white paper, but very quickly found himself helpless and on his back, his hands desperately trying to cover himself.  The ferret paid him no mind and simply spread his legs and pushed them forward so he could finally see the mouse’s butt.

“That’s what I wanted to see.”

Caleb watched as Mr. Burk hocked a yellowish glob out of his mouth and rubbed it on his length a little before lining his cock up with the struggling mouse’s pucker.

“Never was much for loosening you kids up, the tighter the better I always say,” he grinned. “This is gonna hurt, a lot.”

Caleb felt something pushing at his hole and it dawned on him exactly what was happening.  He tried once more to get away, but at this point it was far too late, and as the thick head of the ferret’s cock started to invade him he could only manage a high pitched squeal.  All this time Caleb was used to things coming out of there but never the other way around, and he felt his hole being stretched ever wider as the cock continued to be pressed in.  The small mouse soon changed from loud squeaks and shrieks to choking sobs as he felt the ferret’s cock pushing ever further into him.

“You are so frickin’ tight kid, now come on and take all of it.”

Caleb hiccupped a sob as the ferret’s member finally pushed all the way into him.  The young mouse could feel the fur of the teacher’s groin brushing up against his balls just before he leaned down over him and licked his face and nibbled at his nipples.  All this time Mr. Burk kept his cock inside Caleb.  The smelly ferret worked his way down, licking at Caleb’s belly button and then his cock and balls before finally starting to slide his own cock back out of the mouse.  

The path back out felt almost as bad as the way in, but relief was not to be had for the mouse as he felt the ferret pull only about half way back out of him before he thrust right back in again.  The shock of the first thrust caused him to squeal again, but it was soon replaced with further choked sobs as the ferret continued the same style thrusts.  Caleb’s body shuddered and shook with each thrust, his glasses bouncing all over the place on his face.  The small mouse started praying for his torment to end, and that’s when he heard Mr. Burk start making a strange noise.

“Shit, you’re way too tight, I’m already gonna-”

Mr. Burk grunted and started thrusting faster as Caleb felt something warm start filling up his insides.  The ferret pulled his cock completely out quickly and the small mouse saw something white shoot out from the tip and fall onto the strewn papers.  This was just before the ferret grabbed his cock and pointed it toward Caleb and shot more of his cum right onto him.  He felt the warm ropes fall onto his brown, furry belly; they looked like boogers and felt just as nasty especially when a small amount struck his cheek.

Caleb continued to sob and put a hand to his rear trying to manage the pain that he had just been put through, though somewhat thankful that he no longer had the cock in him.  Mr. Burk continued to rub his softening penis while letting out a satisfied sigh.

“I’ve been waiting all year for a chance like this, you were damn good kid, but I guess it’s time for me to take my leave.  Thanks for the good time Caleb.”

Mr. Burk picked up the tearful mouse’s underwear and wiped his penis off with them before tossing them back at him.

“I guess you’ll need those if you ever want to leave this room.”

The underwear landed near Caleb’s face and he grabbed them with his hand, but remained facing away from the teacher until he finally heard the ferret pull up his pants and eventually the sound of the storage room door clicking shut.

When all had gone quiet again Caleb’s sobs turned to sniffles as he turned back over again.  Papers from the floor had stuck to his belly where the ferret’s cum had landed, and he peeled them off of him, using them to try and get some of the disgusting stuff out of his fur at the same time.  

He sat in the paper, still naked, trying to choke back his tears, the pain in his rear finally subsiding enough for him to try and wipe away some of the cum that was still dribbling out.  As he was taking care of this he heard the click of the door being unlocked and it swung open again letting outside light in briefly.  Caleb said nothing and simply kept in the corner.

“Caleb?  Caleb where’d you go?  The laundry is taking a little longer than expected but-”

At the sound of his teacher’s voice Caleb jumped up and ran to him, underwear still gripped in one hand, just as he came around the corner.

“Oh, Louis, Louis!”  He hugged his teacher close as his tears started up again.
“Caleb, why are you naked?  What happened here?”
“It was Mr. Burk! He came in here and did bad things to me.”
“Did he?”
“Yes, he hurt me.” Caleb sniffed back his tears and reached behind him to rub his butt again.
“Well, I guess that means he had a good time with you.”
“Wh-what?” Caleb looked shocked.

He felt his teacher slowly pull the underwear from his hand, before flinging it away and leaning the mouse back onto the pile of paper on the floor.  Caleb felt his teacher’s deft fingers, as they started to gently caress his penis.

“Louis, what are you doing?”
“I did tell you that only I knew the combination to the storage room Caleb.”

The reality of this statement hit the young mouse harshly and he felt tears coming on again.

“I knew you were the one since the first day you showed up.  You were so cute and innocent.”

Caleb felt his glasses pushed back up his nose, the tears still streaming from his eyes as his teacher continued to molest him, coaxing his penis until it was erect.

“You had just the right body and Mr. Burk liked what he saw when I showed you off to the teachers in the lounge; in fact, you’re probably going to have some more visits in the future, so long as they have the money to pay like Burk did.”
“But I thought...” Caleb sobbed again.
“I know you did, and your parents still do.  This is why they’ll never believe anything bad you’d say about me.”

Caleb saw his penis standing on its own, something it had never done before, and it jumped and bobbed with ever pass of his teacher’s fingers.

“Mr. Burk never appreciated the finer parts of you children, but I do.”

Louis stroked young mouse’s penis a few more times until he felt his body begin to shudder.  Caleb felt a strange sensation course through him and he felt his teacher let go of his cock, as it continued to bob up and down on its own.

“You’ll learn like that Caleb, but while I have you here I think I deserve a little bit of time with you too before I drive you home.”

Caleb felt Louis kiss his cheek before he was flipped over on his belly.  He heard the familiar sound of a zipper being pulled down and felt his teacher rubbing the area just around where his tail met his back and then down around his butt.  As he felt Louis leaning down over him, the heat of his body making contact with his rear while the tip of what he knew had to be his teacher’s penis resting up against his already abused pucker, he managed to eke out a small plea:

“N-not again...” Tears still streaming from his eyes.
“Please Caleb, this will be fine.  Trust me.”