The Music Tutor

Starting with junior high I wanted to play in the band and orchestra. The band director helped me choose oboe. He taught me the basics in band class and after-school rehearsals. In the second semester He suggested that my parents hire a certain high school boy as an oboe tutor.

The guy was 17, thin and flat-bellied, definitely an expert double-reed player. But there was something else about him. He squeezed a bulge in his pants a lot. Sometimes he would stand right up against me to help me with finger positions and I would feel his dick resting against my thigh. Various other little things happened. I remember one time his wrist brushed my crotch and he immediately apologized. I immediately got a semi-boner from the contact.

One day he suggested we take a break to go to the restroom. Apparently he had decided it was time to make a move.

He stood back from the urinal and opened his fly, slowly bringing out an unmistakable hard-on. After pretending that he was sort of trying to hide his boner, he stepped up to the urinal and started jacking off. He did not show me the jacking procedure, but when he got to the end he remarked that he "needed" that.

I was pleased that he'd given me a look because all the little things that happened made me curious about what was in his pants. We went back to the lesson. He told me to let him know if I ever needed to take a break like that.

Soon on lesson-days we spent a few minutes jacking off together before starting work on the oboe.

He was part of my sexual education, a very non-threatening guy somewhat older than me. I do wonder whether he picked up positive sexual vibes from me before making passes, or just took a chance that I might respond.

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