Stress Relief
 
 Incomplete, Work-in-Progress
 
 A pent-up boy is used as an example of the modern methods of male stress relief.
 
 Ff/mm, Fellatio, Teacher/Student, Castration, Penectomy
 
1 - Temporary Relief
 
 "Fellatio is a cornerstone of our modern society." Miss Finch, the Life Skills teacher, stated.
 
 Her class listened to her attentitively.
 
 "This is a fact, which is verified, proven, and self evident." Miss Finch continued. "But, can anyone here tell me why?"
 
 A girl who was sitting in the front row, who happened to be one of Miss Finch's more accomplished students, raised her hand.
 
 "Yes, Emily?"
 
 "I heard it was because boys can get angry and mean if they go too long without cumming, Miss Finch." Emily said.
 
 "That is something of an over simplification, but it is correct in the essentials." Miss Finch acknowledged. "Because of the unique manner in which the male reproductive system functions, men, as well as older boys, who abstain from intercourse for too long of a period of time tend to become irritable and very easily agitated.
 
 "Unfortunately, for both the boys suffering from this condition, as well as those around them, this elevated agitation can, and often does, lead to bouts of irrational anger and, if it persists long enough, even violence." Miss Finch continued. "Additionally, this agitation feeds back on itself, if those who are experiencing it simutaneously are within close proximity to each other.
 
 Another girl, who sat several rows behind Emily, raised her hand and spoke.
 
 "That's why there used to be so many wars and stuff in the old days, right Miss Finch?"
 
 "That is correct, Ashly." Miss Finch replied. "The effects a dire enough that, if left unchecked, groups of men by the hundreds, thousands, and even millions begin banding together and rampaging around the countryside, fighting and killing one another."
 
 "Those were called "armies", weren't they?" asked still another girl.
 
 "Yes, Veronica, that is what they were called. When enough men gathered together in these "armies" and started fighting each other, it was a state of affairs called "war", which was a terrible thing indeed." answered Miss Finch. "Thankfully, we no longer have to worry about such things. A simple remedy, now practiced by practically everyone in our society on a daily basis, prevents our poor boys from ever reaching such an agitated and unhealthy state of mind."
 
 "Men and boys who are fellated on a regular basis are more calm, more caring, and ever so much more reasonable to interact with on a personal, as well as professional, level." Miss Finch finished, as she looked around at her students to make sure they understood her point.
 
 Emily raised her hand again, then asked a question.
 
 "Miss Finch, you mentioned that it happens to boys who don't have intercourse for too long, so why do we rely on fellatio so much, rather than just having full sexual relations with them?"
 
 Miss Finch nodded at Emily, as if she had expected the question.
 
 "There are several reasons, Emily. The first, and simplest, reason is sheer expedience. A woman skilled at relieving a man can have him popping off in just a few minutes, whereas engaging in full intercourse is likely to take significantly longer and entail more complications." Miss Finch replied.
 
 "Second is the matter of unintented pregnancies. The planet we live on would soon be drowning in accidental children if we women had sex, protected or not, with our men as often as they seem to need release." Miss Finch continued.
 
 "The third reason is actually really just an extension of the first, but, I think, merits mention on its own. Every time a boy is relieved of the build up of tension within himself, there is a concurrent release of seminal fluid from within his reproductive organs. This can cause a bit of a mess, as semen from healthy boys is rather viscous, sticky, and very good at finding its way to inconvienient, and oft times embarrassing, locations. A woman who uses fellatio to help her boy can simply swallow his ejaculation as it is released, easily preventing any muss or fuss." Miss Finch finished.
 
 "So, do us girls absolutely have to swallow a boy's cum when we help him out?" asked Ashly, who had a mildly revolted expression on her face as she raised her hand. "My younger brother has gotten old enough now that he occasionally needs to be relieved, and he always tastes terrible."
 
 "Not at all. While doing so is the standard practice, many women find that either the taste or texture of semen isn't to their liking." Miss Finch answered. "These women usually carry sanitary napkins or the like to catch a boy's effluent at the culmination of the act, then simply discard the soiled tissues later at their convenience."
 
 Ashly looked relieved at Miss Finch's answer.
 
 "However, you shouldn't judge all boys by the taste of one. Many things affect how a boy will taste as he is relieved, such as diet, health, how much exercise he performs, and even how much water he has had to drink that day. Treat each boy according to his individual merits, in relation to your past experience with him." Miss Finch said.
 
 "Now, all the girls here are at an age where, if you haven't already, you will soon start receiving requests from boys and men, both those close to you and also from complete strangers, to help you relieve their tension." Miss Finch said. "They will often say something along the lines of, "Excuse me, Miss, but could I trouble you to..", or, "Pardon me, but would you mind.."."
 
 "Politeness dictates that you accommodate them, providing, of course, that doing so isn't too great an inconvenience for you at that particular moment. Should you be unable to help the poor boy or man for whatever reason, simply say so, and they will know to look elsewhere." Miss Finch continued.
 
 "You girls have surely all seen your mothers, sisters, or friends ease some boy or man's built up stress before, and probably done so yourself, but I will give a demonstration today anyway, just for the sake of thoroughness." Miss Finch finished.
 
 "Robert, would you step to the front of the class, please?" she asked, looking at a tall, athletic boy who was sitting at the center of the rearmost row of seats.
 
 Robert nodded, then came forward as his teacher had requested. He proved to be several inches taller than her, as turned to face the rest of his peers, standing by her side.
 
 "Very good." Miss Finch said. "Robert, here, is also helping me to demonstrate just how debhilitating a boy's built up stress can be."
 
 "When was the last time you were relieved, Robert?" she asked of her student.
 
 "Thursday of last week, Miss Finch. It was the day before you asked me to not have anyone ease me, so I could help with this demonstration." he replied.
 
 "And how have you felt, as each day passed?" Miss Finch asked.
 
 "Uh.. Honestly, pretty terrible." Robert replied, scratching the back of his neck and looking down at the floor.
 
 Robert certainly did not seem as relaxed and at ease as the other boys in the class. He was restless, standing there beside his teacher, and positively radiated pent up energy. He moved constantly, even while standing still, and his brows were always together in an uneasy frown.
 
 "There first few days were alright, but by Sunday I could hardly keep still, and I couldn't concentrate on any of my homework at all." Robert continued. "All my teachers have noticed that something is different about me this week, but they all seemed to understand when I told them what you were having me do. Sports practice after school was especially hard, because I kept getting angry at my teammates when I thought they had messed up a play."
 
 "I actually almost got into a fight with Tyrone yesterday, and he's practically my best friend." he finished, waving at another boy in the back row of seats and looking sheepish. "It wasn't even about anything all that important, looking back on it, but I just couldn't seem to help getting so angry, for some reason."
 
 "I'm sorry you've had such a difficult time, Robert, but thank you for sticking it out for me." Miss Finch said, patting her student on the arm. "I hope your sacrifice has shown to the rest of the class, however, just how important fellatio can be for our society. Just imagine what it would be like if every boy was to experience, all the time, what you had to this week."
 
 "Now, if you will lower your pants, we can finish the demonstration and you can get a little relief from your stress." said Miss Finch, as she looked up into the face of her tense student and smiled.
 
 Robert's frown broke out into a relieved grin, and he hastened to comply. As he unbuckled and unzipped, a hand rose up from the ranks of his peers before him.
 
 "Miss Finch, uh, what do we do if a boy isn't exactly, um, clean when he asks us to help him?"
 
 "Well, Lily, why don't we ask Robert here what he thinks." Miss Finch replied, looking up expectantly at her student from where she had knelt down in front of him.
 
 "Oh. Um, tell him to go wash his di.. er, penis off, because that's just rude to ask of a girl." Robert said, sounding a little outraged.
 
 "Very good, Robert. Tell me, how often do you wash your own manhood?" Miss Finch said.
 
 "Well, every time I shower, obviously, which is twice a day; each morning and after practice." replied Robert. "I also rinse myself off after each time I take a pi.. er, after each time I urinate. There's even a special sink in the boy's room, just for that, so a guy's got no excuse for being dirty."
 
 "Well said. I hope the other boys here are all just as dilligent in keeping themselves clean and fresh. It is simple common courtesy towards the girls who will be relieving you of your build up later." Miss Finch said, as she licked her lips at the sight of Robert's manhood springing free of his briefs.
 
 She apparently wasn't the only one who found the sight appealing, because as she bent towards her student's groin and took his very rigid member into her mouth, another hand was raised and another question was voiced.
 
 "Miss Finch, when I'm helping out my older brother or his friends, I sometimes start to feel very, ah, excited, myself. It always makes me wonder why it seems to be okay for boys to.. to orgasm in public, but not for girls to do the same. Can you tell me, please?" asked Veronica.
 
 Miss Finch, who was working her lips slowly up and down Robert's shaft while also rolling his testicles gently in the fingers of one of her slim hands, continued to fellate her student for a few moments longer, before breaking eye contact with him and sliding her mouth from his penis to answer the question.
 
 "I'm afraid there is no truly satisfying answer to that apparent contradiction, Veronica." Miss Finch replied, after catching her breath. "It is simply one of those little rules of society. I suspect that it is at least partly because we all know how difficult boys' urges are for them to control, so our expectations are not as high. We women, however, are supposed to be better able to restrain ourselves, so public displays of overt feminine sexuality are still considered more or less lewd, similar to how masculine sexuality used to be percieved in the past."
 
 "It isn't at all unusual for a woman to be aroused when easing a boy's tension, however. It's common practice to relocate a stress relief session to a secluded location, or even begin one there the first place, so that the woman may do with herself as she pleases while she eases her partner." Miss Finch continued, running her hands lightly up and down Robert's throbbing manhood as she did. "Most large buildings actually have a small room or two set aside for just such a purpose, which isn't even mentioning the various closets, restroom stalls, and other such places that can also be used in a pinch, if one so desires."
 
 Robert, who seemed to sense that the answer to the question that had interrupted his long delayed relief was finished, thrust his hips forward slightly, bobbling his penis for attention before his teacher's face. Miss Finch accepted his prompting, and popped the head of his cock back into her mouth, sucking on him with obvious relish.
 
 Robert's build up was indeed extreme, compared to what Miss Finch and the other girls in the room normally dealt with, because after only a few moments more he began groaning in escalating pleasure. Miss Finch switched from bathing the tip of the boy's penis in attention from her tongue, to working her mouth up and down nearly half the length of him, using her hands to stimulate the rest.
 
 This apparently wasn't enough for Robert, who, after a few more moments, placed both his hands around the back and top of his teacher's skull and used his new leverage to force himself into her mouth entirely, burying his cock to the hilt within her throat. Even this seemed not enough to satisfy him, because he bucked his hips against her half a dozen times more after that, as if he could shove himself into her even farther.
 
 Miss Finch simply let her hands fall down and away, and relaxed herself completely as she allowed Robert to use her throat to relieve himself of his week long build up. She even swallowed around him as he repeatedly thrust into her, feeling the fluid that had caused him such grief over the past few days flow out of him and practically directly into her stomach.
 
 So great was Robert's relief, at finally ridding himself of his burden, that his knees buckled and he fell backwards, his penis sliding from Miss Finch's mouth with a small pop. He wound up sprawled on the floor on his back, limp, grinning foolishly, and sighing with pleased satisfaction.
 
 Miss Finch stayed as she was for a moment, kneeling, with her eyes closed and mouth open, before she breathed in a shuddering breath, then licked her lips and swallowed a final time. She then peered down at her self, checking for stray splatters or droplets, then stood up smoothly, apparently completely unperturbed by the rough way her student had just emptied himself down her throat.
 
 "Under normal circumstances, it is considered impolite for a boy to treat the woman relieving him quite so vigorously." Miss Finch said, her voice only a little throaty and thick. "Given what poor Robert here had to endure, however, I think he has more than earned a pass for his over eagerness."
 
 "Sorry, Miss Finch." her student gurgled happily from the ground, somehow not actually sounding particularly sorry at all, despite his words.
 
 "That's quite alright, Robert." Miss Finch replied easily, smiling. "When you think you can manage it, why don't you take your seat again."
 
 "Okay."
 
 Miss Finch answered several more questions, which were mostly about where and when it was appropriate to relieve a boy of his stress. The answers to these questions were, basically, whenever doing so wouldn't interrupt something more important. During class was one such example to avoid, Miss Finch explained, as was while at a live play performance or during religious services. Music concerts were deemed acceptable though, usually, as were school pep rallies for whichever sport happened to be in season, and during lunchtime in the school cafeteria.
 
 "Some of you may find yourselves being asked far more often, for various reasons, than others to help relieve the tensions of our male counterparts. While you could see this as a burden, a more positive view would be to take each additional request as a compliment, to your oral skills, to your beauty, or both." Miss Finch said, as the lesson came to a close.
 
 "Today, we covered the temporary solution to the problem of male sexual stress accumulation. Monday, we will go over a more permanent solution to the same problem." Miss Finch said, in closing. "Have a nice weekend."
 
 The girls in the class chattered interestedly about the day's class as they left the Miss Finch's room, obviously curious, speculating about what exactly Monday's lesson would entail. They shot appraising looks at their male peers as they did so, who, in turn, looked apprehensive and unsure about the next class with their Life Skills teacher.
 
2 - Permanent Relief