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Mr. Jennings lunchtime classes I hated having to come back to school. I was supposed to have finished last year, but I didn't pass english and maths, it wasn't my fault that i broke my leg playing fottball and had to miss three weeks of secon semester was it? Still I missed heaps of work and I failed my end of year exams. The worst part of it all, apart from having to hang around with immature little kids is that i'm not ven allowed on the fottball team this year, strictly 17's and under, I turned 18 last december. i wouldn't come to school at all if it wasn't for Mr. Jennings. Mr. jennings is my english teacher, i'm not sure how old he is, somewhere in his 40's, his hair is going grey around his ears, he's skinny from smoking and his skin is tough and brown. He's married, i've seen him turning his wedding ring around and around his finger. he reminds mw of my father. I don't know what it is that i like about Mr. Jennings, all i know is the first time I walked into his class is that I wanted him, it was weird i've never wanted another guy before, it freaked me out at first but now it's almost the only reason i come to school, i si there, in the front row, hoping to ctach a wiff of his scent, cigarette smoke mingled with cheap aftershave. I know nothing can ever happen, but sometimes i swear he's giving me the weirdest look. One day Mr. jenning walked up along side my desk, "Tom" he said quietly, "I'd like to have a word to you after class if that's alright" "Of course sir" i muttered, i could feel my cock slowly rising in my school shorts, getting harder and harder until by the end of the lesson it was fully erect, pushing against my school shorts. The lunch bell rang and everyone filed out of the room. It was just me and Mr. jennings, i couldn't believe it, it was like all my sexual fantasies were coming true. "in my office if you don't mind tom" "yes sir" i say as i rise to my feet, blushing at my stiff member. "Nothing to be ashamed of tom, perfectly natural in a boy your age, i like to see a good healthy boy..." I followed Mr. Jennings into his office at the back of the classroom. he turned around to reveal that he too had quite a bludge i his business pants "nothing to be ashamed of sir" i giggled "Now tom i wanted to speaj to you regrading your english marks" "sorry sir, i know thy're not great, i'm more of a sports type, you know? i kinda talk with my body, see" i tell hi as i start to peel of my school shirt, i roll down my shorts and am standing in my red cotton boxers. "Yes tom, i can see what you body's trying to say right now" laughed Mr. jennings, "Come and sit on my lap if you like" i sit down on his lap, i can feel his cock getting harder through my skimpy boxers, i wiggle my arse around little bit making him harder, Mr. jennings reaches down and feels my tight virgin arse with his worn brown hands. he slowly undoes his fly. I lower my head so that it's level with his knees, pull his throbbind cock through the top of his breifs and take the entire head of his dick in my mouth, I trace around and around his hole with the tip of my tounge, i lick my way down to his balls and take them in my mouth one at a time. suddenly he grabs the back of my head and thrusts it down onto his throbbing member i swallow all i can, swallowing the head of his dick deep into my throat, i play with his balls, wet from my mouth, with my spare hand. mr. jennings starts to grunt, i turn over, leaning over his desk, exposing my raw virgin arse to the harsh light of his office, he's leaning over me, he's about to thrust himself depp inside me, when with a moan, he cum, splattering thick trings of cum onto my back again and again, i feel it drizzle down the back of my legs. I turn around and quickly satr to jerk off, i'm excited and my cum flies up and hits Mr. jennings right in the middle of his forhead, i laugh as it starts to dribble down his nose. I pick up my school shirt and start to wipe my cock clean. Mr. jennings wipes my cum from his nose with the back of his hand. "Well tom, if you manage to keep up these extra lunch-time classes i think I can safelt say you'll be headed for straight As in english this year." "Yes sir" i grin as I pull up my cum spalatered boxers. |
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