This is a fictional story about this hot gut I recently met in a writing course i was taking. Its one of those classes that teach you how to write better if you are into writing and poetry and such. What got to me about this particular dude was he looked like a guy I had worked with in the past 'Paul' (other stories about Paul available here). So of course I had the hotts for him.
So this tale of only fiction for my hotter than Hell writing coach I wish I could get on. So no assumption that he is gay. But do enjoy.. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ In Matt's Class. (4)
... Friday was an especially rough day for me as I went to class and to see Matt again. He was in a green polo shirt that was showing off more of his arms and even his upper arms. I licked at my lips as I saw how nicely the shirt fit his chest. The pants he were beige colored and hugged his ass really nice. Showing off the shape if his delicious looking butt. And as the man glanced at me several times during class. He seemed to portray the Paul look all the more. My dick was again twitching in my pants. I so wanted him.
"Okay class" he said near the end of class "I want you guys to write a poem for me" "Nothing to elaborate" "Just a handful of lines" "And remember class. Rhyming is not completely necessary in a poem."
He said what he wanted and that we would be reading our poetry out loud to the class on Monday. My eyes shot opened with fear. I didn't want to read aloud before the class. I would be freaked out the whole time. But as the class started to break off and leave. I sat there worried about writing the poem. But more so the read. So I slowly closed my book and folder. I just sat there for a few moments. Matt looked over at me from his desk. Smiling as he saw me. He must have seen my fear on my face.
"Okay class" he the said as he got up "Class dismissed" "Make sure you give me a great read on Monday"
The people milled out of the room as he stood there next to his desk. And I was left still sitting there just staring at my books. Matt stepped back to his desk. He opened up one of the drawers and grabbed for something. Then he grabbed some plastic cups and a what appeared a bottle of liquor. Then he stepped over to the desk in front of mine. These weren't so much desk as tables being used as such. Two chairs to each small table. He sat there and just opened the bottle. Then he proceeded downpour pit a little bit of what was apparently scotch into each cup.
"Here" he said "I keep this in the draw. Just in case" "But looks like you could use a drink. Now"
He smiled at me as he lifted the plastic cup. And then I grabbed it, grabbed the drink he had offered me. I took a deep breath and then toasted him silently. Then took a drink. It was strong but good. And I needed it.
"Don't worry" he said "No one will judge your work" "We are all here to learn" "And only I will actually grade it" 'Here. Have another"
He then poured me a bit more in my cup. I looked at his furry arms and back up to his gorgeous face again. I smiled more as I took another drink.
"Is this like not frowned upon?" I asked "What?" He asked back "Drink.."
I tapped the cup that had the scotch in it. He sat back and almost laughed. But as he sat back in the seat I looked at the hot man. His chest pushed out as he lay back, his crotch now in my line if sight. And there between his legs a nice lump that was his dick and balls. All squished there in those lucky pants. I licked at my lips as I gazed at the area there between his legs.
"You should see what other instructors have" he laughed. "Practically a full bar in this building"
He laughed up his comment a bit. Then he leaned back forward and poured me another drink. I gladly drank it down. I gazed at the beauty of this hot man sitting before me. How I wanted to just move over to him and kiss his mouth. How I wanted to rip off his clothes and get to his obviously hot body.
"I promise, it will be fine" he then said "Remember. I am going to help you tomorrow" "Don't forget" "My house and we will talk..."
His voice trailed off and then he covered the bottle. He said I should get home before the liquor kicked in. And then he grabbed the cups and stood up. I gazed at his crotch and it looked like his dick pushed more to the side. And it appeared it had also grown. My eyes locked onto the brief image until he turned and walked back to his desk. So I looked at his ass as he walked away from me. I felt another tingle in my crotch as I watched the hot Matt's butt. He was right though. I needed to get home. I was gonna see this hunk tomorrow anyways. So i grabbed my pack and headed out. Thanking Matt for the drink.
"Thanks Matt" I said to him "You are a great teacher" "I hope so" he said with a laugh
I got home and sat at my desk in my office for a bit. Trying to see if I could get out a poem to show him tomorrow. That way he could tell me how bad it was. Which I was sure he would. So I pondered and thought and rethought what I wanted to write. It ended up being kind of dark and about my fears. I then went to bed and to sleep. Thinking again about the hot teacher in my writing class. My head filled with his handsome face and his hot ass. I was hard again as I woke in the morning. Having to go relieve myself in the bathroom again. Jerking my dick to another eruption in his name.
"Fuck. Matt!" I sighed as I stood there in my shower. Letting the water fall off my body....
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