WARNING: This fanfiction contains "spoilers" up to episode 6, season 6 of Glee and some hot steamy man on man sex (not clearly so consensual either and also incestuous) so if you're not down with any of those things, don't read any further.
DISCLAIMER: Glee and all of it's yummy men are property of FOX and Ryan Murphy and all sorts of other people who are not me.
Sinister Schuester 6
It was a new week at McKinley High and Will was walking on air. First Ryder, then Blaine, it was enough jack material to get him through the weekend. Now, he was eager for his next boy toy. He was sitting in his office, thinking of how he was going to walk into the choir room and see both his recent conquests and know that he had taken one of them right there. Fuck, talk about tension. Will wondered if he was going to instantly get hard anytime Ryder smiled at him or whenever he leaned against the piano and thought about how he had taken Blaine (and taken him hard) right there. Would the sight of Blaine's shapely ass in those skinny jeans make him lose control and ravage Blaine right there while the other boys watched in shock and delight? 'No,' Will thought, 'it's not like it's the first time I've got a glee club boy to blow his load in the choir room.'
THE PREVIOUS YEAR
Will had been helping Beist out with Puck. Since he was the history teacher (although he was only usually a lesson or so ahead of the class), Beist had asked him to work with Puck for a bit. He had Puck meet him one evening after school in the choir for study sessions. "It's no use, Mr Schue!" Puck yelled, kicking over a chair. Will was sitting across from him, quizzing him on dates in American history. "I'm a lost cause, okay? I have no fucking focus for this shit."
"Okay, okay," Will said, getting up to close the door. "Let's start with watching the swearing. You're still in school."
"Not for long," Puck pouted, "I'll just quit." For an almost grown man, Puck could act extremely juvenile. Hell, he even insisted on dressing like a juvenile delinquent, with his v-neck white t-shirt and jeans, and his black leather jacket thrown over another chair. Will sat back down and looked at him reading over a list of significant dates Will had compiled for him. Will's gaze went down to Puck's crotch which bulged to one side of his jeans. He may act like a kid but that significant bulge in his pants was all man. Puck put the paper down and looked up at Will so Will quickly looked up to meet his gaze. "Look, Mr Schue, I appreciate what you and Coach are doing for me but I've got problems and you two can't help me with them."
"What kind of problems?" Will asked.
"You know," Puck replied, looking up to the ceiling like he couldn't look right at Will when saying this, "Girl problems. Guy problems. Horny fucking teenage boy problems." When Puck looked at Will, Will could see Puck's vulnerability. "Mr Schue, the girls, they all think I'm a loser so I've been cut off. No girl will lower herself to go out with me, let alone....get me off. And I'm a teenage boy. I got needs. I can only jack off so many times in so many ways." Will's mind was racing. Could he actually make this work for him and finally get into Puckerman's pants? He realized that he was too lost in his own thoughts when Puck started to leave. "I'm sorry. God, I'm pathetic, bitching to my choir teacher about how I haven't got blown in ages."
"Noah, wait," Will stood up quickly, put hand on Puck's strong shoulder and pushed him back down into his chair. Puck sank back in the chair and Will knelt down in front of him, moving his hand from Puck's shoulder to his knee. Puck just rolled his eyes, apparently oblivious to Will's intent. "What if I could help you...regain your focus?"
Puck cocked an eyebrow at Will, "Uh, come again, Mr Schue?"
Will had to play this just right. "I don't want to see you fail. If all it takes is to help you get some release, then I'd do that for you."
"Oh, uh, Mr Schue," Puck stammered, "I'm...well, I'm not gay."
.'Will calmly said, "I know you're not, Noah but really, isn't a mouth just a mouth? You know, just one 'dude' helping another 'dude.'"
"So you would just...and I wouldn't have to..."
"Just let me help you out, Noah. Trust me. I was told in college that I'm pretty good at this." Will smiled and Puck grinned awkwardly.
"Okay, sure. Go for it, Mr Schue."
Will leaned in to Puck and started rubbing his bulge through this jeans. He was surprised how quickly Puck's cock responded. 'He must have been really horny,' Will thought, 'or I guess he's just a typical teenage boy.' Will undid Puck's jeans and Puck lifted himself off the chair slightly so Will could pull them off of him. Will smiled when he saw Puck's Batman undies. "Nice, Puckerman." Will said, "Now lean back." Puck reclined in the chair, putting his hands behind his head. Will ran his teeth gently along the growing bulge in Puck's underwear. He ran his hands underneath Puck's shirt, feeling his developed pecs and focusing in on his nipples. When he pinched them, Puck gasped and his cock twitched, still trapped inside those undies. Will started licking the shaft through the underwear. Puck's crotch was musty and Will loved that. He pulled the front of Puck's shirt over his head so his great chest was exposed. Then he pulled down Puck's underwear.
His 9 inch cock flopped out. "Oh yeah." Will was delighted. With one hand, he grasped the shaft, holding it in place while he tongued Puck's head. Puck started to moan. Will cupped Puck's massive balls with his other hand, fondling them with his fingers. Then he plunged down on Puck's big cock, taking the whole thing in. It was a lot. Fortunately, Will had no gag reflex and could deep throat it.
"Fuck yeah!!!" Puck exclaimed. Will began bobbing up and down on the cock, stroking the wet shaft at the same time. He reached up and felt up Puck's chest again, pushing against his hard pectoral muscles. He pulled his mouth back and just focused on the penis head. With his lips wrapped around it, he explored the tip with his tongue. He had figured out in college that it was all about the tongue.
"Oooooohhh," Puck moaned, "Oooooooohhh Mr Schue, Mr Schue, I'm gonna cum." Will was gonna pull back and jack Puck off the rest of the way but he felt Puck's big hands push down on the back of his head, his fingers tangled in Will's curly hair. He held him in place while his cock pulsed and he flooded Will's mouth with semen. So he didn't dribble it down his shirt, Will swallowed as much as he could. A small amount escaped but he managed to get the rest.
Afterwards, Puck thanked him and left him on the choir room floor, full of semen, much like Will had left Blaine last week. Puck never brought it up and Will unfortunately never got any more from him.
PRESENT DAY
The Monday following Will and Blaine's tryst, Will walked in to find Tina and the others laughing at Blaine. Initially, Will was worried that they had left some evidence behind, aside from the cum stains on the piano cover which he had hoped Blaine would take care of since he did like to keep the room clean. He was relieved to see that they were laughing at a video of him that Tina took. Blaine had been repeating the dance that he had done for Will the previous week but this time, he had headphones (and clothes) on.
Will had thought it was hot and he was a little flattered. He had been kind of an ass to Blaine afterwards, just using and leaving the boy. Now he could see that Blaine wanted more. He was a little pissed to see the others (except for Ryder) claim that it was a "fail." Then he had another revelation. He knew that it would be hard for him to get the boys half naked again this week. However, he could get them to shake their ass and lessen the impact of Blaine's humiliation in the process. This week, they were gonna twerk. When he announced it, suddenly everyone's shame went to the wayside and they stood up, shaking their moneymakers. Will was surprised to see Ryder becoming more drawn to Blaine. Perhaps he had more of an impact on the boy than he had originally thought.
While practicing in the theater later, Sam started doing his hip thrust. Will just shook his head. That boy had one move and it always involved a pelvic thrust. He fancied himself to only be a top. Will couldn't wait to turn him into a bottom bitch. If they kept workin' on their twerkin' until Nationals, he would have lots of time to get Sam to push that ass out there. But then there was Sue.
Once again, Sue had caught word of Will trying to exploit the sexuality of the kids, particularly of the boys so she was banning twerking. In standard inappropriate fashion, Will decided to perform a number about treating others like sex objects. He loved dancing with the group. Aside was getting to show off his moves, he also just loved performing. It was such a rush.
However, he could tell there was something wrong with his kids. The tension between Jake and Marley was palatable. Will couldn't figure it out until one day, in between classes, he was walking down the hallway and saw Bree push Jake into the broom closet and shut the door behind them.
"I need your keys, Figgins." Will said as he approached the principal-turned-janitor.
"I am sorry, William but I am responsible for..." Figgins started but abruptly stopped when Will grabbed the keys out of his hands and walked away. "William! You bring those back to me when you are finished. Also, the women's restroom needs more toilet paper while you are in there," Figgins called after him.
Will walked down the hallway while the last of the kids ran into their classroom at the sound of the bell. He stopped to listen at the door. "Oh yeah," he heard Jake moan from inside the closet. He took a deep breath, quietly put the key in the lock and turned with knob. He yanked the door open and saw Bree on her knees, blowing Jake. Yep, he was a Puckerman. "What the..." Jake yelled while Bree took his cock out of her mouth and jumped to her feet.
"Out." Will said. Bree looked shocked as she ran out of the closet and down the hall. Jake started to button his pants and leave as well. Will pushed his hand against Jake's shoulder. "Not you," Will said as he pushed Jake back into the closet. Will stepped into the closet with him, turning on the overhead light. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Will asked.
"Mr Schue, I just...God, please don't tell Marley," he pleaded.
"If you really cared about her, you wouldn't be in here with Bree, getting your dick sucked. Marley's gonna be devastated. And then what? Are you gonna date Bree? No, you're just using her just because you're a Puckerman and you can."
Jake started to get all self-righteous at that point, "Excuse me, where the fuck do you get off?"
"Oh, I'm going to get off right here," Will smiled. Jake cocked his head, not quite comprehending. "You see, Jake, not only could I ruin your relationship with Marley but I could get you and Bree expelled so you're going to be cooperating." Will reached for his belt, tore it off, and undid his pants. He then pushed Jake to his knees. "Open up, Puckerman."
Jake was being pushed down in this small closet by his teacher, with his teacher's growing cock pointed at him. "I'm not gonna blow you, you fuck!" Jake struggled to get to his feet but Schuester pushed down harder on his shoulder. Mr Schue then pushed his forehead back so he was looking up at Mr Schue. He didn't think it was possible to be terrified of Schuester but he was at that point. He could tell that Schuester was serious and really expected Jake to suck his cock. Jake wasn't a bitch and he couldn't believe that he was going to have to do this...again.
PREVIOUS CHRISTMAS
Jake had went to see Noah in LA for Christmas. Jake was having trouble getting to sleep on the couch of Noah's shitty studio apartment due to the sound of his neighbor's fucking. "Does this happen a lot?" Jake asked of Noah, who was on the bed not that far from the couch.
"Yeah, they go at it a lot. Sometimes they fight, sometimes they fuck but the fucking is always loudest right after the fight. Make-up sex, you know?"
"Sure," Jake said, not really having a clue though. His "relationships" never made it long enough to have a good fight. In fact, they usually petered out before a good fuck. And Marley, she's not putting out. The more he thought about it, the harder he got. The back of the couch faced Noah's bed so he thought maybe he could jack off without his brother noticing. He grabbed his 8 inch dick and began stroking it. The couch wasn't cooperating though as it would squeak from time to time. Jake tried to shift to the right and then to the left but it was impossible to keep that couch silent.
"Need to jerk off, huh?" Noah said. His flat tone struck Jake. There was no judgment in his voice, just pointing out a fact. Jake was silent. How should he respond? Maybe he should just pretend to be asleep, like it was just him tossing and turning. "It's okay. I totally get it. I'm not that much older than you after all. High school girls suck, bro, but not literally. Well, maybe a few of them but most are just too scared."
"Uh, yeah," Jake said, giving up the ruse that he was asleep. "I just thought it would help me get to sleep."
"You know," Noah said, sounding a little more nervous, "The best head I ever got wasn't from a high school chick. It wasn't even from a chick at all. It was this dude. He's not gay and I'm definitely not gay but he was just helping a brother out, you know?" Jake was silent again, stunned this time. He didn't think that Noah was coming out to him but he didn't know why he was disclosing this to him, here and now. "It really helps release all of the tension and all. I mean, damn, a dude really knows the equipment and knows what he likes done to him so he can be really skilled."
"What the fuck, man?" Jake sat up. He was surprised to see Noah jerking off on the bed with his head propped up on some pillows.
"The bed doesn't squeak," Noah said, again playing it calm and cool, keeping up his jack rhythm. "Why don't you come up here?" he said, scooting over. "It's not gay, dude, it's just helping a brother out."
Jake laid back on the couch, immobilized. "I'm...okay. Thanks," he managed to squeak out.
"C'mon, bro. You need to fire off a load and so do I. We're both gonna jack off in the same room anyway. We might as well get the most out of it." Noah said. At this point, it was going to be awkward anyway for the rest of the trip. Jake exhaled exaggeratedly and got off the couch. He grabbed his pillow and then sat down on the bed next to his big brother while his bro stroked his massive cock. Big cocks must run in the family. "That-a-boy." Noah said.
"So, what now?" Jake asked. Clearly, Noah had a plan and Jake just wanted him to spill it.
"Blow me." Noah said.
"Fuck that," Jake said."I ain't a cocksucker, not that there's anything wrong with that," he added, not quite sure why he all the sudden felt the need to be PC. He was about to fool around with his brother. PC had no place in this bed.
"Aw, just try it. Fuck, dude, I really need this. Just do what you'd want a chick to do to you. Then I'll blow you." Noah said.
Jake was already on the bed with him. Some gay ass shit was happening. He might as well get blown in the process. He leaned over and worked up the nerve to touch Noah's big dick. It felt so odd, grasping a cock that wasn't his but was so familiar at the same time. They had the same shape and the same head. Hell, in a weird way, it would be like blowing himself which was kinda just like jerking off.
He put his lips around the plump head. "Oh yeah," Noah said. "More, go deeper." Jake put more the massive cock in this mouth, sucking on it like he would want his cock sucked. He worked up and down the shaft, unable to get to the base due to the size of the beast but he made it slick. After a bit, his jaw started to ache and he began pumping the cock with his fist, using the saliva for lubrication. His naked brother was writhing. "Duuuuuuude, that feels so good. Suck it again," he instructed. Jake put his mouth back over the cock head and worked his way down to the middle of the shaft. Noah's hands then pushed his head down the rest of the way. Jake gagged and tried to push back but his brother was stronger and impaled his head on his massive pole. "OOOOOOHHHHH FUCK!!!!" Noah yelled as he began to shoot. His hands held Jake down but Jake pushed up hard against them, determined not to swallow. Once he was off Noah's dick, Noah reached down and jacked a few times before he began to spurt like he's been holding that load in for ages. Cum flew around the room, landing on the headboard and puddling between Noah's pecs. Jake watched his brother writhe while he squeezed the last of the cum out.
"Shit, man! You really did need this." Jake said.
"Yeah. Yeah, I did," Noah said between pants. His big chest was heaving, glistened with sweat. He swallowed and said, "Thanks."
"Well, payback is the best thanks," Jake said, as he took off his underwear. His cock was already rock hard and he laid next to Noah.
"Yeah, dude. About that. I'm beat and we got to be up early tomorrow. You can totally jack off here though. I've got lube." He said as he reached over, grabbing the lube from the night stand drawer along with a towel. He handed the bottle to Jake and began wiping his body down with his nasty hand towel.
Jake just laid there, speechless. Finally, he worked out, "You're serious?? Fuck you!" He said as Noah rolled over. He jerked off anyway and had envisioned it was his brother's mouth. He felt used then and he was about to feel that way again.
BACK IN THE SCHOOL CLOSET
Schuester held his cock out and pushed Jake's head to it. It was big but not as big as Noah's. Close though and it was curved. 'Fuck,' he thought, 'How did I get to be a connoisseur of cocks?' He felt Schuester's other hand push the back of his head onto his cock. He could taste Schuester's precum on his lips as his cock pushed into Jake's mouth.
"That's it. Take it in, fucker," Schuester said. Jake was embarrassed and ashamed. Nobody could ever find out about this. He sure as shit wouldn't tell anyone and Schuester couldn't. Still, he would have to endure Schuester in glee, in history class, in the school in general, looking at him, knowing he had forced Jake to suck on his cock.
Jake pushed back against Schuester's grip, pulling his mouth off of Schuester's cock. "Fuck you, you sick fuck. I am not gonna blow you." Jake said, standing up. He faced Schuester and could see him backing down. 'That's right, You can't use me,' Jake thought as he stared Schuester down.
"Okay," Schuester responded, "How about I blow you first?"
"What?" Jake asked, stunned. He hadn't expected Schuester to be interested in going down on him. He thought he was just using his mouth, like Noah had.
"I interrupted your blowjob so I owe you one." Schuester said. "You could repay me. You know, one 'dude' helping another one out. But you wouldn't have to..."
"You did cock block me," Jake said. A sly smile spread across Schuester's face as he got down on his knees. He slowly undid Jake's belt and button. His pants fell down to the ground. Schuester put his face in his crotch and seemed to be sniffing. It was odd, looking down and seeing his teacher's curly hair taking in the scent of his junk. He seemed to really be into it. 'Was he really gay? Or bi or whatever' Jake wondered. Was Jake being ensnared by this predator disguised a harmless glee teacher? He started to get cold feet and said, "No, I can't go through with this."
But Schuester didn't stop. He ran his nose and lips over Jake's hard cock which betrayed his protests. "Your cock wants this. Believe me. You will too." Schuester said as he pulled down Jake's boxer briefs, "Just ask your brother." It took Jake a second to register what Schuester had just said. "Your cock looks like his," Schuester added.
"You...and he..." Jake said, remembering what Noah had said, "It was you."
"Oh ho ho," Schuester said, looking up at Jake while he grabbed his hard cock, holding it with his fist but running his thumb over the head which was leaking pre-cum. "So Puck told you..." Schuester said and Jake knew that he should have just kept his mouth shut. "Because you and he..." He chuckled a little. "Well, I hope you didn't have to swallow it all cuz it was quite a task, let me tell you. Let's see if you can match it." Then Schuester dove onto his cock, swallowing it all in one motion. Jake gasped as Schuester's warm mouth covered his whole cock. He practically feel his cock head hit the back of Schuester's throat and then kept going down.
"Ooooh ooooh Fuck. Fuck! Ooooh fuck, Mr Schue..." Jake said. It felt wonderful. The girls that he had gotten head from had acted like it was a detestable chore. Schuester was acting like it was a challenge, one that he apparently gladly would accept and meet. He pulled back and focused on Jake's head. His back hit the wall of the broom closet and he reached up to grab a bar above him. Schuester stroked his cock while he sucked on the head, working his mouth halfway down Jake's shaft while his hand grasped the rest of the shaft, stroking it in rhythm.
Schuester pulled his mouth off of his cock and started licking his dangling balls. Jake looked up at the bright lightbulb and closed his eyes. The imagined warmth of the light matched the warmth of Schuester tongue across his scrotum. He heard a click and could tell that Schuester was moving about but his mouth kept contact with Jake's crotch. His mouth enveloped Jake's cock again and Jake began to moan. Schuester's fingers started rolling his balls around while his mouth was bobbing up and down on his cock. The fingers were slippery and were making his ballsack slick with a sticky substance. Schuester's fingers then moved along Jake's taint and into his buttcrack. "Uhhhh," Jake started to protest and then Schuester pushed a slick finger into his asshole. "Ahhhhh," he said. It felt great and invasive all at the same time. He pushed it up there a ways and then pulled it back out most of the way and pushed it in further. And he kept doing it, quicker, deeper. It sent an awesome sensation to Jake's cock. It was unlike anything he's felt before. His knees were trembling hard and he warned his teacher, "I'm gonna...I'm gonna..." But Schuester didn't pull back all of the way. He started pumping Jake's cock with his free hand while his tongue toyed with Jake's cockhead.
"AAAAAHHHHHH!" Jake hollered as he shot a tremendous load down Schuester's throat. Once he started to shoot, Will's mouth enveloped much if not all of Jake's cock. He felt like his load was going right into his throat. Jake was shaking and was now holding on Schuester's head and his strong shoulders for balance. Once he felt all of his cum drained, he thought Schuester would back off but he just kept on. Jake's cockhead was very sensitive and his body spasmed to the right and left. Schuester then pulled off Jake's cock. Through his own panting, Jake could hear him swallow and then exhale quickly and inhale deeply.
"Mr Schue, that was amazing." Jake said. He felt weird complimenting his teacher's blowjob skills, especially when he had forced Jake into this position, into receiving a blowjob but it was one hell of a blowjob.
Schuester got up to his feet. "See? I told you that it would be worth it. Now..." Schuester said as he undid his own belt and let him pants hit the ground. He grabbed his large bulge in his underwear, "why don't you give it a shot?" He pushed down on Jake's shoulders but Jake resisted.
"Mr Schue, I can't." Jake said. All Jake's teenage horniness had left him along with his cum. He was counting on that to help see him through this. He hated to be like his brother and Schuester after he had gotten him off but he just couldn't do it anymore.
"Sure you can," Schuester said, in a really creepy voice that Jake guessed was supposed to be sexy. Schuester pulled down the front of his underwear and grabbed his own cock and started stroking it. Looking down at his teacher's cock, Jake thought that looked like cooking oil that he was rubbing on it and then he noticed the bottle that Schuester must have opened out of the case behind him. "Just pretend I'm Puck," he said as he put his other hand on Jake's shoulder again.
"No, I'm outta here." Jake shrugged him off and reached down for his pants. He then felt Schuester's knee against the back of his knees and Jake's leg was pushed forward and he ended up kneeling on the ground.. Schuester then pushed his head to the ground. Jake was stunned and suddenly helpless on the floor with his lubed up asshole sticking up in the air and he knew what Schuester had planned. "No! Let me go!"
Schuester leaned into his ear and said in a low growl, "Keep your fucking voice down, Puckerman. If people find us in here, I'll be fired but you'll never live it down and everyone will find out about you and Puck." Jake struggled up Schuester had the advantage and he was right. If any of this got out, Jake would be ruined. His muscles went from being tense to relaxing slightly but Schuester must have felt the change. "That's right. Payback's a bitch, just like you're going to be. So relax and enjoy it." He felt Schuester's grip release his shoulders. He could have tried to get up but he knew he had to comply. He was going to get fucked and he couldn't do anything to stop it. He felt Schuester's hands on his buttocks, spreading him wide open. He then felt two of Schuester's fingers invade his ass. They were stretching it out with the slicked up rhythm. "Alright, now keep your fucking voice down and don't resist it with your ass. That'll just make it hurt." Jake could feel Schuester's cockhead against his puckered asshole, pushing. "C'mon!" Schuester growled, "Let me in."
Jake relaxed his ass for a second and Schuester pushed his cock inside. The pain of having that large cock in him was everything at that point. It consumed him. Jake couldn't scream, couldn't move, couldn't do anything except feel Schuester invading him. Schuester let the cock hold it's place and allowed Jake's ass to gradually adjust. "That's it. You feel so good, Puckerman."
"Uhhhhh," Jake gaseped. He was in disbelief at his situation. Schuester pulled back slightly and then pushed back in with a slow rhythm.
"See, it's nice once you let it happen," Schuester said. "Fuck, it's real nice." Schuester kept fucking him, picking up his pace. Soon the smacking sounds of his oiled up cock plunging in and out of Jake's ass got to be so loud and so frequent that Jake was worried people would be able to hear them in the hall. His ass did get used to it though. It started to not feel awful and he found himself moving his ass with Schuester's thrusts. Schuester reached around and lifted Jake's chest up. He was still kneeling on the ground and Schuester was still riding him but Schuester leaned into his ear,"That's it. I know you want it. You know you want it," Schuester sang in a whisper, "cuz you're a good guy." Jake cringed. He was being used and embarrassed and now sung to condescendingly. Jake propped his hands up against either side of the door frame, aware of not pushing against the door so it wouldn't thump against the frame with their motion. Schuester picked up his rhythm and started slamming into Jake's ass harder. Jake was grunting with each thrust. "Oh fuck, Oooooohhh FUCK!" Schuester yelled. His cock was suddenly pulled out of Jake's ass, leaving a surprising longing. He could hear Schuester jacking off and turned around to look. Schuester's face was all tensed up as he panted, "Oh yeah, oh yeah." The first shot of semen flew out of Schuester's slicked-up cock and landed right in Jake's face on the side of his nose.
"Fuck!" Jake exclaimed. Schuester shot all over the back of Jake's shirt. It was an immense amount of cum. "Motherfucker!" Jake continued to yell. Schuester finally collapsed on his back and Jake was supporting the two of them. Schuester was panting heavily and Jake felt like he had just showered in semen.
"Alright, get up. Let's get you cleaned off," Schuester instructed as he stood up. He reached behind him for a rag on the shelf. He wiped off his cock and Jake stood up, his ass throbbing and wet with oil. He reached for the towel but Schuester pulled it back quick and inisted on wiping Jake's face off himself. Then he handed Jake the towel. Jake wiped the oil off of his ass and looked incredulously at his teacher who just smiled at him.
"My fucking shirt," Jake said.
"Just take off the flannel and go in your tshirt. You got the body for it." Jake smiled back at his teacher. He was a sucker for compliments. He did get his load off too and he clearly pleased his teacher. Jake went to wrap his flannel around his waist. Schuester grabbed the rag from him and threw it in the full mop bucket behind him. Then he grabbed Jake's flannel. "On second thought, let me keep this as a memento and I'll buy you a new one."
Jake didn't like the shirt anyway but it was odd letting his teacher take his shirt. However, not as odd as getting blown in the closet by his teacher, letting his teacher fuck him and kind of enjoy it all.
To be concluded...
*Thanks for reading and thanks for all the positive comments on the first three chapters. I plan to get the last one out a little more quickly. Any comments or suggestions can be sent to crisintel(at)yahoo.com. Xoxo
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