My days as a teacher were counted. I found myself not motivated enough anymore to put up with all the negative reactions of students, giving test to people who where not motivated themselves. But most of all, I wanted to quit because of my college's. There was not a single person who I'd become friends with in this work. Everybody minded their own business and didn't care about the problems or joy of others. I on the other hand am a young motivated guy who loves to get to know people and tries to discover something in every person what others haven't discovered yet. Qualities are in us all; they sometimes just have to be found by somebody else.
It was my last week at this school, and after my short vacation I could start as a teacher in another city. My class was informed by my leaving and as any teacher would expect they were very excited about it. They could concentrate on a new teacher, and discover how far he would go in controlling the class and his temper.
I couldn't care less; even in the two years at this school I hadn't been able to get personal to any of the students of other teachers. After class one of the students came up to me. It was McNeil, one of the silent students in my class. He was an average student, average results, but his looks made up for those things
"So, you're going away?"
"Yes I am McNeil"
"Gonna miss working here?"
I didn't answer that question. I found it not important enough for McNeil to know about my feelings of this school.
"What are you going to do now Sir?"
"I got an other job, I'm going to try my luck over there"
"So you are defiantly not coming back?"
"You can bet your life on it."
"Good....."
Remarkable, even when the boy was alone with me he felt in necessary to insult me. I looked at him. How could this boy react this way; we never had a disagreement or a problem before. I wanted to understand his comment.
"Why do you say such a thing, why do you want to get rid of me this much."
McNeil did not speak
"I've never been hard on you, or anyone in this class. You always complaining about school and teachers, you never have put any effort in getting to know your teachers. What do you know about me that gives you the feeling that you're glad to see me going?"
McNeil came a step closer
"I know nothing about you sir, and I must say that having you as a teacher wasn't always that bad, but still, I'm glad you're going away. You see, Sir, I've got a problem with you, you will never understand. You can't help me with it, but you are the cause of it."
"Problem, McNeil, what do you want to say?"
I was getting angry. I didn't need this the last week. I just wanted to go without any problems.
"Every day you stand before your class, teaching us things, telling us things, meaning the best for our education. "
"Yes? Isn't that what teachers do?"
"Then why don't you dress like a teacher? You come in there wearing these jeans that every girl in class looks at, why do we have to see the great muscular arms of you every time you stand in front of us. Why do you set the image of a great guy in front of a class, so you know that everybody slightly interested can't concentrate on anything else but you as a person."
All of a sudden it became clear. McNeill's girlfriend had a crush on me. Damn it! I should have seen this coming. I know girls are sensitive about a teacher who is young and well built. McNeil was a guy with great looks and could have any girl in the school. He was one of the most popular guys in this class. Now I understood his reaction.
"Listen McNeil, I can't help the way I look or the things I do. This is the way I am and people have got to accept it. You don't see me judging people on how they look or what they do."
"Oh you don't?"
And with those words McNeil reached out his hand and grabbed my basket.
"Sir, I think you didn't understood what I said before. I don't care about how you make the girls feel, but I care about the way you make ME feel."
I was speechless. McNeil was rubbing my basket and I couldn't move a muscle. He continued his story.
"Every since you came here you are driving me crazy with the way you stand before class. I can't take my eyes of your ass when you are writing on the chalkboard. And when you speak in front of the class, I'm having trouble concealing the fact I'm looking at your basket. You've said you won't judge people on what they do. Well then, I'm feeling your cock and you can't do a thing about it."
What nerves this student had. I pushed his hand away and took one step back
"Listen to me McNeil, you can't do this. I'm your teacher for god sake!"
"I don't care. That's why I'm glad you're leaving. This is my chance of doing the things I always wanted to do. I want to feel you, I want to touch you and most definitely want to give you a blowjob. I don't care what you think of me, I don't care what you say to other the student or teachers. You'll be gone at the end of the week and I had the change of doing the things with you I have dreamt of."
McNeil came closer and laid one hand on my ass. He began to move his hand in circles on my ass. I wanted to push him away, but he used the other hand to tighten his grip. I didn't think that McNeil had such strength. And I was even more surprised that I liked the way he was holding me. I liked it so much that my cock began to respond. McNeil felt it immediately.
"Ah, playing hard to get and in the end you want the same thing as I do."
"No I don't, what if someone would walk in. We both would be in lots of trouble."
"Come on Sir, stop the act. You are getting a hard on, proving you like what's happening. And if you think someone would walk in, I can assure you nobody will come in here. One of my friends is guarding the door outside. Maybe he gives a few peeks inside, but will make sure nobody else does."
He was right. I was acting like I didn't want this to happen. But I couldn't resist any longer to this guy in front of me. The way he handled me was driving me crazy.
"So relax and let me have my way with you Sir. I'll bet you feel better at the end."
He pushed me gently back until I reached to desk.
"Sit down Sir."
I did.
Without further notice McNeil began to unbutton my jeans. I felt excited but a bit scary too. Could I trust this guy? I decided to let things loose and just enjoy the moment.
My white briefs showed that my cock was getting harder every minute, so McNeil didn't wasted any more time to take it out.
"Sir, I must say that this cock is even better than I had dare to imagine."
"And now it's yours to play with McNeil."
With those words I gave my student the spoken permission to do whatever came to his mind. Not that he needed it to do anything.
McNeil sat down on his knees and looked at my cock. It was hard as a rock and I thought he was going to take it into his mouth. But when his face came closer he only took my cock in his hand. He didn't do anything at that moment. He just holed my cock and looked at it.
After some seconds finally his tongue came out and gave a lick over my cock. His tongue was warm and moist. He began to lick my cock very calmly but it didn't take long before he really got going. The feeling was great. I couldn't believe one of my students was doing this to me...for me. McNeil's mouth was working my big cock like a pro. I couldn't help imagine how many times he had done this before. How many times he did it with a guy from school, or even from his own class. He really knew what he was doing.
I decided to encourage his action.
"This really feels unexpectedly great McNeil." I said
For a moment he stopped giving me blowjob and looked at me.
"Believe me, this is only the beginning."
And he continued giving me a blowjob. With one hand he massaged my balls while he used his other hand to get under my shirt. He found his way up to my nipple and squeezed it firmly. How the hell did he know I liked that?
The next moment I know McNeil got up on his feet and looked me right in the eyes.
"Give me your tongue." He ordered me
As I opened his mouth he didn't waste any second and pressed his mouth against mine. One hand still massaging my balls, the other now finding a way to my ass. It didn't took him long to find out that my firm ass was just waiting for him. "Turn around Sir"
This was it. He was going to fuck me. I didn't know what I should do, I only knew I didn't want him to stop. I just waited for the next moment, waiting for his cock pressing against my crack. But instead I felt something else.
He pushed me a bit forward so my ass was very accessible to him. With my two feet I was standing in front of my own desk, while the rest of my body was laying on the desk. For a moment I didn't felt anything, but then came the surprise. McNeil got down on his knees again and began to lick my crack. Man, what a great feeling to have a students tongue running over your ass. He did it so very well, I almost came instantly. Somehow he noticed that I was close to cumming. Maybe he saw my hand reaching for my cock.
"No Sir, don't touch that cock. We are not going to waste your sperm over some desk. I have a far better purpose for that."
So I let my cock be, as hard as it was......
But I enjoyed the tongue of McNeil licking and cleaning my cock and ass. What a great way to end a season, and what a shame this never happened before.
After a while McNeil got up. I tried also to get up, but he pushed me back. I heard his jeans unzip. A quick look over my shoulder confirmed my thoughts. He had his cock in his hand, ready to penetrate his teacher's ass. My desire for this boy grew within minutes. I wanted him inside me; I never had felt anything like this for anyone. I liked McNeil's style and persistence. I liked his commanding voice when he spoke to me and I liked his strength that he used for having it his way. I loved to be the subject of lust; I loved it to be used by one of my students.
His cock entered my ass. As I felt it entering I didn't even felt any pain. I was counting on pain but there was none. Just pleasure and lust. McNeil began to fuck my ass like a rabbit. First gently and slowly, then harder and firmer.
"Now Sir how does that feel for a change? This is what you get for being such a hot guy standing in front of the class. You knew you where going to get some of this some time didn't you?
I couldn't speak, I was enjoying it too mush to say anything.
"You silence is just a 'go ahead' for me. I'm going to have the fun with you I should have from the beginning."
So McNeil fucked the shit out of me. I even felt his t-shirt become wet from his own body heat. While he was fucking me harder his sneakers began to make a squirting sound while he has pushing his cock into my ass.
It didn't take long before the climax was reached. McNeil grabbed me by the shoulders and licked my ear. That was the moment he came. I felt his warm juice shooting into me. It felt like I had finally become a man, strangely enough. This was the thing I was waiting for whole my life. The juice seemed to get coming out of McNeil's cock. Whaw, could this young student fuck!
A bit exposited McNeil rested his body on mine. He was obliviously tired of the ride we just made.
"McNeil, that was simply great!"
"Don't speak Sir, just let me enjoy the moment for a while."
I did as he asked. We lay there for half a minute when he finally got up.
My cock was still hard as a rock.
"Now it's your turn Sir." And McNeil turned around He bended forwards and a truly juicy and hot ass showed itself to me. I never in my life had fucked a boy, but this was going to be one hell of a first time. Without any hesitation I laid my both hands on his waist and pulled him firmly against my body. I started to touch him all over; I got rid of the shirt he was wearing. A fine trained body revealed itself to me and my tongue was longing for his body. I began to lick his shoulders and armpits. I liked the smell of him. He was so very manly to me. Every inch of his body reminded that to me. Without any problems my cock went straight up his ass. A light moaning came from his lips. He threw his head backwards so his moan was clearly heard by me. With my lips I kissed him passionately while he was enjoying my company. It seemed so very naturally and easy to do, fucking a boy, fucking McNeil. It seemed so familiar and warm. I was so surprised of myself that I was doing this to him right now.
"Oh yeah sir, let me have it. Never let me forget that you were my teacher."
"We both won't forget McNeil, I can promise you that."
My both hand were resting on his great body. Suddenly I felt that I was going to cum. McNeil noticed it too and began to speak to me again, now in a slightly louder voice.
"You are the best teacher I ever had. Fill me up good, let me have it all!
And with those words my sperm shot right in his ass and in his body. My passion juice had now entered this student's body and I felt we were connected for life now. I knew this was impossible but that just the way I felt it. I was very satisfied with him and we kissed a long time after the sex we had. When the bell rang he picked up his shirt and got dressed again. I did the same.
"Thank you sir, for letting me have my way with you."
"I'm glad I didn't had any choice. You really opened my eyes today."
"I know I did Sir, I know I did."
He gave me one kiss and then left the classroom. In the hallway I saw him padding his friend on the shoulder. There really was somebody waiting for him at the hallway. Somebody had been watching over us while we were having sex. I stood there like a hypnotized man, still thinking about what just happened. The thought of him stayed with me for a long time, and even now I sometimes think I see him passing me in the street. But it's never really him. That week I left the school for good, but I never would have thought that there would be something pulling me back. I've never seen McNeil before.
But in my mind we had the most wonderful sex anyone could imagine
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