*MATURE*
Pt. II
*Gets a bit sexy*
James inhaled sharply and whispered. “Y-yes please, Sir.” James turned his head back slowly. Mr. Mason was inches from him. He groaned a low, small sound in James’ ear. The older man stood up straight and crossed the room to the door, pulled a key from his pocket and gave the key two quick turns in the lock. He tested the handle. Firmly shut.
James’ eyes followed him across the room. He couldn’t think straight. Without hesitation he rose from his seat and walked slowly towards the teacher, step by step. Now both standing inches from one another, James had to crane his neck to look up at the man. Mr. Mason leaned down and gently held the sides of James’ face.
“I’ve had a strange feeling about this for a while now. The way our eyes meet during class, in the corridors, during practice. Naturally I’ve never said anything. You’re much more mature than the others, a stand-out in the crowd. Are you sure you’d like to do this? Because you know you don’t have to if you don’t want to or you don’t feel comfortable.”
“Sir, I’m very comfortable right here.” James’ heart swelled and he closed the short gap between their lips.
The kiss was soft but firm. The teacher's lips were soft and warm. Their lips danced together, gently at first, and started to move faster and faster. Patrick leaned further into the kiss and a soft moan escaped him. His hands clasped tighter around James’ face.
They parted briefly, both panting from the moment.
“Fuck, you’re so hot.” James whimpered.
The older man closed the gap once more and slid his tongue into the student’s mouth. It was James’ turn to moan. James slid his hands up the length of Patrick’s body, feeling the muscles in his back move under his shirt. He has so toned. As their mouths moved together Mr. Mason moved his hands from James’ face and combed his fingers through his hair. Their bodies grew closer together and they fell into a natural rocking motion against each other. James could feel the swelling between his legs growing and pressing into his teacher’s leg. He could also feel Patrick’s bulge pressing into him. James opened his eyes and could see beads of sweat glistening on Patrick’s forehead.
They pulled apart breathlessly. The teacher began to guide James backwards towards the desk. James stopped when he felt the wooden frame behind him. Patrick pushed James gently onto the desk.
“Are you sure?” he asked one last time. In response, James began to undo his fly. The older man helped him pull down his pants and boxers in one swift movement. James’ cock sprang out fully erect.
“Fuck.” Mr Mason gasped. “You’re much bigger than I was expecting. More to play with so.” He went down onto his knees in front of James and gently grabbed the student’s cock. Patrick could feel it give a little pulse in his hand and he touched it.
“I better go easy on you, you look like you might not last.”
The man’s hair was hanging over his eyes. Mr. Mason took James’ cock into his mouth. James threw his head back and moaned loudly. Lucky for them this classroom was down at the very end of the building. No one would be down this far at this time. Patrick dipped his head and his lips ran down the length of James’ shaft. He could feel the veins in his cock. He pulled back up again and sucked on the head of the younger man’s cock. James’ eyes rolled back in his head and his toes were curling up. He reached for Patrick’s head and gently gripped his hair.
His teacher bobbed his head up and down slowly, running his tongue along the underneath of his cock. The sensation was overwhelming. Over and over, faster and faster, Mr Mason’s mouth took in all it could. His lips reached the base and James could feel the back of his teachers throat on the end of his cock. Patrick lifted his hand and wrapped his fingers around the bottom of his shaft. In one fluid motion he bobbed his head and his fingers followed seamlessly. James couldn’t take much more.
“S-s-sir. I’m close.” James whimpered.
Mr. Mason broke the seal and raised his head to James, his mouth glistening.
“Would you like to find out where the real fun is?” He wiped his mouth on his sleeve and stood up to face James. James nodded, longing, yearning for the touch again. Their lips met and their tongues twisted around one anothers. The teacher grabbed James’s cock and began to slowly work up and down the length.
“I don’t want you getting soft on me.”
“That definitely won’t happen, Sir.” They both smirked and James stood up. Patrick turned him around and James lay on his stomach on Mr. Mason’s desk.
“I promise I’ll be gentle.”
James could hear the teacher fumbling with his belt and the movement of clothes. It felt strange for his bare ass to be so exposed. Patrick bent down and separated James’ cheeks. He stuck his tongue between the flesh and licked up the down and around the little hole. James' face scrunched up at the new and amazing sensation.
How can this be so good?
James imagined Mr. Mason’s face behind him, eyes closed, devouring his ass. Saliva dripped down along his balls. Patrick stood back up and pushed his thumb gently into the younger man's ass. James flinched. Patrick pulled his thumb back out.
“Did I hurt you?”
James turned back as far as he could to look at his teacher.
“No, not at all. I want more.” His mouth was agape. “Take me, Sir. I'm ready.”
He spotted Patricks cock in his hand and his eyes widened. The teacher smiled a toothy grin and positioned himself behind James. The younger man turned back and lay flat on the table. The head of Patrick’s cock pressed against James’ ass. With a small amount of pressure Patrick slid into James. Everyone said that this would hurt, but James felt nothing but pleasure. The teacher began to move his hips back and forth, back and forth, his cock sliding in and out of James.
James could feel his eyes watering from the pleasure. It was the most amazing sensation he had ever experienced. Mr. Mason started to move faster and his breathing was getting heavier. The desk squeaked underneath them. In and out, in and out, James felt himself filling up with Patrick’s thick cock. Faster, faster, his heart beating in his ears, James spread his legs wider. Patrick pushed further into him. A powerful jolt sent a shiver down James' spine.
“Right there.” he cried out. “There.”
Patrick began to pulse harder, getting deeper and deeper into his student. The jolts of pleasure ran through James' body over and over.
How can this get any better?
In that moment Patrick reached underneath James and grabbed his cock in his hands. James arched his back and gasped.
It just got better.
Keeping in perfect time Patrick pounded into James and stroked his cock. The world was starting to fade into brightness, James could feel a tightness in his groin.
“I’m gonna...” Patrick cried suddenly. The movements behind him became jerky but his cock sunk deeper into his ass. With one last thrust Patrick groaned. The sound of Mr. Mason and the final thrust sent James over the edge too.
“Fuck.” James cried. His release was magical.
The two men remained motionless for a moment, listening to each other’s heavy breathing.
“Wow.” Mr. Mason murmured. “That was pretty amazing. I hope it was as good for you.” He slid out from James, his limp and tender dick dripped with cum.
“It was so much more.” James replied. Pushing himself up onto wobbling legs. He pulled his boxers and trousers back up and tucked his shirt in. The ground under the desk was spotted with small white globules.
James sniggered, “I better clean that up before…” He started and looked up at the clock on the all.
“Fuck! The bell’s about to go!” He turned and spotted Mr. Mason with wide eyes.
The clean-up was rapid and all the windows in the room were opened. Just as the chairs had been rearranged the bell sounded.
RIIIIIIIIIIIIIING.
James shuffled to the back of the room and retrieved his bookbag. He made his way back up to the front of the room and spied Mr. Mason trying to check his reflection in the screen of the computer monitor.
“I think we’re all clear.” James spoke.
Mr. Mason stood up and readjusted his tight pants. They both walked to the door and Mr. Mason unlocked it. Before he opened it he gave James a quick peck on the cheek and grabbed a handful of his ass. Stepping back, he opened the door to a line of teenagers waiting outside the door.
“I hope you’ve learned your lesson, Mr. Neil. This is what happens when you don’t complete your homework on time.” Mr. Mason spoke aloud within earshot of his incoming class. “I expect to see your homework completed to perfection for tomorrow's class. On you go.”
Mr. Mason smiled down at James. James nodded and walked away from the teacher. He could hear the younger students filing into the classroom. James grabbed a handful of his own shirt and inhaled. It still smelled of him. He smirked.
You know, Mr. Mason, I don’t think I will.
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