Date: Mon, 4 Jul 2016 04:33:57 +0000 (UTC)
From: greendot76@yahoo.com
Subject: Chemistry With Teacher

Disclaimer: The story below is a work of fiction - a fantasy of mine, but
fiction nonetheless.  Feel free to contact me with feedback, comments, or
your own fantasies: greendot76@yahoo.com


Chemistry With Teacher

I had missed a big chemistry exam earlier in the week.  Mr. Hicks, the
chemistry teacher, coached the track team and was the faculty lead for the
chemistry club, so his days were usually pretty full and Friday afternoon
was his only free time to let me stay after school to make up the exam.

It was 1994.  I was a high school senior, and I had recently turned 18.  I
was about 5 feet, 6 inches tall, with light brown hair, and had a slim but
strong build.  I wasn't on the swim team any more, but I had been my
freshman and sophomore years.  I quit after that to focus on my schoolwork;
I enjoyed swimming and still did it for fun, but I was a bit of a nerd and
decided that my grades were more important than being on the swim team.

It was a bit strange staying late on a Friday. There weren't any after
school student activities, and it seemed like most of the teachers went
straight home after the last class of the day - starting their weekends
early.  Mr. Hicks sat at his desk grading papers while I sat at one of the
classroom benches writing the exam.  I was well prepared and managed to
breeze through the test pretty quickly.

"Uhh... Mr. Hicks?  I think I finished," I said.

"Great," he replied.  He stood up and walked toward my desk.  "You probably
won't need it, but to be fair, I gave the other students some extra credit
questions, so I should let you have them too."

"Oh, OK," I replied.  I knew I didn't need any extra credit.  I already
felt like I'd aced the test, but what high school nerd can turn down the
chance for extra credit?

"They watched a short video from the chemistry education series and then
answered a few question about it," explained Mr.  Hicks.  There was a TV
and a VCR on a cart in the small storage room in the corner of the
classroom.  It wasn't unusual for us to watch these videos in class.  "This
one's only about 10 or 15 minutes long.  I'll put in the tape.  The
questions are on the back of the exam."  Mr. Hicks wheeled the TV cart out
of the storage room and fished a video out of the box of VHS tapes.  "I
need to run to the teacher's lounge for a few minutes.  I should be back
before the video's over."

The tape was whirring in the machine as he walked out of the classroom.  I
couldn't help but steal a glance at him as he walked away.  I'm gay, though
at the time, I'm not sure I knew what that meant.  I just knew what I was
attracted to.  Mr.  Hicks was in his mid-40s, probably about 6 feet tall,
and had light brown hair that was thinning and receding just a bit.  He had
a slender and kind of lanky body.  He wasn't in perfect shape, but he
probably still did some running while coaching the track team, and that
kept him rather trim.  As usual, he was wearing khaki pants and a short
sleeve, button-up plaid shirt - the same thing he wore nearly every day.

The movie finally kicked on - grainy at first before clearing up.  The
television showed a man sitting on a couch - definitely a different intro
than the typical chemistry videos we've watched.  Another man walked into
the room - but this guy was completely naked and sporting a huge
hard-on. "Can I give you a hand with that?  Sure, how about both hands, and
maybe your mouth too."  The naked man walked forward and the guy sitting on
the couch starting sucking his cock!  I realized that this was NOT a
chemistry education video, though I was definitely getting an education.  I
was attracted to guys, but I had never done anything with another guy
before, and I had definitely never seen a gay porn video before.

I stared intently at the screen for a few moments before I realized that
Mr. Hicks would be back in the room in a few minutes!  Should I get up and
turn off the TV before he returns?  Then he'll wonder why the TV's off.
So, I should just let it keep playing?  But then he'll walk in and catch me
watching gay porn.  I didn't know if this was his tape, and he'd be
embarrassed that I was watching it, or if some other teacher or student had
snuck it in there, and he had no idea about it.  I sat frozen, sweating and
wondering what to do.  I think my whole body had gone numb.  Well
everything except for my dick, which had immediately gone rock hard and was
now throbbing in my shorts.  Before I could make any decision or even wrap
my head around what was happening, Mr. Hicks walked back into the room.  By
now the men on the screen were both naked on the couch and jerking each
other off.

Mr. Hicks walked in front of the screen and froze when he saw the screen.
"Uhh... uhh...  where did you?  Oh, shit.  Oh, sorry, that's the wrong
tape!"  Mr. Hicks quickly scrambled for the off button on the TV -
frantically hitting just about every button - mute, volume up, volume down,
brightness - before he finally found OFF.  By his apology and exclamation,
I realized that this was 1) a mistake, and 2) definitely his tape.

Mr. Hicks turned back to me, red-faced and slightly out of breath, and
said, "Sorry I... umm.."

"It's OK," was all I could muster.

"I, um, wasn't supposed to play that.  I'm sorry that you saw... so much."

"It's OK," I said again.  Then I mustered the nerve to say, "I've... never
seen a video like that before."

"Yeah, um...  I shouldn't have had that in the classroom.  I think it got
mixed up with the other tapes."  Mr. Hicks started wheeling the TV cart
back into the storage room and went inside.  I could hear him fumbling
around in there - probably taking the tape out of the VCR.  I got up from
my desk, and realizing that the tent in my pants was not going away, I
picked up my exam paper and held it in front of me as I walked toward the
store room.  Mr. Hicks was on his knees digging through the box of tapes
when I appeared in the doorway.

He saw me out of the corner of his eye and said, "I'm just making sure I've
got these sorted out."  He was still obviously embarrassed about what had
just happened.

I smiled down at Mr. Hicks and said, "Umm.. so do I still have to do the
extra credit questions?"  Of course I had just seen gay porn for the first
time, but all I cared about were my grades!

I think that broke the tension.  He chuckled and said, "No, I think you
already got more 'extra' than you bargained for with this test.  Here, I'll
take it."  He reached out to me, and I handed him the exam paper.  In that
moment, I forgot what I had been covering, and my raging hard-on - all 7"
of it - was suddenly quite visible through my shorts.  Like most high
school kids at the time, I was wearing loose boxers under loose athletic
shorts - not the best for hiding a raging hard-on.

Mr. Hicks' stare stayed on my crotch just a few moments too long.  He
looked down at the box of tapes, blushing a bit and said, "Maybe you didn't
mind the video so much?"

"Oh, umm... sorry, I ... I think it just happened I guess," I sheepishly
answered, as I tried to cover myself with my hands.

"Hehe.. don't worry about it.  I remember what it was like to be 17."

"18," I corrected.

"Ahh.. well, I remember 18 too," he chuckled.  "So, I think the rest of
these actually are chemistry videos," he said as he stood up.  "I guess
it's kind of good that that happened.  It would have been much worse if I'd
shown it to the whole class."

"Yeah! So that was your tape?" I asked.

"Uh, yeah... I guess I have a few of those tapes at home."

"With all men?"

"All men?" he asked.

"Yeah, it was like porno or something, but it was just guys... having..."

"Oh, yeah, all of the porn videos I have are... uh... yeah, just men.  Did
you... like that?" Mr. Hicks asked, and trained his eyes downward toward my
crotch again.

I chuckled and following his gaze downward responding, "Yeah, it was
interesting.  I hadn't ever seen ... that... before."

"You've never seen it, but maybe you've thought about it?  Thought about
men being together like that?" Mr. Hicks asked, looking me in the eyes.

"Yeah, I guess so.  Sometimes."

"Seems like you liked it.  You're still hard," he said, finally being very
direct about the situation in my shorts.  Mr. Hicks could tell that he
embarrassed me a bit and put one hand on my shoulder as he said, "It's OK,"
he chuckled.  "That's why I have these kinds of tapes.  I think I'm getting
into the same... uhh... situation... myself, just talking about it," he
said and looked down toward his own crotch.  I followed his gaze and
noticed a significant bulge in the front of his khakis.

"Have you ever done any of those things you saw in the video?" Mr. Hicks
inquired.

"Uh, no, not with another guy.  Just by myself I guess, like when the men
in the video were sitting on the couch and jacking off, but just on my own.
Not with anybody else."  I paused.  "Have you?" I asked.

"Yeah.  Though it's been a while.  Lately I've been like you - just ... by
myself."

"Do you watch these videos when you jack off?"  I asked.

Mr. Hicks smiled and said, "Sometimes.  It depends where I'm doing it.
Sometimes I'll put in a video at home and do it, or sometimes I jack off in
the shower, or in bed, or even here a few times."

"In the classroom?!" I exclaimed.

Mr. Hicks laughed.  "Not during class!  But when I stay late to work on
plans or grade papers, I sometimes come here into the storage room and jack
off."

"Really?" I inquired.

"Yeah," Mr. Hicks said, and laughed.  "What?  Do you want me to show you?"

"What? Uhhh...."  I paused, and then said, "Really?"

"Yeah, if you want."  He paused.  "But I'm not gonna do it alone."

"Oh, umm.... maybe," I said nervously, really starting to realize where
this was headed.

"Here, why don't I start," Mr. Hicks said.  He took a step back and lifted
up the shirttails of his untucked shirt, exposing the light brown hair that
spread across his belly and down into his pants.  He unbuckled his belt,
undid the top button of his pants, and pulled down the zipper.  I could see
that he was wearing tight white briefs, which explained why I could see his
swelling bulge earlier but not the full extent of his cock.  Mr. Hicks
lowered his pants until they were down around his ankles, and he stood in
front of me in his shirt and underwear.  "Here, why don't I take this off,"
he said and unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off his shoulders.  He then
kicked off his shoes and stepped out of his pants.  Now he stood in front
of me in just his white briefs and a pair of socks.

Mr. Hicks smiled at me and said, "So what do you think?"

"Good... good... " I stammered.

He chuckled and said, "You're adorable.  Maybe you can give me a hand with
these," he said, hooking his thumbs into the top of the underwear's
waistband.

"Go ahead," Mr Hicks said.

I stepped forward and reached my fingers into the top of his waistband.  I
slid my fingers around to the front.  Mr. Hicks let out a small gasp as my
fingers touched the skin of his abdomen just below the top of the fabric -
just above the top of his dick.  "Yeah, let's take those off," Mr. Hicks
whispered.  Now I was standing very close to him, and I could feel his
breath on my ear as he spoke to me.  I grabbed the sides and started to
slowly slide his underwear down his hips.

"Yeah, boy.  Keep going.  My cock's real hard. Let it out."  I pulled them
down slowly, exposing the soft brown hair above his dick, and then the base
of his cock.  I then pulled them all the way down, and his cock slipped out
of the underwear and bounced up.  He let out a gasp, and I let one out too.
Now his underwear was just below his balls.  "Yeah, all the way down," he
whispered.  I had to get down on my knees to slide his underwear past his
knees and down to his feet.  He stepped out of them and kicked them aside.
Now Mr. Hicks stood in front of me completely naked, and I was on my knees
in front of him, his cock right in front of my face.  I froze, just staring
at his 7" cock; it was thick too, so it looked much larger than mine.

"Is this the first dick you've seen?" he asked.

"Well, mine, and other kids in the locker room, but not like this," I said,
looking up at him.

"You mean you've never seen a grown man's hard cock before?"

"Uh.. no.  It's big," I said.

"Yeah, do you like it?"  he asked.  I didn't respond, just looked up at him
and nodded.  "Why don't you go ahead and touch it."  I reached up and
gently wrapped my hand around his cock.

"Oh yeah... wow, your hand feels goooood," he moaned.

Instinct told me to squeeze and stroke his cock, like I've done with my own
so many time before.  Mr. Hicks started breathing heavily while I massaged
his cock.  I did this for a couple of minutes before he said, "Mmmm.. boy,
that feels so good.  Let's get you out of those clothes."  I then felt a
bit self-conscious, realizing I was fully clothed in a small room with my
completely naked chemistry teacher.  Mr. Hicks pulled me back up to my feet
and lifted my t-shirt up and over my head.  He gave my shoulder and chest a
quick rub with his hands before sliding down and pulling down my shorts and
boxers in one quick motion.  Now my dick stood straight out and up,
pointing at his chest while he kneeled in front of me. He wasted no time
wrapping one hand around the base of my cock and the other around my back
to rub my ass cheeks.  "Fuck boy, you feel sooo good."  All I could do was
whimper softly as he held me tightly with both hands.  I had never felt so
good in my life.

"I'm going to take you in my mouth now.  Is that OK?" Mr. Hicks asked,
looking up at me.  Before I could mutter an "Uh- huh," he swooped in and
took nearly the full length of my dick into his mouth.

"Ugggg..  oh gawd!" I exclaimed.  I suddenly felt completely weak, with my
knees nearly buckling under me.  Mr. Hicks tightened his grip on my ass and
kept me upright, pulling me in closer as he bobbed his head up and down the
full length of my cock.  I started to rub my hands through his hair and
massage his neck and shoulders while he continued to consume the whole
length of my hard boy cock.

It wasn't long before I whimpered, "Unnnh.. Mr. Hicks, I think I'm going to
cum."  I wasn't sure if he'd want that in his mouth, so I gave him a
warning.

He pulled his mouth off my cock, and said, "Yeah baby, give me your load.
I want you to fucking shoot all over my mouth, all over my face, baby."  He
gripped my cock hard with his hand and stroked it fast, with just the tip
between his wet lips.

"Oh, I'm cumming...uhhh!" I yelled and nearly buckled over in ecstasy, as I
started to shoot load after load of wet jizz first onto my teacher's lips,
then into his open mouth, and then all over his face as he started to rub
my cock across his cheeks and lips and even his forehead.

"Oh, fuck yeah, boy.  Fuck yeah.  Cover my face with your cum.  All over my
face, baby.  Give it to me."  He kept licking my wet cock up and down and
rubbing the whole shaft all over his face.

It was the most intense orgasm I had ever had, and I had never shot so much
cum in my life.  When he first said he wanted me to cum all over his face,
I thought that sounded strange, but now that I was staring at Mr. Hicks
handsome face, covered in my cum, with my cock pressed against his lips, I
had never been so turned on or seen anything so hot in my life.  Real life
was even better than the video I had seen earlier.

I stood, panting, and Mr. Hicks leaned back, sat on the ground and then
pulled me toward him.  "Come here," he said, pulling me down to him on the
ground.  He leaned back laying flat on his back and pulled me down on top
of him.  His body felt so good beneath me - the feel of his hairy chest
against my smooth skin.  His still hard cock pressed against my groin.  I
couldn't stop touching him, rubbing my hands all over.

"Are you OK?" he asked.

"Yeah, good.  I feel... good... amazing."

He chuckled.  "I'm glad I could make you feel so good.  That was really
special for me to give that to you."

I laughed, "I think I gave it to you... uhh... all over your face."

He laughed, squeezing me tighter.  "Yeah you did.  So good, boy.  Fucking
hot."  Mr. Hicks was quiet for a few moments before continuing, "Let me
show you something else.  I think you'll like it, and I know I will."

I lifted my head off his shoulder and looked him in the eyes, knowing I
would do anything he asked me to do right now.  He directed me to get up,
while he stayed on his back on the carpeted floor.  He pulled his knees up
and positioned me so I was facing him while I kneeled between his legs.  He
then pulled his knees up toward his chest, lifting his ass up off the
ground, exposing the underside of his balls and his ass and ass hole.

"Now, it might seem strange, but I know you'll like doing this for me.  Put
your face down, and lick that space under my balls."  I did what he said
without hesitation.  "Yeah, just like that... feels so good, baby.  Yeah,
use your lips and tongue, get it all wet.  Up and down, boy, yeah.  Do it
for your teacher.  Mmmm.. Yeah, now go a bit lower, yeah, lower."  I
hesitated, wondering if he really wanted me to lick his asshole.  He could
sense my hesitation, and said, "You'll like it boy, I know it... just a bit
lower and lick my hole.  Make me feel so good, boy."

Now that I was clear what he wanted, I hesitated no longer, sliding my
tongue across his ass hole, getting it as wet as I could.  I started to
swirl my tongue around, circling his hole.  I could tell he was liking it,
as he had started stroking his own cock and was pumping it harder and
faster.

"Yeah boy, don't stop.  Lick that hole, boy.  Push your tongue into my
hole."  I did what I was told and started to really enjoy it.  His ass, and
my whole face were wet messes, but I couldn't get enough.  I pressed my
tongue into his hole as hard as I could, and I was enjoying the taste.  The
deeper my tongue went, the sweeter his ass tasted.

"Fuck me with your tongue!" he stated louder.

"Don't stop, oh, fuck oh fuck!  Yeah, oh, I'm gonna cum.  Don't stop!  Do
it hard!"  He was stroking his dick harder and faster and was pushing his
ass into my face.  I pushed back as hard as I could with my mouth and my
tongue.  I could feel his ass hole quiver, as he started to moan in
ecstasy.  He was yelling, "Fuck yeah, fucking yeah, I'm coming. I'm
coming!"  I kept tongue fucking him and didn't stop until his body went
still.  He finally put his legs down and patted me on the head.  I looked
up to see his stomach and chest covered in loads of wet cum.  Between my
cum all over his face, and his cum all over his body, he was a mess.  A
fucking HOT mess.

"Oh man, good job boy.  You are sooo good at that.  Are you sure you've
never done that before?!"  He jokingly asked.

"No," I stammered.

He chuckled, and said, "Well, I hope that's not the last time."

We got up, and wiped ourselves off with a roll of paper towels from the
shelf in the store room.  I just loved standing there, staring at this
naked man's body in front of me.  Huge cock, hairy chest, I couldn't get
enough.  We finished cleaning up as much as we could and got dressed.  I
walked back into the classroom and picked up my backpack.

"So, I guess I'll see you in class on Monday, Kevin," he stated, back in
his formal teacher voice.

"Yeah, Mr Hicks" I replied.  "I'll be there."