Date: Mon, 24 Sep 2007 13:35:59 -0700 (PDT) From: Alex B <cutiealexb@yahoo.com> Subject: The Principal's Office- Chapter 1 Author's note: This story tells of a teenager's encounter with his high school's principal. It is purely fictional and for entertainment purposes only. It contains both materials of a homosexual nature and of sexual relations between a youth and an adult. If you do not support such things, or you are not of the age to read such material, or such events are forbidden where you live-press the back button now and do not proceed to read. If not, please continue and enjoy. It also contains unprotected sex between two males, and I must remind you that it is a work of fiction and it is always best to practice safe sex in real life, especially these days. Be safe; use a condom. Feel free to contact me at cutiealexb@yahoo.com. The Principal's Office c Alex Bennett, 2007 All character's are fictional, and any resemblance to a person in real life is purely coincidental. The Principal's Office By Alex B. Chapter 1 Nick Montague groaned as he made his way down the hall of Barker High's main building. He had been sent to the principal's office for disrupting his sixth hour's Trigonometry class. In reality, however, he'd been telling the class clown, Kenneth Miller, to shut up so that he could hear their teacher teach. Unluckily for him, Mr. Carlton had, at that exact moment, decided to stop speaking and look at his class. He'd then proceeded to call Nick out and warn him that he'd receive an after school detention if he didn't "shut his cakehole". Nick, thoroughly annoyed that he'd been caught talking and Ken-who'd been joking and laughing with his gang of friends-hadn't, said that he'd only been telling a fucking idiot to shut the hell up. Mr. Carlton, who Nick highly suspected to hate his guts for reasons unknown to him, had grinned a nasty little smirk, gone to his desk, scribbled a note on a piece of paper, and sent Nick to the principal's office for the rest of the class period. Nick had then flipped off Ken and his friends, who had begun to laugh outright, stuffed his books into his backpack, stomped up the aisle, and wrenched the note from his teacher-who also assigned him a detention for Saturday morning in his classroom at ten o'clock in the morning. Leaving the classroom, Nick slammed the door hard. Storming out of the math building, he made his way to the main building. Now Nick stopped in front of the Administrations office, weighing whether he should just leave-it was last period after all-or just get the visit over with, since either way he'd have to see Mr. Parker anyway. Deciding that it would be best to see him now, rather than when he'd really done something wrong, Nick pulled open the door and walked up to the secretary, passing her the note. She took it, read it over with a nod, and pointed at the door that held a small plaque proclaiming it as Mr. Parker's office. With a small smile to the woman, Nick turned on his heels and entered the office, surprised that the man wasn't there yet. Taking a seat in one of the chairs set before the desk, he didn't have to wait long before a tall middle-aged man of about thirty-four entered. Nick looked up, his blue eyes meeting green as the older man smiled. "Nick," Mr. Parker said jovially. "What do I have the pleasure of your visiting my office today?" Nick couldn't help but smile. He'd always liked Mr. Parker, who was fair, very kind, and nice to talk to. Nick always made a habit to chat with him when the other was in the courtyard during passing periods. Not to mention that Nick had gained a small crush on the older man who had dark black hair, gorgeous green eyes, a nice form, and a very nice voice. Nick had always liked taller, older men ever since he'd realized he was gay. The fact that Mr. Parker was unmarried was just an added bonus. And the older man always made him laugh even if he was in the worst of moods. Nick sighed and handed him the note the secretary had returned to him. Mr. Parker fell back into his seat with a heavy sigh before reading over the note, looking up at him with mild surprise as he let the slip of paper fall into the waste bin next to his desk. "Disrupting class? You? I find that really hard to believe." Nick nodded. "Mr. Carlton has had it out for me since the first day of school, sir," Nick said. "My disruption was me telling Ken Miller to shut up." Mr. Parker's eyes rose. "Did you explain that to Mr. Carlton?" Nick flushed lightly. "Well, I did but I kind of cussed at him. I didn't call him any names, but I cussed nonetheless. I was annoyed because Ken and his friends had been talking since class started and he said nothing. And they were loud." Mr. Parker sighed and stood, making his way around his desk to lean against in front of the young man. He placed his hand on the other's shoulder and gave it a squeeze. Nick tensed at the contact and looked into the older man's eyes. "I'll see if I can change you to another class," Mr. Parker said finally. "And I'll talk to Mr. Carlton about Mr. Miller. I can't really send you back to class, so you can just hang out here with me if you'd like." As a normal sixteen-year-old male, contact of any kind sent a spark to his nether regions and so it was with both relief and regret that the other withdrew his hand. Smiling, he nodded at the principal's suggestion. "That sounds great." Mr. Parker nodded and then frowned. "Actually, Nick," he said slowly. "I've been meaning to discuss something with you, and now would be the perfect time. But it's a little private, and so I'm going to let Misty know we are not to be disturbed for any reason." Nick could only blink as the other left and returned a moment later, the distinct flip of the lock reaching his ears. Mr. Parker then took the second chair and turned it towards the younger male, who did the same. "I wanted to ask you," the dark-haired man began with a soft smile. "Feel free not to answer if you don't want to: are you gay?" Nick blushed, looking down at his lap. He wasn't a closet case, but he wasn't exactly one to shout his sexual preference to the world either. His friends and family knew of course, but he generally kept it to himself unless the need arise to state it. Now, however, the man he'd had a crush on since the day he'd arrived at the school was asking him point blank if he was gay. Forcing himself to look into Mr. Parker's eyes, Nick slowly nodded. Mr. Parker's smile widened, which surprised Nick even more. "I thought so," the older man said. Then he surprised Nick by placing his hand on his thigh, giving it a small squeeze. "I've noticed you watching me, and I have to say, I'm quite flattered. It's been awhile since a cute younger male's looked at me the way you do." Nick cleared his throat, finally finding his voice. "R-really?" he asked a little weakly. Then he blinked. "Sir, are you gay?" Mr. Parker laughed right out at this. "I do hope so, or this really would be going no where, wouldn't it?" Blinking, Nick turned red. "G-going-?" Before he could continue, Mr. Parker's lips were against his own. Resisting at first, he then gave in and kissed the older man back. He couldn't believe that this sexy older man was kissing him, a short okay-looking blond hair, blue-eyed Junior, in his office-and he told the other as much when they'd pulled away for air. This caused the principal to laugh and say he was cute. "I don't see why you're so surprised," Mr. Parker said softly, his hand sliding up his thigh, becoming dangerously close to his groin. "You are very cute, and apparently quite willing." His hand had now closed over his clothed manhood, which was becoming increasingly hard with ever passing second. A soft moan passed Nick's lips as he slouched down in the chair, spreading his legs. Mr. Parker unbuttoned and unzipped the boy's pants, slipping his hand into Nick's boxers and slowly rubbing the teen's cock. His eyes darted to the junior's face, which was alight with pleasure. "Is this okay, cutie?" asked the older man, though it was quite obvious that it was more than okay. Nick's reply was a low drawn out moan as Mr. Parker pulled his near stiff cut six-inch organ from his boxers, the cool air hitting it. Slowly, the principal closed his hand firmly around it, stroking it slowly, eliciting more of the wonderful sounds that were escaping Nick's slightly parted lips. Nick was in heaven, or as close to it as one could truly be and still be among the earth. His hands gripped the arms of his chair painfully tight as Mr. Parker expertly teased his swollen member. He watched through half-lidded eyes as the older man leaned down and swiped his tongue over the tip of his cock, drawing out a drop of pearly white jizz, which he then swiped up eagerly. Then he took Nick's entire length into his mouth, his nose tickled by a dusting of soft blonde pubes. His expert tongue massaged the boy's shaft as he sucked hard on Nick, converting the young man to a string of sighs, moans, and ragged breathing. One of Nick's hands found its way to the back of Mr. Parker's head, his fingers lacing through the principal's dark locks. Pushing firmly, he bucked softly into the older man's warm, moist mouth. He shivered as he felt the tale-tale twitch of his cock, gasping out a warning to the other. "G-gonna cum, sir!" Rather than pull away, as Nick had suspected, Mr. Parker pulled off until he only had the young male's knob in his mouth, sucking hard as his hand began to massage his balls. His unoccupied hand ran along Nick's still clothed thigh. With a string of moans, Nick came steadily into his principal's waiting mouth. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Ahhh!" the junior moaned as jet after jet of his juices filled Mr. Parker's mouth. Mr. Parker swallowed every bit, sucking hard to drain the teen's cock of any leftover. Only when he was certain the organ had nothing left to offer, did he pull away and proceed to licking the shaft clean. Rising slightly, he pressed his mouth hotly over Nick's, nipping at the boy's lower lip before passing his tongue into the teen's mouth when his lips had parted. Their tongues battled one another as the kissed, Nick finally pulling away to catch his breath. The older man leaned up, watching the boy with a grin as his softly dazed look became one of surprise and embarrassment. "You. you just." "Indeed, I just sucked you off," Mr. Parker agreed, amusement evident in his voice. "And you enjoyed it. Very much, in fact." Nick's blush rose as he mouthed something that the older man couldn't hear. "I'm sorry, what?" Mr. Parker asked pleasantly. Nick sighed and looked down at his cock. As he put himself away, he whispered loud enough so that the principal could hear. But only just. "It felt awesome." Mr. Parker laughed out right. "Well, I have been around the block a few times. I know a little of how to make someone feel good." Nick blushed again as he whispered something the other once again could not hear. "I'm sorry, Nick. You'll have to speak up if you expect me to hear you." Nick groaned and looked up into his eyes. "Can we do it again sometime, Mr. Parker?" The older man smirked and nodded. "Of course, however next time, I expect you to do quite a bit for me. and I most definitely want to get my hands on that sweet ass of yours. But right now it's time for you to get on the bus and go home." Nick blushed at the complement and ran his tongue along his lower lip. He very much wanted to suck his principal off and to feel the man deep inside him. If it was one thing he loved more than anything else, it was getting fucked by sexy men. With a quick look over at the man, he stood and started for the door, turning back when the other called out to him. "If anyone mentions any noises they may have heard," Mr. Parker said with a soft grin. "Send them to me. And Nick, I'd like you to call me Tom when we are together like this. Alright?" Nick nodded, a wide smile on his face as he left the office. If anyone had heard anything in the outer office, they didn't say anything. With a brighter outlook, Nick made his way out of the school and hopped on his bus, certain that he could face anything-even the next day's detention with Mr. Carlton, and looking forward to the start of next week.