Date: Wed, 9 Jan 2013 03:25:35 -0800 (PST)
From: Greg <fotogme11@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mr. Hottie ch 40

Mr. Hottie

By: Photo Guy (fotogme11@yahoo.com)
Story Consultant: Drew
Editor and Proofreader: Jere

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This is a fictional story É any similarities to actual people, places,
events or other entities is purely coincidental.  The story involves gay
sex, and was written solely for the reading enjoyment of adults who aren't
offended by the subject matter!  If you are underage, or this type of
material is illegal where you live, please leave now.

***

Sorry for the delay in posting this chapter, but I hope all of my readers
had a wonderful holiday season.  And I wish all of you a very prosperous
2013!

As most of you know, for better or worse, I'm not one to rush my stories
along.  It now appears that Mr. Hottie will have 41 or maybe 42 chapters.
lol But, hopefully, I will be able to satisfy myself and most of the
readers with the ending.  Anyway, here is chapter 40, and I hope all of you
enjoy it!

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Chapter 40

At first ... after Liam had successfully talked Jeremy into wearing the
sexy clothing to school ... Jeremy had been very nervous.  Before he left
the apartment, however, he made up his mind to try to forget what he was
wearing and just concentrate on teaching, like he did every other day.
After all, he wasn't even showing any skin; in the summertime, he wore much
less when he went running, or even to the grocery store.

In preparation to begin teaching the class, Jeremy laid the stack of pop
quizzes on the corner of his desk, while he sat plunk in the middle of the
front of his desktop.  He crossed his right ankle over his left knee ... to
show the class that he was wearing two shoes É before reverting to his
usual teaching position, with feet dangling and legs spread.  Reaching for
his laptop, which contained his e-textbook and lesson plans, and setting it
on the desk to his left, Jeremy began to teach the chapter he'd just
quizzed the kids over.

To Zach's ears, Mr. Carter's voice was little more than a droning noise.
He had no idea what the man was saying, and honestly, didn't care.  A deep
yearning in his cock head and an oversupply of teenage hormones were
controlling him at the moment.  He slid down in his desk, while spreading
his own legs in much the same way as Mr. Carter had.  Eyes smoldering with
passion, he lustfully took in every square inch of the teacher's sexy body.
For some reason, which Zach couldn't quite put his finger on, Mr. C looked
WAY hotter in the sexy clothes than when Zach had seen him wearing only
boxers around the apartment.

Almost without thinking what he was doing, Zach began to finger himself.

Damn!  He quickly pulled his hand back, to keep from cumming in his jeans.
He'd been in such a hurry to get to class before the second bell rang, that
he hadn't even taken 15 seconds to jackoff in the Boys' Room beforehand.
Maybe if he had, his horniness would have been at least partly under
control.

Since right after his dad had collected the quizzes, Shaun had been
watching Zach, and he recognized the smoldering fire in his boyfriend's
eyes.  He had seen that look many times, when the two of them made love É
so he knew without a doubt what it meant.  Maybe he'd had a hard time
believing Zach in the past, but the look in his eyes told Shaun everything
he needed to know.  Zach truly DID have it bad for his dad; Shaun now knew
it without a doubt.

Occupied with the lesson he was teaching, Jeremy hadn't been looking Zach's
way.  But when he did, he knew that something about the boy was different.
While Zach had put on several shows for Mr. C's benefit in the past, today
was different É MUCH different.  The way Zach's mouth gaped sexily, and
his lust-filled eyes locked on his teacher's, it was as if the teen was
trying to mesmerize the man, with the obvious intent of having his way with
him.  It was almost as if Jeremy's fantasy from a few weeks earlier was
about to be fulfilled by Zach ... in real life É and in front of the
whole class!

As Jeremy imagined Zach was sliding out of his desk, his cock sprang to
life, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

In the bedroom, earlier that morning, wearing the sexy clothes for Liam's
benefit had seemed harmless enough É and because the idea turned Liam on
so much, Jeremy had even wanted to wear them.  At the moment, however,
sitting right in front of Zach with all his merchandise on display through
the tight garments, Jeremy knew it had been a bad idea.  With much
difficulty, he tore his eyes away from Zach's, and cleared his throat.

What had he just been saying to the class, anyway?

For all he knew, he might have made a truthful comment that Zach could have
every bit of him, if that was what he wanted.  That was what he was
feeling, anyway.  But if he had said something like that, surely shock at
the statement would have registered on the faces of some of the other
students.  He scanned the classroom; bored looks on the usual faces, polite
interest in what was being taught on others, and the normal cutting-up from
a couple of guys on the back row.  No one seemed to be reacting any
differently than they would have on any other school day.

Shaking his head to clear it, Jeremy stood; he had to get control of
himself!  Trying not to be TOO obvious, but not wanting to display his
hardon either, he hurried around his desk, sat down in the teacher's chair,
and returned to teaching the lesson.  For the rest of the period, he'd
teach from behind the safety of his desk.  He didn't know if it'd be
possible, but he would try his best to keep his eyes from meeting Zach's.

It wouldn't have mattered to Zach WHAT Mr. Carter did.  Even though it was
through the fabric of his bluejeans, he'd just seen the man's impressive
equipment, both soft and hard É something he had wanted to do since
almost the first day of school.  He wanted to taste his teacher's cock, and
a whole lot more; and one way or another he'd have it!  He was also sure
he'd just seen a flash of lust on Mr. C's face directed toward him, before
the man had hidden behind his desk.

For the rest of the period, Zach tried everything he could think of, short
of stripping and jacking off, to make himself seem sexier and more
desirable to Mr. Carter.  Since he'd been nude in front of Mr. C many
times, it wasn't as if he needed to show off his equipment or body to the
man.  Mr. Carter knew exactly what he had to offer, both positive and
negative.  Because of the difference in their ages, he still wasn't sure
how to go about getting what he wanted, but he'd figure it out É and
soon!  He had to.

Inwardly, Jeremy breathed a sigh of relief when the bell signaled the end
of class.  For the first time since early in his student teaching days, he
had truly felt uncomfortable in front of a class of teenagers.  And over
his years as a teacher, he'd had a few students É all girls É come-on
to him in the classroom.  He'd never given any of them much more than a
smile.  Zach, however, was an entirely different story.  In the first
place, he and Shaun were lovers, so he didn't want to hurt Zach in any way.
Second, he felt something akin to love toward Zach É something he'd
never allowed to happen with any of his students, before this year began
and he had Shaun in class.

As soon as home room was over, with Shaun in tow, Zach hurried to the
closest restroom.  He was so horny that he came in no time.  In fact, he'd
shot his load way before Shaun was through pissing at the next urinal.
After emptying his bladder and zipping up, the teens headed toward the
locker room and gym class.  During the class, while Zach fantasized about
`doing it' with Mr. Hottie, Shaun's mind was fixed upon much the same
subject: Zach and his dad.  In a moment of quiet between them, while the
boys were dressing after P.E., Shaun turned toward Zach.

"Zach, something's been bothering me since first periodÉ"

Zach snickered, interrupting Shaun.  "So that's why you've had a weird look
on your face all morning.  Weirder than normal, I mean."

"Yeah, well."  Shaun seemed very serious, as his eyes met Zach's.  "Tell me
the truth, Zach.  Do you want my dad more than you want me?"

"No way, Shaun!"  Zach stuffed his sweaty gym clothes into his duffel bag
and closed the locker door.  "Why'd you ask me a stupid question like that,
anyways?"

The bell began to ring, as Shaun shrugged his slight shoulders.  After
removing his day pack, he closed his locker.  "`Cause I saw the way you
were looking at him this morning, Zach.  And I've only ever seen you look
that way at me before."

Although Shaun sounded hurt, Zach chuckled and gave him a noogie.

"It was those fuckin' clothes he was wearing this morning."  Zach shook his
head, as his cock stiffened.  "I'm over at your apartment all the time, and
I've seen a lot of your dad.  But I've never seen him wear anything half as
sexy as that stuff!"  He glanced around the emptying locker room, to see if
any of the other boys seemed to be listening.  Because they weren't, Zach
continued, "I've gotta have him, Shaun.  I mean, I've been crushing on him
for a long time É you already knew that É but, after this morning,
things are so different.  It's hard to describe what I'm feeling inside,
Shaun É even to you."

Maybe the word `obsessed' wasn't in Zach's vocabulary, but it described his
emotions perfectly.

"Shaun, I don't just WANNA have him, I've GOTTA have him."  Zach fingered
his throbbing dick through his jeans.  "Once, anyways É just so I can
fuckin' get my head back to normal."

Staring at Zach's clothed manhood, Shaun smiled.  "You've always been the
most `not normal' guy I've ever known, Zach."

"Yeah É wellÉ That's just me, I guess."  Zach smirked sexily, as he
pulled a dirty and frayed yellow cap, with a green bill, low on his
forehead.  He hadn't had a haircut in quite a while, and thick, golden
waves of damp, long hair stuck out all around the CSU cap, covering his
eyes and making him look a lot like a wet, but very lovable, sheepdog.

Shaun threaded his right arm through one of the straps on his pack and
slung it over his shoulder.  As the boys hurried from the locker room,
Shaun knew what he had to do.  For quite a while, he'd hoped the thing Zach
had for his dad wouldn't get out of hand, but he knew it was about to,
possibly hurting everybody.  Maybe Zach was right: maybe one time with his
dad would get it out of his system.  Whether or not that happened, however,
he guessed if you couldn't beat `em, then you needed to join `em.
Resigned, Shaun sighed loudly.

"Zach, what can I do to try to help you get what you want from Dad,
anyway?"

Zach had already decided he'd need to ask for Shaun's help, to have any
chance with Mr. Hottie.  Though it wasn't something he had felt comfortable
talking to Shaun about, he'd been hoping Shaun would bring up the subject.
He had no idea whether anything would work, but he already had a thought or
two in mind.

"Well, Shaun É it seems like I'm never alone with your dad.  I mean,
either you're there with me, or Liam is.  If I'm ever gonna have any kind
of chance with him, I think I need to be alone with him."  When Shaun
didn't immediately answer, he added, "Don't you?"

Shaun finally nodded; and the boys slipped into their third period
classroom, American History, just before the second bell began to ring.
Throughout that class, and most of the rest of the school day, Shaun's mind
was preoccupied with what Zach had requested.  More than any other, one
nagging thought kept running through his brain: what if his dad gave in to
Zach, and it turned out Zach liked being with a man better than him?  While
Shaun was sure that no one could love Zach more than he did, he could see
how somebody older might have more to offer in other ways.  (He had been
shocked at the size of the bulge in his dad's jeans, for example.)
Although more than a hint of his old insecurity invaded his thoughts, Shaun
decided that he'd have to take Zach at his word.  If he couldn't trust his
boyfriend, then who could he trust?  By the time the boys respective sixth
period classes ended, Shaun had a plan in mind, which he hoped might help
Zach get what he wanted.

Zach and Shaun's final period classes were on different levels of the
multi-winged school building.  Often, after school let out, they would meet
in an upstairs, side hallway or the first floor cafeteria, before walking
to Mr. Carter's classroom to do their homework.  But when Zach wasn't at
either of their usual meeting places, Shaun made for the closest staircase,
descended the stairs, and then bucked the throng of kids on their way out
of the building.  His dad's classroom was in the next wing over.

Zach had been unable to focus on anything, or anyone, besides Mr. Hottie
all day.  It seemed his penis had been throbbing nonstop.  Even though he
jacked off after every class, the hunger É and truly it WAS hunger that
he felt toward Mr. Carter É hadn't abated in the slightest.  When the
final bell sounded, Zach made a beeline for the nearest Boy's Room, and
then he planned to hurry to Mr. Carter's classroom.  He hoped to have a few
moments alone with the man, before Shaun arrived.  Maybe he would even have
the nerve to tell his teacher exactly how he felt about him.

The restroom was nearly empty, and Zach quickly took care of business, to
thoughts of Mr. Hottie and himself.  Though he hardly made any cum, he was
sexually satisfied É for the moment, anyway.  He zipped up and hoofed-it
toward the algebra classroom.

Reflecting on his day, a couple of minutes earlier, Jeremy stood beside the
blackboard with an eraser in his hand, and watched the backsides of his
sixth period students, as they filed out of class.  He guessed it must have
been around halfway through second period, when É without thinking much
about it É he had reverted to his usual, open teaching style.  Most of
his pupils just yawned, barely noticing and SURE not caring what their math
teacher wore.  The rest of his day had gone just fine.

After all the students had gone, Jeremy began to erase the board.

The door to Mr. Carter's classroom was being held open by a doorstop, and
Zach walked quickly toward it.  No sooner had he stepped through the
doorway, and feasted his eyes upon Mr. C's taut ass cheeks É outlined
and cradled by the soft denim, so that even his crack was on display É
than he needed to cum again.  Not taking his eyes off of Mr. Carter, he
quietly walked to his first period desk and removed his pack.

"Hey, Mr. C; how was your day?" Zach said É not in his usual thin
adolescent voice, but one he tried to make sound fuller and deeper.

Startled, at first, Jeremy had to stifle a laugh at Zach's attempt to sound
more manly.  Slowly, he placed the eraser in its tray and turned around.

"Okay, I guess."

He half-smiled, when he noticed Shaun stepping through the open door,
before glancing warily in Zach's direction É fuck, the sexy teen was
still erect and had that same yearning look in his eyes!  Jeremy cleared
his throat, while hurrying toward his desk.  His cock was getting harder by
the second, but he hoped he'd make it to his chair, before putting too much
on display.  "Um, did you boys have a good day?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Shaun replied, "Same as always."

As Zach watched his boyfriend unshoulder his pack É fuck, he wouldn't
have any alone time with Mr. Hottie, anyway É he dreamily disagreed.  "I
had one of the best ever."

Stopping beside his first period desk, Shaun curled his arm around Zach's
shoulder and chuckled.  "Yeah, right."  Dropping his backpack beside the
desk, Shaun took a seat, while Zach hoisted himself onto the front lip of
the teacher's desk.

"Um, Mr. CÉ" Zach peered across the desk, as if he were trying to see
through it.  "Those are sure nice clothes you're wearing today."

Jeremy swallowed, before attempting to smile.  His eyes tentatively met
those of his horny student.  Zach's orbs appeared to be bottomless, deep
green pools É the kind a guy could get lost in, and never find himself
again.  "Umm É why É um É thanks, Zach."  Suddenly, the room
seemed tiny and VERY hot.  He forced himself to blink several times,
momentarily breaking Zach's mesmerizing spell.  Not looking up, he moved a
stack of papers É the day's quizzes, which still needed to be graded É
in front of him.  "They were a birthday present from Liam; before I broke
my foot."  Maybe tossing Liam's name into the mix would slow Zach down a
bit.

"Cool."

Very interested in everything, Shaun closely watched the interaction
between his father and boyfriend.  Although Shaun had never noticed them in
the past, maybe his dad harbored some of the same feelings toward Zach, as
Zach had for him.  As of right now, he would start paying much closer
attention.  If he could sense those feelings in his dad, it MIGHT make it
easier for Zach to get what he needed.  After he allowed himself to become
more sensitive toward it, one thing was for damn sure: the sexual tension
in the room was so thick he could have cut it with a knife.  While he
couldn't be positive if it was one-sided, for some reason he didn't think
it was.

Jeremy's erect cock began to throb, and he licked his lips nervously.  He
rubbed his hand over the taut denim covering his left leg, while glancing
at the stack of papers he needed to grade.  Shaun thought he might have
seen something É a spark of lust, maybe? É in his dad's eyes, when
the man again looked in Zach's direction.

"Um, Zach."

Jeremy paused for a long moment, as he allowed his eyes to travel from
Zach's face to his groin. Seductively É or so it seemed to Jeremy,
anyway É Zach lifted his left arm high and began to scratch the back of
his head.  His smallish sweatshirt pulled up some, revealing a band of
smooth, tanned, teen-boy skin beneath the hem.  Although Zach hadn't worn
his sexiest, body-hugging jeans to school that day, he was wearing his
bluejeans low enough to give Jeremy an eyeful.  Down the right leg of his
pants, his super-erect, arched cock throbbed invitingly with each beat of
his heart.  Jeremy forced himself to close his eyes, and cleared his throat
É a bit too loud.  Over and over, he told himself, `This shouldn't be
happening; this shouldn't be happening; I shouldn't be having these
thoughts about one of my students.'

But it was, and he was.

And, if he was honest with himself, he found it harder and harder to come
up with excuses, as to why he shouldn't just give the hot teen what he
wanted É especially when Zach was so close and oozing sexuality from
every pore.

Jeremy's head was spinning and, suddenly, he realized that he had been
holding his breath; his mouth was open, as if he were about to speak.
Fuck, he needed to get control of himself!  He shook his head, and with a
conscious effort began to breathe again.  What had he been about to say to
Zach, anyway?

As Shaun sat there, he took everything in.  Yep É his dad felt something
for Zach; he was sure of it!

Jeremy cleared his throat again, while looking in his son's direction.

"Shaun, are you going to be spending tonight at Zach's?"  Jeremy's voice
was pinched and labored, but it broke the tension in the room.

Shaun glanced at Zach, who nodded.  And, after a brief pause, Zach
suggested É the way any fourteen year old boy might, "Maybe we can join
a pickup basketball game at the Rec Center beforehand."

"Yeah, that'd be fun," Shaun agreed.  "Do you wanna head over there right
now?"

Zach shrugged his shoulders; the opportunity had passed.  "Yeah, I guess,
anyways."  He looked longingly at Mr. Hottie.  There was SO much he wanted
and NEEDED to tell the man, but maybe school wasn't the right place to do
it.  He would wait until the two of them were alone together.  Barely
sighing, he slipped off the desk.

On most days, Jeremy would have reminded the boys that their homework came
first, and the fun could come later.  But being around Zach distracted him.
Honestly, the last thing he wanted, right at that moment, was to have Zach
sitting less than ten feet from him for another 45 minutes É or even
longer.  He needed more time to think.

Smiling nervously, he said, "You boys have fun!"  His eyes followed both of
them, as they left the classroom, and, deep in thought, Jeremy kept staring
at the door, long after they had gone.

***

I think I will end this chapter with those words.  I hope all of you
enjoyed reading it!  If you did, why don't you email me and let me know?
fotogme11@yahoo.com Have a great January!

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"I'll Suck You" - Final Post Date: June 25, 2007
"I've Got the Best Family" - Final Post Date: May 23, 2008
"Us Guys" - Final Post Date: May 29, 2009
"More is Better" - Final Post Date: March 4, 2011

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