Time after time, he knew it was a bad idea, but it felt so good and he wanted it so much. Finn gasped against the wall, his dick so hard that it ached, as his Spanish teacher teased his ass. Will Schuester knew it was an even worse idea, but every time Finn moaned or couldn't speak with pleasure, it tickled him so hard he wanted to fuck the kid harder.
His tongue darted around the not-so-virgin hole, teasing and tickling the rough stubble of shaved hair. It tasted so sweet, so musky and youthful. Every time his tongue touched his hole, Will could feel Finn's dick bounce. They were in his office; he had invested in pull-down shades after they had started this.
Finn groaned harder as Will just went all the way, pressing his tongue into the football stud's ass. His Spanish teacher spoke tongues in ways he couldn't imagine, flicking all around and driving his cock to ooze against the wall. Will had cleaner for that. Finn's football gear lay strewn on the floor, his helmet on the desk. Finn needed this, he needed Will to be more than just a friend.
Will stood up, gripping Finn's seven-inch dick firmly, eliciting a sound halfway between a whimper and a squeal. He rubbed the head of his own six and a half inch cock against his student's wet hole.
"Breathe," Mr. Schuester commanded his student as he pressed forward, not stopping when Finn's breathing hitched. "Deep breath. God I love your hole," he whispered in Finn's ear. His cock pulsed inside the younger man's body, buried balls-deep.
Will pinned Finn's hands against the wall, and slowly pulled out. Finn whined. "Come on, Mr. Schue. I need this." I need you, Finn thought, his dick pulsing harder. Will said nothing, instead driving his cock deep and hard into his student. They said nothing as Will fucked him, harder and harder.
The Spanish teacher slowed down, just a little every time he felt Finn's ass twitch. Finn's dick didn't need touching. Will pressed his chest into Finn's back and held him, still connected by his throbbing sex. This was the best part for Finn. He needed this the most. The sex was great. Having Mr. Schue blow him in "private detention" was amazing. Getting fucked by Mr. Schue? Absolutely incredible. Hell, fucking Mr. Schue was the best experience he'd ever had. But the embrace. The hug.
This crossed a fine, fine line sometimes. He wanted this.
His reverie broke as Will hit the spot that made him sing soprano every time. The moan was telltale for Will, and he was getting sweaty. Finn was beyond the point of coherence as Will drove his cock harder and harder into that singular point. He was so close to coming, and he kept fucking harder.
He didn't think about how good it made Finn feel, but how amazing Finn's ass felt around his dick. He fucked harder and harder, and barely noticed when the footballer's ass twitched around his cock in the throes of orgasm. Finn groaned so hard, as he came, shooting and plastering the wall. He didn't even touch himself as Mr. Schuester kept fucking him faster and faster.
"You're wonderful," Mr. Schuester whispered in Finn's ear.
With a solid stroke, Will grabbed Finn's hips and hoisted him off the floor, much to the student's surprise and thrust so much more deeply as he began to shoot inside. This felt so good. This was worth the risk, Will reminded himself as he rode his orgasm.
At home, Finn stood in the shower, washing off the sweat from practice and the sweat from riding Mr. Schuester's cock. He blushed a little, his cock jumping again as he thought about their session that early evening. He hunched over, feeling the shower spray run down his back. He propped himself up with one arm, and let the other one trace the area between his legs. He touched his asshole, still a little tender from the treat earlier. He pressed a finger inside and groaned, imagining Will fucking him again in this shower.
He wanted to get fucked again so badly.
Will lay in bed that night, Terri sleeping soundly. His cock throbbed, thinking about his young fuckbud. Finn had sucked him off in between classes, on his knees and desperate for his cock. He sat at a desk, letting Finn "make up a test" by making him cum. Finn sat beneath the desk, his head bobbing up and down Mr. Schuester's thick cock. He wanted to taste his man for the rest of the day. Will came in his mouth shortly and they hurried to get ready for the next class.
Sometimes, he felt good when Finn felt good, but today had been so raw, and so primal that he had just ignored the kid's feelings and just went for it. And it had been so hot, that he was throbbing relentlessly now.
Will should've just fucked Terri, but she was already cranky that night when he came home late. He got up and went outside into the den and grabbed the pillow from the corner. He put it on his lap and pulled his laptop onto the pillow, effectively obscuring his hard-on.
He pulled up a video he had made. It was his own living room, on the very couch he sat on. Terri was visiting her mother that weekend and it was early Saturday morning.
Will's cock throbbed under the pillow with anticipation.
Finn lay in bed, tired. His homework was done, except Spanish. It could wait, or he could try to do it in detention. Detention didn't even go on his record, he just volunteered for it.
He started stroking himself one last time before bed. This obsession was getting unhealthy, he thought to himself. He ignored himself as he remembered how it felt to have Will's ass gripping his cock.
Will watched the video.
Finn had just taken it the other way, grinding his cock in Will's crack. This was definitely new to the elder man. He had been the one on top, fucking Finn until he came, but this was new and it was turning him on like crazy. His own cock dug into the couch, Finn talking about how tight his Spanish teacher's ass would be around his dick.
Finn lifted off for a moment, still pinning the bigger man onto the couch.
"You want this? You want me to fuck you?"
Finn ground his dick into the couch, nodding in agreement. Finn slipped back onto Will's back, his dick teasing his Spanish teacher's asshole again, but there was lube this time. He felt it dripping and the moment he thought about it, Finn pressed inside.
Will bit his tongue, until he felt his student press his cock all the way inside. It felt good. Not something that he'd want everyday, but this was a new good feeling.
Will wanted to fuck this goddamn pillow. His dick was starting to become slick with precum. Stroking would make him cum too soon, so he kept watching.
By the time Will had come a second time, Finn was getting close to his first one. Will sat on Finn's manhood as they kissed. Finn had remarkable stamina as he kept pounding upwards.
"I'm coming," he groaned as he held Mr. Schuester close to him. As Finn fucked his way to completion, Will's cock had a mind of its own. He felt the spasms on their way and just rode his student's cock until they both came.
Breathless, they looked at each other and kissed.
Will stroked himself on his couch, feeling his ass twitch with that fond memory. He groaned as he came, his cum shooting up his chest and down his abs.
Finn thrust into his fist as he came, oozing what little cum there was left in him onto his hand. He wanted Mr. Schuester right here, right now. With or without the sex, just because it felt so good to be with him.
He hoped it wasn't a lie, what he felt for his teacher, as he drifted off to sleep.