Disclaimer: The characters in this story are fictional.
So much has changed in the three months since the day I met Camden.
After graduating from college, I spent a few years hustling for tips at local bars and diners. I'm a good looking guy and had a knack for flirting with both girls and guys in just the right way to earn a decent living. At age 26, I was hoping to find a nicer place to live and was looking for the opportunity to find some more permanent work. I searched out a few jobs and settled on a substitute-teaching gig at the local high school while I looked for something more permanent. The first few days were pretty forgettable as I began to realize that some things never change. The clich s were unchanged from my days as the big man on campus 10 years ago- the cool kids, the brainiacs, the potheads, the jocks- but the individual students seemed to ooze a lot more attitude. On my third day, I landed the unenviable job of covering senior study hall. That's where this story begins.
Day 1- The late bell had already rung and I was attempting to take attendance when I heard the door in they back of the backroom creak open. Camden walked into the room with a grin that could only mean he knew he was going to get away with coming to class late. Recently celebrating his 18th birthday and counting down the last few weeks until graduation, Camden ruled the school and he knew it. It took me a second to realize I had stopped breathing and had to force myself to return to my routine. I felt my cheeks get hot as blood rushed to my face. I panicked slightly hoping no one had noticed my initial reaction to Camden and felt better as I looked around the room and saw everyone busily working. As he walked toward me, I observed every inch of him, taking mental pictures of this strikingly beautiful senior as he continued to grin and look me straight in the eyes.
Years of wrestling and cross-country running had given Camden a sexy, fit body. His Aeropostle shirt fit just well enough to show off his toned, but not over muscled, chest and smooth sexy arms. While his body would have been enough to command the room's attention, it was his boyish face that caused me to lose my breath moments earlier. Camden's black wavy hair, reminiscient of Bieber, set off his bright green eyes, deep dimples, and striking white teeth. Recently, he had become quite the puss hound- apparently attempting to sleep with every female in his graduating class before he checked out of Centreville in the fall. As he confidently strolled toward my desk, I felt my chest rise and fall in a noticeably heavy way as I felt my cock start to swell.
"I don't have a pass, but I'm just going to take a seat" he blankly stated before shooting me another grin, dimples seeming deeper than before. A hushed "ok" was all I could manage before he turned around and headed for his seat. I spent the next forty five minutes pretending to look around the room as my gaze repeatedly worked its way back to Camden's seat. In what seemed like only a few minutes from the time study hall started, the bell rang and the students filed toward the door. Moments later, I was hurrying toward my car and then pulling onto the long, empty road to my rural home. As I replayed the images of Camden in my head, I could almost hear his slightly cocky voice telling me he was just going to take a seat. My cock started to grow again and I found myself reaching into my pants as I finished navigating to my home. That night, I jerked off three different times as I imagined Camden's naked body intertwined with mine. Fuck he was hot. Little did I know how real my fantasy would become....
Day 2- To be continued
This is my first attempt at writing. I have the storyline laid out for a two month period but would be happy to hear any of your ideas for where this story should go. Feedback can be sent to stevenchidress@yahoo.com