Hello Readers. This is a story which revolves around two young teachers and their students. It's set in the same school, Linwood High, as Guardian Angel. If you haven't read that story, I suggest reading it first to meet some of the characters who will show up in this tale.
Mentoring, Chapter 1
By David Lee © 2019
People in education are always guiding others whether they are consciously aware of it or not. That goes for their colleagues as well as their students.
The use of peer-mentors has proved to be an invaluable tool for new teachers. It not only improves instructional quality and self-confidence, but in doing so greatly reduces the attrition rate among the group.
A first-year teacher named Neil McVey would certainly attest to the many benefits of the program. Being paired with Aidan Fiala, who had been in the system for two years longer than he had, meant he'd learned a lot.
It was late on Friday afternoon a week before spring break. Since Dr. Dickinson, principal, had made an announcement to the staff that they were allowed to leave early, there was barely a soul left in the building, save the custodians who were busily cleaning.
Two young men remained in a classroom, one leaning over the other's shoulder, checking his work.
"This is really good! I think you've learned about all you can from me," Aidan said to Neil.
Aidan could almost feel Neil's smile. He had worked him hard for the past seven months and felt his efforts, as well as Neil's, had fully come to fruition.
"Thank you, Sir; I've done my best to satisfy you. I must admit I resented being assigned to a hard taskmaster at first, but now I appreciate everything you've done to help me get to where I am."
"I know I was tough, but I hoped you'd eventually understand why, and appreciate it," Aidan said.
"I do!"
"And I think we can dispense with the "sir" bit since we're peers."
"Okay, Sir!" Neil teased.
Aidan wanted them to be on a more familiar footing. After all those months of repressing his feelings, he leaned forward and wrapped his arms around Neil's back, resting the palms of his hands on his chest, sensing the rapid beating of his heart.
The moment he came to the full realization of what he'd done, Aidan sprang back in dread. He could be charged for unwanted physical contact, or possibly molestation for his actions. Ever since the birth of the "Me-Too" movement, people tended to be hypersensitive.
"I'm sorry!" he mumbled, too embarrassed to look at Neil.
"Don't be. I've been hoping I wasn't wishing in vain."
Neil stood up and spun around, hugging Aidan firmly as they melted into each other.
If Aidan had died at that moment, his life would have been complete. He could picture the undertaker trying to wipe the smile from his face and, giving up, declaring that the casket would have to be closed for the visitation.
"Oh Neil, I'm sorry; that was very unprofessional of me. As your mentor, I don't want you to think I haven't evaluated you objectively."
"You've always been objective. Dr. Dickinson intimated that she felt your expectations were, um, almost impossible for a human to meet."
"Was I that demanding?"
"Almost, but haven't I already told you how happy I am you didn't let me slide by? Aren't you listening, boy?" He chided with an infectious grin.
"Did I talk to you like that?" Aidan grimaced.
"Only once, back in September, when I needed it. You know I came in as a first year hotshot right out of college thinking I knew it all, and I'd kinda tuned you out for the moment. I needed a reality check and I got it."
"I have a feeling we're not going to be mentor and mentee much longer. We're fully equal now. You're operating like a seasoned professional, and I've already relayed my assessment to Dr. Dickinson."
"What did she say, or is it confidential?"
"She told me it was about time I recognized your abilities. The observations she'd made of you teaching the kids in your classes had already confirmed that you were excellent. She chided me, in a friendly way, for being a bit of a martinet. She also told me she had picked me to mentor you for that very reason. She knows I'm a perfectionist and she wanted to see you become all you could be."
"I'm so glad it was you."
They stood looking into each other's eyes, and it seemed like the space between them was magically shrinking without either of them having moved a muscle. Aidan could feel the heat radiating off Neil's body and was aware they were sharing the same breath of air.
The magic spell was broken by the sound of the custodian's big-wheeled cart lumbering down the hall toward the classroom. Seconds later, the amiable janitor breezed cheerily into the room to empty the wastebaskets.
"It's a pleasant spring afternoon," he observed, "You young uns oughta get outta here. I'll bet there's nothing to do that can't wait til Monday, and there won't be a lot happenin' next week with the kids all excited about break."
"You're right on both counts, Roy," Aidan smiled. "I wish you could go out and enjoy the pleasant weather too."
"I get my chances in the mornin's," he said. "Y'all are here a lot earlier than I am. It evens out."
The two teachers walked together toward the parking lot, each wishing there were a way to continue the mood which had been interrupted.
"Would you like to come to my place for a glass of wine? We can maybe go out to eat or cobble something together..." Aidan asked Neil, hoping he wasn't going to scare him off by appearing overly eager.
"I'd love too. We should probably eat in so we don't run into students who might think we're on a date or something. I'm sure we must be glowing."
"Would it bother you if they assumed that?" Aidan asked.
"Not really - at least it won't next fall. I don't want anyone to think our relationship has been anything less than professional this year."
"Cool! Follow me home and pull into the other side of the garage so your car won't show. Even though I live just outside of the district, I think we should be careful for the time being."
On the way home, Aidan realized that an old show tune was running through his head. The lyrics seemed to express what he was thinking, "Someday he'll come along, the man I love. And he'll be big and strong, the man I love..." Jeez, he had it bad. Once he'd let down his guard, Aidan was as giddy as a schoolboy hoping to lose his virginity after the next dance.
"Wow, this is a nice place," Neil commented. "I'd love to be able to afford living like this when, and if, my student loans ever get paid off."
"Did you have to pay for college all on your own? Didn't you get help from your family?"
"Are you kidding? I got zilch. I was an idiot to come out to them my senior year in high school, but they'd always talked a liberal game, and I foolishly thought they meant it. They even kept my grandparents from contacting me. I had no one."
"Damn! I'm sorry I asked. It must hurt."
"It used to until I quit giving a shit about what they thought or did. I started out in a community college and got a scholarship for being on my own and living below the poverty line. I also applied for some government loans to continue at the university. I've clawed my way through the maze to get a bit of the promised `cheese,' but the monetary rewards offered by the public-school system aren't more than a nibble, as you well know."
"My story's different," Aidan said. "I was lucky to have had parents who supported me, and grandparents who had put away money for my education as well. The salary isn't so bad when you don't owe anything but a mortgage, and retirement should be comfortable at least. It WILL get better. Well, let's have that drink and talk about more pleasant subjects."
They took their goblets of Chardonnay out into the backyard and sat on a couple of chaise lounges. The sun was warm, and soon Aidan peeled off his shirt; Neil followed his lead.
Aidan was happy he'd installed the tall privacy fence a year ago to keep others from seeing what he was up to. Late last summer he'd finally worked up the nerve to sun nude a few times. It had been a really exhilarating experience being naked under the bright azure sky. It was stimulating to hear his neighbors talking only a few yards away, knowing they couldn't see his hardon unless they peeked through a knot hole. If they did, that would make them the perverts, not him.
The men talked shop for a while, as teachers often do. It was evident that both wanted to have a more intimate conversation, but neither was brave enough to start it. After Aidan filled their glasses a second time, he worked up the nerve to turn his lounger around, so they were side by side, looking at each other face to face.
He reached over and took Neil's right hand in his and smiled. Neil smiled back as he gave a squeeze and didn't pull away. The physical connection along with the relaxing effect of the alcohol loosened their tongues.
"Like I said, I was afraid this would never happen," Neil began. "The first time we shook hands I felt electricity, but I quickly convinced myself it was all wishful thinking on my part."
"I felt it too, and discounted it just like you did."
"We've worked so closely together that I was dreading having our association end. I thought we'd probably drift apart when we weren't expected to be in daily contact. Of course, I knew our work with the karate club would mean we'd be together at least once a week."
"I was dreading having our relationship end too, but now I can't wait for the school year to be over so we have the freedom to take our friendship to another level, if that's what we both want," Aidan agreed as he slid forward on his chair.
Neil also moved, and their lips finally met for the first time. It was just the way poets describe it, complete with fireworks and colored lights. Aidan got up and set their wine on a little table further from where they were seated so they wouldn't break the glasses if their interaction got too lively, and then he prepared to join Neil on his lounger.
Aidan had Neil lean forward while he put the back down, so it was like a cot. Then he lay on his back beside Neil and pulled him halfway on top of his body, Neil's right hip still making contact with the lounge.
They kissed in earnest, making out for around 10 minutes before taking a break. Their slacks were bulging, tenting uncomfortably, in an attempt to contain their rampant phalluses.
"I should have gone home and changed," Neil grinned, looking down at his plight.
"We can free the beasts if you want. No one can see back here."
Neil nodded and swallowed in anticipation of what was to come as he undid his belt and the button above the zipper. Being a thoughtful host, Aidan helped him the rest of the way until he was wearing only his sexy white Evolve briefs which were bulging erotically. Neil soon returned the favor, undressing Aidan to a similar state.
They went back to the battle of their tongues for a while and then Neil worked on Aidan's left nipple. Now it was Aidan's turn to swallow hard to keep his composure. Soon he was whimpering because the feeling was so intense that he thought he might explode. Suddenly it dawned on him that he was shirking his duty as host in thinking primarily of his own wants and needs and not those of his guest.
They changed places and Aidan worked on Neil's nipples with the same ardor he'd used on his. Neil moaned in reaction to the pleasure he was receiving. Aidan was pleased to note he could play Neil's body adeptly too.
Neil pulled Aidan completely on top of him in a position which put their crotches together. Then he began to hump up against Aidan's body and Aidan responded in kind.
Aidan got up and knelt between Neil's feet, grasping the elastic band of Neil's underwear on each side. Neil lifted his hips to assist, and his cock sprang up like a jack-in-the-box when it was released. Aidan bent down to kiss the tip of it as Neil struggled to strip him of his last vestige of clothing. When he did so, he bent over and ran his tongue from Aidan's ball sac to the tip of his foreskin. Aidan shuddered with delight.
Back in position with their bodies skin to skin, they began squirming and sliding again, their precum helping to ease the way. Though he knew it wasn't actually how a man's body works, Aidan felt as if his balls were roiling, building up steam to expel his jizz. Neil must have been sharing similar feelings, if the intensity of his moaning was any indication.
"Oh God!" Neil whimpered just before his body stiffened.
Aidan gasped something inarticulate as he strove to go over the cliff with him. Neil's first shot stimulated Aidan's overloaded senses and he joined him almost immediately in flooding the space between their bodies.
"Oh fuck!" Neil exclaimed as he pulled Aidan's lips to his.
They lay there in sticky post-orgasmic bliss as they kissed tenderly.
Since Aidan had come this far, he decided to go for it. There would be no turning back if he did.
"I love you Neil," he whispered.
"I love you too, Aidan," he responded, with a glow in his eyes.
As they floated back down to reality, the guys realized that if they didn't get cleaned up pretty soon, they risked becoming permanently attached by the superglue of their cum. Aidan ran two fingers between their abs, coating them with their combined juices. He placed them not far from Neil's lips to see what his reaction would be. Neil looked at him with a question in his eyes.
"I'm clean and I assume you are," Aidan grinned. "And I'm eager to have a taste."
Neil nodded as he licked Aidan's fingers clean.
Then he imitated the gesture, and Aidan sucked the goo off of his fingers, concentrating on the middle one as if giving head.
They had shared their love and the fruit of their loins all in the matter of a couple of hours. The genie was loose, and there was no forcing him back into the bottle.
The guys shared the two-person shower in the master bathroom. It started out as a way for both of them to get cleaned up quickly, but it ended up taking much longer than if they had showered separately because they took turns pleasuring one another orally. By the time they were finished, the water was cooling and they were drained – literally and figuratively.
"I think I'll order in Chinese or Italian," Aidan said. "Which do you prefer? I have take-out menus for both."
"Either is fine with me. Let me find my khakis and get some money."
"Nope, I'm buying, and I don't want you in your clothes until it's absolutely necessary!"
"But I need to be decent when the delivery guy gets here," he grinned.
"Come with me; I'll find you a pair of flimsy gym shorts. You can't put your slacks back on, and no underwear's allowed either!"
"Ja, mein herr!"
"Okay, I'm sorry about giving orders like the Gestapo. I'm not your mentor now and I can't tell you what to do. It's not right for me to try to control you."
"You can if I agree to it. I kinda like the idea of role-playing and being dominated sometimes."
"Be careful what you wish for," Aidan joked. "I might want to spank your firm buns."
"I might enjoy it more than you do!"
They were dressed in shorts but nothing else when the cute Asian kid came with their dinner. Aidan felt as if the boy were undressing them with his eyes while they settled the bill. The delivery boy looked really happy as he mentally tallied up his tip. Aidan was in a generous mood, and as mentioned, the boy was adorable.
"Would you like to listen to music or watch TV until bedtime?" Aidan asked after they'd eaten. "I'm assuming you'll accept my invitation to stay the night."
"I'd love to, but, um, I'm not sure I'm up to any more, um, activity tonight."
"I'm not either," Aidan assured him. "I'm beginning to feel my age."
"Pfft! You're no more than a couple of year older than I am. Don't play the age-card."
"Hey, those are two and a half important years," Aidan teased. "A man reaches his peak at around 19 and then it's downhill all the way."
"Yeah, it's a very slow descent for the next 60 or 70 years from what I've heard. With Viagra and all, a man can perform until the day he dies."
"And what a way to go!"
Neil opted for music, so Aidan pulled out a bunch of CDs of musicals and asked Neil to select several of his favorites. Aidan was pleased to note that their tastes were similar.
As the house cooled off a little, the guys cuddled on the sofa with an afghan over them while holding hands.
"This is so frickin' domestic!" Neil commented.
"Too domestic?" Aidan asked.
"Nope, it feels exactly right. I wish it could last forever."
"Are you proposing?"
"Nah, it's too early to put you on the spot, but wow, I could get used to this."
"If we lived together, I'm sure we might have to do some adjusting – both of us," Aidan ventured. "Luckily we haven't lived alone as adults long enough to get too set in our ways. I'm kind of a neatness freak, but I can mellow out."
"I'm not exactly a slob, but I have been known to leave my underwear on the floor when I go to bed."
"As long as you sleep naked, I can adjust," Aidan grinned.
His comment earned him a poke in the ribs, and he retaliated. Before long they were wrestling on the carpet and boning up again.
"Damn it, I love you so much," Aidan managed to say before Neil silenced him with a full open-mouth kiss.
After they stopped making out, they lay there giggling with what breath they had to spare.
"I thought you were too tired," Aidan snickered, gently stroking Neil's steely member.
"I guess I'm not exhausted, but I should be careful not to wear you out, old man."
"I'll show you who's old," Aidan threatened.
They didn't tease for long as Aidan led Neil by his erection to the king-sized bed in his bedroom. Once they settled in, they continued kissing and petting.
There was nothing hasty or urgent in their lovemaking this time. It was tender and sensuous. Aidan held back, letting Neil take the lead. It was thrilling not knowing ahead of time how his friend would proceed.
Neil headed south, licking his way across Aidan's abs, stopping to bathe his bellybutton before continuing down the treasure trail. Aidan tugged at Neil's hips until the latter took the hint and situated his cock so it was near Aidan's hot, wet tongue.
They spent nearly 30 minutes gently nursing on those throbbing appendages. Backing off several times when they got too close. Eventually, they could hold off no longer. Aidan began to moan and gasp around the hot shaft of man-flesh lodged in his mouth. Neil started to squirm and quiver. It took hardly any more time before they had reached the orgasms they were both actively seeking while, and at the same time, trying to make last.
They snuggled and kissed in the afterglow, but soon fell asleep.
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