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!
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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