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The below takes place at a fictional British high school, with contact between teens. All usual disclaimers apply that this is a fantasy, please treat it as such. If not your thing, entirely fair but don't fill my inbox with abuse.
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Cast List (order of Appearance in series)
Drew - Point of View Character - Year 9 Mr Harrison - Science Teacher, also in charge of punishments Danny - Drew's bully - Year 9 Jake Daniels - New Student - Year 9 Timmy (Timothy Jones) - Drew's Best Friend - Year 9 Karl - Maths Teacher
Chapter 2
As I left the classroom, my first duty complete on open-access duty, I was trying hard not to think of the millions of bully sperm currently swimming in my stomach. The halls were already filling with students changing classes, chatting and laughing as if everything was normal. Some gave me curious looks, recognizing me as open-access and pulling their phones out to check the app. Others seemed not to notice at all, caught up in their own conversations and gossip.
I walked slowly, my mind racing. Two weeks of this - of being at everyone's beck and call, of having to service whoever requested me - daunting and overwhelming.
I managed to make it to my next lesson without another message summoning me immediately. Though I got a notification for later and was shocked for... dispassionately the details of the appointment were laid out.
Request: Oral service Name: Jake Daniels Time: Lunch Hour Location: Canteen Note from requestor: You won't need lunch. Warning - Failure to complete service to the satisfaction of the recipient may result in extension of punishment.
As I got to maths, with our coolest teacher, Karl (the only teacher that let us use his first name), I took my seat next to Timmy. My best friend and confidante, sharing everything from my build to all our interests, though was a bit on the spectrum; always overthought social stuff and tended to like clear rules.
We'd known each other since nursery, and often confused for twins. Same dark hair and slight build, only easily difference was the freckles dotted under his eyes. Though he also had me beat elsewhere, that I discovered in the showers once.
"You OK, Mate?" he asked me, his brow furrowed. "I never thought I'd see you blowing Danny..."
"Rather I was blowing you instead?" I chuckled, but didn't see his thoughtful expression while I was taking my books out.
"I mean, I'm not judging or anything," Timmy said softly, leaning in closer. "But blowing Danny? That's got to be rough, especially as your first punishment."
I sighed, rubbing my temples. "You have no idea, Tim. But at least it's over with, right? And it could have been worse - I heard Mr. Harrison mention some people get used as human urinals, or fart sniffers and god knows what else."
Timmy shuddered at the thought. "God, that's awful. I don't know how you're dealing with all this."
"Don't have a choice, do I?"
As Karl entered the classroom, the usual chatter died down. He was a very laid-back teacher, that was rarely seen out of jeans and faded band t-shirts, with the ponytail of a retired rocker.
"Alright, everyone," Karl said. "Settle in. Today we're going to be working on..."
Karl began writing on the board, I tried to focus on the lesson and not the weight of the collar around my neck or the glances I kept getting from my classmates.
As I was musing, half on the lesson and half on blowing Jake later, I was caught off guard when Timmy whispered to me.
"Please forgive me," he murmured. "I've wanted to get a BJ for so long, and... well... you're open to anyone, right?"
My brow furrowed, wondering what he was on about when my collar buzzed. I groaned, wondering who was summoning me. Checking my phone, I read the notification.
Request: Oral service Name: Timothy Jones Time: Immediately Location: Under his desk, Maths Room B4 Note from requestor: Sorry, Drew. Warning - Failure to complete service to the satisfaction of the recipient may result in extension of punishment.
I stared at my phone in disbelief, heart racing. Timmy, my best friend, had just requested a blowjob from you. One I had to perform right there, under his desk, in the middle of class the same as I'd had to for Danny.
Timmy seemed to sense my shock. He leaned in closer, his voice apologetic, barely above a whisper. "I know we never discussed, but I've never... you know... and I trust you. Plus, I'm allowed to use you too, right? That's what open-access means..."
I glanced around the classroom, hoping no one had overheard. Karl was writing on the board, seeming oblivious to anything amiss, though I knew he'd only step in if the lesson was disrupted.
My mind raced with my options. I could refuse, and face the consequences of longer punishment... I'd only just started! Or I could do it, and risk changing my friendship with Timmy forever.
As I debated, my collar buzzed again, a reminder.
With a sigh, I tapped my phone to acknowledge the request, and the buzzing of my collar ceased. I glanced at Timmy who blushed but reached down to unzip his school trousers and shimmer them down to his ankles. He was sat in the corner, so few would be able to see any of his body.
"Except me," I thought. "I'm about to see a lot of it."
Not waiting to get in trouble, I raised my hand. "I'm sorry to interrupt, Karl. I've received a request, I will try not to disrupt your class further."
The others looked around curiously, wondering who had requested me. The same people gaped when I got under the desk in front of Timmy, who was blushing fiercely at the attention. Small payback for doing it I the middle of class.
As I ducked under the desk, Timmy's scent filled your nostrils. His cock was already semi-hard, the heat of it radiating against may face as I leant in. As far as I knew, Timmy was the biggest guy in our year, possibly the school. When soft he beat me when hard.
I knew I couldn't fit all, or even most of him, in my mouth, so I didn't try. Taking him into your mouth, I swirled my tongue around the big glans. Timmy letting out a soft gasp, one hand reaching down to hold the side of my head. As he grew hard, he leant forward on the desk, so it didn't point upwards and instead pointed towards me. Thankfully he had plenty of foreskin, so I took his shaft in one hand and pumped it as I worked the top few inches with my mouth.
Around us, the classroom continued as normal. Karl droned on about derivatives and integrals, the whiteboard squeaking with each stroke of the marker. The other students scribbled notes, paying no attention to the lewd act happening mere feet away. Such things were not that unusual as to deserve special interest, and more gossip centred on who got punished rather than what they were made to do.
Timmy's breathing grew heavier as I worked, his cock stretching my jaw as I tried to keep my teeth off him. I bobbed my head on the couple inches I could manage, but found myself... getting into it. This was so different from being used by Danny. Timmy was gentler, more hesitant, his hand on my head was encouraging not demanding.
And he was my friend, getting his first blowjob. It was weird it was coming from me, but I found I wanted him to enjoy it.
Of course, being his first time, it wasn't long before, Timmy tensed, his grip on my head tightening just a bit. "Drew," he whispered, his voice strained. "I'm... I'm gonna..."
The first flex was way stronger than I expected, lifting my head to bang on the underside of the desk before I used my head to try and hold him in place while he unloaded in my mouth. I didn't exactly like a guy shooting off in my mouth, but at least it was over quickly and I could swallow it down.
As Timmy's orgasm subsided, I pulled back catching my breath and letting his softening cock slip from my lips. I sat there under the table for a couple minutes, wiping the last leaks from his slit on a tissue before helping pull his boxers and trousers up again.
Timmy's face was flushed when I finally got up and resumed my seat. "That was... wow," he said, his voice filled with awe. "Thank you, Drew."
I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. The taste of him lingered on my tongue, which thankfully replaced the flavour of Danny's cum from earlier. I could at least be grateful that if I was gonna taste jizz, it was from someone I liked.
The rest of the lesson passed quietly, and thankfully without much discussion. We were set some problem to work through, and Timmy filled me in on what I'd missed while under the desk. He seemed very keen to talk about anything else than what we'd just done.
As we gathered our things, preparing to leave, Karl called out. "Drew, can you stay a moment after class?"
Since it was lunch next, I was due for my appointment with Jake. The last thing I needed was a long well-meaning lecture from my favourite teacher.
"I'm Sorry, Karl," I began, an eye on the clock. Jake had left the room a couple minutes ago, I'd have to catch up. "Is there any chance we could speak later? I need to... answer another request over lunch. I could be in trouble if he says I didn't show up..."
Karl glanced at the clock, then back at me, his expression softening. "Of course, Drew. I understand. I just wanted to say that I know this is rough, but my door's always open if you need to discuss anything."
I nodded gratefully, already half out the door. "Cheers, Sir. I appreciate it."
Little did I know, that I'd one day get to know my teacher much better.