"Mr. Nikaido? Will you please open your eyes?" Yamato heard a familiar voice say. He opened his eyes only to find himself in the middle of his sixth period, the whole classes' eyes on him. "Wait wuhh..." He muttered, looking around, embarrassed. "Mr. Nikaido, I understand that it's the end of the day and your tired, but I'm not here to watch you sleep, so why don't you go sit in the back of the class until it ends?" Yamoto locked eyes with his math teacher, of whom he was not just vividly dreaming about or anything. His teacher was like every high school girls and gay boys(in which he was) dream, he was extremely good looking, funny, and young. Now Yamato wasn't particularly shit at math, but he had a C in the class, his reasonable excuse was "come on who could pay attention to equations and f(x) when a guy like that is in the room?". The only people who could pass his class were straight guys, who still had problems paying attention because "hey no homo but your math teacher is hot as fuck." and "Bro, those eyes, just got me, n-no homo tho."
"Mr. Nikaido? Will you please move now?" Yamato realized that he was starting and felt heat rush to his face, looking down. A few giggles from the class made him blush harder. "Y-yes Mr. Tsunashi, I-I'm really sorry." He got up and shuffled to the back of the class, he was definitely not tired anymore. He spent the rest of class trying not to make eye contact with his teacher, really trying to pay attention, but it really was too hard. But of course he couldn't really, he just kind of ended up staring at his teacher, appreciating his attractiveness.
Once the class bell rang, and it was time to go home, Yamato got up to leave. "Hold on just a moment Yamato, I need you to stay later please." Mr. Tsunashi said, and Yamato wanted to cry, he really wasn't in the mood to get lectured by his hot as fuck math teacher. He got a boner just thinking about it. Calm down Yamato you go this. No homo right? Lul
Once everyone filed out of the classroom rushing to get home, Yamato and Mr. Tsunashi were alone. The door closed behind the last kid, and then there was silence. Mr. Tsunashi sat on his desk, arms crossed, smiling at Yamato. He began to get a bad feeling, noticing that all the blinds in the class room were closed, and so was the door.
"So," Mr. Tsunashi smiled, moving from the desk a little closer to Yamato, "how old are you Yamato?" Yamato was flustered, he didn't know what to say. "Um, I'm 18, I'm a senior, Mr. Tsunashi." He stuttered, looking at the ground. "Please, call me Ryunosuke, Mr. Tsunashi sounds too formal." He moved a little closer. "U-uh Ryunosuke?" He continued to look down, unable to look at his teacher. "Yes Yamato-kun?" Yamato immediately turned red at the use of 'kun' after his name from Ryunosuke. "I-uh, w-what... Why am I-I here now?" He could barely speak. Ryunosuke moved closer to him, only inches away. He put his finger underneath Yamato's chin, pulling his face up, to face his own. "Well Yamato-kun, bad boys get punished, and you were being bad weren't you?" Ryunosuke said very very seductively, and Yamato wasn't sure if he was reading the situation wrong but he was pretty sure the man of his many many wet dreams was trying to seduce him.
"However," Ryunosuke continued after he realized Yamato couldn't answer, "I think you're very cute, Yamato-kun, so you get a special present from me, if you really want it." He said, his lips now millimeters away from Yamato's. Yamato was too stunned to say anything, he had no idea what to do or say, this was all new to him, all he knew was that he wanted his hot math teacher inside of him. "So?" He heard Rynosuke say softly. "I-uh-yes very very much. P-please pound me till I break because I want my lawn to be mowed by you big manhood."
And that's what happened. For three hours, in his math classroom. On the wall, the floor, the teachers desk, the whiteboard, and on a few random kids desks. Yamato was sure he couldn't walk for weeks normally, but it was all worth it. It was amazing, and now Yamato could never see that classroom in the same way ever again. His math teacher did manage to give him a "special present" almost every week, mostly at school, but it even would escalate to Rynosukes apartment once in a while. Then when Yamato graduated, he got that present every day for a week, 4 hours a day, till his arse was sore(jk lul).
And this is why @ my school, your not allowed to be in a classroom alone with a teacher unless the door is open, lul.
