“You seem to be thinking awfully hard about something Anderson,” Mr. Tate says walking up to Anderson’s desk. Anderson’s attention snaps from the falling rain outside to his English teacher. He then looks around the room to see that he’s the only student left. He looks back at Mr. Tate and blinks. Anderson then grabs his books and puts them in his bag and stands. Mr. Tate puts a hand on his arm just as he’s about to step away from his desk, “Something troubling you?”

Anderson shakes his head, “No, just daydreaming, that’s all.”

“Mind if I ask what about?” Mr. Tate says leaning closer to the teen. Anderson’s mind wanders to all sorts of things during Mr. Tate’s class. Today it just happened to be sex. Mr. Tate looks over the sophomore, more carefully at his crotch. Catching the sight of a nice bulge forming, he reaches down and teases it through his student’s khakis pants, “Something…erotic?”

Anderson lets out a gasp as his teacher’s fingers tease at his hardening cock. Mr. Tate’s fingers go up to his zipper and tease down, the zipper going down as well. He then slips his questing digits inside and immediately comes in contact with the hot flesh of Anderson’s cock.

“No underwear?” Mr. Tate whispers into his student’s ear, “Very nice.”

Anderson lets out a breath, “Are we gonna stand here or are you gonna suck me off,” he asks dropping his bookbag beside the desk behind him.

“My desk or yours?”

“…Yours.”

“After you,” Mr. Tate says. Anderson walks up to the large oak desk and moves aside the day’s papers while Mr. Tate’s hands were at work freeing Anderson of his khakis. Anderson turns around as Mr. Tate sits down in his chair, the teacher ever eager to be sucking on his student again. He takes hold of Anderson’s dripping cock as soon as the teen sits on the desk sans pants. He gives Anderson a few pumps before swallowing his student’s fat cock. Anderson’s hips are soon bucking, his cock pushing into his teacher’s willing mouth, Mr. Tate’s moans vibrating along his shaft. Anderson rests back on his elbows and looks lazily at the dark haired teacher feasting on his thick tube. Mr. Tate reaches under Anderson taking a firm globe in each hand and squeezing his student’s tight ass, holding Anderson in place so he can swallow around that delicious cock.

“Fuck!” Anderson cries out as he feels his teacher’s throat move around his hard flesh. Mr. Tate moans as he has his mouth full making Anderson push further into his teacher’s hot mouth. Mr. Tate soon starts bobbing fast on his student’s meat loving how it goes down his throat with each movement. He squeezes Anderson’s ass tighter as he works harder to make his student erupt in his mouth. It has been almost a month since he first tasted this thick jut of teen meat. He had had others and they were ok, but not like this succulent piece of flesh. He was glad that Anderson was daydreaming in his class because he was at the point where he was going to make him stay for some stupid reason and now he didn’t have to.

“You missed suckin’ me off, didn’t you,” Anderson says grabbing a handful of the teacher’s hair. Mr. Tate lets off his cock long enough to nod quickly and slurp Anderson’s cock back into his mouth again. Mr. Tate’s tongue works greedily on Anderson’s slit wanting  each and every drop, “Yeah, keep doin’ that,” Anderson says lying back on the desk and watching Mr. Tate hold his engorged head captive and feeling his tongue plunder his slit. Mr. Tate leaves off one firm globe to stroke Anderson’s shaft, making the teen moan and spread his legs wider. After a few minutes of having his head detailed he tugs on Mr. Tate’s hair, “Suck my balls Tate.”

Mr. Tate gives him one last lick before burying his face in the apex of his student’s legs and sucks one of the teen’s balls in his mouth. Anderson moans as he feels Mr. Tate’s tongue bathe his ball with feverish licks then moving to the other. He brings his left leg up and rests his calf on Mr. Tate’s shoulder giving his teacher more access to his sac. Mr. Tate moans happily as he goes back and forth on Anderson’s sac, his hand stroking the fat shaft above. Minutes pass then Mr. Tate looks up from his worship of Anderson’s sac, “Are you enjoying this Anderson?”

Anderson smiles, “Get back to work,” Mr. Tate smiles then soundly kisses Anderson’s weeping head. He then kisses down the fat throbbing shaft, pausing to tongue Anderson’s balls before coming down to the teen’s pucker. He covers his hole with his mouth, his tongue circling the teen’s hole several times before plunging inside. Anderson moans loudly and Mr. Tate brings Anderson’s right leg up to gain full access of the teen’s tender hole, both hands now stroking and teasing the ripe cock of the sophomore. Mr. Tate tongue fucks Anderson’s hole graciously, lapping at the heated inside and loving every minute of it. 

Mr. Tate finally stops fucking Anderson’s pucker and goes back to sucking on the youth’s juicy balls. Anderson soon grips his teacher’s hair again, pulling him from his task of pleasuring his student to his utmost ability. “My cock Tate. I know you want my cream,” Mr. Tate takes the fat head in his mouth and sucks hard and loud causing Anderson to lay back again and thrust into his teacher’s mouth hard. His thrusts become sharper and his stomach tightens. His balls shift and soon his back jerks straight, a loud cry coming from his mouth as his cream shoots into Mr. Tate’s waiting mouth. The teacher slurps on his student’s cream as it pulses into his mouth. He moans between swallows, savoring the taste of his young pupil.

Anderson comes down from his high to feel his cock still in Mr. Tate’s mouth. The English teacher resting his head on his right thigh and sucking lightly on his student, fond of the feeling of Anderson’s cock in his mouth. Mr. Tate fondles the teen’s sac lovingly, thanking it for giving him his student’s delicious bounty, “Hey Tate, you gonna take my cock out of your mouth any time soon?” Anderson asks raising up on his elbows. Mr. Tate shakes his head no at him then gives his slit a few licks. Anderson smiles as he looks at his teacher’s swollen lips around his meat, “Well then, you’d better get back to work,” Anderson sighs as Mr. Tate starts sucking on him again with vigor. ‘Getting your cock sucked at the end of the day really is a good thing,’ he thinks.