The Substitute Teacher [4/?]
Title: The Substitute Teacher [4/?]
Author: crystal_yb (I used to be williamsaporta)
Pairing: Mark/Tom
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Mark goes to English class and he has a substitute teacher. A really hot substitute teacher.
Warning: Teacher/Student relationship and obviously boy/boy
Disclaimer: I know this is all fake, we all just wish it wasn't.
A/N: Hey guys! I didn't update in a while! But last night I got an idea for this chapter so I decided to write it today! I changed my journal to this one so don't get confused guys! I hope you like it.
Chapter 3
My parents are starting to bug me about my grade in English class. They said I needed to get extra help after school or something if I didn't want to get grounded. So I'm feeling kind of nervous about this Saturday because Tom promised to help me.
It's been a couple weeks since the time Tom made me stay after class. A couple weeks since he told me that he could basically do anything to me. A couple weeks since I was alone with Tom.
It's not that he's ignoring me or I'm ignoring him. It's obvious that we both are interested in each other. Whenever I pass by him or enter his classroom he takes his time to look me up and down (giving me shivers each time) then smirk and say, "hey Mark," then bite his lips and look away.
I told my parents that I'm getting some help on English on Friday. They, happy that I'm actually doing something to help me in school, drove me over to school 30 minutes earlier than I promised with Tom.
I tugged at my shirt nervously, feeling like I'm on my first date, in front of the door to the English class. I opened the door slowly, peeking in to see if Tom was inside.
"Well aren't you early Mr. Hoppus?" Tom said, looking up from a piece of paper in his hands.
I just stood there silently, if I was a cartoon my jaw would probably be on the floor. Tom was sweating. Not only was he shiny but he was also shirtless. A shirtless, shiny Tom was a very sexy Tom.
Tom raised one of his eyebrows in amusement and pointed at the chair next to his desk, "Well have a seat."
I sat down on the chair with a plop, still looking at Tom's glistening body, not able to keep my eyes off.
Tom was busy with something on his computer and I finally asked, with a bit of a stutter, "Why.. why don't you have your shirt on?"
"Huh?" Tom started, he turned towards me and smirked when he saw me staring at his bare skin, "I was doing a bit of running before you came." After that he just went back to his computer.
"Well, why-," I started but was cut off by Tom.
"I was hot and took my shirt off," he said, answering my unasked question.
"Oh," I said, a little confused at the way he's acting. I waited for him to finish on his computer.
When he did finish whatever he was doing, he turned to me and just stared. He just looked at me with this weird look in his eyes.
"Uhm," I started, trying to find something other than Tom to look at, "Well, uh.. what-"
"Suck my dick," Tom said, not even blinking or looking away. He kept a straight face and I could hardly believe what I just heard.
"What?" I asked, a little startled. I swallowed a lump in my throat and licked my dry lips.
"I said, suck my dick Mark," Tom said while still looking at me with a straight face.
"I uhm," I said while getting on my knees. I've never done this before. Sucking someone's dick.
I put my hands on Tom's thighs and looked at his face. I wanted to make sure I heard him right.
Tom looked back at me with dark eyes, biting his lips, just waiting.
I took a deep breath and started undoing Tom's fly. I hadn't noticed Tom's hard-on because of his loose pants but he was rock hard. I could see it through his boxers.
I placed my hand on his clothed erection, causing Tom to moan softly. This encouraged me to go further so I hooked my fingers into his boxers and pulled them down slowly, revealing his rock hard dick to my face.
Tom started to whimper softly, begging for my touch. "Mark, come on," he begged as he moved his hips up towards my face.
I didn't know how to suck a dick. I've never done it before and sadly never had it done to myself before.
"Mark," he moaned, "Come on."
I grabbd his dick and started stroking, Tom groaned, making my own dick twitch. I leaned my face close to his erection and stuck my tongue out, lapping at the precome. The taste was new to me, a bit bitter. I then glided my tongue down the underside of his cock and watched Tom shiver.
He grabbed my hair, threading his fingers in it and pushed my head down, making his dick hit the back of my throat.
I gagged and coughed around his cock, he still didn't let me go. I tried adjusting but he was just too big to have shoved down your throat. I swallowed my saliva that was forming in my mouth, Tom moaned even more.
His breathing started to get more rapid, I felt his dick twitch in my mouth and I knew he was going to come soon. He finally pulled my head up, taking his dick out of my mouth. Before I could say anything, Tom was coming on my lips and chin, getting some of the mess on my cheeks.
"Ahhh," Tom sighed as the last of his orgasm spilled out.
I touched the mess on my face with my fingers, I brought it to my lips and licked it. It tasted weird.
Tom, his breath getting back to normal, smirked and leaned in closer to me. He licked my chin, taking some of his come on his tongue, "I taste good," he said, and started to put his pants back on.
I stared at him as he stood up, a little puzzled and a bit pissed off at what he did.
"Clean your face up," he said.
When I didn't do anything, he walked up to me and said, "Do you want me to help you?" in a purr.
I could feel his come starting to harden on my face as I just looked back into his eyes, not able to speak.
He smirked and licked my nose. He then went on to lick every part of my face that had his spunk on it. After my face was clean he opened his mouth to show me, "That's nice To-," I started but was cut off by Tom's mouth on mine.
He put all of the come into my mouth as he kissed me. I licked the inside of his mouth to make sure I got it all. It was kind of weird, exchanging his come through our mouth. I swallowed it down, every last drop, and smiled at Tom.
Tom looked back at me with sleepy eyes and said, "Next Saturday. Same time."
"But what about," I started, wanting to get my own share of action but was cut off.
"Next Saturday. Same time," Tom said again as he started to pick up his stuff from off his desk.
I looked down at the problem in my pants and decided to just deal with it at home.
Tom and I left the school, saying bye.
I couldn't wait until next week.
Chapter 5
Author: crystal_yb (I used to be williamsaporta)
Pairing: Mark/Tom
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Mark goes to English class and he has a substitute teacher. A really hot substitute teacher.
Warning: Teacher/Student relationship and obviously boy/boy
Disclaimer: I know this is all fake, we all just wish it wasn't.
A/N: Hey guys! I didn't update in a while! But last night I got an idea for this chapter so I decided to write it today! I changed my journal to this one so don't get confused guys! I hope you like it.
Chapter 3
My parents are starting to bug me about my grade in English class. They said I needed to get extra help after school or something if I didn't want to get grounded. So I'm feeling kind of nervous about this Saturday because Tom promised to help me.
It's been a couple weeks since the time Tom made me stay after class. A couple weeks since he told me that he could basically do anything to me. A couple weeks since I was alone with Tom.
It's not that he's ignoring me or I'm ignoring him. It's obvious that we both are interested in each other. Whenever I pass by him or enter his classroom he takes his time to look me up and down (giving me shivers each time) then smirk and say, "hey Mark," then bite his lips and look away.
I told my parents that I'm getting some help on English on Friday. They, happy that I'm actually doing something to help me in school, drove me over to school 30 minutes earlier than I promised with Tom.
I tugged at my shirt nervously, feeling like I'm on my first date, in front of the door to the English class. I opened the door slowly, peeking in to see if Tom was inside.
"Well aren't you early Mr. Hoppus?" Tom said, looking up from a piece of paper in his hands.
I just stood there silently, if I was a cartoon my jaw would probably be on the floor. Tom was sweating. Not only was he shiny but he was also shirtless. A shirtless, shiny Tom was a very sexy Tom.
Tom raised one of his eyebrows in amusement and pointed at the chair next to his desk, "Well have a seat."
I sat down on the chair with a plop, still looking at Tom's glistening body, not able to keep my eyes off.
Tom was busy with something on his computer and I finally asked, with a bit of a stutter, "Why.. why don't you have your shirt on?"
"Huh?" Tom started, he turned towards me and smirked when he saw me staring at his bare skin, "I was doing a bit of running before you came." After that he just went back to his computer.
"Well, why-," I started but was cut off by Tom.
"I was hot and took my shirt off," he said, answering my unasked question.
"Oh," I said, a little confused at the way he's acting. I waited for him to finish on his computer.
When he did finish whatever he was doing, he turned to me and just stared. He just looked at me with this weird look in his eyes.
"Uhm," I started, trying to find something other than Tom to look at, "Well, uh.. what-"
"Suck my dick," Tom said, not even blinking or looking away. He kept a straight face and I could hardly believe what I just heard.
"What?" I asked, a little startled. I swallowed a lump in my throat and licked my dry lips.
"I said, suck my dick Mark," Tom said while still looking at me with a straight face.
"I uhm," I said while getting on my knees. I've never done this before. Sucking someone's dick.
I put my hands on Tom's thighs and looked at his face. I wanted to make sure I heard him right.
Tom looked back at me with dark eyes, biting his lips, just waiting.
I took a deep breath and started undoing Tom's fly. I hadn't noticed Tom's hard-on because of his loose pants but he was rock hard. I could see it through his boxers.
I placed my hand on his clothed erection, causing Tom to moan softly. This encouraged me to go further so I hooked my fingers into his boxers and pulled them down slowly, revealing his rock hard dick to my face.
Tom started to whimper softly, begging for my touch. "Mark, come on," he begged as he moved his hips up towards my face.
I didn't know how to suck a dick. I've never done it before and sadly never had it done to myself before.
"Mark," he moaned, "Come on."
I grabbd his dick and started stroking, Tom groaned, making my own dick twitch. I leaned my face close to his erection and stuck my tongue out, lapping at the precome. The taste was new to me, a bit bitter. I then glided my tongue down the underside of his cock and watched Tom shiver.
He grabbed my hair, threading his fingers in it and pushed my head down, making his dick hit the back of my throat.
I gagged and coughed around his cock, he still didn't let me go. I tried adjusting but he was just too big to have shoved down your throat. I swallowed my saliva that was forming in my mouth, Tom moaned even more.
His breathing started to get more rapid, I felt his dick twitch in my mouth and I knew he was going to come soon. He finally pulled my head up, taking his dick out of my mouth. Before I could say anything, Tom was coming on my lips and chin, getting some of the mess on my cheeks.
"Ahhh," Tom sighed as the last of his orgasm spilled out.
I touched the mess on my face with my fingers, I brought it to my lips and licked it. It tasted weird.
Tom, his breath getting back to normal, smirked and leaned in closer to me. He licked my chin, taking some of his come on his tongue, "I taste good," he said, and started to put his pants back on.
I stared at him as he stood up, a little puzzled and a bit pissed off at what he did.
"Clean your face up," he said.
When I didn't do anything, he walked up to me and said, "Do you want me to help you?" in a purr.
I could feel his come starting to harden on my face as I just looked back into his eyes, not able to speak.
He smirked and licked my nose. He then went on to lick every part of my face that had his spunk on it. After my face was clean he opened his mouth to show me, "That's nice To-," I started but was cut off by Tom's mouth on mine.
He put all of the come into my mouth as he kissed me. I licked the inside of his mouth to make sure I got it all. It was kind of weird, exchanging his come through our mouth. I swallowed it down, every last drop, and smiled at Tom.
Tom looked back at me with sleepy eyes and said, "Next Saturday. Same time."
"But what about," I started, wanting to get my own share of action but was cut off.
"Next Saturday. Same time," Tom said again as he started to pick up his stuff from off his desk.
I looked down at the problem in my pants and decided to just deal with it at home.
Tom and I left the school, saying bye.
I couldn't wait until next week.
Chapter 5