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Title: “Thats Not My Phone Mr Barakat!”
Pairing: Jalex
Chapter: Stand Alone
Rating: NC-17
Theme: Highschool!AU, Spanking, Public
Author’s Note: I love you too much baby <3 Don’t ever forget that.
The teacher continued to bore his class with his unneeded information about English grammars. He talks while walking around his class, as he noticed something in the pockets on one of his favorite students. Walking towards the said boy, he single-handedly grabbed the offending object in Alex’s pants, thinking it was a phone. Little did the teacher know, it was Alex’s dick.
“You shouldn’t have phones in class, Alexander.” He said in nonchalantly, albeit loud, eyeing and towering over me.
-
As the blaring echoed through the teacher’s room, it slowly stirred him awake. Peeling his eyes open and wander to his alarm clock, reaching a hand out and slapped the top of the machine. Bouncing to turn off the droning noise, his limbs stretch underneath the blankets, rubbing against the warm cotton, his ankles, knees and back were all cracking underneath the movements. Smiling gratefully that he had slept well that night.
Today was nothing special for Jack, another day at Dulaney High. It was another day of stupid students, who didn’t know their alphabet or even their left from fucking right, but he knew in order to live, he just had to pull through. The year was almost over and Jack would have another batch of students next year, hopefully ones smarter than and not as cocky as these one.
After he showered and gotten dressed, Jack slipped on his black polished shoes and grabbed his laptop bag; the essentials and slipped out of the house, locking the door behind him.
-
As the day rolled on, Jack was getting tired and worn out. He still had four classes of rowdy students and had one last one before he could go home; this last one was the worst. The teacher had the kids who never wanted to attend school, the kids who couldn’t care less about their education. Jack disliked this class immensely, but he just had to get it over and done with.
As all the students crowded in, chatting loudly. He waited for them to sit down, before standing up and announcing what would happen today, it was simple; all they had to do was write a story, about whatever they wanted. The only regulations were; that it had to be more than half a page and couldn’t be about your favorite footballer or sports star. That’s all he asked.
People continued to write and write, their heads bobbing around and their hands scribbling on the page. Actually, only three or only four students were doing that, the rest were scrunching up the paper and shoving it down other shirts and throwing paper planes around, drawing on each other and shouting rude and vulgar words at one another.
But one boy had, had hands in his lap, looking at it intently. A smirk painting his face, Jack immediately knew that he was on his phone, what a surprise. He knew that someone would eventually turn to their phone, but we had a strict no-phone policy at this school and it seemed that a boy called Alexander, Jack’s most favorite out of all, was breaking those rules.
He wanted to take action, so Jack stood up and waltzed over to his desk.
“Afternoon Alexander, how’s your story coming along?” Jack said, as he jumped from his seat, eyes wide when he saw the teacher.
“M-my story, sir? I-i.. I don’t.. I don’t know?” The young boy said, head down and cheeks flaring red.
“You see where we’re this is going, Alex? You haven’t written a single word for your essay and yet…” Jack trailed off as he grabbed his cellphone from his pocket. “….you use your phone.”
Jack’s eyes widened when he felt something hard, it couldn’t be a phone? As the teacher’s grip tightened around it, he felt it twitch, causing Jack to take his hand away from it and cradle it to his torso, at the same time he heard the boy moan silently, yet enough to be heard by Jack.
Jack tried to compose myself with what had happened, and stood up straight, towering over the young boy in front of him whose eyes were now wide and in shock, his hands on his lap and looking at me with his pupils, dilated.
“See me after dismissal, Alexander, I think we need to talk about the ‘no-phone’ policy.”
-
It was nearing dismissal and Jack’s nerves are on a wreck. He shouldn’t be nervous around a student that he possibly liked, honestly though, that kid was hot. And maybe he’s thought of him many times when he’s at home. Alone. With lights out. And maybe most night he’d dreamt of Alex beneath him, writhing, moaning sickly sweet sounds. And maybe he’s imagined the noises the student makes when he’s nearing his climax, the sweet sound of his voice choking in air as he releases. No, he hasn’t imagined that in his class as he stared at Alex from his desk. Not at all.
But then, that would be an impeccably huge lie to tell. And believe it or not, Jack doesn’t like lying.
Jack’s fear has yet to come when the dismissal bell rang. He’s been waiting for Alex in the classroom for more than two hours; the Irish coffee wasn’t helping at all. What if Alex thought he’s implying something? He wasn’t, wasn’t he? He was confused, and the sexual frustration was too much for him to handle, Jack shouldn’t have asked him to stay until dismissal. What if he wasn’t thinking what Jack was thinking? That would be humiliating! He could even report the teacher to the school board and-
“Mr. Barakat?” Jack heard a small voice that came from the doorway, followed by a faint knock. He put my head up and looked at Alex; his small frame was hugged by his t-shirt, accompanied by the tightest skinny jeans Jack’s ever seen in his life. His hair was disheveled, and sticking up to places. Jack think it’s what kids these days call, ‘the sex hair’.
The teacher took a look at Alex’s face; his eyes were dilated again, pupils blown wide as he shifted uncomfortably in his position. He looked at me with confusion, albeit, he already knew why he was sent here.
“Ah, Alex. Come in, sit down.” Jack said in a monologue tone. Sitting up straight and composing himself. Grabbing a few papers scattered all over his desk as he spoke.
“I believe you know why you’re here, hmm?” He said nonchalantly, trying to be very professional, to not give away the fact that his dick was starting to harden at the thoughts running in his mind.
“Y-Yes Mr Barakat, I think?” Alex cowered away from his teacher, looking down at the floor with his hands intertwined with each other at his front, fiddling with the hem of his shirt.
“What do you mean you [i]think[/i]?” Jack bellowed, standing up from his chair and slamming his fists down on the table, shooting a menacing glare at Alex’s lust covered caramel eyes
“I-I’m sorry sir, I know why I’m here. I-I’m here because I was using my phone, Sir.” Alex moved back, shying away and trying to make up the excuse that he tried to use before.
“No, Alexander, that’s not why you are here. You’re smart enough to know that using mobile phones on school premises is against the rules, right?” Jack said with a sly undertone lacing his voice.
“Yes, Mr. Barakat, I know, I’m sorry I used my phone and I-” Alex said, raising his eyebrows when he gained some confidence after figuring out what Jack’s intentions were.
“No!” Jack shouted back at Alex’s demeanor and huffing back into his chair, cutting the student before he could ever finish what he was saying.
“I’ll tell you why I’m here, Sir.” Alex said as he dropped his book bag and moved behind Jack, pulling his office chair from behind the desk, the student got close to his ear and whispered in a slutty tone.
“I’m here because I was thinking about your [i]huge[/i] thick cock pounding into me, fucking me so hard, I won’t be able to walk home, bending me over the desk and spanking me until I’m begging for your mercy, Sir. Mercy?” Alex finished off and walked back slowly around the desk, running his fingers over the wooden table seductively.
Picking up his book bag, he swung it over his shoulder and approached Jack’s desk, simply saying,
“So can I go now? Or do you something else in mind, Mister Barakat.” He said with a husky voice, tone lacing with lust and the budge in his pants were justifying his words. But before he knew it, he was pulled over the desk and onto Jack’s lap. The teacher moaned loudly as he thrust up his jean-clad erection into the younger boy’s hip.
“You’re not leaving this room until I make sure you walk to your house limping.” Jack sternly said to the young boy grinding in his lap.
“And you’re not gonna leave this room until I make sure that you scream for mercy, baby. Mercy.”
“Oh, sir, please!” Alex said nodding as his head tipped back at the forced and new friction that Mr. Barakat was giving him, the boys carried on grinding and moaning for a few minutes, the panting and heat in the room rising with their body temperatures.
Jack’s hands gripped the younger’s waist, effectively pushing him off Jack’s lap and he landed back on his feet with a small thud. Quickly, he ripped his shirt off his body and placed his hands over Jack’s knees, sliding them over the denim, all the way up his thigh before reaching his throbbing hard cock and pushing down softly; palming him like they were only minutes ago, a small squeak and a moan of pleasure erupted from both boys. Alex had to say though; he wasn’t disappointed with Mr. Barakat’s decent size. But he’d dealt with much bigger and smaller ones too.
Jack was finished with controlling Alex, so without hesitation he grabbed Alex’s cheeks and bought his neck close to Jacks face saying,
“I’m going to punish you, Alexander.” The student whimpered at the stern words and nodded in Jacks hands. Jack pushed him back and grabbed his wrists, firmly planting them on the wooden desk.
“Don’t move them, I’m going to punish you, so fucking hard, Alex.” Jack whispered in the student’s ear as he ran his hands over Alex’s arms and down his back, sending shivers down the student’s spine, then to the waist band of his boxers and jeans. Jack got on his knees and slowly slid them down, revealing Alex’s perfectly rounded ass; Jack was drooling at the sight of Alex panting in anticipation and his hands gripping the desk harder and harder.
Jack pooled the offending items of clothing around Alex’s feet, as he lifted his legs up and got rid of the clothing, putting two hands on Alex’s ass and groped them, moving around and around, he could hear Alex whimpering and softy jutting his hips backwards into Jack’s touch.
“No moving Alex, it’s time for your real punishment.” Jack said as he laid a hard slap to Alex’s bare ass, one after the other, only to ten, but by the end Alex was a whimpering mess, with tears running down his cheeks and a cock that was about to explode when touched.
“Sir, I’m gonna cum, p-p-please!” Alex said in a high pitched tone, as he bowed his head to see Jack’s jeans and boxer around his ankles as well.
“No, you’re [i][b]not[/b][/i] gonna cum! You won’t,” Jack said annunciating the words, he reached into his jeans pockets, taking out lube and a surprise in the other, he set the lube down on the desk, in Alex’s full view, before grabbing Alex’s ass cheeks, spreading them and diving in with his tongue, swirling and swishing it around, creating a suction on the younger boys hole.
“Jesus Christ! O-oh my god!” Alex said as he rocked his hips back onto Jacks face, feeling every inch of his tongue scoop around his entrance and feeling the tip push past the tight ring of muscles, feeling Alex buck his hips back onto his face, Jack grabs his prominent hips and steadies them so he’s not getting pushed back by Alex.
“Sir! Fuck me! Please!” Alex says as his panting and moaning fills the room. Jack stops his movements, retracting his tongue from the younger boy and grabs Alex’s surprise from the table; he reaches around Alex and pumps his cock a few times, before slipping on the silicone cock ring over Alex’s erection.
“N-no! Mr. Barakat! Please!” Alex was screaming now and begging for it to be taken off, but knowing that if he tried to take it off himself, Jack would never forgive him, and probably leave him like this, so he just exhaled and gripped the edge of the table with his fingers and gave in to Jack, knowing that it was his best option.
Jack moved his lips over Alex’s neck, whispering a, “Good slut.” and praised Alex for his co-operation.
“I’m going to stretch you now, slut. Don’t fucking move those fucking hips.” Jack said as drenched his fingers with lube on the desk, slipping it down to tease Alex’s entrance. The student tipped his head down and moaned like he was paid to, squeezing his eyes shut as Jack slipped the first finger in. Alex whined as the second went in and eventually brushing on his prostate, which made him see stars as he moaned over and over when Jack purposely brush his fingers there. Alex finally gave up before the third finger and yelling out, “Just fuck me Sir! I’m stretched enough!”
So Jack complied moving his fingers out of the younger and grabbing the lube, pouring the substance over his cock and wiping his fingers on his discarded jeans.
Lining up his cock with Alex’s stretched hole, the student pushed his hips back and whined desperately, seeking Jack’s thick cock inside him. The teacher got the message and slowly pushed his dick inside the boy, he looked at the scene playing out before him, watched as Alex’s hole stretch around him. The student was hot and tight, he was young and a naughty slut. Oh, Jack would have to make this a common thing, Alex felt so damn good around his cock.
Alex was whimpering and smiling as he felt Jack hit his hilt. Alex was in bliss and the anticipation of his pulsating and begging for attention cock was overriding the pain that Jack was providing.
“Move!” Alex squeaked out, Jack slowly moved out of the boy before thrusting back in roughly, snapping his hips savagely, hitting Alex’s prostate with dead on accuracy,
“FUCK!” Alex gripped at the desk, his knuckles and fingers going white at the pressure.
But there was no way Jack would ease up at the pressure now as he fucks Alex into the desk roughly, his skin snapping onto Alex’s thighs that’s sure as hell gotta hurt because of all the spanking, but it’s so good because Alex was moaning like a fucking cheap whore, as he grabs the back of Jack’s hair and pulled him down for a fiery kiss. It was too hot, too wet. And all too much.
“You like it rough, huh, slut? I’m gonna make you fucking see stars.” Jack whispered in the student’s ear, and he did. One certain snap of his hip caused the younger boy to tremble and scream like a pornstar, much better than a pornstar. He reminded himself to push onto that spot, as Alex makes choked noises, so hot it could make Jack come then and there, but that wouldn’t happen.
“Sir.. d-don’t fucking stop, S-sir! Oh! Uhh-don’t st-top!” Alex’s body jerks violently with every thrust, pushing his hips down to retain that angle Jack looked so hard to find.
“Oh! Oh.. Oh Sir! Sir please! Please, don’t stop.. Oh [b]god[/b]!”
Jack peeks down and moaned as he watched his dick slide in and out of Alex, “Uhh Fuck! Alex, you want it harder? You want it fucking harder?! Tell me!” Jack whispered to Alex as he leaned down and nibbled at the student’s lobe.
“Oh yes, sir! Harder, p-please! More, Sir, I want more, I want it harder! Please!” Alex whimpered and Jack complied with his wishes, next thing the student knew, Jack’s strong hands were gripped to Alex’s small waist, running his thumb over the ridges of his hips bones, still admiring the way his cock slid in and out of the boy, Jack and Alex’s moans were resounding through the room and filling the classroom. It’s good that Jack picked dismissal time, nobody was around anymore.
“Oh! Alex, you’re so fucking g-good! So fucking [b]tight[.b]! Taking it like a p-pro, filthy little slut!” Jack said through gritted teeth, as Alex spread his leg farther for better access and pushing back roughly to meet Jack’s thrusts.
A few moans and groans later, Jack was huffing and panting, pounding his hips faster, rougher, deeper and harder, just in time when Alex clenched around him, he released into the boy with a few short and sharp thrusts, stuttering his hips as he filled the younger with his cum.
“Mr Barakat, Please! P-please let me cum!” Alex screamed out as Jack released inside him. He desperately pushed his hips to force Jack inside him, but he already felt the warm, gooey substance.
Jack was blissed out to the top, but he wanted Alex to feel good, so he got up from his slumped position over the panting boy and went back down on his knees,
“You’ve been a very good slut, Alex. You wanna cum for me? Only for me?” Jack asked seductively as he slides down to Alex’s body. The student relaxed a bit, but tensed back up as Jack’s tongue was back inside him, sucking up and mixing his saliva with his cum and the remaining lube inside Alex.
“O-oh fuck! Please! Mr. Barakat, please?! Please let me cum! I wanna cum so good, so fucking hard for you, oh my god! F-fuck!” Alex cried out, and Jack obliged, pumping Alex’s hard dick roughly, not easing up even a bit. Slipping off the silicone ring and throwing it to the floor, Jack removed his hand from Alex’s cock and focused on spreading his cheeks instead, sucking and probing his tongue inside Alex, hitting the sensitive bundle of nerves over and over until the student was screaming.
“Oh, fuck, Sir! So f-fucking good! Oh god! Fuck!” Alex yelled as he released all over the wooden desk, pushing his hips back onto Jacks face as he rode out his orgasm. Jack didn’t mind waiting until Alex had stopped his movements to pull his face away; he liked seeing the younger yell and scream out in pleasure, knowing he caused it made him feel hot and powerful.
Alex was slumped over the desk panting with his eyes closed and his pants still strewn all over the floor, Jack on the other hand was collecting his lube and slipping the cock ring inside Alex’s discarded pants pocket and pulling his own up, getting dressed again and fixing his sweat shined hair into something presentable, grabbing his bag and slipping it over his shoulder, he looked once more at the panting boy still coming down from his incredible high. He slapped the younger’s exposed and raw ass cheek once more, snapping him out of his state, looking up with droopy eyes as Jack was exiting the classroom.
But before Alex could speak, Jack said,
“Call me Jack, baby boy, your punishment is far from over.” as he left the classroom shutting the door behind him.
Pairing: Jalex
Chapter: Stand Alone
Rating: NC-17
Theme: Highschool!AU, Spanking, Public
Author’s Note: I love you too much baby <3 Don’t ever forget that.
The teacher continued to bore his class with his unneeded information about English grammars. He talks while walking around his class, as he noticed something in the pockets on one of his favorite students. Walking towards the said boy, he single-handedly grabbed the offending object in Alex’s pants, thinking it was a phone. Little did the teacher know, it was Alex’s dick.
“You shouldn’t have phones in class, Alexander.” He said in nonchalantly, albeit loud, eyeing and towering over me.
-
As the blaring echoed through the teacher’s room, it slowly stirred him awake. Peeling his eyes open and wander to his alarm clock, reaching a hand out and slapped the top of the machine. Bouncing to turn off the droning noise, his limbs stretch underneath the blankets, rubbing against the warm cotton, his ankles, knees and back were all cracking underneath the movements. Smiling gratefully that he had slept well that night.
Today was nothing special for Jack, another day at Dulaney High. It was another day of stupid students, who didn’t know their alphabet or even their left from fucking right, but he knew in order to live, he just had to pull through. The year was almost over and Jack would have another batch of students next year, hopefully ones smarter than and not as cocky as these one.
After he showered and gotten dressed, Jack slipped on his black polished shoes and grabbed his laptop bag; the essentials and slipped out of the house, locking the door behind him.
-
As the day rolled on, Jack was getting tired and worn out. He still had four classes of rowdy students and had one last one before he could go home; this last one was the worst. The teacher had the kids who never wanted to attend school, the kids who couldn’t care less about their education. Jack disliked this class immensely, but he just had to get it over and done with.
As all the students crowded in, chatting loudly. He waited for them to sit down, before standing up and announcing what would happen today, it was simple; all they had to do was write a story, about whatever they wanted. The only regulations were; that it had to be more than half a page and couldn’t be about your favorite footballer or sports star. That’s all he asked.
People continued to write and write, their heads bobbing around and their hands scribbling on the page. Actually, only three or only four students were doing that, the rest were scrunching up the paper and shoving it down other shirts and throwing paper planes around, drawing on each other and shouting rude and vulgar words at one another.
But one boy had, had hands in his lap, looking at it intently. A smirk painting his face, Jack immediately knew that he was on his phone, what a surprise. He knew that someone would eventually turn to their phone, but we had a strict no-phone policy at this school and it seemed that a boy called Alexander, Jack’s most favorite out of all, was breaking those rules.
He wanted to take action, so Jack stood up and waltzed over to his desk.
“Afternoon Alexander, how’s your story coming along?” Jack said, as he jumped from his seat, eyes wide when he saw the teacher.
“M-my story, sir? I-i.. I don’t.. I don’t know?” The young boy said, head down and cheeks flaring red.
“You see where we’re this is going, Alex? You haven’t written a single word for your essay and yet…” Jack trailed off as he grabbed his cellphone from his pocket. “….you use your phone.”
Jack’s eyes widened when he felt something hard, it couldn’t be a phone? As the teacher’s grip tightened around it, he felt it twitch, causing Jack to take his hand away from it and cradle it to his torso, at the same time he heard the boy moan silently, yet enough to be heard by Jack.
Jack tried to compose myself with what had happened, and stood up straight, towering over the young boy in front of him whose eyes were now wide and in shock, his hands on his lap and looking at me with his pupils, dilated.
“See me after dismissal, Alexander, I think we need to talk about the ‘no-phone’ policy.”
-
It was nearing dismissal and Jack’s nerves are on a wreck. He shouldn’t be nervous around a student that he possibly liked, honestly though, that kid was hot. And maybe he’s thought of him many times when he’s at home. Alone. With lights out. And maybe most night he’d dreamt of Alex beneath him, writhing, moaning sickly sweet sounds. And maybe he’s imagined the noises the student makes when he’s nearing his climax, the sweet sound of his voice choking in air as he releases. No, he hasn’t imagined that in his class as he stared at Alex from his desk. Not at all.
But then, that would be an impeccably huge lie to tell. And believe it or not, Jack doesn’t like lying.
Jack’s fear has yet to come when the dismissal bell rang. He’s been waiting for Alex in the classroom for more than two hours; the Irish coffee wasn’t helping at all. What if Alex thought he’s implying something? He wasn’t, wasn’t he? He was confused, and the sexual frustration was too much for him to handle, Jack shouldn’t have asked him to stay until dismissal. What if he wasn’t thinking what Jack was thinking? That would be humiliating! He could even report the teacher to the school board and-
“Mr. Barakat?” Jack heard a small voice that came from the doorway, followed by a faint knock. He put my head up and looked at Alex; his small frame was hugged by his t-shirt, accompanied by the tightest skinny jeans Jack’s ever seen in his life. His hair was disheveled, and sticking up to places. Jack think it’s what kids these days call, ‘the sex hair’.
The teacher took a look at Alex’s face; his eyes were dilated again, pupils blown wide as he shifted uncomfortably in his position. He looked at me with confusion, albeit, he already knew why he was sent here.
“Ah, Alex. Come in, sit down.” Jack said in a monologue tone. Sitting up straight and composing himself. Grabbing a few papers scattered all over his desk as he spoke.
“I believe you know why you’re here, hmm?” He said nonchalantly, trying to be very professional, to not give away the fact that his dick was starting to harden at the thoughts running in his mind.
“Y-Yes Mr Barakat, I think?” Alex cowered away from his teacher, looking down at the floor with his hands intertwined with each other at his front, fiddling with the hem of his shirt.
“What do you mean you [i]think[/i]?” Jack bellowed, standing up from his chair and slamming his fists down on the table, shooting a menacing glare at Alex’s lust covered caramel eyes
“I-I’m sorry sir, I know why I’m here. I-I’m here because I was using my phone, Sir.” Alex moved back, shying away and trying to make up the excuse that he tried to use before.
“No, Alexander, that’s not why you are here. You’re smart enough to know that using mobile phones on school premises is against the rules, right?” Jack said with a sly undertone lacing his voice.
“Yes, Mr. Barakat, I know, I’m sorry I used my phone and I-” Alex said, raising his eyebrows when he gained some confidence after figuring out what Jack’s intentions were.
“No!” Jack shouted back at Alex’s demeanor and huffing back into his chair, cutting the student before he could ever finish what he was saying.
“I’ll tell you why I’m here, Sir.” Alex said as he dropped his book bag and moved behind Jack, pulling his office chair from behind the desk, the student got close to his ear and whispered in a slutty tone.
“I’m here because I was thinking about your [i]huge[/i] thick cock pounding into me, fucking me so hard, I won’t be able to walk home, bending me over the desk and spanking me until I’m begging for your mercy, Sir. Mercy?” Alex finished off and walked back slowly around the desk, running his fingers over the wooden table seductively.
Picking up his book bag, he swung it over his shoulder and approached Jack’s desk, simply saying,
“So can I go now? Or do you something else in mind, Mister Barakat.” He said with a husky voice, tone lacing with lust and the budge in his pants were justifying his words. But before he knew it, he was pulled over the desk and onto Jack’s lap. The teacher moaned loudly as he thrust up his jean-clad erection into the younger boy’s hip.
“You’re not leaving this room until I make sure you walk to your house limping.” Jack sternly said to the young boy grinding in his lap.
“And you’re not gonna leave this room until I make sure that you scream for mercy, baby. Mercy.”
“Oh, sir, please!” Alex said nodding as his head tipped back at the forced and new friction that Mr. Barakat was giving him, the boys carried on grinding and moaning for a few minutes, the panting and heat in the room rising with their body temperatures.
Jack’s hands gripped the younger’s waist, effectively pushing him off Jack’s lap and he landed back on his feet with a small thud. Quickly, he ripped his shirt off his body and placed his hands over Jack’s knees, sliding them over the denim, all the way up his thigh before reaching his throbbing hard cock and pushing down softly; palming him like they were only minutes ago, a small squeak and a moan of pleasure erupted from both boys. Alex had to say though; he wasn’t disappointed with Mr. Barakat’s decent size. But he’d dealt with much bigger and smaller ones too.
Jack was finished with controlling Alex, so without hesitation he grabbed Alex’s cheeks and bought his neck close to Jacks face saying,
“I’m going to punish you, Alexander.” The student whimpered at the stern words and nodded in Jacks hands. Jack pushed him back and grabbed his wrists, firmly planting them on the wooden desk.
“Don’t move them, I’m going to punish you, so fucking hard, Alex.” Jack whispered in the student’s ear as he ran his hands over Alex’s arms and down his back, sending shivers down the student’s spine, then to the waist band of his boxers and jeans. Jack got on his knees and slowly slid them down, revealing Alex’s perfectly rounded ass; Jack was drooling at the sight of Alex panting in anticipation and his hands gripping the desk harder and harder.
Jack pooled the offending items of clothing around Alex’s feet, as he lifted his legs up and got rid of the clothing, putting two hands on Alex’s ass and groped them, moving around and around, he could hear Alex whimpering and softy jutting his hips backwards into Jack’s touch.
“No moving Alex, it’s time for your real punishment.” Jack said as he laid a hard slap to Alex’s bare ass, one after the other, only to ten, but by the end Alex was a whimpering mess, with tears running down his cheeks and a cock that was about to explode when touched.
“Sir, I’m gonna cum, p-p-please!” Alex said in a high pitched tone, as he bowed his head to see Jack’s jeans and boxer around his ankles as well.
“No, you’re [i][b]not[/b][/i] gonna cum! You won’t,” Jack said annunciating the words, he reached into his jeans pockets, taking out lube and a surprise in the other, he set the lube down on the desk, in Alex’s full view, before grabbing Alex’s ass cheeks, spreading them and diving in with his tongue, swirling and swishing it around, creating a suction on the younger boys hole.
“Jesus Christ! O-oh my god!” Alex said as he rocked his hips back onto Jacks face, feeling every inch of his tongue scoop around his entrance and feeling the tip push past the tight ring of muscles, feeling Alex buck his hips back onto his face, Jack grabs his prominent hips and steadies them so he’s not getting pushed back by Alex.
“Sir! Fuck me! Please!” Alex says as his panting and moaning fills the room. Jack stops his movements, retracting his tongue from the younger boy and grabs Alex’s surprise from the table; he reaches around Alex and pumps his cock a few times, before slipping on the silicone cock ring over Alex’s erection.
“N-no! Mr. Barakat! Please!” Alex was screaming now and begging for it to be taken off, but knowing that if he tried to take it off himself, Jack would never forgive him, and probably leave him like this, so he just exhaled and gripped the edge of the table with his fingers and gave in to Jack, knowing that it was his best option.
Jack moved his lips over Alex’s neck, whispering a, “Good slut.” and praised Alex for his co-operation.
“I’m going to stretch you now, slut. Don’t fucking move those fucking hips.” Jack said as drenched his fingers with lube on the desk, slipping it down to tease Alex’s entrance. The student tipped his head down and moaned like he was paid to, squeezing his eyes shut as Jack slipped the first finger in. Alex whined as the second went in and eventually brushing on his prostate, which made him see stars as he moaned over and over when Jack purposely brush his fingers there. Alex finally gave up before the third finger and yelling out, “Just fuck me Sir! I’m stretched enough!”
So Jack complied moving his fingers out of the younger and grabbing the lube, pouring the substance over his cock and wiping his fingers on his discarded jeans.
Lining up his cock with Alex’s stretched hole, the student pushed his hips back and whined desperately, seeking Jack’s thick cock inside him. The teacher got the message and slowly pushed his dick inside the boy, he looked at the scene playing out before him, watched as Alex’s hole stretch around him. The student was hot and tight, he was young and a naughty slut. Oh, Jack would have to make this a common thing, Alex felt so damn good around his cock.
Alex was whimpering and smiling as he felt Jack hit his hilt. Alex was in bliss and the anticipation of his pulsating and begging for attention cock was overriding the pain that Jack was providing.
“Move!” Alex squeaked out, Jack slowly moved out of the boy before thrusting back in roughly, snapping his hips savagely, hitting Alex’s prostate with dead on accuracy,
“FUCK!” Alex gripped at the desk, his knuckles and fingers going white at the pressure.
But there was no way Jack would ease up at the pressure now as he fucks Alex into the desk roughly, his skin snapping onto Alex’s thighs that’s sure as hell gotta hurt because of all the spanking, but it’s so good because Alex was moaning like a fucking cheap whore, as he grabs the back of Jack’s hair and pulled him down for a fiery kiss. It was too hot, too wet. And all too much.
“You like it rough, huh, slut? I’m gonna make you fucking see stars.” Jack whispered in the student’s ear, and he did. One certain snap of his hip caused the younger boy to tremble and scream like a pornstar, much better than a pornstar. He reminded himself to push onto that spot, as Alex makes choked noises, so hot it could make Jack come then and there, but that wouldn’t happen.
“Sir.. d-don’t fucking stop, S-sir! Oh! Uhh-don’t st-top!” Alex’s body jerks violently with every thrust, pushing his hips down to retain that angle Jack looked so hard to find.
“Oh! Oh.. Oh Sir! Sir please! Please, don’t stop.. Oh [b]god[/b]!”
Jack peeks down and moaned as he watched his dick slide in and out of Alex, “Uhh Fuck! Alex, you want it harder? You want it fucking harder?! Tell me!” Jack whispered to Alex as he leaned down and nibbled at the student’s lobe.
“Oh yes, sir! Harder, p-please! More, Sir, I want more, I want it harder! Please!” Alex whimpered and Jack complied with his wishes, next thing the student knew, Jack’s strong hands were gripped to Alex’s small waist, running his thumb over the ridges of his hips bones, still admiring the way his cock slid in and out of the boy, Jack and Alex’s moans were resounding through the room and filling the classroom. It’s good that Jack picked dismissal time, nobody was around anymore.
“Oh! Alex, you’re so fucking g-good! So fucking [b]tight[.b]! Taking it like a p-pro, filthy little slut!” Jack said through gritted teeth, as Alex spread his leg farther for better access and pushing back roughly to meet Jack’s thrusts.
A few moans and groans later, Jack was huffing and panting, pounding his hips faster, rougher, deeper and harder, just in time when Alex clenched around him, he released into the boy with a few short and sharp thrusts, stuttering his hips as he filled the younger with his cum.
“Mr Barakat, Please! P-please let me cum!” Alex screamed out as Jack released inside him. He desperately pushed his hips to force Jack inside him, but he already felt the warm, gooey substance.
Jack was blissed out to the top, but he wanted Alex to feel good, so he got up from his slumped position over the panting boy and went back down on his knees,
“You’ve been a very good slut, Alex. You wanna cum for me? Only for me?” Jack asked seductively as he slides down to Alex’s body. The student relaxed a bit, but tensed back up as Jack’s tongue was back inside him, sucking up and mixing his saliva with his cum and the remaining lube inside Alex.
“O-oh fuck! Please! Mr. Barakat, please?! Please let me cum! I wanna cum so good, so fucking hard for you, oh my god! F-fuck!” Alex cried out, and Jack obliged, pumping Alex’s hard dick roughly, not easing up even a bit. Slipping off the silicone ring and throwing it to the floor, Jack removed his hand from Alex’s cock and focused on spreading his cheeks instead, sucking and probing his tongue inside Alex, hitting the sensitive bundle of nerves over and over until the student was screaming.
“Oh, fuck, Sir! So f-fucking good! Oh god! Fuck!” Alex yelled as he released all over the wooden desk, pushing his hips back onto Jacks face as he rode out his orgasm. Jack didn’t mind waiting until Alex had stopped his movements to pull his face away; he liked seeing the younger yell and scream out in pleasure, knowing he caused it made him feel hot and powerful.
Alex was slumped over the desk panting with his eyes closed and his pants still strewn all over the floor, Jack on the other hand was collecting his lube and slipping the cock ring inside Alex’s discarded pants pocket and pulling his own up, getting dressed again and fixing his sweat shined hair into something presentable, grabbing his bag and slipping it over his shoulder, he looked once more at the panting boy still coming down from his incredible high. He slapped the younger’s exposed and raw ass cheek once more, snapping him out of his state, looking up with droopy eyes as Jack was exiting the classroom.
But before Alex could speak, Jack said,
“Call me Jack, baby boy, your punishment is far from over.” as he left the classroom shutting the door behind him.