MFT 2/ Final Class

Callboy Mitchell

"I know it's none of my business but what is James doing here?", I asked, looking at Logan. "He decided to stay away from Malibu for a while to set up a second residence here," Logan explained. "Interesting, and how did that happen?", I asked. "I think he got tired of women," Logan laughed, grinning at me. "I'm sure it's easy to get overwhelmed in Malibu," I added, laughing as well. "Did you let your mom know where you are?" he asked, looking at me intently. "One, I'm not a baby anymore and two, that would be pretty stupid of me to say, "Hey Mum, I'm going to see my math teacher again," I replied. "That's not what I meant. Kendall you're still a minor and your mum should at least know you left the house," he explained in his typical teacher tone. Just before I said anything to that, I took my phone out of my pocket and texted Mum that I was going to be out for a while and might be with Carlos. After that, I held my phone up to him so he could read the message. "You couldn't get that done earlier?" he asked, as if I'd forgotten my homework again. "Logan, I was too focused on how to apologize to you and I didn't have a head for the mom thing," I explained. "So what are you going to do now?" he asked me. "Don't you have to take Shadow for a walk again?", I asked him tensely. "I just did that an hour ago," Logan replied, and a moment later someone knocked on his door. "You keep quiet. Got it?", Logan asked seriously and I merely nodded and retreated to a corner of the kitchen.

Logan's POV:

As Kendall hid in a corner of my apartment, I opened the door and saw Mrs. Chaplin standing in front of it. "Mrs. Chaplin, what can I do for you?", I asked, hoping she wouldn't come in. "I just wanted to check if everything was okay with you," she explained, and I didn't know what she meant. "What do you mean?", I asked confused, looking at her. "I overheard an altercation with you and another person earlier and I wanted to inquire if everything was okay," she explained the situation as I had been arguing with Kendall. "Oh that. Yeah that's all worked out," I replied and smiled. "That's good to hear. I know your personal problems are none of my business in any way but I hope I didn't offend you just now or anything," she said looking at me. "It's all right Mrs. Chaplin," I mentioned, continuing to smile. "Sorry again for the interruption. Have a good evening to you," she said goodbye to me and I locked the door behind me afterwards. "What was that all about?" asked Kendall in wonder as he came out from behind the kitchen counter. "Mrs. Chaplin just wanted to make sure everything was okay with me," I explained briefly, taking a sip from my glass.

"Is that what your neighbors always do when they overhear an altercation with you and someone else?" he asked tensely. "Usually it's because the neighbors are the ones causing the altercation," I replied and Kendall had to chuckle. "Seems like a good topic of conversation here on the block," he noted, looking at me. "I wish I wasn't Kendall," I merely mentioned and looked at him. "Well, what else can we do today?" asked Kendall curiously. "How about a movie night. I'd have popcorn and chips with cheese sauce to offer," I suggested. "That sounds really good. Let's do Logan," he agreed, giving me a kiss on the cheek. "Movie genre?". "Comedy or something suspenseful," Kendall replied and I looked through my DVD collection underneath the TV. "Here we have an action movie that is older than me but pretty good and here is a comedy from 2007," I said as I handed him the two movies. "Why do you watch such old movies? They're totally bad," Kendall said and I instantly turned my head in his direction. "Hey. They're really good," I corrected him and punched him in the arm. "You and your typical stubborn teacher," Kendall mentioned and I gave him a serious look. "Do I get a 5 for that statement?" he asked, looking at me with wide eyes. "And like Mr. Knight," I replied and Kendall started to grin. "What's so funny about me just giving you a 5 as a teacher?", I asked in wonder. "Mr. Knight. That sounds really good when you say it," he explained, putting his hands on the back of my neck.

"Indeed and now Mr. Knight will apologize to Mr. Mitchell," I added, pushing him onto the couch and leaning over him. "Pinned down my little boy," I said, pressing my hands on his shoulders and sitting on top of him. "That's not fair. You're a gym teacher and I'm just an unathletic student," he whined and I looked at him with a grin. "Don't you have enough power over so many students you teach? Don't I even get any more peace from it in my free time with you?" he asked, looking at me with an annoyed look. "Watch what you say. I have a device with me which I'm not afraid to use," I replied and Kendall looked at me with an anxious look. "Please say you mean the remote control from the TV," he asked, continuing to look at me. I didn't say a word, but merely rubbed my hip against his, causing Kendall to groan. "I feel like we're going from the theoretical right to the practical part," Kendall mentioned and I looked at him with lust in my eyes. "Are you playing the dominant part?" asked Kendall, grinning at me and rubbing his hips against mine, which made me groan. "What you can count on," I said before I started kissing him and ripping his shirt off his body. "So how often and how much do you have to work out to have a great body like you?" asked Kendall with interest as he stroked my abs. "A few years with the right exercises Kendall," I replied and kissed him passionately. "Can I get you off your shirt?" he asked as he stroked my sides. "Go ahead," I replied softly and moments later my shirt fell to the floor next to us.

Slowly I began to lick Kendall's nipples with my tongue and heard him moan lustfully. "You're doing so good Logan," Kendall moaned, tightening his grip in my hair. "How would that be if you had studied in this field," Kendall said. Momentarily, I stopped my movements and looked at him in wonder. "What makes you think that now?", I asked, looking at him with a raised eyebrow. "Well, if you had majored in sex ed, what would you be?" he asked with interest. "I think sex ed teacher," I replied. "Nothing else?" he continued. "With a promotion to call boy," I added, and Kendall grinned. "Let me guess. You have no idea what a callboy is," I said, grinning at him knowingly, since he didn't know the answer. "Yes I do," Kendall protested. "Explain it to me," I demanded in an erotic tone of voice. "You are when you're in teacher mode," Kendall replied and a moment later I had to laugh. "I'm going to demonstrate what a callboy is my boy," I said and started scratching his chest with my fingernails. "What are you doing? That hurts like hell," Kendall whined, trying to swat my hand away. "Let me be quiet. I won't hurt you too much. I promise," I mentioned and kissed him again. Shortly after, I stood up, pulling Kendall with me and pushing him against the nearest wall. "So what are you going to do now?" asked Kendall as I pressed myself against him. "You'll see," I whispered and then slapped him on the backside with my hand. "Are you crazy?" asked Kendall, hissing in pain.

"Your answer earlier was wrong and now you're going to get the punishment for it," I replied and then pulled his pants off his legs. "Is there affection and stuff with a callboy?" he asked curiously, hoping for a positive answer. "If you treat him well and lovingly yes," I replied, making Kendall turn to me. He couldn't deny that he hadn't liked my things. For then he would be a liar, as the evidence of pleasure could be seen clearly below his belt. "I'm going to show you a loving callboy Logan," Kendall said and started kissing my chest. With his hands he caressed my nipples and then licked them with his tongue. I moaned and buried my fingers in Kendall's blond hair. After a short time Kendall also pulled the pants off my legs and now we were both standing in front of each other completely naked. "Can I ride you Logan?" asked Kendall between our kiss. "I'd love to," I replied and then kissed him again while stroking his back. At the same moment, I laid back on the couch and let Kendall sit on top of me. "Go ahead. Suck my cock!", I demanded, seeing Kendall grinning and shortly after feeling Kendall's tongue on the underside of my shaft. After Kendall sucked my cock and I prepared him in the meantime, he slowly sat down on my hard boner shortly after.

Kendall moaned in pain and I moaned in pleasure as he sat completely on top of me. When Kendall got used to me, he started to slowly lift himself off my cock and then sit down again. At first everything was slow but after a short while Kendall increased his pace whereupon we both started moaning loudly. "I hope the neighbors don't come," I hoped, looking at Kendall. "If they dare to come in here now, they'll get a pillow full in their face!" said Kendall louder than he was moaning at the same moment. "Here comes the bad boy," I moaned, grinning at Kendall. "I have a whole other side Logan that you need to get to know first," he replied and then increased his pace again. "I'm close Kendall," I mentioned, looking at him with a sweaty face. "Me too Logan," he agreed and continued to bounce up and down. Suddenly we both orgasmed at the same time and moaned loudly. "That's the first time we've both cum at the same time," Kendall mentioned, dropping down on the couch next to me. "True," I replied, trying to control my breathing again. After barely five minutes, we had recovered from our orgasm and were now lying next to each other on the couch. "Still up for the movie?" asked Kendall, grinning at me. "First you clean the sour mess off my belly and then we'll watch the movie!", I demanded, looking at Kendall with a serious look on my face. "Understood Mr. Callboy Mitchell."