No Homo~(Amin x Mika)

New Teacher

Amin POV:

Standing in front of the school, the sign "Schule ohne Rassismus, Schule mit Courage" stood out to me. It was a big sign directly over the main entrance and anyone could read it. The little space that we were assigned to stay before our lessons started was full of gay people, again.
I hate gay people.

"H-h-h-hey Amin..." a weaker voice called out to me. Looking around, the petite boy that I recently fucked was looking at me with puppy eyes. "Hey Mika" I said in response, voice extra deep and sweet just for him. He drove me crazy. I hope he rembered that none of what I did was meant as something gay.

Our next lesson was arts. Since it were the first weeks of school, we had new teachers, new schedules and new students. But the new teachers was the only thing I really cared about. In the break we currently had, I walked around in our assigned space to stay in. It was supposedly a little sea, but the authorities forbid us to get out of our space, so the water was drained.

"So, I heard these rumors about you and Mika, are they true?" Berat asked me, voice dropped to a more hushed tone. "What rumors?" I kind of expected something like rumors, Mika wasn't very quiet in class, I'm sure Mister Eurich also heard him. "That you fuck? Haven't you known?" He responded as if it was obvious, and I knew it too, it was obvious, but I denied it. "No, what are you saying? Do you listen to yourself? Fucking him would be gay, and I'm not gay." Trying everything in my might to convince him otherwise, I pointed at the three girls from the other class. "See them right there?" Quickly flashing my eyes to him, he answered. "You mean Carina, Hannah and Lea?"
"Yes, yes, them. I will talk to them and get together with..." stalling, I decided who I would use to prove I'm straight, "Lea." "You sure? Wouldn't that be mean?" I felt him tense at the thought of using a girl just to prove I'm straight, but I would do anything to not be gay. Even if I would need to do something shitty.

Going up to the girls, I immediately tried striking up a normal conversation, so it doesn't seem forced. "Is your class also so weird?" The trio looked me up and down, seemingly judging me. "Yes, our class is full of horsegirls and nerds, it's so annoying." Lea said, rolling her eyes as the other two giggled and agreed. But before I could continue, a particular person caught my eye. It wasnt Mika, it was an older teacher. His bald head shined in the sunlight, as his button up shirt loosely hung around his defined figure, showing his collar and a few breast hairs. You could see a freshly shaved beard adorning the lower part of his face. He looked hot.

In the classroom, I sat in the front row. Usually, I would've sat with one of my friends, but I wanted to look better at the teacher. "Hello class, I'm Mister Sins, and today, we are having arts class. What do you wish for me to do in our lessons?" It weren't only his looks, it was his voice. The perfect balance between hot and pretty, definitely the voice you would want to be called 'good boy' to. Mariannes hand shot up in the air, the few strands of her silky blond hair that was put in a messy bun swayed as she did so, a sweet smile gracing her lips. "Yes, uh, Marianne?" Mister Sins looked at her, eyes full of curiosity as he awaited an answer. "I would looovvveee to do an art project. Best would be if it was something with handcrafting, it's really fun and I looovvveee doing it, please?🥺" That emoji wasn't a mistake, that's the literal face she put on. Moving her hands in a '👉👈' motion, her puppy dog eyes pleaded as she focused on Mister Sins. " Hah, how could I not with a pretty face like yours." His little giggle sent thousand butterflies down my stomach, and his smile was charming. He really was one hell of a teacher.

A little time in the lesson, and we were talking about perspectives and how we could draw simple squares from another point of view. I couldn't even concentrate when I asked for help and he leaned behind me to show how I was supposed to do something. "And then, you put the pencil here, and draw a line to the middle of the picture..." As he was explaining, his hand traveled up and down my back, his other hand held my pencil as he explained. "Did you get that?" His cologne was like a drug, it was like he put a lovespell on me, his beautiful smile lit up the room as I adored his features. "Hello? Is something on my face?" Getting ripped out of my trance, I was finally able to respond. "Uh, yes, yes, I got that, and no, you don't have anything on your face, you're just, uh, very attractive, that's all..." Stammering over my words, he raised his eyebrows. "Oh really now?", he got closer to me, almost engulfing me in a hug as his half lidded eyes looked at my flustered form, "do I make you nervous?" The deep, husky voice that matched his looks perfectly whispered in my ear, giving me goosebumps. "I, uh..." I physically wasn't able to respond. I was too flustered and nervous to say anything, the close vicinity making me scared to move. "Stay a little after the lesson, would you?" He winked, walking away as his teasing was successful.

No Homo tho.