[PREVIEW] Disciplined by the Dean: The Dean's Office

[PREVIEW] Chapter One

The bathroom stall two doors down thumps and bumps with each thrust as the boys go at it. The sound of their bodies colliding echoes around the tiled room as the younger one takes his ass beating like a champ. As usual, I'm sitting in the end stall, the one marked "out of order", quietly listening to my fellow students grunting and groaning. And as usual, my hand is running up and down my tight stomach, trying its hardest not to cup the stiff, throbbing bulge beneath my acid wash jeans. Usually it's girls who do this to me. Actually, it's always girls. But these guys? They've been doing it for me lately. Every Tuesday and Thursday after school, they come in and check every stall except the last, and then they go at it while I try not to stroke myself silly. While I try to occupy myself with thoughts of April. Or Violet. Or Lily. Instead of a couple of young guys.

This has been our little routine over the last month and I've come to look forward to it. It sure helps pass the time as I sit here waiting by the glory hole in the wall like it's an old fashioned telephone. Oh, won't someone ring? Won't someone slide a couple of test answers through the wall and make my day? Sales have slowed down to a crawl. Maybe that controlling bastard Dean Jacobs is onto me or something. All I know is I've resorted to stealing food from the vending machines with that trick my friend Ace taught me, and I'll do anything to get some cash in my pocket.

"Ah! Ah!" the young one screams as the thrusting becomes more aggressive. I roll my eyes back, my sneakers sliding along the floor as I push myself back on the toilet seat. I shove my hand down my jeans to try to tame the snake, but it only throbs wildly in my cool palm.

"Mm! Fuck! Fuck!" the boy cries.

Screw it. I lean back into the sensation, unzipping my jeans all the way, allowing my cock to spring free. I grasp it, slowly pumping my hand up and down. Fuck, that feels good. I try to direct my thoughts to Lily. Amber, with her long legs. Violet, with her big bouncy tits. But as the wet sound of the big one's cock slaps in and out of the cute one's tight little ass, all I can think about is if it were happening to me. If it was his big cock inside my ass instead. And damn, that feels nice. Oh, yeah. That feels good.

"Take it, you little slut," the older one growls.

"Ah! Ahhh!" the boy screams, his whiny cry echoing around the room as he cums. The older one gives a shuddering groan as he cums soon after, and based on those wet slapping sounds, he's presumably pumping his load inside the little one. They both pant and heave as they come down, but I'm just getting started as I rapidly pump my blood-filled cock in my hand. I'm so fast, so loud, I'm worried they'll hear me, but honestly...I'm so horny now, I wouldn't mind if they did. Come get me, boys.

I almost laugh to myself as I hear those words in my head. This isn't me. But it's okay. It's just a bit of harmless fun. My head swims as I lean back, as I stroke my dick up and down, as I can feel clear juices leaking from the flared tip. I wet my mouth, becoming lost to the feeling. Losing time as I pleasure myself, as I give myself what I deserve for holding out so long. I'm so lost to the feeling I don't even hear the young guys leave at first, until the door slams shut. I stroke my cock louder and faster, knowing I'm now alone.

"Mm! Fuck me! Fuck me!" I say, trying out the same whiny cry the young one just gave. My whine echoes around the room, and it sounds just as good as his does. I laugh quietly to myself as I play with my cock head, until...a door closes in the stall beside me. And then locks. I freeze as I hear a belt unbuckling. When did they come in? Please tell me they didn't hear me.

"Are you Colt?" the deep voice asks on the other side of the wall.

...Fuck.

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