Mr and Mr, Sir and Sir

Hot and Heavy.

His moist thighs hit together as he walked. His heavy groans fell out of his loose jaw as he stumbled along. He was going to make him pay. He smiled. He walked up the corridor on the English block and turned a corner and was faced with an door. His sighs and huffs grew with each readily passing second.

He grew a boner and walked closer with it proudly. He burst open the door.

A huddle of 6th formers crowded the table. They turned round; their eyes seemingly all shifted to looking at his brick hard cock.

His next words stuttered out.
"Leave us please! Me and Mr. Christian have important...things... to discuss."
Micheal looked at him with a mix of excitement and intrigue; the way he always looked at him when he took charge.

After a few students gathered up their papers, they left.

They were finally alone, Jackson stared at Micheal. A cold, hard penetrating stare ran between their two eyes.

"You're an absolute fucker, and now I want you to Fuck me!"

"C'mon then, fucking, do it!" Micheal smirked.

Jackson flocked to Micheal. He began viciously making out with his neck, biting and licking every patch of hot sweaty flesh he could reach. Micheal took over biting Jackson's bottom lip, cutting the skin. Jackson moaned and moaned begging him to stop but not actually wanting him to.