The walls of the music room were adorned in educational posters, as they always had been, Darren missed the times he spent in there... Admiring Dave from his assigned seat, watching him strut around the classroom like a peacock proudly displaying its plumage.
From the windowed door Darren could still see Dave, his sensually muscular forearms working across the keyboard, his fingers hitting the keys as though almost flirting with the person whom so admired him, like the keys were his Darren's asshole, Darren could almost make out the bulge in Dave's pants, thick and admirable, something Darren had wanted to have for a majority of his school days here at Benton Park, but that was not meant to be, Darren had moved on.... he thought to himself, "I'm in college now, Its too late...".
Darren edged away from the door morosely, contemplating a life in which Dave would be the knight in shining armor he had always dreamed for.... But alas, time had run its course and Dave was out of his reach...
The door opened behind him, Darren span round, meeting Dave's face... His chiseled features; toned chin, beautiful eyes, courteous smile... Darren was not going to let this chance go, this was too good to be true and nothing would stop him from living this moment finally.
Before Darren could act, Dave pulled him into a tight hug and caressed his hair gently.
"Wh-what are you doing sir?.." Darren questioned, a slight longing in his voice, Dave just smiled, the whiskers on his face moving with the muscles.
"I'm sorry for letting you think i didn't admire you too Dazzalar..." He replied with a wink to top it off, his eyes glistening, "But... That's.... This is supposed to be wrong yet it feels so right Sir..." Darren commented, "All the wrong things make you feel so right Darren, all the right things... I guess you could say... They make my heart feel so bad..".
Darren stood there, awestruck at what had just come out of his former teacher's mouth, Dave grabbed a hold of Darren's hand and lead him towards the room, within a few seconds of being in the room, Dave locked the door and hand Darren's mouth on his... Darren tasted a sweet sensation, a mix of Dave's morning coffee, and a mixture of fruits... He salivated at the thought of Dave's sweet tongue rimming his asshole, but they needed to take it slow, he thought...
Emphasis on he thought... Suddenly Dave had bent Darren on top of the computer desk, his ass rubbing against Dave's crotch, was it Darren's imagination or was Dave's dick already out? Darren looked back and what he saw was out of his imagination, his member was like an anaconda, snaking along Darren's ass and back, Darren was not prepared for it, but he had to endure it.
Dave whispered into Darren's ear, "You wont be able to Handel this...." as he was about to enter Darren, Darren replied "...I'm ready...".
Darren spread his ass-cheek's for Dave, Dave penetrated Darren's butt-hole, it hurt Darren so much but he did it for Dave... Darren felt his butt tearing as his eyes started to water... Darren started to push against his force, Darren wanted to please Dave... Dave sang a verse of Careless Whispers as he filled Darren with his love... Martha walked in, Dave looked her straight in the eye and sang "Something's coming, something good", Dave then left out of the window.
Darren thought to himself.... Dave is love, Dave is life.
