Love Struck

Chapter 2

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            Damion helped me out a lot.  He organized my papers, helped me re-arrange my classroom, and he wiped them all down.  Once first hour was over, he went on his way to his second hour.  Second, third, and fourth hour went by super slow.  I wanted to choke out many of my arrogant, asinine students; I kept my cool though.  All the students ever want to do is mock me, ignore me, talk over me, or something else dumb like that.  I was really pissed off by the time fifth hour rolled around, until Damion showed up.  I pulled him out into the hallway for a quick chat.  I told him about my students and how they were behaving.  He nodded his head and told me to just ignore them or send them out.  I agreed with him and  we went back inside.  

            Once we entered the room, I introduced Damion to the class and every body seemed happy.  My fifth hour was my best class; they all liked me.  I did my usual routine, bell work, lesson with notes, and then work allow the class to have free time to either do homework from my class, someone else's class, or I allow them to play a game to help them study for the weekly tests on Friday's.  Damion decided to help me in my room again, and he just graded tests that were way over due.  This class went by really fast, and then the bell rang for school to be over.  I started to pack my stuff and get ready to leave; then Damion asked me a question.

             "Hey Mr. Martin, is it cool if I can have some lessons from you?  I'm not the best at French and I would like some extra help."
             "Sure, just give me a date that you are available and then you can come over to my place and then we can study.  How does that sound?"

             "I would enjoy that, how about tomorrow?"

            "Sure can do, but I have to leave, so lets go."

             "Where are you going," Damion asked me as we walked out of my classroom.

            "I am going to go to the gym, what are you up to tonight?"

            "Actually, I was going to go to the gym as well, mind if I tag along?"

            "Sure, why not.  We will have to stop at my place so I can grab my gym stuff, do you want to borrow some stuff?"

             "Yes I would, I forgot my stuff at home."

             "Okay, well let's get going then."

            The two of us made it to my car and we made our way to my apartment.  Once we arrived, both of us made our way up the fourth floor to my apartment.  Damion and I went into my room to find some clothes.  I could not figure out what shorts to wear; I had about twenty pairs.  I decided to go with my short compression shorts.  I threw them into my bag and grabbed a tank top.  Damion grabbed my other pair of compression shorts and a tank top as well.  Surprisingly, we both were about the same size.  We both went into the kitchen and I filled up two of my workout water bottles.  As soon as everything was said and done, Damion and I headed on out.  It was about a twenty minute drive from my place to the gym.  We managed to push trough traffic, we made it to George's Gym.  I liked this gym because it still had locker rooms and showers.  I just loved to sneak a peak of hot guy dick every once and a while.  

            We got out of my car and headed on inside.  I scanned my membership card and payed the twenty dollar guest free for Damion.  We headed into the steamy locker room and started to get into our workout "gear".  I took off my pants and boxers, I forgot that I was still in my suit, and put my shorts on.  I got my top off and put my tank top on.  By the time I was done, Damion was already changed and waiting on me to finish.  I grabbed my water bottle and we headed out into the gym.  

             "Hey Mr. Martin, wanna lift some weights? We can spot each other"

            "Sure can bud, oh and call me Jonah"

             "D'accord!" 

             I could not believe that he used French, but I didn't care.  We made our way to the weights area and I laid down on the bench thingy and had Damion put on some weights.  Once we started I sort of dazed of and was focused on other things.  I was perfect eye level with Damion's crotch.  Sadly, nothing shown through, but it made me a bit horny.  I do not know what I am thinking, he is my student.  My mind traveled off and I noticed how built Damion was.  He wasn't too muscular, but not to little.  We worked out for two hours before we decided that it was time to hit the showers.  

             There were about three other guys in the showers along with me and Damion.  Damion reached the good old age of eighteen a month ago.  Anyway, as I was washing up, I looked over at Damion and he had a nice package down there.  Luckily, I just finished washing because I started to get a hard on and I had to leave.  I put on the extra set of clothes I brought so that I wouldn't have to put on the hot suit after my workout.  Damion came out of the shower and got himself dressed.  Once he was ready to leave, we got into my car and I drove the two of us to a nice restaurant and eat dinner.  We ate at Chiller's Bar and Grill; Damion got a by pass because I was good friends with the owner.  After we ate I took Damion home and then I took myself home.  I made my way up to the fourth floor to my apartment and went straight into my room.  

             I tossed my bag onto the floor, took off my clothes, and laid in my bed.  I laid there for awhile, and then I started to think about Damion; which gave me a massive hard on.  Of course, being  the horny young adult that I am, started to feel myself.  Then I remembered that Damion borrowed a pair of my compression shorts to workout in, so I took them out and started smelling them.  I have weird fetishes.  That got me into full hard on and that is when I started to stroke it.  Once my "me time" was over, I started to think about what could happen if Damion and I did get deeper into this relationship.  If it went too far too fast, I could get into huge trouble.