In Daddy's Office

This Sucks

Boi, it's my birthday today. I don't even want to mention how young I am. If you're curious, check out my bio or whatever. I shouldn't be writing this crap.

Karma was sat down in a chair in front of Gakushū as he wrapped his arm in gauze and bandages.

"How the fuck did you manage to do this?" Gakushū inquired wiping some excess blood off the injury. Karma looked away, embarrassed as he held an ice pack to his bruised forehead.

"...I fell," said Karma, not wanting to go into detail. Gakushū kept on working on dressing the wound, not seeming to care. Gakushū sighed. He finished wrapping the gauze tightly around Karma's arm. He tied the gauze into a knot at the end. Gakushū grabbed more bandages and began wrapping them around Karma's knee.

As he was bent over, Karma became self conscious. His-his face is close to my~, Karma's train of thought spiralled out of control as he looked down towards Gakushū's head of hair.

Gakushū noticed Karma was fidgeting a bit. His legs were jolting a little bit every time he moved. He looked up at Karma and was about to tell him to stay still until:

"Hey, you're pitchin' a tent," said Gakushū, staring a little bit at Karma's erection.

"E-eh?!" Karma looked down and saw that what Gakushū had said was true. The euphemism, which was supposed to be a less extreme way of saying things, still made Karma's face burn scarlet red. He attempted to cover the lump I his uniform pants without much success. Gakushū pried Karma's hands off of his "area" and fiddled with the zipper a bit.

"You want me to take care of you like last time?" A smirk found its way onto Gakushū's face as he looked at Karma's bright red face. Of course Karma wanted Gakushū to do so. Karma was just an embarrassed little pubescent teen. He made eye contact and nodded vigorously. Gakushū's smile widened even more.

"I'll help myself then!" Said Gakushū in turn. He unzipped Karma's zipper quickly and reaches into the boy's underwear. He closed his hand around the hot shaft and began to stroke it.

Karma let out a few soft moans, trying not to alert the other students of what was going on in that room. He quickly thought about what time it was and whether or not his classmates were done with P.E.. He tried to listen for the sounds of a class going on but to no avail. His mind was too full of what was going in before him. Speaking of full, Gakushū's mouth was full. Full if Karma's dick that is. As Karma had been worrying about his classmates overheating, he had slipped Karma's length into his mouth, rolling his tongue over it before beginning to bob his head up and down.

Karma bucked his hips in response to Gakushū's actions. That resulted in his tip going down into Gakushū's throat, deep-throating him. Gakushū had nearly no reaction at all. He continued sucking him off as Karma's dick slid in and out of Gakushū's esophagus. Apparently Gakushū had no gag reflexes.

"Mhn, ah! G-Gakushū! Too, hngh, much! Hold on!" Karma desperately tried to make Gakushū slow down. At this rate Karma was going to ejaculate into Gakushū's mouth. He fought to keep his ejaculation at bay. Just as he was about to push Gakushū away, he heard the sound of someone yelling, and they sounded angry.

"Gakushū! How long does it take to treat one stupid student! Don't waste so much time! I want to get back to school, NOW." The door to the room slid open with a bang. The figure of Gakushū's ex-girlfriend appeared in the doorway. "What the hell are you two doing?!"