not right //Joshler smut

T h r e e

My legs shake as I awit the bell to signal the end of the day. Im really nervous about being alone with Mr. Dun, what are we even going to do? My mind begins to wonder about all the sexual things that may happen, but I shake it off. What if we are just going to work on the project? I really don't want to get my hopes up.

Finally, the ringing of the bell floods the room as I get up quickly. I throw my red bag over my shoulder and make my way out. Thankfully, my last class is also in the art wing, so its a short walk. If it was far away, I would have enough time to convice myself not to go. 

I approch Mr. Dun's room and knock on the open door to make myself known. 

"Hey Tyler", he smiles, his eyes crickle.

I look down at the cement floor and mumble toward my feet, "Good afternoon sir".

He gets up and shuts the door before walking over to a desk.

Mr. Dun sits down on one of the wooden stools, "here, come sit", he pulls out the chair next to him, "we can start talking about ideas for your project".

I find my way to the table and sit down silently. I open my backpack to get out a piece of paper. I like to be organized.

"Thank you for letting me come here today. Even without Brendon. Oh and thanks for letting us do our project on you. We chose beauty because I couldn't think of any other way to descri--", I stop myself before blushing a light shade of pink.

He cocks his head to the side, "well thank you", then giggles.

I set my phone on the table as we begin discussing ideas for the number of pictures we have to take. 

I start writting the ideas of flowers and animals onto the paper.

My phone buzzes and I look down at it.

Brendon: Hows it going? Has Mr. Dun fucked you yet?

I look up to see my teacher staring at the text on my phone.

"Oh ahh- Brendon is just ahhhh- kidding sir", I stumble out as a blush the shade of a rose.

He pulls awkwardly at the hair at the nape of his neck, "Yeah ummm..", he squirms awkwardly on the chair, "so I like the flower idea", he brushes over it.

I nod in agreement. I sit there scribbling onto to paper as I ask him some questions, "Do you play any instruments?".

"Yeah. I play the drums. Do you?", he asks.

I continue writting, "this project is about you, not me sir", I giggle a little bit.

"so, I like to get to know my students", he smiles at me as I look up from my writting.

"yes, I play the ukulele, piano, and bass", I answer.

He smiles at me again as I continue with what I'm doing, "thats really cool Ty", the nickname make me feel warm and I grin to myself.

I put my hand down and I look up to my teacher, "Mr. Dun, whats your first name?".

"Josh", he says still looking at me.

I cock my head to the side trying to see if it fits, "You look like a Josh".

"You have pretty hair Josh", I brush my hand through sky blue hair.

"ahh Ty what are you doing?", he furrows his eyebrows.

I realize that I shouldn't be doing this and I remove my hand, "I ahh- Im sor--sorry", I pich up my pen and begin writting again.

"Tyler?", he asks as I continue to look down, too embaressed to look anywhere else.

He leans onto the table, "Ty?", he says again.

"hmm", I hum in response.

"Look at me", the older man demands.

I do as im told, "okay".

"Its okay if you have a crush on me. Just know that this isn't going to happen. I love my job too much to act on anything. Youre a very attractive young man and Im sure youll find someone more appropriate for you. Me and you just are not right", he gives a sympathy smile.

I think to myself for a moment before bitting my lip seductivly, "But sir, it's so hard to not crush on you when youre so hot".

"Tyler no", he says sternly.

I reach my hand over and grab his thigh, squeezing lightly, "But sir", I whine as I begin to palm him through his pants. 

He licks his lips, "Ty, please dont", he pleads as I get on my knees in front of him and undo his belt.

"Don't you want this Mr. Dun", I unzip the zipper to his jeans.

"Fuck yes", he mumbles, "I mean yeah a lot. Youre so beautiful Tyler, but youre one of my students", he bits his lip as I mouth his boner through the cotton of his white Calvin Klein.

I frown, "but thats apart of the appeal".

He groans as I pull down his underwear, "don't you want one of your students to call you daddy while they have your cock in their mouth", I say before gasping at his size.

I start stroaking his length and begin working him with the tip of my tongue, teasing him.

Josh starts moaning, "such a slut Tyler", he push my head down so I am deep throating all of him. 

I gag, but keep a pattern, going as far down as I can.

"Good boy", he praises.

I pull off with a pop, "only for daddy".

He groans again as I stand up.

"Clothes off now", the sky blue haired man demands.

I take off my shirt, then I slide my jeans off slowly, exposing my black lacy panties.

He gasps loudly when he sees them, "fuck princess".

I giggle as I take them off and throw my clothes aside, then watch him undress.

"Get on the table", he says.

I do as I'm told, laying down, ass up on the table.

Mr. Dun stand in front of my ass and slaps it once, sure to leave a hand print. I moan at the contact.

"fucking whore", he giggles.

I bite my lip, "fuck me Mr. Dun"