not right //Joshler smut

F O U R

The sky blue haired man crashes our lips together as passion flows trought my veins. Im kissing my professor, and im loving every moment of it.

I start nibblining on his lip as there is a knock on the door. I quickly dress and so does Josh, tucking his boner into his dress pants. His lips are pink and swollen from our make out as he brushes a hand threw his hair, making it the familiar mess ontop of his head.

He leans on the table in front of me and whispers, "Don't tell anyone about that", he winks before walking slowly to the door.

Josh collects himself, breathing in and out once, then twists the knob, opening the door for who was knocking.

"Mr. Dun, why aren't you in the video chat meeting", says a blonde woman with a lanyard around her neck, signifying she was a teacher.

He runs a hand through his hair, "shit, I forgot, I'll get on now. Is principal Marina mad?".

"Not if you get on right now", the woman says.

Josh nods as the other teacher leaves. He grabs his computer and sets it up on the desk next to me.

He enters in his passwords before saying to me, "this will only take a few minutes. Please stay.. just act like you aren't here before I could get in trouble for letting a student listen to a meeting".

I nod as I see him open skype.

He immediately joins the call and I sit there in boredom for a few minutes.

I begin playing silently with the paper we wrote our ideas on as the principal talks to the other teachers about what's going on in their class rooms. The sheet accidentally falls on the ground so I get up quietly to get it.

As I'm on my knees under the table, I get an idea. I crawl over to Josh and begin rubbing his legs. He jumps at the contact, but quickly realizes what I'm doing. His hand that's under the table attempts to push me off, but instead, I take his hand and start sucking on his middle finger.

I then reach a hand up to palm him through his pants, a second time for today. He pulls his hand away from me and begins to undo his belt and zipper as slowly and silently as possible.

Once they're both undone, I pull down his underwear, exposing his hard dick. I begin working him with my hand, then I put my mouth on him. His hand under the table pulls at my hair.

"So Josh, what are you doing this first week?", she asks in a serious tone.

Mr. Dun clears his throat before answering, "we are-- ahh my class is working on-- ohh um project with parents", he stammers out.

"Are you okay", the woman's voice goes from serious to concerned.

"Mmmh-- yeah, I'm--ahhh fine, just have a sore throat", he lies.

I continue sucking harshly before running my tongue over Josh's tip, causing his grip on my hair to tighten.

Marina moves on and talks to the other teachers as mr. Dun tried to act like one of his students is sucking his dick.

"Well I guess that's it", she closes, "feel better Josh", sincerity in her voice.

He sits up a little, "th--thank you", he almost moans.

Once he hangs up from the group and makes sure his computer is off, he stands up, bucking his belt. I get off the ground and sit on top of the desk.

"Tyler I hope you know, what you just did was very naughty. I could have gotten fired if they knew what was really going on, especially if they knew it was with you", he grips his hair.

I swing my legs, carelessly, "you didn't seem to mind".

"Come here", he demands as he sits down in his rolling chair.

I do as I'm told and stand in front of him.

He throws me over his lap before whispering into my ear, "mr. Joseph, you were a bad boy and now you're going to pay for it. Afterward we'll go to my house and I'm going to fuck you so hard that you can't walk, but right now, I'm going to leave bruises on the beautiful ass of yours", he removes my pants, leaving on my underwear.

"Now you're going to get 5 hits, say thank you after every one of them", he says as I nod in understanding.

Josh raises his hand up and then back down on my ass, sending a skin slapping skin sound to fill the room. I bite my lip before moaning quietly, "thank you sir".

He rubs his hand over the handprint he's already left on me, then slaps my ass again, this time harder.

"Ohh fuck, thank you"

He does it again, "thanks daddy".

He groans as he lets his hand fall heavily onto my ass for a third time, "harder please, thank you mr. Dun", I whine.

The last one, he goes the hardest, leaving me with tears in my eyes, "shit, thank you".

He sits me up on his lap, I adjust so that my butt doesn't hurt. "Now go get dressed, we're going to my house where I can make your ass hurt more".