BEFORE ANYONE FREAKS OUT, BRYCE IS A SENIOR AND IS 18 IN THE STORY.
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-- Bryce's POV --
Mister Wrecker.
My seventh period math teacher. What can I say about him? He was fucking hot. I'm not one to swear either, but damn. While a few of my friends had crushes on other teachers, I couldn't help but have a huge one for Mister Wrecker.
As I sat in class, I felt a paper ball hit me. I slowly opened it up and immediately noticed Evan's sloppy handwriting on the crumpled up paper.
I bet you my entire allowance this week you can't score with the teacher.
I slowly turned to look at my friend from across the room. I simply mouthed 'You're on' to him before the bell rang. Soon, Mister Wrecker came into the room and tossed a file of papers on his desk.
The entire class, except for myself, groaned about the Chapter 4 test we were taking today. As the teacher passed out the tests, I made brief contact with him. His beautiful hazel eyes were ones I could get lost in for days. I swear a saw a small smile form over his lips before he continued to pass or the tests.
I took my time with the test since i didn't want to be the first to finish, again. After a few students turned in their tests, I slowly stood up and handed Mister Wrecker my test. He slowly looked up from whatever papers he was grading to watch me.
"Bryce... I need you to stay after class for a bit, alright?" Mister Wrecker said. I felt my cheeks heat up some as I slowly nodded.
"Y-Yes, Mister Wrecker!" I said as I scrambled to my seat. I sighed as I pulled out my history book and began to work on homework for that class.
When the bell rang, students quickly filed out of the class room leaving myself and the teacher left. I gathered all my stuff up and placed it on top of my desk before slowly walking over to the teacher. He gathered his stuff up and looked at me.
"What was it you wanted to talk about, Mister Wrecker?" I asked nervously. The male chuckled some as he slowly ran his hand through his beautiful and perfectly gelled back hair.
"I, uhm, I don't really know how to say this, Bryce." The teacher said. He slowly stood up from his desk and closed the door. Most likely so we could have a more private conversation.
Before I could ask, I felt Mister Wrecker's lips against mine. I was shocked by this but slowly closed my eyes and melted into the kiss. The male's hands slowly began to explore my body as he ripped my shirt off. I slowly pulled away and looked into his lust filled eyes.
"I can't help myself, Bryce. You're the only student I've had my eyes on since the beginning of the year..." Mister Wrecker said. I nodded some as my hands slowly moved to his belt to undo it.
"I-I've never done this before, Mister Wrecker..." I said as I could feel my cheeks heat up. Curse me for being an inexperienced virgin. Mister Wrecker chuckled and stopped my hands.
"Call me Ryan. Then let me pleasure you." Ryan had whispered in my ear. Shivers were sent down my spine at the tone he was talking to me in. I couldn't help myself as I was placed on the desk. Ryan began to kiss down my neck as he slowly pulled my hoodie on, then pulled my shirt over my head.
Oh. My. God. What was I doing?!
I watched as Ryan undid his tie and unbuttoned his shirt. He threw both of them to the side as my eyes were glued to his six pack. My God was my teacher hot. And I was about to do things with him! Oh my God. I slowly ran my hands over his toned chest and abs as Ryan began to suck on my neck. I let out a groan as he began to undo my pants.
I lifted my hips up for Ryan to pull my place down to the floor. I let out a groan as I reached for Ryan's belt once more and pulled it off. I then dropped to my knees in front of Mister Wrecker and pulled his pants and boxers down. My eyes widened some at the sight of his hardened member. I slowly looked up at Ryan as I hesitated to swirl my tongue around his tip before wrapping my lips around the tip.
Ryan let out a satisfying groan as he wrapped his fingers through my hair. He slowly moved my head while I began to suck him. God, this wasn't like me at all. I was the teacher's pet, the goodie two shoes, the most innocent person you could ever met. I never partied, never drank, done drugs, I never swore. I've never had sex either.
I groaned some as Ryan began to buck his hips against me, causing me to gag on his length. He slowly pulled his member out of my mouth and pulled me off the ground. He gently turned me and bent me over his desk. Very slowly he pulled down my boxers and stood behind me. I closed my eyes tightly as I felt him slowly began to enter me.
"Oh, fuck..." I mumbled as Ryan pushed himself fully in me. He gave me a minute or two to adjust before he slowly began to move his hips.
"You're a good boy, Bryce. I want to change that." Ryan said between grunts. I nodded some as I held the desk tightly as Ryan slowly began to move his hips harder and faster against me.
"Y-yes, Mister Wrecker..." I groaned out and threw my head back. God, this felt amazing. I let out a loud moan when Ryan reached around my body and began to pump my member in his hand.
"I told you call me Ryan." He grunted through his teeth. I groaned out as he pushed himself deep and hard against me. I arched my back some as Ryan began to move his hips harder and faster against me.
"You're going to be my bad boy, you understand?" Ryan had grunted as I felt his toned chest and abs against my bad. He began to pump his hand faster as I felt myself nearing my climax.
"Y-yes Mister Wrecker." I groaned out before I began to bit my lip. Ryan's trusts soon began to get sloppier as I knew he was nearing his own climax.
A few more thrusts and I felt Ryan release himself into me. He groaned out as he thrusted a few more times before he slowly pulled out. I let out a moan as Ryan began to pump me faster and harder until I reached my own climax. I watched as I released on his desk and a few of the papers on it. Ryan and I stood there for a few minutes before I heard him began to get dressed. I slowly began to dress as I turned towards Mister Wrecker.
"R-Ryan... I-I..." I was lost for words. I couldn't figure out how to speak about what happened. Ryan chuckled as he pulled me close against him and kissed my lips. I gently kissed him back as I grabbed Ryan's free hand.
"You're not tell anyone about this, got it? Every Friday you are staying after, got it?" Ryan said as he ran his hands moved my body. It was almost like he was trying to get me in the mood once again.
"I understand, Mister Wrecker." I said as I slowly pulled away from him. He chuckled as he cleaned up the mess on his desk before he turned to look at me as I began to leave the room.
"Thank you, Bryce. I'll see you Monday." Ryan had spoken. I turned to him and gave him a smile before I left the classroom.
Holy fuck. I just had sex with my teacher and we were doing it every Friday after class? Yes please.
God damn, was I lucky....
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