My Teacher

•Week 3•

Taehyung

This week has been the worst. Coach Jeon wasn't here and there was a substitute instead. She actually forced me to play sports, resulting in my sprained ankle and fractured wrist. Saying that, I was elated to see Coach Jeon today, and I was going to show it.

"Jungkook!!" I screamed and lunged for him.

I engulfed him in a bear hug, wrapping my arms around his broad shoulders and letting my feet hover a foot off the ground.

"Woah there buddy, hi. Are you okay?"

He brought his arms around my waist and lifted me up, signaling it was okay to wrap my legs around him. I complied and nuzzled my head into his neck.

"Are u sure you're okay?"

I nodded against his neck before bringing myself to look at his face.

"I sprained my ankle and fractured my wrist though,"

"What?!" He said.

He immediately placed me on the ground and brought my wrist, with the small cast on, to his face to examine it. He looked at my confused brown orbs and placed a feather like kiss on the cast.

"You are definitely not participating today."

•••

Jungkook

I can't help but say I like the kid. I honestly thought it was just a teacher-student relationship where I protected him at first, but once he emitted that cute moan, I couldn't stop myself from being lust filled.

He is really cute though. Like really cute. But like most wonderful people there is a bad side. He is bullied and has social anxiety. That's why I feel bad. But when I gave him a hand job, it sort of changed my perspective in him.

I started my job three weeks ago and I already hate it. Back in high school I was the jock. I didn't know what I was going to do with my life so I just went to college to be a physical education teacher. I never thought I'd meet a super cute senior college student while at it.

I'm surrounded my old, unfit fags that don't know how to shut their trap all day so my only happiness is the joyful ball of fluff at the end of the day. Recently I came out to my parents and they hated my choice. They banned me from the house and that I could never see my little sister. She was the only thing I even finished school for. I bet she is devastated. Who knows what my parents told her.

I know I'm pretty much grown, but that doesn't mean I can't visit or want their acceptance. I've been finding myself more and more at bars late at night trying to refresh my thoughts. Like tonight.

I walked through the sweaty bodies and planted my butt right at a barstool. I ordered seven shots and turned the chair around to watch the stage. It was a different bar than usual, this one actually being gay. There was a really trashy dancer on stage right now which was not very pleasing, but soon a name was called that had my attention directed exactly to the center.

"Crystal Tae!!!"

I gasped as I saw the sexy man walk on stage. He had on leather shorts with black knee high socks attached with garments. He had on a white tee shirt with black suspenders and fluffy brown hair sticking up in random places. He wasn't facing me but his body, hair, and name seem creepily familiar.

He started to dance to the song Chocolate Cream by Laysha. He did every hip roll perfect and every thigh slap extra. He touched himself in inappropriate places to add the sexual effect. Once he was finished he flashed me a quick side look, but it clashed with the lights, making his eyes look silver. I still could tell who he was but I needed to know.

"This will be the last performance of Crystal Tae. So watch carefully. He will pick one person out of the crowd to have some fun with,"

I sat up straight in my seat. The super attractive boy walked onstage once again, wearing the same outfit but with a black hat that covered his face. He danced facing my side now. The music cued and I immediately gulped.

The coming of age ceremony

Fuck, I'm done for. I chugged down three more if my shots and faced the hot guy once again. He was perfect in every way. Every body roll, every hip thrust, every smirk. God, he was amazing. He finished strong but started to walk down the stage. He glanced at a couple of old men but grimaced. Once he looked at me, everything seemed to stop.

"Looks like Crystal has an eye on someone,"

He walked slowly to me and put a delicate finger under my chin, which I swear I've felt before. I still couldn't see his face, but I know my cock twitched.

"And we have a winner!"

He got close to my ear and licked it seductively causing me to shiver.

"C'mon... Jungkook,"

"Y-you know my name?"

He smirked and grabbed my wrist, dragging me to the back. He opened a red door and we walked in.

"Kookie~ You really don't recognize me?"

He pouted and removed the hat. My eyes widened and I felt my heart dropped to my feet.

"T-T-T-Taemin?!"

"It's been awhile hasn't it?"

"W-w-what.. I thought you were someone else.."

I felt myself thinking of the fluffball in my class, Taehyung.

Wait.. Why?

"You like someone Kookie?"

I shook my head as a no.

"Good, you should never like anyone else. You are a good for nothing piece of shit,"

I shook my head and reached for the doorknob. His hand grabbed my wrist and he leaned in to my ear.

"That I'm going to fuck the living shit out of,"