(warning! ⚠ This is real dirty and kinda kinky for those who have a teacher kink, I personally don't but I was asked to write this so yeah. If you don't have a teacher/daddy kink please skip! Also this chapter is long as fuck lol )
The bell rang informing students that it was time to head to class, Keith sighed as he shoved a piece of gum into his mouth and threw on his backpack. He scoffed as his time table informed him he had English with Mr mclain, he hated English, the teacher was annoying because of his clearly inflated ego and he was only in school to get an art major so English was pointless. He shoved his time table into the back pocket of his jeans before storming off to class.
He joined into the crowd of people entering mr mclain's class as the second bell rang signaling lessons had started, he drug himself up to a seat that was roughly in the center of class before throwing himself down onto the seat, swiftly he pulled out a pen, his jotter and a stray piece of paper that was probably some 'important' note from the school office. He slid his jotter to the side and started doodling little aliens on the paper as Mr mclain told the class to settle down, the room went silent except from a few groups of friends whispering and Mr mclain, who was babbling on about Shakespeare. Keith looked at his masterpiece of a doodle not noticing Mr mclain was asking for somebody to answer his question, "Keith". He looked up and away from his doodles with a confused expression "why did macbeth's wife commit suicide?" Mr mclain said as he ran his hand through his hair, Keith sighed. "Uh.. Macbeth's wife killed herself because she couldn't get over the guilt of murdering King Duncan.." he said with ease "in the book it quoted 'she couldn't wash her hands clean of thy blood'" (I dunno the exact words but it's something like that) Mr mclain looked up in shock thinking he'd be a murmuring mess. "g-good job, Keith" he said as he wrote the answer on the board "but.. Please stay behind after class, I saw you doodling.." he sighed before looking up at him and smirking. Keith groaned as he threw his head into his hands, he didn't want to spend more time than he has to in this class.
The bell rang again, it was the end of class and the school day, quickly Keith threw on his bag and sprinted down, with the crowd, to the door. He hoped that maybe he could get out without Mr mclain noticing him, he was inches away from the door as he felt a hand on his shoulder, "I Told you to stay behind Keith.." he mumbled as he gently pushed keith in the direction of his desk, he casually closed the door leaving nothing but him and Mr mclain in the room. Slowly he made his way over to the desk, "so keith" he sighed as he sat down, signaling for keith to pull up a chair, "you don't really ever pay attention in class, whys that?" Keith scoffed thinking it was obvious "your class is fucking boring, sir.." he spat out at him. Mr mclain sighed "language young man... someone ought to teach you some manners" keith scoffed in amusement "Well it won't be you". Mr mclain looked up and smiled "will it not?" he said in a fake sad voice as he pouted his lip, Keith couldn't lie to himself, he was pretty cute. Keith leaned back and sighed as he thought about how he could get out of this shit.
Suddenly an idea popped into Keith's head, not a polite one but one that he'd be overly happy to do. "well.." keith started as he leaned forward onto the table, making Mr mclain lean back in surprise "you could teach me some manners if you want to..?" keith rubbed the back of his neck nervously as the teacher cocked up one eyebrow. "W-what do you mean?" Mr mclain started, a visible blush crawling across his face, Keith spotted that he was clearly flustered. He felt brave and cunning all of a sudden. "you know.." keith murmured "you could bend me over this table and... teach me some manners.." he delicately stated as he pulled himself up onto the teachers desk (I just died help.) Mr mclain put a hand over his mouth as he tried to conceal how flustered he was, "ah k-keith" he coughed out "you know I can't do that.." keith smirked "but you can, just make. Sure nobody finds out.." keith whispered as he pulled Mr mclain forward by his tie "please Mr mclain, teach me some manners" suddenly mr mclain leaned into keith, giving into lust. "call me lance" he whispered before pulling their lips together, Keith's eyes widened in surprise as he realised his plan had worked. Lance pulled away from the kiss leaving keith panting for air in shock, "Mr m- I mean lance" keith mumbled out in a rut "can I uh, you know.." keith signaled down to lances crotch. A crimson blush crawled across lances face "s-sure".
Keith pushed himself off of lances desk before crouching in front of lances lap, he quickly reached over and fiddled with lances belt until it became undone. Swiftly, he pulled down lances zip and tugged down his pants just enough for his member to pop out. Keith gulped In surprise as he took in the size of lances 'package', Keith looked up at lance "is this okay..?" he asked, making sure lance wanted this as much as he did, lance turned crimson as he looked at keith sitting there, he nodded in reply to Keith's question. Keith licked his lips as he prepared himself, he reached out and wrapped his hands around lances member before popping the tip in his mouth, slowly he swirled his tounge around lances tip making lance let out a breathy sigh of pleasure. Eventually, Keith got brave and pushed his head down onto lances member, lance threw his head back and put a hand over his mouth to keep himself quite as pleasure surged through him. Keith bobbed up and down for as long as he could until he had to pull his head away for air, he pulled his head away from lance with a huge gasp. Lance looked down and saw Keith sitting there crimson, covered in saliva and panting for air, a blush spread across lances face as he stared at the messy boy before him. Suddenly Keith looked up "l-lance" he murmured as he squirmed around and rubbed his knees together struggling to contain himself "I need you" he managed to choke out, lance blushed harder and nodded before standing up and signaling to his desk.
(this paragraph has extreme spanking and daddy kink! Skip if you don't like that!) keith pushed himself up off his knees before bending himself over lances desk, lance swiftly pulled down Keith's messily buckled school trousers. Lance positioned himself behind keith before whispering "this might hurt.. But that's the point of a 'punishment'" he scoffed in amusement to himself before slamming into keith. Keith threw his head back and gasped in pain and absolute bliss as lance slammed into him, "o-OMG lance!" keith managed to choke out threw moans and gasps. Suddenly lance slowed his thrust and leaned down into Keith's ear, "tell me the class rules" he whispered before resuming slamming into him with full force. "n-no smoking or, fuck!" keith coughed out through tears as lance continued to slam into him. Suddenly lance spanked keith full force causing him to gasp in painful pleasure "no swearing either" lance growled reminding keith of his slip up "no, unh, no gum in class!" he squealed "an-and always respect your teachers!" he cried. Suddenly lance slowed again "good job" he murmured as he took in Keith's body, admiring him "ill go easy on you now" he whispered making keith sigh in relief. Slowly lance thrusted in and out of keith causing him to let out short moans and gasps, after a while lance suddenly speed up again, he thrusted in and out of keith before slamming deep into him and exploding, filling him with cum. Keith moaned as he felt lance finish in him "oh - oh my god" he murmerd gently "daddy..." lancs cocked up and eyebrow as he realised what Keith said. "do you have a 'daddy kink'?" he scoffed as he pulled out of keith, a blush grew across Keith's face as he realised what he said "NO- no i don't that just kind of slipped out!" he said in a flustered manner as he pulled up his underwear. Lance chuckled and dismissed keith "I hope you learned your manners" he said through a smirk, Keith blushed "yes, sir"
(I'm so sorry lol)
