In The Closet To Be Out The Closet?

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It felt so good, but so gross. It felt so right ,but so wrong. Jack didn't want it to end. He was kissing a hot ass teacher. He ran his hands through his sexy red hair. Oh god. Was this really happening? "Wait! B- but your a teacher. I'm- I'm a student. W-why me?" Jack stuttered. "M-Mr. Fishbach?" Mr. Fishbach sighed. "I went into the bathroom to see if you were alright and I heard you moaning my name. I- it turned me on." He said rubbing his neck.

"That's why I was blushing when you came back. No to mention your sexy unkempt green hair. I could barely focus on the lesson because I kept thinking dirty thoughts." Jack said mind was running wild. 'Holy shit he said I was sexy? I didn't even do my hair today!?'  "I- I- I have a girlfriend! And I really really..." Jack gulped and trailed off. Mr. Fishbach trailed down Jacks  lips to his neck. He unzipped Jacks pants and palmed him under his boxers. 

Jack loved this new sensation. It felt like everything was how it should be. When he fucked other girls it didn't feel right or natural but he shrugged it off. God how he wanted him to do more. Mr. Fishbach squeezed and sucked on his collar bone. "Mmm." Jack moaned slightly. Mr. Fishbach slid his hand under Jacks boxers and gripped his getting hard dick. Jack made a sharp gasp as to which Mr. Fishbach looked at him. "You alright... kitten?" Jack looked away blushing. 

No way this could be happening. Jack felt Mr. Fishbach's warm breath near his tip. He couldn't take it anymore. He didn't know what came over him! He thrusted his hips forward and choked Mr. Fishbach with his size. Mr. Fishbach started sucking with his tongue wrapped around Jacks shaft. "Oh fuck me!" The litle Irish bastard moaned. Suddenly they heard to door to the class room open. "Mr. Fishbach? Mr. Fishbach! We need to talk about your first day!" The yelling subsided and was replaced by the clicking of heels on the wood. 

It grew ever so closer to the closet.  Mr. Fishbach held Jacks mouth shut. "Don't say a word." Mr. Fishbach whispered. Jack zipped up his pants and hid behind a cabnit. Mr. Fishbach pretended to be looking for something and the doors opened. "Oh Mr. Fishbach!" "Principal Hatch! How nice to see you! I didn't hear you come in. I was just looking for some supplies." "Please. No one is here. Call me Jazmin. I wanted to drop off your first day report but that was just an excuse to see you."

"Oh? Why?" He looked at Jack than quickly at Jazmin. "Well. I don't hunk your hit and hella sexy and I would like to see if you wanted to go to dinner or a movie.." She beamed, playing with her blonde hair and twirling it. "O-Oh! Umm... Well I'll have to check my calendar for when I'm free... I'll get back to you on that." Mr. Fishbach stuttered. Jack could feel his face heating up from jealously. 'Really! You fucking started making me feel shit I haven't felt and now you're making dates! What. The. Fuck' "Oh well. Ok. My number is on the report. Call me when you've decided.

Jack could only hear the clacking of her heels retreating and the classroom door shut. "Now... Where were we?" Mr. Fishbach said a twinkle of lust in his eyes. Jack was too pissed to even care.  He shoved passed Mr. Fishbach and left. "Jack!" He shouted.

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