The Teacher's Pet | BoyxBoy

Lecture 01

               Full of life, the Longman home buzzed noisily. The sizzling of eggs being fried in a pan. Loud shouts from the twins. The kitchen television was set to its highest. The anchorman competed with the rest of the room for vocal appreciation. Sitting silently amongst the chaos, a disinterested burnette flicked a not too long, but not too short wisp of hair back atop his head. Though the room smelled amazing his desire to eat was lost to anxiety.

               Today is the first day of school. Being a senior the workload would increase, as his teachers would push for him to do his best. Steven glanced at the wallclock which had the shape of a laughing black cat. Time to go.

     "I'm leaving. Don't want to be late!" said Steven. Red from the heat of the stove, his mother gave him a flustered smile before replying,

     "Don't forget to grab something on the way!" He nodded giving a tight lipped smile.

               The small, two story home was behind Steven and sure enough he ran into his best friend. Large ginger curls bounced freely in the morning wind. Her award winning smile complimented her crazy hair.

   "Astrid!"

   "Steven! What're you doing walking? I thought your dad usually drops you?" said Astrid. Steven shrugged in response. She relayed everything that happened over the weekend to him. Boston, a mutual friend of them both hosted a house party to which only Astrid could be there. The two friends continued down the well known path to 'The King's High School'.

               The old seating arrangement from last term was scrapped giving students the freedom to pick a new seat. Having gotten several warnings from his father about failing. Steven did the most natural thing to him. The seat directly in front of the teacher's desk was claimed as his. The noise level of the room increased, as more students filed inside the classroom. A rumor that had been spread entered the ears of all those present.

     "I heard, that he's tall!"

     "Really, I heard he's on the short side."

     "Does it matter if he's handsome!"

    "I guess not... Hey it all be put to rest. We have him for the first period!"

The squeals of the female students had the classroom in a uproar.

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               The first and second bell echoed in the room. One by one the students entered their seats awaiting the new teacher. Pale fingers were passed repeatedly through the rouge strands of hair that lay on his face. Feeling frustrated he placed his head within his hands. The door opened bringing with it deathly silence. Soft knocks against the floors could be heard in the room. Ready to give a good first impression Steven's best smile was plastered on.

               Deep blue eyes opened following an upward direction. Dark wash jeans of slim fit was the first thing to be seen, a soft grey button up shirt soon followed. A sharp breath of air was sucked in Steven's lips. A light beard, heavy dark eyebrows and high cheekbones greeted his eyes. Flush pink lips opened themselves revealing a deep velvety voice.

     "Good morning class. I am Mr. Charles. I will be your new Physics teacher." The usually playful class was eerily quiet. "Let's start with names shall we!"

               Starting from the back come forward each student said his or her name. With a few jokes placed in between, the class slowly warmed up to the man. Oblivious to everything else. Steven stared openly at the new teacher. Damn. He's so hot! Warm brown eyes landed on him. He quickly looked away.

     "You don't have to be shy... Just your first name will do." said Mr. Charles. Turning red from embarrassment he answered, "I am not! To besides, what is your first name?" Steven blurted out.

     "Chris."

               The need to keep a professional stance was imperative, however things were becoming difficult. The second Chris laid eyes on Steven, was the moment he thought, 'Fu*k it.' The young man was of a slender frame with the most captivating blue eyes Steven had ever seen. The urge to bite his lip was intense, but he reminded himself that the bills needed to be paid. Captured by the heart Chris had answered, despite the boy's rude tone of voice. Something he would never have stood for given a change in circumstances.

                Noticing the entire class was staring at him. Steven bowed his head continuing softly, "My name is Steven Walker." Acting as though what was said was of unimportance. Chris moved onto the next student. Class was finished with no interruptions from either side. Only stolen glances innocent to the outside eye could be seen between the two. With fifteen minutes to spare between classes Steven took his time to pack away his things. Standing up from his seat he noticed the empty room. Did Astrid leave me here!

               Swinging his bag over his shoulder, he avoided eye contact with the very attractive Physics teacher.

               Breaching his own moral code Chris called out to Steven, as his fingers touched the door handle. "Yes, Chris?" said Steven. He walked up to the head desk. Without meaning to lazy eyes trailed Chris' person. The inside of Steven's lips was bitten raw at this point and his innermost thoughts couldn't be hidden. The words Chris wanted to say were lost to the shock he felt towards Steven's actions.

               Setting his bag down, Steven glanced at the wall clock. Five minutes were left until the next period. "I'll need a hall pass if you don't speak up." The words casually spoken sat in the air.

     "Head to your class. It's ok."

     "Are you sure?" With one palm laid flat on the desk, he titled his head. "Hmn?"

     "Yes, I'm ..." Distracted eyes followed a thin finger that teased the perky buds beneath the soft cloth. A soft whimper was heard from Steven's lips, as he continued to bring himself to the point of arousal. Turned on by the idea of having Steven for himself. Chris reclined in the chair. Quick steps were taken to Chris' side.

     "I didn't quite catch that," said Steven.

               Mesmerized by the beauty before him. He mumbled incoherent words. Pleasant laughter escaped cherry red lips. Taking a chance. He leaned into the seated man sucking on his bottom lip. A surprisingly skilled tongue entered Chris's mouth. Teasing strokes lit a flame that could not be outed. Several heated kisses were shared between the two. Steven caressed Chris' cheek pulling away.

     "Let's stay in touch." He's too sexy to let him slip away.

     "Let's avoid trouble. Go to class!" said Chris. The firmness of his voice left no room for negotiation.

     "Hall pass?"

               A rectangular, blue slip of paper was passed to Steven. Maybe this term won't be as stressful as I imagined. Steven thought.

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Author's Note:

This novella is a short, fast paced piece. I would really appreciate constructive criticizms, so please help a guy out. Votes are appreciated as well.

Hope you enjoy these few pages I post here.

- Ynes Barrow.