Will Schuester marked a red "X" on the paper in front of him and sighed. His free periods were typically a time for him to relax from the stress of the day, but lately any time he had to himself solely served to remind him just how frustrated he was. Will hadn't fucked in seven months, and this dry spell was starting to mess with his thoughts.
Will continued to grade the paper on his desk, ignoring the perpetual semi in his pants, until his door opened.
"Hey Mr. Schue," said the voice from the door.
"Hello, Blaine," Will greeted, "What happened to you?"
Blaine's entire front was covered with what appeared to be a purple slushy.
"Oh, you know. Is there any way I could use your office to change into another shirt?"
"Yeah. Let me just close the blinds."
Will stood and went to remedy the windows. When he turned, Blaine was standing with his back to Will. Blaine had his shirt up half over his head, his bare back exposed. Will's mouth salivated. When Blaine had his shirt off of his body, he turned.
"Hey Mr. Schue -"
"Yeah?"
"Mr. Schue, were you staring at me?"
Will couldn't take his eyes off Blaine's young shirtless body. His smooth muscles were glistening from the slushy.
"Mr. Schue, are you hard?"
Will panicked and looked down. His cock was at full mast beneath his jeans, and it was readily visible. He stuttered a response.
"I-I-I'm sorry Blaine," Will said as he walked behind his desk to sit in his chair. "I haven't exactly had any release lately. I'm sure you understand."
Blaine smiled devilishly, his eyes glinting.
"Yeah. I completely understand the thirst."
Will was taken aback by Blaine's attitude.
"But you can't go along with that in your pants all day."
"Well, I've been coping for a while, so I'm sure it will be fine."
"No way!"
Blaine stepped around the desk to see Will having turned in his direction, erection standing tall and proud.
"Let me take care of that for you."
Blaine knelt down in front of his teacher and undid his pants. With help Blaine slipped them down along with his boxer briefs, and immediately he took his balls in his mouth.
"Ahh!"
Will's brain was on overload. The sensations coming from Blaine's mouth were unlike anything he had experienced before, even during his experimental phase in college.
Will might have come right then if he hadn't heard a knock on his door.
"Fuck," Will whispered to himself.
Blaine's mouth came off with a pop.
"I'm not stopping until this is finished."
Blaine commenced giving Will head for a second time.
"Ahh," Wil whispered, "Then at least let me swivel around to face my desk."
Blaine just positioned himself so his presence wouldn't be noticed when Puck burst through Will's office door.
"Hey, Mr. Schue."
Will couldn't believe what was happening. Blaine's tongue was doing magical things.
"Hey, Puck. What do you want?"
"Well, I needed to tell you I have a doctor's appointment after school, so I can't be at glee."
"Oooookay."
Will thought his eyes might pop out of his skull. He had to come.
"Also..."
"Yes?"
"You should probably lock your door if you plan on getting head during the school day."
Puck exited the office and shut the door firmly. Just then, Will felt his orgasm crashing through him. Small cries escaped his throat as he experienced what was the most intense orgasm of his life until that point.
"Oh, shit," Will said to himself. What had he done?
