50 Shades of Redgar
*Just wanted you people to know that this is my very first fanfiction that I've ever written, so yea. I literally think that's it bad, but I don't know, you guys might start liking it*
WARNING: This chapter contains a little bit of boy x boy, so if you don't like it, DON'T READ IT!
-None of these people are real-
Chapter 1
It was another boring day at school and Brandon was getting ready to go to Mr. Sebastian's classroom to pick up his essay. He has been noticing Mr. Sebastian a little too much lately. Ever since his teacher has given him eye contact, he has been curious of how he looked like. The bulge in his dress pants were sometimes noticeable.
Only a few more steps and he would be at the door of the classroom. It was closed, which was odd, and the window of the door was covered with paper that had a schedule of the periods and classes he would teach. Brandon knocked on the door and waited patiently. A few seconds passed and the door opened.
"¡Hola, Brandon!" Mr. Sebastian exclaimed. He was wearing black dress pants, a white long sleeved shirt, and a red tie.
"Hola, Sr. Sebastian. Vine a recoger mi ensayo," Brandon said, trying so hard not to make eye contact.
"Ahh, si. Yo lo tengo. Pásate," Mr. Sebastian gestured. Brandon went inside and walked next to Mr. Sebastian' desk. While the Spanish teacher was shuffling through a pile of papers, Brandon noticed that the dress pants that Mr. Sebastian was wearing had a noticeable bulge. He quickly turned away from it and waited for his essay.
"Okay. Aquí está, Brandon," Mr. Sebastian said. "Tienes una mala puntuación en el. ¿Quieres hablar acerca de ello?"
Brandon thought about it for a moment. He just wanted to pick it up. Talking to Mr. Sebastian was too awkward and weird. But then again, knowing about his mistakes could help him on his future essays.
"Si, por favor," he said. Mr. Sebastian nodded and gestured Brandon to sit down in a desk. Brandon just chose the one closest to him. Not a moment after, Mr. Sebastian moved a desk close to Brandon and sat down. Nope. It was already too awkward and him just sitting next to him, looming over him was making the atmosphere very uncomfortable. Brandon felt his face getting hot. He paid little attention to what Mr. Sebastian was saying and just nodded a few times to look like he was actually listening.
"¿Entiendes ahora por qué has obtenido una mala puntuación?" Mr. Sebastian asked, looking at Brandon. Brandon snapped back to life and looked at Mr. Sebastian. Making eye contact was such a bad idea, Brandon thought. He quickly looked away and responded with "Si". Mr. Sebastian noticed something was up.
"Brandon, ¿estás bien?" Mr. Sebastian asked. That question just made matters worse. Again, Brandon responded with "Si", but Mr. Sebastian wasn't buying it.
"Entonces mírame cuando estoy hablando contigo," he said, trying to get a good look at Brandon's face. Brandon slowly turned his head to face him.
"¿Por qué tu cara está roja?" Mr. Sebastian asked. That question just made Brandon's face blush even more, if that was even possible.
"Yo no sé," Brandon replied, looking down. An idea struck Mr. Sebastian' mind and he gave a small smirk.
"Te puedo dar una A en el ensayo, pero con una condición," Mr. Sebastian said, licking his lips. Brandon looked up at him with a confused look.
"¿Cómo?" Brandon asked. Mr. Sebastian got up from the desk and motioned Brandon to get up too. He saw Mr. Sebastian going through his pocket and pulled out his keys. He walked over to the door that led to his desk and stepped outside. He went to the other one and then soon came back in. He tested both doors and Brandon found out that he locked them.
"Nadie puede venir adentro ahora," Mr. Sebastian said. Brandon was confused but also scared. Why would he lock the doors?, he thought, a frightful chill running up his spine.
"Si tú quieres esa A en el ensayo, vas a tener que hacer un poco de algo," Mr. Sebastian explained, giving Brandon a seductive look.
"¿Cómo que?" Brandon asked, still confused and scared. Mr. Sebastian sat down on his chair and he motioned Brandon to come closer to him. Brandon kept taking small steps until he was fully close to him. That's when Mr. Sebastian smiled.
"Ponte de rodillas," Mr. Sebastian ordered. Brandon hesitated for a bit but obeyed. There was no way he was going to keep that low score. "No te preocupes, esto va a ser rápido."
Mr. Sebastian took off his tie and began to unbuckle his belt, but stopped and looked at Brandon. He gave him a seductive smile.
"Haclo para mí," he ordered, spreading his legs a little. Brandon just looked at his Spanish teacher's crotch. Did he really want to find out just how big he really was?
One of his hands slowly went up Mr. Sebastian' thigh and then settled on his crotch. He gave a light squeeze before fondling him. He looked up to see Mr. Sebastian' face expression and saw that his face was flushed too.
Brandon continued to fondle him but then decided to get on with it. He unbuckled his belt, undid the button, and brought down the zipper, revealing Mr. Sebastian's briefs and a very noticeable bulge with a wet spot. Brandon brushed Mr. Sebastian's clothed erection with his fingers and felt it respond with his touch.
"Brandon..." Mr. Sebastian whispered. He traced his thumb on Brandon's bottom lip. "Tu boca."
