I know I ought to be working on my Samifer story but this popped into my head. Just a notice, this chapter is pretty much all sex, but the whole story won't be like that so if this isn't very good, don't give up hope! I have big plans for this fic.
Castiel Collins walked into Sheppard School for Boys for the first time in the middle of the semester. He was nervous, having been homeschooled up until this point. He found his first class with minimal effort, making him think that just maybe this wouldn't be an altogether bad experience. That changed, however, when he was asked by the teacher, Mr. Crowley, to come back to the classroom afterschool. As Castiel walked out of the class, preparing to head to his next one, a boy about his height with sandy hair and green eyes walked up next to him.
"Don't worry about him, he asks all the new students to meet him privately. I just moved her a couple months ago. Name's Dean." the sandy haired boy stuck out his hand and Castiel took it hesitantly.
"Castiel," he replied. "Why does he want to see the new students?" He asked nervously. Having never been in a classroom situation before, he had no idea what to expect.
"Can't say, but it's nothing bad. Don't sweat it." Dean paused, but before Castiel could speak, he asked the new kid where his next class was. Castiel showed Dean his schedule and found that he and Dean had three classes together and the same lunch period.
"Hey, looks like you can stick with me most of the day." Dean said, smiling warmly at Castiel. Castiel hesitantly returned the smile, never having been one to show much emotion before.
Castiel and Dean sat by each other in the classes they shared and ate lunch together that day. Castiel was so happy that he made a friend, he couldn't wait to tell his brothers. He was getting ready to head out of the school for the day when he remembered his meeting with Mr. Crowley. Always being one to follow the rules, Castiel made his way to the classroom and quietly knocked on the closed door once he got there.
"Come in," the distinct voice of Mr. Crowley called out. Castiel reluctantly opened the door and walked inside the empty classroom. "Have a seat," Mr. Crowley said, pointing to the desk directly in front of where he was standing. Castiel slowly walked towards the front of the classroom, sitting in the desk.
"Am I in trouble?" Castiel whispered. Crowley chuckled and shook his head.
"You're not in trouble," he laughed. His face soon turned serious and he added, "as long as you do exactly what I say." The malice in his voice was enough to make anyone want to get up and run, but Castiel became slightly aroused at the tone. "Can you do that for me, Mr. Collins?"
"I suppose." Castiel muttered. Crowley put his hands on Castiel's desk and looked him straight in the eyes.
"Suppose isn't good enough, Mr. Collins. If you want to pass my class, you have to do exactly as I say. Do you understand?" Crowley spoke with such animosity, only succeeding in further arousal from the student.
"Yes." Castiel said, swallowing the lump forming in his throat. Crowley stood up and backed away from the younger boy's desk, leaning against his own at the head of the class. He motioned for Castiel to stand as well. The student stood in front of the teacher, until Crowley motioned downwards. Castiel tilted his head in confusion.
"Get on your knees." Mr. Crowley commanded. Castiel was taken aback by the command, never having heard anything like it before.
"I don't… What?" He asked, extremely confused and suddenly very aware of his growing arousal.
"You heard me. Get on your knees." Crowley growled. Castiel did as he was told, kneeling in front of his teacher. Crowley reached down and ran his hand through Castiel's hair. "There's a good boy. Now I want you to unzip my trousers and pull my cock out." Castiel simply did as he was told, not sure what choice he had in the matter. After he had freed Crowley's impressive length, he waited for further instructions.
"Ever sucked a cock before, Mr. Collins?" Crowley asked. Castiel simply shook his head. He'd never even seen another penis before, aside from his brother's and that was entirely unpleasant. "Ah well, they all have to start somewhere. You've got a beautiful mouth for it." Castiel looked up at the teacher, unsure how to begin. "Go with your instincts." Was all the instruction Crowley gave him, so Castiel wrapped his lips around Crowley's dick and began slowly sliding his way up until he couldn't take anymore of his teacher into his mouth. Crowley moaned and pushed himself further into Castiel's mouth, causing the student to gag and pull back.
"You were doing well. Keep going." Crowley groaned, pushing his cock back into Castiel's mouth.
Castiel hesitantly sucked on the tip, causing Crowley to moan low in his throat and thrust into Castiel's mouth once again. Castiel took it this time, willing himself not to gag when the older man's tip hit the back of his throat. "Uh, fuck." Crowley moaned, pulling all the way out of Castiel's mouth.
"Did I do something wrong?" Castiel asked, breathing heavily. Crowley pulled the younger boy up by his collar and shoved him toward his desk. He bent Castiel over the desk and pulled the student's pants down just below his ass. "Mr. Crowley?" Castiel began, scared for what was about to take place, but wanting it all the same.
"Don't worry." Crowley soothed, running his hand down Castiel's back. Castiel thought he heard a bottle open then he felt pressure at his entrance. He tensed when he felt a slicked up finger penetrate him, only making it more painful. "Relax. It won't hurt." Crowley whispered. Castiel tried his best to relax and suddenly there were two fingers inside him, stretching him, preparing him for something bigger. His cock was now fully hard, leaking pre-cum in anticipation of the pleasure he was about to receive. Castiel heard something rip open, and looked behind him to see Crowley rolling a condom on his hard cock.
"I'm gonna fuck you now." Crowley growled, shoving himself all the way into Castiel. The boy nearly screamed as he felt white-hot pain mix with intense pleasure. "Fuck, you're tight." Crowley groaned, beginning to thrust in and out of the student. Castiel moaned loudly, pushing back against Crowley on every out thrust, matching his pace, his weeping cock begging to be touched. Crowley reached down to stroke the boy's member, causing Castiel's breath to hitch and his moans to become louder and more desperate.
Lewd animalistic noises filled the classroom as they both became close to orgasm. Castiel came first with a loud whining moan and a call of "Crowley!"; the older man orgasmed soon after, quickly pulling out and throwing the condom away. Castiel took a moment to collect himself before standing up and fixing his clothing.
"You're free to go now, Mr. Collins." Crowley said, voice as even as ever. Castiel slowly nodded, not moving an inch. "See you in class tomorrow." Crowley added with a wink.