yoho! my friend's other friend wrote a hate letter to a teacher and STOOPIDLY SENT IT. So I thought hard about it and came up with a story and this time, I sexed it up A WHOLE FUCKKIN LOTT!
WARNING: NSFW NSFW NSFW NSFW NSFW SMUT SMUT SEXY TIME SEXY TIME SEXY TIMEZZZ U NO LIKE PENIS UP ASS THEN U NO READ. SIMPLE.
DISCLAIMER: I DUNT OWN HETALIA OR ANY OTHER CHARACTER. THE ONLY THING I OWN IS THE SEX SCENE.
summary: Alfred has an unhealthy obsession with his English teacher, Mr Kirkland. The only way he can release his inner feelings is by typing up his erotic fantasies. Little did he know that one click on the 'send' button can change everything-Inspired by a stupid thing that happened with my friend ;)
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"How the hell did you know about my nipple ring?"
Alfred silenced. The reason may be a little too embarrassing to tell. But then again, how else did he know? Alfred noticed his teacher's cheeks flush with colour... and his nipples harden against his dress shirt but not from arousal.
"I..uhh... saw you walking outside whilst raining with no umbrella. And then I was able to see through your shirt. You have barred nipple rings, right?"
"Yes I actually do... but that's not the point! I read that Algebra thingy of yours and there was nothing to do about algebra or your overdue assignment. What I got instead was," Arthur's voice softened afterwards "pages and pages of well written, detailed erotica."
Alfred stared at him confused. The expected reaction would've been 'You sick bastard! How could you think of me in that way?' Or 'Alfred you pervert! Why would you imagine yourself on top of me?' But none of that came out of Mr Kirkland's mouth.
"I don 't understand, sir."
Arthur sighed. Yes he was mad and a little uncomfortable with the subject but he needed answers now.
"Look, that thing you gave to me was written very well done. I only wish I could see you actually use those skills in your actual assignments, 'kay?"
"Mmmkay sir" Alfred got up from his seat and turned to leave, gathering his books and flinging his bag over his shoulders. Until, a hand reached up to grab him by the shoulders. Mr Kirkland's hands are warm. Warm enough to make Alfred melt inside and at the same time shiver in delight.
"One more question, Alfred. Why was it about me and you? Why was it me being dominated by you? And what gave you the idea to actually send this to me? If others find out, then you and I could be in trouble."
Alfred gulped. Is it right to tell Sir his true feelings now? In fact, he still isn't quite sure about his attraction towards Mr Kirkland, if his feelings are real or not. Maybe this is all just a phase. Everyone has to have at least one crush on a teacher, right? However, this was beyond a crush. It has become bigger ad more meaningful: an obsession.
"I wrote it about you and me...because I think you're...hot?"
Arthur frowned. "Don't answer a question with another question, boy."
"S-Sorry sir. It's just that I think you're really hot and all. I've never had a crush on a teacher 'cause I think they're all old and stuff but you are different. You're something else. I didn't know what got me started on you. Maybe it's your accent because I dig accents or maybe its the way you're all strict and serious in class. I really find that hot. Maybe its the way you sway your hips when you walk because it makes your bum look bigger-"
"Well excuse me but I have a nice ass even when I don't sway my hips. Got my ass from my mother."
Alfred smirked at that comment. It was nice to see Sir be himself rather than having that strict, poised attitude all the time.
Arthur however, is confused. He is communicating with a student so...differently. More carefree and careless. Not giving a goddamn fuck about what comes out of his own mouth. He had never felt so lively. Maybe Alfred isn't all that bad. But those pages of porn are still a big problem and there shall be punishment or in this case a reward.
"Anyways, Alfred, I truly wanted to speak to you about those writings you've been doing. It is inappropriate and downplays me as a teacher. Do you know how much trouble you could be risking the both of us?"
Alfred bowed his head in shame. A beautiful mistake can cause a fuckload of havoc.
"Do you know how your parents would feel if they find out about this? I'll get sacked! And you'll be expelled! And that is why I want you to keep sending these to me."
Alfred froze. Did sir just request for more of his porn? Student on teacher porn?
"And as punishment or reward," Arthur placed his hands on Alfred's shoulders and brought him closer towards himself "I want you and I to re-enact all of your stories. I want you and I to be real."
Mr Kirkland grinned, eyebrows arching and coffee breath radiating from his warm mouth. Absolutely irresistible...Alfred wanted that mouth right now. Losing virginity at 15? Well why the hell not?
As for Arthur, he had no idea what kind of mess he had just offered to himself and his student.
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Story 1: first time
Alfred brought Mr Kirkland's face closer to his awaiting for both watering mouths to collide into one sloppy mess of a kiss. The distant taste of sweet lemon tea filled his taste buds along with the wet, slick tongue pushing, rubbing against his own. Tongues at war, bodies in peril. The warming sensation was just at its build up. Arthur pushed the boy into a wall and continued to connect his lips to the other's. Alfred, completely unexpected to see Mr Kirkland dominant, held onto his dress shirt gripping the fabric tightly. Arthur's head shifted to another angle, forcing his head closer and his tongue further in. However, he couldn't help notice how still the boy was. Alfred let Arthur in nevertheless how hard his heart is thumping and how an essay could simply take an unexpected turn.
Soon, Arthur couldn't help but wonder if the still boy is alright. He broke the kiss and stared deeply into the blue hues.
"You okay with this, Alfred? We don't have to if you don't want it."
Alfred shook his head.
"No sir its not like that. I just didn't expect this to happen. I thought you'd report me or something...and most of all I've always pictured you as the bottom yet so far, its been you doing most of the work pushing me against a wall."
Arthur smiled at the boy. "I am full of surprises." He leaned forwards and gave Alfred another tongue on tongue kiss before pulling the student off the wall and pinning himself against the front desk with Alfred on top this time.
Alfred's eyes widened when he analysed the actual situation he is in. This was the first story he has written. The first time he had fucked anyone (in his dream world). Right in below of him is a panting Mr Kirkland, completely his and only his. Exactly what he had pictured in his story. Arthur could only chuckle at the boy's reaction.
"Does this really seem so amusing you had to space out for a couple of times to make sure this is real?"Mr Kirkland enquired.
"Oh-no no!I just can't believe this is actually happening. I can't believe this is actually real. I can't believe you're actually mine..."
Arthur's eyes darted immediately at the other when he heard the words ' you're mine...'
"I-i'm yours."
And so Arthur pushed his ass against Alfred's growing bulge giving the younger a hint of what he wants. Alfred obliged and latched his lips against Arthur's neck while fiddling with the torturing buttons. He sucked against the blushing skin, leaving red marks and small teeth marks on the once flawless skin. Arthur felt the boy on top of him shake a little and struggle with the removal of the buttons. Growing impatient, Arthur ripped his shirt apart letting the buttons give way as it fell onto the carpeted floor. The young one spread his hands about Mr Kirkland's body feeling the smoothness, the milkiness of his skin. Arthur has a small build, a fragile physique with lightly toned abs and slender arms. Alfred couldn't help but gaze upon the delicate masculinity. Without anymore hesitation, Alfred threw his hoodie off and pulled his shirt over his head. Before even fully removing his top, Mr Kirkland's hands were already on his rock hard stomach.
"You've built yourself up fairly nicely." Arthur complimented. His hands stroked the body which was fairly bigger than his own. He pulled his torso down until it met against his own, skin against hot skin. Puckered lips met with each other, tasting each other's breaths, exchanging air and small lewd noises. Just then, Alfred felt Mr Kirkland's hips buck and grind against his, pushing their clothed genitals together. The friction between their two cocks restricted by fabric was too much separation for the pair. Arthur couldn't hold back anymore and sat up on his desk to undo Alfred's jeans. Alfred did the same for Arthur and tossed the garment away to a forgotten corner to continue. Mr Kirkland wrapped his legs around Alfred, rejoining their two penises together. His hand went down to slide the two cocks together, rubbing them against each other feeling their two precums seep out onto their stomachs into one gloopy mess until they couldn't distinguish which ones were theirs.
Alfred couldn't move. The feeling of being against Arthur right now was too much to bear. And more so, the feeling of Arthur's hand on their dicks slowly pumping them to become bigger and wetter was something to be remembered forever. Mr Kirkland grunted, feeling his arousal spike up . He looked down to see their two members colliding against each other, watching the younger's hips thrust against his penis. Alfred's looked down at his own cock sliding against Mr Kirkland's hand. Mr Kirkland's cock was bigger and broader than his own. Alfred sighed at that fact but then again, he was only an inch behind and still in puberty. Alfred continued to thrust until he felt his muscles contract and his penis jerk about.
"Stop for a sec, Alfred. Don't come yet." Arthur stopped and placed his used, precum filled hand to his anal hole. He spread his legs, exposing everything to Alfred, rubbing man juice around to lubricate his unused entrance. Alfred knew what was to become next but this only heightened his nervousness more. What if he can't do it? What if he's not good enough? What if he can't make Mr Kirkland cum? He'd probably die from embarrassment. He didn't want to screw this moment up.
Arthur's wet fingers thrust into his vacant hole, moaning as he did so. Seeing his teacher do this to himself for his sake seemed impressive. The way Arthur lolled his head, clench his body and the way he grunted from pleasure was all too alluring. His legs lifted higher, spreading obscenely wide.
"Make me feel good, Alfred."
Sticky fingers clutched around the American dick and placed it painstakingly against his puckered ass, pulling the boy impatiently. Alfred couldn't last longer and carefully thrusted inside earning a rewarded gasp from the bottom. Alfred groaned at how tight it was inside. He could feel every little movement Mr Kirkland made, every little breath and shift his body made.
"Ugh...Sir, you're so tight." Alfred gasped.
Mr Kirkland chuckled. "Well what do you expect? It is your first time...please...ahh. Start moving. I cannot stand it longer."
The younger nodded and rocked his hips back and forth, pulling in and out of his teacher slowly, watching their bodies connect together as his cock grind into the soft yet rocky flesh of Arthur. He hesitated after he had pushed himself all the way in and out again. Working at a slow pace, Alfred wondered what Mr Kirkland could be thinking. Is he boring him out? Arthur had no response to his thrusts except for silent gasps occasional grunts. No pulling of the worksheets or clinging on to his body. There was no communication. Maybe Mr Kirkland didn't want this?
Arthur looked at Alfred's concentrated face. He seemed that he is trying too hard. Overthinking about the situation too much. Arthur saw worry and anxiousness in his eyes. The student nearly slipped a tear. Sighing, Arthur drew his hands onto Alfred's stomach, a signal for him to stop.
"Alfred, you're worrying too much. Your eyes are watery."
Alfred let out a disappointed huff. "Sorry, Sir. I'm just scared that I might not be enough to please you. I might not even be able to make you come. I can't even-"
Arthur put a finger to Alfred's lips to quieten the teen. And in one swift movement, Alfred was rolled around until he was the one on the desk and Arthur was on top.
"Then it's just best for me to show you then." Arthur said huskily. He winked at the blushing teen and took the erect penis into his mouth. Alfred groaned at the suckling sensation. The saliva mixed with clear pre cum trickled down to the base of the teen's member. And Arthur had the energy to take the liquids back in again, licking from the base to the very tip. His two petite hands situated on Alfred's spread legs squeezed the two lumps of flesh.
"Ahh... sir."
Alfred struggled to keep the embarrassing noises in. He bit his lips, his face contorted in every way all to try and keep the feelings bottled in. Arthur bobbed his head up and down, moaning into the movements to show Alfred he was not afraid of showing him how he felt. The vibrations of Arthur's moans made Alfred constrict even more however. Alfred knew he was close to coming. Small gasps and high pitched grunts managed to escape his shy lips. He stuttered in pleasure as he warned his teacher "Sir, please stop...I-ah! I'm gonna cum..."
But Arthur continued to suck him off until the milky liquid spluttered onto his tongue. Arthur released his mouth from the boy's cock and brought his fingers up to his mouth. Alfred watched him suck on his own fingers, watching the milky substance drip from his sinful mouth and onto the fingers. There was indeed a lot of it.
"Before you penetrate anyone, you first need to lubricate them so it doesn't hurt. You can use lube, oil , lotion. Whatever you like. But because I don't bring any of those into school, I'm gonna use your cum. I think that is the best lubricant in this situation." Mr Kirkland educated Alfred who was now a blushing, hot mess.
Arthur brought his fingers to Alfred's hole. He immediately knew Alfred hadn't put anything up there. One of his fingers looked as if it would barely fit. For extra lube, he spat on his puckered hole and slowly pushed in a coated finger. Alfred's body jolted and twisted in angles possible. He slipped a load groan, arching his back as he did so. The intrusion was foreign. A sensation he had never felt before. The finger moved in his insides, pressing against odd corners of his canal. And then there was that one bundle of pleasure nerves he had never come across. Arthur smiled in triumphed as he found the stop that drove everyone he had slept with crazy.
"Ah! Mr Kirkland!" Alfred gasped, his body almost slipping of the table if it weren't for Arthur holding him in place.
Arthur giggled at the boy's reaction, the sweat beading in his partner's forehead.
"Found it" he cooed playfully. He slipped another finger in. Then, it all started to go downhill. Alfred felt his body heat up in intense pleasure. His cock rising rapidly and leaking without the need of physical contact. The two fingers inside of him felt amazing. They moved in unison, pressing on the one place where he loses control. Alfred was on the verge of just letting his body be, letting his voice out. The suppression was tiring.
Then, when the third finger slipped in, Alfred screamed. The mix of pain and pleasure was too much to handle. His cock pleaded for more as did his eager hole.
Arthur just smiled at the boy, sweeping strands of hair away from his blue eyes.
"After you've prepared your partner, you push into them slowly. This may hurt at first but the more you do it, it'll get get easier."
Arthur pulled on his rock hard cock to get it ready. Alfred knew Mr Kirkland's package was quite large. He braced himself for the upcoming waves of pleasure.
As Arthur pushed in, the feeling of warmth surrounded his dick. The tightness of Alfred's ass was perfect. He hadn't had a virgin in ages. He wriggled around inside of Alfred for a moment before slowly thrusting.
Alfred released a high pitched cry. His fingers scratched the wood of the teacher's desk leaving nail marks on the once flawless table. As the pain grew, the pleasure grew with it. The perfect balance of the two may be enough to knock him off consciousness. He felt his teacher grind inside of him, pulsate deep in his hole. The feeling was definitely the strangest but also the best.
"Ah...Ah...Unghh. Sir, quicker please." Alfred whined.
Arthur obliged and quickened his pace. His slick member produced enough pre cum to be able to slip and slide in more easily. The wet slapping noises echoed and bounced off walls. It was embarrassing nonetheless. But what could they do?
Alfred's eyes squeezed shut, his brain taking time to process the situation. He felt the poundings become more forceful. Alfred could feel a scream coming from his lungs but he did his best to keep it in, scared that teachers from opposite rooms will hear.
Arthur bent down lower to hold Alfred as he fucked him relentlessly. The teen wrapped his legs around his waist and his hands slithered around his neck. His voice resonated in Mr Kirkland's ear as he moaned in wanton and lust.
"Sir, I'm about to cum." Alfred whined.
"Then cum. Cum as much as you can Alfred because I won' stop thrusting inside you. I won't ever stop thrusting. Ahh...shit!"
Arthur thrusted and thrusted in his fastest speed. Alfred's moans and gentle grunts turned into extreme cries of pleasure and shouts of lust.
" .Ah. Ah-Ahhh. AH! Sir!"
Alfred's mind spun out of control as he quickly pumped his arousal. He ignored the wet noises as he fisted himself.
Arthur felt Alfred's inner muscles contract as it grew tighter and tighter inside. He slammed himself in repeating as quickly as possible with the urge to come inside. His thrusts quickened and quickened until the ring of muscled clenched.
"Arthur Arthur Arthur... Ahh-AH!"
Alfred screamed in a high tone as his milky liquid spilled all over his chest, heart thumping wildly against his ribcage as his cock jerked about in his hand.
Arthur continued to thrust until his cock burst inside the boy, emptying his cock buried deep inside him. Arthur sighed in content as he slipped out of the boy with a wet squelch. He watched his essence trickle out of the tired hole, droplets colliding with the carpeted floor. He looked at Alfred only to see him worn out and passed out on his desk. Arthur smiled and cleaned the boy off his cum and kissed him on the forehead.
"Sweet dreams"
i am soo sorry this took a while. I couldn't stop cringing from writing this .
anywayz hope you all liked this sexy little chapter and pls review, follow or fave.
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