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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Arthur smiled and cleaned the boy off his cum and kissed him on the forehead.

"Sweet dreams"

"Alfred. Alfie, wake up." Arthur softly shook the boy's shoulders to wake him. Alfred opened his eyes with a tired yawn and sat up from his seat only to find himself in the front seat of Mr Kirkland's car. He shook his fists into his eyes rubbing away the remains of his sleep.

"I've brought you just a few blocks away from your home. This way nothing is suspicious." Arthur said.

The boy looked around the vehicle, disoriented. He tried to recap for possibilities of how he ended up in Mr Kirkland's car but nothing came to mind.

"Sir, what happened? How did I get here?" Alfred questioned.

Arthur scratched the back of his neck."Well, you seemed to have passed out after you came. How good was I?"

"That's...an embarrassing question to ask," Alfred blushed and looked away from his teacher "But I did enjoy it. A lot."

"That would explain the amount of cum you released." Arthur teased with no shame in his choice of words.

"Sir! That's totally inappropriate."

"Says the boy who wrote porn. Now I think its best you get going. It is turning six and I think your parents will be worried. If they ask, say you have been with me for catch up lessons."

Alfred nodded and opened the door of the car. He looked back before closing the door staring admiringly at the man.

"Thank you, Sir. For driving me home and...that other thing." Alfred's cheeks grew hot at the reminder of what he has lost earlier on in the afternoon.

"Please, you don't need to address me so formally outside of school. The name is Arthur."

Alfred smiled and gestured goodbye. "Bye, Arthur."

Arthur waved back and drove off leaving Alfred with a pretty little feeling in his stomach and an urge to write another erotic story about Mr Kirkland.

When Alfred arrived home, he noticed how silent the house was. His bags dropped to the floor and walked towards the note fluttering in the nearby open window.

Hey Alfie. I'll be late from work today. Expect Matthew and his family over tonight. It's just a little visit.

Alfred pulled the paper off the window sill and tossed it in the bin, careless. He hadn't seen Matthew since what felt like forever. And what were the odds that when he and his mother moved in to this city a couple of years ago, Matthew miraculously turns out to live here as well. It is indeed convenient to live closer to each other but visiting times grew longer since everyone is too busy or too lazy to actually visit. Alfred remembered how he clung onto Matthew's leg telling him to stay instead of going off as an exchange student to France which is where he eventually met the Frenchie who also turned out to be a french teacher in his school. Luckily, Alfred didn't get Francis as his french teacher.

Alfred went to his room and stripped off his soiled and badly put on uniform. A few buttons were out of place and his black briefs were put on the wrong way around. He tossed his clothes to a corner until he noticed the white stain on his briefs. He groaned and picked the dirtied brief up. He tried to wash the stain off several times but its stubbornness drove him to a halt. He'd just have to explain to his mother. Still naked, Alfred glances at himself in the bathroom mirror. He eyed himself up and down, then up again. His pre teen body is still developing and yet his arms seem to be quite muscular and his shoulders have gotten wider in a month. Everyday he seems himself becoming manlier but he knew he will never have the petite, gentleness of Arthur's body. And yet his teacher turned out to top instead of bottom.

A sticky wetness suddenly trickled down his inner thighs. Alfred turned to see his backside to find Mr Kirkland's cum still nice and fresh exiting his rear end. He separated his bum cheeks to help the liquid escape savouring the feeling of it leaving his insides. Alfred hummed as the liquid exit his body, pretending Mr Kirkland was there to lick it all back up again. Pretending Mr Kirkland thrust his tongue inside and tasted himself for once. Then, in his imagination, Mr Kirkland would eventually go wild and beg to be touched, splaying himself out on the floor legs spread wider than a whore's wetting his cock with cum. And just like that, Alfred's manhood bounced upright.

"Fuck..." Alfred muttered to himself. He moved to the farthest corner of the bathroom and slid his worn body down the cold tiles until he hit the wooden floor. Imagining his teacher splayed out once again for him, only him, he grabbed his dick and began stroking it. God knows how many times he had done this. Always after he had cum, there will forever be this small guilt growing in his chest but since Arthur had somewhat approved of Alfred's feelings, the guilt was far gone.

His large, warm hand kneaded the aching muscle, the hardening organ. Alfred groaned from the pleasure squeezing his eyes shut and keeping his sinful mouth open for noises. The moans resonated from wall to wall until there could be nothing heard apart from the sound of his penis and the sound of pleasure. Alfred panted as his cock leaked for release picturing Mr Kirkland doing the same embarrassing act as he was. Alfred fisted his cock quicker in time with the imaginary Mr Kirkland.

"Oh! Oh, sir...I'm gonna cum!" Alfred cried. The sticky substance on his hands were making it hard to create enough friction. To help himself, he thrusted up at his hands, hard.

"Unghhh," Alfred shamelessly let out. His panting and moaning grew quicker and louder. He couldn't careless if neighbours could hear him. All he wants to do now is cum.

The teen rolled his hips in time with his fisting making the sensation harsher and more intense. Alfred felt heat wracking all over his body, pleasure nerves distributing evenly over his skin.

It has been fifteen minutes and yet he couldn't cum. Alfred panicked and rammed in three fingers inside of him.

"Oahhhh," the boy groaned. The fingers moved uncomfortably in his used hole as previous cum continued to trickle out. Fuck, both the friction on his penis and inside his ass was too good. Alfred thrusted his fingers quicker inside of him timing it with each pump of his aching cock. It eventually grew quicker, harder, powerful until his organ gave way. Alfred watched as his cock spurted the familiar white liquid all over his chest. His orgasm shook his body as cum left his manhood. Tired, worn out, he slumped over the corner, eyes drooping. He looked at the mirror. There he saw himself all dirtied and naughty. He chuckled to himself ' I look so fucked.' Alfred thought to himself.

Then suddenly he heard the noise of a doorbell.

Alfred hurriedly put on random clothes from his bedroom floor and rushed to answer the door. It was Matthew and Francis.

"Mattie! Come in! It's been too long." Alfred greeted.

Matthew's hair has grown too long now, nearly matching with Francis' hair. The two little girls, Amelie and Aimee clutched at their fathers arms. Alfred had to admit, Matthew's family is incredibly cute. Maybe one day he'd end up with a family just like his brother's.

The Bonnefoy family stepped into the house and settled in the living room. The two girls occupied the TV and the sweet tray immediately while the adults remained at the sofa.

"So Alfie, how are you doing? Anything new?" Matthew asked, his voice soft and sweet as it has been forever.

'Well, brother I happen to like anal sex and just had it today. And guess what, I'm not the one giving the fuck! Looks like I am just like you!' Alfred mentally answered the question truthfully. But instead what came out of his mouth was

"Nothing. How about you and your marriage with frenchie over here? You look pretty happy."

Francis eyed Alfred suspiciously. Alfred tried not to make any eye contact with him but, it was found to be too obvious.

"Yes we are fine Alfred. But I feel we have grown apart a little. It has been too long."

After hours of endless, useless chatting and snacking, Matthew and Francis begin to leave. Matthew ushered the two little girls into their car leaving Francis and Alfred alone. Francis, still suspicious of Alfred goes up to him finally able to ask him the one question that has been in mind.

"Hey, Alfred. I know that you stayed after school with Mr Kirkland today, oui?"

Alfred just nodded.

"Yes I thought so. But today I heard strange noises coming from your classroom. And you know, the language corridor isnt far from the English corridor. My classroom is just right next to Mr Kirklands. "

Alfred's face paled up. He knew he had been too loud and it was risky having it in school but there was no helping it. They were both horny at that moment and there was nothing else they could've done.

"Francis, I'm pretty sure that ...uhhm...you ...could've heard something else? I mean me and Kirkland would never have sex,"

Francis' face reddened.

"And when did I say that you and Kirkland had sex? I didn't even have that in mind, silly boy," then Francis' face contorted in realisation " You and Arthur had sex."

Alfred blushed and knew lying won't prove his innocence any more.

"N-NO we didn't!"

"Yes you did! I heard what I heard that fits the description perfectly! The slapping noises and the loud moaning you guys were going at it hard!"

"Oh my Gahhd shut up!"

"Merde! You just had sex with a teacher! Were you top or bottom?"

"I was botto- O my god what kind of question is that?!"

"Mon dieu, that was you!? Why so loud?"

Alfred gave a sound of frustration and clenched his hands to calm his nerves down.

"Okay, listen to me Francis. Do not tell anyone about this, please? Kirkland could get sacked for this. I could probably be disowned."

"Well...you two will be found out later on though...and your position right now is quite complicated you know with the age gap of 16 years,"

"Please just keep it quiet for now." Alfred pleaded.

Francis thought about it for a moment. Arthur was putting himself at a risky spot. And this whole situation is too strange for him since he just found out that his brother in law has slept with his best friend. But for the current situation Arthur is now, and the amount of money he owns, it is best to keep this quiet.

"Okay."

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