The night before Mr.Haas had assigned homework, but as usual I didn't do it. I got the answers from some freshman Indian kids. Surprisingly I copied 2 hours worth of homework in 10 minutes, that left me with a 25 minute lunch, so I decided to make a few rounds and greet my classmates. Now let me remind you, this is high school everyone else was coping homework too! With no one to talk to, I went up the steps to my next class Algebra 2 advanced, with Mr. Haas. He was a very average looking guy, all american dad. The kind that spends his weekend organizing his tool shed. I waited outside his room for about five minutes before he came, and when he finally did I heard a big shout MICKY! I turned around and it was Mr.Haas walking down the hall with his shirt sleeves pushed up to accent his muscle built forearms.

He approched me and asked why I was so early and laughed because I'm usually about 10 minutes late to class. I answered sharply and said

"I want to show you my homework extra early"

and then he laughed. He jingled in His pocket for his keys, and I was imagining his limp cock whipping up and down as he shook. I knew I should be thinking of have sex with a teacher because the last time the security guard saw me with a boner he made me stay after lunch 10 minutes to give him hand jobs while he ate. Which is why I was late to class.

Mr. Haas was already inside the class room writing on the projector. Usually he didn't try to make small talk but he did this time and as I was answering his questions about the weekend, I was thinking why after three years of him teaching me would he start to be extra friendly now?

He kept going on about his weekend plans, and alls I could do was looking at his ass. Every guy that I had been with before was black so I was use to seeing big round asses and large cocks. But his ass was probably the fullest and when he sat down in his chair his ass usually stuck out from behind.

He noticed I was looking at his ass, and smiled at me. He asked me to go to the back of the class to pick up trash that Dave left behind. Dave was kid who hardly kept his mouth and didn't have any self control. Mr. Haas gave me a little lecture of the subject

"Micky, its important to have some self control. I'm suprised some kids can even put shirts on in the morning ..."

Before he said his last line he took a deep breath and said

"I understand every once in a while you can't control you self" and he then touched his cock and started to rub it around in circle. I bit my bottom lip and grinned, he walked towards me and grabbed my semi hard dick through my pants. When he let go, I started to munch on his crotch with his pants still on. He turned around and slowly removed his his pants so I could see him reveal his bubble butt. I unbuttoned my pants I he saw the tattoo I got for my 19th birthday.... to be continued...