Me and My Sexy English Teacher

(Part 1 from 1. Fiction.)

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My English teacher, Mr. Kick is about twenty nine and very sexy. He's somewhat muscular with dark hair and dark eyes. He coaches track in the fall, winter, and spring seasons, so afterschool. He just closes the door and changes into shorts and a tee-shirt in his classroom. I always walk past him while he's in his shorts. You can see his hairy legs and his bulge. It gets me so hard. One day, I had to drop something off in his room because I forgot to hand it in earlier. I knocked on his door and he opened it a crack.

"Oh, hello there Nick," He said.


I opened the door to him loosening his tie. "I just came to drop off the paper. I forgot that it was in my locker, earlier." At that moment, he took off his tie and took off his dress shirt. He was just wearing a white beater. You could see his armpits and a few tuffs of chest hair coming from the top. He took that off and was completely shirtless. I started to loose control of my penis. He walked over and took it from my hand.

"See ya around, Coach." I said.

"Wait, Nick." He said. "I want to talk to you about something."

As I turned around, he was pulling down the shades and he told me to close the door. He took me to the back of the classroom and pulled down his tan colored dockers. He was just in his boxer briefs.

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