the teacher`s dream

the teacher`s dreamBeing attracted to the beautiful physical attributes of teenage boysis one thing. It is another to have that attraction and be a high schoolteacher at the same time. I love teaching and would never do anything tojeopardize it, but seeing these smooth young men in their physical andsexual prime makes my life pretty damn difficult. Needless to say, I jackoff nightly to the images of these guys sitting in their desks wearingnothing but a cute smile and a hard teen cock. It is Lane who manages toshow up in these nightly jack off sessions. What can I say, Lane is adream. It is kind of fun to watch how the girls focus their eyes andattention on him rather than paying attention to me. I find myselfcatching glimpses of him as I lecture. My eyes always seem to be drawn tohis young and muscular legs that have just a light touch of hair. I moveup to his arms which ironically are incredibly smooth, yet covered withveins. A lot of teenage boys shave their arms which at first I thought ofas strange, but now I find completely erotic. You can see his bicepsprotruding from the sleeves of his shirt. Shane wears tight T-shirts whichmake him all the more desirable. He has well formed pecs and I could onlyimagine the abdominals that this boy has on him. Little did I know that Iwould soon find out. Lanes’ body was to die for and he was gorgeous aswell. Deep brown eyes and dark eyebrows, dimples on both cheeks, and thewhitest teeth I have yet to see. This boys smiles and I get incrediblyhard.To make things worse, I see Lane twice a day. Not only is he in myfirst hour English class, but he is a student aide for me during my prephour. Sixth hour I don’t have a class, so it is just Lane and I alone inmy classroom. Lane and I get along really well. I love to make him laugh,as well as steal glimpses of his legs and butt. We joke around a lot andsometimes get into playful fights that I used to get into with my friendswhen I was a teenager. We would be flicking rubber bands at each other orhave water fights and chase each other around the room laughing. He mademe feel young and alive again (even though I am only 29). A few times wewould grab each other and put one another in head locks. I put an end tothat immediately because I got hard bahis siteleri the moment his smooth arms would bewrapped around my neck and my head would be resting in his hard chest. Itwas one of those playful fights that allowed my dreams and fantasies tocome true.I was at my desk grading papers, while Lane sat on the other side ofmy desk doing homework. I couldn’t really concentrate. Looking at him athis desk made me uncomfortably hard. I had a great view of his legs andthighs. I was going crazy. When I finally got back to work I feltsomething wet hit my arm and paper. I looked up and Lane was gleeking onme. When somebody gleeks, they open their mouth and move their tongue inway that little drops of spit spray out of their mouth. I was in shock andthan started to laugh. I gripped my coffee cup, which only holds water,and I acted like I was going to throw what was inside on him. I though itwas empty,, but to my surprise, a cup full of water soaked Lane on the faceand shirt. He was in shock, as was I , than again we both started tolaugh. His dimples making me even harder. The front of Lanes shirt wascompletely soaked. To my surprise, he took it off. At that moment Istopped laughing and just stared in amazement. The young body that I havefantasized about nightly was standing in front of me wearing only shorts,shoes and socks. Lane was on the football and wrestling teams and had themost incredible physique. He was reaching into his backpack to pull outanother T-shirt that he had and was going to put on. I just couldn’t stopstaring. He had a very smooth chest. His nipples were silky brown andprotruded perfectly from well formed pectorals. His six pack stomach wellproportioned to his chest and he had a little outie belly button. Fromthere a small trail of light brown hair went down into his boxers whichwere sticking out from the top of his tight Jean shorts. Before I realizedit, Lane had pulled his other shirt from his back pack and just stood therewatching me take inventory of his hot body. At that moment I thought mycareer was over. This k** was going to run out of the room and tell hisfriends. Instead, he asked, “would you like to see more?” I shook my headno, but the funny thing was, I heard the word “yes” leave my mouth. canlı bahis Lanejust giggled and reached down to unbutton his pants. I couldn’t believethis was happening. I swore to myself that this would never happen. Hebent down and pulled his shorts over his Nikes. He looked so incrediblestanding there in his boxers and high tops. His calves were covered withsilky hair and his thighs looked muscular, I thought about walking over andlicking his legs all over. Instead I just sat at my desk, moving closerand closer to it so he would see my hard cock trying to break free from myslacks.Lane stood in front of a student desk and leaned back with his assagainst it. He reached down and rubbed his fingers up and down the bulgeof his cock. He started pressing harder and rubbing it faster. Hissemi-hard cock pressed against the material of his boxers. There weretimes I could see some of that silky smooth cock trough the piss slit ofhis boxers. I could plainly see the head of it start to peek through.Instead of pulling out, he bent down again and pulled down his boxers, butinstead of standing back up, he turned around and showed me the mostperfect, roundest ass I had ever seen. His hands reached around and gentlyrubbed his cheeks. He pulled his ass apart and showed me tight pink holewith just a few strands of dark hair. God I wanted to stick my tongue sofar up that ass. I couldn’t help myself and had to touch my cock. Ithought I would shoot the moment I touched it. I had to unzip my slacksand rub my cock, which was still covered up by my tighty whities. Laneslowly stood up and turned around showing me his beautiful hard cock. Itwas cut and 6 inches in length. It was as smooth and veiny as his forearmswere. I even found my self comparing the two. There were veins runningthe length of his shaft, some of them crisscrossed one another. His cockstood straight out, but gently pointed up. He had a beautiful black bushthat made his pink smooth cock look even larger than it was and sentshivers of desire running through me. I looked down at his big, pinkballs, hanging free. He saw me looking at his nuts and ran his finger overthem, feeling the sparse hairs that were dotting the area. He started togently pull on his hairs, pulling the skin in güvenilir bahis all directions. We both werecompletely silent. Me staring at his beauty and him watching my face. Heknew I was ferociously stroking my cock which I had freed from my underwearand now had sticking out of my zipper. My cock was not visible to him,since the desk blocked his view.Lane looked down at his cock and I followed his eyes. The head wasred with a little drop of pre-cum glistening on it. He rubbed his thumbover it, spreading the hot liquid all over. He pressed it between histhumb and fingers, rubbing it back and forth slowly. Lane quickly jumpedon the desk he was leaning on and spread his legs wide, his cock springingup and resting against that hot navel. He started rubbing his cock all thedown to his balls. My cock started to jerk in my hand. He could see in myface I was about to shoot. Lane grabbed and fondled his balls with onehand and started to stroke his cock with the other. He started strokingvigorously. I watched his boys nuts move up and down sometimes evenhitting his puckered asshole. I couldn’t hold back and came at the sightof Lane’s awesome body writhing in ecstasy. Cum was shot all over thebottom of my desk. Lane heard me moan and started to stroke harder. Hewas sitting on the desk, legs straddling it. I could see his thigh musclescontract and his nuts move up towards his cock. I watched him stroke hisvelvety cock with teenage abandon. My heart skipped when he yelled my nameas he came. Watching him cum made me hard again. His first spasm was sostrong that his hot cum hit him on the chin and than his chest. Theremaining spurts landed on his rippled stomach. He was so hot. What madehim even hotter was that incredible smile he gave me with those deepdimples begging to be kissed.I woke up breathing hard, my sheets sweaty and my underwear drenchedin cum. I drove to school that morning disappointed that it was just adream, yet thrilled at the fact that I didn’t cross the line and that myjob wasn’t in jeopardy. When I unlocked the door to my classroom andturned on the lights I stood paralyzed. Thrown in a pile on my desk was aT-shirt. I walked over to my desk and picked up the shirt. I put it to mynose and inhaled the most awesome scent. It was a mixture of CalvinKlein’s Obsession for Men, and dried cum. I sat down at my desk, the shirtin my hands, a smile on my face, a hard cock in my pants, and the image ofa beautiful teenage boy in my head. What a dream cum true.