Catching Them in the Act at School by stifflittlepoints
Mr. Thomas knew freshman were known to be attracted to each other. Young Rachel and her boyfriend were sitting at a two seat table, and she had unzipped the boy’s pants and was about to make him a very happy boy. , Mr. Thomas usually selected a couple of 9th grade students to be his aides for at least a semester at Thompson High School. The 2nd semester had already begun but he had yet to make that selection. In the past he had always selected a couple of the cutest girls so that he could deliberately work close by and whenever possible look down their tops at their beginning breasts. He had noticed an attraction between Michael Johnson and Rachel Wright during science class time, but something happened during last hour on Friday that made his mind up regarding selecting these two as his future aides.
Students in his science class sat at two person tables, and coincidentally Rachel and Michael sat next to each other. He had put up a YouTube video on the white board regarding photosynthesis and as he looked over at the two students, he noticed . . . even with the lights out, that Rachel was almost beet red with embarrassment. Michael had a big smile on his face as he was pretending to look at the video.
Rachel on the other hand almost looked embarrassed and at the same time as if she were trying to manipulate something under the table. Mr. Thomas was of course curious and very suddenly, but not so much as to cause any suspicion, pretended to drop his pen and got down on his knees to pick it up. He quickly looked under the table that they were sitting at.
Although the lighting was somewhat dim, he discovered that Rachel had her hand inside Michael’s pants, and he was almost certain was either giving him a hand job or at least making him feel REAL good. Good ole trusty blackmail immediately entered his mind, and he had decided rather quickly that he would invite these two naughty adventurers to be his aides . . . but more importantly to continually satisfy his erotic cravings throughout the semester.
He looked at the clock and the hour was just about over, and he knew he only had a few minutes to draft a short note, which he quickly accomplished. Nonchalantly he moved over by their desk and dropped it off. As he approached, Rachel withdrew her hand from under the desk haphazardly in time to see his note. She placed it in between herself and Michael and it read:
“BEEN LOOKING FOR TWO STUDENT AIDES THIS QUARTER. OVER THE WEEKEND MAKE SURE TO ASK YOUR PARENTS IF IT IS OK. YOU WOULD NEED TO BE ABLE TO STAY AFTER SCHOOL SOME SCHOOL DAYS AND MAYBE ASSIST WITH OUR INVENTORY ON THE WEEKEND. HAVING OBSERVED WHAT HAS BEEN GOING ON THIS HOUR . . . UNDER YOUR DESK, I BELIEVE IT WOULD BE IN YOUR BEST INTERESTS TO AGREE TO THIS PROPOSAL. STAY AFTER AND WE WILL DISCUSS IT IN MORE DETAIL FOR A FEW MINUTES.”
When Mr. Thomas returned to his desk and looked back, both Rachel and Michael had a look of terror on their faces. That look, instantly caused Mr. Thomas’s cock to begin an immediate northern extension, almost straightaway causing his pants to poke outwards. Luckily this was taking place under his teacher desk so no students would be any the wiser to his stiff erection. Soon the bell rang and after a few minutes, only the three of them remained after class. The teacher went over to the door and closed and locked it and then sat on the desk in front of his two apprehensive students.
“Do either of you have anything to say?” he asked, watching their teen faces.
“Ugh . . . it wasn’t anything bad Mr. Thomas. We like each other . . . a lot and it just sorta happened on the spot.”
“Rachel, what do you have to say?”
“It’s like just what he said,” she muttered quickly.
“Isn’t your uncle on the school board?” he asked looking at the girl. Rachel again looked rather upset and afraid, and she nodded her head “yes”.
“I see. So Rachel . . . tell me exactly what you were trying to do under the table.” Then there was a long silence. Both 9th graders looked at each other and once again scarlet faces quickly appeared. “I am not hearing anything . . . and I need to hear you say something Rachel. And how about this (and he took his iPhone out of its holster as he was saying it), if I do not hear what you were doing in 10 seconds, I will call both of your parents AND your uncle, right now!”
“No!” shouted Michael.
“You can’t,” begged Rachel.
“Then start explaining. I can look up your parents’ cell phone numbers in seconds, and you both know that.” Still silence and then Michael started.
“She was just unzipping . . .”
“Silence! This is Rachel’s explanation, and not yours!” His tone was harsh and the teens knew they had met their match. “Now start describing what you were doing, or I will call!” Rachel began to mumble and then the following was finally understood:
“I was kinda curious about Michael’s thingie getting hard,” she began.
“Call it a COCK Rachel. When a boy or man’s penis is HARD . . . you must call it a COCK. Say COCK for me.”
“Sorry . . . I should have said I was curious about Michael’s COCK and how it always gets so hard whenever I am around. He has wanted me to like . . . touch it, but I was always too . . . you know scared to do it, especially in school.”
“But if you were on your own, you would probably pull it out for him huh? Go on,” said Mr. Thomas impatiently.
“Well . . . when you put on the video, he kinda pulled my hand down under the table . . . and I knew what he wanted . . . and it was like kinda dark . . . so I like unzipped his jeans and you know . . . rubbed it.”
“But there was more than just that, wasn’t there?” the teacher questioned.
“Well . . . I got the zipper down and I touched the big lump still covered with his boxers . . . and I have to admit . . . I WANTED to touch it . . . like for real,” she admitted.
“Now we are getting somewhere. You WANTED to touch his cock . . . you WANTED to feel what it is like to have a boy’s COCK in your hand, didn’t you? You WANTED to jerk on it didn’t you? Do you know what it means to wank or jerk on a boy’s cock?”
“Like bring him off?” she said. Meanwhile, no one could see under the table where they were sitting at, but listening to Rachel describe what she had done, was causing Michael to sport another huge boner. Mr. Davis watched the boy adjust his cock and knew he was aroused, and also what needed to happen for his own enjoyment.
“So did you bring him off Rachel?”
“I don’t think so . . . your note kinda stopped things.”
“Have you ever touched a boy’s or for that matter a MAN’S cock, like mine before?” he asked, lewdly pointing at his crotch.
“No way . . . I like Michael . . . and I was just kinda curious.”
“I see. Well, I don’t want you both to miss your buses, so we must hurry. As a favor to Michael, you are going to finish what you started right here and RIGHT now in front of me.
“What???” she said.
“That’s right. You have made Michael all uncomfortable with your colorful deions, and the boy has a HARD ON right now . . . am I right?” he said looking at the boy.