Going to a high school in a small rural town always meant everyone knew everyone… and all that everyone did. For a young gay kid in the early 2000’s the last thing I needed them to know was I was gay, and that I had the hugest crush on my Civics teacher Mr. Aaron.
He was a lean little twink, scruffy face everyday, tightest pants showing off what he had in front and back, and the most infectious, adorable smile where he often would blush and his cheeks dimple. He was fresh from college and it was his first year teaching, and his nerves showed for the first few months, but by the end of the year, he grew into his role and became more confident, but he was still a little shy and nervous most days.
Once I graduated, i finally hit a growth spurt and I would learn about working out and becoming a “fitter” person. I would also see him around town every now and again, saying hi and exchanging familiarities, but despite my imaginations would want me to believe, I assumed he was straight. Just a “vibe” I got from him.
Flash forward a few years later and I was in a club, bass thumping, lights flashing, and as I head to the bar for another drink, I eye someone across the way who looks familiar, but isn’t coming to mind. I head back and grab a seat and before long their heading my way with a stride that has them cautiously approaching like they recognize me but aren’t 100% sure. “Warren?”
I quizzically look at him, and he gets closer and my eyes can make him out: it’s Mr. Aaron! And he’s even more handsome than I remember but still has that smile and dimples that give him away. We shake hands and grab a table to catch up. It’s been a long time, lives are different, love lives are discussed, and startling new information is shared, like that he’s gay (and has been since college and teaching).
“Obviously I was terrified to tell anyone, my career would have been over if they knew.”
“I understand, my already not-active social life in high school would have been further non-active!”
We continued to chat the night away, learning about when we came out, how life has been since, and sharing various stories about any and everything. As the tab’s close and the we head out the door, he places him arm around my shoulder and leans in to whisper “don’t think me creepy, but you were always a happy sight in my class!”
Blushing, I returned the compliment and mentioned he was a happy sight to see this evening. And I was just going to continue the compliment, his lips met mine and eventually as did his tongue, and we made out in the parking lot. A few onlookers hooted and cheered, and it brought us back to reality, but we weren’t about to let this end here. He said “where are you parked?” I gestured to my car and he said “perfect, I’m right here, follow me, and be sure to keep up! ”
Hopping in my car, my hard-on is practically driving as I’m staying on him to ensure I’m not getting lost, but eventually we pull into his driveway and he greets me as I get out with another, more passionate kiss. He grabs my hand and pulls me into his home. With better lighting I can see him in a better way, his body even more defined and toned, his ass looking juicy, and his bulge straining to come out. Comparatively, I wasn’t as toned and lean, but I had a few inches on him in height, but his frame was perfection.
He made us a couple more drinks and he lit his fireplace while turning down the lights, creating the most intoxicating atmosphere. As he sat down, we clinked our highball glasses, took a sip, and his hand found my inner thigh. He caught himself and asked if that was okay, and I placed it back where he took it off, and moved it up to my crotch, as his smile told me he was happy I was controlling his hand. As he reached my bulge, he began kissing my ears and neck and I laid my head back moaning.
His other hand pulled my shirt up to run his fingers across my abs and chest, tweaking my nipples. My hand found the back of his hand and I massaged his hair, his light moaning encouraging me to continue before he moved to the floor before me and unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. As he peels them from torso, he buries his face in my briefs, smelling the musk the club caused, and starts licking my cock through the cotton tasting the pre-cum and outlining my member. He grabs the waistband and rips them down, my 8-inch cock flopping out but he hurriedly grasps it in his hand while licking my balls and hole. He begins stroking my shaft and furiously licking my ass, his breath warming my peach. His mouth then returns to my cock and he’s certainly no novice in sucking dick, slurping and bobbing the entire length.
Before I blow my load I pull him off, kiss him deep and push him down onto his floor as I remove his shirt and ravish his chest. I position my ass over his face and he returns to tonguing my hole. Before I can get him to stop, my cock simply can’t hold back and I shoot my load across his floor.
Catching my breath, I kiss him but move myself down his body to his jeans and run his crotch while undoing his jeans, revealing his briefs to me. Returning the favor he offered to me, I remove his underpants and take his thick 7-inch member in my mouth. He squirms and moans with joy as my mouth sets his member. Removing my lips from his tip, I gasp and move back up to him to kiss him while my fingers circle his hole and caress his ass. Catching the hint, he turns himself over and exposes his ass to me, its perfect shape inviting me to do more. He hands me lube and a condom and I slide into him as he arches his ass in the air and groans escape his throat.
We fuck from his floor to his couch, trying multiple positions, he never hesitating to re-position and control the pace. As we’re drenched in sweat and the fire lights our bodies, he grabs his dick and begins stroking furiously as his breathing get faster. He’a still bouncing on my dick, but his panting lets me know he’s ready and he shoots his load across my chest, spilling it down my abs. As he leans in for a kiss, our tongues wrestling, it’s enough to send me over the top and I let him know. He pulls me out of him and quickly turns around to suck me off and swallow my second load.
As our breathing returns to normal, we cuddle in front of the fire for the rest of the night. Mr. Aaron turns to me and smiles saying “while I didn’t teach you that in class, I’m happy you learned it somewhere since then!” I chuckle, kiss him, and we lie down to sleep and prepare for the next day.
He was a lean little twink, scruffy face everyday, tightest pants showing off what he had in front and back, and the most infectious, adorable smile where he often would blush and his cheeks dimple. He was fresh from college and it was his first year teaching, and his nerves showed for the first few months, but by the end of the year, he grew into his role and became more confident, but he was still a little shy and nervous most days.
Once I graduated, i finally hit a growth spurt and I would learn about working out and becoming a “fitter” person. I would also see him around town every now and again, saying hi and exchanging familiarities, but despite my imaginations would want me to believe, I assumed he was straight. Just a “vibe” I got from him.
Flash forward a few years later and I was in a club, bass thumping, lights flashing, and as I head to the bar for another drink, I eye someone across the way who looks familiar, but isn’t coming to mind. I head back and grab a seat and before long their heading my way with a stride that has them cautiously approaching like they recognize me but aren’t 100% sure. “Warren?”
I quizzically look at him, and he gets closer and my eyes can make him out: it’s Mr. Aaron! And he’s even more handsome than I remember but still has that smile and dimples that give him away. We shake hands and grab a table to catch up. It’s been a long time, lives are different, love lives are discussed, and startling new information is shared, like that he’s gay (and has been since college and teaching).
“Obviously I was terrified to tell anyone, my career would have been over if they knew.”
“I understand, my already not-active social life in high school would have been further non-active!”
We continued to chat the night away, learning about when we came out, how life has been since, and sharing various stories about any and everything. As the tab’s close and the we head out the door, he places him arm around my shoulder and leans in to whisper “don’t think me creepy, but you were always a happy sight in my class!”
Blushing, I returned the compliment and mentioned he was a happy sight to see this evening. And I was just going to continue the compliment, his lips met mine and eventually as did his tongue, and we made out in the parking lot. A few onlookers hooted and cheered, and it brought us back to reality, but we weren’t about to let this end here. He said “where are you parked?” I gestured to my car and he said “perfect, I’m right here, follow me, and be sure to keep up! ”
Hopping in my car, my hard-on is practically driving as I’m staying on him to ensure I’m not getting lost, but eventually we pull into his driveway and he greets me as I get out with another, more passionate kiss. He grabs my hand and pulls me into his home. With better lighting I can see him in a better way, his body even more defined and toned, his ass looking juicy, and his bulge straining to come out. Comparatively, I wasn’t as toned and lean, but I had a few inches on him in height, but his frame was perfection.
He made us a couple more drinks and he lit his fireplace while turning down the lights, creating the most intoxicating atmosphere. As he sat down, we clinked our highball glasses, took a sip, and his hand found my inner thigh. He caught himself and asked if that was okay, and I placed it back where he took it off, and moved it up to my crotch, as his smile told me he was happy I was controlling his hand. As he reached my bulge, he began kissing my ears and neck and I laid my head back moaning.
His other hand pulled my shirt up to run his fingers across my abs and chest, tweaking my nipples. My hand found the back of his hand and I massaged his hair, his light moaning encouraging me to continue before he moved to the floor before me and unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. As he peels them from torso, he buries his face in my briefs, smelling the musk the club caused, and starts licking my cock through the cotton tasting the pre-cum and outlining my member. He grabs the waistband and rips them down, my 8-inch cock flopping out but he hurriedly grasps it in his hand while licking my balls and hole. He begins stroking my shaft and furiously licking my ass, his breath warming my peach. His mouth then returns to my cock and he’s certainly no novice in sucking dick, slurping and bobbing the entire length.
Before I blow my load I pull him off, kiss him deep and push him down onto his floor as I remove his shirt and ravish his chest. I position my ass over his face and he returns to tonguing my hole. Before I can get him to stop, my cock simply can’t hold back and I shoot my load across his floor.
Catching my breath, I kiss him but move myself down his body to his jeans and run his crotch while undoing his jeans, revealing his briefs to me. Returning the favor he offered to me, I remove his underpants and take his thick 7-inch member in my mouth. He squirms and moans with joy as my mouth sets his member. Removing my lips from his tip, I gasp and move back up to him to kiss him while my fingers circle his hole and caress his ass. Catching the hint, he turns himself over and exposes his ass to me, its perfect shape inviting me to do more. He hands me lube and a condom and I slide into him as he arches his ass in the air and groans escape his throat.
We fuck from his floor to his couch, trying multiple positions, he never hesitating to re-position and control the pace. As we’re drenched in sweat and the fire lights our bodies, he grabs his dick and begins stroking furiously as his breathing get faster. He’a still bouncing on my dick, but his panting lets me know he’s ready and he shoots his load across my chest, spilling it down my abs. As he leans in for a kiss, our tongues wrestling, it’s enough to send me over the top and I let him know. He pulls me out of him and quickly turns around to suck me off and swallow my second load.
As our breathing returns to normal, we cuddle in front of the fire for the rest of the night. Mr. Aaron turns to me and smiles saying “while I didn’t teach you that in class, I’m happy you learned it somewhere since then!” I chuckle, kiss him, and we lie down to sleep and prepare for the next day.
