My senior year of high school I was a teachers aid for my history teacher.
45 years old, tall, brunette, and scruffy, Greg commanded attention. He was handsome, but the energy he gave off made him hot. He’d crack jokes, but he also ran a serious classroom. For that reason, he was intimidating, and everyone was eager to get on his good side.
When he offered up the TA position, I of course volunteered and took it.
Normally he’d have a class, but for whatever reason I was scheduled during his prep period, so it was just me and him, 45 minutes per day.
Every day we’d sit back to back. I’d help organize lesson plans and occasionally grad while he would work on lessons for later in the week. He’d sometimes play music or ask me about sports or the girls I was interested in.
Towards the end of the year, I was pretty obsessed with Greg. I’d start asking questions so he’d stand close to me. Every time he stretched I’d look over and see his happy trail as his shirt lifted up. We’d sometimes turn around in our chairs to face each other and I’d sneak a peek at the extra large bulge in his jeans.
One day, I noticed his laptop I worked on changed from being a static background to a photo collage. I was intrigued and minimized my window to get a better view.
There were a lot of nature pics, some pics of his dog and family. There were some photos of him at the beach shirtless which immediately gave me a hard on. He had a super hairy and muscular chest. His arms were thicker than current.
I turned to him and joked, “Hey Greg, you look ripped here!”
“Oh yeah that was last summer. I had just finished training for a triathalon.”
Now we were both looking at the photo collage together, him standing next to me as Triathalon photos started coming up.
In the swim portion he had a speedo on with a noticeable bulge hanging right.
“Normally I’d be in a wetsuit but the water was so warm” he said.
“Looks like it.” I replied.
I started to hide my growing bulge with my hand. I looked up at him and his eyes were still glued to the screen.
Next came some pictures of him in Lycra on his bike. His cock outline was clearly visible, going straight up. He had a big grin on his face as he’d just finished the race.
“I look pretty happy here huh?” He asked. “I had just finished.”
“Yeah…” My dick was throbbing at this point.
I look to my left and his crotch is eye level. His jeans were extra tight today and I could see his entire cock outline hanging to the right.
I was so confused what was happening. It felt like he was showing me these pictures on purpose which felt unreal.
I was not prepared for what came next. Greg went back to his seat and not long after, there were was a picture of him sitting down, totally rock hard in the sauna. My jaw dropped. His 8.5inch cock was showing through his towel and up past his belly button. In the picture, he had a huge grin on his face and his chest was glistening with sweat.
Before I could take a picture, the photo collage restarted. The school bell rang, I tucked my hard dick in my waist, and got up to leave.
“See you tomorrow” I said in my way out.
“See you” Greg responded and gave me a wink.
45 years old, tall, brunette, and scruffy, Greg commanded attention. He was handsome, but the energy he gave off made him hot. He’d crack jokes, but he also ran a serious classroom. For that reason, he was intimidating, and everyone was eager to get on his good side.
When he offered up the TA position, I of course volunteered and took it.
Normally he’d have a class, but for whatever reason I was scheduled during his prep period, so it was just me and him, 45 minutes per day.
Every day we’d sit back to back. I’d help organize lesson plans and occasionally grad while he would work on lessons for later in the week. He’d sometimes play music or ask me about sports or the girls I was interested in.
Towards the end of the year, I was pretty obsessed with Greg. I’d start asking questions so he’d stand close to me. Every time he stretched I’d look over and see his happy trail as his shirt lifted up. We’d sometimes turn around in our chairs to face each other and I’d sneak a peek at the extra large bulge in his jeans.
One day, I noticed his laptop I worked on changed from being a static background to a photo collage. I was intrigued and minimized my window to get a better view.
There were a lot of nature pics, some pics of his dog and family. There were some photos of him at the beach shirtless which immediately gave me a hard on. He had a super hairy and muscular chest. His arms were thicker than current.
I turned to him and joked, “Hey Greg, you look ripped here!”
“Oh yeah that was last summer. I had just finished training for a triathalon.”
Now we were both looking at the photo collage together, him standing next to me as Triathalon photos started coming up.
In the swim portion he had a speedo on with a noticeable bulge hanging right.
“Normally I’d be in a wetsuit but the water was so warm” he said.
“Looks like it.” I replied.
I started to hide my growing bulge with my hand. I looked up at him and his eyes were still glued to the screen.
Next came some pictures of him in Lycra on his bike. His cock outline was clearly visible, going straight up. He had a big grin on his face as he’d just finished the race.
“I look pretty happy here huh?” He asked. “I had just finished.”
“Yeah…” My dick was throbbing at this point.
I look to my left and his crotch is eye level. His jeans were extra tight today and I could see his entire cock outline hanging to the right.
I was so confused what was happening. It felt like he was showing me these pictures on purpose which felt unreal.
I was not prepared for what came next. Greg went back to his seat and not long after, there were was a picture of him sitting down, totally rock hard in the sauna. My jaw dropped. His 8.5inch cock was showing through his towel and up past his belly button. In the picture, he had a huge grin on his face and his chest was glistening with sweat.
Before I could take a picture, the photo collage restarted. The school bell rang, I tucked my hard dick in my waist, and got up to leave.
“See you tomorrow” I said in my way out.
“See you” Greg responded and gave me a wink.
