For The Love Of An ‘A’

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For The Love Of An ‘A’For The Love Of An ‘A’By: Londebaaz ChohanCouple of days off from school is great, although being sick and I mean really sick was a big price to pay. I remember suffering from a whole day of ratcheting feeling of nausea and throwing up. A stomachache and low grade fever for 3—4 days and a whole lot of the shebang of different medications kept me away from school but the worst was when I was told that I shall have to take the Sociology test that I had missed within the next 2 weeks as a must. I shall not take Sociology as one of the subject to pass, if it was not compulsory. No specific reason but I just hated the subject. I know, I might have not realized the true applications of all those assignments and projects along with the project reports and always suggesting some new community projects that sociology groups could accomplish. Anyhow, long story short; now I had to take the test as a must. I growled with much more disparaging sound than I ever did going to the Sociology class because this was a test and no less, it was after the school, while everybody else was gone and I was here for this painful affair.Now for all fairness, I must confess that my Sociology teacher, Mr. Levy was the only one good thing about this class. O’ hell no, I am not gay but I am also not a homophobe. Mr. Levy had been in the navy as well before being a teacher here but only for a very short tenure. He was very young but looked even younger than his age of 26. He had a strong muscular body and looked a hot stud. I am not saying that Mr. Levy was a gay nor I had any hunch but still he was a big dirty fantasy for me and I had never had any gay fantasies or I should say, I never had a dirty fantasy about any boy in my class or any other teacher of mine other than Mr. Levy. This was still no help to feel better about taking the test and especially after the school hours.“Hello Chuck, I am glad you are not late”. Mr. Levy had a very certified and compulsive voice which was another turn on for me about Mr. Levy. He was also very professional in his dressing, which was always a nice suit, a white or a light blue dress shirt, tie and matching socks and always a dress shoes. I only remember, just being pleasant in my hello back response but nothing far too good than a grumble still. Mr. Levy looked at me, saying; “We are only two here. Let us walk to my office and I shall mark some papers, while you take the test”. He unlocked his room and gestured me to take the seat across the big mahogany desk. He took the chair, handing me the test and the answer sheet. It must be no more than 10 minutes and I realized that I had skipped about half the questions or even more because, I did not know the answers, thanks to my zero interest in the subject. Most of my grades were good and this would certainly drag me in a hole, I thought before handing back the answer sheet to him. I was almost certain that I might be detained for another year in my senior year at school because I knew, I was failing in this subject very badly. I did not need the good grades in this test but at least an ‘A’ if not better. Mr. Levy was busy, marking the papers with his head down, as I stood up in front of him. He did not utter a word but his eyes were speaking so loud that I just could not stay silent and said, “Sir, I am done already”.“Done”? He looked at me and I don’t know if he was shocked as in surprise or enraged in anger. O’ fuck! I was already out of breath. “Mr. Levy sir, is there something that I can do for some extra points on this test”. I appealed, knowing full well of asking for something that bakırköy escort was not possible. Mr. Levy was known to be very strict and never gave extra credits. He roared back at me. “Extra credits! for what”? I knew, my asking was almost ridiculous but his response was much harsher as well.“Anything, sir, I shall do anything”. I did not mean to say but I have no clue, why those words came out of my mouth. “What do you mean, anything”. Mr. Levy was still soar.“Sir, I shall wash your car every day for the whole year, I shall come to your home and mow your lawn for the coming season, if I knew where you lived. I shall even carry your bags when you come to school or even when you leave”. I was literally begging. “Hmm, anything”. He probed. I could not read any special expressions on his face.“Yes sir, anything”. I answered quickly.“Chuck! I do not know, if you are aware that I am a navy man and in the navy, if you are asking for a favor out of merit, or let us only say; if you are asking for a favor, you are willing to give up your ass or take the ass. He had pushed his chair back with his thighs, stood up, moved to the door and bolted it. None of this sank at that moment nor I had noticed any significance to, what he said but my sub-conscious was telling me that I was caught off guard by his very open and almost unprofessional attitude and his clear verbiage. I wanted to clarify, “Mr. Levy, I do not…”.“It is very simple, Chuck. You want me to help you on this test, then you will have to help me for what I need, unless you are willing to fail”. He had arrogance, conceit and smugness all pasted on his face.I swear, I was still not understanding that this hot, hard bodied, a navy soldier was asking to fuck me for the ‘A’ in my test score. If yes; did he think this was a punishment or only the price of my demand and his joy. I had very little time to decide plus, I did not want to give an impression of having made a consensual decision without knowing full well of what was on his mind. “OK Mr. Levy”. I replied as my brain was still processing the information provided so far and he asked me to get under his desk and I crawled under his desk as he walked back to his chair. I think, I was pretty gone so far but liked his command; the man of my fantasies. He took his seat as I tried to make myself comfortable under the desk on my knees and hands. My face was hardly inches away from his heat emitting crotch and I was breathing faster and shallow. Sweat was already forming on my forehead in anticipation. His hands fumbled a bit to find his zipper and quickly unzipped his pants. Now totally unhesitant, he reached into the open fly and next second produced a deadly pink semi stiff cock out in the open. It was pretty dark under there because there was no window in the room, curtains were already drawn in front of the bolted door. From what I could see, he was still not completely hard but quite hung, to say the least. His all shaved pubis, cock shaft and the balls seemed to be throbbing, making me nervous. I had been sucked by plenty girls and knew, how and what was the most joyful step mutually.“Are you waiting for any orders, Chuck! Go ahead, suck my cock now”. Mr. Levy sounded very sure. I dived in so rapidly that his cock slapped my cheek, making me back off a little but in the next lunge his quickly stiffening cock was in my mouth. Mr. Levy moaned aloud as my lips hardly got around the thickness and only couple of inches slipped in my mouth. This was the best I could do. I held his pink meat bar and began masturbating him, my head also trying beşiktaş escort to move up and down on Sir Levi’s moist cock, getting larger and thicker in my mouth as he moaned. “Yes Chuck, continue an ‘A’ grade job to get you an ‘A’ in your grades. Mr. Levi was suggesting during the deep guttural moans. My head was bobbing around my teacher’s thick penis, being careful not to take much into my throat. Now, he was also moving his hips as he sat in the chair forcing to shove more and more in the back of my throat but pulling out fast, giving me a complete mouth fucking under his desk. Soon his sighs and muttering was changed to talking obnoxious and dirty, repeating the fuck word, made me focus on my teacher’s navy trained penis. “O’ fuck! You are going to make me cum, bastard bitch”. He was close to shoot his lava and his language was becoming utterly nasty. I could feel his cock stiffen and his balls knotting in my hands. Being there many a times myself, it was easy to feel his cock muscles tighten in my grip and with a huge surge his cock jolted. I was thinking more about my grades when I braced myself for the moment of truth but with less than a split second to spare; Mr. Levy pulled back his huge pole out of my mouth with a plop and dumped the milky white drink all over the desk.“Get out of there, you fucking pig. If you want an ‘A’ in this test, you have to fuck me at least ‘A’ grade or better”. Honestly, I had no clue. First I thought, he was going to make me suck him and shall dump and make me swallow his precious life drink. Suddenly, as he pulled and squirted out of my mouth, hardly giving me a minute to think, what next; I was very sure, hearing him asking me to fuck him with a grandeur. I was so horny, as I crawled from under the desk and stood up, wiping my chin with my cuff. Mr. Levy took off his shoes without even undoing the laces. The suit came off in a hurry and he tossed it on to the chair. Then unbuttoning his shirt, he let it fall behind him on the floor. I got a look at the navy trained almost naked body in the boxers, with his limp cock hanging out of the front slit. He had no chest hair, slab like pecks and thick arm muscles. I was really amazed to see a tiny patch of black hair, from just below his belly button, going down into the boxers to the base of his cock. His close to 6” dick was astonishing but looked pale against my 8” plus size but thicker than a horse. I could see slight bit of fear as well as the desire in his eyes, thinking of my monster going up his asshole still held in the underwear. He turned a little and bent over to open his desk drawer, giving me a full view of his no hair lump of butt muscles looking so tight to hide the orifice in the depth. This time, I willingly wanted to fall on my knees to lick those round, hard globes while reaching the hole inside with my tongue. I could see he had pulled a small bottle of lube and a bottle of poppers. “You cannot fuck, if you do not get out of the clothes”. Mr. Levy tried to be funny and I snapped out of the magic spell, his naked body had casted on me. I was sure to fuck my teacher now. For my age of a high school senior, I was taller than him, almost as muscular and also taut and tough due to being an active athlete. I began to strip. I also had no chest hair and very little facial hair as well but full growth of pubes which I had shaved about 2 days back. I dropped my shirt and next, I undid my jeans and pulled them down with my branded underwear to expose my man pole for him still not fully hard and needing stretched also. He looked at my beylikdüzü escort cock while I saw a smile as well as the concern on his face.Now he came around, handed me the lube and leaned over the desk with his butt towards the ceiling. His lips were almost near the large globs of his semen, he had squirted on the desk. I could see, he was about to lick the desk clean. His one hand was extended to me for the lube to be squeezed on it, which he began spreading and whipping over his asshole. I also joined him and started slipping my lubed fingers inside his solid puckering hole, making him jump a little while polishing my pole as well. I could see him open the poppers and take a long sniff, while seeing my dick ready and eager to get inside his anus as I helped to part his cheeks making him feel my blunt cut cock head at his entrance. I knew, I had to show no remorse, shoving my dick in him after he had told me to fuck him grandeur for receiving better grades in my today’s test. I jabbed as rough as possible while summoning all the force, I could in the Sociology teacher’s love box. He cooed with pain as I inched inside him, gently pulling back but only to thrust rough, back inside him. Mr. Levy was moaning with a mix feeling of pain and pleasure inside his rectum while he licked his own cum from the desk top and took a hit of poppers as well at intervals. He had the audacity to keep asking for a blatant fucking while I pondered strange thoughts of fucking my teacher so rude and raw telling him that he had a real fucking tight ass to enjoy the gay delight but how could a decent student say all this, so I did not. The sound of my balls slapping off his ass, as I pumped in and out of him was very loud to make me worry that the grounds keeper might hear it, if he happened to pass through the corridor. With constant ramming inside him without mercy, total pleasure began to spread not only in his ass but in his body and soul as well, making us both moan in unison. He was also bucking his hips, arching his waist with the intensity of me riding his ass and fucking him better than he expected. My pace was reaching the blinding speed for a while but then dying down, making us both sweat like pigs but keeping him skewered on my long member. I was so glad with my performance for fucking my teacher with different paces and rhythms and having no desire to cum until, sir Levy had started begging to let him have me throb, flex and spasm in his anal canal and fill him up with my breeding sperms. I wanted to tell him to shut up and ride my cock for my selfish sexual pleasure but I did not dare because of the utmost respect I had in my heart for my teachers. With each of his groaning plea to cum already in his ass, I bounced still harder to fuck him with vengeance. His hairless slapping in my lap was crushing my balls. O’ my God, I was almost going blind; as I fucked him on and on with my full 8 inches’ meat pole and making sure, he also loved my performance in his ass. After good half an hour or more, I felt my cock getting stiffer and longer along with my balls getting knotted as well. I gripped his waist and gave him one final hell of a thrusting to rip roar in his well-fucked ass tunnel until, I knew I could edge no more and my expanding dick crashed his anal muscle walls to wrap my flag pole.The hair stubbles at the base of my dick brushed against his ass as he took my full length in his anal hole as I began to spew in him contraction after contraction, withering after withering until my juices began flowing out of his ass and crawled over his cock, crushed at the edge of the desk to drip on the floor. Feeling my orgasm subside and my jolts coming to end, Mr. Levy extended his arm, opened the middle drawer, pulled out a red marker to place an ‘A+’ on my answer sheet and drew a big circle round it. The end. Your comments please. Londebaaz Chohan January 30, 2020.

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