“Good morning class, welcome back, I hope you all had a wonderful summer.”
The start of term is one of my favourite times of the year. A fresh start, and a chance to impart wisdom on impressionable young minds. One of the most important things when meeting a new class is making sure you get to know your students, and that they get to know you.
I introduce myself. As I write on the board I can always feel they eyes of horny, teenage boys checking me out. With some of them, I kind of find it sweet, but sadly, there’s always a few who just have to take things too far.
I hear a wolf whistle as I’m writing my name down, followed by a chorus of laughter. Sadly for him, I see his reflection in the window.
“Now now class, settle down…” I pretend like I didn’t hear it. As I turn and look straight at him he shrinks in his seat and blushes. Oh… I think I’ll have a little fun with him.
“Now… who’d like to get in my good books early, and help me with handing out the textbooks?” Several boys hands shoot up. I smile and them and something else shoots up, then they gingerly lower their hands. As much as they want to be in my good books, I guess they don’t want to have to walk around with a hard-on in class. What a pity, I do like to see them squirm.
I look at my new admirer. “Hello young, man, what’s your name?”
“Jimmy, would you be so kind as to pass these books out?” He nods nervously. “Oh, and as you’ve so kindly agreed, I think you should sit here at the front. That way you you’ll be right where I need you… so you can hand them out easier next time.”
When he’s finished and sat down I, I lean in to thank him.
“Thank you Jimmy, aren’t you just the sweetest boy?”
His eyes bulge, and I can tell that’s not the only part of him bulging right now. His jaw drops and he has the look I always see on a boy’s face, right before he embarrasses himself in front of me.
He lets out a stifled groan and I know he’s just blown his little load in his pants. I hear a couple of others across the room and several chairs scrape on the floor, which tells me he’s not the only one. Something tells me I won’t have a lot of boys volunteering to get up an write answers on the board today. Shame.
I’d like to just make them all stand up and show me what they’ve just done. Maybe line up at the front for an inspection. See who the biggest “Teacher’s pet” is today.
I’ll be checking them out as I walk around the class throughout the lesson, but a quick look down lets me know Jimmy is going to be hard to beat. Maybe he really is a sweetheart after all…
“Are you OK, Jimmy?” I ask knowingly. “You look a little flushed. You’re not… coming down with something are you?”
“Are you sure? Do you want to get up and go see the nurse?”
The blush fades and he turns white. “No, Miss… I… I’m fine!”
Thought so. I don’t think I’ll be having too many problems with this class for the rest of term at least. Aside from a lot of boys needing frequent “Bathroom” breaks of course.
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