I got inspired by this tweet I saw. Shout out these guys 😋
Anyways here’s a little drabble :3
Grading was the last thing on Rylands mind. He had stayed late to try and at least achieve some sort of dent in the pile of students lab assignments on his desk, but it seems you had other plans for this late Friday evening.
Rylands hands are gripping tightly on the shelves around you both, panting against the palm of your hand. His hips jerk forward, stuttering and barely able to keep his knees from buckling underneath himself. He lets out a whimper from underneath your hand, eyes rolling back at the pleasure you’re giving him. You shush him softly, feeling the breath from his nostrils on the tops of your fingers.
Behind him, you rest your chin on his shoulder, whispering into his ear, “C’mon Mr. Grace….you would want anyone to hear you, would you?”
A quick little whine in response is muffled from beneath your hand. The only other sound filling the small, cramped janitors closet you had pulled him into being the slick sound of your other hand jerking him off. His pants were only unzipped far enough for you to pull his cock out, so both of you were still fully clothed.
You both knew that at this time of day at the middle school it would just be you two, as most of the cleaning staff had also gone home at this point. But, the idea of someone catching you seemed to really get Ryland going. You had pulled him in by his tie, tugging him into the janitors closet the moment he walked past.
You pause your motions to run your thumb across the sensitive red tip of his cock, spreading the pre-cum that had continued to spill. This elicits yet another muffled whimper from the man as he tries to buck up into your hand, desperate for you to continue jerking him off.
You tsk at him, leaning your head to the side to whisper into his ear. “You’re being so good for me Ry…such a good boy…” you say, breathing hot air against his ear. The sensation of it weakens his knees and he lets out another whimper at the sudden increased movement from your hand, slick with pre-cum.
With your chin back on his shoulder, you can see his face. His hair is a mess, sticking up on random spot. Sweat beads along his forehead, daring to drip down onto his flushed cheeks. His glasses sit askew, almost falling off if it weren’t for your hand right beneath his nose. His eyes are slightly open and rolled back, relishing in the pleasure you’re providing. He looked absolutely delicious.
His dick throbbed within your grasp, twitching as he got closer and closer to his climax. Additionally, he got more fidgety, hand moving from a death grip on the shelf to hold onto the arm over his mouth. His knees threatened to give out from beneath himself, leaning back into you for support.
His muffled moans and whimpers ramped up, getting louder and more frequent the closer he got.
Finally, he lets out the loudest groan yet, shuffling and twitching beneath you as ropes of white cover the back of the janitor door and your hand. His hips buck up into you at the slight overstimulation as you work him through his orgasm. His chest heaves, out of breath, slowly coming back from his arousal-driven haze.
You finally quit your ministrations the moment he begins to whine from the overstimulation. You take your hand off of his mouth and he pants breathlessly, satisfied to be able to breath properly.
His hands grip onto the shelves once again to hold himself up, and he lets out a long, shaky breath, shoving his limp cock back into his pants.
You look around the closet and find some paper towels to clean off your hand. Once he catches his breath, he turns around and faces you. His mouth covered with drool from when your hand covered his mouth.
“…I…I might need those too…” He states softly, motioning towards his mouth and the few drops that spilt onto what were his favorite pants, which hopefully wouldn’t stain.
You let out a chuckle, using a paper towel and wiping his face off. He lets out an embarrassed smile and take the paper towel from you once your done and wiping his pants off.
“We are definitely doing this again, just so you know.” You say reaching around him to wipe down the door.
His dick throbs at the notion, slowly hardening once more as an idea comes to mind.
