Cole sat in a chair facing Principal Matthew Figata, listening to him recount the list of grievances his teachers had with him.
“I know what you want,” Cole said. “All day you see young guys like me come in here. I know you check us out, thinking of our big, young, sweaty cocks, desperate for a taste. I’ve got a big one that I know you’d love… and I’m happy to give it to you. All I want in return is a little slack.”
“No, that’s not appropriate. I’m your principal and you can’t talk to me like that.”
“Oh no?” Cole grabbed his bulge, holding onto a thick, concealed piece of cock that Mr. Figata’s gaze quickly fell to. “I won’t tell anyone… besides, I think you’d enjoy sucking it.”
Mr. Figata’s mouth watered. He felt dizzy and confused, but the hunger deep inside him rose to the surface. It seemed crazy, but he couldn’t pass up the chance.
Cole smiled and stood up, giving Mr. Figata a glimpse of his raging hard-on in his shorts. Mr. Figata stood up and met Cole, standing inches from him. Cole pulled his cock out of his shorts, practically smacking Mr. Figata’s face as it swung out of the waist band. Cole’s nine inch tool was bigger than Mr. Figata imagined… absolutely perfect.
Cole couldn’t believe how well Mr. Figata could suck. It didn’t take long before the older man was desperate to take off his pants and offer his hole to the young man. Frantically, Mr. Figata pulled off his shoes and socks, sliding off his trousers and revealing his naked body to his student. Mr. Figata hid an incredibly muscular body, well tanned and toned and smooth as fine leather.
Mr. Figata bent his ass over his desk, breathlessly awaiting the moment Cole would take what was his. Cole pressed the tip of his cock to the warm, tight sphincter of the older man. Mr. Figata let out a groan of pleasure as his face made a big, satisfied smile.
He gripped onto the older man’s hips, feeling himself get close to cumming, but held off. He wanted to really enjoy the older man’s body, and wasn’t going to blow his load too soon…
