The Classroom

The Classroom The Classroom

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

A teaser. Sometimes a best friend can be very useful ;)

Summary

A teaser. Sometimes a best friend can be very useful ;)

Content

Submitted: May 22, 2015

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Content

Submitted: May 22, 2015

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I'm sitting in class, bored out of my mind. The teacher is droning on about something to do with the world war; honestly, couldn't the system get someone more enthusiastic about their work? Apparently not.

 

My best friend turns to me and whispers "you're bored, ey, Ashley?".

I groan almost inaudibly and whine softly "yesss, Roy, I'm so bored".

He chuckles and I continue to tap my fingers on the desk, earnestly awaiting the bell to ring. A few seconds later, a voice comes over the intercom: "All learners are to stay in their classes until the end of the day." Groans and sighs were heard from the class.

 

I turned to look at Roy, my best friend for over 5 years, he'd grown into himself these last few months. Growth spurts, brilliantly toned muscles from all the gymming and sports. I bit my lip and looked at him from under my lashes as he turned, looked at me and smiled. I slipped a hand onto his back and gently started tracing patterns, with a terribly bored expression on my face; he looks at me, slightly confused but doesn't say anything and continues to "concentrate" on the lesson. I shift closer to him, close enough so that I can wrap my arm around him or invade his space.

 

He shifts and our shoulders bump. I grin innocently and put my hand on his knee, tracing patterns on it. Still, he concentrates on the lesson. I slide my hand further up his thigh, pausing everytime he tenses. Teasingly, I go higher, then trail my fingers downwards.

 

Mr Wade has ceased to teach and is sitting at his desk, doing God knows what. I lean forward, my hand still inching up and down his thigh, and I gently & quickly brush my lips against his. No one notices as we're right at the back and everyone is busy doing their own thing. Roy's eyes look different, not hazel brown anymore but a molten caramel, its rather enticing. He growls softly at me, so that no one else hears.

 

"What. Are. You. Doing."

I smirk at him and whisper innocently "keeping myself from dying of boredom".

 

Mr Wade stands up and asks for the curtains to be drawn, he pulls out the projector and sets up speakers then bids the class to seat themselves. "Might as well watch a movie, since it seems like we're stuck with each other. Romeo and Juliet? No? Okay, what about Macbeth?".

 

I smile to myself.. A rather hot idea forming in my devious little mind. I shift away from Roy, putting some space between us. Once the movie starts and I'm sure everyone's occupied I "drop" my pencil case. I gently shift my chair and get down on my knees, searching for my pencils. I trail my fingers up Roy's calf and up his thighs, I can feel him tense beneath my touch. My fingers suddenly at his crotch, I deftly unzip his pants and slide my hand into his pants. He is as hard as a pole and as hot as a furnace. But he's covered with gorgeous silky boxers. I groan softly while rubbing my nose gently against his crotch before creating a sort of suction cup with my mouth and sucking his through his boxers. I feel Roy's hands on my head and as I look up I know he's struggling to keep quiet.

 

Biting gently before unbuttoning and pulling his little buddy out, I hear him moan and try to hide it as a cough. I lick Roy's length, swirling my tongue on his tip before stopping completely, gathering my pencils and then sitting back in my chair.

Roy gives me a death stare and I smirk at him

"hii there, Roy. How're you?"

"Don't play innocent, you minx. You'll pay for this" he whispers back to me.

 

~~~~~~ To Be Continued :P


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