A Teacher’s Mistake - Part III (Patreon)

Chapter Three

Dylan carried Scott all the way inside the lockers room and into the showers. There was no one around, only the teacher and him. And, Scott was in no position to defend or assert himself.

“Strip down,” said Dylan, “It’s an order.”

But Scott didn’t move. The weight of his shame was too much. So, Dylan took charge and began undressing the teacher. At first, Scott didn’t notice, but when he was in nothing but his undies, he began protesting.

“Stop,” he said, trembling, “What are you doing?”

“We cannot have our coach in wet pants. Can we?” Asked Dylan, inspecting Scott’s white undies that were now a soft yellow, “These are cute. My little brother wears them too.”

Without saying anything else, Dylan pulled Scott’s pants revealing his manliness; or lack thereof.

“How big is it? An inch or two? That’s smaller than anyone in the team. And we have some sissies around here,” said Dylan, inspecting Scott's penis, “There’s barely any hair in here.”

Scott didn’t protest or say anything. Dylan’s warm touch and rough hands were enough to make his little penis react. Even at its full extension, it was still no bigger than Dylan’s pinky finger.

“Are you enjoying this, you perv?”

Scott shook his head.

“Your body doesn’t lie.”

“I’m not enjoying this,” said Scott in between sobs.

“You are getting hard by a student touching your…I honestly cannot call it dick. Let’s say your princess parts, shall we?”

Scott kept sobbing. He had never been as ashamed as he was now, and that was saying a lot as he was bullied constantly when he was in school.

“What is it? The thought of a real man touching you. Or perhaps you like the fact that I’m younger. It’s okay. I’m eighteen,” said Dylan, chuckling, “I think we can have some fun with this though.”

Dylan removed his pants, exposing his massive manhood. It was veiny and hairy, and it smelled like a real man. Compared to Scott’s, Dylan’s was the ultimate cock; and that only helped to make Scott feel even more ashamed of his current situation.

“Do you want it?” Asked Dylan.

Scott shook his head.

“I’m not gay.”

“Are you not? I’m not gay either. But, you are also not much of a man, so it won’t count.”

Scott felt nervous. Part of him, and he didn’t know how big that part was, wanted it. However, he was not going to do it. He just needed his clothes, and he would run. He would run very fast into his car and he would never be back in the school. He would have to find a new job. He would…

“What are you waiting for?” Asked Dylan.

Scott avoided his eye contact.

Dylan sighed. He gently grabbed Scott’s chin so that he would look him in the eye.

“Look. It will be our secret.”

Scott shook his head again with tears running down his cheek.

“I’ll even get the boys not to say anything about your…accident. I know you want it, so go ahead. Suck.”

Scott trembled.

“Why me?”

“You are cute. I think you’ll make for a pretty baby. More than anything, because I can make you, and I like that.”

Scott didn’t say anything at first. He just stood there, feeling the cold sensation of his pee drying against his skin. He looked again at Dylan. The student was handsome, to say the least, and Scott couldn’t help to like that he was interested in him. No one this handsome has ever been interested in being with him, not even as friends. Then, he looked at Dylan’s massive cock. It was gorgeous and so big that Scott thought he wouldn’t even be able to keep it in his mouth.

“I guess you don’t want…”

Scott kneeled immediately.

Dylan smiled, “Good girl.”