Chapitre 2: ch 1. minjoon "camera boy"
namjoon walked calmly trough the school. he was early, so had enough time. he strolled into the teachers lounge and got his coffee. other teachers were already in. he liked his job, he liked the school. he even liked his students. everything was great....on the outside.
jimin whistled and jumped the hall to the teachers lounge. he needed to turn a homework in, he forgot the day before. he knocked and walked in. "morning...mrs. scoma, here are my papers" "morning, jimin. thanks for bringing them. please be more focused next time" "of course and thank u too" jimin gave his sweetest smile. he noticed his fav teacher and gave him a little wave with his hand. he really liked mr. kim. he was very smart, handsome, good listener and a great advicer. mr. kim winked and jimin looked pinkish. namjoon smiled.
jimin was a student to notice. namjoon immidiatley had his eyes on him. he was cute, talkactive, sweet, but could be very manly, if provocted. he danced beautifuly, he looked very good. namjoon had to rip his eyes from him from time to time. he knew jimin was dangerous for him....fatal.....
"wait jimin, i ll go with u, i have to do something in my classroom. whats your first period?" "ugh...maths" joon grinned. "maths... yeah..." they walked slowly the hall down, laughing and talking. joon enjoyed those moments. but.... he was his student. he was his teacher.
*fucking tease* joon thought, watching jimin walking away. he would have him before lunch break. the day was slow, outside was sunny, warm, the students were okay today. in his thoughts, joon didnt notice jimin standing next to his desk. "woha.... yes, jimin?!" "do we really have a test today?" "yeah" jimin pouted. "come on. u are good in english." jimin pouted more and walked to his own desk. he was right infront of joons. as the teacher gave out the test, jimin had an idea.
since joon started to work, jimin had his eyes on him. he had vivid wet dreams about him, jimin thought that he was in love with him, or really really hot for him. he didnt know what, but it wasnt important for him. he wanted him.
joon sat back on his desk and the kids...teens.... started their tests. jimin didnt really focus, he pouted, glanced to his teacher and noticed his sight on him. *thank u mother! for buying me those shorts!* slowly he let his hand trail his naked thighs. shoved the short pants a bit up, rubbing softly his own tender skin. joons eyes almost plopped out. he was staring so hard, jimin grinned. "mr. kim? i cant understand this question" joon flinshed and almost jumped up to help his student. jimin was disappointed. he pouted and wrote something on his sheet of paper. joon came back and sat down again. unvoluntary he looked at jimin again. now watching him pouting and lip biting. the bell put him out of his trance. jimin waited until he was last and gave joon with a cheeky grin his test.
joon inhaled deep and got his things together. he would grade at home.
"hm....what an idiot....cant even write his name right...pff...." joon mumbled, while he was looking through the tests. finally he had only jimins left. "lets see how much u have progressed... uhm....what the fuck?!"
*dear mr. kim
dont freak out, but i want u. i want u in me, moaning your name out, feel your tongue. i want to taste your cock, i want my hands in your hair, i wanna taste your sweat. at least u should give me a skypecall. i wanna watch u and u should watch me.
regards, jimin*
"regards?! is he fucking screwing me?! what the hell....." he saw jimins number and mailadress. "shit"
jimin waited. would he take the bait? he made sure, his door was locked, his body showered and prepared. the ping made him jump. with trembling fingers, he opened the screen. there he was. he looked pissed and immidiatley scowlded him. "this is not okay, jimin! not okay! if somebody else would read your paper, i would be in deep trouble! i would ...." "but u are here now. i saw u checking me out, not only today!" joon stopped with his rant, he looked at his student. he sighed. "what u want, jimin?" "didnt i wrote that down?" "yes, u did, but...." "no buts" jimin smiled and removed slowly his clothes. joons mouth fell open and just watched him. jimin could see the deep breaths joon was making and knew he had won.
only in his briefs, he touched his body, circled his nipples with a finger, eyes glued on the screen. joons eyes were big. nice. he teased him more. rubbed his abs and the soft skin on the insides of his thighs, spread them wide in the process. joon didnt noticed that his tongue hung out. he just starred at the boy, touching himself. he was trancefixed.
jimin started to sound his pleasures, softly moaning, purring. joons throat felt very dry suddenly. he gulped.
jimins hand traveled to his crotch, playing with it. joon scooted closer to the screen. he wanted a clear sight. seductive, jimin turned around, on hands and knees, gave his teacher a nice view on his butt and slowly removed the last fabric from his body. joon had sucked his underlip in and with a loud plopp, he released it again. jimin grinned, buried his face into a pillow. he thought joon was sexy and now really funny. so eager to see it all. with lube smeard fingers, he circled his hole, looked over his shoulder from time to time and gave joon some delicious, but airy moans. he didnt want his parents to hear anything, tho they were downstairs and watched tv.
joon gulped again. he took a sip from his wineglass and stared into the screen. saw how jimins finger disappeared into that hole, thrusting in and out, moaning to it in rythm. he saw, how that hole moved, after jimin removed his fingers, how jimin softly and needy said his name. he saw the dildo and how jimin fucked himself on it. how he whined his name, how he licked over his lips, how his face looked. joon was on the edge of exploding.
jimin fucked the dildo until he came with a small cry. he panted and turned around to his teacher. finally satisfied for a long time, he cleaned the huge amount of his own juice away.
joon coughed and emptied the whole glass. he was painfully hard and just noticed it now.
jimin came close to his computer and tilted his head. "now u, show me" joon inhaled deeply and stripped out of his clothes, not as sensual as jimin, but... didnt matter. jimin took a sharp breath when he saw joons hard muscle. "wow" he whispered. joon sheepishly smiled and rubbed his neck. "come on, show me" jimin whined. "show u what?" "how u handle yours" joon grinned and stroked his cock. painfully slow for jimins taste. "show me, how u fuck" "huh? how?" "fuck a pillow, let me see, how u move your hips" jimins stare was almost to much for joon, but did what he was ordered. jimin saw everything. he watched his teacher, humping a pillow, but it was the sexiest thing for him. he saw the muscles in the buttcheeks moving, he saw the dick, rubbing against the fabric of the pillow, he saw pearls of sweat running down joons back, he saw his back muscles working, he heard joons groans, he saw the dance of muscles in joons arms, how his face changed with every thrust. jimins eyes were fixed on joon, blindly stroked himself, encouraged his teacher with his moans.
joon tried to catch his breath and watched jimin, as he was deliciously licking his lips and touching his body.
"thank u mr. kim" "namjoon, when we are out of school" jimin smiled. "i want more, namjoonie" "pffffffff.... u are killing me" "not yet" jimin grinned.
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