Good relationships are ..good but dysfunctional relationships with a lot of angst and stuporousness is better :) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sunlight clawed at my eyelids and my left leg burned with pins and needles. Raising a hand to try and block out the blinding light, I slowly moaned my way to a awkward sitting position. Something really heavy was cutting off a...
It wasn't for the money, nor for the lots of free time most people seem to think it gives you, but I love being a teacher. Already as a teen I couldn't think of anything else I'd want to do with my life, and that's still very much the case. This lead to being a history teacher in a small town high school. After a few years of awkwardness and clumsy teaching,...
All in all, my senior year of high school had been a pretty good one. I had made some new friends, joined the track team, and thankfully had finally built up the courage to come out of the closet to my parents and a few close friends. It was a big relief to feel like I could completely be myself with regards to dating, although I did occasionally have to ski...
"Turner!" shouted the P.E. teacher. Turner looked anxiously back towards where the shout had emanated from. "Get in my office, at once!" bellowed the teacher. Turner hurried nervously into the P.E. teacher's office. "And close the door, Turner!" shouted Mr. Murray. Turner swiftly obliged. "Turner, at the end of last lesson, do you remember what I told you m...
"Class dismissed." I shot up out of my desk, grabbing my binder and pencil. I was the first out of the room. Finally science class was over. Our teacher, Mr. Raed, was hated by us all. He made calculating formulas torture. My best friend, James, joined me. "Thank God!" he sighed in relief as we got into the hallway. "I thought the bell would never ring."...
After telling me that there was much more he wanted to do with me, Mr. Hawkins helped me off the floor of the shower stall and up to my feet. I could still taste the salty load of cum he had just sent down my throat. Our eyes locked once again in intense passion, and I tilted my head in expectation of another kiss. Instead, Mr. Hawkins pulled back from me....
"And a ten-inch cock." "You're shitting us now," Oliver said. "Yes, I'm shitting you," Porter answered. "But, really, I would want him to have a nice cock on him." "Well, high on my list is that he has to be willing to take out the trash without being asked to," Adrian interjected. "And put the toilet seat down too?" someone asked. They all laughed. "No...
"No Dustin," Jacob Gordon said as he leaned over his student's shoulder. "That's not a debit - it's a credit - and that should go over to this column. You know better than that." "Oh yeah," the young man said, scratching his long blond hair with the eraser end of his pencil before before correcting the mistake, and as the senior citizen looked over the shou...
Elmer Gantry was drunk. He was lovingly, loquaciously drunk. Or something like that, Alton thought, as he saw the bar still open. Its Christmas lights gleaming and gaudy. Its cardboard Santa in the window emptily haughty. Some cars in the parking lot. The snow falling roundabout. And the night late when the cold wind blew. All the seasons of love, Alton deci...
Dear Readers, As promised, here's Chapter 5. I hope you enjoy it, and as always, I'm happy to hear what you think. All these stories are just kind of me toying around with different stuff. And, to give credit for what is used in this story so I'm in compliance with Literotica's submission guidelines... The song lyrics featured in part of this chapter are fr...