Wednesday, September 1, 2005

Mrs. Bremer was in the locker room again, but this time, she followed Zach out instead of us. When we got to Ms. Lease’s class, Hunter leaned in to speak to me.

“It’s time I paid you back for yesterday,” he said, and then picked me up and placed me on Ms. Lease’s desk. I gasped as he took my penis into his mouth. He began deep-throating me as my cries of pleasure filled the classroom. “I’m cumming!” I yelled, and he pulled off me just as the first spasms of semen shot through my dick. He stood up, strands of my cum covering his face and dripping down his neck. Grimacing, he pumped his engorged cock until it exploded onto my chest. Then, he pulled me into a loving embrace and we kissed until the applause of the class brought us back to reality.

Just before class ended, I got called down to Dr. Weems’ office. I went to the administration building and knocked on her door.

“Come in,” she said. I noticed that Mrs. Bremer was also in the room.

“Am I in trouble for something?” I asked.

“Not at all,” Dr. Weems replied, “we just needed to get you out of class.”

“We have a plan to catch those bullies. When you leave, I’m going to follow you at a discrete distance holding a tape recorder. Hopefully, they’ll be waiting for you, and if they are, then we’ve got them.”

“What if they run away?”

“I’ve brought Hunter in on the plan, he’ll be waiting in the hallway to catch them.”

“Awesome!”

Mrs. Bremer nodded, “It’s certainly a unique way to deal with bullies. I’ll have to mention this in my report to the state; it will definitely assuage some of the legislators’ concerns.”

I left the office and headed for German class, followed shortly thereafter by Dr.