Student/Teacher
It was almost 12 AM when Mr. Kim had finally finished up with his teaching assignments in the teacher's office.
He left the teacher's office and made his way down the hall.
As he approached the end of the coridor, he saw a light on in one of the classrooms suddenly turn off.
Although rare, it wasn't unheard of for students to participate in overnight stays as a test of courage.
Sometimes students would even use the school as their own free love motel, although that too was rare.
Mr. Kim entered the classtoom and turned on the light.
It appeared empty but Mr. Kim wasn't convinced.
His eyes swept all around until his attention fell on a large cabinet.
He braced himself as he opened it and was startled to find a student from his homeroom class, Jeon Jungkook.
There were a few snack wrappers and empty cans littered about.
Mr. Kim
Jungkook, what are you still doing here?
Mr. Kim
Night class ended a few hours ago.
Jungkook hugged his knees and looked down.
Jungkook
I don't have anywhere else to go, sir.
Mr. Kim
Why can't you go home?
Jungkook
I don't have one.
He placed a sympathetic hand on the boy's shoulder.
Mr. Kim
Are you serious, Jungkook?
Mr. Kim
How long have you been staying here?
Jungkook
For about a week now.
Jungkook
My mom abandoned me a few months ago and I've been trying to make it on my own.
Jungkook
I had a part time job at the convenience store but I got fired for stealing some of the food.
Jungkook
Without the money, I couldn't afford to stay overnight at the bathhouse anymore.
Jungkook
So I've been here.
Jungkook's eyes welled up with tears. Mr. Kim's eyes became glassy too. He had no idea how tough things were for his student.
Jungkook
Please just this once, teacher, look the other way.
Jungkook
I'll find a new job and once I start making some money, I can go back to staying at the bathhouse.
The teacher took the boy into his arms and hugged him. The dam burst and Jungkook's tears started to flow.
Mr. Kim
I'm so sorry that this is happening to you, Jungkook, but I can't let you stay here.
A look of panic appeared on Jungkook's face.
Mr. Kim
I can't let my student live like this.
Mr. Kim
You're coming home with me.
Jungkook's doe eyes looked at him in awe.
He started to cry again but this time it was tears of joy.
He gave his teacher a big hug.
Jungkook
Thank you, Mr. Kim.
Jungkook
You're the only person in the world who cares about me.
The ride to Mr. Kim's apartment was a short one.
They grabbed their things and headed inside.
The apartment was small and quaint, just the sort of place Jungkook pictured Mr. Kim would live.
Mr. Kim pointed to the couch in the living room.
Mr. Kim
You can sleep there for now.
Mr. Kim
It's late so you can take a shower in the morning.
Jungkook set his stuff down beside the couch.
Mr. Kim
Would you like a quick snack before bed?
Jungkook
No, sir. I ate earlier.
His stomach growled loudly.
Jungkook blushed, embarrassed. Mr. Kim laughed.
Mr. Kim
I'll fix you some ramen. It won't take long.
Taehyung sat the bowl of ramen in front of Jungkook.
Jungkook
Thanks for the meal, teacher.
Mr. Kim
After eating go straight to sleep. We have a busy day ahead of us.
Mr. Kim went to his room.
After he was finished, he stripped down to his boxers and laid down on the couch.
Some time passed but he couldn't fall asleep.
He couldn't believe that he was in his favorite teacher's house.
His body thrummed with excitement.
Jungkook rose from the couch and softly padded to his teacher's bedroom.
He opened the door and peaked in.
It was dark inside save for the glow from Mr. Kim's phone illuminating his face.
Mr. Kim looked up at Jungkook.
Jungkook
I couldn't sleep...
Jungkook
Can I sleep with you?
Mr. Kim
Okay... Just this one time.
Jungkook grinned and hopped into bed with his teacher.
Mr. Kim set his phone on the nightstand and turned his back to Jungkook.
Jungkook laid on his side, facing him.
Some time passed with Jungkook's eyes focused on the back of Taehyung's head.
He felt an overwhelming need to touch him.
Jungkook scooted closer so that he was almost spooning his teacher.
Mr. Kim could feel the student's breaths on the back of his neck but said nothing.
Then Jungkook pressed himself even closer, his chest was against Mr. Kim's back.
Jungkook's arm wrapped around the teacher's middle.
Mr. Kim
What do you think you're doing, Jungkook?
The student didn't answer him as his hand disappeared underneath Mr. Kim's shirt and caressed the skin there.
The teacher spoke, voice a bit shaky.
He had the nerve to sound innocent.
Jungkook didn't listen as he moved his hand even lower until it disappeared into Mr. Kim's pajama pants.
The student's fingertips teased the teacher through the fabric of his underwear.
He said with no real bite to it.
Jungkook cupped him through his underwear and kissed his nape.
Jungkook
Do you really want me to stop, teacher?
In all honesty, Mr. Kim did not want him to stop, but he knew that this was a dangerous situation to be in.
If anyone were to find out, he would lose everything he worked so hard for.
Jungkook
You're not answering so I guess that speaks for itself.
Jungkook finally put his hand inside his teacher's underwear and took his hard on into his hand.
Mr. Kim let out a low, breathy moan.
The hand on him tugged nice and slow making him grow even bigger.
Jungkook
Oh, teacher. You're so big.
Jungkook whined biting his lip.
He could feel himself grow inside his boxers too.
Mr. Kim knew this wasn't a good idea; he knew that a teacher and a student should never cross the line like this, but he could no longer hold himself back.
He turned to face his student and crashed his lips into his.
He swallowed down all the cute little moans that fell from Jungkook's lips.
Jungkook pulled back to break the kiss.
Jungkook
Mr. Kim, I need you inside.
Taehyung was caught off guard by that.
Mr. Kim
Are you sure about that?
Jungkook
I've been... training myself.
He was thankful that his teacher couldn't see him blush given how dark the room was.
Mr. Kim's brain almost short-circuited.
It awoke something primal inside the man.
He maneuvered them so that Jungkook was on his back and Mr. Kim was hovering above him.
He pulled the boy's boxers down and off, leaving him completely bare.
Then he reached over into the drawer of the nightstand beside the bed and felt around until he found the love gel.
The teacher drizzled a generous amount onto his fingers and made short work of working the student open.
Jungkook writhed around on the bed getting used to the long fingers inside him.
When Mr. Kim thought it was enough, he pulled his own pants down, poured some love gel into his hand, and coated his length with it.
He aligned himself with the boy's hole and pushed his way in.
Jungkook cried, his body tensing up.
Mr. Kim
You have to relax.
Mr. Kim kissed his forehead and then his nose.
Jungkook tried to, but it proved to be a bit difficult for him.
Mr. Kim
We don't have to do this.
He pulled out of him and laid down beside him.
Jungkook straddled the man's lap.
He held Mr. Kim's length is his hand as he sank down slowly on it until it was all the way inside.
It was a tight fit, but it hurt less this way.
The student lifted himself up and dropped back down.
He kept going up and down, working at a steady pace.
Soon he was going faster and moaning loudly as the bed creaked beneath them.
Mr. Kim's low moans could also be heard, and it only pushed Jungkook closer to the edge.
Jungkook
Teacher, I don't-
Jungkook
Sir, I don't think I can keep going.
He collapsed on top of his teacher, exhausted.
Mr. Kim cradled the boy in his arms as he planted his feet on the bed and plowed into the limp body on top of him.
Jungkook moaned uncontrollably as he held only Mr. Kim for dear life.
Then he came with a loud cry and Mr. Kim came after him, filling him up.
The two of them fell asleep soon after.
He took a shower and made breakfast for them.
He had enough time to think about the events that transpired, and he greatly regretted them.
He shouldn't have been so impulsive.
He was the adult; he knew better.
He was supposed to be Jungkook's teacher, his mentor, but he took advantage of the boy in his time of weakness.
The smell of food woke Jungkook up.
He stumbled into the kitchen area and joined Mr. Kim at the table.
The tension was palpable.
Mr. Kim
Jungkook, I'm sorry.
Mr. Kim
Last night should have never happened.
Jungkook stared into his plate instead of looking at him.
Mr. Kim
Let's just put the whole thing behind us and move forward as teacher and student.
A minute of awkward silence passed by before Jungkook spoke.
Jungkook
You think I'm going to let you go after having a taste of you?
Jungkook finally looked his teacher in the eyes.
He looked like a completely different person, eyes dark and dangerous.
Jungkook
I lied about everything.
Jungkook
It was all a ruse to get here.
Jungkook
I'm not homeless.
Mr. Kim blinked at him in disbelief.
Jungkook
If you ever even think about trying to end things, I'll tell everyone that you forced yourself on me.
Mr. Kim couldn't believe what he was hearing.
Jungkook
Who do you think they'll believe, you or me?
Jungkook
You'd lose everything.
Jungkook smiled at him as he put a spoonful of food into his mouth like he didn't just threaten his teacher's livelihood.
Jungkook
Go ahead and eat up, teacher. We have a busy day ahead of us.
Comments
Kayth'D
speechless 😶😶😶
2024-03-16
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Kayth'D
wow that's so true 😏
2024-03-16
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Kayth'D
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2024-03-16
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