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Hannibal lecter loved art, he always has a taste it since a young age and till now. At the moment he was failing his art college classes and that thought made him embarrassed, he loved the class he loved art and he was not failing any other classes but that one.
Everyone was leaving the class room as Hannibal walked up to the teacher desk, Mr Graham. “Hello Mr Graham” Hannibal was nervous and he did that enjoy that feeling much or at all. Mr Graham looked up at Hannibal, the man had beautiful blue eyes that made hannibal feel like he could get lost in them, curly brown hair that was in some messy short pony tail; it fitted him. The white flowing dress shirt with a black belt with black Jeans. Hannibal was staring and he prayed it wasn’t noticeable, could he be blamed when his art teacher literally looked like a piece of art?
“What do you need hannibal” Hannibal blinked slowly when the other man voice broke him out of his train of thought. He liked his voice he was just finding out. “I am not..doing great in your class as you can see. Id like to night study’s with you” The 18 year bite on his lip softly and Hannibal felt he could shot myself, this was very much unlike him. Being so nervous and asking for help? Hannibal most of the time needed no one. He was a smart boy.
Mr Graham did not respond for a full minute and Hannibal could feel his gut twisting with worry and he thought he could throw up if his teacher did speak soon “Yes..that would be fine. Met me at the school 6pm, okay?” Hannibal felt his body relaxed at those words and it hope it wasn’t too painfully obvious. “Yes..thank you Mr Graham” His teacher only gave him one last work then returned to his work which Hannibal toke that as a sign to leave.
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Hannibal was freezing as he waited outside of the school in the dark, he had a coat on of course but his body refused to care about that and it just let him freeze to death. He saw a car head lights pull up in front of the school and then Mr Graham voice as a window rolled down “Get in the car. You look like ur about to freeze” Hannibal did not hesitate to listen as he opened the passger door and got inside.
The car was not bad. It had dog hair in it which did bother the spoil boy(man?) but he decided not to speak about it. They did not try to start conversation.
Mr Graham turned on some metal music, Hannibal wasn’t sure who the band was but he thought the music was decent. Once they made it to his teacher house; which was a hour drive and hannibal forced himself not to fall asleep and he could hear Mr Graham giggles at him.
The house was in a place of nowhere but it looked nice and cozy and warmly so Hannibal liked it, he thought it suited his teacher. He was lit into the home and sat down Mr Graham couch. “I already have everything we need sat down on the table so let’s get started, yeah?”
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Hannibal wasn’t sure how long he sat there listening to Mr Graham and doing everything he was told too. He wasn’t sure if he likes this one on one teaching. It’s been going on for some days now and Hannibal was doing better in his classes now and he was thankful for that. Mr Graham was interesting and nice with him, he found it interesting that he was. I mean he could still be mean but he was nicer.
They were finishing up some notes Hannibal before the 18year old spoke without thinking “You remind me of my mother, so nice and delicate” hannibal mumbled out without thinking about what he said and he felt his cheeks warm up and his eyes widened and he looked at Mr Graham.
Mr Graham only titled his head in assumed at this( Hannibal assumed). Hannibal was not assumed though, he was rightfully embarrassed “Your funny. I don’t think i should.” Hannibal only stared though at him
His cheeks were red and his heart was racing. It was bad, so bad. Hannibal didn’t think about his body response as he pinned his teacher(HIS teacher.) on the couch they both were sitting at. “Don’t be too rough with mommy now, Hannibal” the younger one slowly blinked processing what was just said and whimpered quietly in a response. Mr Graham only let the first smile he shared with Hannibal play on his lips.
Hannibal felt a hand come up to his cheek and he didn’t move or push it away, he wasn’t looking at Mr Graham though, too embarrassed of what he might see even if he would adore to look into those blue eyes “Sweet boy, so much older then you and you seemed to be enjoying this?” Hannibal whimpered again not responding with actual words awhile his cheek was being rubbed softly and loving like a mother would with her som.
Mr Graham pulled hannibal down onto him for a kiss and Hannibal did not fight back, he didn’t know how to kiss though. Sadly he was a virgin in everything and Mr Graham seemed to notice this as he started to guide and be the dominant one in the kiss and Hannibal just followed his lead like a puppy would.
Hannibal let out a soft moan as the kisses deepened and Mr Graham was tasting every ich of the younger one mouth and Hannibal was helpless and he was the one on top. Hannibal was hard and he tried lift his hips to grind on some part of his teacher because his body was starting to react down there but when he did that he got a smack to the face and he moaned into the kiss. He did not tried to do it again though, he was scared of being punishment.
The taste of his teacher lips was like heaven, it was sweet and a bit bitter from the taste of the cigarettes he smoked earlier but Hannibal enjoyed it but when Mr graham pulled away Hannibal couldn’t help but feel needy for more. “Mommy…” he whimpered out pathetically and he saw Mr Graham smile more.
“Take off your pants, son, mommy wants to see you” Hannibal got off of will and stood up in front of the couch and Mr Graham got up as well and grabbed Hannibal roughly too his bed room, he liked the roughness though. Once they got to Mr Graham bed room Hannibal did not waste anytime to start taking off his pants and it felt good to let his hardness be let out.
Mr Graham did not let Hannibal fully undress himself as he started to take off hannibal boxer and then his shirt. Mr Graham was still fully clothed and it made Hannibal feel pathetic and his cock throb. Mr Graham enjoyed having power over him, enjoyed the fact he was younger and more easily to groom and Hannibal enjoyed it too.
“Sit son” Mr Graham hands suggested Hannibal to sit in his lap so he did “Goodboy” He felt those words mumble on his neck and then the soft lips of his teacher kissing him and biting him and Hannibal couldn’t help the sounds that came out of him, it was pathetic, he felt pathetic so pathetic for his moaning and whimpering and squirming in his lap just from kisses and biting. Mr Graham hands grabbed his son’s cock and started to rub at the tip of his dick.
Hannibal was even more of a mess “Mommy—fuck, more please, please” Mr Graham Son through his head back onto Will shoulder and the biting on Hannibal neck continued “You want more? Tell me what you need from mommy” Mr Graham voice was low and full of lust and Hannibal whimpered more “Jerk me off..please mommy” Mr Graham listened to the younger one and started to move his hand up and down on his shaft and hannibal was a mess, such a mess.
Mr Graham found the mess beautiful though as his hands moved a bit faster and hannibal was close to coming “Mommy!— close,close,clooose!!” His mommy moved his hands a bit faster and hannibal came in his fucking older teacher hands and it felt good so good. Hannibal was taking deep and heavy breaths and trying to get his thinking about since he was sure this was over but it was not.
He was no longer in Mr Graham lap and he looked up to see the older one getting undressed and taking off his shirt. “You cum fast son, you are a virgin hm? You want mommy to take that from you?” Mr Graham looked down at him fully undressed and Hannibal progress on thinking properly failed again, the man was beautiful. So perfect every little crave and detail and the two scars under his nipples were beautiful. He loved it.
“Mhm, please mommy” Hannibal eyes were pleading and his mommy let out a soft groan as he made his way to his dresser grabbing something and coming back to Hannibal and putting it around his neck that was already bruising “Thats a collar. You’re mommy little boy, you understand that right?” Hannibal felt nervous again at this news but nodded his head up and down and he earned a smile with that “Goodboy.”
Mr Graham made his way onto the bed and laid down and Hannibal followed him but he did not lay down “I want you to fuck me son, fuck your mommy well good. Use your cock to make mommy feel happy” Those words made the younger one body shiver in pleasure
“scared of hurting you..please tell me if i do”
“You won’t hurt me, son”
With that Hannibal lined himself into his teacher and pushed himself slowly into him and they both gasped in pleasure and Hannibal did not move till he was told too “Move son, you got this” the voice was soft and motherly so Hannibal listened and started to thrust into the tight man it felt good.
A feeling that Hannibal has never had and never really had the feeling to get but now he was in love with it he loved the way it felt the tightness around his cock. Mr graham was moaning and groaning under him and Hannibal was whimpering pathetically and mumbling mommy under his breath as he thrust in a good pace but as he kept fucking into his teacher the sex got messier and needier.
Hannibal was ponding into Mr Graham with gasps and the older one was moaning mess and giving Hannibal praise “Your doing so—so good son, give mommy more.” “So good—“ the praise was driving Hannibal insane and his brain foggy and ponding into the older one without care of hurting him. He felt Mr graham nails dig into his waist as he thrusted and it felt good. He gasped when felt the collar around his neck being pulled out and he let out a loud pathetic moan.
“Bite my neck.” Hannibal did not hesitate to listen to the command that was given and he leaned into Mr Graham neck more biting it and pushing himself deeper in Mr Graham and heard the sound of pleasure that came out and Hannibal was obsessed with the sound his mommy made.
“Son, you fuck mommy so good.. im close. Fuck me son. Fuck me till you can’t.” Hannibal whimpered and bite down more into Mr Graham skin drawing blood and he pulled away with blood on his teeth and blood dripping from his Mr Graham neck. His teacher pulled on the collar harshly still and Hannibal thrusted faster and deeper into Mr Graham and the sounds in the room were loud moaning and whimpering.
He felt the older one twitch and squirm under him. Hannibal was close and he wasn’t sure how long he would last, he was embarrassed he was going to cum this fast “I need to cum. Cum in me son. Cum in your mommy.” Hannibal felt his cock twitch in his teacher and he held the older one down and started to cum with a gasp and a whimper. He could feel Mr Graham coming with him.
The room was now full with heavy breathing and panting and Hannibal pushed himself out of Mr Graham and cum and sweat was on the bed. He would never forget this day. “You did great hanni.” Mr Graham spoke softly and Hannibal looked at him and pushed himself closer to and curled onto him. Their neck body’s making each other warm. “Can i stay?” Hannibal asked a bit embarrassed “Of course. We have to clean up in the morning.” Will pushed Hannibal into his chest and pulled the covers around them and played in hannibal hair till they both fell asleep.
Hannibal loved his mommy very much, Will Graham loved his son very much.