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It’s Monday.I fucking hate Mondays.I have French class now and that with my old ass fucking teacher.She should long be retired in my opinion but who cares.Im late as fuck too so she will probably beat my ass anyway so I don’t have to hurry rn.
I’m going to the auditorium to put my violin there.„Hello Pablo you seem to be quite late huh?” Asks a teacher as he’s walking up the stairs.„I know herr Plum im sorry I’ll hurry up” I say as I finally reach the auditorium.The auditorium is not very big.It has around ten rows of chairs which get lower with each row so you can see all of them from above.when you come in on the left there’s a storage room for all of the instruments.As I go to open the door I hear someone saying something or actually it’s more like someone screaming but it sounds weird not like their in pain more like pleasures?? And why am I kinda curious??
I move forward slowly, my violin completely forgotten, as I suddenly realise that there could be people around.I turn around and scan the area searching for anybody watching me but there’s no one,everybody seems to have gone to class.I turn towards the doors again and slowly start putting my ear against the door.Now I can hear it very clearly: somebody’s moaning and it’s not just anybody, it’s a guy more specifically it sounds like a teacher!
My curiosity takes the best of me and I slowly pull down the door handle and open the door slightly.The sight inside is truly shocking: on the rows of chairs there’s two middle aged men rocking against each other!
And even more shocking, I know these men: They’re my teachers!! Herr Nieves is laying on two chairs and herr schell is kneeing on top of him and rocking his hips against him.The chairs underneath them are rocking in the same rhythm cause of the strength in herr schells thrusts.„Ahh René,Rapido!” Moans herr Nieves as I unconsciously move the door further open to get a better look.
Suddenly the door creaks and I freeze for a sec before I get roughly pulled into the storage room by a large hand. As I slowly start taking in what’s happening I realise that I’m pined against the wall by non other than my German teacher,Herr pantuschky!
I look at him shocked as I feel something hard touch my upper thigh.I try to resist the urge to look down but I want to know if it’s what I think it is…it was indeed what I thought it was.Herr Pantuschkys erect member was pressing into my thigh!
Before I could think about the absurdity of the situation he suddenly grabs both of my hand and pins them above me against the wall.
I tried to wiggle my hands out but I wasn’t strong enough.i looked down at his face again which now had a hungry expression on it and was looking me up and down slowly.all of a sudden he grabbed my waist and pressed it against the wall and latched onto my neck while pressing his hard on into me.”H-Herr pantuschky..”he only grunts and continues sucking my neck and making flowers bloom.”what-What are you doing here?”I finally ask,”I was putting away instruments and they started doing that not kno I was here” he answers heavily breathing into my neck.Suddenly he starts moving further and further down while caressing me all over.He keeps going down till he reaches a certain spot where he stops and looks up.”Be a good boy and unbuckle your pants for me.”