THIS ISN'T ME (boyxboy)

CHAPTER 17

My next classes passed quickly as I always zoomed out while the teachers kept on talking. The bell rang, telling us school was over. But just as I wanted to leave the room my teacher called my name. “Francisco can you please stay in class for a couple of minutes, I need to talk to you.” I surprisingly looked up and nodded. What should he have to tell me? I waited until the classroom cleared out and went sitting on one of the desks. Mr. Smith sat on the one opposite me. “So… What’s this about?” I asked. “You seem so abstracted in my lessons lately, Francisco.” “Call me Paco, please.” I said. “Why do you hate being called the name your parents gave you?” he asked confused. Ugh, how dare he to call those people my parents… This world is fucked up. “I don’t know, I just don’t like my name” I shrugged it off as cool as possible. I didn’t want anyone to get suspicious. “Umm, okay then, but tell me… Paco, what’s bothering you? You always used to be such an enthusiastic student. And now you act like school isn’t even important to you anymore.” He said. “umm, I guess people… change?” I slapped myself mentally as it came out more as a question than a statement. “Paco, don’t lie to me.” “I’m not lying to you!” I shouted a little too loud. I stood up and went to open the door, but a strong arm turned me abruptly around. I had to admit, this guy was freaking hot, but way too old for me. “Don’t run away from your problems Paco.” He said while walking closer to me. I backed up until my back was pressed against the wall. What was happening? “I- I have nothing to tell you.” I almost whispered. “Than what are those bruises on your face every week, and that limping from time to time? You don’t have to hide anything for me Paco.” The end of the sentence was whispered in my ear, yes, he came THAT CLOSE. I closed my eyes for a second, but this totally didn’t feel right. He was my teacher, okay he was fucking hot, but I’m not a slut! I’ve been ‘hanging out’ with 3 guys at the same time and I wasn’t going to add any more persons to that list. “umm, I don’t have any-anything to hide, believe me.” I said awkwardly. I quickly escaped from him, rushed out of class mumbling a quick “bye” and ran down the hallways, out of school. Well, that was weird… I was quickly limping towards my car while lighting a cigarette. “Woah, someone’s in a rush.” A hot raspy voice called after me. “Riley? What are you doing here?” I asked surprised while blowing out some smoke. “Oh, you know, talking with some people and hanging around.” “But, there’s nobody here.” I said while scanning the rest of the parking with my eyes. “They already left, silly.” he chuckled. “Right, well, umm I’m going home so... bye I guess” I awkwardly said thinking about our previously events. “You going home already?” Riley said while walking my way. “Umm… yeah, my parents were mad last time I didn’t come home, they expect me to be home soon.” I said. “Why were you so late anyways?” Riley asked while staring at my face. The thought of my weird situation with Mr. Smith came rushing back and I started blushing immediately. “umm nothing, the teacher had asked me something about his lesson.” I quickly said. “Are you blushing? Paco, tell me what happened I want to know who can make you blush except me.” he had a jealous look on his face and this made me blush even more. “Nothing Riley, the teacher just asked something.” I tried to convince him. “Which teacher?” “Ummm…. Mr. Smith.” It looked like he understood immediately and he mouthed an “O” but his face was quickly covered in an anger look. Why is he angry? Oh shit, did I say something wrong? “You think he’s hot don’t you?” he asked giving me a glare while coming closer to me. “What? No!... Or maybe a bit, but not that much, I mean, he does have a hell of a hot body and beautiful lips which look very kissable and soft, with nice cheekbones and some hell of blue eyes, but…” I kept on rambling to myself until I felt some lips hardly crashed on mine. I was surprised at first but quickly responded as I felt a familiar warm and tingling feeling in my stomach. He roughly pushed me against my car, talking about some frustration. I moaned while he rubbed his hips against mine and started biting down my neck. “R-Riley we’re in public” I stuttered while breathing heavy. “So what? There’s nobody here” he mumbled in between kisses. I wanted to protest but couldn’t bring anything out since he was sucking on my soft spot. sweet. I thought. He suddenly opened the door of my car and pushed me in the back. I leaned on my elbows and looked up at him. He quickly crept on top of me with a smirk on his face and closed the door. “You aren’t going to… ahhhh” I threw my head back as he began to touch the bugle in my jeans while kissing my neck. “You think he’s hot? I”ll show you that I’m the only one you’re even going to want.” He whispered seductively in my ear. “mmm” I responded. He eagerly took off my shirt and put my pants down a bit. While trailing kisses down my abs he slowly licked at the waistband of my boxers. Not much later, he was fucking me hard and fast on the backseat of my car. Both moaning and sweating like hell, while the windows were fogged. This was one of the most hot scenes in my life, it was like in movie, magical. I moaned deep while breathing his name. “Oh god Riley, we have to do this more often” I said in between heavy breaths. “I know, you’re so fucking hot” he responded. “ahhh shit I’m gonna cum” he moaned while throwing his head back. “m-me too, oh god, oh shit, yeah right there!” I screamed while he hit a certain spot. “ahhh fuck!!!” he moaned with such a deep voice, it surprised me. After we both came we quickly cleaned up the sticky stuff a bit with some wipes. While putting or clothes on again we stepped outside for some fresh breath and to ventilate the car a bit since I couldn’t see shit because of the fog. I stepped outside, lighting my cigarette and zipping up my pants as I heard a door closing from the school building. I looked up to see Mr. Smith standing there, with a smirk on his face. I shot a panicking look to Riley, who returned a frightening look. I mean c’mon, we were both shirtless, zipping up our pants with a steamy car behind us. Both with messy hair, swelled lips and sweaty as hell. “Umm hi Mr. Smith” I said while awkwardly scratching my neck.  “Don’t have too much fun you guys” he said with a wink. I stared at him shocked, he’s a teacher, he’s supposed to give us a speech of 30 minutes and throw a bible at our heads, why is he so outgoing? “Right…” I awkwardly said. “By the way, I’m supposed to tell you because I’m a teacher, but you know smoking is unhealthy right?” he asked. “Yeah, off course I know.” Is said confused. Then he just walked off, lighting his own cigarette. Me and Riley shared confused gazes but shrugged as we smoked up our cigarette. “You need a ride home?” I asked. “Nah, it’s okay my car is over there.” He pointed to some parking a little further. “Alright, I’ll see you in class then.” I smiled at him. “See you in class babe.” he said as he gave me a kiss on my lips. I couldn’t keep that smile off my face the whole ride home, until I reached my house. “Fuck, I don’t want to do this right now.” I said to myself. But I knew that if I didn’t go home tonight, I would be so dead next day. So I got out of my car anyways. I silently opened the front door, hoping my dad wouldn’t hear me. But the luck wasn’t mine today. As soon as my head peaked behind the door, a big hand grabbed my collar and dragged me inside. “I hope you have a good reason to be this late you fucker!” my dad shouted at me. “Umm… my teacher wanted to talk to me… I didn’t tell them if that’s what you think” I quickly added as I saw his face turn red. He smacked me across the face where a burning sensation was left. “go to your room, I don’t want to see you anymore today. Not even for dinner, understood?” he sternly said. “Y-yes” I answered him with a little voice in fear.

 -a short chapter, I'm sorry it's a little short and not that good or so but I'm so busy with school lately, it's almost unhealthy. Anyways, let me know what you think! Or tell me if something's wrong either.

~picture of Mr. Smith on the right