22 year old Zayn Malik sat at the front of his English 6 class. He scanned the seating chart to make sure all the students were in their proper places. It was a hot day in July and the students at Skyway High were sweating like pigs in an oven. Skyway High is an all boy private school that was completed in the year 2010. Although it was a private school, the school had no uniform policy because administration believed in freedom. They also believed that having your child attend a school that costs $8,000 a year was outrageous.
Zayn Malik came to the United States to learn about American culture and to teach British Literature class. The bell had 30 more seconds before it rang, making any student who walks in after the bell late. His class with 6th graders was the biggest of all his classes. You see, Skyway High actually is one big building that is split into two sections. One section is middle school. Middle school is from grades 5 through 8. High school is from grades 9 through 12.
Zayn was already up at the board writing today’s lesson for the students when the door slammed. Slowly, Zayn turned around and was met with the blue eyes of his neighbors son. Niall. Niall Horan is a brown haired, and stubborn American kid. Hes the type of kid to make an entrance just because he feels like it. Zayn always made sure to keep an extra eye on this kid. Niall stood at the door just looking at Mr. Malik with eyes that said 'where do I sit?'
“Niall. You're late. Why?” Zayn asked with a displeased look. “I was in the bathroom.” Niall said, still standing at the door. He wasn't even making an effort to move. “Well are you gonna stand there like a twit? Or are you going to sit down?” Zayn said, turning back to continue writing on the board. “Right, Okay so you want me to sit on the ceiling? There aren't any more seats left.” Niall said with an annoyed tone. He still stood in one spot. “Niall I don't care where you sit as long as you aren't blocking the door way.” Niall rolled his eyes at his teacher and pulled a chair up to the teachers desk. There, he unpacked his bag and took out his school supplies.
The students just learned about pet peeves. They were all currently writing a 3 paragraph story about things that annoy them and why they find it annoying. Zayn was seated a few inches away from Niall. Niall was clad in a tank top that was decorated like an American flag. Zayn was on his computer typing up his “in-case-of-emergency” substitute teacher plans. When he finished he looked over to Niall and saw that the boy was really concentrated on his writing. Zayn focused and Nialls paper and read “And the more annoying part of it is that the boy I like is really old and doesn't even like me.” Zayn immediately looked away from the boys paper and turned red. For some reason the though of having a homosexual boy sitting next to him excited him.
When the day was over and all the students left, Zayn was in his class room grading papers. He heard the door handle jingle and he looked up. He saw Niall standing there with his beautiful blue eyes and his slim, boyish looks. “Mr. Malik.” Niall started. “Hello Niall. Whats up?” Zayn asked. Niall turned red and looked to the ground. “Nothing. Just didn't want to walk home in this heat just yet.” Niall answered. Zayn looked at him. “What time is your mother expecting you home? You shouldn't keep her waiting.” Zayn said. “I told her I was going to stop by my friends house after school but its too hot for that.” Niall said with a red face still. “Well don't worry Niall. I will drive you home in a few minutes.” Zayn said. Niall smiled and walked closer to his teacher. “Thank you.”
Niall sat next to his teacher for about 30 minutes before he started getting bored. “I'm bored.” Niall whined. “Don't worry. I'm almost done.” Zayn responded. Zayn was about done grading his last paper when he read the name at the top. 'Niall J. Horan'. Zayn, then remembered what he read on Nialls pet peeve paper. Zayn knew he should not have but he asked anyways. “So Niall, who was your paper about? You said it was a guy that you liked?” Zayn thought of what his next few words should be. “He's just this guy that I talk to.” Niall said. Thank goodness he spoke up first. Zayn would have said something he might have regret. “Niall. You can talk to me if you want. I went through the same experience of a first crush when I was growing up.” Zayn was looking into Nialls eyes. “Yeah, but you didn't have a crush on another boy, now, did you?” Niall replied. Zayn looked down at the blue eyed boys paper and decided that he would just mark the paper with a “10/10”, (its an A+) and drop the conversation. “This kind of talk is really not appropriate between a teacher and a student during school.
Niall looked down, thinking Zayn was uncomfortable with homosexuals, and felt ashamed.
On the car ride to Nialls house, the heat was unbearable. Zayn stopped the car a few blocks away from the school and started stripping. He wore red and blue basketball shorts and a red beater under. Niall looked at Zayns legs. His eyes trailed up and eventually reached Zayns bulge. And Zayn noticed. Zayn liked the feeling of Nialls eyes on him. So Zayn put on a bit of a show for him. He began to think of Nialls small body riding his adult cock on his couch and Zayns penis lengthened rapidly. The shorts Zayn was wearing bunched up and Niall was staring at the tip of Zayns long, throbbing dick.
“C'mon lad, pull you're shorts down.” Niall didn't even hesitate. He did as he was told and his long (for his age) dick stood to attention. Zayn reached over to it and grabbed it from the base. Niall let out a loud grunt and reached over to try and pull Zayns shorts down. When he succeeded, Niall began to stroke Zayn faster. It was a lot more work for Niall because Zayn had a massive, thick, cut, penis standing at about seven, maybe eight inches and Nialls hand could only take so much. The two boys were approaching their homes and decided this was enough for today. Zayn parked his car in his drive way and looked in his rear view mirror. He noticed Nialls parents weren't home. He looked and Niall and saw that he was thinking the same thing. “We finish this now.”
When the door finally closes and is locked, Zayn picks young Niall up and dry fucks him against the door. Zayns rock hard dick is grinding against Nialls hole and the boy bites Zayns neck. While fucking against the door, Niall removes his shirt and is put down momentarily to remove his shorts and boxers. Zayn too strips naked and then picks Niall up again. This time, Zayns bare cock is sliding between Nialls ass cheeks. “Kiss me.” Zayn commands and Niall does. The two share a lust filled kiss involving more tongue than anything else. “I'm gonna fuck you're lights out.”Zayn growls and positions his cock to penetrate the pale brunette Niall. “Ah! Fuck! Fuck!” Niall screams as Zayns long, fat cock reaches a quarter of the way in. “SHIT! Take this cock Niall! Ride me good Niall!” Zayn yells. Both boys are sweating a copious amount and the bodily fluid only makes fucking Niall easier.
“Own me!” Niall yells and Zayns black and hairy pubic area finally come into contact with Nialls ass. “Ah! Ah! Ah!” Nialls yells many times. Zayn is pulling out and pushing back into Nialls hole. Tearing the boy apart. Zayn is also making loud grunting sounds. The two boys make their way to Zayns couch where Zayn lays Niall on his back and pulls out all the way, only to ram his fat cock into the small boy. “Shit!” Niall yells and comes into his and Zayns chest without warning. “Fuck Niall! I'm Gonna fucking cum! Where do I cum?!” Zayn yelled, not knowing where the young boy wanted Zayn to release his man seed. “FUCK! INSIDE ME!” Zayn continues to fuck Niall. “Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! I'm Coming, I'm Coming! SHIT! FUUCK!” and Zayn cums deep inside Nialls ass.
A few moment go by and both boys are still on the couch panting and sweating buckets. Zayn looks to Niall and rubs his bare, pale stomach. “Are, *inhale exhale you, *inhale exhale okay?” Zayn asks. Niall is still laying on has back, staring up at the ceiling. He waits a few moments and then, finally speaks. “If we wanna continue this, you can't tell anyone.” Zayn lifts Niall up and lays him flat on his stomach. Both boys are now chest to chest. Niall kisses Zayn. “I'm glad you agree.” Zayn replies. And like that, a dirty, illegal relationship is started.