Thread: Reforming My Grades (For Farcry)

Jason hit the snooze button twice before finally getting up out of bed. Not being a morning person he had planned in the snooze button hits into his schedule for getting ready in the morning. The tall youth sat up ruffling his hair before he noticed his morning wood. Oh, Ms. Parish, this is for you. His large cock twitched as he thought about his new teacher. He'd already planned a couple ideas out with his good friend Evan to make sure that his buxom teacher didn't turn him down again. With newfound excitement he hopped out of bed and went down the hall to the communal bathroom in the boys dorm, carrying his toiletries and his school uniform. Placing them in a cubby just inside he then went into one of the showers to strip down and take a quick shower. Yet his hardness wouldn't go away as he thought about the new teacher in her high heels, her skirt... Soon he found his hand wrapping around his thickness and pumping up and down along the length as he thought about Ms. Parish. He thought about her bent over his desk, sitting on his desk, in her chair, against the chalkboard, the various positions and scenarios ran through his head as he stroked himself growing in intensity. Water ran down over his lean teen body until it was mixed with his semen that launched across the shower stall splatting in thick globs against the far wall as his body shuddered in his explosive release. Biting his lower lip he made sure not to make any noise as other boys were in the bathrooms getting ready for the day. Finished with his shower and masturbation he quickly dried off and brushed his teeth. Getting dressed in the school uniform he rarely bothered with the top button or tightening his tie. The rules didn't matter to him, he'd already proven that he'd follow enough rules to not get busted but break them to show his own style and control. Due to his time in the shower he no longer had time for breakfast but quickly grabbed up an apple and banana which he ate as he made his way across the school grounds from the the north end boys dormitory to the main school building where his first class and Ms. Parish awaited him. Jason gave pleasant smiles and waves to some of the other students as he passed them. Most of them owed him something, having helped them out with grades, personal life, financial issues. This made him a begrudgingly popular guy. He didn't call in the debts often but at times he did remind people if they started acting as if they were on par with him. Entering the classroom his eyebrow reflexively rose as he saw Ms. Parish sitting there in her outfit. It's like she picked it just for me. Jason mused before he walked up to the side of her desk and looked down at her, a smug leering look as he'd noticed her pleasing legs that she tried to tuck under the desk. Good morning beautiful. He greeted her warmly and openly. Jason knew the rest of the guys were talking to each other and none of them would pay him much mind, but his voice was loud enough to cause worry that it might. So you got some stimulating lesson for us today. The word 'stimulating' was dragged out teasingly. Knowing she'd probably tell him to take his seat in some huffy tone he turned, dismissively from her and started making his way to his seat anyways.