Artie was excited to finally get to dance. It was still his dream, and Lee was said to be one of the best teachers in the country. Artie was more than excited. Also, Lee seemed interested in Artie and the boy couldn’t help but feel the same. He pulled into some short shorts and a tank top. Slipping into his dance shoes, he left his room, headed to the studio.
He knocked and entered, smiling at the attractive man. “Hello sir.” he said with a smile. He went to the bar and began to stretch, showing off his body to the man. “I’m really excited for this, sir.”
Lee had man offers throughout the years to work with different organizations, colleges, or choreographers but he stuck with his job at Dalton for one reason only. Watching Artie walk into the room there was a pure example of why he kept teaching here instead of taking those other offers. The boys meant far too much to him, even the ones that refused his straight forward approach. Plus there was far less pressure and he could be creative as much as he wanted. Not to mention he got some pretty epic ass teaching these boys.
“You’re not the only one who’s excited Artie, I’ve been looking forward to these lessons with you. Now tell me what exactly you would like to learn, I don’t want to overwhelm you but if there was something you had in mind I would be happy to help you along with it.” As much as Lee wanted to have sex with him he would do his job first then take part in extra activities afterwards.
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Being an educator Lee was always ready to teach someone a thing or two, especially when it came to dancing. The history he had heard about Artie was that until not so long ago that he was committed to a wheelchair, but now he needed to get into the swing of things and Lee was more then happy to teach him the rhythm of his own body. Now of course this also meant that he would be fucking the boy but hey, who wouldn’t want to have sex with Artie. He had that whole sexy nerd thing going for him which Lee could not resist.
Changing out of his regular teacher clothes he put on something a bit more comfortable that would be easy to get rid of once they began getting too overheated from their dancing. Grabbing both a bottle of lube and a condom from his bedside table and headed down to the dance studio warming himself up a little while he waited for Artie.
Looking forward to it ;)
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The studio in ten minutes?
mrlee-devonport replied to your post: Louis wants some entertainment. Anyone?
YesHello there, sir.
Hello there yourself
Mike’s breath hitched and he looked up and nodded slowly. “Yes sir, you can.” Mike said softly. he reached out and ran his hands slowly over Lee’s stomach. Mike dragged his hand down to Lee hip and rubbed his hip gently. He leaned forward and trailed kiss along Lee’s stomach slowly.
Smirking he nodded glad to hear that Mike wanted the same thing he wanted out of this. Pushing him back into the chair violently wagging his finger at him in a warning matter. “You can look but you can’t touch… yet.” Sinking down on top of him he rocked his hips hard against him before rising up and rotating his hips in a hypnotizing fashion. Musing with Mike’s hair he raked his fingernails down his chest tweaking with his nipples playfully before turning his back to him and rutting his ass against him resting the back of his head on the boy’s shoulder. “You like that…” He whispered pressing his lips against his earlobe laughing haughtily into his ear.
Azimio had very little experience with blow jobs, well… no experience, either way really. But he was pretty sure Mr. Devonport was highly skilled. He watched through half open eyes as the man seemed to focus all his attention on Az and the boy was loving it. He breathed deeply, somehow managing to hold off his impending orgasm. It actually helped a little when Mr. Devonport dug his nails into Az’s thighs. Not so much when he completely swallowed his cock. ”Fuck,” Az groaned, his hand tightening slightly in the man’s hair. Glancing down he could see his teacher’s cock expanding, getting harder just from sucking him. He also realized that this was all bringing out his dominance again, and he wanted to use it to his advantage. He waited until he could catch the man’s eye, putting a slight pressure on the back of his head, silently asking to be rougher with him. Not sure if his question was clear enough through his pleasure, he swallowed and voiced it in a rough whisper, “Can I fuck your mouth?”
The grip that the boy had on his hair pushed him to increase the speed in which he was bobbing over his cock. His hands letting go of his thighs and instead closing in on his balls fondling them a little before squeezing them fiercely. It seemed that the roles had reversed between them and now he was being the more dominant one. Frankly it upset him that Az was giving up the fight so soon but he knew that he would make Azimio feel good in the end. Then before he knew what was happening he could feel the strength in his hand and he met his gaze seeing the familiar gleam in his eye from earlier. Pulling away he stroked the boy licking at his slit nodding. “I think it would be hot as fuck if you did that and I promise not to touch myself as well.” Giving him a wink he went back to sucking him off continuously bobbing his head.
Az went willingly as Mr. Devonport guided him to a table. Humming in approval as he ran his hands over Azimio’s thighs. Before he could even reply though, the teacher was on the floor between his legs, kissing there, and stopping before he actually touched Az’s cock. He only nodded in response to the man’s comment, wanting to move it along, knowing what was coming. Their eyes met moments before he felt a wet heat around the head of his cock. ”Holy… FUCK!” he cried out, not being used to blow jobs at all. Jacque had teased him a few times, but had insisted on saving some of Az’s firsts for other guys. They might never be able to see each other again, and Jacque didn’t want to hog such privileges. Az didn’t really get it then, and he still didn’t get it now, but all of a sudden it didn’t matter. All he was concentrating on was making sure he didn’t blow too soon. Not sure what to do, other than trying to breathe, he placed a hand on Mr. Devonport’s head, gently massaging to encourage him to continue.
This was an activity Lee enjoyed doing more then most others, and from what he could tell this was something that didn’t happen too often. He knew that Az was getting a real treat since his skills at sucking cock had become pretty professional over the years. Humming around the boy’s cock he slid his eyes shut as he focused more on sucking him off more then his personal enjoyment. Keeping his hands on the insides of his thighs massaging around the base of his cock. Slurping up everything the boy’s body was producing he pulled up to pay special attention to the head of his cock swirling his tongue around him. Digging his fingernails into his thighs he began bobbing again managing to take all of him into his mouth. As bad as it sounded he also has fantasized about sucking a black cock getting the full experience of being with Azimio. Groaning he felt himself becoming hard again and restrained himself not to give into the temptation following the earlier rules from before.
Mike could hear music start playing and felt a hand on him. He licked his lips as he felt lips on his neck. He moved his neck to the side a little to give him more access. He looked up as he saw his teacher stand. He ran his eyes over his teacher and than back to his teacher’s face. He was excited for what he going to do for him.
The song gave him a groove that was easy for him to follow grabbing onto the boy’s shoulders as he moved closer to this body rolling his hips down into him while he grabbed the bottom of his shirt pulling it up over his head and tossing it to the side. Smirking began sinking his hips lower and lower onto Mike’s biting his lip as he felt himself growing aroused at the contact between them. While he kept his hips in a continuous motion he leaned down whispering into the boy’s ear. “I wanna ride your dick, if you’ll let me.”
