Flashback Friday: Teach

Tony had thought it was so wild running into his old teacher at the grocery store; he hadn’t seen Mr. Goetz since he had dropped out of school. Now he was a hustler and his old teach seemed interested in his services. Easy money just to be sucked off, right? He wasn’t expecting Mr. Goetz to have such strange taste in music, but at least it was very relaxing. It was so easy to feel all his blood pumping into his penis as he began to forget about everything else.

Wait, what was he doing there? He couldn’t remember as he truly was forgetting.

It didn’t matter. All he had to do right now was stare at Mr. Goetz’ cock. Dropouts like him shouldn’t think for themselves. They should let their teacher think for them. Just need to obey teach. Thinking was hard. His dick was hard. Might as well think with his dick. Teach is who made his dick hard. Might as well think what Teach says to think. His expression grew increasingly blank as his dick increasingly throbbed.

As Tony entered a trance-like state, he found it so easy to no longer think. A punk who always thought he knew best, now it seemed so obvious that Teach had known best all along. He was wrong to drop out, but now he could keep learning from Mr. Goetz.

And Mr. Goetz was teaching him that true happiness was found whenever Tony pleased his Teach. Giving Teach a nice deep tissue massage is what would please him right now. And the more Tony touched him, the more he felt himself surrendering to his new Master.

Soon Tony was going for Mr. Goetz’ cock, something he had only done to make a buck before. He had never considered himself gay, just sexually fluid enough to be gay-for-pay, but now all he wanted to do was worship that thick dick.

Tony loved all of Mr. Goetz’ big muscles. Had he always been so thick under his shirt and tie? Why hadn’t he noticed? It was so sexy, and he craved growing his own muscle even bigger. Big muscle pleased Teach. Tony wanted to please Teach. Tony must grow big muscle.