A+ in Science : The Story

Authors note: This is a story I wrote based off three pictures of the same title and situation as the story you are about to read The Artist is Kerainen, and his page can be found here http://yaoi.y-gallery.net/users/kerainen
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“JOHNSON! Wake up!” The science Professor yelled with five minuets to go.

The hunk football star jumped at the scream and wave of laughter from his classmates.

Johnson lifted his head and looked bleary-eyed at his teacher.

“Huh?”

“Detention Johnson. Report here immediately after your football practice.” The bell rang. “Class dismissed.”

The professor was in his chair when Johnson entered the room. He was grading papers by the light of his desk lamp, the windows were shut and the blinds closed.

“Close and lock the door please.” He said without looking up.

Johnson hesitated for a moment out of surprise before doing what he was told.

The Professor looked up. Johnson was still in his football gear. He approached the desk

“Johnson this is the third time this month you have fallen asleep in my class, are you getting enough sleep?”

“Yes sir.”

“And why did you fall asleep?”

“I don’t know sir.”

“You failed your last few tests because of this little habit of yours. So today, while in detention.” the professor said, standing up. “We shall do an experiment, for some...extra credit.”

“What kind...” Johnson began but was cut off.

“You’ll find out, but first, you will not tell anybody about this.”

“Yes sir.”

“Now I need your help extracting a specimen from a subject. Come here.” Johnson approached him. The professor un-zipped his fly and pulled out his semi erect penis. Johnson stared at it in shock than him.

“I can’t do it myself due to my bad hands, so I need you to do it for me.”He said answering the un-asked question.

After a few moments hesitation Johnson kneeled down and took his teachers cock in his hand. He looked up at his teacher, still unsure. He was now holding a glass beaker. He gave a nod. Johnson put his lips over the now hard shaft and began to bob his head up and down on it.

The Professor let out a long groan and leaned back against the desk. Johnson expertly ran his tongue across his teachers shaft, sliding his tongue in around the foreskin, while fondling the large egg-like testicles.

“Professor...what does this experiment...” he gaged for a moment as the older man thrust himself down the students throat. “...prove.” He finished, gasping.

“It proves you are a fag my dear.” he muttered under his breath, noticing his student tented under his pants.

“What did you say, sir?”

“Nothing, Johnson. Keep going, I’m almost there.”

A few moments later the Professor pulled out and placed his cock over the mouth of the beaker. Johnson continued to stroke and numerous streams of semen shot into the beaker. The professor let out a long deep groan and sat back on the desk, as his student milked the last few drops into the beaker.

After a few minuets of heavy breathing the Professor stood up and placed the now half full beaker onto his desk.

“Thank you Johnson, very good. Now drop your pants and get up on the desk.”

“Why sir? Is there more to the experiment?

“Yes now get on the desk.”

Following orders He dropped his pants, unleashing a cock even longer ant thicker than his teachers. Using a stool he got up and sat on the edge of the desk. The Professor took a tube from a drawer and applied its greasy contents to Johnson’s throbbing member. He then climbed up on the desk after discarding his pants and speared himself on his student.
The Professor groaned in pain as he sat all the way down. After a few moments his body relaxed.

“P-professor.” Johnson groaned, clearly overwhelmed by pleasure. “What...nhh...do you ahh...want to prove now?”

“Nothing Johnson, nhh I just want you to fuck me hard...ahhh.”

“Yes Sir.” he said wrapping his arms around his teachers hips and drawing him close thrusting in and out.

The Professor cried out in pleasure as his students cock drove deep inside him. Repeatedly pressing against a certain spot, The Professors cock slowly came back to life and began drooling pre-cum once again.

“Harder boy, HARDER.” He cried in pleasure.

Johnson rolled sideways on the desk and laying his teacher on his back and knocking the beaker of cum.

“Professor...I....”

“Forget it boy, just fuck me, fuck me hard, now.” He ordered

Johnson took his Professor by the ankles and began drilling him harder than ever. Both groaning and grunting, it wasn’t long before Johnson bucked his hips and one final deep thrust later he was blowing his load deep in his teachers bowels.

“AHHHH! FUCK! SIR!”

“Yes that’s it boy fill me with your seed.”

Johnson collapsed onto his teacher, breathing heavily. The professor got out from under and walked around he desk pulling his student halfway off so that his upper half was still on the desk while his ass and legs were down the side. His dick still dripping onto the floor

Taking a hand full of the spilled semen he slicked the football stars hole. Then coated his own drooling cock.

“P-professor what...?”

“Stop questioning the obvious you moron.” He said penetrating the virgin ass.

“Ahh sir, its too big take it out.”

He didn’t, he kept going but reached under and stroked his students limp cock. He cried out in mind shattering pleasure his hole relaxing a bit.

The Professor slid half his length out then drove It all the way in. Slow at first, then steadily bringing up his pace untill he was fucking with full force. Johnson cried out with every thrust, begging madly for more. He got it. The teacher groaned gutturally and shot his load deep into his student.

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Several days later. Johnson received a message from his teacher:

‘Mr. Johnson

Be in my office Friday afternoon at four o’clock precisely. A colleague of mine wishes to ‘thoroughly’ go over the results of last weeks experiment. Do not be late, and do not tell anybody.

The Science Professor.’


Johnson grinned. He pocketed the note and headed off to his next class.