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Cory Matthews is a good man. He’s a good father. He’s a good teacher. Cory Matthews would never in a million years look at Lucas like this.
But this is Lucas’s fantasy, and his teacher can look at him however Lucas wants.
It’s a not-rare moment when Lucas is home alone. Lucas often feels like his time in the Friar family apartment exists off screen. Sometimes that bothers him. But not when he’s horny. And God, does Cory Matthews make him horny.
It’s all kinds of messed up, honestly, because Mr. Matthews is not only his teacher but the father of Lucas’s girlfriend. But it’s not like Lucas is secretly gay. He is genuinely into Riley. He just also thinks her dad is sexy as sin. And sometimes when he’s alone and needs a release, it’s Mr. Matthews that Lucas is picturing, Mr. Matthews with his curly hair and cute nose and kind smile.
Mr. Matthews looking at him with hunger in his eyes is what Lucas sees as he surrenders himself to imagination. They’re alone in Mr. Matthews’s classroom. This actually happened earlier. Lucas had needed to double back to retrieve a forgotten textbook. In real life, Mr. Matthews had simply handed him the book and the moment was over before it begun. But in Lucas’s mind …
*
Mr. Matthews’s eyes alight with lust the moment Lucas enters the classroom. He is sitting behind his desk grading papers, but when he sees the young man he leans back, stretches out, lean and sensuous like a panther. Lucas gulps.
“Mr. Matthews, sir. I can’t find my history textbook and I think I may have left it in here. I was wondering if you’d seen it?”
“Why, Mr. Friar, I’m disappointed in you,” Mr. Matthews says, standing up behind his desk. He strides over to Lucas authoritatively. It’s so hot Lucas feels his knees melt. “Losing your textbook isn’t very responsible behavior. And I don’t like the idea of you dating my daughter if your behavior is so irresponsible.”
Lucas feels deeply ashamed. He can barely manage to croak out, “I’m sorry, sir. It won’t happen again.”
“Oh, I’m positive it won’t,” Mr. Matthews says. “But in the meantime, I think you’ll have to make it up to me. I think you’ll have to show me you’re good enough to be with my daughter.”
“Of course, Mr. Matthews, sir,” Lucas says. “I’ll do anything.”
Mr. Matthews’s eyes are burning, boring two holes through Lucas’s skull. Lucas feels his stomach drop out from beneath him when Mr. Matthews says, “Let’s start with you showing me you’re good enough to be with my daughter.”
And then Mr. Matthews leans in and kisses him hard. The teacher’s arms wrap around his body as their lips crash together. With Riley, every kiss is sweet, tentative, close-mouthed. Mr. Matthews kisses full-bodied and rough, like a man. Lucas can’t get enough of it.
Mr. Matthews steers Lucas back against his desk, pausing his manly kisses to peel Lucas’s shirt off, pulling it over his head. Lucas whines a little when his lips are abandoned.
“I imagine a young man as strapping as yourself isn’t a complete virgin,” Mr. Matthews says as he caresses Lucas’s bare chest.
“No, Mr. Matthews, sir,” Lucas chokes out.
“Call me Cory,” Mr. Matthews says, tugging on Lucas’s lower lip before he swoops back in. When he comes back up for air he asks, “So who was she? Your ex-girlfriend?”
“No,” Lucas pants. He’s realized that he can touch Cory, too, and is rubbing his hands up and down Cory’s strong but lean body. “My old—uh, Coach Walker.”
Cory’s face lights up with thrill. “Oh, that is very good news. So I imagine you already know what to do.” And faster than Lucas can realize it’s happening, they’ve spun around. Now Cory’s pressed against the desk, but he’s pressing down on Lucas’s shoulders. Lucas obliges eagerly and gets to his knees.
Lucas does, in fact, know exactly what to do. Cory’s bulge is evident through his chinos. Lucas nuzzles it softly through the pants fabric, which makes Cory gasp with delight. Emboldened by his teacher’s reaction, Lucas begins to mouth his covered dick.
Cory threads his fingers through Lucas’s hair and pulls him closer. “Oh yeah, make out with my crotch,” he cries.
Lucas’s own dick is rock hard and aching. He reaches down to relieve some of the pressure but Cory grabs his arm and holds it up. “No way you’re getting off until I’ve got that pretty mouth on my cock for real,” he says.
Lucas doesn’t need to be told twice. He quickly unzips Cory’s pants and pulls down his underwear so his teacher’s thick penis springs free. It’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. He takes it in his mouth immediately, making obscene slurping sounds that only turn them both on even more, and burying his face into Cory’s immensely sexy pubes that are just as curly as his hair. In his fantasy, Lucas is plenty experienced at giving blow jobs, so he’s able to take it all in instead of sputtering on Cory’s seven inches. Cheeks hollow, he slides up and down his teacher’s shaft, giving Cory not only physical but visual pleasure.
“Oh, you look so good on my dick, Lucas,” Cory says lustfully. All Lucas can do is grin with Cory’s fat fuck pole between his lips.
Lucas decides to change tactics. He releases Cory to focus more exclusively on his tip, licking the head of Cory’s meat-flavored lollipop like he can’t get enough of the taste, which, honestly, he can’t. He also increases his range of attention, gently using his fingers to stimulate Cory’s cock while pressing tiny kisses and kitten licks to Cory’s furry pelvic area and upper thighs. Lucas is relatively hairless himself, and what hair he does have is pale, invisible blond, so he finds Cory’s dark brown jungle really fucking hot. For his part, Cory notices how reverently Lucas is regarding his hairiness, and he presses the boy’s face deeper into his groin, allowing Lucas the heavenly experience of inhaling his manly musk. He can’t help it, and his hand finally wanders down to his own dick once again, stroking himself languidly while he showers Cory with kisses before filling up his mouth with Cory’s fat cock once again.
After a few minutes of sucking on his teacher’s dick, Cory pulls him off, admiring Lucas’s swollen lips. “How about we take this all the way?” Cory asks.
Lucas is all in, and he strips off his jeans to present his perky ass to Cory.
“What are you doing?” Cory asks.
Lucas is confused. “I thought you wanted to fuck me?”
“Oh, no, no, no,” Cory says. “To prove that you’re worthy of taking my daughter away from me, you’ve got to take me first.” Lucas stares in disbelief as Cory hops up on his desk, exposing his soft pink asshole. “There’s condoms and lube in the left drawer,” Cory continues, gesturing down. “I’m always prepared to get railed.”
All Lucas can manage to say is a quiet, “Okay.” Then he realizes there’s still one more issue to sort out. While Lucas is completely naked, Cory’s button-down is still on. Lucas tears it off with a growl and admires Cory’s toned chest. Cory is no dowdy humanities teacher, that’s for sure. He’s a sexy motherfucker. And he’s all mine, Lucas thinks.
Lucas gives Cory a quick kiss on the lips before rummaging through his desk to find Cory’s sex stash. He pulls a condom on, whimpering now that his dick is finally getting some contact, but he hesitates when he gets to the lube.
“I’ve never done this before,” he confesses. “Coach Walker was always on top.”
“That’s alright,” Cory says. “In fact, it’s super fucking hot. Just go one finger at a time and use a lot of lube.”
So Lucas starts slowly, inching one finger slathered in lube into Cory’s anus. He’s nervous, but Cory is very encouraging.
“You’re doing so well,” Cory moans as Lucas adds another finger. “Oh, god, I’ve wanted you to fuck me since I first laid eyes on you. You’re such a fucking stud. Make me your little bitch. Show me you’re man enough for my daughter.”
With almost his whole hand up Cory’s ass, Lucas is getting more confident. “You like this, huh? You like being folded in half with a student’s fist in your ass, don’t you, you dirty old man?”
“I’m so dirty,” Cory gasps as Lucas moves inside him. “I’ll be as dirty as you want me to be. I’ll corrupt you anyway you like.“
“Really?” Lucas asks, stopping his movement. “You’ll do anything I want?”
“Anything,” Cory says, squirming on his hand. “Anything!”
“Even lick my feet?” Lucas asks, shyly. It’s something he’s always wanted to try. Coach Walker never would’ve gone for it. But he has a feeling Cory might be more amenable.
“I’d fucking love to lick your feet, Lucas,” Cory moans. “But not until you stick your cock up my butthole and fuck me like a rag doll!”
Lucas didn’t think he could get any harder, but Cory’s promise sends delicious shivers up his cock that make it feel like it’s doubled in size. “You got it, teach,” he says, pulling his hand out with a slick pop. He pours extra lube on his dick for good measure, lines it up with Cory’s hole, and slams into him.
“Oh, yeah!” Cory cries out as Lucas finds his rhythm. “It’s a dream come true to be used like this by you! You’re so hot and sexy, Lucas! Ah! You’re the best fuck I’ve ever had!”
Even in his fantasy, Lucas finds this hard to believe, but the words are hot to hear anyway, so he goes along with it. “Damn right I’m the best fuck you’ve ever had, you perverted slut! You can’t get enough of my dick!”
Lucas’s strokes are fast and rough. Cory’s fingers are white-knuckled on the edge of his desk, holding on for dear life. The sound of their skin slapping against each other in their frenetic fucking fills the classroom. Maybe even the whole of Abigail Adams High. The thought is tantalizing. Lucas wants everyone to know Mr. Matthews is a slut for his dick.
“You’re mine!” Lucas roars, surging forward to capture Cory’s lips. This time it’s not the teacher who’s in control of their heated kiss. Lucas’s pace doesn’t falter as he smashes his mouth against Cory’s, burying his tongue beneath the man’s lips. Lucas thrills at completely dominating his teacher. But it’s still not enough. He goes deeper, faster, harder. “This is for the A!”
“Fuck yeah!” Cory cries. “Way to make the grade! Give it to me! Give it all to me!”
“Fuck!” It’s happening. Lucas can no longer hold himself back. The pressure grows greater and greater until the dam breaks and Lucas spills his seed deep in his teacher’s ass as his pumps slowly subside. He falls forward into Cory’s arms, collapsing into his comforting weight. The two continue to make out lazily, swapping saliva in soft, wet kisses.
But Lucas isn’t done yet. As Cory sucks hard on his tongue, he reaches down between his asscheeks. Lucas’ own cum is dripping out of Cory’s hole, and Lucas coats his fingers in it before bringing his hand back up to slick Cory’s cock. Something has shifted between them, and the pace is no longer rough and controlling but gentle and sensual.
Lucas plays almost absentmindedly with Cory’s cock, stroking up and down the shaft, circling the leaking slit with the pad of his finger, reaching lower to fondle Cory’s furry balls. The feeling of his hand covered in cum and the weight of Cory across his palm are doing things to him, and he feels his own cock stiffening once more. Cory must feel it too, pressing into his thigh, because he shifts out of the kiss to gaze adoringly at Lucas. “You hot young thing,” he says, smiling. “You just can’t get enough, huh?”
“I don’t know if I could ever get enough of you,” Lucas answers honestly. It must be the right answer, because Cory’s grin widens, but then the man shifts to get up.
“Wait! I haven’t gotten you off yet,” Lucas yelps, but Cory shuts him up by pressing a finger to his lips.
“There’ll be time for that,” the teacher says. “But I believe I have a promise to keep first.”
“Oh. Right. That,” Lucas says in awe as Cory sinks to his knees, getting his face level with Lucas’s feet. “Oh, fuck,” he cries out as Cory licks a stripe up the bare sole of his left foot.
His feet are sweaty from their activities, and must be grimy from the classroom floor, but it doesn’t seem to bother Cory at all as he alternates between peppering Lucas’s feet with closed-mouth kisses and kicking large swathes with his tongue. Lucas wasn’t quite sure what to expect; he was curious rather than having a specific kink. But now he knows that this absolutely does it for him. It feels so hot, and even though the view is fantastic, seeing Cory burying his nose between his toes, greedily inhaling his stench, Lucas is so overcome he can barely keep himself upright.
Cory is clearly very into this. He starts sucking on Lucas’s toes individually, engulfing each one completely in his warm, wet mouth. Lucas shivers from the sensation and struggles to sit up so he can see Cory’s lascivious acts.
“You really are a filthy old man,” Lucas says weakly. “Fuck.” His dick is rock hard once again at the sight.
Cory releases his big toe with a wet pop. “I already told you, Lucas. I’ll do anything for you, anything you want. Anything to see you, to feel you, to get naked with you. And if it’s wrong because I’m your teacher and I’m old enough to be your dad, and you are, in fact, the boyfriend of my daughter, I don’t care. Your pleasure is what’s important. If that’s dirty, then I’ll get as dirty as it takes to make you cum. I’ll stuff all your toes in my mouth-” and he does, and it’s so good it takes Lucas somewhere else entirely.
In the aftermath, Lucas and Cory sit side by side, backs against the desk, stroking each other’s cocks. They’re both so amped up it doesn’t take long, and in a tender moment, they cum together, splattering their chests and the classroom floor.
Lucas feels horribly awkward, like a desperate little kid, but he needs to ask: “Can we do this again?”
Cory looks at him lovingly. “Of course we can. Anything for you, Lucas.”
As Lucas smiles, his teacher’s expression steels. “In fact,” Cory says. “I don’t think I’ll be satisfied by anything else ever again. Only you, Lucas.” He grasps Lucas’s hands. “Run away with me. We can go anywhere, together. You’re all I need.”
“But what about—?” Lucas starts to ask.
“Nothing else. I’ll leave my wife, I’ll leave my kids, I’ll leave my job. I’ll give up everything for you, Lucas,” Cory says. “I love you.”
Lucas leans in and kisses him sweetly. “I love you too, Cory. Let’s go.”
*
Lucas comes to as the fantasy slowly dissolves away. Sunlight is streaming through the window, and Lucas takes a moment to bask in it before taking a tissue from his nightstand to clean himself up as best he can. There’s a lot of cum, all over his chest and his sheets. Lucas thinks it might be the most he’s ever produced Curiously, he scoops some up and brings it to his lips. It tastes surprisingly nice. He’ll have to remember to add cum eating to the next fantasy.
Lying spent and satiated in the sunlight, Lucas luxuriates in the empty, flaccid dick draped across his thigh. Tomorrow, Cory Matthews will just be his teacher and his girlfriend’s dad, and that’s okay. But for now, as Lucas drifts into a contented dream, Cory is his lover, waiting for him with open arms.