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Jeremy fiddled with the carpet under himself. The rug is large, and his whole class can fit on it every morning meeting. It has some animals in the print, all of colorful nature. The rug has seen plenty of years before Jeremy; it had been here for years and years, being loved by all.
The blondie shifted in his spot on the rug, he’s sitting criss-cross. His tummy grumbles, dissatisfied with how much Jeremy ate for breakfast this morning. Being much too plenty for a little body like his. But he couldn’t help himself, waffles are his favorite, and he couldn’t deny having nearly four of them for breakfast this morning.
Jeremy continues to shift around, holding his breath a little. The boy’s tummy hurting more and more as he attempts to focus on his teacher explaining today’s schedule to the young class. Before Jeremy could stop himself, he heaved and sputtered today’s breakfast right onto the well-loved, colorful rug in front of himself.
The rest of the class shifts its attention right over to the sick boy, all eyes on his heaving form. The teacher is the quickest to move, grabbing the trash can and moving it in front of Jeremy to attempt to save the rug at least even a little… Jeremy emptied the rest of the contents of his tummy into the trash can, starting to feel a bit better already.
All types of reactions came from the class, some fake gagging, some real. Along with a group of girls huddled up, calling Jeremy gross. The blondie couldn’t help but feel a bit embarrassed, his cheeks flushing up as he watched his class eye him with disgust.
Jeremy’s teacher helped the boy up, calling for the janitor as she escorted the young boy down to the nurse, which wasn’t very far from their classroom. Jeremy stepped inside of the nurses office, glancing around. He’s been here only a few times, but enough to know a younger woman worked as the nurse. Or he thought. Jeremy’s pearly blue eyes glanced around the office, not spotting the nurse anywhere.
Jeremy didn’t seem to hear the footsteps behind himself, startled by the sudden voice behind himself that he doesn’t recognize.
“Hallo, how’re you feeling?” A sudden male voice said, he sounds a bit funny, Jeremy thinks. The younger boy turns to the much, much, taller man beside himself. The elder notices this and chooses to bend down, and quickly notices some of the traced of vomit on the boys shirt.
The older man gives a small empathetic smile to the younger boy. “Ah, you must’ve been sick, ja?” Jeremy nodded quickly, unsure of who this man is. The older man stood and gestured the younger to take his hand, in which he did.
The pair walked over to the corner of the clinic, helping the boy up onto the exam table. The elder man gave the younger a reassuring smile. “Is Mrs. Smith not the nurse anymore?” The curious sick boy asked, fiddling with his hands a little.
“Oh, ja, ja. You can call me Mr. Ludwig!” The older man smiled, he sure is joly. “I’m the nurse here now, Mrs. Smith is working at another clinic now, hase.” Jeremy isn’t quite sure what hase means, nor why the guy sounds so silly. But it cracks a little giggle out of the boy, Mr. Ludwig notices and gives a small chuckle back.
Jeremy is already feeling much better from the previous embarrassment he felt. He did like Mrs. Smith; she was nice. Sometimes she’d give students lollipops if they were good for the yearly checkups. But, Mr. Ludwig was already much cooler than Mrs. Smith. Jeremy can’t quite place why he enjoys this new nurse’s company so much.
“Now, now… Hmmm..” Mr. Ludwig put a finger to his chin and gestured to the boy's vomit-splattered shirt. “Shall we get you clean up?” He finally asked. Jeremy nodded quickly, a bit eager to get the vomit smell away from himself.
Mr. Ludwig steps out of the room, calling to Jeremy as he does so. “Just a moment, hase!” Jeremy swung his legs over the edge of the exam table, feeling a bit contagious to the elder man’s happiness. A few moments later, Mr. Ludwig came back with some folded clothing in his hands.
“I’ve got a change of clothes for you.” The elder man placed the folded clothing on the exam table next to the younger. Jeremy’s eyes lit up slightly upon seeing Mr. Ludwig pick out a shirt that was almost identical in color to the one he was wearing right now. “I couldn’t help but notice you enjoyed that color.” The elder man smiled, resting his hands behind his back.
“Go ahead, get changed. I’ll wait just outside, ja?” Mr. Ludwig stepped out of the room, leaving the door slightly cracked. Jeremy assumed it was if he needed anything, it’d be easy to call for the elder man if he needed.
Jeremy changed out of his soiled shirt and placed it on the exam table where the folded clothing was. “I’m done!” The younger boy called out, Mr. Ludwig coming back into the clinic quite quickly. The elder took a good look at the boy, leaning slightly to the side with a finger to his chin, like he was attempting to pinpoint something.
“Looks like you’ve gotten a bit of your sickness on your face, hase.” Jeremy tilted his head. Did he really? The boy's hand instinctively went to wipe it before the nurse shooed his hand away. “Ah, ah. Nein.”
Mr. Ludwig took a small tissue to the boy's face, being gentle with his strokes. He finished up wiping the boy's face. “There you are.” Mr. Ludwig gave a self-satisfied smile to the younger boy, which was reciprocated.
The elder man patted the younger boy’s knee, causing Jeremy to get butterflies in his tummy. Mr. Ludwig spoke up, “I’m going to call your parents to pick you up, okay?” Jeremy nodded, smiling a bit too much. His little buck-tooth smile was ever so present. Mr. Ludwig finds it quite cute. Along with the rest of the boy, honestly.
Jeremy’s ma was called, and the boy was picked up. The entirety of the car ride home, Jeremy talked about his new nurse and how nice he was. Along with the fact he spoke a bit silly. All the boy wanted to do was think about his school’s new nurse.
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For the past week, Jeremy has been making lame excuses to visit the nurse's office. He just wanted to see his favorite teacher! (If you could even call the school nurse that.)
Today at recess, Jeremy purposefully bonked his head right into the fireman's pole and told a teacher about it. Without questioning, the teacher allowed Jeremy to go to the nurse's office for the bump beginning to form on his forehead.
Jeremy stepped inside of the clinic, his head wiping around for where Mr. Ludwig was. Actually, now the younger thinks of it, the clinic is sort of dark today? The lights are off for some reason.
Jeremy walked a bit further into the clinic. Mr. Ludwig had his own office as well, opting to look in there for the man. The young boy peeked his head into the office. There was Mr. Ludwig at his desk! But… He looks strange?
The elder man has his hands busy with something under his desk, his face flushed a darker pink shade. Jeremy thinks he looks like he’s been running outside during a hot summer day. But that wouldn’t make sense; it’s mid-spring. The weather no where near that hot.
The boy doesn’t have much knowledge about anything like this, how innocent he is. Mr. Ludwig has his trousers unbuttoned, his belt clinking against his seat with every movement. He continued to stroke himself, letting out steady breaths as not to be loud. He tilted his head back, and his eyes met with the little face at his door.
Mr. Ludwig stares right at Jeremy, letting out a small strangled noise. He quickly tucked himself back into his pants, not buttoning them yet. He stood quickly, his erection still straining against his pants. “What are you doing here, Hase?” The elder man bent down, looking a bit concerned.
The elder’s eyes meet with the small red spot forming on the boy's forehead, his hand went to it, gently feeling around the spot. “What happened here?” Jeremy tilted his head slightly, enjoying the warm touch of the elder man.
“I… accidentally hit my head at recess.” Mr. Ludwig clicked his tongue, muttering out. “Clumsy boy… This is nearly the third time this week you’ve been in my clinic.” Jeremy’s face flushed, and he glanced away out of embarrassment. The elder man chuckled, cupping the boy’s shoulder in his much larger hand.
“Don’t worry, hase. I enjoy having you around.” Mr. Ludwig stood and brushed his hands off on his trousers, his erection still present. Jeremy’s eyes went straight to the bulge; he was nearly eye-level with it. Mr. Ludwig saw the curious boy staring.
“Hm. This is what happens when good boys like you visit me so often.” Jeremy tilted his head even more, confused by all of it. Mr. Ludwig quickly knelt back down. “Now, Jeremy. Have you had a crush before?” Jeremy nodded quickly. “Yeah! Of course.” The young boy smiled.
“Well, sometimes, men like me get… crushes on little rabbits like you.” The elder man spoke, reaching out and touching the boy's cheek. His large hand caressed the soft, freckled skin.
Jeremy perked up; this was the best situation ever for him. His favorite person ever liked him! “Really?” The younger boy asked a bit too loudly, causing Mr. Ludwig to hush the boy gently. Jeremy let out a little bashful giggle. “Sorry… Mr. Ludwig.”
“Nein, nein, it’s okay, hase.” Mr. Ludwig reassured the boy with a smile. “But you must promise me something, can you do that, Jeremy?” The blondie perked up, holding out his pinky finger. “Of course! I pinky swear.” The elder smiled, holding the boy's pinky finger with his own.
“You must not tell anyone about what we do, ja?” Jeremy tilted his head, a little confused. Mr. Ludwig noted his confusion and continued, “Because we have something special. Now, I cannot give all this special attention to everyone!” Mr. Ludwig’s tone lightened up, turning into chuckling as he ruffled the younger boy’s hair. Jeremy giggled and nodded quickly. He understood perfectly.
Mr. Ludwig reached out and took the boy's hand, giving the back of his palm a little kiss. Jeremy giggled at the contact, blushing a little. “I want to teach you something, okay?” The younger nodded quickly, perking up a bit.
The elder stood, fully closing his office door and locking it. Mr. Ludwig walked to his desk sitting in his chair. He patted his knee. “Come here, hase.” Jeremy obediently did so, crawling up to sit on the man's knee. He leaned into the elder man's chest, he smelled fancy and nice.
Mr. Ludwig gently caressed the boy’s back, tracing shapes on the fabric. The man’s erection seemed to strain even more against the fabric of his slacks. He noticed Jeremy’s attention right on it. “Would you like to touch, mein liebling?” Jeremy nodded shyly before Mr. Ludwig guided his smaller hand over the straining bulge.
The elder stifled out a small groan at the contact, guiding the boys hand to slowly rub over the bulge. “Very good, very good…” Mr. Ludwig whispered, leaning his cheek onto the boys. Jeremy felt butterflies in his belly at the praise.
Mr. Ludwig removed his and the boys' hands from his bulge. He placed a tiny kiss on Jeremy’s temple. The elder slid his hand under his briefs, fully exposing his length. Jeremy stared, he’s never seen anything like this before. Mr. Ludwig chuckled at the surprised and confused look on the boy's face, bringing Jeremy’s attention to his own face.
“You have one of these, too, ja? Don’t look so surprised...” Mr Ludwig gave a crooked smile before confusion crossed his face as Jeremy shook his head. The elder hummed in confusion. His finger poked and caressed the boy's belly. “What is it, hase?” He asked the younger. “I don’t… Think so?...” Mr. Ludwig tilted his head before leaning a bit closer. “Well, whatever it is that you harbor, you’re still a sweet little rabbit.” The elder kissed the boy's forehead, right beside the small red bump from earlier.
Jeremy leaned into the elder’s touch, his side fully leaning into the man's chest now. Mr. Ludwig’s hand guided the boy’s back to his erection; the boy flinched at the warmth but allowed the older man's guidance.
Mr. Ludwig shivered at the comment, leaning his face into the boy's hair. He mumbled into the soft locks,”Du machst dich so gut, Häschen…” The elder groaned quietly, planting little kisses to the soft hair in his face. Jeremy rested his hand in the older man’s, guiding both pairs of hands to stroke the older man’s erection.
The pace of the pair of hands began to speed up with Mr. Ludwig’s control. His breath became heavier, his hips grinding into his own and the younger’s palm. Jeremy looked up at the older man with his big, blue, pearly eyes. Ludwig felt like he could cum just at the sight of those puppy eyes. With sudden boldness, Jeremy leaned in, giving a tiny peck to the elder man's cheek. The older man raised his eyebrows with surprise before smiling and speaking, “How sweet of you, schatz.” His German accent was thicker than usual, Jeremy finding it a bit funny.
A few moments later, Ludwig's pace quickened, rocking the boy slightly as he still sat on the other’s knee. With a final aggressive thrust into the pair’s hands, the elder man came. Ropes of the elder’s cum shot onto the desk in front of the two.
Mr. Ludwig leaned back, panting as he released his hand and the younger. After catching his breath, he kissed the younger boy's cheek. “I’m so proud of you, Hase. Such a brave and obedient boy.” A harsh blush covered the younger's face as he nuzzled his nose into the elder man's shoulder.
“We'd better get you back to class, ja?” Mr. Ludwig spoke, cleaning himself up as well as his desk. He sent the boy back to class, making sure to pop a Band-Aid over that bump on his forehead. Mr. Ludwig gave the boy a lollipop as a reward, or perhaps a bribe.