Chapter 1: I Won't Hurt You
Chapter 1: I Won't Hurt You
Nelson
The room was dark, I couldn't see much other than the large bed centered along the back wall of the room with a nightstand on either side. I heard the sound of a door being shut and then felt breath close to my ear.
“My pretty little pet.” The man's deep voice said as he came close to me and pinned me to the wall with his hands on both sides of my head, allowing for no escape. He smashed his lips into mine and without hesitation, I kissed him back.
His hands began to roam around my toros, making their way behind and down my ass. His movements were slow and calculated, his lips moved down to my neck, feathering over my skin as he breathed warm air onto me, making me feel things I didn't usually feel. He slid his hands down under the curve of my ass and hoisted me up off the floor. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. He rested my lower body against him as his erection pressed into my ass. He propped me against the wall and began grinding his hips up against mine, his clothed bulge against my behind. He continued to tease me until it was too much for me to bear.
“Please, I can't take it anymore.” I begged, wanting relief.
He growled and carried me to the bed and let me fall to the mattress. Not a second passed, he was on me again. He sucked on my neck sensually as he had realized that my neck is a hotspot, something I couldn't resist. He slipped off my shirt, tossing them to the floor, and watched as his hand reached over to the nightstand and turned on a very dim light. Yet I still couldn't see much. He leaned down to my stomach, kissing and nibbling at the soft sensitive skin below my abdomen and I threw my head back against the silky sheet. I took a sharp breath when he sucked at the skin, the feeling made my groin burn needily.
While his tongue explored my body, he grabbed my dick and carefully wrapped his large hand around it. He began to stroke slowly that left my head in a hot mess, I bucked my hips into his hand, desperate for more friction.
“I am in control, you take what I give.” He whispered, his voice sending shivers down my spine.
He released my face and grabbed my ankles, spreading my eyes apart quickly. I yelped, trying to close my legs but he was too powerful. I panicked, thinking I was about to he raped again.
“It is okay, I won't hurt you.” He whispered, and gently grabbed my hand.
Our lips met once again, almost as if he was trying to ease my anxiety and take my mind away. The kiss turned hungry as his tongue dominated me. He reached over to the nightstand and grabbed something, and there was a sound of a bottle opening. I felt something land on the bed beside me. With my eyes still closed, I was clueless as to what he was doing until I felt something wet push against my asshole and I jolted up immediately.
“Relax, I will take it easy on you.” My body responded to the command as I lay back down on the mattress again.
He licked a line up to my díck and stopped at the tip, sucking it into his mouth. I shuddered and tossed my head back at this new feeling. I had never had someone do that to me before. He began bobbing his head, taking all of me into his mouth. I moaned as my chest rose and fell, gripping his hair gently. I felt a burning sensation begin to build up in my abdomen, I arched my back off the bed, tilting my hips to his face to give him more easier access.
“Please,” I begged.
“Don't cum yet.” He breathed, releasing my dick and capturing my lips into his again.
He held a wet finger to my hind and rubbed my rim teasingly, his hand on my dick, stroking gently. After a few strokes, I felt him slide a finger inside of me and started a slow and shallow thrust. He sucked all of me into his mouth while he fingered me, going deeper with every thrust. His finger bottomed me out and he inserted a second finger. He began curling his fingers inside my asshole, I began to yelp and jerk and my díck twitching into his mouth as I camp and unclamp around his fingers. He freed my dick from his mouth and started pumping his fingers in and out at an increasing pace.
“Cum for me, little one.”
My body obeyed, convulsing around his fingers. I moaned as loud as I could as I felt my seed shout out. At that moment, I started hearing a faint sound of an alarm. I don't want things to end yet, but the sound was so deafening that my eyes were forced to flutter open. I closed my eyes and opened it again, taking in my surroundings. I was in my room, with my boxers all soaked with cum.
'What the fuck!’ I cursed.
For the first time in three years, this is the only night I am having just a dream. I have been having a nightmare of that incident that happened three years ago, but tonight is different. What could that mean? Anyway, I don't have time to think about that now, I am already running late to school and I hate to keep my students waiting.
Dear diary, as you can see, I am in a good mood today. I still don't know why I am talking to a stupid notebook like it was a real normal human being, but the shrink said it would help so here I am. I had a dream last night, you could have guessed since I only write to you when that happens. But this time, it was different. It is not a nightmare rather a dream. A wet dream rather, I orgasmed so intensely in that dream that I woke up with cum all over me. You have imagined, am I sure you are surprised. Even me too, I was surprised to have such a dream now after three years of that horrible incident. Does it mean something good is about to happen to me again? I sighed, closing the diary and putting it back in my bag.
I am a teacher, and I teach in one of the prestigious schools in the state. The school is mostly for the children of rich politicians, but most of the students are actually decent human beings and they are usually serious and very motivated. Although it is called a high school, but it actually begin with kindergarten and ends at twelfth grade. A tap on my shoulder interrupted me from my work, I removed my headphones and then look at one of my colleagues. She teaches at the middle school, I don't even remember her name as I am not really a people's person.
“There is a student looking for you, Nelson.” He said, apparently she knows my name.
“Thanks,” I replied and made my way out of the staffroom.
I instantly let out a heavy sigh when I saw who was looking for me. A girl from one of my classes got a bad score on one of her assignments. She completely screwed up last week and already came to see me twice to ask to redo it. This time though, she obviously decided that flirting with me would help her case, seeing that she closed just the right numbers of buttons of her shirt to leave no part of her cleavage to imagination. Too bad for her, I am a gay, and always have been as far as I remember. It was kind of obvious when guys in their underwear in the locker room would turn me on, girls don't attract me in any way. For obvious reasons, I preferred to keep my sexuality to myself while at school. In fact, the less people know about me, the better I feel.
“Thank you, sir for seeing me.” He said.
“I just want to tell you that I had redid the assignment and I would really appreciate it if you could review it. Just to let me know if I had done it right this time.” He said, showing me a piece of paper and literally trying to shove her breast in my face.
I am sure this one should be perfect because I have already given her a detailed correction and she had a private tutor to help her. She only messed up the first page. She did it at the last minute, too busy with whatever those crazy teenagers are doing.
“I will be happy to have a look, Miss Creed.” I replied in a detached voice. I am that kind of teacher that addresses their students by their last names.
“But as I already told you, twice if my memory serves me correctly. I can't change your initial grade, it just wouldn't be fair to you other classmates.”
“Please, sir.” She begged.