Previous chapter It was a few days before Jared saw Mr Ackles again after an incident in the library. The damned psycho librarian had seemed to think something was up when Jared had asked him if he'd seen Mr Ackles anywhere. Jeffrey had just grunted suspiciously and pointed towards the stacks, and Jared had been sure the guy was fondling a gun or a baseball bat under his desk. "Dude, I'm not gonna go tear your books up," Jared had said jokingly, trying to defuse the tension. Jeffrey's eyes had turned red (no joke) and he'd looked like he was about to explode, so Jared had hightailed it into the dark rooms at the back of the library. The blowjob had been fantastic; Mr Ackles had ordered Jared to lie back on one of the tables and stay completely still, and Jared had been barely able to control himself when he felt his belt and pants being undone. Mr Ackles hadn't bothered pulling Jared's pants off; he'd just pulled them down far enough to get his dick out, and had sucked and licked and stroked until Jared came with a breathy moan. He'd just sat up and was about to tug Mr Ackles towards him for some reciprocation and maybe a bit of kissing (which just made Jared feel like a girl, but damn, he couldn't get enough of his teacher's fucking lips) when they both heard footsteps. Jared had dragged his jacket over his crotch just in time to hide himself when Jeffrey turned up, a look of deep suspicion on his eyes. Mr Ackles had vanished; Jared assumed he had hidden in one of the deeply shadowed stacks. "What the hell you up to, boy?" Jeffrey had growled, dark eyes glaring around the dimness like he thought something might leap out and attack him. "Nothing, Mr Morgan... I just, uh..." "Get your ass off that desk!" Jeffrey had barked, and Jared, clutching his jacket to his front, had obeyed immediately. "You're up to something, boy, and when I find out what it is..." Jeffrey had glared menacingly at Jared for a moment before heading back towards the main library. "I'd better go," Mr Ackles had said quietly, and just like that, he'd vanished, and Jared had been left with the feeling that they'd only just got out of that one alive. He'd spent the weekend jerking off and fucking himself with his dildo, but now that he'd gotten a taste of what it could be like to do this with someone else, his own hand just wasn't the same. Now it was Monday, and with no Computer Studies that day, Jared found himself at a bit of a loss. "Quit pining," Chad snapped at lunchtime. "Jesus Christ, Jared, you've been moping all damned morning." "Is everything okay?" Sandy asked, sounding a bit concerned. "Chad's right, you're ... mopey." "I'm fine," Jared sighed, well aware that he sound like a kid. "I ... yeah. I'm fine." Chad's eyes twinkled, and he grinned. "I know what your problem is," he said slyly. "You got laid, didn't you?" "I... no... what? How did you know?" Jared felt himself blushing, and cursed quietly to himself. Sandy rolled her eyes. "Was he any good?" Jared grinned. "Thought you didn't want any gross details," he teased. "It's a simple yes or no, Jared," she sighed. "Fuck that," Chad said. "I want details. Where, when, how, what... the whole deal. C'mon, man, you can't not tell me... I told you all about the time I bagged Alona, right?" "Dude, the entire fucking school has bagged Alona," Jared teased. "And, Christ Sandy, you think I wanna hear about your carpet-munching experiences every damned day?" Sandy grinned. "I only tell you that to freak you out." "Well, it works." Jared cast an eye around; they were sitting out in the middle of the field, no other people around to eavesdrop and report what was going on. "Basically, he yanked my pants off, spanked me with a ruler, rimmed me, then fucked me up the ass." There was a stunned silence from Jared's friends. "Whoa," Chad whispered. "That's ... whoa. Was it good?" Jared grinned widely. "When you get your test papers back, don't look too closely at the stains." "Oh, GROSS!" Sandy said, making gagging noises. "That's just. Eww. Jared!" Jared laughed and lay back on the grass with a hand over his eyes to block the sun. ~*~ School was almost out for the day, and Jared hadn't seen Mr Ackles once. He resisted the urge to go and knock on the door of the staffroom - that would be pretty obvious, and Mr Ackles would be pissed at him if he did something so blatant. He had pretty much given up on seeing the man today, but shrugged and told himself Mr Ackles was his teacher - it was going to be pretty hard not to see him, but just as he closed his locker, he glanced down the hall and saw Mr Ackles talking with someone. "I'll just pass him, and say hi," Jared said to himself. "Just say hi. Don't need to freak out about anything." He shouldered his bag and headed down the hall, but just as he was about to speak up, the person Mr Ackles was talking with turned around. Fuckin' Alona. The school bike; rumour had it she'd fucked and sucked the entire football team, not to mention the basketball team and half the swim team. And now... now she was standing there in her fucking skanky-ass clothes, her thick mascara clumped and caked all over her eyes, her blonde hair artfully messy and her boobs practically falling out her top, talking to Mr Ackles. Jared clenched his teeth, and smiled. "Jared!" Mr Ackles said, a note of relief coloring his voice. "Mr Ackles," Jared said through his clenched teeth. Alona looked at him briefly, dismissing him, and then turned back to Mr Ackles with a big smile. "So, I was hoping you could help me with the assignment, sir," she said, clutching her books to her chest and placing a light hand on Mr Ackles' wrist. Mr Ackles jerked slightly, and blushed. "Well, sure, Alona," he said. "There's going to be a group of people meeting tomorrow lunchtime in the lab to go through it, you're welcome to join us." Jared cheered inwardly. Alona looked grumpy. "Well, I was kinda hoping you could meet me after school or something, and give me some advice..." She fluttered her eyelashes, and Jared resisted the urge to punch her in the face. "Sorry, no can do," Mr Ackles said calmly. "I've got meetings all afternoon, and no time to spare. Come along tomorrow, I'm sure I'll be able to help you out." Alona pouted briefly and left, leaving Jared alone with a very flustered Mr Ackles. "Hello, sir," Jared said, grinning widely. "Everything okay?" Mr Ackles sighed and adjusted his glasses. "Yeah, fine. Um. You got a minute?" Jared's grin grew wider as his teacher led him down the hall. "Where we going, sir?" "Uh. Not sure, actually. You got any bright ideas?" Jared thought about it for a minute. "No sports practice today. Locker room'll be empty." Mr Ackles turned and smiled. "Good." ~*~ By the time they got to the locker room, Jared was about to burst out of his pants with anticipation. Mr Ackles pushed him hard against a locker, and they kissed frantically, eagerly, cocks rubbing together through trousers. "Is ... is this normal, sir?" Jared gasped as Mr Ackles sucked and bit his neck, a hand fumbling at his waist to get his pants undone. "What?" Mr Ackles asked. His hand was inside Jared's boxers now, jerking him off hard and fast, and Jared's head fell back and hit the locker behind him. "Uh. So horny. Like... had sex, now have to have it all the time." Jared groaned, fumbling with Mr Ackles' belt to get into his pants. Before long they were jerking each other off, and Jared couldn't get enough of the feel of Mr Ackles' dick in his hand. Hot and damp and so hard and... "Yeah," Mr Ackles whispered, hips bucking, tongue licking up Jared's neck and into his ear. "Totally normal." Jared's eyes widened and he bucked his hips, fucking himself into Mr Ackles' hand as he tried to keep a steady rhythm going himself. "Sir... gonna come..." he whined, unable to hold it off any longer. Mr Ackles groaned and bit Jared's earlobe; and Jared came, all over Mr Ackles' hand. Mr Ackles whimpered softly and Jared squeezed his dick, pulling and jerking hard. "C'mon," Jared whispered. "Wanna feel you come on my hand... wanna lick it up..." and Mr Ackles grunted and his cock spurted, warm fluid covering Jared's fingers and wrist. "Mmmm," he sighed, letting go and bring his drenched hand to his mouth. Mr Ackles looked on with dark eyes as Jared licked his hand clean, then grinned and shook his head. "You're somethin' else, Jared," he purred, and Jared felt his insides turn warm. ~*~ "You have no idea how glad I was to see you in the hall," Mr Ackles said. They were sitting outside at a picnic table, books spread out around them to give the illusion of study. "Really?" Jared said, slightly skeptical. If the rumours were true, Mr Ackles wouldn't be the first teacher to fall prey to Alona. "Uh, Jared? You mighta missed this the first time round, but I'm gay." "Oh. Yeah," Jared said with a cocky grin. "I kinda got that when you put your dick up my ass, sir. Which, by the way, was fucking awesome, and I can't think about anything else." Mr Ackles sighed and put a hand over his eyes. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to teach a class when all you can think about is what you want to do to one of the students?" Jared laughed. "No idea at all. But, uh. Watch out for Alona, sir. Word is, she once got a teacher fired in her old school because she accused him of trying something with her. Dunno if it's true, but we all like to say it's cause he turned her down or somethin'." Mr Ackles frowned. "Right. Noted. Ah crap, look like you're working - Chris is on his way over." Jared started leafing through his books and Mr Ackles assumed a studious expression as the principal approached. Jared wasn't too sure about Principal Kane - he always seemed a bit lecherous, and he played country music in his office - but he was an okay sorta guy. "Mr Padalecki. Mr Ackles. Mind if I ask what y'all are doing out here?" "Jared wanted a little extra credit work," Mr Ackles said easily. "I figured he could help me out with a project I'm working on." Principal Kane eyed Jared a little suspiciously; Jared gave him his best angelic look in return. "Good for you, Mr Padalecki," Principal Kane said. "Don't let it interfere with your regular schoolwork, mind." "No sir, I won't," Jared said, giving the principal a brilliant smile. Principal Kane nodded at Mr Ackles, and headed back towards his office. "You think he suspects?" Jared asked quietly. Mr Ackles shook his head. "I don't think so." He frowned slightly. "But we'd best be very careful. Jeffrey already thinks we're up to something." Jared chuckled. "Jeffrey thinks everyone is up to something." Mr Ackles laughed. "I see. Oh, and Jared?" "Yeah?" "Quit calling me 'sir' when we're alone. It's Jensen, okay?" Jared grinned. "Whatever you say... Jensen." Next chapter Back to High School AU page |
