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I am in such a hentai slump now. So I bring you more Dirty Pair smut. This time with a student/sensei fantasy. Besides Dirty Pair needs more M rated fics. Right?

Fantasy Collection

Gakuto did not understand why he had to endure this punishment. He hated wearing girls clothes. Although his masochist side really liked it. Stupid masochism. Stupid math. Why had he failed that math test? It’s not his fault Calculus is so damn hard. Not even calculus--pre-calculus.

He let a dejected sigh, gaining the attention of his blue-haired megane sensei. “Is something the matter Mukahi-kun?”

“Yeah math sucks.”

“Now, Mukahi-kun without math where would we be.”

“A lot happier,” Gakuto answered.

His sensei gave a chuckle before coming over to sit next to him and look over his work. “You are making that problem far more complicated than necessary. If you just use the quadratic formula you will easily get the answer.”

“Quadratic whaty what?”

“Negative b plus or minus the square root of c squared minus 4 times a and c divided by….”

“Whoa, slow down, I didn’t understand any of that,” Gakuto whined holding his head in dismay.

“Didn’t you study?”

“My boyfriend tried to help, but…” quickly Gakuto covered his mouth at the slip while his sensei nervously fidgeted with his tie.

“I see and is your boyfriend the one that made you wear this outfit,” the megane asked motioning to the girls uniform.

Gakuto gave a glare. “Is your wife the one that made you dress like that?”

The sensei looked down at his dress slacks, button-up shirt, and plain red tie. He saw nothing wrong with his attire. “I am not married.”

“So that outfit was on purpose?” Gakuto laughed.

Sensei cleared his throat. “Back on subject. If you take this equation and label as so, using a, b, and c….”

“What do you do if you are horny?”

“Excuse me?”

“Your not married and unless your dating someone that means you ain’t getting any ass.”

“This is very inappropriate to discuss with a student,” his blue-haired sensei muttered uncomfortably.

“Gotta suck though. Knowing your students get more action than you.”

“Who says I do not get…action?”

“I can tell. You haven’t been laid lately…possibly never,” Gakuto began laughing. “Sensei, are you a virgin?”

He pushed his glasses further up the bridge of his nose. “That is not a matter for discussion. My sexual life….”

“Lack of.”

“…is my business.”

“Have you even ever been blown? Or has it always been just you and your hand.”

“Mukahi-kun, enough or I will need to report you to the headmaster.”

“Whatever.”

“Thank you, now back to the math,” his sensei stuttered with a slight hint to his Osaka accent. “You take this variable multiply it here and divided by this variable. Once you have that solution you will take the square root….”

“Don’t you ever get the urge to even try sex?”

His sensei gave a sigh of annoyance. They would never get off the subject of his sex life, would they?

“Mukahi-kun….”

“I can tell you…what my boyfriend does to me.”

“Mukahi,” the sensei tried again but to no avail.

“I suck him off, almost every time, I deep throat. That’s when you take the cock all the….”

“I know what deep throat is. This is not a suitable….”

Ignored.

“Anyways, after that he’ll pull my hair a little, throw me around, you know. Sometimes he sucks me off and that is about the hottest thing ever. Because my boyfriend is Oshitari Yuushi. You know Yuushi, right?”

“He is a model student, someone you should aspire to be like.”

Gakuto scoffed. “Anyways, when he fucks me, its so raw and rough. It feels so incredible. He grips my hips hard enough to bruise and pounds into my ass relentlessly and I scream for him. Begging for more and more. Deeper and deeper. So deep I bleed. I love the pain, and he gives it to me.”

His sensei cleared his throat, shifting around uncomfortably in his seat. “Perhaps I should go back to my desk,” he suggested practically running to the other side of the room. Gakuto smirked in victory. His sensei was completely aroused.

“Sorry, sensei, I’ve been a bad boy. I don’t know what Yuushi will do with me when he finds out,” Gakuto whispered, biting his lower lip in an enticing manner. “Probably bend me over and spank me. I bet that’s why he wanted me to wear this skirt. Easy access, you know?”

His sensei continued to shift around comfortable--desperately trying to will his erection away. Gakuto stood up from his desk, skirt pitched in the front from his obvious arousal. “How about this math, sensei? You plus me, equals a very good time.”

“Mukahi-kun, you shouldn’t say such things. Yo-your bo-boyfriend will be ve-very upset.”

Gakuto came over to the desk, circling around behind to stand next to his sensei. His sensei was frozen in place not sure how a supplementary lesson had turned into this. Lowering to his knees Gakuto ran his dominate hand over his teacher’s thigh towards belt and zipper. “Yuushi, won’t be mad,” he whispered pushing the older man’s legs apart and situating between them. “Besides, what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him,” he said, nimble fingers working on belt and zipper together.

The sensei hissed out in pleasure as a hot mouth took him in. He looked down to watch the red head bob on his erection, all the while trying to contain his moans of pleasure. Gakuto’s eyes looked at him before taking the whole member into his throat. “God,” his sensei groaned throwing his head back in ecstasy.

“I told you I’m good,” Gakuto whispered after pulling away. Quickly, he repeated the process earning the same groan of pleasure. Long fingers thread into his hair forcing him to keep the cock deep in his throat for a matter of seconds. When he began to run out of air, the man released him allowing him to surface.

“Sorry,” he apologized.

“It’s fine,” Gakuto said, wiping the saliva and pre-cum from the edge of his mouth. “You know, you said it’s bad for me to be doing this and bad boys need to be punished.”

“Ar-are you as-asking me to…”

“Spank me.”

Standing up he turned around and leaned over the desk presenting his bare ass to his sensei. That’s right, he wore no underwear under that skirt. “With what?”

Gakuto smirked, the other man was finally gaining some confidence. “Your hand. A ruler. I don’t care.”

The man picked up his standard 12-inch ruler and looked at it for a moment. He had never thought it would have such uses. Placing against bare cheek, he brought it back before slapping it against the boy hard. Gakuto moaned out in pleasure at the sharp pain. “Again.”

Once again a slapping sound filled the room as the plastic hit flesh. Over and over he repeated the process till both cheeks were swollen red. “So good, ne?” Gakuto moaned. Without a second thought the older man grabbed Gakuto’s hips and began rubbing desperately against his raw ass. Gakuto let out a moan of pleasure at feeling the member rub against him and it seemed his teacher was really enjoying this, even with the lack of penetration.

Come splattered across his ass as his sensei came, collapsing back into his chair. Turning around Gakuto smirked at his ruffled instructor. Seductively he sauntered over, bending slightly he made to remove his sensei’s shirt. “We’ll leave the tie, I think it’s sexy,” he said, throwing the shirt to the side. The Osakan grabbed his student around the neck pulling him down into a rough make-out session. Meanwhile, his other hand worked desperately to rid Gakuto of his school shirt, they would leave the skirt.

“Definitely desperate, aren’t you,” Gakuto chuckled. Not waiting for a response Gakuto climbed into his sensei’s lap situating himself so they would both be comfortable. “We-we should use lubricant and a condom.”

“That’s just like a teacher, so sensible. I like bareback, and fuck the lube.”

Reaching back he pumped the large member, so it was standing at full arousal once again. God, he was huge. Six maybe seven inches or more. Gakuto, didn’t really care, he just wanted that engorged flesh sheathed fully inside him. Lifting up, he positioned the head at his entrance before sinking down. He screamed out relishing in that strong stretching pain.

“So fucking big,” he groaned letting his head fall to his lover’s shoulder.

“Is that a good thing?”

“A very good thing,” Gakuto hissed. Slowly he lifted up before going back down to impale himself. It was so incredibly. He continued the process several times, earning groans of pleasure from the man beneath him. “Bite me, please,” Gakuto pleaded. Gentle teeth bit into his neck. “Hard.” The teeth came off his neck before biting down hard enough to tear flesh. “AHHH…” Gakuto screamed.

They were both tired of pussy footing around. If they were going to do this, might as well do it right. Moving back to a full sitting position, Gakuto began fucking himself right. Fast and deep. The chair creaking in protest under their brutal ministrations.

Grabbing those annoying purposeless glasses, Gakuto threw them to the side. “Yuushi!” he moaned.

“I-I am no-not, your lover, Muk-Mukahi-kun,” sensei reminded.

“Pick me up, do me on the desk,” Gakuto huffed. When his sensei went to pull out Gakuto stopped him. “Stay inside me.”

The sensei maneuvered them so that he was still buried inside the teen but could also move over to the desk. With slight difficulty he was able to place the red-head on the desk, laying back on his back.

“Now do me right.”

“I could get fired if someone walked in. You realize this.”

Gakuto threaded his fingers through sweaty blue locks, pulling the other down for a tongue dance. “Would it be worth it?”

“Completely.”

Gakuto smirked before his teacher began to drive into him brutally. “Oh…ah….” he moaned out, trying to grip onto the desks edges with little avail. “Yeah, like that.”

“Your so gorgeous, Gakuto,” that low voice husked into his ear, nipping playfully at the lob. They were starting to break character and they both knew it. Good thing they were both close to orgasm or the whole scenario would be ruined.

“Ah…” Gakuto moaned out when a large hand gripped him--jerking him roughly in time with the thrusts into his prostate. Moments later he came splattering semen all over his own stomach and lover’s hand while his lover blew deep inside him.

Gakuto smacked his lover’s shoulder. “Baka, you almost broke character.”

“Me? How about you, screaming my name?”

“That was different I was the gay student dating you, so I can call out your name all I want,” Gakuto reasoned. He wriggled slightly as Yuushi continued to leisurely pull in and out of him. “Perhaps we should get dressed and leave.”

“No,” Gakuto pouted.

“Your adorable,” Yuushi smiled, kissing the smaller boy lovingly. “But Atobe will be pissed if he finds us in his study. Even more so if he sees we’ve had sex on his desk.”

“Good point.”

Quickly they untangled themselves, hurrying to get dressed. “Though you did a really good job Yuushi. Next time you can stick the ruler inside me.”

“That was what toys were invented for Gaku-chan.”

Gakuto merely shrugged, grabbing Yuushi’s hand and running from Atobe manor. What Atobe doesn’t know won’t hurt him.

Later one Atobe Keigo entered his study to see things out of place. Not that the made would have noticed but when it came to his office, he was a perfectionist. Seeing something gleaming under his desk he leaned over and picked the object up. Rolling his eyes he hit the intercom key. “Ore-sama needs my office thoroughly disinfected and order ore-sama a new chair, immediately.”

As he looked at the glasses in his hand he contemplated the ways to make Mukahi and Oshitari suffer for using his study, for their sex fantasies.

-Owari-

Yeap, so there it is. I plan to do more fantasies once I come up with them. If anyone has any suggestions just drop me a review or a pm and I’ll write them. Feel free to request a different pairing. Thought I should warn you there are some pairings I refuse…such as perfect pair. If anyone requests perfect pair, the fantasy will probably end up TezuRyoFuji or OT5. Anyway enough ramblings. Hope you enjoyed.

JA NE!!!