"Justin, blow Mr Johnson while you ride me"

Your words hung in the air. It felt like all eyes were on you, though no one actually cared what you were doing. Finally, Justin pulled off your dick with a smile.

"Yes sir!"

You looked at Quinten, who had taken your silence to his unforced celibate lifestyle as uncomfort and moved on to the latest news. Justin was unzipping Quinten's trousers, fishing around for his dick. Quinten stiffened briefly, causing you to hold your breath anxiously, before he continued on.

Justin began wanking Quinten's dick to hardness, which was rather small. He then climbed on top of you and grabbed your cock, aiming it at his tight pucker. Sinking down, he gasped at the intrusion, allowing his hole to adjust to the sensation. Meanwhile, you were in ecstasy. You weren't a massive exhibitionist, but having a student fuck himself on you in front of all your colleagues felt exhilarating, not to mention he was about to blow one teacher without him even realising it. Justin continued inching himself down, adjusting to the intrusion, before finally reaching the root of your dick. He sighed, proud of himself, before leaning down to Quinten's groin. Quinten inhaled sharply, feeling his cock be enveloped by a hot mouth, but continued with his boring conversation. You couldn't help but laugh at the ridiculousness of everything.

"I guess this is where I'm going to be hearing all the jokes."

You and Quinten both looked to find Mrs Ennor sitting down with the two of you. Ruth looked about 80 and should've retired years ago. She wasn't necessarily an unlikable person, but just bored you, and her students, to sleep.

"I don't know what he's laughing about, but I reckon I could crack you." Quinten smiled, challenging the old woman.

"Alright," she said, "give it your best shot."

As the two of them settled into a comedy war, you decided to really fuck Justin's ass. Grabbing the boy, who was hunched over uncomfortably to suck your colleague, you **** him down to the root of your dick. Justin briefly stopped sucking to gasp out in pain/pleasure. Holding his hips, you began slamming the blonde twink, revelling in his tight arse. You could briefly hear Quinten try to explain his joke to an unamused Ruth, but you were more focused on the pleasure the student was giving you.

"Might have to get Nick back." you moaned quietly, "Two best friends, fighting over my dick, mmm."

You groaned at the thought. You began really pummelling the boy, getting close. You were just about out of your chair, thrusting as you slammed him down on your dick. You heard Quinten's breath catch, glancing over at him. He was still uselessly explaining his joke to Ruth as he gasped. You could se his face screw up before he groaned, unknowingly holding Justin's head down on his shooting cock. Watching your friend orgasm without knowledge pushed you over the edge, as you slammed Justin down one last time.

"Oh, take it!" You cried out in a quiet voice, though everyone probably would've heard you if it weren't for the powers.

You unleashed your balls into the hunky teenager, filling his deflowered arse with hot cum. You held the meaty rump of the boy, who lifted off of Quinten's dick. With a bit of cum on the corner of his lips, he groaned long. Justin unleashed his hot cum all over you, striking you in the face. His torrent of seed left you a mess, but you were too aroused to care. You pulled Justin down into a kiss, fucking his mouth with your tongue. He licked his baby batter off of your face, feeding it back to you. As you swapped cum between you, the bell rang, signalling the next class. Justin ruefully lifted off of your dick. As he did, though, it was as if he got hit with a tonne of bricks.

"I- You-" he stuttered, wide-eyed, "Did you- f- fuck-"

"Off to class now, Justin." you said, licking some of his cum off of your tie.