5. You’re interrupted

“Hey, um, Luke,” another teacher comes up next to you and Elena, “there’s a little bit of a scene behind the gym.”

“What kind of scene?” You look at him, hoping it’s the kind of thing someone else can handle.

“A couple of girls putting on a scene, I mean, if you catch my drift.”

“Ah.” You nod to Elena and break off to see exactly what he means.

When you get behind the gymnasium, you immediately see the ring of boys. As you quietly walk up behind them, you also get to see what they’re all staring at. Almost all of them have their cocks out and are jerking off to Adrianna and Eva eating each other out. You watch for a moment, letting it stir your cock.

“AHEM.” You cough. The boys look up at you, eyes wide and scatter. You see out of the corner of your eye one of the boys watching might have been the art teacher. He was a small man who could easily fit in with the boys and you’d always taken him for a bit of a perv. Although that was rich coming from you these days.

You look down at Eva and Adrianna. “Girls.”

Adrianna rolls off of Eva, looking up at you. Both have their dresses bunched around their waists and their panties tossed somewhere to the side. They look up at you, terrified.

“Girls, didn’t we have a conversation about this?”

“Simon… wanted to watch…” Eva begins trying to formulate an excuse but only succeeds in letting the truth spill out.

“And you thought behind the gym was a good place to do that?”

“Where else?” Adrianna is half sarcastic, half serious.

“A locker room, anywhere. Honestly.” You’re more disappointed than angry. And you kind of wish you’d been able to watch longer. “We’ll talk about this tomorrow morning. Just… go back to the dance for now.”

The girls nod and straighten themselves out. They look around and realize the boys took souvenirs.

“Mr. Spear… we won’t have underwear…” Eva blushes hard.

“Well, that’s just how things shake out sometimes. Consequences.” You rub the back of your neck. You know the girls will go back to the dance floor and it won’t be long before someone starts grinding up on them. How long before the school knows they’re panty-less sluts who willingly put on a show for boys?

The two girls look at each other and glumly go back to the dance. You follow at a bit of a distance, wishing there were something you could do in the moment to sink your cock into one or both. You’re already sporting a bit of a hard on. When you reenter, you look around for Elena, hoping to pick up where you left off.