Late for Class

I was whistling god damn it. Getting to kiss a goddess like Newland really brightened my day. I briefly thought about Chloe and what I would tell her if that info ever got back but... I also didn't really care anymore.

Chloe and I were good. We had been a nice solid couple for 2 years and we've done everything together. However, she got accepted to a school across the country from me and she's convinced that's her best move. I've already pretty much given up on us. It's sad but... college is coming. Time to think bigger.

I walked into the band room about 20 minutes late, the scene was exactly what I expected. Kids strewn about the room, playing games, a few nerds actually practicing their instruments, and bullshitting with each other. "Morning John." I smiled at Hannah, one of the clarinets who happened to be by the door. "You look cheerful."

"I've just... had a good morning. You know?" I asked casually. I didn't want to advertise what me and Courtney did. I didn't want to get her in trouble. Hannah smiled back.

"Well that's good. I think your attitude is turning my morning around now." She giggled and then walked off into the storage closet. Sharon Del Moro, the band director, stepped out of her office and looked directly at me.

"Kenway. You're late. Office." She said abruptly. I sighed and steeled myself. We won our competitions, we were the number one wind ensemble in the western United States, we were the marching band champions, all because Sharon Del Moro was a raging cunt. She would throw shit, scream, she made us do this one drill for 4 hours in the beating down sun until we got it perfect three times before she let us get water. While I knew I could get away with **** on campus this close to the end, I also knew that Sharon did not need a reason to be a bitch.

I walked into her office and she was sitting on it, facing me. Unlike Newland, she was a short, dark haired, small Latina who had a fierce scowl and an angry disposition. Still...pretty? But it was hard to see that after everything she'd done to us. She was folding her arms.

"Yeah. I was late. I'm sorry, I got held up in the parking lot." I said truthfully. She looked down at my shorts and then back up to me.

"Being a shithead everywhere today then? What's that from?" She pointed to my still rock hard cock. I looked down and then back up to her with embarrassment.

"What? Nothing, it's just... are you allowed to ask that even?" I was confused. She was focused. She leaned forward and put her small, powerful hand on the head of my cock. "Woah!"

"It's so hard. Explain why your cock is hard?" I swallowed as she ran her thumb along my head.

"Uhhh heh. Well you know Courtney Newland...the um...proctor? She found out my parking pass was fake and then she...kissed me." I said. Yep. Threw Courtney under the bus to get out of this awkward situation. Sharon looked up at me.

"So. Answer my question. Being a shithead everywhere today?" Oh fuck, that didn't work!

"Uh...yeah I guess." It was starting to feel good. So good. I closed my eyes to try and calm myself down. She saw this and kept rubbing her thumb under my cock head.

"I think it's too bad that Courtney just stopped at kissing. You're clearly a fucking annoyance wherever you are." She said, her voice a weird mixture of disappointment and excitement. Like she was enjoying my humiliation.

"Uh, Ms. Del Moro? I think...unhhh...I think I'm gonna." I moaned as my balls collapsed and started to cum. "Fuuuuuck." I moaned as my cock pumped cum through my shorts. I don't know if it was the surprise or the awkwardness or what, but I came a LOT from that. "Oh shit. Oh fuck I'm sorry." I said quickly. Sharon looked grossed out by the cum that was sticking to her fingers. She grabbed a Kleenex and rubbed it off her fingers and then didn't offer me one to clean my shorts.

"Don't be late again." She said coldly. I reached for the Kleenex box and she slapped my wrist. "No. Those aren't yours. Leave." She pointed to her door. Oh fuck.

I cursed my hubris. One month to go in school and I thought I could escape with my reputation unscathed. I thought I would be one of the few kids who got out without some big embarrassing incident. How naïve was I? I took a deep breath and decided to play on psychology. If I didn't draw attention to it, maybe nobody would notice. It was a slim shot but it was all I had.

I shook myself loose of the post nut haze and I walked quickly out of the office and into the main band room. My psychology shit didn't last long.

"Look! Del Moro made John cum!" Everyone turned and laughed. I nodded and tried to laugh with them as I bolted for the door. The bathroom was across the quad from the band room and the quad was fucking full of people amassing for 1st period. I was torn. I wanted to keep the cum in one glob so that I could clean it more easily, but this made it way more visible. I just kept my head down and pushed through the crowd and prayed a little. After what felt like an hour, I finally made it across and got to the bathroom.

I cleaned myself off and then leaned back against the tiled wall. Finally catching my breath, I realized that something was definitely off about today.

I walked out of the bathroom and back to the band room slowly. No longer worried about my appearance. I was lost in thought, why did she do that? Courtney's kiss, then Sharon's hand job, then the reaction of the other kids. It wasn't like...special ridicule from the students. It was...generic? Like I got a fucking detention or something, nobody was like "OH SHIT YOU GOT A HANDY FROM SHARON." Which wouldn't be a big brag anyways because she was never considered that hot but still. The guys would've taken notice right? I walked inside and found Hannah sitting there at the door again.

"I heard Del Moro made you cum." She said with a bit of sympathy.

"I know...sexual harassment or something right?" I asked somewhat jokingly. I wasn't going to press charges or anything, I wanted to see Hannah's reaction. Which was fucking nuts too.

"What? No. Just...be on time. You know? We have a month left so don't fuck it up now." She said. "You still cheerful after that?" She raised an eyebrow with amusement. I only took a second to sit with the situation. I got a hand job which was nice, it was a little awkward. Also it was from a notoriously bitchy teacher which I think made it more impressive? Time to figure this shit out more.

"Yeah, she's not gonna get me down for something like that." I flashed Hannah my most charming grin. She blushed and patted me on the shoulder.

"Glad to hear it!" Hannah was certainly very cute. She had rose blonde hair with a pink streak down the side and she wore dark rim glasses. She was very petite and she looked like she would make a very sweet but prudish girlfriend. Although the thought of corrupting her had crossed my mind once or twice. I smiled and walked passed her to some of the guys. I needed to see how they'd react in the other direction.

"Got a handjob from Del Moro." I bragged with a satisfied grin. The guys just looked up at me. Dave spoke up.

"Uh yeah. Cuz you were late. Why are you psyched about it?" He joked. Mike chimed in.

"Yeah, we get enough shit from that bitch as it is." Weird. They weren't impressed by the sexual accomplishment at all.

"Mr. Hamilton." I turned back to see Sharon standing at the door to her office and then I saw Gordon Hamilton standing at the front door, clearly late. "Do you think this is a fucking bus stop you can show up to whenever you want? Get in my office." Gordon looked defeated and walked over to her door. I instantly positioned myself by her office window. Not that I wanted to see Gordon give a handjob or anything... Oh shit.

Gordon came back out of the office holding a slip. "What happened." I asked him urgently. He just sighed.

"Detention again. Fucking sucks."

"She didn't...jerk you off?" I asked. He looked grossed out.

"What? No! Why the fuck would she do that? That's your thing." He said, walking away from me like I was the weirdo. That was my thing? I didn't have time to process that as the bell rang.