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"Got it bad, got it bad, got it bad, I'm hot for teacher. I got it bad, so bad, I'm hot for teacher."
--"Hot For Teacher," Van Halen
"Jim, what the hell are you doing?"
"Fuck!" Jim grabbed for the off button on Blair's computer but the Guide beat him to it, blocking Jim from turning the laptop off. "What the hell are you doing home?"
"First of all, I live here, second of all my class was cancelled today because of a campus event. Jim, what are you doing a chat room called "hot for teacher"?"
Jim panicked. "I like Van Halen?" he offered lamely, his mind whirring and searching for an excuse.
"Yeah, right! The last time I played For Unlawful Carnal Knowledge you slammed out the door until I turned it off!" The insistent chime of the instant message was distracting Blair and he caught the last line of the message that Jim had just sent. "Sorry to run but the real teacher just came home," he read aloud. A hot shiver went through Blair's body; if Jim was trolling cybersex chat rooms for someone willing to play teacher. then Jim might be looking for a way to unload some erotic steam about the teacher he lived with. The teacher that unknown to the Sentinel was in love with Jim, had the hots for Jim, and had to hold himself down from jumping Jim at any given second of the day. "Out of my way, Jim."
Jim sheepishly moved out of the way and towards the door, picking up his jacket and keys. He was almost to the front door when Blair's voice stopped him. "Hold it right there, James, sit your ass down because you're not going anywhere."
"Fuck," Jim whispered softly again, and dropped onto the couch, hiding his face in his hands. His face was scarlet, and the heat felt scorching against his hands. *Now you've gone and done it, Ellison! You are going to lose Blair because you couldn't keep your dick in your pants and you're going to be alone again. Serves you right.* He rubbed his face in his hands. "I'm sorry, I was searching for something else and I came across the chat room," he lied.
"Jim, don't lie to me, man." Blair's voice was chiding. "The chat logs show you got about three offers the minute you walked in, and they all called you by name and greeted you personally; you've been here before, probably a lot." Inwardly, Blair was surprised; he hadn't realized that Jim might have had feelings for him. And he wasn't taking a chance now; the Sentinel would have to confess. *Hell, Blair, for all you know, the man could have a private kink about teachers. and I could be the Easter bunny!* he ridiculed himself. *He's got the hots for you--you're the only teacher in his life--and he's coming here to blow his wad because he can't blow it with you!*
Jim flushed even deeper red, and he felt ashamed of himself for lying to Blair. "You're right, I've been there a lot in the last couple of months; whenever I--had a spare few minutes," he admitted. "I'm sorry I lied to you, Blair, and I'm sorry I used your computer, I just didn't think you'd ever find out."
Blair finally turned around to look at the Sentinel sitting on the couch. Jim's face was buried in his hands and Blair could see the red color spreading through the man's scalp and over his throat. "Why didn't you just tell me, Jim? I'd have helped set you up with one of the girls over at Rainier, you wouldn't have to go for some cyberskank."
Jim's head shot up at that. "They're not skanks!"
"How do you know that, Jim?"
"I've got pictures!" he said defensively before realizing what he'd admitted. *Big mouth, big feet,* he thought ruefully to himself.
"Show me, man, these I've got to see," Blair said, his heart pounding. Maybe Jim just liked the faceless fucking.
Jim gingerly took his place in front of the computer as Blair leaned over his shoulder, and he was glad of the table hiding his hard-on. He'd deflated as soon as Blair had caught him, but now with his Guide so close he was hardening again. He clicked on the three pictures and opened them up. "Here," he said, barely audible.
"Jim. those are guys," Blair said, inspecting the pictures carefully. *And they all look like me! Too much to hope for!*
"No lie, Darwin," Jim countered, his face still hot. "I kind of noticed that when I saw the cocks hanging there."
"Jim. I've got to ask. why are you fucking guy teachers?" Jim mumbled his answer. "Speak up man, I don't got your ears."
"I said I'm not fucking them, they're fucking me!" Jim shouted, appalled at himself for confessing all.
Blair dropped onto the sofa. "Okay, let me get this straight. you're going into a "hot for teacher" chat room, trolling for male teachers--who incidentally look like me; anything you want to tell me about that, James?--to fuck you up the ass?" At Jim's miserable nod, he risked it all. "Why didn't you just come to me?"
Jim's eyes locked onto Blair's, not believing the small smile of offering he saw there. "I didn't hope," Jim breathed softly. "I didn't dare to hope because I didn't want you to leave when you found out that I'm turning into some dirty old queer who had the hots for you."
Blair shook his head. "You got more than the hots for me, man. You protect me, you go to bat for me, you keep me safe and don't let anyone else get near me. jealous as they come and possessive to boot. man, you are in love with me." He reached out and touched Jim's face, running his hands through Jim's hair. "Just like I'm in love with you."
Jim wrapped his arms around Blair and held tightly. "No matter what they said, man, I always imagined it was you touching me, it was the only way I could get off. It was what they were saying, but it was you doing it."
Blair reached over and turned off the computer. "Come on, Jim. let's go do it then."
Jim caught at Blair's hand as the Guide pulled him to his feet. "Blair. you don't have to, just because you found me in that chat room."
"Man, Jim, don't you get it? I want to. I want you, I want to touch you and kiss you and taste you and fuck you and get fucked by you. I want to hold you and love you and be loved by you. I want to know that our partnership goes all the way down, from friends to lovers to mates to Sentinel and Guide," Blair explained as he tugged a slightly- resistant Jim up the steps to the big bed. "I want you, Jim, all of you, in every way."
Jim stopped halfway up the stairs and crushed Blair against his chest. "Blair. I never dared to hope for this. I mean, I fantasized about it, about you wanting me like I wanted you but. I couldn't stand hoping and then getting crushed every time you walked in the door with another woman's scent on you. So that's when I started going to "hot for teacher." I figured if I couldn't really have you, I might be able to find you in cyberspace but I never could. I found guys that were like you, but it never worked until I thought of your hands touching me and petting me and telling me I was a good boy."
"Come on, Jim. Let's go," Blair said softly, resuming their trek up the stairs. "Someday you're going to have to tell me what you did and we'll see if we can't make those fantasies come true," he continued in a whisper as he lifted Jim's hand to his mouth, planting a kiss on the back of it. "But for now, I just want to make you mine."
Jim shivered slightly, still unable to believe this was happening. Blair, on the other hand, was vibrating. For so long he'd wanted Jim to be his lover, and now. now it was happening and Jim was the unsure one. *Funny. I'd always thought it would be me, but I guess he is as human as the rest of us.*
They got to the bedroom, and Blair pulled Jim into the room. "Come on, man. let's get naked," he said with a teasing smile. He started undressing, and was surprised when Jim moved, pulling Blair's back to his chest and Jim's hands started pulling at Blair's clothes.
"I've waited so long to see you like this, don't deny me the pleasure of unwrapping my package," Jim breathed into Blair's ear, his tongue sliding through the hoops that pierced it and tugging gently. Blair's body twisted and arched slightly in Jim's arms as Jim finally took the initiative, his hands quickly disrobing Blair and touching the smooth skin that finally belonged to him. Pulling Blair back with him, Jim somehow got out of his shirt and landed on the bed beside Blair, clad only in his khakis. Blair was naked, beautifully and gloriously naked, and Jim kissed his throat. "Please, Blair. let me touch you. help me. I don't want to zone out but I need you. I need all of you," he pled with his Guide.
"Let go, Jim. I will always watch over you. You can have all of me you can stand, man."
Jim laid his cheek on Blair's stomach a moment before closing his eyes and turning his touch up as far as he could. He felt every nuance of Blair's skin; every hair felt like wire, every small flaw felt gloriously smooth and beautiful. The hard nipples his fingers encountered felt like rock and he rolled them, barely hearing the cries of pleasure his ministrations brought. Quickly though, he left Blair's nipples and slid his hands up to cup Blair's face, run his fingertips over his lover's face. The Guide's tongue caught Jim's thumb as it rubbed over his lips, and Jim moaned, his body shaking. Blair's tongue felt like wet velvet, the rough surface of taste buds scraping across the ridges of his fingerprint. Jim heard himself moan and dialed his touch back down, and let his eyesight dial up. The room was darkened by the evening light, and the Sentinel sight compensated, letting Jim see every inch of Blair's skin; the flush along his cheeks and throat, the trembling in his arms and hands.
He went through each of his senses, saving taste for last as he leaned forward and kissed Blair deeply, tasting his young Guide and moaning helplessly. "I'm going to devour you," he whispered, and Blair moaned too. Blair's taste intoxicated him; musky and soft, but lingering, and Jim had to have more of it. He ran his tongue over Blair's lips, licking them sensually, nibbling on his lover's lower lip then kissed lower, tasting the fine sheen of sweat that covered Blair's skin. Then he found the tangy taste of silver as he tugged the pierced nipple into his mouth, his tongue gently pulling the ring and carefully stretching Blair's nipple.
The Guide moaned again, arching his back and dragging his fingers through Jim's short hair, pulling him up. "Jim stop. stop before you lose control. I've seen you do it man, when you overload your senses, stop now," Blair ordered. "I want you to be able to make love with me." Jim took a deep breath as Blair blinked at him. "Jim?"
"Yeah, man. I'm okay." He shook his head, wondering how Blair had known that he was about to lose himself. "Did you. really say that?"
"Say that I want to make love to you? Yeah, man, I did and I do. I want to get inside you, Jim, I want you to know that you belong to me and not those jerks on the Internet!" He pounced on Jim, surprise letting him roll the big man over as Blair kissed him hard. "I'm going to take you, Jim, and you're going to forget anything else you ever had before me," he promised, pinching Jim's nipples roughly. "Now get up and finish stripping; I want to see my student," Blair said with a grin.
Jim's entire body jerked when Blair called him student, and he jumped to his bare feet, shucking off his khakis and boxers and throwing them into the corner as he got back into bed with Blair. He lay down, and Blair straddled his stomach, the Guide's hands moving immediately back to his nipples as his cheeks rested right above Jim's groin, right out of the range of his cock. His face was flushed, and he felt nervous, and tense enough to snap. "Yes, Mr. Sandburg," Jim whispered, and Blair gave a hard pinch to his left nipple. Jim shuddered and arched into his Guide's touch, almost bucking Blair out of his seat. Blair tightened his knees around Jim's waist and sat harder, rubbing his cheeks up and down, each time getting closer to Jim's cock.
Blair couldn't quite deny the rush it gave him hearing Jim call him Mr. Sandburg. He leaned down over Jim's chest until they were nose to nose. "You've been a bad boy, Jim Ellison," he whispered as he rubbed Jim's nipples with his palms. "You're going to have to stay after school for some. personal attention."
Jim's entire body was racked with shudders with each word. "Yes, sir, Mr. Sandburg," he whispered in return. "I know I've been bad, I shouldn't have been using the teacher's computer."
"No, you shouldn't have. You should have come to me and talked to me about it, I could have helped you. Now, though, you need more personal attention to this little. problem you seem to have developed," he said, reaching down and feeling Jim's throbbing cock. "Care to tell me what the problem is?"
Jim gritted his teeth as Blair stroked his cock. "There's this. professor at the college. that I've got a thing for," he grunted out. "Sexy. smart. beautiful!" His hips rocked forward as Blair's agile fingers squeezed his cockhead. "I've been dreaming. of him fucking me," Jim forced out, his grunts changing to pants as his body twisted under Blair's ministrations. "Just too scared to ask!"
Blair smiled as he kept stroking Jim's cock. "And now, Jim, now that you have this teacher ready to fuck you, what do you want to say?"
Jim's hands shot up and grabbed Blair's wrists, stopping the stroking of his cock and pulling the smaller man to look directly into his blue eyes. "I love you, Blair Sandburg, and not just for this. I've loved you as long as I can remember knowing you and I have wanted you to touch me like this for years. I might have been scared then, but not anymore; no matter what games we play, you're the only fantasy I ever want." His hands moved up to caress Blair's face and lock in his hair, luxuriating in the soft strands slipping through his fingers, the thud of Blair's heart in his chest echoing in his ears.
"Oh, man, Jim," Blair whispered. "I couldn't have said it better. I'm sorry that I couldn't see it sooner, sorry I made you so afraid." He leaned forward, straining against Jim's hands and dropping feathery kisses over Jim's face and neck. "I love you, James Ellison. I have since you walked into my office and wanted you since the first time you laid a hand on me," he said between kisses. "And I promise you, I will always be with you; we'll have forever, baby, you and me."
"Yes, forever," Jim echoed, a brilliant smile on his face as he let Blair go, and he moved down, licking Jim's stomach before blowing a breath across his cock. "Please, Blair," he whispered.
Blair let his breath out slowly again; Jim wanted the same thing he did. "Jim. have you ever been with a man before?"
"Yes, in college and in the army," Jim admitted. "Not for years though. But I always stayed clean."
"I have too; but it's been a while. And I stayed clean too; tested and everything. I just had to know you knew what to expect, not just from cybersex but from true experience."
Jim looked at Blair, who had moved halfway down his body, and pushed himself up on his elbows. "The only true experience I'll ever have is with you," he said softly. "Anything else was practice, preparation for the real thing; my life with you."
"Man, Jim. I love you." That's all Blair could say; Jim's words made him feel so precious, so loved and he couldn't express it. He met Jim's eyes with his own, and the Sentinel's smile told Blair that Jim had read everything he needed to know. "Lean back, Jim, let me love you," Blair pled, and Jim nodded once, and lay back down, letting his lover's tongue and hands slide over his groin before a nibbling kiss landed on his cock. He bucked, and Blair's mouth engulfed him, his cock sliding over the young man's tongue to lodge in his throat. Both lovers moaned at the same time, and Blair began to suck, wetting his Sentinel's erection as he slid his head back and forth along the length.
Jim closed his eyes, unable to watch his lover's work as his hands found themselves buried in thick wavy curls. He was careful not to pull, instead using them as handholds to guide Blair's mouth along his cock. His heart swelled as Blair's whimpers and moans sounded in his ears; his lover wanted him as much as Jim wanted his lover. "Blair. God, enough, you're going to make me cum," the Sentinel warned.
"I hope so, man. I want you, all of you." Blair redoubled his efforts, sucking harder and guiding Jim's cock deeper into his mouth. He felt Jim trembling under him, and knew his Sentinel was close. He relaxed and deepthroated Jim, his lips almost kissing the base of his lover's cock. Almost instantly, his mouth was flooded as Jim came hard, and Blair swallowed every drop, savoring the flavor of Jim's cum. It tasted sweeter and more beautiful than anything he'd ever tasted before and knew he'd never get enough of it.
Jim shuddered as Blair drank from him. He'd never thought that he'd see it; he pulled Blair to him and kissed him deeply, tasting himself in the kiss as his hands frantically stroked Blair's cheeks, kneading and squeezing them as their tongues dueled. Blair moaned, but turned away as he felt a throbbing in his own groin. "No, Jim, no. not this way. I want to cum fucking you." Reluctantly, Jim let go, and Blair knelt between his Sentinel's spread legs, and draped one over his shoulder as he stroked himself, using the slick precum that leaked from his cock as a lubricant. He parted Jim's beautiful ass, promising himself a later exploration of it, but his own need was driving him to take Jim and posses him.
Jim pushed down on the finger inside him, rocking side to side as Blair stroked. He cried out as Blair's finger left, but moaned again as two fingers came back instead. He started moving again, but Blair's free hand rested on his stomach. "Be still, Jim, just feel it, man. don't work for it, I'll be inside you soon enough, just let me love you."
Jim stilled, his body moving only slightly as Blair's fingers stroked him, yet Jim still almost rocketed off the bed when a third finger joined the two stroking him. His cock was hard again, and his fingers knotted in the sheets. "Blair, please. now."
Blair pulled his fingers out, and stroked Jim's thigh. "Spread your legs for me baby. wide as you can, let me inside," Blair cajoled, once more lifting Jim's leg to drape over his shoulder. "That's it, open up for me."
Jim whimpered at Blair's words, incredibly erotic to him. He opened his legs as wide as he could, feeling Blair move between them, rubbing the leaking head of his cock against his tight opening. "Fuck me, please, Blair. fuck me and make me yours. I want you later but right now I want you to take me."
Blair shuddered as he came hard, his seed spilling over Jim's opening as he slid in, his cock slicked with it's own orgasm. "Damn, baby, you're tight," Blair whispered, putting his hands on Jim's shoulders and pushing inside slowly. His cock was screaming inside Jim, feeling every inch of his lover's sheath around him squeezing and trembling. Suddenly, though, he felt Jim force his body to relax. "Jim no, baby, don't," but the Sentinel didn't listen.
Jim pushed himself down, Blair's cock sliding to the hilt inside him as the Sentinel cried out his lover's name. They rested together a moment, Blair leaning over Jim as he shook, feeling his balls rubbing against Jim's cheeks and the throbbing that surrounded his cock. He'd never felt like this before and knew Jim was the only lover he'd ever needed. "Blair," Jim choked out, unable to speak. He moved against Blair, and the Guide thrust hard, his cock moving inside Jim's tightness.
Blair felt as though his cock was going to explode with every stroke. He had never imagined that anyone could be so tight and hot and slick and Jim was all that and more. He pounded into Jim, felt the Sentinel's legs wrap around his waist and pull him closer. His nails dug into Jim's shoulders as the Sentinel's hands grabbed his shoulders and pulled him down. "Blair I've never felt this way before," Jim ground out into his lover's ear. "Thank you for giving me this feeling."
Each of Jim's words brought a jackhammering thrust of Blair's hips. "God, Jim. me either. nobody but you makes me feel this way," he said, slamming deep and pulling almost completely out before slamming in again. His hips were almost a blur as they moved in and out, and he wrapped his hand around Jim's jumping cock. He couldn't believe he was shaking Jim's body. Fiercely, Blair stroked Jim's cock, caressing it and twisting his hand as he pounded. "Let go for me, Jim," Blair encouraged, and Jim's hands fell from his shoulders to once more knot in the bedsheets. Blair heard fabric ripping as Jim's nails shredded the sheets, and with a roar of Blair's name, Jim's cock spurted once more as his sheath almost locked tightly his lover's cock; he felt himself throbbing around Blair's length, and held tightly to it.
Blair's scream united with Jim's roar as the Sentinel's muscles locked around his Guide's organ, throbbing and milking the jets of creamy cum out of it. The clamping and throbbing around his organ was so intense, for moments he saw nothing but stars, and then found himself pulled tightly against Jim's broad chest. "Blair, are you okay? Blair?"
Blair realized he must have been out longer than he'd thought if Jim was asking if he were okay. "Man, Jim, I am so better than okay. I have never been better in my life." He crawled the rest of the way up Jim's chest to curl up in the crook of his lover's arm. "And I've never been so exhausted in my life." He felt Jim's fingers twirling in his curls and loved it. "You?"
"Never better." He pressed a kiss on Blair's hair. "I won't go near your computer anymore. But, I did get that messenger thing on my computer at the station, although I never turned it on. guess I don't need it now."
Blair's smile was hidden against Jim's forearm, but Jim felt it anyway. "Oh, I wouldn't count on it, man."
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