Detention II - yaoified | By : Atropa Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3886 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Once
upon a time I made this little limey-ish thing with
Shippou and Kagura. I decided to change it a bit…
Detention
II – yaoified.
Shippou sighed; he was
going to the detention-class. “I don’t know why, all I did was hiding inside
the girls locker room.” He thought and made a happy face. He had seen quite
lot of the females body. He could not help it, he loved them all.
He sighed again and opened
the door to the much hated rooms. He had been inside this room to often this
semester. His parents were going to freak if they knew, luckily they lived too
far away to know, he could always make up some white lies to cover up his
little mistakes.
He took a place in the
middle of the room; he just hoped that it was another teacher than Mr. Jaken who would take care of his punishment this time. The
little old man was almost green in the face with age. Shippou shuddered in
disgust. He did not like Mr. Jaken at all.
He began sketching on a
piece of paper and soon he was off into his own world of dreams. He was so deep
that he never noticed the teacher coming into the room. He was tall, his black
hair was tied up in a low ponytail, his dark blue suit was strict but yet very elegant.
In his right hand he held a suitcase and the other held a small wooden paddle.
“So this is the troubled
youth I have to cancel a hot date for?” he wanted to resign on the spot when he heard
that he had detention duty. “I hate kids….”
He saw that the delinquent
was in deep thought so he put away his suitcase and then he rammed his paddle
into the desk.
The loud bang made Shippou
jump two feet into the air and he looked up to see Mr. Miroku, the hottest male
teacher on campus stand behind the desk. He gulped. Because Mr. Miroku was not
only the hottest teacher, he was the meanest of them all. If you thought Mr. Jaken to be hard it was nothing compared to this lady.
“So little Shippou, you
like to look at girls?” he asked with a cold voice without looking at him.
“Ehhh?”
“Just shut up boy, I am
still talking here!”
Shippou gulped and nodded.
“Do you know what I am
missing today because of this?”
Shippou did not dare to
answer, he just shook his head.
“A date with the sexiest
man in town, a hell of a lover – and all because of one little red haired boy
that cannot get enough of the female body.”
Mr. Miroku’s voice was
still calm, but Shippou could hear his anger, shimmering under the surface of
that cold tone.
“So I have decided to let
you have more than you can handle – come over here boy!”
Shippou was not sure if he
heard his teacher right, so he just sat there, until he whacked his paddle into
the desk again. He was up in 0.2 seconds flat!
“Good, now come over here
to the desk!”
“Yes Mr. Miroku,” he
whispered. The forehead under his red hair glittered with small beads of
perspiration.
“Undress me boy!”
“W-what?? No.. no I can’t do that..” he stuttered out the words.
“You don’t want to know the
consequences for disobeying my orders boy!” Mr. Miroku’s voice was dark and firm.
Shippou paled and took a
step forward, he raised his hands – talk about shaky. He could feel the teacher’s
dark gaze on him as he began to unbutton his suit. Finally he had managed to
finish unbuttoning the jacket and he looked up into his teacher’s handsome
face.
“Take it off me boy!”
“Yes Mr. Miroku”, Shippou
said.
He removed the jacket from
his shoulders and laid on the desk.
“Remove my shirt now.”
“Yes, Mr. Miroku.”
He untied the dark blue tie
he wore and laid it upon the jacket and began unbuttoning his shirt. Shippou’s
hands were a little bit steadier this time. He could feel his teacher’s warmth
just millimeters under his hands as he open up Miroku’s shirt more and more.
Shippou saw his teacher’s muscular
chest be uncovered, the perfect white skin came into view, including a pair of
stiff nipples. “Man, I wish I could…” But Shippou’s thoughts were cut
off.
“Take off my shirt
completely,” said Mr. Miroku.
“Yes Sir.”
“Good boy,” he said and
smiled devilishly.
That
smile made his blood both freeze and boil. But he did as he was asked and he
pulled off Miroku his white shirt with shaky hands. Miroku stood in front of
him in just his trousers
“Do you want to touch me
boy?”
“Huh?? W-what?”
“My body, you want to me?
Want to know how it feels to have a warm skin underneath your fingers?”
“Gods YES” he wanted to shout.
“Touch me then, boy!”
His tone was commanding and
Shippou did not dare to disobey Miroku. He lifted a hand to carefully touch his
teacher’s right nipple. Miroku grunted low, when Shippou’s palm connected with
the sensitive area. It felt heavenly. Shippou saw the nipple becoming erect
under his touch and he stared intensely at it.
“Shy you are… but I like a
little bit more rough, do it like this,” said Mr. Miroku and took hold of Shippou’s
hands and pushed onto his chest.
Shippou got two handfuls of
hard flesh in his hands. Miroku made Shippou caress his chest in circular
motions.
“Good boy! Now remove my trousers!”
“This is not happening.” Shippou swallowed hard and watched Miroku
make a motion with his hips, silently telling Shippou to remove his trousers.
He took the zipper and pulled it down and he saw Miroku wiggle to let the trousers
pool around his feet. He was only wearing a red thong. “My God, does he
really wear these things in school?”
Mr. Miroku sat down on the
desk, his legs wide spread. You could easily see the cock outlined underneath
that silky little piece that was called underwear.
“If you ever get a
girlfriend or a boyfriend you must be taught how to please them – KNEEL!!”
Shippou instantly dropped
to his knees in front of Miroku. Shippou was now staring right into Miroku’s
red covered sex. He could see a darker spot… His teacher was wetting himself??
“Push the thong to the side
and take a look what you have done to me little boy!” Miroku said with a softer
voice.
“T-this is wrong,” Shippou
whispered trembling.
Miroku laughed bitterly, as
if he did not know it. Of course it was wrong! But he wanted to get to his date
and this was his fast way ticket out of the room.
“Do as I say boy!”
“Yes, Mr. Miroku.”
Shippou pulled the lace
from Miroku’s covered cock and saw the glistening tip glare him right in the
eyes.
“Use your hand to jerk me
of!” Miroku instructed.
Shippou nodded as he
shivered when he felt the soft skin under his fingers. He pulled the skin off
the tip of Miroku’s pulsating flesh, revealing a glistening head.
“Lick me first!”
A jolt went right trough Shippou’s
body and he shivered but he moved his head in between Miroku’s legs and his
tongue shot out and made a fast lick on the displayed cock head and then he
pulled back.
“Little boy, that will not
give me any pleasure, you need to lick much more and then you’ll will suck my
cock!”
Shippou nodded and licked Miroku
again, this time he took little more time to taste the unique taste of a man. “Shit,
this is addictive.” Shippou thought, and soon he found himself lapping
happily at the cock head.
“Gods, you are a natural
boy!” Miroku moaned and began playing with his nipples as he parted his legs
even more..
Shippou did not answer; he
was in a world of sexual bliss.
“Now, suck my cock, put it
in your mouth boy!”
Shippou encircled the angry,
weeping cock-head with his lips and suckled it like a piece of candy. He could
hear his teacher let out a raspy sound. He decided he liked that sound and he
suckled harder.
Miroku felt his cock throb
and then it came, painting everything pink and stars swirled around his head. He
could feel his cum splash against the back of the boy’s throat, his hands
grabbed hold of Shippou’s head and he held the boy in place as he just gushed
out his cum. He could almost feel the boy choking on his thick cum.
Once he felt he was
finished he let go of Shippou’s head. He saw the boy look up, a bit teary eyed
and Miroku was struck with a short flash of guilt. But when the red headed boy
licked his lips and offered a small smile that guilt was soon gone.
“Good boy, now run along.
And if you ever peep into the girls locker room again I will let Mr. Jaken be the one to give you a course in sexual behaviour, is that understood boy?”
“ Yes Mr. Miroku.”
Miroku smiled and dressed himself.
“But I suggest you use that
tongue of yours on your girlfriend or boyfriend later on, he or she will love
you for it!
“Yes Mr. Miroku.”
Shippou took his things and
rushed out from the class room.
“Man, he was good!” thought Miroku and adjusted his
clothes one last time before rushing to his date.
THE END!!
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