He batted his eyelashes at me.
“A tip?”
“Yep,” he said. “For offering a service. Just a nice something to say we’re doing a good job.”
Gabriel hadn’t mentioned that. “And you want a tip?” I asked him.
He continued to bat his eyelashes. “Well, I told you the basics.”
A tongue popped, startling us both. As I turned, I saw Asher, dressed up with his ears on and a similar glitter highlight dotted at his face. He stood, shaking his head. “Leave.”
“Me?” I pointed a finger at myself.
“No, Jasper. Go on,” he snapped.
As the boy left my side without a tip, Asher approached.
“I had to come and see for myself,” I said, looking him up and down. He had long white stockings up his thighs with pink ribbon bows by his ankles.
“I’m not surprised. I knew you couldn’t resist coming it when you saw them.” He stepped closer as I stepped back, pinning myself against the wall. He closed the gap between us. His glossy pink lips smacked together.
“I didn’t realize there’d be so much—in the face.”
“Now you’ve seen, now you can leave.”
I grabbed his hand as he turned away. “No. You’re in my class several times a week, being the worst,” I said. “It’s time I had some fun.”
Asher pressed his body against mine, pinning me still. “You think you’re doing something,” he whispered. His hand grabbed my chest, squeezing my pectoral. “I’m the student, remember? You’re the dirty little teacher who came here because you thought it would give you an advantage.”
I shook my head, scared to open my mouth for the heavy panting palpitations coming from my chest.
“You want to know what I do?” he asked. “Because if it makes you feel better, I can take you into a room and show you what it looks like.”
“I—I don’t.”
I’d come here because I wanted to see how he looked, and now I had seen him. My throbbing erection was back.
“I think this gives me an advantage over you,” he said. “I’m just a sweet, innocent boy, looking to make some money. And you’re a dirty man in a position of power, wanting to take me in a room and—” He smacked his lips, they were moist and glossy. “So, how much are you willing to give me to keep quiet?”
I hooked a finger in the collar around his neck. “Not a cent,” I told him. “I might need to have a talk with the counselors on campus, it’s a shame to see young people like you resort to this type of life,” I whispered, feeling the adrenaline kick me in the throat.
He let out a gentle purr. “Oh, is the dominating voice of a submissive teacher?” he asked. “I didn’t think you had it in you. And you’ll find that telling someone about what you saw here goes against the rules.”
“I bet you love being told what to do,” I said. “Just one big cry for attention. Acting out.”
“Go on.” His soft voice tickled at my neck. “You should know I have this fantasy about you. You’re stuck up, but when you shout at me, it gives me a raging boner.” He reached for my hand, and my curiosity allowed him. “Do I get you hard, Sir?” he asked. “Or would you prefer Master?”
I was solid. My cock begged to be freed from my trousers. I stuttered, and usually getting my words out wasn’t an issue.
“When you find your voice, come find me,” he said, letting go of my hand.
I’d expected that to have gone differently. I hadn’t expected him to come right up to me, but he knew about the no camera policy, and I wasn’t the type to take a picture or blackmail. Unless that blackmail was a tool to get my student to listen and take part in class. He was a grown adult, after all, and after that interaction, I knew that more than ever.
Looking around, there were more boys, holding hands with men. Some of them sat on laps and ate food from hands. It wasn’t long until I walked in on Gabriel stroking a boy’s head as he lapped milk from a saucer on the floor. “You need something?” he asked.
I wanted to find a bathroom so I could beat my cock into oblivion. I also wanted to go home and beat my cock into oblivion too. But we couldn’t leave so soon; we’d only just got here. I gave him a thumbs up and walked away.