The Sub Teacher, Part 1

Sawyer was excited and looking forward to going to school. This was unusual, and it had nothing to do with school itself or any of his classes. It was because yesterday was his birthday, and he was now 18, a legal adult. He had finally installed Grindr and was ready to explore it, start meeting some hot new guys to fuck. It wasn't that he'd intended to wait until he was legal to get the app. No, he would've had it two years ago if he could have, but his parents had closely monitored his phone and what he put on it. But last night, they'd told him that he's an adult now and that they'd respect his ability to make his own choices as long as he took responsibility for them. So, he'd downloaded the app, and he was dying to get out and see who he could find on it.

There were a few guys near his house that he didn't already know about, but he was only interested in one of them. He made a sort of mental note about him. Sawyer was more interested in the closeted guys at school and all the kinky fantasies and games he'd devised to play with them. He left home early and drove to the campus, a few supplies stashed in his backpack just in case. He stared at the app on his phone as he walked into the building, watching profiles pop up and shift around. There were quite a few guys he hadn't seen, both in his class and in the neighborhood around the school, several of whom he was interested in. There were several twink-bodied guys who might make nice fucks, and there were a few jocks, none of whom showed their faces.

But one profile in particular caught his eye, one with the headline "Sub 2 Pls Doms." Like so many of the others, there was no picture of the user's face, and there was nothing else Sawyer could use to identify the user. But he had a nice, well-muscled body, and the line "I live to serve dominant men" left no doubt about his status as a sub. The app showed that the user was close, which meant he was probably somewhere in the school. He smiled. This was the one he wanted, and he made it his mission for the day to figure out who this guy was and nail him.

He had more trouble than ever concentrating on his work that day as he kept glancing at his phone and trying to figure out who the user was. He was also wondering what this guy looked like and fantasizing about what he would do to him once he found him. He was preoccupied with the mystery all through the first half of the day. Then, after lunch, he walked into his economics class and checked his Grindr after sitting down. It said the sub was 7 feet away. He was right there in the room! But who was he? The room was full of students, roughly half of whom were guys. He started sizing them up, trying to guess who he was. He wanted to see who he was chasing before he started chasing him. He kept his phone out as Mr. Stephens called the class to order, keeping an eye on the screen as he looked around.

The teacher started his lecture, and Sawyer hid his phone under a book, glancing at the screen from time to time, hoping for some clue about the sub's identity. He was staring at the profile when he saw the distance drop suddenly as he heard his name.

"Sawyer! Put your phone away."

The app now said the user was 0 feet away, and he had his answer. He looked up at Mr. Stephens and said, "Yes, sir." He put the phone in his pocket but grinned to himself as he realized he'd found his prey, and he did indeed want to chase it. Stephens was young, in his mid-30s, and well-built. He had a nice face and was in fact a muscle twink. Sawyer felt his dick hardening in his pants at the knowledge that he was going to fuck his teacher. He kept his phone in his pocket for the rest of class, pretending to pay attention but really fantasizing about what he was going to do to the unsuspecting man.

When the bell rang, he took his phone out again and messaged Mr. Stephens on the app. "Get ready to serve! Look in front of you." Stephen's phone chimed in his pocket, and he took it out, swiping on the screen. His eyes widened a bit, and he looked up, his face reddening as realization dawned on him. Sawyer grinned in triumph.

Stephens swallowed hard and said, "What do you want?"

"It's not what I want," Sawyer said. "It's what YOU want: to serve a dom like you're meant to." He glanced down. The bulge of the teacher's hard-on was unmistakable. "See? Don't worry, I'm 18 now. You won't get in any trouble. Give me your address, and I'll see you after school."

"I-I don't think that's a good idea," stammered the surprised man.

Sawyer moved closer, inches from Stephens's face and said, "You don't? Really? 'Cause I think you do. I think you're dying for it, and you'll do anything to have it. Won't you?"

"Y-yes," breathed the teacher.

"Address. Now."

"8634 Oldham."

"Good boy. See you after school."

The rest of the afternoon was a blur to Sawyer because all he could think about was what was going to happen in a few hours. When school was out, he couldn't wait. He walked back to Mr. Stephens's classroom and found the teacher still there with a few lingering students. He stood there until the teacher looked up and they made eye contact. Sawyer smiled as Stephens blushed. He mouthed "Let's go. NOW!" Without waiting for an answer, he turned and walked out, headed for his car. 

He drove right to Mr. Stephens's house, where he could tell he'd beaten the teacher there. He took out his phone and texted his mom, telling her he'd be at a friend's house for a while. A minute later, Stephens pulled up in his car. The two of them got out and headed for the front door, Sawyer carrying his bag and staring the uncomfortable man down. As soon as they were in the house, Sawyer grabbed Stephens's ass and pressed his lips to the older man's, sticking his tongue into the teacher's mouth. They kissed for a minute or so before Sawyer broke it off.

"I can't be calling my bitch 'Mister,'" he said. "What's your first name?"

"Tyler."

"Yeah, you look like a Tyler," Sawyer smiled. "So, Ty, wanna see the body you're gonna be worshipping?"

"God, yes!"

Sawyer stepped back and pulled his shirt over his head, exposing his lean but finely-developed torso. His pecs weren't but they were very well-defined, and he had perfect 6-pack abs. His arms were also well-defined and thick, and he was smooth except for a dark, moderately-thick treasure trail dipping under the waistband of his jeans in the clear V-line of his hips. It was a perfect body, and Tyler's face lit up to see it. The teacher dropped to his knees and buried his face in those perfect abs, kissing and licking the muscles. Sawyer grabbed the back of his head and pushed down, rubbing Ty's face on the prominent bulge in his jeans.

"How 'bout it, bitch? You ready to see my cock?"

"Yes, please!"

"So, open my pants up and take it out."

"Yes, sir." Tyler reached up and undid Sawyer's belt, pausing to kiss his abdomen. Almost feverishly, he unbuttoned the jeans and pulled the zipper, yanking the pants down and exposing a pair of tight black boxer-briefs. He paused again to kiss and nibble on the tip of the large bulge through the cotton fabric and then grabbed the waistband and pulled the underwear down, the rock-hard cut cock slapping his cheek as it bounced free.

Sawyer said roughly, "You like what you see, bitch?"

"Yes," Tyler answered breathlessly. "It's huge! It must be eight inches!"

"Yeah, I knew a little sub fag like you would like it." Sawyer grabbed Tyler's chin and tilted his head up to look him in the eyes. "Who's your daddy, boy?"

"You are, sir."

"That's right. Now, make Daddy proud and suck my cock!"

Tyler dove onto the massive piece of meat, wrapping his lips around it and licking it as he lowered his head, sucking hard as he went. Sawyer moaned in pleasure, whispering, "Oh, god, that feels so fuckin' good!" Ty kept sucking as he raised up again, leaving the mushroom tip between his lips and licking the piss slit to taste Sawyer's precum before running his tongue all around the swollen purple head. He pulled back again, dipped, and licked his student's dick from base to tip, then moved down to lick and suck each of his balls in turn. He slathered them in his saliva, and then he rose back up to attack the huge dick all over again, slowly bobbing up and down on it and letting its full length slide across his tongue. He started to speed up, and Sawyer moaned again, saying, "Oh, fuck, yes! Such a good cocksucker! Keep going! Worship my dick, bitch!" Tyler went even faster, sucking and slurping as he rose and fell on the massive meat, and Sawyer yelled as he came to a sudden and intense climax, his body rippling with ecstasy as he erupted into his teacher's mouth, launching shot after shot of cum down the older man's throat. Tyler swallowed every last drop and slowly pulled off, hungrily sucking out the last of Sawyer's juices. When he at least let the softening cock slip from between his lips, he said, "Thank you, sir."

Panting, Sawyer said, "Holy shit, I can tell you've had a lot of experience! That was the best blowjob I've ever had! And I've had a lot of blowjobs! Now, let's go to your living room, and I'll give you your reward." Tyler led the way to the next room, where Sawyer told him to lie down on the carpet. The teacher did as he was told, and Sawyer started pulling his pants off.

"I don't usually get a blowjob in return," Tyler said, surprised and rather hopeful.

"And you're not gonna get one now," Sawyer replied. He opened his backpack and pulled out a large disposable diaper. The teacher started to object, but the boy cut him off, saying, "No arguments! You belong to me now! You do exactly what I say if you want to keep getting this cock you love so much! And don't forget what would happen if anyone found out you were blowing one of your students! No, I OWN you now, 'Mr. Stephens.' You're MY boy, and you'll do exactly what I tell you when I tell you and nothing else! And I say you're going to wear this diaper and not take it off for anything until I come back early tomorrow morning!" With that, he sealed Tyler's fate by taping the diaper on, solidifying his ownership of the older man.