Teaching a Lesson Part 10

Before Mr. Duport realized it, his mouth was covered and arms and legs held down by several of the guys in the debate club. They were good friends of Cody’s. And if they were at any other school, easily the lead picks for the football team. But they just weren’t interested. Mr. Duport tried to struggle. It was in vain as each one was strong enough to hold down each of his limbs by themselves.

Maybe if he wasn’t in a post high, or a bit tired from the sex, Mr. Duport would have been a bit more on the ball. It just felt so good. He hadn’t had sex in so long and then with a guy like Coach Malin who held him down and used his dick as a pleasuring tool, it was more of a dream than reality. 

Mr. Duport struggled with the shirt wrapped around his mouth. No words could be formed so no orders would be followed. “Sucks doesn’t it?” Cody asks as he reached into Mr. Duport’s pocket and pulled his phone out. “All this power and you can’t do a fucking thing about it.” Cody’s attention turned back to his phone. He tried to put in the code, but his fingers wouldn’t quite listen. “Are you fucking kidding me!” he nearly slammed it down in frustration.

“What? What’s wrong?” Vance asked.

“I can’t fucking use it because Mr. Duport hasn’t given it back to me!” Cody shouted. “You’re a real son of a bitch you know that! I tried to do something nice and then it goes and blows up in my face!” The smile obscured by the shirt in Mr. Duport’s mouth only made Cody’s face burn redder. He balled his fist up ready to punch the teacher silently mocking him.

“Woah! Calm down!” Vance got between them. However, Mr. Duport couldn’t help but notice the massive swinging rod between his legs. The student must have been working overtime to find each and every thing that Cody had changed, because Mr. Duport had given him barely even a nub and now it was down at his knees. Vance must have given up on underwear as well, because it was swinging like a pendulum. “What if you let someone else use it?”

Cody’s nostrils flared. Even with his deathly glare, Mr. Duport couldn’t help but consider him handsome. Though, he also looked deadly. Those thick arms were flowing with blood. Even without working out, viens poked out from his skin. He let out a huff through his nose, as though it was steam releasing pressure. “And who am I supposed to give it to? You?”

“Do you have any other options?” Vance pointed out the obvious. “Matt, Jack and Nick are all holding down Mr. Duport. And unless you want to bring someone else in, I don’t think you have much of a choice.”

There was a good thirty seconds before Cody finally handed over his phone. And it was with a strong huff. “Fine, just don’t do anything stupid,” he threatened. “Got it?”

“Got it,” Vance smirked as he started typing away. Mr. Duport braced himself for the change back to his small dorky little self again. But nothing happened. His body was still the same. If anything he just felt a little horny. He looked over at Vance and realized why. Vance might as well have been a god. A god of perfect beauty.

Standing at 7’6” and weighing, God knows how much, he was the most attractive person in high school. Hell, probably the world. His thick corded muscles were never allowed to be covered up. It was just a crime to not be able to see every single inch of his muscular body. People in his presence instantly became horny and if Vance became horny, their drive would only double. Sex would be the only thing on their mind. Unable to concentrate or focus on anything else. Their bodies would crave it. From any way possible.

Mr. Duport could already feel the guy around his legs shifting his weight back and forth trying his best to contain his erection. But the way he kept leaning in towards the teacher’s cock, it was a clearly losing battle. It didn’t matter how gay or straight the person was. As long as any adult was around they would get horny for the closest thing they could get their hands on. And that seemed to be Mr. Duport.

“Are you…” Cody droned off. His hand was already down his pants, playing with his hard cock. Vance’s presence was clearly having an effect on his mind. Sweat ran down his pits as his other hand pressed up against his chest. His hard nipples were so sensitive. “Are you going to change him?”

“Is that all you can think about?” Vance’s cool calm voice hit Cody hard. The other man thrust his hips forward trying to contain himself. “Especially when I’m right here…”

“It’s just…” Cody grunted again as Vance’s massive hands slid down Cody’s sides. He could barely control himself. Hormones were going haywire and he wasn’t even sure what he was thinking about anymore. Just Vance.

“Shhhhh… It’s okay, I’m not mad about it,” Vance said softly against Cody’s ear. His teeth nibbled on it. “No, I’m not mad about that…” Vance’s hands gripped Cody’s sleeveless shirt. “No… I’m pissed that you gave me a fucking nub for a dick.” Then ripped the fabric from his body. Somehow, even in the anger, his voice sounded so sexy. “You must have thought it was so funny, didn’t you?”

Cody couldn’t answer over his orgasm. Feeling his skin exposed while touching Vance’s body was too much. Signals misfired and he let out a heavy grunt. Thick wads of cum landed on the ground in front of him. “Nub..?” he questioned, feeling the massive rod poking at his back. “But you’re huge!” 

Vance smirked as he watched Cody’s dick throb with excitement at the thought of his dick. Even though he’d just finished, he was already ready for round two. “Man… You really can type in whatever you want…” Vance said. He looked over at the three guys feeling up and down Mr. Duport’s body while jerking themselves off. The third was loving the teacher’s cock in his mouth like no other. Vance’s hands lowered. “I thought I was being hyperbolic but you really want me to fuck you. Don’t you?”

“I do! I do!” Cody shouted. He dropped his shorts around his ankles, letting his cock free. Vance’s pressed against his asshole, dripping copious amounts of pre. Cody could feel the magical substance working its way inside him. Without it, there was no way Vance would have ever been able to have sex. No one had been able to study its properties yet, but everyone who experienced it understood the effects. Even with Cody’s tight virgin hole, he could easily take Vance’s thick cock inside without much effort. 

“DAMN!” Vance eyed his cock, near as thick as a beer can, opening up Cody’s hole. Each bit more that was pushed in sent a wave of pleasure through both of their bodies. “Oh fuck yeah…” Vance growled. His grip tightened on Cody as the other man couldn’t contain his excitement. Each inch pushed inside Cody made him unable to control his load, but his balls seemed to fill completely before release. When Vance finally hit a wall, he let out a little chuckle hearing the gasp and release from Cody. “Bet you wish I still had that nub…” he smirked.

“Never!” Cody cried out. “I’d never imagine you any other way!”

“Of course you wouldn’t,” Vance smirked. But of course no man would have. His face could stick with people for years. And his body was so perfectly sculpted, that people could barely control themselves around him. Even people with as much experience as Cody couldn’t do anything to stop from enjoying every moment of Vance touching him. With each thrust Cody would fall into another world. A world of pleasure and joy that he’d never experienced before. And then when Vance finally finished, Cody fell into the bliss.

Vance’s cock slid out of his asshole and he went back to typing. Mr. Duport looked over, he didn’t know how many times he’d finished. His mind was still working a bit in overdrive and body was tired. He stared at Vance, noticing the heavenly glow wasn’t quite there anymore. “Might have overdone it a bit,” he smirked. “By the way, Cody’s changed a lot.” Vance started listing off hundreds upon hundreds of changes that Cody had changed. Some were small and insignificant like what was for lunch while others were people’s entire lifetimes. Sometimes better, usually worse. There was always a bit of a trade off or private joke that Cody was laughing about that the person who was changed didn’t quite notice. 

“Cool…” Mr. Duport was still in a hazed state.

“Yeah… I definitely overdid it,” Vance smirked. He typed a few more things into the phone and then tossed it towards the teacher. 

It was fumbled slightly but ultimately caught. Mr. Duport felt his eyes linger on the senior. He was a bit sad that Vance had started to want to wear clothes again. At no point did the school force him to do so. Even if his body was a distraction to everyone in the classroom. Still, no one complained. Not even the other coach’s when he’d fuck them or the players before a game. 

“Right…” Mr. Duport looked over the phone again. He typed in a few things about him being fine. “Alright boys. Get ready for practice.”

“But… I’m not on a team…” one of them said.

“I don’t give a fuck. Go,” Mr. Duport pointed at the door. The three got up and rushed out of the room. Cody’s body tried to do the same but was so worn out from Vance it couldn’t quite move. Despite being ready for the olympics all that sex still wore him out. “Not you…” Mr. Duport growled. “We still need to talk.”