An Irregular Scholastic Day Part 1
Many stories may begin with once upon a time where "time" is wonderful place of rainbow spewing unicorns drinking cocoa on a chocolate rooftop with an ever-so polite whale wearing a bowler hat. None such fantasies beguile here. In fact if one were able to create an opposite to such a bizarre occasion then this story would get par. However, like most stories you may read, it will most likely have happy bits, depressing bits and possibly a few cringeworthy pieces stuck in the middle. I haven't actually thought the plot through, just a whimsical idea of mine with only a foundation and a few characters envisioned.
To begin this tale we must first think of a school. But unlike many other schools one could find in literature or media, this one fails to meet certain regulations sought upon when imagining such a building. For instance, schools have teachers, classrooms and subjects. This school however has demons, hellish landscapes and torture.
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Or at least that is all Daniel Mangrove decides upon during a particularly invigorating History lesson with a most fascinating lecturer by the name of Simon Fenning. If, by which "invigorating" and "fascinating" are two words that have now been reallocated to mean dreadfully dull and mind-numbingly boring, then this statement is true.
This particularly colourful scenario defines a cynic's nightmare. Gaudy posters and pictures clutter the walls, neatly aligned single-person desks and chairs fill the room in perfect lines, a chalkboard behind the teacher is filled with awfully scribbled place names, dates and persons of great importance from the past, and a large desk for Mr Fenning to sit at. Or more, perch at. He must be part vulture from the way he stares at the children when they have been assigned work.
Anyway, less about the enemy, more about the boy. The particular boy we are most interested in is a small red fox wearing all the latest rage in fashion sense. Which of course is another lie on my part, he's just wearing clothes. You may depict him in whatever attire you feel fit, even naked if you so desire, but even though I am the author of this magical world he lives in, definitions in subsidiaries like personal wear does not bother me.
His life Involves his father, Aiden, an architect, and his mother who now sleeps in the Veriah cemetery. Veriah being the village this scene is set. His mother was a caring woman, perhaps a little over-caring but that comes with the job. She was a nurse at St. Louis' Hospital but a very unfortunate accident involving a wet floor and a tray of surgical items lead to her inexorable demise. Despite her absence, Daniel and his father get along more than any father-son relationship known. It is probably because of this close relationship with a grown man of high virility that caused young Danny's inevitable, but latent homosexuality.
But I digress. This particularly bright and cheerful morning, 12 year old Daniel is depicting a rather crude and vulgar caricature of his overpoweringly loud and repetitive History teacher. And as Sod's Law would have it, the teacher soon happened upon said doodle.
"Very nice, Mangrove," He remarked derisively, causing the boy's face to contort in shock and worry. "But my eyes are not that far apart." Mr Fenning seized the paper and screwed it to a ball. "Extended detention with Mr Andrews after school. We shall inform your father you will be staying late today." Daniel sighed, ashamed and angry he was not more careful.
All was not lost from this unfavourable event however, Mr Charlie Andrews was a very nice german shepherd and head of the science department. he has a similar build to that of his father's. Tall, not muscly but not weak, withone hell of a smile. Not to mention gleaming green eyes that hide defencelessly behind his glasses. It was at this point during his thoughts on what Mr Andrews had in store for him that his reverie was broken by the teacher smacking a ruler on the desk.
"Don't force me to extend the sentence." His words tunnelled their way through the ears of every student causing all to sit to attention to him, including our main character.
"Sorry, Sir." He responds, saluting.
"How humorous. Now pay attention!"
The class continued as normal from then on until the inevitable call of the bell beckoning the children to head home. But with this not coming for a few more moments, why don't I take the opportunity to tell you a little more of our fox cub.
He was not totally popular, but then again many of the unpopular never really want to be. The words "stuck-up chavs" spring to mind but I won't use them. He has had several crushes in his life, mostly girls but he tries ever so hard to not make the majority boys. He is slowly becoming ever put off by girls, not because of looks, but most likely from their ritualised routines of making themselves look as ever attractive, manipulative and all-round bitchy as possible. But I think it's because they don't have a penis.
Daniel is a very clever boy, excelling in all of his classes. Chemistry, Biology and Physics are his preferred subjects with a clear attraction and skill for anything and everything related to science. It is also how he is familiar with his now appointed teacher of detention. Mr Andrews is a polite and cheerful teacher with a great love for the sciences and anyone who share his passion. His main interest resides in practical chemistry and assignment-based work ie. get it done for whatever date he sets whenever you like. So as long as the students get it done, he's happy.
The bell finally calls and the children pack up their belongings to head home. The school very soon becomes the loudest place on Earth from all the children in the corridors and classrooms finally getting a chance to expel all those pent up words they've been saving up during the lesson. Daniel on the other hand remains quiet as he begins to pack his bag, only to say a quick farewell to the few friends that actually care to say "goodbye" and "have a good weekend". For not only is this the day when our fox must remain here for another hour, but it is also a Friday. And everyone knows how fun fun fun Fridays are.
The cub slung his satchel over his head and rested the strap cushion on his shoulder. He headed for the door with the teacher eyeing him scornfully, but he paid no attention to his glaring and continued his path to the chemistry lab. Squeezing through the holes in the sponge of people going as fast as a person trying to run on soul sand, he eventually reached his destination and entered the room.
Mr Andrews was not present when he went in. Just an empty classroom and an office beside the chalkboard. Despite knowing that no pupils are allowed inside the laboratories without teacher present, the cub assigned himself a seat on the front row and fixed his gaze on the board which was filled with writing. To most people seeing a chalkboard full of chemistry related equations and theories etc. of a higher level than what you are presently studying, you would be confused. However being so erudite on anything science related, little Daniel was actually rather well-versed on many things portrayed in Calcium Carbonate on the large slate sheet.
Five minutes from the point in time whereby school has finished and detention has started, our fox was still none the wiser as to the whereabouts of his tutor. Danny looked at his watch and removed his satchel. He then stood from his seat and decided to see if he was in his office. Perhaps he had not been informed he was the detention monitor for today. However it does seem surprising that there was no one else here to serve it with him. Was everyone in the whole school good today?
He struck the thought from his mind as that was a preposterous notion and proceeded to walk over to the door. Not that it matters too greatly to the plot but the door was made of wood, painted navy blue and had two glass panels at the top and bottom of the frame. Daniel stood by the door and peered through the bottom panel of glass and looked around the small room. Various bottles and containers coated the numerous shelves all over the walls. There were many units of drawers filled with laboratory equipment, a sink and drying rack and a large desk with many analytical apparatuses.
But what caught his main attention was Mr Andrews sitting with his back to the door on an office swivel chair. He was looking at his laptop which was sitting on the table and scrolling through a selection of pictures. Daniel raised his clenched fist to rap on the door when he saw what Mr Andrews other paw was doing through the reflection of a class cabinet to his side. He was stroking a very predominant tent in his trousers. The fox knew what he was doing and took a second glance at the laptop. He was looking at porn. In his office. In the laboratory of a school.
Little Dan was taken aback from this sight, and stood back in surprise. Only by a step, but just enough to imbalance a large book teetering on the edge of the desk. It fell to the floor in a loud thump sending a shiver of fear through the boy's body. He turned to the book and back to the office to see the teacher perk his ears and turn his head. Daniel quickly moved out of eyeshot but not soon enough. Mr Andrews stood from his desk hurriedly, slammed his laptop shut and tried to quickly rearrange his large bulge.
Daniel was already back at his seat trying to not look suspicious and hoping that the teacher would just suspect the book fell off on it's own accord. He exited his office and said the boy's name in his wondrously beautiful voice, even if it was a little elevated from his surprise.
"What are you doing here?" He asked standing behind his desk to hide his still hard and preing penis, poorly hidden in his pants.
"I was told to come here." Daniel replied, still very worried.
"By who? And why?" The teacher persisted, rather hurriedly.
"By Mr Fenning. I drew a picture of him class which attracted his attention and was sent here for an extended detention period. I was told you would be supervising."
"Oh. I'm not holding a detention class today. That's with Mr Bowen over in IT." Even the name made Daniel shudder.
Mr Alexander Bowen is a respectable teacher of strict interests. He likes to have all his students punctual, positioned properly and proud. Needless to say he has many young enemies. Mr Andrews clearly saw Daniel's shudder and decided to come up with a compromise.
"I'm guessing you saw what I was doing in my office just now," The fox began to protest but was cut short, "Otherwise you would not have quickly dashed back to your seat when you accidentally attracted my attention." Little Danny hung his head.
"I'm sorry, Sir. I didn't mean to..." Again he was interrupted.
"It's alright. But I have an idea. You like Chemistry don't you?"
"Oh yes, Sir. Very much." Daniel perked his head in excitement.
"Well if you promise not to tell anyone about what I was doing here I'll let you stay here instead of going to Mr Bowen's detention class and aid me with a few experiments I need help with. I can't let you go home unfortunately because you have been assigned a detention lesson and if you sign out early questions will be asked."
"Alright, Sir, I will. And thank you."
The cub arose from his chair and hurried over to put on a lab coat. Once it was on he went over to behind the desk where the teacher was and saw he was still hard under his clothes. He stopped still and stared at the bulge with the small wet patch from the pre, but the teacher soon hurried back into the office to put his own coat on. He buttoned it up which covered the entire "problem" and went back into the classroom.
"There we go. No more indecency." He exclaimed blushing slightly.
"Yes, Sir." Daniel looked away also blushing a little.
Mr Andrews began collecting items of analytical experimentation and pieced them together on a bench. He then told the boy what to do with his half and the teacher took control of the other. Time passed by ever so smoothly. Daniel riveted by every second of both the experiments and the fact he was alone with his favourite teacher whom he had seen recently stroking his bulge. He managed to catch glimpses of it from time to time, and each time got a little bit more excited. Also a little curious as to why he was not going down.
The german shepherd was also confused by his constant erection around the boy. I mean the boy was damn cute but was he attractive enough to make his cock stay hard? And not to mention the pre. The wet patch was just constantly growing, along with his lust to just pull it out and jerk off. His arousal kept growing with every second he was hard. If he didn't cum soon he might be tempted to do something he would regret.
Half an hour into the detention period and Daniel was struggling with keeping a heavy bottle steady. Mr andrews took it upon himself to kneel behind the boy and wrap his arms around him taking ahold of the flask over his tiny paws. The physical connection and the warm feeling of his teacher against his back made the boy whimper a little. Charlie rested his muzzle on the cub's shoulder and nuzzled his neck. He could no longer control his lust for sexual attention. He was going to snap, soon, and he knew it.
He licked the fox's neck and moved his head up to give his ear a gentle nibble. Danny murred happily as a shiver of pleasure flushed through his body and ended up on his groin area. His cock pulsed once from it and made him blush. The sheppie pressed himself against the fox's back, his throbbing member poking at his behind. He yipped and nearly spilt the flask.
"Sir...?" He squeaked and shifted nervously.
The teacher ignored his question, took the container from him and placed it on the desk. He then slid his big paw down the boy's back and rested it on one of his cheeks. Daniel turned to him. His face showing his surprise, confusion and shyness. However the tiny bulge in his own trousers practically shouted his obvious arousal. Charlie noticed and used his other paw to stroke the front of his body. He slid it up his T-shirt and stroked his soft chest and slowly began to descend it down to his tummy and further still to caress his delicate crotch.
"Oh... Sir..." Dan murred under his breath.
The GSD took the murr as a sign to keep going. He brought the paw that was stroking his behind around to the front to undo his trousers. The cub raised his eyebrows in great surprise and looked around to make sure no one was looking.
"What are you doing Sir? We'll get caught." He fidgeted as his favourite teacher slid his trousers down to his ankles and licked his lips when he saw the cub's briefs with an erect penis trying to escape from it's confinements.
"Shhh little one. We won't be caught if we're quiet." He whispered putting a paw on the side of Daniel's muzzle and stroked his silky smooth cheek with a thumb.
The fox cub was silent from then, and let his mentor do all the work. He watched as the grown man used the index finger of both hands to tuck inside his underwear on either side of his groin and pulled them away from his body ever so slightly. He then unhooked them from the little red shaft inside and pulled them to join the trousers.
"Mmm you've got a sexy little member there, little one." Charlie said as he looked at Danny's boyhood still partially hidden in its cozy little sheath. "Have you ever pulled the sheath back on it before?" He asked pointing to the little white, fuzzy coat around his cock. Danny shook his head.
"No, Sir."
"Well,I'm going to do it for you. If it hurts then let me know and I'll stop. OK?"
"OK,Sir."
The german shepherd took a gentle hold of the little furry jacket and began to slowly pull it back over the forming knot. The cub whimpered a little when it got halfway over the bulbus glandis but he kept going. It got just over the halfway point and sprang back in a slick movement and made the penis jump in excitement, a little globule of pre oozed from the tip. Dan spasmed once with pleasure and steadied himself.
The shepherd smiled at the positive reaction and took a slight grip behind the knot and gave it a little squeeze causing more pre to leak from the end. So as best not to waste good bodily liquids, Charlie leaned in and licked the head, taking the pre with him. He smeared it around the insides of his muzzle, wanting to spread the taste all over. Once his maw was covered he leaning in again and engulfed the entirety of the boy's cock in his mouth.
The little fox moaned loudly from the extremely pleasurable sensation flowing through every nerve in his body. The warm, soft, wet feelings surrounding his little member made him blush violently and tilt his head back in utmost ecstasy. He lifted a paw, which was harder than it should be, and rested it on the back of his teacher's head, mostly for support.
Mr Andrews knew he was doing a terrible thing but was enjoying the feelings too much and knew the cub was loving it too. He was preing so much he could hardly contain his excitement from the thought of his maw being filled with lil' foxie cum. He stroked all over the pulsating shaft with his large, soft, wet tongue as he sucked and used a paw to gently rub his little balls. With the same paw he pushed a finger in between his legs and began rubbing it on his tight little tail hole resulting in a quiet whine and another small helping of pre for the sheppie.
"Oh... Sir... I'm sorry... I need... I need to..." Daniel couldn't finish, the pleasure was too great.
Charlie knew it was coming. He sucked harder and started to force the finger inside his virgin hole. He managed to take it to the first knuckle before the fox cub took his teacher in both hands and humped his face a little. He moaned and whimpered loudly as his orgasm flooded all over him. He shot stream after stream of his hot cum all over the german shepherd's tongue who happily drank it down.
The finger in Danny's anus doubled the pleasure he was feeling, but because of his age, his reproductive system was not fully mature and so his orgasm didn't last long. But it was long enough to make his knees weak and give him a very pleasurable afterglow. Charlie finished sucking and lapped the tender shaft clean of cum and saliva. He then removed his finger, gave the boy's balls a few quick licks and pulled up a chair for him to sit on before he fell over.
"How do you feel sweetie?" He asked, leaning on a desk in front of him and stroking his drenched bulge.
"I feel... happy..." Dan eventually replied after a little heavy breathing. He looked up at the adult and saw he was still hard. A cheeky grin widened on his face. He took ahold of the sides of his chair and manoeuvred himself over to him so his head was a foot from the immense bulge.
"What are you doing?" Mr Andrews questioned, as if he didn't know.
"I want to help you out too. You did all that to me and it felt really good. I'm sure if I did it to you, it would feel even better because how long you've been big like that."
Charlie couldn't deny it. The kid had good logic.
"Alright." He returned the smile and stood straight so his legs were either side of the fox and his crotch was centimetres from his nose. He began to undo his trousers when Daniel smacked his paws and shook his head. The tutor was confused but soon realised when the cub took his place.
"You undressed me, it's my turn."
"Murr. I am so turned on by you right now."
"I can see that, Sir." The fox gave another sly grin and proceeded to undo the taut trousers before him.
The button on the waistband sprang open with a little help and the zip came down easily. Danny took ahold of the trousers and underwear to get two birds with one stone and pulled them down to the floor in one quick motion. What whipped up nearly took off his jaw but he moved quickly. In an instant, he became hard again from the powerful musk emanating from the huge, red, pre-covered cock pointing at him.
The cub murred hungrily and rocked his body forward a little to get his face as close to it as he could. He began to rub his face all over it getting pre into his fur but he didn't care. And no objections were heard from the moaning GSD above him. He stroked the soft sheath encasing his knot and began to pull it back. He knew he had no need to worry about pain, when Mr Andrews did it to him it barely hurt so he must be very used to it by now.
The stretchy, furry cover popped into place behind the knot and just as Danny's did, the big cock pulsed before him and a small squirt of pre shot out and streamed itself across his cheek. The fox decided to suck it and so positioned himself comfortably in front of the dripping meat, opened his small muzzle and leaned his head forward onto him.
The head went in smoothly along with an inch after that, any more made him gag and pull back. He kept his mouth over the head and lapped at it like his teacher did to him and was rewarded with a mild moan and half a swallow of pre that shot from his tip. But because he couldn't take the whole thing he thought he'd best compensate and started stroking the rest of the big cock with one hand and stroked his huge, heavy balls with the other.
"Oh you sexy boy." Charlie lifted his arm and started stroking the cub's face.
Daniel chirred happily to himself and his cock bounced, a drop of pre trickling down his shaft. He started moving his head back and forth over the head, making sure to keep it tight and warm. With the paw he was using to stroke what he couldn't suck he gripped behind the knot between his index and middle finger and clasped the fully formed knot, or at least as much as his tiny hand could hold. He gripped hard and pulled a little on the cock, bringing about another moan from the adult.
"I'm going to cum little one. Just like you did, but there will be a lot more of it. Try not to choke yourself."
The GSD took hold of the other side of the cub's head with his other paw and groaned to himself as his inevitable orgasm drew near. Little Dan sucked harder, squeezed on his knot harder and oscillated his head back and forth faster, wanting to make his teacher cum.
"Ah... Ahhh I'm... I'm cumming..."
The fox cub used both hands to grip his shaft as he kept the head in his mouth. Of which filled up very quickly with sweet, hot, thick cum. He gulped down what he could but it came too fast. He pulled back and held the cock so the streams covered his cute little face. Rope after rope of semen soon made his face dripping, so he took it back in his maw and swallowed the last few loads.
Once the orgasm subsided, charlie slouched back onto the desk, his heavy penis hanging down between his legs. Daniel licked his lips and moved forward again to clean his member and finished off by licking the giant balls below. He smiled, leaned back in his chair and looked up at Mr Andrews with a soaking face and a raging erection. Charlie averted his gaze to meet his eyes and returned the smile.
"You look damn attractive with all that semen over your face. But you can't go home looking like that. Here let me lick it off." And that he did. He bend down and lapped at the boy's face until no remnants remain. Dan giggled and licked back on Mr Andrews nose. The sheppie was taken aback but smiled and licked back. The same thought passed through their minds and thus both pushed themselves forward to embrace in a long kiss.
Charlie wasn't really sure whether to just kiss or French kiss him. So he thought it best he just stay safe and keep his mouth shut. Daniel had no experience with kissing so just kept his mouth shut anyway. They broke after a few seconds and stared at each other. The first to look away was the german shepherd who noticed the time. Then his face turned from being quite happy to surprised and then quite unhappy. The cub noticed.
"What's wrong, Mr Andrews?"
"You need to go home." He said depressively.
"Awww." The fox's head darted around to see the clock and returned his sight to his favourite teacher.
"Thank you so much little one," He cuddled Daniel and kissed his neck. "I really enjoyed this detention session."
"He he yeah me too," Danny replied shyly. "Maybe I should get into trouble more often."
"No no. We can't have you being distracted from your studies. A lot of questions would be asked. Most of which by your father I'm sure." The fox hung his head.
"I know. Maybe we can do this again sometime though. I don't know when, but I'm hopeful."
"Me too cutie. Now you'd best head on home."
They both stood up and pulled their trousers and underwear back on. But not of course before Charlie took a sneaky opportunity to give his new cubby lover one last sucking off.
"You stay hard for some time."
"Can you blame me, Sir?" Daniel stroked the GSD's crotch which was already starting to swell again.
"Cheeky."
"I know I have 'em. Perhaps next time you could do something in between them. And you know I don't mean my mouth." The boy gave a very evil grin and strutted off over to the door.
"You're going to tempt me an awful lot during class from now on aren't you?"
"You'll have to find out won't you?"
"I think I'm in love." The german shepherd thought to himself as he ogled the sexy cub. "Oh wait," Dan stopped. "How are you going to get home?"
"Oh... I'll have to call my dad to come and pick me up." He looked down at the floor and cringed to think of what his dad would say from him getting a detention.
"What if I take you home? You live in Salenbridge don't you?" The boy nodded, eyes brightening. "I can drop you off on my way home. Plus I could explain why you're so late in more detail to your dad if you like. Leaving out all the truth of course."
"Really?" The cub bounced and ran for the teacher to give him a hug and a nuzzle in arousing places.
"Now now. I have to drive. Oh and do you think the Chemistry department could have its lab coat back before you go?" Dan blushed and took it off sheepishly.
Charlie did the same and collected his belongings from his office. They headed out into the corridor together and began walking to the car park, passing one janitor and a receptionist on the way. After signing out and reaching the car, the sheppie opened the passenger door for Daniel and got in the driver's seat.
"Now, you'll have to direct me once we get to Salenbridge."
"Ok, Sir, I know the way. Let me know when we get there." Upon saying these words, our little fox crept over to the driver, unzipped his trousers and removed his semi cock.
"I don't think I'll ever go fully flaccid again." Charlie thought.