Date: Sun, 8 Dec 2013 16:19:38 +0000 From: Trent Davids Subject: Schools Gay Secrets: The Drama Teacher 3 Warning: This story contains scenes of gay sexual relations. Please do not read if this upsets you or you are under the legal age to read this. Enjoy reading! Oh and sorry it took so long for chapter three. Don't worry, I'm back for now and I've got so many ideas on where to head with this story. Email me at this address: tdstorywriter@gmail.com ******** My heart was pounding with fear. Mr. Scott was a mean little Scottish man. He was the same height as me except you could tell he was older. He had short brown hair, small sideburns, dark hazel eyes and he was as hairy as a monkey. How do I know this? He's a sports teacher so he always wears shorts and wears tight tee shirts. He was some good eye candy all right but right now, he was the scariest thing I could think of. He just stood there and stared at us in awe as Mr. Anderson pulled out of my ass. We both got up and put on our pants, our cocks still hard from our hot little detention, as Mr. Scott folded his arms and broke the silence with his heavy Scottish accent. "So you forget about our little date and cheat on me with a student? I thought you were better than that, Mark." Mr. Scott spoke with disappointment filling his voice. Wait. Did he just say that he and Mr. Anderson had a date? "I'm so sorry, Ken. I totally forgot because of Ryan." He apologised. "Hey, don't bring me into this! I had no idea you two were a thing!" I protested while still a little shocked at this revelation. "Well he should have told you, lad. And now he's in a wee bit of a mess, aren't ya Mark?" Mr. Scott pointed out. "I am. I know that, Ken. Just give me a little bit of time to think." He pleaded. Mr. Anderson really seemed to be sorry about this whole affair and I just felt like a really awkward pink elephant in the middle of the room. "Ryan?" Mr. Scott asked. "Yeah?" I spoke meekly. "Get dressed and go home, lad. I'll see you in PE tomorrow." He ordered. I obliged and got dressed as he and Mr. Anderson just stared at each other. I exited the room and I could hear them speaking to each other. I wanted to eavesdrop and find out what they were saying but, just as I was about to, the school caretaker walked by and asked me what I was doing. I answered that I was going home and I walked out of there and went home. I went into my room and thought about what just happened. Mr. Anderson and Mr. Scott were having a fling together and Mr. Anderson was having a fling with me. The worst thing is that Mr. Anderson might get fired if Mr. Scott tells anybody that he's had sex with a student. I was in trouble. This all seemed to be one whole mess of a story that was set in a stupid soap about high schools. But it wasn't. This was real and we could all get into trouble. All I can do is wait until the next morning and talk to Mr. Scott about what happened. The next morning I had PE first thing. Me and my friends were talking about what teams we were going to be on in Dodge ball. As usual, everyone wanted me on my team since I was exceptionally great at dodging and catching the balls. We all got changed in the changing rooms and we all charged into the gym, bursting with eagerness to hit people with balls. It was then Mr. Scott decided to scare the shit out of us. "Ryan Michaels! In my office! Now!" He roared at the top of his voice. The whole gym just stopped what they were doing and stared at me. "Ooooooh. Ryan's in trouble!" "Ryan's in the deep end" "Well, you're screwed now, Ryan!" Now people were just heckling me. I was shit scared so I just followed Mr. Scott into his office. I closed the door behind us and had a quick look round. It was a small, square and white room that was covered in sound proofing material. In the middle was a big desk with a big puffy chair on one side and two normal chairs on the other. Mr. Scott sat on the puffy chair while I took the normal one on the left. "I suppose you know why you're in here, lad?" He asked. "I think so, sir" I answered. "I just want you to know this: I'm not going to tell anyone and I'm not getting you into trouble, lad. I just wanted to reassure you." He said reassuringly. "If you wanted to reassure me, then why did you have to shout at me in the gym?" I asked him. "I've got to keep up my appearance, lad. You know I'm supposed to be the meanest teacher at this school. If people know I've got a wee soft spot for you then everyone will take advantage of that and make me seem weak." He replied in a soft voice. "You've got a soft spot for me?" I said while blushing. He chuckled as he spoke. "Of course I do lad. I've known you since you were a wee one and I looked after you sometimes with your dad." He admitted. I remember now. He did look after me when I was younger but he stopped when I was about ten. "I remember. You still look the same now, to be honest." I implied. "And you look totally different now. You're all grown up and you've even lost your virginity. I must say, I'm impressed" He said with a huge smile on his face. "So he told you?" I asked. "Told? I saw it with my own eyes. It was a great sight! I'm a wee bit jealous of you!" He confessed. "So you're not mad at me, then?" I queried. "Ryan, I'm over the moon for you! Well actually, I'm a wee bit disappointed because I wanted to be your first!" He proclaimed. I didn't know what to say. He actually said that. He broke the silence and spoke. "I would have done something earlier if I knew you were gay but I thought you would report me or something if I just went and told you. You know why I stopped looking after you, Ryan?" "No I don't, sir" "It's because you kept kissing me." "I did?" This is completely new. "You did and you kept asking me to see my willy. That's when your dad stopped me from seeing you" He replied. "And that's why you have a soft spot for me then?" "Yes Ryan." He said as he leaned over the table. "You can kiss me now if you like, lad. I don't mind" I complied and I leaned over the table as well. We pressed our lips against each other's and Mr. Scott invaded my mouth with his tongue. It tasted great and I could feel his tongue feeling all over the insides of my mouth. I didn't want it to end but he suddenly broke it off and spoke. "If you want more, lad, then you should come back after school. We can have all sorts of fun together." "That would be perfect, sir. I will come back." "Then I look forward to it, Ryan." ******* To be continued... Sorry for the hiatus but I'm back now and I look forward to writing more stories and reading all of the Emails you guys have sent me. If I haven't replied to you, I'm sorry. I'll try my best from now on. See ya next chapter!