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meet me in the alley if you want one cuz my dealer is leaving town soon

i miss my teacher

I hate my art teacher so much.

Like, stop yapping about how bad your students are and explain the damn exercise I am not understanding any of your bs here.

A California teacher teaching the physics of surfing, 1970.

The one time I ever got caught passing notes in class left me very confused, because it had been reading time and the teacher always let us do our own thing as long as we were quiet, so while she was reading, I gave the girl next to me a note saying that I liked her drawing. She wrote back with another compliment, and we just exchanged them back and forth a few times before the teacher suddenly snapped up the paper and read it. She often read notes out loud to the class, but she didn’t that time, and then she told us to not write notes again. Excuse me, miss, this is READING TIME AND YOU ARE INTERRUPTING THE CLASS BY STOPPING A COMPLIMENT EXCHANGE

I just remembered that time I went to ask my economics teacher a question about the homework and stopped mid-sentence because I noticed Jensen Ackles was on his computer and I was like “oh hey it’s that dude” but then Jared Padalecki showed up and then I realised he was watching Supernatural

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Gay Sex Scene between Student and Teacher - Freddy Fox in Cumcumber

The Anatomy Lesson

Howard normally dreaded the part of the day he'd have to spend in Mr. Kent's class. As the school's "physical education" teacher, time with Mr. Kent usually meant one thing: "gym class."

Fat and effeminate, Howard would naturally be the target of bullying from other the other boys his age — even at 18 years old, many of them still acted like children, after all. Perhaps that's something he could have dealt with. But the relentless taunting he received from Mr. Kent was on a different level.

It seemed every day Mr. Kent would single out Howard, either for his more-than-average weight, his less-than-masculine mannerisms, or a combination of the two.

Today, however, Howard was feeling very different about having Mr. Kent for second period. It wasn't just that this was a "classroom day" -- one of the rare times the meathead Mr. Kent had to pretend to be able to teach "health studies." Rather, it was that Howard had a feeling he'd finally figured out how to test the project he'd been working on for psych class.

Howard made sure to be the first one in the classroom that day, scoping out the best place to sit. Where his normal tactic was sitting in the back to try to avoid Mr. Kent's notice as much as possible, today he knew he'd want to be near the centre of the action.

The classroom gradually filled up, with every student eventually finding a seat. A couple seemed surprised to see Howard sitting right in the middle of the second row, but no one was fazed beyond that. Instead, most students seemed more interested in the empty space at the front of the room, with Mr. Kent normally being there well before the class began.

As the minutes ticked by, Howard began to worry that maybe he would not be getting what he had hoped for. He knew Mr. Kent had seen the hypnosis videos -- his IP address was all over the site he'd anonymously sent to the buff blockhead last night -- but perhaps the effect had not been what Howard had expected...? Mind control was tricking business, after all. Maybe Mr. Kent was still snoozing away in the "deep sleep" of a trance he must have entered into...

The high school senior let out a sigh of relief when the physical education teacher walked into the classroom, seeming like he was in a bit of a daze.

"Sorry I'm late," Mr. Kent said as the room of teenage boys quieted down and he took his place front and centre of the classroom. "As you all know," he began, mostly sounding and acting like he normally did (a certain vacancy in his eyes only visible to someone who knew to look for it). "We're supposed to have our human anatomy lesson with a model to demonstrate today."

This was, of course, completely untrue. The anatomy lesson, in reality, tended to consist of little more than a series of slides and some worksheets to fill in. But Mr. Kent spoke with such certainty, everyone in the class just accepted that this must have been something they'd already been told and which they'd simply forgotten about.

"Unfortunately, I was just informed our model has the flu," Mr. Kent said matter-of-factly. "But, thankfully, Principal Shaw has authorized an alternative."

Without missing a beat, Mr. Kent peeled off his shirt and casually threw it aside, revealing an impressive physique. With his clothes on, it was clear that Mr. Kent was a muscular man, but the details were always left to the imagination. Now, with bulging biceps, plump pectorals, and rippling abs on full display, it was apparent that whatever this man lacked between his ears was more than made up for with the body he possessed.

Acting as though his behaviour was not out of the ordinary at all, the physical education teacher undid his pants as he continued to speak normally. "Since I'll be the model today," he said plainly as he began pulling down his waistband and fully exposing himself to his class, "I'll need someone to walk us through the lesson plan."

Casually, he stepped out of his trousers and adjusted his ample package like it was the most ordinary thing in the world. "Howard, since you're the only honours student in the class, I'd like you to do that, please."

"Sure thing, Mr. Kent," Howard said, grinning widely as he got to his feet and made his way to the front of the class.

This bastard had spent years making fun of Howard's body. If it wasn't his rolls of fat, it was his limp wrists. If it wasn't how winded he got, it was his lisp when he spoke. In other words, he'd made Howard a laughing stock because of the body he moved around the world in.

Turnabout was fair play, right?

So far, no one in the class was objecting, so Howard figured he'd start out slow and gradually ramp things up. He didn't want to spook anyone and end things before they even got started.

A few muscle groups explained, a few poses from his puppet -- and Mr. Kent would gradually get an erection all the while. If the exhibitionist display on its own wasn't enough to have the class thinking Mr. Kent was a bit of a pervert, the pre-cum that would soon be oozing out of his rock-hard and throbbing cock any time Howard touched him during the lesson would send that message much more clearly. Eventually, the bare-ass beefcake would be blissfully blowing his load from his totally-untouched cock when the hands-on portion for the "buttocks and anal region" began.

Still, they were not there yet. Before any of that could get underway, Howard had a very important instruction for the class.

"No notes today, guys," he said cheerfully, looking around the room before returning his gaze to his totally-exposed tormentor standing next to him without a clue about what was really going on. "I'll need your full attention on Mr. Kent, so feel free to pull out your phones and record if you think you'll want to refer back to this later."

Based on the hungry look a few guys in the room had on their faces, Howard knew many of them would be "referring back" to this often. Still others, he was sure, would waste no time spreading the footage around, ensuring everyone got to enjoy Mr. Kent's anatomy as much as they did.

Howard was looking forward to Mr. Kent himself seeing the footage tomorrow and realizing that stripping, posing, and spewing buckets of cum in front of his students was not some bizarre nightmare he'd had the night before. Instead, it was just the first of many new lessons he'd be learning thanks to one student he'd made such an impression on...

TW: Suicide

Did my professor just offhandedly admit to a SUICIDE ATTEMPT??

Stay yourself, stay curious

Me being inlove is not easy. why? Well beacuse the love of my life is my f*cking gym teacher *hides my face and sighs* FML!

For the last three years I had this teacher I was rly afraid of, because he was always extremely intimidating. Today I was in class and when he came in he sneezed and I expected it to sound like someone murdering an elephant instead he sounded like an adorable, fluffy, kitten and I don't think I can look him in the eye ever again without cackling like a madman.

26th August 2019

Okay so I actually don't think anyone's gonna read this but it doesn't matter. I kind of also want to have this for myself so I don't forget stuff lol.

It's actually the 27th today buut...I'm going to write it down anyway.

So basically she always talks about tv shows/film she really likes (e.g. Doctor Who). Now, I had recently watched a show called Good Omens (it's really good you should watch it lmao) and I just thought she might like it. I normally never talk to her after lesson and I also don't stay behind or something. I'm really awkward when literally doing the most simple stuff, so you can imagine that actually going to the front and talking to her would be the most awkward thing \ever/. BUT I did it regardless. After rambling a bit she asked me what the show was about and I explained it and also told her that it was with David Tennant. She laughed and said that she was sure it was v good if David Tennant was in it and she also said that she knew now why I thought she would enjoy it.

We couldn't talk for long tho since she had to go to her next lesson but I was literally like jeohdiwhdikwidys for the rest of the day. I'm proud for talking to her lol.

I hope she will tell me when/if she finishes the show. Another reason for being nervous yay. I also hope she won't just forget. Well that's it I guess. I tried to make this as short as possible and I also left out a lot but yea...

There was a lot happening last school year which I could talk about but idk if I should put it on here and if anyone would even be interested. Meh. Well. Have a nice day everyone. Bye.