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Love in the Classroom He smiled at me across our English class. We knew each other, but we weren't really 'friends.' I glanced back and allowed a soft smile to pass my lips. "Choose partners for the next project," our sexy teacher, Mr. John said. He was 23, and looked WAY too young to be a High School English teacher. His chisled features. Strong jaw, that was barely covered in a fine, cleanly shaven bit of hair strewn across his chin. His black hair, it looked so fine, I wanted to just run my fingers through it. I imagined what he looked like under those clothes. Once, he wore a clingy shirt and his sexy tan body... Oh my god, that body. That six pack. I almost got hard right then and there. I couldn't even begin to imaging what it looked like... Based on the size of his hands, he was huge under those khaki pants. Kevin stood from his seat and wandered toward me. He was the closest thing to a friend I had in this class and he sat in the desk next to me. "Elliott," he said, "want to work on the project together?" It was a project we had to do about our book. "Sure," I said coolly, we talked for a while until the class ended. I gave him my number and he's coming over to my house after school around 6:00. To be honest. I've had a crush on him for a while and he flirts with me sometimes. Well, maybe he doesn't flirt with me, but I like to think he does. …and then things took a turn

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Love in the Classroom

He smiled at me across our English class. We knew each other, but we weren't really 'friends.' I glanced back and allowed a soft smile to pass my lips.

"Choose partners for the next project," our sexy teacher, Mr. John said. He was 23, and looked WAY too young to be a High School English teacher.

His chisled features. Strong jaw, that was barely covered in a fine, cleanly shaven bit of hair strewn across his chin. His black hair, it looked so fine, I wanted to just run my fingers through it.

I imagined what he looked like under those clothes. Once, he wore a clingy shirt and his sexy tan body... Oh my god, that body. That six pack. I almost got hard right then and there.

I couldn't even begin to imaging what it looked like... Based on the size of his hands, he was huge under those khaki pants.

Kevin stood from his seat and wandered toward me. He was the closest thing to a friend I had in this class and he sat in the desk next to me.

"Elliott," he said, "want to work on the project together?" It was a project we had to do about our book.

"Sure," I said coolly, we talked for a while until the class ended. I gave him my number and he's coming over to my house after school around 6:00. To be honest. I've had a crush on him for a while and he flirts with me sometimes. Well, maybe he doesn't flirt with me, but I like to think he does.

I took a shower when I got home from diving practice. He came around 5:45 and I had no choice, I had to answer the door in my lack of clothing. I was only wearing a pair of shorts when he came.

I wouldn't consider myself 'ripped,' but I had some muscle under my geeky, nerdy exterior. He seemed to like how I looked. I was strong enough for Kevin to notice and check me out a little. Not blatantly, just slightly, enough for me to see his eyes wandering over me.

"I'll be right back," I told him, "I'm gonna go put on a shirt." I saw as his eyes slightly turn to disappointment.

"I'll be here." I ran upstairs to put on a shirt. I thought about if I saw him right, 'was he really disappointed that I'm putting on a shirt?' I threw on my favorite t-shirt and went back downstairs. He was sitting in the family room when I got down there.

His book was out and he had a cute smile on his face. I went over to him and started talking to him, we laughed a little bit while we talked. We decided after about an hour of work to watch a movie.

We chose to watch a horror movie, namely 'House At

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