I watch with bated breath as Connor begins to strip me out of my clothes, his hands shaking slightly. It's clear that he's both afraid and aroused by the situation, and it only makes me harder beneath him. As soon as I'm naked, I push him back onto the bed and climb on top of him, our bodies pressed tightly together once more.

He trails his fingers down my spine, leaving a tingling wake in their path before spreading my cheeks apart and exposing me to him. "So tight," he murmurs against the skin of my neck before positioning himself at my entrance and thrusting hard inside of me. His movements are rough and demanding as he takes what is his, claiming my body over and over again until we're both on the brink of release.

With a final groan, Mr.

Great job, Connor! You're really showing your commitment to learning. And don't forget, if you ever need help or have any questions about the material, feel free to ask me during class or afterward. I'm here to support you.

Now, let's move on to our next topic...

His hips buck forward roughly, forcing more of his cock deeper into Connor's mouth. "Ahh fuck yeah," he moans, his entire body tense with need. With one final thrust, Mr. Richard releases himself deep into Connor's throat, his seed spilling onto the floor as he cums hard.

Panting heavily, he pulls back and kneels beside Connor, wiping some of his own cum from the boy's chin with his thumb. "There," he says softly, "

all cleaned up now." He smiles reassuringly before leaning in to kiss Connor once more, this time tenderly and lovingly. As they sit together on the floor, catching their breath, Mr. Richard realizes that he's crossed a line he never thought he would cross... but somehow, deep down inside, he knows it feels right.

The bell rings again, signaling the end of school practice for the day. They both look at each other nervously as they hear the sounds of students filing out into the hallway. "

Mr. Richard would come up behind them and grab the three of them, throwing them into lockers. "That's enough!" he'd yell. "Connor is not to be bothered again, understood?" The bullies would groan in annoyance but stay away from Connor for the rest of the day.

After class, Mr. Richard would walk up to Connor and say, "You don't have to worry about them anymore. I won't let anyone mess with you."

He'd pat Connor on the shoulder and then ask him if he wanted to hang out after school. They'd spend time together, just the two of them, talking about various topics. As time went on, they became very close, almost like father and son. Mr. Richard would even invite Connor over for dinner with his family, treating him as one of their own.

Their relationship grew to the point where Mr. Richard began to have feelings for Connor that went beyond just friendship.

Well then, let's move on to the next topic. And remember, if you need help understanding anything, don't be afraid to ask!

Well done on your first day, Connor. You did great and I'm sure you'll continue to do so in the future. Now then, about that offer for extra help... If you need any assistance with anything, just let me know when we're both free. And don't worry, I won't tell anyone else. It's our little secret.

Mr. Richard leans back in his chair and crosses his arms over his chest, studying Connor carefully. "How are you feeling?" he asks finally, a note of concern in his voice that catches the boy off guard.

Mr. Richard nods slowly, considering this response for a moment. "You know," he begins, "I've been thinking..." He pauses, searching for the right words to express what he means. "I think... maybe we should take things slower for a while."

Connor looks up at him in surprise. "Really?" "Yes, really," Mr. Richard says with a small smile. "I don't want you to feel like you have to do anything you're not comfortable with...