Day 3 & 4

Danny was casting around in his mind as he buttoned up his fly, trying to think of a way to make amends to Mr. Janacek for manipulating him into sex; the teacher was clearly not happy about what had happened, now seated at his desk with his head in his hands, his fingers clutching painfully at his thinning brown-gray hair; Danny was accustomed to a display of at least satisfaction from his partners after having sex, if not actual glee, and the teacher's obviously miserable reaction was jarring.

"Are you OK?" Danny asked solicitously, laying a hand on his teacher's shoulder.

"I shouldn't have done that," Mr. Janacek replied in a strangled voice, shrugging Danny's hand off his shoulder.

"But I wanted you to," Danny replied, meaning to take responsibility for the act, though the teacher thought he meant that his wanting something was more than enough reason enough for it to happen.

"Nevertheless," Mr. Janacek's voice hardened and he straightened up in his chair, "You're my student, and you're a minor: what I just did was immoral and illegal, whether you wanted it or not."

"Oh, pish," the boy replied lightly, dismissing such picayune concerns with an impatient shrug.

"Did you just say 'pish'?" the teacher looked at the boy incredulously and laughed.

"Yes, I did," Danny giggled, "Sorry, I've been reading a lot of English novels lately."

"You're a strange kid, Danny Vandervere," Mr. Janacek finally looked Danny in the eye, shaking his head in wonder.

"I'm really not a kid anymore," Danny said with an authority that very few sixteen-year-olds could carry off, "I am perfectly capable of making decisions about my own body, and with whom I wish to share it."

"But still," Mr. Janacek protested, though with considerably less conviction; Danny could tell the man's sense of moral shame was dissipating in the face of they boy's calm poise.

"And speaking of which," Danny said in a sultry tone as he sank gracefully to his knees in front of the teacher and laid his hands on the man's thighs, "I'd really like to share more with you."

"Oh, Danny," Mr. Janacek moaned with a mixture of sadness and lust, "No."

"Please?" Danny begged prettily, casting his eyes up at the man from under his lashes and wetting his slack mouth with an agile tongue.

The teacher hesitated, his moral nature struggling mightily with his animal nature, his reason melting away in the heat of the boy's dazzling beauty; Danny took that hesitation as assent and dived into the man's crotch, deftly unzipping his pants and fishing his cock out of the opening. It was small and uncircumcised, which Danny found adorable, it fit so comfortably into his mouth and required so little effort to tease into erection.

It was over all too quickly, though; Danny tried to draw it out to give his teacher as much pleasure as he could, but after a scant five minutes Mr. Janacek let out a stifled cry and

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