Teacher's Pet 8

[redkage]

Teacher's Pet
8

Monday morning: possibly the worst time of the worst day of the week.

It?s the day where you have to forcibly drag yourself out of bed after a weekend of fun, rest and relaxation, dreading to go back to your day job for hours of doing the same boring thing over and over again from dawn until dusk. Monday is the day where you look ahead and groan at the fact that it?ll be five whole days before you get another break.

Me? I was savoring ever second of it.

Why? Today was my last day as a teacher.

Despite the troubles I went through, these past two and a half weeks was like the closest I could get to heaven for me. So as long as I had this day, I might as well enjoy every last moment.

Kevin knocked on my door and poked his head in. ?You ready yet??

?Almost,? I told him as I finished putting on my tie.

He groaned. ?Again with the damn ties??

?Don?t even try to start.? I said without looking at him. ?I don?t care what you have to say about them, but I?m gonna wearing whatever the hell I want today.?

He gave me a look, but said nothing more. I ignored him as I made one last adjustment to my tie before picking up my bag and followed him out.

I was very surprised when I arrived at my classroom to find Ethan sitting outside the door reading his copy of Oedipus Rex. As I approached him he jerked up his head, saw me, and then jumped to his feet. The sight of him suddenly shoot up so high and so fast made me dizzy. Fuck, he was big. Everywhere I looked, something flexed, swelled or bulged at me.

?Good Morning Mr. Brian.? Ethan greeted me.

Mr. Brian?to tell you the truth, I missed being called that. I know he?d been calling me Mr. Brian for two weeks, but somehow it seemed more real this time around.

?Never thought I?d see the day you?d come to class before the late bell, much less early.? I said as I unlocked the classroom.

He shrugged his big shoulders of his. ?Well, you kept on jumping on me about being on time and I figured if it?s that important to you, I might as well listen for once.?

I smiled. It seems that I finally got through that thick skull of his. All I could say was it was about time.

Speaking of skull, I noticed that he was still wearing that knit hat of his. Snapping my fingers, I held out my hand. "Hat."

"Oh come on Mr. Brian..." Ethan batted his eyelashes at me as he bounced his pecs.

"Hat." I repeated, undaunted.

Giving up, he whipped off the hat and deposited it into my palm. "Fine. But I'm coming to get it after class."

"Oh I have no doubt you will." I laughed. After all, he always stayed back.

As I walked into the classroom, I took one last good look around me. I found myself missing this place already, even the gaudy pink paper and the flashy posters with the cheesy sayings. As I looked at the multitude of teddy bears, a thought crossed my mind.

?Those aren?t?your teddy bears, are they?? I turned to Ethan.

Ethan looked away, his ears red. ?Well, you know I?m sometimes called the Black Bear, so all my fans like to give me teddy bears. It?s just, I got so much and it?d be rude to throw them away so I asked some of the teachers if they could, you know, hold on to a few.?

?You mean there?s more?? I gawked at him. I could understand if it were just this one room from the other girly decorations, but to have who knows how many other classrooms with the same collection of plush?sweet mother Mary, the thought of it was so creepy sent chills down my spine.

Still, in a messed up kind of way, it was sweet of Ethan to hold onto all those stuffed animals instead of trashing them, despite the fact there was WAY too much for any sane guy to keep. He started to look like the sweet ten year old boy I once knew.

When I looked over at him, however, all thoughts of a small, innocent boy evaporated from my mind.

Was he bigger? Nah, that was impossible. My eyes must've been playing tricks on me, because he looked bigger than when I first saw him again two and a half weeks ago. Then again, it was hard to tell since he was already so massive. As usual, he wore a forest green hoodie that did little to hide the fact that he had the body of a Greek god. His traps and deltoids made his shoulders incredibly broad. The sleeves did nothing to hide sheer size of his triceps and biceps he had. The front of his sweatshirt was stretched taut by his boulder-like pecs. And his legs...man, they were perfectly proportional to his upper body. I don't think I've ever seen quads that fit into a pair of jeans like that before, and being an ex-porn model, that was saying a lot. The thought of porn caused my eyes to drift towards his crotch, where a very generous bulge seemed to wait for me. Having already seen just what was hiding behind that zipper, I averted my gaze quickly before I could blush.

Packages aside, I wondered how the hell he could have gotten so big. When I was a teenager, I worked half to death for my body but I barely had half of Ethan's size. Although I wanted to trust him, I couldn't help but think that some illegal substances were involved in his life, though if he was doing 'roids, he didn't have any of the usual side effects. Maybe I was looking into it too much.

Thinking about his body made me that more conscious of my own. I tried not to look down at myself, to see the big flabby gut and soft man-tits that had formed over the past few years. Maybe it was time for me to get serious about getting in shape again. After all, it wasn't as if I had anything better to do with my spare time after this job was over.

The students filed in after the bell rang, and after I called role I started my final lesson with them. Ethan really took me by surprise by raising his hand several times. Before he would slack off, but now every time I asked the class a question his hand would shoot right up and answer it correctly. I had always thought he'd never even cracked open his reading book before, but unless he pulled an all nighter he proved me wrong. I suppose I should start giving him the benefit of a doubt, but I still half expected him to pull up his cocky jock act any moment.

He didn't though. Ethan played the role of teacher's pet perfectly. He asked questions, participated in the discussions and listened closely to my lectures and looked as if he actually got what I was trying to say. Every time I told him he was correct, his face would light up like a Las Vegas casino.

Christ, he really did have a crush on me.

Like all high schools everyone looked up to the most popular kid, which in this case, Ethan. The moment they saw him become interested in my lecture, they all became interested. In the space of a few minutes, Ethan did what I couldn't do in two and a half weeks: get all of my students into learning. Instead of lamenting or being jealous, I instead focused all my attention on cramming as much knowledge as I can with my limited time frame. As long as I was going away, I might as well do the best I could and hopefully help them learn that just because it was their senior year it doesn't mean that they should slack off and try to breeze through. By the end of the period, I think I might've convinced some of them that even fine literature could be cool.

I think we were all disappointed when the bell rang and first period ended...or at least I was. I sat down and watched sadly as the students all walked out, knowing that I'd most likely never see them again.

A large shadow fell upon me and I looked up at the giant standing in front of my desk.

"That was a good class." Ethan grinned.

"It was." I agreed. "It's too bad the next few classes won't be as great."

His head cocked to the side in confusion. "Why not?"

"Because I won't have a big, popular jock like you in them." I laughed.

Wild hope suddenly grew on his face.

"I mean that there won't be anyone to get the other students into the lesson." I explained quickly to cut off any wrong ideas. God, I needed to learn how to watch what I say. My big mouth was getting me in enough trouble as it is.

"Oh. Right." He nodded, but the look in his eyes didn't completely disappear.

The both of us fell silent, unable to think of anything else to say. It wasn't until second period drew near that Ethan reluctantly had to leave.

"Well, I guess I'll...see you later Mr. Brian." He looked down at me sadly.

"Goodbye Ethan and try not to forget everything I taught you alright?"

The corner of his mouth curved up slightly, then he turned away to leave. I took in his strong features, his masculine profile and every little detail for the last time as he walked out the door and out of my life.

Ethan had been there many years ago at my first teaching job, and now here he was at my last. I closed my eyes as I felt as if another chapter of my life was complete.

Of course, that was when I remembered I still had five more periods to teach, so I shook myself out of it and quickly started to prepare for the rest of the day.

* * *

"You want me to what!?"

"Substitute for a math class." Mr. Cartier said, his voice telling me he was obviously annoyed from having to repeat himself.

I stared into the receiver, trying to decide whether or not this was some sort of sick practical joke. Then I remembered Mr. Cartier lacked something called a sense of humor.

It had been over three weeks since my job at North Forrest High. Gradually I settled back into my old life, flipping burgers for a living, playing some video games to pass the time. Things were just starting to fall back into routine when out of the blue my least favorite person gave me a call and a job offer.

"Okay, fine, why do you need me to sub for math class?"

"The previous teacher suddenly resigned, stating he was going to assume the family business and become a fish monger." I could practically see Mr. Cartier's nose wrinkle up in distaste.

Okay, this was getting weird. Who would give up a teaching career to handle fish all day? Then again, not everyone was a teaching nut like I was. "Why call me?" I asked instead. "After all, I highly doubt you're short on math subs."

"If you'd rather not take the job, I'll be more than glad to hire someone else." Mr. Cartier said perhaps a bit too quickly.

"Oh I'm taking that job alright." I told him smugly. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have some lesson plans to make." Before he could say anything else, I hung up the phone.

Another chance...it was too good to be true. Just to make sure it wasn't a dream, I pinched myself, winced at the pain. Yup, definetely real.

Unable to hold myself back anymore, I jumped up and ran towards my room excitedly to make preparations. In the back of my head, I felt as if I should be remembering something, but I was too giddy to concentrate on it.

The next day I arrived back at North Forrest High with my head held high and humming a little tune as i entered the teacher's lounge. Everything was just the way I left it; the same worn out seats, the same rickety table, same stained carpeting, and if I looked into the fridge I'd probably find some of the same forgotten leftovers from a month ago. Already craving for a cup of coffee, I headed straight for the counter.

"Ah, Brian, it?s great to see you again!"

I turned around to find Mr. Kennedy approach me with a big smile.

"Good morning Mr. Kennedy." I greeted him back. "It's nice to see you too sir."

He shook his head. "Still being formal I see. Would it kill ya to call me by my first name once in awhile?"

"I'll try." I promised him. Truth be told, I still didn't feel entirely comfortable around principals just yet, even open and inviting ones like Mr. Kennedy; too many bad memories.

"I can't tell you how grateful I am that you're subbing for that math class." Mr. Kennedy went on. "When the old teacher suddenly up and quit, it really took us all by surprise. Then I remembered what a great job you did subbing for that English class, so I told Nicholas to give you a call."

"You did?" My eyes widened. Suddenly Mr. Kennedy didn't appear to be so bad anymore.

"Well, sure, why not?" He shrugged as if it were nothing. "I mean, you're a great teacher and everything. That English class you subbed last month? Every student raised at least a letter grade. I figured you could do the same with this class."

I felt my heart swelled up at the news. All of them improved a letter grade? That was fantastic!

"Whoops look at the time." Mr. Kennedy glanced up at the clock. "I gotta run and meet up with Nicholas. Hey, if you're free for lunch stop by my office okay? Good luck!" And he left before I could get another word in. Shaking my head, I got my cup of coffee and went straight for my new math class.

It didn't take me long to locate the room, but when I unlocked the door and walked in I stopped and stared.

It looked ordinary enough. The walls were painted white, the decorations were simple algebra posters and everything neat and organized. Unlike my last classroom, there were no pink wall paper, no little hearts and no girly decorations.

But there were teddy bears.

I walked further in, looking around. Just like my previous English class, there were shelves jammed packed with stuffed animals.

I got so much and it?d be rude to throw them away so I asked some of the teachers if they could, you know, hold on to a few

That could only mean one thing....

A large shadow fell upon me. Slowly I turned around, looked up and gulped.

Standing there behind me with a Cheshire-cat grin was Ethan Black.

And he was definetely bigger.

Before, when I met him over a month and a half ago, I pegged him at 6'6" and 260 lbs. or so. Now, he was over 6'9 and looking like he was pushing past the 340 lbs. mark! The green hoodie that had already been snug on him was skin-tight now, hugging every curve, crevice and bulge on his body. I could count each individual block of abs, see the bumps where his nipples laid, make out the separation line between his huge biceps and triceps. The jeans HAD to have been custom-made; no way in HELL they made jeans that fit around quads that big and still hug his tiny ass waist so well.

"Welcome back Mr. Brian." Ethan spoke first, drawing my gaze back up to his face.

"E-Ethan, hi, you're...I mean...ah..." Fuck, I couldn't think. Just the idea of him having the growth spurt of a lifetime completely threw me off. Willing to focus on anything, I zeroed in on the big bags he was carrying in each hand. "What are those?"

He lifted them up higher for me to see. "Oh, these? They're just gifts from people for my birthday."

"Birthday?" I looked at him blankly. Then it dawned on me: today was February 4th.

Ethan puffed out his barrel chest and his grin grew even bigger. "Yup, it's my 18th birthday! I'm now officially an adult."

...Which meant that I no longer had any excuses to deny him what he wanted anymore: Me.

[redkage]

Finally, Teacher's Pet 8 is out!

I got really busy with real life all of a sudden, and to top it off I got stuck on a particular part. But, after pushing myself to get over the hurdle, I've FINALLY managed to write a new installment. Sorry if I made anybody wait too long :P

[Anubis9653]

Everybody gets busy with real life and things like this kind of take the back burner. Just take your time and everything will be fine. This series is a great story and that last part has some possibilities flying through my brain now. Keep up the good work.

[nnnrg]

Wellllll.... actually, Brian DOES have a reason to deny himself to Ethan ... it's illegal and unethical for a teacher to become sexually involved with a high school student, whether or not they're old enough for consent, because there is an unequal position of authority.
In some states it's not just illegal, it's a felony.

Of course, the "unequal power" thing in this case is actually going the other direction.
And what IS up with the kid growing so huge, and didn't Brian remember to start dieting and/or working out in his off time?

[ttownlittlebear]

Who cares about ethics when you got a big hunkin' horny man that whats you.. Excellent storie can't wait for the coupling/bonding.

[stiffreed]

lol I cant wait to see how Brian handles this.

[Blake]

I am just so glad that the story has continued, a brilliant peice of writing in my opinion

[gingy123]

lol GO Ethan!

[arpeejay]

Many thanks! I look forward to # 9!

xoxo

Richard

[sierraca]

The mystery continues about Ethan's growth. Maybe there's something IN all those teddy bears that causes Ethan's growth Hopefully Red will soon reveal all (pun not intended). Is Mr. Kennedy's chumminess a foreshadowing? Why is Mr. Cartier still so prissy around Brian. Was Mr. Cartier also in the porn industry and is trying to cover it up? Will Brian get back in shape? I suspect that Red has some devious plot twists in store for us. Augh. Now we have to wait for another chapter.

[tagsnola]

Looking forward to the next installment. Thanks for this one.

[philat99]

Glad it didn't end there. We still need to learn Ethan's secret to his fantastic growth and whether he'll be sharing that secret with Mr. Brian. What a pair you've conjured up. Keep up the great work.
Mike

[diegodominica]

Great chapter! Nice cliffhanger.

[cesarvillavi]

Wow! This was a great chapter. Can't wait for the next! I love this story!

Excellent Chapter Red

[Excelsior]

oh fi-nal-ly!!!!!

Excellent Story, 'urry up the next chapter!

[omelissokomos]

I'm still not convinced Ethan deserves to be with Brian. I feel as protective of Brian as Kevin was in the last chapter.

[muscl4life]

Oh come on?! Are you all falling for this? How many times had Redkage fooled us before? I won't believe in a soon happy ending until I read the next events on the story

Jokes on the side, another great chapter buddy, it's lovely to see how you characters interact so strongely in the environment you've created, and even though we are not seeing the whole truth (the storytelling is on first POV after all) -what is being told is deep, sincere and very loyal to the premisse you've previously established.

Congratulations

[Muscle_Knight]

Awsum installment, has to be said! Can't wait for the next part, don't keep us waiting too long please!!