Detention again. Of course it’s intentional. You get the chance to stay behind for two hours with five glorious god-like hunks and just by forgetting to bring in a shirt and shorts, too easy.
The first teacher is Mr. Davies. He’s tall, dark haired, broad shouldered and specializes in rugby. Not the most handsome man but with his sheer size you can’t help jerking off to the thought of the schlong he must have packed into those baggy tracksuit bottoms.
The second teacher is Mr. Smith. An inch to two shorter than Mr. Davies but making up for it with sheer muscle, his hair is brown and cut so close to his head he’s almost a skinhead. His specialty is football and watching him run, with all that sheer force charging towards you is almost enough to make you fall to your knees and worship him right on the playing field.
The third teacher is Mr. Duthie. His dark hair is starting to go silver, and by the open buttons on his polo shirt you know his chest hair is following suit. Shorter than the other two by a good few inches, he’s leaner and specializes in running. He’s quick and has a habit of wearing shorts rather than trousers that hug to his perfectly round globes in a way that’s often had you unconsciously rearranging yourself.
The fourth teacher is Mr. Rush. A gymnast with a short but tightly constructed frame. He started going bald a few years back and so cut his dark hair right to the skin, his eyes are a deep shade of green that reflect his good nature whenever you speak with him. But it’s on the trampoline that he truly shines, flexing his muscles into tight shapes to bounce right to the ceiling, twisting through the air with the grace of a cat; it makes you want to try some acrobatics with him in the bedroom.
The fifth and final teacher is Mr. Lamb. His hair is strawberry blonde, and his nose is squashed slightly t the side from where he broke it during a hockey match in his youth. Hockey is still his sport but still he is the joke of the department and many kids laugh at him behind his back. Despite his good-natured appearances you know of his darker side and have seen him yelling in a way that both terrifies and arouses you.
The five teachers are stood each one gazing out into the group of students gathered around the changing rooms, some younger students look frightened, older students are acting nonchalant as if they’re so used to this by now it doesn’t bother them anymore.
“You have a choice of what to do during you’re detention. Everyone has to pick…”
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