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"My.. my name.. I'm David and..." He noticed his hand was still wrapped around his meaty flesh, and he quickly let go. Though Jeff cut in.
"Aw yeah, piano teacher, right? Becca told me about it…" Jeff answered in a nonchalant tone. He dropped his tank top to the floor, approaching David with a curious look glazed in his misty blue eyes.
David was beyond embarrassed.
"Look Jeff I... I am really sorry about this I... it's very embarrassing and inappropriate and.. I understand if you tell your parents. I'm sure they wouldn't want someone like me as her teacher anymore..." His hands frantically grabbed at the waistline of his jeans, just about ready to run out of the house and puke, while still leaving his sac full of seed. He'd just release when he got home. However, Jeff seemed as though he didn't want David to be in such a rush, as he pressed David's shoulders back down, allowing him to sit.
"Nah, I won't tell 'em. Besides, I can't do that to my 'secret admirer' can I...?" Jeff's tone was now very coy as those pink, cigarette smoke-laced lips slowly curved into a devious smirk.
David just sat there, pants once again down to his ankles. No longer embarrassed, he didn't quite know how to feel. It appeared as though Jeff knew he was watching the whole time and yet seemed just fine with it. Hell, he looked more than fine, but David was just... blank.
Though looking back at Jeff, the one he'd been fantasizing about the entire time, it was clear what was about to happen... with Jeff's jeans already off his waist and kicked across the floor, and his hand holding out that fully erect cock peaking through dark blue boxers.
"So David. What do you do to yourself when you think about me?" That mischievous smirk widened as he slowly dropped to his knees, spreading David's thighs a little more as he licked his lips at the sight of his stiff, delicious cock.
If Mama and Papa Vaughn were waiting for David's usual call after lessons, then they'd best stay up a little later to get that chance. Their son was living his first, secret and sexual fantasy.