Chapter 12
I turned over in my bed, shutting off the alarm that had awoken me.
'Why did I set the alarm...?' I thought to myself as I grabbed my newest yaoi manga addition and headed into the bathroom to bathe. Looking at the cover I could feel my face become flushed and I opened to the first page while stepping into the hot bath.
"Mmmm." I moaned as I flipped through the pages of hot, young boys, like the ones in my class, getting it on. There was nothing better than some boy on boy! Unless, of course, one of those boys was on me instead...
Just the thought sent a chill down my spine. I used to fantasize about me and a few of my students frequently, but only now had I only one on my mind. That was Aku. His intense gaze always made me wet.
Continuing to focus on my yaoi manga I slowly slipped two fingers into myself.
I came quickly after. While stepping out of the bath I was careful to not get my book wet.
After I got out of the tub, I laid down on my bed and finished the last of my manga. It was surprisingly good, the best I'd read in a while. It was about a fourteen year old boy who had sex with every one of his classmates. But the end had a cliffhanger, which left me wanting more. He'd finished doing all of his classmates, and asked his teacher if he would like to partake in the shenanigans too. Unfortunately, the volume ended just before the teacher gave an answer.
I sighed and got dressed to go down to the bookstore; if I kept this up I would be broke again this week. But that didn't really phase me. I arrived at the bookstore and passed through the aisles of manga until I found the yaoi. There it was.
"The Sluttiest Boy" Volume 2. I pulled it out, causing another to fall with it. "Peachy Delight". I picked it up and drooled over the two naked bishonen on the cover. I just couldn't resist. I pulled about twenty five different mangas off of the shelf and brought them in a stack to the counter.
"Hello, will you take a check?" I asked, knowing it would bounce the moment they cashed it.
The cashier stared at me in disbelief and only nodded. Smiling, I wrote it out, and left quickly.
"Bwahahaha!" I bellowed after I'd left the store, to nobody in particular, "I'll be able to get off to these all night now!"
"Hey... Yamada-sensei!?"
I looked down at the kid who had just addressed me. Maybe I shouldn't have shouted about my pathetic sex life in a public place...
"Oh, um, yes? I think I remember you from somewhere..." The kid appeared hurt. He looked down a bit then back to me.
"I'm Ichirou, from your class."
"Oh! Hello! What brings you here?!" I'd never seen him outside of class before so I didn't recognize him.
"Well, I uh... I was just out for a walk... I was NOT stalking you, if that's what you're thinking! Don't be ridiculous!"
Ah, so this boy had been following me. I eyed him up. His body was fine. Slender, trim. Definitely no Aku, but better than nothing I suppose.
"So, Ichirou... did you finish all of your homework, or will I have to punish you?" I asked seductively, making sure to push out my chest as far as it could go.
I watched him as his eyes lowered to my boobs.
"I uh- what was the question?"
"Come with me." Ichirou's face was red as he nodded and followed me to my apartment. "Before we go in, I'm going to test you."
"What do you-" I pushed him against the door and put my body as close to his as was possible.
"Define the word 'Crocodile'." I asked, using english for the word crocodile.
"Umm, it's a big reptile thing..."
"WRONG!" I yelled, slapping him across the face. Conveniently, the blow was enough to make him stumble over onto my bed. I crawled on with him.
"Next question: How many syllables are in the word 'cat'?"
"J-just one." He said fearfully.
I sneered at his response. "What, you don't like it kinky!?"
"I... I really don't know how to play this game. I'm kind of a... a virgin." Ichirou stammered, seemingly embarrassed about his confession.
"Well, I guess I'll just have to teach you." I said, licking my lips. Slowly I undid his zipper, teasing him.
"Mmmm..." He clenched is teeth, moving his hands down to try to pull his pants off the rest of the way.
"Hey!" I yelled, giving his hand a sharp slap. "That is not proper casual sex etiquette!"
"I'm sorry! I didn't know!" He looked frightened again.
I smiled at him, knowing I was in control. His dick was completely hard as I pulled it out of his pants. "Mmmm.." He moaned as I licked the tip. Very slowly, I moved my lips over his cock, flicking it with my tongue as went. "Oh god..." He murmured. I could feel it pulsate in my mouth. "Sensei...I'm gunna-" He came, filling my mouth with hot sticky liquid.
"Ohh, good job Ichirou!" I exclaimed, pulling off of him. Now, lay on your back, please.
"My back..?" He asked not knowing why I wanted him to do that.
"Don't question your authorities, mister!" I said sternly, pushing him over before quickly tugging down my pants.
I climbed over him, straddling his body. "Are you ready for this, Ichirou?"
"Wait! I don't have a... condom."
"Oh, I'm infertile, don't worry!"
"Yeah, but STD's!"
"Sorry, I can’t hear you!" I sang, quickly pushing down on him before he could protest any further.
He moaned loudly as I did this. It'd been awhile since I had the real thing. I couldn't control myself. "Ichirou!" I cried while riding him.
"Yamada-sensei...!" He replied, closing his eyes and gripping the sheets.
I continued faster and faster, his member hitting my g-spot every time. At this rate I wouldn't last very long. Our breathing was heavy as we both indulged ourselves in pleasure.
I pulled all the way off, then dropped back down harshly, causing him to erupt, and me to orgasm. It was delightful. I flopped down on the bed and looked at him for a moment before glancing at the clock. We'd only been at it for an hour.
I looked back toward him. His eyes were nearly closed now. "How was it?" I asked.
"It was... amazing."
I chuckled, "Well, I've had a lot... and I mean A LOT of practice."
"A lot, huh." He looked displeased with me.
"What is that supposed to mean?" I asked bitterly.
"Well, I guess I just never thought you were a... a slut."
"Excuse me! I am not a slut, I am just... I'm just... I'm well taken care of." I said, sitting up angrily to yank my pants back on. "Please leave." I looked over to glare at him, anger flaring in my eyes.
"FINE!" He screamed at me as he fixed himself up and stormed out the door.
I grabbed a bag of manga and laid back down on the bed. I'd managed to get through two of them before I felt a vibration in my pocket.
"Hello?" I answered, after pulling out my cell phone.
"Hello, this is Ichirou's mother."
I rolled my eyes. This happened nearly every time I slept with one of my students. "Ah, yes, Ichirou. Is this about the homework I assigned today? Some of the other students were having some trouble with it also."
"No, I'm afraid this is not about homework. My son has told me some very disturbing things tonight. He told me you... you seduced him with mind games and raped him!" I could hear the woman bursting out into tears.
"What? That is not true. I've been sitting here at my sister in law's house all day! Isn't that right, Karii?" I pulled the phone away from my ear and selected the pre-recorded message out of my phone.
"Yes, it's true, she's been here with me all day. We've just been playing board games and stuff. I honestly have no idea where your son got any of that." After the message was done playing, I put the phone back to my ear.
"See? I couldn't have done anything with poor little Ichirou."
It was no skin off my back if they told their parents. I managed to get out of it every time.
"Well, I... I guess he must have made it up. But why would he ever do something like that?" The woman's voice shook slightly.
"I'm not sure, but I'm very sorry about your situation. I've never really heard of something like this happening before, especially not with one of my students."
The other line remained silent for a moment before she finally spoke, her voice faint and undecided, "Yes, sorry. Good bye."
"Good bye." I said before hanging up the phone.
Ah, now that that whole fiasco was over, I would be free to return to my real love. I glanced over at the pile of manga on my nightstand. An unfamiliar feeling suddenly hit me. It must have been guilt... or self pity... or something in between. All I knew was that it made me feel sick. I closed my eyes for a moment before giving my head a sharp jerk, forcing myself to forget this feeling before picking up my book and starting where I'd left off.
Reading these books just wasn’t the same as experiencing things for myself. It had become somewhat of a bore. Albeit, it's not like my life was that exciting to begin with. All I ever did was read manga, teach kids, correct papers, sleep with my students... okay, maybe some parts of my life were exciting, but mostly not. Mostly, it seemed as though I was headed straight down, with no hope of ever coming back. Each manga I read isolated me further and soon I would be completely void of any real human abilities to socialize.
I stopped for a moment, in front of the stairwell. Today, I would go and make amends with every student I had ever hurt in my own attempts to improve my life. Every selfish deed I had ever committed would be undone. No matter what happened, I wouldn't let myself get drug down this path again! I was a new Yamada-sensei! The thought sent a tingle of delight through my being. I skipped over to the first step, where my pant leg caught under my shoe, and I began to fall.