Prequel To

It describes the assassins life before he met Chris.

I had always had a crush on my English teacher. He was attractive in a
intellectual kind of way. His long dirty blonde hair was sweaty and I
could taste it as it fell onto my lips. With my arms wrapped around his
back, rubbing his shoulders, he held my legs up with his arms as he
thrusts inside me. The pleasure was magnificent. His warm body so close
to mine. It made me quiver. He may not have had the most solid and trim
body of all the guys that wanted me, but that didn’t matter, I loved
him for his intellect and the fact we could talk about things we liked.
There was no fear of humiliation. He also had a wife, who had no idea
what we did together, at school no less. We were in fact on his work
table now. The bell would ring right as we finished. How did I know
this? I just have the gift of knowing. Like how I know that over half
the athletes at our school has had some kind of gay sex. It’s also how
I knew one day at lunch if I went to this class room I could have my
teacher to myself. He thrust into me hard and a sigh escaped my lips. He
smiled devilishly and thrusts hard again. I almost came right then, but
I already told you I would come just before the bell rang. I also know
that he loved his wife more then me. He would die for her in an instant,
I was just a friend, the kind you love with all your heart, and I was
okay with that. Our lips met in harmony and I felt his tongue in my
mouth. I loved his taste. It was like tasting knowledge, and I know that
is a very weird description, but I have a lot of respect for the guy. I
felt his movements hasten. He was close. I pulled his hair and he let
out a slight groan and gave another fiendish smile. I loved his smile.
We kissed again, this time I squeezed his a*s and pulled him as hard as
I could into me, I sighed a bit louder then I intended. I didn’t know
I was going to do that. When I let out the sigh he exploded inside me
and I exploded into the condom I was wearing, to prevent mess. He was
also wearing a condom. We kissed and I sighed and panted with him in an
erotic song. He pulled out of me and took of his condom, he took mine
and tossed them into a brown bag which he rolled up and tossed into the
trash. He smiled and pulled up his pants. As we prepared for the bell,
it rang and I dashed and unlocked the door. Like the many things I knew,
I knew this was going to be our last time together like this. So I snuck
a quick kiss and grab at his manhood. Today would be our last day
because he would decide that he didn’t want to do this to his wife,
that this phase in his life was over, and I was okay with that. I was
going to meet a real boyfriend today. One I would love with all my
heart. His name was Chris.
 

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[TLK]

How can you be facing each other while being penetrated when you are both male?