Never Mind Detention
By: Chadwulf

Mr. Samson gazed over his students hungrily, it was nearing the end of class, the class just before lunch, and his stomach gave a quiet growl. Samson muffled it with a cough.

he sat back in his chair behind the desk. he looked over the he was a bulky man, he stood at about 6 feet tall, an average height for that region of Oregon. he gazed over the class intently, still undecided on his chosen prey...

he glanced at his watch and glances back to his students... that boy, a he had short dark black hair, he wore a gray sweatshirt over a plain T-shirt and baggy black cargo pants. he was about Samsons height but was thinner, not thin but comparatively thinner. then again so was the rest of the class, Ciarean noticed as Samson got up and made his way toward him.

he had always secretly had a small crush on Samson, and couldn't help admire his form as he approached, Samson had a large pot belly which jutted out in front of him as he walked, which was barely covered with a black T-shirt under a purple school jacket (school colors) and tight jeans which accentuated his large butt and, what seemed to ciarean as a rather sizable bulging crotch.

he had thick head of gray hair cut short which matched his beard, gray and trimmed neatly. Ciarean avoided looking at Samsons crotch when he caught him looking at him. he quickly turned back to his work but then the bell rang for lunch.

as Ciarean began to pack up, Samson called out with that masculine voice of his. "just a second Ciarean i want to talk to you..."

Samson stands by the door saying goodbye to the students as he hides his eager hunger and growling stomach.

as the class empties, soon only Samson and Ciarean are left in the classroom, he locks the door quietly.

Ciarean taps Samson on the shoulder, "you wanted to see me Mr. Samson?" he asks politely, his backpack slung over his shoulder, hes eager to get to lunch... so is Mr. Samson.

Samson grins and nods, Ciarean loves that grin, Samson does it alot, it shows his straight teeth...

"yes i did... I've been noticing your looks Ciarean..."

"L- looks sir?" he says nervously

"Don't play dumb" he says impatiently, an look of hunger in his eyes "we both know your attracted to me... it's ok you don't have to hide it." as Samson says this he begins unzipping his coat, letting his belly hang out.

Ciarean can't believe it, it's like a dream come true! "but... but someone might come in... they'll hear us!" he whispers urgently backing away a little. glancing at the windows.

"the doors locked, this room is sound proofed. it used to be the band room until the school was remodeled. I'll go close the blinds, you undress..." he says with another grin.

Ciarean tries to come up with another argument but can find none. finally he begins to strip.

After he closes the blinds, he makes his way toward his young, nude student, pulling off his T-shirt as he walks. his large pot belly hanging out easilly, his chest is a thick carpet of hair.

Samson admires Ciareans form, and considers playing with him before getting to business... but his stomach insists with a loud growl. So he pulls Ciarean into a long passionate kiss.

Ciarean is admiring Samsons thick talented tongue which is currently exploring his mouth and the feeling of his beard against his face when suddenly he feels his tongue pull out and with a pop of Samsons jaw, his entire face is inside Samsons mouth.

He pulls back reflexively but Samsons hand is on the back of his head, and suddenly instead of running through his hair its pushing his face closer to his gaping throat. Samsons other arm pinning Ciareans arms and torso against his hairy gut.

Samson moans loudly, his tongue running over Ciareans face taking in his flavor. he gives him a firm tug pulling his head fully into his mouth. As the shock of thing begin to sink in he struggles harder, he tries to yell and receives a mouthful of saliva. still he manages to get out some short muffled shouts through Samsons handsome lips.

Samson ignored Ciareans shouts and held him in a vice like grip, Ciareans struggles are useless. none-the-less, he he fights in kicks and shouts for all he's worth.

Samson sucks on Ciareans head, his lips sealed around his neck for several minutes before giving a hard swallow, pulling his head into Samsons slimy throat, his facial features bulging from his already thick neck.

Samson tightens his grip on Ciarean, this is the difficult part. lifting Ciarean up, he widens his mouth and works his lips over his shoulders, with another swallow he pulls Ciarean in up to his nipples, his head disappearing into Samsons torso and Ciareans arms pinned to his sides without have to be held.

Samson moans around Ciareans bulk and swallows again, his tongue running over his chest. He gives another enormous gulp pulling Ciareans abdomen into Samsons mouth, now only his pelvis and legs sticking out.

Ciarean gasps as his head finally reaches Samsons stomach, breathing in the foul air, he screams for all he's worth, his legs kick uselessly at the air as his saliva coated body continues to enter his stomach.

for his part, Samson is thoroughly enjoying himself, with another gulp he brings Ciareans still semi hard cock into his mouth, which he lavishes with his tongue generously. some drool seeps out around Ciareans legs and into his beard.

Samson decides to take a moment and rest, he sits down in his desk chair and leans back, with the taste of Ciareans hard cock in his mouth he unzips his own fly, his thick cock aching in the tight confines of his jeans, it sticks out hard and proud once let loose.

Despite his situation, Ciarean finds himself humping into Samson ravenous maw and against his tongue which efficiently slurps over his cock repeatedly. Ciarean finally cumms hard in Samsons mouth and then his legs lay still, completely spent of energy.

Samson licks the cum up greedily but some adds to the drool running down his chin and his quickly expanding gut. he swallows again, it's easier now, Ciarean's almost limp legs sliding across his tongue and into his throat. he rest his hands on his hairy gut feeling it expand as well as Ciareans meager struggles within.

with several more gulps, Samson sucks Ciareans legs in like spaghetti. Ciarean, a little more aware now, has begun to struggle frantically again. Samsons throat isn't nearly as bulging anymore, his belly however is filled with his delicious student. as he continues to send Ciarean down, he masturbates idly, just squeezing his thick dick gently. not wanting to cum too quickly.

with another GULP, Samson has Ciareans feet in his mouth, he closes his mouth behind them. Ciarean is no longer visible at all, completely wrapped in Samsons wet warmth.he suckles on the feet for a moment, savoring them. Then, finally, they disappear down his gullet as well.

Samson moans as he feels Ciarean filling out his stomach which is now about twice its size. with one hand he rubs over his belly, feeling Ciarean struggling for a way out, with the other, he masturbates his fat dick.

It doesn't take much for him to shoot his load across his hairy gut. Samson sighs contently and lays back, he gives another loud belch ridding Ciarean of anymore breathing air. his movement become more frantic, but he knows they will soon slow and eventually stop.

he licks drool and cum from his lips getting last bits of flavor, then picks up Ciareans shirt from nearby and uses it to clean off his gut and chin.

he sits there with his pants unbuttoned and his semi hard cock buried under his massive gut, which every now and then gives a slight twitch. Seeborg lays back as he begins to digest Ciarean, and pulls out the seating chart for another one of his classes.

"hmm," he mumbles to himself softly giving that sexy smile of his, "lets see whats on the menu for tommorrow..."

The End!!!

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