WARNING: Slight non-slash smut. There isn't much, but I just warn you

Jack's p.o.v

I passed through the school gates the next Monday morning and the first thing I saw was Zack Merrick and Alex Gaskarth. Zack was walking with a petite blonde beside him, who was smiling happyly at him, her blue eyes glued at his face. Alexander was sat on the floor, head rest in his left hand, listening music with a brown haired girl, with a piercing in her nose. I looked everywhere, trying to find a way to get to my class without being noticed by them. I cursed under my breath when I realised there was no way.

Okay, so maybe I wasn’t trying to avoid Gaskarth, just Zack, because he knows I know what I don’t have to know… Maybe I’m behaving like a fourteen year old teenager, but that’s just how I am. I decided to walk in front of Alex, but don’t look at him. I may be lucky enough and he doesn’t aknowledge my prescence.

I got to my class safely. I sat down at my chair and stared at the ceiling, thinking. This was getting out of control, how a few words could get me like this so easyly? I’m pretty sure most of the girls on my class had the hots for me, I hear things on the halls. So, why I was behaving like this? It wasn’t because they were boys, no way. I sighed just when the bell rang.

A few classes later Alex was walking through my class door. He walked to my desk and gave me a small piece of paper. He smiled shyly at me, and then walked to his desk, a few slutty girls following behind.

“Mr. Barakaaaaaat!” A red hair girl whined, sitting on my desk. “I need you to help me!”

“With what?” I asked.

She put her finger in her mouth and started licking it, locking eyes with me. She was wearing a violet tank top, with which you could see half of her breasts. And maybe a little of her big boobs. “I don’t understand the homework you gave us last week…” she paused. “…maybe you could help me?” she whispered, winking at me.

I thought for a moment. This girl was my student, but I had to admit she was pretty hot. “Lets talk about this after class, okay?” I said.

She smiled triumphaly at me, and walked back to her desk, moving her ass meanwhile. I sighed again.

“Okay class! Open your books and read pages twenty eight, twenty nine and thirty. Then, make the activities on page forty six! Work quickly, because you have to hand in at the end of the class.” The whole class groaned, but I couldn’t give two shits about it. I grabbed Alex’s note and read it.

‘Thank you so much for helping me the other day. And sorry for all the troubles I might have caused. I’m afraid that you’re angry with me about that and don’t want to see me never again, (okay that’s a bit exagerated, but I don’t know, maybe you’re angry or something. I’m really sorry if that’s true!!). But, anyways, I’m really really glad you helped me.
-Alex G.’

I smiled at the note. How could I be angry with him? I mean, I was the one who decided to help him. He didn’t force me or some shit like that.

Suddenly, I realised something. Alex liked me. Maybe I could use that, right? I didn’t have action in some time…

I snapped myself mentally. What was I thinking? I couldn’t do that to him! He was a kid, he had feelings, he had a whole life in front of him. I couldn’t ruin him like that. I couldn’t use him.

I snapped myself mentally again. What was my problem? I never took into consideration what the other person wanted. Why was I worrying about Gaskarth so much?

The bell rang, and a minute later I had a big pile of papers in my desk and a red haired slut standing in front of me. With one hand, she was grabbing her ass, and she was licking her finger. Again.

She took out the key from my pocket and locked the door. Then, she blocked the windows, and in a second, she was pressing her body to mine, her hand slightly touching my crotch.

“Mister Barakat, can you help me?” She said, moving her finger through my chest, and staring at me.

“Just tell me what you need.” She smirked at my words.

“I think I’m not going to get good grades on this subject…” She whispered, seductively, gently grabbing my boner, and I couldn’t help but moan. She was a good slut.


I was sitting on my kitchen table, correcting the excersises my students made today, when I heard someone clear their throat.

“Are you going to tell me what happened?” Rian asked.

“Um? What do you mean?”

“I mean that your clothes are dirty, and your hair is messy. What happened?”

“Oh, you know, I had a meeting with…”

“Please tell me it wasn’t a…"

“…a student.” I said, smirking.

“You’re an asshole, you know that, right? You probably took the girl’s virginity.”

I shook my head in response. “We didn’t go too far. But I wasn’t her first one.”

“She isn’t guilty for what happened to you, Jack.” Rian snapped.

“I know! But why do I have to care for her? She wanted it! I didn’t make her do it!”

“But you did it! You should have told her ‘I’m and adult, you can’t do this with me’ or some shit like that! Not fuck her!”

“I told you I didn’t fuck her!” I shouted.

“You know what I mean!”

I rested my head on my hand. “Leave me alone.”

“Wait, b-“

“Leave me alone, I said.”

He turned around to leave the room, but he stopped. “Give him a chance. He will fix you.” And with that, he disappeard through the door.

Notes

I hope you like this! This is the first thing similar to a smut I've ever wrote in my life, so I'm really sorry if it sucks. I have already three more chapters written! YAAAAAAAY!

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