tw: smut (kinda sorta maybe?) but you should get used to it bc from now on you'll probably be seeing a lot of it

tyler sighed as the final bell rang, stacking his chair onto his desk and hurrying out of the classroom. he was eager to hear what mr. dun had to say, curious if it was about breaking the dress code earlier that day, or whether he wanted to discuss something else.

so tyler lightly knocked on the door of mr. dun's office, head poking through the ajar opening as the older man motioned him in. he took a seat in the chair he was slowly becoming accustomed to, swinging his legs around as they barely touched the ground.

"you wanted to see me?" tyler asked, head tilting in question as his doe eyes were wide and begging for answers. he was well aware it was an endearing sight, using it when he wanted to get someone to give in to what he wanted. it almost always worked and he had mastered the art of getting his way, which is exactly what he planned to do with mr. dun.

"yes, i wanted to apologize if i was a bit too harsh this morning," mr. dun said, his tone genuinely apologetic, which confused tyler the slightest bit.

"it's all right," tyler responded. "i was rude too so we're even, 'kay?"

"i still feel bad." mr. dun made eye contact with tyler, their eyes locking in an intense stare. "my job isn't to upset students, and i was a little unfair this morning. i want you to feel comfortable around me, and i want to make sure you know that you can always trust me and talk to me."

tyler smiled at the caring words of the yellow haired man, heart fluttering and mind racing with thoughts of just how much he wanted mr. dun to care for him every day.

"thank you, mr. dun, that means a lot to me." tyler grinned at the man, licking over his pouty lips as he bowed his head in faux innocence. "since you said i can always talk to you, there has been something on my mind."

"oh, what would that be?" mr. dun asked, sounding very concerned for the young boy.

"i've been having these... thoughts..." tyler sighed, chewing over his next words carefully, "and i don't know what to do about them."

mr. dun furrowed his eyebrows and tyler nervously awaited his response. he watched the way the older male bit his lip lightly in focus and he squeezed his pudgy thighs together, trying to suppress the whine that threatened to escape at the sight.

"what kind of thoughts are you having? anything you tell me will stay confidential, unless i feel as though you're putting yourself or others in danger." mr. dun leaned forwards, gauging the brunette's reaction as he hesitantly nodded.

"bad thoughts," tyler whined, tears welling up in his eyes as his small hands flew up to wipe them away. "i feel so dirty, sir."

"hey, it's okay, little one. take a deep breath with me," mr. dun soothed, reaching his larger hand up to tyler's own, lacing their fingers together in a comforting manner. at the pet name the young boy finally allowed himself to let go of the whimper that sat high in his throat, the noise coming out much louder than he expected, voice cracking needily. he pressed his thighs tighter together, shifting them slowly to relieve himself of some of the uncomfortable pressure that was building up in his jeans. his whines began to slip from his mouth more frequently, pitchy and childlike as mr. dun observed his strange behavior. tyler heard the man gasp and he figured that he had begun to piece the puzzle together, most likely understanding what was happening if he hadn't already.

"p-please, s-s-sir," tyler stuttered, squeezing mr. dun's hand tightly as he continued to rub his legs together. mr. dun let his eyes travel down to tyler's small bulge, inhaling a shaky breath as tyler let tears slip down his cheeks, thighs mercilessly creating friction.

"tyler," the older of the two spoke, voice somewhere between a warning and a groan. the heat between tyler's legs increased and by now he wasn't holding back, allowing himself to completely let go of his composure. he hunched over and his whimpers turned into drawn out moans of 'mr. dun' and 'sir', feeling himself dangerously nearing his finish. he was going to come untouched, and this wouldn't be the first time it had happened, but it sure as hell was the fastest he was was able to reach his peak of ecstasy.

one glance to his vice principal's large hand wrapped around his own tiny one, and the outline of his length through his dress pants was all it took for tyler to come undone, vision blurring over as his breath caught in his throat, whining out a needy 'sir' as he let go in the confinement of his underwear. he felt the sticky substance and cringed at the sensation of it on his skin, but too far out to fully care about it. mr. dun sat in silence as he watched tyler come down from his high, trying to process what had just happened.

tyler slumped back against the chair, lazy smile on his face and heavy breaths trying to even out. mr. dun looked shocked and tyler giggled a bit, breaking the yellow hue from his reverie as he made eye contact with tyler. he couldn't help the grin that made its way onto his face and he apprehensively let go of tyler's hand, the young boy pouting at the loss of contact.

"you should probably get going." mr. dun cleared his throat, pushing his chair back and packing up his briefcase. "don't hesitate to meet with me from now on. like i said, you can trust me."

tyler beamed, knowing he was definitely not going to turn down that offer.

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what did i just do
-carina

p.s. unedited ha what a surprise