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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Glee
  Relationship:
      Blaine_Anderson/Adam_Crawford
  Character:
      Blaine_Anderson, Adam_Crawford
  Additional Tags:
      Dom/sub, Barebacking, Semi-Public_Sex, Teacher-Student_Relationship, Age
      Difference, Spanking, Intergluteal_Sex, Smut
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-05-08 Words: 1075
****** Glutton for Punishment. ******
by orphan_account
Summary
     Mr. Crawford is merciless with his strokes, Blaine’s counts starting
     as whimpers and soft whines and becoming louder as he goes until
     Blaine is practically sobbing, a combination of pain and arousal
     coursing through his body.
Blaine whimpers when a firm hand comes down and strikes his bare ass. He’s bent
over the desk of Mr. Crawford’s classroom, having been kept after school for
being caught passing notes one too many times. He can feel Mr. Crawford’s
breath against his ear as the teacher leans down and covers his body with his
own, whispering in his ear with words Blaine doesn’t quite register in his
current state, his mind too fuzzy with arousal to concentrate on the sounds
properly.
Blaine is forced to focus a bit more as a hand strikes his buttocks again, this
time with much more force in the open palm, making him cry out softly. He hears
Mr. Crawford when he speaks again, telling Blaine firmly to pay more attention
and giving him the instruction to count his strokes. Blaine nods silently, and
finds himself smacked again as a result, with Mr. Crawford specifying that his
responses must be verbal.
Blaine’s answer is audible, but he himself isn’t sure he actually said yes, but
Mr. Crawford seems to accept his response in any case. He asks if Blaine is
ready and waits for Blaine to speak, his hand gently caressing Blaine’s ass in
his patience, the sensation doing nothing to alleviate the growing sparks of
pleasure throughout Blaine’s body. Eventually, Blaine says yes, and closes his
eyes, waiting for the first smack.
Mr. Crawford is merciless with his strokes, Blaine’s counts starting as
whimpers and soft whines and becoming louder as he goes until Blaine is
practically sobbing, a combination of pain and arousal coursing through his
body as the final few smacks come down. When he’s finished, Mr. Crawford leans
away from him a tad, watching Blaine panting quietly as the cool air does
nothing to lessen the sting of his sore ass.
Blaine absently hears Mr. Crawford praising him, telling him how well he always
takes his punishments and what a good boy he is, and though his mind is more
focused on his hard cock pressed against Mr. Crawford’s desk as the soreness
spreading through his body from his ass and his held position, he stills feels
warmth blooming in his chest at the kind words.
Blaine mumbles out a thank you, Sir, and can practically feel the fond smile on
Mr. Crawford’s face. He barely hears his teacher talking about how he deserves
a reward after that before there’s a warm hand cupping his balls, massaging the
tender sacs and causing Blaine to gasp out a soft moan that turns into a
whimper when Mr. Crawford starts kissing gently along his neck.
It doesn’t take much for Blaine to feel his balls start to tighten as an urgent
heat coils just below his stomach, having been achingly hard ever since his
teacher ordered him to undress and pushed him down over the desk, and he feels
utterly desperate and so close, whining petulantly as Mr. Crawford suddenly
retracts his hand and steps away from him completely, leaving him close and
hanging with no relief.
Mr. Crawford spanks him again to quiet him, though there’s no force in the
smack and it wouldn’t hurt at all were it not for how sore he was already.
Blaine hears a zipper being pulled down and some rustling noises before a cap
being popped open and squirting noises. Blaine’s breathing speeds up and his
ass clenches in anticipation of what he hopes his teacher is about to do.
When Mr. Crawford approaches him again, the teacher places his hands firmly on
Blaine’s buttocks and spreads them, pressing his now exposed and lubed penis
between the cheeks and starting to thrust. Blaine bites his lip and moves to
thrust back against him, revelling in the feeling of the hard cock brushing
just against his hole and the slick slide of it against his cheeks
Mr. Crawford takes a hand and moves it back to Blaine’s sac, working him over
quickly until Blaine comes with a breathless moan, come spurting over the desk
messily as Blaine jerks against the wood, his lower body spasming slightly as
he lets his head fall and continues to breath heavily while Mr. Crawford keeps
thrusting between his ass cheeks.
Then there are hands gripping Blaine’s hair, pulling his head up and Mr.
Crawford is calmly telling him to open his mouth and lick up the mess he’s left
on the desk, all while he continues to thrust with increasing speed between
Blaine’s firm cheeks. Blaine obliges immediately, cringing at the taste of his
own semen, but diligently licking up every drop he can reach in his current
position, whining when he can’t get to the rest of it.
Mr. Crawford grunts and groans above him, thrusting hard and stilling and
Blaine feels the come hitting his back, warm and thick, and he whimpers as his
legs shake minutely and Mr. Crawford pulls away for the last time, pulling
Blaine up with him by the hair. He looks at the semen left on the desk and
pushes Blaine to his knees, telling him to finish, while he quietly gathers up
their clothes so they can get dressed again once Blaine is done.
After Mr. Crawford has gotten all of Blaine’s clothes together and placed them
neatly on the now clean desk, he sits in his desk chair behind the still
kneeling Blaine and pulls out a small handkerchief, cleaning off Blaine’s back
and instructing Blaine to turn around so he can do the same to his sensitive
dick. Blaine leans forward to take the tip of Mr. Crawford’s penis into his
mouth and licks it deftly to clean it as well, zipping him up neatly afterwards
and getting dressed himself.
“I think twenty strikes was a bit much for passing notes, Mr. Crawford,” Blaine
says as they’re about to leave the classroom, and there’s a very satisfied
smile on his face as he talks.
“Well, I probably wouldn’t have felt the need to give you so many had you not
felt the need to make your note passing so painfully obvious,” his teacher
replies, looking equally happy with himself.
“Suppose I’m just a glutton for punishment, Sir,” Blaine quips, and Adam laughs
fondly at his student, patting him on the ass before walking out of the
classroom ahead of him.
“I’m sure I can help you with that,” he says as he walks off, leaving Blaine
smiling to himself in anticipation for next time.
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