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"Shit-shit-shit!..." Mr. Brennan cursed as he began to come as well, pulling his cock out mid-rope and pushing Joey, still coming, down to his knees and in front of the desk. A blast from Joey's cock hit Mr. Brennan on his own chest as Joey fell downward. As his knees hit, another rope of Brennan's come launched from his flexing cock and landed on Joey's cheek. A third rope hit his nose and split down the middle, landing over each green and gold eye and forcing his lids closed. Joey opened his mouth and the next six blasts went right down his throat as Mr. Brennan's knees grew weak. Placing his hands on the edge of his desk to steady himself, he looked down at Joey as one more spurt of come blonde fell from his still twitching and rock-hard phallus, landing on the tip of Joey's softening prick. Panting, Brennan let go of the desk and grabbed Joey's shoulders. Lifting him up, he planted a kiss onto Joey's come covered mouth and began to lick and suck up the mess they had made as Joey reciprocated, cleaning every inch of each other's bodies where the slightest drop of ejaculate had landed. Once finished, the new lovers got dressed in silence, taking every opportunity to grab an ass or squeeze a cock as they did so. Dressed, Mr Brennan threw some sawdust over the puddles of come on the floor and gathered his things, waiting patiently at the door for Joey, who sashayed his bruised and well-fucked ass through it as Brennan followed. "Walk me to my locker, sir?" Joey asked with a Hardcore grin. Mr. Brennan grinned back and motioned Joey to lead the way. Once there, he stood and watched as Joey opened it and pulled out his small girlish backpack, revealing a female cheerleader's outfit in the school's colors hanging in the back. As Joey closed his locker, Mr. Brennan's arm shot out and blocked it from closing. Reaching into the locker, he felt the fabric of the mini-skirt and put on an impish grin. "And just what do we have here, Joey?" He asked in mock disapproval. "I wasn't aware you were on the cheer squad." Joey's face turned beet red. "I'm not, sir." Mr. Brennan put on a theatrically shocked expression, "No? Then how did you come," He removed the cheerleading outfit and held it in front of Joey's face, a small white stain visible on the hem of the skirt, "...to possess this bit of school property?" Joey turned a deeper shade of red, but didn't answer. The truth was that the star fullback had given him the outfit for his 18th birthday, right before he and the entire offensive line had run a train on him. Mr. Brennan turned Joey's face to his own and leaned in close, "No? Well then, it looks like I have no choice but to assign you to detention for the next two weeks," he leaned in closer, the smell of come on both party of their breath, "...in the shop room." Joey's face lit up as he heard what Mr. Brennan had planned. "Yes, sir." he quipped as he spun around, ducked under the shop teachers large arm, and quickly skipped out of the school. Mr. Brennan watched him go, still holding the cheerleader outfit. Shaking himself big back to the present, he closed Joey's locker and slowly walked back to his shop class. Once there, he opened his desk drawer and placed the outfit into it. Before he closed it up, he rubbed the come stain and grinned. Tomorrow couldn't come fast enough. Best Friends Share An Accident Chelsea and Tami were best friends and had been for as long as they could remember. pussy They even lived next door to each other, which facilitated their various conspiracies against their fathers. After all, a girl who is being raised by a single father has to use various ruses to get her way. 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