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Wednesday, May 23, 2018

[SS-453] School Defaulter


[SCHOOL DEFAULTER]

Mr. Wilton saw his student Scrubby standing by corridor. He was still minutes ahead from his next class so he decided to say something.

"Scrubby, why are you not wearing your uniform?" Mr. Wilton inquired.

"I... I might not be able to go back to school again, Mr. Wilton," Scrubby replied melancholically.

Mr. Wilton gasped, "why? You're one of my better students!"

The student frowned, "my parents got divorced. My dad wouldn't want to support my schooling anymore. So I'm deciding to stop for a while to work. When I've got enough savings, I'll reenroll in college."

He patted the young man's back, "well, there's nothing I can do about it. But I really wish you can regain your status so you can finish. You really need a degree to get ahead in life."

Scrubby smiled weakly, "thanks Sir Wilton. I will really do my best to get back to school. I promise that."

Six months after that scene, was the graduation of the batch where Scrubby belonged. 

Sir Wilton never heard from the dropped out student since then. He decided to pay his student a visit.

Scrubby's student file brought Sir Wilton to a poor community. When he went to the house indicated by the address, he found a shabby home. In front of it, he found Scrubby, taking a bath outside, near a manual deep well, his almost adult fit body, wet and on display.


Scrubby noticed him, "Mr. Wilton! What a surprise!" Then he dried himself and wrapped himself with a towel.

"Hey... I was wondering how you're doing, and if you can come back to school next year?" Mr. Wilton told him.

"Well... I hope so. I've been getting lots of tips in my new work," Scrubby replied.

"Oh yeah? What are you doing?" the teacher asked.

The student's face turned red, "aww uhm. I do escort services."

Mr. Wilton was taken aback, "really, you sleep with your clients?"

Scrubby frowned, "I do. That's the only way I can get enough money to support my siblings and my mother."

Mr. Wilton smiled, "hey. I don't judge you. You just have to keep your dealings down low. And also, make sure you're always protected."

"Thanks Sir... I'm free today... Maybe you want to... Uhm take my services?" Scrubby said shyly.

Mr. Wilton was flabbergasted, "I'm... I'm married..."

"Sorry... It's just that I really like you. Cause you've been so kind to me. Uhh... Hey I know you're straight... But... You can just fuck my ass. Uhm. You don't have to pay..."

The next thing the teacher knew was that he was in a hotel room. In front of him was a bed. On top of it is a glistening muscular boy in jockstraps. 

Scrubby was persistent to offer his services. Mr. Wilton resigned. Maybe he would not really be able to help since he was straight.

But seing the perfrct ass in front of him, made him hard. He wanted to fuck it.


He wore a condom. Then he laid on top of the student, "just this one time okay?"

"Okay."

Then he sliced into the ass. "Ooooh shit that was tight."

Scrubby groaned as he thrusted in and out of the hole.

"Oh gawd. Sir. You're fucking me!"  Scrubby turned his head upward to the professor.

Then they kissed.

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