Wrong Number •Mashton•

2. Math Teacher

At school Michael couldn't stop thinking about the guy he was talking to yesterday. Just by the thought of him being called daddy turn him on.

It satisfied him good.

He wanted to know who he was, what's his name, how old he is, everything, even the size of his dick.

Michael was a top but he would change if the guy was built with muscle that can choke him. That is if they were both into kinky choking.

Soon Michael was going through his contacts and clicking on the name that said 'Daddy'.

Michael: hey babe ;)

Daddy: Kid, aren't you supposed to be in school right now?

Michael: I don't like being called kid, I like baby boy or daddy instead. It depends on the mood.

Michael: And don't worry, it's okay if I'm late, teacher won't mind

Daddy: I'm in class so stop texting me

Michael: How are you in class, didn't you say you were older ?¿

Daddy: I'm serious

Michael: well then stop answering me

Daddy: Go to class or you'll be late

Michael: is daddy going to punish me is I'm late?

He didn't get an answer back which was okay because he made it to class by that time he sent his last text. He was already ten minutes late but didn't care because it was math, surprisingly his best subject.

The only thing Michael studies is his math teacher, Mr. Irwin, he's a hit babe.

"Mr. Clifford care to explain why you were late?"

Michael shrugged, "No. But care to explain how you got so fit?" Michael is always flirting with Mr. Irwin. Unlike others, he wasn't really shy to point out if someone's beautiful, or damn fucking sexy.

"Please Michael, have a sit."

"Of course, only for my favorite teacher." Mr. Irwin sigh and continue teaching the class.

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When lunch came around, Michael once again texted the stranger he been talking to for less than twenty-four hours.

Michael: how old are you?

Daddy: 24

Michael: so your 5 years older than me, I'm 19

Daddy: Congrats, you can do the math

Michael: for your information I'm actually quite good at math :c

Daddy: Proof or you're lying

Michael: you're the first person (beside my mom) to think I'm lying about my grade, but shockingly I have A+ (98) :D

Daddy: Heyyy, everybody has to be the first in something, and schockingly I'm a math teacher

Michael: you want to be my first ?? ;)))))

Daddy: Something tells me I wouldn't be the first one

Michael: isn't sex like math?

Daddy: I'm going to regret asking this..

Daddy: What do you mean?

Michael: you add the bed, subtract the clothes, divide the legs, and pray you don't multiply

Daddy: Um...

Michael: since you're a math teacher, could you help me solve my problem, Inwouldnt normally ask but it's a big one ;)

Daddy: Time for class, bye