The Faculty Room

Pennies & Mael

        Mael had just woken up from a dream of him sporting a new skin tone, one that was as fair and porcelain as Michael Jackson's bleached complexion. He rubs his eyes and takes a look at his forearm. "Black," he whispers to himself, shedding a tear due to the grave disappointment he felt. His eyes begin to sting more, and he feels more tears incoming. Since he did not want to embarrass himself in front of everybody in his chemistry class, he excuses himself and scurries into the faculty room. He crawls underneath a round table in the corner and crosses his legs with his back on the wall. Small tears start to slip from his beautiful brown eyes. He had been so self conscious of his melanin, and had been dreaming and praying for it to all disappear. He is light skin, but he felt like he was too black. Having darker skin proved to him that he did not deserve to live happily. He believed that everybody in the world sees him as a black boy and he felt so disgusted with this because he so desperately wanted to be viewed like his father: Aryan, Caucasian, and most importantly, not black. "Pain..." Mael cries as he grits his teeth and squeezes his eyes shut, sniffling from the tremendous amount of pain he was feeling.
        Little did Mael know that Pennies was taking a nap on one of the couches in the faculty room. He awakens at the sounds of Mael's sobs, and gets up to investigate the noise. He surveys the room and sees Mael under a table, curled up against the corner of the wall, whimpering. Pennies lets out a sad sigh and approaches him. He gets on his knees and crawls towards him, pushing his way through the chairs. He sits next to Mael and grabs his hand and squeezes it together with both of his hands.
        "Why have you been crying?" Pennies asks.
        "It's not important. It's so fucking dumb. You'd definitely make fun of me for it." Mael replies.
        "Hey, I would never make fun of anything that makes you cry like this. I've seen you looking notably sad recently, and the reason why you are crying now must be responsible for your melancholy demeanor."
        "It's just..." More tears started to stream down Mael's face. "I've never felt so ugly. I have been getting more melanin and I look awful because of it. I hate being black. I just wish I was white and beautiful."
        Pennies couldn't believe his ears. He didn't know how to respond. He could only think of one thing. He gently grabbed the sides of Mael's face, looked at it, then kissed his soft, plump, voluptuous lips. Almost immediately, Mael's tears dried up and he pulls away from this kiss and their eyes lock. Mael felt flustered and kisses Pennies's lips back. Mael's hand reaches up Pennies's neck and into his hair, and he then softly tugs at the curls which caused a quiet moan from Pennies. The kissing was soft and slow, because going fast and hard didn't seem right. Pennies starts to move his hands over Mael's shoulders and squeezes his noodle-like arms. He had been going through a dry patch and any kind of contact was good for him, even penile contact.
        Mael's hand glides from the scalp onto the collar of the Pennies's shirt and he starts tugging on it. Eventually he got the hint and Pennies pulls off his shirt only to move his hands to Mael's and takes his off as well. Pennies couldn't help but stare at his nice, lean muscles and then takes on a dominant role, slowly pushing his shoulders onto the bed. He kisses his lips again, only to move slowly to his neck. He moves his way up and sucks on the very bottom of his ear. Mael's breath hitches slightly, but once the mouth moved down his neck, he releases a soft moan. The sweet spot had been discovered and there was no going back now. Pennies sucked on it, attempting to leave a hickey. Slight pants came from Mael's mouth. After a few minutes, he left the spot and traveled down to his pecs. He slowly sucks on his nipple and with a free hand, reached over and felt the other. He squeezed it gently enough to not hurt him, but hard enough so he could feel the pressure. Mael was excited to have this being done to him. Pennies slowly reverses his hand and his mouth to give the other nipple some love. Mael's eyes were filled with lust and were so amazed by the work being done on him. His breath was shaky and starting to hitch.
        He feels the soft lips slide down his body slowly, until they reach the top of his jeans. Pennies's brown eyes looked and met his and a smirk reaches his lips. "May I?" he asks, referring to the tight pants on the boy. He had slipped his fingers through the belt loops. He got a nod from him, but he said, "I want to hear you say it." He kissed Mael's v-line slowly.
        "Yes." It had came out skaky but it was filled with desire and need. That one word had been enough for Pennies. He started to fumble with the brown belt, but pulled it through the loops. He unbuttoned the jeans and slid them and the boxers down Mael's thighs down off his feet. His big, black, hard cock sprung up and was able to be free. Pennies looked at it and said, "Wow, that is one beautiful white cock." Mael lets out a gasp of excitement and yelps, "You think I'm white?". In which Pennies replies, "Yes, you are a fucking cracker!" He went and kissed the soft inner thighs and left hickey there, then to just above the slight hair that was there. Mael becomes desperate and whines, "Oh fuck, make me your dirty little cracker. Please daddy! Please, please, please!" He couldn't help but moan. Not wanting to taunt anymore, Pennies looks up and slightly wraps his soft lips around the tip of the cock. He slowly went further down onto it, making sure to make direct eye contact. Mael throws his head back and couldn't help the moan released from his lips. Pennies went slowly, as to tease the boy. He wanted to savor every moment he could out of it. He pops his mouth off only for a second to lick down and back up the shaft. He went right back to sucking his dick and trying his best. As a result, Mael became very squirmy. Consequently, Pennies takes him out of his mouth, and takes his hand and leads him to the couch he was taking a nap on earlier. He grabs Mael by the waist, and flips him over. While he was standing, he took off his sweatpants in one move and climbed back onto the couch. He opens a bottle of lube slowly and squeezes a bit onto three of his fingers. He rubs it onto the Mael's tight hole and inserts a finger into it. Mael was vaguely uncomfortable, but quickly got used to the idea and started pushing back onto the finger. But soon a second finger was added, inflicting more pain, but within a few minutes, it felt as if was no longer a big deal. Three was mildly okay. Mael, by the time he was all stretched out, was slamming himself onto Pennies and just couldn't wait any longer. He then heard the slight noise of a condom wrapper being opened and knew an exciting moment was about to take place. Pennies slid it on, and started rubbing the Mael's back. "Are you sure you want this, you filthy fucking cracker?"
        "Absolutely. Call me the dirty cracker I am."
        With the granted consent, Pennies pushes in slowly, only getting just past the head before Mael seemed to be in tremendous pain. He stops moving and rubbed his shoulders as a means to try and soothe the boy. After a few minutes, Mael said, "You can keep going, just go slow."
        "Of course." He slid in all the way, waited a moment, then pulled back out. Slight moans were made from Mael, a mixture of agony and lust. After a few more movements however, both boys filled the room with sounds of pleasure. Pennies didn't want this to be another three minute fuck of his, so he made every move slow enough to make the night last. "Fuck, you're such a tight, filthy cracker!" He was amazed by the sweat he could see on Mael's back. It was one of the most basic sights, but it seemed to be everything. Even though his eyes were squeezed shut most of the time, Mael pulled off from Pennies's dick, and moved himself onto his back so he could see Pennies's face. He propped his legs up onto his lover's shoulders, and Pennies quickly pushed back in. The slow thrusts were making both of the guys crazy. Mael's cock soon met the sweaty palm of Pennies as he started to lightly stroke it in tune with his rhythm. He swiped his thumb over the tip and swirled the pre-cum around the dick. Moans had turned to pants and pleads for more air into their lungs. Neither boy could seem to handle it. Mael tilted his head back and refused to close his eyes and made direct contact with Pennies's brown eyes as cummies splashed onto his stomach. "Mael, you're such a fucking cracker." Pennies keeps thrusting to work him down from his eye. He pulls out slowly and takes the condom off slowly while Mael maneuvers himself to get better access to the cock that was once inside of him. He puts a dash of lube from the bottle onto his hands and spreads it onto Pennies. His hands move swiftly over the dick, twisting and turning around it, trying to cover every area. He made sure to flick his wrists over the head. Soon however, Pennies was moaning more than ever and was spraying his load all over the Mael's face. Mael was happy to see this and licked a small amount off from around his lips. He stands up, walks into the faculty bathroom and wets some paper towels. He cleans his face and his abdomen. He then brings it out to Pennies. After each boy was wiped clean, Mael gives Pennies a peck on the lips and says, "Thank you for realizing I am a true white male. I will forever be your dirty, fucking cracker, daddy!" He giggles and then happily skips back to his chemistry class.