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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Percy_Jackson_and_the_Olympians_-_Rick_Riordan, Percy_Jackson_and_the
      Olympians_&_Related_Fandoms_-_All_Media_Types, The_Heroes_of_Olympus_-
      Rick_Riordan
  Relationship:
      Nico_di_Angelo/Percy_Jackson, Jason_Grace/Reyna_Avila_Ramírez-Arellano
  Character:
      Nico_di_Angelo, Percy_Jackson, Leo_Valdez, Jason_Grace, Reyna_Avila
      Ramírez-Arellano, Hazel_Levesque
  Additional Tags:
      Smut, Teacher!Percy, Student!Nico, Alternate_Universe_-_High_School,
      Alternate_Universe_-_No_Powers, Underage_like_seriously_don't_like_don't
      read, First_Time
  Series:
      Part 1 of Private_Lessons
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-01-28 Words: 5090
****** Private Lesson ******
by Fede_Green
Summary
     Nico di Angelo is a teenage young boy. And he has a massive crush on
     his history teacher, Percy Jackson. Things do not get easier for him
     when he fails his exam.
Notes
     Hellooooooooo everybody! Just a couple of warnings.
     First of all, English IS NOT my first language. It might be crap.
     Like, surely. So you've been warned (please please please tell me if
     something isn't working, I have to improve my English writing!).
     Second of all, there is a high age difference. Percy is like thirty
     years old and Nico is sixteen. If this triggers you, please don't
     read!
     Hope you like it!
See the end of the work for more notes
It was an early Thursday morning in Colebrook, a small town in the state of
Connecticut. It had just dawned, letting the sun filter through the pale
curtains of Nico di Angelo's bedroom. The boy's sleeping figure was shining
under its touch. Nico looked like what his name meant in Italian, an angel.
The hush in the room was suddenly broken by an alarm angrily ringing at the
highest volume. There was nothing angelic about Nico di Angelo anymore.
“Oh, shit! Fuck off!”
The boy grabbed his pillow and threw it against the evil object. It fell on the
ground with a crashing sound.
A few moments passed. Nico had turned around on the other side of the bed
giving his back to the closet. He was falling asleep again, sweetly and
candidly.
“Nico?!”
A voice came out from nowhere from the corridor. It was Hazel, Nico's sister,
calling him through the door.
“Wake up! I'm going to jump on you if you don't. And I'm gonna hit you. Really
bad. With a baking spatula.”
When nothing came in response to that, the girl slammed the door open. She
grinned at the sight of her brother ignoring her. She was going to have fun.
“You asked for this, little shit.”
Hazel jumped on the bed and began kicking his brother on his back. Nico cried
in pain and turned around again. A kick hit him on the chest.
“Stop this! Aho! Hazel oh my God, you're hurting me!” he screamed. Though he
was slightly chuckling. “I got it, I'm getting up, all right? All right! Aho!”
Hazel laughed triumphantly and jumped off the bed. “Don't you have a history
exam today? With Mister Super Handsome Jackson, your beloved hero?” the girl
teased him with a knowing smile.
Nico looked at her sceptically. He got up and sat on the mattress, leaning his
back on the headboard. Hazel was staring at him with a raised eyebrow and a
mischievous smile. “First of all, no. The exam was last week and he's gonna
give us the results today. Second of all, no. You stop making fun of me right
now or I'm killing you. Third of all, no. 'Mister Super Handsome Jackson' is
notwhat he's called. He's Mr. Jackson. End of the story.” he said, counting his
points on his fingers.
“Yeah, whatever he's called. The fact that you have a massive crush on him
isn't going to change.”
Hazel left the room before another pillow could fly on her face. Nico heard her
laughing her ass off in the corridor and down the stairs.
** **
Being a Junior in high school was hard for Nico. He was a scrawny and vaguely
creepy boy, with dark brown hair and brown eyes. Nico loved to wear skinny
jeans with tiny chains hanging from his belt and he had a collection – which he
was deeply proud of - of rock bands' t-shirts. He had a very few friends to
hang out with. They were the same people since Freshman year.
Leo Valdez was the soul of the group. He usually threw parties and had a few
troubles with the local cops because of that, but Nico genuinely liked him. Leo
was like fresh air after a long and tiring day at school. Reyna Arellano was
Nico's best friend, a tall and beautiful Puerto Rican girl with long black hair
and brown eyes. Her intelligence was well known by teachers and students. She
usually helped Leo getting out of those just mentioned troubles. Her boyfriend,
Jason Grace, was one of the most handsome boys Nico had ever seen. Those
electric blue eyes accompanied by a radiant smile and blond hair could have
made any boy gay almost immediately.
Because yes, Nico was gay. Unbelievably and inexorably gay. He gave up his
chances with Jason when he understood he loved Jennifer Aniston from Friends
way too much.
There were other people that hung out with the Fantastic Four sometimes, but
Nico didn't consider them as friends. Most of the times, it was the four of
them having lunch together or studying in the library. Having Jason Grace
wandering around him all the time spared him from being bullied, anyway. And
Nico was really glad for it. During middle school he had been bullied almost
every day. Some nights Nico had found himself crying on his own, wondering why
he had to be gay and weird. An unhappy pair for a twelve years old boy.
But Nico was discretely content now that he was almost seventeen. He had three
good friends, decent grades and a pretty satisfying family life.
If it just wasn't for Mr. Jackson, his history professor.
Nico couldn't have any kind of love interest in boys his age because of him.
Because of his handsomeness. What Hazel had said to him that morning was true.
He had a massive crush on him.
Perseus Jackson - this was his name and God, even his name was sexy – was a
young man, around thirty years old, single and with the most beautiful features
ever. He was tall but not too much, with black hair that was always perfectly
brushed, shiny sea-green eyes that could have killed someone by just staring at
them and a body that was oh so carved by the angels.
Nico knew that body by heart. He could have closed his eyes and described it
with highly precision. He had lost count of how many times he had touched
himself thinking about it. There just wasn't a number. Mr. Jackson's shoulders
were manly and connected to a sensual pair of long arms. Not to mention his
hands; Nico lost hours staring at them when they wrote something on the
blackboard. Every single muscle in his body flexed extraordinarily and
unleashed fantasies in Nico's imaginary world that were worth a long and
necessary cold shower. Nico sighed thinking about him. He had absolutely zero
chances to have Perseus Jackson. Also considering that it wasn't even legal. He
was sixteen years old and a high school student. And a loser.
Damn it.
The black haired boy grabbed a couple of books from his locker and closed it.
He shrugged. At least he was going to stare at his professor for the next hour
since he had history class in five minutes.
** **
“No fucking way... He gave me a D. Oh my God, oh my God,” Nico murmured to
himself with widened eyes.
In the meanwhile Mr. Jackson was giving the results of the exam to the rest of
the class, smiling fondly to everyone. Sorry you suck at history. Not my fault.
Have a cookie.
“He didn't give you the D you wanted, anyway. Am I right?” Leo was openly
laughing, his desk a few centimetres from Nico's.
“Oh my God...” Nico kept staring at his failure marked by a giant red D on top
of his exam.
“I guess this is what you actually want, don't play dumb with me,” his friend
said, winking in his direction.
Nico turned to his right to face him with a frowned expression. “You shut your
damn mouth Leo or I'm gonna-”
“Please, over there? What's going on?” asked Mr. Jackson, seeming slightly
pissed by the fact that two of his students weren't paying attention to what he
was saying.
“... Sorry, Mr. Jackson” murmured Nico. Leo just nodded in agreement.
The teacher looked a little worried. “Fine... I'm giving the right answers.
Please be careful and listen Nico, since I gave you a D, okay?”, he smiled
fondly at him. He was not the kind of teacher that got mad for nothing. He
believed in communication and respect. Nico felt guilty in exactly one second.
Leo began chuckling again when Mr. Jackson gave his back to the classroom to
write some relevant information about World War I on the blackboard. “Listen
Nico, listen. He gave you a D!”, he whispered. The Latino boy just couldn't
help but being an asshole.
Nico blushed furiously and rolled his eyes with embarrassment. He crossed his
arms and fell back against the chair, sighing loudly. He was not going to
mention the fact that Mr. Jackson was wearing his famous white shirt. The one
that perfectly fitted him and gave glimpses of his sculptured chest. It was
also slightly transparent.
How unexpected he had failed that test.
Damn it.
** **
A little crowd stormed out from the classroom at the end of the lesson. Leo and
Nico were ready to leave as well. Suddenly Mr. Jackson called them. The boys
turned around from the door.
“Ehy guys, next time I surprise you chatting during class I'm giving you extra
homeworks. All right?”, the teacher raised an eyebrow at them and smiled.
“Yes, Mr. J, we're sorry about that. Nico was dramatically upset because of his
D...” Leo smiled back and glanced at Nico. He was trying really hard not to
laugh.
Nico winced and killed his friend with a deep stare.
“Oh, I see. If I have to be honest I was upset too... Nico, you were doing
really fine since the last exam. Is everything all right?” Mr. Jackson gave him
a sincerely worried look.
Oh dear. The skinny boy was going to faint. This man was so sweet and kind and
amazing. Please take me on your desk, please! He blushed once more that
day. “Uhm... yes, it's fine. I just had problems studying the last three
chapters. I'm... I'm fine, anyway” Nico answered, stuttering a little.
Mr. Jackson smiled and nodded at the same time. He opened his mouth to say
something, then frowned in a thoughtful way. “You know what? Are you maybe
interested in a few private lessons? I have some free time this semester. You
could come to my office a couple of times. I could help you go through those
chapters. What do you think?”
His teacher's genuine altruism gave Nico goosebumps.
Leo, who was now a few feet behind his friend, held his breath and licked his
lips. He shifted his gaze from his teacher to Nico. Oh man, he wanted to laugh
so bad.
“... Y-yeah, why not. Thank you. I mean... thank you.” Nico's face had the same
colour of tomato sauce on a good pizza.
“Great then! Is tomorrow afternoon a good moment for you? After school, at 3
pm? In my office”, asked Mr. Jackson happily.
“Okay... Uhm. Your office. Okay.” Nico looked at Leo behind his back, who was
ready to say something about the line of 'yes, there is me too'.
“Have a... good lunch, Mr. J.” Mr. Jackson smiled at the Latino and nodded.
The boys left the room.
Double damn it.
** **
Nico wasn't hungry. Indeed, he wanted to throw up. There was absolutely no way
he wasn't going to die from anxiety. Because oh my God, Mr. Jackson.
His potatoes were staring at him from the dish. Sinner. You filthy sinner.
“I can assure you it isn't history what his private lessons are going to be
about. Sure as shit”, Leo laughed out loud and a few people turned around to
look at him from their tables. The Latino boy's laugh was contagious.
“Can you please stop saying such stupid things?”, Jason exclaimed with a
concerned look. “Mr. Jackson is a very professional person. He surely isn't
going to risk his whole career to fuck a young teenage boy on his desk.” Jason
gave Leo a pensive look. “I mean. It's so uncomfortable. Hasn't he a couch in
his office?”
They burst out laughing at the same moment.
“Boys, please. Seriously”, Reyna had an eyebrow raised, contemplating her
boyfriend and friend's foolishness.
“Thanks...”, Nico murmured, playing with his fork.
“Oh c'mon, Rey! You didn't see him! He was shining with hope to take Neeks'
pants off”, said Leo knowingly.
“He wasn't! Oh my God, he's thirty years old! I'm, like, half his age! You're
inventing things to make me mad.” Nico frowned a little. A part of him was
craving for Leo's words to be true.
Jason grinned and wrapped Nico's shoulders with an arm. “No matter what you're
gonna do tomorrow, don't be late for Leo's birthday party”, he smiled.
“Yaay guys! Seventeen! I'm gonna be so drunk, you have no idea” Leo raised his
fist to the air triumphantly, figuring his moment of glory in his mind. He
usually ended up vomiting in the driveway.
He dreamy smiled.
Reyna rolled her eyes with exasperation. “Guess who's going to hide your car
keys tomorrow night?”
The four friends laughed together.
** **
The morning after Hazel didn't have to wake her brother up. Nico hadn't slept
at all. He was so nervous that when the alarm went off, it scared the shit out
of him. He got up and ate nothing for breakfast. He almost forgot his history
book.
Oh my God, Mr. Jackson.
** **
“Will Nico still be a virgin tonight for my birthday? Who knows my dears, who
knows”, Leo said in the parking lot, ready to go with Reyna and Jason buying
alcohol with his fresh new fake ID card.
Jason grinned and opened his car. Reyna approached him to take the front seat
and sighed. “Stop teasing him. He's not going to have sex with our history
teacher. And this is the last time I'm saying it”, she pointed her index finger
at Leo with a serious look.
“Oh man, I guess the girl is right... Hold on, do you have condoms?” asked Leo
to Nico, who was shaking from anxiety. The skinny boy almost fainted. “Safe
sex, my boy!”
“Of course he does. I gave him a couple. I hope they'll be enough”, Jason said
teasingly. He winked at Nico with a knowing smile.
Leo laughed loudly and opened the back door of Jason's car. “You're such a
supportive friend! Aren't you? Bye mate, see you tonight! Bring alcohol!”. He
entered the car and closed the door.
“See you Neeks, good afternoon...” Jason winked at him again and took his seat,
followed by Reyna. She gave Nico an exasperated look.
The three friends left the parking lot in Jason's car. They left him alone with
his fate. Nico turned around and took a deep breath.
Just a history lesson. You can do it.
He walked to the building again.
** **
Mr. Jackson's office was on second floor, Room B. Nico didn't have to look on
the teachers' offices board. He already knew.
He stared at the door handle for a few moments. “I have to knock. C'mon, knock.
Nico di Angelo, knock on the damn door” he murmured to himself.
Then he did. He knocked on the damn door.
After just some seconds, a voice shouted from inside the room. “Come in!”
Nico opened the door quietly to find Mr. Jackson working at his desk, typing on
the keyboard of his laptop. He stopped looking at the screen to smile at him
fondly. “Good afternoon Nico! Please take a seat and close the door”, he kept
smiling.
“Good afternoon... o-okay”, the boy closed the door quickly and sat on a chair
positioned right in front of his teacher.
Mr. Jackson got up, grabbed his chair and dragged it next to his. Nico was
freaking out. Was he going to sit next to him? Since Mr. Jackson sat down, yes,
fucking yes, he was.
The boy pulled his book out from his backpack and put it on the desk with his
notebook and a pencil. Mr. Jackson waited calmly until Nico was ready to begin
with the lesson. He winked at him and Nico almost fell from the chair. “Don't
worry. I know it's a bit stressing taking private lessons from your actual
teacher, but I promise I'm not the devil! It's going to be fine”, he smiled
again.
Nico nodded and briefly smiled back at him. His look fell on Mr. Jackson's neck
and where it disappeared in his partly unbuttoned shirt. Where the hell was his
tie? He couldn't handle the sexiness anymore. For a little moment he imagined
himself ripping that shirt off and straddle his lap on the damn chair.
Nico coughed to push that fantasy away.
In vain.
Damn it.
** **
An hour and a few minutes later, Mr. Jackson was explaining why the armistice
between the Allies and Germany in 1918 had been so important for the European
geopolitics. “And you should really keep this in mind since, I assume, you're
Italian. Or at least have Italian origins”, the teacher smiled at Nico. He was
pretty happy about the fact that the boy understood everything he had exposed
to him almost immediately.
On the other hand, Nico's situation hadn't improved as much in the last hour as
Mr. Jackson was thinking. He was fighting against the weirdest boner he had
ever had in his life. And it started to hurt. The passion that Mr. Jackson put
in his words, the ardour which he explained causes and consequences of that war
with... it was just too much for Nico to handle. He had also noticed that the
teacher's voice tone had lowered a lot if compared to the way he almost shouted
in class. It was the warmest sound ever and it felt like a soft touch on his
whole body. Nico swallowed hard.
“Yes, I'm Italian... I mean, I was two years old when my family moved to the
States. So... I guess, yes” said the boy, trying to look casual - and failing
miserably.
Mr. Jackson looked at him for a few moments while he smiled. “Can you speak
fluent Italian then? Sorry, I'm curious” he said, giving him the briefest and
hottest laugh.
“Certo* Mr. Jackson... I do, my father talks to me in Italian all the time.
We're the only two ones in the family anyway. My younger sister doesn't know a
single word. Not to mention my step-mother”, Nico found himself sincerely
entertaining that conversation and smiled awkwardly. Maybe it was the fact that
Mr. Jackson was genuinely interested in him as a person and not as a student.
“Oh please, you can call me Percy if it's just the two us. It's way too
embarrassing just the way it is, isn't it?” Mr. Jackson – Percy, gosh – blushed
a little at his words and grinned.
Nico was puzzled, but just slightly. In fact, the other man did not notice.
That had been a bit weird. He had to admit it. “O-okay... I mean, it's
difficult to go from Mr. Jackson to Percy, but I'll try” Nico said, shrugging.
Percy nodded slowly and looked at him for a while. “Good... great”, the teacher
shook his head as if to get rid of an intrusive thought and laughed for his
gesture. “Sorry, long day. I'm a bit tired. You'd fancy a little break and a
cookie?” Percy smiled at him and got up. He walked around the desk and reached
for the drawer. He opened it and pulled out a opened cookies' package. “This is
my personal... supply”, he put it on the table.
Nico had stared at him like a cold fish for the whole time. He was sweating.
Sweating in places he couldn't think was possible.
Mr. Jackson came back to sit next to him and took a cookie. He ate it and
smiled. “Oh my God”, he moaned quietly and closed his eyes. “I love cookies,
don't you? Please have one! Help yourself” he added, once he had opened his
eyes again.
That was it. Nico was done. He had heard his history teacher moaning. Was that
the sound he did when he had sex? Or jerked off? Did he even jerk off? Oh no,
Nico couldn't afford to think about it now. His erection was literally pulsing
in his pants and he was really glad there was the desk hiding it. He cleared
his throat in a pathetic attempt to recollect his dignity. “I'm not very
hungry, sorry... I'm fine”, he smiled briefly. Someone kill me. Please.
Mr. Jackson only chuckled. Some crumbs were falling on his perfectly shaved
chin.
“You have... crumbs. On your face, Mr. Jackson” Nico blushed furiously, looking
at his teacher's lips and imagining kissing – devouring – them.
“Oh! Do have I?”, he quickly cleaned himself with a hand. “Please, it's Percy”
he smiled for the millionth time that day.
The sleeve of his shirt pulled back a little in the gesture and Nico stared at
his wrist for way too long time. He swallowed hard again. He wanted those arms
wrapped around him, those hands doing filthy things to his ass, and those lips
kissing him everywhere on his body.God, he wanted his dick thrusting hard
inside of him.
Nico's hormones were clearly throwing a rave.
“What's wrong? Nico, are you feeling all right?” Mr. Jackson leaned forward and
put a hand on Nico's thigh, a worried look on his face. The boy was slightly
panting.
Nico felt that hand on his thigh before it even was there. And that was when he
understood he was giving up self control. He looked up at his teacher right in
the eyes. He had never felt more lustful than in that moment.
The boy grabbed Percy's shirt to pull him closer and furiously attached their
lips together. He felt Mr. Jackson gasping in surprise, and he closed his eyes.
The teacher's hand was still on Nico's thigh.
Without any permission, Nico parted his lips with his tongue and pushed it
inside of Percy's mouth, who was not responding to the kiss. He began doing
filthy things inside of it, sucking his tongue sinfully. Nico broke the kiss
just in order to get up and straddle Mr. Jackson on the chair. He supported
himself on his shoulders and then his neck when he began kissing him again.
Percy's breath was reduced to short heavy puffs between the wet kisses. He was
still struggling against his morality, but couldn't avoid getting hard in his
pants in a couple of minutes.
The making out session kept going for a while. Nico was slightly grinding his
crotch against Percy's, making him moan. When the teacher finally remembered he
had hands, he grabbed Nico's ass and pulled him closer. Nico moaned loudly in
Mr. Jackson's mouth because of it, and started kissing his neck and collarbone.
In the meanwhile, he began unbuttoning Percy's shirt without any grace. Nico's
hands were shaking from the lust and desire.
“Nico... Nico what- we can't do this... Oh shit, please, stop it”, the words
exiting Percy's mouth were opposite to was his body was saying. His erection
was hurting in his pants, and damn,the fact that Nico was so young was turning
him on so much. He closed his eyes and put his hands on Nico's back.
Nico grinned and fell on his knees. He spread his teacher's legs to position
himself between his thighs and began undoing his belt. He unbuttoned his pants.
The noise of the zip coming down echoed in the room. Nico grabbed the fabric
and pulled down. Percy helped in him by raising his hips slightly. The boy
pulled down his boxers in a few seconds, too.
“Oh no, no... I'm gonna get fired. Oh my God, oh m- shit” Mr. Jackson's hands
immediately flew to Nico's head between his legs. The boy had swallowed his
whole length in one move. He began sucking, provoking wet noises to keep
company to Percy's loud moans. The teacher was guiding him in his movements and
began rocking his hips up and down sinuously.
Mr. Jackson groaned a little louder when Nico sucked all the way up his dick
slowly. When his mouth left the tip of Percy's cock it made a filthy noise. The
boy got up on his feet and unbuttoned his skinny jeans, letting his teacher
look at him for the whole time with pure desire. The man was panting in a
delicious way and, when Nico got rid of his pants and boxers, he moaned and
closed his eyes. He swallowed hard and threw his head back against the chair.
Fired.
Nico sat on his lap again, straddling him. He licked his own index and middle
fingers of his right hand and rested the other on Percy's shoulder, who was
grabbing his hips possessively. Mr. Jackson followed Nico's hand with his eyes
and watched it as it disappeared behind his back and through the cheeks of his
ass. Nico closed his eyes and leaned his head on Percy's shoulder, fingering
himself with hurry. Realization immediately hit him. He was going to get fucked
by Mister Super Handsome Jackson. He was going to make his virginity disappear.
God, how much he had wanted it.
Mr. Jackson was panting seriously hard against his neck. He was caressing the
boy's back with a hand and jerking himself off with the other. They moaned at
the same time.
Oh, shit. Condoms. Jason had not been serious about giving him some. He didn't
have any with him. Not that he had planned every day to have wild sex with his
history teacher. Nico decided not to care at all. He was being inconsiderate,
he knew that, but he also trusted Percy that much.
The boy moaned another time when he hit his own prostate. Mr. Jackson's
movements grew more frantic and needy. He was masturbating himself hard and
watching Nico's arm sensually moving up and down behind his back almost made
him come. 
“Nico... I want to fuck you right now. Please, please, on my desk”, the silence
was broken by Percy's shaky words. Nico moaned in response.
Percy wrapped his arms around his student's waist and raised him to sit him on
his desk. Nico gasped when the cold surface hit his ass. The boy immediately
encircled his neck with his arms and leaned his head on the teacher's chest. He
closed his eyes and began heavily panting from anxiety and anticipation. Nico
felt Percy's dick throbbing against his entrance and squinted his eyes even
more.
The man's cock began sliding inside of him kindly. Percy seemed to have noticed
this was Nico's first time, or it simply was his habit to be so careful. The
boy's breath quickened until it was reduced to short puffs. Percy groaned
loudly when he finally pushed inside his hole completely. He was grabbing
Nico's hips with intense possessiveness. “You're so damn tight, this won't last
much. Ah, ah yes, oh my God”, Percy whispered to his ear and made the boy moan.
“Move... a-ah, move please”, Nico moaned again, throwing his head back. Mr.
Jackson obeyed and began slowly pulling out. He couldn't help but crying in
pleasure.
Nico on the other hand was feeling a deep pain. It was weird because it also
felt insanely good. He could come untouched just by seeing Percy enjoying
fucking him with so much ardour. In fact, in a couple of minutes, his pace had
quickened and his groans were breaking the silence of the room. The boy
wondered if someone could have heard them.
“Nico, Nico... Nico”, Percy was repeating into his student's ear, accompanying
every word with a thrust. The younger opened his eyes to take a look down and
moaned even louder when he saw Mr. Jackson's dick completely wet and
rhythmically disappearing inside his ass. The boy grabbed his teacher's opened
white shirt. It was swinging with their movements.
Nico could tell by the way Percy was frantically moving that he was about to
come. His hands were travelling everywhere on his back and hips, inner thighs
and ass; he just couldn't keep them to himself. The man pulled him closer by
his legs and Nico's dick began stroking against his teacher's abs.
And that was it. Nico gave up. His orgasm hit him so hard by surprise that he
literally screamed. His grip around Percy's shirt tightened so much that the
man felt pulled closer. The boy's cum was all over Mr. Jackson's chest, white
and hot, and his hole was pulsing around his dick. Percy began thrusting
insanely hard, repeatedly provoking a loud noise of flesh against flesh.
“Yes, yes, I'm about to cum... ah, I'm close”, the man moaned against Nico's
lips. The student cupped his face with his hands and kissed him fiercely.
Percy completely lost it. He groaned inside Nico's mouth and came hard. The boy
felt his hot seed inside of him and almost came again. Mr. Jackson's pace
slowly lowered until he was still. He leaned his head against Nico's shoulder
and closed his eyes. When he pulled out, hot cum was around the tip of his
cock.
“You can't... tell anyone, Nico. This is serious. Please, please, promise
you're not-”
“I promise,” Percy's desperate words were interrupted by Nico.
The teacher raised his head to look at him in the eyes. Eyes that were filled
with tears. The boy understood that Percy was scared as fuck to lose his job,
his reputation; even of being arrested. Because, damn, was that even legal?
Nico didn't know.
“You have no idea how much I've wanted this...”, Percy murmured almost to
himself.
Nico smiled. Oh, he had.
Mr. Jackson let go of him and they both got fully dressed again. Percy kept
smiling at him while he buttoned his shirt again. “You ruined it. Are you aware
of that? I have to throw my favourite shirt away”, he winked at him.
Nico openly laughed. “Ops...”
He wasn't sorry. Not even a bit.
** **
Reyna's pure shock was clearly visible on her face.
“You didn't. Tell me this is not true.”
Nico smiled and briefly gave a look behind his back to where Leo had collapsed
a few minutes ago on the couch. The party had gone insanely bad and someone
from the neighbourhood had called the police. The house was now empty, except
for the four of them. Jason was somewhere in the kitchen, looking for food.
Leo... well, Leo was not going to remember a thing from his seventeenth
birthday.
“You can't tell anyone. Not even Jay or Leo. I'll do it when I feel safe about
it. Okay?”, he begged.
“Fucking hell, Nico.”
“I know.”
“Fucking hell.”
“Yeah, please, hold the drama” Nico was grinning. He couldn't help it. He was
madly happy.
“Woah... Just. Okay. What about now? What are you going to do?”, Reyna asked to
her friend.
Nico thought about it. He mischievously grinned again. “Well, I've got another
private lesson on Monday...”
Reyna rolled her eyes.
Boys.
FINE 1st part
* Certo = Of course.
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