#dashhunter

Hunter was still walking on cloud 9 from with date with Sebastian, but that wasn't going to stop him from shooting a film with Sam. He had been looking forward too it way too much, and had refrained from bottoming the whole time so he was sure his ass would be nice and tight still. For an added effect, Hunter fished out his old prep school uniform, and grinned when it still fit for him. He made his way to the stages, trying to find out which one was the school set up. He kept searching, checking the time every couple minutes, and cringed when he was a couple minutes late when he saw the school set up and ran onto the set. "I'm sorry I'm late."

Sam had already been in position when Hunter finally showed up on set. In fact, the camera had already been rolling. The blond had figured this was a nice way to preserve a minimal degree of authenticity in the film. "Mister Clarington." He began, breaking the silence with an authoritative voice. "Your detention was supposed to start at 4... would you please tell me what time it is, at the moment?"

Hunter noted that the cameras were already rolling, and the director gave him the little 'keep going' motion, so Hunter looked down at his feet, and too his watch. "It's..it's 4:10, Mr. Evans," he mumbled, shifting his weight from foot to foot, avoiding eye contact at all costs. "I...uh..I got lost," he shrugged, finally looking up at Sam. "I'm sorry, sir."

Sam rolled his eyes. "You mean to tell me that you don't know your way around your own school midway through the school year?" He commented, making the details up as he went. "You do know that not being punctual is very disrespectful, right Mr. Clarington?" He shook his head. "Never mind. You're serving detention because you forgot to turn in your essay on the male sexual anatomy... you'll sit here" he said pointing a random desk "and before the hour is over, you'll find a way to demonstrate your knowledge on that subject."

Hunter shrugged. "I guess I forgot my map." Hunter looked away again, and nodded. "I'm sorry, sir," he said again, and went to sit at the desk that Sam pointed at. "But that confused me. I mean...pointing to a diagram is one thing, but how do you write an essay on the male anatomy? It's too confusing to do, sir," he shut up after that though, not wanting to further upset his 'teacher.'

Sam let out an audible sigh. "With words. Words are helpful." He responded, with just a little bit of sarcasm present in his voice. "For example, you could start by describing, I don't know, the scrotum. It's appearance, function, etc." He paused, taking a few steps closer towards Hunter. "I thought that assignment would be quite easy for my male students honestly... In fact, you're the only one who didn't turn it in on time."

Hunter smirked at Sam, "I'm sorry sir. I'm not good with words though. I didn't know how to use words for something like that," he shrugged. "I work better hands on," he winked, starting to stand and walk closer to Sam. "The assignment just confused me, and I didn't know how to do it, so I didn't turn it in. Is there anything I can do to make it up though?" he whispered into Sam's ear, but loud enough for the cameras.

Sam stood in place silently, watching Hunter carefully. "Mister Clarington, if I gave an assignment, it was because you were expected to complete it." He shook his head. "I'm sure I could come up with an alternative assignment, really... but you were already disrespectful towards me by showing up late." He paused, pulling the boy's tie closer. "Why should I want to help you?" He whispered.

Hunter still had his smirk on his face, but nodded. "I know..I didn't follow the rules," he hung is head slightly, and looked back up at Sam. "An alternative assignment? Like what? If it's more writing I don't think I could do it," he shook his head, surprised when his tie was pulled. "Because I can show you just how well I can make the male anatomy feel?" He whispered back.

Sam closed the gap between the two of them. "You're an insolent little boy, Mr. Clarington. Nothing more, nothing less." He said, with a finality present in his voice. "However..." he added unexpectedly. "You do bring a good point... you can make the male anatomy feel good. Specifically mine... that would certainly demonstrate an appropriate knowledge of the material. But with the way you've been acting... I wouldn't be able to go easy on you. You need to be taught a lesson, Clarington."

Hunter swallowed, pretending to look nervous, and gave a small nod. "H..how are you going to teach me a lesson, sir?" He asked, looking up at Sam with an innocent look on his face. "Nothing t..too hard I hope?" He slowly started dragging his hand up Sam's thigh, moving closer to the crotch of his pants. "Or...will that hard thing only be you, Mr. Evans?" he smirked almost asking for a worse punishment.

Sam pushed Hunter away almost automatically before walking up to the classroom's set fake door, pretending to lock it. "Alright little boy." He said, as he sat up on his desk. "If you wanna pass this class, you'll start by taking your uniform off. Now!" Sam wasn't playing around anymore. "You seem to want this the hard way, so this is what you're gonna get."

Hunter almost fell over when Sam pushed him, not having expected it to happen. He watched as he fake locked the door, and fought back a chuckle. "By taking off my uniform? Well okay.." He undid the buttons on his blazer, talking it off, and unbuttoned his shirt, loosening his tie, but not removing it. "Tie on or off?" he asked, smirking before taking off his pants revealing that he hadn't worn underwear.

Sam tapped his foot on the floor to imply impatience. "Yes, Hunter. Take your fucking clothes off!" He said, feeling himself hardening in his pants. "Tie can stay on I guess." He replied, as though he didn't care before he forcefully grabbed the boy by the arm, pushing against the desk. "Let's start with your punishment for lateness. You were 10 minutes late... so ten nice nice spanks will do the trick." He announced with a nod. "You count them out or they don't count." He added before he lifted his hand up, slamming it a few seconds later against his partner's ass.

Hunter resisted the urge to roll his eyes at the foot tapping, and landed hard onto the desk with a small grunt. His own hardening cock was rubbing against the desk, and he had to bite back a moan. "Ten..?" he asked as if it was too much. When the first land of Sam's hand came down, he bit back a moan at the stinging he felt. "O..one.." he counted, finding it best to not push Sam's tolerance of him misbehaving. Of course, he would misbehave again sometime down the road for the fun of it.

Sam grinned. "Ten." He confirmed, with a firm voice as though nothing would change his mind. Quickly, he continued striking the boy's ass in quick succession, loving the power he had over Hunter in that very moment. "You won't be late again, now, will you?" He asked with a little smile.

Hunter groaned, but nodded. "Ten..okay.." he sighed, counting every spank that came his way. "N..never again will I be late," he shook his head as if ashamed of himself, and whimpered slightly at how much his ass stung.

Sam grabbed Hunter by the shoulders, turning him around. "Good, Mr. Clarington... I see that you've taken your punishment for lateness like a good little boy." He smiled, pressing the boy's body against the desk, knowing that would be unpleasant. "Now... let's talk about male sexual anatomy..." He said with a wink.

Hunter cried out when his body was pressed back into the desk. The stinging was almost enough to bring tears to his eyes as he tried to look at Sam in the eyes. "W..what would you like to talk about it?"

Sam shrugged. "You're the student Hunter... it's my job to see what you know..." He brought a hand up to Hunter's face and trailed his fingers against it, working his way down the male's entire body, from his neck, to his chest (with a little nipple teasing) to his penis. He turned his hand into a fist, circling it around the student's member. "Why does this feel good?" He asked as he stroked it.

Hunter knew that it wouldn't end well considering he didn't think he knew anything technical about the male anatomy. Just that his dick liked to be touched. "Mmm...b..because...of..​some nerve or something..?" he guessed, biting back a moan at the feeling of Sam's hand wrapped around him.

Sam shook his head, exasperated by the boy's answer. Truthfully, Sam didn't know or care why being wanked off felt great, but his character was another story. "Did you even study the material, mister Clarington?" He asked, as he continued to stroke him, but brought up his other hand, smacking it against Hunter's balls, creating a mix of pleasure and pain.

Hunter bites his lip, shaking his head. "Uh...n..no.. didn't, Sir," he admitted, swallowing hard and cried out again when his balls were smacked. The pain of that mixed with the pleasure of being jacked off was confusing him greatly. "C..can I make it up to you..?"

Sam continued his teasing of Hunter's dick as he spoke up. "What do you have in mind, Clarington? You're a mediocre student, it seems... it'll take a lot to convince me to give you a passing grade." He warned, smirking.

Hunter swallowed hard pretending to look nervous. "U..use me..punish me more...make me yours to control," he breathed out. "Anything you want. I'l do it. Please, Sir."

Sam stopped cold. "Make you mine?" He repeated, raising an eyebrow. "You'd let me control you? You'd surrender your body to me?" He asked, with growing lust present in his voice.

Hunter nodded, "Complete control. I will let you do anything you want, Sir. All yours to use and punish."

Sam could feel himself being more and more turned on by Hunter's words. "Well then... looks like you just became my bitch, Clarington... we're gonna have some fun." He said, after a moment. Walking back behind his desk, he pulled out a large dildo which he handed to the boy. "You know what that is, right?" He asked. "You're using it. No lube."

Hunter tried to calm himself down so that he wasn't ll the way hard yet, but it was becoming more difficult to do so. "Yes...I know what it is," he nodded, noting how huge it was. is eyes widened at the thought of no lube. "N..no lube...but...that..yes sir," he swallowed hard, lining the dildo up to his entrance.

Sam smirked. "Good. Looks like you're not a completely lost cause just yet." He said, loving the boy's reaction to being presented with the dildo. "Yes, bitch... no lube." He confirmed. "It'll be fine... you were born to be my little slut, weren't you?" He smiled, watching Hunter start to position himself. "Take it boy... show me what you're worth."

Hunter swallowed hard, nodding. "Mhmm...I just want to be your bitch that no one else can have or control," he nodded. Turning back around, he starting pushing the dildo into him, crying out from the tinging it cause in him. "F...fuck..."

Sam grinned, loving the sight in front of him. "Yes that's right." He said. "You belong to me now, boy." Sam's voice was low, possessive. "I expect to see you here every day after class for the rest of the year... if you do a good enough job, I'll give you your passing grade... hell I'll even throw in a nice letter of recommendation for you." Slowly, he placed his hands on Hunter's shoulders. "Need any help, boy?"

Hunter groaned, nodding. "Yours....yours to use and abuse," he moaned out. "E..everyday? Okay...sir.. he groaned again, working the dildo further. "Y..yeah? I'll be here everyday after class for you then," he moaned, nodding. "P..please help push it in all the way."

Sam nodded eagerly. "You'll learn to love it, bitch... you'll want my big cock in your little pussy." He said, before starting to push on the boy's shoulders, with as much force as he could muster. "Say thank you, you little whore."

Hunter moaned out, "I...I already want your cock, sir," he breathed out, crying out for the third time already as the dildo was pushed all the way into him. "T...thank you.."

Sam raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean by that, Hunter? Did you already have the hots for me? My... what a slutty little whore you are... did you dream about this? Fantasize about me touching you? Well this is only the beginning... your body is mine now. You exist only to serve me, is that clear?" He said as he watched the boy try to adjust to having a large sexual toy enter him. "Maybe I should make you go to class with a dildo shoved in you... then call you up to the board..." Slowly, he started stroking the boy again. "Do you like it when I touch you?"

Hunter moaned out again, nodding. "I...yes...fuck...I've though about this so many times about you. About your hands..and lips..and cock," he groaned. "That's clear sir. I'm only here for your pleasure so you can do with me as you please." His eyes bugged out wide about thinking about having the go to class with a dildo in him. "But..sir..they would..know.." He nodded. "I love when you touch me."

Sam let out a little laugh. "Such a horny little slut... you've wanted this forever... well that makes sense." He continued with a nod. "You were born to serve me. You exist only for my pleasure." He said, pinching Hunter's nipples. "They wouldn't know... not if you hide it well. Besides, wouldn't that excite you? To know everyone could potentially know how much of a slutty whore you really are?" He said, letting his hands explore the younger boy's body.

Hunter couldn't contain the excitement he was feeling and nodded again. "I have...I've always wanted you to control me and show me just what kind of a man you really are," he smirked, pushing back on the dildo and rocking his hips. "But...it would be so hard to hide it! I could never walk in this," he groaned, barely able to stand with it at all. "I..I would be okay with them knowing..yes, sir."

Sam smiled, leaning in and softly capturing Hunter's lips into a kiss, where he bit down on the boy's lower lip. "I'm you're superior... you do what I want when I want it... if I want you to walk with a dildo up your worthless ass, you'll do just that." He said, his words coming out slowly. "I own you, Clarington. You're my bitch." He paused. "Speaking of which... it might be time for us to become better acquainted." He said, gesturing to his crotch.

Hunter let out a soft groan as Sam kissed him, whimpering into his mouth when hit bottom lip was bitten down on. "Y...yes..sir," was all he managed to squeak out at Sam's words, can' believing how hot they were making him feel. "I'll do that, yes," he groaned again, nodding. He glanced down at Sam's crotch, and smirked. "And how should we get more acquainted?"

Sam took hold of one of Hunter's hands, guiding it towards his crotch and placing it on top of his hardening penis. "I want you to reach into my pants, play with me big cock... so you can learn what a real man's tool feels like... then you can suck it for a while. That mouth of yours was literally made to be filled with cock, it seems like." He demanded, letting out a little moan. "Before long, I'll be fucking your mouth... maybe some other parts of you too."

Hunter squeezed Sam's penis once Sam had placed his hand there, and nodded. He unbuttoned and unzipped Sam's pants, pulling out the other's cock, and stroking it. "It so big, sir," he said, kneeling down, and groaning at the dildo moving inside of him. He let his tongue smooth over the slit, and moaned, sucking at the tip of his cock, hard.

Sam let out a little moan as Hunter started working his way through his pants, taking control of it. "Yeah bitch. It's bigger than yours will ever be. This is a real man's cock. You're just a worthless whore." He said, placing his hands behind Hunter's head and guiding him forward, moaning once more as contact was established. "You sure do know how to suck a guy off."

Hunter whimpered, nodding, and taking Sam in further. He kept pushing the other in until he felt the back of Sam's cock hit his throat. He continued still, and pushed him further down into his throat, being careful not to choke or anything like that that could make Sam upset.

Sam moaned time and time again as he was engulfed by Hunter's skilled mouth. Holding the boy's head in place, he started thrusting in and out, fucking the boy's mouth as relentlessly as he possibly could, showing no mercy. "There you go slut... choke on that dick!" He exclaimed.

Hunter left his mouth open for Sam to fuck, and choked when he wasn't controlling the motions. He started moaning around Sam's cock, rolling back on his heels, and feeling the dildo push in even more causing him to moan louder.

Sam started pulling on Hunter's hair, forcing the boy to take the entirety of his length in his mouth. "That's it you worthless bitch, worship my cock with your good for nothing mouth... Oh yeah." He was definitely getting into it. Pulling back out for a moment, he smirked. "How does that dildo feel in your boypussy?" He asked. "Don't you just love it?"

Hunter was taking as much as am could give, and choked numerous times while trying to take all of Sam's cock into his mouth. He tried to catch his breath when Sam pulled out. "It's really stretching me wide," he breathed out. "But I love it. It's helping to teach me my leasson."

Sam grinned, nodding his head as he patted Hunter's head softly. "Of course you love it... I just unleashed a monster... you're my little whore." He said, smiling. "Maybe it's time I really mark you as mine, umm, what do you say?"

Hunter nodded, "Oh yes. I'm your little cock slut. Your little whore," he groaned. "Yes..yes..please mark me as yours," he begged. "I would like nothing more."

Sam grinned, walking behind Hunter once more, he slapped the boy's ass once, for good measure. "Alright bitch, I'm gonna take this out now." As soon as he had spoken the words, he pulled the dildo out, quickly, with no regards to his bitch boy's comfort. "Don't worry you're not gonna stay empty for long."

Hunter winced at the slap, and then once again at how rough the dildo was removed from his all. "Fuck," he groaned, nodding. "Please, sir. Fill me with your cock. Show what it's like to be fucked by a real man," he begged, needing something to fill him again.

Sam shook his head from side to side. "You're a desperately needy little whore you know that?" He said as he too off the shirt he had still been wearing all of this time before positioning appropriately behind his student, taking hold of the boy's tie and pulling on it hard as he inserted himself into the boy's ass, fucking him hard from the get go. "Oh yeah little boy... your boypussy's mine."

Hunter was pleased to see when Sam's shirt came off and then groaned when his tie was pulled and Sam entered him. "Fuck!" He cried out, nodding madly. "A..all yours. It's all for you. No one else gets to touch me like you do and use me for their pleasure. It's all for you, master," he moaned, pushing back onto Sam's cock.

Sam continued thrusting himself in and out of the other boy, doing so roughly, with seemingly no regard for Hunter's comfort. "Oh yeah, you little slut... think you can handle having a real man's cock in you?" He taunted, before he moaned. "Tighten that ass. Come on... do it now or I'll have to spank you some more!"

Hunter moaned loudly at how rough Sam was thrusting into him, and couln't help but thrust back to meet his hips. "Y..yeah.." he breathed out, unable to say much else. He clenched his ass around Sam's cock, not thinking that he could handle any more spanking for the time being.

Sam let out a big moan as Hunter obeyed him, loving the power he had over the other boy, yanking on his tie some more as he moved his entire length in and out of the boy. "Such a good little whore..." He encouraged, before pulling out. "Get on my desk. On your back. I wanna see your face when I use your hole."

Hunter moaned as the tie made it harder for him the breath at some points, and nodded. "Yes, sir," he breathed, moving and laying back onto the desk, legs spread open wide for him, and looking right at Sam. "Fuck...fuck me...fuck my tight hole," he groaned, feeling empty without Sam being inside of him.

Sam positioned himself appropriately, pressing a hand against Hunter's chest. "Your hole is mine, bitch." He said, before spitting in the boy's face. "I decide when to fuck it." He replied, before pausing for a few seconds. "But since you asked so nicely..." He inserted himself back into Hunter, thrusting. "You want me to cum in you? Fill you with my seed?"

Hunter was surprised when Sam spit in his face, but still moaned out, nodded. "Yes, sir. Sorry, sir," he nodded again, and cried out when Sam re-entered him. "Yes...yes..please...com​e in me..fill me with your seed. G..god..I want it," he groaned, thrusting against Sam's length, taking it deeper into him as far as he could.

Sam grinned at Hunter's display of obedience. "Good little boy." He said, reaching out and passing a hand through the boy's hair. "Such a night pussy you have..." He moaned, picking up some speed. "I'm gonna ram my big cock inside your cunt... I'll do this every day... this is your life now!" His breathing was slowly picking up, it was clear he wouldn't last much longer.

Hunter moaned at Sam's words, not believing how hot and hard they were making him. "Mmm...I..I'm glad you like it, sir," he nodded, thrusting back, hips arching off of the desk. "F..fuck...yes...use me every day however you want. Whenever," he nodded, feeling like his was getting closer to him own orgasm, unsure if he'd be able to hold himself back.

Sam continued to dirty talk, his words being interrupted with various moans as he did. "Oh you can... be sure I'll use you, boy... I own you... I... fucking own... you!" Just as he finished his sentence, he started cumming, unleashing a big load of sperm deep within Hunter. He stood there, motionless for a moment as his body shook with pleasure. "Shoot your load!" He ordered. "Come on... you've got 10 seconds or I'm locking you up in chastity!"

Hunter could stop moaning, head tilted back as he listened to Sam's words. "F..uck..yes," he groaned at the thought, pushing back onto Sam as hard as he could. "I..I'm yours. I belong to you and no one else," he nodded, feeling Sam's seed spilling into him. Nodding, and not wanting to be locked into the chastity, Hunter shoot his load all over himself and Sam. "Shit.."

Sam loved seeing the other boy so vulnerable right now. "Good boy." He whispered, slowly pulling out of him and replacing the dildo in, acting as a buttplug. "There... now my load will stay in you until tomorrow Mr. Clarrington." He said, cupping the boy's face affectionately. "That's quite a load you shot there..." He said, glancing down at Hunter's chest, collecting the semen with his fingers. "You better lick that up..."

Hunter: "Until...t..tomorrow?" he asked, wide eyed. He had never had to keep a dildo in him for that long and wasn't sure how that would make him feel. "You.. you want me to be able to feel you all day tomorrow? Sit in class an be able o remember what you did to me?" he smirked. Hunter nodded, and darted out his tongue to lap up the come that was on Sam's fingers.

Sam nodded his head quickly. "That's exactly right... you're smarter than I thought, Hunter..." He said, calmly. "I want you to get used to the feeling of my load in you. I want you to realize you exist only for my pleasure." He said, watching the boy clean his fingers before going in for a kiss, capturing Hunter's lips against his own. "Alright bitch, get those clothes back on... I'll see you tomorrow after class."

Hunter bit down on his bottom lip, and nodded. "Thank you, sir," he met Sam's eyes and then looked away. "Yes...sir.. I'll get used to always being filled by you," he tried not to smirk too too much at the thought. He kissed Sam back with a small nod, and gathering up his clothes to put them back on. "I..I won't be late for you. I'll be here."

Sam smiled, gathering up his own clothes, leaving his eyes fixed on the big dildo stuck in Hunter's body as he quickly redressed. "Good boy... there might be hope for you yet." He declared, happily as the director called out the end of the scene. "Hunt?" He spoke up again, walking towards the other boy. "Do you need help taking that out?"

Hunter gave a final small nod, and sighed in relieve when they were called to cut. "Oh thank god," he laughed. "Uhm...yeah, I might. It's shoved pretty far up there," he smirked at Sam, taking his pants off to get cleaned up more from the mess he knew was in him pants at the moment.

Sam nodded, walking over to the other boy, resting a hand on his shoulder. "Alright... I'm sorry if that was too much..." He admitted before kneeling down and carefully, slowly, taking off the toy. "There. I think we loosened your hole quite a bit there, buddy."

Hunter shrugged, "It was fine. And insanely hot," he winked. "I may not be able to walk for a little while, but it was okay," he winced slightly as the toy came back out, and he felt Sam's come spilling down his leg. "Damn Evans," he laughed. "Oh yeah. I think I'm nice and loose now," he nodded with a smirk.

Sam grinned. "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself man, I know I sure did." He said, casually. "And I'm sure an experienced porn star like you will recuperate in no time." He said, softly. "Well... I've had fun today... so thank you for that." He said before pulling the boy in for a brief hug.

Hunter chuckled, nodding. "I enjoyed that quite a lot," he grinned. "Yeah, I'll be sore tomorrow, but other than that, I'll be good as new afterwards," he smiled, and hugged Sam back. "Sure babe. Anytime, okay? I like shooting with you a lot."

Sam pulled back from the other boy. "Same here, really. You're an amazing sub." He said, flashing a grin towards the other boy. "Well, I better go get cleaned up, but we should totally hang out later!" He declared, smiling. "See you around, man?"

Hunter nodded, "Yup! Totally. I'll see you around, and gosh, I need to shower," he laughed, shaking his head, and carefully pulled him pants back up, still messy.