There's a secret about the teacher's buttocks.

In the afternoon, only a few teachers remained in the administration office of Shengxue High School, Han Yuanhang being one of them. The other teachers were either busy preparing lessons or chatting together. Some were talking about how their top students had once again brought them honor by achieving first place in the grade in last week's monthly exam, while others mentioned their mischievous and unruly students who were difficult to manage, then praised the well-behaved and adorable top students in other classes with envious expressions.
Han Yuanhang, however, looked out the window at the playground. Several tall sycamore trees grew beneath the administration office, their lush summer canopies blocking the sunlight from the window, yet he could still see students playing basketball on the wide playground. A tall student received a basketball thrown by a teammate, ran quickly, jumped explosively, and sank a beautiful three-pointer.
"Feng Xuyao—Feng Xuyao—Feng Xuyao—"
A female student shouted his name frantically, her young face filled with innocent admiration, telling the story of their blossoming youth.
"Sigh, these students! I could hear them calling Feng Xuyao's name from so far away." A female teacher in her thirties finished making coffee, glanced out the window, and said with a mix of nostalgia and helplessness, "It reminds me of my high school days. I was just as innocent as them back then. I really wish I were twenty years younger!" Feng Xuyao clapped his hands with his excited companion and turned to look at the administration office. Even though it was so far away, Han Yuanhang instinctively felt that he had seen him because Feng Xuyao smiled when he looked at the administration office.
Han Yuanhang instinctively shuddered and quickly turned his face away, but he accidentally shifted his body, and a blush immediately appeared on his face. He clenched his teeth, not wanting his colleagues to notice his abnormality, but the more he restrained himself, the faster and sharper the sensation rushed through his body, almost making him groan out loud. He carefully moved away from everyone, pretending to be tired, and lowered his head, rubbing his temples with his elbows.
"Han Yuanhang, you weren't preparing lessons until midnight again last night, were you?"
Han Yuanhang forced a smile. "Yeah."
"You should take care of your health, don't push yourself so hard."
"Yeah, I know."
After chatting casually with his colleagues about some boring topics, Han Yuanhang pretended to have slept poorly and slumped onto the table. However, his feet were tightly bent inside his leather shoes, and his legs were tightly clamped together. He couldn't take it anymore. He could hear a buzzing sound and feel the intense vibrations.
He wanted to let himself go, but he couldn't. He could only bite his lower lip, but the more he tried, the less he could control himself. The distinct and rapid vibrations almost shattered his reason. His sensitive body greedily sought the pleasure brought by the vibrations. He could feel the vibrations penetrating deeper into his body because of his sitting posture.
"Ugh..." A slight sound still came from his throat. Fortunately, no one noticed. Han Yuanhang crossed his legs and uncomfortably adjusted his sitting posture. The vibrations only penetrated deeper into his intestines. That place was only touched when it was inserted too deeply, but now it was being massaged by a lifeless vibrating egg.
What to do? Han Yuanhang thought fearfully. He wanted to take out the vibrator, but he couldn't bear the consequences. If he didn't, he'd have to wear it to class all afternoon.
He was in the teacher's office; as long as he sat there, no one would notice his abnormality. But the next class was his, and he couldn't concentrate on teaching; moreover, the students would notice.
He couldn't be discovered!
Han Yuanhang clenched his fist. Suddenly, the vibrator pushed in a little more, the buzzing vibrations seeming impossible to ignore.
The bell rang, and Han Yuanhang looked up, organizing his lesson materials. He glanced out the window; his expression was reflected in the glass. Aside from a blush on his face, he adjusted his expression, putting on a perfect smile—only now did he look like a teacher.
Han Yuanhang stood up, picked up the materials he needed for class, and walked slowly towards the classroom, each step difficult, tucking his buttocks to prevent the vibrator from slipping out, carefully avoiding anyone.
Usually, he arrived at the classroom five minutes early, but today he arrived precisely on time, right as the bell rang. As soon as he stepped onto the podium, the vibrating egg inside him suddenly accelerated, causing Han Yuanhang's legs to tremble and almost give way on the spot. He gripped his documents tightly, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, his previously unpleasant expression had vanished. He calmly put down the documents, but clearly someone wasn't going to let him off the hook. The vibrating
egg was turned up another notch, and his legs, hidden behind the podium, trembled slightly, his buttocks clenching uncontrollably. His intestines contracted wave after wave, enveloping the vibrating egg, vibrating and vibrating, massaging his vaginal walls at top speed. Han Yuanhang's vision went unfocused for a moment, and he couldn't see the students below the podium. He gave a bitter smile, suddenly wondering if he could escape his cowardice if he lost control in front of the students. He could only think about it; he didn't dare to actually do it
. Although he knew the students below the podium hadn't noticed his abnormality, Han Yuanhang felt completely exposed before them, which filled him with shame, and he dared not show any discomfort.
Lubricating fluid flowed from his moist intestines. The lubricant squeezed in before inserting the vibrator had already made the entrance wet. The opening and closing of the tube prevented more lubricant from flowing out. His body, having tasted the pleasures of a man, was even more thirsty. Han Yuanhang tried hard to suppress his surging lust.
He couldn't lose his composure in front of his students, so he lectured at a slower pace than usual. His hoarse voice, coupled with his handsome face flushed red, attracted the attention of a male student. The student was playing with a keychain on his keychain. The small keychain was shaped like a cartoonish rabbit, but there were several buttons on the back.
Pressing the top button, Han Yuanhang, who was writing, immediately snapped the chalk. After a while, his hand stiffened and wrote words. It could no longer be called "writing," but rather "dragging" out words. The vibrator was vibrating wildly in his intestines. The numb intestinal walls actively squeezed the vibrator, causing it to slide slightly, like during intercourse, enticing the intestinal walls to secrete fluid.
Han Yuanhang's mouth was practically watering. His vision was blurry as he stared at the words he had written, his mind filled only with the pleasure of the vibrating egg. He imagined himself being pressed against the blackboard, his buttocks raised, being penetrated from behind by a huge penis thrusting in and out rapidly, pounding into his wet anus.
Ahh—no! He couldn't move his buttocks!
Reason told him he couldn't follow his fantasy and move his buttocks, but his body, controlled by pleasure, wanted to reach its peak.
He would ejaculate! He really would ejaculate!
Instantly, Han Yuanhang's eyes widened in fear as spurts of semen shot out.
He was completely wet, both his penis and his anus.
Han Yuanhang barely managed to stand, not daring to turn around and look at his students, and said with his back to them, "This is a self-study period." After an unknown amount of time, Han Yuanhang quietly covered his front with his textbook and walked to the front of the classroom to hide his lower body.
Han Yuanhang was in a daze throughout the class. As soon as the bell rang, he received a text message:
"Teacher, are you wet? It's my turn to clean today. I'll wait for you after school." The classroom was quiet after school. The orange-red light shone on the quiet campus, and even the podium and desks in the classroom were shrouded in a layer of faint orange-red light. As soon as Han Yuanhang pushed open the door, he saw the boy in the sunset sunlight with his legs propped up on the desk, smiling mischievously at him.

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