A/N: I wrote this piece of nonsense for no real reason other than I was bored. It's short and bland, but I had some fun writing it so here it is.

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"Hey, Mr. Wright!"

Mr. Wright snapped his head up at the sound of one of his student's voices, a greeting on the tip of his tongue. It was after-school and during the hour where extra-curricular activities occurred, so he wasn't too surprised at being interrupted.

What he was surprised about was seeing two giggling students on either side of the door, peering in while a third was bent over, his pants and underwear pulled down to his thighs.

For the longest moment he just sat there, his eyes wide and his grading pen dropped uselessly to his desk. In all his years of teaching, he'd never been mooned before. He didn't know what to think of it.

Except.

He looks like freshly squeezed milk.

"Haha!" the kid taunted, wriggling his butt cheeks before straightening up and shooting a wink at his teacher with a dark brown eye. Right, he should have known.

"Lewis, what the hell-"

But Lewis didn't stay to hear the rest of his question. He and his buddies took off at the speed of lightning, and for a second Mr. Wright thought he had imagined the entire thing. Until he looked down at his lap, and at how his slacks were inappropriately tented. He frowned down at it.

Great.

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"Holy shit that was insane!"

Lewis just snickered at his friend. "If insanity equals fun, then yeah, it totally was!"

Having just made a clean getaway, the trio were hiding in an empty classroom, hoping to catch their breath. They thought for sure that their teacher would come after them, yelling threats about detention, but the man had hardly budged. It was weird but hey, who was complaining?

"We should totally do it again tomorrow."

Jay shot him a look, his chest heaving from their sprint, "Don't you think you scarred him enough for one lifetime?"

"Nahhh… he's a teacher. 'S not like it's the first time he's been mooned before."

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The next day found Mr. Wright walking around his classroom, checking between student's desks to make sure they hadn't left any valuables behind.

"Mr. Wright!"

He froze. Lewis again.

"Yes?" he asked cautiously, not bothering to turn around.

"Look, I found this… rabbit!"

He looked.

Just as he suspected his student was once again mooning him, though this time he had his hands on his cheeks, separating them to reveal his tight asshole.

"Neener, neener!" Lewis laughed and just like before, ran off before Mr. Wright could properly react.

When he took up teaching at the high school, he thought he'd be around mature students.

Guess not.

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"We should stop…"

Lewis whipped his head about in surprise, his hands fumbling with his zipper. "Stop? What for?"

Again, Jay had been the one to speak up, that same exact look of uncertainty plastered to his face, "You caught him by surprise enough times where he's gonna catch on. I mean, he's not gonna stay a frozen statue forever, y'know."

"P'shaw! Even if he did snap out of it, we're too fast for 'em." But now his other friend was looking concerned. It raised a sneer to his lips. Wussies. "Fine, you two don't have to come. I'm only gonna do it one more time anyway."

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Mr Wright was ready for the little hooligan this time.

He stood in the shadow behind the door at around the time Lewis had came to visit him, and right on cue, he could hear sneakers squeaking out in the hallway. This was it. He was finally going to put a stop to this disgusting behavior once and for all. No more Mr. Nice Teacher.

Lewis stopped right outside the doorway, his breathing faint. Mr. Wright figured he was peeking in to see where he was and what he was doing, but when the kid didn't immediately spot him he made an annoyed sound in the back of his throat.

"Where the…?"

He stepped inside.

Bingo.

Mr. Wright slammed the door closed behind the teen, catching him totally off guard. The resulting scream was hilarious.

"AHHHOHMYGOD!"

"Got you now, creep!" he laughed, snatching Lewis by the arms. "Your mooning days are over!"

"Shit, no, I'm sorry!" Lewis pleaded as his teacher rough handled him towards his large desk, where he had set out a clear space with the intention to teach his student a lesson. "I won't do it again!"

"Oh I know you won't, because I'm gonna put a stop to it. Put your hands on the desk. Now."

Lewis did as told, shaking a bit in fear. "I'm sorry," he repeated, voice no longer cocky but insecure.

But it was too late for apologies. Way too late.

"Be quiet," he admonished, reaching around the teen to fiddle with his pants.

"Wh-what are you doing?"

"Oh, modest now, are we?" He didn't have any desire to do anything other than expose him and spank his milky ass until it was a ripe red, but as soon as he pulled down Lewis' pants and boxers, his groin tingled in that familiar, heated way. His lips pursed. It wasn't even an attractive posterior. "If only you had it when you showed up at my door three times."

"I didn't mean anything by it, honest! It was just a gag!"

"Mhm." He was soooo going to enjoy this. "Hold still." Mr. Wright could have easily walked around the desk to grab his ruler, but where was the fun in that? Instead, he rested his bodyweight on the teen, making sure that his erection pressed against his naked skin.

As expected, Lewis immediately froze.

"You've been a real bad boy, y'know. Why do you do these things?" Once the ruler was in hand, Mr. Wright reluctantly backed away. Lewis didn't answer. "Well?"

"I… I don't kn-know…"

"Course you do," he lightly chided, "don't lie to me."

"I d-don't-

SMACK

"Ow! Shit!"

Mr. Wright smirked as he shook out his stinging hand. "That one was for lying." Gently, he pressed the side of the ruler to his pink bottom. "Do it again, and I'll use this."

Lewis stiffened, "I just do it for fun!"

"Ah. See? Was that so hard to answer? You get a reward for that." He gave the right cheek a caress. It was warm and fleshy, soft and smooth. The teen didn't say anything. "So. Why were you mooning me?"

"I, um…"

He pressed the ruler harder against his skin.

"I thought it'd be funny!"

SMACK

"Mr. Wright!"

The teacher fought to hold back a groan at the way Lewis screamed his name. "Funny? How was it funny? No-one wants to see your rear-end."

"Pl-please… I won't… do it again… promise."

"You better not be lying."

"I'm not… I'm not."

"Okay," he replied simply, setting the ruler down. The teen relaxed, only to stiffen as Mr. Wright grabbed his ass with both hands and began squeezing. He couldn't help it. It was so plushy.

"Can… can I go now?" Lewis asked in a small voice.

Though he was loathe to let him go, Mr. Wright respected his request and allowed him to pull up his pants. "Remember," he told him as he scuttled away, "the next time I catch you disrespecting authority you'll get more than a mere paddling."

"Yes, sir…"

Once he was alone, the teacher retreated to his desk, sat down, and pulled himself free from his clothes. With nothing more than a fresh memory, he set to work.

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In the bathroom down the hall, a certain teenager was doing the same.

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A/N: See, what I tell ya? Happy ending at least :p