I had been a high school teacher for several years, and on many occasions I had found gym bags left in my classroom at the end of the day. I would always lock my door and move away from where anyone might see me. Then I would open the bag and hope that I would find a jockstrap or underpants from one of my male students. More than once I struck it rich. I would lock the bag in my coat closet and put the jock or the underpants in my briefcase. When I got home, I would have the most wonderful time jerking off while wearing my own’ student’s jock or underpants. God that made me hot! But, as you might expect, this caught up to me one day, and I savor the memory of that experience. The bag was Scott’s, a rather normal looking 18-year-old senior. He was rather thin and usually wore jeans and a tee shirt. Nothing out of the ordinary. There it was… a blue gym bag, and the tag on it told me it was Scott’s. I opened it up and I found a white tee shirt, sneakers, gym shorts, and size 28 Hanes briefs. All had been worn! I loved the smell that engulfed my nose. I held the tee shirt to my nose and breathed in deeply. I started to get hard immediately, so I put it back, and grabbed the underpants. I started to put them in my briefcase when there was a knock at the door. I quickly slammed the briefcase closed and zipped up the gym bag. Yes, it was Scott coming back for his gym bag. I let him in; I really had no choice. He told me he left his gym bag, and he picked it up. Suddenly, he said, “Mr. Hayes, what’s that sticking out of your briefcase?” You guessed it, in my hurry, I hadn’t gotten his underpants all the way in. The waistband was clearly showing that Hanes label. I quickly replied, “Oh, it’s just a change of clothes. I was planning to go to the gym on the way home. He said, “You wear Hanes shorts like me! Neat.” Suddenly he reached for the underpants and pulled them out. “Mr. Hayes, these look like my underpants.” He then opened his gym bag and discovered that his were missing. I know I turned beet red, and I really didn’t know what to say. Clearly I didn’t wear size 28 briefs! Scott took charge and said, “Mr. Hayes, you were stealing my underpants. Why?” What could I say? I pleaded with him, “Scottie, please don’t tell anyone. I find you very sexy and I wanted to…” “Jerk off with my underpants. Right?” “Yeah, I might as well tell you the truth. I’m sorry, Scottie.” Then he shocked me when he replied, “Don’t be. I get horny myself. As a matter of fact this has me getting a real hard on. Tell you what. Give my your underpants and you can have mine. Deal?” I didn’t’ know what to say, but without thinking I agreed. I said, “OK, I will bring you a pair tomorrow.” He shook his head. “Now. I want you to give me your underwear now.” I tried to protest, but I was in no position to bargain. I move to the corner, away from the door and took off my shoes and pants. There I stood in my white Jockey y-front briefs. And yes, I was tenting out. What could I do? I slowly pulled them down and handed them to him. His eyes focused on my uncut cock. I’m only six inches, but I was very hard. Out of the blue Scott said, “Mr. Hayes, can we jerk off together. I’m really hard and horny.” Without waiting for an answer, he unzipped his jeans and dropped his briefs. He was about the same size as me, except cut and a little thinner. He put my jockeys to his nose, so I did the same with his Hanes. What a sight that must have been. A teacher and his student both jerking off, smelling each other’s underpants. I knew I was about ready to cum, so I wrapped his Hanes around my cock. Wow, did I unload. He followed very quickly and wrapped my Jockeys around his beautiful hard on. We never touched each other. We said nothing more, and we never spoke of our jerk off session again. And yes, he did earn an “A” in my course.
