"Okay class that was all for the lesson to day. There are about 10 minutes left of class so do whatever." Mike said before a student's hand shot up in the air.

"Yes Micha?"

The student put her hand down and smiled at the teacher. "Do you have another story about your husband?" The cute burnett asked.

Mike smiled but furrowed his eyebrow. "You guys wanna hear about him?"

The students nodded before another kid, named Garett, spoke up. "Of course. You always tell a story about him and it fills the class time."

Mike chuckled along with a few kids and sat on a stool that was now in the middle of the room.

Mike thought for a second before a smile come over his face.

He began telling a story about things that had happened to him and his beloved husband.

When he finished the bell rang. "Well it was good to have you guys. I'll see you tomorrow." Mike said.

As the students left Micah came up to Mike. "Mr. Hanlon, do you think we'll ever meet your husband?"

Mike looked up and gave a small smile to her. "Maybe one day."

Turns out that day would be the next one.

Stan had gotten the bill for the house that they had bought a few years ago. He looked over the prices and noticed that the electric bill was almost $200 more than usual.

He figured it was Mike's fault because he was up almost every night trying to work on papers, and he couldn't really blame him for that.

But this really just gave him an excuse to see his husband at work. So he got in his car and drove down to the high school and went to the office.

He was greeted by the secretary and given a visitors tag. He was well known at the school and everyone loved him, his personality just beautiful.

He walked down the hall and walked into the room.

"Hey Mike, can you tell me why the electric bill is almost twice as much as it usually is?" Stan asked, arms crossed.

Mike stopped his lecture and looked at his blonde husband in complete shock. "Hey, Stan why are you here?" Mike then glanced at his class and back at Stan.

Stan was confused and looked to the class that he thought was going to be empty.

"Oh. Hello." Stan said kind of awkwardly a blush coming onto his face.

The students looked between both men and sat quietly. Then Luis raised his hand.

"Yes?" Mike asked.

"Can we ask Mr.Hanlon questions?" The question made the whole class erupt in questions.

Mike quieted them down and looked at his watch. "We have 30 minutes left and I don't mind as long as he's okay with it." Mike said, looking at Stan.

"Sure, I guess." Stan then walked over to Mike's desk and took off his jacket.

After he got comfortable in the stool he let the kids ask him questions.

"When did you and Mr. Hanlon meet?"

"10 years ago."

"Why do you like birds so much?"

"It was something that brought me comfort when I was younger."

"What is your favorite color?"

"Baby blue."

Questions after questions were thrown at the blonde and he was living for it. He liked knowing that his husband's class was so interested in him and they've never seen him before.

When the bell rang the kids got up, saying goodbye to their newly met person and teacher, and leaving the class.

When everyone was gone Mike closed the door and walked to his husband.

"Why did you come here? Not that I'm complaining of course." Mike asked, placing his hands on Stan's thighs and leaning close to his face.

"I came to tell you about the bill. I thought you had a free period at this time." Stan said, hands on Mike's shoulders.

"I have a free period on Tuesdays and Thursdays, Dove. Today is Friday." Mike said, making Stan say a realizing 'oh'.

Mike laughed at his husband and kissed his lips before moving to his desk.

"What do you have left to do?" Stan asked as he turned in his seat to look at Mike as he walked.

"I have to grade these last few papers then I can leave." Mike said, now sitting in his chair and pulling out a pen.

Stan nodded and got up before going to get his jacket from the back of Mike's chair. Before he left, he gave a final kiss to Mike and went home.

It took the teacher about 5 hours to grade the remaining 15 essays that he had assigned to the kids a few week prior.

When he got home he noticed that the rest of the house was empty and the only sound present was the faint sound of Stan in the shower.

He went into their room and put down his things before changing into sweats and a tank top.

A few minutes later Stan came out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his hips.

"Hey love, when did you get home?" Stan asked as he moved to his closet.

Mike watched intently as Stan dropped his towel and looked for clothes. Mike wasn't usually one to look so harshly at his husband, but when they haven't had sex in almost 3 months, things get hard.

Stan was confused as to why he wasn't getting and answer and went to ask again when he felt arms wrap around his naked waist.

"Not too long ago." Mike answered shortly and was sure to pull Stan's ass back so his bulge was between his cheeks.

The shorter male gasped at the sudden friction. He himself was feeling the effects of not having sex in a while.

"Mike, don't start something you're not going to finish." Stan said, knowing Mike was prone to taking naps after work.

Mike pulled Stan harder against himself before grinding his clothed cock again over Stan's hole.

"Oh Dove, I'm not planning on finishing until you have." Mike then kissed up Stan's neck and stopped at his ear.

Stan turned his body around and leaned up to kiss Mike's lips. Of course the two had kisses, but not like this in a long time.

The taller male moved his hands down so he was cupping his husband's ass. "Mikey. I swear if you get me to that bed and tap out I'm going to be pissed." Stan said.

Mike chuckled and lifted Stan up so his legs were around his waist. "I promise you that I'm too horny to stop what's about to happen." Mike said, walking over to their bed and laying Stan down on his back.

Stan pulled Mike closer to his slightly cold body began to crave warmth. Soon moving his hands to pull Mike's sweats and underwear down, saving them time.

Mike kissed Stan deeply, tongue sliding between the blonde's lips to tangle with his. The feeling making a muffled moan leave the smaller one.

Mike pulled away from his husband and grabbed the bottle of lube out of their drawer, the bottle hidden under papers and useless pens.

Stan watched as the taller man squirted the clear substance onto his three longest fingers and warmed it between them. He then moved so his hand was sliding between Stan's crack, pushing against his hole but not going in.

"Stop teasing me, please Mike." Stan gaped out, trying to roll his hips down on the fingers.

Mike listened to his husbands beautiful whines and pushed 2 fingers in the blonde's tight hole.

Stan arched his back off the bed and let out a loud moan as his lover's long, slender fingers thrusted and twisted into his unused hole.

"More, please." Stan said through a whine mixed with a moan. Mike smiled down at the moaning blonde and slipped in his third finger in alongside his other two.

After thrusting a few more times, Mike decided to pull his fingers out and spread lube over his cock.

Stan moved so Mike could put his legs over his own shoulders for a better angle. When his shorter legs were on the tan one's shoulders, he lined his cock up with the blonde's hole and pushed in.

Stan gripped onto the bedsheets as pleasure and pain went through his body. The sheets creasing and coming from between his fingers.

"Don't stop Mikey, just go please." The blonde asked shyly. Mike smiled down at his lover and began thrusting hard and fast.

Stan arched off the bed as Mike hit his prostate over and over, practically destroying it. The taller male pulled out completely and turned Stan around so that he was on his hands and knees and thrusted back in.

More moans left the bottom's spit covered lips at the new angle. He went further down on his shoulders so his face was touching the bed and his back was arched more.

"So fucking tight dove, gonna make me cum so quick." Mike growled out as he felt his stomach tighten and flutter.

"I'm so close Mikey, harder, please?" Stan whined out, mouth hanging open after.

Mike nodded and began thrusting deeper and harder into his husbands tight hole. Watching as Stan's back arched more as his release got closer. Almost ready to cum on the bed.

"I'm coming dove, oh fuck yes." Mike groaned out as he thrusted one last time into Stan. Watching as the other came as well, covering the sheets under him in his cum.

Mike carefully pulled out of Stan and went to grab some tissues that were on their stand and cleaned Stan's entrance and stomach.

"We should change the sheets. They're disgusting and wet." Stan complained as he moved so he wasn't on top of it anymore. Mike smiled at his lover and got in the bed, not bothering to clean up the mess.

He grabbed Stan's waist and pulled him into his chest. "We can clean them tomorrow. Right now," He kissed Stan's forehead, "we sleep."

The following week at school, Mike was passing out the essays that he had graded that Friday. When he finally got all the papers passed out he went back to the front and sat on his "Storytelling Stool" as the students called it.

"Any storied for us today, Mr. Hanlon?" Garett asked from the middle of the room.

Mike thought for a second a smiled widely again. "Well, I might have one about Saturday. Nothing really important happened on Friday though."