"Can you give me a ride home today," Matt asked, trying to focus on looking at Mr. Martin's big face, but his eyes kept straying to the hair that poked up over Mr. Martin's collar.
"Sure," came the speedy reply. "Come back at 4 and we'll go," Mr. Martin said with a smile.
. . .
Matt hung around the library after school, running out the clock. He tried to concentrate on homework, but all he could think about was having his way with the beefy Mr. Martin. Finally it was time to go, so Matt passed through the deserted hallway to his locker and prepared his things.
Things were going his way, but being attractive an popular was one thing... convincing a middle-aged straight hunk to have sex with you was quite another.
Matt realized that the only way he could be sure things would work out was to risk another wish. It needed to be broad enough to cover Mr. Martin and everyone else. After some thought, Matt's fingers squeezed the wand and he said, "I wish I would become as attractive as needed to get the people I want to have sex with to do it." Immediately, the wand squeezed him back, exacting some size as its price. Matt boldly zipped up his bag and headed to Mr. Martin's room, popping a boner with visions of having his second man in as many days.
Matt immediately noticed the increased warmness from Mr. Martin. The teacher was more friendly, and seemed more interested in what Matt had to say. As they boarded Mr. Martin's SUV, Matt turned the conversation towards "liking" someone, and they quickly agreed that they liked each other. Then Matt began to ratchet up the conversation with innuendo, and the banter took a more sexual turn. Before they had driven a mile away from the school, Matt thought it was time to take a plunge. "Let's go back to my place and we can give each other those blowjobs," Matt said. Mr. Martin laughed, so Matt added after a moment's pause, "No, I'm serious," and put his hand on Mr. Martin's leg for emphasis.
Mr. Martin grew tense and exhaled a long breath. "Matt, I was just playing with you," he said. "I'm not going to do have sex with you."
Matt felt like he had been splashed with cold water. This wasn't supposed to happen! "W- Why?" he stammered, trying to recover and wondering when that damn wand was going to do its part.
"There are a lot of reasons, I guess," Mr. Martin began, looking away. "For one thing, I'm your teacher. Then there is the commitment I made when I got married." Mr. Martin took Matt's smaller hand in his paw and gently moved it off his leg. "And I am just not attracted to guys," he added.