When I first masturbated and had an actual orgasm, it was at the age of 13~14 or something, so I was in highschool.

I would always fantasize about a teacher, he didn't have to be good looking, but he had to give me a click. Some of them were unfit but were so bad at teaching and had a weird personality that I fantasized they would request me to sit after the course just to fuck me.

Girls also liked them, plenty of them fantasized and since it was acceptable for a girl to like a man they were some times open about it.

he's got a mustache and always wear tight jeans, daydreamed about him all the time

I remember I was failing in coding back then, so I had to take remedial with my prof alone and I couldn't help but stare at his body the entire session because he always wears fit clothes.  

I fantasize about going up to him and him saying "Finally, you got my signals".

Alas, it never happened

My gym teacher was also really hot. He always wore sweatpants that hung over his butt really nicely. Plus he had a British accent, which is a plus for me.

The lifeguard at the school pool was fucking huge – bodybuilder huge -- and when he swam laps he would do it in these tiny briefs. He'd put on trunks and a tee when he was out of the pool, doing his normal watch, but still hot. I didn't see him as much as the others, though, since he stayed at the pool and that was at the opposite end of the school from where my classes were.

There were a lot of hot guys at that school.

I was on a student exchange in Canada.

The town I was placed in was very small, I played hockey and once a week there was this "drop in" scrimmage.  So because it was a small town, everyone went to it.  Including some teachers from school.  I remember leaving the locker room after playing and the PE teacher stopped my friend and I - he wanted to talk to my friend about something.  He was late 40s maybe early 50s, used to be a muscle builder - was a champion at it at one point in his life apparently.
He was completely naked.
As he talked to my friend he used the towel to fondle his cock and balls "drying" but yea, before I realised it I had a raging boner in my pants.
I didnt understand what was going on but have fantasized about him ever since.

Especially my elementary school principal. He was this kinda obese white guy. I went to this kinda ghetto and slum gender segregated school here in Los Angeles and the kids were from the inner city.

He was kinda fluffy like John Candy and I always thought he was handsome. He doesn't teach kids anymore, but he was so nice.

If we were feeling shitty or whatever, we would just go up and hug him sometimes if he was in the playground.

If teachers sent us to his office because we were "acting bad", he wouldn't write us up or punish us or anything lol.  Because many of the teachers were bitches and needed to get laid anyways.

He was really into hip hop music too which was funny and he knew lots of street slang interestingly enough.

All the fifth grade boys went into this camping trip int he Angeles National Forest. Like I said were from the inner city and we never get to go camping or do any of this stuff.

We had to have a chaperone of a staff member in the school in each cabin that watches and sleeps with us. I was lucky enough to have the cabin  with the principle. We were getting kinda bored and unfortunately the weather was supposed to be sunny, but instead it was raining. So we can't go outside and hike and shit, so we stayed inside and the principal brought snacks and food and board games and he brought a TV and movies for us. We were watching like R rated movies and "Nutty Proffessor" and "Rush Hour" and shit lol.

I really liked him. Last time I checked he works for a car company now.

My junior high school gym teacher. He was a jerk and asshole and mean though. He was Italian and had this high top buzz cut and these bulging biceps and he had a nice ass too. He had the most perfect calves I ever seen.

He was very strict though. He wasn't all bad though. Some of the kids would bully and pick on me, and he would tell them to knock it off. I don't know whatever happened to him, but yeah I would crush on him sometimes.

Oh, and my last year of senior high school, I went to this very prestigious high school. My Political Science teacher. He was a lot younger than he looked. He was in his late 20s, like he was 28 or 29 or something and he looked twice that lol. He's gotta be in his late 30s now though lol.

But he was this short and stumpy hairy guy. He looked very identical to Kevin Pollack. He wasn't gay, but he was very LGBT friendly and whenever there were people bullying me in school, and I would be upset and crying about it, I would go to him and he would let me eat lunch in his office. He would give me rides home from school sometimes too. That was nice.

What I really liked about him was how nice he was. There were no right or wrong answers with him, and in our debates and reports and essays and stuff. Were ungraded. Because how can you grade someone for their opinion right? My best part about him was hairy chest which you can see through the top of his shirt. Also his thinning hair lol. On my high school graduation, he gave me $100 dollars which was nice.

Sadly, my senior year was his last year at the school. He supposedly got a "white house internship" and went onto being a computer programmer for them, and I lost contact with him after that.

I didn't have any crushes on any college professors. They were all homophobic assholes, and the one gay professor I had was a bitch and diva and almost got me expelled. So I dropped out of college ugh.