Professor's private lesson

As a seasoned professor, having hot young studs in my class was both a perk and hindrance of the job. These undergraduates were in their sexual prime, hormones racing, bodies lean and full of energy. So although there was quite the diversity of men (and women) in the room, there was always a handful who were distractingly beautiful, and could make teaching a little harder. Thankfully, once I started teaching I would get into a zone and it was easy to focus. I was glad about this given the strict code of conduct expected in my job. It also helped that I was twice their age, and less likely to be on their radar. Although, I do think I look good, at least for my age. Through regular workouts I have remained toned, plus my slightly graying dark hair, stubble and rugged features gives me that dark and brooding daddy look which some guys on the apps always love, so thankfully I rarely am lacking any action, which also helps me to keep my focus when teaching.

This year was different, the moment I saw Brock I knew he was going to be trouble. Brock was a short handsome man with a devilish grin. He was an athlete whose muscular body showed through whatever he wore. He always walked in a little late carrying a skateboard. When he did strut into class he would always stare directly at me and give a wry grin before walking to the back of the room to find his seat. He always sat down with legs spread and stared directly at me. As the professor, I realized facing me was expected so I tried not to read too much into this,  but there was something in the way he stared that made me uneasy. What made this particularly hard to ignore was that when class was over he would always stop by to say thank you, and always making sure to make direct eye contact before he left. 

Although this behavior was not too unusual for a well bred Midwestern boys, it was the cockiness that made it less innocent. In my years as professor I became used to the athletic bros strutting in the room, thinking that people either fancied them or wanted to be them. These bros were also not adverse to outward flirting with a professor to get favour, and maybe a grade increase. Of course this behaviour only escalated when the professor was female or gay male. It was almost a challenge for them to seduce us with their charms. Although initially their attention would be seductive, you quickly saw these cock teasing games for what they were, which only added to any frustrations. So I was sure Brock was just playing me and I tried hard to ignore him as best I could. This was very hard as there was no denying that this cocky young athlete was hot as fuck and his flirtatious nature was ridiculous seductive. 

I was glad when term ended, having just given them an online exam. I was also glad to say goodbye to the daily cock tease taunts Brock had for me. So I was caught off guard when the knock at the door turned out to be Brock. He was standing there, skateboard in hand,  wry smile and hot as ever. He never came to office hours so this was a surprise. He strutted in and shut the door. We are not supposed to be in our offices alone with a student, and he knew this,  so was surprised by this,  but before I could say anything he interjected…"I just wanted to say how much I enjoyed your class" and wanted to thank you in person. I knew this was more of his bullshit, he did not come all this way just to tell me this, a sentence that could be sent just as easily in email. So I called him out and told him that I found that hard to believe, as he was always late and assignments were always half arsed, and knew he could do better. I told him that i think you're here hoping this gay professor would be seduced by his charms and increase his grades. To this he just smiled. This made me so mad, his cock teasing and boldness was just getting too much. He did nothing and just said, so you do find me hot then, as his grin grew. 

The cockiness of this boy just sent me into rage. I went in closer and stood inches to his face and with my voice tense and slightly elevated, told him that this would not work with me. But this did not phase him one bit.  I told him he was playing with fire and that he could get himself into trouble playing these games with people. He sneered and spat out "what could I do". With that I hit boiling point, and pushed him against the door. I grabbed his arm and pushed his face into the door, his back now to me, I leaned in and whispered. Do you really wanna find out you little fucker.  He then just laughed. With this, I was determined to make him feel nervous.  I took my free hand, reached down and grabbed his arse. I made sure one finger was pushing through the fabric, teasing his arsehole  and said… "nothing would give me greater pleasure than to turn your arse into my pussy, you little bitch." With this threat I heard his breathing get faster and more nervous. this brought me back to the situation in front of me and I said,  "You're lucky I love my job and won't risk getting caught teaching you a lesson."  Then something unexpected happened, with his free hand Brock reached around and locked the door. This moment took me by surprise and I realized he wanted to be taught a lesson. I knew this still could get me in trouble but with rage still boiling and now also aroused I knew I could not turn back.

I then grabbed his free hand and brought it around his back. having both arms by the wrist, I pulled him from the door and led him to my desk and pushed his head down on table and arse raised. I then leaned in, my hardening member was pushing against his crack and whispered into his ear, you ready to learn some respect you fucker. He just smiled that wry cocky smile and said nothing.  I then pulled down his pants, revealing the muscular orbs that protected his arsehole. they were so firm, round and beautiful. just as I imagined. Holding his wrist with one hand I bent my face down to get closer to that beautiful arse. I realized he could easily overpower me any time but got minimal resistance.  I extended my tongue and went in to find the boi's hole that I have been thinking about all quarter. His muscular arse offered some resistance to my advances but I was able to find my reward.  My tongue probed the ring first allowing his nerve endings to feel the sensation. Once his pussy was tingling, I then started probing the entrance with my tongue. I could hear him moan slightly with delight. I released his arms and reached around to spread those orbs apart, diving deep with my tongue. I could hear him moaning louder… I then stood up and reached around to put my fingers in his mouth to quieten him. I told it to keep it down… He proceeded to suck on my fingers. As this hungry little slut sucked, I realized he was salivating all over my fingers… I took this cue to reach around and used my lubed fingers to probe and expand his hole even more, I took pleasure at using his own saliva as lubricant.

 With his arse primed, I decided now was time to teach him the lesson he needed. I stood up and pushed his head down onto table with one hand and took my cock in the other.  I directed my cock to his eager hole, and pushed it in. Once the head was in, I stopped allowing his hole to adjust to the intrusion.  He let out a squeal, which was then followed by heavy breathing. I then pushed again, going slowly in, inch by inch, until I was ball's deep.  I stopped again and let him get used to the sensation. While I stood there I watched his cute face breathing heavily as trying to take all of his professor's cock. I leaned in again, how is this for a lesson fucker.  He looked at me and smiled again, and in an almost mocking tone said that "he really enjoyed my lessons". I wanted to laugh,  but kept my composure. Before I could dwell more on this,  I pulled my cock out and immediately rammed it back in.  Hard and fast. He let out a yelp and then cried out fuck yes sir. Realizing how much he enjoyed being taught a lesson, I then focused on all of the past cock teasing I endured and started an aggressive rhythm of pounding his arse. pulling out and ramming in, again and again. This was driving him insane with pleasure which only brought me closer. Knowing I was about to explode he said the magic words, "I want your seed inside me sir" … this pushed me over and I let out waves of semen up the boi's arse. With each spasm I pushed deeper and deeper. As i released, his body collapsed as I slowly pulled out, my cock was dripping with semen and arse sweat… Once i was completely out, he got up, turned around and went to cleaning my semi erect member with his mouth, His wry grin took on a new look with my cock in his mouth.  Once done, he got up and pulled up his pants. I now felt a wave of guilt, but he looked at me and said, let me know when you are grading my exam and maybe I can come by for some extra credit… with that he grabbed his skateboard, unlocked the door, turned around and smiled that cocky smile and said "you know if I fail this class I'll have to take it again next quarter".