Christmas with my Professor

NOTICE: In Chapter 3 I have included an extract of my first online lecture, in it you will hear Tom’s voice – it gets deeper when he is flirting or is dominant. In Chapter 4 I have included a drawing of a floorplan of Tom’s office, please quickly look at this now and familiarise yourself with the layout before continuing this chapter. I will also include a picture in the comments below for this chapter (when I get chance) in reference to what you will read shortly.

Chapter 5 – The Tutorial

 16th February 2022

At the start of the semester tutors emailed all students who they are tutoring a date and time for a tutorial for the start of semester two. I have Toms class today at 2pm and he gave me and Emily two appointments just after lunch. Tutorials last around 15 minutes. I came straight from work to Uni and sat outside Tom’s office on a chair he supplied for people to wait for their tutorial appointment. The door was closed so I guess Emily was already in there for her 1:15pm and I had mine at 1:30pm. I felt slightly awkward sitting there in the hallway as people kept walking past, it is usually quite busy at this time as people were going or coming from lunch and leaving or going to seminars. The service in this part of the building was bad so I remember going from one app to the other without actually doing anything, trying to look like I was on my phone. The time went slow and Emily’s tutorial went over as it was now 1:35pm.

The door opened and Emily thanked Tom. “See you at 2”. He said to her.

I got up and walked into the room, Tom noticed, he shot himself up towards the door “Jay!” He said as he closed the door behind him.

“Is this going to be an actual tutorial?” I said in a slightly whiny tone standing in the middle of his office.

“That depends do you have anything you would like to talk about with regards to your academics?” He replied.

“Not really, you pretty much know everything and have helped me throughout, so I’m good to be honest.”

“Good, good.” Tom bit his bottom lip, grabbed my right arm and spun me around in an anti-clockwise motion, he pinned me against the wall near his desk, away from the window. My bag and jacket fell down on the floor when he had done this. All I remember was panic in my mind and shock.

“Tom, someone might walk in, what are you doing!!?”

“I locked the door” he responded I can sense from his tone he had a grin on his face, but to be honest I cannot confirm this.

He put my hands behind my back (crossed over) and held them there with his left hand, my left cheek was against the wall and I was facing the window. He didn’t need to put much pressure on my hands as I remained in that position regardless. The pressure and heat from his body turned me on along with this dominating behaviour he is displaying. I was breathing slightly heavily at this point. Today I was dressed very casually in a hoodie and jogging bottoms, he was able to easily slip it down exposing my bare ass. I can hear him unbuckle his belt, he slipped his cock out and he spat on his hand, he must have lubed up his dick with his saliva because I didn’t feel anything and then I heard him spit into it again and this time I felt him lather his saliva in between my cheeks against my hole. “Mmphh.” I squealed. Tom didn’t wait for anything, he shoved his erect 7-inch dick into my hole, it entered and I let out an “AHHH” he put his right hand against my mouth whilst he put his left arm around my waist. My hands were now against the wall. (Although I was in pain I was surprised and impressed that my asshole let his huge dick enter me so easily)

“Shhh shhh, people with hear you.”

He kept his hand against my mouth whist he thrusted but I kept moaning, he paused inside of me and I can hear him doing something, it sounding like clothing. Then he put his rolled-up tie in my mouth which was a make shift gag, I bit down on it. Tom grabbed my waist with his left arm and placed his right arm around my neck with his right hand resting on my left shoulder, he began fucking me vertically against the wall. He thrusted really hard and aggressively, breathing in each time, his balls slapped against my ass cheeks (I’m not sure why he was worried about me moaning if people could potentially hear this), it was hard, vigorous and fast. Everything about this fuck was hot to me, it was beyond my wildest dreams.

He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back slightly and then said:

“You like this, you like this huh…. Yeah, that’s right, give it to daddy!”

(Now normal me would laugh at this cheesy line, but horny me loved this so much, I have to admit it fucking drove me crazy in that moment)

At that point I came against the wall. In total Tom thrusted in me for about two to three minutes and then he tried his best to suppress his first and final groan “Euuughhhhhh” he stopped inside of me and all I felt was his warm cum shoot into my hole, it was a huge load. I clenched my hole and held it in.

Like the animal that he was, Tom rested on my shoulder for a moment breathing heavily and then retreated. We got redressed. I noticed Tom’s forehead was sweaty and his hair started to fall after he had used his fingers to run the sweat off his head and through his hair.

“Sit down for a moment.” Tom said as he buckled his belt back on, catching his breath at the same time.

He opened up his desk drawer and took out a black box, with the Versace logo upon it.

“Happy late Valentine’s Day!” He said with a smile

“Tom… I… I can’t, it’s too much.”

“Yes, you can!” He interrupted

He took the box away from my hand, opened it up and showed me a leather bracelet with a small silver three-dimensional Versace logo centred at the top. He removed it from the box, grabbed my right wrist and put it on me.

“Honestly Tom it’s too much, besides I didn’t get you anything.”

“Having you in my life is a gift enough.” He said.

I couldn’t help but feel bad but I really love this bracelet! (I’m wearing it now as I’m typing up this chapter now, I will add a photo of it in the comments section shortly).

“I’m surprised you celebrate Valentine’s Day.” I said.

“Why?”

“Well because… you don’t seem like you enjoy spending your money on commercialised holidays!” I said followed with a laugh

“I don’t mind, especially if it’s to show you my love and appreciation.”

I’m doing it again; he mentioned a word which I’m now going to overthink. He said ‘love’. What does he mean by ‘love’ – God, it kills me when people do this to me!!

“Thanks Tom, I really love it!” I say as I look at the time on the clock which reads 1:50pm “oh gosh, I better make my way to class, I’ll see you in there.”

He gave me a small kiss on the lips on my way out. (I know, I think at this point I also thought to myself what on earth am I doing with my lecturer... what is this!?)

*

In class I sat in the middle surrounded by some of my peers, I took off my hoodie and kept my t-shirt on as I felt hot from my workout with Tom earlier and I also wanted to show off my new gift. At one point I thought to myself ‘oh gosh, I wonder if I smell like sex’ buthonestly the thought of people picking up on this and suspecting it turned me on.

Tom walked in and I notice his hair is still a little damp.

One of the girls called out “you look chirpy today, Tom!”

As he began, I look his way and tease my wrist to him displaying his gift, he gives me a small smile holding back a larger one to try not to create any attention on himself. I can now feel his cum start to leak out of me into my boxers. With his damp hair and my cum filled ass no one has any idea what we have just been up to prior to class, if only they knew!