Noel whimpered softly under him, but Logan didn’t move at all. He didn’t want to, but it also appeared that he wasn’t capable of it, either. For lack of a better word… he was entranced with the sight of the young student lying before him, their bodies locked. Logan could tell that his cock kept pulsing, spurting more liquid inside the boy’s ass. He didn’t even have to do anything; the knot that lodged perfectly to prevent them from pulling apart appeared to serve as a pump, squeezing every drop of cum left in him down to the last one.
Again, Noel’s skin looked so wonderful in the moonlight coming in from the window. The same shoulders that looked like burnt gold in the sun now appeared as if painted in silver. Logan licked his fangs slowly.
Fangs? Nothing surprised him anymore. He couldn’t tell when his resistance to this transformation had ended only to be replaced by acceptance. No, it was more than that. Power surged through him, while his entire attention focused on one point: the slope of Noel’s shoulder where it met the back of his neck.
“Professor Hayes,” Noel pleaded, “I am so full of you… please… please…”
Logan knew precisely what Noel wanted from him. It was the same thing he desired at the moment, and he had never desired anything else as much as this.
Saliva dripped from his mouth as he bent over Noel’s surrendered body. Logan could hear his own blood pumping in his ears, and not only his own. His enhanced sense of hearing caught everything that came from Noel: his rapid heartbeat, his soft moans and sobs, even the sound of his fingers gripping the sheets.
This boy was his. He was Logan’s bitch, a bitch in heat who needed to be knotted until any resistance became futile.
It would be so easy, Logan thought. Noel’s shoulder looked so inviting, pressing him to do it, to move forward with the instinct turned into a tight wire spool inside his gut.
“Give me your mark, Professor,” Noel sobbed, “I need it, I need it so much…”
How could he resist to such insistent whining? Logan rubbed his nose slowly along Noel’s shoulder. There, inside it, underneath the glistening sweaty skin, a taste like no other lay. Logan sank his fangs fast and hard into the young student’s flesh, making him thrash and cry out.
“I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’m cumming,” Noel chanted, sounding every bit as delirious as Logan felt.
His fangs tingles, and then the flavor hit his tongue. It was rich and earthy, and it contained the essence of everything Logan now believed to stand for life itself. His entire body trembled not from effort but from ecstasy that couldn’t be controlled.
Under him, Noel expressed his own delight through a string of expletives that sounded like the most beautiful music to Logan. The knot, the marking… the imprinting… yes, everything made sense now.
Logan collapses over Noel, trapping him underneath. He held his fangs sunken deep in the boy’s shoulder and began moving his hips again.
“Professor Hayes,” Noel moaned, “I can’t anymore… I can’t cum again… I want to…”
His protests faded into a long moan. By how the boy’s ass squeezed his knot, Logan could tell that despite whatever he believed, Noel was climaxing again.
Logan pulled Noel to one side. He held him and kissed the side of his neck, while pressing a hand against his lower belly while continuing to fuck him from behind. They moved so well like this. They were made for one another. Logan brushed his hand over Noel’s cock, spreading the cum hanging from the tip anywhere he touched. He had a vision of holding the boy like this for hours, making him spend himself over and over again, until he became crazy with pleasure.
Although Noel had seemed to resist before, all fight was now knocked out of him. He was only whimpering and sobbing, shuddering from time to time as another orgasmic wave hit him.
The sheets were soaked underneath them. Logan was slowly coming back to his senses, but it didn’t mean that he could process what was happening to them any better.
He tried to move away but realized that he couldn’t. His cock was still stuck inside Noel. The copulatory lock showed no signs of going down. They might have to stay like this for a while, and this was a danger in itself. He risked getting hard again and filling Noel with fresh after fresh dosage of jizz. This way, they might never get to do anything else but fuck, caught in a loop of pleasure and ecstasy.
Logan grunted as he tried to pull out again. He needed to stop inhaling Noel’s maddening scent if he wanted to take control over his own body and instincts. Could it be that despite of the teachings from the Stoics he had lived by until today had been for naught?
A frown etched into his forehead to the point that it became painful. He needed Noel’s help.
“Noel?” he called out in a hoarse voice that he could barely recognize as his own.
A shiver was the only response. And a moan.
He caressed the boy’s face slowly. “You will have to think of something that will help you relax. You hold me too tightly in your grip.”
“What?” Noel stammered. “I’m not doing anything.”
“I’m talking about your ass. It holds my knot inside it.”
“But,” Noel began expressing his confusion, “I’m not sure I’m doing anything.”
Logan knew he needed to be patient. After all, with everything that had happened, it was no wonder that neither of them could tell whether they had an ounce of control over anything or not.
“We are in a copulatory lock,” Logan explained. “My knot will not ease out until your ass becomes looser. As it is right now, it keeps on milking my cock and that only makes me hard again. We’d be caught in this for a long time if we don’t do anything.”
“Professor Hayes, Coach,” Noel whispered, “I have your knot inside me. You have a knot. How is that even possible?”
“I wish I knew. We might have been poisoned. It can be a virus. The explanation, for now, is out of reach. But we can do much if we let this thing govern our spirits.”
“You’re one to talk, Professor,” Noel spat angrily at him. He still shuddered from time to time, prey to the same sensual assault as Logan was. “You jumped my bones and have done nothing but fuck me since earlier tonight. I’m a mess because of you. Even now,” he sighed and then his breath hitched, “I feel the head of your cock brushing against something deep inside my ass. I’m cumming again,” he sobbed.
Logan knew he couldn’t do much to alleviate Noel’s distress, but he couldn’t just be a bystander. He grabbed Noel’s cock and began pumping it. “It’s all right,” he whispered in a voice as gentle as he could muster. “I’ll help you cum. As many times as you need.”
While his senses were returning to normal, it looked like it took Noel longer. And Logan split his attention between tending to the boy’s eager cock and his own body. If the knot belonged to him, and it got triggered by Noel’s sexy ass, Logan intended to teach it how to behave.
“Rub faster,” Noel pleaded. “Professor--”
“I’ve fucked you six ways into Sunday. I think it’s okay for you to call me by my name.”
“Logan?” Noel hesitated, even as his entire body shook and he spilled another load on the soaked sheets.
“Yes, call me Logan. Whatever this is, I’m telling you now. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to fuck you. That doesn’t mean that I won’t take responsibility. You are in my care, and I will protect you. But to do that, we need to make the copulatory lock ease up a little.”
“Copu—what?”
“Copulatory lock,” Logan said patiently. “In canines, it is what happens during mating. The male’s sexual organ engorged at the base, forming what is called a knot. It happens at the end of sexual intercourse, as it is in the male’s genetic makeup to do this so he can ensure that his sperm fecundates the female’s eggs. The offspring will be his. That is the purpose of the copulatory lock.”
“Is this what you’re doing to me? Are you breeding me with your puppies?” Noel asked, sounding too innocent to be accused of a crude joke.
“That would be ridiculous. We are both males,” Logan said.
Was it ridiculous, though? Logan had no idea, to be completely honest. Whatever was happening to them, it hadn’t happened before or there would be proof of such incidents.
“My belly feels funny. Here,” Noel said and put Logan’s hand on the lower part of his belly. “It’s full with your cum, yet still I want more. Like a whore.”
Logan continued to squeeze Noel’s cock. He kissed the boy’s shoulder slowly. “You’re not a whore. These are insane circumstances. No one can blame you of anything. If you’re looking for someone to blame, however, you can blame me. I found you so enticing that I couldn’t resist. Now that I tasted you properly, I can tell that you’re delicious everywhere.”
“I never had a cock in me before. And now it’s all I can think about. Your cock, Professor… Logan.”
“It will pass,” Logan assured him. “I will contact the authorities, and they will solve this problem.”
“No,” Noel said sharply. “I don’t want anyone to see me like this. Like a bitch.”
The proud and free-spirited Noel was still inside that whorish body.
“I will make sure that everything will be handled with the utmost consideration for the victims.”
“Victims? Are we victims?”
The fact that Noel was getting so worked up helped a lot with easing the squeeze. Logan moved slowly so the boy’s body didn’t catch on and react by squeezing again.
“It’s hard to say at this point,” he said. “We will have to be quarantined, without a doubt.”
“Are there others like me… of course there are. We are a college of bitches now.”
“No.” Logan gripped Noel’s shoulder hard. “We will get to the bottom of this, and nothing of what happened here will transpire to the outside world. I’ll make sure of it. As you know, our institution is quite wealthy. Threatening the right people will ensure the outcome we want.”
“You can’t control that,” Noel insisted. “You can’t even control your own cock, Professor,” he added in a voice filled with piss and vinegar.
At least that served the purpose Logan was after. Holding Noel still, he pulled out and his knot finally escaped the confines of that deliciously tight ass.
“Are you out?” Noel exclaimed.
“Yes. Good thing that you got mad at me. This way, I managed to get my knot out of you.”
To his surprise, Noel turned and grabbed him by the cock. The young student seemed fascinated with the sight of Logan’s knot.
“Even now, I want to take it in my mouth and suck it until I get another mouthful of jizz,” Noel said, moving his hand up and down.
“Don’t do that,” Logan growled. “Don’t you realize that the slightest stimulus from you is making me lose my head? Do you want to be knotted again?”
Noel moved his hand away reluctantly. “I can’t control it,” he whispered, turning his back to Logan. “Even now, I want you to force my head on your cock, make me take it until it’s in my throat.”
Logan cursed under his breath. Noel still didn’t understand that, if he wanted them to be free from this terrible affliction, they needed to control themselves and that included what words left their mouths.
“Come here and drink from it, then, if you’re so thirsty.” He had meant it as a joke to humiliate the boy.
But Noel turned and threw himself hungrily at Logan’s cock. His mouth was all over it, and he really did take it down his throat.
There was only this much self-control Logan had. He quickly grabbed Noel’s head and began pushing the boy down, fucking his mouth and throat again.
The sounds Noel was making were going to his head. His orgasm came fast and hard. Noel made obscene slurping sounds, sounding like an army of whore bent on proving who was better.
They were both breathing hard once Logan stopped cumming.
He was about to scold Noel, and other sounds in the house drew his attention again.
A short glance exchanged with Noel confirmed what he thought. He wasn’t imagining it. Someone in the same house as them was having sex.
And it was animalistic and feral to a degree that made Logan’s nostrils flare.
“There’s a strange smell, Logan,” Noel whispered.
“There’s another bitch,” Logan confirmed.
“No… I mean, yes, that that’s not the strange smell I can sense,” Noel said. “There is someone else.”
Logan narrowed his eyes, as his mind’s gears began to turn. He shared this old-style mansion with Professor Veyr. They were both private people, so they never happened to cross paths. The way the building had been designed also helped with keeping their affairs to each their own.
“Describe it,” Logan said in a cutting voice. He sensed danger and didn’t like it at all.
“It’s unpleasant… not by itself, but to me. Does that make any sense?” Noel wondered out loud.
“It doesn’t matter. No many things make sense ever since this morning.” Logan got to his feet. He marched over to his closet and searched for clothes. He threw a pair of pants and a t-shirt at Noel. “They might be a bit too large, but you need to get dressed.”
“Where are we going?” Noel was already on his feet and getting dressed. “I hope you don’t mind if I make a mess out of your jeans,” he said as he buttoned up. “That’s your cum, anyway.”
“Trivial details,” Logan said. “I am a man of hard facts and accurate mental constructs, but in this case, my instinct tells me that we’re close to meet our enemy.”
Noel remained silent.
“Maybe you should stay here,” Logan said.
“No,” Noel said right away. “I’m coming with you.”
Logan nodded shortly and gestured for Noel to follow. His nostrils flared again. He felt the danger. And it was close.
tbc
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