My First Year in University

Office Visit

I had one more exam to go to finish off my first year at university. I was studying hard the day before. Not “hard” but HARD. My hand was stroking my dick slowly as I had my books out, the room to myself as Adam had gone to the library. I just couldn’t concentrate at all.

My mind was completely on my professor. Professor Thomas Davis. Tom. The big ex-bodybuilder who had flirted with me all semester and had just pounded my ass twice within a week. And tomorrow was my last exam, and therefore my last day as I had to move out within 24 hours. Just when I had found a single man, I had to leave.

I was 19, almost 20. And falling for my university professor twice my age.

I ignored the age difference, and the fact that he was my professor. Technically he wasn’t MY professor anymore. Just A professor really. After just two times with him, I was already fantasizing about him. Wanting him. Needing him.

The size of him, his huge dick, the way he kissed, the way he fucked…he was the mentor I was after. I knew it. Just thinking about him made me hard, and it was nonstop it seemed. Tom was in my thoughts all the time.

My phone rang and snapped me out of my nasty thoughts. I pulled my hand out and saw the outline of my cock sticking out of my cotton pants as I answered a quick hello. When the voice on the other end started, my cock throbbed a bit more.

“Stefan?” I suddenly said frozen in spot.

“Uh yeah. Hey little buddy. How’s it going? Exams good?”

His voice sounded even sexier than before, and the image of his beefy body tangled with mine, and his quarterback Brett, flashed through my memory. “Hey! Yeah, all good. You?” It almost felt awkward, but I found myself sitting on the edge of my bed, just happy to hear from him.

“Yeah, all good. I’m done actually. Just finished my last one this morning.” There was a pause, and I caught my breath as I hesitated to talk.

“I’ve got one more tomorrow.” I said, filling in the silence.

“Oh yeah? Awesome.” There was a pause again, and I strained to listen for a moment. “You…okay?” He suddenly asked, sounding extremely sincere.

I let out the breath I was holding and gripped the phone with a grin. “Yeah. I am.”

Stefan let out a puff of air. “I had to call to apologize.”

I frowned. “For what?”

I heard him take in another amount of air and his sexy voice continued. “Well, the way you left, and how I haven’t called since.” There was another sound of air and a slight pause before he added. “That was shitty of me.”

I gave a little snort of relief and found myself smiling. Stefan was truly a good guy. “You don’t have to apologize Stefan.”

“I do.” He cleared his throat. “Because you are fuckin’ hot, and I was truly enjoying our time together. Truly.” I could feel his smile through the phone. “So I sort of wanted to explain to you what happened. Because I was a little surprised is all.”

“Oh?” I suddenly felt guilty, like I had done something wrong, but Stefan kept going before I could dwell in it.

“I had no idea about Brett, and I’ve sort of had a crush on him for a while I guess…” He trailed off with a little laughter.

“I could tell.” I added, feeling my own laughter coming out.

“Yeah I thought so. Turns out he was lusting after me, and so that night was just…I don’t know…one big surprise for us.” There was another pause before Stefan added. “We’ve been fucking like dogs ever since.” He laughed at that, and I felt a pang of jealousy, picturing those two hunky athletes going at it. If it wasn’t for Professor Tom, I’d be wishing I was in the middle of them. “So we are sort of just messing around with each other. Like, just each other.”

“I think that’s great for you guys.”  I pictured Stefan and his big body, rolling over me to get at Brett and his leaner muscled frame. I felt in the way that last time in the morning, when I woke up in the middle of them after a wild threesome sort of night. But I knew when I left just how much they were already into each other.

Stefan gave a loud laugh. “Yeah it is. It’s like I’m pounding my best bro you know? I’m lovin’ it. But I just felt like I needed to tell you…and to let you know I’d do you in a heartbeat still. You’re one sexy little motherfucker you know.”

I couldn’t help but smile at that. Knowing that this big man boy thought that way about me. “Well thanks for that big guy.” I held onto the phone tighter. “And anytime. You know that.”

We chatted for a bit longer before he let me go, and I knew I would see him again. Hopefully with Brett. Those two made an unbelievably hot couple if they went that route. But before I went back to my studying, I dialed Tom’s number.

He answered in about three rings almost breathless, but when he heard my voice, his tone immediately softened and he lowered his voice even more.

“Well how’s my boy doing? All ready for your last exam tomorrow?”

I was surprised he remembered the small details, given that he was busy with his own stuff. “Getting there. I’m just too easily distracted lately it seems.” I said rather coyly, and he picked up on it.

“Oh yeah? You thinking about your big teacher?” He sounded almost gruff, rougher than usual already. It made me give a little snicker.

“Definitely.”

“You hard just thinking about me?” His voice was smooth, silky, almost trance-like. “I love that you’re thinking about me just as much as I’m thinking about you.”

“Oh yeah?” It was my turn to tease. “You know my exam finishes at noon tomorrow.”

He snorted. “I know. I’ll be in my office waiting for you.”

I sat up straighter. “You will? I thought you weren’t coming back on campus anymore?”

Tom gave a little groan. “Mmmm. Well, knowing that you’ll be done, I wanted to be as close as possible. To make sure you ended your first year properly.”

I laid back on my bed, feeling my cock pulsing at my touch as I absent mindedly played with it again through my pants. “Do you want me to come to your office after?”

“Yes I do. I want to know how my boy did on his exam. And maybe give him a little treat.”

There were butterflies in my stomach and I had to stop myself from giggling like a girl. “Then I will be there.”

We continued talking for another twenty minutes, the whole time I stroked my dick but didn’t cum. I hung up feeling more horned up than ever, but knowing Tom would be waiting for me in his office on campus turned me into a studying fiend for the next eight hours. I packed up a few things that night, just to be somewhat ready to move out later that afternoon. I was sharing a ride home again with my friend Sandra who had a car and was also writing the same day. We were planning on leaving the following morning, which gave us time to pack after exams. But now I was meeting up with Tom.

I was able to concentrate on the exam properly, and tried not to think too hard about the hot professor waiting for me afterwards. I took my time, and watched the clock, breezing through the exam without any worries. I must have used all my sexual energy on studying the night before, as everything seemed pretty easy. So I had a little bit of a bounce to my step as I headed to the Arts building where Tom’s office was located on the fifth floor. I was feeling relieved, knowing that this last exam was finished, and finished well, and that I was going to see Tom, who was now officially, no longer my professor.

The door was closed so I knocked carefully, noting how empty the fifth floor was. I heard his deep voice say “Come in” and I tentatively opened the door and peaked into the space. Tom was sitting at the desk facing the door, a big smile on his face. He was leaning over the desk, his forearms exposed in his light blue polo which made his eyes pop.

As I stepped inside, he lifted his chin to the door. “Lock it.”

I turned to the doorknob and twisted the button into the handle to lock it and turned to him. I hadn’t been inside the office before, and it wasn’t very large. There were two chairs immediately in front of me which were positioned in front of his desk. There were bookshelves on the other walls, filled with large bound books neatly stacked. Although it was tight, it was still organized as I expected it to be after seeing Tom’s home.

“How did it go?” He asked with a smile.

I took in his face, that handsome daddy-type look, yet so fucking fit and muscled I could hardly believe he was 38. I looked at his blonde-haired arms, bulging already as he leaned on his elbows, his sexy smile looking up at me. And those eyes, golden looking in the sunlight as the midday sun hit behind him. He looked like an angel sitting there waiting for me.

“Really good actually. I think I did very well.”

“Good boy.” He put an arm down and slid a paper towards me on the desk face down. “I think you did very well on this too.”

I looked down and flipped it over, seeing the font I used on my title page. It was the paper I had delivered to his house. Just before that first time with him.

I flipped to the end page and saw the A+ sign and a 92% above some written feedback and gave him a grin. “I hope that is legit.”

Tom chuckled and leaned back, showing me that he had his cock sticking out of his jeans, fully erect. “You earned that all on your own. And this?” He pointed to his cock. “You earned this all on your own too.”

I licked my lips as I stared at the sight. All ten inches of hard thick white meat, on perfect display. He grabbed the base of his own dick and sort of waved it at me, leaving an arm on the desk and leaning back in his chair.

“You lost a few marks because you didn’t defend the deep relationship between the mentor and the student enough.” He looked down at his dick and pushed his hips forward a bit on the chair. “But I think you can work on that a bit now.”

I didn’t hesitate but moved around the tight space between his desk and the shelves and knelt down in front of him. He grinned at me, looking more gorgeous than ever as I reached up to his hand still holding his own tool. I wrapped my hand around his, feeling the base of his cock and moved my mouth over to the top of it, and hungrily swallowed it down, feeling his fingers against my chin as I took it in.

He let out a groan but left his hand holding the bottom of his cock. I worked it like a pro, moving my hand around it, feeling his fingers still gripping his own meat, while my mouth and tongue gave him a warm wet feeling. I looked up to see his head had fallen back a bit, his other hand now lifting up his shirt to expose those rippling abs. I counted 8 lines on his flat belly before my free hand slid upwards, feeling each divot until my fingers circled his nipple. Then his eyes opened and he looked down at me with that sexy grin.

“You are fucking beautiful.” He said softly, lifting his hand off his cock to pat my head. Then his other hand was on my head, and I felt so small in his grasp as he held my head in his hands. I kept sucking on his cock, trying to take as much of it as I could, wanting to take more. He got that sense and started to lift his hips a bit and push my head down, making me gag once. I came off his cock, seeing the amount of saliva I had on it and rubbed it in with my head. Tom’s hands were still on my head.

“Fuck you have a big cock.” I moaned as I watched my little hand stroke the length of it. Each time I rubbed the tip I saw Tom’s abs contract, sensing the sensitivity of his uncut dick.

“And you have such a warm mouth.” He said quietly, guiding my head back towards that monster shaft. I felt his fingers press into my skull as he moved me downward, making me take more than ever. I tried to relax my throat but choked again on it, but Tom held me still. “Take it boy.”

When I couldn’t take anymore, my hands went to his jean covered thighs and I pushed myself up, feeling his hands soften against my hair as I looked up into his eyes. Before I could catch my breath or say anything, Tom’s face came at me, leaning right over, holding my head to bring my mouth to his. His kiss took my breath away, and I relaxed into that feeling of being owned once again. And I loved it.

I groaned into him, my hands moving to his neck to wrap around as he lifted me off the ground, never letting our lips separate. I kissed him with all my soul it felt at that moment, as if we weren’t in his office on campus. As if he wasn’t my professor. As if we had been doing this for more than a week.

I shifted my legs around his waist and sat on him in his office chair. His arms slithered around me and he positioned me comfortably on him, smacking his own cock against my backside. “You want me inside you don’t you?” He whispered into my ear as his big hands groped my clothed cover body.

I just nodded, holding his smooth face in my hands as I stared into those eyes. Those eyes that pierced through the class to find me. Those eyes that stared at me as he passed me on the way out the door. Those eyes that were open now, looking at me as we made out in his office.

He stood up with me clinging to him like a koala bear and turned towards his desk and lowered me onto it. He stood up, his size filling in the office space, his cock still sticking straight out of his jeans in front of me. I grabbed it and leaned forward to suck it some more, enamored with the taste of him and wanting more before he slid into me. Tom leaned forward, letting me nurse on his cock as he pulled at my own jeans and unbuttoned them, and then lifted my long sleeve shirt up over my head.

I kept sucking on his cock as he tugged all my clothes off, including my socks and shoes, until I was sitting naked on his desk in front of him. I felt his cock pull away from my lips and I watched his big body slink downwards, his hand guiding me onto my back until he was face to face with my ass. I heard him spit and felt the warm liquid between my cheeks, his wide finger rubbing my exposed hole. He did it again, adding more before I saw him towering over me.

He had one hand around an ankle, lifting my leg upwards as his other hand guided his cock to its new home. His eyes were lowered, watching his own cock press to the opening, aiming it carefully. As the tip pushed against me, I saw his eyes close slightly, knowing how sensitive his cock was, and I felt my eyes close with his as my ass stretched open for him. I grabbed my ankle, and held onto the hand that was holding it as my other hand went to his abs.

He let go of his cock and lifted his shirt up over his head like a hockey player, exposing that magnificent torso for me to feel as he moved his hips forward. “Open up for me boy.” He said barely audible. I responded with a groan, and clutched at the fifth and sixth lines on his abs just above his groin. “Let me in.”

I let out an “Ahhhh” loudly as I arched my back and felt his other hand grab my waist to pull me towards him, spearing me onto his dick in a sudden motion. I squeezed both his hand and his stomach as I let out a shocked groan and lifted my head to look at him. My mouth was gaping open in a silent moan as his cock stuffed my ass full once again.

But the look on his face melted me. He was grinning. Staring at me. Holding my ankle and my waist still, his eyes locked on mine. “There you go.” He whispered and I felt my body relax.

He let go of my ankle but my leg remained upright on its own as he leaned his body over me to kiss me. “You are so fucking beautiful.” He said as his tongue slipped into my mouth. We kissed slowly, his cock pulsing inside me, waiting for the moment to move. I slid my hands up his back, under his shirt that was still tucked behind his neck to feel those mountainous muscles of his. And then he started to fuck me on his desk.

With every thrust I made a sound, which he started to cover with his own mouth. But soon I was still making the sounds directly into his throat as he fucked me harder and harder. He tried not to make any noise, tried not to make the desk move, tried not to let me squeal out in complete joy at the feeling of his thick 10 inches ramming into me, bringing me to new feelings and sensations. But he just felt so fucking good.

“You feel so good!” I moaned under him, his arms curling beneath my back, holding me into his body as he pumped his hips into me on his desk.

“So do you!” He whispered loudly into my ear, nuzzling my neck, licking the side of my face. “You feel so fuckin’ amazing!” He rammed me harder, making the desk move so much that he stopped for a moment and stood up with a laugh. “Ssssshhhh” He giggled, squaring off his feet and pulling me down the desk towards his body. I grabbed the sides, hearing the sounds of my skin sliding along the wood. I grabbed his strong forearms and held on as he stood upright and started to gyrate into me again, sending me over the moon with the rhythmic motions of his hips.

“Oh my God Tom.” I moaned. I stared at him as he watched me, lowering himself a bit and angling his cock upwards, hitting a new spot.

Tom let go of me and peeled his shirt off the back of his head, his pecs bouncing as he tossed it behind him on the chair and then grabbed my ankles to hold me in position as he expertly dug into me. I gripped the end of the desk and gazed back at him, lifting my ass off the desk to help him aim for that spot. And then I started to shake.

“Holy fuck!” I groaned, making him groan back at me.

“You like my big dick?” His face turned into a snarl, but fuck it was sexy. I could feel my entire body start to convulse uncontrollably as he continued the steady pumping, punching that spot inside me repeatedly. I lost my breath and the inability to speak. Sounds just kept coming out of me as he talked to me.

“That’s your prostrate right there. Feel my cock hitting that. I’m going to make you cum with just my cock.” His voice was just as stimulating as the feeling of his cock hitting my inner wall. I shivered more, feeling like a whore getting rammed deep and loving it, and looked down at my throbbing cock to be ready for the load that was about to erupt.

And erupt it did. It shot from me faster than I expected as Tom’s cock kept attacking that spot. My fingers clenched the end of the desk for support as I exploded cum straight up my naked body, hitting my chin on the first volley, and then spilling to the sides of me as I kept getting it from my professor. Tom growled with every shot of cum that erupted, more surprised by the amount and the number of spurts as he kept it up. But he didn’t stop when I was done, just let go of my legs and grabbed my waist to fuck me harder. I didn’t hold back, but let out loud moans until a giant hand clamped down over my mouth. I opened my eyes to see Tom locked in a determined dance, his face tense and serious, his eyebrows lowered and his mouth tight. He peered down at me as he rammed me harder and faster until I saw the wave wash over his face. His jaw went a bit slack, and his lips loosened. His eyebrows lifted and breathing increased.

“You want my cum baby.” He said, releasing his hand from my mouth and squeezing my cheeks together to open my mouth. Then he spit into it and kissed me hard as he dumped his load into me and I swallowed a wad of his saliva at the same time.

I was startled, yet turned on beyond belief as he did it, flinging my arms around his body and locked my feet around his naked ass as he unloaded into me as quietly as he could. His mouth was on mine, stifling the sounds we were making. I swallowed more of his spit as he continued to kiss me, moaning at the feeling of him sliding down my throat as his cum filled my guts. It was like I was getting all of his liquid in me at once. I hung on to him, not wanting to let go as he slowed down, and I knew he was spent. I had it all in me. And I didn’t want to let go.

“There you go baby.” He whispered into my ear as he relaxed his grip and his body over me. I kept hugging him, locked around him as he tried to move, making him laugh quietly. “You might have to let go.” He said as he slid me down the desk.

“I don’t want to.” I moaned into his neck.

I heard him growl a bit, and then he stood up as my hands loosened around him and he pried my legs apart. He stood there for a moment, looking down at our bodies joined and then watched his cock slide out of me. I felt that pop and let out a little groan as the feeling of him leaving me overcame me. And then gasped as I felt his tongue at my hole, slurping and kissing. I opened my eyes to see him between my legs, his eyes on me as he licked my used hole. I was in awe of this man, and what he was doing to me.

More in awe as he stood up and then kissed me again, sharing with me the taste of my own ass and his cum on his tongue. I have never been more turned on by a kiss than at that moment.

“Mmmm. Looks like you’re a dirty little boy.” He groaned at me, holding his head just apart from my face with an evil looking grin on his own. He stood up and grabbed his shirt, covering up his glorious upper body before he held out a hand and helped me off the desk. I quickly jumped down to find my clothes as I heard him pull up his jeans and then sit back down in his chair. He watched me silently as I got dressed again, that same sexy grin on his face.

When I was done and found my shoes, I hopped back up on his desk and his chair swung around to face me.

“You leaving tomorrow then?” He suddenly asked. “I know you have to be out of your room and all….”

I nodded. “Yeah. Not till the morning.”

He raised an eyebrow. “I was thinking…” he swiveled a bit in his chair, before moving it between my legs and he put his chin on my left thigh. “You can stay over at my place if you want tonight.”

I couldn’t help but smile. “Yeah?” I thought about the packing that I had to do, and how we had planned to go out – the last few people on the floor to celebrate. But they weren’t as hot as this professor. And I’d much rather be spending it with him, then drinking with friends. “I could do that. I have to pack up somethings first.”

Tom looked up at me and I leaned down to kiss him, that strong nose of his playfully rubbing against mine as he looked up at me. “And…if you want…you could stay longer….”

I sat up, my hands on his shoulders, looking down at this hunk. “Seriously?”

He nodded. “Yes. Seriously.” His light brown eyes never wavered. They just kept looking at me. “I’ll drive you home when you’re ready to go back home. IF you need to go back.”

My mind was suddenly racing. I never wanted to go back home. But I did have a job waiting for me in a few days. With Frank. My other hunky man who was waiting for me to return home.

But Tom didn’t have a wife like Frank. So what was the rush to get home?