[Siren Classic ManLove: Erotic Romance, Contemporary, Alternative, BDSM, MM, HFN]
Nick Erickson is a twenty-two-year-old college student with a major crush on his mid-thirties history professor, Matt Harris. Matt has a reputation for flirting with his students, so when he invites Nick to his office for an after-hours meeting, Nick is hesitant to accept.
Soon, however, Nick finds himself the latest object of Matt’s carnal desires, and not long thereafter, Matt ties Nick in his dungeon and subjects him to all kinds of naughty bondage games and hot gay sex. The more Matt and Nick play, though, the more Nick falls for his beloved professor.
What Nick doesn’t realize, however, is that Matt’s insatiable desire for bondage sex with multiple partners stems from his own dark past. Yet Matt starts to see that Nick is different from his many other conquests. If Nick is to convince Matt that he really is one of a kind, though, Matt must not allow his own wounds to keep him from the relationship of his dreams.
Dr. Harris would never go for someone like him. The school was filled with lots of hot guys. And a sexy man like Dr. Harris would surely have his pick of any of the gay ones. He would only have to ask for a cell number and he’d have them in his bedroom in no time.
“How old are you, Nick?”
“Old enough to know better.”
Dr. Harris stepped forward and positioned himself on the other side of Nick, now pressing him with his massive hands into the wall behind him. Nick looked up at him with what he perceived must surely be his own innocent eyes, but he didn’t protest. He would simply allow the professor to do whatever he so desired. He supposed he was still lost in his fantasy. But what was Dr. Harris doing? This behavior was unusual for a teaching professional, even by the standards of Dr. Harris’s own flirtatious reputation.
Dr. Harris held Nick by his bare shoulders, and Nick loved the skin-on-skin contact with this man, the feeling of the hot palms of his hands on his flesh. Nick lightly bit his lower lip, his eyes wide as he stared at Dr. Harris.
“I’m… sorry?” Nick said, and he really meant it. Despite Dr. Harris’s odd behavior, he wasn’t the least bit nervous. He was just enjoying a rare moment of affection with a man he had wanted to take ownership of his body for several weeks now. This interaction truly made his day that much more special.
“Well, that’s not good enough,” Dr. Harris replied, coming dangerously close to raising his voice. “This is serious business, Nick. If you’re going to finish college successfully, you have to know how to write a paper.”
“What was wrong with this one?” Nick asked, starting to find a little courage to stand up for himself. Still, the last thing he wanted at this point was for Dr. Harris to back down. He was enjoying himself far too much for that.
“For one thing, there were three misspelled words in the first paragraph. I thought your word processing program highlighted those in red.” Dr. Harris stepped back, letting go of Nick’s shoulders but never once taking his gaze from Nick’s eyes. “But then, I guess you weren’t paying attention, just like you weren’t in my class today.”
“But I was paying attention today,” Nick whined, immediately realizing how ridiculous he sounded.
Once more, Dr. Harris looked down at the bulge that was still obvious in Nick’s shorts. This time, though, he didn’t try to hide what he was doing.
“Oh, were you?” he asked, a wry grin plastered on his face.
Nick now leaned against the wall, trying as hard as he could to think of some explanation. But it would do no good to deny the obvious. He was sure Dr. Harris wouldn’t demand that he outright admit his lust for his professor, but he was also certain Dr. Harris knew exactly what was on his mind.
“We need to work on your writing skills,” Dr. Harris continued, walking back to the table, picking up the paper, and shaking it at Nick. Then he put it down again, slamming his fist on top of it. His eyes were fiery as he stared into Nick’s face. “And perhaps there are other skills you need to learn, as well.”
Nick watched with wide eyes as Dr. Harris started to unzip his pants, and he knew that in a very short time the professor would have him worshiping his hard cock. Nick was excited about the prospect of such dick worship, and he couldn’t wait to feel the sexy man’s veiny manhood inside his mouth, the precum dripping over his tongue.
Dr. Harris dropped his pants, and now Nick stared at his throbbing member. The professor knelt down and grabbed Nick’s face with both hands, forcing his gaze. He stared into Nick’s eyes and spoke through gritted teeth.
“I am not gentle when I fuck a mouth, Nick,” he growled, and his voice was breathy as he spoke.
Nick instantly knew he was in for a merciless blowjob and that Dr. Harris would show him no pity whatsoever as he plowed that orifice. But that only excited Nick all the more.
“Yes, Sir,” Nick replied, not knowing how else to respond.
“You won’t be able to say anything while I have your mouth plugged, so if it’s too much, just snap your fingers and I’ll pull out.”
Without waiting for Nick to say anything else, Dr. Harris moved his cock to Nick’s mouth, holding it there. The sweet man-scent assailed Nick’s nostrils as he lay in his tight, inescapable bondage, and he wanted nothing more than to take that cock into his mouth and worship it, perhaps like Dr. Harris had never before experienced.
Was it possible that Nick could give Dr. Harris a great enough sexual experience that he might dare to fall in love with him despite what he had said before? Nick had limited experience in the realm of sex, but from what he had seen so far, he ascertained the answer would be no. After all, men were often creatures who quickly grew bored and went on to their next conquest.
If Nick was to win the professor’s heart, it would have to be something other than his sexual skills that did it. But what could that possibly be? Maybe he was wasting his time even entertaining such thoughts.
Nick opened his mouth, and slowly Dr. Harris pressed his cock in. He shoved it all the way to the back of Nick’s throat, but Nick didn’t gag. Dr. Harris was far too skilled for that, and it was in that moment that Nick fundamentally knew that Dr. Harris had played with many of his students over the years, considering just how good he was at this.
Dr. Harris once more placed the palms of his hands onto Nick’s face, and slowly he started pumping his cock in and out, in and out of Nick’s mouth. Nick had to confess—even if only to himself—that he had given far less head than Dr. Harris had clearly received. And yet, what better way to learn anything than by actually doing it? He started by simply letting Dr. Harris fuck his mouth. Then what he next felt shocked him.
Dr. Harris lightly slapped Nick’s face, causing his heart to start racing.
“There’s no place for teeth in a blowjob, Nick,” Dr. Harris said, his voice still as low and sexy as before. “Don’t let your teeth touch my cock again.”
Of course, Nick couldn’t possibly respond to that, so he simply remained silent, doing his best to obey. He pulled his tongue back, trying to keep his teeth off of Dr. Harris’s throbbing dick. The professor continued fucking his mouth, and as he did so, Nick flexed his back muscles and even curled his toes behind him in his tight hogtie bondage.
The experience was terrifying, but it also satisfied Nick to his very core. He was thrilled to get his professor off, and he wondered if his inexperience only made him that much more appealing to the man.
Dr. Harris moved his hands from Nick’s face and leaned in, now placing them on Nick’s exposed shoulder blades. He was pumping Nick’s mouth even harder now, showing him no mercy at all. Nick, for his part, was just doing his best to keep up. His eyes were wide as Dr. Harris continued fucking his face.
“Take that cock, Nick,” he said on an exhale. His shirt was now soaked with sweat, likely from the exertion of plowing his dick over Nick’s tongue. Suddenly, though, Dr. Harris pulled out, once more placing his hands onto Nick’s face and kneeling down so his face was right in front of Nick’s.
“Use your tongue, Nick,” the professor said. “It’s the only way to give good head. Don’t tell me you’ve never done this before.”