The Full Ride (MM)


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Does the idea of a naïve young buck who can’t stop himself turn you on? Or would you rather experience life as a bottom who is every top’s fantasy? Through unquenchable lust or uncontrollable need, the stories in this collection feature bottom boys who live to please and wouldn’t have it any other way.

In The Full Ride, Gavin Atlas, bestselling author of The Boy Can’t Help It, offers another dose of porn stars, college boys, acrobats, and athletes taken body and soul by tycoons, cops, naughty professors, and other dominant men who won’t take no for an answer.

Journey through stories featuring humor, affection, and devotion, and venture deep into the psychology of sexual mischief. Enjoy the dazed confusion of youthful studs offering themselves up to powerful tops in The Full Ride.

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It seemed all my teachers gave me extra attention, but Professor Landon was the next to let me know I was to give up my ass to him. I loved pleasing the huge and hairy instructor. While I admired the lean frame of Professor Archer, seeing Professor Landon's big belly made me just as horny. Still, as much as I wanted him inside me, he spent a lot more time tutoring me than fucking me. The day I found out I wasn't invited home, he'd sat me down in his office and told me we had to have a talk.

"Gosh, it's bad news, isn't it? I've already had some." I explained what my father had decided.

"Oh, Nicholas," he said in a soothing voice. "I'm so sorry. You know, of course, you can spend the holidays with me."

As Professor Landon put his arm around my shoulder, my mood lightened. My professors were so nice. Perhaps I wouldn't be lonely after all.

"But ... you said there's something you need to talk about?"

"I never want to give up on a student, Nicholas, and I know from the amount of time I'm spending with you that you're trying your best. However, I can't give you a grade higher than you're earning. And so far, you're getting a C. If you want to drop for the sake of your GPA, I'd understand."

I sighed. "Am I dumber than other Bardache Scholars? Am I a disappointment to you?"

Professor Landon's eyes softened, and he rubbed my stomach through my cotton T-shirt. "No, buddy, you please me in every way you can, and I've seen you try your hardest. It's not fair to you to have to take a class you'd never dream of signing up for simply because I'm a Bardache mentor."

"I don't want to lose you as a teacher! I promise I'm doing better in math than before. Maybe I need to give you more than I have been since you have to spend so much time tutoring me." I stood up to strip. Mr. Kelly had told me to make my ass as accessible as possible, so now I always wore dorm shorts that could be tugged off with one pull and no underwear. Bare-assed, I leaned over Professor Landon's desk and arched my rump.

Professor Landon chuckled softly and caressed my rear. "You were the right choice for this scholarship. I've never met such a horny little bottom."

"Yes, sir. I'm here to serve."

He pulled my shorts back up. "I tell you what. You're doing plenty to justify your scholarship, but if you want extra credit, you can earn some tonight." He wrote down an address and patted my butt. "Come by my house, and we'll try to satisfy your bottomless need to bottom. For now, keep your pants on and solve these equations."

A few hours later a cab dropped me off at Professor Landon's house, and when he let me in, I did a double take. He was dressed in full leather gear.

"Strip off your clothes, handsome, and leave them in the foyer." I was nude in moments and he led me upstairs to his bedroom. "I have good news. You will be getting to see a friend from home at Christmas. Mr. Laszlo will stay with us over the break."

My mood soared. "You arranged that for me?" Whoa, I saw his bedroom. It was lit by scores of candles. I shivered with pleasure when I saw ropes attached to each bedpost.

"I was told this was your number one fantasy."

"It is, sir."

"Lie down, Nicholas," Professor Landon commanded. I did and then lifted my legs. He tied them so my ankles were suspended in mid-air. Oh, God, I was helpless to stop him from fucking me.

He lubed me up and then entered me roughly. I tried to welcome him inside by arching up to meet his thrust, but with my legs tied, the control was all his.

I was startled by a knock on his bedroom door.

"Come in!" Professor Landon yelled. Mr. Kelly and Professor Archer walked in, naked. Behind them were Dr. Bellamy and Professor Vargas! Oh my God! I was going to get gangbanged! I was lightheaded with ecstatic need.

"I hope this will make up for what your parents pulled," Professor Landon said.

"Tonight you'll show us how worthy you are of the full ride Fenton University is giving you," Mr. Kelly said as Professor Landon pulled out of my ass to let Professor Vargas have a turn.

As usual, Mr. Kelly managed to make me feel shame mixed with pleasure. He'd never let me forget I got into college because I gave him my hole. Thank the universe for that.

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