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Two Easy A’s

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Tempted by the Hot Exchange Student

Dominated by the Dungeon Master

About Nathan Prince

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Excerpt

Two Easy A’s

By

Nathan Prince

Smithson looked on in disbelief; this was all beginning to feel like he was in some sort of a dream – an incredibly vivid and highly erotic dream, but a dream nonetheless. Whilst he’d often fantasized about Dan – he was only human, after all – he’d never once thought he’d be stark naked in his lab and sucking on his friend’s cock for his entertainment. And even in his wildest fantasies about his student, he’d never imagined his cock to be so damn huge!

And all he wanted right then and there was to have Dan’s monster dick buried to its hilt in his ass.

Instead, and practicing incredible self-restraint, the professor stayed put in his chair and stroked his cock over the thin material of his pants as he watched the two young students suck and slurp and lick at each others’ dicks.

It was Dan’s turn to pull away, reluctantly pulling his mouth off of Craig’s delicious dick and slipping his own cock out of Craig’s mouth to glide it downwards towards the smooth, hairless plateau of his friend’s chest. Craig guided Dan’s broad, long cock onto one of his taut, jutting nipples.

Oh yeah, fuck my nipples, Craig groaned, fuck them hard, Danny.

Dan thrust his hips, grinding his dick roughly into Craig’s nipple, fucking his friend’s slick skin with long, hard thrusts, his balls banging against the cute little dip at the bottom of Craig’s throat. Whilst he slid his cock – slick from Craig’s throat – all over those perky, hard nipples, Dan massaged his friend’s cock with one hand, supporting himself with the other, his own chest grinding against Craig’s firm, tan thigh.

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Two Easy A’s

By

Nathan Prince

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Dan Bailey was failing biology again, the very thought of which sent shivers along Professor Neil Smithson’s spine; for it meant that he would have to speak with the young man one on one again, and there was just something about how he brazenly and openly flirted with him that stirred things inside the professor that he knew all too well were strictly taboo.

Sure, Dan was twenty years of age, and neither he nor his professor were silly little kids (at forty-five, the professor considered himself way beyond that stage of life), but the professor had heard the rumors about campus that Dan was a little more than just a flirt – he was the ultimate good-time-boy who was more than happy to use his smooth good looks and tight, hot body to get just what he wanted. And it was that thought that most intrigued Smithson, and made him long to find out more.

Dan was sitting at the front bench in lab, as per usual. He wore a lime green T that stretched taught across his broad, muscular chest and which had the sleeves cut off to best show off his bulging biceps – the hot student clearly spent too much time at the college gym than its library! And, although Dan’s lower half was hidden beneath the wooden work bench, Professor Smithson knew that he would be wearing his usual denim shorts – the ones that were cut off so short that the pockets hung out of the front and the bottom curve of his butt cheek hung out of the back whenever he bent over, and the professor couldn’t help but ponder upon what lay between those magnificently toned legs, and if the rumors of it being nine and a half inches long were true or pure campus exaggeration.

That’s all for today, the professor informed his class. "If you could all have the essay on asexual reproduction finished and in to me by Monday, please, he said as the students packed up their bags and made ready to leave the lab. Oh, and Dan, Smithson added just as his most intriguing student was bending over to retrieve a pen he’d dropped on the floor - giving the professor an inadvertent eyeful of the perfectly rounded shape of his tight buns. If you wouldn’t mind staying behind for a minute or two, please," he asked, hoping that the student not noticed him as he’d unashamedly ogled his butt.

Of course not, Professor Smithson, Dan smiled as he straightened up and pulled the shorts out from where they’d ridden up his butt crack. He smoothed a hand through his close-cropped black hair and puffed out his chest, his perfectly defined pectorals straining against the flimsy material of his T- shirt, the faintest hint of soft nipples showing through. Anything for you, he added with a wink and a lascivious lick of his full, plump lips. Dan reached for his cell phone as he spoke and began tapping away at the touch-screen, no doubt keen to catch up on everything he’d missed on social media during the hour and a half he’d been in biology lab. 

Professor Smithson swallowed hard and blushed a tad; the thought of being alone with Dan at the end of the academic day brought with it a mixed feeling of trepidation and excitement - he really did have the most intensely arousing effect upon him.

The students filed out of the lab and in a minute or two, it was just the professor and the impossibly attractive student in the room.

We need to talk, the professor said.

Really? There was such a naughty twinkle in Dan’s eyes. He walked around to the front of his bench and leaned against it with his hips thrust out towards his professor and his shirt rode up just enough to give the professor a glimpse of the soft, dark downy hair that decorated the soft, sensual skin of his belly.

Err, yes, Smithson stammered, doing his very best not to eye-fuck his student – and most certainly not to stare at where the guy’s shorts fit snugly into the bulging V of his crotch. It’s about your grade.

Oh, Dan said with a disappointed sigh. He straightened up and heaved himself up to sit on the bench and his bare, almost hairless legs were tantalizingly at eye-height with the seated professor.

I’m afraid that unless you can pull it around to above seventy before the end if this semester, I’ll have no other choice but to fail you. He gave Dan his sad face, whilst his eyes merrily traced their way up along his legs from bulging calves to firm, toned thighs.

I’m sorry, Dan said, batting his eyes at his professor, I promise I’ll try harder, but I do struggle with biology.

Smithson gave the student a half-smile. There was no doubting that he was actually smart enough to ace his class, but he knew for a fact that Dan spent far too much time partying with his best friend and not enough time hitting the books. And Smithson had heard plenty of stories about Dan’s friend, Craig - certainly enough to know that he was most definitely a party boy who made no attempt to hide it, and that he was a particularly bad influence; and because of that, Dan was on target to fail pretty much all of his courses at the college. If you need any extra tutoring – Smithson heard himself saying and instantly he regretted it; more time alone with the mouth-wateringly handsome Dan? Not such a good idea, he thought to himself, although now it was too late.

That would be wonderful, thank you, Dan said, brightening up a little. He leaned forward over his crossed legs, his shirt falling forward to give the professor a glimpse of twin, erect nipples. "I would really appreciate that, Professor Smithson," he ran his tongue over his lips; wetting them to make them glisten in the harsh fluorescent lighting.

We could start next week, Smithson said. Are there any subjects that you would like to focus on?

Well, Dan purred, leaning even further forward and giving the professor an even less hindered view of his rippling chest. I could do with brushing up on reproduction... He sat up straight again and uncrossed his legs, parting them slightly, knowing that the professor had little choice now but to gaze directly into the tight fitting denim that clung to the prominent protuberance in his crotch.

Hey, Dan! a voice broke the moment, startling both professor and student.

Oh, hi, Craig, Dan turned to greet his best friend.

Can I help you, young man? Smithson sounded pissed at the interruption.

Nah, Craig said as he hung onto the lab door like some modern day, slutty James Dean. I’m here for Danny, he’s my ride home.

We’re busy just now, can you wait for him outside? the professor said, his tone curt, impatient.

S’okay, I’ll wait in here. Craig entered the lab and closed the door behind him. You’ll not even know I was around. He smiled, ignoring the professor’s stern look.

Professor Smithson stared long and hard at the slim Asian guy with the long, blonde, wavy hair and the cute, round face. He wore a Lacoste polo shirt with all of its buttons undone and a and a pair of tight, faded denim shorts that were identical to Dan’s in both brevity