Professor Hunk

ãBy Riley James

I watched as my new Engineering Professor strolled into the room, blonde and build with thick arms and wide shoulders. I imagined what was behind those crisp beige khaki’s as he set down his books and notes, my cock starting to twitch in my pants. I had known for a couple of years now that I was definitely more attracted to men than women. I had the obligatory few girlfriends in high school, never getting further than second base with them. The idea of soft, pink pussies intrigued me, but the idea of a hot, hard cock spurned me to many more jack off sessions.

My new professor spoke, his voice was husky, but smooth. He explained in great detail what would be required of us this quarter, how we would work in pairs in the lab, requiring us to be in the building much past evening on some occasions. My imagination soared with fantasies of being alone in the lab with him, his cock positoning in and out of my mouth and yes even my asshole. I finally brought myself back down to earth when someone behind me dropped a book. My hand had traveled to my cock and was slowly stroking it through the soft fabric of my walking shorts. Professor Hildebrandt’s head swiveled around to see what the distraction was. I wasn’t sure, but I thought I saw a glimmer of a smile of his face as gaze passed me and up to the person who had dropped the book. I was embarrassed, I needed to get back to my dorm room fast before any of my roommates and rub one off.

The time ticked by and finally the clock reached two o’clock; Professor Hildebrandt announced the reading assignments for the next week and told us all to stop by his office on Monday to see who our lab partners were going to be for the quarter. The class shuffled down the progressive steps of the lecture hall and I ducted into the crowd. Not quick enough though.

“Thomas, could you stay for a moment please?” His sensual voice came across over the noise of the rest of the students.

I was sunk now! He was going to admonish me for not paying attention during his lecture. I stood in front of him, my books hiding my erection.

“Thomas, I’ll need a lab assistant this quarter. It would take a considerable amount of your free time, setting up experiments and checking each station’s progress after each lab session. Do you think you might be interested?” I was staring again. His blue eyes and mused blonde wavy hair made him an Adonis in my eyes. All I could bring myself to do was shake my head “yes”.

“Good,” he stated matter of factly.

“You should meet me tomorrow morning in the lab and we’ll go over the basics.” He smiled and laid his hand on my shoulder “See you tomorrow.”

“Bye” I whispered as I darted from the room. My brain struggled to get around the last thing that had happened… “Did he just come onto to me, or was it just an innocent tap?”

***

I reached my dorm room in record time, lay back on my bed and began to stroke my cock again through my shorts. I knew I didn’t have much time to finish before my roommates would be back, but I also knew after the hour and a half I just spent, I wouldn’t have any trouble getting myself off. I spied the box of tissues on the desk and reached over and grabbed them. I unzipped and fished my already rock hard penis out of my fly. My right hand was soon flying up and down over my cock, as my left hand cupped and fondled my balls. I heard the key in the door. “ Oh God” was all I could muster. I was much too far gone to stop now. I didn’t even care who saw me at this point. The picture in my mind of sucking Mr. Hildebrant’s cock was all I could think about, his hands firmly in my hair, guiding my head to the rhythm of his fucking. In my fantasy, he came all over my face, and in reality I came all over my hand.

I opened my eyes to see my roommate Corey staring at me. “Corey, I’m really sorry, I just couldn’t stop when I heard you come in.”

“Don’t worry Tom; I could use a good wank myself!” Corey’s eyes were still on my deflating dick.

“Mind if I join you.”

“No, not really” I stammered.

I was a little worried about this in the back of my mind. Upon meeting Dave and I, Corey made no excuses when we moved into the dorms. He was gay, he was out and he was planning on exploring the world with a vengeance now that he was away from home. I was a closet bi-sexual, however and I was not ready for anyone to know about my sexual affinities. Corey was the picture perfect gay male though and I had already had my share of glances and dreams with him as the center. Thin, but not skinny, handsome beyond belief without being effeminate. Ever since we moved in together, I knew he had been watching me. In the back of my mind I thought he might have a crush on me and I liked it.

Corey plopped down on the twin bed across from me. He scooted up to the wall behind the bed and reached into his sweat like pants and pulled out his dick. He was semi-hard already and his hand circled the rather large head of his circumcised penis.

I decided to be bold, “Corey what do you think about when you jack off?” His eyes shifted from my now sticky wet hardening cock to my eyes. The brown and amber pools of color in his eyes were soft and loving.

“Don’t you know Tom?” I shook my head back and forth. “I think about watching you do exactly what you are doing right now. I think about looking down at my dick and seeing your sweet mouth suctioning its way down to my heavy ball sac and up again. Of your mouth coming off of the big purple head of my cock and of me spraying my load across your face and then of me licking it off until I get to your sweet mouth and entwining my tongue with yours. I think about rimming your virgin asshole and getting it so sloppy wet that you never even twitch when I sink my throbbing eight inch cock, balls-deep into your bowels.” His voice had gone gruff and I knew he was about to shoot his wad.

I was so hot now! I would have fucked anything that crossed my path. I shot across the room and got on my knees in front of Corey on the bed.

“Go ahead Corey, shoot your load on my face and I’ll even let you lick it all off just like you fantasized.” Within seconds, his pulsing tool pumped string after string of cum all over my face and chest.

“Aaaah God Tom,” he grunted as he came. Still holding his dick, he slipped down under me onto the carpet and I rested on top of him. He kissed my forehead and slowly licked and ate all of his cum from my face. When he reached my mouth we were like two insatiable lovers, not able to get enough of each other. We frenched and sucked and kissed each other, the whole time our slippery dicks rubbing together.

When we finally separated, he whispered in my ear “Will you fuck me Tom?” I saw the trepidation in his face. He had gotten me to sexually interact with him, but he still wasn’t sure of my orientation.

“I don’t know Corey, I am a little nervous about that!” I tried to sound caring and concerned about the repercussions of such an act. After the long pause, he finally kissed me again and said “Okay, can we just suck each other off then?”

“No problem babe, I can do that!”

We switched our position and he hovered over me with that beautiful huge-headed cock inches from my face. He leaned forward and engulfed my seven-inch rod, exposing for me to see for the very first time the pink ring of his smooth asshole. It looked so inviting, really just like a tight pussy waiting to be explored. I reached up and fondled his heavy ball sac just as I had fondled my own before he walked in on me. My fingers were magnetically guided as I inched up his ass and started to explore his pink star. I instinctively licked one of my fingers and began to circle the outside of Corey’s asshole. As it began to open, I put more spit on my fingers and pushed past his sphincter. Corey gave a long moan and intensified his attack on my now throbbing cock. His tongue played with the smooth head of my penis, circling and swallowing in turn. He concentrated on the pee slit and I knew I must have been leaking pre-cum. If I hadn’t just cum earlier, all of his ministrations would have sent me over the edge by now.

His cock was now hard as a salami and my assault on his asshole had him squirming and writhing against my two wet fingers. I kept up sliding my fingers in and out of his hole and found a spot in his anal cavity where when I rubbed Corey stiffened as though he would explode. Knowing I must have hit his prostate, I continued to circle it every time I dove my finger back into his waiting rectum. I crossed my first two fingers, spit on them and dove back in for my final attack. As my crossed knuckles spread his orifice wide and my fingertips found their home rubbing his prostate, he managed to get his dick into my mouth. He fucked my mouth and throat for all they were worth and it minutes had stopped sucking my dick and was just pumping it with his hand.

“Don’t stop Tom; I am going to shoot my fucking load down your throat! Are you ready?” I grunted my response and he began to unload in my mouth, his hot spunk hitting the back of my throat and sliding down. He came and came until my mouth and throat were overflowing with his seed. It dribbled out the corners of my mouth and down my chin to my chest. I carefully slid my fingers out of his asshole and brought them to my face. He looked down and saw me smelling and examining the digits that had just freshly fucked his backdoor. I think I surprised him when I popped them into my mouth and sucked them vigorously.

“God, you are so fucking hot Tom, I can’t believe you’re not gay!” Corey was spent and slid down beside me. He pulled me to him and began to kiss me deep and hot again.

We lay there for a long time just snuggling. Then we headed for the shower. When the water was warm enough we stepped inside. Corey began to clean me off with his tongue. He bathed my nipples and chest and then worked his way down to my still stiff dick. He licked every ounce of cum and sweat from me, then e made his way down to my balls. Corey’s head swirled with his tongue and mine lolled back enjoying the nipping he was making on the skin around my testicles.

He lifted his head and asked me to turn around. “I want to lick your ass Tom!” I couldn’t wait to feel this.

I swiveled on my spot and leaned against the tile wall. I reached around and pulled my butt cheeks apart to allow him easier access. Corey’s hot tongue started up from the back of my balls and stroked steadily up toward my twitching asshole. When he finally reached the pulsing orifice that was my tight tunnel entrance, I shook with desire. I had always wondered what ass-play would feel like. This was better than anything I could have dreamed of.

Corey’s tongue was assaulting my hole with a combination of soft sweeps and little stabs. As he got more into it and my mind took a trip to another dimension, he slowly took my rosebud between his lips and began to suck on it. I shot another load against the wall and Corey was luck he didn’t end up with me in his lap. My knees were shaking and my face was flushed, I had never felt so close to passing out in my life.

When I returned to the conscious world, Corey had moved me down to the bench in the shower stall and was stroking my cheek with the back of his hand.

“You okay?”

I think the smile on my face should have answered his question, but I managed to murmur a soft “yeah, just gimme a minute.”

***

We spent the better part of the night wrapped around each other in some way or another. I might have been questioning my sexuality that morning, but by midnight I didn’t care if I ever saw another girl as long as I lived. Corey was everything I had ever wanted in a lover, kind considerate, insatiable; we had gotten off so many times by the end of Monday Night Football, we were too tired to do anything else but sleep.

I awoke in Corey’s bed the next morning. Two of us in the dinky twin was not what I would usually call a comfortable night’s sleep, but we were so wiped out that I don’t think either one of us moved much during the night. I was spooned up next to him with my left arm under his head and my right cradled around side. Our legs were intertwined and my morning wood was pressing into his ass crack. The tip of my dick was so sensitive that every time Corey would take a breath, it would twitch. I moaned involuntarily and Corey seemed to stir in his sleep, he was pushing back into me and I guessed that he was really awake.

“Morning sleepyhead.”

“Mmmm, don’t move.” He said. “That feels sooooo good.”

“Feels pretty good back here too.”

“Tom” Corey tuned to face me. “Will you do it now, please?”

I didn’t have to ask him what he was talking about. He wanted me to fuck him and I no longer harbored any doubt about what it would mean if I did.

“You got stash in that drawer?” I asked him

Corey reached back over and opened the drawer of the bedside table. He yanked a string of condom packets and a tube of KY quickly out of the drawer and flung them onto the bed beside me. I started to grab one and go about the task, but he took it softly from my hand and stroked a finger over my raging erection.

“Let me?”

I nodded as he carefully opened the packet, pulled out the latex and proceeded to take my breath away yet again. He placed the rolled up condom on the top of my penis and after pinching off the reservoir, swept down with his mouth and sheathed my pole in the single most erotic move I have ever felt. As the tip of his hot tongue hit the ridge around my glans, I thought I was going to loose it.

“Arrrggghhhh, Corey no more or I’m gonna shoot.”

I pulled him back up to me and kissed him furiously. There were all sorts of tastes between us, morning breath and latex being the most prominent, but at the moment, I cared about none of them. I wanted him so bad that if his tongue had just left my ass, I still would have dove in as if he were carrying my last breath.

I rolled over on top of him and struggled to keep the friction from causing my ultimate eruption. As he parted his legs and I loomed over him, his eyes misted over and I caught myself before I tried to plunge into him.

“Whoa, what’s wrong Core?”

He stammered for a minute, as if he didn’t want to ruin the moment. “Tom… I, this is my first time, I want it to be with someone who loves me.”

I was aghast, after everything that had happened how could he not know already?

“Oh gawd babe, how could you not think that I loved you?” I knew that I needed to prove it to him somehow. The idea finally hit me.

“Just lay back sweetheart and let me show you how much!”

I crawled down the bed and nuzzled into his crotch. The smell of him was thick and heady, masculine in every respect. I licked along the crease of his left leg where it met his scrotum and kissed his balls. I lifted his cock away from his belly with my right hand and stroked the shaft softly. My tongue laved at the soft skin of his ball sac and down to his perineum. My dick was so hard it hurt. The idea of licking and kissing Corey’s sweet ass was all I could think about. I pushed his thighs back with the flat of my hands and it spread his ass even more. It was like an invitation to a feast.

As my tongue came in contact with his hot, pink hole, he moaned my name so loud that I knew we were totally busted, but I no longer cared. His skin was salty with sweat, but sweet all the same. I licked around and around and then dove into the wrinkled folds of his sweet star. Corey writhed on the bed, my hands and arms holding his legs up and away from me.

“Tom, oh my god, yes. That’s it baby suck on my hole…get me ready. I so want your cock in there.” I glanced up momentarily and Corey’s head was trashing from side to side. His eyes had rolled back and his brow shimmered with a sheen of sweat.

I continued my assault on his ever widening hole and savored each moment. I was never forceful, but I was determined to get him primed. I sucked and licked and nuzzled his ass with all of my might and when my tongue was sliding in with each stroke, I knew that he was finally ready.

Corey’s breath was ragged and his cock was standing up against his belly, hard, his pulse clearly visible as it throbbed.

“Get me wet sweetie.” I asked him with a sensual growl in my throat. He grabbed the lube off of the bed and squirted some in his palm. Instead of putting it on my dick right away, he squeezed his hand into a fist, warming the lube before applying it to my latex-covered cock.

“Fuck me Tom.” Corey looked into my eyes as I placed the tip of my dick at his wanting asshole. His eyes were deep brown pools of liquid lust as I slowly pushed past his sphincter. God it was soooo hot.

My senses were starting to overload.

Corey brought me back to reality. He hissed with a slight wince that I could feel in his ass.

“You alright babe?”

“Just go slow at first, okay? Give me time to adjust… you feel pretty big in there.”

I leaned over and kissed him. His arms flew around my neck and his tongue dove into my mouth with the force of a cyclone, sweeping my own tongue around in the fury of his mouth.

“Mmmm….okay, push into me baby.”

I did exactly what he asked. My balls were soon laying flat against the globes of his ass and naturally after seating myself in his ass, the urge to fuck rushed from my brain to my dick in a millisecond.

I started to pump into him in a steady rhythm. His calves fell around my hips and his ankles closed over the expanse of my ass. The strokes were short that way, but no less intense. I felt like I was bottoming out on every thrust.

“Oh gawd Corey, you feel so good…so tight, so hot.”

“Yes Tom, fuck me baby, let me have it…faster baby, faster.”

My body pistoned up and down on top of him; in and out of him, our skin smacking together in a cacophony of slaps and sweat. I knew I wouldn’t last much longer, my toes were tingling and the muscles in my abdomen were starting to quiver.

“I’m gonna cum Core.” I reached for his cock, but he pushed my hand away. “Leave it, I’ll shoot when you do, I promise.”

I secured my hand back on the other side of his head and bore down into his ass. One more stroke and my cock exploded in the tip of the condom, squirting five or six spurts before I finally finished. I could feel Corey’s ass contract around me and the walls of his ass clamped down on my pulsing dick as his cock shot ribbons of cum between us, landing in my face and his, on my chest and his.

I rolled to his left side and he turned into me, attacking my mouth again. We lay there for who knows how long until we heard Dave moving around in the kitchen. I smiled at Corey and winked.

“Think he heard us.” I chuckled

“He’d have to be deaf not to.”

Never one to kiss and tell, the idea of Dave knowing about us was slightly disconcerting, but I didn’t want Corey to think that I was embarrassed about what had happened between us in the last 24 hours either.

“I guess we’d better go face the music, huh?”

“Yeah, do you think he’ll be upset?”

I stroked Corey’s cheek with my free hand and tried to make it as clear as possible, “Doesn’t matter babe, whatever happens, I’m right here with you.”

A tear leaked out of Corey’s right eye and he hugged me to him.

“I love you Tom.”

“I love you too Core.”

***

Nothing ever happened with me and Professor Hildebrandt that year. I TA’d for his class for the next four years as a matter of fact, but Corey and I remained together the whole time. Dave managed to refrain from having a heart-attack at our admission, but moved out the next summer when he met the woman of his dreams. Corey and I got an off campus apartment in our sophomore year and hoped that we didn’t offend too many of our neighbors; the sex just kept getting better. When I graduated, I thanked Professor Hildebrandt gregariously, telling him that he had been an inspiration to me.

While shaking hands with me with one hand and the other hand on my shoulder, he winked at me and said “as you were to me, son, believe me.”

I can’t help but wonder what would have happened if Corey hadn’t come home and found me jerking off that day, but I have no regrets. I might have missed a hot encounter with a hunky Professor, but I’d never give up my future with the man that had walked into my life because of him.