CHAPTER 1

He was losing control and he knew it. He knew something was wrong when he had his phone in front of him, a video of two people fucking on the screen, and he couldn't bring himself to jerk the cum out of his cock.

His hands weren't giving him the pleasure he needed anymore and this wasn't some random horny phase. He was sexually frustrated and it was killing him badly.

In frustration, he slammed the phone down on the bed and threw some pills into his mouth before gulping down a bottle of water. His vision blurred for a second but he slowly felt his body relax.

The pills would only work for a while. He knew that. He couldn't control his libido anymore and he was losing control.

But teaching was more important.

He wasn't some sex controlled freak. He was a professor who loved teaching.

With a grunt of frustration, he made his way to the class where his students were already seated, waiting for him. He mumbled a quick apology to them for arriving late and got to work as class began.

But every time someone said a word when he was talking, he felt a fit of rage rush through him. He tried to keep it cool, but the whispers made him triggered, and he could barely focus anymore.

Get it together, he told himself. You're better than this.

All that thought faded away when someone accidentally threw a paper at him.

That was all it took to make him lose his mind as he turned to the students, a terrifying look on his face that made them flinch.

“Who threw that? Who fucking threw that!?” He yelled and when he found out who it was, he grabbed the student by his shirt in a fit of rage.

The students finally managed to separate them and just then, other professors came in, yelling at him for being so inconsiderate.

He left the class in a hurry, his mind spinning with different thoughts. He hated what he was turning into but he couldn't help it. It felt like he was losing his mind, all because he needed to fuck.

“Damnit, man, what's the problem? You're not like this.” Mason, his pal and fellow professor said, following him and he rubbed his face in frustration.

“I don't fucking know either! I'm gonna go see the doctor.” He replied and without asking, Mason followed him.

At the infirmary, the doctor examined him for a few minutes, asked a few questions, before letting out a sigh of despair.

“The pills you keep taking are now resistant to your body system, hence your irritation. I already told you this before. You know what you need, right?” The doctor asked and he looked away.

“I can handle myself—”

“No, you can't. You have a simple solution. Either you keep suffering or you sleep with someone to ease your pain. Worse, you could damage your penis.” The doctor muttered and his fists clenched in frustration.

“Do I have to?”

“Unless you want your body to be permanently damaged, then you need to.”

He felt humiliated just at the thought of using someone to relieve his sexual frustration. He didn't mind being in his mid-thirties and still being a virgin.

He had been okay with jerking off to p**n but now he had no choice but to actually sleep with a girl. Which was frustrating.

He wasn't like the rest of the guys who slept with anyone just because they wanted to.

“Can I at least get more pills?” He asked and the doctor immediately shook his head, making him sigh.

“Come on.” Mason dragged him out and they made their way to the teacher's lounge. The lecture hall opposite it was bustling with students but they walked into the office anyway because not everyone could walk in.

They didn't notice the girl standing beside the door outside the locker room.

“You need to fuck someone.” Mason said even though it made the other sigh. “Just this once, to get rid of this. You're the most attractive professor on this campus. You can definitely get any girl you want—”

“I don't want any girl. I'm not that promiscuous.”

“Just this once dude! Unless you want us to lose your job?” Mason asked.

He knew Mason was right. This shit was beginning to affect his sleep, his emotional balance and his focus. He had no choice.

“I'll find you a girl. And you have to sleep with her.”

“What if I can't bring myself to do it? I'm getting old and I'm a fucking virgin, man, all I do is wank to p**n. I've never actually done it.” He said in worry but Mason patted his shoulder with a mischievous smile.

“What if I can help you?” A voice came from behind them and they both turned to see Gareth walk out from behind the lockers.

“How long have you been listening?” Mason asked in shock and Gareth simply shrugged.

“Long enough to give you what you want. You need a girl, I can give you a girl.” Gareth replied but Mason looked unsure.

“What do you mean?” He asked and Gareth walked up to him with a photo of a pretty, curvy lady on his screen.

“She's a virgin too. Inexperienced. Perfect for what your wolf needs, uncle.” Gareth's voice was hushed and his gaze darkened for a minute.

“I gotta say, she's sexy. And probably the type you would love.” Mason muttered but his brows were furrowed.

He didn't know what to do.

“Will she agree?”

“Why not? Fun fact, she's been eyeing you for a while. Everyone wants my hot uncle after all.” Gareth gushed and then shoved his phone into his pocket. “What do you say? Deal or no deal?”

“Deal.” He finally said and Gareth grinned.

“Great. But on one condition.”