INICIAR SESIÓNProfessor Wyatt’s POV(The Mystery Man)I pulled Jonathan close after that first round, holding his trembling body against mine. His chest was still heaving, covered in sweat, and his legs shook from the powerful orgasm I had finally allowed him. My cum was slowly leaking from his used hole, running down his thighs. I scooped some up with my fingers and rubbed it around his puffy entrance, pushing a little back inside him. He gasped softly at the touch.“You took it well,” I said, my voice low and rough. “But we are not done yet. I’m going to make this last all night. I want you to remember every single second of this punishment.”I got up from the bed and walked to the drawer, my cock still half-hard and swinging between my legs. I came back with a pair of metal nipple clamps and a thick, veiny dildo. Jonathan was still lying on his stomach, hands tied behind his back, breathing heavy. I flipped him over onto his back so I could see his face. His cock was soft now, resting against hi
Professor Wyatt’s POV(The Mystery Man)I stood up slowly, my thick cock throbbing hard in my hand as I looked down at Jonathan. He was lying there on the bed, completely wrecked already, his chest heaving fast, skin shiny with sweat, and eyes half-closed and desperate. His legs were spread wide open for me, his hole still twitching from all the teasing. I rubbed the fat head of my cock up and down his slick entrance, making him shiver and moan.“Beg me,” I said, my voice deep and commanding.“Please… I need you inside me,” he whispered, voice shaking.I pushed in slowly, inch by thick inch and his tight ass gripped me like a hot, wet fist, squeezing every bit of my cock as I stretched him open. Jonathan moaned loudly, his fingers digging hard into the sheets. I didn’t stop until I was buried all the way, balls deep, my heavy sack pressed against his ass. I stayed there, completely still, letting him feel every single inch filling him up completely.“Fuck… you’re so damn sweet,” I grow
Professor Wyatt’s POV(The Mystery man}I licked, sucked, and pushed my tongue inside him little by little until his hole was dripping wet and shiny with my spit. His legs started shaking badly and his cock hung hard and heavy between his thighs, dripping precum onto the floor.I stood up, breathing heavily, and grabbed the small wooden paddle from the drawer. I rubbed the smooth surface over his ass cheeks first, teasing him. Then I brought it down with a sharp smack. The sound echoed through the room, making Jonathan gasp loudly. I gave the other cheek a slightly harder slap and soon enough, beautiful red marks started blooming on his pale skin. I rubbed the sore spots gently with my hand, soothing the sting, before slapping him again.Each hit made his ass jiggle nicely. His breathing grew heavier and faster and he started pushing his ass back toward the paddle, silently begging for more.“You like this, don’t you?” I asked, my voice low and rough. “You like getting your ass punish
Professor Wyatt’s POV(The Mystery Man)I sent Jonathan message after message, but he never read any of them because he was too busy wrapped up in his new little world with Bryce and it started to piss me off more and more every day. I knew texting wasn’t going to work anymore. If I wanted his attention, I had to take it myself. So that’s exactly what I did.For a whole week I followed him quietly. I watched his routine, learned his schedule, and waited for the perfect moment and finally, it came. One morning he slept in his own dorm room instead of at Bryce’s place. I parked just outside and waited. The second he stepped out of the building, I moved.I pulled up fast beside him, just like I’d seen Bryce do a number of times and before he could react, I pushed him into the back seat of my car. He stumbled in, caught completely off guard. For a second, a big smile spread across his face. He clearly thought I was Bryce coming to surprise him. But when he looked up and saw my masked face
Professor Wyatt’s POVI had been in a bad state ever since I left Bryce’s house that night. My chest felt heavy, and it felt like something was crushing me from the inside. I couldn’t stop thinking about what I saw. Jonathan was in Bryce’s playroom, naked and tied up. It played in my head again and again.He wasn’t supposed to be there. Jonathan was mine. He was supposed to be in my bed, wrists tied to the headboard, crying my name while I fucked his big, round ass deep and hard. I had dreamed about that for so long. But now Bryce had him, and it felt like my whole life was falling apart.I didn’t know how much I wanted Jonathan until I couldn’t sleep, couldn’t eat, and could barely function. I kept seeing his face, his smile, the way his body moved when he was turned on. At night I would lie in bed, stroking my cock, remembering the few times I had touched him as the mystery man. But it wasn’t enough. I wanted all of him.I started regretting why I hid who I was. Maybe if I had told
Jonathan’s POV “Get Up.”Bryce said, pulling me to my feet. My legs felt weak after sucking him so hard.He didn’t say much, grabbed my arm and walked me down the short hall to the bedroom. The room was dark with only a small lamp on. The bed was big but’ covered in dark sheets. He pushed me forward and I fell face-down on the mattress, my cuffed hands still trapped behind my back.I heard him open a drawer, then felt thick leather around my ankles. He locked the cuffs on tight and spread my legs wide, hooking each one to the corners of the bed. I was completely stretched out, ass up, and totally helpless. My cock pressed hard against the sheets, leaking already.“Fuck… Professor,” I moaned into the mattress.He climbed on top of me, his heavy body pressing me down. His hard cock rested right between my ass cheeks, hot and thick. I heard the click of the lube bottle. He slicked himself up fast, then pushed two thick fingers into my hole without any warning. I gasped loud and pushed b
Jason hustled back to the espresso machine, steaming milk and pouring shots. He returned quickly, balancing the tray. “Here you go, these are our top sellers. But I'd say the latte's the star.” He slid it forward, fingers brushing the table near Wyatt's hand.“Popular means it's good, right? I'll t
I walked right past the front row, my heart still racing, and dropped into my middle seat. The chair creaked under me, and I let out a small sigh as I held my bag on my lap like a shield. I sat there for maybe a minute, fiddling with my zipper and telling myself that it was fine but then the messa
With a heavy sigh, I walked out of the lecture hall, the door swinging shut behind me with a dull thud that echoed my mood. I glanced down at my watch and saw that I still had a couple minutes before my next class so I had no chance to run home and just sleep. The courtyard it was, then. A place
“You left?” The words slipped out before I could stop them. I slapped a hand over my mouth quickly. “Sorry. Go on.”“Yeah, that's it. I wasn't there anymore. And also, I don't think I want to take things further with us. So, no dorm visits and no dancing at parties, nothing can happen between the b







