تسجيل الدخولProfessor Wyatt's POV(The Mystery Man)This is the third day, and I still hadn’t gotten a hold of Jonathan. I had sent him dozens of messages, each one more urgent than the last. I told him I needed to see him immediately. That if he didn’t come to me, I would expose everything, what he truly was, the secrets buried in that journal he thought no one would ever find. But there was no reply from him. My phone remained agonizingly silent, its blank screen mocking me at every glance and the quiet was driving me insane.All I could think about was him. The craving consumed me, making it impossible to function. I needed him under me, his tight, lithe body pressed flush against mine, trembling with every touch. I wanted his mouth on my cock, warm and eager, milking me dry with those soft lips and swirling tongue. I longed to feel his ass clenching around me, drawing out every drop as I claimed him completely. I had already jerked off three times that day, each release more frantic than the
Bryce’s hand fisted in my hair and yanked my head back, stretching my neck as I moaned out. I came hard across the desk wood, the cum dripping down onto the floor.My own load soaked the short pants completely, creating a wet spot that made sticky trails run down my thighs so I had to walk funny afterward. I cleaned everything with my tongue, lapping at the desk to taste the mix of chalk dust and cum, the bitter flavor coating my tongue as I lapped it all clean.We switched to the nurse and patient role in another room that was set up like a hospital room. I lay on the hospital bed with crisp white sheets as my legs were placed in the stirrups and spread wide, my hole winking with old cum still shining around it. He snapped on gloves with a loud sound and pushed a cold glass thermometer into my ass, making me clench around it while the temperature supposedly rose with my fake fever. “You need a shot,” he said. He performed needle play with a fake prick on my thigh that left a stingi
I and Bryce moved straight into a superhero and villain scene. He tore my red cape to shreds and chained my wrists and ankles in heavy cuffs that drained my strength. He sucked my cock aggressively, milking my life force as I swallowed his thick load. A laser toy buzzed loudly against my prostate, vibrating deep inside and edging me mercilessly while he denied any release. I begged and whined desperately, my voice breaking with need.The insane sex marathon continued with rapid role switches, nasty dirty talk flying constantly, endless begging, and complete ownership of my body. Bryce became a strict daddy next. “Bad boy, you failed your homework. Bend over the desk right now.” The leather paddle cracked loudly against my ass cheeks, turning them red, that also stung after losing hard counts that made me yelp and buck my hips while my thighs quaked. He shoved a fat plug with a school logo into me, the flared base stretching me wide, and made me study at a desk, riding and bouncing o
My head bobbed as he fucked my mouth with wet suction, pulling loud groans from him. His hand fisted in my hair, guiding my head while his hips bucked shallowly. His balls slapped wetly against my chin as my tongue lapped at his sack, rolling along every crease, humming low to make him throb and vibrate.He pulled off, his cock shining with spit and long strings snapping onto my chin. "Crawl to your cell. It will be lights out soon." His boot nudged my back as I crawled across the floor, my knee pads sliding on the carpet with a slight burn.In the corner of the room that pretended to be a cell, a thin mat lay waiting. He hooked my chain to a wall ring with a click and locked it short so I could barely tug and test it. Bryce stood at the "door," crossing his arms so his muscles bulged. "Sleep tight. Tomorrow is another day for another interrogation." He winked, shut the door and locked it.I lay on the cold mat as the chain bit into my wrists with a cool feel. My cock was half-hard,
"There's so much more I want to do with you, Jonathan. Please let me. Let me have you in every way possible. Just give me the word. Let me know that you want me to take it to the top notch with you and I'll gladly do that," Bryce murmured hotly in my ear. His breath was hot on my skin and his body was still pressed close after we had fucked like rabbits. I had lost track of time, the day, and everything else. My phone had buzzed a few times but I ignored it completely. All I cared about was him, my professor, owning me completely.I turned to face him with a lazy smile. My fingers trailed down his face, feeling the rough stubble scratch against my palm. "I want you," I said softly, my eyes locked on him.Bryce smiled wide, his eyes burning with dark fire. He stood up suddenly, his cock swinging soft against his thigh as his muscles flexed while he walked over to the wardrobe. The door creaked open as he rummaged inside and pulled out an outfit. It was a black leather harness, a tight
Bryce’s thumbs pinched and rolled my nipples, tugging the peaks until they throbbed and sent fire shooting straight to my bouncing cock, which slapped wetly against my abs with every movement. I leaned forward so his chest hair brushed my mouth. He latched onto my nipple, sucking hard, biting and pulling while his teeth grazed the sensitive edge. I moaned louder and rode him harder, swiveling my hips to grind and mash him even deeper. His hand fisted in my hair and yanked my head back, exposing my neck so he could kiss, bite, and suck at the pulsing point until it throbbed.He flipped me into doggy style so I was on my knees and elbows with my ass high in the air. His hands grabbed my ankles and pulled me back as he thrust home deep, slamming into the perfect angle that hit my spot and made me scream raw into the pillow. I bit down hard on the fabric while his sack slapped loudly against my thighs in a fast, wet rhythm. The bed shook and the walls rattled with the force. His hand reac
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







