Todos los capítulos de Professor Hale's Taste : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 5

(Nathan's POV)I stepped into Professor Hale's office after hours of waiting, the door clicking shut behind me like a secret sealed. The room smelled of old books and his cologne. He sat behind his desk, sleeves rolled up to reveal a veined, tattooed forearm. His dark hair tousled, those piercing hazel eyes locking onto me.“Nathaniel Laurent, lock the door,” he said, voice low and gravelly, sending a shiver down my spine.I obeyed, heart pounding. I'd fantasized about this for months… his broad shoulders, the way his shirts hugged his chest, that authoritative presence that made my cock twitch in class.He stood up, suddenly towering over me, and circled like a predator.“You've been staring,” he murmured, fingers tilting my chin up. “Want to taste what you've been dreaming about?” My mouth went dry, but I nodded, dropping to my knees on the worn carpet. He unzipped his pants, pulling out his thick cock; veined, heavy, already half-hard and leaking at the tip. I leaned in, lips part

Nathan stared out the windshield of his Aston Martin while his father’s voice blasted through the speakers loud enough for Kelly to hear every word.“You’re coming with me this weekend,” his father said. “The Harringtons are hosting at the golf club. Their son just got accepted into Stanford’s law program.”Nathan rolled his eyes as he drove through downtown traffic toward Tristan’s party. “Good for him.”“You should learn something from boys like that.”“There it is.”“What?”“The comparison part. You never miss it.”His father scoffed. “You should be compared. Maybe then you’d finally feel ashamed enough to act properly.”Nathan’s grip tightened slightly around the steering wheel.Kelly quietly looked out the passenger window, pretending not to listen.Nathan laughed once, dry and humorless. “I’m not spending my weekend listening to your friends brag about their children.”“You don’t have to worry about competing with them anyway,” his father snapped. “None of their sons are gay fag

"Given the violence displayed in those videos, the administration is considering immediate expulsion.”That got Nathan’s attention. Not visibly, but Vincent noticed the slight tension in his shoulders immediately.The dean continued, “However, before a final decision is made, your father will need to be called to the school. He needs to be the one talking to Tristan's parents and legal representatives, not us.”Nathan froze. The arrogance disappeared from his face so fast it almost looked unnatural.“No.”The room went quiet.Dean Whitmore frowned. “Mr. Laurent—”“No.”This time the word sounded sharper, almost panicked.“We require parental involvement before proceeding further.”Nathan stood abruptly from his chair. “No.”Prof. Vincent’s eyes narrowed slightly. His eyes had been on Nathan and he saw the instant change. Nathan suddenly looked distressed.“I’m not calling him,” Nathan said quietly.“That isn’t negotiable, we can call him ourselves.”Nathan laughed suddenly, but there