Date: Tue, 13 Oct 2020 02:27:04 +0000 (UTC)
From: Bay Area Guy <bayareaguy03@yahoo.com>
Subject: Pounding the Prof, Chapter 15

Pounding the Prof, Part 15

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Damion ended up spending the weekend with me. It was the first weekend of
November, and the fall soccer season was coming to a close. His team had
only one final game the next week and no practice this weekend, so his time
was less occupied than normal. We slept late on Saturday morning then got
up and ate a leisurely breakfast. Damion spent the afternoon studying,
while I worked on my classes for the week.

In the late afternoon, I suggested that we go for a run, and Damion
agreed. He borrowed a pair of my running shorts and a T-shirt and
sweatshirt. We stretched in front of the apartment then started on a slow
pace down toward the river and along the path leading out of town. Damion
told me that he wasn't much of a runner, but as soon as we started, I could
tell that he was in fact a strong runner, which made sense given all of the
running he had to do for soccer.

It was a warm afternoon for November, with clear blue skies and no
breeze. We ran a couple of miles out of town and stopped in a wooded area
between a few farms. We were both breathing heavily and stopped for a
minute to catch our breath. The shadows were elongated as the sun moved
toward the horizon. It would be dark before long.

"Hey," he said, "Come here."

He took a couple of steps off the path, a little ways into the woods. I
stepped to him, and he pulled my head to his with his hand and kissed me
hard on the lips.

"This is a pretty private place, isn't it?" he said and reached his hands
inside my pants to grab my ass.

"Let's fuck," he said.

"Here?" I asked, a little shocked, looking around.

"Why not? No one's around."

It was true, we had only seen a couple of people on our run, and now that
it was moving swiftly toward dusk, we were completely alone and it was dark
under the trees. He grabbed my hand and pulled me a little further into the
woods, down toward the riverbank. We found a spot behind a large tree where
we couldn't be seen from the path, and he kissed me again. I relaxed and
started to kiss him back with equal passion. Suddenly he grabbed me and
turned me around to face the tree. He pulled my running shorts down below
my ass and knelt down behind me. The cool air on my bare ass was a bit of a
shock, but in a moment I felt his warm face pressing into my ass cheeks and
his tongue licking my ass.

"Gotta get you lubed up," he said, then dove in deep as I leaned forward to
give him access.

After just a couple of minutes, he stopped and stood up, and in a moment, I
felt the head of his hard cock pressing against my hole. I tried to relax,
but I was a bit nervous doing this out in public and we didn't have lube,
so he had a challenge getting it inside at first.

"Relax, baby. Let me in," he cooed in my ear. I took a breath and calmed
myself a bit and he popped in.

"That's it," he sighed. I was still loosened up from the gang bang the
night before, so once he got past my tight sphincter, he slid the rest of
the way inside in one move. He started slowly moving in and out then
quickly picked up his pace, pounding his body into mine, pushing my body
against the tree, and drilling his cock deep inside. He grunted with each
thrust, and I moaned, and in a moment we were making enough noise that if
anyone were around, they would surely have heard us.

We heard some voices approaching rapidly, and I realized that some
bicyclists must be coming up the path, but Damion didn't relent. He kept
plowing into me and grunting without caring if anyone heard. The bikes went
whizzing by, the riders going too fast to notice the action going on just
off the path in the woods.

"Take my fucking cock, Prof. Your ass is so fucking hot!" he grunted. "I'm
cum-m-m-ing!!" he shouted, and with that he pounded hard into me, and I
could feel his cock flexing inside me as he shot his load. He sighed and
held still for a moment then relaxed and pulled out.

"Damn, your ass is nice," he said. He shook a last drop of cum off his cock
then stuffed it back into the shorts. I pulled my shorts back up.

"That was hot," I said.

We picked our way back to the path and started back toward my apartment. It
was almost dark under the trees, though when we came back into the
farmland, there was still plenty of light in the twilight sky.

"Seeing you looking all sweaty and sexy like that, I couldn't help but jump
your bones," he laughed as we ran.

"I'm just hoping your cum doesn't start leaking out of my ass. It's hard to
run and clench your ass at the same time," I said. He thought that was
funny, and we joked playful all the way back to my apartment. We stretched
and then went inside. We showered together and decided to go out for
dinner. I made a couple of suggestions of places, and Damion chose an
upscale farm-to-table place in an old bank building downtown. The dinner
felt kind of like our first date, since it was the first time we'd gone
anywhere together. I knew it was a bit risky going out for dinner with a
student like that, but frankly I didn't care. He told me more about his
life back in California, and then I prodded him to fill me in on the
stories of all the guys who'd been at my apartment the night before.

He told me that Charlie was also a freshman and had become a close
friend. He said that they'd made out once when they were both drunk but
they'd never really fooled around. He didn't know the redheaded kid very
well but knew that he was named Teddy and that he was a wrestler. That
surprised me, because he was so small, but Damion reminded me that there
were different weight categories. Steven the swimmer was a junior and was a
Romeo who, Damion told me, seemed to have a new boyfriend every week but
got bored with them quickly and moved onto someone new. Damion was pretty
sure that Paulo and one or two of the other guys were straight and just
getting their rocks off. Damion said that he had thought Joe was basically
straight too, so he was kind of surprised at the obvious chemistry between
Nathan and Joe.

We stayed at the restaurant for a long time chatting and just enjoying each
other's company. I was surprised that a kid ten years my junior could hold
my interest as much as Damion, but he was smart and funny and his stories
were very entertaining. We went home and watched a movie together on the
couch then crawled into bed and didn't even have sex, just holding each
other until we fell asleep.

On Sunday, we both worked most of the day, him on the couch, me at the
desk. At around 4 he told me that he should head out, because he had a dorm
meeting he had to attend.

"But I need your ass before I go," he said with a wicked smile. I came over
to him on the couch, and we started to make out. We kissed for a long time
and felt each others' bodies and slowly undressed. He pulled my shirt over
my head and sucked on my nipples. He kissed his was down my body then
pulled my sweats down until my hard dick popped out. He licked up and down
my dick a few times before taking it into his mouth. He sucked me expertly,
nearly making me cum within a couple of minutes, before I pulled him
off. It was my turn then, as I ran my tongue over his body. I loved his
naturally smooth chest and belly, with perfectly defined muscles. I started
to suck him, and then he flipped around so that we could sixty-nine. As I
took his cock all the way down my throat until my chin was brushing his
tight curly pubes, he moved from my cock to the sensitive area just below
my cock and then dove into my ass with his tongue. Damion seemed to really
love to rim, and he was good at it, sending waves of pleasure through my
body. Once my ass was sloppy and wet with his spit, he hopped up, lifted my
legs to my chest, and pressed his cock against my hole. He slid in easily
and started to slowly move in and out. Pretty soon he picked up speed until
his body was slapping against mine, his balls bouncing against my ass.

Damion leaned in and kissed me passionately, driving his tongue as far as
he could into my mouth. All of a sudden, he broke the kiss and wrapped his
arms behind me. With his cock buried deep in my ass, he lifted me into the
air and bounced me up and down on his cock, my whole weight seemingly
concentrated on his cock. I was surprised that he could lift me like this,
since I surely weighed more than him - even though he was taller than me,
he was lean, and I was more solid. But this position pressed his cock hard
against my prostate and sent electricity through my body. A feeling of
euphoria washed over me, as my moans became an embarrassingly high-pitched
whimper. I was on the verge of shooting my load when we collapsed onto the
couch together, and with two hard thrusts and a shout of triumph, Damion
unloaded into me.

"Fuck!!" he shouted.

We lay there for a long time, his cock buried deep inside my wet ass, him
breathing hard.

"That. Was. Amazing!" he finally said and pulled out of me. I thought he
was going to get up to leave, but instead he snuggled up next to me on the
couch. There was a blanket that had fallen onto the floor, and he reached
down and grabbed it and pulled it over us. Then he wrapped his arms around
me, pulled me into his body so that we were spooning, and in a minute he
was asleep. Clearly, this sex had taken a lot out of him.

We lay there for a while, and I must have nodded off, because all of a
sudden I noticed that it was dark. I tried to extricate myself from his
arms so that I could turn on a light, but he pulled me to him.

"Stay," he whispered and nuzzled his nose into my neck.

"I want you to fuck me," he said.

"Really?" I asked. "I'm a better top than a bottom."

"I want to feel you inside me. I want to see what it's like."

"I thought you didn't like it?" I asked. "You know, with Nathan..."

"I didn't like it when I didn't ask for it, but it's different with you. I
want to try it."

I suggested we go into the bedroom, so we moved to the bed. We made out for
awhile, with him on his back and me on top. He raised his legs a little, so
that my cock was pressing against his hole. He pushed lightly against me,
but there was no way that I was going to enter his tight hole that way.

"If you want me to fuck you, let's do it right," I said.

I grabbed the lube and lay down on the bed on my back. "It's easier if you
ride me. Then you're in charge and can take it at your own pace."

I lubed up my cock, and he straddled me, with a knee on each side and his
hole position over my cock. I took the lube and rubbed some around his hole
then inserted my finger in a little. He was unbelievably tight. I slid my
finger in and moved it around to loosen him up, then added more lube and
tried again. I stuck a second finger in and moved them around.

"I want you inside me," he whispered.

I took my fingers out, and he sat back slowly until the head of my cock was
pressing against his hole again. This time as he pushed down, my cockhead
popped inside, and about an inch of my cock pushed into his hole. He gasped
in pain and stopped.

"Pull off," I said, and I applied more lube to my dick. My cock is not as
big as Damion's, but it is a good size, bending slightly upward. Damion sat
back down on me again, and this time he went in more easily, taking about
two inches. I moved my hips slowly pulling out then pushing in a little,
then pulling out, each time going in a bit further.

"Relax, baby," I said. "Let me inside you." Which is pretty much exactly
what he said to me the day before.

He took a deep breath and in a single move sat fully down on my cock. I
felt his ass squeeze me tight and saw him gasp with pain. I held still, but
after a moment he relaxed, and I could start to move again, slowly
thrusting in and out. He quickly adjusted to having me inside of him, and I
could see his face shift from anxiety to pleasure as he started to move
himself up and down on my rod, even as I was moving in and out. We started
to build a nice rhythm. He leaned forward and kissed me, and the new
position let me go deeper into him, which made him moan with pleasure. I
started to thrust harder into him, and he pushed back with equal force.

In a single move, I grabbed him and flipped him onto his back, throwing his
legs over my shoulders without ever taking my dick out of his ass. I leaned
forward and kissed him hard on the mouth while I began to pound into him. I
could feel him more than I could hear him moaning intensely into my mouth,
as he opened his legs wider to let me reach deeper inside. I lifted up and
grabbed his legs and started to pound into him, making loud slapping sounds
as my body crashed into his. I don't top very often, and I'm usually not
that into it, but his ass was tight, and the euphoric expression on his
face as he looked into my eyes and the loud moans he emitted every time I
pounded into him were a real turn on. I reached with one hand and grabbed
his cock, and in just a couple of jerks of my hand he was shooting a
load. The first shot went over his shoulder, and the second landed on his
chin, then a couple more dribbled onto his belly, an impressive amount
given how recently he'd cum. Watching this and feeling him squeeze my cock
as he came pushed me over the edge, so I pounded hard into him and unloaded
as deep inside as I could. Then I collapsed onto him, lowering his legs and
panting for breath. I licked the cum off of his chin then pulled out and
lay next to him.

"That was amazing!" he said.

"It was nice," I agreed. "Maybe I could be a top after all."

We lay next to each other for awhile, catching our breath and enjoying that
calm feeling that follows great sex.

"Don't you have a meeting to get to?" I asked.

"I've already missed it," he said. "It's okay. I wasn't that psyched about
it anyway."

We lay there for awhile longer, just resting.

"Can I stay for dinner?" he asked.

"Of course," I laughed.

We ordered a pizza, and I made a salad, and we sat at the kitchen counter
and ate.

As we were finishing up the meal, I asked him, "So, what are we? Are we
dating, or what?"

He thought about it for a moment.

"I guess. Maybe. I hope so." Then he added, "But, um, I'm like not into
monogamy, or whatever."

I laughed. "Well, I don't think I could do monogamy ... or whatever."

"But I like hanging with you, and I hope we can keep doing it."

I nodded agreement.

We were quiet for awhile. Then he added, "Is it okay if I bring my friends
sometimes? Watching Steven fuck you while you fucked Charlie was amazing. I
could have watched that for hours"

"I guess," I said, but I was uncertain. "But, you know, I kind of have to
be careful. I'm still supposed to be a professor. All this has gone pretty
far, and I'm worried I could get in trouble."

"True, true," he said. "I'll remind the guys to keep it quiet. Everybody
likes you, so I think they'll want to protect you."

Then he smiled wickedly at me. "Especially if they know they can maybe get
in that slutty ass sometimes."

We were quiet for a while.

"You love being a slut, don't you?" he asked me, in a tone of curiosity.

"I do," I admitted. "Nathan was right about that much."

He leaned up against me. "I like that," he purred. "My own personal slut."