Date: Tue, 20 Oct 2020 19:40:50 +0000 (UTC) From: Bay Area Guy Subject: Pounding the Prof, Chapter 16 Pounding the Prof, Part 16 If you are financially able to do so, please consider donating to Nifty.org to keep this amazing resource going! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html ************************************* Damion ended up sleeping over Sunday night. After our pizza dinner, we curled up on the couch and watched a Sunday night football game, then we went to bed early. As I was drifting off to sleep, my naked body pressed up against Nathan's warm, smooth flesh, I got hard again, thinking about how hot it was that he still had my load in his ass, and I still had his load in mine. I draped my arm over him and pushed my hard cock against his hip, and he just took it in his hand and held it as we both fell asleep. In the morning, I got up at my usual early hour, got out of bed, and looked down at him sleeping. He looked so young that I had a moment of doubt about what I was doing with him, but then he smiled in his sleep, and my heart melted. I went and put on the coffee and ate a bowl of cereal as I looked at the headlines on my laptop. Around 7:30, I went to wake Damion up, not knowing for sure when his first class was. He showered and ate breakfast and then headed out, wearing my clothes (which didn't fit very well, since he was several inches taller than me); he hadn't not brought a change of clothes with him for the weekend. I left shortly after to get ready for my morning class - the calculus lecture that both Damion and Nathan were in. When I got to the classroom, I saw that Damion and Charlie were sitting together off to one side. They both smiled at me discreetly, and I tried to avoid looking at them, to avoid getting distracted. I did notice that Damion was now in his own clothes ... and looking as sexy as ever. I also noticed how cute Charlie was, looking at him in that way for the first time. He was lean, with thick dark hair that fell down into his eyes, a cute button nose... I stopped myself. I told myself again that I was NOT going to get distracted. I had a lecture to give, and I didn't want to pop a boner in front of a hundred college students. I got the computer set up and readied my notes for the class. I wrote out a problem on the white board and then started the lecture. As I talked, I scanned the room and noticed that Nathan was not there. By the end of the class, Nathan had still not shown up. I had a faculty meeting that afternoon then went home and went for a run. Damion and I texted while I made dinner. He was at the campus dining center, having dinner with Charlie. "Charlie says hi," he texted. "Hi back," I wrote. "He wants to cum visit sometime can i bring him?" "I guess," I replied. The idea of a 3-way with the two hot freshmen made me instantly hard. I started imagining the different positions we could try out - Charlie in the middle of me and Damion, me in the middle of them, a cock in both holes ... Damn, I thought, I really have become a dirty old man! Tuesday was my graduate seminar, so I spent the morning preparing and then spent most of the afternoon in class and then meeting with students. On Wednesday, I was troubled to see that Nathan was again not in class. After the lecture, I texted Damion. "Nathan wasn't in class. How's he doing?" "Saw him yesterday at practice seemed okay". I was still worried, so when I got back to my office, I sent an email to Nathan: "It is important that I see you today. Please come by my office at 3." I grabbed a quick lunch at a campus snack bar then headed back to my office. I had an appointment with a student at 1, and then I read for my seminar. Just before 3, I went to my door and looked out. The hall was quiet. I left my door open just a crack, then went to my desk and stripped out of my clothes. I kicked off my shoes and took off my socks, unbuttoned my shirt and hung it over a chair, took off my undershirt, then unbuttoned and pulled off my pants. Last, I slipped off my boxer briefs, so that I was completely naked. I had a table in my room that was littered with books and papers. I piled these up to create a clear space. Then I reached into my backpack and pulled out a bottle of lube I'd been carrying around lately and set it on the table. Just then, I could hear footsteps coming down the hall, so I climbed up on the table, with my ass up and my head down, "assuming the position," as they say. There was a knock on the door, and I said, "Come in!" The idea that it might not be Nathan passed fleetingly through my mind, and I panicked for a moment, but when I heard the door open, there was a laugh that I knew was Nathan's. "Come fuck me," I said. He shut the door. "What the fuck, Prof?" I heard Nathan say. "Come fuck me," I said again. "I want you to breed me." He was silent for a minute, then I heard him walk across the room. "You want me to fuck you?" he asked quietly, sounding disbelieving. "I want you to fuck me and cum in my ass." He was silent for a long time, until I looked over my shoulder at him. He was just standing there, still fully clothed, his backpack on his back. "Prof, you don't have to do this. I got your point the other night. I'll leave you alone." I turned around and sat down and looked at him. "No, Nathan," I said. "I don't want you to leave me alone. I just want you to treat me and everybody else better." I gave him what I hoped was a sexy look. "And I want your dick inside me, because I like it. I want it, not because you're making me take you, but because you make my ass feel good and I want you to plant a load in me." Nathan stood there for a minute, thinking it over, then a grin crossed his face. He leaned in and kissed me, hard, with his tongue drilling deep in my mouth. "So you want me to breed your ass?" he asked and grabbed my ass in his hands. "Yes," I said. He dropped his backpack on the floor, and we kissed for awhile as he kneaded my ass with his hands. Then he pulled my ass up, pushing my back onto the table and dove at my asshole with his tongue. He licked all around my hole then stuck his tongue as deep as he could up my ass. He stood up and pulled down his sweats so that his hard uncut dick popped up. He grabbed the lube and greased his pole then pushed against my hole. I relaxed to let him in, and he slid inside without much trouble. He paused for a moment then pushed hard until he was all the way in. "Is that what you wanted, Prof?" "Yes," I grunted. "You wanted this hard cock inside you?" "Yes!" I was trying to keep it quiet, since this was my office, but it was difficult as he pounded hard into me. "You want my load, huh? You want me to breed you? Tell me you want it, bitch," he said. "I want you to fuck me hard. I want you to breed me." "Why should I give you my load?" "Cause I'm your bitch," I said, more grunting than speak as he slapped his body hard into mine. "That's right, you're my fucking bitch!" His dirty talk was pushing me over the edge. His cock was pounding so hard into me, rubbing against my prostate, making my own cock hard and leaking. "You're gonna take my fuckin' load, bitch!" he said and pushed all the way inside, groaning as I felt his cock swell as he unloaded in my guts. After a few shots, he paused, then I felt his cock twitch again, and then again. He stood there for a moment with his cock in my ass, then he pulled out. "Now it's my turn, Prof," he said. "What?" I asked, not understanding. "Now I want you to fuck me," he said. "Nathan," I said. "You don't have to do that. I like getting fucked by you. It's okay." "No," he said. "Fair is fair, and I want you to do me." "I don't top much, Nathan," I told him. "I want to feel you inside me," he said, wrapping his hand around my hard cock. "Nathan," I said. He took some the lube and squirted some onto my cock and looked me straight in the eyes as he rubbed it in. "I want you to fuck me, Prof." His mind was clearly made up, and I was still so hard and turned on that I was in no position to argue. I slid off the table, and Nathan lay down where I'd been. He pulled his legs up, exposing his beautiful smooth ass. I poured some lube on my finger and rubbed it around his hole then slid my finger in. He moaned quietly, and his ass clenched around my finger. I poured a bit more lube on, then moved my finger around. "Fuck me, Prof," he whispered. I took my finger out and squeezed some more lube on my cock, then I pressed it against his hole. His tight hole resisted for a moment, but then he relaxed and my cockhead pushed in. He moaned, and I paused, then I slowly pushed deeper inside. I felt him clench, then relax again, and I pushed in another inch. "Yes," he said and looked up into my eyes, with a longing expression. I leaned forward to kiss him, and I slowly started to move in and out. He grabbed my head with one hand and pulled me to him and kissed me ravenously. I put a hand on his cock and felt that he had gotten rock hard again. He began to push back against my thrusts, and we established a rhythm. But I didn't last long. After just a few minutes of rocking our bodies together, I unloaded. "I'm gonna cum!" I cried. "Fill me up, Prof, fill me up!" he said. I shuddered as I my dick twitched again and again in his ass, filling him with a huge load. He grabbed is own cock and quickly fired off another load that shot once onto his chest then a few more shots that dribbled down into his pubes. "Now I'm your bitch, too," he whispered. I pulled out, and a little of my cum leaked out of his ass. I reached with my finger and pushed it back inside. I went over to my desk and took some paper towels out of a drawer and gave them to him. He wiped the cum off his body, and we both wiped our cocks and our asses. He pulled up his sweats, and I put my clothes back on. As I got dressed, I talked to him. "Why weren't you in class this week, Nathan?" I asked him. "I dunno," he mumbled. "It just felt awkward. I thought you didn't want me there." "Nathan," I said, "I just didn't like being threatened." "I know," he said. "I love sex. I even love the kind of wild sex we've been having. But it was like you were blackmailing me. It wasn't cool." "But now we're even," he said. "I fucked you, and you fucked me." I realized that he had a sort of warped idea about sex and power, that the top was somehow in charge. "Nathan, that 's not really how it works," I told him. "It's just... It's just about being respectful. It doesn't matter whether you top or bottom." He was quiet. "I guess," he said. "But Joe told me I needed to be nicer. He said I needed to understand how the bottom feels." "So, Joe, huh?" I asked. "What's up with that?" "We've been hanging out." He looked up and smiled. "It's been fun." "Really?" I raised an eyebrow. "So ..." "Yeah, he's been topping me. But he's let me top him a few times too." He paused and shrugged. "We've been friends for a while. I didn't know he was into me." "Nathan," I said. "You know we can still play sometimes, if you want. Honestly, getting fucked in the gym was hot." I looked straight in his eyes. "But you can't force me or anyone else to do anything against their will. It has to be mutual." He looked back down at his feet. "I know." Then he looked back up. "Joe and I talked a lot. He told me what the guys were saying, why they were mad at me. And I get it." "Okay," I said. "Good." He looked at me with a wicked smile. "So we can still play? Maybe Joe and I could drop by sometime..." "Yes, you and Joe could drop by sometime." "Nice!" he said and headed out my office with a spring in his step. "And Nathan," I called after him. "I expect to see you in class on Monday!"