Monthly Archives: May 2016

Educating the Straight Professor

Aaron had always loved a challenge, and Professor Myers had quite unintentionally and rapidly become an irresistible one.

Handsome and popular, Aaron is graduating as the star quarterback of the university football team. Four years have taught him he owns the school, and after setting foot in Professor Myer’s class, he knows what he wants to take as his final prize.

Jeremy Myers has always been a bit bookish, even for a professor, but under his reserved exterior there’s a whole lot more trying to get out. For all the brains that got him a faculty job so young – and they’re all telling him to stay away from the well-built jock in his 302 class – his body seems more than ready to betray him. All it can take is one little moment of opportunity to open the door to all the things he insists he doesn’t want …

Reader Advisory: These stories are for mature audiences only and feature intensely erotic situations, first time gay experiences, well-hung college jocks, rough anal sex, submissiveness and dominance. All characters are 18 or older.


By the third week of classes, Jeremy had settled into things. After the initial onslaught of new faces, there wasn’t all that much about the job that he couldn’t handle or new surprises to put him on his back foot.

Well, except for Aaron Ross in his 302 course. That was different entirely.

When he’d been a student, it was guys like Aaron that he’d watched from afar with a mixture of nervousness and curiosity. He was about as unlike the beefy jocks as a guy could be, but in his secret, most private moments he couldn’t deny he was intrigued by their simple exuberance and enjoyment of life. All those muscled, hard-working bodies and camaraderie and brotherhood. And Aaron intrigued him more than the rest, because he wasn’t just some dumb muscle head he could pretend to himself he was too smart to respect.

No, Aaron had more than enough of a brain. Maybe he was a little too smart for his own good. It was like he could see through Jeremy, and see every little piece of him Jeremy didn’t want him to see. He could see every little hint of nervousness and shyness. He made him feel like a boy again, with all the tentativeness of his lack of sexual experience coming back to him.

And that was probably the way to put it. Something about Aaron made him regret how little he’d gone looking for more, sexually speaking. It’s not that he’d avoided things; he just didn’t have time. And the more he didn’t have time, the less he let himself think about it. Sure there had been a couple things here or there, but nothing stuck and nothing that took him out of his comfort zone. Why was it that Aaron seemed to be able to do that just by walking in the door? Jeremy was straight, after all.

The first day had been the worst, when Aaron had stayed back to talk to him after class. He could still remember the way a whole flock of butterflies had exploded in his stomach when he had looked up and met the Aaron’s eyes. Jeremy could remember the way he felt like time was moving too fast. He could remember that moment when Aaron’d leaned in to be close to him … Most of all, he remembered seeing that unspoken desire in his eyes as Aaron looked at him, right before he turned and left Jeremy shaking in the classroom.

Even three weeks later, the memory was enough to make his heart beat a little faster.

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Punishing the Bully

Michael might be used to getting his way, but soon the would-be bully is going to find out he likes getting pushed up against a desk and taught some manners, too.

He’s discovered a dirty little secret about one of his classmates, and Michael is sure his victim will do anything to keep it quiet. But as soon as he puts his scheme into action, the whole thing backfires and Professor Bradford finds out about it. When he asks Michael to stay after class, the college jock knows it can mean nothing good, but he has no idea the professor is going to bring in Michael’s secret gay crush to help in the punishment …

Reader Advisory: These stories are for mature audiences only and feature intensely erotic situations, first time gay experiences, rough anal sex, dominant alpha males, curious younger college jocks, submissiveness and dominance. All characters are 18 or older.


It was beyond humiliating, and it hadn’t even started yet. Worst of all was that it felt like exactly what I deserved. I’d been acting childishly and he was treating me like a child. Now there was nothing I could do but squirm and take it.

His hand rested on my ass cheek for a moment, and then he reached around beneath me and opened the fly of my pants. I stiffened as he drew them down my legs and let them crumple to my ankles. Cool air flowed over my thighs. God, how had I gotten myself into this position? Why was my heart racing? And why was I getting hard? And I was. I was getting embarrassingly stiff. I didn’t dare risk looking down, but I could only imagine it was starting to get obvious. Why was this turning me on so much?

“Count for me, Michael,” he said.

“Yes, sir,” I said quietly.

I heard it even before I felt it. It was a great, swishing thwack as his palm landed on my presented ass. I flinched, and sudden, stinging pain enflamed my lower half. I had to bite my lip to keep from making a sound.

“One, sir,” I gasped.

His hand came down again.

I gasped and blinked water from my eyes. “Two, sir,” I moaned.

His hand was tight on my hip as he spanked me. He wasn’t holding back. Each time felt like it was opening me up and exposing me to a new level of stinging, humiliating discomfort. I shifted and wriggled involuntarily, but all doing that accomplished was exposing different angles of me for punishment.

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