SEDUCED BY THE STUDENT
THE HOMECOMING DANCE
"Evan admitted it all to me: he was straight until he saw me teaching his class in those sweatpants that showed everything. 'Please', he begged. 'I need to suck you.'"
I was sitting in my car outside of the college dance hall, relieving the tension I'd built up over homecoming night. Sure, homecoming night is a defining moment for any young man, but for me? The professor? It was hell on earth.
I was halfway through a stroke, my hand down my pants, when I saw my student Evan fighting with his girlfriend. He left her in tears, but he found me jerking off in my car in public. I found out the reason sweet Evan never put out for his girlfriend: he was saving it all for me.
Like Evan, I'm straight. I've never been interested in men before. But there was something about Evan's full lips and those begging puppy dog eyes. It was his first time, but I was going to stuff every hole that boy had until he was screaming my name in the college parking lot.