“We have time,” Greg said.
“Not a lot.”
“I know. That’s part of the fun.”
“You and I have wildly different definitions of fun.” But at that moment, Ethan forced himself to repress a smile. Maybe this was a little fun for him, only because it was so wildly un-Ethan-like.
Greg closed the office door with care, letting it click shut. He took Ethan’s hand, which made him forget about Professor Sharpe for a second, and they walked to the bookcase.
“It’s an empty office at the end of the hall. Nobody’s coming in here.” Then Greg’s lips creased into one of his smirks. “Probably.”
“Probably?”
He shrugged. “You never know.”
Ethan went to close the blinds, but Greg blocked his hand. “Nobody’s going to see us either. We’re two stories up.”
Greg reached into his warm-up pants and readjusted his probably growing erection. That got Ethan’s heart racing.
But we’re surrounded by other professors! They’ll hear us!
“Seven minutes until Sharpe possibly returns to his office,” Greg said.
“How do you know it’s seven minutes?”
“It’s an educated guess. Now get on your knees.”
Ethan did as he was told and felt a rush from Greg’s command. As much as Greg could get on his nerves and as much as Greg seemed to make a sport out of making Ethan uncomfortable, he knew in that moment, he was wanted.
He was eye-level with Greg’s nether region, which was flat and grey. His pants hid any type of protuberance. Ethan placed his palms on his thighs, hoping that would calm him down. It didn’t. Being in this office mixed with Greg moments away from unveiling himself sent Ethan into overdrive. He was so scared and excited that he didn’t know which feeling would win out. They caused an electric current to surge through him.
“You ready?” Greg peered down at him with a smile, but then it faded into a concerned look. “Be honest.”
Ethan nodded. His hands gripped Greg’s elastic waistband, but he couldn’t go farther. He took a deep breath. He had only given a blowjob once, to a guy he’d met online last summer. Not his proudest moment. Ethan had worried about getting an STD the whole time. Here, he was dealing with a totally different beast. Emphasis on the beast.
Greg placed his hands over Ethan’s and massaged them. His thumbs swirled circles by Ethan’s thumbs. It actually seemed a little sweet, like maybe Greg understood how scary this was for him. He then unsheathed his sword.
Ethan was face to face with Greg’s dick, dangling there like the rope he’d had to climb in gym class. It quickly stood at full attention. He took it in his hand and leaned forward, enveloping Greg in his mouth.
“Yes,” Greg moaned, and it made Ethan moan, too.
He wasn’t sure what he was doing. He was a guy, though, so he had basic instincts on how to work with Greg’s equipment. Still, he figured Greg had probably had better from some sorostitute. Ethan was a hard worker who wanted to do a good job and refused to embarrass himself. This would be an A-plus blowjob—or at least an A-minus—no matter what. He wasn’t sure what Greg liked, so he tried different tactics to see what got the best reaction.
He moved his hand and mouth in synchronized motion, letting more of Greg enter his mouth each time he went down. Greg ran his fingers through Ethan’s hair and tried to grab a clump before probably realizing it was too short. One of the many differences between getting blown by a guy versus a girl. Ethan raised his free hand up to Greg’s firm six-pack, feeling the wonder that was Greg’s body.
It made Ethan move his hand and mouth faster.
“Fuck yeah,” Greg whispered. “You like sucking dick in a professor’s office?”
“So far, yes,” Ethan said, then looked up. “Wait, that was a rhetorical question, wasn’t it?”
Greg pushed Ethan’s head back into the fray. He kept making noises of pleasure that drove Ethan wild. For now, in this moment, he had power over Greg. He could make this boy moan and tremble. He felt his reservations falling off him, making him lighter, more nimble, more ravenous.
He pulled Greg’s dick out of his mouth. It was rock-hard and thick and mighty and shiny from his saliva. Ethan gripped it in his fist, and his eyes widened. He wanted it. More than anything else in this world, he wanted it. He didn’t know what he was doing here, but he didn’t care. Only one thing mattered.I want that big, fucking dick in my fucking mouth right fucking now.
Damn, that felt good to say.
Ethan shoved it back in and went down to the base.
