Richie woke up early the morning of his first day of Junior year classes. From the minute his eyes opened he was feeling extra horny that morning. His morning wood was so hard the tent in his white jockeys was obvious. Richie brushed his teeth and took a shower and shaved his face. Despite his best efforts, his boy dick just wouldn’t quit. He took a wank and dropped a nut into the sink, hoping that by emptying his balls he’d focus more on his education.
Richie decided on a tank top and shorts for his first day, and as he walked down the stairs, that nasty witch downstairs neighbor looked in his direction and shook her head in disgust. Every time she laid eyes on him Richie could sense her judgment. He’d yet to speak a word directly to her. And, her critical glances did nothing to stop Richie from now almost daily morning feedings.
Richie decided to pay Paul a visit that morning, just to spite this wench. By now, Paul had left his front door unlocked so Richie can just come on in and blow Paul’s cock every morning. That morning, Paul knew Richie would be up early for school, and he was ready and stroking in his recliner watching a young cocksucker blow an older man on his smart tv. Richie dropped to his knees and got to work. Paul removed his fist from his fat cock and let Richie do his thing. Paul clasped his arms behind his head and pointed his eyes downward watching as Richie luxuriated in pleasuring his manhood, as he’d been doing for nearly three months now.
Richie always feasted on that dick like it was the first time he’d had it. By now he knew exactly what pleasured Paul’s cock the most. No hands, and as much deepthroating as he could without gagging, using lots of tongue on his thick mushroom head. Paul loved how Richie would lick his balls and rub them all over his face. He’d never met anyone so young and eager. Paul finally grunted and fed Richie his daily breakfast. Richie wiped his face with his forearm and thanked Paul for the treat before staring down the disgruntled neighbor and licking his lips, and ultimately taking off on his bicycle to class.
The first class of the day was Abnormal Psych taught by a frumpy older woman who spoke in a monotonous tone. Richie had a hard time staying focused and his mind began to drift. He looked around the large classroom and began to look at the other fellas in his class. Seated in the back row was Mike, the guy from the LGBT club, and also the guy who’s been fucking him at least once a week over the summer. The two exchanged knowing glances towards one another in acknowledgment of their familiarity, but they were in no position to speak sitting so many rows apart.
Mike waited for Richie after class and asked Richie if he was down to fuck after class. Richie told him to come by around 3:00 because he had to report to work by 5:00. Mike had a Social Psych class next and Richie had a short walk to his Dev Psych class. Upon walking in the classroom, Richie was taken with Professor Sinner right away. Tall, reddish-blonde hair, green eyes, well-cropped goatee, glasses, nice build, wearing khakis and a white button down shirt and blue tie, sleeves rolled up to the elbow exposing light furry forearms. But then Richie spotted the gold wedding ring and his heart sank knowing this man was off the market, not that he had a chance with his professor anyway.
Professor Sinner greeted and welcomed the students as they arrived and when his eyes laid upon Richie he couldn’t help but notice Richie’s good looks, his tight body exposed in the tank top and tight white shorts showing off that pretty ass. He greeted Richie with an unexpected wink as Richie took a seat in the front row.
Professor Sinner reviewed the class syllabus with his students and began to discuss the very first chapter in their texts. All the while, he attempted to steal glances in Richie’s direction. He stumbled on his words a few times, distracted by this hot young student sitting right in the front row. As he discussed the topic at hand, his mind periodically drifted thinking about how great his cock would feel inside that young sweet asshole. Professor Sinner began to sweat as his dick was challenging his brain and prayed that he’d make it through class before saying something he couldn’t take back.
Throughout the class, Richie thought he noticed the professor looking over to him periodically and he blushed. At the same time, he never imagined this very good-looking, clearly straight man would be interested in him. When class ended, he left the room and walked to grab a snack before his 12pm lecture.
Later that afternoon, Richie returned home and took another shower. He was sweaty from the bike ride as it still was very hot on this late summer day. He wanted to be freshly clean for Mike who was due to come by at any moment. When Mike did arrive, Richie was still wrapped in a towel as there was no point to get dressed when he knew he’d be naked shortly anyway. When Mike saw Richie was already stripped he was very pleased. Mike was all about breeding Richie’s butt, no fanfare.
Mike pulled his shorts down to his ankles, spit on his hand and began to rub his dick. Richie bent over the bed to show off his willing pucker and soon Mike was ready. He spit a large wad right into Richie’s bulls-eye and slid his dick right inside. Mike slapped Richie’s reddening butt a few times and gripped onto Richie’s waist, digging his fingernails into his skin as he cock grew harder and harder. It didn’t take all but 10 minutes for Mike to reach orgasm, screaming out to God as he sperm jets filled Richie’s guts.
Richie went to work with Mike’s load still inside him and loved how much of a whore he was for doing so. All the while his unsuspecting coworkers and customers had no idea he’d already swallowed a nut that morning and chased it down with a second load up his ass.
Two days later, classes were in session. Richie started the morning as he did most mornings, settling into a routine of showering, shaving, and swallowing (Paul’s load). Mike and Richie sat beside each other during Ab Psych class. They sat in the back and Richie discreetly groped Mike’s cock while Mike licked a finger and placed it inside Richie’s ass.
By the time Richie went to his next class his ass was craving dick and he looked in heat. Professor Sinner noticed a look of desperation on Richie’s face and asked if he was ok as he walked by to find an open seat. Richie said he was feeling flushed and frustrated but otherwise he was fine. The professor offered his availability after class if Richie needed to talk. Richie said he’d think about it.
This time the professor was not as discreet as he taught the class. He held Richie’s gaze seconds at a time in regular intervals, once again his cock was betraying him, fighting hard not to bone up and leak but Richie was just too sexy and it was a futile attempt to deny his attention to his own student. Sure, Professor Sinner had fucked a student or two over the years, but he sensed something different from Richie. He could sense Richie’s slut-dom right away. The professor saw Richie for what he was, a desperate whore that for sure had been taken hundreds of dicks. Those other boys he’d fucked weren’t broken in. The Professor looked forward to having his way with Richie, he knew it was bound to happen sooner or later.
After the lecture ended, Richie did stay behind and walked towards the professor. When the room emptied, his appropriately named, Professor Sinner groped Richie’s ass.
”You know young man, you should be arrested for showing off your ass like that. But pigs like you do whatever it takes to find available dick, am I right?”
Richie was taken aback by the professor’s tone. Throughout his lecture, his tone was kind and thoughtful. Now his tongue was sharp and degrading.
“Professor, I’m not sure what you mean?”
“Don’t you lie to me, son. I see you for exactly what you are. Follow me, I need to get in that ass. I bet you’re already seeded, boy, am I right?”
”No, Sir. Not yet. I did suck my downstairs neighbor off every morning, though.”
“I knew it. I bet you’ve had hundreds of dicks. How old are you, 20, 21? Must have daddy issues, most of you whores do. Luckily for me, I don’t mind you working out your issues with my dick up your ass.”
“Wait, what are you saying, Professor? You wanna fuck me or something? I don’t even know you like that? Isn’t it against the rules for you to fuck a student? Aren’t you married?”
“You talk too much and ask too many questions. Sluts like you don’t squeal unless they have a dick up their ass. My marriage is none of your concern. Now follow me to my office and let’s get this settled.”
Richie could hardly believe his married professor was actually wanting to fuck him. He never imagined for real that this was even a possibility. Like a puppy, he followed the professor into the corridor and off to the left was an office door. The two stepped inside and the door was locked from the inside.”
The professor took a seat behind his desk.
“Get over here and let me see that ass.”
Richie took a few steps and the professor turned him around and yanked down his shorts and white briefs in one hard pull. The professor began running his hands over Richie’s tight glutes, moaning, “yes, yes, just what I hoped for, a sweet ass you got here. Bend over and show me that pig hole.”
Professor Sinner pried Richie’s cheeks apart as Richie bent down.
”oh yeah, that gape got mileage, whore. A fucking nice used pussy hole. Fuck yeah!”
The professor slapped Richie’s butt cheeks a few times then planted his face in Richie’s crack, worming his tongue into Richie’s swollen man hole. He spit and then used a finger and pushed inside. When Richie’s hole was wet and ready, the professor stood, pushed his cock from his pants and lined up his cock with Richie’s hole. The professor wasted no time to push his eight inches bone deep.
“Take my cock, whore. You know this is why you exist. That’s my professional opinion, you are a filthy fucking whore”, verbally humiliating Richie with every stroke.
“Look at that fucking pussy swallowing my cock with no resistance. Fuck, fate brought this slut hole to me to use all semester. I’m gonna wear it out and tear it up until you can’t sit right. Fucking turn you into the slut you need to be!”
The professor slapped Richie’s ass a few more times and pulled his arms back and held his wrists tightly as his cock continued to invade and pummel inside Richie. When the professor let go of his grip on Richie’s wrists, his hands found Richie’s shoulders and that’s when his hips really got going and his cock glided in and out, frothy pre cum covering his cock and slicking up that asshole like a real pussy.
Soon, the professor was ready to unload and announced it.
”Fucking filthy swine. Open up that ass I’m gonna fuckin breed that whore hole. Getting close, pig. Fuck yeah, don’t you fucking move I’m gonna shoot, OHHH FUCK, Ooooooh FuUUUucK! Here it comes, whore! OHHHHH FUUUUCCCKKK!”
The Professor hadn’t come in five days since he last fucked his wife. There was so much cum dripping down Richie’s taint. When the professor pulled out he growled,
“now get the fuck outta here and be ready for me Friday, fuck hole!”
Richie’s hole was flooded and wet. The bicycle ride home was bumpy and loose cum was pouring out that ass, staining his shorts. Richie dismounted and walked by Paul’s place on his way to the stars.
“You have a wet spot on your ass, Richie. What did you sit in puddle?”
”Ummm, not exactly.”
”Ok then, did someone flood your ass?”
Richie blushed and didn’t exactly answer.
“Who was it, some professor?”
”I promised I wouldn’t tell, Paul. Hey, I gotta go jerk off and get ready for work, ttyl”.
Paul stopped asking questions and Richie stepped out of his clothes. The back of his jockeys were soaked in semen. Richie placed the fabric over his nose and began to breathe deeply. That semen smelled so potent, so Alpah-raw, Richie used his tongue to lick the briefs and that made his dick twitch. He took it out and it took less than 10 strokes to get him off.
Richie cleaned up quickly and got dressed for work.
