Just a bit twisted

Professor Rutledge's office door was dark and shiny.

Sean stared at it, trying not to notice the uncomfortable feeling in his stomach.His palms started to sweat, so he wiped it on his jeans.

Don't be stupid, he told himself.Rutledge was just a mortal, not a monster.No matter how bad he was, he could just say "no".

He could talk to him, explain his situation and hope Rutledge wasn't the jerk everyone thought he was.

"Is something wrong with you, Mr. Wyatt?" said a graceful, deep voice.

Sean almost jumped up.He turned around, wondering what to say.

"Student Wyatt?" Rutledge frowned, with a crease between his brows.

"I want to talk to you, sir."

"It's not my office hours," Rutledge said, unlocking the office door with his key and stepping inside.

He didn't close the door by the way, and Sean hesitated, not sure if the other party signaled him to follow in.

Rutledge sat down behind his huge desk and turned on his computer. "I won't wait for you all day, Wyatt," he said without looking at him.

Sean hurried into the house.He closed the door, walked to the desk and stopped.He looked around, but there was nothing to see.

"how?"

Sean forced himself to look at the man.

Rutledge eyed him impatiently.

Sean gripped the back of the chair in front of him. "As I said before, I want to talk about my credits."

Rutledge's lips pursed into a line. "I don't know what else to talk about. I'm not going to give second chances to students who don't qualify. You don't have time for most of my classes, and the quality of your work is abysmal, and now You want a passing grade. The syllabus has rules about attendance; students should read the rules and try to follow them. Frankly, I'm surprised you're a scholarship student students. If you still miss your scholarship, I'm afraid the only way to keep it is to drop the course."

"I can't drop your class - it's co-educational with another class I'm taking, and I'd lose my scholarship if I dropped both. So I have to pass your class, I can't drop it. I need a passing grade, teacher."

Rutledge gave him an impassive look. "You have only yourself to blame, Wyatt. You didn't get a higher grade for your performance. Your attendance, assignments, class participation, and test scores were all below expectations for this course. If you're here Tell me a tearjerking story and beg me to give you a good grade, save yourself. I've heard it all: sick old lady, kids to take care of, three jobs, blah blah blah. If you can't Or if you don’t want to study and study, then do me a favor: don’t waste each other’s time, just drop out of school.”

Sean's heart sank.Before that, he had hoped that Rutledge would push back the time to hand in his homework after hearing about his situation.But it is clear that Rutledge is not only immune but also rejects the so-called "tear-jerking story".

Sean clenched his jaw.His pride urged him to turn around and leave, but he couldn't.He can't afford to lose his scholarship.The sisters depend on him.

Suddenly, he recalled Christian's ridiculous suggestion.

"...It is said that Rutledge has no resistance to small fresh meat...I just said you can flirt or something, instead of being serious with him..."

"Student Wyatt?"

Sean flinched and looked back at the man with a flushed face.

"What are you still doing in my office? You can go."

Looking at Rutledge's hard expression, Sean couldn't imagine himself flirting with him anyway. "Flirting" and "Professor Rutledge" don't make a sentence at all, period.Besides, Sean didn't have much flirting experience: the few girls he'd ever had had hooked up with little effort.To tell the truth, he never bothered with such a thing.

Sean took a deep breath and met Rutledge's gaze. "Teacher, I..." He swallowed. "Is there any way I can get a better grade? I'm willing to do anything. Anything."

Rutledge stared at him.

Then he narrowed his eyes.

"Mr. Wyatt," he said at last. "Do you mean what I think you mean?"

Sean swallowed again.Is he?He wasn't even sure what that meant. "Uh, yes?"

Rutledge's nostrils flared.He leaned back in his chair, examining him intently. "Please make it clear to avoid misunderstanding."

Sean takes a quick look around the room, then looks down at his feet and shrugs.His sneakers are worn out, but he has no money to buy new ones. "I think you understand, sir."

silence.

Time passed by second by second.

"I get it," Rutledge said. "Lock the door and come over here."

Sean's stomach twitched.His legs were weak, and he walked to the door to lock it, while trying not to pay attention to the horrified little voice screaming at him in his head, what are you doing?

He looked away from Rutledge, walked around the desk and stood beside his professor, heart pounding in his throat.Rutledge turned his chair so he was face to face with Sean.Sean's eyes were locked on the professor's dark suit fabric.

"Kneel down," Rutledge said softly.

For him whose legs were already unsteady, kneeling down was a relief.

Rutledge lifted his chin with his fingers to raise his head, forcing Sean to meet his gaze.

"I can get you fired for this," he said.

Sean opened his eyes wide.

Sean cringed at the disgust on Rutledge's face. "I have students who never miss a class and work hard and get a C. Then there are guys like you with a pretty brain who think they'll get good grades by sucking my dick .”

Sean suddenly felt flushed.Hearing the word "dick" come out of Professor Rutledge's mouth was utterly eerie.Weird and downright nasty.

Rutledge squeezed Sean's jaw tighter. "Do you think that's fair, Wyatt?"

Sean swallowed, but he forced himself to meet the man's eyes firmly. "If you're going to sue the school board, don't forget that I didn't say a word about sucking your dick, Professor. You said it. If you dare to report me, I will report you too. "

A muscle in Rutledge's jaw was twitching. "You little pussy." He thrust his other hand into Sean's hair and yanked him into his crotch. "Fine. You want to pass, don't you? Get on with it. Be nice to me."

Sean opened his mouth and took a breath.

Rutledge laughed.It's not a friendly smile. "Is this going to back off?"

"No," Sean said firmly, reaching for his zipper and telling himself it was just a dick.He'd get a passing grade for sucking this man's dick once.How hard can it be?The smell was probably disgusting, but it wasn't going to kill him or anything.

That's right.

Slowly, he unzipped the professor's pants chain, and then...then his movements stopped.No matter how he tried to persuade himself, he couldn't move, as if he was frozen, staring at the lump wrapped under the man's black boxer briefs.

Rutledge made an annoyed sound. "Just as I thought. Get out, if you mess with me again—"

"No." Sean slid his hands into Rutledge's boxers and took hold of his cock.

After a while.

Sean didn't know whether to laugh hysterically or panic.In one hand he held another man's penis.Professor Rutledge's penis.

The thing was warm in his hand.That was the first thing that came to his mind.It was swelling, getting harder and harder every second.This made him flustered a little, but it also boosted his confidence.No matter what Rutledge says, his body wants him.

Sean gave a tentative pinch, then looked at the man.Rutledge remained unmoved.For some reason Sean was annoyed by this.he laughed. "Looks like you have an idea of ​​'a boy with a pretty head,' Professor."

Rutledge kept his mouth shut.Besides, he looked almost bored. "It's just a physical response to physical stimulation and a pretty face. It's not your fault for being good-looking, so there's nothing to show off. Hurry up, and if you're going to do it, stop wasting my time."

Sean glared at the other man hatefully as he jerked the cock to make it fully erect, watching the subtle changes in the man's breathing.The angle was very inconvenient, so he took out the other party's words.Something big and thick - very close to his face.close at hand.Sean licked his lips nervously, unable to look away.Look it's at least eight inches long.

Rutledge sighed, as if disgusted by his own body's reaction, and shifted slightly.The tip of his cock was against Sean's lips. "Suck quickly."

Sean took a careful breath.The smell is not that bad.He licked the head of his penis slightly.The smell...was weird, but far less terrible than he had imagined.He licked again.

The professor was grunting something, and he grabbed Sean's hair tightly. "Open your mouth." It was an order.

Sean did as he was told, and the gigantic cock head sank into his mouth.Sean sucked lightly.Part of him was still reeling from the fact that he had Professor Rutledge's cock in his mouth, but the heat and weight of the cock opening his mouth made it feel very, very real.

Staring intently into his face, Rutledge thrust his cock deeper, placing his hand heavily on the back of Sean's head.Sean met his gaze, blushed, and closed his eyes, resolving to focus only on what he had to do.The sooner Rutledge cums, the sooner it's over and the sooner he can forget about it.

But when he closed his eyes, his other senses suddenly came alive, and everything felt more clearly.

This is... so strange.Rutledge was hard and rough in his mouth and tasted like skin and something.It's weird, but not scary.Sean let out a sigh of relief, then sucked the cock head into his mouth again, a little deeper this time, trying carefully.He worried briefly that he wasn't doing it right, but told himself not to be stupid: there's no such thing as uncomfortable blowjob, right?

Sean sucked in a little deeper, swallowing as much of the huge cock as he could.He sucked it in, and then spit it out, gradually brewing a rhythm, trying to adapt himself.He was so engrossed, still counting silently, that even Rutledge didn't immediately react when he spoke to him.

With a soft click, the cock came out of Sean's mouth, and he looked up at Rutledge, the taste of him still on his tongue.He blinked and looked at him, and managed to suppress that ridiculous impulse, instead of asking the other party if he was doing well like a schoolboy eager to please his teacher. "What's the matter?" he asked then.As usual, whenever he was nervous, his tone of voice would appear a little arrogant.He's going to cover it up like that sometimes.

Rutledge watched him for what seemed a lifetime, his dark eyes with drooping upper lids and a bleary look.Finally he said, "Is this your first time sucking a cock, Wyatt?" Rutledge's voice was husky and guttural, and it sounded like he was the one with a cock in his mouth. People for a few minutes.

"Does it matter?"

Rutledge twisted his lips. "It doesn't matter. But it explains your poor job."

Sean showed sullen expression, and squeezed the opponent's firmness with his hands. "Your dick seems to think I have a good job."

Rutledge smiled contemptuously. "This only shows that we men are too easily aroused." He looked at Sean's lips. "Go on, but don't think too much about it. You didn't think about it in class, and you're thinking wildly when you shouldn't be thinking about it right now."

Sean glared at him bitterly, but nodded anyway.

He licked Rutledge's cock a few times, took it into his mouth, and fiddled with it as he pleased, robbing him of rhythm and concentration.

This time it was a mess.He sucks in as much as he can without choking himself, then backs away and spits it out, licking his way down Rutledge's cock and prodding his mouth with his tongue, where there's a bitter, salty taste.

He was bobbing his head back and forth sucking his teacher's cock, dribbling all over the place, and Sean tried not to imagine how obscene he would look like.Rutledge made a low guttural sound, pinned his head and poked it in, so it seemed that he must have done something right.Sean was relieved, so he continued to suck, quickening his mouth movements, ignoring the soreness in his jaw, and began to rub the part of Rutledge's cock that he couldn't contain.

"Open your eyes," Rutledge said through gritted teeth.

Sean complied, looking up at him.Their eyes met, and Sean blushed, consciously aware of his lips wrapping tightly around his professor's cock.His professor's cock.Fuck him.

"I'm going to fuck your mouth," Rutledge said, his tone as usual, as if his dick wasn't even in his student's mouth. "Sit down, I'll do it myself. Watch me."

Sean felt himself turn red from face to neck, but he did it anyway.Rutledge shifted, his big, powerful hands cupping his face.He withdrew the cock from Sean's mouth, leaving only the head inside.Sean looked at Rutledge.The man looked back at him, then thrust deeply into his mouth.Sean gasped violently, tried his best to suppress the urge to gag, and then tried his best to breathe along the gap between his penis and mouth. Even so, he still obeyed the order and kept staring into the professor's eyes.

Rutledge's nostrils flared and his eyes wandered over Sean's face.He backs out and back in.So repeat.Repeat.All this while staring at him.Sean was sure he was blushing because it felt so nasty.This guy was his professor—the scariest professor in school—and his professor was fucking his mouth.It was more than he could handle, it was overwhelming: the taste, the weight, the feel of Professor Rutledge's cock in his mouth, the intensity when Rutledge thrust into his mouth. Strong hands clasped his face tightly, Rutledge's breathing became heavier and heavier, his burning black eyes fixed on Sean's eyes——

Rutledge jerked his crotch and Sean almost choked, but he pulled back, hot cum rushing down the back of his throat in one continuous spurt after another.He coughed and spat the limp cock out of his mouth.

"Swallow it," Rutledge ordered.

Sean glared up at him, but complied, even though he couldn't swallow well.Thankfully, it didn't smell as nasty as he'd expected.

Rutledge looked down at him and took a deep breath.The next moment, his expression returned to normal.After taking his hand away from Sean, he took the words back. "It counts on you."

Sean didn't know whether to laugh or punch the bastard in the face.He stood up, wiped his swollen lips and said, "Thanks, Professor." His voice was hoarse and hoarse - all thanks to the Professor sucking his cock. "So, what about the credits?"

A muscle in Rutledge's face twitched.He couldn't look any hotter. "You can go out, Wyatt."

Sean is gone.

The door of the professor's office closed behind him, and Sean let out a breath.He couldn't believe he actually did it.He gave blowjob to another man.So many people, he just took his mouth and fucked Derek Rutledge for credit.

Sean blushed, looked around, and suddenly felt suspicious, as if everyone could guess what happened just by looking at him.But no one looked at him more.No one knows.

All is well.

at this point.He could put the episode behind him and pretend it never happened.

For now, he just wants Rutledge to keep his word.