The innocence of some never fails to amaze me.
It was the end of the year. The current batch of students that I’d been tutoring for a couple of years were moving on to their research-based placements, heading off to various groups in the department, and they’d decided to swing by one last time. Of course in this instance they didn’t dare to knock or open the door , but I could tell from the sound of their trying not to breathe too loudly, and the slight shifts of shadows around the doorframe as their peered through. Oh guys, you really do think that you’ve caught me fucking the boyfriend on my desk, don’t you?
The don’t question why the desk has been moved to an angle that can be seen from the edge of the door, or even why the door has been left ever so slightly ajar. Why, they fail to ask themselves, are the curtains drawn but only to darken the room around the desk, so that the light reflects from my back and glutes as I slowly thrust into my partner (who is visibly in a state of bliss as he grips his hardon). Sure, his trousers are yanked down (up?) to his knees in the style of a quick fuck, but come on, look around at the obvious staging and the aesthetic!
For intelligent guys, they can be so fucking dumb. Or trusting, either/or really…
So I keep going, dragging some soft moans from the boyfriend as I rock back to leave just the head of my dick in him, then push forward to the hilt so that his prostate gets the full effect of my shaft. Quickening the pace until I’m powering these long strokes into him, he knows that I’m close to cumming. And so too do the shadows at the door.
At that sweet point (you know, when you can no longer stop but you feel so tight and on fire that the fullness of your nuts and dick seems to spread from your ass all the way up to your sternum) I slow right down, holding myself on the edge. Then I turn to look straight at the door. I can see them, and they can see me as I thrust one final time. I hold their gaze as I start to shoot my load, breeding my lover who spasms around me as if to draw my semen into himself.
There I stay. Breathing heavily, dripping sweat and with cum dripping from the hole that’s gently milking the last drops from my dick. And with a look that says ‘I know you, and I know you’re there’.
Oh boys, I wonder what it was like for you to realise your tutor wasn’t caught in the act, as you thought, but rather used the act to catch you. After all, you may not be my students any more, but I’ll damned well make sure some of you come back for some extra classes.
These two guys fuck and seed the same bottom. The first guy’s penis pulses out his semen around 1:45. Then, the second guy fucks and breeds him around 7:30 with the first guy’s seed oozing out everywhere.