The Lecture Series

After the Lecture (Part 1)

"Is that a promise?" Mew asked.

"Yes, Mew. God!"

Mew squeezed him one more time before picking him up, his legs wrapped around him automatically as Mew's hands gravitated towards his plump ass. Mew staggered over to the desk with Gulf in his arms and set him down gently on the edge of the desk. He stepped between Gulf's legs and placed his hands on his thighs, pressing down. Gulf moved his hands from Mew's shoulders and grabbed the hem of his shirt pulling it above his head.

"I need these clothes off!" Gulf said frantically, the sooner the clothes were off, the sooner he would have Mew filling his body, pounding into him. The thought made him clench in anticipation.

"Lift your hips."

Gulf set his hands on the desk and lifted his hips as Mew undid the button and zipper. He grabbed the waist of the tight jeans and pulled them down roughly. His erection strained upwards, precum leaking from the slit and he hissed as air hit his dick. Mew's eyes rounded in shock when he realized that Gulf had no underwear. His eyes darted to Gulf's face and he grinned evilly.

"I learned after last time." Gulf murmured and winked at him.

Mew chuckled as the memory of the last encounter flitted through his mind.

"I love how filthy you are Gulf" he replied and caressed his cheek. Gulf smiled and slid his hands into Mew's hair pulling him towards him.

"Then why don't you show me how much by how hard you fuck me." He suggested and took Mew's bottom lip between his teeth and pulled. Mew grunted and reached behind Gulf and raked everything off the desk. A loud crash resounded as books tumbled and papers fluttered to the floor. Mew put his hand in the center of Gulf's chest and pushed him backwards, laying him down on the desk. A gush of precum leaked out as Gulf tried to hold off, but with how aroused he was, this was not going to take long.

"Hurry professor" he said demurely fluttering his lashes, knowing the effect that had on Mew. He wanted it rough and he wanted it now.

Mew's eyes narrowed and he ripped his shirt off, the buttons flying in all different directions as the shirt hung off his shoulders leaving his chest exposed. Gulf sat up slightly and ran his hand along the muscles of his stomach and chest.

"Lean back and put your hands on the edge of the desk" Mew ordered as he trailed his hands over his hips and up towards his side before landing at his chest. His fingers brushed over Gulf's nipples and then pinched hard, leaving Gulf gasping. He arched his back reflexively and was surprised when one of Mew's arms wrapped around the arch in his back, holding him in that position. His other hand drifted down to his dick fingers wrapping around the length as he stroked and placed open-mouthed kisses along his stomach and chest.

"You're leaking so much" Mew commented as his hand kept up a languid pace.

"It's because of you." Gulf replied as his eyes roved Mew's body basking in the sight of his perfection.

"Can you reach the drawer under your hand?" Mew asked. Gulf reached for the drawer and opened it easily enough, his tall body stretched out on the desk.

"There is lube and a condom in there, hand them to me."

Gulf dug through the drawer blindly until he felt the familiar bottle and box under his fingertips. He pulled them out successfully and held them out to Mew. Mew retrieved them and opened the bottle with one hand as he continued stroking Gulf.

"You're going to have to stop Mew, I'm close already." Gulf warned as he shut his eyes, trying to stave off his release.

"We can't have that" Mew teased and released Gulf's dick. He poured lube on his fingers.