Educating the Professor

by Sean Michael

  “Thanks for coming in. I know it’s frustrating, but you’re going to have to continue to be proactive about this. Until he steps over that line, we can’t actually do anything. So call next time he confronts you. Keep bringing this kind of thing in.” Simmons stood and held out his hand. “Stay safe.”

  “Yes, sir.” He shook Simmons’s hand and then smiled at Dave. “You ready?”

  Dave stood as well. He nodded at the detective and took Kenn’s hand. “Let’s go home.”

  “Sounds good.” He didn’t look around, pretended that there was no one on earth but them.

  Dave kept hold of his hand as they left, seeming to be pretending right along with him. “Did you read that cozy mystery I suggested?” Dave asked as they walked.

  “I did. It was clever. Made me laugh out loud a couple of times.”

  “Cool. I thought you’d like that one. We should go to the bookstore on Saturday after swimming.”

  “You’re not going to let me go to bed for the weekend, are you?”

  “No, I am not. We are not going to let your insane ex dictate our days.” Dave nudged his shoulder. “So I have a question for you.”

  “A question? Shoot.”

  “You know what a safeword is, don’t you?”

  “What?” Of course he did. He read.

  “I think you should pick one.” Dave said it like he’d say the sky was blue.

  “What? Me? I can’t—” His heart started pounding.

  “Of course you can. I think you need to. Because it means you have control, and I think you need that.”

  “I don’t know.” He ducked his head, making a beeline for the house.

  Dave caught up to him easily. “Kenn. We both know you’re into the stuff you looked up. I am too. I’m not him. I’m not going to hurt you.”

  “No. I know that.” That deserved eye contact. “I know that.”

  Dave stopped him right on the sidewalk in front of his place and gave him a warm hug. “Good. Good. I want to explore things with you, Kenn. I want to turn you on and make you happy.”

  “Come inside, hmm?” Where it was safe.

  “That’s the plan, babe. You’re going to pick a safeword, and we’re going to explore these things that turn you on.”

  “Huxley,” he whispered.

  “Was that his last name?”

  “No. No, Aldous Huxley. The writer. I would never bring him into… us.”

  A warm smile bloomed across Dave’s face. “Oh. That’s perfect.”

  “I want to go inside now.”

  “Of course.” They went in and upstairs to his rooms. Dave locked the door once they got inside, and finally they were safe.

  “I’m going to… take a nap.”

  “No, I don’t think so. We’re going to make love. We’re going to play. We’re not going to let him affect our love life.”

  “He already has.” He closed the curtains tight.

  Dave tilted his head. “How so?”

  “He’s made me scared to try.”

  “Well, I’m going to help you, okay? Help you get past being scared.”

  “Come sit for a minute. I’ll turn on some music, and we can veg.”

  “We can talk about the things you want to explore. Now that you have a safeword, and we’ve started the discussion.”

  He didn’t have anything in his head, not really.

  Dave drew him down onto the bed. “Or we can make love and hold each other. I won’t push tonight. Not after this last week. But I will push eventually. I will ferret out the things you hold so close to the vest.”

  Kenn snuggled in, not wanting anything but to remember how to breathe, to be held a minute.

  Dave sat back and wrapped around him. “You’re safe. I have you.”

  “And I have you.” For what that was worth.

  “I’m glad. Thank you.” They lay together for a few minutes. “It’s dark, and we’re safe and together. We could talk.”

  “Okay. We can.” It was easier, here in the darkness.

  “Should I tell you about some of the things I think about? Some of the things I want to do? Or do you want to start?”

  “Can you? Please?” He felt so… naive. Untried.

  “I totally can. I know you’ve read a lot of stuff, but if you have any questions, feel free to interrupt and ask, okay?”

  “Sure. Of course.” God, was this real?

  “Great.” Dave kissed the top of his head. “So I’m a Dom. I knew that from early on. Thank you, internet. I mean, I don’t know how people knew about BDSM before it. Not unless you knew someone who knew someone, etc. But I was able to explore early on through reading, and I knew. I also knew where to go when I was ready to start interacting with people.”

  “Were you frightened?” He leaned in, breathing a little quickly.

  “I was nervous and excited. It was new and amazing and, yeah, a little terrifying.”

  Kenn played with Dave’s fingers. He couldn’t imagine trying this in public. Seriously.

  “I learned a lot at a club, watching Doms with their subs. Sometimes people let me help so I could understand how to play safely.”

  “It was quite formal, was it?”

  “It was specifically a BDSM club, and safe, sane, and consensual were very important. That’s where I learned that the safeword is key, and the sub has a lot of power. Even if it doesn’t seem that way. That’s also where I learned that there are as many different ways to have sex as there are people having sex, and as long as everyone is onboard, there is no ‘bad’ sex, no ‘perverts.’” Dave kissed his temple. “There are pairs that never have sex—either in the club or in private. They only need the power exchange.”

  They were both quiet for a long moment, Dave letting Kenn digest everything he’d said.

  “Your turn, Kenn?” Dave suggested.

  “Well, I’ve read the literature for research. I’ve read a lot. I didn’t expect how varied things could be.”

  “That’s one of my favorite parts about it. That and how my kink is okay and your kink is okay, too, even if it’s not my kink.”

  “Right. I found videos, images online. I was intrigued.”

  “Oh good. I was going to ask what interested you the most. What turned you on.”

  “I don’t know how to answer that out loud.” At least it was dark, right? “I watched a couple of videos over and over.”

  “So tell me about the videos.”

  What if he said things that disgusted Dave? He didn’t know if he could handle that.

  Dave hugged him tight. “Babe? You know you can tell me anything?”

  “I’m scared that you’ll think I’m nasty. I care so much about your thoughts.”

  “I watched a man tied to a St. Andrew’s Cross being beaten with pine boughs, and the scent of pine will forever be a turn-on.”

  “What?” Oh, that was fair. That was fair. “I w-watched a video with a man chained up and taking a big cock as his legs and arms gave out.”

  “Mmm. Do you have that bookmarked? We could watch it together.”

  He didn’t say anything, but he nodded.

  “You said a couple of videos. What was the other one like?” Dave asked, voice husky.

  “It’s your turn.” He would answer as long as Dave did too.

  “You’re right. I was invited to help a pair of Doms once with their sub. They needed someone to bring water, lube, towels, keep everyone hydrated, etcetera. They double penetrated him. I had never seen anything like it. I didn’t know you could even do that, but they did, and the bliss on their sub’s face was incredible.”

  “A pair? That sounds… hard.”

  “He was unbelievably happy when it was over. Fulfilled.” Dave nudged him. “Your turn, babe.”

  “I’ve seen…. I have one with body piercings and chains and… and a plug in the guy’s cock.”

  Dave’s hand dropped down, fondling Kenn’s cock through his slacks. “You would look so sexy with a plug in your peni
s, a little jewel at the top.”

  Oh, maybe they should have taken their clothes off.

  Dave licked his earlobe, then asked softly, “You wanna get naked and watch your videos together?”

  “Uh-huh….” His voice was tiny.

  “I was hoping you’d say that.” Dave pulled Kenn’s shirt out of his waistband and began tugging it up. “I love this—exploring you. With you.”

  He shivered and raised his arms so Dave could pull the shirt right off. Dave tossed it aside, then touched his nipples. “So the one with the penis plug. The guy had his nipples pierced, didn’t he? What else was pierced?”

  “His cock. There were chains and things. His Master was teasing him.”

  “Mmm. Driving him crazy?” Dave pinched his nipples, both at the same time.

  “Uh… uh-huh.” He arched over the touch, whimpering softly.

  “Can you imagine having those piercings?” Dave pinched his nipples again, then one hand headed south, fingers pushing beneath his waistband.

  “I….” God yes. He gasped, trying not to shake apart.

  Dave used his other hand to open the top button of Kenn’s slacks and tug down the zipper, and then his other hand found his cock and wrapped around the head. Dave pressed against Kenn’s slit with his thumb. “I know a place where we could get you pierced.”

  He shook his head, his cock jerking in Dave’s fingers. God he was burning alive. “We can’t.”

  “Why not?” Dave asked, pinching his cockhead.

  “Be-because.” He wanted his pants off, wanted to be bare with Dave.

  “That’s not an answer. I know a place that’s clean, safe, and very discreet. Don’t you want to know what a piercing here—” Dave pinched the edge of his cockhead this time. “—would feel like?”

  He cried out, the sound wild, sharp. Needy.

  “I want to do it. I want to watch you as the needle pierces your nipples, your cock.” Dave let go of his cock, tugging at his slacks and his underwear, trying to get them off.

  He helped, then he tugged at Dave’s shirt. “You too.”

  “Uh-huh.” Dave wriggled and shifted him and grunted but managed to get naked. When he was done, Dave pulled Kenn back against him, skin on skin, and Dave was so aroused, cock like a brand.

  “H-hey.” They breathed together, both of them panting.

  “You have me so turned-on.” Dave ran his hands up and down Kenn’s body.

  “Yes. Me too.” He pushed into the touch.

  “Let’s watch your favorite of those two videos. I’ll touch you the entire time we watch it.” Dave nuzzled against his ear. “And then we’ll find one of mine. Fair, babe?”

  “Uh-huh. Fair.” He was being as brave as he could as he grabbed his tablet and pulled up Bing.

  Dave nuzzled his neck and petted his sides and legs as he brought up the video, the touches easy and exciting at the same time.

  The first one that loaded was the submissive chained to the ceiling, feet on two stacks of books. There was a fat dildo attached to the ground and pointed at his ass and a man in leather wielding a flogger.

  “Oh wow, that’s already pretty damn hot.” Dave slid his hand down to Kenn’s cock and wrapped his fingers around it.

  The blows weren’t hard, but the pumps to the man’s cock were rough. Every so often one of the books was removed.

  Whenever the Master in the video yanked on the sub’s cock, Dave would match the motion, giving Kenn a rough jerk.

  The dildo slowly breached the sub, the huge cock spreading him wide.

  Kenn couldn’t hold back his moan, but it was matched by Dave’s groan, letting him know he wasn’t alone in this.

  It became a dance—the blows, the dildo filling the sub up, the needy, leaking cock that was never allowed to come.

  Dave’s jacking of Kenn’s cock stopped matching the action on the video and turned into smooth, quick motions, and Kenn could hear Dave’s breathing in his ear, coming fast.

  Finally the man was fucking himself on the fat cock, up and down, over and over.

  “That’s stunning, babe. So damn hot.” Dave rocked behind him, rubbing himself off against Kenn’s ass, even as the hand around his cock kept moving.

  “Yes. He’s taking everything for his Master.”

  “Do you want that? To take more than you even think you can because your Dom demands it?”

  He cried out, his balls drawing up tight. “Dave!”

  “I’d love to put you through your paces. To push you. To watch you fucking yourself like that.” Dave’s voice was thick with desire.

  He rocked hard, rubbing his ass against Dave’s cock.

  “I want you to come for me. I want this to be enough to make you spew.”

  “Uh. Uh-huh. Please.” Soon. Now.

  “Yeah. Yeah, you’re going to shoot for me when the sub gets to.”

  His eyes rolled. The sub’s feet were on the floor now, the dildo buried to the hilt, the flogger landing on the tight nipples randomly as the leather-clad hand rubbed the now-red cock.

  “You watch this and imagine that’s you, don’t you?”

  He couldn’t answer that. He couldn’t. He hid in Dave a little deeper.

  “I know the answer is yes, Kenn. And so do you.” Dave bit at his shoulder, hand still moving hard on his cock.

  “Oh God.” He curled around Dave’s hands, his eyes rolling. “Please.”

  “When that boy riding the cock gets to come. Not until then.” Dave didn’t stop stroking him, though.

  “I can’t….”

  Dave tugged his balls, fingers circling the base, and Kenn wanted to scream with need.

  “You will. And I know you know exactly how much longer you’re going to have to wait.” Dave chuckled softly. “I know you’ve watched this over and over.”

  He couldn’t deny it.

  “How much longer do you have to wait?” Dave asked, hips driving the thick cock along his ass and back.

  “Two… two minutes.” Two long minutes before the flogger landed on the man’s cock.

  “Oh, that’s not going to be easy, is it?” Dave’s chuckle was husky, and his hand moved harder, faster. Dave pinched the tip of his cock on every upstroke.

  “No….” There was no way. None. He always came before the end.

  Dave grabbed his balls again, twisting them and backing him off from the edge. “I know you can do it. I’ll even give you a hand, make it a bit easier.”

  “Please.” Help. God yes. Help.

  Dave let go of his balls and began jacking him again. “Which part do you like best—the flogging, the chains, or the way he has to take the world’s biggest dildo?”

  He shook his head. God, he didn’t know. He didn’t know.

  “We can try all of it. Separately, together. We can invent our own scene or imitate this one.”

  He looked away, nuzzling Dave’s neck, overwhelmed.

  “Mmm…. You’re supposed to be watching.”

  “It’s too much, love.”

  “How will you know when you’re allowed to come if you aren’t watching?”

  He groaned softly and licked Dave’s throat, trying to distract him.

  “Kenn.” Dave squeezed the head of his cock, pinching it. “Watch.”

  His eyes went wide, and he turned toward the screen.

  “It’s coming, and soon, you will be too.”

  “What… what about you?”

  Soon. God.

  “Uh-huh. I’m going to come too. Gonna shoot up your back.” Dave’s voice was thick with his need.

  “Oh.” His eyes rolled as the sub shot, Dave’s hand unavoidable. As was Dave’s thumb, pressing into his slit and sending him over the edge.

  He shot hard, his entire body shuddering, trembling as his balls emptied. Heat poured up his back as Dave came too, body convulsing against his.

  “Oh God.” He was going to shake apart.

  Dave reached around and closed his laptop, pushing it to the side before wrap
ping around him and keeping him close. “You can say that again.”

  He blinked into the darkness, shivering with reaction.

  “I’ve got you.” Dave squeezed him tight, then began to pet him. “Thank you for sharing that with me.”

  “Thank you,” he whispered. “Stay?”

  He needed Dave to stay with him.

  “I’m not going anywhere, babe. I promise.”

  He brought Dave’s hand up to his mouth and kissed his knuckle.

  “Mmm.” Dave kept touching him, gentle and soft. “We’re going to have an amazing weekend, babe.”

  The words made him shudder, but it wasn’t a bad thing. “I thought I cancelled our date,” he teased.

  “I think maybe we’re beyond the dating phase. We’re lovers now, wouldn’t you say?”

  “Lovers. I swore I wouldn’t have one of those.”

  “What’s wrong with being lovers?” Dave asked.

  “I was a little heartbroken after the last one.”

  “Ah. Hopefully I’ve restored your faith. And hopefully you’ll appreciate that I don’t want to be lovers for long. I want to be your Dom.”

  “Are they separate?” That was an honest question.

  “No, not at all. Dom and sub is… deeper than lovers. It touches us in places we need to be touched.”

  He didn’t know what to say to that, so he didn’t say anything. He didn’t.

  Dave held him tight, cradling him, and Kenn let him. He needed the connection.

  “This is aftercare,” Dave told him, fingers still sliding on his skin as Dave continued to hold him. “After a scene, there is loving, and caring and making sure you’re okay. Answering any questions, reminding you how much I care.”

  It sounded like heaven. He would do anything to have that.

  “This is my favorite part of a scene, which was what we just did. And that was good. But this is the prize.”

  “The prize.” He hummed the words, his eyelids dropping at the sound of Dave’s voice. He wasn’t sleeping; he was relaxing.

  How long had it been?

  “Yeah. This is what we work for in the scenes. A time together where we’ve pushed and worked, and now we can be easy in our skin and hopefully quiet in our mind.” Dave kissed the top of his head.

  “You learned how to do this?” He could feel that kiss everywhere.

  “I was very lucky to have a few Doms take me under their wings. Men generous with their time and their lives.”