My Professor and the Hypothesis We Tested at Dawn
I crossed the empty campus with my lab coat against my naked skin and my heart racing. Adrián was waiting inside, and we both knew we wouldn't be sleeping that night.
I crossed the empty campus with my lab coat against my naked skin and my heart racing. Adrián was waiting inside, and we both knew we wouldn't be sleeping that night.
I knew he’d come looking for me sooner or later. I just had to wait beneath the streetlamp and let his guilt do the rest of the work for me.
I never thought kneeling in front of him, silently and in secret, would become my favorite pleasure. But that free hour changed everything.
If you’ve never had a good blowjob, you don’t know what I’m talking about. And no, I don’t mean coming in her mouth. I’m going to tell you the secret I discovered by chance.
I stripped in silence, put on the ears and collar, and slipped into his bed before he woke. I owed him too much to keep pretending I only wanted to care for him.
I pulled down my coffee-stained pants convinced this was my big moment. I didn’t count on her older sister walking through the door right then.
Adrián thought he was just going up to a friend’s place. He didn’t count on Lucas being awake in the living room, or on the need he’d spent all night holding back.
We left the party at four in the morning thinking the night was over. In reality, in that huge house it was only just beginning.
She always sat in the back, untouchable, until a kiss on the cheek cracked her armor. I never imagined the most reserved girl in class would end up trembling in my arms.
We had exchanged hundreds of photos, but nothing had ever happened in person. Until that March afternoon when I picked her up and she already had a plan.
A burst pipe forced the men to sleep together. Toni on one side, me on the other, and between us, Sergio... who wasn’t sleeping quite as soundly as we thought.
I was twenty-one, coming off a disastrous year, and desperate to be distracted. That June afternoon, one different message changed everything.
He offered him his hand in greeting and, before letting go, stroked his fingers with a slowness that could not have been an accident. Mateo knew that visit would change everything.
My hands were sweaty and my heart was racing when he set down the controller, changed what was on the screen, and, without saying a word, looked at me as if waiting for me to make the first move.
I had forty minutes of class ahead of me, the camera on and the entire dildo inside me. I only had to keep my face still. That was all.
Marina returned from university a grown woman, and amid laughter and games in the water, Adrián understood they were no longer the children who swam there every summer.
Adrián measured every gesture with me, as if he knew something I didn’t. It took me a while to discover that the boy I was kissing already had his suitcase packed and a life waiting for him in another city.