All Chapters of SINFUL DESIRES: THE PROFESSORS I CAN'T RESIST: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Professor Wyatt's POV(The Mystery Man)I didn’t want to believe what Bryce was telling me. There was no way Jonathan was inside his house right now. I stood there in front of him, my heart pounding like crazy in my chest.Jonathan had been missing for days. I kept telling myself he just needed some space or time alone or maybe the storm had a part to play and maybe he was upset or confused after everything that had happened with school and dealing with me, the mystery man. But I never thought that his disappearance had to do with Bryce. That idea made my stomach turn the more I thought about it. “You’re lying,” I said. My voice cracked a little as the words came out. I tried to laugh, but it sounded fake even to me. I sniffed hard and wiped my nose with the back of my hand. “Come on, Bryce. You know how to joke too much. There is no way Jonathan is in your play room right now.”But Bryce just stood there, looking at me with that sick little smile on his face. The kind that made my

Professor Bryce’s POVI have always loved my best friend, Wyatt. Deep down, I always have. We met back in our undergraduate years. We shared a dorm room, drank beers late into the night, and told each other every secret we had. Nothing stayed hidden between us. We talked about boys we liked, boys we fucked, and all the crazy things that happened on campus. We were closer than brothers and shared everything together. But that changed when Jonathan came into the picture.One afternoon I walked into Wyatt’s office at the college. The door was open a little, which was a weird habit he had. He rarely shut his doors.. so I stepped inside. I also needed his stethoscope so I just went straight to his drawer to get one. He always had extra, only for me to find a journal inside which was weird because Wyatt wasn’t the kind of person to write in a journal. I did not mean to touch it but when I saw the name written on it, I had no choice than to touch it. I opened it to see that they were f

Professor Bryce’s POV I pulled out slowly from Jonathan’s hole. My thick cock slid out inch by inch, and as soon as the head popped free, my cum started leaking from him in thick, white globs. It ran down his crack in warm streams and soaked into the sheets underneath his body. Jonathan lay there completely limp, breathing fast with his chest rising and falling. The blindfold was still tight over his eyes. Sweat covered every inch of his tight, young body and made his skin shine under the light. I reached down and rubbed his belly gently, feeling the warm puddles of his own cum that he had shot there earlier.“You took it so well,” I said softly but firmly, a smirk on my face. “But we are not done yet, not even close.”I grabbed his hips and flipped him onto his stomach. I pulled his hips up high so his ass stuck out toward me. His knees spread wide on the bed. His hole was still open a little from the hard fucking, and more of my cum kept dripping out slowly. I slapped his ass hard

Professor Bryce’s Pov Jonathan’s legs trembled beneath me. I spread them wider, opening him up, and licked lower, dragging my tongue slowly over his balls before teasing his tight hole with just the tip. He moaned louder, a deep, needy sound that went straight to my cock. “Fuck yes,” he gasped. But I didn’t stay there long. I moved back up to his throbbing cock, taking him deeper into my mouth, sucking harder while keeping that same slow, torturous pace.I built him up again and again and every time he got close, hips twitching and breath catching, I pulled back just enough to stop him. His cock was deep red, shiny with my spit, and pulsing in the air. Tears had started to form in his eyes from how intense the edging felt.“Please… I need it, Professor,” he begged, voice shaking.I smiled around his cock and took him all the way in again, sucking with everything I had while keeping the rhythm deep. His hands grabbed my hair, just holding on tight like he might fall apart without me

Jonathan’s POV “Get Up.”Bryce said, pulling me to my feet. My legs felt weak after sucking him so hard.He didn’t say much, grabbed my arm and walked me down the short hall to the bedroom. The room was dark with only a small lamp on. The bed was big but’ covered in dark sheets. He pushed me forward and I fell face-down on the mattress, my cuffed hands still trapped behind my back.I heard him open a drawer, then felt thick leather around my ankles. He locked the cuffs on tight and spread my legs wide, hooking each one to the corners of the bed. I was completely stretched out, ass up, and totally helpless. My cock pressed hard against the sheets, leaking already.“Fuck… Professor,” I moaned into the mattress.He climbed on top of me, his heavy body pressing me down. His hard cock rested right between my ass cheeks, hot and thick. I heard the click of the lube bottle. He slicked himself up fast, then pushed two thick fingers into my hole without any warning. I gasped loud and pushed b