Eric didn’t need to be told twice. For a moment, they simply stared at each other, the tension between them palpable, a silent question hanging in the air.Then, slowly, deliberately, Professor Carter closed the distance between them. Gay sex “I couldn’t help but notice your… dedication to your studies this semester,” he said, the word lingering in the air like a secret shared just between them. “Me neither,” he whispered, his lips curling into a smile. “James,” he gasped, his voice breaking. Professor Carter’s eyes were dark with desire as he whispered, “I’ve wanted to do that since the first day I saw you in my class.”Eric swallowed hard, his heart pounding in his chest. He increased the pressure of his thumbs, kneading the sole with firm, deliberate strokes while his tongue continued its exploration.As Eric worked, he couldn’t help but notice how perfect Professor Carter’s feet were—the way the socks hugged every curve, the way the fabric clung to his skin, accentuating every detail. “Please,” Eric breathed, his voice barely audible, though he wasn’t sure what he was asking for—more, or for it to never end.Professor Carter seemed to understand.
