Professor Carter inhaled deeply, his nose pressing into the arch as if committing the aroma to memory. The sensation was soothing yet tantalizing, a reminder of the intensity they’d just shared.Carter’s lips brushed against Eric’s neck, his breath hot and teasing. Gay porn Eric’s hips shifted restlessly, his arousal undeniable as he gave himself over completely to the sensation. Say, around eight?”The invitation hung in the air, heavy with implication. The professor’s hand slid up to cup Eric’s cheek, turning his face gently so their eyes met. The older man’s lips grazed Eric’s neck, sending shivers down his spine. Eric’s black chinos and sneakers felt oddly conspicuous, the striped cotton crew socks peeking out just enough to draw attention. “God, Eric,” he breathed, his voice rough and strained. “Good,” he said, his voice low and husky. The scent was stronger now, more concentrated, and it sent a jolt of arousal straight to Eric’s core. “Fuck, Professor,” he groaned, his hands clenching the sheets tighter.Carter chuckled darkly, his lips brushing against Eric’s ankle. Professor Carter’s eyes lingered on Eric’s face, his gaze dropping occasionally to the hint of striped cotton socks peeking out from beneath his black chinos. “Don’t stop.”Carter’s thrusts became harder, faster, his hips slamming into Eric’s with a force that left
