Professor Coxman.

Alex decided to slut it up a bit today since he had one of the more sluttier nights of his life.

He put on a tight black t-shirt and some short blue jeans pants.

At first glance, it simply looked like the clothes were a bit small for Alex. However, if you were to look closer, you’d notice that the shorts were cut offs from some tight jeans and that the shirt hugged his body like a lover’s caress.

Alex had bought the shirt and pants recently, modifying them for his use. These were now the sluttiest clothes he owned. He wondered how much extra dick he could score wearing them. He was also curious whether he could score some straight dick.

Alex sat down in one of the front seats of the classroom and took out his book bag.

This was his psychology class, one of the many classes that he needed to complete his basics before he moved on to his major. At the moment, that major was international business. Alex wasn’t sure if he wanted to go into business or even start his own business, but the class allowed for a semester abroad. Alex wasn’t sure yet where he was going to go, but he was excited regardless.

Professor Coxman was a slightly paunchy man in his mid 40s with a receding hairline, brown hair and goatee, brown eyes and thin metal frames.

The man wasn’t super attractive, but he was straight, older, married, and his teacher. Alex wished The professor’s cock was already in him.

The lecture was interesting, focusing largely on mob mentality among humans.

Alex spent the entire lecture rubbing himself. He was seated at the front and kept his legs open, his hands lightly rubbing his cock through his shorts for nearly 90 minutes. During this time, Alex kept his eyes on his teacher and a small smile on his face. When the teacher would happen to look at him for longer than a second, Alex would lick his lips slowly and with emphasis. The looks became more frequent as time passed.

When the class was over, the students filed out and the teacher gave a last, longing look at Alex before he left the classroom.

Alex followed him discreetly back to his office.

When Coxman entered his office and closed the door behind him, Alex quickly stepped to the door and went in, not stopping to knock.

Coxman had hung up his jacket and was about to sit at his desk when he saw and heard Alex come into his office.

“Oh hello. Did you need to talk to me about something young man?”

Alex licked his lips and walked forward confidently but not overbearingly. He didn’t want to scare the professor away.

“Oh umm, yes sir. I couldn’t help but notice you in class sir and I also couldn’t help but notice you notice me.”

Alex leaned over the desk slightly.

“I just wanted you to know, that the feeling is mutual.”