Showing posts with label The Professor Out of Bounds. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Professor Out of Bounds. Show all posts

Monday, October 8, 2012

Monday Mornin' Muse


Good morning

I love a good muse. 

He was my model for the video in Vertigo and I'm sure I'll be using him for number two when I finish.

He's also my muse for The Professor which is now part of a series I'm doing with BL and Rawiya

All about college boys. 

This one will play a teacher. 

Hmm... 

Look for that next year sometime.


Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Wednesday Briefs # 12



I love doing the Wednesday Briefs! Here's some more from The Professor using the prompt, Oh my God is that?

Psych came to an end and many of the ladies were in front of Parker’s desk just talking to him about nothing. Jelani sat in the first chair and waited his turn while looking over his own drawings. He’d overheard the crazy comments. Openly giving their phone numbers out while offering to take him out to dinner. He didn’t accept any of them, giving the excuse he didn’t fraternize socially with students.
Why not?
This raised an eyebrow for Jelani but he hoped the man wasn’t very interested in women. Still, he felt the plan he had in mind would work despite what he’d said.
Finally, the Professor asked them to leave. Once he closed the door, he shook his head and rolled his eyes. “Sorry about that,” he grinned. He pointed to the book Jelani had in his hands. “I see you remembered.”
Of course anything for you!
Jelani cleared his throat attempting to wake up from his lust filled haze. “Um, yeah, yeah, I did. It’s the first time anyone has really taken an interest in my art.”
Jelani got up from the desk and took one of the chairs nearest to Parker. God this would be torture being so close and not able to reach out and touch him. “Although I don’t really mention it much but…” he bit his lip. “People aren’t all that interested in what I do outside basketball anyway.”
Parker stared at him blankly. "Pity."
Jelani only nodded and looked behind the professor’s short stands of brown hair, he tilted his head. Jelani noticed two small gold hoops through his ears.
Oh my God, is that?
What did that mean? Could it be a small sign the professor had a wild streak? He could only hope. “Um, so…you seem to be popular already with the ladies.”
Parker smiled and perused the drawings. “Yeah but I’m not all that interested. I really don’t feel all that comfortable being around students in a social manner. It starts rumors and besides, this is only a temporary job. I’m only here till June.”
Jelani cocked an eyebrow and suddenly his buzz wore off at the mention of leaving. 
No you can't!
“You mean, you won’t take the position if Dr. Tinley retires?” This bothered him even though he might be gone to the NBA anyway.
“No, I’m most likely not going to. I don’t like being tied down to any job.” He crossed his legs. “These are really good, Jelani Cooper. You’re very good at it. This one’s my favorite.” When he showed Jelani he pointed to a picture of Iron Man.
“Oh yeah,” he chuckled. “I loved Iron Man too. I drew that, years ago though.”
“You really are talented and since you love drawing, an animator would be the perfect career for you. You could do digital animation as well. There’s always a need for animators in movies, TV, books. What are you majoring in here?”
“Um,” Jelani rubbed his neck and sighed. The right answer would be basketball and sex but in reality, “Communication Design with a minor in English.”
“Fantastic,” he grinned. Parker sat down the book and his jovial expression turned serious. “But from what I’ve heard you’re just barely getting by, Jelani. Your marks are very important if you want to obtain gainful employment. As we talked about yesterday, you can’t rest your laurels on the fact you’ll make the NBA. C’s and D’s with a GPA of 2.0 won’t get you a great job my friend.”
“Yeah, I know. I wanna get better. I've got a couple of tutors.” Jelani looked away from the Professor and sighed deeply. He hated that no one really helped him with his schoolwork. Sometimes he wished he wasn't so damn dumb. 
Too bad they do my work for me.




Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Wednesday Briefs # 11


Here's more from The Professor using the prompt, "When I looked into your eyes..."



After about a fifteen minute ride, they were back at Parker’s place. The moment he closed the door, Jelani yanked his instructor into his body and engulfed his lips. Parker moaned into the embrace and reached down into Jelani’s jeans to give his ass a tight squeeze. His groin immediately felt full. “Mhmm, I don’t recall giving you permission to touch or kiss me young man.”
He grinned and dragged his long fingers against Parker’s face. “Damn, do I have to ask every time I wanna touch you?”
“Yes. Until you earn the right to do it without my okay. I’ll let that slide too. You’re lucky I actually like you, my friend. In the past, most of my subs would get a whack on the arse for each time they touched me without permission.”
"Don't you see me as more than that?"
Parker bit his lip and lifted his chin to meet his brown gaze. "It's true...when I look into your eyes I see more than just a sub." He couldn't bring himself to say more than that...yet.
Jelani appeared as though he understood but didn't comment further. “Yeah?” He held up his arms. “Well, may I touch you, kind Sir?”
“Yes, for the night, you may.” Professor Macaulay circled the edge of his man’s lips before darting his tongue inside, tangling it with Jelani’s. Breathless, he glanced into those light brown orbs once again.
“Mhmm…are you gonna gave me a lash?”
“Don’t tempt me.” Once more he pecked him then swatted his buttocks. “To the bedroom; I went shopping today for us. I want to know what you like and what you don’t. How far have you gotten in the book?”
“Enough to know what my boundaries are and about the use of safe words.” Jelani held out his hand for his professor to take it.
Parker nodded in approval and accepted. “Fantastic. You’ve done great. Maybe you have earned that right. We’ll see how you do tonight as we begin.”
Jelani started guiding him into the bedroom while Parker slipped his jacket off his one shoulder. The moment they got there, Jelani pinned him again, skin on skin, erection to erection.
“Shhitt…God’s Jelani. I give an inch, you take a mile.” His breaths labored and tossed his coat aside. Parker gripped his back through the cotton shirt.
“I want more than an inch, Parker,” he groaned and dropped to his knees, beginning to undo the belt.
“Mhmm…” Macaulay bumped his head against the wood and bit his lip. He’d already lost focus and control.
“Jelani!” Reluctantly he pushed the boy off him, just as he was beginning to pleasure him from below. Parker felt the heat from his nipples all the way down to his groin. There was nothing more he wanted than for his young lover to continue but first, to lay down the law.
He glanced into the boy’s eyes. “Jelani, you’re only permitted to touch not suck. Not yet anyway,” he grinned. “I want you too. Believe that, but you must use your self control so we can keep this closeted as we want, okay?” Touching his skin, he caressed the spaces up under his eyes.
“Yes Sir. Should I get up?”
“I think I like you down there, actually.” He flashed a wry smile. “First, why don’t you tell me what you meant earlier though? Why did you say, we’d only have two days to worry about basketball?”
“Because.” Jelani stopped to take off his shirt before giving Parker another tug at his cock. “It’s most likely the last game of the year. We won’t have much of a chance against Michigan.”
Parker tilted his head, ignoring the affectionate touches from his student. He ogled him and loved what he saw but this conversation had to be finished. “Lover, you have no faith in your team?”
“Nope. They’re real good, Parker. Even with me playing at my best, like I usually do, I don’t think we stand much of a chance. Now, of course…” he started to nuzzle Parker’s shaft with his head, nose, and mouth. “I’ll say all the right things to anyone who asks but in truth, I think they got too much. I’m sure they’ll load up the defensive traps on me, so I won’t be able to pass the ball away.”
Oh shit.
Professor Macaulay leaned back. His eyes rolled in the top of his head while he gripped Jelani’s bald dome and forced it into his crotch. Damn this young man drove him crazy. How did he know how to perform this well with little to no experience? Parker looked down at him. He drove his cock down his student’s throat. Those glorious sounds, gurgling, the clanking of his piercing hitting Jelani’s pearly whites sent him into a trance. Constant bolts of adrenaline shot to different points in his body. He ached for a release. “Ooh God, Jelani. More. Yes,” he hissed and caressed him as he devoured his thickness.
Damn the rules for now. Time to just relax and enjoy. 



Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Wednesday Briefs # 10


Good morning! Welcome to Wednesday Briefs.

Here's a little more from the Professor with the mentions of food in the scene!

When he got everything set on a tray, he walked it into his bedroom and sat next to a still tired Jelani who slept soundly. He pressed his lips onto the side of his face and nuzzled his ear.
“Mhmm,” Jelani smiled and chuckled. “Good mornin’.”
“Good morning, love.” Parker kissed his lips.
Immediately, his student opened his eyes. “I like when you call me that, Parker. Even though you claim there’s nothing going on here but Dom sub play.” Jelani shifted to sit upright.
Parker grinned and picked up a piece of toast, placing it in between his lips. “Yes, yes, I’m sure that makes you happy. There's a lot of people I call love who I care for.”
“Of course you do. For those same friends, do you make breakfast in bed, give them carte blanche to touch you and give them a special moniker?” Quickly, he chewed the bread.
Smart ass.
“That’s only for yesterday…” The professor grabbed the fork. “Okay, so you mean a little more and you do…I’m into you, very much so. Now we've got that established, why not go more into the rules and what we both want.”
“You already know what I want.” He accepted the tray from the professor.
“Not everything, Jelani.” The instructor ate a piece of the meat.
“I want you, Parker. I want every part of you and everything you want I want.”
“Stop it, you. Don’t tempt me,” he chided. “You have your boundaries I know.”
“Well yes, but when we talked last night on the way home, you mentioned how you loved mind play and manipulation more than spanking or umm…” Jelani gulped hard.
The professor smirked and cocked an eyebrow. “No, not into fisting, love. All I want inside of you are toys and me. Fair enough?”
“Good,” he breathed a sigh. “I don’t think I want that sort of fun but I do love cuffs, ropes, ties, chains, blindfolds, candles, food, and spankings with the hand. Not so sure about whips or paddles.”
“Nah, I don’t do those last two.” Parker shook his head. “This is good that you’re telling me exactly what you’ll accept and what you won’t. Now, I know what to buy at the store,” he laughed.
“Ooh, can we go together?” His eyes lit up like a kid in a candy store.
“Not the first time, but I will take you eventually,” he grinned. “I have some things I wanted to grab as a surprise. You made it easier for me now.” The professor sat on his lap. “Let me help you with this.”
Jelani opened his mouth and accepted the piece of melon professor gave him. While Jelani attempted to eat it, Parker covered his mouth with an engaging embrace.
“Mhmm, professor. I swear, more time like this and I won’t wanna do anything!”
Parker rubbed his lithe body against Jelani’s. He cradled his head in his hands, caressing it gently. “Ah but you’ll have to. There won’t be any skipping practice or anything like that…” he smiled, “Unless I say for you to do so. You can’t make those decisions on your own and I expect you to be attending and attentive in every class, got it?” He placed a strawberry in his mouth. “Want some?”
“Mhmm.” Jelani moved his hand.
“No!” Parker took the students hands and raised them over his head. “With only your mouth, lover.”
“Yes Sir.” Jelani moved closer and his mouth dropped open.
Parker leaned in, pushing his lips into Jelani’s. The moment their mouths connected, Professor Macaulay felt the surge of energy in his midsection. They both bit the fruit but didn’t separate with Parker forcing his tongue in between the student’s lips.
“Mhmm, you taste and feel so good, Parker!”
The instructor felt the same. He wanted nothing more than to be between Jelani’s legs again before they went to school. Parker’s cock throbbed when it met Jelani's. Thrashing tongues and pants followed, urging him to take a little more time to be inside his young sub.
“Jesus!” The professor grabbed the latex next to the bed. “Jelani, I want to be inside you again. We've got some time before class.” He tore it open.
“We can have more than that if we cut today!” The student pushed upwards, his hardened muscle massaging the crevice of Parker’s buttocks.
Professor Macaulay sensed he was really close to eruption. He bit his lip while sliding the condom over his length. Again, he engulfed Jelani's lips while angling himself to pierce his young lover again. “As much as I want to we won’t be ditching class. I promise you we’ll have more fun tonight after practice, hmm?”
Only because I want to.


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Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Wednesday Briefs # 9


Ack. This story really wants me to get back to it but Closely Guarded needs finishing!

Lets use the prompt, "Cracking the Whip."

Macaulay cackled like a hen and turned back around to ogle his student. “What an idiot! He’s given me the ammunition I need to get him in a shitload of trouble,” he laughed. “Jelani…”
Jelani breathed a sigh of relief. He stood up from the desk and clenched his fists. “Goddamn you, Parker! Why did you do that? You rubbed my shoulders in front of coach. You almost made me lose it,” he snarled. It felt great but damn he really pushed him to the brink.
“Whoa, whoa, my dear.” He spun on his heels and locked the door. Parker grit his teeth and tilted his head, narrowing his eyes. “First of all, lower your voice when you speak to me. Second, I did it to test your will power and I’ll continue to do it to make sure you can handle being in a closeted relationship.”
Jelani softened his stance. “Professor, I…can handle that but damn,” he chuckled nervously.
Professed exhaled, giving Jelani a blank look. “I don’t know if you can, Jelani. I don’t think we can do this after all.” He strolled to the other side of the room and looked out the window.
Jelani watched Parker turn his back on him.
Fuck, I pissed him off.
The student concluded this would be an interesting experience. Parker wanted more than just sex, he demanded respect. 
He likes to crack that whip! Do it baby! 
“Shit! No, look, Parker,” he ran to his side and grabbed his hand. “I’m sorry, man. I do want this, I can handle it. I lost my head. I shouldn’t have said that but, damn, I was scared as shit, that’s all. I’m sorry, okay? Forgive me.” He rubbed the Professor’s back though his suit jacket.
Parker faced him again. “Then you’ll keep your cool and not fly off the handle. Remember, who you’re speaking to when you talk to me, my friend. I will not tolerate that attitude! Do I make myself clear?”
Jelani smiled wryly and put his hand on Parker’s chest. “Yes Sir, I do. I better know who’s in charge, huh?” He rubbed the man’s nipples though the soft fabric. There was something there, metal like a…
Oh shit!
Did he just feel a nipple ring? He continued massaging it and grinned.
“Mhmm,” Parker moaned. “I think before we leave you need to know the rules. It’ll give you a chance to decide to either stay involved or back out. Whatever happens, I hope we can remain friends.”
“What?” That statement raised his curiosities. Parker kept mentioning the rules. What did he mean by that? Earlier, he assumed Parker kidded about the rules but seemingly he meant it.
“Jelani, we have rules in this…little tryst. I refuse to call it a relationship just yet because I don’t want to be tied down. Now, what I mean is, if you are to be with me then there are certain things that’ll make our encounters worthwhile and if you keep me intrigued and entertained, there will be a chance for more at the end. I want you, Jelani just as you want me but if we’re to try this we will do it on my terms. As you stated, I’m in charge of what happens, I control how slowly or quickly we proceed. We do it when I want to and not when you want and if I put my hands on you at any time it is because I’m claiming what’s mine for now. Never place a hand on me unless you ask permission. When in the company of others, you are not allowed to do it at all and, if you do break the rules, there will be punishment.” Parker gave a sly smile. “I’m a Dom, Jelani. I used to own subs of both genders when you were still in diapers.” He unbuckled his pants and pulled down his slacks along with his boxers, revealing a nicely sized cock pierced at the pink tip.
Fuck!
Jelani’s mouth dropped open and he ogled the beautiful muscle once again. He never saw it coming from the professor. A Dom, in other words, a controller, a teacher, someone that would whip him into shape. The student wanted him something fierce but could he handle asking permission all the time to touch him? What was the punishment?
Withholding sex?
“Damn, baby. I…” he gulped hard. “I would’ve never guessed. I…wow,” he licked his lips. “Can I…”
“Yes,” he hissed. “Do it gently. Only for a few seconds then we need to leave,” he demanded.
Well shit.
Cooper took the vessel into his palm and stroked it once. He wanted to drop to his knees right then but this wasn’t the place. He’d already fantasized about being taken by Parker in this classroom. He hoped that would happen sooner than later.
“That’s enough!” He pushed it back in and put himself back together. “So Jelani, are you still willing to go along? Do we have a deal? Those are only the preliminaries but, if you feel you can handle that then we’ll go on.”
Jelani raised his head to look at his new lover. “Yes we do,” he managed. He really did want to be with Parker. Whatever it took to make this happen he would do just that; even if it did include playing this Dom/sub game. He’d read about these type of relationships and even though he considered himself a strong man, he didn’t mind being ordered around. Him and Demetra had done that to an extent with her taking the lead. He loved the kink and who better to do it with than the man he desired more than any.
Professor Parker Macaulay.


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Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Wednesday Briefs # 8


Good morning. Here is more from my story in progress, The Professor using the prompt 

"If I can't have you..."

Love the disco reference. *giggles*

Parker walked in and stood at the door, allowing the last couple of kids to run in. Everyone got used to the teacher's rules of being there on time as he’d stated in the beginning.
Jelani had no issues with that. He was there, in his prime seat with time to spare.
Wouldn’t want to miss my favorite class.
All his classes seemed a tad easier with Parker’s help but this one he enjoyed the most, mainly to watch Parker.
If I can't have you...
Jelani continued to study his favorite instructor, head to toe, every move, every little quirk about the man he wanted more than anything. 
Getting Parker to see him as a potential partner became first priority in his mind. 
Grades, basketball, and everything else became secondary, almost unimportant in Jelani's life.
“Alright class. Good afternoon, looks like everyone’s here.” He unbuttoned his jacket and placed it over his chair. The ladies in the room made small noises and Jelani joined them with silent sigh.
“Mhmm…” Just looking at Parker was a joyous occasion but he ached for more. 
Being tutored by Mr. Macaulay was like torture.
“What we’re going to discuss today is attitudes.” He wrote the word in huge letters on his whiteboard. “Now, when I say that I don’t mean mood, I’m speaking of viewpoint and how you think about things.
This isn’t what we talked about.
Jelani raised an eyebrow as the professor kept writing and pulled out his spiral. Everyone knew when Parker continued to write that they should be taking vigorous notes. Most likely a test or quiz was to follow.
“So, when we talk about your mental disposition on things, we mean how you feel about certain issues. Can you change your attitude at the drop of a hat?” He called on a name and pointed at one of the individuals.
Jelani ogled the man some more while attempting to jot down what Parker had already written.
‘Changes, disposition, emotions.’
He circled it and kept one ear on the lecture. Jelani looked at those words over and over and recalled a conversation he had with the professor last week. Parker mentioned how he'd started to feel differently about an important decision in his life but he wouldn’t expound.
Jelani really wondered about that statement, but out of respect, he decided not to press.
“Right, and…Jelani Cooper? You and I talked about a change in attitude right? You’ve had that haven’t you?” The teacher stuffed his hands in his brown slacks.
The basketball star nodded, “Um, yeah, I…”
Parker sat on the desk empty desk in front of Jelani. “Yes, and tell the class what that’s been about.”
“Well, I’ve started thinkin’ more about my education and how much more important it is in the long run.”
Not really but that's the answer you want me to give. 
The instructor flashed a wide grin. “Fantastic. And Jelani, why do you now feel that your marks are just as important as your athletic career?” He rubbed his hands together and met Jelani’s brown gaze.
Because you told me so.
Jelani wrinkled up his lips and swallowed hard. He was being put on the spot by his instructor. “Because I may not make it or anything could happen to stop that and, I’d like to have something to hold on to other than basketball.”
Parker tilted his head forward and his lips pursed. “Jelani, other than basketball and an unfortunate injury, is there anything that would alter your decision to play?”
The student continued to gaze into Parker's brown eyes. Why was he asking him these questions? What was he trying to find out? Jelani fiddled with his pen. “Um, yeah, an opportunity for somethin’, I…I been waiting for.”
“Which is?”
“I…” His heart started beating faster. “Somethin’ different and new. I’d rather not go into detail,” he squirmed in his seat. “Maybe I can tell you later.” He felt embarrassed and drummed his fingers on the desk.
“Very well, my good friend. Be ready to tell me when we meet after class, right?”
“Yes Sir,” he smiled wryly.
Parker nodded and got up from the desk. “Students. Your attitudes, your stance on things can change when you least expect it. Maybe it was from something you’ve seen, or heard. Or maybe because of…someone.” He turned to look at Jelani and smiled.
The student’s eyes widened and he clenched his fists. What had he said to the professor that made him think?
Hopefully it’s what I’ve been waiting for

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Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Wednesday Briefs # 7


Good morning. Here is the Wednesday briefs for today. Another snippet from the Professor: Out of Bounds

The flat screen TV volume stayed down, tuned in to CNN with Parker’s favorite, Anderson Cooper reporting some news about the latest crisis in Afghanistan. The modest full size bed barely fit him since he was so tall but it would have to do. He had the curtains slightly open to let in some moonlight with the lamp on the night table turned on. Too bad I don't have a night light. Although a grown man, Parker still felt most comfortable with one on in the room. 
He’d only taken his suit jacket and shoes off at this point. Although he had to be at SIU for the first class at eight a.m., he still didn’t like to go to sleep early since he wanted to read into the wee hours of the morning. In his mind, he only needed six hours to be fully rested and refreshed.
 In all honesty, he couldn’t sleep anyway. The opportunity to teach at SIU excited Parker. After all, a new venture in a place he’d never been to; Chicago had always been on the bucket list and now he’d be finally seeing it up close. Well, at least he had it on the radar to take a trip into the main area on the weekends. He made Lainna promise to show him around as an exchange for this favor he was doing for her. The psychology professor also did it for himself, especially since he hated staying in one place for too long. She called him a drifter, a gypsy, because of this. Of course, he lived up to that title.
After he finished perusing the magazine, he grabbed the TV remote and turned the volume up to ogle his favorite newscaster. He smiled and his brown eyes twinkled while listening to every word. He made himself comfortable upon the messy bed he'd already inspected for dirt, stains, or bugs. Since none were found, he considered it suitable. Thank goodness the stay here was only temporary.
Fully engrossed in he program, Parker admired how his lips moved and silver hair. The fine lines on his forehead and crows feet made him look distinguished. He recalled meeting the man in New York a couple of years ago and having a deep conversation with him about the situation in Iraq and how Obama was doing on his promises to pull out the troops. Too bad the man was committed to his boyfriend. Parker worked his charm that night and because he was respectful of monogamous relationships, he stopped himself from being overly flirtatious.
His loss.
Professor Macaulay always grinned at the memory of talking to Anderson and had no problem telling everyone of their heart to heart. It was however his opportunity to meet someone he respected and admired. That glorious evening was all he had to hold on to at this point.
Parker could be described as a loner. He’d been holding out for several years since his last relationship failed, stating proudly he wouldn’t get involved with anyone new until Mr. Perfect came along and since he hadn’t, he had no issues staying to himself. He preferred to stay closeted since he refused to flaunt his sexuality.
Parker kept his worldwide trip first and foremost in his mind. But for now, teaching at SIU, taking the place of an old elderly teacher temporarily replaced it. Surely he wouldn’t meet anyone at the college he desired to be with.
Looks as if I’ll be taking that trip alone

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Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Wednesday Briefs # 6


Good morning! Here is my Wednesday brief, a little more from my unfinished WIP, the Professor using this weeks prompt, "Is that what you think of me?"

Psych came to an end and many of the ladies were in front of Parker’s desk just talking to him about nothing. Jelani sat in the first chair and waited his turn while looking over his own drawings. He’d overheard the crazy comments. Openly, they gave their phone numbers while offering to take Parker out to dinner. He didn’t accept any of them, giving the excuse he didn’t fraternize socially with students.
This raised an eyebrow for Jelani. He hoped the man wasn’t very interested in women. Still, he felt the plan he had in mind would work despite the Professor's remarks.
After several minutes, he finally asked them to leave. Once he closed the door, he shook his head and rolled his eyes, seemingly annoyed by all the absurd requests. “Sorry about that,” he grinned. The smile grew wider when he pointed to the book Jelani held in his hands. “I see you remembered.”
“Yeah, yeah, I did. It’s really the first time anyone has really taken an interest in my art.”
Jelani got up from the desk and took one of the chairs nearest to Parker. “Although I don’t really mention it much but…” he bit his lip. “People aren’t all that interested in what I do outside basketball anyway.”
Looking behind the professor’s short stands of brown hair, he tilted his head. Cooper noticed two small gold hoops through his ears. What did that mean? Could it be a small sign that the professor had a wild streak? Hope so. “Um, so…you seem to be popular already with the ladies.”
"Is that what you think of me? A lady killer? Far from it young man. I'm about as interesting as a cardboard cutout. If I accepted the ladies advances..." Parker continued to talk and Jelani seemed to get lost in that hot British accent. How he'd love to listen to that at night.
Jelani blinked and continued to eye the Professor, watching his lips move as he talked. 
Parker glanced at the drawings. “I’m just not all that interested. I really don’t feel comfortable being around students in a social manner. It starts rumors and besides, this is only a temporary job. I’m only here till June.”
Jelani raised an eyebrow at the comment. “You mean, you won’t take the position if Dr. Tinley retires?” Jelani wrung his hands out of the sight of his desired. The statement from Parker jarred him.  I might be gone to the NBA anyway.
“No, most likely not. I don’t really like being tied down to any job.” Slowly he crossed his legs. Jelani eyed every movement with interest. “These are really good, Jelani Cooper. You’re very good at it. This one’s my favorite.” While he turned it around, he had his finger on a picture of Iron Man.
“Oh yeah,” he chuckled. “I loved Iron Man too. I drew that, years ago though.”
“You're really talented and since you love drawing, an animator would be the perfect career for you. You could do digital animation as well. There’s always a need for animators in movies, TV, books. What's your major?”
“Um,” Jelani rubbed his neck and sighed. The right answer would be basketball and sex but in reality, “Communication Design with a minor in English.”
“Fantastic." Parker shifted in his seat and sat the book down on his desk. "However, from what I’ve heard you’re just barely getting by, Jelani. Your marks are very important if you want to obtain gainful employment. As we talked about yesterday, you can’t rest your laurels on the fact you’ll make it to the NBA. C’s and D’s with a GPA of 2.0 won’t get you a great job my friend.”
“Yeah, I know. I wanna get better. I do have a couple of tutors.”
Too bad they do my work for me.
“Are they helping any?” Parker raised an eyebrow.
“Yeah, somewhat. I mean, some of this stuff I just don’t get, you know? It takes me a little longer than it should. I’m not sayin’ I’m dumb... I’m just not grasping it that quickly.” Jelani leaned forward and looked straight ahead.
“I see. Well, I could offer to help you. Since I’m new here and I don’t really know your work habits...what you understand or not, I may be of better assistance. It’s a possibility your other instructors and tutors are only giving you the required info so you’ll pass and nothing more. Are they really asking you for your best? Are they really pushing you to do better?”
Nope.
 “No, I don’t think they are,” he responded frankly, “And I suppose I really haven’t taken an interest in it because, my biggest thing has always been playing basketball.”
“And that my good man needs to change.” Parker stood and placed a firm hand on Jelani’s shoulder.
Jelani felt his cock twitch in his trousers and his nipples harden from that slight touch. He breathed a small sigh and balled his fists together, trying to control himself. Jelani couldn't let on to Parker how much he aroused him.
“Yeah, I…” he managed to choke out and clear his throat. “I do. Will you help me with that?”
“Yes, of course I will.” Parker strolled in the other direction. He turned around to face him once more. “On one condition though. You have to listen to me and when it’s time to study, you must be there regardless. I’ll need your schedule so it won’t interfere with basketball practice.”
Jelani nodded and met Parker’s gaze. The hardened length in his pants was still stiff from the professor gripping his shoulders. “Don’t worry about that. I plan on giving you my undivided attention regardless of what I have going on. I’m more concerned with my grades right now and actually learning something.”
As well as becoming your own personal student and lover.


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Hope you enjoyed, here are the other participants in Wednesday Briefs


Tali m/m


MC Houle m/m

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Wednesday Briefs # 5


I'm doing the Wednesday briefs again and these words spoke to me. I'm using my characters from my story that still begs for a revise and edit, The Professor: Out of Bounds, an m/m interracial romance.

independence, master, control

Although I'm older now, a college student, on my own without much help from my parents, I don't crave my independence. Professor Macaulay is my master, he controls me, rules my world, and I love it. "Damn!" How would I be able to explain this to my friends? My family? What would they say when I tell them how much I enjoy being controlled by a teacher who I outweigh by about thirty pounds. I'm two inches taller, and I got a mean streak. However, when he's around, I turn into a harmless kitten. I'm literally silly putty in his arms. When he tells me to jump, I do it. When he says open your legs for me, baby, I do it and happily too, without complaint. 

Though it hurts like hell when he shoves that hardened muscle in between my thighs, I want it over and over again. I crave that slow burn. I get hard just thinking about it. I take pleasure in the pain when he pushes that ten incher into my not so tight hole. The sadistic fuck even likes to double penetrate me if he's in the mood. And I love it, every minute of it. I wouldn't want anything less.

Does that make me any less of a man? I don't think so. I like my sex rough and Professor Macaulay gives me everything I desire and more.

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Ah I really want to work on that story again. Here is the other briefers participating today!


Tali m/m

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Under the Gun gets Contracted and UPDATES

Greetings all. 

This is Michael, speaking to you directly for the first time in a while. Busy with posts, blog tours, writing and promoing I hardly have time to just let you know whats going on, but tonight I'm taking that opportunity.

Over the weekend I spoke to one of the masterminds behind No Boundaries Press about a story I worked out earlier in the year called Under the Gun. It was for a subcall I answered from another pub and I really wanted to find a home for it.

Well, I queried which is something I usually don't do without finishing the story and they liked it and accepted it! WOOT!


So now my muse, David Taylor aka Camdyn Hardy will get a voice along with Malik Day aka Tyson Beckford. Over the weekend, I'll share a little bit with you in the Saturday Sips. Also, my free read will return too.


In other news, I sent in a submission for Captain of his Heart to a publisher fingers crossed on that and for those of you wondering, I didn't finish Nano on time but Closely Guarded should still be finished this month. 32k in and we have about 10-15k to go. 


Also, the Professor didn't make the cut for pub I sent it to but it is on the lists for revise/edits that happen in the new year. Vertigo and True Meaning Two are in full scale edit mode with Sizzler and XOXO respectively. Hopefully both will be released in late Dec Early January.


Well, thats it for now. Make sure you stay tuned hear for more great guests and reads. My next guest is Lily Sawyer. 


Have a good night!

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Six Sentence Sunday - The Professor: Out of Bounds



Here is more from my novella that's still out there waiting for the publisher. *grimaces*

The Professor, originally titled Out of Bounds.


 Jelani stopped thinking immediately when he ogled the tall, brown haired, Caucasian man close the door behind him. 

His long fingers embraced the book while he took off his black suit jacket uncovering broad shoulders that were clothed with a crisp white shirt. 


The man's black and silver tie perfectly matched with his form fitting black trousers. 


Those eyes, beautiful chocolate brown eyes, gazed at everyone in the classroom. 


The facial hair trimmed and slim lips, slightly pink with a dimple in his chin made up the chiseled features this man possessed.

Jelani salivated just looking at him. 


Thanks for reading!


Enjoy other SSS authors here

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Six Sentence Sunday - The Professor: Out of Bounds



Good morning! Here is a little more of my recently submitted story, The Professor.

“I’m a gay man, Parker; I’m just scared I want this, professor and I want you.”

Jesus FUCK!   

Parker’s breaths labored and he closed his eyes tightly while placing a hand on top of Jelani’s.

 “This is too much of a risk. I’m your professor, I’m a lot older than you, you have basketball, your newfound appreciation for learning…”

“But I don’t have you,” Jelani cut in.