Title: Teaching The Teacher
A/N: Written for the prompt Work for my fanfic100 table and for Writers Choice for my 25fluffyfics table. Idea inspired by michele659
Summary: Michael pays a surprise visit to Ben’s college and gets more than a lesson from the teacher
I opened the large door into the lecture hall and crept into a spare seat in the back row. I thought I’d managed to escape Ben’s notice, but I heard him pause, and his eyes met mine, a small smile twitching at his lips, as I sunk into a seat.
His students didn’t seem to notice his momentarily lapse in concentration, and I could understand why when he began speaking again.
I soon found myself caught up in his enthusiasm for his subject. I vaguely remembered him mentioning at dinner last night that the class was discussing a book about how and why the Queer Theory emerged in the twentieth century. It was completely over my head, but the passion he radiated as he spoke captivated me, and I actually had to stop myself from putting up my hand and asking a question at one point.
His students seemed as enthralled as I, although they occasionally interrupted to question or ask for clarification of a point he’d made.
He didn’t seem to mind how much time it took to answer or explain something, and I watched how he skillfully got the discussion back on track when it took a different turn.
Before I knew it, the class was over, but I stayed in my seat and watched as his students stopped to talk to him as they left the lecture hall. The girls, and some of the boys, seemed to hang on his every word, and I’m sure more than half of them had a crush on their ‘hot professor’.
As the last student left, he looked up, a wide smile on his face, and I finally moved and walked down the stairs, stopping in front of his desk.
“I wasn’t aware I had a new student!” He said, dropping a kiss on my lips.
“And a very special one too!” I replied.
“How do you figure that?” He asked with a laugh in his voice.
“Because this one gets to go home with you!” I answered.
“I think before that happens you need to come to my office and discuss your options for later in the day.” He replied pulling me to him.
I snuggled against his chest, inhaling the clean smell of him and let out a moan as his tongue flicked around the edge of my ear before he whispered into it softly.
“We can do that?” I asked, pulling away from him, aware that I was blushing slightly.
“You’re not going to argue with your teacher are you?” He answered; a playful look on his face.
“Of course not!” I replied, trying to sound serious but failing miserably.
“Good!” He answered. “Now get that cute little ass of yours to my office.”
He reached for his briefcase and my hand in the same movement, and we walked out the lecture hall and down the hallway towards his office. I noticed a few strange looks from students as they walked passed, and I squeezed Ben’s hand tighter and received a loving smile from him.
I had to admit I still felt a bit over-awed when at Carnegie Mellon, memories of my first disastrous visit here springing into my head, but I pushed them away. I had changed and grown so much since then, mainly due to the unconditional love and support Ben had given me and although I would always feel slightly out of my depth when it came to mixing with the college crowd, I didn’t feel as intimidated as I had then.
I turned my thoughts back to his whispered words from earlier, but they were interrupted by a voice calling his name as we neared his office. Ben pulled me to a standstill, and I turned to see a young man walking towards us.
“Jason, what can I do for you?” Ben asked, giving me an apologetic look.
“I’m sorry to interrupt Professor Bruckner, but I wondered if I could talk to you about parts of that paper you assigned us in class yesterday.”
I could tell Ben was torn between wanting to help his student and putting his whispered words into action so I turned back to him.
“You go and play teacher.” I said “I’ll wait here and think about my options for later.”
I winked at him and reached up, giving him a quick kiss.
“I shouldn’t be long, baby.” He replied with a grateful look. “Perhaps you could consider carefully what I suggested earlier?”
“Oh, I’ll certainly do that professor.” I replied, noticing Jason’s confused look at the cryptic conversation going on around him.
Ben laughed before turning to his student and ushering him into his office, closing the door behind them.
I looked around for a chair and found one to the side of the door and settled myself in it. I felt like I was sitting outside the Principal’s office when I was a kid after getting into another scrap with Brian. Somehow he always managed to talk his way out of it, but I ended up with detention and a tongue lashing from Ma when I got home. I amused myself by remembering other school day moments as I waited patiently for Ben, and finally I heard his door open as he and Jason walked out, stopping momentarily to finish their conversation before Ben turned to me.
“I’m sorry Michael that took longer than I expected.” He said, taking my hand and leading me into his office, closing the door behind us.
“That’s okay.” I answered as I reached behind me flicking the lock on the door. I didn’t want anyone bursting in with what I had planned for him.
“So did you think about what I suggested?” He asked as he pulled me into his arms. I could feel his rock hard cock against my leg and rubbed myself against it.
“Mmmmm…I thought that seeing you’ve had a long day teaching that maybe I could help you relax.” I answered, sliding my hand down between our bodies and running my fingers around the bulge in his jeans.
I covered his mouth with mine, and he moaned into the kiss as I deepened it, letting my tongue explore all corners of his mouth until we were both breathless.
“I think you need to sit down Professor so I can tend to what appears to be a pressing need.” I said as I pushed him into the chair and slowly unzipped his jeans. He let out a sigh as his cock became free, and I ran my fingers up the shaft and heard a muffled moan escape his lips.
I realized we’d have to be a lot quieter than we usually were when we made love, and I had to fight the urge to double check the door was locked. I knew it was risky fucking in Ben’s office but the idea turned me on.
I turned my attention back to Ben’s cock, taking it into my hand, feeling it throb as I stroked it slowly as I knelt in front of him.
“Michael…………” He moaned, and I felt him push himself back into the chair as I fingered his balls, before tracing them around his hole. Pre-cum was beginning to leak from his slit, and my own cock was starting to ache.
“Yes Professor?” I replied, with what I hoped was an innocent look on my face but gathering from the glare I received from Ben, I wasn’t very successful.
“Do you have a condom because….”
“Because what?” I asked as I ran my fingers over his slit, feeling a shiver go through his body. Teasing was a motherfucker, but I didn’t often have him at my mercy and couldn’t help making the most of the situation.
“MICHAEL!” He almost snarled as my fingers continued to tease his cock. I brought my other hand up and covered his mouth.
“You have to be quiet remember. I really don’t think your other students need to know what their professor gets up to behind closed doors.” I whispered.
“You’re going to pay for this!” He said, his blue eyes flashing.
“Considering you’re the one sitting there half undressed I’m not sure…..” I began, but before I could finish the sentence I found myself being lifted off the floor, my pants down around my ankles before I could catch my breath.
“Condom now!” Ben said in a tone that brooked no argument. Not that I wanted to I decided, my eyes firmly fixed on his cock. I reached into my shirt pocked pulling one out and holding it up in front of him.
“Is this what you want?” I said teasingly as I moved my arm out of his reach, but I wasn’t fast enough, and he grabbed the condom, ripped it open and rolled it onto his cock in one fluid movement. The next moment I found myself being lifted by his strong arms and lowered onto his lap, his cock impaling itself deep inside me.
“You were saying?” He said, a smirk on his face as he pulled me down on top of him, and I had to bite my lip to stop myself crying out as he hit my prostate.
“Nothing!” I managed to stammer as I felt the chair move beneath us. He must have felt it as well because the next minute I found myself being lowered to the floor, his cock still deep inside me, as he positioned himself above me.
I lifted my legs, wrapping them around him as he began to slowly and rhythmically fuck me. I reached up and pulled him closer, threading my fingers through his hair as I ran my tongue around his lips before forcing his mouth open and slowly fucking it with my tongue, my rhythm matching his. His soft moans sent shivers through my body, my heels dug into his back as he continued to ram into me, every thrust hitting that sweet spot that sent spine tingling chills through my body.
Our mouths finally parted, and it took me a moment to catch my breath, the intensity of the kiss together with his cock pushing deeper and harder inside me, leaving me light headed. I watched his eyes follow my hand as I bought it down and touched myself, my pre-cum leaving my fingers sticky as I slowly stroked my cock.
“You like that baby?” His deep sexy voice whispered. All I could do was mutter a muted ‘yes’ my orgasm almost upon me as he hit my prostate with practiced ease. He lent down, covering my mouth with his as he pushed into me one more time, swallowing my moans of pleasure in his kiss as I came, and he climaxed at the same moment.
I unwrapped my legs from around his body, and he rolled onto his back, pulling me on top of him, holding me tightly as my orgasm faded. I felt myself relax and looked up at him.
“I think I need to come to class more often.” I said; a wide smile on my face. “The teacher appears to be very accomplished and accommodating.”
“Some students seem to need special attention!” He replied; raining light kisses over my face.
“Perhaps some after school tutoring is also needed?” I suggested hopefully.
“I think that can be definitely arranged.” He replied. “So I suggest we get dressed and go home and get to work on that tutoring right now.”
I laughed as he stood, pulling me with him. We hurriedly dressed, exchanging knowing looks and a snatched kiss before he unlocked the door and we walked into the hallway. I was pleased to see it was deserted, I’m not sure I could hide the gleam of satisfaction and the look of just being thoroughly fucked from my face as we left the building and hurried home to what I knew would be a long and deeply satisfying night.