The Professor

by Alice Harper

  “You look really good,” he said as they sat in his car. “I have to be honest. I don't think I've seen a more beautiful man. I know men are supposed to be handsome, but somehow that word doesn't seem right for you. You're pretty.”

  “Thank you,” Jimmy said and smiled at him. “You don't look so bad yourself. The first day Shane and I saw you, we couldn't believe you were our professor. You'd think a professor would get fired for being too hot and distracting his students. It should be a law or something.”

  “Thanks,” he said. “I haven't heard a compliment in a long time. I mean, girls do compliment me but it's always online. It feels good to hear it in person.”

  He quickly gave Jimmy a peck on his lips and Jimmy blushed.

  “You blush too much,” he said. “I find it hard to control myself when your face looks that blushed. Makes me want to rip your clothes off and do unspeakable things to you.”

  “You'll have to keep your hands to yourself for now,” Jimmy said and laughed. “I promised my parents I'd be home early.”

  When they reached the restaurant, Jimmy didn't protest as Shane did about going to a vegetarian Indian restaurant. He liked that Jimmy was mentally mature. They got in and the manager smiled ear to ear.

  “Welcome back, sir,” the manager said and lead them to their table. The manager couldn't stop smiling and it made him nervous. He wished he'd just mind his own business and let his personal life be.

  “Do you come here often?” Jimmy asked when the manager left.

  “Nate loves this place,” he said. “The manager recognizes us now.”

  “I love Indian food,” Jimmy said. “I've cooked most of the popular cuisines and Indian is my favorite. I've never been to an Indian place, though.”

  “How come?” he asked. “The food at restaurants is authentic Indian, unlike homemade.”

  “I know,” Jimmy said lowering his head. “We just don't eat out. Shane tries to take me out to restaurants but I don't let him. I can't let him pay for me. My family isn't very financially stable.”

  “It's nothing to be ashamed of,” he said as he ran a hand through Jimmy's hair. “You should be proud of your family. I practically raised myself at the orphanage. There was a time when I barely had enough food to eat. I've worked hard and look at me now.”

  “It would be a dream come true if I manage to get my family out of poverty one day,” Jimmy said.

  “That day might not be far,” he said. “I've looked at the assignment you've submitted and I'm impressed. It's one of the best in class. You must've worked really hard on it. I know you'll be a great psychologist one day.”

  “I hope so,” Jimmy said. Jimmy was looking at someone sitting at the table behind Martin. Then he heard what Jimmy was listening to.

  “What are you doing here?” the man behind him asked. “My girlfriend's gonna be here any minute. She's in the ladies room now. You can't be here.”

  “I'm here with my friend,” the woman said and tried to kiss him. “I'm your girlfriend too, remember? When will you tell her about me?”

  “Soon,” the man said and moved his face away. “She can't see us like this. It'll break her heart.”

  “What about my heart?” the woman asked.

  “I'll come to see you tomorrow,” the man said. “I promise. Now go back to your seat, for God's sake. She'll be here any moment.”

  The woman left, but the man looked like he was having the worst day of his life. He held his forehead in his hands until his girlfriend came back.

  “You don't get to see that every day,” Jimmy whispered. “Isn't it disgusting?”

  “You don't know his side of the story,” he whispered. “Maybe he loves both of them.”

  “You can't love two people,” Jimmy said. “That's just called being a whore. Today he says he's in love with two and tomorrow he'll be in love with a third. It isn't love. It's what he tells himself to justify two-timing them.”

  “The society is changing,” he said. “People are changing. Throuple and open relationships are a thing now.”

  “Maybe,” Jimmy said. “But none of those are love. Love is always between two people. It's a sacred bond between two people. It would've been fine if all the parties involved know what's going on. But this guy here is cheating on his girlfriend. She knows nothing about the other woman. Do you think we should do something?”

  “It's a private matter,” he said. “We can't interfere. He should be the one who tells her.”

  The man's phone buzzed and he looked tense. He told his girlfriend he'll be back and walked away from the table.

  “I bet it's the other woman calling,” Jimmy said. “She's alone. I think I'm going to warn her.”

  Jimmy got up before he could stop him. He walked to the woman, leaned over and began whispering to her.

  Martin gulped at the thought of the same thing happening to him. If Shane would walk in right now, it would break poor Jimmy's heart. But he knew Jimmy and Shane would break up with him if one knew about the other. He had to make sure they never tell the other about their relationship with him.

  When Jimmy walked back to his seat, he looked at the woman. She looked like she was about to burst into tears.

  “Jesus, Jimmy,” he said. “You broke the poor woman's heart. The man would've told her soon. What did you tell her?”

  “He wouldn't have told her,” Jimmy said. “I asked her to ask her boyfriend about the other woman. She looked confused. Then I told her he'll tell her everything if she just asks him. I didn't break her heart. He was the one who cheated on her. I just saved her from wasting any more time with him. She could use the extra time to look for a better man.”

  When the man came back, the woman said she wanted to go home and talk about something important. The couple left before their food arrived.

  Martin was worried for the rest of the night. He couldn't stop putting himself in the position of the man. He told himself he was different, that he wasn't cheating on one with the other, and that he was simply in love with both of them. But he knew Jimmy and Shane would never look at it that way. To them, he would be a cheater. A cheater like his wife was. He knew how it felt to be cheated on, and yet he did this to the ones he loved.

  “Thank you for today,” Jimmy said on their way back home. “I had a great time today.”

  He, on the other hand, had a very tiring day. Dating two men at the same time was exciting but equally tiring.

  “What's wrong?” Jimmy asked. “Are you mad at me for ruining a stranger's life?”

  “Looking at your pretty face,” he said. “I could never be mad at you even if I tried to. You have permanent puppy dog eyes ”

  Jimmy rested his head on Martin's shoulder and fell asleep for the rest of the journey. He looked so innocent when asleep. He felt the need to protect Jimmy from any harm, which was ridiculous because Jimmy was in no immediate harm except heartbreak. Jimmy was too innocent, too pure for this world. But he himself was the person who would eventually hurt Jimmy the most. No, he couldn't let Jimmy ever know about Shane. When they reached Jimmy's place, he waited for Jimmy to wake up. When he didn't, he blew air onto Jimmy's face until he opened his eyes.

  “Wake up sleepy head,” he said. “We've reached your place. You have twenty minutes before your curfew.”

  “I'm sorry,” Jimmy said as he sat upright and rubbed his eyes. He stared at Jimmy's soft and pink full lips as he opened his mouth wide and yawned. He remembered how his soft lips had surrounded his cock that day in his office. “What do you want to do for the next twenty minutes?”

  “I have an idea,” he said and leaned in closer to Jimmy's face. He took Jimmy by surprise and kissed him. Jimmy moaned at his tongue’s entry into his mouth. Jimmy moaned louder but was silenced by his mouth. Jimmy undid his seat belt and sat on his lap while trying not to break the kiss. He rested his hands on his big arms while Martin's held onto Jimmy's face. They made the loudest kissing sounds he'd ever heard. When Jimmy pulled away for a breath
, he began kissing Jimmy's neck. He lightly bit onto Jimmy's neck and Jimmy moaned loudly.

  Jimmy looked at Martin's watch and it was almost curfew. He got out of the car and walked to Martin’s side of the car.

  “Won't you walk me to the porch?” Jimmy asked as he leaned into the window.

  “I can't walk,” he said looking down at his crotch. “I have a boner. We'll have to wait here for a while. Just don't look so pretty and it'll go away.”

  “I can't wait,” Jimmy said while laughing. “My dad's strict with curfews. Are you free after Wednesday's class in the evening? My family isn't home until late in the evening. Do you maybe want to come over?”

  “Are you implying what I think you're implying?” he asked as his cock jumped in his pants with excitement. “My cock can only get so hard.”

  “Maybe,” Jimmy said looking down with a smile.

  “I have office hours, but I can cancel them,” he said. “No big deal.”

  “You don't have to cancel anything for me,” Jimmy said. “You can come over some other time.”

  “I want to,” he said. “Remember you said I work too much? I need a break anyways. I'll see you tomorrow. I'll park the car down the road so we won't get caught.”

  “Okay,” Jimmy said and pecked him on the lips. “Goodnight.”

  As Jimmy walked over to the porch, he stared at Jimmy’s ass while his cock grew harder.

  Chapter 13: Shane

  Shane was waiting for Jimmy to arrive at the cafeteria. He saw professor Martin walk by with a few of his colleagues. He smiled at Martin and Martin gave him a quick wink.

  “You look hot today in those red shorts,” Martin texted him. “I wish I could get you out of them.”

  Just as he was about to text him back, Jimmy took a seat before him. He put his phone into his pocket and smiled at Jimmy sheepishly.

  “I'm going to get some steak,” he said. “Where's your lunch?”

  “I don't feel hungry,” Jimmy said looking down. He knew that look. Jimmy was lying to him. He knew Jimmy's family was going through some severe financial crisis. He was more than willing to help Jimmy with everything he needed. After all, Jimmy was his best friend and the only one who truly knew and understood him.

  “Do you want me to get you some steak too?” he asked. “It'll be on me.”

  “No,” Jimmy said as his stomach gurgled loud. “I'll just have an early dinner when I get home.“

  “Why is your stomach gurgling from hunger then?” he asked. “What did you have for breakfast?”

  “It isn't gurgling from hunger,” Jimmy said looking embarrassed. “It just does that sometimes. Just go get your lunch. I have something important to ask you.”

  He came back with two plates of steak and Jimmy looked displeased.

  “I told you I'm not hungry,” Jimmy said as his stomach gurgled again loudly. “Why don't you ever listen to me, Shane? I can't let you pay for me.”

  “Jesus, Jimmy,” he said. “Calm down. This isn't for you. I was hungry, so I got two plates. So what is it that you wanted to ask me?”

  “I don't know how to ask you,” Jimmy said as his cheeks turned red.

  “God, look at you blush like a school girl,” he said. “I bet it's something sexual. You've made the right choice by coming to me. Sex guru Shane is here to help you. Let me guess, you've been shoving vegetables inside you and one of them is stuck inside you as we speak.”

  “No, gross,” Jimmy said and wrinkled his nose. “You finish your lunch and we'll talk.”

  Jimmy took the phone of his pocket and began texting someone. Halfway through lunch, he realized Jimmy was smiling every time he received a text.

  “I'm full,” he said as he finished the first plate of steak. “I seemed to have overestimated my appetite. Will you be a dear and have this plate of steak?”

  “I knew you were going to give it to me,” Jimmy said. “I can't keep letting you pay for me. I'll pay you back. How much was it?”

  “I'm not selling it,” he said. “You know, sometimes people do nice things for nice people without expecting anything in return. If you don't want it for free, then I'll just throw it away.”

  “No, wait,” Jimmy said as Shane stood up holding the plates. “You can't just throw food away. There are people in the world starving. Fine, I'll have it, but only this time.”

  He sat back down and pushed the plate towards Jimmy. Jimmy grabbed the fork and knife with shaking hands and went to town on the steak. He barely breathed between bites.

  “Go easy, cowboy,” he said. “It's dead. It ain't gonna run away. Not hungry, my ass.”

  “I'm sorry,” Jimmy said as he wiped his mouth looking embarrassed. “I didn't mean to.”

  Jimmy finished the steak within minutes and gave a loud burp that made people around turn their heads.

  “Thank you for the lunch,” Jimmy said as he blushed. “Let's get back to the casual question I had out of random curiosity. Do you have to open yourself up before you let a man penetrate you?”

  “You have a boyfriend, don't you?” Shane said wiggling his eyebrows. “I've never seen you so happy to read someone's text messages. Who is it? Tell me.”

  “I'm seeing someone, yes,” Jimmy said with a smile. “I can't tell you who it is. He's asked me to keep it a secret. I don't know if he considers us to be in a relationship, though.”

  “Give him the fuck of his life and he's all yours,” he said. “It's in men's genes to spread their DNA as much as they can. If you want him to stay with you, give him exactly what he wants, and all men want just one thing, hot sex. You can open yourself up if you want him to slip right in and have a great time. Or you could let him open you up with his fingers and that'll be great foreplay. So, when are you getting fucked?”

  “I prefer the term lovemaking,” Jimmy said. “I'm not sure if we'll even do it. He's much more experienced than I am, so I might just end up embarrassing myself trying to act sexy.”

  “You are sexy, though,” he said. “You don't have to try. Just be yourself and you'll have a great time. If you tell me who it is, I promise I won't tell a soul. You know you can trust me. Have I ever let you down?”

  “Not a soul,” Jimmy said with a huge smile. “It's… professor Martin.”

  “Excuse me,” he said as his smile faded. He blinked rapidly. “What the hell did you just say?”

  “Professor Martin,” Jimmy repeated. “I saw him with his pants off in his office and sucked him off. Then when he met me at the church, he asked me out on a date. We went to this amazing Indian restaurant…..”

  He could see Jimmy was still speaking, but he had stopped listening. He was trying to process what he'd just heard. How could professor Martin date Jimmy? That two-timing jerk! The one time he trusted someone, he got betrayed.

  “So, what do you think?” Jimmy asked after he stopped speaking.

  “Huh? What?” Shane asked with a frown while staring at Martin laugh in the distance with his colleagues. “What was the question?”

  “I said I don't want to date a man while I still live with my parents,” Jimmy said. “I don't have the freedom to leave my home. I can't keep making excuses to go see Martin. Do you think I should ask him to wait till I move out?”

  “No,” he said and sat beside him. “You shouldn't. I'm so happy for you, Jimmy. I would do anything for your happiness. You know that right?”

  “Sure,” Jimmy said as he hugged him tightly. “But why do you say that?”

  “I just wanted you to know,” he said before breaking the hug and giving him a smile. “If you're happy, then I'm happy.”

  “Your happiness is my happiness too, Shane,” Jimmy said as he got up. “Better get going. I have a class now.”

  As Jimmy walked away, he stared at Martin in the distance with disappointment. Martin wasn't the man he'd been pretending to be. He was being cheated on before the relationship even began. He should've known better. He should've known love wasn't for him. At least with one night
stands he knew what he was getting.

  Now as he left the cafeteria, he texted Martin to meet him at his home tomorrow evening. He planned to give him a piece of his mind. His parents were going on a business trip to Europe.

  Chapter 14: Jimmy

  Jimmy went straight home after class and waited for Martin to arrive. Now he worried about losing Martin. He didn't know why, but he was always worried about it. It was like he was counting days until Martin would leave him for another man. He knew this was ridiculous, for Martin was the nicest man he's known.

  Maybe his paranoia was a result of listening to Shane's casual sex stories for the past few years. Shane would tell him how after each hookup, men would make excuses to leave. The men would say they'd call him and sometimes they gave him wrong numbers, but soon he and Shane had realized that men wanted only one thing, sex. Once men have sex, they run and never return. Shane had attributed this to a top's nature of spreading his genes as much as possible.

  Now he tried to imagine what would happen once he'd given Martin what he wanted. Would he leave him and go to another man to spread his genes? Or would he stay and never leave?

  He wished he was as brave as Shane to just move on from one man to another, but he wasn't. Shane wasn't either at the beginning. But Shane had learned the hard way that there was no other option than to move on. Shane had spent countless days obsessing over random hookups, until one day when he became like the men he slept with. Shane no longer needed love, only sex. Maybe it was Shane's defense mechanism to not get hurt, but he hoped Shane would find love someday. What would be the purpose of life without love? To give love and to receive love was the biggest human need.

  When the doorbell rang, he got up from his seat and checked himself out in the mirror one last time. He pushed a few hair strands behind his ear and checked his ass out in the mirror. He was ready to lose his virginity. He opened the door and Martin stood there in a black suit.