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Atticus smirked, taking longer to answer Copper’s question. “I don’t think I could have resisted,” he cooed, smiling over at him. “Honestly, It wouldn’t have taken much..” He quirked a brow when hearing Copper, “You’d be that naughty,” he smirked more, “Just the thought of that is getting me hard… god, how I would have loved to fuck you on my desk… really would have given it to you.”
Believe it or not, this was his first time getting sucked off in a car while driving. It took a lot for Atticus to concentrate on the road ahead of him but the erotic noises coming from Copper only made it harder. At this point, the professor didn’t care if he got pulled over for speeding as he wanted to get home quick. “Fuck, Copper” he moaned, head tilting back against the head rest when waiting at a stop light. His hand came to rest on top of the boys’ dark curls, fingers gently soothing his scalp as it followed the motion of his head. “You’re so good at this,” Atticus breathed out, cock twitching more. It wasn’t long before he pulled up alongside the curb to the front of his house, letting out a long exhale. “Don’t stop–” he pleaded, “I’m close…. and once we get inside. I’m going to fuck you raw,” Atticus groaned, fingers curling into that head of hair.
The dirty talk was driving Copper wild, and he was loving it. “That’s so fucking hot, Professor,” he replied. “I’d come to your office during your office hours, needing help for an ‘assignment.’” He leaned in and whispered, “But what I’d really need help with is being fucked by a big, meaty cock. You might have to gag me...I don’t think I could have kept my voice down.” The image that Atticus was painting was turning Copper on even more, which felt impossible, but it was true. “I’d probably have to come by every day though, Professor. There’s only one kind of D I’d want.”
Once they were on the way to Atticus’s house, Copper was giving the man the blowjob of his life. And when Atticus cursed and moaned his name, when he put his hand in his hair, Copper was overwhelmed with desire for this incredible man. He was like a man possessed, totally cock drunk, moaning like a whore around this amazing dick. He worked his tongue around the shaft, swallowing Atticus all the way down to his balls and holding his place there, one hand running along the man’s thigh while the other cupped his balls. “I’m good at a lot of things, sir,” Copper told Atticus, and then he went back to sucking him. He needed the man’s cum, so Copper redoubled his efforts, fucking his face wildly on Atticus’s dick. When he pulled off next, Copper said, “I’ll only let you fuck me raw if you breed my hole, Professor,” and then he went back to sucking Atticus, determined to keep going until he tasted the man’s seed.










