Remus sighed as he slipped the last of the ungraded papers into the desk drawer. He looked behind him to ensure the board was clear of chalk, and ready for tomorrowâs lecture. During the summer months, there was talk of upgrading his classroom to massive whiteboards, but Remus was hesitant to move away from chalk.
Call it a nervous tick, but he enjoyed some things that were considered old fashioned. And the feel of chalk was just one of those things he liked. Theyâd already upgraded his computer to be integrated into the rest of the schoolâs systems, which meant everything was interlinked. Just another way for them to watch us I guessâŠ
Once he was certain everything was clear and ready to go, Remus sat down in front of his computer to finish shutting down so that he could leave. It was already close to eleven at night. Heâd have just enough time to go home, change, and sleep for five hours, before the next class started.
Remus sighed and ran a hand over his tired face. Part of him wanted to leave it till tomorrow, but the other part of him felt guilty. If it was a student who needed helpâŠ
Subject: follow the white rabbitâŠ
www.followthewhiterabbit.com
Remus stared blankly at the screen. He reaaaaaally shouldnât click the link. It could be spam, or malware, or some sort of virus. But part of him was intrigued. Was this a student organizational committee? Was he being invited to an event? Despite his better judgement, he clicked the link, and was brought to an almost blank webpage. The background was solid black with one line of text and one text box.
Youâve been invited to view PaDFooTâs show. Please enter the password below.
Blinking, Remus quickly flipped back to the email and copied the password into the text-box. The screen changed, fading the words out and bringing forward a square in the center of the screen. The pixels danced for a moment while the video loaded, but when it finally didâŠ
âJesus!â Remus breathed, simultaneously shocked and maybe just a little turned on. The video turned out to be a camera feed, likely someoneâs webcam, and showed a rather fit male on his knees, blindfolded and completely naked. His lower half was clearly⊠aroused, which was no surprise since the male appeared to be bouncing on some kind of toy stuck to the ground. There was a bundle of messy hair tied back in some kind of bun, which showed off the maleâs sharp angles and the kind of neck-bones Remus adored sucking on. This⊠man⊠was the epitome of Remusâ fantasies. But as the man in the video let out a rather eager moan, Remus panicked and clicked out of all the tabs on his screen. He sat there just staring for at least a minute, eyes wide and panicked, before shutting his computer down, grabbing his things, and leaving.
Panting, Sirius slowly ran his hands up his body, and untied the blindfold. What a great show tonight. Although he couldnât see the screen, he could definitely hear the constant âpingâ of tips being added to the online jar. Usually he could make an easy couple hundred off a show like this, especially now that he was gaining his own fanbase. But every now and then heâd get some eager depressed husband, or some dude in sexual denial, whoâd tip a jackpot and bring his earnings over a thousand for the night.
Most of it Sirius had put back towards his student debts, but he definitely kept some of it for fun stuff like clothing and new âtoysâ for his shows.
He wrapped a robe around himself and checked through his notifications. Not bad, heâd made an easy $500 tonight. The blindfold was always hit or miss. Some of his fans preferred being able to see his eyes, and others just loved the kinky side of things. He was about to close out for the night when something caught his eye.
Sirius blinked, then gulped. Professor Lupin⊠Sirius groaned and felt arousal spiralling inside the pit of his belly. There was only one man who could make him feel that aroused after just doing a whole show. And that man had actually clicked his linkâŠHad entered his password⊠Had seen his show⊠Or at least part of it. No doubt the Professor had been shocked by what heâd seen. Did he recognize Sirius? The idea thrilled him, and suddenly classes tomorrow were something he looked forward to going to.
(Oops⊠I did a thing. I blame @asktheboywholived entirely⊠once again⊠Because I was supposed to be writing other things⊠And then this happened⊠DAMMIT)
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