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More than anything.
    Kaleb blushed a little as I stood up straight, wiping the excess saliva from my lips. The cocky attitude was gone, replaced by something infinitely sexier. Vulnerability.
    “Do you still want me to fuck you, my sweet boy?” I asked him, lightly stroking his cheek. He blushed again and nodded, giving me a shy smile. My pulse surged with anticipation at the thought of sliding my cock into his tight teenage ass. Needing to prep a bit, I wet two fingers with saliva and used my fingers to reward us both, sliding slowly inside his entrance, curling and rubbing, eliciting a responsive moan from his parted lips.
    Dear God... the heat. He was so fucking tight too. “Wait, though,” he panted, arching into my hand. “Do you think it’s gonna fit?” His eyes were fixed on my throbbing erection. The serious look on his face was rather endearing. “That thing might be a few sizes too big.”
    I slid in a third finger, and began scissoring and stretching. He groaned when I reached his prostate. “Don’t worry, sweet boy. I’m gonna make you feel so good.” Kaleb moaned in response to my ministrations, his eyes rolling back as he gave in to the pleasure of having my fingers inside his tight little hole, working his body the way only a man with years of experience could.
    His hips edged closer and closer to the end of the desk as he rocked back and forth, attempting to meet each thrust of my hand with one of his own. He was getting close again.
    Just when he was on the verge of coming all over my hand, I pulled away, leaving him empty and wanting. Desperate for more—for my dick.
    Now is when the real fun begins.
    “God, I want you. You know that? You can’t imagine how long I’ve wanted this.”
    “Please,” he whispered. eyes fluttering shut.
    “I’m going to fuck you so goddamn hard you’ll feel it for a week.”
    I wrapped my arms around his waist. Though he looked even more nervous and confused, there was a glint of something behind that anxious facade—a look of dark desire. I still wasn’t sure if Kaleb’s almost innocent behavior was just some kind of act he was using to entice the hell out of dirty old perverts such as myself, but fuck if I didn’t love it all the same.
    Kaleb leaned back a little, his body slightly lax, allowing me to position him just as I desired, legs up on the edge of the desk, knees slightly bent.
    God damn, he was a gorgeous sight.
    By the time I had him the way I wanted, my dick was hard and aching, my tip leaking with precum and desire. My slacks were pushed down to my ankles. I was practically naked, so ready to fuck him that I couldn’t hold off another minute.
    I spit in my palm and began stroking myself, brushing my thumb over the sensitive head, getting it nice and wet. As my eyes fixed on Kaleb, I watched enraptured as the tip of my cock pressed against his tight hole.
    “Oh God, Professor Cameron. Please!” he cried out—his eyes wide—begging again. Unable to hold back any longer, I positioned myself at his entrance, meeting his eyes briefly before we both looked down to watch me push the plump tip of my cock into his ass. The flared tip entered him, disappearing into his perfect heat. Being inside him was like seeing God. With a cry of desperation, I slid to the hilt, unable to stop myself from wrapping my arm around his waist, holding him to me as I pumped slowly, acclimating us both to the feeling of having my big cock so snugly inside his ass.
    “I’m gonna fuck you,” I murmured, rolling my hips, pushing into him. Harder. Faster. “I’m gonna fuck you so fucking good.” Kaleb cried out as I slammed into him, feeling the head of my dick hit his prostate. I pounded his ass hard a few times, needing to know if this was what he truly wanted before I really let go.
    The expression of pure bliss on his face only solidified my decision to give in to my desires, to take what he was offering, to fuck him so good he wouldn’t be able to walk