Chapter 127: My student owns my hole -5

Emrys sank down. The thick plug shifted inside him and forced a soft sound from his throat.

Riven stepped close, unzipped his own jeans, and freed his cock. It hung heavy and already half hard. He stroked it slowly while he stared down at the older man.

"You walked across campus with my cum on your face and my plug in your ass. Anyone could have noticed. That risk belongs to me now. Open your mouth."

Emrys parted his lips. Riven pushed the head of his cock inside and rested it on the professor’s tongue. He did not thrust yet. He simply held still and let the weight of it sit there.

"You will keep it warm while I decide what to do with you. No sucking. Just hold it."

Emrys stayed motionless on his knees. The thick shaft filled his mouth and pressed against the back of his tongue.

Riven reached down and wiped a streak of dried cum from Emrys’s cheek with his thumb, then pushed the thumb into the older man’s mouth alongside his cock.

"You look better like this. Used and waiting. I am going to fuck you over that desk in a minute, but first you need a proper punishment for how easily you went soft in class yesterday."

He pulled free of Emrys’s mouth and pointed at the desk. "Stand up. Remove your pants and briefs all the way off. Lay chest flat on the wood and spread your legs wide."

Emrys rose and shoved the clothing down. He draped himself across the desk and opened his stance.

The flared base of the plug sat fully exposed between his cheeks. Riven gripped it and twisted the toy in a slow, full circle.

Emrys groaned into the desk as the thick shaft ground against his prostate.

"This stays in while I spank you," Riven said. "Count each one out loud."

He brought his open hand down hard across the right cheek. The impact jostled the plug deep inside. Emrys jerked forward and forced the word out.

"One."

The second strike landed on the left cheek with equal force. Heat bloomed across the skin.

"Two."

Riven settled into a steady rhythm. Each slap landed firm and loud. The plug shifted with every impact and kept Emrys’s cock leaking steadily onto the side of the desk.

By the tenth strike both cheeks glowed red and Emrys’s voice had turned rough.

"Ten."

Riven did not stop. He added five more, harder than the first set, until Emrys’s thighs trembled and his count came out broken.

When the fifteenth strike landed Riven finally paused and rested his palm on the heated skin.

"You took that well. Now the plug comes out so I can replace it with something better."

He gripped the base and pulled the seven-inch shaft free in one long motion. Emrys’s hole clenched around the sudden emptiness and a thin trail of lube followed the toy.

Riven set it on the desk, opened his jeans the rest of the way, and stroked his cock until it stood fully hard and thick.

He spat directly onto Emrys’s open hole, rubbed the spit in with two fingers, and lined up.

"Stay quiet. The door is unlocked. Anyone walking by can hear if you get loud."

He pushed forward in one continuous thrust that seated him to the root. Emrys bit down on his own forearm to muffle the groan.

The stretch burned in the best way after hours of the plug. Riven gripped both hips and started a deep, steady rhythm that made the desk creak.

Each thrust forced Emrys’s hard cock to drag against the wood.

"You feel looser after wearing that plug all day," Riven said. His voice stayed low and controlled. "I like it. I can fuck you harder without warming you up first."

He increased the pace. The wet sound of skin meeting skin filled the office. Emrys kept his face pressed to the desk and took every thrust.

Riven reached around and wrapped a fist around the older man’s cock, stroking in time with his hips.

"You do not come until I say. If you get close you tell me immediately."

Emrys nodded against the wood. The dual pressure of the thick cock inside him and the tight fist around his shaft pushed him toward the edge fast. His breathing turned sharp.

"I am close," he warned.

Riven released his cock at once and slowed his thrusts to a deep grind. "Not yet. Hold it."

He fucked Emrys through another full minute of denial, keeping him right on the brink without letting him fall over.

Sweat gathered at the small of the older man’s back. His hole clenched and fluttered around Riven’s cock with every withheld orgasm.

Riven finally pulled out, flipped Emrys onto his back on the desk, and shoved his legs up toward his chest.

He drove back inside in one hard thrust and leaned down until their faces were close.

"Look at me while I use you. I want to see your face when I finally let you come."

Emrys locked eyes with him. Riven stroked the older man’s cock with firm, fast pulls while he slammed in deep.

The angle dragged the head of his cock across Emrys’s prostate on every stroke.

"Come now," Riven ordered. "Make a mess on your own desk."

Emrys’s body locked. Thick ropes of cum shot across his stomach and chest. His hole clamped down hard around Riven’s cock and pulsed with every spurt.

Riven growled and drove in to the hilt, flooding the older man with hot pulses of his own release. He stayed buried deep while both of them caught their breath.

When he finally pulled out, cum leaked from Emrys’s hole and ran down onto the desk. Riven stepped back and looked at the wrecked professor still spread open and marked.

"Stay there. Do not clean up. I am going to take a picture so you remember how you look after I finish with you."

He pulled his phone from his pocket and captured the image. Emrys remained still, chest rising and falling, cum cooling on his skin. Riven put the phone away and tossed a small packet of wipes onto the desk.

"Clean the surface only. Leave yourself messy under your clothes. Put the plug back in before you leave this office. You will wear it home tonight. Text me when you are in bed so I know you followed the order."

Emrys pushed himself up on unsteady arms and reached for the wipes. He cleaned the desk while Riven watched.

Then he coated the seven-inch plug with fresh lube and pushed it back inside himself with a soft, broken sound.

The thick shaft seated fully and forced his cock to twitch again even though he had just come.

Riven zipped his jeans and walked to the door. He opened it slightly, then looked back.

"Tomorrow you will teach every class with that plug in. I will be in the back row watching the way you walk. If I decide you look too comfortable I will add more punishment after. Clear?"

"Clear," Emrys answered.

Riven stepped into the hallway and disappeared. Emrys stood alone in the office with the heavy plug buried inside him and the taste of the student’s control still thick in the air.

He dressed slowly, every movement a reminder of what now belonged to the younger man.