Hot Under The Collar (S)

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I sat in class, chewing on the eraser of my pencil as I found myself staring at the professor as he teaches the class.

"G'day everyone! If you would all please turn to page 336 in your textbooks." Professor Chan says with his adorable smile.

The most handsome man I ever laid eyes on.

All the girls in class always made a big deal out of him.

He was always dressed in a custom made three piece suit.

He had the whitest teeth I had ever seen.

His accent is so hypnotizing.

I could listen to him talk all day.

"Alright class, we will be doing an exercise today that involves a little logic and deduction. Please remember this applies to any situation where you have no evidence or proof."

His voice was like velvet.

As he spoke and moved his arms, I couldn't take my eyes off of him.

As I'm staring at him, I watch him as his brown eyes look over to me.

He gives me a quick smile then looks back at his class.

My heart skipped a beat as I felt my cheeks heat up.

His smile is so adorable...

I need to stop staring...

I look back at his lecture while chewing on my pencil.

He was saying something about...?

My mind goes blank as I stare at him.

Why is he so damn handsome?

I felt my cheeks burning up as I felt myself go red.

I have to stop staring...

"Felix...?" I hear his voice call out to me.

"Yes, Professor?" I respond.

"Were you paying attention?" He asks in that deep voice that always makes me hard.

"Yes, sir."

I could still feel his eyes on me as I blush.

"Than would you repeat what I just said?" He asks, leaning against my desk.

"You were saying that..." I stutter, feeling my face get even hotter.

His gaze burns into my soul as I try desperately to think about what he said.

"Ah, yes. That...and..." I stammer, my stomach tied up in knots. I give up on trying and end up saying "I'm sorry, sir... I don't know..."

"Meet me after class, Felix." He says sternly.

"Y...Yes, sir..." I manage to reply.

I look down as my dick begins to grow.

Shit, I'm hard as a rock!

I try my best to calm my hard on, but after a couple minutes I give up.

How can I have a hard on in class?

I feel my cheeks getting even hotter.

Fuck, what is happening to me?

Fuck... Why do I have a hard on for this man?

The bell went, ending class.

I sat in my seat, watching the other students as they left.

He walks over to me and sits in his large wooden desk chair.

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