Caught Online: Part 3/3 (Patreon)

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The footsteps continued growing louder, and I tried to calculate how much time I had. I hoped that they’d be going to Dr. Chen’s lab next door, but that’s when I heard the doorknob slowly begin to turn.

Ian, I won’t repeat myself- move your hands.

That was an easy direction to follow because I moved not only my hands but my entire body, throwing myself towards my clothes. I hoped I’d have time to grab them and run into the storage room behind me, but there wasn’t enough time. The door was opening now, and I saw Steven, my professor, walk into the lab with his phone in his hands. Doing what I should have done once the last undergrad left for the night, he turned around and locked the door without even seeming fazed by my nudity.

“Well Ian, I’m honestly surprised that you’d do something like this.”

“Listen Dr. Reynolds, I swear that I can explain.”

“Explain? Why would you need to explain when I’m already up to date?”

My clothes dropped to the floor as I felt almost all of the muscles go weak in my body. Dr. Reynolds… he’s the one who kept making all of those jokes about how he also used to live off of Kraft macaroni back in college. He’d been the one to mention those sites that offered a quick buck. He’d been the one to leave early yesterday…

“It was you. You’re the one blackmailing me!”

He just turned his phone around to show the video feed from my webcam to prove that I’d figured it out correctly. I wanted to ask why, but there were no more words. I just fell into one of the rolling lab chairs as he leaned on the lab bench in front of me.

“If you want to know, you did nothing wrong.” Lies- I did something wrong by clicking that email in the first place. “I’m not maliciously targeting you or anything- you just happened to be an easy target.”

“So what? Why’d you show up today when you could have kept exhorting me? Did you feel bad?”

“No, I just felt horny.” He was pawing at the growing bulge in his khakis now, and I tried to look away, but my gaze kept returning. “Judging by the looks of it, you are too.”

I’d been trying my hardest to avoid that, but I was getting hard, and there was no use in covering myself now.

“So, I have a proposition for you.”

“Fuck off.”

“Remember Ian, I’m still your boss.” That stern voice did more damage to my growing cock than I cared to admit to myself as I grew to full attention. “Now where was I… ah yes. Since you did use my computers to access a website that could have infected it with a virus, I can’t let you go unpunished. We can call this water under the bridge if you complete one last task for me.”

“I could report you to the dean for this.”

“And I could let you come to my house this weekend while my husband is away.”

I opened my mouth to rebuke his offer, but he knew that I couldn’t. He would have never have done any of this if he hadn’t seen the glances that I’d given him over the past few years.

“Go stand in front of the windows and jerk off for me. I want to see what that cock can do before I have my way with it.”

The door was still there, and the dean was still in his office… but I couldn’t ignore this chance. My pride couldn’t stop me from getting what I wanted at least once. I wasn’t about to wreck a marriage, but I’d take a weekend with him.

Stepping back in front of the window that still gave too many people access to my naked form if they would just look up, I wrapped my hand around my shaft and began to relieve the pressure that had been building since that damn webcam had clicked on.

I wasn’t ready to come for him- that was still one humiliation too far to envision seeing my seed spill onto the tile floor that I’d be working on again come Monday morning. Though I wasn’t ready for him to hear me moan as waves of pleasure rushed through my body either, but I couldn’t stop that from happening. I began to pick up speed as my other hand groped at my body, grabbing handfuls of flesh as I envisioned his own hand on my chest.

Opening my eyes again, I saw him standing in front of me, and as he leaned towards me, I opened my mouth to meet his, but he kept moving towards my ear.

“Once the audience leaves the window, get dressed and get to your car. I’ll have my address sent to you for tonight.”

With his breath still in my ear, he walked away and headed towards the door, leaving it wide open in his wake. Looking into the blank computer screen to my left, I saw the screen light up with the flash of a camera behind me, and I saw at least three blurry faces reflected back at me. I couldn’t dare to turn around and see if there was anyone there that I recognized, so instead, I quickly leaned down to grab my clothes and ran straight ahead to get changed in the corner. It wasn’t until my pants were on that I realized that my leaning over had exposed my bare ass to their phones, but that was a problem for another day. I was about to have my professor’s mouth on my ass, and that thought kept the humiliation at bay… for now.

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Even though two guys commented the obvious direction I was leading with this one (I love any comments on my posts!), I hope this was a fun one. It also helped me get back on track after my ongoing Discord fiasco