Storm
Linus? What’s wrong?
Linus’ cheeks grew hot.Is he worried about me?
Linus
You didn’t show up for class, so I was worried about you.
There was a slightly longer pause before the next message.
Storm
I’m okay. You don’t have to worry. I’m tough balls (smiling emoji)
Linus
That’s a relief to hear. Isn’t the saying ‘tough as nails’?
Storm
Both of them bang around, I think it’s appropriate
Linus
That’s... actually kind of funny.
Storm
(smiling emoji)
Linus kicked off his shoes and curled up in his office chair, tucking his blushing face against the cushioned backrest.
Storm was okay. They were talking. Relief surged into his chest like a tidal wave.
It wasn’t his place to ask where Storm was instead of class. But he could imagine those broad shoulders rolling, Storm lifting his muscular arms over his head as he stretched.
He remembered Storm’s clothes clinging to his body, his leather pants stretched lewdly over his thick bulge.
Linus squirmed. He hadn’t had the energy for pleasure over the past week, but now that he’d gotten over his cold...
The more he thought about that alpha, the more he wanted to feel Storm pinning him down, spreading him open and touching his most intimate parts. He wanted to feel Storm’s bulge pushing against him, between his legs, trying to get into his hole.
Storm was probably his student. And yet...
It would feel so good to have those large hands holding him open. Exposing him to the last person he should allow inside his body.
Storm would press his fingers inside and stretch him, rub his sweet spot until he was a shaking mess. He would see how easily Linus opened for him, how easily Linus grew wet. Would he make Linus beg for his cock? Would he hold Linus down, and fit every thick inch inside?
Linus shuddered, shoving those thoughts to the back of his mind. He was at work!
And yet he had grown so hot, he’d soaked his pants with slick.
Linus swore, grabbing some tissues to dry up his mess. He still had one last class left to teach.
Storm wouldn’t be there.
He tried to distract himself with grading, except his heart wasn’t in it at all.
