Meeting his daddy professor (mxm)- 18+ advised

The Secret Place

Cole’s POV

After arriving at the “The Secret Place”, Linda’s bar, just in time for my Saturday shift, I make my way through the back door, while greeting Joel and Matt, the bar’s bodyguards.

“You’re late, Cole.”, Linda says scowling.

“One can never be content enough, my dearest boss.”, I replied cheekily, smiling and giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. She may be busting my ass on most days, but she was the only one who gave me a job when I most needed it. Even without any relevant background. Or any background at all. I was 18 at the time, barely an adult if you will, who knew nothing of the real world. Just a boy, who was grieving the loss of his parents, while trying to take care of his little sister. She gave me a chance when no one else did. To this day, I still don’t know the reason she hired me. Maybe it was my desperation. Or maybe it was my cute little butt. I slightly snickered at my own thoughts.

Well, I guess it must have some sliver of truth to it. You see, “The Secret Place” is no ordinary bar. To an outsider, it may seem like it. But to the few who know about it, Linda’s bar is a safe haven for people with different kinds of kinks. Be it a foot fetish, b**m, or a Daddy kink, this bar has it all, but it comes with a lot of strict rules to preserve and protect both the clientele and the owner of the bar. First and foremost, all clients must be referred by an already trusted member and their credentials have to be vetted. After paying the heavy fee upon entrance, they are free to participate in any activity they want inside the bar’s premises. Anything and everything can happen inside the bar, it just has to be consensual on all parties involved. Hence the vital need for strict security when the lines get blurred sometimes. My role at the bar is as a waiter. Although all I do is to serve the customers, I have to wear silver tight shiny shorts and a sleeveless T-shirt, to appease the eyes of the crowd. Since any s****l activity is permitted, even the waiters can be entangled in hot and steamy scenes, just like the one before my eyes.

Third person’s POV

When Cole turned his head to the left, he saw Shane, his friend and colleague approaching a table with four bike riders.

“How may I help you gentlemen?”, Shane politely asked smiling.

“How about you start by getting on your knees in front of me, sweet cheeks?”, one of the men replied, sitting comfortably on the sofa, opening his legs slightly, while getting his c**k out of his pants.

The other three men chuckled at his words, but then smirked awaiting Shane’s response. It seems they were looking for a bit of fun, wanting to f**k his mouth and tight ass, without caring about the onlookers.

Shane did not mind at all getting f****d with an audience. The mere idea of everyone looking at him at such private moments excited him. He craved to be everyone’s attention. To have them jerking off to his image, moaning his name while cumming again and again. He was used to it after all. He gave his body to these strangers every day, to be used however they pleased and getting an immense amount of pleasure out of it. And let’s not forget the hefty sum of money he got into his pockets every single night. He has expensive habits that need maintaining. It was a win-win situation in his mind.

Therefore, he made his way to this hunk and lowered himself to his knees.

“I can do everything you want me to, baby. For the right price of course. Say the word and my body is yours to use, boys.”, he said seductively, looking straight to the man that first talked.

He was so close to his c**k, his breath was fanning against it, making it hot and moist, just like he likes it.

The man, Roger, was close to losing his patience. The sight in front of him was out of a porn story and the feeling clouded his mind, making him speechless for a few minutes. He anticipated the moment he would have Shane’s mouth circled around his c**k. He didn’t have to wait long though. The others hastily agreed upon an amount of cash and soon enough Shane was all theirs for the night.

“So, big boy, what do you want me to do with that big fat d**k of yours?”, Shane said, getting his tongue out and licking the tip of Roger’s d**k.

“Did you like the taste, little b***h?”, Roger said.

After hearing Shane’s moan, he continued: “You better, because you’re going to drown in our c*m by the time we are done with you.”

With that, he shoved his c**k on Shane’s mouth, making him choke on it repeatedly.

Roger started thrusting his c**k inside his mouth with saliva running out of Shane’s mouth, but he didn’t care, he was immersed in finding his own pleasure just the way he liked it.

“We are going to make you our c*m slut tonight and you are going to enjoy every single minute of it”, he said grunting and with a loud shout, he released into his wanting throat.

The others have all got excited from the scene and were ready, stroking their already hard d***s, waiting for their turn. After Roger, they closed the distance between them and started to f**k his mouth relentlessly too. Shane got two d***s deep-throating him and one on his hand stroking feverously. He was barely breathing, and his jaw was hurting, but his heart was content. They degraded him with filthy words and assaulted his mouth with great force, to him though it was heaven.

He was laid on the couch on fours, being gagged by their d***s, that his mind didn’t even register the moment his pants were gone. Roger, having recuperated from his last release, was behind him, ready to pounce on his sweet little ass.

He pushed Shane’s head even further upon his friends’ d***s, if that was even possible, and Shane choked once more. In a swift moment, he pushed his c**k into his used asshole, stretching him. Swearing under his breath, he was f*****g and spanking his ass in a beat, climbing to his own orgasm for the second time that night. He was glad they chose this bar instead of a run-down strip club down the street. He knew things could get a little heated in “The Secret Place”, but he never thought he could f**k the waiting staff for everyone to see. In his first comment, he was teasing Shane and testing the waters. From that point on, things took a heated turn and he was elated. Just now he used his little c*m slut for the third time. They took turns f*****g him and bathed him in their c*m when they didn’t. The crowd surrounding them was growing by the minute and by the looks of it, they were stoked from the scene. Almost everyone in the crowd was m**********g or taking part in another s****l activity. Some got their mood on and resigned to other parts of the club, wanting the thrill to never end. Some turned on by the orgy, decided to explore their s****l self by also using the bar’s services. But some bold ones, the ones who continued to look at Shane being f****d, took things a step further. Jerking off from a distance, one by one, they all c*m onto Shane’s body. By the end, he was indeed bathed in c*m.

Cole’s POV

I was cleaning the bar by the time Shane came back. Today was definitely one of the busiest nights we have ever had.

“Hey, Shane. How are you?”, I gently asked and patted his shoulder.

Shane’s quirky and happy personality was toned down, but he still looked up at me and smiled.

“I am good Cole. Thoroughly f****d good. Just a bit tired. It was well worth it though. Did you see them?”, he replied, looking lost to his own world.

I was about to reply when I heard: “Hey hot stuff! Care for a night that neither of us will forget?”, a familiar voice said.

I was stunned for a moment, but I quickly found my voice and replied: “Oh my God, Ella! My savior in shining red.”, greeting my neighbor and my little sister’s babysitter.

I was apparently shouting because some heads turned my way. “Oopsie”, I thought.

Ella came by the bar and tightly hugged me and then pinched my ass.

“Such a nice ass, Cole.”, she dreamily replied, but then she snapped out of her thoughts and said:

“It’s the end of your shift, right? I came with Tammy here. Don’t worry she is in the car waiting for you. I just had some things I need to take care of, so I dropped her by.”, she said and winked at me.

I shook my head a couple of times knowing that the “things” she needs to take care of, is to dominate another sub at the bar and have some fun. It was by the end of my shift, so I didn’t mind at all. I was ready to leave after all. I waved goodbye to all the staff and Ella and walked towards the back door. Just as I was ready to open it, I came face to face with someone I never thought I would see here, Professor Steele.

There stood Professor Steele in all his glory, with Adam, a member of staff, fixing his clothes at the back. I didn’t need someone to paint me a picture of what happened here. It was obvious, but I was stunned and slightly annoyed if I am being honest with myself. I didn’t want him to catch up on any of that, so I masked my face to show indifference and smirked.

“Fancy meeting you here, Professor. Did you have fun with Adam?”, I said.

Professor Steele looked perplexed, but when the words I said registered to his mind, he was back to his old asshole self.

“Mr. Jones. Even though we are not in a classroom, I would mind your tone if I were you,” he said with authority lingering on his voice.

He seemed to contemplate something in his mind, but in the end, he asked:

“Have you reached a decision yet?”, he said cautiously.

I definitely have not reached a decision. I actively tried not to think about his proposal. I wanted to do that tomorrow, on my day off. “The Secret Place” was hardly where I wanted to have this conversation. Luckily, I did not have to reply since I was saved by Linda.

“Cole, can you come back here for a second? I wanted to discuss with you your itinerary for next week.”, she shouted from a distance.

“See you on Monday morning, Professor.”, I replied instead without sparing him another glance, I made my way towards Linda.

“So much for avoiding trouble today”, I thought. Nothing a nice bath and a glass of red wine can’t fix. I sighed and got in my car, after finishing up with Linda.