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Teacher's Tied Up Twink (Traci Wilde)


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Charlie Webb was excited to be starting his student-teaching, especially since it was at his own high school.
Then he was assigned to work with Mr. Caleb Smith, his own math teacher, and suddenly Charlie was nervous.
And scared.
Charlie had a crush on Mr. Smith, ever since the first day he walked into his algebra class. Of course, students were always getting crushes on teachers – except Charlie was the only guy he knew who had a thing for one of his male teachers.
A flame that never completely died.
And now he was going to be working with Mr. Smith, staying after school with him – and since they were both adults (though Charlie was just 20), Charlie was afraid he might try something, do something he would regret.
His fears were unfounded, though, because Charlie soon discovered Mr. Smith had a thing for him, too –and Charlie learned Mr. Smith gets what he wants, no matter how rough he has to make it, in this tale of hard driving, sensual, taboo first-time gay bondage.

Product type: EBook    Published by: author - self-published    Published: 12 / 2017

No. words: 8000

Style: Erotica -    GLBT, OM BDSM Erotica

Available Formats: MobiPocket (MOBI)  EPUB  PDF  


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I cupped his face in my hands and kissed, hard, pushing my tongue between his lips, into his mouth. I felt his hands on my shoulders again, but instead of pushing me away, he began caressing my shoulders, hands working their way down my body. I trembled when his hands reached my hips.
I grabbed his shirt and ripped it open, heard buttons sprinkling to the floor. His hands were on me, under my shirt, lifting it over my head, and that's when it hit me, what we were doing. His hands on me sent shivers of arousal through me, but suddenly I was scared, and unsure, and I absolutely knew this was wrong. I broke the grip, stepped away.
"What’s wrong?" he asked.
"I…just…I don't know. I'm…can we back up, start over?"
He smiled, though it wasn't the innocent little smile I recall. It was like the expression on a wild jungle cat, hungry and ready to move in for the kill. "Start over how?"
I grew nervous. "I don't know, just…can we talk. Maybe go out. Spend some time…I don't know, getting to know one another?"
Before I could react he stepped toward me, put his arms around me and literally swept me off the floor. While Mr. Smith is slender, he's exceptionally strong – his arms and body all muscle.
"We're going to get to know one another quite well," he said.
I struggled to get free, to get my legs down, feet on the floor, and I guess I could have fought harder, kicked him, gotten loose and punched, but it would have taken great effort – his arms felt like bands of steel around me.
And truth be told, I wasn't all that certain I wanted to stop him. All those years of dreaming of him, of wanting to be myself, to tell the world I'm gay – yes, I'm actually a virgin, because I've been too scared to be myself, to come out. All those years were ready to explode.
He carried me to my bedroom, lowered me to the bed, then stood, looking down on me. "My friend, I am going to make you scream," he said as he unbuckled his belt, yanked it from his pants.
"Please, Mr. Smith…" I got up on my hands and knees, suddenly a little scared, tried crawling across the bed. He grabbed my ankles, yanked my legs out from under me, dragged me back across the bed. Before I could do anything he pulled my arms back behind me and I felt him wrapping the belt around my elbows, around one, then the other, then both, pulling them so damn tight behind me, until they almost touched. Then he tied it off, and I couldn’t move, just lying there, face down on the bed, elbows bound tightly behind me, and I realized maybe I should have fought, should have resisted, because now I truly was helpless.
I shivered, not with fear, but with anticipation.
Mr. Smith pulled me off the bed, to the floor, so that I was kneeling, arms drawn behind me, back arched, chest out. He disappeared into the living room for a few moments. I heard faint sounds – his brief case popping open, rustling, then he returned, and I grew even more frightened. In his hands was a coil of rope and…oh my god, it was a gag. I'd seen them before, never in real life, but in photos – a big red ring. It dawned on me he had that in his brief case. He came here with intentions of tying me up and taking me.
"Mr. Smith, please, I…"
He grabbed my hair with his hand and held my head still while he shoved the gag in, stretching my mouth do damn wide. It felt like my jaw muscles were going to snap he forced my mouth so wide, then he wrapped the straps around my had and buckled it tightly in back.
I knelt there, helpless, as he whipped a knife from his pocket, opening the blade, slipping it up under my shirt, ripping and cutting it until the cloth fell from my body. He put the knife on the table.
A big long string of saliva ran from my mouth, began dripping from my chin. My jaws ached – the ring gag held my mouth far too open, saliva and spit drooling out.
I squealed, at least as much as I could, and he laughed, slapping his hands against my chest, pinching my nipples.
The saliva was hanging down from my chin now, so damn embarrassing. My jaws ached. I leaned my head back, tried to keep the spit from rolling...


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Traci Wilde is a member of the After Midnight Press cooperative, penning hot, steaming, erotic shorts stories and novels deep into the night.

Here's what her colleagues at After Midnight Press have to say about her: "The name seems to fit, as our self-described wild-child sometimes draws from her own real-life experiences for her tales."

That's not to say every story she writes happened, but quite a few of them have a basis in real-life events. She's single (and says she will always remain so), lives in North Carolina at present (though she moves around every so often), and counts among her hobbies running, watching the stars at night, and...well, having sex. Often.

 

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This story has been self-published by the author

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Teacher's Tied Up Twink (Traci Wilde)


Teacher

$2.99

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    • Not yet rated. Buy this book and be the first to rate it!

Charlie Webb was excited to be starting his student-teaching, especially since it was at his own high school.
Then he was assigned to work with Mr. Caleb Smith, his own math teacher, and suddenly Charlie was nervous.
And scared.
Charlie had a crush on Mr. Smith, ever since the first day he walked into his algebra class. Of course, students were always getting crushes on teachers – except Charlie was the only guy he knew who had a thing for one of his male teachers.
A flame that never completely died.
And now he was going to be working with Mr. Smith, staying after school with him – and since they were both adults (though Charlie was just 20), Charlie was afraid he might try something, do something he would regret.
His fears were unfounded, though, because Charlie soon discovered Mr. Smith had a thing for him, too –and Charlie learned Mr. Smith gets what he wants, no matter how rough he has to make it, in this tale of hard driving, sensual, taboo first-time gay bondage.

Product type: EBook    Published by: author - self-published    Published: 12 / 2017

No. words: 8000

Style: Erotica -    GLBT, OM BDSM Erotica

Available Formats: MobiPocket (MOBI)  EPUB  PDF  


Excerpt

I cupped his face in my hands and kissed, hard, pushing my tongue between his lips, into his mouth. I felt his hands on my shoulders again, but instead of pushing me away, he began caressing my shoulders, hands working their way down my body. I trembled when his hands reached my hips.
I grabbed his shirt and ripped it open, heard buttons sprinkling to the floor. His hands were on me, under my shirt, lifting it over my head, and that's when it hit me, what we were doing. His hands on me sent shivers of arousal through me, but suddenly I was scared, and unsure, and I absolutely knew this was wrong. I broke the grip, stepped away.
"What’s wrong?" he asked.
"I…just…I don't know. I'm…can we back up, start over?"
He smiled, though it wasn't the innocent little smile I recall. It was like the expression on a wild jungle cat, hungry and ready to move in for the kill. "Start over how?"
I grew nervous. "I don't know, just…can we talk. Maybe go out. Spend some time…I don't know, getting to know one another?"
Before I could react he stepped toward me, put his arms around me and literally swept me off the floor. While Mr. Smith is slender, he's exceptionally strong – his arms and body all muscle.
"We're going to get to know one another quite well," he said.
I struggled to get free, to get my legs down, feet on the floor, and I guess I could have fought harder, kicked him, gotten loose and punched, but it would have taken great effort – his arms felt like bands of steel around me.
And truth be told, I wasn't all that certain I wanted to stop him. All those years of dreaming of him, of wanting to be myself, to tell the world I'm gay – yes, I'm actually a virgin, because I've been too scared to be myself, to come out. All those years were ready to explode.
He carried me to my bedroom, lowered me to the bed, then stood, looking down on me. "My friend, I am going to make you scream," he said as he unbuckled his belt, yanked it from his pants.
"Please, Mr. Smith…" I got up on my hands and knees, suddenly a little scared, tried crawling across the bed. He grabbed my ankles, yanked my legs out from under me, dragged me back across the bed. Before I could do anything he pulled my arms back behind me and I felt him wrapping the belt around my elbows, around one, then the other, then both, pulling them so damn tight behind me, until they almost touched. Then he tied it off, and I couldn’t move, just lying there, face down on the bed, elbows bound tightly behind me, and I realized maybe I should have fought, should have resisted, because now I truly was helpless.
I shivered, not with fear, but with anticipation.
Mr. Smith pulled me off the bed, to the floor, so that I was kneeling, arms drawn behind me, back arched, chest out. He disappeared into the living room for a few moments. I heard faint sounds – his brief case popping open, rustling, then he returned, and I grew even more frightened. In his hands was a coil of rope and…oh my god, it was a gag. I'd seen them before, never in real life, but in photos – a big red ring. It dawned on me he had that in his brief case. He came here with intentions of tying me up and taking me.
"Mr. Smith, please, I…"
He grabbed my hair with his hand and held my head still while he shoved the gag in, stretching my mouth do damn wide. It felt like my jaw muscles were going to snap he forced my mouth so wide, then he wrapped the straps around my had and buckled it tightly in back.
I knelt there, helpless, as he whipped a knife from his pocket, opening the blade, slipping it up under my shirt, ripping and cutting it until the cloth fell from my body. He put the knife on the table.
A big long string of saliva ran from my mouth, began dripping from my chin. My jaws ached – the ring gag held my mouth far too open, saliva and spit drooling out.
I squealed, at least as much as I could, and he laughed, slapping his hands against my chest, pinching my nipples.
The saliva was hanging down from my chin now, so damn embarrassing. My jaws ached. I leaned my head back, tried to keep the spit from rolling...


Keywords - click on word to search for more titles

gay  bondage  BDSM  teacher-student  older man-younger man  gay romance  erotica  spanking  nipple clamps  torment  anal sex  virgin  deflower  oral sex  gag  whip  alpha male  submissive  

Author Information

Traci Wilde is a member of the After Midnight Press cooperative, penning hot, steaming, erotic shorts stories and novels deep into the night.

Here's what her colleagues at After Midnight Press have to say about her: "The name seems to fit, as our self-described wild-child sometimes draws from her own real-life experiences for her tales."

That's not to say every story she writes happened, but quite a few of them have a basis in real-life events. She's single (and says she will always remain so), lives in North Carolina at present (though she moves around every so often), and counts among her hobbies running, watching the stars at night, and...well, having sex. Often.

 

Publisher Information

This story has been self-published by the author

Teacher's Tied Up Twink (Traci Wilde)


Teacher

$2.99

Add To Cart

More By This Author

    • Not yet rated. Buy this book and be the first to rate it!

Charlie Webb was excited to be starting his student-teaching, especially since it was at his own high school.
Then he was assigned to work with Mr. Caleb Smith, his own math teacher, and suddenly Charlie was nervous.
And scared.
Charlie had a crush on Mr. Smith, ever since the first day he walked into his algebra class. Of course, students were always getting crushes on teachers – except Charlie was the only guy he knew who had a thing for one of his male teachers.
A flame that never completely died.
And now he was going to be working with Mr. Smith, staying after school with him – and since they were both adults (though Charlie was just 20), Charlie was afraid he might try something, do something he would regret.
His fears were unfounded, though, because Charlie soon discovered Mr. Smith had a thing for him, too –and Charlie learned Mr. Smith gets what he wants, no matter how rough he has to make it, in this tale of hard driving, sensual, taboo first-time gay bondage.

Product type: EBook    Published by: author - self-published    Published: 12 / 2017

No. words: 8000

Style: Erotica -    GLBT, OM BDSM Erotica

Available Formats: MobiPocket (MOBI)  EPUB  PDF  


Excerpt

I cupped his face in my hands and kissed, hard, pushing my tongue between his lips, into his mouth. I felt his hands on my shoulders again, but instead of pushing me away, he began caressing my shoulders, hands working their way down my body. I trembled when his hands reached my hips.
I grabbed his shirt and ripped it open, heard buttons sprinkling to the floor. His hands were on me, under my shirt, lifting it over my head, and that's when it hit me, what we were doing. His hands on me sent shivers of arousal through me, but suddenly I was scared, and unsure, and I absolutely knew this was wrong. I broke the grip, stepped away.
"What’s wrong?" he asked.
"I…just…I don't know. I'm…can we back up, start over?"
He smiled, though it wasn't the innocent little smile I recall. It was like the expression on a wild jungle cat, hungry and ready to move in for the kill. "Start over how?"
I grew nervous. "I don't know, just…can we talk. Maybe go out. Spend some time…I don't know, getting to know one another?"
Before I could react he stepped toward me, put his arms around me and literally swept me off the floor. While Mr. Smith is slender, he's exceptionally strong – his arms and body all muscle.
"We're going to get to know one another quite well," he said.
I struggled to get free, to get my legs down, feet on the floor, and I guess I could have fought harder, kicked him, gotten loose and punched, but it would have taken great effort – his arms felt like bands of steel around me.
And truth be told, I wasn't all that certain I wanted to stop him. All those years of dreaming of him, of wanting to be myself, to tell the world I'm gay – yes, I'm actually a virgin, because I've been too scared to be myself, to come out. All those years were ready to explode.
He carried me to my bedroom, lowered me to the bed, then stood, looking down on me. "My friend, I am going to make you scream," he said as he unbuckled his belt, yanked it from his pants.
"Please, Mr. Smith…" I got up on my hands and knees, suddenly a little scared, tried crawling across the bed. He grabbed my ankles, yanked my legs out from under me, dragged me back across the bed. Before I could do anything he pulled my arms back behind me and I felt him wrapping the belt around my elbows, around one, then the other, then both, pulling them so damn tight behind me, until they almost touched. Then he tied it off, and I couldn’t move, just lying there, face down on the bed, elbows bound tightly behind me, and I realized maybe I should have fought, should have resisted, because now I truly was helpless.
I shivered, not with fear, but with anticipation.
Mr. Smith pulled me off the bed, to the floor, so that I was kneeling, arms drawn behind me, back arched, chest out. He disappeared into the living room for a few moments. I heard faint sounds – his brief case popping open, rustling, then he returned, and I grew even more frightened. In his hands was a coil of rope and…oh my god, it was a gag. I'd seen them before, never in real life, but in photos – a big red ring. It dawned on me he had that in his brief case. He came here with intentions of tying me up and taking me.
"Mr. Smith, please, I…"
He grabbed my hair with his hand and held my head still while he shoved the gag in, stretching my mouth do damn wide. It felt like my jaw muscles were going to snap he forced my mouth so wide, then he wrapped the straps around my had and buckled it tightly in back.
I knelt there, helpless, as he whipped a knife from his pocket, opening the blade, slipping it up under my shirt, ripping and cutting it until the cloth fell from my body. He put the knife on the table.
A big long string of saliva ran from my mouth, began dripping from my chin. My jaws ached – the ring gag held my mouth far too open, saliva and spit drooling out.
I squealed, at least as much as I could, and he laughed, slapping his hands against my chest, pinching my nipples.
The saliva was hanging down from my chin now, so damn embarrassing. My jaws ached. I leaned my head back, tried to keep the spit from rolling...


Keywords - click on word to search for more titles

gay  bondage  BDSM  teacher-student  older man-younger man  gay romance  erotica  spanking  nipple clamps  torment  anal sex  virgin  deflower  oral sex  gag  whip  alpha male  submissive  

Author Information

Traci Wilde is a member of the After Midnight Press cooperative, penning hot, steaming, erotic shorts stories and novels deep into the night.

Here's what her colleagues at After Midnight Press have to say about her: "The name seems to fit, as our self-described wild-child sometimes draws from her own real-life experiences for her tales."

That's not to say every story she writes happened, but quite a few of them have a basis in real-life events. She's single (and says she will always remain so), lives in North Carolina at present (though she moves around every so often), and counts among her hobbies running, watching the stars at night, and...well, having sex. Often.

 

Publisher Information

This story has been self-published by the author


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