Offering Himself

By Kim Ashton

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Aaron has lusted after his dark, sexy Professor from the moment they met, the deep power and calm in the man drawing him in, and his serious work ethic only deepening the attraction. Frustrated for years by the bounds of their professional relationship, he hands in his thesis with butterflies in his stomach, fully anticipating acting on the smouldering desire between them Aaron has lusted after his dark, sexy Professor from the moment they met, the deep power and calm in the man drawing him

Aaron has lusted after his dark, sexy Professor from the moment they met, the deep power and calm in the man drawing him in, and his serious work ethic only deepening the attraction. Frustrated for years by the bounds of their professional relationship, he hands in his thesis with butterflies in his stomach, fully anticipating acting on the smouldering desire between them Aaron has lusted after his dark, sexy Professor from the moment they met, the deep power and calm in the man drawing him in, and his serious work ethic only deepening the attraction. Frustrated for years by the bounds of their professional relationship, he hands in his thesis with butterflies in his stomach, fully anticipating acting on the smouldering desire between them – the lingering glances and not-so-casual touches that have teased his fantasies endlessly.

When Dale rejects him completely with meaningless excuses, Aaron is shocked and hurt but refuses to believe the sexual tension building between them didn’t mean anything. Determined to understand, he follows Dale home one night and uncovers secrets he could never have anticipated – darker desires that awaken something inexplicable within himself.

Armed with this knowledge he sets out to convince Dale to give them a chance together, prepared despite his inexperience to give over everything necessary to his Professor. But Dale’s outrage at his stubborn persistence may be too much for even the most strong-willed submissive to handle.

Warning: This 12,000+ word story contains graphic language, a darkly powerful dominant determined to avoid a relationship, the stubborn submissive who gives everything for the chance of one and explicit descriptions of the intense BDSM play and explosive sexual activity between them. Intended for 18+ audiences only.

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“You don’t want this, Aaron. This isn’t a game you can play or a test you can pass for us to be together. This is who I am and how I live, and whatever you think you want, you won’t be able to deal with that unless you’re cut from the same cloth. You’re making it very hard for me to walk away here and I don’t want to do something we’ll both regret. So before it’s too late, just let it go. I’ll untie you and you can go home. It will be better that way.”
This time Aaron did struggle, Dale’s breath catching as he watched the beautiful ripple of muscles down his back as he moved.
“Damn it, no! Stop telling me what I do or don’t want, who I am and what I can or cannot be. What makes you think I’m not like you? That I don’t want this?”
His eyes were alight with passion as he glared at Dale, his tirade unrelenting.
“I would have thought this makes it clear just how much I want it, how much I’m willing to give. I want to give it all to you, I want you to take it. How much more do I have to say, or do? Hurt me. Fuck me. Use me. Sir.”
The last word was so at odds with Aaron’s tone and expression as to be more of a challenge than anything else, but still, hearing it from his lips made heat shoot straight to Dale’s groin. He cursed as the part of him that had longed to see Aaron on his knees for years swamped him and all he could see was Aaron: helpless and vulnerable, giving himself over completely. Offering himself, claiming to want all the things Dale had barely allowed himself to fantasise about. Damn boy!
Dale reached out, unable to resist any longer and wanting to make Aaron feel him, his hand landing on the shoulder below him hard, touching him roughly. The jolt that went through him immediately at the long awaited contact seemed to be mirrored in Aaron and his lust grew even greater as he felt the boy’s shudder under him. His hand moved down, feeling the reflexive twitch of the youth’s firm muscle and touching him proprietarily, subconsciously asserting his right to do so.
Aaron might not know what the hell he was doing, but he was certainly pushing every one of Dale’s buttons, and it was getting too much to resist, with his mind relentlessly playing through all the delicious things that could happen tonight. Maybe it was better that way, anyway. One night satisfying the fantasies he’d suppressed for so long, and one night to show Aaron that this really wasn’t something he could play at. He’d do what Aaron wanted, take what he desired, and make Aaron finally understand why this couldn’t work.

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