Tyler - Create Your Own Adventure 2024 - Part Eleven

The most popular vote, by a landslide, was for the mysterious stranger to be one of Tyler's professors. Read on to find out what happens, and vote for what you want to see happen next.

Tyler gasped as he turned around and came face to face with his history professor.

“Looks like someone is having a very rough day.”

“Professor Knight, I . . .”

Tyler wasn’t sure he had it in him to explain to yet another person what had happened to him.

“I assume an explanation is forthcoming, Tyler.”

Tyler sighed.

Of all the professors to find him, it had to be Professor Knight. He was in his early forties and was a total hunk; styled dark hair, gorgeous green eyes, a chiselled jaw, broad shoulders and an easy smile that always made Tyler feel like he was doing a good job.

“This is going to sound pretty wild,” Tyler said, at last.

“I’d assumed as much given that you’re butt naked down an alley on campus.”

Tyler blushed again and clutched his hands even more tightly over his leaking dick.

God, he wished it would just go down already; it was starting to ache.

Despite wishing the ground would swallow him up, Tyler told Professor Knight everything that had happened, right up to Justin leaving him there with strict instructions not to go home until midnight.

When Tyler had finished, Professor Knight was trying to suppress a grin.

“It sounds like you’ve had quite the adventure.”

“You could say that,” Tyler muttered.

“And how long have you been hard for?”

Tyler drew in a sharp intake of breath, his cheeks heating even more. “I . . . sorry . . . it’s been hard for . . . I mean . . . hours it feels like.”

Professor Knight chuckled. “I’ll tell you what, why don’t you come back to my place, and I can loan you some clothes and then you have somewhere to hang out clothed before you have to go back to your apartment. How does that sound?”

“Oh my god, that would be amazing. Thank you so much, Professor.”

Tyler couldn’t believe his luck. After everything that had happened, someone was finally showing him some kindness. Having some clothes on would be amazing, and then he could go home to Justin, sort this whole mess out and pretend nothing had happened . . . hopefully.

“There’s just one catch,” Professor Knight said as he crossed his arms and frowned.

Tyler’s heart sank. “What’s that?”

“I picked up my new car yesterday. With the utmost respect, I do not want a college student cumming all over my new leather seats.”

His cheeks now on fire, Tyler’s cock throbbed in his hands at the thought.

“I promise you that I have more self-control than that, Professor. Honestly.”

“I’m sure you do, but if you’ve been hard for hours and your dick is leaking that much, I don’t want to risk it. You can come back with me, but you’re going to need to jerk off here first. Sorry Tyler.”

Tyler was convinced he saw something flash in the Professor’s eyes at the offer, but it was gone before he could be sure.

Was he really going to jerk off in front of his professor? He was so desperate to get some clothes on and get inside.

“Are you going to . . . watch?”

Professor Knight laughed. “No need to make it sound so sordid, Tyler. I just want to be sure those balls are empty. Come on, given how hard you are, I’m sure it won’t take a second.”

Tyler looked down at his rock-hard dick, the head glistening with precum. Could he really jack off right here in front of his hunky professor? He slowly took his hands away so that his cock and balls could hang free. The head of his cock was almost purple, it was so hard.

“Come on, Tyler. I haven’t got all evening.”

Tyler looked up at his professor and then back down at his dick. Could he really do this?