Pelaam: August 2007.
Once more Todd tried to focus on the words of the devastatingly dark and handsome teacher at the front of the class, and once again found himself drawn more to the way the man looked rather than on what he said. He was grateful that he was so far ahead in his studies. His dissertation was complete, just needing a final proof-read and some polishing before it needed to be submitted. He gave a silent sigh as he resumed his contemplation of the man he found so attractive. Dr Gabe Henson was everything that Todd wasn't. He stood a good couple of inches over six feet by Todd's estimation. He was broad shouldered with a powerful chest. Todd often dreamt about that chest; whether it was smooth or furred, how it would feel pressed against his chest...or his back. The man screamed raw, rampant masculinity and dark, brooding sexual charisma. Todd wasn't alone in his appraisal of the older man. Many of the other students, both male and female, drooled over, adored or were infatuated by their temporary teacher. Dr Henson's long, raven-black hair was tied in a neat ponytail and the goatee beard was carefully trimmed. Intense oceanic blue eyes pierced students at random and the teacher's arms gesticulated as he made his points. A pink tongue was occasionally glimpsed behind the strong, white teeth and Todd fantasized about that tongue when alone in his bed. As much as Todd loved the subject of Art History, he found he loved watching this man more. As he felt heat pooling at his groin, he was glad he wore loose, baggy jeans.
As the lesson ended, Todd slowly filed out with the rest of the students, jostled as usual by Bill and his sick-kick Martin. Todd rubbed absently at his back where an elbow had jabbed. He wasn't the only gay student in the class and he could only assume his persecution was due to his inherited appearance. Todd stood at just five feet five inches, six if he stretched his spine. He had small, delicately boned features and light blond, baby-soft hair. Currently he gelled and spiked his hair to try and look less feminine. He had ice-blue eyes and his lips were a pink Cupid's bow. He was almost the image of his mother and had been happy enough, by and large, with his appearance.
Until now.
He was so engrossed in his musings that he failed to watch where he was going and so bumped bodily into the object of many a recent wet-dream.
Gabe Henson strode down the university corridor. He'd needed to go and give himself a cold water face wash. Once again he'd found his eyes and then his thoughts focusing on a small blond beauty in his last class. The young man was a stunner and Gabe had found he played a major part in some very erotic dreams of late. He'd noticed Todd at the start of the year, but as a teacher had done nothing as the terms had sped by. Now there were just a few short weeks till the end of the year. Gabe was wondering whether he could find a way to chat to Todd to find out whether he might stand a chance with the young man outside of university. He caught the looks from the blond during his classes, when Todd thought Gabe's attention elsewhere. He had heard rumours that the boy was gay, but couldn't be certain if they were true, or spiteful based on his delicate build. He was so engrossed in his musings that he failed to watch where he was going and so bumped bodily into the object of many a recent erotic dream.
"Sorry." Two men spoke in unison. One voice was deep and well-modulated, the other soft and breathy.
Gabe could hardly believe he had two armfuls of the young man who had featured in his fantasies for almost a year. Surreptitiously he breathed in the light, clean, fresh scent of the younger man, which seemed to sum up Todd perfectly. Certain Todd was steady on his feet; he carefully and reluctantly released him.
Todd hoped his soft, low moan at being encased in Gabe's strong embrace was muffled by the broad, warm chest. He breathed in spice and heat from the big man, strong without being overpowering. Inexplicably he felt safe, even cherished, in the capable arms. He told himself his breathing was to calm himself, but he knew that, in part as least, he wanted to commit the heady male scent to memory. A sudden vision of Gabe lying on top of him, blanketing him with his large body, physically dominating and ravishing him sprang into Todd's mind. The blond whimpered sub vocally. He felt the arms release him with a mixture of regret and relief.
"You ok?" Todd let the warm tones wash over with him and then gave a shy smile.
"Fine, thank you, Dr Henson," Todd replied.
"Looking forward to completing your studies?" Gabe asked, reluctant to let the blond escape him so soon.
"Yes, but I'll miss you ...you...your lessons, that is." Todd felt the heat rise on his porcelain skin. He was grateful that at least the hammering of his heart couldn't be heard, even if his face was determined to betray him. Risking a quick glance at the big man, Todd could see his teacher seemed unperturbed by the unintentional revelation... perhaps even pleased.
"I'm glad I ... I mean my lessons...have made such a good impression," Gabe smiled.
Todd felt he was melting from the heat in the oceanic eyes. It was getting harder to maintain coherent thought and his unintentional revelation had already flustered the smaller man.
"You did," Todd said, his mouth suddenly as dry as the sands of the Sahara.
"Good." The single word was spoken in a deep, rasping purr and Todd felt his body react to it in allsorts of pleasurable ways. "Perhaps we could meet away from Uni?" Gabe ventured. "Can we meet after classes on Friday? To discuss things further?"
"O...ok, great," Todd husked, his smile coming out in full force.
Gabe basked in its radiance.
****
That night two very different men lay in their beds, each thinking of the other. Gabe was on his back, naked and hard, his legs wide apart. One hand wandered through a thick pelt of chest fur to pluck at thick dark nipples. His other hand played with a lush pubic pelt that adorned the base of a long, thick shaft. He moved to begin stroking at flesh already slick with pre-come. On each upstroke, he flicked at the slit to encourage more fluid, his strokes becoming faster. Abandoning his nipples, he reached to cup his large, haired sac and roll the heavy orbs within, his hips beginning to thrust into the tunnel of his fist. He pictured Todd, naked, willing, spreading his legs wide for him and groaned low and deep. He resumed playing with his nipples as his hips pumped hard and his breath came in harsh gasps. He felt heat flood his lower belly and he came explosively. Streaks of silver crème created an abstract pattern against his dark fur. As his breath returned to normal, he reached for the towel at his bedside to clean himself. Visions of a sated blond were in his mind as he settled to sleep, willing Friday to come round faster.
Kneeling on his bed, his legs spread wide; Todd penetrated himself with a second finger and began to caress his hidden jewel. His other hand pumped the rose-pink, slender shaft that jutted from a small nest of silver blond curls. He panted as he thrust back onto his digits and into his hand. In his mind it was Gabe's fingers, Gabe's cock, which penetrated him. He imagined the bigger man thrusting inside him, coming inside him and Todd whimpered as he came. Pulses of pearlescent seed erupted over his hand and Todd milked himself dry. He collapsed slowly to lie panting on his bed and carefully withdrew his fingers. He reached to the baby-wipes to cleanse himself. He smiled as he thought of Friday and chatting to Gabe, getting to know him. He slid beneath his covers, drifting asleep in post-coital bliss and dreamt of being held in a large protective embrace, wishing it was already Friday.
****
Gabe was furious. He'd managed to lose a filling and had to cancel his Friday class. A message had been passed on to his students, but Gabe was concerned about one in particular. Although not certain, he hoped Todd might be where he was due to hold his class. He'd ensured he'd told the University Don that he would be available after the class for any questions from his students. He rushed to his destination. His fury evaporated instantly as he saw the anxious face of the beautiful blond. It was replaced by pleasure and regret; pleasure that Todd was there and regret for the worry he'd caused.
"Hey, Todd," Gabe called. He couldn't help but grin at the instant transformation as Todd turned towards him, the anxiety disappearing as fast as Gabe's anger.
