Reader Advisory: These stories are for mature audiences only and feature intensely erotic situations, taboo teacher/student relations, bdsm play, discipline, spanking, humiliation, anal sex, submissiveness and dominance. All characters are 18 or older.
Gay Classroom Discipline contains three stories:
Disciplining the Jock
Peter Stanton has always found ways of using his good looks and athletic talents to get ahead, and when he arrives in college it doesn’t look like that’s going to have to change. But his easy ride runs out when his professor Alex Whitner notices him flirting with a female classmate only to copy her course work. The handsome professor decides it’s time to teach Peter a little personal responsibility and maybe show the testosterone charged young man just what someone who actually knows how to handle him looks like.
Turning the Tables on the Teacher
If he’s being honest, Sam Rogers sometimes enjoys jerking around the college students in his classes … but when he goes too far with his bad marks, he finds out there’s someone in his class who won’t get pushed too far. Jackson, an undergraduate after completing his military service, has discovered a dirty little secret that Sam will do anything to keep from getting out into the open. He’s willing to keep this secret between them, but he wants to be sure that Sam still gets the punishment he so very much deserves.
Disciplined in the Dean’s Office
Jackson doesn’t know why he started the rumor about Professor Vicarro, his young and handsome politics professor. Maybe it was a plea for attention or maybe it was just a way of making a long-hidden fantasy become slightly real. But whatever the reason, the rumors have made their way to the Dean of Student Affairs Mr. Iverson himself, and when Jackson is called down to the office on a Friday afternoon, he finds out the dean’s heard a lot more.
Once past the initial mortification, he can admit he’s probably earned the spanking he’ll get, but did Mr. Iverson really have to tell Professor Vicarro about the whole thing, too? Surely he’ll find his own ways to settle accounts, and all Jackson can do is wait and see which method will leave him more sore.
Excerpt:
He sits back and considers me for a long moment, taking me in – all of me. I find myself suddenly a little bit self-conscious but try to shake the momentary weakness out of my head.
“What are you doing, Peter?” he asks. “Why do you think it’s appropriate to act this way?”
I try to meet his gaze, but I’m finding it increasingly difficult. “Like what, Professor?”
“You – always trying to push people around to get what you want. Do you think I’m some kid who’ll go weak-kneed if you flex your muscles?”
“What are you talking about, Professor?” I ask as innocently as I can, mentally backpedaling as my heart begins to hammer. He seems angry. It’s suddenly obvious to both of us that I don’t have the courage to go through with my implied threat.
“What am I talking about?” He asks incredulously. “No, enough. I’ve wasted too much time trying to teach you like an adult and give you the benefit of the doubt. I can see now that I was wrong from the beginning.”
He stands up, angry and strong and an inch or two taller than me as he looks down at me. He grabs me by my arm and pulls me to face him.
I look up at him, unable to speak. There isn’t anything to say. But there’s something about the way he’s looking at me, almost like he knows he’s supposed to be angry but he’s responding in a different way instead – almost like he’s noticing me the way I noticed him along the pathway this morning. I draw in a faltering breath.
Notice: These titles include themes and passages that have been adapted from several works by Jessica Whitethread with full consent of the original author.
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