Blurred Lights - 2 - Sex Stories

Blurred Lights - 2

... followed the two until they stopped at a building. There were 13 dorms on campus and seven student living apartments off campus and this one was the nicest of them all. He partied once or twice here at the Pueblo Dorms. Brad stopped by the statue that was proudly standing 50 yards away from the main entrance and watched as Avery swiped both of their student ID’s by the glass doors and disappeared into the dimly lit lobby. Defeated, Brad turned around and walked into the sunrise, enjoying the view over the university’s main education buildings in the distance. Now that he knew where Link was, he would try to talk to him. - - - - - - “I just don’t want to flunk this course, doctor,” Link said in a sweet tone to Dr. Stevens, head of the psychology department and the professor for Link’s Psychology 101 class. Dr. Stevens was 35. He graduated high school early and took the accelerated path in college. Not only was he talented when it came to academics, he was also handsome. Sporting a trimmed goatee and short brown hair combed backwards, he was on track to be a total DILF. “I’m sure if you just apply yourself to the homework, you’ll be fine,” Dr. Stevens said to Link, rubbing his upper arm from across his desk in his office. His brown eyes sparkled with hope. “You don’t understand, it’s near midterms and I’m just not ready. With the advice column and four other classes, I’m spazzing!” Dr. Stevens sat back in his leather chair and twiddled his thumbs. It was a nervous habit he ...

... had when he was thinking hard. Before he could come to a decision, he looked at Link. “Advice column? That’s you? Interesting,” Dr. Steven said playing with his goatee before continuing, “my wife reads the column every other week. Good stuff.” At that moment, it was like Link flipped on a switch that caught the professor’s attention. Dr. Stevens looked into Link’s green eyes and checked him out for the first time. He was hot; the way the muscles seemed to beg to be touched, the way Link’s lips seemed to be edible, and definitely the way the silver in his green eyes glittered with lust. Never had he thought of a student like this before, but there was something to Link that he felt familiar with. Link sensed the sexual tension and flipped the switch off. He was slightly uncomfortable with the whole situation and wanted to go. Link scratched his ear lobe and the class ring called out to Dr. Steven. The design was the same as his. “Link, where did you get that class ring,” Dr. Stevens questioned. “It’s my dad’s. He left before I started high school but left me his ring. Why,” Link questioned back with a confused look on his face. “What was his name,” He asked, hoping Link wouldn’t say the name he fixed his lips to dispense. “Miles Valentine.” Dr. Stevens scratched his head. What were the chances? He and his dad went to the same high school. In fact, they were mutual “buddies” from time to time. Dennis Stevens, or just Denny, was only a freshman when Miles was a senior and had ...