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Jude Bellingham, spoiled son of the principal of the University of Barcelona, does whatever he wants, whoever he wants, whenever he wants.
Enter young prodigy professor Mr. Pedri Gonzalez, strict, ruthless, and someone who never misses an opportunity to shut Jude down.
Jude should hate him — hate the way Pedri polices his every move. But what happens when he starts to think of the professor? And what happens when he can’t stop?
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"Ferran? Is Pedri alright?" Mateo's worried voice comes from over the phone.
"God, you're so fucking—" Ferran can't even answer before Pedri's shouting, slurring his words. "I feel so full, Ferri. I can't breathe, I'm gonna go crazy, I…"
He's so loud under Ferran. Too fucking loud. Ferran's fingers find Pedri's jugular and they tighten. Pedri gurgles, not even having a chance to catch his breath before Ferran is pushing his face into the sheets. Pedri struggles for air, and his hole squeezes Ferran's cock so tightly that he can feel his orgasm building.
"He's a little busy. We're watching a movie." Ferran shamelessly lifts Pedri's head up, listening to the free-flowing moans that spill out of his mouth. Every time his hips meet Pedri's ass, Pedri lets out another sharp cry. He shoves Pedri back into the sheets again, making him squeal.
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They were fighting again, Pedri thought distantly. But all he smelled was the two of them. Their musky scents swirled in the air and filled Pedri's head with sheer desire. He couldn't breathe. Ferran's warm hand was practically under his shirt and Unai's deep, gravelly voice in his ear and he couldn't stop fucking squirming. He was pathetic, getting so horny when his two friends were fighting.
A hand on his shoulder made him whimper again. Unai made an amused sound in the back of his throat.
"Oh, I get it." Unai paused, his free hand squeezing Pedri's waist which made him whimper again. "He's not in pain. He's turned on."
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"See how wet he is already?" Ferran says. He circles the apparently large wet spot on Pedri's panties. He can feel it too. Despite the sweat beading on his neck, Pedri's slick is drying in the cold room. It feels uncomfortably sticky on his skin.
Unai laughs, half-incredulous half-mocking. His hand doesn't stop moving up and down his cock. "And he's barely been touched. Must feel good when you fuck him, huh?"
"You have no idea. He's so warm and tight around my cock." Ferran's voice is huskier than Pedri's ever heard it. His fingers go right back to Pedri's pussy.
Or, Ferran finally fucks Pedri in front of Unai.
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"I should take a video." Ferran leaned down, pressing his body weight into Pedri as his hips snapped against Pedri's ass. "Show it to all our friends. You'd like that, hm? Wanna show them how pretty and dumb you get on my cock?"
Pedri nodded deliriously. "Yes, yes, Ferri. Anything you want— ah!"
Or, Ferran and Pedri make a sex tape for the first time.