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But more than that, Harrison found himself totally entranced by the sight of Benji’s mostly naked body on top of the bed, his slender but toned legs splayed wide open with only his tight briefs protecting his modesty.
Holy hell.
That body...
That bulge…
It was clear that while Benji may have still been fast asleep, his mind was very much working. The sight of Benji’s hard cock bulging inside his pants was unavoidable. But as hot a sight as it was, Harrison knew it wasn’t his place to be looking.
As carefully as he could, Harrison shut the doors and took a moment to compose himself. Benji’s body was absolutely perfect - slender and petit yet toned and athletic too. It was exactly that kind of physique that drove Harrison crazy.
But just as Harrison’s own manhood was beginning to wake up, he scanned his eyes across toward the kitchen table and saw his phone flashing. Maybe it was a message from Zane about their rock-climbing day?
Sadly, the message wasn’t from Zane.
In fact, it was from precisely the last person that Harrison wanted to hear from…
HOFFMAN: Harrison, I need you to confirm with my secretary that you intend to meet your new requirements. You need to be taking at least four extra student-lecturer responsibilities on per week. This is NOT a request. I hope my message is understood. Dean Geoffrey Hoffman.
Harrison rolled his eyes and for a second felt tempted to toss his cell phone right out of the window and down onto the punishingly hard city street below. Geoffrey Hoffman, or Dean Hoffman as he insisted on being addressed as, was a royal pain in the ass. Full of ego, arrogance, and hellbent on turning the college into some kind of corporate hell hole, Hoffman was making life uncomfortable for any member of staff who didn’t toe his exact line.
And Harrison very much fell into that category.
The old Dean had been far more understanding of Harrison’s need to take his time and work on his writing. This was how liberal arts colleges had always been run. But Hoffman had other ideas. And ever since their first meeting, it had been crystal clear to Harrison that the two of them were not going to get along.
‘Well, if he thinks I’m replying on my day off, Hoffman can sit on a dick,’ Harrison said, angrily tossing his phone onto the couch.
‘Bad moment?’ Benji said, his soft voice startling Harrison. ‘Sorry! I don’t want to disturb anything!’
Harrison turned around and immediately felt his spirits lift. Benji looked angelic. His sweet smile and sparkly blue eyes practically lit up the suite on their own.
‘Nothing, nothing at all to disturb,’ Harrison said, sounding as convincing as he could. ‘Just a pain in the ass spam email. You know, right?’
Benji giggled. It was clear that this boy was smart and didn’t believe a word that Harrison was saying.
‘And when I say spam, what I mean is my pain in the ass boss,’ Harrison said, waving Benji over toward him. ‘But enough about me. You look rested. I hope the bed was to your liking?’
‘It was. I had a super-duper sleep,’ Benji said, blushing a little bit. ‘But the bed was almost too big for just one person.’
Grrrrr. Is the boy flirting with me?
This can’t happen.
‘Yes, well, that as may be,’ Harrison said, putting on a formal, controlled voice. ‘A good sleep is only part of the solution though. We need to get some nutritious food in you. And as good as the breakfast at the hotel is, I have a far, far better idea. Come on, get freshened up and I’ll show you where the big men get their morning feed. Come on, chop-chop. I want you ready in two minutes flat.’
Benji smiled and immediately sprung to action without questioning Harrison for a split-second. Harrison felt his Daddy urges going into overdrive. It felt good to give out orders, to care for a boy, and especially if that meant a trip to his favorite breakfast spot in the city… Oliver’s Oats.
‘Wow! I’ve never seen so many different kinds of porridge!’ Benji cooed, his voice full of excitement. ‘I always thought porridge was a boring Daddy breakfast. But now…’
Harrison rolled his eyes and felt amused but happy that Benji was so enthusiastic about being in Oliver’s Oats.
‘So, guys, what can I get you?’ Oliver said, standing tall and strong behind the counter. ‘I’m guessing you’ll be going for your usual, Harrison?’
‘You can bet on it,’ Harrison replied. ‘Jumbo oats, oat milk, blueberries, strawberries, banana, and a little dash of Maple syrup.’
Harrison’s stomach was rumbling just at the thought of tucking into the oats. He looked over to Benji and could see that maybe the sheer choice on the menu might be a little bit overwhelming for him.
‘Don’t worry boy, I’ve got this,’ Harrison said, putting his arm around Benji. ‘Oliver, Benji will have a bowl of jumbo oats with oat milk and give him the full fruit selection with… a squirt of chocolate sauce too.’
