"Mr. Mutou…were you paying attention?" Yugi gulped, hearing his name roll off the tongue of his professor, the baritone sending shivers down his spine.

Looking up with big amethyst eyes, he fidgeted under his professor's hard stare. "Y…Yes, sir." Yugi wanted to curl up and die. He was staring at the most perfect specimen of man in existence. He just also happened to be Yugi's professor in his senio Introduction to Egypt class. Yugi had just started at the Domino High School, and it seemed like he couldn't make a good impression if he tried. He was always in trouble in Professor Sennen's class. Of course, it didn't help that the Professor rode him all the time. It seemed like, if he messed up once, it was a beacon for Professor Sennen to swoop down on him and berate him after class. It seemed that today would be no exception.

"A word, after class, Mr. Motou." Was all that was said. Glumly, Yugi nodded. When class was released, Yugi slowly picked up his books, slipping them in his bag. Stepping up to the Professor's desk, he sighed, looking down at his shoes.

"Mr. Motou. This class is very difficult to get into. You had top marks in high school, as well as your grandfather being a respected member in the Archeology field. Yet, once you get into my class, all you do is goof off. I am afraid I will have to ask that you be removed from my class."

Yugi gasped, eyes large and looking up at the Professor. "No, Professor Sennen, no…please…give me the chance to prove I am a valuable student…please!" His eyes shone with tears.

Crimson eyes studied the teen. He certainly seemed remorseful now…but then he always did. Yugi had pled more than once to avoid discipline. And Yami knew he had been soft on Yugi, giving in many times because he was attracted to the boy. But, he couldn't this time…this was the third time in as many days. Shanking his head, Yami sighed. "I'm sorry, Mr. Motou, but the answer is no."

Looking up, Yugi bit his bottom lip. "Please, professor…please…there must be something I can do to convince you to give me one more chance." Yugi looked up, trying the puppy dog eyes.

Yami shook his head. "I'm sorry, Yugi, but the answer is no."

"Please! I love this class. I…you can whip me if you like, to discipline me. Just please give me one more chance…my grandfather was so proud I got into this class!"

Yami thought over the idea. Running a finger over his bottom lip, he finally nodded. "Fine. Our policy allows corporal punishment if a waiver is on file. Let me see if one is for you." Clicking a few buttons on the computer, Yami looked at Yugi's file. Nodding, he clucked his tongue. "Yes, there is permission. Alright. Drop your pants and bend over the desk."

Yugi nodded, carefully pulling his pants down, leaving his underwear covered bottom in the air. Yami locked the door and came back over. Hitching a breath at the ass he saw poked up, he licked his dry lips. "Mr. Motou, both sets of pants." Blushing, Yugi pulled his underwear down.

Yami's breath caught in his throat at the most perfect ass he had ever seen. Walking up, he just wanted to grab it and slide his cock between those cheeks. He felt himself stiffening in his pants. Taking his hand, he slapped the right cheek, hard. Yugi cried out in pain, blinking the tears out of his eyes as he felt his cock twitch at being spanked. Blushing, embarrassed, he bit his lip.

Suddenly, he felt a slap on the other ass cheek. His cock stiffened more. He was mortified that he was being turned on by being spanked! Holding onto the desk, he just prayed that this would end quickly. Suddently, he heard movement and, turning his head to the right, he saw Yami sit down. "Mr. Motou, come here."

Embarassed, Yugi covered himself and walked over to the Professor. Looking down into dark crimson eyes, he noticed that Yami's cock was straining in his pants. Feeling his breath hitch up, he looked at his professor. "Across my lap." Yami ordered.

"But, Profes…." Yugi started, but the look from Yami silenced him.

"If you do not wish to receive the punishment, I can always expel you from my class." Yami stated, staring hard at the petite man in front of him.

Biting his lip, Yugi said nothing, bending over the armless chair Yami was sitting in. "Move your hands." Yami ordered. Yugi obeyed. Another slap reverberated through the room, Yugi's naked cock stiffening more, rubbing across Yami's with the force of the blow. Letting out a low moan, Yugi bit his lip.

"I don't believe this is the proper punishment for you, if you are enjoying it." Yami said as Yugi's cock was wetting Yami's pants with precum that was collecting on the tip. "Stand up." Yami ordered. "And leave your hands at your sides."

Yugi stood, face red, his shaft impossibly hard from the sheer eroticness of the moment combined with the friction he felt on Yami's lap. Eyeing Yugi's straining member, Yami's breathing picked up. "Yes, you are indeed enjoying this. I think I need to do another approach." Pushing Yugi over the desk, the reddened ass in the air, Yugi heard unbuckling and a zipper.

"Professor? W…what are you doing?" Yugi whispered, unsure if he should be excited or worried.

"Well, your ass is not receptive to the traditional punishment, so I am going to try a different kind." Ter lubing up his cock, he put a hand on Yugi's back between the shoulder blades. Whimpering, Yugi couldn't help but wiggle his ass slightly. He should be scared, but his professor was just too damn hot. Sliding in without warning or preparation, he pushed in to the hilt. Yugi cried out, gritting his teeth, gripping the desk until his knuckles were white. His cock jerked as his face turned red and he felt lust pool in his gut. Yami pulled out, slamming back in again.

Yugi let out a low, guttural moan, shoving back against Yami. Growling himself, Yami gripped Yugi's hips hard, thrusting hard and upwards a bit, hitting that bundle of nerves that made Yugi into a blubbering mess. "Ah, fuck Professor…yea, just like that…punish me." Yugi groaned, his head back, his cock impossibly swollen as he shoved back against Yami. Picking the smaller man up as he slid out, Yami flipped Yugi on his back, his cock straining skyward. Putting Yugi's feet on his shoulders, Yami got a better grip on Yugi's hips and started thrusting hard and fast. Yugi cried out, gripping the desk, shoving and rutting against Yami like a common whore. "Ah, yea…mmmm, fuck me, Professor, fuck me just like that." Yugi moaned, his bangs sticking to his face from his sweat as he gripped the edges of the desk. He was so close…opening his eyes, he looked at Yami. Yami was slamming into him hard and fast. Taking one hand off of Yugi's hip, he started jerking Yugi's cock as he kept thrusting into Yugi's tight ass.

The sensations were overwhelming for Yugi, who stiffened and unloaded as Yami called out loudly, emptying himself in Yugi's body. As the two finished, trying to catch their breath, Yami looked down at Yugi. Looking at the sex sated boy, he smirked. Leaning over, he kissed Yugi gently. Helping him off the desk, he gave Yugi back his clothes as he started getting dressed himself. Once both males were dressed, Yami kissed Yugi deeply again. "I have another class in twenty minutes. Thanks for coming up on my free hour. I'll see you at home, Aibou." Grinning, Yugi kissed his lover back. He really enjoyed it when he had to be punished.