Private Tutoring

Diego's parents were not at all concerned about him hanging out frequently over at Prof Anderson's home, their new neighbour next door. In fact, his parents, both highly successful businesspersons, were too busy to care much about their only child. In between running their own businesses and all of the socializing events to keep up with their social elite status, there was simply no time to figure out what their boy was up to. Thankfully, Diego was by nature a gentle quiet soul, who had always been more interested in arts and literature than your stereotypical rich boy stuff like drugs and partying, so they genuinely trusted that their boy was always pure like an angel and would not be up to no good.

When Prof Anderson moved in next door about two months ago, Diego had mentioned about it to his parents. Apparently he is an art history professor at the same university that Diego is attending, although the young man, who was majoring in English, was not enrolled in any of the prof's courses. After some time, Diego mentioned that the professor was a nice guy and some times gave him rides to and from school. Soon after that, he mentioned that the professor invited him over to chat about their interests for literature, check out his art collection, and so on.

After a while, Diego started spending more and more time over at Prof Anderson's place. From one afternoon to almost every other day after class; from just the afternoon to almost all evening and sometimes even on the weekend. At first, Diego seemed a bit shy, almost like embarrassed, to mention it to his parents, but over time, he became more and more happy and enthusiastic about his visits to the neighbour. 

At some point, when his visits were becoming nearly daily and for hours on end, his parents tried to probe him about what he does over there. "Oh nothing...Prof Anderson is helping with some of my school work...", Diego would answer nervously, "you know....he's showing me things...giving me some private tutoring...to help me explore deeper our interests." Ever too busy with their own lives, his parents didn't really bothered to question further about his activities next door. That explanation made sense and seemed reasonable enough for them. They trusted him...a sweet quiet boy like Diego, what trouble could he get into? Besides, he's just hanging out with a professor, who is a well-dressed, well-spoken educated man...why should there be any worries about that! If it helps with Diego's studies, then all the better!

Oh....if only they find out which part of their interests was Prof Anderson helping Diego "explore deeper". If only they realize those long and intense "private tutoring" sessions have nothing to do with arts and literature, but rather involve a lot of sniffing, licking and sucking....