The Beginning.
Adam and Brian.
Hand,
Some swearing and mention of m/m sex, You have been
warned.
 
Adam was marking the essays his tutorial had written
for Professor Oliver's European History course. He
sighed heavily and his fellow tutor and ex-lover Eric
looked up.

"What's up?" Eric asked.

"It's just this guy in my second tutorial group," Adam
said. "His name is Brian, he keeps coming on to me and
what's worse, I know he's smart, heck, he's got a
scholarship, but so far the work he's handed in is sub
standard. He's getting C's, but with his brains he
should get A's. Here see for yourself." He handed one
of the essays on his pile to Eric, who started
reading.

"This is a scream," Eric said, handing it back to
Adam. "He's got some great ideas, but he doesn't back
them up with any evidence and the spelling mistakes
are unforgivable. I'd have a word with him if I were
you. Ask Oliver if this Brian can have a second chance
and then ram it home to this young man that he is
going to lose his scholarship if he doesn't shape up."

Adam sighed. "I like the guy, more than like if it
comes to that, but I will not make a move until the
course is finished. He, on the other hand, is
shameless. I have to keep this on a professional
level, as much as I'd like to grab him and drag him
back into line." He smiled crookedly at Eric, who had
mentored him through some tough times. Eric smiled
back.

"Sounds like someone else I knew back in the day,"
Eric said. "But you pulled up, so I'm guessing it's
your turn to see if this Brian can do the same. I know
Oliver will give you a chance to have a heart to
heart; he's done it before." Eric's grin was
positively malicious.

"I'll have a espresso double shot to go, luv," Brian
said to the girl manning the coffee cart in the
University forecourt. The girl wasn't his type, hell,
she wasn't even the right sex, but staying in her good
books paid.

He wondered once again what Adam wanted with him. The
message he'd gotten had been short and curt,
scheduling a meeting regarding his grades. Brian's
groin tightened with longing. He'd fallen for his
tall, dark tutor from almost the first meeting and had
tried everything to attract the man's attention. Adam
had taken him aside and said nothing would happen
while they were still tutor and student and to stop
flirting. Brian had stopped the flirting, but still
wanted Adam like he'd wanted nobody before. Brian
sighed. He didn't like acting like a lovestruck fool.
His coffee was ready and automatically gifting the
girl with his megawatt smile, he made his way to
Adam's office.

He knocked on the door and opened it. Adam was inside,
laughing with somebody Brian recognised as Eric.

Brian felt a sudden surge of jealously. "We have an
appointment," Brian said to Adam. Adam frowned at
being interrupted, but Eric just laughed and left the
room.

"Yes, we have an appointment," Adam said, grabbing
Brian's essay from his pile. "I'd like you to tell me
what this is?"

"It's my essay," Brian said, puzzled. Looking through
it his eyes widened "A C! You gave me a lousy C?"

"You're lucky it wasn't a D," Adam said. "I warned you
with your first essay that if you didn't work harder,
you were in danger of failing and would definitely
lose your scholarship."

"Oh come on, you're just acting the hard ass because
you want me." Brian was pushing now. "You just wanted
an excuse to call me to your office." Brian leaned
back and grinned.

Adam counted to ten, then counted to ten again. It
didn't work. "You conceited bastard," he exploded,
wiping the grin off Brian's face. "I'm trying to give
you a chance and you just keep trying to screw up."

Brian was looking worried now. If he lost his
scholarship, he was sunk. Both his parents had died
when he was young and he'd been brought up by a
succession of foster parents and the state has dumped
him when he was eighteen. His parents had left him
some money, but not enough to see him through his
University course without the scholarship.

"What can I do?" he asked Adam, all signs of his
previous cockiness gone. "I need to get at least a B
to keep my scholarship."

"I've talked with Professor Oliver and he's decided to
give you a second chance." Adam squirmed slightly,
remembering the interview with the Professor. It
reminded him of the time he was in Brian's shoes and
Eric was requesting a second chance for him. Brian
didn't notice the squirm. "You've got two weeks, until
the end of the course in other words, to resubmit the
essay. This time the Professor will be marking your
essay and to receive a B passing grade it will have to
earn an A."

"An A," Brian squeaked. "How do I get an A?" He looked
pathetically at Adam. "Can you help me?" he asked. "I
don't know where to start."

"Kiddo," said Adam softly, "I was never go to set you
adrift. What we need to do is set up a study schedule
for you. Eric has agreed to take on some of my
tutorials to free me up to help you out. Now we can
set up that study schedule now."

For the next two weeks the two men worked closely
together, not only on Brian's history essay, but on
his Comp Sci requirements as well. Brian couldn't
believe how smoothly it all went, although it wasn't
easy and there'd been a few pointed comments exchanged
when he stopped for cigarette breaks. There'd also
been a long talk when he'd almost fainted one morning
as all he'd had for breakfast was a cup of coffee.

Brian's essay was actually handed in early and he felt
huge relief when it came back with the required A.

"Adam, look, my results are in!" Brian waltzed into
Adam and Eric's office. "Apart from the B in history,
I got straight A's in everything else, thanks to the
extra study I did."

Adam looked up. He almost whistled when he saw how
Brian was dressed, skintight T-shirt showing off his
toned physique and jeans so tight it was obvious he
was not wearing underpants. Adam felt himself turn
hard almost immediately and was glad he was sitting
behind his desk. Eric looked at him curiously and had
to stifle a laugh, although he grinned broadly when he
saw the look on his ex-lover's face. "He's gone, he's
totally gone," was all Eric thought.

Adam controlled his breathing and said as casually as
he could, "Great news, kid. Do you want to go out
tonight and celebrate?"

Brian grinned, his eyes sparkling. "What, the big, bad
tutor asking little old me out?" He wasn't fooled by
Adam's casual pose; he'd seen the red flush and
increased heart rate.

"No longer your tutor, little man," Adam almost
purred. "Now we're free to go out and I can show you
young ones how to celebrate the end of term."

Brian grinned. The next few weeks were going to be
interesting.

The first date was interesting. They hadn't lasted
long at the party and had made their way back to
Adam's flat. They'd slowly undressed each other and
made love again and again and again. Finally they'd
dropped off to sleep wrapped around each other.

"Brian, wake up, sleepy head," Adam said two weeks
later. "It's time for breakfast." Brian muttered
something about it being the middle of the night and
turned over to go back to sleep. Adam grinned; he'd
learnt how to get Brian moving in the morning. He
stripped the bed clothes off his young lover.

"Ahhh, Adam, no fair," Brian groused.

"Fifteen minutes," Adam warned. "Or else I come back
up here and hurry you up."

Adam left the room and Brian started to get dressed,
thinking hard. Adam, a couple of times, had threatened
to spank him and Brian knew a few couples who had a
relationship which included discipline and he wasn't
sure how to broach the subject with Adam. A couple of
his gay friends in this type of relationship had been
real screw ups, almost as bad as him, Brian privately
conceded, and after being taken in hand had turned
around almost as dramatically as he had.

Brian made it down to breakfast within the fifteen
minutes. Next to his plate was a letter. "Shit, shit,
shit. I've been fucking evicted."

Adam moved quickly, almost automatically, and pulled
his startled young lover over his thighs in the age
old spanking position.

"I know we talked only yesterday about your swearing,"
Adam said calmly. "Now you're going to learn some
consequences." The spanking, as spankings went, was
not long, but Brian was crying freely by the time Adam
ended it and immediately accepted the hug offered by
his lover.

"That was not nice," Brian mumbled into his lover's
shoulder.

"That's why it's called punishment, love," Adam
replied. "It's the method Eric used to keep me in line
when I was your age."

Brian chuckled. "Do you mean Eric who's 5' 8" spanked
you? You're 6' 3" if not taller!" Brian was frankly
curious.

"I tell you, when I was in trouble with Eric, our
physical size difference was not part of the
equation," Adam said. "I had to explain what I'd done
to get into trouble, how I was going to fix it and
then submit to any punishment he deemed was required
to make amends."

"Do you think that would work for us?" Brian seized
the opening. "I mean, I know I have some problems.
Would you be willing to be in a relationship with a
screw up like me?"

"You, Brian, are not a screw up, Adam said forcefully.
"You have a few issues, true, but you are not a screw
up. We will discuss this later. We need to decide what
rules we have and the consequences for breaking the
rules. I am more than willing to be in a relationship
with a loving, sweet man like you." He drew Brian in
for a kiss that more than sealed the deal.

Once Brian had recovered, he wriggled off Adam's lap
and picked up the discarded letter. "What do I do
about my lease?" he asked plaintively.

"That's easy," Adam said. "We'll go to your place,
pack your stuff and you'll move in here." The same
type of earth shattering kiss sealed that deal also.

And that's how the relationship started between Adam
and Brian.