Straight A's E24 | I'm a sub but I have my limits too

Everyone is over the age of 18

2 weeks after the last story

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Let’s not talk about the walk of shame I had to do after Ben threw me out his car. His man juice dried and caked on my chin, making me super self-conscious as I walked through the more crowded areas home. What was on my face was nothing compared to the spot on my shirt that Ben used to wipe up his dick. The way it scrunched and dried like glue spoke for itself. Everyone knows what that is. 

The next two weeks took a quieter turn. There weren't any assignments due so my normal boring life came back. It was bittersweet. It gave me time to finally relax, but I also missed having someone shove a dick in either end of me. 

I felt used, but useful. It's what I have always wanted. 

I still miss Troy. He hasn't stopped giving me the cold shoulder and I don't blame him. I've seen glimpses of him on campus, but I didn't go bother him. If he wanted to chat, he could've replied to one of the 20+ messages I've sent him. 

I decided to keep up with doing his assignments. I guess part of it is holding out hope that he will forgive me one day. Hope that one day I'll open up my inbox and Troy would have said thank you and that he was coming over with my reward. 

Plus, the two weeks “down season” from school gave me time to go over Troy and Ben’s respective syllabi (and mine too) and plot out all the remaining assignments of the term. I got a head start on them, mostly because I had nothing else to do. I sent the completed version to them when I was done to avoid forgetting about it. That's a regular Friday night for an average college nerd for you.

It was anyways, until someone came banging on my door. 

Troy? The banging sounds gave me flashbacks to the night he found out I was helping Ben with his assignments too. My asshole was sore for days after. My dick rises at the memory of the aching pain.

“OPEN UP BIATCH!” 

I sigh. It's Ben. And from the sounds of it, he had something  to drink. I just sent the assignment to him so he knows I'm not sleeping. 

I open up the door mid-bang and Ben barges in, smelling like nicotine and pot. He walks into my place with his shoes on, looking around my living room as he unzips his jacket. 

“Gotta piss.” He walks down the hallway and I sigh again. He leaves the bathroom door open and soon a loud stream of liquid hitting the water begins. 

Pstttttttttt

“What were you doing? Jerking off while doing my homework?” Ben asks while pissing. 

“I had some …”

“I can't hear you!” he shouts. I walk closer until I stand at the open door. He must have really needed to piss because the stream is still going strong 

Pssssssssssssst 

“I wanted to get ahead before finals season,” I say, looking at his wide back from behind. He shakes himself off and zips back up. Without flushing, he turns around and walks out, pushing past me like I wasn't supposed to be there in my own home. 

“Nice pad. Shame you don't have any game to bring chicks back here.” Ben walks onto my carpeted living room with his shoes. I hold my tongue back. I can always clean it after. Plopping himself down my couch with his flushed cheeks, he asks, “you got any beer?” 

I shake my head. I do have a bottle of wine that I've been saving but I wasn't about to share it with him. He pulls out a cigarette from his pocket and I raise my hand in protest. 

He stares straight at me as he lights it and I close my mouth. Taking a long drag and then blowing it out slowly, Ben gives me a little smile. 

“So what's the plan? You do all my assignments ahead of time and you want me to skullfuck you until your brain pops out? Almost did last time.” 

I shrug, trying to be casual, but he knows his tricks are working. My dick is uncomfortable, trapped in a position where it can't get harder. 

“You're in luck beta boy. I striked out tonight so your email came at the right time.” Ben butts out his cigarette on the table and then leans back to undo his pants. “Come on, don't act like a shy bitch. Get on your knees.” 

The effects of two weeks of no action came rushing into my body, and I felt absolutely in heat. I knelt in front of him and helped him pull down his loose fitting pants. I could tell he was ready for something too by the way he had a semi from the moment his boxers came off. 

He flings his semi-hard cock around, inviting me to taste it. “Ah fuck…” His tool feels hot in my mouth and sucking on his tip made him as thick as a log instantly. 

With my mouth busy, I reached down and freed my cock from its awkward position. I kept my hand there to jerk off while I suckled on his beer can cock. 

“Oh fUUUckkk…” He’s being more verbal than usual, which is driving me crazy. It seems like he's just as horny as I am right now. Maybe he got really close to hooking up before he came here. “Suck my dick, motherfucker.” 

His foot kicks me in the back of the head. I think it's an accident, but I don't look up as I service him. The feeling of his girth in my mouth is satisfying as hell. I’d love to know what it feels like stretching something tighter. Then, I heard the clunking of his shoes landing on the carpet beside me. 

“Ah yeah…” Ben sighs out in pleasure. “Faster now. Oh fuck yeah, you beta boy!” I felt the blood surge into his shaft. 

Rough and warm skin pushed against the side of my face. It's too big to be his hand. 

“Lick it.” 

I pop his sausage out of my mouth and turn my head to lick the sole of his foot. Ben rubs his sloppy cock on the other side of my face. 

“Yeah, you like my sweaty feet?” 

I clean between his big toe and second toe in response and then go back to sucking him off. 

“Fuckin’ beta.” Ben moans and I look up at him, mouth stretched out by his size. I push his foot against my face, letting him know how much I love it. He uses his other foot to clamp down the other side of my face, squeezing me tightly between his manly soles. “Suck it, bitch.” 

His feet’s grip on my head left me little room to work with, but I sucked on his tip as best as I could, looking up at his hot expression. This is the more liberated I've seen Ben, and he's clearly enjoying the blowjob with his open mouth baring his teeth. 

“Fuck!” Ben pulls himself out of my mouth, and then jerks quickly. To my surprise, a shot of cum lands on my nose immediately, and I open my mouth to take him in again. Instead of allowing me to finish him off, he shoves his left toes between my lips and I suck them as cum lands on my face. “OH! Oh…” He crunched forward as he dumps his seed on his own foot.

I lick his feet clean, using my tongue as a flat sweeper to soak up any precious alpha juice. 

“Suck. I'm not done. Suck!” 

I climb onto the couch beside him and devour his cock, flavoured now with his own juices. I suck him rapidly, feeling the blood fill up the shaft once again. 

He's gonna cum again. I can feel it.

I want it.

I want it!!! 

His hand strokes my back and I groan loudly while doing my work. His hand goes down…

…and down…

…past my lower back…

…under my waistband…

…touching my crack…

…and lower….

“MMM!” His fingers touched my hole and I spasm on him. 

“I'm going to fuck this beta hole until you bleed.”

Troy.

His fingers probe my hole roughly. 

TROY!

I let go of his dick and push myself up from the couch. 

“Did I say stop?” Ben stares at me angrily. 

“Get out,” I say, my heart racing a million miles a minute. “Get out!!!” I shout. 

We both stand up and Ben towers over me menacingly. “What did you just say to me, beta boy?” 

“Get. Out.” I grit my teeth, hoping that would stop my shaking. 

“You're gonna regret this. I'm going to make sure of it. You're making a huge mistake.” Ben pulls up his pants and leaves.