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Straight A's E18 | The basketball star expects me to ready at anytime to take his cock.

Added 2025-02-25 15:00:02 +0000 UTC

Everyone is over the age of 18

Little recap since we’ve had a little break for The Wingman.

Joseph tutors Troy, who is young and dumb but fortunately, full of cum and willing to share as long as he doesn't have to do his own assignments. They take a while to figure out the right power balance, but now Ben (Troy’s asshole roommate) has figured out their little arrangement and wants a piece of the pie too.

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It was a combination of fear and stress that hit me when I opened the email from Ben. Then still, there was the element of excitement.

I love how he shoots double loads. And how he likes giving facials. The warm juice dripping off my chin while waiting for the second load is humiliating in the best way.

For being the brute that he is, at least Ben is organized. He sent me every syllabus that he has this term and I can see which assignments are due when. Troy usually sends me one at a time. Bless his empty noggin but he doesn't even always send the right file, let alone name it correctly.

Okay Joseph. Pros and cons.

If I do Ben’s assignments too, then I get to have two hot guys’ loads on or in me at all times. That's more than I've ever had and I might never get this chance again.

My dick likes that option. Maybe Ben will eventually want to fuck me too.

BUT, if Troy finds out, it could ruin what we have. It's not much, but at least he isn't looking at me in disdain anymore. AND he’s making an effort for me to get off too. Ben… probably not.

Out of the two, Troy is definitely the hotter one. 100%, without a doubt. And he told me to not take shit from his friends.

You’ll never get another chance to have that hot jerk dump his load on your face again. You know you want to. You owe it to your fantasies.

At least one more time?

I started a text to Troy. I hadn't formulated what I wanted to say but I felt like I should talk to him about this situation. After all, it's his roommate and he was the one that got me in this situation. Kind of, anyway.

As I typed and deleted and retyped and redeleted my message, my blood froze at the incoming Snapchat notification.

Bennantor sent you a video.

I close out of my message thread with Troy and open the video right away. Desperate, I know, but also…horny.

My groin gets a surge of energy when the video opens. It's exactly what I hoped it would be. The camera is at the angle of where I would be if I were on my knees. Ben flings his thick cock towards, whacking the lens several times satisfyingly with a heavy sound.

“You get this when I get my assignments. Be grateful for your chance to work for this.”

Whether it was on purpose or not, the video loops itself. I turned the volume up and listened to the thudding sound of his girthy dick hitting the phone repeatedly. I imagined it on my face, just before he drops a thick load or two onto my eyelids.

I did his assignment. I barely even remember doing it because my mind only thought about my reward afterwards. I finished it in about half an hour and sent it to him.

“Yo, what's good?”

Troy? I hesitate for a second before clicking open Troy’s message.

“Yeah, just at home. What's up?”

“I want to come over. I can be there in 5.” My heart races at his text. He's horny. And he wants me. As if it wasn't already obvious what he wants, Troy sends me a separate text with a single emoji.

“🍆”

But I haven't replied to Ben yet. I had the same problem typing and deleting with Ben, and the next 5 minutes zoomed by. Troy was at my door before I finished editing my message. I closed out of all my apps and put my phone in my drawer before answering the door.

“Hey.” Troy comes into my place. He's wearing his basketball jersey and his arms look divine exposed like that. I stare at his pits, hoping he would lift his arms or something and I would be able to see that amazing dark strip of hair.

“Hi…” My dreams come true as Troy takes off his jersey in front of me, showing me his beautifully sculpted body.

“I don't have a lot of time. I have practice soon.” His shorts come off, and Troy stands in front of me with his tighty-whities on. “Joe! Come on, dude. I’m serious. Coach is going to rip me a new one if I’m late.”

Okay okay. I tug at my shirt first and freeze at the impatient look on Troy’s face. I take off my pants instead and turn around to hang it on the chair. Almost immediately, I feel his hand push down on the center of my back and I find myself lying on the table.

“Oh geez…” I lift my head and look behind me. Troy has a focused expression on his face, his head tilted forward to look down at my ass. His dick feels rigid poking up against me.

He really has no time to waste today.

Troy spits into his left hand and I felt the wetness on my hole a second later.

“You going to be okay?” Troy makes eye contact with me. His cockhead is already inching its way inside me.

“Yeah.” I nod back.

FUCK! I turn my head back forward and close my eyes tightly. He infiltrates into me, making easy work with the stiffness of his rod. I resist the urge to clamp down on him until I hear a relieving breath coming from behind me.

“Fuck…” Troy mutters. “Still good?” I feel his cock twitch inside me.

“Uh huh…” I groan. Having no warm up for a cock this size is rough, but I think that’s exactly what today is going to be like.

Rough.

“Alright, here it comes then.” The friction makes me wince as he pulls out from his balls-deep position. It doesn’t last long, because he pushes himself all the way back in shortly after. “Oh fuck…”

“Mmmm...”

His hand grabs my right shoulder. When he pulls back, I support myself by pushing up on my hands. It creates a new angle for us and we moan simultaneously.

“Oh yeah…alright… alright…” Troy mutters to himself. It’s like he’s caught between wanting to fuck me senseless and taking his time.

“I’m fine,” I reassure him. He feels huge inside me, but it isn’t hurting me.

It worked. Troy began fucking me faster, gripping hard onto my shoulder as he poked around inside me, taking every 20 strokes or so to dig deep into me.

“Arch your back for me,” Troy says. “More than that.” He pushes on my lower back and then lets out a deep guttural moan.

It was the type of moan that you hear right before a man cums.

THWACK!

“I’m going to cum…”

THWACK!

I look behind me. The aggression in Troy’s face is evident. With his clenched jaw and eyes focused on his dick slamming in and out of me, he’s just missing one thing to finish.

“Breed me,” I whisper at him. His face lights up, just as I expected.

“Yeah, you want it, beta boy?”

THWACK!

The increasing impact makes me face forward again, laying my face on the table. I start sweating and feel my body reaching its limit from getting brutalized.

“You want it?! You ready for my load?!” Troy growls, switching his position and accelerating his pumps.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

“BREED ME TROY! BREED M–” His hand wraps around my neck and chokes me off.

THWACK! THWACK!

“Take”

THWACK!

“My”

THWACK!

“Load!”

THWACK!

“Oh…oh…Ohhhhh…” His grip tightens around my neck and the corners of my vision dissipates into stars. He rams himself inside me and then releases his hand, and I feel the euphoria of being able to breathe again stream through my veins. “Ah…ahhh…ah…” His moans are music to my ears. I wish I had more time to enjoy that feeling, but he pulls out sooner than usual.

I laid there while I listened to him get dressed behind me. The wetness at my hole felt both shameful and hot. I know that it’s going to sting when his load comes out of me later.

“You good? I’m sorry. I really have to run.”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” I turn around to smile at him. He looks relieved at my reaction, and then goes over to put on his shoes. I give him a little wave from my position from the table, too naked to go by the door.

Once he was gone, I walked over to my bedroom naked and opened the drawer for a fresh pair of underwear.

Bennator sent you a photo.

“Good job. Come collect your prize.”

His thick cock made my mouth drool.