Straight A's E15 | My dom's friend notices what he can do to me too...

Everyone is over the age of 18

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I played through so many scenarios in my head the night that Ben snapped me a picture of his cock. Such a homophobic asshole…and he texts me that?! He says he needs me to do some assignments for him, which is the same deal I have with Troy. 

But how does he even know about that arrangement?

Did Troy talk to him about it?

Seeing how Troy was so possessive about me after the circle jerk, it doesn’t make any sense that they would have talked about it. Do I just give off some cock-sucking for homework vibe?! 

In any case, I decided to ignore the snap. Ben would have seen that I read it, but that’s fine. I don’t think Troy plans to have me over at their place again, and I’ve never bumped into Ben on campus before. While that thick dick is definitely appetizing, it's not worth jeopardizing what Troy and I have at the moment. 

What Troy and I have…

Nothing, to be honest. He lets me suck his amazing cock and I think he’s been a little addicted to pounding ass the way he wants. I actually can’t imagine why anyone, boy or girl, wouldn’t let him do exactly what he wants but it seems to be a quality he likes about me.

And he’s been a lot nicer to me lately for whatever reason. Don’t get me wrong, the rough angry sex was hot but the gentle entry is appreciated by my poor hole too.  

But in the outside world, he is a straight jock and has a girlfriend. So we really have nothing, but it’s good enough for me. 

When I say he’s been a lot nicer to me, I mean in real life too. I saw him a mile away coming towards my side of the campus. Like he asked (demanded) before, I don’t try to get his attention in public. He’s with his girl this time, so I avoided eye contact as I walked straight forward.

“Joe!” A hand on my shoulder stops me. 

I turn to Troy shakily and feign a smile to his girlfriend. “Oh hey, didn’t see you there.”

“That’s alright. Are you going to class?” Troy turns to his girlfriend before I respond. “This is my boy, Joe. He’s the one helping me pass my classes.” His girlfriend gives me a smile just as fake as mine without responding. 

“Uh..” I stand there awkwardly.

“I’ll see you later alright? I’ve got something due soon” Troy pats me on the shoulder, and they take off. I go on my way too, happy that Troy acknowledged me but also wondering…Why? I settled in waiting with the crowd outside the lecture hall.

“YO HOMO!” The surrounding people giggled at the loud booming voice. I scanned the crowd for the asshole, and came face to face with Ben. 

“Ben?!” 

“Whatsup gayboy? You were just going to ignore my snap?” He smirks at me knowingly as he sizes me up. He’s not as tall as Troy, and probably not as defined, but he’s got that rugby type body that I know could crush me if he wanted to. 

“How did you…”

“You left your snapchat location on, loser.” Ben pushes me out of the crowd just as the lecture hall door opens. The crowd files in while Ben makes me go into the closest bathroom. 

“I wasn’t ignoring…” I hate lying, and I’m terrible at it. The situation is so uncomfortable and I pray that there’s someone in the washroom that will come out. 

“Spill it. What, my cock isn’t good enough for you? You can only take the tall skinny boy’s dick as payment?” Ben sneers. 

“No, but…” 

“Then you’ll do my assignments.” Ben advances, backing me up against the far wall. I tremble at his menacing stance and even more vicious eyes. 

“But…”

“Did I ask a question?” He interrupts me. I shake my head. “You will do it.”

I look past his shoulder, like I’m hoping for Troy to come in and figure this out. But of course, he doesn’t. He’s on the other side of campus with his girlfriend. 

“Well?”

I nod my head, giving in to my urges to service another alpha male. He knew that I was going to submit, and I knew too. Guys like Ben are at the top of the food chain, and me? 

Ben pushes down hard on my shoulder and I comply in getting on my knees on the dirty bathroom floor. I kneel there in silence as Ben takes his trousers off and I help him pull them down to his ankles. 

“Don’t fucking touch me, I swear to God.” 

PTOOEY!

I flinch as Ben spits on his cock, some of his saliva getting on my face as well. I hear Ben sniffle out an air of amusement, and then he starts rubbing himself. I look up at him, not sure what he wants me to do if I can’t touch him. He glares back down at me, stroking his thickening dick quickly in front of me. 

“Beta motherfucker,” he says, looking me right in my eyes. Ben’s face scrunches up.

“Oh!” I close my eyes as the warm thick juice covers my forehead. I was right, the thick cum from last time was from him. 

“Ah…ah…” The way his breathing changes is subtle, but obvious in the empty washroom. 

Feeling the thick cum stay on my forehead, I open my eyes. A string of cum connects his dick and my face.

He said don’t touch him.

I look at him and Ben rubs his cockhead between my eyes, smearing the string of cum on me. Then, he promptly goes back to stroking himself.  

“Don’t move loser, I’m not done yet,” he grunts, stroking his cock faster than before. Ben keeps his fist just below his head, rubbing in small circular motions. “I got one more for you. You ready, gayboy?” 

I nod, super turned on by the fact that he was about to nut again. I have always admired men that could cum twice in a row. I watched the little changes in his mouth shapes as Ben cranks at his tool.

This time, my vision went a bit white as his cumshot went directly on my left eye.  I close that eye in pain and instinctively open my mouth. 

“You look at me while I nut on you!”

I force my eye open, enduring the painful sting as I watch him drip the remaining of his load onto my face. Ben glares down on me the whole time, rubbing himself the same way until his thick body does a shudder. 

“That should cover it for this week. Send me your email on Snap.” Ben pulls his pants back up and leaves the washroom. 

Kneeling on the grimey floor and having two thick loads on my face, I reflect for a brief second before I realize that it’s only a matter of time before someone comes in. I get up and dust off my knees and go to the mirror to see that damage. He doesn’t cum much, even with two loads, but it’s definitely much more creamy than Troy’s. I rince my face off, thinking about how there’s no point in going to class if I’m just going to be dealing with this boner in my pants the whole time. 

I still end up going to class, of course. I haven’t skipped since I started university and I didn’t really plan to start now. So I was sitting in one of the lecture hall seats when I got the text from Troy. 

“I want to come over tonight. Is that alright?”