Straight A's E8 | The jock forgives me in his own way

Everyone is over the age of 18

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It's pathetic but I almost cried in joy when Troy sent me a text about another assignment. There was no small talk in it, but at least he messaging me again. That means he's forgiven me at least a little. It means he'll let me keep worshipping his cock. 

“Prof said it needs to be written by hand.” 

“Do you want me to type it and then email it to you? Then you can copy it in your writing.” I've seen his writing before and while I don't have the nicest penmanship, there is a fairly big difference. 

“No.” 

That's all he said. That simple word reminded me of how aggressive he was in the gym, bouncing the basketball roughly off my head while I kneeled before him.

The man said no. Who knew a two letter word could turn me on like that? Ignoring my desire to whack off to the memory of him face fucking me roughly, I scroll through my phone to find a picture I took of his old assignment. After I study his handwriting for a bit, I get to work on his assignment. 

I hope I get rewarded extra well for this one. It'll be worth it. Just make him happy. 

I stayed up late getting it just right, having to restart it several times because I slipped back into my normal handwriting when I wasn't focused. When I was finally happy with it, I closed my tired eyes and leaned back against my chair. 

“No. Do as you are told.” 

My dick springs back to life. Will he let me get off this time or will I just be another hole he dumps a load into? Either way I'm happy. Should I cum before I see him tomorrow or hold out hope? 

I decided to hold my load in, even though a part of me knows I'm being pathetic and delusional. There's still a small chance if I've done the assignment well that he won't be so angry at me anymore. 

But fuck, angry Troy is so hot. I wouldn't mind getting skulled fucked by him again. 

I've done enough assignments for him now that I recognize the course numbers, and the information of where the classes are held is easy to find on the school’s website. I put his assignment in a crisp folder and waited outside his lecture hall to give it to him. 

He's going to like it. He's going to reward me. I was nearly bursting in anticipation.

Troy came out near the middle of the crowd wearing a white t-shirt that hugged his arm perfectly. He had his arm around a girl (the same one as before, I think). He was so busy trying to make her laugh that he didn't notice me until I was in front of them. 

“Hi,” I say timidly and extend the folder out of him. With a glare, he snatches it out of my hand. 

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Troy collects himself quickly in front of his girlfriend and turns to her “I'll meet you in the car. Here.” He hands her some keys and then grabs me by under my right arm. Almost dragging me, Troy pulls me down the hallway and into the first classroom that's free  

With my underarm burning, I avoid his glare. I hope he can't see my boner. Or maybe I want him to see it, but I'm scared of what he will say or do. 

“You fucking stalking me?”

“No! I just wanted to give you your assignment.” I look up meekly at him and then avert my eyes back down at my feet. He looks so unhappy with me. 

“Don't fucking come up to me when I'm with my girl like that. I don't want her thinking anything.”

“Okay.” My cheeks burn and I stare at a specific spot on my right shoe. 

“You haven't told anyone about what we do, have you?” 

“No.” I shake my head. I can't believe how embarrassed and turned on I feel at the same time.

“Look at me when you talk to me.” 

Thack! A gust of wind accompanies the folder hitting the left side of my head. I look up at Troy submissively and he glares into my eyes. 

“Have you told anyone about us?”

“No.” I tremble. “I would never do that.” 

“Keep it that way.” Troy breaks eye contact and looks me up and down. “You're such a beta.” 

My cock throbs at his words. 

“You came hoping to suck this, didn't you?” Troy grabs his crotch and jiggles it. 

“Ye..”

“Look at me when you talk to me!” 

Thack! I force my eyes back up to his face, knowing my dick is leaking precum into my underwear. 

“Yes.” 

“You're fucking pathetic, you know that Joe? A real fucking loser.” He shakes his head, but he starts to undo his sweat’s strings. “Get yourself off so you can stop pining over me. And don't make me cum, I'm fucking my girl after.” 

“Ok.” I say looking into his eyes. I'll take it. I'll take anything. 

Thack! The gust of wind makes my eyes water. 

“Hurry then beta! I don't have all day.” 

I dropped to my knees so quickly it hurt my knees. I think he showered this morning and his cock was disappointedly void of any smell. I took his semi-hard cock in and sucked it, pleased with the way it swelled up in my mouth in seconds. 

“Get yourself off. Fast, you loser! Don't make me change my mind!”

Thack!

I undo my jeans clumsily, trying to suck his pole as much as I can. It's obvious he wants to get going, and I'm sad that I don't get to take my time. 

But this is what he's offering, so this is what I get. I will be grateful. I hungrily suck him while jamming my left hand into my pants. I’m as wet and sticky down there as I had thought and I knew I wasn't going to last too long. 

“I said don't make me cum!” Troy pulls his cock out of me suddenly and slaps his hard meat along my nose. “You fucking good for nothing.”

Thwack! his pole felt so heavy on my face. I jerk off quicker, licking whatever part he gives me. Troy teases me, moving his cock out of my reach and making me work for it 

While I look up with my tongue out, our eyes meet for a moment. 

“You like my big dick?” He says softly to me. 

“Yuh…” I say with my tongue on the underside of his dick.

“You better hurry up.”

I rub myself rapidly in my pants. My tongue trembles on his shaft as I get closer. 

“God, you're such a loser.”

“Mmmm” I whine, keeping my eyes on him.

“Lick it. That's all you're good for.”

I feel like I’m panting on his cock head, begging and whining and letting all my desires spill out.

“You’re pathetic, dude. I can’t believe this is getting you off.”

“MmmMmm” I reached my point of no return and begged him with my eyes to release me. 

He knows.

Troy grips the bottom of my jaw with his right hand. “Lick it, you loser!”

“Uhh..uhh…uhHhhhh!”” I moan,cumming into my pants while tonguing his shaft. I wasn't done cumming while he pulled away and pulled up his sweats. I leak into my underwear as Troy walks around me to the door. 

“Nice work dude,” he says waving the folder in the air. 

With a large wet spot forming on the front of my pants, I go to the door and peer at him walking away from the door’s crack.