Straight A's E4 | My reward is his jizz

Everyone is over the age of 18

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Read the first story arc first for the context! TLDR: Joseph, the nerd, did Troy’s homework for him. Troy’s offering a little something as compensation now.

From Joseph’s POV:

“Well, I’m sure we can make something work,” Troy says, looking me dead in the eye.

By that, he means...?

He smirks at me and crosses his arms, accentuating his pecs and bicep muscles. “Well, what are you thinking?”

I’m thinking that if you’re not thinking what I’m thinking, then I’m about to get my ass handed to me. And not in a good way.

“You must have something you want from me.” His intense stare is making me squirm in my seat. He’s basically asking for me to get on my knees! Or is he? I don’t know! 

Oh, I forgot to mention. I’m basically a virgin. Maybe half a virgin. I’ve had one encounter before but it didn’t end well and neither of us had an orgasm so...?

“Tough decision, huh?” Troy raises his eyebrows at me. He watches me struggle, looking at my twitching hands and tapping feet. I can’t take it anymore! I stand up and walk over to the door.

“I’ll think about it,” I say hastily and open the door. “Consider it an I-owe-you.”

“What are we? In 7th grade?” Troy laughs and stands up from his spinny desk chair with a creak. “Don’t think too long about it. Offers not on the table forever.”

Smack! I jump at the impact of him slapping my ass. Even more flustered now, I open the door in a rush and step out.

“Hey.”

I turn around, blood rushing towards my cheeks. Troy stands with both hands on top of the door frame.

He’s trying to show me those pits. Those magnificent forests of dark hair.

“I don’t like owing anyone anything. So if you walk out of here, we’re going to call it even.” Troy stared at me until I walked slowly back towards him. I pause right in front of him and he holds his position for a second before stepping to the side and letting me come in.

This is it. Don’t let this chance go. He’s handing it to you.

“What do you want, Joe?”

“I want to,” my voice comes out as a pathetic squeak and I clear my throat. “I want to...” My boner rages while he closes the door and leans his shirtless body casually against it. He raises his eyebrows and waits, looking at my fists clenching and unclenching. “I want to suck your dick,” I finished quietly.

“What’s that?” Troy smirks at me. But he knows. He heard me.

“I want to suck your dick.” I can’t stop the strangled feeling in my throat. This is it. Either he whips it out or I’m going to get beat into a coma.

“I thought so. I’ve seen the way you look at me. And when I found you’re a homo, it made a lot of sense,” Troy says, eyeing me up and down. His room feels small, and he feels larger than life. I didn’t know what to say, so I stood there in embarrassment. “That’s really all you want? I was expecting more.”

I was speechless. Truly speechless. He shrugs at my silence and pulls his sweats down to his ankles.

My god, the bush. The fucking bush that he has.

I go up to him and kneel down, and he lifts a foot for me to take off his sweats. After I pull the sweats off his other foot, I look directly into his hairy crotch. 

“I don’t know if I’m going to get hard. But do what you have to do.”

I breathe his musk in, reminding myself of his sweaty shirts and sending throbs to my cock. Can I touch myself? No, don’t push it. I pick up his soft cock with my lips and feel his thighs shiver. I use my lips to pull at his loose skin, willing it to grow in my mouth. It did seem to get bigger, but not stiff. I’m not the most experienced either, so I’m not sure if I’m doing it right.

“If you pull on my nuts, I might get hard.”

I comply immediately, cupping his saliva-covered sack and finding a good place to tug. At the first tug, his dick jumps in my mouth. Yes! The hardening of his cock encourages me to suck him more passionately. The more I gave him, the more his dick grew. I kept a firm grip on his balls until he pulled my head off.

I look past his semi-hard cock up at him, and Troy looks back down at me with a look of contempt. “Are you getting off to this?”

I nod. He slides his slick cock up my face, leaving a trail of slime on my face. Then he spreads his legs further and leans back against the door. I take the cue to get back to throating him, noticing his dick is big enough now to fill my whole mouth.

“Come on, put some effort into it.” Troy thrusts into the back of my throat and I gag. His hand wraps around the back of my head and triggers my gag reflex. “You want it or not?”

“Guuhhh...” I give up and push against his hand to get off. I look up at him with watery eyes and he gives me the same look of contempt. Troy slaps his rod on my right cheek and then aims his head right at my lips. “Aren’t gay guys supposed to be good at giving head?”

I open my mouth to tell me that I don’t have the experience but he takes the chance to shove his cock back in me instead. Taking it nicely for the first couple thrusts, I struggle when he makes me take him deeper, going deep enough that his messy pubes tickle my nose.

“GuuuuUHHH!!” The gag comes from deep within me.

“Don’t you dare throw up on my shit.” His hand lets my head free and I willingly continue to deep-throat his stiff rod

“GuuuuUHHH”

“Wasn’t expecting it to get so big, were you? Work for it. Or you’re never getting this again.”

“Guh..Guh...Guh....Guh...Guh...” I want him to cum so badly that I’m willing to sacrifice my comfort.

“This isn’t going to make me cum. You’re wasting my time.” He thrusts into each of my bobs, making my eyes water profusely.

“Guh..Guh...Guh....Guh...Guh...”

“Forget it,” Troy says and pushes my head off. He jackhammer strokes his dick in front of my face while I wipe the tears off my face. “You suck at this.” I stick my tongue out to lick him and he pushes his palm on my forehead, tilting my head back. He stares down at me in pity while clenching his jaw tight.

“You want my load on your face?”

“Yuhhhh,” I pant, the sound coming out of me strangely. Troy’s face tenses up further.

Ah! The warm liquid coats my nose and drips downwards. His bittersweet taste touches my lips and I focus on the way his face relaxes on the first shot and then crunches up again. His cum dribbles onto my left cheek and then Troy lets go of my forehead. I swallow him again, feeling his little throbs as I taste his juices on him.

I kept sucking him until he softened completely in my mouth and then I looked up at him again.

“You can use my pants to wipe up,” he says. His expression has softened and now he looks just as embarrassed as I felt. I suckle the tip of his head, my face covered in his cum, while looking up at him. Troy raises his eyebrows and shakes his head, then shivers at the aftershock of his orgasm. “Are we even?”

I nod with his soft tip in my mouth.