By: Lucas Miller
It had been a long three days. I had spent much of my time up to then engaging in various types of sexual activity, and that had consequences: There were two papers that needed to get done and a few tests I needed to study for as well. My quest to determine whether or not Marc's Mr. Morgan was the same as Russell's Mr. Morgan had to wait. Marc made this easier for me, as he hadn't responded to my e-mail requesting a picture of his teacher.
At the end of the three days of academic hell, I was ready to continue my mission. My final class of that day ended in the early afternoon, so I had the rest of the day to try to contact Marc and find Mr. Morgan.
I sent another e-mail to Marc, and then went back to his journal to see what happened next. Before I could begin, though, there was a knock at my door. When I opened it, Trey stood on the other side. "Hey," he said.
"Hey," I smiled and motioned an invitation for him to enter.
Trey looked nervous and had difficulties looking at me. His hands were in his pockets, and it looked as if he was trying to hold down his erection. "What's up?" I asked.
He sat down on my bed and fidgeted. "So, um, about what happened the other day…"
"You mean the blowjob?" I said with a huge grin. "Did you like it? I know I did. You have a great cock."
He looked like he was beginning to relax, but still didn't look at me. "I'm not gay, you know?"
"Yes you are, Trey."
He didn't protest.
"It's okay, though. I won't tell anyone, but you need to be honest with yourself." I sat down next to him. "I would never tell the other guys about what we did, but Russell does know. He saw us. He won't tell either."
Trey was now looking directly into my eyes. The nervousness or fear had almost disappeared. "I don't know what's happening," he whispered. "All I can think about was how you made me feel."
"Stand up," I said, and he got to his feet. He stood directly in front of me. I was at eye-level with his sternum. "Take your hands out of your pockets." He obeyed again, and I could see his straining cock pushing against the rough material of his jeans.
I slowly unzipped his jeans and his cock sprung out. He wasn't wearing any underwear, and this was a strange turn on for me. His dick stood straight out of the fly of his jeans. I considered pushing his jeans down, but the sight of that beautiful, hard cock sticking out was good enough for me. I took his stiff cock in my hands and gave it a few strokes. Then, without further hesitation, I put the tip of it in my mouth.