The door opened and he walked down the hall. He was flawless. Tall, handsome, muscular, stylish.
"Morning Jason," I said, passing him at his door.
"Hey man," he said. "What's up?"
"Just going to class," I replied.
I went to class, but couldn't concentrate. I thought of Jason the whole time. I kicked myself in the head for doing it. He was straight as straight could be. I had zero chance with him. And even if he was interested in guys, he wouldn't want me.
I walked back to the dorm and looked in the mirror in the bathroom. I hated what I saw staring back at me. Overweight, out of shape, not good looking at all.
I walked back into my room and did some homework. There was a knock on my door. I opened it up and there was Jason, in nothing but a towel.
"Hey Jason, what's up?" I asked, my heart hammering as I took him in.
"I got out of the shower and locked myself out of my room," he said.
"Do you need me to run down to the desk?" I asked.
"No, I texted Austin to come let me in," he replied.
"What can I help you with?" I asked.
"I need some help with HW when I get back in my room. You're a Political Science major right?"
"Yeah," I replied.
"I need help with American Government," he said.
"I can do that," I said.
"Thanks man," he said.
Austin walked onto the hall and let him back into his room.
"Hey Wes," he hollered. "Are you coming?"
I walked into his room and let the door shut behind me. My heart almost stopped. Jason had taken his towel off and was putting on a pair of shorts. His back was perfectly muscular and his arms were gorgeous. His butt was perfectly smooth and round. I had to look away or he'd catch me. He turned around just as I looked over at his desk.
"I'm having trouble remembering all the Amendments to the Constitution."
"That's no problem at all," I said. "They're a little confusing."
My brain was working slower than usual, still processing Jason's perfect backside. He said something else but I didn't hear him.
"What?" I asked.
"I asked if you wanted to sit down," he repeated.
"Yeah, man. Thanks."
He pulled up the other chair next to me as I sat down in front of handout about the Constitution. He still hadn't put a shirt on, letting me get a full view of his gorgeous chest. Muscular and hairless, with a small tattoo on his pec.
We ran through the amendments and he got most of them.
"Thanks man," he said. "I'm not sure how I can repay you,"
Oh, I can think of a few ways. I thought.
"Don't worry about it," I said. "I'm always available to help."
The next few weeks passed without event, but then I got a text.
Can you help me again?
I went and knocked on his door and he opened up. Oh my god, he was naked. His cock was so beautiful and thick. And big! Jesus, he had to be 8 or 9 inches when he got hard.
"Hey Jason, is now a good time?" I asked, forcing myself to look up.
"Yeah," he said. "Come on in?"
I walked in, but he didn't have any books out. Austin's side of the room was empty. He moved out.
"What do you need help with?"
"This," he said, grabbing his dick.
My heart skipped a beat.
"I see the way you look at me, you know. You can't keep your eyes off me."
"Sorry, Jason," I said.
"Don't be," he said. "Just show me what you got."
He turned his desk chair around, sat down, and spread his legs. I got down in front of him. I grabbed his cock and began to pump it.
He moaned, leaning back in the chair, looking up at the ceiling.
For just a second, I just jacked him off. Then, I slowly put the head of his cock in my mouth. He gasped.
I gently sucked on it, making him moan some more. He was hard now.
I slowly moved up and down his thick shaft, going as far down on him as I could without gagging. When my jaw got sore, I took some time to lick up and down his shaft and suck on his balls.
I slowly went down on him again. This time I kept going past my gagging point, taking more of him in. I didn't gag, to my surprise. Soon I had his entire cock in my mouth and throat. I left it there, breathing through my nose.
I hummed gently and he moaned even more.
I went back up, breathed in and went back down without stopping. I started to deepthroat him every time. I tickled and massaged his inner thigh while I did. I grabbed his heavy balls and played with them as I took his cock into my throat.
He was gasping for air at this point, moaning, and repeating "Oh my god." over and over again.
I pulled myself off his cock and told him to stand up and fuck my mouth. He did so eagerly.
He pumped his cock into my mouth and throat, grabbing my hair and holding my head still, while he fucked my face.
I could taste the salty precum oozing from his cock and knew he'd blow soon. He kept humping my mouth.
I felt his cock pulse.
"Oh shit, I'm going to cum." He tried to pull his cock out, but I shoved it into my throat and hummed.
"Holy fuck, I'm cumming."
The first spurt hit the back of my throat and the flood gates opened. He emptied his nut into my mouth, filling it up. I thought it was going to overflow my mouth. I swallowed all his cum and, to my surprise, he was still cumming. He dumped another load into my throat and collapsed into the chair.
I got back between his knees and cleaned all the cum off of his cock.
I stood up and he looked at me.
"Now how many amendments to the constitution are there?" I asked with a grin.
"Fuck if I know," he said.