Returning The Favor

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I walked into the tutoring office, where Ms. Edwards, Coach Bailey, and Mr. Wright were sitting at the conference table, waiting for me.

"Leo Mason, thank you for coming," Mr. Wright, head of the tutoring center, greeted me. I worked at the tutoring center, primarily helping other students, often (but not always) underclassmen, with English and History. Generally, I worked during free periods and after school, helping whoever needed it then. As a senior, I'd taken most of the classes in those subjects already. "Ms. Edwards and Coach Bailey have a request for you," he continued.

I was in Ms. Edwards' History class, and Coach Bailey's gym class. While the former had certainly regarded me as a star student, generally Coach Bailey never paid any mind to me. I may be a nerd but I wasn't terrible at athletics, however, coach mostly focused on the real athletes, who played on the school's various sports teams. As a private school, sports brought in a lot of money, so they liked to keep the players happy. Although I excelled academically, which most of my teachers certainly recognized, ultimately, sports were king here.

"Sure, what is it?" I asked. I'd figured that they needed me to tutor someone. Occasionally, the athletes needed more help academically than could be provided in the short tutoring sessions we usually did, and they had no intention of letting an athlete fall behind so much they got booted from the team. So they'd assign a specific tutor to help them until they got their grades up. They tried to keep quiet about the arrangement, but it was pretty much an open secret that the athletes got some special privileges around here.

"One of your classmates, Dominic Moreno, is struggling in History class," Ms. Edwards began. Of course it was him; captain of the baseball team and the football team, but he didn't seem to do very well in History. I sat next to him, and occasionally noticed the D's and F's on his assignments. "He needs a little more help than usual," she continued. "With you being one of my top students and working at the tutoring center, I figured you'd be the best choice to help him out. Dominic—" she was suddenly interrupted by Coach.

"—Dominic's my star player, Mason. We need you to do whatever it takes to get his grades up, because we can't lose him before we even reach playoffs. Understood?"

I sat there silently, trying to form a response, when thankfully Mr. Wright saved me. "Yes, well, I'm certain Leo here is more than capable. Dominic's grades will improve in no time. Right, Leo?" I quickly nodded with an "mhmm," before Ms. Edwards finally regained control of the conversation. "Fantastic! Leo, generally when tutors assist athletes, we give them a few points of extra credit too, not that you need it of course."

I nodded. "Thanks, Ms. Edwards."

"Meet Dominic out by the field after practice today," Coach said. "You can start tutoring right after that."

***

I walked to my next class after the meeting ended, thinking about how this might go down. I didn't interact with Dominic much, aside from the occasional group assignment in classes, but he was basically the most popular guy in school, dating the most popular girl in school, Sophie Dunn. I'd unfortunately had quite a few more run-ins with her than I'd like. She was the alpha bitch, the queen of the school. Dominic was merely her consort, the trophy boyfriend she liked to parade around as if to say, "I've got the perfect friends, the perfect social life, and the perfect boyfriend, with his perfect body and his perfect abs, pecs and—"

My thought was interrupted by Sophie herself, who, in my distraction, I'd accidentally bumped into. Realizing my mistake, my face turned to the kind you'd make watching "The Purge". Her friends stared at me in shock, as if I'd just made a life-ending mistake, and I could feel Sophie's glare boring a hole through my chest.

Thankfully, there were teachers around, so I escaped punishment this time, merely with a warning. "Watch it, worm," she said, in a voice that sounded sweet yet terrifyingly venomous. She walked away, and immediately her posse followed. I breathed a sigh of relief.

Where was I? oh, right. I'd had a few run-ins with Sophie in the past, but generally, if you avoided her and stayed out of her line of sight when she's pissed (both rules I clearly violated today), she won't even notice you. As it is, I'm sure she'd forget all about me by the time next period ended.

As far as Dominic's friends went, he mostly hung out with the other athletes. A few of them gave me trouble on occasion, but generally I was able to keep my head down the past three years. Don't do anything to get yourself noticed, and nobody will notice you. That has it's own drawbacks, but it's kept me from getting my ass kicked so far.

***

I got through the rest of the day, managing to shake off Sophie's glare by the time the final bell rang. After spending a little time in the tutoring center, Mr. Wright reminded me to leave a little early to get to the field when practice ended. I headed outside through the gymnasium, to the field where the football team was just finishing up with a pep talk from coach. His voice boomed so loudly, I could hear it all the way from the bleachers. Quickly, the players dispersed, some getting in some more practice, and others heading inside the gymnasium and the locker rooms. I noticed coach talking to Dominic, pointing in my direction, and Dominic sprinted over to meet me, wearing gym shorts and a tank top that accentuated his massive arms. His pecs pushed the fabric out several inches in front of his chest.

"Hey Leo!" he said, offering his fist for a bump. I returned the gesture. "So coach says you're gonna tutor me in history?"

"Yeah," I said. "Ms. Edwards insisted. They want me to help you get your grades up."

"Awesome. Edwards is a cool lady," he said. An awkward way to refer to her, I thought. "A lot of teachers would've just let me fail, but she's really been trying hard. I'd really let her down if I failed," he continued.

"Well I'll make sure that doesn't happen," I chuckled.

"Cool! let's head over to the tables and get started," he offered. I followed behind him to some wooden tables and benches that surrounded the gymnasium entrance.

"Let's start with a practice test," I said, putting a piece of paper in front of him. "Don't worry too much about how you do on it. It's just to figure out where you are and what we should begin with."

"No problem!" he said, surprisingly cheerfully. Most of the athletes I tutor aren't strong test-takers, and don't react well when I put it in front of them. He grabbed a pencil and started.

About 20 minutes later, he put his pencil down, and another 10 minutes later, I'd graded it. He said that going for a run helped him get his blood flowing and helped him think, so I let him do a few laps while I graded it. I waved him over when I'd finished, and he sprinted back.

"How'd I do?" Dominic asked, his face and arms now glistening with sweat, and his sweat-soaked shirt clinging to his torso, outlining his pecs and abs. He was hot, there was no doubt about it. Admittedly, it took me a second too long to snap back into reality and respond.

"You got a 52," I said.

He frowned. "Dammit. I gotta pass this class if I wanna stay on the team. Coach said I have to."

"Hey man, we've got some stuff to work on for sure, but it's not too bad. I've helped people bounce up from even worse."

"You can really help me, bro?" he asked nervously.

"Yeah, I'm sure of it," I said, brushing off the 'bro' thing.

"Thanks so much man," he replied. "This really means a lot. I'm gonna make it up to you!"

"There's really no need," I said. "I'm a tutor, it's my job. And besides, Ms. Edwards asked me. I couldn't say no to her."

I spent the next hour tutoring Dominic. I'm not sure how much progress we made, but he seemed really pleased with himself. I let him run a lap every so often as a reward and to take a break, and that seemed to help too.

He'd just finished a final lap when I checked the time on my phone. "Shit," I said. "I really gotta go, before I miss the last late bus."

"Come on dude, really? I feel like this shit is starting to click." he said.

"Sorry Dominic, if I don't, I'll have to walk all the way home, and my mom will kill me if I'm late."

"Please, bro? Just quiz me in the locker room, I'll drive you home after I shower and change. You'll get there before you even would if you took the bus."

I thought about it for a moment. "Alright, fine. But you take me right home."

"Deal," he said.

We made our way to the locker room, and I sat on a bench against the wall while Dominic began undressing. I quizzed him on the first few questions until I looked up, and froze, staring at the jock's massive, naked body right in front of me.

"Oh shit," he said, wrapping himself in a towel. "Sorry, I normally undress in front of my teammates all the time. I wasn't thinking. It's just, since you're...gay and everything, I hope that it doesn't make you uncomfortable or anything."

"It's fine," I said. "Just a little...distracting, is all." I tried my best to hide my bulge. "You didn't do anything wrong, just pretend I'm not here."

"Okay, cool man," he said, taking care of a few more things at his locker while I tried to ask some of the quiz questions. I reached the midway point, and as I got the next page of the quiz, said something so bold it surprised even me.

"You know, as distracting as it was, I can't say I don't like what I see," I said. Instantly, I wished I could take it back.

The next few moments of silence made me feel like I prematurely mourning myself. I prepared for the worst.

"Oh yeah?" Dominic said.

"Yeah. You're hot, dude. Like, I wish I had that body," I replied cautiously. "I'm just a scrawny little nerd."

"Thanks, bro," he said. "I'm sure yours isn't as bad as you think, though." I might've been going crazy, but it seemed like he was deliberately trying to flex, bouncing his pecs and wiggling his butt as he went through his gym locker. I looked down at the paper and continued with the quiz questions.

A few minutes passed by, and I'd managed to regain my composure before Dominic interrupted. "Dude, I gotta jump in the shower, think you could follow me over there?" I nodded, and followed him across the room, standing outside the shower stall as he turned the water on, asking the last few questions. I could hear the water running, but through it I also heard the sounds of soap being rubbed along skin, the tussle of hair being shampooed. By the time I finished the questions, he was done. He walked out stark naked, drying himself off with the towel.

"Where were we?" he asked.

"Don't worry, we finished all the questions. I'll grade it in the car."

"No, I mean, we were talking about my body, and you mentioned how you're just a 'scrawny little nerd', but I bet you're selling yourself short.

"Dude, look at me. your biceps are practically bigger than my head," I replied.

"Well then, if you insist, take your clothes off and let me get a look at you."

"Wai-what?" I stammered.

"Oh...sorry if I made you uncomfortable, it's just, I can't assess you if you've still got your clothes on." I stood in silence, processing his request. "If it makes you feel any better, it's not a big deal to me. Everyone on the team has seen each other naked." When I didn't respond, he tried one more time. "If you don't want to, that's fine. But you did see me naked, so it's only fair." I don't know why, but his appeal to "fairness" seemed to work on me.

I started stripping my shirt off, followed by my pants. "And they say I'm the gay one," I said, making him burst out laughing. When I stood there in my underwear, he looked over my body.

"It's not bad, man! You could definitely build some muscle if you wanted to. you've even got a beginning to some abs there," he told me.

"Thanks," I blushed. I noticed his naked dick twitch a bit, and started staring at it.

"This favor isn't exactly free though," he said. I raised my eyebrow in curiousity. "I'd like your professional opinion. As a gay dude. I mean, I'm never sure how much to work on my ass. What do you think?"

"Of your ass?"

"Yeah, dude. You like it? Think it's too small?" He turned around and flexed his ass for me. It was...perfect.

"It's amazing! I'm not sure I've seen a better ass."

Dominic laughed. "Thanks, bro." He turned around and continued drying himself off. "You know, you can touch it. If you want. I don't mind." I nearly choked on my saliva right there.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah man, I know it's kinda your thing, and you've been doing me a lot of favors today, so I don't mind letting you feel it up. Doesn't bother me."

Cautiously, I approached him, and reached my hand out. Slowly moving it near his butt, he grabbed my hand and pressed it against his ass cheek. "Feel that muscle? The bouncy jiggle?" he smirked, as he let go, and I groped his ass cheeks as he pressed his hands against the lockers in front of him. Gradually, my right hand moved around his hip. I stopped and looked up at him in approval. He nodded, and I reached around to grab his already-hard cock. Dominic moaned softly at the sensation, and leaned forward slightly to try and keep my grip steady. He smiled when he felt me wrap both my hands around his shaft.

As I stroked him gently, I saw his eyes roll back into his head. "Man, you guys are fucking lucky," he sighed quietly. "I wish women sucked dick half as much as I hear you guys do..." I giggled, and kept jerking him slowly. His breathing became heavier as I slowed down further. After several seconds without saying anything else, he spoke again. "By the way, you ever suck a guy off?"

I paused briefly before answering. "yeah, I've got a bit of experience."

"Huh," he muttered. Then, louder: "Don't be shy, bro, you can suck me if you want."

I chuckled uncomfortably. "Uh, are you sure?"

"Yeah," he said, turning around so his back leaned against the lockers. "You can go ahead." I could see his full, throbbing dick now, 8 inches at full mast.

Slowly, carefully, I wrapped my lips around his dickhead once. It tasted smooth and clean. Even his pre-cum tasted good. Before long, his voice grew hoarse from moaning continuously. "Fuck man, that feels great!"

"Fuuuuuck, you're good at this. So much better than Sophie." I swirled my tongue around his dickhead, biting lightly onto the tip of his penis, which elicited an immediate gasp from Dominic. "FUCK!"

After ten minutes straight sucking him off, I knew it wouldn't take much longer for him to cum. He knew it too, and pulled me up. Neither of us wanted this to end yet. "Dude, sit over on the bench." I sat down on the bench behind me, and he stood in front of me. I started sucking him again.

"What? Holy fuck, dude!" I stopped what I was doing and noticed he was looking down.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing man, just...your cock is enormous!" I looked down at the massive tent in my underpants, about 10 inches long. "Fuck, you're huge!" he said in astoundment, before I went back to sucking. I could tell that seeing another large member, even through my underwear, must have turned him on even more, because within seconds, his own cock was rock solid. And I thought it had been hard BEFORE.

"That feels so fucking awesome man," he whispered.

"Good cause that's what it's supposed to feel like," I grinned. "Now close your eyes and relax." I focused on the task at hand; getting him off and helping him blow his load. My mouth worked diligently, bobbing my head up and down on his thick meat, wetting it with spit. The more I sucked, the louder Dominic's moans became. Needing to give my jaw a rest, I slowed down again, and noticed Dominic was still looking at my underwear-sheathed boner. I pulled my mouth off.

"You can touch it if you want," I said. He looked down at it, as if deep in thought. Slowly, his hand reached out and grabbed my penis, gripping it in the outside of my underwear. I moaned as he squeezed and played with it gently, as if a child discovering a new toy for the first time and trying to figure out how it worked. As he played with my dick, I went back to work sucking him off. The moans I made from his tugging on my own cock vibrated around Dominic's. His own grunts were echoing throughout our shared space, like an animal in a cave.

I deepthroated his dick, burying it all the way inside my mouth. "Fuck yeah, nerd! Fuck, this is the BEST! Oh God...oh FUCK! How are you doing this? Holy shit..."

"It just takes practice," I teased, flicking his dick with my tongue.

He grunted loudly, surprising me that he hadn't come yet. In response, I buried his entire dick into my throat, swallowing every inch until he screamed at the top of his lungs. "OH MY GOD!! OH SHIT!!" He panted. My jaw ached from having such an incredible length jammed down my throat repeatedly, but it was worth it.

By now, his hand had slid inside my underwear; I could feel his big hand against the skin of my dick, playing with its underside, squeezing and caressing. "Holy fuck, holy motherfucking hell-" he began. "You're so fucking huge."

We were both panting heavily, almost gasping for air. Just when I thought he couldn't possibly hold out anymore, he suddenly yelled out. "OH FUCK NERD!! HERE IT COMES!!" With those words, he came explosively inside of my mouth. Suddenly, he thrust forwards and shot a stream of warm cum inside my mouth. I closed my eyes and swallowed every drop he gave me. Once Dominic came down from his orgasmic high, he released my hair.

Now, he seemed lost in thought again. I could see he was still staring down at my own erection. "Fuck it," he said. He knelt down in front of me, and slid his fingers underneath my underwear. Grabbing two fistfuls of my sweaty underwear, he yanked them off quickly and exposed my hard dick, throbbing and leaking precum. "Fuck," he said in amazement. "You're bigger than the whole football team." He began stroking my cock. He lowered his mouth to it.

"Wait, what're you doing?!" I said.

"Returning the favor." With that, Dominic opened his mouth and started licking my cock. Within seconds, I realized where this was going. This time, I didn't care if he was sure or not, or maybe I could just see it in his face that he was. With a wicked grin on his face, he took me deeper into his mouth. I let out a loud groan, as waves after wave of pleasure washed over my body. He gagged occasionally while taking more of my rigid rod into his mouth, but eventually managed to get most of my ten-inch cock into his hot wet mouth.

"Jesus Christ! Dude, your cock tastes AMAZING!" he exclaimed between licks. I ran my fingers through his brown locks. I savored the moment - the most popular guy in school, the star athlete, was sucking my dick. And enjoying it, too, by the looks of it.

I responded teasingly. "Not bad for someone who's never sucked before." I was underselling it a bit: he was amazing. It was like he knew all the right parts to lick and how to suck it, as if Dominic knew my dick better than I did. His tongue was everywhere on my sensitive ballsack and globs of spit dripped all over my shaft whenever he pumped away faster and harder. Eventually, he began pumping slower and softer, making soft slurps in the process. He then removed his mouth completely, and gazed up at me with lusty eyes. Taking one last look at my dick, he dove down and engulfed my entire 10 inch pole.

Watching him swallow my whole cock filled me with indescribable bliss; each stroke sent waves of intense pleasure coursing through my body. A muscular, straight jock was going to town on me as if it were the most important thing in the world to him. My dick throbbed in his mouth and leaked precum like a fountain, providing no shortage of lubrication for the handsome jocks oral skills.

He could tell I was close. "Give it to me, bro. Cum for me, Leo. I want your jizz," he said, between attacks of his mouth on my dick.

"Oh shit oh fuck here it comes!" I warned him, before spurts of my salty semen flew into his mouth. Again and again, streams of white cream erupted from my bulbous head, filling his waiting mouth. Dominic gulped it all down eagerly, drinking my essence entirely. Finally, he lifted his mouth from my cock, allowing the final few drops to dribble down onto his chin. We both stared at each other, drenched in sweat and saliva, as I processed what just happened.