From a C+ to an A

“Hey, bro,” Grady greeted his friend as he wiped the bar and as Kenny slouched on a stool, his elbows on top of the bar.

“Grady, buddy,” Kenny said, his face long and serious, “draw me a long fucking beer, bro.”

Grady laughed. He had been friends with Kenny since high school and had had good times. When Kenny enrolled in the community college, Grady had to find a job since he couldn’t afford college. Actually, he wasn’t even interested in going to college anyway. The two friends kept in touch and Kenny would drop by the bar where Grady worked for a beer and a chat.

Placing a chilled glass of beer on the counter in front of Kenny, Grady said, “What’s wrong, dude?”

“Nothin, man,” Kenny pulled a long sip of the cold beer.

“Come on, man. I know you pretty well. Something is wrong,” Grady insisted.

“Fuck it, Grady. Man I hate college,”

“What the fuck, bro? Ok, ok, so I agree with you that college sucks. But I know you love it.”

“You’re gonna laugh at me, dude. Please, don’t even smirk, ok?”

Grady grinned. “Spit it out.”

“I have worked hard, you know, to keep my GPA up. For this course, I worked my ass off to present a decent term paper. And what do I get? A fucking C+. Fuck, Grady, this is going to fuck my GPA to high hell.”

Grady forced himself not to laugh, drew for himself some beer into an empty glass and gulped it down so as Kenny wouldn’t notice his facial expression of amusement.

“Man, why should that be a big deal? I mean you can make it up later in the final, couldn’t you?”

“Except this shit of professor I have. I think he has it for me. He doesn’t like me for some reason.”

“You don’t know that, dude,” Grady tried to alleviate the situation. “Professors suck,” he added with a grin on his face.

Kenny gazed at his friend over the rim of his glass as he took another gulp, nodded. “They sure do, man.”

Grady laughed, glanced around, leaned over the top of the bar, and whispered: “They suck dick, dude.”

Kenny’s eyes went wide as he placed the beer glass back on the counter. “What’re you talking about, man?”

Grady nodded, the wide grin back on his handsome face.

“And how do you know that?”

The grin went wider.

Kenny stared at Grady: “No. Come on, Grady. You don’t mean…?”

Grady nodded and winked.

“Fuck, dude. You saw a professor sucking cock?”

Leaning over the counter, Grady said: “Didn’t just see, dude.”

“You’re fucking with me, Grady. Fuck, dude, I’m not in the mood.”

“I’m not fucking with you Kenny, my man. One of your high and mighty professors sucked my dick.”

“WHAT?” Kenny looked around as this came out loud, checking to see if someone heard. A middle-aged man had stepped up to the bar and waved for Grady.

The grin still on his face, Grady sauntered over to the man and prepared his drink for him.

Kenny watched his friend. Grady was handsome. Actually, back in high school, “The Grade” didn’t have to wait to get laid. Chicks were always all over him. Kenny had seen Grady naked a few times in the showers after PE. Yes, Grady was a hot dude. But was he also a fag? Having men suck on his dick? Impossible. Grady was fucking with him. Besides, Kenny knew that Grady was a tits-and-ass man.

“Ok, dude, you had your fun, fucking with me,” Kenny said as Grady returned. “So how are things with you? All cool?”

“Bro. I’m fucking telling you. A prof from your fucking college sucked my fucking dick and ate my fucking jizz. For fucking real.”

“But… Grady. You’re not gay, are you?”

“Fuck no, Ken. What’s gay got to do with it? I got a mean blowjob and a mouth is a mouth. Besides, I was too horny to care whose mouth it was.”

Kenny had an incredulous look on his face. He swallowed the rest of the beer and motioned for his friend for another glass.

“If what you’re telling me is true, how did it happen?”

“You don’t believe me, huh?”

“Fuck, Grady. You’re a woman’s man, tits and ass, as far as I know. And now you’re telling me that you’re getting blowjobs from men? From professors? Fuck!”

“A professor has a mouth, doesn’t he? A professor can enjoy sucking dick, can’t he?”

“Now I know you’re fucking with me, man.”

“Look. You know the park facing the traffic light on 2nd Street? I usually jog there before I come here for my evening jig.”

Kenny nodded, still not believing.

Grady continued, the grin on his face: “I noticed this dude. Thirty-something. Always sitting on the bench close to the toilets and reading a fucking book. He would watch me as I jogged, adjusting his eyeglasses. I tell you, man, I could tell from the way he was checking me out that he was… you know… interested.”

“But you just told me that you’re not gay.”

“Fuck, dude. No, I’m not gay. But if a gay dude wants to suck on my cock, I wouldn’t say no to that. Gay dudes give the best blow jobs ever.”

“So what happened?”

“It was probably the third or fourth time that I saw this man and he was checking me out. So  I stopped and said hi. The way he croaked his hi back made me kinda sure. So I walk over to the toilets although I didn’t need to take a leak. True enough, the dude walked in less than a minute later. I had my dick out at the urinal. He stepped up to the next one and turned his face to gaze down at my junk. You’ve seen my dick, Ken.”

Ken nodded. “Yeah, man, so you’re hung. So go on.”

Grady laughed. “You should see the look at his face when he saw my cock, man. I already had a semi.”

“Fuck!”

“Man, the dude dropped to his knees and swallowed my cock right there at the urinals. Unbelievable the way he gobbled. Of course I erected and he choked but kept at it until I jizzed hard, I tell you. I warned him I was gonna shoot but he kept sucking and I flooded his throat. Fuck, no chick has ever done that to me. I fucking loved squirting with tight lips and tongue around my dick.”

Kenny felt sweat dripping under his arms. His cock was hard. He had never experienced cumming inside a sucking and gobbling mouth. Grady’s description was so graphic.

“Grady. Fuck. I just boned.”

Grady laughed. “Me too, Ken. Wanna blow me?”

“Fuck you, man. Maybe we should get a couple of professors.”

The two young lads laughed at that. “Did you get the prof’s name? I bet he wouldn’t tell you after one blowjob.”

“Who said anything about one blowjob?” Grady smirked.

“Damn, man. How many?”

“Quite a few. The dude was there every day. And I fed him his daily protein. He said I should call him John. Which I knew was not his real name. But I did see a name scrolled inside his book. Thomason or something like that.”

“WHAT?” Kenny exclaimed, again looking around in embarrassment.

“Or maybe Thomson, or something like that. I just had a glance.”

“Dr. fucking Thomson. I can’t fucking believe it. Hey, maybe the dude had borrowed the book. Maybe it’s not his? What does he look like, other than the glasses.”

“Glasses, black-rimmed, around 5-10. Pretty fit from what I could see. Light trimmed beard. Kinda thick lower lip. I noticed the thick lip because he slurped on my cock with it.” Grady laughed.

“Fuck! That’s him. The fucker who gave me the C+! The fucking cocksucker! I’m gonna shout it in front of the whole fucking class. The dude SUCKS COCK!”

“Hey, dude, take it easy, will you. Make your dick work for you. Outing the dude will get you nothing. Give him dick instead.”

“Shit, Grady, I can’t go up to the guy and tell him to suck my cock.”

The two friends were having a swell of a time now that the picture was clear that Kenny’s professor had sucked Grady’s dick and swallowed his cum.

“Tell you what, dude. Next time I see the prof, I will ask him to come up to my place.”

“Are you serious? Grady, you’re going to fuck the guy?”

“We are going to fuck the guy.”

“No way, man. What the fuck are you talking about?” Kenny looked around, anxious. “He will recognize me. I will be in trouble.”

“Not with my cock in his throat. I will bring him up and when he starts gobbling my dick, you walk in.”

“Shit, dude.”

“Yeah, dude. And you’ll get your fucking A and get to fuck your prof.”

“I don’t know,” Kenny said nervously. “I have never done another man. Jen would go through the roof if she ever hears about this.”

“First, Ken, my man, as I told you. A guy gives head much better than a girl. Trust me. Has Jen ever let you cum in her mouth? Has she ever swallowed your dick down to the base? Come on, honestly.”

Kenny shook his head. It was true. Jen only sucked his dick as a favor or to avoid letting him into her pussy for one reason or another. To jizz inside a sucking mouth. That must be some experience. Besides, he would not have to worry about grades anymore. His cock inside the prof’s mouth would make sure of that.

* * *

“Hey, prof,” Grady looked down at the kneeling professor in the park toilets. “This is getting a bit uncomfortable. How about coming up to my place this evening and we can play better?”

Prof. Thomson gazed up at the beautiful young man towering over him. Would he dare? He might be mugged or something. But he had sucked off this kid more than once and had never felt threatened. The taste of the kid’s semen was heavenly and the pulsating cock as he exploded almost made him faint with lust.

Thomson stood up wiping his lips.

“Ok, but no one is to know about this.”

“Sure, prof,” Grady smiled winningly, tucking his dick inside his sweat shorts.

* * *

With trepidation and lust, the professor walked into the small studio. Grady was in boxers, looking sexy as hell.

“Let’s get comfy, prof,” Grady pulled the professor in.

“Call me John,” the professor said, noticing the smirk on Grady’s face.

“Cool, John. Now let’s get naked.”

The professor took off his clothes and stood stark naked in front of the young hunk. It was the first time he’d seen Grady naked, well almost, except even with the boxers on, the tent was even more inviting. Grady pulled him over to the couch and made him kneel between his legs, his cock hard and plastered onto his flat belly. John went to work on the crotch. He slurped the fuzzy balls and kissed his way up the undershaft. His lips wrapped around the thick knob, and then down the rod, moaning and drooling, his head dizzy, his heart beating, his dick throbbing, his ass twitching. Naked and in private, the sucking cock experience was heightened tenfold than when he had sucked Grady in the park toilets.

“Hey, John,” Grady said as he played with the professor’s thinning hair. “Wanna slide up and sit on it for a while?”

“You mean…?”

“Yeah, dude. Your hot butt would feel awesome on my dick.”

“But I never…”

“Always a first time.”

The professor placed himself on top of Grady’s crotch, shivering at the feeling of the hard wet cock against his butt. Grady pulled his head down and sucked on his lips.

Right at the moment, Kenny walked in.

“Hey, Grady, dude, you left the door open. How many time have I told…  Oh, ooops, sorry, man. I didn’t know…”

The professor jumped off Grady’s crotch, trying to snatch his clothes off the floor.

“Take it easy, John. It’s just my mate, Kenny. Hey, Ken, dude. Meet my friend, John. We were just having some fun time.”

The professor froze when he saw Kenny’s face.

“Professor?” Kenny acted surprised. “Wow. You and Grady? Oh, wow.”

The professor was speechless. He went totally dumb, and he slumped naked on the couch next to Grady, knowing that he was busted.

Grady pulled the professor back onto his crotch and started rubbing his cock on the older man’s hole. He winked for Kenny to approach.

Hesitatingly, Kenny stepped close and stood next to them, his crotch inches away from his professor’s face. The professor reached for the bulging jeans, undid the belt, pulled down both jeans and briefs, and engulfed the limp cock between his lips. In an instant, Kenny erected. As the professor swallowed, he grunted loud, his sphincter stretched and Grady’s thick cock popped inside the ring.

Kenny grabbed the professor’s head, fucking his throat, not letting the grunting “John” pull off. The professor’s screams came out muffled as the two young cocks invaded his body.

Kenny watched incredulously as his cock slid in and out of his professor’s stretched lips. He couldn’t hold back for long and he started shooting his load even though Grady was ramming his own thick rod up into the professor’s hole.

Panting, Kenny sat next to Grady and gazed at his professor’s face, the eyes clenched closed, the lips and beard slimed with cum, as he rocked up and down Grady’s cock. Kenny leaned and kissed Grady. Grady growled and exploded. Something hit Kenny’s chin. He glanced down to see squirts of cum shooting out of the professor’s penis slit all over him and Grady.

The three men sat next to each other, naked, breathing hard, covered with cum.

“You gave me a C+, Prof,” Kenny smirked, turning sideways and slowly rubbing his wet cock on the professor’s thigh.

“You gave me a thick load, Kenny,” the professor smirked back, feeling Grady’s cum seeping out into his crack. He visibly shivered as he felt Kenny’s spongy knob prodding his thigh.

Grady laughed. “Way I see it, Kenny’s load will keep flowing if his C+ kinda moves up, to a B?”

“Fuck B,” Kenny said.

The professor finally laughed. “Ok, you win. I will change it to an A. You two bitches have planned all of this, haven’t you?”

Grady and Kenny looked at each other, winked, and joined the prof in laughter.

* * *

When the professor finally left, after tasting two more young loads, Kenny and Grady leaned back on the couch next to each other, naked, covered with sweat, legs spread, dicks covering their balls.

“For a non-gay dude, Grady, my man, you sure went gay on the prof’s butt.”

Grady slapped Kenny’s head playfully.

“Ken, my man, I fucked your prof as a favor to you, you little shit.”

“You mean to tell me you haven’t done guys? Come on. Bro, the way you fucked that prof ass was mean and experienced.”

Grady placed his hand on Kenny’s thigh and rubbed up and down gently. He took a long breath.

“Look, Kenny. A guy’s got to do what a guy’s got to do, ok?”

Kenny watched Grady caress his thigh, and his balls tingled. Grady had never made any kind of sexual pass at him before. Was he doing it now? Kenny was straight, or so he thought, as his whole body shivered at the light touching of his friend’s hand and fingers on his bare skin and inside his thigh.

“And what’s that supposed to mean?” Kenny turned sideways to look at Grady’s face as Grady rubbed up under his balls.

“You got the bread to go to college. I don’t. I work.” Grady grabbed Kenny’s cock and squeezed. “And, my sexy Kenny, whatever brings me bread… well.”

Kenny was shocked. His friend was a prostitute. He fucked for money. Did he get fucked, too? Would that make a difference? With trepidation he felt his cock harden inside Grady’s hand.

“See? You think you’re straight and above it all. Your dick is boning in my hand, dude,” Grady teased.

Kenny reluctantly moved Grady’s hand away, reached for his shorts and pulled them up, his dick plastered against his abs.

“We’re friends, right?” Kenny stood next to Grady. His fucking friend looked so sexy, naked and relaxed. He tried to push back the feelings that were building up in him. He should call Jen. He should fuck Jen. But Grady was there, so sexy.

“Yeah, Ken. Don’t sweat it, bro. We sure are friends. Forget that I stroked your bone. Now, how about raising that A to an A+?”

“WHAT?” came Kenny’s now standard reaction to Grady’s crazy ideas.

“Double fuck the bastard,” Grady laughed.

* * *

“It’s really William,” Kenny smiled as the professor settled on Grady’s cock two evenings later.

“Huh?” Grady grunted as he thrust up into the tight hole.

“My real name is William,” the professor mumbled into Grady’s neck as he pushed down to meet the thrust and take the whole cock.

Kenny fisted his now-hard dick and offered it to the hungry professor.

“Hey, Willie,” Grady said as he kept a slow fucking into the professor. “You like Kenny, don’t you?”

The professor nodded as Kenny moved away and behind the professor over Grady’s legs and thighs, pressing his cock on the professor’s back and grinding. Grady winked at Kenny, reached for the lube tube and passed it over. The professor’s face was buried inside Grady’s neck. Kenny lubed, placed his cockhead against Grady’s buried cock base and pushed.

Professor William Thomson screamed and arched his back at the invasion. Grady grabbed his head pulling it back into his neck as Kenny forced the knob in. The loud whimpering didn’t stop him from maintaining the pressure. He felt the ring clench hard around his knob, but more so, he felt Grady’s cock throb as it squeezed against his cock.

Keeping the thrust, Kenny went all in. The professor thrashed, but with Grady holding him down and Kenny pressing his full weight on top of him, he had no chance. Kenny stayed in, wallowing in the feeling of Grady’s cock against his, pulsating, masculine, rock hard. The three kept this position until the professor relaxed enough for the two young men to start to move inside him.

They alternated, with Grady pushing in as Kenny pulled out, then Kenny pushing in as Grady pulled out.

“Fuck,” Grady exclaimed less than a couple of minutes later. “The bitch professor just shot his load on me.”

The professor grunted, and it was now his own hips that were moving up and down, fucking itself on the two young cocks.

“I’m just about ready, Ken,” Grady grunted. Kenny stilled as Grady fucked hard and fast. Grady froze and exploded. Kenny went over the edge as Grady’s cock pulsated with his squirts and Kenny emptied his balls inside the stretched hole.

“A+, then?” Grady smirked as the professor started to wipe off the abundant man cum oozing from his stretched hole.

“A+, it will be,” the prof moaned, rubbing on his sore ass.

* * *

Grady kept tending bar and sticking his dick in any hole that offered money. He even offered to do Kenny for free.

Kenny aced his courses with Professor William Thomson. As much as he desired Grady, he stayed with Jen. Except, of course, when he fucked his prof.

Professor William Thomson had his fill of the two young cocks repeatedly as the A-grades continued to spill out.