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I was exiting my geology 101 class with a guy I had gotten friendly with ever since I sat next to him that first day…

Flashback and I was like ‘holy shit, he’s hot!’ So I made a beeline straight towards the seat open to his right, even though I saw a girl trying to do the same thing. The girl gave me a really annoyed look. ‘Bitch, he’s mine.’ I thought.

We’re kinda opposites (jock vs nerd) so at first I was a little bored talking to him. He did most of the talking. I put up with it cause he was hot. But then we started to have some decent conversations as we learned more about each other.

Flash forward back to today, and we were walking side by side talking about the fascinating history of mollusks, while I stared at the side of his youthful face and chiseled jaw-line as he looked forward.

We were heading down the sidewalk to the parking lot. I hated how our conversations were so short. This was the only time we ever talked, after this one class before he drove home.
To be honest we didn’t have that much in common to hang out. And there was an age gap as well. At the time he was 32 (but looked 24), and I was barely 18.

“So how’s your girl?”

“Uh, well… I mean everything is good I guess, but she’s not as aiming to please as much as she used to.”

“What you mean?”

He laughed. “To be blunt she doesn’t suck my dick anymore bro! She used to do it all the time!”

“Seriously?? A guy as handsome as you??”

“Ha! I guess girls don’t like sucking dick in general.”

“Fuck, if I were her I’d blow you every day dude.”

He gave me an eyebrow raise. And I blushed. Fuck. I got caught up in the moment.

“Are you gay bro?”

“Um..well..yeah.”

He gave a mischievous smirk.

“You wanna help me out?”

I blinked.

“Seriously??”

“Yeah, why not. I’m horny as fuck and apparently guys give better head. And actually like giving head. Or am I wrong?”

“Uh n-no, you’re right…”

“So you wanna suck my dick?”

“Yes please!”

He was amused by my enthusiasm.

About half an hour into blowing him in his window tinted car, I heard a buzzing sound and he pulled out his phone. It was his girlfriend. He spoke out the text as he typed it.

‘Sorry babe, I forgot, I got caught up with my buddy. Be home soon.’

He snickered after pressing send, and I smiled. ‘He’s mine!’ I thought.

After blowing his load down my esophagus he asked me if we could make this a regular thing after class. Geology 101 is on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I happily agreed.

“I’m assuming you’re straight?…”

“Yup. As long as you don’t get attached we’re good.”

“We’re good. Just checking.” I lied