Liam sat at his desk in his dorm room, scrolling through emails while the soft hum of his laptop filled the room. He froze when a subject line caught his eye:
Subject: Tutoring Opportunity for College Athletes
Curious, Liam clicked on the email. The student union was seeking tutors for the college’s athletes—a critical move to keep them academically eligible for games. The role paid decently, and with his double major in literature and philosophy, Liam was well-equipped to help someone struggling with essays. After some hesitation, he replied, expressing his interest.
A few days later, Liam received another email confirming his assignment. His heart skipped a beat when he saw the name: Jamal. Of all the students, he was matched with the very person he’d been trying to avoid. Liam had been dodging Jamal ever since their flirty texts, fearful that the truth of his identity would come out. But now, fate had brought them together in an official capacity, making avoidance impossible.
The evening of their first session, Liam arrived outside Jamal’s dorm room with a notebook and a few reference books. Liam paced nervously around the student-athlete dormitory. He had arrived early, hoping to get a hold of his nerves before Jamal's arrival. As he waited, he couldn't help but recall the steamy photoshoot and video from months ago, where he'd watched Jamal and Chloe together. It was a memory that had lingered with him, fueling his fantasies and leaving him yearning for more. To make matters more complicated, he and Jamal had exchanged flirtatious messages over text since the Halloween party, further blurring the boundaries between them. The memory of Jamal's huge black cock, the way he had effortlessly dominated Chloe, the way he had handled him during their brief encounters—it was all too much for Liam to process. He hesitated outside the door, his nerves bubbling. Taking a deep breath, he knocked.
“Come in!” Jamal’s deep voice called.
Liam pushed the door open and immediately froze. Jamal was mid-workout, wearing only a pair of tight black briefs that hugged his hips and left little to the imagination, showcasing a prominent outline that drew Liam’s gaze despite himself. The briefs framed his deep V-line, leading down from his sculpted abs that glistened under a sheen of sweat. His massive biceps flexed with each deliberate lift of the dumbbell, veins snaking down his forearms like rivers of power. His pecs moved rhythmically with every movement, their firmness accentuated by the beads of sweat trickling down his chest. Jamal glanced up, a smirk curling his lips as his dark eyes met Liam’s, his teeth flashing in a grin that seemed to say he knew exactly the effect he had.
“Hey! You’re the tutor, right? Come on in. Don’t mind me, just finishing up a quick set,” Jamal said, his voice effortlessly smooth. “Wait a second, I remember you now! You’re the guy who took those awesome photos for the games. And Chloe, man, she couldn’t stop talking about how great you made her look. You’ve got some serious skills.”
Liam’s throat went dry as he nodded and stepped inside, carefully setting his things on the desk. “Uh, yeah. I’m Liam. I’m here to help with your essays.”
Jamal put down the dumbbells and grabbed a towel, casually wiping his chest. “Man, I need it. Essays aren’t my thing. The coach said if I don’t pass this class, I’m benched for the next game.”
Liam tried to focus on his task and not on the way Jamal’s muscles moved as he sat on the bed. “Alright, let’s see what you’ve got so far. Maybe we can figure out where you’re struggling.”
Jamal handed over a crumpled piece of paper. “This is my latest attempt. Be honest—it’s terrible, isn’t it?”
Liam scanned the paper, suppressing a smile. The essay was full of half-formed ideas and grammatical errors. “It’s… a good start,” he said diplomatically.
“You have some solid points, but we need to work on structure and clarity. For example, here—” He leaned in to point at a paragraph, his face mere inches from Jamal’s, his breath catching as the athlete’s musky scent enveloped him. “—you’re making a good argument, but you haven’t connected it to your thesis. We need to…”
His voice trailed off as Jamal’s gaze locked onto his, his dark eyes burning with an intensity that made Liam’s heart race. A sly grin crept onto Jamal’s face, revealing perfect white teeth. He reached out and gently brushed Liam’s hair aside, his fingertips lingering on his cheek.
As they worked, Jamal leaned back on the bed, occasionally stretching. Liam couldn’t help but steal glances, wondering if Jamal had any inkling of who he really was. The tension in the room was palpable, but Jamal seemed relaxed, chatting casually about the class and how the coach was on his case.
After wrapping up the session, Jamal walked over to a small cart by the window and picked up a bottle of whisky. “You want some? I think you’ve earned it.”
Liam hesitated before nodding. “Sure, why not?”
Jamal poured them both a glass and handed one to Liam, who took it gratefully. They clinked glasses, and Jamal leaned against the desk, his eyes studying Liam.
After an hour, Liam decided to lighten the mood. “By the way,” he began, hesitating slightly, “have you heard from Chloe? How’s she doing in Paris?”
Jamal’s face lit up. “Chloe? Oh yeah, she’s living it up over there. Always sending me pictures of fancy pastries and Eiffel Tower selfies. She’s been bugging me to come visit.” He smirked. “You remember that photoshoot we did? Chloe couldn’t stop talking about how good your shots were.”
Liam’s cheeks flushed. “Thanks. That was a fun shoot. You two had great chemistry in front of the camera.”
Jamal laughed, leaning forward. “Yeah, Chloe’s a natural. Me? I’m more of a ‘point me in the right direction and tell me what to do’ kind of guy.” His tone was teasing, but there was a glint in his eye that made Liam’s pulse quicken.
"You want to see something?" Jamal smirked mischievously.
"Sure..." Liam agreed uncertainly.
Jamal then stood up, went over to his desk, and opened his laptop. He opened a video file and suddenly sounds of moaning appeared. On the screen, a girl was on her knees in front of the camera. Her mouth was stuffed with Jamal's big, black cock and her eyes were closed in pleasure. Her hands were gripping the base of his cock as she bobbed her head back and forth, taking his entire length into her mouth.
Jamal chuckled and leaned over to pause the video. "That was from a couple of weeks ago. This girl was so eager to please me."
Liam couldn't believe what he was seeing. He had never seen anyone so sexually aggressive before. He felt his own cock twitch in his pants as he watched the girl work Jamal's cock with her mouth. Her head moved up and down as she swallowed his entire length. Her lips were stretched wide around his shaft and her tongue was swirling around the tip. Liam couldn't take his eyes off the screen as the girl continued to suck and lick Jamal's cock. He had never seen anything so erotic before. It was like watching a porno, but it was real.
"That's... incredible," he whispered, his voice trembling with arousal.
"Take a closer look, you recognized who she is?" Jamal grinned.
"No, who?" Liam asked, curious.
"Take a closer look, at her hairstyle. The hair color. Don't you recognize her?" Jamal asked, a grin spreading across his face.
As Liam took a closer look, the girl had been pulled to the bed in doggy style, her ass up in the air. The camera was zoomed in on Jamal's big, fat cock entering her pussy from behind. The girl's pussy was tight and wet, and her juices were dripping down her thighs. She was moaning and groaning as Jamal pumped his cock in and out of her. She was clearly enjoying the feeling of his huge dick stretching her pussy wide open. As Jamal thrust his cock in and out of her, he smacked her ass hard. The sound of the impact echoed throughout the room. The girl yelped in surprise and pleasure.
Liam realized with shock, that the woman was Professor Lee Sukyi, the Professor of Philosophy Department teaching Mandarin and Chinese Philosophy. She was in her late 30s but as an Asian looks like in her 20s or even early 20s to 19 if people didn't know she was a professor. She was also one of the hottest female professors in the school. With her long, straight black hair, almond-shaped dark brown eyes, and a pair of slender legs. And from the video, the professor was being fucked in the pussy by a 21-year-old boy.
"Jamal, are you crazy?! You are fucking a professor?!" Liam exclaimed, shocked and turned on at the same time. He had never expected Jamal to be so daring and risky.
"Why? She was a hot MILF and she was throwing herself at me." Jamal shrugged, nonchalantly. He then unpaused the video and it continued to play. Professor Lee was now riding Jamal's cock, her body bouncing up and down as she impaled herself on his massive shaft. Her breasts were swaying as she moved, her nipples hard and erect. Liam saw Jamal's hand reach up and grab one of her breasts, squeezing it hard. The woman moaned loudly as Jamal continued to fuck her. Her pussy was so wet and tight that Liam could hear the squelching sound of his cock sliding in and out of her.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she screamed, her voice hoarse with pleasure.
"That's so wrong and yet so hot. I can't believe you did it," Liam said, shaking his head in disbelief.
"Yeah, but it was worth it," Jamal said, grinning. "She's a real freak in the sheets. She loves to get fucked hard and rough. And she's got a great body too."
"Did she give you an A for your class," Liam asked, still incredulous at the whole situation.
"Nah, we were cool about it. She didn't want anyone to know about us, so she just gave me a B+," Jamal laughed. "For the hard work and the good effort if you get what I mean."
Liam shook his head and chuckled, not knowing how to respond. He was still in shock at what he had seen on the video. He couldn't believe that a professor would sleep with a student. But then again, Professor Lee was a hot woman and Jamal was a handsome and charming guy. It was no wonder she couldn't resist him.
Just as the video proceeded, Jamal suddenly took off his shirt, shorts, and brief, and tossed them aside, leaving him completely naked with his big black cock exposed.
"I hope you don't mind but watching this had me all horn," Jamal smirked as he began to stroke his big, black cock.
"Sure I don't mind." Liam nervously smiled, trying to hide his own excitement.
"You know what let's do this..." Jamal went over to his closet and took out a bottle of lubricant and a white fleshlight. He squeeze a dollar of lubricant onto the fleshlight and slide his huge erected dick into the fleshlight and began to stroke it. The sound of the toy filled the room and the sight of his cock being stroked made Liam's own cock harden. He couldn't take his eyes off the sight of the toy moving up and down the length of the thick black cock.
As the video proceed to play, Jamal continued to stroke his big fat cock with the fleshlight.
"Don't just sit there, if you want you can take out your dick too," Jamal smirked.
Liam was hesitant at first, but then he thought, why not? He had already seen the professor getting fucked, and now he was about to see Jamal stroke his big black cock with a fleshlight. He took off his pants and underwear and sat back down on the couch.
Liam's cock was rock hard. It was about 4 inches in length and thin in comparison to Jamal's big black cock. He began to stroke his own cock as he watched the video.
"Damn, you have a tiny dick," Jamal commented, his voice full of amusement.
Liam felt his face turn red. He knew that his dick was small, but he didn't expect Jamal to comment on it. He felt embarrassed and exposed. But then he realized that Jamal was right.
Just then the video had ended. Jamal went over to the computer and played another video.
"The video was recorded from last year..." without further comment, Jamal began the video.
The video had Jamal, and a familiar blonde, Chloe. Then there was a third person? It was a thin-looking Latino guy. Wait a minute, isn't that Javier, the graduating senior from the photography club who greeted us welcome at the start of the year? Who had left for Switzerland for his Master this June.?Liam thought.
The video showed Jamal on the bed, his big, black cock hard and throbbing. He was naked and his muscular body glistened with sweat. Chloe was also on the bed, her blonde hair cascading down her back. She was wearing sexy black lace lingerie and a pair of black stilettos. Her body was toned and fit, and her breasts were large and round. Javier was on the other side of the bed, naked and stroking his own cock. It was a little smaller than Jamal's, but it was still big.
"Get over here bitches and suck on Daddy Jamal's dick," Jamal ordered, his voice deep and commanding. Javier and Chloe crawled over to Jamal and began to lick and suck on his big, black cock.
"Fuck, that's it," Jamal growled, his eyes closed in pleasure. "Suck on Daddy's cock. You're both good little bitches for Daddy."
Chloe and Javier were both sucking on Jamal's cock, their tongues swirling around the head and shaft. They were licking and sucking on his balls, too. They were moaning and groaning as they pleasured Jamal.
So that is what Chloe meant when she said Jamal is not only available for the ladies. Liam thought. He never expected Jamal to be bi, and now that he knows, he can't help but feel aroused and curious at the same time.
Chloe then moved up and kissed Jamal on the lips while Javier continued to suck on his big black cock. Jamal kissed Chloe back, his tongue exploring her mouth. He reached down and grabbed her ass, squeezing it hard. Chloe moaned into his mouth and pressed her body against his. Javier was still sucking on Jamal's cock, his head bobbing up and down as he took his entire length in his mouth.
"Damn, that was some good time." Jamal chuckled.
"And you will never guess who that guy is," Jamal smirked.
"Javier, the senior from the Photography club, isn't it?" Liam asked.
"Not just that, he was Chloe's half-brother !" Jamal exclaimed. "Fucking both the sister and brother, exciting no?"
Wait but they are the same age? Liam was confused.
"Apparently, Chloe's dad knocked up another woman when Chloe's mom was pregnant with Chlo," Jamal explained.
"But that is none of my business, a hole is a hole." Jamal laughed.
"Yes Daddy, more more more....". The video now plays Javier in doggy and lifting his ass up high like a bitch in heat. Jamal's dick had just entered him from the back, stretching his anus wide open.
"You like that, bitch? You like my big, black cock inside you?" Jamal asked, his voice deep and menacing.
"Yes, daddy! I love your big, black cock! Fuck me harder!" Javier cried out, his voice shaking with pleasure.
Liam's mind is blank and his hand just touches his little boy's clit while watching the video almost as second nature.
"Fuck, that's hot. I love a bitch that begs for more." Jamal laughed. He then began to fuck Javier in the ass. His big, black cock slid in and out of the tight hole, making the guy moan and groan in pleasure.
"Yes, yes, fuck my ass! Make me your bitch!" Javier begged, his voice cracking with need.
As the video continued, Jamal began to thrust his cock into Javier's tight hole. He was pounding him hard and fast, making the guy moan and groan with pleasure. Javier's own cock was rock hard and dripping precum onto the sheets below. He was completely under Jamal's control, his body shaking with each thrust.
Then suddenly, Jamal covered Javier's mouth with his hand, strangled Javier's body with his big muscular arm, and slapped him deep inside Javier. Jamal had cum deep inside Javier's little boy's pussy. The guy's body shook with pleasure as he came, his cock spilling cum onto the bed. He was panting and moaning, his body shaking with pleasure. When Jamal pulled out of him, the guy's hole was gaping and leaking cum.
Back in reality. Jamal too with excitement creampied his load inside the fleshlight. He then took his dick out, his black dick and balls covered with semen. Liam too, was excited by the video and the sight of Jamal stroking his big dick in front of him and also cum as his little boy clit leaked droplets of cum on his hand.
"You know that day Chloe was having her period, but she wanted some action," Jamal explained the scene.
"So she decided to hook me up with her half-brother, while she watches from the side." Jamal chuckled.
"I had never done it with a guy before but that guy got Chloe's face and a hole is a hole." Jamal grinned widely as he began to clean up his mess with Liam.
As Liam gathered his things to leave, Jamal gave him a playful slap on the ass. “Thanks for the help, man. Let’s do this again soon.”
Liam froze for a moment before muttering a goodbye and hurrying out. His heart raced as he replayed what had happened in his mind, the line between tutor and something more blurring with every interaction.
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