Some Like It Hot

"Well," Courtney interrupted, placing a hand on Jarrett's arm, "we should really get back to studying."

"Too bad," AJ commented, "I bet the four of us could have some fun."

For a split second, Jarrett hated Courtney, as AJ and Dom walked away.

"Your roommate's kind of hot," Courtney said, as she turned back to her notes.

***

"Justin's coming over tonight...to study," Jarrett informed. "And by study, I mean copy my work."

AJ looked up from his desk, "Are you going to let him?"

"I guess," Jarrett admitted.

"Then," AJ said, looking back down to the paper he was working on, "At least get something for it."

"Money?" Jarrett though out-loud.

"Or sexual favors," AJ offered.

Jarrett paused, and looked over at his roommate, "What?" He asked with a smile.

AJ looked up, apparently serious. "Hey, if you're going to help him out, he should help you out."

"He's straight," Jarrett replied.

"So?" AJ questioned, "Just be clear, that if he wants the work, then that's the deal."

"Oh yeah, right," Jarrett argued, "I'm not really the intimating type that can pressure him into it."

AJ looked up at Jarrett, with a big grin, that Jarrett couldn't help but become fond of. "But...but..." AJ started, "you're black."

Jarrett laughed, "Not all black people are intimidating."

"Just focus on being assertive, aggressive, and an asshole," AJ continued.

"I guess I could try it," Jarrett replied, "It does sound kind of hot."

AJ smiled, "Speaking of hot...you should do something for me."

Jarrett looked over at his roommate.

AJ continued, "Do you think your could give me Courtney's number? Maybe talk me up a little?"

"Sure," Jarrett agreed, happy to help out his roommate.

***

AJ was gone for a while, off to play basketball with Dom and the others, and then to study. Jarrett let Justin into the dorm and closed the door behind him. He sagged his baggy blue jeans, and wore an over-sized red shirt.

Justin sat on Jarrett's bed, as Jarrett sat at his desk.

"Did you finish the activity?" Justin asked, not wasting any time.

"Yeah," Jarrett responded, "Did you have any questions on it?"

"I got pretty busy," Justin explained, "how about if I just take a look at yours?"

"You can," Jarrett offered, he did hate the way that Justin pressured him...it was time for a change. "If you do something for me."

Justin looked over at Jarrett, taken off guard. "Sure," Justin said.

"I'm pretty horny," Jarrett calmly stated, "you can help me with that."

Justin looked at him and smiled, but as it became clear Jarrett wasn't joking the smile faded. "Umm," Justin said, "I'm not gay."

"But you want my work," Jarrett reminded.

"Right," Justin agreed, obviously feeling pressured.

Jarrett almost gave in, but AJ's words played through his mind.

"Come over here," Jarrett requested.

Reluctantly, Justin got up from the bed and moved next to Jarrett's chair. Jarrett brought up a gay porn video. Justin watched the video and looked down, to see a bulge forming in Jarrett's shorts. Jarrett pulled down his shorts, letting his seven inch rocket have some breathing room. Justin looked down at it, he had never seen a black dick in person before, and Jarrett's was a nicely-sized one at that.

"Well," Jarrett said, glancing up at Justin.

Justin kneeled down next to Jarrett's chair and wrapped his thin hand around Jarrett's rod. Slowly, he began jerking him up and down.

"Yeah," Jarrett moaned in approval, as he kept his eyes on the porn.

Jarrett's black ball sack gently bounced off of the seat of the chair, as Justin steadily tugged his cock. Justin watched as precum leaked out of Jarrett's plump head. "Suck it," Jarrett instructed as he pushed away Justin's hand.

Without a word, Justin kneeled down on the floor next to Jarrett and bent over the chair, positioning his mouth right above Jarrett's manhood. Justin then ran his wet lips over Jarrett's head. Justin moved his mouth up and down Jarrett's shaft, taking down most of it.

"Oh yeah," Jarrett moaned, stretching his head back, "Suck it."

After a few minutes, Jarrett pushed Justin off of his cock, "Off," he simply warned. Then, Jarrett stood up throwing his shirt off to reveal his toned pecks and abs. Jarrett turned towards Justin and quickly stroked his cock, whose head rested on Justin's lips.

"Ohhh," Jarrett moaned, as his abs tightened. Justin moved his head back just moments before Jarrett's cum started shooting out. Jarrett's much needed load spilled down Justin's red shirt.

"Fuck," Jarrett moaned, "that felt great."

"Can I see that activity now?" Justin asked, as Jarrett continued to squeeze the last bit of cum out of his dick.

"Yeah," Jarrett happily agreed, "It's all yours."

After Justin was done, he borrowed one of Jarrett's shirts and was on his way.

To Be Continued...