In order to graduate from college, I had to take a culture social studies class, so I took African studies with Professor White my senior year. Dr. White was a radical black man in his early fifties who had frosty grey in his hair, wore a bow tie and was very proper in his teaching approach. This class was extremely difficult and I was not doing well.
One Wednesday, Dr. White asked if I would stay after class and we could discuss my grade. The class had ended and he asked me to follow him to his office. Dr. White's office was very big and proper with a huge desk, a leather love seat and chairs. I honestly did not know exactly what we were going to discuss but I thought he had some type of tutoring in mind.
Dr. White did not beat around the bush when he asked me to sit as he spoke in a very "matter of fact" tone, "I see you are struggling with you your academics in this class and I have received information from a reliable source that you provide a service. Given this information, I wanted to propose a trade of services. You may earn a 'B' in this class if you perform your special skill on me and my graduate assistant, Jenta."
I actually had to do a double take. Was he asking me what I thought he was asking? I had regular sex with a couple of the black athletes on campus for, at that time, over a year, and I'm sure the word got around, but how did Professor White hear about it? Was he really this bold and was he worried about his job?
We talked a little more and the more I thought about it, the more it seemed like no big deal and I really needed to pass this class. I eventually agreed to give them a blowjob for that B grade. I really think he included Jenta just so he would have another person involved to protect himself.
Dr. White stood and removed his dress slacks, his underwear, and his shoes. He sat back down in his swivel chair still wearing his shirt, bow tie, sweater vest, and black socks that had those garter straps to keep them up on his ankles. He unbuttoned the two bottom buttons of his shirt so he could split it in order to keep it out of the way. Dr. White turned his chair to where he was now facing parallel to his desk. I found it interesting that Dr. White also talked very clinically without using slang terms even when discussing sexual topics.
"Mr. Lazer, please bring those pillows over from the love seat for your knees," he instructed.
I brought them and sat them down right in front of his chair. Dr. White was stroking his meaty soft cock. I could see that his cock was uncircumcised and very thick because I could see all the foreskin cover that black head every time he stroked upward like a turtle head recessing back into its shell. What really stood out was how huge Dr. White's balls were. It looked like he was sitting on two balloons. Those nuts were hanging off the chair's edge with very loose wrinkled skin surrounding them.
Dr. White proceeded, "Young man, my wife and I have not had relations in very long time so it shouldn't take very long for you to make me erect. When I'm erect, I have a very large penis and testicles and my source tells me that size is not a hindrance for you. I am ready for you to come down here and begin."
I put my knees on the pillows and placed my nose and mouth on Dr. White's balls and began to sniff and kiss them sensually. If I was going to do this, I was going to do it right. I took hold of his cock and started stroking it. I continued to stroke his massive foreskin covered dick to life.
Dr. White stopped me to give me specific directions on how he likes it, "When I ejaculate, I want you to grip the base of my penis firmly and systematically jerk upward in about one second intervals to coincide with each squirt as if you are milking it. My wife Barbara used to do this when we were dating and I had very powerful ejaculations. I will warn you young man, that because of my extended abstinence, I will probably produce an abundance of semen. I will verbally cue you with 'I'm ready' when I need you to start milking me. You may now proceed."
He scooted forward in his chair as I once again started playing with Dr. White's foreskin. It was very thick and looked like wrapped deli meat around his dick. I would stroke it for a little while and stick my tongue inside the skin and swirl it around his head. Dr. White's cock became about half hard and I could see the outline of his monstrous head through his foreskin. I peeled down the skin to expose an apple sized head. It was huge but mushy. I stuffed it in my mouth and started sucking Mr. White's dick.
Mr. White leaned back in his swivel chair to give me better access. I mouthed and jerked that cock until it was now fully hard and I would guess it to be about ten inches surrounded by kinky black and gray pubic hair. His dick smelled like a mixture of Dove soap and sweat. I first was sliding my mouth up and down on it very slowly before I started gaining momentum. I eventually was in a zone and giving Professor White a tremendous blowjob with great passion. I really wanted his cum in my mouth. Because of my enthusiastic sucking and Dr. White's oversized cock head, I was slobbering all down his shaft and this was evident by the wet spot on the tip of his dress shirt.
"Mr. Lazer, you are... tre...mendous. Your fellatio skills are top notch," Professor White moaned.
