This is the second installment of Scott teaching Andrew to pleasure him. Pleas read "College Roommate Discovery" first, to get the context of how Scott and Andrew arrived at today.
Sitting at my desk in my bedroom, attempting to study for my exam, I heard my phone buzz indicating I had received a text message.
Picking up the phone, I looked and saw a text from Scott. The message simply read "my room...NOW".
I made my way the up basement stairs and into the living room, where our first encounter took place. My other roommates were sitting on about playing some Call of Duty. I did not realize anyone else was home. Scott really must have been horny for me to work him over while other guys were home!
As I ascended the stairs to the second floor, I could feel my cock beginning to harden at the thought of what Scott might have in store for me. It was midafternoon, so on Tuesday, so I was pretty confident that this time Scott would be totally sober.
As I walked towards Scott's room, his door was shut. I approached the door and knocked. Scott answered, "Come on in, buddy!"
Upon entering, Scott was laying out on his plush queen size bed. He was wearing only a pair of basketball shorts. I noticed how his chest and stomach were perfect. He was muscular and defined, but not overbuilt. I could see why the ladies loved to fuck him!
Scott's room was a perfect fuck palace. There was the plush queen size bed. He also had room for a futon, which he had made into the couch portion, along with a big plush recliner facing the 42 inch plasma T.V. on the wall. Plenty of different places to fuck, in all sorts of positions.
My hands were nearly trembling with excitement as I shut and locked the door behind me.
Scott then said, "I guess you know why you have been summoned, Andrew?"
I replied, "I think so, Scott. Your man meat needs some attention."
A grin crossed Scott's face as he said, "You really do know me well."
Scott motioned to me to take a seat in the recliner as he got off the bed. He was already hard, as his basketball shorts were tightly tented.
Scott made his way over to his dresser. Upon arriving, he opened the top drawer. He then said, "you will be sucking my cock today, don't you worry. First, there are some things that I want to see you do, to make sure you are totally committed to ensuring my desires are met."
I sat totally perplexed and admittedly eager to find out what Scott had in store for me.
Scott continued, "I worked out at the gym for around an hour and a half earlier. I got nice and sweaty. So did my jock. I want you smell it, taste it. I wanna see your face pressed into it, eagerly taking in my manliness!"
With that, Scott pulled out the jock from the drawer. My mind began racing with how tightly Scott's 8.5" cock must fit inside, how neatly it fit, and how lucky that damn jock was to be able to be so close to such an amazing, forceful cock!
My own cock had become fully hardened, and was straining to be let out of its denim encapsulation. I did not want to take my cock out, without Scott's permission, though.
