Background.

I was a football player needing a high Psych 101 grade to remain sports eligible.

Present.

I sucked it up, literally.

Dr. O’Brien moaned, “Yeah, that’s it, baby. I’m cumming.”

And just like that, he filled my mouth with warm, salty jizz. I kept a semi-firm grip on his meat as he pulled away, milking every drop of precious juice onto my tongue.

Dr. O’Brien pulled up his zipper. “I’ll see you after class next week, Mr. Brown.”