Phil and I froze in total fear. There's just no way we weren't busted. We both do our assignments on time, good test scores. What other possible reason would he want to talk to both of us at the same time?
"Phil? Danny? NOW!" Professor Starr's voice carried over the remaining students in class. Phil and I found the courage to finally move and head toward Starr. I was trying to read Starr's face as we got closer. He seemed more irritated than mad. I guess that's a good thing? Hard to tell.
As we approached Starr, he spoke up again for anyone who hadn't left yet could hear. "Both of you have had terrible scores the last 3 tests. This is unacceptable and at this rate, you won't pass my class."
Phil and I were confused. We were both rocking a B average across the board in his class. I was about to speak up and tell Starr he was mistaken until he spoke up again. "I need to see both of you in my office so we can figure out some type of extra credit. We should also see about possible tutoring. Let's go, boys."
Phil and I stayed silent. While we were still confused, we were also embarrassed. Phil's face grew a shade of red and I was trying my best to keep my head down. All the same, Phil and I followed Starr out of his classroom and toward his office down the hall.
We reached Starr's office and headed in. It was bigger than I thought it'd be. For a professor in his mid-30s and no tenure, it was surprisingly bigger and nicer than anything I imagined.
"Have a seat, boys." Starr gestured toward a small couch against the wall by his desk. We both just sat down. Starr was in front of his desk leaning against it, just staring at us for what felt like forever.
Phil remained quiet, but I spoke up to try to clear any confusion. "Professor Starr, I think you must be mistaken. Phil and I both have done well on our tests, and I'm pretty sure we're doing well in your class in general. You must've switched up our scores with someone else."
Starr said nothing. He just kept staring at us. It wasn't menacing. It was like he was...studying us?
Maybe he didn't hear me. "Sir? I said you must be thinking of som-"
"Kiss him." Starr said.
The room fell silent. It was so quiet, I could hear Phil dry swallow. We must've misheard him before, right?
"I'm sorry, sir, I think I misheard you. What was that?" I spoke up again.
"Kiss. Phil." Starr ordered. Making sure to emphasize each word. Phil and I looked at each other. The confusion started to disappear from our faces, being replaced by curiosity.
I realize this situation could be troubling for all of us. I never bothered to look it up myself, but I'm sure it's against university rules for any professor to have sex with their students. At the very least, I'm sure it's very frowned upon.
"Professor Starr, I'm not sure if this is some kind of joke or prank, but this feels inappropriate."
Starr raised his eyebrow. "Is it also inappropriate to have your classmate suck you off in the middle of my lecture?"
Phil buried his face in his hands and kept it there. He wouldn't dare show his face after that. I just sat there frozen myself. Obviously, he saw us and the jig was up.
Phil finally broke the silence. "Please sir, PLEASE don't report us! They'll kick us out. Please! We'll do anything!"
A huge smile crept across Starr's face. "I'm still waiting, boys."
If there was any confusion before, it's gone now. I know what Starr wants, and now so does Phil. We look at each other and we seem to have the same thought: What else can we do?
Phil and I are hesitant at first, but then we slowly lean in until our lips touch. We were more rigid than usual, especially Phil. Understandably so. We kissed for a few seconds and stopped.
"Oh come on, boys." Starr said displeased. "Surely you do more than that behind closed doors. Don't hold back now."
I turned to Phil again and we kissed once more. This time I tried to relax us both a bit. I open Phil's mouth and slide my tongue into it, dancing with his tongue. I could actually feel Phil's body become a little less tense. We both got a little more into the kiss this time. Almost like we forgot the situation.
Almost.
Phil and I didn't stop kissing this time on our own, but Starr had other plans.
"Good boys. Now, Danny, take Phil's shirt off."
Phil and I looked at each other again. Still a little hesitant, Phil slowly lifted his arms up. I slid his shirt off to reveal his bare chest.
"Kiss his chest." Starr said.
I planted my lips on Phil's chest and planted kisses all over. Phil lighly moaned. I got to his nipples and licked them. Then I started sucking and biting on them. I knew Phil liked this and it would relax him. It seemed to work, as Phil moaned a little louder and arched his back a little.
"Take his pants off." Starr said.
I looked at Phil. He nodded. I think he was becoming a little more comfortable with the situation. So was I. I unbuttoned his pants and slipped them and his boxers off, making Phil's cock pop out. Phil immediately tried to cover up.
"Oh, Phil. No need to be shy anymore." Starr said. "I think we're all friends here."
Phil was hesitant still, but he eventually moved his hands to show us his cock. There was Phil, in full display for us.
Starr spoke up again, another wicked smile on his face. "Now I do believe Danny owes Phil for what happened in my classroom. So, get to it, Danny. Pay Phil back."
Technically, Phil was paying me back for me sucking his dick this morning before class, but I didn't see a point in correcting Starr. I'd end up sucking Phil off anyway, and it's not like I need an excuse to do so. I just got down on my knees in front of Phil and grabbed his cock and started stroking it. Phil and I looked at each other for a second. I gave him a soft smile, just trying to show him this was okay. He smiled back, and that was that. I shoved his cock in my mouth.
Phil rolled his eyes and he was back to moaning. He even combed his fingers through my hair as I swallowed his cock whole. Starr remained silent. I imagined he was enjoying the show right now. I stopped thinking about him there and just focused on pleasing my lover.