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.