Extra Credit Deadline Today

"In a minute!" I shouted, hoping that the person knocking at my door heard me. Who shows up at someone's door, unannounced at 10 in the morning, on a Saturday at that too?

I barely get any free time nowadays with juggling a part-time job and college. It's either work, study, or sleep. The one time that I get a nice long day to myself, my sleep gets to be interrupted. I pass by my bedroom mirror on the way to the hall. I did a quick glance at how I looked. Still the same, I thought. I sighed. Wishing I was a little bit taller, maybe a little bit buffer too. Being short and lanky isn't something I hoped to be back when I was growing up. Well, maybe there's still time for me, I'm only 18 anyway. I still have a couple of years of "growing up" to do.

I reached the door, sighed again, and opened it. The surprise must have been evident on my face.

"I'm sorry for coming over unannounced, Raffy. May I come in?" Prof. Wright said.

Dressed in a white crew neck shirt and black jeans with white sneakers, was one of my college professors. I can't help but admire how he looked wearing casual clothes. Gone is the usual ensemble of smart casual clothing he typically wore in class.

I stepped aside and let him through. I led him to the living room. Offering a spot on the sofa, we both sat right beside each other. Thinking what my science professor could be doing inside my apartment, in my barren living room, on my old sofa. I can't help but wonder if he started reconsidering my offer.

"I've been thinking about your offer." He said, not meeting my eye. Ever since he came in he couldn't quite make eye contact with me. Sitting down, It was my turn to break eye contact, I can't help but notice how tight his jeans were and how they ride up his legs, highlighting the bulge that his pants were doing very little to conceal.

"Thank you so much! Your class was the only course that I was having trouble with maintaining a high grade. It doesn't have to be much, Professor. Just something to ensure that I can still get an A." Relief washed over me. Securing an A in his class would make sure that I would keep getting help from my parents. I definitely wouldn't be able to afford an apartment by myself with just my salary alone.

"Yeah about that, I would like to discuss it further, but uhm..." He said trailing off. He's usually so sure of himself whenever he talked, him being at a loss for words was something I'm not used to.

"Yes? But what?" I said, inching closer to him.

"Did you have to answer the door wearing just that?" He said pointing at my clothes. I didn't understand what he was talking about until I looked down at what I was wearing. A wave of embarrassment flooded over me as I finally realized what he was talking about. I answered the door wearing just my old blue t-shirt and my skimpy black briefs. Cursing myself, I stood up and started to run back to my room but he grabbed my hand, stopping me.

"Wait, where are you going? Changing?" He said

I nodded, too ashamed to talk.

"No, don't. Sit with me, please. I didn't mean to embarrass you, I'm sorry." His grip was intense. He led me back to the sofa, where we were sitting side by side.

"Look, Raffy, you look amazing, don't worry about getting dressed up for me." Smiling, he loosened his hold on my hand and placed his on my bare thigh.

"I was surprised, sure, but the sight of you is too beautiful to be covered up. Please, stay."

"Okay, Professor," I said, finally finding my voice through the flood of embarrassment, shame, and maybe flattery.

"Please, call me Ray, we're not in the classroom anymore, you don't have to be so formal." He said, with a slight chuckle and a light pat on my leg.

"Okay, Ray." I smiled, in spite of the ridiculousness of the situation. I can't help but notice how he started rubbing his rough hands on my leg and I'm worried about how it's affecting my body. I'm already half-naked in front of my professor, how much worse is it going to be if I get noticeably hard in front of him too?

"Look, Raffy, I know you wanted to get a little bit of help securing that A for my class and I told you I was going to think about it, right? So I have an idea, if you do this project for me, you can rest assured that you're getting that A on your final." He said, leaning in closer.

"I'll do it, whatever it is. I can have it done by Monday if you want." I said, confident that I can do whatever project he assigned.

"Well, that's the thing, I was thinking about today instead." With that, he stood up. His hands went to the zipper of his pants, staying there as if waiting for an acknowledgment. I stare at the growing bulge hiding behind his jeans and look up at him, with my throat dry, I couldn't help but nod.

He smiled and undid his zipper, revealing a glimpse of his thin white underwear. He unbuckled his belt, and slowly lowered his pants.

"You see, my girlfriend broke up with me and I just can't deal with my growing problem by myself any longer." He said while cupping his bulge in front of me. "I need your help, Raffy." He said while stepping out of his pants, kicking them off to the side. He took off his shirt, revealing his muscled chest and abs that any person would kill to have. Standing in front of me with just his underwear, I can't help but admire his body. From his strong jaw to his muscled chest, to his perfect abs, and finally to his huge bulge that's straining to get out of the thin fabric he's wearing.

He probably noticed the hungry look in my eyes, and with a smile, he asked me to take off my shirt. I can't help but obey. Tossing my shirt to the side, along with his clothes. I sat there, looking up at him, thinking about what he was going to ask me to do next, looking forward to it even. Begging him,with my eyes.

"Take off my briefs, Raffy" He said. I followed. I leaned in and with my shaky hands, I pulled his briefs down, slowly. My mouth watered at the sight of his big dick free of its cage. I took every detail in, how big it was, how thick it was and how perfect his balls were. I can't believe how hard his dick looked, curving a little bit upward, with its head showing a little bit of shine from the pre-cum that's coming out of it.

"You like it? You can play with it if you want." He said. That's all the invitation I needed to hear. My hands immediately reached for it, my right hand jerking his dick slowly while my left played with his balls, caressing them. His moaning was all the motivation I needed to follow through. I leaned in closer, his scent, fully intoxicating, was an aphrodisiac my body couldn't help respond to. "Just like that, Raffy." He moaned.

With him standing up in front of me and with me sitting down, I was at the perfect height for what I dreamt of doing ever since that first time I saw him. I started licking the head of his dick, tasting him. He moaned, he held my head closer to his dick as if to motion what he wants me to do next. I let him take the lead and he pushed his dick in my mouth, slowly. I let go of his dick and let him gently fuck my mouth. My hands explored his body while he was enjoying the feel of my mouth on his dick. I ran my hands on top of his chest, lingering for a little bit on his nipples before I brought my hands down to his perfect abs. This encouraged him and he increased the speed of my mouth getting fucked. His grip on my head getting tighter and his dick, reaching farther and farther into my throat, I couldn't help but gag. That snapped him out of it and he immediately let go, for me to catch my breath.

"I'm sorry, Raffy, I was getting a little bit too carried away, I couldn't help it, your mouth felt too good." He said, smiling.

"It's okay, I'm just not used to something that big before, don't worry about me, Ray" I looked up at him, with a little bit of pre-cum on my lips, I smiled.

"Its your turn, Raffy, let me please you, you were doing such a good job with me that I think its about time you're rewarded." He said, pulling me up to stand in front of him. Our difference in height has never been so evident with me being so close to him, my head barely reaches his broad shoulders. He knelt down and pulled my briefs down to reveal my barely average dick. Using my own pre-cum as lube, he started playing with my cock. He leaned in close and started to put my dick in his mouth when I stopped him.

"Am I bad at it?" He asked, with a slight frown.

"No, not at all, its just that I had a different reward in mind." I said, not meeting his eyes.

He raised his eyebrows and I urged him to sit on the sofa. Facing him, I sat on his lap. With my chest rubbing against his chest, and the tip of his dick rubbing against my exposed hole, I whispered "Take me."

I saw him smile and he immediately grabbed my big ass cheeks, the one feature I have that I'm proud of, and slowly rubbed his dick between them.

"I wasn't expecting this, Raffy. I thought the best I could get was a blowjob but this too? I can't believe how lucky I am." He said. He spanked my ass once and then he slowly pushed his dick inside.

A moan escaped my lips as his thick dick pushed in me. "Slowly, please" I whispered. He gently pushed himself in, and inch by inch, he went in. When his entirety was in, I have never felt so full. We both sat there, breathing hard, my head on top of his chest, my dick, ready to burst and his, throbbing in me. I was content.

"Are you okay?" He asked, concern in his voice.

I smiled, and looked up at him, "Yeah, I'm good now. I just needed to rest for a bit."

He chuckled, and with that, his thick dick moved in me and I moaned. He hugged me for a bit and then started to slide his dick in and out of me. Gently, he started fucking me.

He moved his hands to my hips and started increasing in tempo. Our moans were heard throughout the entire apartment. I was grateful that I was able to live on my own like this. I was his to use, even if it was only temporary, I was grateful for the chance to do this with him.

He started to slow down, he then moved his right hand to the back of my head and pushed my mouth to his. With our mouths locked in, he went back to fucking me harder. He grabbed my ass and started to push his dick in deeper. Our kiss was interrupted by the gasp that escaped my lips as he pushed himself harder in me.

He smiled and then he put his arms under my legs and supported my back, wondering where this was going, I looked at him with a raised eyebrow and he winked. He stood up, lifting me up while doing so. Standing up, with his dick still in me, he smiled. He continued fucking me while standing up, letting gravity do half the work, and letting his dick go in deeper. Holding onto him, he continued using my hole for his pleasure. I was like a toy to him. More so now with him fucking me while standing up. I was his sex toy and I was happy.

After a few minutes, he stopped and gently laid down on the sofa. He positioned himself between my legs and kissed me. With my legs wrapped around him, he gently started fucking me once again. Using his hands as support, he started going faster and faster. I was in ecstasy. I held him close to me, with my dick, rubbing against his chest, and my pre-cum acting as lube, I couldn't help my moaning.

"I'm cumming, baby." He gasped. His speed increased, and he then wrapped me in his arms, tight. With the both of us, locked in each other arms, I couldn't take it anymore. I came. I was shaking as waves of cum after cum exploded from my dick onto my chest and his. The sight of my cum probably pushed him over the edge as well as he moaned and I felt his own dick throb in me. I held him tighter as he came in me. Wave after wave of cum filled my tight ass. I didn't want a single drop wasted. I wanted everything in me and I took everything in. I didn't want a single drop wasted. I held him close as he convulsed, each one followed by a burst of cum. This was heaven, I thought.

We stayed tightly locked after we came, our breathing ragged. I wanted to stay like that for a little longer but we eventually had to let go of each other.

"You made a mess of me" I said, smiling up at him.

"I couldn't help it. I've wanted you for so long and now that I have the chance, I wasn't going to waste it." He said.

"Wait, what? You wanted me?" Disbelief in my voice.

"Yes, the moment I laid eyes on you, I knew I wanted you. Everything about you is perfect, Raffy." He whispered while stroking my cheek.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. This perfect man wanted me. I thought I was just something to be used, to pass the time with. But being wanted?

"Be with me, Raffy." He pleaded.

I looked into his eyes, held him on his cheek, smiled, and said "Okay."