"Gentlemen," the commanding voice came from behind them just as they reached the door to the hallway. Turning, they looked at their professor. He motioned them back into the room. "Close the door."
They did as they were told and then approached his desk. He sat behind it, his fingers steepled in front of his face as his blue eyes regarded them. No emotion crossed his face.
"Sit down," he said. Once they were seated, he continued. "I won't beat around the bush. You're both failing this class miserably. What are we going to do about that?"
"Um, extra study?" the first one answered, shifting in his seat.
"It is possible," the professor mused. "But you would have to study twenty four hours a day to catch up with the rest of the class Michael. What about you Darren? Do you have any ideas on how to pass my class?"
"No sir," came the low answer.
"Is there anything we can do?" Michael asked almost desperately. He had to pass all his classes to remain quarterback. Darren had to do the same to remain center.
"How much do you want to graduate college?" the professor asked, one eyebrow rising slowly. "Are you willing to do anything? Anything at all?"
Michael shifted in his seat, not at all sure the hardening of his cock was appropriate at that point in time. There was just something about the professor that made him hard. It was disconcerting to say the least, especially when he had hot sweaty dreams of his professor fucking him. He turned to Darren and the other man nodded. They WOULD do anything to pass this class.
"Darren go lock the door," the professor commanded. Then he waited silently as the young man complied with his wishes. Soon he had them before him again. He looked from one to the other. Football players, they were his weakness. It was the thought of those strong muscles shifting beneath their skin. It was seeing their firm asses encased in tight pants, bent over as if begging to be fucked hard.
"I am going to offer you a deal," he said as he continued to watch them, his cock stiffening in his pants at the very idea of what he would make them do to earn their grades. "It is just between us and not to be discussed with anyone else. Is this agreed?"
"Agreed," Michael said quickly for both of them.
"You both have two free blocks after my class every day," the professor began. "Each day, starting today, you will remain behind. If anyone asks, I am providing additional instruction to help you obtain a higher grade."
"Ok."
"For those two hours, you will be mine." the professor purred. "You will do whatever I say and you will offer up your asses to my cock whenever I wish. If I tell you to suck each other off, you will do it. If I tell you to shove your cock up Darren's ass while he takes mine down his throat, you will do it. Is that clear?"
Michael gulped as his cock jumped to attention. He turned to look at Darren and saw his roommate's eyes darken with lust. He saw Darren nod slightly and then he turned back to face the professor.
"Agreed," he said huskily.
"Good," the professor smiled. "Now remove all your clothing save your jackets. It pleases me to fuck you with them on."
