Things returned to normal after that amazing night. Noah had woken up the next morning late for his test and rushed out the door before I could mention anything. When he came home, he was on the phone with one of his friends and avoided looking me in the eye. He didn't mention the blow job, so I didn't either. There wasn't any awkwardness between us, which was almost worse. Now I didn't even know if he remembered what had happened between us. My hope about our arrangement leading to me sucking him off regularly faded.
But my hope rekindled when, a few days ago, he'd burst into the room, a wide smile taking up his handsome face. He'd slapped me on the back.
"I got ninety percent on that test. Can you believe it? The best I've ever done."
"That's amazing, Noah, good job." I congratulated him and he squeezed my shoulder, staring deep into my eyes. He had gorgeous hazel eyes, with a dark ring around the rim.
"Thanks to you, man, all thanks to you."
The admission floored me, and I froze as he whistled his way into his room. He remembered what happened between us, and he wasn't filled with shame or guilt like I'd worried about. Still, I gave up on ever servicing Noah again. Although his cock invaded my dreams and every wank session. Noah was still messing around with Sandy, and she came over regularly. Each time she'd leave with a sour look on her face, an edge of desperation to her tight shoulders. Noah wasn't allowing himself to be manipulated into dating her. It was like they were playing a game, to see who could make who break first. I was secretly rooting for neither of them, if only to drive Noah into my arms.
Finally, it all got too much.
I was camped on the couch again, eating a cup of noodles, when Noah's bedroom door opened. He marched to the door and grabbed Sandy's jacket. She hurried behind him, hissing his name. Noah's face was unreadable as he held the door open for her. She was a gorgeous girl, with thick curves and long blonde hair. But her expression pinched as she lingered in the door, expecting something Noah wasn't giving her.
"Aren't you coming?" her mouth hinged open.
My noodles slurped despite my efforts, as I cocked my head to listen with unabashed curiosity. I should have given them privacy, but they were out in the open. I also felt a small piece of ownership toward Noah, now that I'd taken his cum down my throat.
"Nah, I'm tired. See you when I see you." Noah yawned and closed the door on Sandy. She slapped her palm on the door in protest, mouth working with rising fury.
"Are you kidding me? You have a test tomorrow." She looked down at Noah's groin meaningfully and my stomach flipped with nerves. Noah had a test?
"Yeah, and I better study for it." Noah was giving Sandy absolutely nothing and so she turned her fury on me instead. Her eyes narrowed in my direction.
"What are you looking at, loser? You couldn't get this if you begged." Her sneer faltered when Noah gently shuffled her outside and closed the door in her face. He latched the lock and turned around, glaring hard. That wasn't the only thing that was hard. I could see the outline of his cock through his shorts.
"Sandy, leave you wanting again?" I said breathlessly, hoping Noah was going to use me like I'd offered weeks ago. Noah stood in the middle of the room, chewing his lip before he swore and started unbuttoning his shorts. He shoved them down furiously, his straining cock bouncing up to hit his stomach. He looked at me, anger, desire, and frustration flitting across his face.
"Yes. She knows exactly what she's doing. It's been two weeks of her edging me and I am sick of coming all over my hand. What do you say? Can you help me out? I can't even concentrate on classes anymore. I'm so fucking horny all the time." He fisted his cock and squeezed. I dropped to my knees, not even bothering to give him an answer. Could I help him out? God yes, anytime. I crawled over until I was staring right up at him.
"Are you sure?" I checked, and he nodded forcefully. He wasn't drunk this time, so I wasn't sure if he would be as open, but it seemed Sandy pushed him too far. Noah was desperate, and I was about to reap the benefits. I swallowed him down, his thick head hitting the back of my throat, but I didn't gag. I let spit dribble out of my mouth, coating his hard rod so he slid in with ease.
"Fuck yessss." He groaned softly, hips bucking forward. I wrapped a hand around the base and jerked him while I sucked. He didn't protest. I suppose what was the difference between a mouth and a hand? My cock hardened like iron in my pants, and I palmed it with my free hand. I loved sucking dick, could do it all day and the second I got a taste of his cum on my tongue, I doubled my efforts. My head bobbed like I was possessed. My nose pressed into the nest of pubes that surrounded his cock and I sucked up the scent like an addict. Noah was all man. I reveled in it.
"Gahh, yeah." He muttered, his hand gripped my hair. "Just like that, baby." He praised me. I almost came at the pet name, slipping my tongue around his hot length with excitement. He used my hair like a handle and fucked my face. His cock filled my mouth and bumped the back of my throat. I swallowed and relaxed, letting him use me how he wanted. My hand slipped into my pants and tugged at my cock, too desperate for my own release. Nothing I'd ever experienced was as hot as this. I wished it could last forever, but Noah became fevered, pounding into me ferociously. If I wasn't so practiced, I would have choked over his thick cock, but I didn't. My eyes rolled back, the ecstasy building at the base of my spine. I loved the way he used me.
"Ugh, fuck. Yes. So good." Noah panted. "I can't last, I'm gonna cum." He warned me and I clamped my lips around his rock-hard pole. I wanted that cum more than anything. He groaned as hot cum spilled down my throat, filling my mouth. I strangled my cock and nearly came as well, moaning around Noah. He pulsed in me for a moment, his hand tight in my hair. I thought he would pull off, run out of the room in embarrassment, but he tugged on my hair, and I looked up.
He looked like a god, sweat glistening over his tanned forehead.
"You good?" he asked, slowly pulling out. My eyes were blurry with tears, and the leftover cum spilled from my mouth. My finger halted its journey, and I fed it back to my mouth under Noah's powerful gaze. I'd never felt more alive. I pulled my hand out of my pants and smiled, shrugging sheepishly.
"Never better. I wasn't kidding when I said you could use me anytime. Do you remember me telling you that? I wasn't sure if you fell asleep." I looked up at him, trying to hide my hunger for his half hard cock.
Noah seemed to come back to himself, the desperate horniness sated for now. He tucked his cock back in, but left his shorts unbuttoned.
"I heard you. It was just a lot to process. I mean, I'm straight and I'd just let a guy give me the best head of my life. But if Sandy keeps this up, I might have to. At least now I can focus on studying. Blue balls are the worst for brain fog."
I stood up, trying to seem casual, but I wanted to celebrate, my guts full of his delicious cum, and I knew this wouldn't be the last time. A knowing settled itself in my bone marrow. I thought Noah would go back to his room, but he sat next to me, leaning over to take a whiff of my cold noodles languishing on the coffee table. I plucked a cushion up and hid my erection.
"So, you like sucking dick. Is that as far as you've gone? I never see you out on campus." Noah flicked on the television, but he kept the sound to a low rumble. Heat flooded my cheeks at his blunt question. I was uncomfortably hard still, and I almost wanted him to leave so I could get my release. The taste of him coated my mouth and I couldn't speak without remembering the heat and force of it shooting down my throat.
"No, I've hooked up with a few guys. Some want to keep it on the low and I'm discrete. I can keep a secret."
I'll keep your secrets and whatever else you want to give me.
Noah sniffed and flung his arm over the back of the couch.
"Do you do this for anyone else?" his jaw tightened, and he tensed, waiting for my answer. I pressed the cushion on my cock, trying to get it to soften, but it was impossible.
"No," I rushed, unable to hide my panic. "I haven't even hooked up with anyone for months. I've never done something like this before."
