Trading Balls for Grades Part II

It was the night after Christian's encounter with Lee in his office and half an hour before he was supposed to show up for Round Two. Christian had called Jess, his best friend and fellow ball buster, and invited her over to his apartment. Christian walked into the room with two glasses of red wine and handed one to Jess before sitting next to her on the couch.

"I'm glad you got here early so we could catch up." Christian said.

"Yeah, I wanted to know how this all started." Jess replied.

"Oh, well, one of my students from 201 is complete slacker, hasn't shown up to class, failed the last two exams, at this point I would be surprised if he's literate." Jess chuckled and sipped from her wine glass while Christian continued. "I'm serious, I haven't seen him since the first week of classes, and I only recognized him because he's hot. So anyway, last week he stays after class and asks me if there's anything he can do to improve his grade. I told him the best thing for him would be to drop out and start over in the fall semester. He said he couldn't because he was a graduating senior and he needed the class. Then he told me he would do ANYTHING."

"Sounds a bit desperate." Jess said.

"Yeah, so I thought alright, I'll mess with him. In my most flamboiently gay voice, I told him that I might be able to do something, but he would have to do something for me." Christian said.

"You didn't!" Jess scream-laughed.

"I swear, I just expected him to get embarrassed and leave." Christian laughed.

"Obviously he didn't." Jess interjected.

"No, he asked me what I had in mind. So I told him I could make him cum so hard he'd see God."

"And he agreed?" Jess asked.

"Pretty much. He told me he wasn't into guys and he didn't want anything up his butt, but he was up for anything else." Christian replied.

"Sounds interesting." Jess said.

"Yeah, but he got cold feet or something last night. Right after I grabbed his dick he called me a fag." Chrisian said.

"What did you do?" She asked.

"I got angry and busted his balls." Christian said. "Then I kicked him out of my office and called you."

Just then the door bell rang, cutting their conversation short. Christian put down his glass and answered the door. Lee followed Christian into the living room and stopped in his tracks when he saw Jess. He looked at Christian with a perplexed expression.

"Oh, I invited my friend Jess over. Jess, this is Lee." Christian introduced him to his friend.

Lee step forward awkwardly and shook Jess' outstretched hand. She wasn't half bad looking, but Lee had dated better.

"Why don't you have a seat on the couch?" Christian suggested gestured next to Jess. Lee sat and looked around the room.

Though she didn't find him particularly attractive, she could see why Christian liked him. With his dark complexion and blue eyes, Lee had a grungy, Indie rocker look that Christian probably loved.

"So, how are you feeling Lee?" Christian asked.

"OK, I guess . . ." Lee replied.

"How do your balls feel?" Christian asked with a grin.

"Um . . . " Lee looked at Jess and back at Christian.

"I've already told her about last night, so there's no point in being bashful." Christian said. "Are they still sore?"

Lee silently nodded his head. It was one thing to have what happened last night done to him, but it was even worse to find out someone else knew about it.

"Have you jerked off since last night?" Christian asked.

"No," Lee said in a flat tone.

"Great, alright why don't we get started?" Christian asked.

"What, in front of her?" Lee gestured towards Jess.

"Yeah." Christian replied.

"Do we have to?" Lee asked. Her presence clearly made him uncomfortable.

"Yes." Christian said impatiently. "You still haven't earned a passing grade in my course, now get up."

Lee got to his feet and stood before Christian, waiting expectantly. Christian turned him around so that he faced Jess, make sure she got a good view. Then he pulled Lee's T-shirt up over his head, exposing his muscular chest.

"Hmm, nice." Jess commented.

Lee uncomfortably shifted his arms, unable to find a comfortable posture. Christian enjoyed watching him squirm. He worked the clasp of Lee's jeans and pulled down his pants and underwear in one motion, letting Lee's thick dick and balls flop out into the open. Christian reached through his legs from behind and fondled Lee's rubbery nuts.

"You want a go?" Christian asked Jess with a smile.

"Oh no, this is your boy toy, I'm just here to watch." She said.

"Suit yourself." Christian shrugged. He released Lee's package and positioned himself directly behind the stud. Lee tried looking over his shoulder, but he was told to face front. Jess watched the discomfort on his face while Christian arch his leg back and kick Lee's balls from behind. Christian's bare foot connected with Lee's meaty orbs, crunching them into his body, making him shriek.

Lee slid to the ground and let out a gurgling groan. It sounded something like a deflating balloon. "What was that for?" He asked in a hoarse whisper.

"That was to remind you of last night, and what will happen if you get mouthy again." Christian replied.

He let Lee recover for a moment before he pulled him up onto the couch. Lee didn't seem to have much fight in him, which only made it easier for Christian. After spreading his thighs apart, he climbed into Lee's lap and kneed Lee in the balls several times. Christian's bare knee viciously slammed into Lee's naked nuts, pulverizing his nuggets against his bony pelvis.

"Fuck!" Lee screamed. Jess squinted and cringed sympathetically while watching the young college stud getting his nuts crushed. A single tear had formed in the corner of his eye - presumably from the pain - and swept down his cheek.

"I think we're warmed up now, why don't we move on to bigger and better things?" Christian said playfully while grabbing Lee's soft dick. He rubbed the shaft enthusiastically, paying special attention to the head - rubbing it with his thumb. Despite the pain, Lee's member hardened in Christian's hand, becoming firmly erect in a matter of seconds.

With Christian on one side stroking his dick and Jess on the other watching, Lee felt extremely exposed. He just wanted to cum and get it over with, but that was easier said then done. Maybe it was the busting his balls had taken, or perhaps stage fright, but the minutes passed without an orgasm.

A new problem had arisen, friction had began to build on his cock and the skin was quickly becoming raw. "Do you have any lube?" Lee asked.

Christian shook his head, but told him not to worry. Bending down, he took the entire length of Lee's dick into his mouth. Lee's eyes widened as he felt the tip of his dick massaged by Christian's tongue. After a minute he stopped blowing him and continued to jerk Lee's cock, now sufficiently lubricated with his own saliva.

Lee closed his eyes and fantasized about the hottest women he could think of to distract from the fact that he was getting a handjob from a guy. No matter what he did, nothing seemed to shift his attention from Christian pumping away on his cock- that is, until he felt Jess' delicate fingers caress his nuts. She was really working them over, massaging them, squeezing them, even gently pinching them. It felt fantastic and gave Lee something to focus on.

With the help of Jess' caressing touch, Lee's cock stiffened and his hips began to shudder. Just on the verge of cumming, Christian took over, jerking his prick with one hand and holding his nuts with the other.

"Oh God," Lee gasped as he threw back his head and moaned. His dick began twitching uncontrollably as thick ropes of cum shot onto his stomach and lap. Lee moaned with pleasure as the contents of his nuts were finally given release. Lee exhaled sharply and laid back, enjoying the pleasure induced by his orgasm. Christian continued to play with his studly nuts, giving them one last twist, a small drop of cum oozed out from Lee's dick.

Christian left the room and returned with a bath towel, handing it to Lee. He accepted it without comment and wiped up the puddle of cum that had formed around his navel.

Christian reached for his glass and drained it. "I think we're done here, you can put your clothes back on."

Lee stood up and pulled his pants back on. "So you'll let me pass the class?" Lee asked nervously.

"Yeah sure." Christian nodded.

"Oh, great." Lee replied. Addressing Jessica he asked, "will you give me your number?"

"No, sorry sweetie- your not my type." Jessica replied with a smile.

"Oh . . ." Lee said rejected.

Christian walked Lee out, giving him his assurance that he would be allowed to graduate on time. Then Lee thanked him and left.

"That was fucking hot," Christian sunk back into the sofa.

"So, did he earn an A?" Jess asked while pouring him another glass of wine.

"Probably not, but I'd say he earned a solid B for his performance tonight." Christian said after sipping from his glass.

"Why a B?" Jess asked.

"Oh, just in case he comes back, I'll need something to negotiate." Christian said laughing. Jess joined in the laughter and poured herself a drink.

- More pictures of Lee, inspired by Fuller from Sean Cody-

Trading Balls for Grades Part I

Christian looked at the clock on the wall of his office that read 8:05. He dropped his pen on the stack of ungraded papers and leaned back on his chair. He hated office hours and hated waiting for students who couldn't keep their appointments even more. However, this night would be different from the rest.

He had been a graduate student in the English department for 3 years and was stuck teaching a lower level American literature class. Most TAs played a supportive role, but the professor for this particular class was approaching retirement and relied on Christian to take up much of the slack. It was a full time job in itself that often left him buried in paperwork and no time for his own. At least the professor has given him use of his office for grading and meeting with students so he might have some privacy. Privacy was never much of an issue though, there was never anyone else around this late at night.

His thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door. 'Finally,' Christian thought. He took the time to clear his throat and said, "come in."

The door opened and in walked one of Christian's less studious pupils. Lee was tall and had an athletic build, he had the look of a skater boy and Goth, but in reality he was neither. He was a 22 year old senior classman who spent most of his time ignoring his studies and played in a band. He had spiky, jet black hair, blue eyes, and a tanned complexion despite the fact that it was the middle of winter. He was wearing a blue striped polo shirt and his jeans were dotted with holes and tears.

"You're late," Christian said without looking up from his papers. There was no response, so he went on. "You came here tonight, so that must mean that you have accepted my terms."

This time he waited for Lee to answer him. "Yeah."

"You don't sound too appreciative Lee. I was under the impression that passing this class was important to you." Christian said.

"No, it's important to the university, they won't let me graduate without it." Lee said indignantly.

"I see, that must be why you are taking the class for a second time." Christian said smiling.

"Listen, we have already talked about this. I know it's my fault that I am flunking, I mean, that's why I'm here, right? Lets just get this over with." Lee said taking off his jacket.

"I admire your enthusiasm, but your academic future is on the line here. The only way I will let you pass this class is if you cooperate completely, do you understand?" Christian asked in a sarcastic tone, knowing there was little choice left for the wayward undergrad. Lee nodded his head silently without a word.

"Good, so lets get started." Christian said getting up from his chair, he closed the door and locked it. Then he stood in front of his student and examined him from head to toe.

The combination of his matted black hair and worn clothing gave Lee a rough looking stud appeal that Christian found attractive. Even under his baggy clothing Christian could make out the lines and curves of his trim, muscular body on his tall frame.

In many ways Lee was the exact opposite of Christian, who was shorter by nearly a foot, skinnier and in no way athletic. He peered back at Lee's crystal blue eyes through a set of thick rimmed glasses. To most, Christian would probably be mistaken for being the younger one, when in fact he was three years Lee's senior.

"Are you ready?" Christian asked.

Lee stared back blankly and nodded his is head.

Without hesitation Christian reached down and grabbed Lee's crotch and rubbed his bulge. The thick denim didn't reveal much of what lied just beneath, but Christian discovered a hole ripped just below the zipper. He reached in with his fingers and touched Lee's junk through a layer of soft cotton. Lee shifted uncomfortably as Christian's fingers explored through the breach in his jeans.

"Alright, take off your clothes." Christian ordered.

"Seriously?"

"Yes, I'm serious. Do it."

Lee pulled his shirt off, revealing his muscular chest. He threw the shirt on the couch behind him and stood there awkwardly.

Christian waited a moment and then sighed with frustration. "You do remember our agreement, don't you?"

"Yes." Lee said flatly.

"Then why are you playing games and wasting my time? If you don't want to go through with it, you can forget about passing this class and you can leave right now." Christian said. He was getting annoyed, and though he desperately wanted to get his hands on this stud, he wasn't about to tip his hand. Lee said nothing, so Christian turned around and began gathering his things.

"No, wait." Lee said, his fingers fumbled over the catch in his jeans and they dropped to the floor. Christian eyed the stud ravenously. His young body was firm and was draped in little more than a pair of navy blue tight-fit boxer briefs that displayed a magnificent bulge. Christian dropped the stack of papers and tweaked Lee's exposed nipples.

"Ouch, that hurt."

"Sorry." Christian's hands explored the muscles in Lee's arms and chest, tracing each line from his pecs and abdomen down to where they disappeared into his underwear.

Lee watched nervously and wondered if graduating on time was really worth all of this. If he hadn't been such a slacker, he never would have gotten into this situation. He chastised himself for his stupidity. It was only out of pure desperation that he had agreed to come here tonight and let his little queer TA jerk him off, but now that he was actually going through with it he started to have his doubts.

Christian could see his puipil was lost in his own thoughts as his hand snaked down the front of Lee's boxers. He reached out until his fingers brushed against Lee's warm, soft flesh and gasped in delight. He wrapped his fingers around Lee's thick prick and began to stroke it. Even soft its length and girth was impressive.  Christian could just imagine all the the co-eds Lee had slayed with it. 

He gave the shaft a few short jerks and felt Lee's cock begin to thicken. 

Lee's discomfort with another guy holding his dick was obvious, his face twisted into a grimace and he groaned in disgust. He had expected it to be bad, but this was so much worse. He hated himself for agreeing to do this and hated Christian even more for making him do it. All his anger and frustration seemed to boil over and before he could stop himself, a single word slipped out of his mouth . . . "fag . . ."

Christian's head snapped up and he stared coldly into Lee's blue eyes and saw a mix of raw hate and fear. "I am gay, and proud of it! But you're supposed to be straight right?" He motioned towards Lee's dick that had become rock hard from Christian's constant stroking. "But I just gave you a boner, so who's the fag now?"

Before Lee could respond to the insult, Christian's knee slammed between his spread legs into his groin. With Lee's cock firmly in Christian's hand, there was nothing to prevent the stud's balls from being smashed up into his body. The surprise attack on his junk caught Lee totally unprepared. He cried out and fell backwards.

Christian kept a tight grip on Lee's prick and pushed him back into a large armed chair. The rage that had made Lee feel so strong and empowered was forgotten as hot pain radiated from his groin. With Lee's hands preoccupied cupping his balls, Christian used the opportunity to pull his underwear completely off.

Wearing nothing else but a pair of old white socks, Lee squirmed in his seat and cradled his big, loose balls. Despite the busting they had just taken, his dick remained hard and flopped against his washboard abs.

Christian grabbed his prick and yanked it hard.

"Owwww," Lee moaned and shifted his hands to protect his sore member. Christian used the opening to grab the punk's gonads and squeeze hard.

Lee's face changed immediately and his mouth opened to form a wide 'O'.

 Christian's fingernails tore into Lee's soft scrotum and ground down his balls.

"Oh God, stop . . . please, stop . . . your crushing my balls!" Lee shrieked.

"That's right, and if you say one more derogatory word you're going to loose them for sure." Christian said coldly, giving Lee's manhood another quarter turn.

"OK, OK, please, just stop!" Lee wailed.

"Apologize." Christian said sternly, not making any effort to relax his grip. The mass of each testicle worked against the other, sending new flashes of pain through Lee's body.

"I'm sorry, please . . . " Lee's voice cracked and gave out.

Christian cracked a small grin and loosened his grip on Lee's jewels. He couldn't help but smile at the dumb prick's submission. Lee had a well defined muscular body that suggested he worked out regularly and in a fair fight Christian wouldn't have had a chance, but he had managed to use his intellect to immobilize a guy that was tougher and stronger in every way, or nearly every way, but all Lee's strength seemed to wither away while Christian crushed his balls.

The night hadn't gone anything like Christian planned. Initially he just wanted to help his studly student get his rocks off with a hand job, but he busted them instead. Using his new-found leverage he had Lee sit back in the chair while Christian knelt between his legs to get his first good look at the younger man's package. His pubic hair was trimmed neatly and his dick was at least 7 inches hard and cut, below which hung two plump nuts.

Christian explored every contour of Lee's penis and every fold of skin on his scrotum. Lee looked disgusted but new better now not to complain, and he watched in total silence as Christian worked over his genitals with admittedly more skill than any woman he had met. After a while, Christian's hands slid along his shaft too and caressed his balls in an alternating pattern that was beginning to really drive him wild.

The thought of getting turned on by another guy made Lee feel sick, but the steady rhythm Christian applied to his schlong was irresistible. Lee's cock got harder as he approached climax, but his momentum was suddenly interrupted when Christian tugged down hard on his nutsac. Christian didn't seem to notice and switched his focus back to his erection. A few minutes later the pattern was repeated, Lee nearly shot his load but it was ruined when Christian gave his jewels an ambitious tug. Aside from the discomfort of having his testicles repeatedly squeezed, a different kind of ache began to percolate in his balls.

"Fuck," Lee whispered through gritted teeth as he felt his balls begin to swell.

Christian maintained his concentration and continued to work over Lee's manhood. Five minutes passed before Lee showed the signs of a man about to cum when it was interrupted a third time by a mean twist of his aching balls.

"Fuck!" Lee yelled. "When are you going to let me cum?"

Christian looked up and smiled sarcastically. "What, did you switch teams all of a sudden? Now you WANT me to jerk you off?"

"Fuck you, fag!" Lee snapped back impulsively. He immediately regretted it when he saw the anger flare in Christian's eyes.

Christian shoved Lee's cock up out of the way and palmed the little punk right in the nuts. The sound of his hand smacking Lee's nuts up into his crotch made a sick 'thwack' noise that echoed in the small office. Lee coughed and tried to bend forward as the pain hit.

Christian pushed Lee back into his chair and slapped his naked balls a second and third time before ending with a solid punch that smashed Lee's balls down into the hard seat of his chair.

Lee shrieked and fell to the floor on his hands and knees.

Christian rose to his feet and looked down on the prostrate young man while he made odd mewling sounds. Two juicy balls hung invitingly just below his ass. Unable to resist such a easy target, Christian swung his leg back and kicked Lee's exposed gonads. HIs penny-loafers collided with Lee's baby-makers and crushed them into his pelvis.

Lee's face contorted into a mask of pain and he let out an agonized wail.

Even from where he was standing he could see Lee's nuts were pink and swollen. Lee moaned softly and cradled his throbbing testicles.

Christian walked over to his desk where he wrote out his address on a small slip of paper. He looked up at the clock, seeing that it was nearly 9:00 pm.

"Alright, I think we can end early tonight. Be at this address tomorrow at 8:00 sharp." Lee took the slip of paper without comment. Christian sat back down at his desk and watched as Lee dressed and limped out of his office. When he was gone, Christian picked up the telephone and dialed his friend Jes.

- Lee is a guy from college that looks like Fuller from Sean Cody -