23 comments/ 189072 views/ 63 favorites Extra Credit Video By: Darksider Greg and Tony had a lot in common. They shared a dorm at Penn State University where they were both freshman communications majors with baseball scholarships. They both worked out 4 days a week on the off season. Both also happened to be straight as arrows. Not only were Greg and Tony straight, they both were quite the ladies men. Indeed, the two of them had a reputation of being quite the player, and that's not referring to the game of baseball. Tony used his smooth tight build, short dark spiked hair and tan Italian skin to pick up cute college coeds practically every weekend, sometimes even on weeknights. Greg, on the other hand, played off his role as a buff curly blond-haired blue-eyed stud to hook up with whichever sexy college girl he fancied. In fact, Greg and Tony frequently found themselves both awaking in their dorm room wrapped up in a combo of damp bed sheets and sweaty naked girls fifteen minutes before their first class of the day. Naturally, this cut into homework and study time but there were other ways around those things. Leading the wild parties and wilder sex college life, it could only be a matter of time before it all caught up with them, and that's where their story began... **BEEEEEP BEEEEEEEP!!! BEEEEEEP BEEEEEEEP!!!** Greg awoke with a start to the incessant beeping of his alarm clock. Flipping his bed sheet off his face Greg slapped aimlessly towards the tiny cluttered nightstand beside him, knocking a string of Trojan condoms to the floor in the process. **BEEEEEP BEEEEEEEP!!! BEEEEEEP BEEEEEEEP!!!** "Son of a bitch-" he muttered and slowly opened his eyes, blinking a few times. As his vision finally cleared he glanced lazily at the stand, seeing that his intended target was being blocked by a 34-B sized bra on top of it, the breast cup directly over the off button. Sighing, Greg pushed the woman's undergarment to the side and this time found his mark, turning the alarm off before another round of beeping could invade his eardrums. He looked at the digital time display on the clock: 9:40... class began at 10:00. Still not entirely in grasp of his senses, Greg found himself confused as to what he felt pressing tightly against his manhood beneath the covers. Tossing the sheets aside, Greg saw for the first time, the form of the voluptuous brunette sharing his bed, and saw that her hand was resting on top of his naked crotch. Reaching down he gently picked the girls arm up by the wrist and moved it so that it no longer draped over his body and onto his crotch. The contact alone, coupled with the image of the slender naked cheerleader sleeping beside him was enough to make Greg's shaved nether regions stir, and his cock to become semi-erect. Shaking his head, Greg realized this was not the time for such things. Sitting up and swinging his toned legs off the bed, Greg took a moment to take in a deep breath and run his fingers through his short blond curly locks. He stood up, grabbing a pair of boxer briefs out of an open drawer on the night stand he slipped them on, trying to ignore the sensation of the soft cotton clinging to his growing morning wood. He quickly dressed in gym shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt from a pile of clothes next to the bed and took one last look at Cindy- or was it Carley?- amazed she was still sound asleep in his bed. Dressed and ready to go, Greg set to his next task. Heading to the other side of the main room of his and Tony's dorm, Greg stopped at Tony's bed. Reaching out and placing a hand on the body under the sheets Greg shook vigorously. "Tony, lets go we gotta be in class in-" Glancing back at the alarm clock across the room, "17 minutes!" A stir began under the covers of the bed and Greg was surprised it might be this easy to wake Tony up today. Usually it took a little more than a gentle shaking to get the more stubborn and carefree Tony out of bed for class. As the covers were pushed aside Greg found himself looking down at a cute, though confused, Asian girl who immediately pulled the covers back up over her bare small but perky breasts. "Oh... sorry." Greg apologized smiling sheepishly. The girl tried to smile back through the akward moment, and then began shaking the sleeping Tony next to her, in an attempt to aid Greg in getting the lazy Italian out of bed. Fifteen minutes later and Tony was similarly dressed and heading out of the pair's dorm room with two minutes to leave the dorm building, and walk up the hill to class. Halfway there something seemed to hit Greg like a ton of bricks. "Holy shit Tony! We've got a test today!" Greg began to panic. Dr. Selser, their psychology teacher, was known for being an extreme dick-head with impossible tests for anyone who didn't meticulously study days, if not weeks, in advance. Greg and Tony were too "busy" to get any studying done at all. "That's it man! We're dead! We're gonna bomb Selser's test!" Tony didn't seem worried, in fact he rarely did. For as many similarities as the two freshman baseball players had, some aspects of their personalities were on complete opposite ends of the spectrum. For as much partying as Greg took part in, he was still concerned with doing well in school and keeping his grades up. On top of that, he had a tendency to spend a great deal of time worrying about not letting himself, the coach, and his family down. Tony, on the other hand was a slacker who had a tendency to look for the easy way out of things. And because he always seemed to find these ways out, Tony was able to stay calm and relaxed, as long as he was able to remain passing school, he could stay on the team, appease his parents, and keep on living the good life. "Test? Oh yeah! I almost forgot! Relax buddy." Tony assured his roommate. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out two tiny slips of paper, handing one to Greg. Greg looked down, seeing a bunch of numbers and letters written very minutely on the small slip. "Jesus man! What's this?" "What do you mean, what is this? It's the answers to the test." Tony replied calmly. "I got them from my connection." Tony was always talking about his connections. "You want me to cheat! No fucking way man! If Selser caught us that'd be the end of everything! We'd fail the class, get kicked off the team, lose our scholarships, and-" "Woah Woah!" Tony cut Greg off. "First of all, lower your voice bud. And second, we aren't gonna get caught by that pansy ass fag!" Tony was right about one thing, Dr. Selser was gayer than a rainbow. "Greggy, buddy, theres like what? 70 people in that lecture hall and one gay guy sitting all the way in the front at his table? We sit in the middle with this baby in our lap, he'll never suspect a thing!" "I dunno man-" Greg whined. "Well it's either that or, how'd you put it, bomb the test?" Tony insisted. "I guess maybe your right..." "Of course I am buddy!" Tony said with a firm pat on the broad shoulder of his slightly taller roommate. An hour and forty-five minutes later Greg was able to let out a sigh or relief as Dr. Selser announced that time was up and ordered everyone to put their tests on the table on their way out. Greg stood and caught a bright beaming smile from Tony on his way to the end of the row of seats and down the steps to the front of the class. Outside the room and on their way to the lobby of the building Greg was receiving another firm slap on the shoulder. "What'd I say buddy? Piece of cake! Now lets go get some lunch!" * * * * * One week of living the crazy college life later and Greg and Tony were back in class for another one of Dr. Selser's exciting psychology lectures. Greg worked vigorously to take as many notes as possible while Tony worked vigorously to try and stay awake. Finally, the class session came to a close and Dr. Selser made an announcement in his authoritative yet effeminate voice- "Now everyone I have your tests up here on the table in three piles alphabetically ordered. A-J, K-Q, and R-Z. Pick yours up on the way out. DO NOT take anyone else's test for them, I don't care if your friends or lovers or what! I can take role by seeing who doesn't pick up a test!" Halfway through the closing announcement the mass of students were already to their feet and filing down to the table holding the tests. Tony and Greg got to the table together and found their tests nearly at the same time. Not bothering to look on the last page for their grade in the middle of the chaos of students around them, they both stepped out into the hall and flipped to the last page of their test booklet. "Two wrong! How the Hell-" Tony started... then stopped. "What the Hell?" "Oh shit..." Greg murmured as he saw that he too had missed two questions, and then saw the note in red ink written under it. "See me in my office immediately after class." The notice read. Greg gulped and looked up to see Tony looking at him, an unfavorable expression on his face. "Let me guess, see him in his office right now?" Tony asked rhetorically but before Greg could voice any objections he continued. "Relax! The fag can't prove a thing. Come on lets get this over with." Tony and Greg waited a few more moments for the throng of students to die down before taking a few steps down the hall to an office door that stood open. Dr. Selser was already inside talking to a gorgeous blonde student. Of course, Dr. Selser was paying no attention to the ample cleavage the girl had sticking out of her tight pink spaghetti strap top. The girl was trying to argue over a marked wrong question on the test. "I'm sorry, but I can not accept that answer! Had you have studied closely you would have known that B is the only thesis Freud stands by." The professor insisted. The girl rolled her eyes "Fine, fine!" Turning and heading towards the door she noticed Greg and Tony standing waiting to come in and her face lit up with a seductive smile towards Tony. "Hi, Tony! I had a great time last weekend!" She said with a wink as she began walking past the boys, quickly placing a hand on Tony's chest to catch a feel of his hard pecs. "Oh so did I Megan!" Tony replied. She took her hand off her chest and frowned deeply. "It's Melody you pig!" she declared as she stormed off. Greg shook his head at Tony, who shrugged. "Boys! Boys! Come in!" Dr. Selser said from in the office behind his desk. Turning their attention back to the situation at hand the two boys stepped into the office. "Greg and Tony right?" Both nodded. "Good. Please close the door on your way in." Greg shut the office door as he and Tony stepped inside. Dr. Selser motioned to two seats on the opposite side of his desk. "Have a seat boys." Greg and Tony sunk into the two seats offered to them and Dr. Selser went right to the point. "I'm going to cut right to the chase boys. I know that the two of you cheated." He stated matter-of-factly. Greg flinched as his jaw dropped slightly. Tony reacted completely differently, and calmly replied, as if shocked by the words. "Cheated? What are you talking about Dr. Selser. I don't cheat! And neither does my roommate here." Dr. Selser looked unconvinced. "Very nice try Anthony... But I have more than enough proof for the Dean to support any actions I feel I should take." Tony began to try and protest again, But Dr. Selser cut him off. "Before you say anything else I'll just explain... Both of you answered E for both question 12 and 23." Completely shocked and terrified, Greg couldn't even look up at the professor, and instead just looked at his answer booklet, first at numbers 12 and 23. Both were marked E. "The problem boys, comes with the fact that had you even looked at the test carefully while you cheated, you would have seen that there is no letter E for questions 12 and 23." He continued. "Bu-" Tony started. "But, I know! The answer key you had clearly said the answer to those two questions was E. However, a week ago, I found that one of the copies of the answer key to my exam was missing. To guard against two lowly cheaters such as yourselves, I simply took two questions in which the answer was E, eliminated E as a possibility and changed the answer to a different letter. Now do you possibly think you'll be able to pursuade the Dean, or anyone for that matter that neither of you cheated given the fact that you have the exact same questions wrong, when the answer you gave wasn't even a possibilty, but it WAS a possibility in an earlier version of my exam? Do you?" Both Tony and Greg remained speechless. "That's what I thought. You know my policy about cheating. It results in immediate failure from my course... and the two of you have pissed me off so severely, I could even take this up with the Dean and have you expelled from Penn State University!" Dr. Selser vehemently exclaimed. Tony sat staring in shock, as Greg began to feel a twisting queasiness in his gut. A sick smile formed on Dr. Selsers lips. "However, there is one way I can overlook this entire event." Selser continued slyly. Greg and Tony looked up relieved but confused at their professor, they allowed him to continue, as he didn't seem finished. "You are two very attractive young men, as I'm sure both of you know. Quite the ladies men I presume? Both what, Eighteen or Nineteen years old?" Neither freshman had yet celebrated their nineteenth birthday. Greg continued to be confused, however he was starting to understand what the professor might be hinting towards given his sick smile, and he didn't like it. "What are you getting at Selser?" Tony asked. "Both of you play baseball too, isn't that right? And I'm sure you keep nice and fit on these off seasons." Selser began looking excited. "Woah... wait a minute! You sick old homo! I'm not sucking your dick or anything!" Tony exclaimed starting to stand up. "Wait a minute young man! That is not the solution I am proposing, an idea like that is much too risky! Besides, I am happily involved with my life partner. But you see... We like to watch certain movies to help keep our sex life interesting..." The professor continued to explain. Greg couldn't even believe what he was hearing, Tony was a bit more vocal. "Hey that's way more than I needed to know, but thanks for sharing Doc." "I don't think you are quite understanding. The only way I am going to overlook this incident is if the two of you do an extra-credit project. All you have to do is make a nice video between the two of you for me and my boyfriend to enjoy in the privacy of our home. No one but he and I will ever see this video of course... and this is the last time you will hear me speak of it. That way you'll have no chance to catch me and blackmail me. After you leave this office, we act like this conversation never happened, and I give you the weekend to go get a camera and make me a video. You slip it in the mailbox outside this office and you keep your A's on the exam and don't get expelled from the University." Finally Dr. Selser seemed finished explaining. "Your fucking nuts! You think me and Greg are going to make you some video? What... you want us to set up a hidden camera while we screw some college chicks for you and your boyfriends sick pleasure?" Tony couldn't believe it. Greg sat with his jaw practically in his lap "No no no Anthony! My boyfriend and I are not interested in seeing you have your way with young college ladies... we're interested in seeing the two of you hot, built athletes having your way with each other." Dr. Selser clarified. "WHAT!?! Hey asshole! We're straight! Straight as a friggin' ruler! You want us to get a camera and video tape ourselves fucking each other like a couple of faggots?" Tony asked disgustedly. "Yes, that's exactly what I want! And I want it to be believable, and I want you two to act as if you like it." Tony stood up from the chair. "No fucking way! Forget it you sick fuck!" Greg, however, had sat by and listened in shock long enough, he reached up and grabbed Tony by the arm. "Now hold on Tony... we've got no other choice." He said, has if he couldn't even believe what he himself was saying. Dr. Selser just smiled. "What, you're actually thinking about this Greg? What the fuck!" Tony ripped his arm away from Greg and stormed out of the office. Greg looked at Selser, who just sat back in his desk smiling. "We- we'll have the tape.... by.... by Monday." Greg said, struggling to get the words out himself. "Very good boy... very good." Without another word Greg stood up and stumbled out of the office, shutting the door behind him. He found Tony standing in the hallway with his hands brought up to his head in utter frustration. "Can you believe that asshole!!" Tony shouted. Greg stepped closer and put his finger to his mouth. "Shhhh... keep it down man." He whispered. "Why? We should be screaming this for everyone to hear, we should be going straight to the Dean right now with this!" Tony exclaimed. Greg remained calm and quiet. "You heard what he said, we don't have any proof of what he said, and he's going to act like the conversation never happened. We go to the Dean, Selser will just tell him about us cheating, and then say we made up that story to try and get out of this. Whose the Dean gonna believe? A professor whose probably been here twenty years... or two freshman kids here on a baseball scholarship?" Greg reasoned. "... Well the alternative is just fucking ridiculous Greg! What," Tony lowered his voice before continuing, "me and you make a gay porn video together? Yeah right." Greg stood silently, without the look of 'this is impossible' on his face. "I can't believe it... your actually considering it? What are you turning gay?" "No... absolutely not. But Tony, I'm not getting expelled from this school. I'm not losing my scholarship and going home to my family. My life will be ruined. Your life will be ruined... we make this video, no one knows but me, you, Selser and his boyfriend. If we get expelled for cheating, the coach knows, the team knows, our families know." Tony began to look as though his resolve were cracking. "You may have a point... lets just get out of this fucking hallway and back to our room to talk about this shit!" He turned and headed for the lobby of the building, Greg followed, thinking about how swiftly the wild and crazy college life just got even wilder and crazier, and how much he didn't like it. * * * * * thirty-two hours later, Greg and Tony sat at stools in the small kitchenette of their dorm room alone for the first time on a Saturday since college started that fall. A high-quality video camera, a blank tape, a hardcore pornographic magazine, and a bottle of lube sat on the counter in front of them. Greg let out a long worried sigh. "I can't fucking believe we're going through with this." Tony exclaimed, nervously running his hand through his spiked hair. "So what'd you tell your 'connections' you needed their video camera for?" Greg asked, trying desperately to lighten the mood. "I just said an extra credit project... wasn't really lying huh?" Tony said smirking and trying to make light of the situation. Greg tried to smile back, but ended up just letting out another worried sigh. "Okay... now we've worked out the basics of what we're gonna tape. One of us will walk in on the other 'enjoying' the porn magazine and want to join, then one thing will lead to another-" Greg began explaining. Tony cut him off "Yeah yeah! We don't need to go over that again, it'll be hard enough doing it!" "Yeah okay, but what we didn't decide is who is going to take what part. One of us is going to have to... ehrm, well... perform the umm oral-" "Yeah, one of us will have to give the other a blow job... and?" Tony asked impatiently. "And then, the other person is going to have to receive... the... well anal..." Extra Credit Video Tony winced, "And the other is going to have to take it up the ass..." Greg frowned "Yeah..." "Well he'll I'll suck you off I ain't having my poor virgin hole invaded!" Tony protested. "Well screw that! I don't want it in my ass either!" Greg decided. "One of us has to... that shit head Selser won't take anything less!" "We'll have to rock paper scissors for it, best of three." Greg said. Tony shook his head in disbelief, "Rock paper scissors and loser gets it in the asshole... I never thought I'd be playing for that!" Greg just shook his head in agreement, and put out his fist. Tony puts his fist out as well, and in unison they raise and lowered them four times, on the fourth time Greg put out scissors and Tony paper. "Shit!" Tony cursed. On the second round Greg threw scissors again and this time Tony threw rock. Cursing under his breath Greg readied for the final round and decided to throw scissors for a third time in a row. Tony again threw rock. "fuck..." Greg muttered. "Well that's settled than!" Tony stated, sighing with relief. "Lets get this over with." Ten minutes later the boys had the camera set up on a tri-pod with the best view of Greg's bed available. Greg nervously took one last look through the viewfinder of the camera to see that the shot was good, and then went to his bed sitting on it in position. Tony stood waiting behind the camera. "Woah woah wait a minute! Let's clarify a couple things before I press record!" Tony said holding up a hand. "I'm putting my dick in your ass... so, you're clean up there right? I ain't gonna get all-" "I took a nice shit a half hour ago and wiped myself nice and clean with a wet towel afterwards if that's what you're getting at... I'm cleaned out." Greg said, frowning, and then wincing inwardly at the thought of what's to come. "Okay... and, how big are you anyway? I'll be able to... well you know, get it in my mouth right?" Tony asked, awkwardly and avoiding eye contact. Greg rolled his eyes. "You've seen me in the locker room Tony!" "I never paid much attention... and well, you were never hard!" "I'm 8 and a half inches." Greg revealed. "Oh... jeez! Don't gag me or nothing buddy!" He rolled his eyes again. "I won't! But wait a minute! How big are you? I'm the one that has to get it up the ass!" "Well, I'm no 8 and a half inches... maybe 7, but I'm thick..." Tony explained. Greg looked worried. "Don't worry buddy, I'll be gentle." Tony said with an effeminate tone in his voice. Greg cracked a smile, "asshole..." "I'm gonna start recording, You ready?" Tony asked. "Oh... Wait!" Greg said, and pulled his sleeveless t-shirt off his back, exposing his hairless muscled upper body. He then picked his ass off the bed long enough to pull his gym shorts off, leaving him in navy blue boxer briefs, the bulge of his softy making an impression in the front of the clinging cotton. He grabbed the hardcore porn magazine off his nightstand and leaned back on his bed, opening up to a pictorial of a big-dicked hunk giving it to a buxom blonde, anal style. For once, he felt the woman's pain. "Okay... I guess I'm ready." "Time to get this over with, I'm gonna press record..." announced Tony. As Tony's finger readied to press record, Greg began forcing himself to ignore the camera and his watching roommate and focus completely on the dirty magazine in front of him (a magazine that would have already given him a hard-on had he been alone with it in the bathroom sitting on the toilet). Greg stared directly at the images of the woman being penetrated in every position imaginable as Tony pressed record. Greg snaked his own hand down his firm chest and rippled abs. Rubbing all the way down to the bulge contained in the front of his jockey shorts. A few slow rotations of his fingers over his covered package began to cause expansion in his drawers. Greg turned the small circling of his hand to a long calculated rub of his open palm up and down the entire area of his growing bulge. He let out an almost inaudible groan with the exhale of his breath, continuing to rub over his briefs in all the right places. The growing bulge grew bigger with each rub, until a full-grown tent had pitched in the navy blue underpants. His cock aching to break right through the cotton, Greg continued focusing on the porn magazine, not even noticing the single wet spot of pre-cum that had already soaked through the material. Tony could not believe what he was watching from behind the camera. He never in a million years thought about watching another man masturbating, much less his good friend, team mate, and roommate. What's more, Tony couldn't believe the response he was feeling in his own crotch. He hadn't gotten an aching hard-on, but his cock twitched every so often, and was not entirely soft any longer as he watched. He watched as Greg finally decided to set his painful erection free, pulling his right hand away from the tower formed in his jockeys just long enough to yank the briefs down by the elastic waist band. He tugged the front down just enough to get caught around his hairless ball sack. As Greg quickly wrapped his palm around his exposed cock and slowly stoked upwards, squeezing out another single drop of pre-cum, Tony found himself so enthralled that he almost forgot this was his cue to come on camera. Stroking himself methodically, completely engaged with the magazine in front of his face, Greg had shut out his surroundings. He was half-legitimately startled to hear Tony's voice interrupting his masturbation session, until he realized this is what they went over before hand. "What's goin' on in here budd- Oh!" Tony said, stepping on camera and looking down at his roommate pleasuring himself on his bed. Tony was trying his best to act surprised, instead of nervous and camera-shy like he felt. Greg looked up, acting surprised as well. He combined the embarrassment he felt over the whole situation, with an acted embarrassment and flug the magazine down to cover up his towering erection. For a moment Tony forgot his line, and dreaded what would come after he remembered the line. He swallowed hard, and then it came to him. "Woah! Buddy... why didn't you just tell me you were horny, I could help you take care of that." He said, trying his best to sound genuine, despite his horrible acting skills. Greg just lay there unable to come up with a reasonable reaction. Instead, he waited as Tony came closer to the bed, sat on the edge of it next to Greg's spread out lower half. He reached out and pulled the magazine off of Greg's hard-on. For a moment Tony hesitated, trying to get over the fact that he was about to grab a hold of another guys stiff cock. Finally he reached out and wrapped a hand around it, feeling his roommate tense up at his touch. He took a deep breath, hesitated again, opened his mouth and slowly lowered his head down towards Greg's cock. Not wanting to see what he was getting himself into, Tony closed his eyes on descent, and ended up feeling the mushroom head of Greg's cock push into the area between his upper-lip and nostrils. Cursing to himself he backed up a bit and tried again, feeling the cock slip to the side and rubbing against his left cheek. Finally he had to open his eyes, point the rigid cock in the right direction with his grip, and guide it between his wide-open mouth. Greg let out a sigh of relief. 'he's got it in his mouth!' he thought. Then he thought about making the video realistic and hot for the sick bastard. "Oh yeah suck my dick Tony." He said out loud, realizing afterwards that it sounded mechanical and flat. Then Tony's lips closed around him just under the head, and Tony began swirling his tongue around the tip in his mouth, and then down to the area of the underside of his cock just below the head. He didn't know what Tony was thinking, but the next thing out of his mouth was completely genuine, "Ooooooooh, yeah!" He breathed. Tony had devised a plan of attack. He was going to use every thing that he liked when a girl blew him, as well as every he would have liked a girl to do. After doing the tongue swirling trick a few more times, and feeling his roommate squirm every time he flicked his tongue on the spot just under the cock head, Tony dared to venture a little further down his buddy's shaft. About halfway down Tony realized that Greg really did have a long cock. He was pretty sure the tip would hit his throat at any moment and cause a gag reflex, so he stopped moving his mouth down and began bringing it back up. Taking the cock completely out of his mouth, and turning his head sideways, he ran his wet lips down one side of the cock and all the way back. All the while slowly but smoothly running the hand around Greg's cock up and down, twisting it slightly as he neared the top. As he dived back in for a second go-round inside his mouth, he brought his free hand down to pull Greg's underwear completely out of the way. Greg lifted his ass up just enough for Tony to pull them down his legs allowing Greg to kick them off. With Greg's testicles now free from holding the jockeys out of the way, Tony was able to use his free hand to fondle the balls between his fingers and rub them gently. Tony went back to bobbing his head up and down, lips wrapped tightly around Greg's member. Tony began gradually increasing his speed, and began twisting his head slightly on the way down. All the while Tony was working up as much spit in his mouth as possible, completely lathering the length of Greg's cock, creating a slippery and wet situation in Greg's crotch. Tony hoped this was looking good for the damn camera, because there would be no retakes! Also, he wondered if all these things he thought he'd like were working well for Greg. Greg had no clue what Tony was doing down there, but it was driving his cock crazy. No chick he'd ever been with had been able to keep his cock this slick, jack him off and blow him, and give attention to his boys in the sack all at the same time. Not to mention make it feel this damn good. It was head he could only wish girls knew how to give. Closing his eyes and leaning his head back, Greg tried to block out the camera, tried to block out the whole fucked up situation and focus solely on how amazing it all felt. But the one thing he couldn't get out of his mind was that he was receiving this hot pleasure from his equally straight roommate and friend, and he could care less. Letting his mouth hang open, Greg released a long, slow guttural groan. His eyes shot open as Tony seemed to respond to the groan by doubling the pace of his oral assault. "Awe yeah, Holy shit!" He let out without even realizing he'd said it. He couldn't suppress his need to respond any longer, and reaching out with both hands, he placed them on Tony's head, grabbing at his spiked sweaty hair he tried to push him down even further. Tony knew he was doing something right, because as he began moving faster and faster Greg began lifting his hips up off the bed as if he were trying to push himself inside his mouth further and experience more pleasure. When Greg put his hands on the back of his head, Tony knew things were going better than expected. Then Greg started rocking his hips faster and more dramatically, and Tony had to be careful not to let Greg force his entire length in his mouth and down his throat. Greg began to seem possessed with pleasure as he pushed harder on the back of Tony's head, Tony felt the wet cock slide farther and farther in his mouth, until he felt it at the back of his mouth at his tonsils, with still a lot of room for more. Before Tony knew what was happening, Greg was forcing himself past his tonsils with every thrust of his hips. Tony thought he might gag as Greg's long cock slid further down his throat until Tony finally found his nose pressed firmly against Greg's sweaty skin right where his pubic hair would be. Greg couldn't control himself any longer and began fully fucking Tony's face. Each ram of his cock down the throat of his roommate sent a shiver of pleasure up his entire spine that brought him closer and closer to an explosion. Finally, he felt it building deep in his groin and began thrusting into Tony's poor mouth furiously. "OH SHIT YEAH! FUCK YEAH! OH FUCK YEAH!" Greg was ready to blow his load. Tony couldn't stand it any longer and decided to abort mission. Pulling back with enough force to push away from Greg's hands on his head, Tony withdrew Greg's slippery dick from his throat and mouth. Immediately he felt himself gagging and coughing. He suppressed urge in his throat and used an arm to wipe the tears out of the corners of his eyes. He looked up at his roommate to find an apologetic but disappointed look on his face. 'You wanna play rough?' he thought, and then out loud announced "My turn!" Greg wasn't sure he was comfortable with the look on Tony's face as he stood up off the bed. The look seemed to Greg to say Tony was fully ready to take control, and wasn't going to be easy on him. Suddenly Greg wished he hadn't gotten over zealous in the midst of the fantastic blow job he'd been receiving. With no turning back now, Greg slid up the bed a bit and propped himself up on his elbows, leaning his head back on the headboard. He watched as Tony first removed his sleeveless t-shirt revealing his tan and toned upper body. A small patch of dark hair ran from his belly button down what lay under his shorts and underwear. Tony grabbed the bottle of lube waiting on the nightstand and tossed it Greg's way. "Get your asshole nice and slippery." Tony ordered, and found himself surprised at his own directness. As he watched Greg nervously unscrew the cap and squeeze out some of the slippery substance out into his left hand, Tony pulled off his shorts and briefs, kicking them aside revealing a cock that he himself was surprised to find erect and waiting. A cock with a small nicely trimmed patch of dark hair at it's base. Greg wondered if his eyes had visibly bugged out of his head for a second. Tony was right, his dick certainly wasn't as long as his own, however it was definitely one of the fattest cocks Greg had ever seen. 'That's supposed to fit in my ass?!' Greg thought to himself. "Better lube yourself up too, Tony." He decided as he tossed the bottle back at his roommate. As Tony began squeezing some out onto his hand, Greg brought his lube filled hand down between his legs, spreading them wide. As his open hand found its mark, Greg rubbed the lube in circles all around the outside of his puckered asshole. The liquid felt surprisingly warm as it touched his ass. Greg looked up to see that Tony had completely slicked up his fat cock and was climbing back onto the bed, this time up on his knees. Slick and ready, Tony tried to look as natural as he could for the camera as he pondered how exactly he was going to go about starting this. He decided to treat it as if he were fucking some slut college girl, instead of his male roommate. Crawling between Greg's open legs, Tony realized how little help Greg was going to give. Greg looked dumbfounded and more than a little worried. Tony tried to ignore Greg's look of worry and focus at the task at hand; stuffing his fat cock into Greg's tiny asshole. He wrapped an arm under each of Greg's toned thighs and lifted up as he moved even closer towards where Greg's spread legs met. Tony brought Greg's legs higher off the bed until his target finally came into view. Everything between Greg's parted cheeks was glistening wet from all the lube, especially around the area of one small puckered hole. It was Tony's turn to look worried. Of all the college tail Tony had scored since the beginning of the fall semester, he'd never done anal with any of the chicks, and looking at Greg's tiny hole, he questioned the physical possibility of this working. Greg's anxiety was not eased as he watched Tony's expression change at first glimpse between his cheeks. But Greg watched as Tony quickly hid his expression and released his hold on one of Greg's thighs to reach down and bring his rocket in for the landing. Greg shut his eyes as he felt the tip of Tony's dick touch the outside of his rear entryway. Greg felt Tony apply the slightest bit of pressure, and despite all the lube, there was no penetration. "Here I go." Tony warned. Greg squeezed his eyes shut and clenched his teeth as he felt Tony increase the pressure, and still nothing gave. But Tony didn't let up on his pressure and Greg was beginning to feel the stinging pains of his efforts. Quickly Greg tried to recall any and all the information he knew about anal sex. Somewhere in the recesses of his mind he recalled an interview he'd read with a porn star on some web site, who was asked how she took so much in her ass. Greg remembered her response: 'relax, breathe out, and when someone is penetrating me, I push out like I'm taking a dump'. Stinging pain growing, Greg quickly switched tactics. He opened his eyes and unclenched his teeth, slowly exhaling, he pushed his bowel muscles and to his amazement he felt the pain ease and Tony's fat cock head slip into his anus. For a moment Tony thought all his fear had come true and there was no way he was getting in Greg's ass. Suddenly however, he slid past the opening and his cock head was being engulfed by his roommates tight virgin ass. With all the lube involved, Tony easily slid about half the length of his cock into Greg's ass, letting out a sigh of satisfaction at the intense pleasure Greg's squeezing ass muscles had on his cock. The ass was warm, wet, and inviting, no matter who it belonged to, and Tony closed his eyes and let out a soft moan as he pulled his cock almost out of Greg's hole and slowly slid it back in again. As the relief subsided and Greg had a chance to think about what was happening he realized that being fucked in the ass was not the worst thing in the world. The stretching/full feeling was intriguing and as Tony slowly rocked in and out his cock created a not at all unpleasant feeling as it brushed past nerve endings just inside Greg's asshole. Tony wondered why he had never enticed a chick to do anal before. The ass was tighter and warmer than any vagina he'd ever dived into and all the lube made it every bit as wet. Pretty soon Tony had worked into a slow but steady rhythm of in and out with his hips, and when he finally looked down to meet eyes with Greg, he saw that his roommate didn't seem to be hating this. In that case, he decided to turn it up a notch. Greg was starting to get into the rhythm of the slow steady fuck he was receiving when he noticed Tony begin to go increase his speed slightly and push in a little further. The trend continued until Greg felt Tony's patch of pubic hair brushing against his ass cheeks with each thrust. Before long Tony was grunting and groaning as he piston humped in and out of Greg's ass, Greg was alarmed as he realized that he was enjoying it. Greg attempted to determine why he was taking to the ass pounding he was getting, and was able to pinpoint a specific area of pleasure. For a brief moment just as Tony had jammed the length of his cock into his ass, Greg felt a slight jolt of pleasure as the upside of Tony's dick head brushed against a certain area at the top Greg's anal wall. The problem was, Tony's cock was only lightly brushing up against this unknown sweet spot, and Greg needed more. "Come on! Harder! Fuck me harder Tony!" He demanded. Surprised and delighted by Greg's request, Tony obliged and began utterly slamming his cock into Greg's tight wet hole. Through clenched teeth Tony grunted and let out a continuing string of "Fuck yeah" as his balls made an audible slap against Greg's ass cheeks. Tony had never felt anything so utterly pleasurable in his life as ramming his roommate's sweaty ass. Extra Credit Video The harder Tony fucked, the better it felt when his cock brushed up against the spot at the top of Greg's anal wall. But Greg longed for more. Desperate, Greg pushed himself up off his back, and gripping onto Tony's shoulders, he pulled himself up into Tony's lap, straddling him, cock buried to the hilt inside him. He angled himself just right, and felt a bolt of pleasure rocket from his groin through his body. Tony's cock was now pressed firmly against the sweet spot, which Greg didn't know was where his prostate rested against the outside of his anal cavity. Greg began to bounce up and down, as fast and hard as his body allowed him, each hump driving the tip of Tony's cock straight towards the prostate, sending am intense jolt of pleasure throughout Greg's body. It didn't take Tony more than a moment to adjust to this new position and begin thrusting his hips upwards in motion with each of Greg's downward thrusts. As the two continued to fuck as one sweaty groaning and moaning heap of naked flesh, Tony felt things begin to build towards a boiling point in his groin. Greg could barely fathom how good it felt for Tony's cock to be hitting him in that one specific spot. It was a pleasure in his crotch more intense than any he'd ever gotten from regular sex. Somehow all the action in his ass was building in his crotch and to his shock he felt his balls begin to tighten as the pleasure finally exploded. He experienced a momentary lapse in conscious thinking as his vision blurred and he was hit with a wave of an orgasm. Tony didn't think it was possible for Greg's asshole to get any tighter around his cock. He was wrong. As he listened to his roommate let out one long deep moan, he felt Greg's entire body tense up on top of him, and felt Greg's asshole clench unbelievably tight around his pole. Tony continued his fucking as he watched in amazement as Greg's own cock erupted and began to spew it's hot white spunk all over Tony's chest. Before he had a chance to comprehend what had happened, Tony himself went over the edge as Greg's super tight cock muscles squeezed a powerful jet squirting orgasm deep inside Greg. As things finally subsided and Greg began having clear thoughts again, he realized that he had achieved the most powerful orgasm of his life without even touching his cock. Exhausted, he slipped off the cock that impaled his sweaty anus and fell back onto the bed, globs and globs of Tony's cum oozing out of his spent asshole. Tony sat frozen on his knees on the bed. He watched his spent cock shrink, and with the foggy glasses of arousal now lifted, sat confused about what had just happened. He and Greg had just filmed themselves fucking like a couple of fags only to save their asses from being expelled from school. Why then, had Tony ended up enjoying it so much? Looking down at himself again and noticing the splatter of his roommate's sperm on his chest and abs he was perplexed by a new question. How had Greg managed to blow his load so hard without laying a finger on his own dick? Both freshmen had many questions to answer, but for now there was a lot of cleaning up to do... * * * * * The next day the boys put their "extra credit" video in Dr. Selser's office mailbox and tried to get back to their normal college life. However, no matter how they tried neither Greg nor Tony could erase from their mind the fact that they thoroughly enjoyed the video recorded fuck-fest they created. They still hooked up with as many college chicks as they could get their hands on, but Tony was still dying to know how Greg had managed his ejaculation by purely anal stimulation. Greg was happy to show him...