So much of my academic career had led me to this moment. I’d studied, taken seminars, and even memorized whole books on how to take the SAT, all so I could get into a good Ivy League school. As I approached the classroom my stomach turned over and over.

I took a seat, but my nerves didn’t ease up. In my mind, I went over and over every equation, formula, definition, and grammar rule in existence. I’d started going over formulas one last time when the most attractive man broke my concentration. He was well over six feet tall with broad shoulders and golden brown skin. He instantly got a rise out of me and all the information I had been going over vanished.

He walked around handing out the tests; anxiously I waited for him. As he handed me my test, I made sure our fingers met. His touch sent a wave of electricity throughout my body. I smiled at him and he smiled back. I could tell he sensed something too. Our fingers touched for a few seconds more before he moved on to the next person.

Once he was finished handing out the tests, he went over the rules and directions, none of which I heard. All I could think of were his round full lips. I wondered how he kissed and what it would be like to kiss someone like him? To have his body pressed against your own, and to have him slide inside of you. All these thoughts rushed at me at once, making it extra hard to concentrate.

The rest of the time was a total blur. After the longest four hours of my life, the test finally came to an end. I wasn’t sure how I did; he was all I could think of. I was obsessed. Slowly I put away my pencil and calculator, making sure I was the last student in the room. When everyone was gone I made my way to the front of the classroom.

“How do you think you did?” he asked as I reached his desk.

“Oh I don’t know. I hope I did alright, I was having problems concentrating.” I looked him straight in the eye as I said it and then walked over to his side of the desk.

“Was there something on your mind?”

I looked down at his crotch, the outline of his cock visible through the fabric of his pants. Without saying a thing, I dropped to my knees and unzipped his trousers. I pulled out his semi hard cock and lowered my head to his crotch. I wrapped my lips tightly around his shaft taking it all the way to the root. His hands gripped the back of my head as he started guiding me up and down on him. His deep thrusts told me he wanted this as much as I did.

“Fuck that feels so good,” he moaned. “Mmmm yeah, keep sucking that cock.”

I wrapped my lips tightly around him concentrating on his fat bell shaped head. I slid my tongue in his slit and sucked out all the pre cum that had built up inside him. His moans grew louder, his breathing quickened, I felt his cum rising up his shaft, but before he could shoot, he pulled out of my mouth. Bringing me up to him he shoved his tongue in my mouth, kissing me hard.

His hands pulled at my jeans until