Professor

"My Modern Art professor is a total fucking asshole. He has this thing where he hates all the red-head and POC students. He gave me a zero on my heritage assignment, because Irish heritage had 'no merit.'" Derrick says, "but like he's really fucking hot. That's probably why he gets away with this shit."

"So you wanna fuck him?" you ask.

"I wanna fuck him over." Derrick says.

"Hmmm...I might just have an idea." you say.

"Alright, you know the plan Derrick," you say, handing him the phone.

"I go into his office hours, turn the camera on, and ask for extra credit?" Derrick says. You nod.

"Remember, play it up for the camera." you say. Derrick takes a deep breath and walks into the office.

"Uhmmm...professor Stone," Derrick says to the man at the desk.

"What is it,"

"I was wondering if I could get some extra credit after.." Derrick goes, this is your chance, you focus in onn the man at the desk. *click* you hear a thud in the hallway, looking forward you see Derrick.

"I failed the Heritage assignment, I really need the boost." Derrick says. You stand up.

"Do you know why I gave you a zero on that assignment," you say as Prof. Stone.

"Why,"

"Because Ireland is a country of pathetic little fags like you," you say standing up.

"Excuse me?" Derrick says, acting suprised. You step around the desk.

"Don't believe me? I can fucking prove it to you." you say, "You wanna pass my class, fucking suck my cock."

"No," Derrick says, making sure to stay in the shot of the camera he had set up.

"You don't say no to me fag," you say grabbing Derrick's shoulder. You could feel how strong Prof. Stone was. "On your knees or I fail you." you push him down.

"Please no," Derrick pretends, although he was already hard.

"Sucking it boy," you push Derrick against your crotch. Derrick's face against the professor's cock is starting to get you hard. "Take it out." you say pulling his head away so he can unbutton your pants. Professor Stone's cock flops out from behind the waste band of his underwear. You guide Derrick's face to the cock, all while he protests, but you know it's an act. The familiar feeling of Derrick's mouth on the unfamiliar body was enough to make you moan a pathetic sounding moan, which gives you an idea.

"Ooohhh yeah, suck me you fucking red hot piece of shit. Gingers make me so fucking wet," you moan, as high pitched as you could muster, all while aggressively ramming Derrick's head back and forth on your cock. You feel yourself getting close, but you can't let that happen, not yet. You throw him off your cock and shover your pants off. Turning around, you grab Derrick's head again, this time forcing it on Prof. Stone's ass.

"Eat it fag." you say and you can feel Derrick's tongue enter your hole. Derrick's acting had plateaued. He was enjoying himself too much to keep it up. You slap him as he eats you, hopefully to get him to shed a few tears. It works. You move over to the sofa in his office and drag Derrick over.

"Fuck me Irish bitch," Prof. Stone says.

"No," Derrick says, but to this, you rip off Derricks shirt.

"Fuck me or next time I rip your dick off you little fucker." you say. Derrick slowly undoes his pants and lines his cock up with Prof. Stone's hole. {if Derrick Bottom = true}Derrick looked disappointed. He was probably looking forward to getting his hole full of cock, but we both knew that bottoming hurts more for the fragile straight man ego. {endif} He thrust in {if Derrick Top = true} and the familiar feeling of Derrick's cock felt incredible matched with the tightness of Prof. Stone's ass. It was a familiar pain, one you had felt when your ass was once this tight, but you were too aroused to care about the pain. {else} and the feeling of Derrick's cock in your ass felt incredible. Even though Prof. Stone was tight, you were to aroused by the thought of recking this man's life to notice to the pain."{endif}

You moaned the most pathetic bitch moans you could, ravenously pumping Derricks cock for all you could.

"Nobody gets me wet like a fucking irish fag." you say, "That's why I hate them, they're just so fucking hot, I can't sleep without fingering my hole imagining one fucking me."

Derrick moans, set over the edge by your denigrating remarks about the prof. He shoots a load in his professor. The feeling of the professor's tight hole full of cum makes you erupt, shooting your hot cum all over Derrick's bare chest.

"Good boy." you say walking over to your pants in a heap on the floor. Putting them on, you gesture to the door. "That will be all." you say. Derrick nods and puts his cock away, picking up the camera stealthly as he left. Walk to the door and touch your old body. *click* The professor gives you a strange look, but you quickly run down the hallway with Derrick. Prof. Stone doesn't follow you.

"OMG I can't believe that worked!" Derrick says. He looks at the recording.

"Fuck me or next time I rip your dick off you little fucker." the recording plays.

"What should we do with it?" Derrick asks