Poorly Kept Secret (3/?)

Isha couldn't hide the smile on his face when he noticed Jeff walking over with a tray of bananas. Isha wasn't expecting Jeff to take to the suggestion quite so easily but he guessed he underestimated just how much Jeff wanted to obey suggestions. Every day at lunch Jeff had made a point to sit next to Isha and eat some sort of suggestive food with his lunch. The first day it was a salad with extra cucumbers. The next day it was just a plain raw cucumber. The day after that, it was baby carrots dipped in Ranch dressing ("You know what Stephen Colbert says about baby carrots" Jeff had said before he took the first bite.) And so then the day after that Jeff took it even further and was apparently planning to eat three whole bananas on the side of his lunch. Jeff opened the first banana and slowly began to deep throat it. "You know I uh. . . really like eating bananas," said Jeff (after swallowing, of course.) "I've noticed," said Isha. He looked over his shoulders to make sure there weren't too many people watching. When Isha looked back, there was only one banana left on the tray. "You uh. . . wanna share this last banana with me?" said Jeff. At that, Isha couldn't stop himself from laughing. It was the best reaction to give anyway, he didn't want to give in to Jeff's advances too soon. It was better to have him think that Isha thought that Jeff was joking. Everyone knows the best strategies involve making people think you think they think things. Jeff finished his last banana just as the rest of their acquaintances arrived for lunch. (Jeff and Isha were the only ones not taking "An Introduction to the Effects of External Chemicals on the Brain" out of the common lunch group that semester.) "I never knew that poppy seeds had caused so much trouble in the world!" said Colleen. "Hey, Hey you guys, did you two knows about the terrors of poppy seeds?" She held out the word 'you' for the length of five words, and her tone during the word seemed to go up through the scales. "What, because of opium?" said Jeff. "Yeah, opium is terrible!" Colleen wasn't the brightest bulb. Isha at this point had already finished his sandwich, and Jeff was done with his Bananas. So he strategically checked his watch and exclaimed "Oh my! Jeff and I are gonna be late for botanical studies!" Jeff, of course, believed him, and went along with him out of the cafeteria. Talking about opium with Colleen was definitely not something Isha wanted to do. Once they were out into the lobby, Isha stopped walking and just sat on the ground. "Isha! What are you doing?! We're gonna be late for botanical studies! And I can't remember what room it's in!" said Jeff. "We don't have botanical studies, the college doesn't offer it. I just didn't want to talk about Opium with Colleen. It would have been so boring." "Oh, okay, good, for a moment there I was worried." Jeff sat down on the hard linoleum floor next to Isha, slightly closer than most people would normally sit. They read textbooks to pass the time, Isha could tell though that Jeff was resisting the urge to rest himself on Isha. ------------ That night, Isha had put Jeff back into trance. He liked the flirtatiousness, but recognized that it didn't really do much. It was fun but not rewarding. So instead he had another idea. "Jeff, my friend, I want you to listen carefully. Trust me, the advice I'm about to give you will be very useful to you. You know you want to suck my cock, you want to suck it so badly, but of course I only want my cock sucked if it's a good suck. Have you sucked a cock before?" "No" said Jeff, he almost sounded embarrassed to say it. "Well then, if you want to get good then you're going to have to practice. Trust me, you going to find that you will want to practice as much as you can. You're going to find cocks to suck, and you're going to suck them. You will practice and practice because when you finally get to suck my cock, you want it to be the best blowjob you can give. You will find that if any man asks you to suck his cock, you won't be able to say no, because you will just find it as a great opportunity to improve your cock-sucking skills. And you know, that if I know, that you're great at sucking cocks, then I'll be more likely to let you suck my cock. So whenever you suck cocks, you're going to want to brag about it to me that night. You're gonna want to describe in detail all the cocks you sucked and how, in order to give me an idea of how great a cocksucker you are. Trust me, this is something you want. You can always trust me, nothing I say is ever untrue. . ." --------------- Jeff woke up that morning feeling especially horny. He really wanted to suck a cock. All night he'd had dreams of sucking cocks. And just because the world seemed to always conspire against him, that morning class was talking about cocks. The biology of cocks and how they connect to the brain. So that meant the whole lecture they were showing huge blown up pictures of cocks. Just what Jeff needed. Every time a new cock came up on the projector, Jeff would turn his head to Isha and raise his eyebrows, then glance down. He didn't even notice how often he was doing it. He couldn't help it! What Jeff didn't notice, was that the guy sitting to the left of Isha (So that Isha was between the guy and Jeff) thought that Jeff had been looking at him when he did those eyebrow raises. And maybe he was, he wasn't too sure. This guy's name was Grant. That night, Grant approached Jeff on his way back to the dorms. "I saw you looking at me" he said. His eyes quickly glanced downwards, then back up. Jeff wasn't sure what to say. "I uh. . . I liked your offer. Wanna come back to my dorm? It's a single," then Grant winked. The cogs in Jeff's brain triggered and Jeff agreed to go with Grant. Grant's room was even less than half the size of the one that Jeff and Isha shared. Singles tended to have only just enough room to fit the one person, so even with only Grant and Jeff it was pretty cozy. Just to get some personal space, Jeff had no choice but to sit on Grant's bed. Grant started undoing his belt and unzipping his pants. He was very presumptuous about all this, he was lucky that Jeff wasn't in a position to resist. Jeff's mouth began to salivate, and when Grant's cock popped out he immediately jumped forward to get at it. Grant put his hand on Jeff's head and stopped him. "Woah! Not too hasty!" said Grant. Grant was now standing, naked, and Jeff was on his knees looking up, pushing his forehead against Grant's hand. Jeff stared at Grant's cock as it slowly grew more erect. Grant's namesake seemed to come from his cocksize, it was pretty impressive. The best way to describe Grant's cock was that it was imposing. It imposed it's presence unto you and you felt the need to submit to it. At least, that's how Jeff would describe it. After an entire grueling minute, Grant finally let go and let Jeff suck his cock. Jeff's first attempt at giving a blowjob was pretty sloppy. He at least knew to cover his teeth, but other than that he wasn't very good at it. When it was done, Grant couldn't help but think that with all of Jeff's enthusiasm, he was kind of disappointing. Grant slapped Jeff on the cheek with his cock, just cause he could, and then got dressed again. Jeff smiled, thanked Grant, then went back home to his dorm room. Isha found Jeff's incredibly enthusiastic descriptions of the event to be pretty amusing, and it gave him an idea. Jeff couldn't say no to sucking a cock, so Isha thought he'd start spreading it around that Jeff would never say no. That way Jeff would never be short on practice.