The Homework Assignment!

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“You are so fucked,” Marsha said as she blew on her freshly painted toe nails.

“All I have to do is get an A on this essay and I’ll pass the class.” I said as I touched up my lipstick in Marsha’s vanity mirror.

“Yeah good luck with that.”

“Do you think your brother would write it for me?”

“Your joking rite?”

“No I’m serious.”

“There’s no chance in hell he would.”

“Oh yeah, I bet you I can get him to.”

“You’re on slut. I’ve got a twenty that says you can‘t.”

Marsha knew as well as I did that her brother hated me. And for good reason, I have been quite mean to him over the years, but I had an ace up my sleeve. I have seen how Greg looks at me sometimes when he thinks I‘m not looking, all I would have to do is make him an offer any guy couldn’t refuse.

*Knock Knock*

“Who is it!” Greg yelled.

“Its Meg, I want to ask something.”

“I’m busy, leave me alone.” Greg screamed with an annoyed tone.

“Please it will only take a minute.” I said in my sweetest voice.

“I said fuck off you bit….ccchhhhh.” He said with a roar of relief.

“Listen you little worm I’m not going to leave until you hear what I have to say!” I said as I grabbed the door handle and tried to open the it. Unfortunately it was locked.

“Ok just give me a second.” He anxiously replied.

Forty-five seconds later, he opened his door just a crack, and said, “What do you want.”

“It’s kind of private, can I come in?”

“Ok, but make it fast.”

I sauntered into his room and sat on his bed. His room was a mess and had a mucky boy smell. I looked around his room as Greg stood next to the door with his arms tightly folded. His walls were filled with posters of scantily-clad models and celebrities. When I saw the wastepaper basket filled of tissues I arced back on his bed holding myself up with my arms and said, “I see you’ve been keeping busy.”

“What the fuck do you want?”

“Close the door and I’ll tell you.”

Sheepishly he closed the door, and barked, “Ok What do you want.”

“Why Greg, what would make you think I want something?” I said a I batted my eyes.

“Maybe because in all the years you’ve know Marsha you’ve never once been nice to me or asked to come into my room, and you sure as hell have never called me Greg before. You want something, what is it?”

“It’s not so much what I want but what I can offer?”

“What do you mean?” Greg squeaked.

“I have a proposition for you Gregie.” I said as sluttishly as possible while I spread my legs just slightly. The whole scene felt like it was right out some bad B movie. “I have a written essay due Monday.”

“Dream on! There no way I’m going to write your essay you lazy bitch.”

“Hold on, just hear me out. This essay Is very important to my grade, and I know how smart you are and what a wiz you are in History.”

“And I should care because?”

“Because…. If you write this essay for me…. I’ll suck your cock.”

The Look on Greg’s face was priceless. He looked as if he had just won the lotto, but couldn’t find the ticket.

“What did you just say?” Greg stammered.

“You heard me, if you write my essay I will suck your cock.”

Greg was speechless. I surveyed his crotch but could see no sign of activity. I was getting mixed signals, maybe he was just nervous.

“What do you say Gregie, all you have to do is have my little essay written by tomorrow. If you say yes I’ll suck you off right now. You can fuck my mouth and take all your aggression out you had for me over the years. You can shoot your load down my throat and I’ll gobble your jizz up like a hungry little whore. Or maybe you would rather blast off all over my bratty face.”

Greg nodded and I crawled over to him on all fours and kneeled on my knees in front of him. I ran my hand up his leg and placed it on his crotch. Still no signs of life in there, I asked, “So do we have a deal?”

“I’ll write your essay.” Greg whispered.

“You’ll write my essay if I…?” I wanted to hear him say it.

“I’ll write your essay if you… suck my dick.”

That was all I needed to hear. Before he could change his mind I undid his pants and yanked them down to his ankles. I gasped when his fully erect dick sprang out. My gut reaction was to laugh and mock Marsha’s brothers absolute lack of manhood for all it was worth, but I know it could most definitely be a deal breaker. What was important right now was getting a good grade. With every ounce I willpower I possessed I kept a strait face and looked up at Greg. His face was filled with fear anticipating my response.

“Wow it’s pretty big.” I said as I grabbed his minuscule dick in between just two of my fingers. He must have bought it because he began to smile. Knowing I couldn’t keep a straight face for much longer I took his tiny member into my mouth. His dick tasted salty like cum, the little wanker must have just jerked off recently. With out even trying I was easily able to swallowed his entire dick. I bobbed up and down his short length as he moaned in ecstasy only a few times before I felt his sad load trickle down my throat. I sucked his little dick dry until I began to feel it soften in my mouth. His tiny limp dick, which was now the size of acorn, slided out of my mouth.

I looked up at him and said, “Mmmmm, yummy.” He frantically pulled up his pants trying to cover up his baby dick. I stood up and gave him a deep kiss letting him taste his own loser seed. “I’ll be by tomorrow night to pick up my paper.” I said before I left his room.

“That sure took a long time for him to say no.” Marsha snidely said when I returned.

“He didn’t say no.” I rebutted.

“No way! What did you have to do, fuck him?”

“No I only had to suck his little dick.” I said before letting go of all the laughter I had stored up.


I was laying on my bed pulling frantically on my dick thinking about my sister’s best friend Meg and what she was doing right now just two doors down in my sister’s room, when someone began knocking on my door. I looked over to make sure the door was locked. Holy shit it’s Meg, what could she want? I thought about stopping but I was so close and hearing her voice while I pulled on my pecker was to much.

“I said fuck off you bit…ccchhhhh.” I roared as I came all over myself. Fuck she was trying to come in. I quickly cleaned up my mess, tossed the soaked tissues into my wastepaper basket and opened the door. Fuck she wanted to come in. Oh my god, she looked so hot there laying on my bed. Shit, she saw the tissues.

My humiliation quickly turned to anger thinking about writing an essay for a bitch who has called me all kinds of degrading names and made my life miserable for years. Did she just say she’d suck my dick? Holy fuck, was I dreaming? I wanted to say yes so bad but I was terrified what she’d say when she saw how small I was. My little head, which was already hard as rock again, was doing a good job of convincing my big head that this was an offer I would be a fool to refuse. I both loved and hated when she called me Gregie. It made me melt every time. Why was I such a weaking?

Oh fuck did I just say yes? On my god she was touching it. Just as I was having second thoughts she pulled down my pants exposing my dick. At least she was not laughing yet. She just said it’s pretty big, was she serious? Oh my god she put it in her mouth. It feelt so good. No way… she’d got my whole thing in her mouth. I can’t hold it. Fuccckkkk!

I regained my senses and quickly pulled up my pants before she could see it get even smaller. She kissed me and I tasted my cum. Damn, I was totally getting hard again. As soon as she left I started jerking off again. After shooting another wad I started to worry she’d tell my sister about what had happened. Fuck what if she was lying and didn’t think I was big? She and my sister could be laughing at how small I was right now. No she wouldn’t tell her she sucked my cock, just so I would do her homework- that would make her such a slut. I drew in my breath, picked up some books, and began to work writing that hot slut an A+ paper, hoping to be able to “help“ her again real soon.

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