The freshman was last in the oral lineup, barely 18 but hung like a stallion—his large cock heavy and uncut, swinging low before Jason's face. Nervous energy crackled off him, but he followed the others' lead, threading his fingers through Jason's sweat-damp hair and pushing in slow at first, then faster as Jason's heat enveloped him. 

'Oh shit, that's good,' the freshman moaned, voice cracking with excitement, his thick shaft stretching Jason's lips wide as he humped forward, spilling hot pre-cum that Jason swallowed reflexively, the taste bitter and fresh.

The room filled with grunts and heavy breathing, the wet slurp of Jason's mouth working each cock, the occasional slap...