Sam scribbled through the test before him, hand gripping his hair as he did. Every question requiring his full attention and taking longer than they should. Painstakingly, he finished every question as best he could before starting the next without a moment to pause. Finally, as the instructior was walking towards him to college the test in its current state, Sam finished the last question.

Despite nearly running out of time, Sam was confident he would receive an acceptable grade. The next week as the graded test was placed into his hand, his heart dropped. Dread filled him as questions of what he’d do next pounded his conscious mind, screaming in unison preventing any one from gaining dominance.

In fat red letters across the top, Sam could read ‘Unweighted: 15% Weighted: 59% Grade: F’. Sam had just fucked himself, royally screwed himself over. Not only was this his first ‘F’ ever, but it came from the worst possible class. This was the hardest class in the major, the one class that separated the boys from the men, those who would graduate from the program and those who would drop out or change majors.

Looking up at the instructor before she’d moved away, Sam recognized a shake of regret. She knew Sam couldn’t recover from this blunder. This momentary flash of non-verbal communication did nothing but heighten the already overwhelming feeling of dread that held him hostage.

In his bedroom Sam laid on his bed, attempting to jerk off. Normally a daily ritual for the young virgin, he’d been struggling since he’d sucked Roger’s cock. Porn wasn’t helping, as having a cock in view reminded him of Roger. Lesbian porn also didn’t work, somehow the women just didn’t seem as hot as they used to be. Even Jasmine, the big breasted woman from his math classes, couldn’t fill his loins with lust like she once had.

Depressed, Sam decided to check up on one of the few people he considered a friend. Someone he had and could hopefully pour his problems out for with the hopes of reaching some enlightenment. A friend he had recently embarrassed himself with, his housemate Roger.

Knocking on the door, there was no answer. Thinking that Roger must be home at such an hour, he gently cracked the door open. Inside, he found Roger snoozing away in his boxers, enjoying an evening nap. He began to turn away, leaving Roger to sleep, when he noticed something peeking through the boxers. The head of Roger’s cock was peeking through, almost inviting Sam in.