College Job

It had been a three weeks since I blew the drunk and had my scare. I didn’t know how it happened, but Boss-man found out and put me on suspension until I got the results of my tests. My theory was that Psymon found out somehow, and while they were having one of their fuck fests, he told him. I was so mad that I couldn’t work for three weeks; I didn’t know what to do during my nights. Mallory came over most of the time to keep me company, but I was going mad from my time off. The day I had my appointment, Troy, Bradley and I went to the doctor for testing. I was so nervous waiting with my friends; I had already flipped though four magazines, and my foot was bouncing as fast as my heart. Troy and Bradley were sitting on either side of me, and at the same time, they placed a hand on my legs and told me to relax.

“How can I relax?” I told them, “I’ve never sucked a guy off before who might have…” I wasn’t able to finish my sentence. Both Troy and Bradley covered my mouth. There were other patients waiting for the doctor, and I was yelling loud enough for them to hear me. I stared around the waiting room, and saw a least a dozen eyes staring back at me with confused and even some shocked looks. “Sorry.” I whispered to my friends, and I leaned back in my seat. I picked up another magazine, Cosmo, and started flipping though that. Halfway though, the nurse called all three of us in, and I was the first one to stand up. I practically ran into the exam room that the nurse put us in.

“The doctor will be with you shortly,” the nurse smiled as she shut the door, and all three of sat and waited.

As we waited, I hopped up on the exam table, and swung my legs back and forth out of nervousness. I looked around the exam room, staring at three different charts and little newspaper cartoon cutouts on the wall. As I continued to scan the room, I spotted a cabinet above the sink, and I knew that was where they kept the needles. I groaned, fearing that I might get a shot, and I had to lie down. I had never gotten an STI test before, so I didn’t know what to expect. I started to feel hot, wet tears fall down my cheeks as I thought about it, and covered my eyes with my arm.

“What’s wrong?” Bradley asked, walking over and wiping away my tears.

“I’m scared.” I told him, looking at him and Troy, who had followed his boyfriend over to see what was wrong with me.

“You shouldn’t be,” Troy said, standing on the opposite side of Bradley, “Everything will be okay.”

“How do you know?”

“’Cause me and Bradley have these tests regularly. Sure, we were scared the first time we had it done, but the test turned out negative. Trust me, we’re both positive that yours will be negative too.” He smiled at me and I sat up, looking from him to his lover and smiled. They smiled back, and at the same time planted a long forceful peck on either side of my face. I laughed, surprised at their actions and gave them a hug at once. Pulling an arm over each of their shoulders, I brought them close to my chest and they wrapped their arms around me, placing another kiss on my forehead and ear. As we parted, Bradley and Troy started attacking me with licks, sucks, nibbles and kisses along my neck and ear. I gasped, feeling their tongues along my flesh, it felt good and I let out a low moan. I heard my friends moan too, and I cocked my head towards the side so that Bradley and Troy could have easier access. Moaning again, I lay down and stretched myself out on the table so I could be able to enjoy the feeling.

Sadly, the feeling was short lived as the doctor came thought the door and interrupted our little episode. “Oh, sorry,” the doctor said, quite embarrassed that he had walked in on our little session. “Do you want me to come back later so you can have a little more time?”

“No, doc,” Troy replied, wiping his lower lip and went back towards his seat near the door. “So, how have you been?”

“I’m fine, Troy. Here for your six month test?” both Troy and Bradley nodded. “Okay, then…oh, who do we have here?” he asked, finally spotting me on the table and he smiled.

“Skylar Thompson.” I replied, outstretching my hand to shake his.

“Nice to meet you.” the doctor smiled, “I’m Dr. Skutner.” He searched though his folder, which he had in hands and shook his head. “Yes, you’re also here for testing as well.”

I nodded, “Yes, I’m worried that I might have an STD or HIV.”

“You’re too young to be having sex; how old are you?”

“Nineteen.” I told him.

“Wow, you look like your sixteen, but I guess you can’t complain.” He then sat down on his little stool and pulled out his pen, starting with me first. “Now then, I am going to ask you a number of yes or no questions, and you try the best you can to answer them, okay.”

I nodded and we got down to the questions, starting off light, like my name, age, and where I was born. As I answered them I noticed how they were getting tougher to answer, and quite embarrassing to say in front of my friends, but I tried to ignore their smiling faces. Other than that, Dr. Skutner made it real easy and comfortable for me to answer, and at the end of the questioning, it seemed like we were good friends.

“All right, just one more question and then we will draw some blood and then you are good to go,” he smiled and I smiled back at him, ready to answer the final question. “Have you ever been involved in sexual intercourse without using protection?”

I froze and I didn’t quite understand what he meant. “Meaning?”

“Meaning, have you fucked anyone without using a condom?” Bradley replied.

“I knew what he meant,” I told him, “But I just don’t understand if blowing someone means the same thing.”

“It does,” Dr. Skutner said, seriously. “One way that STD’s and HIV can be transferred is through semen, even if it is through the mouth, you can get it.”

“Well…”I sighed and told him, “I haven’t had anal sex before, but I’ve blown someone.”

“Okay,” the doctor casually said, and he wrote that down in my folder. “Now all we have to do is draw blood, and you will get the results within the next couple weeks.” He smiled and handed me a small piece of paper to take down the hall to draw blood. I smiled back as I hopped off the table, taking the paper from his hands and exiting the room.

After I had my blood drawn, I waited in the waiting room for Troy and Bradley to come out, which I found to be a very long time---an hour and a half to be honest. My questions and blood tests took only thirty minutes. When I got tired of waiting, I walked up to the front desk and asked if could go back to find my friends. The nurse allowed me, and the first placed I looked was the exam room; they weren’t there. I next checked the place where I got my blood taken; they weren’t there either. I then asked a nurse where Dr. Skutner’s office was, and she pointed me in the direction. I thanked her for her help, and I headed off towards the doctor’s main office.

“Whoa!” I gasped, beginning to knock, but surprised to see the door open and seeing Troy stepping out. “I was looking for you. Are you guys okay?”

“Yeah, we’re just fine.” He said, stepping out of the office so Bradley could get out. “Ready to go?”

“Yeah. Um…Troy, you have something…no other side.” I pointed to the corner of my lip to tell him he had something on his mouth, and he licked the corner of his lips. “You got it,” and with that, all three of us left the office. As we left, I happened to glance into Dr. Skutner’s office, and saw him throwing something away. Looking closely, I saw that it was a used condom. My mouth hung open and I figured that the stuff on Troy’s face was cum, but not just any cum, it was the doctor’s. I was speechless for the whole ride home; I couldn’t believe that my friends sucked, and even likely fucked the doctor.

Two weeks later, when I was in my Biology class, I got a phone call. I felt really embarrassed when it rang and I quickly turned it off. After class, I turned it back on and called the number back; it was the doctor’s office with my results. I almost cried when they told me I was negative, and that they would notify my boss at work. I was so excited that when I was meeting Mallory for lunch, I ran to her, giving her a big hug and kiss. \

“Sky, why are you so excited?” She asked, thinking that I had lost my mind.

“It’s nothing, it’s nothing.” I told her and, giving her another kiss before we sat down for lunch.

I went to work that night, and all the dancers there were real glad that I was back. I kept on getting air kisses and real kisses on my cheeks, or hard slaps on my ass as I walked through the club. The only one who was not happy to see me was Psymon. He just scoffed when I said hi to him and walked away.

“Happy to have you back.” Boss-man said as I saw him heading over towards his office.

“Happy to be back.” I yelled from across the way.

I was so happy to be back, Ace had turned into like a second home for me and I loved it. As I was helping Chris and DJ with setting up for tonight, Chris told me to clean off the dance poles. I got to work right on it, and grabbed the cleaning supplies in the bathroom. I started at the back pole that where located in front of Boss-man’s office, and over by the bar. It was kind of fun cleaning the poles, for some extra flavor, I bent down at the waist, and tried the best I could to clean the bottoms before I had to bend my knees. All three of us talked how good I was looking up on the pole and stroking it, getting it all clean. I thought so too as I got a look at myself in the mirror, and did a little dance in front of it. Twisting my hips, I smiled as I bent low to the ground and opened my legs, smacking the inside of my hips as I came up little at a time. I stuck my ass out, pretending that there were customers down below me and laughed. I started to get light headed, truly thinking that there were people below me, and I clenched the pole that I was cleaning. I closed my eyes, and tried not to let my stage fright get the best of me. Thinking of something else, I slowly got rid of it. But after I got rid of my fright, I started to hear music playing. I opened my eyes to find DJ at his booth, scratching up a beat for me to dance to. I laughed and placed the cleaning supplies down as I walked towards the main stage, as if I just made my entrance from the back of the club.

Acting as sexy as I could, I dipped my body once again, and smirked towards DJ. Listening to the music, I slowly unbuttoned my shirt as I twirled in a circle, dropping it where I stood. Running my fingers though my hair, I slowly started to spread my legs, sliding into the splits. I wasn’t looking, but I heard all kinds of reactions: from surprise groans, to cheers, I heard them all. Coming out of the splits, I slowly crawled over towards the center pole, only to stop in the middle and climb up on my knees. Closing my eyes, I started to grind my hips, feeling sexy and hot as I did it. I stood up after the tune changed, and slowly started to unbuckled my belt, only unzipping and unbuttoning my jeans. I continued to hear cheers from the audience, but now more people started to watch as waiters slowly trickled in for their shift. I could tell the song was going to end soon, so I decided to finish with a big bang. Taking three big long strides; I leapt off the stage and onto the middle pole. The crowd cheered as I started to twirl faster and faster on it. I started to feel dizzy, so I suck out my leg to slow down. When I stopped, I started to shimmy up to the top, sliding down half way, and then bending over backwards till my hands where planted firmly on the ground. I got a big cheer as I pushed off from the pole, and did a backwards cartwheel into another split. I smiled as I got up, holding my pants up as I walked back towards the main stage to get my shirt. As I redressed myself, I saw DJ walk over towards me, pulling out a ten spot from his money clip.

“What’s this for?” I asked as he handed me the money.

“You’ve done a fantastic job dancing.” DJ said. “I thought you earned a tip.” He winked at me as he walked away. I stared with disbelieve at the cash. It felt good to dance up there and I had lost my stage fright all together. As I stared at the cash, I noticed a few more people come up to me and tipped me for my performance. It was just for fun, but I must have done a great job for them to tip me.

“Skylar!” I heard Boss-man yell from his office doorway. I looked up from my thoughts, and saw that he was waving a finger at me to come. I gulped as I jumped off the stage, and made my way over towards the boss. “Please shut the door,” he called, his back towards me, and I shut the door when I was in his office.

Once the door was closed, I turned to see Psymon leaning up on the desk, his shirt lying on the floor. I stood glued to the spot as I stared at him, wondering if he snitched on me again. Before Boss-man was able to sit behind his desk, he walked over to Psymon and gently placed a kiss over his cheek. He whispered something in his ear, and they both smiled. Laughing, they shared a passionate kiss before Psymon left; picking up his shirt as he left.

“So…” Boss-man sighed, walking around his desk and sitting in his chair. “Did you enjoy yourself up on the pole?” he asked, smirking.

“Um….”

“It’s okay, you can tell me.”

“I actually had a fun time up there.” I replied.

He smiled and leaned his arms on his desk. “That’s good to hear. I myself, also enjoyed your little performance.”

“Thank you, sir.” I said, slightly embarrassed.

“I also heard from Psymon, that you brought a customer into the empty room we have. Is that true?”

“Yes.” I said with embarrassment. My face was glowing red now, and I thought that I was going to get in trouble for stealing a key.

“How much did he pay you for the job?”

“Standard price that a customer would pay to fuck Troy.” I replied again.

“Five hundred?” he asked, raising his eyebrows and I nodded. “Did he like it?”

“He said it was one of the best blowjob’s he ever had.”

“Care to prove that.” he smirked leaning back in his chair.

My mouth hit the floor and my eyes widened. I thought he was joking, but I could tell he was serious, and I circled around the desk and dropped to my knees. Taking a deep breath, I unzipped my boss’s pants and pulled his limp cock out. Breathing heavily, I started stroking it, gulping as I stared up at my boss who had no reaction to my ministrations. Stroking him a few times, I soon started sucking him, and I was able suck all of him to the base. I moaned, closing my eyes as I started bobbing my head up and down. I didn’t know how I was doing and I feared for my job. Changing my pace, I started to engulf him more, taking him further into my throat and started to juggle his balls in my hand. Hearing him hiss, I smiled and quickened my pace, moaning as I twirled my tongue around his head. Closing my eyes, I eased off his cock and started sucking under him. I took long licks of him and started sucking on his balls. My smile got bigger as I heard his breathing getting heavier, and he ran a hand though my hair.

“I think that will be enough,” he breathed, picking my head up and staring at me through lust filled eyes.

“Okay.” I breathed, standing up and going back over to the other side of my boss‘s desk.

“That was rather good.” Boss-man breathed again, “You even made me all hard. You do give good blowjobs.”

“Thank you.” I smiled.

“Do you have still had the key to the empty room?” I nodded, and pulled the room key out of my front pocket. I was going to return it to him when I had my break, but since he called me in, I thought no time would be better. As I leaned in to hand it to him, he held up his hand and closed his eyes. “Keep it.” he told me. “I want you to become one of my dances.”

“Really?” I gleamed.

“Yeah…I want you to. You have a hot body, a really hot dance, and you give a great blowjob,” he smirked at me and he crossed his arms.

“Thank you sir.” I smiled.

“Your welcome. But there are some things you need to get before you start dancing on stage.”

“Like what?” I asked, sitting down, and questioning what I might have to do.

“You need to get physical” he said, “and another STD test, just be safe, but you need to bring it in so I can have it with me on file.”

“Fine with me. Do I have to sign something or…”

“No.” he shook his head and smiled. “Are there any questions?” I shook my head, and I thank Boss-man for the promotion once again as I walk out of the office. “Can you do me a favor?” Boss-man called when I reached the door way. I turned to see what he wanted. “Could you please ask Psymon to come in here?.” He smiled, and I nodded in return.

“Yeah, Psymon!” I called when I got back into backstage, a big smile on my face.

“What?” Psymon asked, sounding annoyed. I found him at his make-up desk, leaning up against his chair in nothing but his boxers.

“Boss-man wants you…again.” He said nothing and walked out, giving me a cold stare as he passed by me.

“Why are you so happy?” Bradley asked, sliding into his ass-less chaps.

“Nothing,” my smiled got bigger, and I walked over towards an empty make-up desk chair and I sat in it the wrong way. “I just got good news from Boss-man.”

“What did he say?” Troy asked, taking up the questions that Bradley was asking. I smiled at them, and I didn’t even mind that Troy was standing naked beside me.

“Nothing…he just said that I got promoted.” I smirked, and gave a sideways glance over at him.

“Promoted?” both my friends gasped, and I nodded. “To what?”

“To a dancer.” I couldn’t help smiling, and I felt myself being lifted off the chair and into Troy’s arms.

“Oh, I am so happy for you!” he yelled out, twirling me all around though the room.

“Hey, stop that!” Bradley yelled out, watching his boyfriend start to plant kisses over all over my face..

“Sorry, Brad.” Troy cried out, “I’m just happy for you, Sky. Oh…we have to celebrate tonight.”

“Where at?” I asked.

“At our house, you have to spend the night.” Troy was now all excited and jumping for joy. I gave him a nervous smile, but agreed to spend the night with him and Bradley. “Yeah…we are getting stoned tonight!” Troy yelled, hooking me with his arm around my neck, and gave one last kiss over my temple.

For the rest of the night, I couldn’t stop smiling. Seeing Troy, Bradley, even Psymon up on stage made me want to up there and take over. My regulars weren’t too happy though, when I told them that tonight was my last night, and I got bigger tips than usual for telling them. Chad was also sad that I was leaving—that was what I told them so they could be surprised to see me on stage next week, rather than serving drinks down below.

“Aw, we were just becoming good friends,” he pouted, stomping his feet on the ground.

“Don’t worry,” I told him at the end of my shift, “I’ll still visit you guys here at Ace.” I gave him a hug as I left, and for an extra touch, I gave him a peck on the cheek. Breaking the hug, I watched as Chad glowed, and I laughed as I joined my friends. I smiled and waved good-bye to the rest guys as I left, and followed Troy and Bradley out of the club.

It was a twenty minute ride to their home. I was kind of nervous about spending the night at their home—I didn’t know what they were going to do. But thinking what Troy had said earlier, I knew that drugs and alcohol were going to be involved. When Bradley finally pulled up to the driveway, we all climbed out of the old red Cadillac that Bradley drove, and climbed up the stairs at the back of the duplex.

“We live on the top floor.” Bradley said, “No one lives in the bottom apartment, so we can make as much noise as we want,” he smiled as we all entered the apartment. Bradley opened the door revealing a lit up kitchen, a hallway, and a family room, where the TV was on with a little girl sitting on the couch and watching.