College Job

“Who’s this?” I asked my friends, but they didn’t answer me, and I saw the girl jump off the couch.

“Daddy!” she cried out, leaping off the floor and into Troy’s arms.

“Daddy?” I thought. My eyes went wide as I stared at the two. “Is she really your daughter, Troy?”

“Yeah, she is.” he smiled back. “Skylar, this is my daughter, Katie. Katie, this is one of daddy’s friends from work.”

“Nice to meet you.” Katie said in a cute little voice. I couldn’t help but smile and wave back at her as she waved at me. “Did you have fun at work daddy?” Katie asked her father.

“Yes I did.” Troy replied, nuzzling his nose to his daughters and giving her a big smile. “Where’s the sitter?” he asked, getting serious and looking around.

“She’s in the bathroom.” Katie smiled, and at that, the bathroom door open. A freshmen high school girl came out in a plain black tee, jeans and her hair done up in a pony tail.

“Hi there,” she smiled, looking at the three of us, “back from work?”

“Yes we are,” Bradley said as we came into the apartment. “Thanks again for babysitting for us Molly.” He then pulled out his tips from his back pocket, and handed the sitter a couple of ten dollar bills. She thanked Bradley for her pay, and asked for a ride home. Bradley offered, and ushered her out to his car.

“Come on Katie, mommy’s going to be here soon. So I suggest that you pack everything you brought. Okay.” Troy smile got bigger as he placed his daughter on the ground, and she ran towards one of the rooms.

“You didn’t tell me you were married.” I gasped out, once Katie was out of ear shout.

“I wasn’t.” Troy replied, going over to the open kitchen and pulling a Miller Light out of the fridge.

“Then…” I pointed to the direction that Katie was in and he snickered.

“I had a life in high school.” Troy said, giving me the story of how he had a daughter. “I was seventeen, had good grades, good friends, and one hot boyfriend at the time—no it wasn’t Bradley. But our flame for each other burnt out quickly, and one night we had a fight. So, after our quarrel, I went out for a drive, and stumbled onto a party that my friend was having. I got high and drunk, just to try to forget my love. Well…” he paused to take a swig of his beer bottle before he continued, “as the night wore on, I started hitting on girls. The next thing I remembered about that night, was waking up the next morning in bed, with my best girl friend—naked, and still in her with no protection.”

“That must have sucked.”

“It did, I felt so bad for taking advantage of my friend. I didn’t know how many times I apologized, but she forgave me. She even told me she liked it. But a few weeks later, we both started to get scared after she told me she had missed her period. A month later, she tells me she’s pregnant with my child. And then eight months after that…Katie was born.”

“Whoa.”

“Yeah, tell me about. But I love both girls with all my heart and soul.” He smiled as Katie came through the door, her small overnight bag packed and ready to leave. “Ready?”

“Yep!” she gave a non-tooth smile, and went back over to the couch to watch her program.

“I’ll get it!” Troy said when the door bell rang, and he got off the couch to answer the door. I sat on the couch and watched as Troy opened the door to reveal a pretty little thing in a waitress outfit, her reddish blonde hair tied up in a bun. “Hello there, Lea.” Troy said sweetly to the waitress. “Care to come in?”

“Hi Troy.” the waitress said. “I would love to, but it’s late, and it’s passed Katie’s bed time.

“Mommy!” Katie shouted, jumping from the couch and running to her mom. I smiled at the family and turned off the TV. Getting up, I walked over towards Katie’s belongings, gathered them up for her, and handed them to her. “Thank you, Skylar.” Katie said in a sweet voice and smiled.

I smiled back at her and waved good-bye as the two girls left the apartment. I sighed once that the door was closed, and walked back over to the couch.

“Now then…” Troy hissed, “Now that my family’s gone and my boyfriend is not here yet, why don’t we have some fun?” He planted himself right in my lap and straddled my hips, caressing my cheek with the back of his hand.

“Um…” I didn’t know what to do or how to react to this. If Bradley came back and found his lover on me he would flip, and probably kick me out. Just then, I heard the door start to rattle and I held my breath, thinking that it was Bradley; the door swung open.

“Oh…hi Psymon!” Troy said, looking up from me, and seeing a tall figure wearing black leather chaps, blue jeans, and a zip up leather jacket with a black helmet, looming in the doorway.

“Psymon?” I questioned to myself. “This guy can’t be that jerk from Ace?” But I was wrong. Just as I was finishing my thought, the figure removed his helmet and my mouth dropped open as I saw Psymon’s sorrowful looking face revealed. “What…what is he doing here?” I thought out loud.

“I live here.” Psymon replied coolly as he walked over towards the fridge. “You guys want a beer?” he called.

“Yeah!” Troy called back, and Psymon tossed him his second one for the night. “Skylar, want one?”

“Um…” I didn’t have time to reply as Psymon tossed Troy a second beer, and he handed it to me. “Thanks.” and I twisted the top off and took a swig.

“Say, Psy…did Boss-man give you anymore of his stash?”

“You mean this?” Psymon smirked, taking a small bag of white powder from his back pocket and I saw Troy’s face light up.

“How much?”

“Forty.”

“Damn, that’s expensive shit.”

“Well its good shit.”

“Fine then. Here.” and Troy slapped the money into Psymon’s hand, and they exchanged their goods. “Hope it’s good.”

“Oh, it is.” Psymon sniffled. “I’ve had my share tonight. Now don’t bother me for the rest of the night, my head hurts.”

“Goodnight!” I called for no reason whatsoever, and he gave a weak wave as he opened his bedroom door and disappeared behind it.

“Now then, shall we get this party started?” Troy smirked, kneeling down in front of me and opening the small bag of white powder.

“What’s that?” I asked, kneeling down next to him and watching as Troy dumped the contents of the bag out onto the coffee table. I knew exactly what it was but I just wanted to make sure.

“It’s coke.” Troy replied, giving me a devilish smile. And he started portioning out the contents of the bag on the table.

“Dude!” I heard a voice yell from the front door, and we both stared up at Bradley who walked through the door. “You started to party without me?”

“Sorry,” Troy smiled. “Would you like to have the first round?”

“Thank you,” Bradley smiled back, “But I think Sky should have the first sniff.”

“What, me?” I gasped. “But I’ve never tried drugs in my life!”

“There’s a first time for everything.” Troy smirked, whispering into my ear and taking a lick at my earlobe.

I gasped at the touch and stared at the cocaine lying out on the table. Thinking, I didn’t know what to do. Finally I made up my mind and gulped. Taking the small tube from Troy’s hands, I leaned down towards the white powder drug and held one side of my nose. Taking a deep breath in, I snuffed up the drug and nearly gagged as I felt it going up my nose and then down my throat.

“Well done.” Bradley clapped, taking the tube from my hands. It was his turn and he sniffed the drug quicker than I did. He passed it back to Troy who followed Bradley and I, and huffed it even quicker. We passed the tube around a few more times and after the third time, I started to feel good. Laughing at things that weren’t funny and falling all over the floor. Taking a swig of my fifth alcoholic beverage that night, I fell into Bradley’s lap and started laughing up a storm.

“I think you had enough for tonight.” Troy slurred his words and tried to get up, but he fell back down and landed right on me.

“We are so drunk.” I laughed, staring up at the two and started laughing harder.

“I’m not drunk!” Bradley proclaimed, but I could tell by his speech he was.

“No, just stoned.” Troy said, getting up and sitting on the couch. “So, what kind of outfit will you be wearing when you dance?” he asked me, leaning towards me and caressing my cheek again.

“I don’t know. Is there any more coke?” I asked, I was stoned right now, and I found I was slowly coming off my high that I needed more.

“Sorry, all out. And I don’t think Psymon has any more.” Bradley sighed. “So you don’t have anything to wear?” he said, changing the subject. I shook my head.

“Wait; let’s talk about something else that’s more important.” Bradley burst in.

“Like what?” I asked, cocking my head to the side as I looked up at my friend.

“Your sex life,” he smiled and gave out a little laugh as he stared at me. “Are you still a virgin?” I got all embarrassed and nodded my head. “So, you and Mallory haven’t done it before?” I nodded again, and my face grew redder.

“In that case…” Troy smirked, and he grabbed my face, pushing me down hard as he placed his lips over mine in a forceful kiss.

“What are you doing?” I gasped through the kiss, trying to push him off me.

“Taking your virginity,” he smiled. “We don’t want you to scream and be uncomfortable on your first night of dancing, and having your first fuck be painful. Do you?” I shook my head, imagining my first night as a dancer in pain. “That’s a good boy. Bradley…would you care to join me?” he asked his love, turning around and smiling at him.

“Thought you would never ask.” Bradley smirked and he started to undo my pants.

“Stop, please!” I shouted, kicking at my friend as he pulled my jeans down to my ankles.

“Hold on.” Bradley called, and both Troy and I stared down at him. “What are these?” he asked, and I saw he was looking at the kind of underwear that I had on.

“Is that a girl’s thong?” Troy asked, shocked at the sight, and holding back his laughter as he eyed the small pink thong that my small erection was popping out of.

“Yes.” I said embarrassingly. “It’s my girlfriend’s.”

“You stole you’re girlfriend’s thong?!” Bradley gasped.

“No, I borrowed it for work.” I replied.

“Oh, no, no, no. This will never do,” and he slid the panties down with my jeans.

I was going to yell at him to stop for a second time, but Troy captured my mouth while it was open, and drove his tongue down my throat. Gagging, I groaned as I felt Troy’s tongue dance around mine, moaning in pleasure. I started to push harder to try to get the pair off me, but it was no use. I gasped while I arched my back off the floor as I felt Bradley’s mouth engulf my now fully erect cock, and started to suck on it gently. I finally gave up once pleasure sank in and I moaned, kissing back as my tongue tangoed with Troy’s.

“Enjoying yourself now, are you?” Bradley laughed, stroking my cock for a while before sucking on it again.

I let out a loud moan; I was really torn between the two. I didn’t know which area to focus on: the kiss that Troy and I shared, or the blowjob that Bradley was giving me. I really loved the feeling that they were giving me, but I couldn’t think straight and it tore my body in two. Trying to think, I said the first name that came to mind and I moaned it out though the kiss.

“Oh…Bradley, don’t stop!”

“Hear that?” Troy replied, ending our kiss and turning towards his lover. Bradley nodded, bobbing his head and continued on with the blowjob, sucking deeper and harder as he massaged my balls in one of his hands.

“Please.” I breathed, “Please, I can’t take anymore.” I gulped, “I can’t handle both of you. So…”

“Don’t worry,” Bradley breathed. “I’ll be the only one making you feel good tonight.” He gave me the evilest looking grin that I’ve ever seen, and he hoisted me onto the couch. Pulling off my shirt, he attacked one of my nipples and started sucking on it. Moaning, I hugged his head tight against my chest, and arched into him. He started nibbling on me, making my nipples erect. Once that was done, he started trailing kisses down my chest, stomach and abs before engulfing my member once again and sucking it down to the base. I gasped again as he pushed a finger inside me, and moaned out in pain. The finger soon became fingers, and he started to push in and out as he continued to bob and suck on me. Moaning out now for pleasure, I leaned my head down on the pillow behind me and turned my head towards Troy, who I saw had a video camera in one hand and was stroking his cock with the other.

“What are you doing with that?” I asked.

“Filming,” he smiled, zooming in on Bradley blowing me and Bradley looked up and smiled.

“Please don’t film this.” I pleaded, but he ignored me, and continued filming as Bradley continued to suck me off.

It took a little while before I forgot that Troy was filming this, and all together I lost my senses. Taking a deep breath, I let out a long moan as I ran my fingers though Bradley’s thick strands of hair. Arching my back against the couch, I was on the verge of coming, but something in my head told me not to and I tried to hold it in the best I could.

“Ready?” Bradley asked, his breath was hot as he breathed down my bare chest. I panted as I nodded, and he readjusted me on the couch again before he started to ease his way in.

“WAIT!” I yelled, stopping him before he drove into me bareback. He stared at me, and thought that I was chickening out, but I wasn’t. I licked my lips and stared up at the guy who was going to take my innocence away from me through lustful eyes. “Do you have protection?” I breathed, moving my gaze back and forth from Bradley to Troy.

They didn’t say anything at first, but stared at each other for a while, wondering if I was speaking some foreign language of some kind. But after a minute or two, Bradley kissed me on the head and climbed off the couch. A moment later, he came back with a small plastic package in his hands and he tossed it over to me.

“Put it on,” he demanded, sternly. I didn’t know what he meant at first, but I nodded and tore open the condom wrapper. I tossed the trash over the side as I pulled the rubber out, and over Bradley’s meaty cock. I smiled as I looked up and saw Bradley, and he gave me a soft smile in return. I gasped as he lifted my ass up into the air, and opened up my hole with one hand as he squeezed lube down my entrance. I let out a loud gasp as the cold gel ran into me, and up into my tight ass.

“Now, are you ready?” Bradley asked, lowering my ass back down, and pressing his now condom covered cock against my entrance. I nodded and he smiled down at me. I opened for him as he leaned down; sharing a rather passionate and lustful kiss as he slowly entered me. I groaned as pain shot though my entire body and my eyes shot open. Staring up at Bradley, I saw his face was calm and he looked beautiful as I watched him kiss me. I moved my gaze over to Troy who was still jerking off, rather hard now, and still filming my first time fucking. “Relax.” Bradley breathed, moving his kisses along my jaw line and earlobe, nibbling on it like it was a piece of meat. I gasped as pleasure mixed with pain, and I felt my body being torn apart once more.

He didn’t move once he was all the way inside me. We just lay in one another’s arms and shared a passionate kiss between friends. The pain soon subsided, and I gave him the okay for him to start moving slowly. I closed my eyes as I enjoyed the pleasure that I felt as Bradley pulled himself out of my ass, only leaving the tip in, and the pushing it back in.

“Faster!” I demanded, after a few thrusts, and without a word he started plowing into me like I was one of his clients. I moaned all kinds of sounds as I began to feel myself rising. Groaning, I took my cock in my hands and started stroking it in time with Bradley’s thrusts.

“Fuck!” I heard Troy cry out from beside me, and I turned to see him walking over to me with the video camera still rolling. “I can’t take this anymore. Suck on it,” he demanded, and I opened to engulf Troy’s hard member as I continued to stroke myself and getting filled up by Bradley.

Staring up at Troy, who looked like he was in his own little world now and had the camera right on me, zoomed in and out as he got a picture of Bradley as well. Taking a deep breath, I sucked hard on Troy, grabbing his balls in my free hand and massaging them through my fingers. Bradley quickened and hardened his pace as I sucked his lover off, and I twisted my body when I felt every inch of my body shiver.

“Ah…Please,” I gasped, “I can’t take much more of this…I’m going to come soon.” I was holding my load, my vision started to get blurry with each passing moment, and I yelled out as I tried to hold myself a little bit longer.

“Shit, you’re getting tight.” Bradley grunted, his thrusts were started to slow down, and it was harder for him to penetrate my ass as it was tightening up against his cock.

“AW, DON’T BITE!” Troy yelled as I clenched my teeth around his cock, biting him hard at the base

“Shit…fuck….I’m….AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” I was going to warn them that I was coming, but it was too late, and I bit down on Troy’s cock as I came all over both mine and Bradley’s chest.

I lay silent as Bradley gave a few more thrusts into me before he came, having the condom catch his seed as he spilled it. Groaning, I opened my mouth as Troy demanded, and he groaned as he came in strands on my face. I was able to catch a few strands, and I swallowed them whole, moaning at the bitter and sweet taste once again.

“That was good.” Bradley sighed, easing out of me and sitting down on the couch. “Too bad I had to wear this stupid thing.” He pulled the used condom off as he talked and moaned once it was all the way off.

“Give me that.” Troy said, and Bradley handed his seed filled condom to his love. I watched though half opened eyes as Troy started pushing the cum up the rubber tube, sucking on the sweet nectar. I smiled to myself, wanting to taste Bradley’s junk too, but Troy wouldn’t share, so I had to settle with imaging how it would taste. “You okay?” Troy asked me, once he was finished with the condom. He tossed it into a small trash can nearby and rejoined us back on the couch.

“I’m fine.” I moaned, rotating my body so that I was now lying face up and looking at the ceiling.

“Had fun?” Bradley asked.

“It was a blast!” I cried. Smiling, but I knew that the pleasure that I was feeling would turn into pain tomorrow morning.

“Glad to hear it!” and he slapped the inside of my thigh, just inches away from my now limp dick. I quickly covered myself just in case he was going to hit it, and I was glad he didn’t. “Well…goodnight, Sky.” Bradley yawned, “See you in the morning.”

“Wait!” I called out, stopping my friends as they were disappearing into the hallway. “Where am I going to sleep?”

“The couch pulls out into a bed.” Troy replied, “And there are sheets and pillows in the hall closet, I’ll get you some.” He came back a few moments later with a big blanket and a pillow for me. I thanked him as he helped pull out the bed, and he gave me a kiss good night on the forehead when I was between the sheets.

“Goodnight.” I called to him as he went over to the light switch.

“Good night, sweet prince,” I heard Troy said, quoting Shakespeare‘s Hamlet, “and may flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.” And with that, he turned off the light and I soon drifted off to sleep, dreaming of what happened tonight and what was to come from my promotion.