I look up into his eyes. He smirks and kisses me. “I’m glad you called,” he whispers.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. You never would’ve gotten toilet paper on the top of that tree without my help.”
I laugh a little. “Oh, right.”
“And riding my cock was nice, too.”
“Right. Of course.” I bite my lip. “Can I ask you something?”
“Sure,” he says, tracing his fingertip down my back.
“Would you be trying to help me so much if we weren’t… you know.”
“Fucking?” He smiles. “Yeah, I would. Maybe not as hard. Probably wouldn’t come TP that fucker’s house with you. But yeah, I’d be trying to help.”
I nod a little and rest my head against his chest. I can hear the dull thump of his heart and I snuggle up tighter. “That’s what I thought.”
I let him hold me for a while and sink into that safe and happy feeling.15DavidChloe gets up early, showers, and gets dressed. I watch her pull her clothes off and feel my cock stir. I think about pulling her back into bed and letting her straddle my face while I lick that slick, perfect-tasting pussy. Maybe she can turn around and gag on my cock while I make her come.
Instead, she kisses me on the lips. “I really do have an early class today,” she says. “See you later?”
“Sure.” I tilt my head. “See you.”
She smiles and hurries out, and I collapse back onto my bed with a sigh. I close my eyes and think back over the night, over that trip to Erik’s house, the toilet paper, the guy yelling from the window. I probably should’ve recognized whoever yelled, but I was so caught up in the moment that I didn’t notice.
Then later, Chloe riding my thick cock. Fuck, that girl can move. I feel myself getting hard again as I remember her getting down between my knees and sucking me off, swallowing every delicious little drop.
I get up not long later and take a long, hot shower. I get out, make some breakfast, and try to watch game tape, but I’m too distracted. I keep thinking about how stupid it was to go over Erik’s last night, how dumb it was to risk everything for some juvenile prank. He didn’t learn anything from that and we didn’t get anything but a sense of some bullshit accomplishment.
Nothing’s changed, except he has to clean out his trees. And hell, I bet he can get someone to do it for him.
I pull out my phone and text Chloe.Me: How’s class?
Chloe: Done already. What are you up to?
Me: Not much. Let’s meet up. Remember that fountain?
Chloe: Sure. I can meet you there in a half hour.
Me: See you soon.I get my ass off the couch, pull on some jeans and a t-shirt, then rummage through my cabinets and gather up a few things. I throw them in a bag, grab a blanket, and head out to my truck. I hop in, drive to campus, and park in my usual spot. I beat Chloe to the hidden fountain, and fortunately we have the spot all to ourselves.
I take the blanket from my bag, spread it out , and by the time I have everything set up, Chloe comes sliding through the bushes. She stops and stares down at me, and I grin back at her, gesturing at the little picnic I have set up.
“This is nice,” she says with a laugh. “What’s the occasion?”
“Just thought it would be fun.” I gesture at the spread. “Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Some string cheese that’s been in my refrigerator for a couple of weeks. And a nice sparkling apple cider to wash it all down.”
“Wow,” she says, grinning. “It’s like a feast for toddlers.”
“I know. Best I could do on short notice.”
“It’s great.” She walks over and sits. “I hope you’re not offended if I skip the junk food.”
“Fair enough.” I toss the cheese and sandwiches back in the bag. “That’s probably for the best.”
She laughs and leans back on her elbows. She’s dressed in a long skirt and a low-cut gray top. I take in her body and despite the fact that I just had her the night before, I feel myself stir all over again. I can picture her body sweating as she rides me, taking my shaft deep between her legs. I have to shake my head to get rid of the image.
“I’ve been thinking,” Chloe says.
“That’s good.”
She gives me a look. “How do you see all this ending?”
I shake my head. “I honestly don’t know.”
“That’s the thing. I don’t see how it’s ever going to stop. I mean, he won’t get in trouble with the administration, right?”
“No,” I admit. “That’s not going to happen.”
“So we need to make him stop.”
I nod slowly. “I’ve been thinking along those lines. We have to force him to back down.”