Chapter 2
Katarina (Kat)

I thought about Mr. Gorgeous eyes all day and not the way I usually

think about men. Usually, when I see someone I find attractive I

fantasize about having sex with them, go home, use my vibrator and

am happy for the rest of the day. But, Mr. Gorgeous eyes, I just want to

see again. I just want to look at him and take in all the details of his

features. I wait around campus until 5 pm to give my sister, Katherine and niece,

Kayla a ride home. Her car’s been in the shop for 2 days so I’ve been

chauffeuring them around. I don’t mind because I get to spend time

with two of my favorite people. I go to the daycare to pick Kayla up.

I walk in and greet the employees. I turn to my little angel and say in an

exaggerated, drawn out voice, “ hiii… pumpkin”, and am rewarded by a

beautiful smile full of recognition. Kayla sits in a customized wheelchair,

packed and ready to roll. Kayla is not diagnosed with a certain

condition. The doctor’s claim the umbilical cord was wrapped around

her neck during childbirth therefore depriving her of oxygen for a few

minutes this caused various abnormalities. She has no use of her

legs, she can use her arms, and so far in her short life has not been able

to form any coherent words but can make sounds. She does, however,

have facial expressions that will definitely let you know how she’s

feeling. I give her a kiss on her forehead as those big brown eyes of hers

stare up at me and wheel her out. “Alright, sweetie, let’s go get your

mama and go home, whatcha say?” “Yes, me too.” I tell her. Katherine

lives at home with our parents. After Kayla was born, her boyfriend

could not handle Kayla’s condition, so the fucker left. My sister refused

to file for child support. She said she did not want to force him to be in

her child’s life and that Karma was a bitch, it would catch up to him

sooner or later. So, she moved back home at age 23 and has

been there for 5 years. Our mom helps her out a lot with Kayla and me

think she enjoys the company since our father goes out of town often

due to business. I drop them off with a quick goodbye and a kiss and

head to my house to relax. Katherine text me 5 minutes later: 4 GOT

TO TELL YOU, CAR WILL BE READY TOMORROW AFERNOON.I’LL BUY

YOU LUNCH AS THX U FOR RIDES THIS WEEK. I text back: HELL YEAH!!,

because I fucking love to eat.

I live in a 4 bedroom, blue and orange shotgun house in uptown New

Orleans near campus with my 2 roommates and best friends in the

world. My father is the president of a company called Gulf Engineering,

it’s a consulting company for refinery and chemical plants worldwide.

Our family is pretty well off. My father pays for all my living expenses

and I get an allowance once a month until I finish school and can

support myself. I’m spoiled but not rotten. I know I’m fortunate to have

what I have and am very grateful for it. My roommates are Michelle

and Denise who we call Dee. Michelle is this Megan Fox look alike, drop

dead gorgeous, every guy’s wet dream type of girl. We met our

Freshman year at Mercy Academy all girls Catholic High School. We

bonded out those bitches hatred towards us. Me, because of the color

of my skin. Michelle, out of jealousy because she was so

hot. So, Michelle and I bonded and watched each other’s back. We got

into a few fights and a hell of a lot of shouting /cursing matches.

I learned how to spew out the greatest fucking mix of insults and swear

words you can imagine. Michelle used to say it was like watching an

artist paint. I love my girl, she is closer to me than my sister because we

have been there for each other through the hardest times in our lives. I

did not date much in high school, I tried a few times but detested the

feeling of being tied down to one person. I wanted to be free to kiss

and flirt with who I wanted, when I wanted. Michelle, on the other

hand, loved all that one guy to call my own bullshit. When we were 16,

this idiot asshole dumped her saying she gave shitty blowjobs and

found someone better. That year, our sophomore year of high school

we spent perfecting our kissing skills and our dick sucking skills. We

would practice different kissing techniques on each other: sucking,

swirling our tongues in various directions, biting. We became pretty

dam good at it, I never got any complaints. Blow jobs were a little

harder to practice, we watched a shitload of porn, we practiced on

cucumbers and bananas. Michelle said bananas were good in case their

dick was extra curvy. But, we needed a real dick to practice on to make

sure we were doing it right. I suggested my comic book store friend

Anderson Wright. Every few weekends a month I’d go hang out at

Galaxy Comics, especially when Michelle had family shit to do. She

wasn’t into that stuff. I met Anderson there, he was there every

Saturday, I don’t think he had any friends. I loved talking to him, we

would talk about anything from DC Universe, Marvel Universe,

upcoming stories, Star Wars. In short anything geeky and nerdy, I loved

it, it was my Haven a lot of times and he was part of it. Anderson was

this tall, skinny, white kid with light brown hair and dark blue eyes. I’m

a sucker for beautiful eyes. But, I wasn’t into Anderson like that. I

thought he was one of the coolest peeps I ever met. I guess in some

way I wanted to give him a gift, and what 16 year old straight male isn’t

gonna love having two girls practice their dick sucking skills on them.

I invite Anderson over to my house; I introduce him to Michelle and me

think it’s so adorable how shy and awkward he is. We take him upstairs

and sit him on my king size canopy bed. I sit next to him while Michelle

kneels in front of him, and his eyes look like a deer caught in the

headlights. I grab his face gently forcing him to look at me and ask him

if it’s okay if Michelle and I practice our blow job technique on him. He

was utterly speechless. I move my lips to his and kiss him softly, then I

gently start licking the length of his bottom lip which causes him to

part his lips and I ease my tongue in his mouth. It feels good, I move my

hands to his hair and entangle my fingers there bringing his head closer

so I can stick my tongue farther in his mouth. I hear him groan and

take a peek down to see Michelle has gotten his erect dick out and I

must say it was impressive. She is rubbing it up and down with one

hand while massaging his tight balls with the other. This sight is making

me extremely wet. I moved my mouth from his and start kissing and

sucking his neck. I feel his breath hitch and look down to see Michelle

has started licking his dick up and down like a lollipop. That is turning

me on, I want a taste. I move down next to Michelle and we each start

licking one side of his dick. He’s breathing has become labored and he

lies back on the bed. I leave Michelle as she puts the length of

his cock in her mouth and move back to the bed. I start kissing him

forcefully this time. I swirl my tongue deep in his mouth. I feel his

breath stop for a few seconds and stop kissing him. Anderson then lets

out a slow long exhale. I look down and see Michelle wiping cum from

her mouth and chin. We look at each other and then at a resting

Anderson. We start cracking up. I say,” I guess he liked it”, which causes us to start

laughing uncontrollably again. That was my first sexual experience. I

really did enjoy it, that sense of dominance and control over another

person’s pleasure. We continue to practice our technique for a few

more weeks until we are satisfied we are awesome at it. Anderson was

awesome about stopping, he said every good thing comes to an end. He

was so cute, he even thanked us. Anderson and I continued to hang out

at the comic book store like usual. We went to a few school dances

together and it was cool, we would get a few looks because of the

interracial thing but not too bad or I was so comfortable with him it

didn’t matter. I loved him as much as I did Michelle, that’s why it

shattered my 16 year old world when his family decided to move to

California. Thank God for Michelle who help ease that pain. We tried to

keep in touch, but slowly phone calls became less and less until there were no more. I

still miss him till this day and tell myself I’m going to look him up and visit him after

graduation in 2 years.

Denise (Dee) is my other roommate; we meet our junior year of high

School. Her father received a promotion from his accounting firm in

New York to New Orleans. Michelle and I adopted her the first day of

School, she seemed so lost. We quickly became inseparatable. Dee is so

cute. She is a light skinned black woman; she has a massive set of tight

brown curls on her head that fall to her shoulders. She has a flawless

complexion and big soft lips. Yes, my friends are Hot! Dee is shy

compared to Michelle and I. She is the kindest and sweetest

person I know. She’s the type of person that will help you at the

drop of a hat and never complain.

I park my custom lipstick red Honda CRV in our driveway and no

other cars are there. Dee is probably working at the hospital and

Michelle is probably with Josh, her boyfriend. I guess I’m home alone,

“good”, I think to myself. I am going to take a relaxing bath and then a

short nap before I go out tonight. We are all going to meet up at Rock

N Bowl tonight at 9 pm. It’s this awesome bar/ bowling alley. It’s 6:30

pm by the time I finish my bath, that’s plenty of time to take a nap and

get ready. I lie in my bed and fall asleep thinking about Mr. Gorgeous

eyes, “mmm… beautiful.”I think as the sandman takes over.

Christopher (Chris)

My life consist basically of going to school and working at my brother’s

auto shop. I don’t have much of a social life, choosing to avoid any

temptation. I make it to the repair shop after class and change into

my blue jumper to finish working on the Honda Odyssey, it just needed

new brake pads. I call the lady, Katherine, when I’m done and tell her it

will be ready for pick up tomorrow. She says, thank you and she’ll be

by in the afternoon. I haven’t seen my brother, Chase, today. He must be in the back

doing paperwork. I haven’t been able to get that sexy ass chick out of my mind. I close

my eyes “Mmmm..”, I think of those large firm breast and how I would love to suck on

those dark nipples. And rubbing those long, smooth legs all the way up to her dark,

tight…”Chris! Chris!”, the yelling interrupts my thoughts. “Huh?” I

say. My brother is standing behind me and I know he’s frowning, he

says, “I’ve been calling your name for like 5 minutes, what’s going on

man?” I look down and my dick is hard as a rock, so I don’t turn around.

I just look over my shoulder and say, “nothing, what do you need?”

“I was just asking if you were done with the Odyssey?” he says. “Yep,

even called the lady, she’ll be by tomorrow afternoon to pick it up.”

“okay”, he says and goes back to his office. I’m left by myself with

a major hard on and wonder if I have enough time to go to the

bathroom and jerk off before anyone comes in. Then, maybe I can

get her out of my head. As I’m considering this, I hear my sister-in-law

say,” hey darling, how are ya?” Fuck, that makes my dick go limp fast.

I look at her and nod. I continue putting up some stuff, when my cell

phone rings, it’s my friend Marcus. I met Marcus my freshman year

of college, we had the same philosophy,” Fuck a girl every night.”As my

philosophy changed, Marcus’ did not. So, we don’t hang out as much

anymore. He is a wide receiver on the football team and a member

of Alpha Delta Pi, a fraternity known for partying. So, getting

laid is not a problem for him. Despite this, he is a pretty cool guy

and we do grab a beer every once and a while. He’s invited me to

a few fraternity parties but I always refuse; I tell him I’m not into

that kind of living anymore and he respects that. I answer,” Hey, man

what’s going on?”” you wanna hang out tonight?”Marcus ask, “What

are you doing? you know I don’t do frat parties.” “No man, just

hanging out with some friends at Rock N Bowl, I haven’t see you

in a while and Josh will be there too.” Josh is another friend, I also met

Freshman year of college. He wasn’t a man-whore like Marcus and me.

He actually dated girls and had serious relationships. Marcus and I used

to make fun of him, saying he was too young to be tied down. We used

to tell him we were young good-looking guys and it was our duty try

as many different type of pussy as possible. Josh is a good guy and

had the right idea, we were the ones in the wrong. Last time I talked

to him, he was dating some chick named Michelle I think. He was

really happy. I’m glad, he deserves it. I was about to tell Marcus, not

tonight, when I hear Stacy, my sister-in-law start yelling at my brother,

“Have you made inventory, yet?” Hey, where ya at baby?” And

I quickly change my mind because I wouldn’t be able to stand

hearing that shit all night without silting my wrist. “Okay, what time?” I

ask Marcus. “9 pm.” “Alright, later.” I hang up.