Dead Memories

Marcus was still staring at the ceiling when his alarm went off the next morning. Yasmin woke up and stretched.

"Hey Papi," she said kissing him, "want a shower quickie?"

"Yeah," he said rubbing his eyes.

"Papi did you not sleep at all last night?"

"I tried," he said.

"You're really torn up," she said staring into his eyes.

"I have to get ready for class," he said climbing past her off of the bed.

"No," she said climbing off the bed standing in front of the door, "back in bed."

"Yas come on," he said.

"You need to take care of yourself," she said, "now you get that white ass back in bed, give me your homework and if you say please I'll suck your cock before I go."

He did as Yasmin instructed, his head was already screaming. One exemplary blowjob later he laid down to try and sleep. He tossed, he turned, and then he made that common mistake, he picked up his phone and went on social media. The past two weeks he had posts to see from Josie, Yasmin, Celia, Trace, Wei and Lily. There were pictures, posts about feelings, song lyrics. Then he scrolled further, it was all Stasi.

"You'd do well down here," said Daemon.

"What do you mean?" he asked out loud.

"You're really good at torturing yourself," said Daemon.

Every post he'd ever been tagged in was Stasi. This was a painful look down memory lane, then there were all the comments under. Stasi's friends or ex making backhanded compliments about him or complimenting her for slumming with him. Her posts were all complimentary or celebratory about him. There was a post from graduation, her arm around him smiling ear to ear.

"I wouldn't be here without him." was the caption.

Guess she'd have to find out, he thought.

***

Ariana stood outside Dr. Williams' office, she held the files and she paced. Dr. Williams wasn't cruel but she was rather dismissive, especially of young Physicians Assistants who were three months on the job. She held up her hand to knock and paused.

"This is crazy," she muttered to herself.

"Either come in or get back to work," came Dr. Williams' voice.

Ariana entered, the doctor was already staring down her nose at her.

"What is it?" asked Dr. Williams, "if it's a time off request I'll approve it but you won't be paid as you haven't been here six months."

"It's not that," said Ariana clutching the files so tightly they were creasing.

"Out with it," said Dr. Williams, "I'm busy."

"I'm seeing a strange trend in patients," said Ariana shakily.

She handed five ultrasounds to the doctor who looked at them, "this patient isn't a candidate for an IUD," said the doctor, "that's not unheard of."

"Those are five different patients," said Ariana.

"Ok rare but not unheard of," said the doctor.

"But two of them had IUDs previously," said Ariana.

"That's pretty rare," said the doctor.

"And all of them are now exhibiting a rejection of the pill, some who were on it, others who wanted to be on it, all except Chavez I'm waiting to hear back."

"Anything else?"

"They're all either developing or have an allergy to any form of condom."

"Are you suggesting there's something out here making these girls more...breedable?"

"I'm not sure," said Ariana.

"Are they all on the same team or something?"

"No, three are students of different years and majors, one is a professor, one is a parent. And that one student Chavez is a virgin unlike the others."

"Bring them all back in," said the doctor, "I want blood work, sexual history, family medical history."

"Of course doctor," said Ariana taking notes.

"That parent, son or daughter?"

"Daughter."

"Bring her in."

"I'm trying, I haven't been able to track her down, there are no girls with the appropriate last name in the freshman class."

"Keep looking," said the doctor, "if this is some kind of pathogen I want to be ahead of it."

***

Anastasia sat staring at her pile of books, she'd skipped breakfast, no appetite and she didn't want to see Mark. She'd been sitting in the classroom for an hour, this was her only class with Mark, she'd have to see him but would he look her way...would he even acknowledge her?

"Hey Anastasia," came a voice as Josie sat down next to her.

"Hey Josie," said Anastasia meekly not looking up.

"You ok?" asked Josie.

"Have you spoken to Mark?" asked Anastasia, why was Josie being so friendly if Marcus didn't want to be near her?

"Not since yesterday afternoon," said Josie, "I figured I'd see him here."

"Hey ladies," came a voice, Trace slid into the seat next to Josie blushing as Josie smiled at him.

"You good Anastasia?" asked Trace, "you look like you just found out Santa isn't real."

"He isn't!?" asked Josie with mock surprise.

"Oh hey, Wei," said Trace giving a wave and motioning for her to join them.

Wei saw Josie and froze but came over cautiously.

"What are you doing," Josie whispered to Trace.

"She's your friend," Trace said suddenly worried he'd done something wrong.

"We haven't been speaking," said Josie.

"Then why did Mark tell me to invite her to commander?"

Wei gave a blanket hi to the group and took a seat not meeting Josie's eyes. Mark was probably just trying to help them through it Josie figured, maybe she had been a little harsh, especially on Wei.

Anastasia's mind had drifted back to Mark. The day of their graduation she thought back to how happy she was, how tightly she'd held Mark and realized she wouldn't have made it that far without him. After prom night, after what Jake did her thoughts had turned dark. She'd stared at a bottle of her mom's sleeping pills and thought something terrible only for Mark to show up, just because, he'd noticed she seemed a little down and wanted to cheer her up. That night with Mark, watching reruns, the extra tight hug he'd given her as he told her he'd always be there for her had purged those awful thoughts from her mind. She wouldn't have made it to graduation without him, so how far would she make it now?

"What's Yasmin doing here?" said Josie snapping Anastasia to the present.

Yasmin, thought Anastasia, she had no idea what Mark saw in her, Josie she got they were pretty perfect for each other. But then she watched Josie and Trace talking, the way Josie laughed at his jokes and touched his arm, was she flirting with him? Trace went to the front of the room and had a conversation with Yasmin and came back.

"Apparently Mark isn't feeling well," said Trace, "Yasmin was dropping off his homework.

"I hope everything is ok," said Josie checking her phone, "did you hear anything Anastasia?"

Anastasia shook her head.

"Yasmin said he didn't sleep last night," said Trace, "maybe classes have him stressed, Wei is the only reason the two of us got our homework done for this class."

"That was probably a struggle," said Josie, "especially if you're as bad as Marcus."

"Pretty bad," said Wei as everyone but Anastasia chuckled.

Was this what Mark felt like all through High School, an outsider in the other's friend group although to be fair to Mark his friends were much nicer. Liam walked in and Josie groaned.

"Hey pretty lady," said Liam with a chuckle as he passed.

"Fuck off," said Trace.

"What'd you say to me dipshit?" growled Liam.

In a flash Trace was on his feet and they were already in each other's faces.

"You sure you want to start something without your boyfriend here?" asked Liam.

"You sure you want to without your goon squad?"

"You trying to look tough in front of the girls?" snarled Liam, "not like any of them will fuck you."

Before Trace could make a retort Anastasia caught Liam with a hard hook dropping him to the ground. Her hand hurt, a lot, but seeing him laid out made it worth it, she spit on him as the Professor walked in.

***

Marcus stared at the ceiling, no sleep, he'd missed his first class of the day. Anastasia, his mind drifted again. They had a standing night once a week, every Thursday was their day together without fail. When his mom got sick every Thursday she'd be over at the house, sometimes she'd clean if the house was a wreck which it usually was, sometimes she'd cook when she could tell they were subsisting on fast food and microwave dinners, sometimes she'd just sit and talk with his mom, distract her from everything. Then there was that night, the worst fucking night of his life. His Dad had sent him to bed but he'd forgotten to give his mom one of her pills, as he descended the stairs he heard his mom, weakly telling his dad that if this treatment didn't work she was ready to die. That was when he knew it, she was already dead they just hadn't realized it, he didn't even remember walking to Anastasia's he just remembered her opening the door, seeing the look on his face and immediately pulling him in for a hug as he broke down. She'd stayed there on her porch holding him the entire night.

***

Anastasia sat in the clinic, her hand in a brace, hairline fracture. Her advisor had let her off with a warning after Josie and Trace jumped to her defense when she explained Liam forcing his way into her room.

"Ms. Petrova, said the young rather attractive PA, "no heavy lifting, you shouldn't need anything more than aspirin for the pain, should be fine in a few weeks."

"Is that all?"

"Well since you asked," said the PA, "would you mind if I draw some blood and do a pelvic exam?"

"What? Why?" stammered Anastasia, "it's a wrist injury."

"Correct," said the PA, "this is for some other cases I'm dealing with I want to see if you have any matching symptoms."

"Fine," said Anastasia not wanting to go to her next class.

The PA drew blood very skillfully and started the ultrasound, "what the fuck?"

"Is everything ok?" asked Anastasia, there was no way she was pregnant she was on the pill and even so she'd only had sex two days ago.

"I'm going to need you to fill out a family medical history," said the PA, "as detailed as you can, are you on the pill?"

"Yeah," said Anastasia.

"Any weird symptoms?"

"I got nauseous when I took it last night," said Anastasia, "but I had a bad day."

"Sexual history," said the PA, "since you came to campus."

Anastasia blushed, "I've only been with two guys, only had sex with one."

"I need names," said the PA.

Ariana walked down the hall once she'd dispatched the pretty blonde and tossed the file in front of Dr. Williams.

"Another one."

***

It had been the entire day, he hadn't slept, he hadn't moved. There was a knock at his door and he opened it to find Josie there.

"How are you feeling?" she asked rubbing his cheek, "you look awful."

"I feel it," he said.

She wrapped her arms around him and rested her head on his chest.

"I brought your homework," she said, "and some soup."

"You're an angel Jos," he said kissing her cheek.

He ate and they crawled into his bed, Josie laying on top of him resting her face on his chest. He told her about Anastasia but this wasn't their normal flirtation, this was raw, emotional. Josie didn't interject she just let him talk and when he finished she held his face in her hands and kissed him.

"You did the right thing Marcus," she said, "even though it hurts."

"Don't let me keep you," said Marcus, "you had that meeting tonight."

"I told them I was busy, Wei will fill me in."

"Thanks Jos," he said kissing the top of her head, "I really appreciate it. Does that mean that you and Wei are talking again?"

"Thanks to a certain someone," she said with a smile, "I still have to talk to Lily."

He wrapped his arms around her and closed his eyes.

Marcus awoke to his alarm going off but it was silenced, he opened his eyes to see Josie lying next to him on her phone.

"Hey sleepy head," she said rubbing his hair, "feeling any better?"

He was, he was feeling just as energetic as he had after his second boost.

"I'm feeling a lot better," he said, "thanks to my sexy doctor."

She smirked as she kissed him, his hands wrapping around her waist and pulling her into him. He wanted her but they had their date tonight, she was worth the wait.

"So you're feeling up for tonight?" said Josie.

"I am, I'm really excited," he said.

She grabbed his crotch through his underwear, he was hard as a rock.

"I can tell," she said.

"Dinner," said Marcus, "and I got us a hotel room for the night."

"So you'll be all mine," said Josie stroking him through his pants, "I have to go."

"Tease," he groaned as she gathered her things.

"Have to keep you wanting more," she said with a devilish smirk.

***

Yasmin was on her way to the showers when she noticed Trace ahead and she remembered what Marcus had asked of her.

"Hey Trace," said Yasmin catching up to him, his eyes looking her over her in her towel.

"Hey Yasmin," he said, "that was a wild Friday night wasn't it?"

"Could have been a little wilder for my taste," said Yasmin as they entered the showers.

Trace went into one of the shower stalls and she followed him, he turned wide-eyed as he saw her and watched as she pulled off her towel.

"Yasmin," he stammered, "wow, um, wow, what are you doing?"

"Getting better acquainted," she said pushing him up against the wall and dropping to her knees.

She took his towel off and tossed it into the bench. Trace was already hard and had a pretty long cock.

"Mmm," she cooed, "you have a nice cock baby."

"I do?" asked Trace.

Poor boy needed this, last girl must have done a number on him.

"You ever had your cock sucked?" she asked wrapping her hand around him and licking the tip.

"Yea," he gasped.

"Well then just relax baby," she said placing a kiss on his tip before sliding him between her lips.

Trace groaned and Yasmin went to work, she didn't need to give him her A game, boy was already on edge and clearly pent up but she was going to have fun with it. Having a cock that wasn't as thick as a wine bottle meant it went down her throat with ease drawing a surprised gasp from Trace who grabbed her head with both hands.

She took him out and slowly stroked him, "you wanna steer baby?"

She took a hair tie from her wrist and threw her hair into a ponytail, "made a handle for you," she said with a wink, "and you can cum in my mouth."

He grabbed her ponytail and pushed her back down forcing himself into her throat.

"Fuck," he groaned.

He started to steer her and fucked her mouth pushing deep into her throat every so often. It didn't last long, poor boy was already throbbing and with a groan he held her head steady and fucked her mouth thrusting with each spurt. He pulled out and groaned in satisfaction. Yasmin opened her mouth and showed him the sizeable load he'd given her then swallowed with a smiled.

"Holy shit," he said offering her a hand and helping her to her feet, "did you just swallow that?"

"Yeah baby," she said kissing his cheek.

She made to leave but he pushed her up against the wall and kissed her.

"You want more baby?" she asked a little surprise but no less willing.

"It's your turn," he said kissing her neck as his hand went between her legs.

His fingers slid in and she let out an appreciative moan. As uncertain as he may have been about the whole situation initially, this he seemed confident in and he was pretty good she soon noticed. He found the right spot and while he fingered her he kept his thumb pressed to her clit. Yasmin closed her eyes and let him do what he wanted, he was so eager and surprisingly good with his hands reading her body language expertly. Sucking cock was always a turn on for her, so was swallowing, so was doing it all for Marcus, but the added layer she hadn't expected was that this cute young man was so eager to please her.

"Fuck baby," she whimpered clinging to him as she came.

As she finished he slid his fingers out and she caught his breath, he was hard again and staring at her, hungry but still hesitant.

"You want me baby?" she asked.

"I never," he started, "and I don't have a condom."

"So cum on my face," she said with a shrug.

She turned around and wiggled her hips looking back at him over her shoulder. He pressed himself to her and soon he slid into her as they both let out a groan.

"Fuck you feel amazing," said Trace.

He slid all the way in hitting Yasmin deep, it wasn't Marcus filling her completely but it was a familiar feeling of being touched where she needed it. He grabbed her waist and started to thrust, he was hitting her in a good spot and Yasmin moaned appreciatively pushing back onto him.

"Fuck baby," she whimpered, "just like that."

He reached forward grabbing her breasts and kissed her shoulder but held the pace. Fuck he was doing well. Marcus was obviously on another level but Trace was doing very well especially for his first time.

"Harder," she pleaded, "I'm so close, fuck my slutty pussy."

He grabbed her ponytail and yanked as he drove himself harder.

"So deep inside of you," he groaned.

Yasmin was going to egg him on more but she was already so close all that came out was a moan. Trace held his pace, giving it to her slow and hard the way she'd asked for it and as she braced against the tile wall she came with a moan.

"Oh fuck," groaned Trace, "you fucking like that?"

"Uh huh," she groaned, "made me cum on your cock.

"You came?" he asked, his composure breaking as he took her hard and fast.

He was going on the booty call list, she decided.

"Fuck," he groaned pulling out.

She dropped to her knees and held her mouth open, tongue out. He grabbed her ponytail, and stroked himself for barely a second before spraying her with another healthy load.

"Not bad for your first time," said Yasmin licking her lips clean, "you'll have to give me your number, wouldn't want you unable to focus in class because you're pent up."

***

Marcus stood in the shower hard as he'd every been radiating energy, Josie had left him on edge and he was beginning to think he might need a cold shower when Yasmin ducked into his stall, cum still on her face.

"Mission accomplished Papi," she said with a smile.

"You fucked him?" he said with a chuckle.

"Well I wasn't going to but after I sucked him he fingered me and he got hard again," she said, "what's a slut to do?"

He pushed her face first up against the wall and slid into her.

"You were a good slut, and good sluts get creampied."

"Thank you Papi," she groaned.

He took her hard and fast, he clearly needed it. She came again with another man's cum on her face unlocking a new filthy desire in her. It didn't last long, he didn't want to resist and he was too on edge. When he pulled out of her cum immediately ran down her thighs and Yasmin stayed braced against the wall breathing deeply.

"I've already had quite a day," she said.

Marcus chuckled and gave her ass a light spank as he went back to showering.

"You got your date with Josie tonight?" asked Yasmin.

"I do," he said grinning, "I'm really excited."

"Hope you're ready for her Papi," said Yasmin.

"Hope I'm ready?" asked Marcus.

"Mhm," said Yasmin grabbing her towel and shifting away.