How About That And A Deepthroat?

The afternoon sun was already low when I slipped into the gym storeroom again. Ricole was waiting, pink hair tied back in a messy ponytail, that familiar playful smirk on her lips the second the door clicked shut.

“Missed me?” she teased, already sinking to her knees and tugging my pants down. My cock sprang free and she didn’t waste time — warm, wet lips wrapped around the head, sucking greedily as she took me deeper.

I groaned, threading my fingers through her soft pink hair. She was getting better every day, alternating between long, sloppy strokes and tight suction that made my toes curl.

Then Max’s voice popped into my head.

So, what’s the deal with this Poker Night thing? You’ve been thinking about it all day.

I had to focus to answer telepathically while Ricole bobbed on my cock.

It’s an old tradition with the gang. Every once in a while everyone actually has a free night. We meet up at someone’s place — usually Sai’s — and play poker till it’s basically morning. Low stakes most of the time. Just chips, snacks, and shit-talking. Only gets serious if we all agree on something big.

Ricole hummed around me, the vibration shooting straight up my spine. I tightened my grip in her hair, guiding her rhythm as I kept talking to Max.

Sai Venkajay — you know him. Indian dude, been tight with me since forever, still at the same school. Michael Verision — super chill guy, obsessed with Brawl Stars, goes to a different school now. Kaze Fujiwara — Japanese girl who moved here young, total beast at cards, different school too. And Valerie Wonder…

My cock throbbed harder just thinking about her.

She’s basically my homegirl. We play Clash Royale together all the time, roast each other constantly. She’s cute as hell — long black hair, killer smile, always wearing those oversized hoodies. I’ve had a massive crush on her for years.

Ricole took me especially deep, gagging softly as her throat squeezed around me. The mental image of Valerie on her knees instead flashed through my mind.

Now I’ve got this power… I can finally fuck Valerie.

Excitement surged through me like fire. Without thinking, I shoved Ricole’s head down harder, forcing more of my cock into her throat.

“Mmmph—!”

Her eyes widened in surprise, a muffled moan vibrating intensely around my shaft. She didn’t pull away though — if anything, she pushed forward, throat working eagerly as fresh tears pricked the corners of her eyes. The sudden roughness seemed to flip a switch in her. She sucked even harder, one hand cupping my balls while the other braced on my thigh.

Nice. Max chuckled in my head. Blonde cousin, pink-haired fuckhole and now the childhood crush? You’re living the dream, Pervman.

I didn’t last much longer. With Ricole’s enthusiastic deepthroating and the thought of Valerie soon doing the same, I groaned and unloaded down her throat. She swallowed it all, then pulled back with a gasp, strings of spit connecting her lips to my cock. She wiped her mouth, breathing hard, and gave me a surprised but heated look.

“Damn, Ward… you trying to break a record or something today?” She smirked, voice a little raspy. “Not that I’m complaining.”

I grinned, still buzzing. “You were too good. Couldn’t help it.”

She cleaned me up quickly, got dressed, and left with her usual wink.

That night, after another incredible post-shower blowjob from Sarah and a solid family dinner, I was in my room packing a small bag with snacks and drinks when Sarah came in for the nightly makeout.

She pressed herself against me, arms around my neck, kissing me deep and hungry. Her tongue danced with mine as my hands roamed down to squeeze her perfect ass. We made out until we were both breathless, her cheeks flushed. However, seeing as time was ticking, I pulled out a little early.

“Going somewhere?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Poker Night at Sai’s. Might be back late… or early.”

She shrugged, smiling. “Have fun losing money, slowpoke. Don’t do anything I would do.” Another quick kiss and she headed off to the guest room.

I grabbed my stuff, heart pounding with anticipation.

Valerie was going to be there.

Jesus fucking Christ.