Making Good

Towel in hand, Chloe stepped out of the bathroom and collided with Trent. The broad, black football player seemed like he was hurrying almost as much as she was, and neither could stop their bodies from slamming into each other’s. They both stumbled back, a little dazed and confused but no worse off until Chloe cast her eyes up to see exactly who the wall she’d just bounced off was. Her eyes widened before they ever made it up to his face, instead focusing on the thick black cock hanging from between his legs. He was completely naked, his clothes in his hand at his side, smirking as he saw Chloe’s wowed eyes.

“Trent,” she said, her throat closing over so the name became a squeak. She tried again, this time dryly asking, “Why are you naked?”

“Like what you see?” Trent’s smile stretched across his face as he dropped a hand and stroked his shaft, finding it still sticky from Ashley’s ass. “Not that I need to hear the answer. Your eyes give it all away.”

Chloe quickly looked away, and blocked the black teen from sight with the white towel in her hand, her cheeks as red as her hair. “That’s not what I mean. Or do you make a habit of walking around other people’s places with your dick out?”

“I wasn’t waiting on you, if that’s what you’re worried about,” Trent tried to assure her. “But this is the second time we’d just had a chance encounter. First the bar, now this. Maybe some greater power is trying to throw us together.”

“Of course, any deity you believe in would be one that’d supply you with an unlimited stream of sex,” she scoffed as she peeked at his dick through his hands. Nice and thick, though perhaps not quite as long as Zack’s. “You already struck out at the bar. What makes you think just standing naked in front of me is going change anything?”

“Because now you can see what you’re getting into, or rather what’ll be getting into you,” Trent pumped his cock again for emphasis as he licked his lips, his lust no longer sated. “I know you were thinking about it at the bar, you wanted to say yes, until your friend showed up.”

“You mean until you accused us of being dykes because we wouldn’t fuck you,” Chloe corrected him bitterly. “But you think I’ll just over look that now?”

“Let’s just say a lot of ‘once in a lifetime’ opportunities are coming my way right now,” he told her, stepping closer to her, noting that despite ample time and space she hadn’t chosen to get away from him. “I’m feeling lucky.”

Chloe bit her lip. It was a nice looking cock, and by now Chloe had a fair share of dicks to know. His cockiness wasn’t even off-putting as much as she knew it should be. It reminded her of Kurt, just a little more macho and a little less charming. So, she was tempted, though not entirely for herself. She’d just been talking about finding a real cock for Gavin to fuck and here one practically fell onto her lap.

Trent was perfect. He wasn’t one of Gavin’s existing friends so there was no risk to really ruining any of his relationships by introducing experimentation and sex. Trent’s cock was a little too thick for his first real one but the redhead knew just by looking at it that Gavin would enjoy it. Trent was well versed in sex as well. Maybe he’d never fucked another guy, but his experience with women would assure that Gavin didn’t just get fucked, but that he got fucked right. The only problem was Trent himself.

With Gavin, him coming to this place was gradual and developed out of his own feelings and desires. If Trent was to fuck Gavin, there was no time for any of that. So, perhaps she’d have to sweeten the deal just a little, and the only other thing that Chloe had to offer was her own body. She licked her lips and smiled, thinking about fucking a cock so that Gavin could fuck it too. Sharing a cock with Gavin got her hot, her body flushed as red as her cheeks.

“Mmmm, maybe this is your lucky day,” Chloe tapped her chin and hummed. “I might have a proposition for you, but it depends. You really want to fuck me that badly?”

“If there’s a chance that I could get to fuck the gorgeous, infamous Chloe McRose, hot ass, fine as fuck, star soccer player, shy and reserved, with the biggest tits of any athlete at School, then I’m sure as hell gonna take it,” Trent insisted, without ever wondering what he was getting himself into. “Whatever it takes. Name your price.”

“Whatever it takes…” Chloe echoed with a playful pout.

“Just tell me what you want,” Trent urged her, his cock rock hard in his hand again. “You want me to kill a man or something?”

“No, no,” Chloe tried to keep from laughing. “Not kill a man…”

She turned and beckoned for Trent to follow, and the large black teen obliged. Why wouldn’t he? Sex with the fiery redhead was on the table and she was leading him to a bed room. He wasn’t some kind of dweeb that would question that. But it was Trent’s turn to be surprised as he stepped through the doorways and saw one of Chloe’s friend’s sitting on the bed with a face dripping with cum. In any other circumstance, being led by one girl to another facialised slut would have been incredibly arousing but Trent’s problem was that this wasn’t another girl. It was a guy.

“What the fuck Chloe?” Gavin demanded as he dove beneath the covers, hiding his face from sight and hiding himself from Trent’s thick, protruding member.

“Yeah, I don’t understand,” Trent said, looking down at the redhead. “What’s going on?”

Chloe ignored Trent for a moment as she crossed the room and sat on the bed. She placed a tender, comforting hand on the lump beneath the duvet. “You wanted me to find you a real cock, didn’t you?”

“Yeah, sometime. I thought you were going to get a towel, not rushing out to grab the nearest piece of meat,” came the muffled voice beneath. “Why Trent?!”

“I just bumped into him in the hall. For that to happen, right now, just after you said that, well it just seemed like it was meant to be,” Chloe cooed, softly stroking the shape. “But, lest you think I just picked the first guy I found, I thought about it and Trent really is the perfect match. He’s got a nice cock, similar to the dildo you’re used to, he’s experienced, so you know it’ll feel good, and, most importantly, he’s not one of your friends. You won’t have to worry about things being weird after since you’ll probably never meet. You don’t exactly run in the same circles socially.”

Gavin was quiet then, contemplative. Chloe smiled, sensing that he was close to agreeing.

“And I did get you a towel,” she noted, dangling it in front of the blanket, even though he couldn’t see.

Gavin peeked out from under the sheets like a turtle emerging from his shell, and seeing that Chloe had indeed brought him the promised towel, he reached out and took it, immediately wiping his own cum from his face before it became hard and glued to his skin. Feeling a little better about the situation, he drew out more completely, though keeping the duvet covering his crotch. As he wiped the last drops of seed from his cheeks, he glanced over at Trent, and the thick black cock dangling between his legs and became apprehensive again.

“We still go to the same school,” Gavin remarked, looking back at Chloe. “I won’t be able to walk past him in the hall again with remembering…well, this. And how do I know he’s going to spread it around school, or call me a sissy or a fag or something?”

“Because if he does, I swear you’ll be the last thing he ever fucks,” she said sweetly, though her eyes glowered at Trent as if to prove a point. His cock shrunk defensively.

“I…I don’t know why either of you are talking like this is going to happen,” Trent said, swallowing his fear. “I thought I was going to get to fuck Chloe, not…the point is, I’m not gay, so…”

“Me neither,” Gavin hastened to add. “Just…um…curious how it feels…”

“And more power to you, but, I’m not even curious,” Trent said as he turned and reached for the door handle.

“Wait,” Chloe called out, and Trent paused, hand still on the door. “No one said you weren’t gonna get to fuck me. Now, here’s the deal. Anything you do with Gavin…” She threw her top over her head and pushed her slacks to her ankles, revealing her curvy, toned naked body. “…you can do with me.”

Trent scoffed and turned back to the door, yet found himself hesitating. She was just a girl and Trent had fucked more than his fair share of girls over the span of even his short sexual life. Just because she was a hot girl he’d never fucked before didn’t mean she could get him to jump through hoops. If she wasn’t going to give it up, he could find a girl that would, with less red tape. Hell, in this day alone, girls seemed to be throwing themselves at him left, right and center, so much so he was **** to make some very hard decisions.

There was no guarantee that Chloe was worth it. Maybe if this was for Ashley, or some other chick he’d already fucked and knew was a sizzling hot fuck, he might be willing to do whatever they wanted for another go around. But Chloe was an unknown entity. Like that guy with the cat in the box that didn’t know if it was alive or dead without looking. And yet, as he looked back, his eyes roaming over her gorgeous, thick teen figure, he knew that he was kidding himself. There was no way a redhead with that body and that personality wasn’t going to be able to milk his cock for all his balls could hold. Just gazing again at her had his cock rock hard once more.

It wasn’t like what she was offering was an easy ask. This wasn’t eating ass or playing with chains and whips. She wanted him to actually fuck another man. He’d have to stick his dick in another man’s asshole. All he could imagine was pumping his dick inside the tight hole, just as he’d recently done with Ashley, except this time there was this long, hard shape swinging back and forth between his partner’s legs. It was just so weird. And that would they just go straight into it, or would Gavin want foreplay? Trent tried to imagine another man, on his knees, lips around his cock, but it was hard to imagine since he’d only ever seen the slender, feminine features of a woman’s mouth sucking on his member.

But, the deal was that whatever he did with Gavin, Chloe would also do. Trent could easily imagine Chloe’s full lips slurping on his cock, her tongue trailing along the length and telling him how big and thick he was. And if he fucked Gavin, surely that meant that he got to stick it in Chloe’s ass too. Gavin didn’t have a pussy for them to play tit for tat with. His cock lurched in his hand thinking about fucking two separate girls in the ass in the space of a couple hours. Maybe if he found Madison after, he could complete the set; a blonde, a brunette and a redhead.

So, maybe she was worth it, and maybe there were some benefits to the deal. But his hand was still on the door. If this wasn’t what he wanted, if he wasn’t prepared to go so far for a chance with Chloe, he could still leave. He could still walk away.