Picnic with Victor

Earlier in the week, Victor invited you to a Sunday picnic at his place. It was just a few blocks off-campus, so you could walk there.

It took you longer than you thought to get to Victor's place. It was much more than just a few blocks. When you finally arrived you double-checked the address; the house was massive. You could see a large tent in the rear of the property, but there was a high metal fence, so you walked to the front gates. At the gates were two uniformed guards.

"Hello. Are you a party guest? The party started several hours ago, and you aren't exactly dressed."

"Shut up Brandon."

The female guard pushed Brandon aside.

"Name, please."

"Adam Thompson."

Brandon looked down at a clipboard.

"I don't see his name on the list, Bea."

Bea took the clipboard and scanned the names.

"You aren't on the list. Do you have your invitation?"

"Umm...I was never given one. Victor just told me to come by."

"Victor?"

Bea took out her phone.

"Sean, I need you to find the hostess and ask her about Adam, a guest of Victor's."

Bea listened and responded affirmatively. You stood in awkward silence for a while. Soon a woman in a yellow dress came running toward the gates, she was carrying her shoes.

"These shoes are not made for running."

She threw her arms around you and gave you a big hug.

"I am so happy you came. When Victor told me he invited someone, I was overjoyed. I am Starlight, Victor's girlfriend, but everyone just calls me Star."

She took your arm and walked you toward the tent.

"Sorry you weren't on the list; I forgot to tell my assistant to add you. The past few days have been crazy, but I am so glad you came. Victor is having a terrible time. He hates these events; it is a big event for all my sponsors. My social media crew has cameras everywhere, and Victor wants nothing to do with it."

That's when you recognized her.

"Holy shit. Star! You're Star Speaks! Shit! Oh, sorry. You're YouTube famous. I mean, you are famous. I didn't know this was your party. I didn't know Victor and you. He never said anything."

She laughed.

"You really didn't know? Well good. I wouldn't like it if someone was using Victor to get to me. You are so cute, and you smell great. What scent are you wearing? Nevermind. So, I will be swamped for the next few hours, but you would be my hero if you looked after Victor for me. He is a sweetheart, but when he drinks, he gets horny and flirty. He's been drinking, a lot. Now, Victor is sexy as hell, but I can't have him running around mostly naked like last time. Go to him. Have him show you around the house. Keep him busy. I'm sure the two of you can find some way to entertain yourselves. Victor is good to go several times a day."

She ran her hand over your ass and squeezed.

Did I just get the green light from Victor's girlfriend?

She leaned in close.

"You look absolutely yummy. Stick around after the picnic, Victor shouldn't get to have all the fun."

She bit your ear.

"Last I saw Victor, he was carrying a cooler of beers from the bar into the house. He is probably in his man cave. Just inside, make a left, and follow the terrible music. My man is beautiful to look at, but his taste in music is horrific."

You followed Star's directions and entered the house.

I cannot believe that Star is Victor's girlfriend.

Star was probably one of the most influential online personalities. She became famous in 2010 as the transgender friend of a reality show family. Star's family owned a juice bar franchise or something. At the time, there tremendous controversy around transgender people appearing on television. Star was a popular character and used her time to advocate for the transgender community. After the show ended, Star started a YouTube channel. Everyone assumed she would market a clothing line or makeup. Instead, Star took up social issues. She used her celebrity to give people from disadvantaged communities a platform to reach an international audience. Online and in-person, she hosted seminars where she coached young people on how to fundraise and build coalitions around causes. Her channel Star Speaks was responsible for generating billions of dollars in charitable donations.

You heard the music.

Is that Backstreet Boys?

The music was coming from the room up ahead. You knocked on the door, but the music was too loud for anyone to hear, so you walked in. Victor was dancing to Everybody by the Backstreet Boys, and he seemed to know the choreography. He did a spin and noticed you standing by the door. He dropped the beer he was holding and ran over to you. You moved forward to pick up the bottle.

"Leave it. Empty. Come here, mon ange."

He pulled you into a hug. Soon it was less a hug, and more you holding him up. You guided him to a stool. There was an open bottle next to the stool, and he took a swig.

"I thought you blew me off."

You put your hand on his shoulder and rubbed his leg.

"Never. It just took me longer to get here than I expected. I walked, but I should have taken an..."

Victor grabbed the back of your head and pulled you into a kiss. It was sloppy; Victor tasted of ****.

"I want you. I have been thinking about you all day. "

Victor burped. It reeked. He smelled of sweat, beer, pot, and...

"What were you doing in here?"

You looked around the room and noticed a laptop on the floor next to the sofa. Gay porn was playing in the browser. Victor came up behind you and wrapped his arms around you.

"Research, and then I started without you."

He reached down and fondled your package. Victor was gorgeous, but you couldn't get past the stink. You turned around and gently pushed him away.

"Do you have a shower here?"

He smiled and started pulling off his clothes. When he finished, he started tugging at your shirt.

"No. You are taking a shower, alone, and brushing your teeth. I am going to get myself something to eat, I'm starving."

Victor pouted, but you swatted his ass a few times, and he got moving. You went outside and made Victor and you a plate of food. It took longer than you planned. One of the waiter's flirted with you, and it seemed only polite to flirt back. When you returned to Victor's mancave, he had cleaned up and passed out on the sofa.

"Even asleep he is stunning."

You ate your plate of food, but Victor was still asleep. There was a bedroom adjacent to this room. You helped Victor off the couch and into bed. You stripped down to your underwear and climbed in beside him. You felt a bit like a perv rubbing up against him while he slept, but your cock was making the decisions. You were leaking a lot of precum and knew you had to stop before it went too far. You closed your eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Someone was stroking your hair. You opened your eyes, Victor was leaning over you.

"Hey."

"Hey yourself."

He bent down and kissed you. His breath was minty fresh. You grabbed him and held on. You **** your tongue deep into his mouth; he moaned. He climbed on top of you and pressed his body against yours.

Abruptly, he pulled away and rolled over.

"I can't. I mean, I shouldn't. Star."

"I am pretty sure Star ok with it. Really ok."

"No. I mean, yes. She is. She keeps telling me to find a friend to play with. But it still feels like cheating."

It was clear to you that Victor was having trouble accepting his open relationship. Perhaps he needed a little push.