The Star QB

You open your eyes dreamily, one barely open. You see a guy standing there. Or rather the groin. You lazily look up to see the Star QB of the school: Ethan Smith. 6ft5. Muscular. Hottest GF. And you are seeing the only thing you want him to be doing. Biting his lips while fumbling with his pant belt.

You eventually are sandwiched between the two of them. Jack takes the front to skullfuck you. Ethan takes the back. You are tossed back and forth, like a pinball. You have no idea how much time passes. You eventually pass out, cock still in your mouth.

You awake to be stuffed in two ways, and one of them is being inside a janitorial closet. You somehow get out, stumbling through the fire escape, not caring how you set off the fire alarm of a public library at 2am. When you get home you manage to hand wave all of Moms angry questions away. You still get grounded. You don’t care about that stuff anymore tho. All you care about is dick. You show up to school the next day.