Junior Year Box Set

“Want to help me pick something out?” Zoe asked me as she ignored her brother.

“Not happening,” Roc said.

I was amused to see Roc boss his sister around. He didn’t even flinch from the death stare she gave him. I would have to talk to him about how to survive that particular look. They just stared each other down until Zoe nodded to her brother. Zoe really wasn’t the kind of girl to wear something like she had on. I appreciated she had put it on for me, but I was happy when she and Cassidy left to find something different for her.

The pizzas came, and I went to get some before they were gone. When I saw how many Zoe had ordered, I was no longer worried. Cassidy didn’t want a huge party. I was happy to see most of the cheerleaders showed up, including Halle, Brook, Pam, and Tracy. Most of the starters on the football team were invited. My younger guys puffed up when they realized they were at a party with older high school guys. It would be something to brag about when they got to school on Monday. I smiled when the JV cheerleaders arrived together. I missed my lunches with the girls.

Mona had left to get something for me to drink. When she returned, she grabbed the workers and directed them to bring in cases of soda. I noticed that no football players were drinking alcohol. Of course, that didn’t stop the girls. I predicted there would be some very drunk girls before the night was over.

I cringed when Jan and Ronda showed up. The last I’d seen Jan, she’d been pissed when I told her I didn’t want her doing drugs around the team. She saw me and turned to go another direction. Jan probably didn’t want to talk to me any more than I did her.

I had returned to flirting with Zoe when Halle came up to us and smiled at me.

“I’ll see you later,” Zoe said and got up and left.

Halle sat down next to me on the couch. She leaned in close so only I could hear her.

“I believe we have some unfinished business.”

That reminded me that we had made out last night, and I’d had to take matters in hand when I got home. I let her lead me upstairs to the master bedroom. When the door closed, she pushed me up against the wall and then dropped to her knees. Our eyes never unlocked as she deftly opened my jeans and pushed my pants and underwear down around my ankles. Halle then took six inches of my member into her mouth, and I groaned in pleasure.

I would like to say I lasted, but seeing her clothed as she gave me oral was erotic. It wasn’t that she wore anything special, like a Catholic schoolgirl uniform; Halle had on jeans and a Lincoln High football jersey with my number on it.

“Damn,” I whimpered as she pulled off and worked over my jewels.

Halle had me close in record time.

“I’m going to lose it if you keep that up,” I warned her.

She just grinned and resumed her work. Well, I’d warned her. She batted my hands away as I tried to grab her head. I began to erupt, which caused her to start to cough. She jerked off the end of Mr. Happy and pointed him away from her. I had the presence of mind to put my palm over the tip. I didn’t expect Coach Hope would appreciate that mess all over his carpet.

When I was done, I went to the bathroom to wash my hand off. Halle had followed me in and found Coach’s mouthwash.

“Come with me,” Halle said, and she led me out of the bathroom and back to the party.

I was disappointed our fun was over for now, but I smiled when she handed me off to Brook. It seemed they each had a plan for me and were taking turns. I appreciated that they didn’t make things awkward. Brook wanted to dance. Of course, I was all for that. We both got hot and sweaty. Brook finally wanted a break. She left to get a drink, and I smiled when Kylie Ruttier found me.

Kylie had been one of my favorite freshman cheerleaders last year. She was now on the JV team. Kylie had curly blonde hair, and the best way to describe her was frisky. Her bubbly, outgoing personality just made me smile. I don’t believe there was a shy bone in her body. If she hadn’t seemed so young and innocent, I might have hooked up with her. There was a real attraction, but I’d come to consider her a younger sister who needed my protection.

“Come dance with me,” she said.

I joined her on the dance floor, and a slow song started. I was suspicious someone had planned this. Kylie got up close and personal and began to sway her hips. That would have been fine, but the motion rubbed her tummy against Mr. Happy. It didn’t take long for me to get semihard from rubbing against her nubile teen body.

“When are you ever going to ask me out?” she asked.

“I thought you were going out with Nick?”

“That was last year.”