EroticReverie

Knox Flynn #12

I shouldn’t have come. I only came because my coach suggested it.

I was new to town, to school, to the basketball team. I was one of the many kids that was slapped in the face with unwanted change when our small school , Griffin High merged with Wells High. Due to a fire that burned down the entire highschool , we were forced to go to Wells High. Who knew how long it would take to rebuild, or if they’d even choose to rebuild. 

Due to the fact there weren’t that many of us at all that hadn’t dropped out already, the school district decide the roomy , rich Wells High, could accommodate us lowly Griffin high kids. 

There were several parents at Wells that were outraged. How dare they mix the poor kids with their precious rich children! Then there were several Wells parents who were more than glad for the change, simply because they liked pretending they were charitable and good people. Whatever helps them sleep at night.

I was a shoo in for their basketball team. The coach nearly popped a boner when my six foot five self showed up in his office the first day. He of course had to make me tryout for the team just like the rest, but I knew I was going to get in. Were any of the Wells kids happy about it? Nope. And I was the only Griffin high student that made it onto the team. The only one that even tried out. I tried to talk a few guys into at least trying out, but they wanted nothing to do with the Wells students more than they already had to suffer. But I wasn’t about to let pride ruin my chances of hopefully getting a ball scholarship. Because that would be the only way I was going to be getting into college. 

It’s been a few months and the tension between me and my teammates is still thick. There’s a few decent guys I suppose, but they don’t have a backbone when it comes to going their own way. They all fall in line to whatever Tadd fucking Wells is doing. Yup. Tadd Wells, team captain, is also the rich boy douche bag whose father funds the school. So nobody dares to question or go against him. And Tadd Wells, is a grade a prick , who has small dick syndrome. Not sure what he’s packing but if the way he acts or the Hummer he fucking drives has anything to say for him, the dude is working with a micro dick. 

I promised the coach I’d show up to the party that the team was having at Tadd’s place. Because coach is probably the only decent person at Wells and I dont want to be held accountable for the team being fuckwits. So. I’ll do my fucking part and suffer the fuckers at their little party. 

I get no less than ten dozen dirty looks from the people inside. It’s a basket ball team party, but everyone in school is here. Surprisingly even a few Griffin High faces that have managed to schmooze themselves into the company of a few Wells kids. 

“Flynn.” Harris Oakes, one of the less annoying people on the team , claps my shoulder. 

“You made it.” He says and shakes my shoulder with a laugh and hands me a bottle

Of beer. I take it. Look down at it and give him a polite smile. 

“Yeah” I say and he claps my shoulder again 

“Welcome to your first Wells Rager!” He laughs and is clearly already fucked up and drunk. I give a forced laugh. Rager? They called this…a fucking rager???

Looking around, all I see are khaki shorts and polos and boat shoes. The music isn’t even loud and nobody looks like they’re “raging”. There’s a group of fucking weirdos smoking cigars in the large open doorway to the back yard. Cigars. Seriously? What is up with rich people? What teenage guy thinks smoking cigars and sipping IPA’s is a rager? Nobody was even dancing , all standing around like they’re having a meeting and not a party while country music plays on speakers outside.  Country music and the word “rager” are not one and the same, if you ask me. 

“Yeah, awesome” I say and lift my beer. 

I don’t drink. Drinking is a waste of time. Drinking makes people do dumb shit. And I didn’t need anything fucking up my spot on the team. Because athletes were expected to not drink or do drugs. But I watch as Tadd Wells stands at his giant ass kitchen counter , finger to one side of his nose, a rolled up bill in the other and inhales a fat line of coke up his nose and then throw his head back with a laugh. 

I fight the urge to roll my eyes and then watch, my interest now held, because as he steps aside , in the little group of people standing there waiting for their chance to swipe their own rolled up bill across the counter, stands Laney Holland. 

I watch Tadd throw his arm around her neck, making her push her hands at his chest as he dips down and shoves his tongue into her mouth while she protests. But his hand goes to her jaw and grips it and he puts on a show for the people laughing and encouraging him as he assaults her mouth. She gives in after a few seconds and then starts laughing and keeps pushing at him as he moves her body away and through the room. I watch him stop kissing her and then look to one of our other teammates , Spencer Vance and then give him a little nod and smile and then whispers something in Laneys ear. She shakes her head but he keeps talking. Her head keeps shaking and he grabs the back of her neck and her body tenses as he keeps talking in her ear and she gives a single nod and then Tadd kisses her cheek. Gives Spencer another nod and then the three of them leave the room.

There’s several knowing grins passing around the room. And from all the locker room talk and rumors at school, I give a knowing shake of my head. 

Laney Holland is Tadd’s girlfriend. Has been for their entire highschool careers. Apparently her family is the actual richest family in town , and Tadd’s the second. Paired by their wealthy parents who were best friends. 

If there’s anything good about Wells, it’s the chance I’m getting to show my skills on the court to potential recruiters for college, and being able to look at Laney Holland. 

She’s five foot seven, long blonde hair and big brown eyes and a fucking phenomenal set of tits that I’ve taken several mental snapshots of in her form fitting tops and dresses. She has a perfect hourglass shape, and is the head cheerleader for Wells. She’s off limits. To me. To everyone. Unless Tadd says otherwise. Which, apparently he does say otherwise, quite often. 

It’s not secret I guess, that Tadd enjoys “sharing” his girlfriend. Mainly with teammates I guess. What a fucking tool . Who shares a girl that looks like that? Who shares their girl, period?

I make my way through the room , seeing the three of them as they enter room at the end of the hall.  Looking around me, I walk slowly and stand near the door as I listen to muted voices, the door still open a crack. 

“Do this for me Holls” I hear Tadd say to her. My head turning and peeking in. 

“Don’t you love me?” He asks her and I roll my fucking eyes as she nods and lets him feel her up, while Spencer slips behind her and starts grabbing her hips and grinding against her ass. 

I watch as the two of them fucking maul her. She clearly doesn’t want to. But doesn’t tell them to stop and doesn’t put up much of a fight. 

“On your knees Holls” Spencer says, which must be their nickname for her.  An abbreviation of her last name. 

I watch as she turns and look at both of them. Their backs to the door , and her eyes on Spencer as she lowers herself to her knees. 

I shouldn’t stay. But I do. 

I listen to the sound of their zippers and watch both of them place a hand on her head. Shoving their dicks in her face , her mouth open. Eyes on them as they slap their dicks on her mouth. Unfortunately , Tadd doesn’t suffer from small sick syndrome. Neither of them do. But they’re not that big either. I watch as Spencer fists her hair and pulls her mouth toward his cock and shoves it in her mouth and right into her throat. 

Tadd chuckles and mutters degrading words to her while his friend starts to fuck her mouth. 

Spencer is groaning and chuckling through his moans.  

“Yeah Holls, give me some of that school spirit baby” Spencer taunts her and Tadd laughs and snag her hair and pulls her mouth of Spencer and then shoved his own dick in her mouth. 

I watch them pass her back and forth, listening to the sound of her mouth as it sucks and slurps. She barely gags, if at all. I hate how fucking hot she is. I hate that I can’t tear my eyes away from her gorgeous face as those two fucks take advantage of the her hot fucking mouth. 

My heart stops when her eyes flick to the door. It’s just a moment. A few seconds. She stalls but they don’t notice it , not as they both groan and keep degrading her. But her eyes find mine for those few moments and then look back at the guys before her. Shit. She saw me. 

I turn and almost run right into Harris who is shaking his head. 

“Wouldn’t do that if I were you” he whispers and nods behind him. “Get outta here man” he says and I just huff and keep walking and he follows me. 

Nothing is said until We’re in the backyard and he’s standing near me , just us. 

“So, he shares her with the team?” I ask after a moment and Harris sighs. 

“Dont get any ideas. Stay away from Laney, don’t even think about her man.” He says.

“I’m just asking a question” I say and he huffs a laugh. 

“Yeah. Okay.” He snorts and takes a drink of his beer. 

When I stand there looking at him, clearly waiting for him to answer , he sighs and then takes another drink and turns towards me. 

“Alright, look” he says. “ I see the way you look at her, and that’s not a good idea man” 

“Not what I asked Harris” I say and he just stares at me and shakes his head and gives another sigh. 

“Fine. Yeah. He shares her with some of the guys.” He says. 

“With you?” I ask him and he screws his lips to the side and places a hand behind His neck and rubs it. 

“Once” he says and I grit my teeth. I liked Harris. As much as I could like a Wells Student. But hearing that he took advantage of Tadd’s weird fucking fetish of passing Laney around like a whore, pissed me off and was disappointing. 

“She..” he starts and sighs and shrugs. “She didn’t seem that into it though. I couldn’t even enjoy it because of the shit Tadd was saying to her while we were messing around, and because I don’t like messing around with girls that don’t WANT to mess around.”

“But you did anyways” I say. My judgement of him coming across clear as day in my tone. 

“Look man, it’s Laney fucking Holland, of course I wanted to get with her. Everyone…wants to get with her. The guys. The girls. Fucking everyone….even teachers.” He says. 

I glare at him. 

“Teachers?” I ask. He shrugs. 

“That’s the rumor.” He says as if rumor isn’t the right word to use. Fact. That’s the fact is what his eyes are telling me. 

“Junior year…” he starts and then stops. 

“No. Finish.” I say when he debates telling me. 

Another large sigh is given before he spills. 

“The rumor is, Tadd’s grades were shit Junior year. He was at risk for losing his spot on the team because of it.  And you know, most teachers , will just change his grade because of who he is. And most of them did. Except for one. He was a history teacher. Mister Calder. Even after Tadd’s dad tried to drag him before the board and threaten him. He still wouldn’t change his grade. So…then I guess….Tadd’s dad, made a deal with…someone else.” He says and I just wait and he sighs. 

“Word is, he paid Laney to seduce Mister Calder.” 

I blink several times. What the fuck? What the hell is wrong with these people? 

“Hey boyfriends , father…paid her to screw the teacher in order for his son not to get kicked off the team?” I ask and Harris shrugs. 

“She didn’t screw him , but I guess she got him to kiss her or something …her friends were outside the classroom recording. And bam. With visible proof that could ruin his teaching career. Tadd’s grade went from an F to an A. And then Mister Calder . Wasn’t a teacher here  next year.” He says and I just blink and shake my head. 

“That’s fucked up.” I say and he nods. 

“Yeah. But…that’s the way things go when you own the city, and are the richest man in the state.  You can pay for your son to keep his spot on a team that doesn’t even matter to him. It’s all to keep them at the top. Needing to be the best. Tadd doesn’t need to be captain or even on the team, he’s not going to go pro or anything, they just want their name at the top of everything.” He says. 

I just look at him. Wondering how much he hates Tadd. How much of him can’t stand the guy. Because clearly he isn’t a fan. But will fuck his girlfriend given the chance.

I shake my head. 

“Have a good night Harris, I’m out of here” I say and hand him back the beer he gave me less than fifteen minutes ago. 

“Don’t tell anyone I told you all that” he says with a little bit of panic when he realizes he just spilled dirty Wells Secrets to the Griffin transfer kid. 

“I wont” I assure him. Because he might be a bit higher on my shit list now cause of the shit with Laney, but he was still more promising than the rest. 

“See you tomorrow” he says and I nod. 

“Yeah, see ya” I say as I turn and leave the “rager”.