M Club Ch. 15
Ara 30, 2020 // By:analsex // No Comment
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The first rule of M Club is: You don’t talk about M Club. The second rule of M Club is: You don’t talk about M Club. Third rule of M Club: No touching anyone but yourself. Fourth rule: No recording devices. Fifth rule: No clothing below the waist. Sixth rule: If this is your first time at M Club, you must masturbate.
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“So, what’s the story between you and Lisa?”
Andy glanced at Vida where she rode shotgun in his old beater, before returning his focus to the road. Even though things had gone smoothly with her initiation into M Club, he still felt a certain awkwardness in her presence. She ran in a higher social circle, had wealthy parents, and they’d rarely ever crossed paths in school outside of being in band together. That and he found the amount of leg she had on display highly distracting.
“Well,” he said, searching for the right words. “It’s complicated. I guess.”
Andy sighed. “We’ve gone out a couple times, but I don’t get the impression she’s as interested in me as I am in her.”
“I see. And you are interested in her? Or is it just because Sean and Den are an item?”
It pained him how easily she cut to the quick of the matter. No sense denying it, he figured, and it might be nice to have someone he could unload on.
“Yeah, that’s probably more of it. I mean, yes, I like her and she’s smart and fun and cute and all. But, if it wasn’t for our friendships, I doubt we’d have ever gone out. Sean and Den had tried to hook us up and couple times before and she was never interested until after the club started. And then, well, like I said, it’s only been a couple dates.”
Vida patted him on the leg, probably unaware how pleasantly uncomfortable that made him.
“I wouldn’t sweat it,” she said. “I mean, you’re going to different schools in the fall anyway. If you can get a summer fling out of it, great. If not, I’m sure you’ll find some hottie in college. Especially since you’ll be playing football.”
“I’ll put in a good word for you with my boyfriend. He can give you some inside info on what to do this summer and what to expect come training camp.”
Andy cocked his head. “Wait, your boyfriend plays on the Southern Cougars football team?”
“I didn’t mention that?”
Andy looked at her and she appeared genuinely embarrassed. “Don’t think so, no.”
She gave him an apologetic shrug. “Yeah, plays safety. Has a shot at being a starter next season. Played a little as a sub and special teams last year.”
After her touch on his leg, and the memory of her patting his crotch after her initiation, he was doubly disappointed at the reminder of her college boyfriend. He found her both very attractive and far less intellectually intimidating than Lisa. That and her reputation for being both sexually experienced and open… Why did he always pine for the taken girls and strike out with those who weren’t?
Andy turned down the street with the closest access to the park where the M Club maintained their secret clearing. A few houses on the left side of the street were widely spaced and on the right side was nothing but the dense woods of the park. About two blocks down was the trailhead that led to the nearly invisible game trail to the spot. Vida, after asking him for a lift home, inquired about the spot they’d mentioned and he offered to drive past the park just to give her some idea where it was located.
His heart clenched when he recognized Lisa’s car parked on the side of the road just beside the trailhead. What was she doing here? They weren’t supposed to meet as a club until Friday. Sean and Den had set aside today as a “date day” and Lisa had said she needed to get some studying done when he’d asked if she wanted to hang out. Surely, she wouldn’t be here alone, would she? And, if not, that almost certainly meant she was here with the others. Without him.
“Something wrong?” Vida leaned forward, clearly bothered by his expression.
“No,” he said, knowing she wouldn’t buy it for a second. “Just surprised to see that car here.”
The heat rose in his face and he could feel his palms getting sweaty. He knew he shouldn’t be upset if they were doing something together. It wasn’t like he and Lisa were a couple or exclusive or anything of the sort. They’d never kept him out of club activities before, and they could hang out without it having to be a club thing. Still, he couldn’t help but feel crushed at the exclusion.
Vida considered that for a moment. “Oh,” she said in a flat tone, clearly catching on. “So, you think she’s not alone.”
“I’m not sure,” he said, slowing as he approached, unsure what to do next.
“You wanna go find out?”
Part of him did, part of him didn’t. What would he do if it was the three of them, playing without including him? Would he confront them? What good would that do? Probably ruin some friendships as well as break up the club. He might feel a little better for making them feel guilty, but it wouldn’t bahis firmaları last.
“No, not really.” He sped up, only glancing back in his rearview mirror.
“Sorry,” Vida said, sounding genuinely sympathetic. “I don’t know you guys all that well, but do you think those two would invite Lisa into their…relationship?”
Andy did. That was the frustrating part. It was all too easy to believe it.
“Yeah, maybe. I mean, it was the three of them together who first started what then became the M Club. I only got in because I kinda guilted them into it.”
“Oh. Like me.”
Andy appreciated her effort. “Sorta, yeah.”
“Are Den and Lisa…?”
“Lovers?” Andy gave her a wry smile and shook his head. “I’m not sure what they are. They kinda hinted around that something might have happened between them. Even Sean hinted at it, but didn’t go into any details. At one of our last meetings, though, they did lick Sean’s and my…jizz…off the other’s tits. And there was some extracurricular licking and sucking involved. Let’s just say it didn’t look like their first time.”
“Wow,” Vida said, taking a deep breath. “Didn’t see that coming.”
“I think they were being a bit careful at your audition. Not wanting to give away too much until they got more comfortable with you. If you hadn’t been there, it might have been a little different.”
Vida frowned. “Sorry I got in the way, then.”
Andy shook his head. “Don’t be. We were all glad you came, at least after the fact. They all like you and think you were a great sport. Yes, it changes the dynamics a bit, but…well, I’m glad you’re in.”
The next few minutes passed in relative silence. Vida engaged in a text exchange while Andy concentrated on driving through the unfamiliar neighborhood, making turns at her direction. The houses in this area were all huge, with vast expanses of lush grass and well-manicured yards giving them plenty of space from the neighbors. The apartment he shared with his mom could fit inside many of their garages. He felt out of his depth, as was usually the case around Vida.
“This is it, on the right,” she said, tucking her phone away as he pulled into the driveway. “You can park along the side of the driveway here, if you want.”
He hadn’t planned on staying, but Vida had said ‘park’ rather than ‘drop me off.’ He did as instructed, but left the car running.
“Wanna come in for a bit?” There was no seductive or suggestive tone to her voice. Rather, it just seemed like something a friend would ask. When he hesitated, she added, “I was just texting Leon, my boyfriend, and he should be here soon. So, if you wanted that introduction, now’s a good time.”
“Uh, I don’t know.” Andy kicked himself for sounding so lame.
Vida didn’t back down. “C’mon. I’ll show you around and you can get your mind off…that other thing.”
The irritation from being reminded about his friends was enough to push him into agreeing. He really did need something to get his mind off what Sean and Den and Lisa might be doing with each other right now. Without him.
She placed a hand on his arm and smiled. “I’m sure we can find a way to clear your head.”
Without explaining what she meant by that, Vida let herself out of the car and waited for him to join her. He followed around to a side door, wondering what she had in mind. Her boyfriend was coming over, which nixed anything sexual. Dope? He wasn’t into that sort of thing, too afraid of losing out on his football opportunities. Alcohol? Almost as bad, especially on a school night and before going home to have dinner with his mom. Still, his mood was dark enough that he was willing to play along and find out.
The inside of Vida’s house was every bit as elegant as the outside. Aside from its sheer size, everything exuded class – polished wood, brass fixtures, crown molding, expensive-looking art. And everything was spotlessly clean. The place hardly looked lived in.
“Well, this is it,” Vida said, giving him a bit of a guilty look. “We’ve only lived here for about three years, and it really doesn’t feel like home yet. And with me moving away in the fall, I’m not sure it ever will. Still, I shouldn’t complain. Got my own room with private bathroom. Girl can’t ask for much more than that.”
Andy smiled at her commentary and followed as she gave him the tour of the place. While it was big, it wasn’t quite what he would call a mansion. Just a really big house. It didn’t have many more rooms than Sean’s place, but those that it had were big and spacious, especially the living room with a second-floor balcony overlooking it. The house had something of a U-shaped layout, wrapping around a gorgeous outdoor pool and hot tub. The yard and outdoor furnishings were elegant, and it appeared to be very private.
“Wow,” he said, genuinely impressed. “M Club should just move all its meetings here.”
Vida shrugged. “We probably could. It’s not like my parents are ever around. And even if they were, they still might kaçak iddaa not notice us.”
Andy picked up that hint of irritation in her voice again and realized how true it was that a house didn’t make a home.
After he got his fill of being awestruck by the backyard, Vida let him upstairs and showed him the home theater room, guest rooms, and her bedroom. Finally, at least one room in the house wasn’t immaculate, though her bedroom was still tidier than he could recall his apartment having ever been. Her furniture looked expensive, but the bed was unmade and homework was strewn across a wide desk in front of windows overlooking the pool. She had many stuffed animals littering a corner where a couple beanbag chairs faced a modest-sized flat screen television mounted on the wall.
Vida dropped her school bag by the desk and held out her arms. “This is where the magic happens. And occasionally my homework.”
“Nice. I approve.” He looked around, taking in a few of the photos of friends and, he assumed, her parents. She looked happy in all of them, so perhaps her lamentations about her parents were a bit overly dramatized.
“Bathroom here, if you need it,” she said, waving toward the one other door back by the desk.
“I’m good, thanks.” He sensed an awkward pause coming on. He still didn’t know her particularly well – not well enough to pick familiar conversation threads. And he was in her room, uncertain what she expected out of it. Was she just that friendly a person, trying to make him feel welcome when he would otherwise be in a funk?
“Vee?” A loud voice called out from somewhere downstairs.
Vida smiled and held up a finger to him. “That’d be Leon. Just a sec.” She walked to her door and yelled out that she was up in her room.
Andy tried to play it cool, but he suddenly felt very conspicuous about being in Vida’s bedroom with her college football playing boyfriend on his way up. Just how was that going to look to him? Did he have any idea she’d brought him over? If so, meeting in the living room or somewhere more “neutral” seemed like it would have been a better idea.
“Hey baby,” Leon said as he stepped through the door. He faltered for a moment as he met eyes with Andy and his grin vanished.
Andy was stunned to realize he knew the guy – Leon Jacobs. Vida hadn’t mentioned that her boyfriend had gone to Highland High, two years ahead of them. Andy only vaguely knew the guy, that he was one of the better players on the varsity squad while he still played JV. On top of the awkwardness of being an older guy who commanded respect for his achievements, Leon had an imposing physical presence. He was mixed ethnicity – African American and Caucasian, most likely – and at nearly Sean’s height he had a good four inches on Andy. And he was built. His arm and calf muscles bulged with unmistakable definition without being quite as bulky as a linebacker or heavier weight position might have. He looked every bit the part of a hard-hitting safety.
“Hi,” Andy said, trying to sound confident.
Leon gave him a quizzical look. “Do I know you?”
“Leon, this is a classmate and friend, Andy Martin,” Vida said, joining her boyfriend and wrapping her fingers around his forearm.
“I was playing JV while you were earning all-conference honors,” Andy said, figuring it might help to play up the respect card.
Leon smiled and nodded. “Okay, I do remember you now. Little short, but fast and tough as a bulldog.”
Andy chuckled, humbled that he was remembered even if for being short of stature. “Yeah. Didn’t exactly grow out of it.”
“Still playing?” Leon stepped forward enough to shake hands with an iron grip.
Vida jumped in. “And that’s part of the reason he’s here. I told him I’d introduce you, since he’ll be playing with you at Southern next year. Thought you could give him some inside tips.”
Leon looked slightly puzzled and Andy immediately realized Leon would know all the incoming scholarship players, especially within his position group. Embarrassed, he quickly tried to set the record straight. “Preferred walk-on. No guarantees.”
“That’s cool,” Leon said, nodding. “We actually have quite a bit of turn-over, so there’s always a chance for a guy with drive and dedication to make the squad. And us Highland guys have a reputation to uphold. Yeah, sure, I can give you the low-down.”
Vida held up her hands. “I’ll let you two talk shop for a bit while I get something to drink. You want anything?”
Leon asked for a Gatorade and Andy simply seconded that request. To his surprise and relief, Leon turned out to be a regular guy and settled into a conversation about football at the college level like they’d been best friends for years. Silly as Vida’s suggestion might have seemed at first, he found himself learning several little tidbits that put him at greater ease with what to expect come training camp time.
If there was any downside to warming to Leon so quickly, it was that he no longer held out hope that Vida needed kaçak bahis any rescuing from her boyfriend by the likes of him. The guy was nice, personable, polite, and good looking. If this was Vida’s standard, he knew he was every bit as out of her league as he’d originally thought back before she joined up with the M Club.
Vida returned a few minutes later, drinks in hand, and settled back on her bed while listening to Leon’s stories. When there was finally a lull in the conversation, she hopped up and took him by the hand.
“Honey,” she said, her sweet voice commanding attention.
“I don’t believe you’ve given me a proper hello kiss yet.”
Leon shook his head and grinned. “Sorry about that.”
He wrapped her in his arms and leaned way down to kiss her. Vida, at over a foot shorter, had to crane her neck back to accept it. She wrapped an arm around his head and locked on, giving him a tongue-filled kiss that was far more than the sort of simple peck one would give in front of decent company. Andy felt slightly uncomfortable at the display. Was she trying to make him uncomfortable, or just establishing beyond any doubt to whom she was attached…in case he was harboring any ideas?
When she finally let go, Leon straightened upright. He gave Andy an apologetic glance and tiniest of shrugs.
Vida kicked back one foot and traced her fingertips along Leons sizeable pecs. “I don’t believe I’ve given you your proper hello blowjob yet.”
Leon appeared a little surprised at her observation, though on the surface far less so than Andy felt. Never had he felt like such a third wheel and he wondered how best he could excuse himself from the situation. Vida, since getting up from the bed, hadn’t so much as glanced his direction.
“Well, that’s okay,” Leon said, running his hand up and down her side. “Understandable with having a guest and all.”
“Andy doesn’t mind,” Vida said, still refusing to look his direction.
Andy’s head whirled. What was she playing at? Did she think she needed to pay him back for her own voyeuristic role back in the library? If so, at least she hadn’t tried to hide him in her closet. Could she be a pure exhibitionist who got off on being watched? He’d never heard any rumors about her along that angle, but that didn’t mean much. The only thing it didn’t feel like was punishment or some deliberate attempt to make him uncomfortable, since she had no motive. None he could think of, anyway.
Leon, over Vida’s head, looked his way. Andy gave him a perplexed shrug and, to his surprise, Leon smiled and almost chuckled. Then he, too, shrugged and turned his attention back to the girl in his arms.
Andy was left to his own, standing awkwardly less than ten feet away from the couple as she began to tug at the hem of Leon’s shirt. He helped her lift it off, revealing a torso every bit as chiseled as his exposed arms and calves. Andy felt a small pang of jealousy and secret hope that the college football program’s trainers might one day have him looking like that. Leon’s skin was just a shade darker than Vida’s, and glistened around the definition in the diffuse late afternoon sunlight.
Once his shirt was casually tossed aside, Vida raked her fingers over his chest and down his abs until reaching the waistband of his athletic shorts. There was no hesitation as she tugged both shorts and underwear down until his semi-erect cock popped free, bouncing while she finished undressing him. Leon had nothing to be ashamed of down below, Andy noted. The guy wasn’t quite as long as Sean or thick as Andy, but he was a close second on both fronts. Leon, surprisingly, didn’t seem the slightest bit embarrassed at having been undressed in front of a near total stranger, or at the state of his cock.
Andy wondered whether this wasn’t the first time this sort of thing had happened to him. Maybe he and Vida were exceptionally open when it came to sex, possibly even with other teammates. Was there a whole other side to this football experience he had to look forward to in the fall?
Vida knelt at Leon’s feet. His cock appeared to have reached full tumescence, pointing up just above the top of her head. She pulled it down with one hand until able to plant a dainty kiss on the tip. Leon sighed and put his hands on his hips, content to let her do her thing.
Andy felt the familiar tightness in his own shorts as his cock responded to the display. Granted, he was only seeing a guy’s cock and not Vida’s cute, naked body, but this was a blowjob and there was no shame in responding to that. He’d seen plenty of porn where it was a dressed woman, her mouth, and a guy’s cock.
Vida began licking the length of Leon’s cock, handling it like one with considerable experience. Andy felt a pang of jealousy at all the guys who’d been on the receiving end of Vida’s attention before, but also hopeful that perhaps he could one day be a beneficiary of that history.
After licking him all over, she changed gears and began sucking on Leon’s balls – taking one and then the other into her mouth. While doing things to them with her tongue Andy could only imagine, Vida also stroked his shaft. Leon closed his eyes and rocked his hips in time with her motions.
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