Angels of a Feather

Chapter 1

                                                                                            Nick

“f**k, harder,” I gasped as I had my ass pounded relentlessly, though not that good. If I was being honest this guy was maybe a three when it came to s*x. And I think my d**k was getting soft rather than almost ready to blow.

“Oh, f**k,” he cried before wildly and poorly thrusting like there was no tomorrow. “I’m cumming.” Already? We had only been at this for maybe five minutes and I wasn’t even close. Not to mention I sucked him off and did all the work to prep myself. Dude had never f****d a guy before and I was not about to have him make me sore in all the wrong ways.

He pulled out and threw his c*m filled condom in the trash. “That was great,” Eric, I think that was his name, told me.

“Yeah,” I said, getting off the bed to find my clothes. “Real great.” I was most definitely soft now. Such a shame. Cute and sexy guy that barely knew how to f**k.

“Where are you going?” he asked, confused. 

“To my apartment. I have a paper to write,” I lied, not that he had to know it was already done, but way easier than hurting his feelings.

“Oh, I thought maybe we could, ya’ know, sleep?” he suggested, looking like a wounded puppy.

“Listen, you are really sweet, but I don’t think this thing between us is really going to work out,” I told him. Looks like feelings had to be hurt... damn.

“Oh... alright,” he said. I finished getting dressed and hated how I smelled like s*x and I didn’t even get off. I pulled out my phone and tried to figure out the best way to walk home since I had Eric drive us around tonight. 

“You have to start planning better, Nick,” I told myself as I started my walk home.

It had been two years since I had started college and I now lived off campus in my own apartment. I wouldn’t have been able to handle it if Dad, Relda, and Kanai hadn’t helped with the rent and cosigned the lease for me. Though they only agreed to since I was doing great in college, otherwise they would have kept me on campus.

Andrea, my high school bestie, had left me for a new friend group, which was fine. We still talked and were on good terms, but we weren’t as close as we were since she was a cheerleader and I quit after high school. 

I had a cool job though. I worked at a music store and gave music lessons for the guitar and piano, my instruments of choice. It was fun helping kids learn and teaching old people who always wanted to but never could. The best was this old man who paid me to teach his wife on the piano he bought her for her birthday. It was so f*****g cute.

My stomach grumbled as I passed one of those retro twenty four hour fifties cafes. I decided I could use a burger right now and went in. I blinked when I saw a guy dressed in all white. Maybe he was a med student? His clothes looked like scrubs... but didn’t they normally wear blue? I shrugged my shoulders and slid into a booth and grabbed one of the menus they had. A burger, fries, and a chocolate shake were the perfect meal to turn this f****d up night right around.