The Bet 2

After taking a shower, I slid into bed. Falling asleep was harder than I wanted it to be, to be honest. I kept thinking about what had happened and how Jacob treated me like a mere prize or hunt trophy whose head he was to bring to his dumb friends so they could hang it on the wall. It was disgusting; I thought more of him.

 

He thought he could just charm me with some dick? That was quite mean of him. I never thought he could be so shallow, but he was. It was really upsetting. I mean, I had a good time having oral sex, but I attribute my willingness to the fact that I like him and that I was drunk, besides, he had aroused me already.

 

I kept turning on my bed, not a trace of sleep filling my body. I wanted nothing more than sleeping right now, I wanted to stop thinking so much. Since all tries at falling asleep were useless, I turned on my phone to browse the web or something dumb while my body got sleepy. As soon as I turned it on, I had 3 text messages from Jacob, all sent over an hour ago.

 

“I am really sorry, Keith. It was a bet at first but then I met you and saw you were more than that” – 11:28 P.M

“Would you like to go on a date tomorrow? It’s on me” – 11:40 P.M

“I understand if you don’t. I’m sorry, I was a jerk” – 12:22 A.M

 

He seemed to really want my forgiveness now. I wonder what even made him change his mind, we did not get to know each other that well, anyway. But I still liked him a lot so, my dumb, sleepy self decided to accept his invitation.

 

“A date sounds fine”

I sent the text then began checking some social media sites, to see pics from the party. I was surprised because Jacob replied to me really quickly.

 

“Let’s go grab sushi at noon, I pick you”

 

His message sounded confident and assertive. I wonder what he was planning now. I really like Jacob, and even more so after getting to know him and his actual sweet side at the party, but it still bothered me so much that he made a bet on me, and reeled me to the point of almost completing his job.

I was feeling two, maybe three things now: uncertainty, rage and excitement. One, because I was not really sure about going out with Jacob, the other because I was still angry because of the bet, and the third one because I was really excited to go out on a date with him. I mean, he is my crush after all!

 

While debating my feelings internally with myself, I went to sleep faster than before. Maybe talking to Jacob before sleeping made me feel a bit more relaxed, who knows. Despite my rage, I slept pretty well that night. I was still thinking about Jacob’s dick.

 

I woke up at 10 a.m the following day, and rushed my way out of bed. Soon enough, it would be time for my date with Jacob, and I was just waking up! I had a quick breakfast, some cold pizza from the fridge, then took a hot shower. I still smelt like liquor from last night’s party, and I bet many others on campus smelt the same way.

 

I put on a forest green polo shirt, dark jeans, a gold clock and held my hair backwards with a bit of gel. Without noticing it, I dressed like I was made out of money, something that was actually very inaccurate with my actual funds. I liked how I looked, however, and expected Jacob to pay as much attention to his attire as I did.

 

Then, I got a message from him. When my phone sounded, which was something already odd, I jumped to get it, because I knew it was him. I liked any sort of attention coming my way from him, so it was something I looked forward to.

 

“On my way to pick you up”

 

I could almost read the message with his voice. Since last night’s drunken anger had vanished, all I could feel now was joy and excitement over my date with Jacob. I decided that in order for the date to go well, I had to leave the bet behind. Besides, he seemed truly sorry about it.

 

I went outside my dorm building to wait for Jacob, and before long, I saw him approaching me from the distance. It was a sunny day, very nice to go out. He was wearing a white shirt with black jeans and a golden necklace that shimmered with the rays of sunlight bouncing off it. He looked quite edible, and when he got close to me I caught a whiff of his cologne. Divine.

“Are you ready for sushi?” he asked in a confident tone, and I nodded. We made way to the campus’ sushi bar, and as soon as we sat down on the table he could not stop talking. He kept apologizing, talking about the party and the great time he had, and other silly things about how I was cute and all.

 

We had plenty of sushi, and I was not used to eating that, so I felt really full after a few rolls. I was feeling a bit nauseous, so he offered to go to his dorm, which was the next building over. Oh, the coincidences. I agreed, knowing already what the agenda was. We left the restaurant and made way to his dorm, which was suspiciously empty.

 

We got into his room and we sat down. “I am feeling better now. Why did you bring me here?” I asked. I sounded cynical now. “I was worrying about you” he said in a serious tone. “You sure? No tricks this time?” I asked, he was still looking at me with a serious expression. “No tricks. I would not do that again” he said, still very serious.

 

I looked away, then got close to his face with mine and kissed him on the lips. It was a slow, sensual and cute kiss. It was way better than the kissing last night. “You’re genuinely sweet” he said after we kissed. “I can be mean too” I said, then giggled. I took his shirt off in a single motion, and he made a surprised expression that was rather funny.

 

I began sucking on his nipples, his moaning turning me on. Neither of us were drunk, and neither of us were under some crazy bet. We were just listening to our bodies and letting them be. He stood up and took his pants off, revealing his hard cock before me. Without a doubt, I grabbed it then began sucking on it.

 

I was not sure if this was good, but I liked it. Before I knew it, he was rimming my ass. We were really going there. When he stopped, I turned to see him putting on a condom. Then, he grabbed his dick and put it inside my ass slowly.

 

This was honestly my second time having anal sex, and it felt much better than last time. Jacob really knew what he was doing, and he fucked me like a pornstar. I did not moan, I did not like being noisy while having sex.

 

He pulled out then flipped me over the sofa easily. I was surprised at his strength. Then, he began sucking on my cock, getting it wet in instants, precum oozing out of me like a fountain. He pinched my nipples and held my balls as he sucked, making me cum inside his mouth before I could notice.

 

When I came, I did moan loudly. He swallowed the semen then stood up and began jerking off in front of me. “Come on me” I said, very seductively. When I was with Jacob in private, I was not really myself. After a few moments of wanking, he let out his load over my abdomen, then stood on the sofa and put his penis on my face. I began to suck it, getting any little bit of semen left inside it out, then swallowing.

 

He sat next to me, panting. “This may seem rushed, but I like being with you” he said, staring onto me, but I did not look at him. “I decided to put the bet behind us, but I’m still careful” I replied, getting him off guard. I did turn to see his almost scared expression. It was nice.

 

We began to dress up, and he kissed me as I put on my pants. “I hope you had a good time, at least” he said in a tender voice. Of course I did! I was with my crush, for fuck’s sake. I kissed him back, then said “For sure. Maybe we can plan another date soon?” and he smiled.