Brother's Keeper✔️

14. Boy Get Out of Here

Brian POV

It was only week five of school and his grades were slipping. He received a 90 out of 100 on his Physics test and a 91 on his Biochemicals class. Low As was not good for the start of his year. Things only got harder.

He had to buckle down. That did not mean less time with his fraternity, that meant less time fucking around. If he could give up the ladies while he pledged, he could do it again while he was on the other side making new members.

Every day he was not in a set with the guys, he was buried in his books, either at home or the library, or with his various study groups. He needed to get one hundred on his next tests. He was not about that A-minus life.

"I don't see what the big deal is, you're the smartest guy I know," Timothy said, while they were in a study group in the Student Union with two other people from their Bio-Chem class. They sat at a large table in a study room, the other two people on the far end.

Timothy could say that he made straight As easily and that was enough for him. That would be enough for the white boy to go to whatever medical school he wanted. He knew as a Black man, he needed to aim higher just for a level playing field. If it came down to identical transcripts, they would choose the white man over him. It wasn't fair, but it was what it was. How did he beat him out for Salutatorian he had no clue...oh wait, he did, skin color.

"Why don't you just focus on your life, I got mine," he said to him. They had already been in the study session for two hours, first quizzing each other, now going over things they all missed. He got all his answers right, but he never rested on those laurels. There was always more to learn.

"Yo," Timothy said, lowering his voice as he glanced over at the two girls studying with them. "Which one are you smashing?"

"Man!" He pushed him away.

The girls, Sabrina the cute but definitely lesbian girl, with sandy-blonde hair, cut short, and Lissa the rich girl with more boobs than brains. Lissa was a Kylie Jenner lookalike. He happened to know she idolized the Kardashian/Jenner lifestyle. Sure, he let Lissa blow him off last year when she needed help in a class and then he helped her to get the B she needed on a test. He wasn't into her though. She kept wanting a repeat, and he kept telling her no.

Sabrina and Lissa were best friends. He was cool with Sabrina and she never tried anything with him, and he never tried anything with her. Not that he hadn't had sex with plenty of girls who considered themselves gay.

"Are you guys going to study or whisper like little teenagers to each other?" Sabrina said to them.

"Hey, I'm trying!" Brian ran a hand through his locs in a frustrated sigh. "I like to be focused when I am studying."

"Oh come on, we all know you will pass this class with flying colors," Lissa said, then mumbled. "Nerd."

"I'll be your nerd, but don't ask for help again when you need to pull your grade up." He went back to his books, reading over his chapters. Once he read over something new, he knew it, just like that. His photographic memory helped but he still needed to understand what he was reading, that's where focus helped.

"Come on Brian, don't be like that." She tried to flirt with a smile, but he wasn't having it. That was not enough for him to bow down to her, because she was pretty. He thought she was an airhead and did not understand why she was in the same field as he was. No one would take her too seriously with her breasts always hanging out like that.

Then again, maybe she would go further to him.

Again, he had to focus on himself and getting through his tough classes. Eyes on the prize. Sometimes he wished J'Nae was there with him. He wouldn't mind studying with her. She knew how to be there for him, but also would not distract him, just let him do his thing.

He loved and missed her.

After his study session, he Facetimed her as he walked to the parking lot to get to his car.

"Babe, I'm just calling to tell you I miss you."

She smiled and his heart melted seeing her cute dimples. "Aaw, you're so sweet!"

"I'm serious girl, I need you to come to see me."

"I know, I know."

"Next weekend?"

"I will try."

"Okay, and if you don't want to drive, I'll drive my ass way to St. Louis to get you and bring you..."

He stopped when he saw Lissa standing at his minivan waiting for him. What now? "Aye babe, Imma hit you up later, gotta go. Love you."

"Love you too."

"Aaw, that was so sweet, you think you're in love with your little girlfriend."

"Lissa, I ain't got the time for you. What do you want?"

"Come on Brian, you know what I want."

"Me to fuck you? Or do you just want to blow me again? Which one?"

"You know, they say once you go Black, you never go back." She giggled at that, but it wasn't funny. She was a low-key mad racist. Wanted Black dick because the Kardashians liked Black dick. If mommy or daddy would ever see her with his dick in her mouth, she would be shunned from the family.

"Girl, get on somewhere." He unlocked his car, moved her aside, and opened the door.

"Come on Brian, I'm not even asking for anything in return."

He looked her over, remembering she did give good head. And he was stressing the fuck out about his grades. He hadn't popped one off in a minute. He sat got in the car, sat, and tossed his phone in the other seat. He thought about her lips wrapped around him and pulled down his sweats.

"Come on, suck my dick right now."

Right there, leaned over in his lap, half in his van half standing out. Anyone could walk by and see, and if she did not care, he did not care. It felt really good so he was not complaining.

This was not sex. This was a stress relief. He would feel better, she would feel better, and they would go on with their lives. He leaned his head back, and let that feeling course through his body. Head was the best thing ever created. The warmness of the mouth, the sucking, the way she used her hand, and a lot of spit to cover his whole length. She liked to slurp loud and hum on his dick. He was going to scream like a bitch in the car

"Yeah girl, keep sucking it like that!" He wrapped his fingers through her long dark hair, guiding her down on him just right.

If she wasn't such a bitch, he would take her back to his place and fuck her good. Better yet, he might take her in the back seat and angry fuck her anyway.

Then he heard crying coming from his phone.

He had not hung up with J'Nae. He quickly grabbed the phone he tossed in the seat beside him, looked, and saw J'Nae there, crying frantically and wiping away tears.

"Baby, baby, no...don't..."

What the hell could he say when the bitch still had his dick in her mouth and now started to make slurping noises even louder.

"I hate you!"

"No, babe listen, it's just...it's nothing baby. I love you and..."

J'Nae ended the call.

"Fuck!" he screamed out, trying to Facetime her back. "Lissa, can you stop!" he yelled at her because he wasn't even hard anymore, she was just messing around with his limp dick.

She smiled up at him. "But that was fun."

"Stop it! Go! Now! I'm not playing with you."

"I hope your girl enjoyed the show," she said, wiping the corners of her mouth. "Byeeee!"

J'Nae would not pick up. He had fucked up now.

A/N: I think Brian is a lost cause. I like to redeem my characters somehow at the end, but I don't see that with this one. We will see.