Playboy [BoyXBoy]

.:7:.

I had my hopes high for the week, but it turned out to be nothing but a disappointment right up until Sunday evening. Just like he asked me to, I had been coming to Vic's house every day after school, but he ended up barely even touching me. We talked like friends, but that was just not good enough. I bonded with the girls a lot and, when they asked why I was always gone for the first half of the day, I was forced to say that I went to college, because I assumed that they did not know Vic's real age which meant that they too could not know mine. Of course, I stayed away from Danielle the whole time.

"I just don't know what to do about this anymore!" I exhaled deeply, slouching further into the couch. Maria's fingers were, once again, tangled in my hair, softly playing with it.

"Kellin, you're our only hope," the always-dramatic Amy exclaimed. "I don't even care about any of us getting used by Vic anymore, I just don't want the Pansy Peach to win!" The other females nodded in agreement. "And, right now, she is in the lead."

In all honesty, this 'war' between all of Vic's pets was quite amusing (especially all of the nicknames they gave her). All of these cute, harmless ladies were gossiping about Danielle like she was the most horrible person in the world. I did not get a proper chance to meet her, so I never got a good look into her personality, but she did not seem that bad. Just very selfish and slightly disrespectful. However, I wanted to go along with what they were doing because it would, at least, give my life a more enjoyable spark.

"What's your speciality in bed?" Taylor chimed in, making Melanie choke on the juice from her sippy cup, as she heard the straightforward phrase, and having Lynn comfortingly pat her on the back to ease the feeling. Upon seeing my confused expression, Taylor elaborated. "You said you had a master before: what did he enjoy most from you? Like handjobs, blowjobs, strip-teases?"

I thought for a while. Kevin was never one to tell me what I was doing right, but I recalled him always having a slightly different (and better) reaction to one of the acts.

"Blowjobs," I confirmed confidently. I had given plenty of those and knew how to use my tongue pretty well. But what did this have to do with anything?

"I have a plan," Taylor carried on mischievously. "Tomorrow morning, when Vic is sti-" her words were cut off by the sound of a loud, pleasurable, feminine moan echoing around the walls of the house. We all rolled our eyes simultaneously at the noise. Vic and Danielle were at it again. Did they ever stop?

"As I was saying," the girl cleared her throat. "Before anyone wakes up, you should go to Vic's bedroom; that way Awful Apricot won't get to him before we have the chance to. While he's still sleeping, slowly pull down his pants and blow him. He'll wake up to apparently one of the best feelings in the world, according to men, and, when he realises it's you, he won't want the Obnoxious Orange anymore. Vic will only want you instead!"

I stared at her blankly, as did everyone else. This plan was absolutely insane, reckless, erotic and frowned upon.

"Perfect." I grinned from ear to ear. We all giggled together at a plan to bring Danielle down. These girls were crazy, but I loved them.

"What if it doesn't work, though?" Lynn asked worriedly. "Vic could get really mad and kick you out."

"It won't be much of a change," I muttered begrudgingly, knowing that what I was saying was fully true. If I would get kicked out, it would not impact me that much. Yes, these girls would be missed, however, I could still meet up with them or call. "But I have school tomorrow so I can just avoid him for most of the day if the plan doesn't work. So, in the end, the only thing that can really go wrong is if I don't wake up on time," I chuckled to lighten the mood.