Straight A's S2 E5 | Our beta gets caught in the middle of our fight

Everyone is over the age of 18

Continued directly after the last story…

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If he comes in with a swing, I need to be ready. I imagine which hand he's going to hit with and how I'm going to block it as I unlock the deadbolt.

“About fucking time. I thought you were going to hide from me, pussy bitch.” Ben sneers at me as soon as I open the door. “I knew you'd be here, taking it up the ass.”

Fuck, he pisses me off so much. 

By instinct, I grab the front of his shirt and he pushes me backwards. I grip tightly with balled fists to take him with me and we stumble into Joe’s apartment.

“Get off me, beta bitch!” Ben tears my hands off him. “I didn't come here to fuck you!” 

“Yeah right.” I spit to the side. “You can’t drop the subject. I bet you're have a fucking boner thinking about it.” 

Shit. I saw the rage in his eyes right before he charged at me like a bull. 

“Ah!” My back hits the wall and his weight knocks the wind out of me. I push back at his sturdy body as hard as I can. 

“Don't… fuck…” Ben grunts to keep his hold on me. “...with…me…I will fuck your pretty face up.” He pins me down with one arm and grabs my face with his other hand. 

Just reacting by reflex, my fist connects with his chin, and the searing pain shoots up my forearm. 

Fuck! 

At the very least, it causes Ben to back up. 

“You're dead, motherfucker.” 

“Stop!” Joe cries out from his bedroom’s doorway.

I dodge one of Ben’s swings and charge with my left shoulder. He grapples onto me and stops my momentum, using his wrestling training to his advantage. 

“Stop!!!!” Joe's voice is closer now. 

“You!” Ben’s hot breath is beside my ear. “You want to serve this beta bitch? He's weak as fuck!” I push back against him to no avail. “I'll show you a real man.” 

FUCK! With a loud grunt, Ben lifts me off my feet and a second later, I crash down onto the kitchen floor.

Ow.

I have to get up.

Now.

“Stop!” 

NOW!

“Get out of my way,” Ben says, out of breath. 

“No, stop! Get out of my house or I'm calling the police!”

I flip over and pause on my knees, my world spinning a little. This isn't going to end well, no matter what. I might as well give it all I got. 

“Stay on your knees, bitch.” I can hear the smirk on Ben’s face. “Get off me!” I look up at Joe hanging onto Ben’s arm. “I said, get off!”

I stand up on my shaky knees and refocus. Make it a good one and knock him out. Just one good one and he’ll be out good. Joe is buying me some time to catch my breath. 

“Get off me, you beta!” Ben flings his arm aggressively. 

Here we go. I take a deep breath and get ready to charge again. 

“GET! OFF!” Ben notices my stance and twists his body roughly, flinging Joe off him. 

THUD!

Wait. 

“Come at me, motherfucker!” Ben motions at me, his face glistening with sweat. 

Wait!

I look over at Joe holding the back of his head. Did he just hit it on the kitchen counter?

“Come on!” Ben shouts impatiently.

“Shut up,” I say, dropping my fists. “Joe, you alright?”

“Oh god…” Joe groans in pain. “Stop…fighting…” I help him sit up straight and get one look at his face, before he turns to the side and throws up. 

Shit.

We fucked up. We fucked up bad. 

“Shit. You alright, dude?” Ben’s voice shakes. 

I swallow my pride and turn to the asshole. “Did you drive?” 

“What? Yeah, I drove.”

“We need to go to the hospital.” I help Joe stand up. He's too short to hang his arm around my shoulder so I pick him up entirely. 

“Is he gonna barf in my car?” Ben stops once he catches the look in my eyes. “Alright, let's go.” 

The car ride there was extremely awkward. Obviously, we had no time to get changed before we left, so we sat in silence with the clothes from before. My back was sweaty from the fight and it wouldn’t dry from sitting in the car. 

Once we arrive, I pick Joe up again and head into the emergency room. 

“I can walk,” he says weakly and then presses his face against my shoulder. 

“You could at least close the door!” Ben shouts behind us. 

Fuck that motherfucker. I grit my teeth and kept walking straight.

It seemed like it took forever for them to give us a room, but I felt more relieved once he was in a bed. The nurse said he should try to stay awake at least until the doctor came and tasked me with distracting him. 

“I'm sorry, Joe. That got way out of hands.” I feel so bad seeing how pale he is.

“Hand. Singular.” Joe gives me a feeble smile. 

“I have two of them.” That gets a little chuckle out of him and then he winces. “Are you okay?” 

“I'm fine.” My back hurts from getting slammed onto the floor and I'm sure his grip on my arm is going to leave a bruise. If I'm lucky, I would've done some damage to his face. 

The doctor came pretty quickly after and checked Joe out. He asked some questions about what happened and we gave him some vague answers. 

“You have a concussion. So, you need to stay here for at least a couple more hours. If you throw up again, then we'll keep you for longer.” The doc leaves shortly after. 

“My first concussion. I'll have to celebrate this.” Joe smiles at me again, like he should be the one to reassure me. 

“Fuck, dude. I'm so sorry.” I put my face in my hands. “You shouldn't have gotten in the middle of that.”

“It's alright,” he says, taking one of my hands. His fingers are cold like always. “It was kind of hot.” 

I can’t help but chuckle at that. It’s true that we didn't get to finish our morning session, so he's probably still horny. 

“I would rather you not picture me and him together.” I rub his fingers. “Or it'll be my turn to throw up.” 

“Who said anything about him?” Joe gives me a look and I lean down to kiss him. His lips are cold too. He keeps his head there and I kiss him again, transferring some of my heat to him. 

“Do you need anything? I could go to the vending machine. Fuck, did the doc say you can eat?” 

“Mm…” Joe whines softly and I give him another kiss again. We can hear people passing around us, but the sheet separating us from the rest of the hospital is doing a decent job at giving us privacy. 

I'm horny too. I didn't get to finish this morning. But… he has a concussion, so he can’t possibly want something right now, right?

“Mmm…” he whines again and I shift my chair closer so I can kiss him more deeply. His hand touches my lap and squeezes. 

Okay, he does want it. 

“I could use a little… protein snack.” His hand finds my crotch and massages my growing hard-on.

“Joe, we’re—” I turn my head to look at the sheet “door”. “I can't just bang you here.” 

“I think I'm too concussed to be banged right now anyway.” Joe laughs. “Just feed it to me. I want you to finish from this morning.”

“I can wait.” I gasp as his hand slides up my basketball shorts and wraps around my shaft. He caresses it gently and brings more blood to the organ. 

“I can’t wait.” Joe leans in for another kiss and I give it to him. 

I want nothing more than to feed him right now. If that's what's going to make him feel better, I even feel obliged to do so. 

“Please?” He whispers in my mouth. I suck on his bottom lip, suppressing a moan as he rubs my precum onto my cock head.

"Ok." I stand up, pull down my shorts and lean onto the hospital bed. I didn't want to climb up completely in case it can’t handle my weight, so Joe needs to lean forward to take the tip in. 

“Mmm…” He sighs with contentment as he suckles. He uses his hand to stroke the base since he can't get more in. 

“Is that good?” I comb his hair. “Oh…” The spit from his mouth gets slathered by his fist to the rest of my cock. 

“Mmhmm…” he says. 

“Good boy. Oh fuck…” I whisper as Joe manages to take more of the shaft in. 

I was more turned on than I thought. It must have been the mixture of the unfinished morning session and being in public. I could see people’s shoes passing under the curtain. Or maybe it's the adrenaline from fighting. 

“Fuck, Joe.” His slippery hand cups my balls. 

“Are you close?” He kisses my tip. 

“Not yet.” If anything, I want to fuck him really hard. The slow teasing is amazing, but it's not going to finish me. 

“I'm a little dizzy.” Joe looks up at me with a weak smile. 

“It's okay.” I take my cock for him and stroke.

“I still want it.” 

“I know.” I spit on my cock and stroke it fast in front of his face. 

“You're so beautiful.” My cock hardens at his submissive gaze. 

Give it to him. He wants it. He deserves it. 

He leans down and kisses my bouncing balls. Then, he reaches between my legs and stokes my taint, also wet from his spit. 

“Oh…” The energy buzzes inside me. He circles the area under my balls. He opens his mouth, staring up at me with his puppy eyes. 

I grab his forearm with my other hand and move it deeper. His fingers circle from my taint and touch my hole.

Fuck. Why is that so good? Fuck!

“I'm going to cum,” I whisper. Joe opens his mouth wider and I slow down as I reach my explosion. 

Circle 

His tongue licks below my mushroom head. 

“Mm!” I hold back a louder moan. The cum we built up from this morning shoots out of me, drawing a line across his mouth and right cheek. 

His two fingers spread my hole and I realize that it's contracting. I aim my cock inside his mouth and deposit my load directly on his tongue. 

“Oh…” 

Joe looks up at me with his tongue out. 

His finger massages my ring. 

“Mmm…” I'm used to the orgasm weakening after the third shot but it just keeps coming. A wild jet hits his nostril. I close my eyes and keep rubbing for him. 

Give it all to him. 

He wants it

He deserves it!!!

“Ah…” I whisper as I squeeze the last drop onto his lips. Joe’s eyes brighten with happiness as he takes over holding my cock. “You've got some on your…”

Stroking me with one hand, Joe scoops up cum from his face with the other and smears it on my cock. 

“Fuck.” I close my eyes at the sensitive feeling of him sucking my cock. I shiver, feeling finally more relaxed after the big fight. 

“I think we can get the doc to discharge me now,” Joe says after sucking. “I feel all better.” 

I snicker at his joke and then pull up my shorts. “Seriously, do you want something to eat? I'm starving.” 

“Yeah, that'd be nice.” Joe sucks his fingers clean.