Delta Phi Inc - Part 19

I'm currently writing smut from a hospital bed. I never thought I'd say that, but here we are! Nothing too serious, thankfully, and I have a very hot doctor who may or may not have seen me naked already! Ah, the joys of a slipped disc. 

All characters are 18+

"You're gonna have to do better than that".

I'd been on it for over an hour. My neck felt like it was going to snap in two, my jaw was aching, and my back was burning. I knew he was holding out on me. More than once, Lawrence had stopped me in my tracks and let himself go soft, only to return me to my duties.

"And say it again" he grinned, pulling me off his drenched dick.

"I'll never forget our date again, master Lawrence" I said, a half smile on my face, because I knew he was teasing. "Now can you please hurry up and cum before I pass out?"

He nodded and stuck his cock back in my mouth. This was certainly the best apology I'd ever given, and when he moaned out and filled my throat with sperm, I gulped it down hungrily.

"So" he sighed contently, as I fell back onto my own bed with his taste in my mouth, "hows the new website coming along?"

"Awful" I admitted, "we're getting the guys, but finding people to subscribe is a complete shit show".

Lawrence stayed naked but sat up.

"You need to get the name out" he shrugged, reaching for his laptop, "I was thinking about it, and I can help".

My eyes widened. "You can?"

"For a price" he smiled, his fingers tapping.

"Sure, whatever you want" I shrugged, because I knew the guys would be happy to pay up if Lawrence could somehow drive traffic for us.

"Give me a day" he said, and that is all it took.

"Bro, can you believe this shit?" Carter gasped as we sat in the coffee shop, "over eight hundred subscribers overnight!"

Brandon and Jake gawped at the screen, then at me. "How did you do it?" Jake asked, dumbfounded.

"I know a guy" I smirked, sipping.

"That's like..." Carter did the math in his head, "nine grand between four of us!"

"Minus fees" I added, remembering Lawrence's words.

"Yeah, but I mean that's still seven K, baby!" Brandon said excitedly, rubbing his hands together. I squirmed.

"Yeah" I nodded, because there was no need to get into specifics now.

The guys were on top of the world by the time we left the coffee shop. People continued to sign up as they spoke about our next move, and they even became brave enough to suggest that we'd put Delta out of business.

"Fuck those assholes" Carter scoffed, "the way we're going, we'll make light work of them".

I wanted to be as excited as they were, but I'd made a deal with Lawrence. It wasn't a bad deal. After all, before his help, we were sharing less than two grand between us, now, despite the fact that Lawrence had requested a sizeable cut, we were still better off.

"I'm gonna buy a new car for my mom in a few weeks" Brandon told us, and so began a conversation about what they planned to spend their money on.

"Seeing as you've got some secret magic man" Carter laughed, "I guess you can be the money guy".

I was glad of that. It would be far easier to simply give the guys their cut after taking out Lawrence's money, than have them question it beforehand.

"We need to make more content" Jake said, "and I think I know the right guy".

Jason Logan was a six foot four basketball player who looked angry every single second of the day. He was one of those guys who was so good at what he did, that he looked at everyone else like they were pieces of shit. Honestly, I had no idea how Jake had managed to get the nineteen year old to agree to something like this, but when we asked, he told us that Jason owed him one. Whatever that meant, I wasn't sure.

"I want a mask" the unit of a man said, and Carter threw him a black ski mask, which matched the colour of his skin. "And if my name gets mentioned in this, I'll fuck you all up".

I gulped and looked at Jake, but he didn't seem too bothered.

When the camera began to roll, Jason looked around and pulled down his baggy pants. It took only seconds to notice the large barrel that lay against his thigh beneath the loose boxer shorts. He sat back on a crate and Brandon shoved me gently.

I'd never even spoken to Jason before. He wasn't the type of guy that one would make small talk with, or any talk for that matter. He watched me walk toward him like he was about to reach over and rip my throat out, and when I finally stood between his outstretched legs, I felt my knees tremble.

"Are you waiting for a bus?" He snapped lowly, "suck it if you're gonna suck it".

As handsome as the young man was, he was a complete fucking asshole. This wasn't just a dominant straight dude, this was someone who didn't want to be here, and he was making that increasingly obvious.

"Is there something wrong with this kid?" He asked Carter, but nobody responded, so I got to my knees and lowered his underwear.

His large cock hung limp over a set of sagging balls. The sweaty musk hit me in the throat, and unfortunately, it was completely delicious. His loose foreskin hugged the end of his meat, and sheepishly, I took it in my hand.

Jason's eyes stayed on me as though he was waiting for me to make a mistake so he could murder me. His rod twitched as I peeled back the skin to reveal a pink helmet which looked stark against the darkness of his pole.

As much as I disliked the guy, I couldn't deny that he had one of the best cocks I'd ever seen, and when I ran my tongue along it, I did so because deep down, I wanted to blow his mind. I wanted to impress him so much that he'd forget that he was a douchebag and let himself go. Instead, Jason yawned.

"How long do I need to do this?" He asked, checking his watch, "I've got places to be".

Carter looked over at the others as I held Jason's cock in my hand.

"Until you cum, I guess" he shrugged.

"Open" he said to me, and instinctively I opened my mouth.

The basketball played jammed his large cock head between my lips and began furiously stroking his shaft. I tried to go down him, but he held me in place and continued jerking, and without even a sound, Jason's balls contracted, he dragged my head backwards, and lashed his creamy, hot load all across my face.

It happened within a minute, and although his seed was dripping into my eager mouth, I felt like I'd barely gotten to taste him.

Carter got a shot of my cum soaked face, but the stuff was still warm as Jason stood up, dragged his pants up and held out his hand. Nobody was too impressed, least of all me.

"Sorry about that" Jake sighed, "I thought he would have been more into it".

"Fuck it" Carter shrugged, replaying the video, "I bet people love straight guys being assholes anyway".

Apparently Carter was correct. Within an hour of posting the free teaser, the thing had gone almost viral. Thousands of people were seeing it, and I was quite sure that even when we were with Delta, we hadn't gotten this type of interaction.

"Looks like you guys are doing pretty well" Lawrence grinned when I returned to the room. "Almost two thousand new subscribers since yesterday".

"You're a fucking genius man!" I grinned, dropping my bag, and just as I turned to thank my roommate with the most incredible blowjob I had ever given, a knock sounded at the door.

"Grab that, will you?" Lawrence asked, and I nodded and opened it.

My eyes widened and then I smiled.

"Here to apologise?" I asked Wyatt, who looked surprised to see me.

"Is Lawrence here?" He asked, ignoring my question, and I cocked a brow and stepped aside.

Why would Wyatt want to see Lawrence? I watched as he walked into the room and stood at the end of Lawrence's bed.

"What are you doing here, Wyatt?" I asked, standing next to him, "if you're here to beg for us to come back now that we're making more –"

"Here's your cut" Wyatt said, almost solemnly, as he threw a thick envelope toward Lawrence who caught it, flicked it open and counted it quickly.

"Slow month?" He asked, with a grin on his face.

Wyatt glared at me as my mouth fell open, then looked back at Lawrence. "Yeah" he said bitterly, "now that you're running two businesses".

With those words, Wyatt turned on his heel and left the room, and I stood there in shock.

"Y... You're running Delta Phi?" I asked, unable to make sense of things as I stared at him.

Lawrence shrugged and returned to his laptop.

"Don't take it personally, Hunter" he said, "it's just business".

He pulled down the front of his shorts a moment later and smiled up at me. "Blowjob?"