The All Star

I could tell that Jon was stressed out. He came home from work and buried his head in his computer. The two monitors were full of spreadsheets, social media, and news aggregators. He spent hours looking at them, furiously clicking through them. Our tiny two-bedroom apartment was filled with mouse clicks, keyboard clacks, and muttered curses.But Jon wasn?t some Wall Street quant, he was a graduate assistant to the basketball program for a relatively small midwestern university. Jon had played hoops in high school and college, but after it became clear that he wasn?t going to go pro, he?d decided to make a push in the direction of coaching. I met him shortly after he started at the university and we?d been together since.?What?s wrong,? I asked him.?I?ve been working with this recruit from Florida, real stud center, but I think he?s on the fence. And I just lost two other kids in my portfolio. If I can reel this kid in, it?ll make my recruiting game so strong, I dunno, I might be able to push for an assistant coach spot somewhere, but if I lose him, I?m not sure I?ll even be here next year. I mean, I got Coach to offer him an official visit, but he?s been cagey.??Okay, well, there?s nothing you can do about that, right? That?s not your fault.??That?s not how it works, Becca, there?s stuff I can do, but the school can?t do. Ya know? It?s?. Well, it?s basically NCAA rules violations. That?s how this game works. Sketchy stuff rolls down hill. If something sketchy is going to happen, Coach wants plausible deniability.??So, like what, are you supposed to bribe him?? I asked. This was back before college students got NIL deals and it was easier to funnel money to recruits. Any hint of financial shenanigans would bring Jon?s career to a crashing halt.He shook his head, ?I dunno, not like I got the money to bribe him, and Coach didn?t leave a suitcase full of cash in my cubicle. But I gotta figure out how to bring him in. I mean, I?ve all but promised him he?ll start if he comes here. I message him every day. Like all of his tweets. Pretty much told him I?ll arrange for someone to handle his academics.?I looked over Jon?s shoulder at the screen. Pictures of Deandre Jones were plastered over it. He was a good-looking high school kid with a strong middle-of-the-pack ranking. Not the kind of kid that was likely to get offers from top-notch contenders, but the kind of kid who was on the bubble, the exact kind of kid that Jon said Hillside University wanted to poach and develop. The kind of kid that might play here for a year and then transfer to a better school, but would have been a banger to have on the team for that year. And the kind of kid that if would go on to better things would improve the portfolio of everyone at HVU who?d recruited him. ?Wellllll,? I drawled out as I thought, ?one thing I know high school boys like is girls. I bet I could get V or Sarah to show him a good time.? Vanessa and Sarah were my two best friends from high school, and our exploits in high school were still legendary in the Hillside Valley community.Jon looked at me, a little confused, ?What do you mean??I gave him a sceptical look, ?Oh c?mon, Jon. Sex. I bet you V or Sarah would ?take one for the team.???Do they even care about the team?? he asked.I shrugged and jokingly said, ?I meant for me, dummy. They?d do it for me if I asked.? Then I uttered the most blasphemous words to Jon, ?They don?t even care about basketball.? I smiled and added, ?But look, he?s a good-looking kid. I?m sure they?d be happy to temporarily join the recruit squad.?***Vanessa and I nominally shared a dorm room. ?Nominally? because I was basically living at Jon?s apartment. But I kept my stuff in the room for the random ?visit by parent? situation. They were already concerned that paying for my college tuition was basically paying for non-stop partying, which, to be fair to them, was entirely true. They wouldn?t have been at all happy to know I was also shacking up with a guy. Sarah had a dorm room three doors down that she shared with a nice-enough girl who was rarely there on weekends.?Okay, what?s the sitch?? Sarah asked as she flopped down on Yozgat Escort the couch by my bed, ?what?s the big hubbub, bub?? Sarah was brash in a way that complemented her appearance. At 5?6?, she was taller than me or Vanessa. Her long blonde hair poured past her startling blue eyes and over her shapely shoulders, cutting off just before the swell of her curvy D-cup breasts. She was curvey all the way down, with a butt that I?d have killed for and the kind of waistline that leave most dresses weeping tears of joy.?Yeah, something on fire or something?? Vanessa said. In most ways, Vanessa was Sarah?s polar opposite. At barely 5?, she had a classical Asian build, and deep brown eyes framed by her chin-length bobbed black hair. She tended to come off as overly-seriously and intense. ?Not exactly,? I said, ?but I need a really huge favor. For Jon.?That perked them both up. Vanessa cocked a delicately sculpted brow and Sarah actually snorted. Back in high school, a ?favor? for a boy usually mean a ?birthday gift threesome? or agreeing to fuck some guy?s ?wingman? friend.I showed them a picture of Deandre on my phone, ?So, there?s this recruit. He?s a senior. And if HVU gets him, well, it could really help Jon?s career. But if he misses on him, well, the coaches aren?t going to be too happy with him.?Vanessa, who knew as much about sports as I knew about brain surgery was nodding along, but Sarah who?d been recruited for varsity soccer looked up at me already anticipating what would come next.?I thought coaches did all the recruiting,? Vanessa said.?They do all the recruiting but the graduate assistants are expected to help communicate some of the, uh, unofficial perks of the school. Jon?s trying to get him to take a visit, and, if he does, he needs to have a really good time,? I said.Vanessa kept nodding, and Sarah said, ?Like, how good??I made a pensive face, ?Like really, really good?? I suggested.?Like two-girls-at-once good?? Sarah asked. Vanessa looked up at that, finally understanding, and made an Ohhh-I-get-it-now face.?Something like that,? I admitted.Sarah looked at the picture again, ?Jesus, I haven?t fucked a high school senior since I was a sophomore,? she said.?That?s not true,? Vanessa immediately countered, ?you fucked that one guy, what?s his name, Jimmy van something-or-another.??Doesn?t count, I was just fucking him to get revenge on his brother, Billy. Billy?d already graduated.??I think it still counts,? Vanessa said.I clapped my hands like an impatient teacher, ?Girls, girls, can we focus a little on the issue at hand??Vanessa looked at me blankly, ?What issue???You know, whether you?re willing to help me out here???Ohhhhh,? Vanessa said, ?well, duh. Of course, I?ll help out.??Yeah, that?s a dumb question,? Sarah said matter of factly. ?You set it up, we?ll knock it down.? Sarah turned to Vanessa and gave her a set of double finger guns with some pew-pew noises.?Hell yeah,? Vanessa said, then finger-gunned me, ?pew pew!??You guys are such idiots, I love you,? I said, jumping into them for a big hug. ***I told Jon the plan and then sent Deandre a Twitter DM.Hi Deandre, I heard you?re considering Hillside University. I hope you?ll really consider it, we?re a great school with a great basketball team. You should come visit campus, I know you?ll love what you see!For the next fifteen minutes, Jon was a basket case. He kept asking me if Deandre had DMed me back. When my phone finally chimed a return message, he practically jumped out of his skin.Hey rebecca, appreciate it on my list of maybes!Jon looked disappointed. ??List of maybes,? shit. We?re definitely not in the running.??Just relax, babe, let me handle this.?Call me Becca! I hope you can move us up to your visiting list. Come visit campus, we have a lot to see. I?d be happy to show you around!!!I like the sound of that. be my personal tour guide?Absolutely, I?ll show you whatever you want to see!that profile pic is so small, i?d love to see a real pic of u. u know, dont wanna get catfished like some folk lolSure, I wrote. I?d already planned for this, so I attached a picture of Sarah, Vanessa, and Yozgat Escort Bayan me all wearing HVU t-shirts. I?m in the middle!Wow, r all u girls at HVU so hot!?! he wrote back.LOL, well I told my friends about you, and they totally want to meet you. Sounds like you?re going to be an all-star someday! Our chance to say we knew you when!Sounds tight, all 3 u gonna show me around?For sure, we always party together. Let me know what weekend you?re coming and I?ll make sure they?re available.TightAwesome, I wrote, does that mean you?re going to visit?Definitely looking like it!I smiled at Jon. He wrapped me up in a hug and gave me a big kiss, ?Masterfully done, babe!?***Two days later, Jon came home elated. Deandre Jones had committed to an official visit.?Are you sure Vanessa and Sarah are cool with this?? he asked nervously.I waved him off, ?Absolutely. They?re my girls, they?d never let me down.??So like, what?s the plan???Pretty simple. Sarah and V are going to set up a party in Sarah?s room. We?ll invite mostly other girls, but a few guys so it?s not too obvious. I?ll walk Jones around the campus a bit. Take him to the game. Then we?ll go back to Sarah?s. Everyone has a few drinks, and then Sarah and V will take him over to our room and rock his world.?Jon shook his head, ?I mean, that?s crazy. But you?re sure??I gave him a kiss, ?Jon, baby, trust me. My girls are going to blow his mind.***I met Deandre ?Dre? Jones on the morning of his official visit. Even though I knew he was going to be tall, I was surprised by just how overall big he was. I remembered the reviews I?d read about him, ?Built like a small Shaq, but without the obvious instinct, still growing into his frame mentally. Good developmental opportunity.? Obviously, I?d never met Shaquille, but if this was a small version of him Shaq must have been truly gigantic.I wore a tight-fitting HVU t-shirt that amply showed off my full c-cup breasts and a short khaki pleated skirt. Dre looked me up and down, unabashedly checking me out, with a smile on his face. I introduced myself and walked him to the athletic center, pointing out various campus features, although I suspected the features he was checking out the most were my legs as he walked a few steps behind me. Once we got to the athletic center, passed him off to the first of the many coaching staffers he?d meet.My duties were done until after the game that evening. Nominally, my job at that point was to take him to the dorm room he was staying in and introduce him to the RA and a few ?floor liaisons.? But Jon had explained to me that this ?rest? period really depended on whether the recruits came with their parents. If so, they were usually taken back to the dorm or given the chance to meet with the coaches again. But when recruits like Dre showed up alone, and over 18, everyone assumed that meant he was down to check out the school?s party life.We walked back to my dorm, where V and Sarah already had the music bumping in Sarah?s dorm suite. Sarah was wearing a black-out HVU t-shirt, with a deep neckline that showed off inches of cleavage and a grey skirt. She?d complemented it by pulling her long blonde hair back with an HVU hairband like one of the cheerleaders. Vanessa, for her part, was wearing a short HVU skirt (which, honestly, I didn?t even know we had, and made a mental note to track one down) and a loose crop-topped HVU jersey. She stood behind the ad hoc bar piled with whiskey, vodka, and cold beers.The rest of the party was six other girls and six guys, an appropriate mix of attractive and outgoing personalities. As we walked in, Sarah immediately pounced on Dre.?Dre? Right, you?re the ?official visit??? she practically squealed, emphasizing ?official visit? like other people might say ?British Royalty.? I almost cringed that she was overplaying her hand, but Dre seemed to soak it up and nodded. I had to remember this was a high school kid who was used to being the king of the castles, used to be feted like an elite. ?Hey everyone, this is Dre!? Sarah yelled out over the music, and everyone turned to look at him, most of the guys raising their Escort Yozgat drinks to him, the girls cheering. ?He?s the hot center from Florida I was telling you about.? Then she looked at the giant pile of booze and said, ?But he?s not officially here, right?? and she gave an overly dramatic wink. Everyone laughed. ?You want something to drink, Dre?? she asked as she hooked her arm through his and directed him to the bar.I mingled around the party, checking in with friends and having a few drinks. I watched Dre out of the corner of my eye and smiled when he slid his hand down to Sarah?s ass. Vanessa leaned over close to him, her hands flirtatiously touching his chest and biceps and she laughed brightly at something he said.The natural Brownian motion of a college party moved us all around quite a bit, but Sarah and Vanessa stayed in Dre?s direct orbit even as he was introduced to everyone else and as people left and were replaced. I noticed that even while Dre was getting more and more comfortable with Sarah and Vanessa, he kept glancing at me, probably wondering if there were limits how far I, as his tour guide, was going to let this go. But the girls eventually guided him to the couch were they sat on either side of him, hanging on his every word. He had his huge arms over their shoulders, pulling them close. His right hand was under Sarah?s t-shirt rubbing her breast and his left hand was high up Vanessa?s thigh. Like I said, king of the castle.But even there on the couch, Dre kept looking at me. And I increasingly got the feeling it wasn?t because he was looking for my permission, but because he was just liked what he saw.I don?t know what it was. Maybe it was my fifth beer kicking in. Maybe it was the fact that even as V and Sarah draped themselves over Dre, I saw him still looking hungrily at me. Maybe, I told myself later, this was just too important to risk any mistakes. But after Sarah got up to go use the bathroom, I took her spot next to Dre on the couch.?Are you having a good time?? I asked over the din of the music. I caught V?s eyes and cut mine to the side, signaling her to give me some space.?Yeah, yeah, this place is more hopping than I thought it would,? he said as V excused herself.?We know how to party,? I said, downing my beer. I crossed my legs as I turned sideways to face him, my skirt riding up, and I saw him looking down at my long legs. I leaned in a little closer, ?Maybe you and I could take this party to someplace a little more private?? I whispered into his ear.?Uh, yeah, yeah, that?d be great.??My room is just down the hall. C?mon.? I got up and Dre followed me. As we passed V on the way out, I blew her a little kiss and she just smiled knowingly at me.I practically dragged Dre into my room, shut the door behind him, and then pushed him against the door. I tilted my face up and he leaned down to kiss me. Without delay, I slid my hands under the waistband of his shorts and wrapped my fingers around his bulging shaft.?Mmmmm,? I moaned as I broke the kiss and looked down at his huge cock, stroking it hard, ?these are exactly the kind of talents we need here at HVU.??You like it, baby?? he asked.I ran my tongue over my lips, ?I?d like it more in my mouth,? I said and then slid down to my knees. Dre watched as I parted my soft lips and slid the head of his cock into my warm, eager mouth. I looked up at him, tonguing the head, and pumping his shaft in both my dainty fists.?I knew the minute I saw you that you like it black,? he said. He put his hand on the back of my head, his strong fingers palming me like a basketball, and began to thrust himself into my mouth. ?Yeah, like that,? he grunted as he filled my mouth and throat. ?I said, this girl here, she wants this black cock. Saw you looking at me all night and knew you wanted it. Didn?t you?? he asked and yanked my head back, his cock popping out of my mouth like a comically enormous lollipop.?I want it so bad,? I moaned, a thick strand of saliva bridging my lower lip and the head of his cock.?Damn straight,? he said kicking his shorts off and pushing himself back between my lips. He gripped the base of his shaft and guided his cock into my mouth, filling every inch of it. He pushed it to the side and watch it expand my cheeks, then rubbed the flat of his shaft against my tongue, and the head against the roof of my mouth and he grunted in satisfaction. ?Swallow it, girl,? he said.