The Underclassman

Of Love and Basketball

Darnel was stuffing the last of his clothes into his suitcase when he began to hear what sounded like an argument coming through the wall from Reggie's room. He paused for a moment from packing and turned his ear towards the wall trying to eavesdrop and gather what was going on. Darnel could sense anger in the muffled words as they grew louder. Suddenly there was a resounding crash against the wall which rattled the picture frames on his side of it.

Darnel bolted out of his room and towards Reggie's. His first thought was that his friend was getting jumped, and it was on. He burst into Reggie's dorm but as he looked around he saw no one but his friend standing in the middle of the room. Darnel studied Reggie for a moment who did not seem to take notice of his friend's entrance. Darnel did notice however, what appeared to be a small lamp lying shattered on the floor and a sizeable dent in the drywall above it.

Not wanting to startle his home skillet, Darnel called to him softly but Reggie just continued to stand there silent and emotionless, gazing out towards some unknown distance transfixed. It reminded Darnel of what he had heard referred to as the thousand-yard stare. In a few mere seconds, Reggie had seemingly swung from having a violent outburst into a catatonic state currently. Darnel wondered if his friend had smoked a dusted joint or something.

"Yo... NBA..." Darnel whispered. He could see Reggie's eyelids flutter and he began to chew on his lip as if fidgeting. "Talk to me dawg," requested Darnel. Reggie continued to blink rapidly trying to hold back his tears and when he realized that he could not, he turned his back to his compatriot. Heavily he breathed in and out while shaking his head. "I can't believe this shit man," said Reggie sounding distressed. Darnel asked, "What's going on?" as he cautiously took a step towards his friend.

Reggie stood there continuing to shake his head for several seconds before turning back around. "If I show you this," proffered Reggie as he raised his hand showing Darnel his cell phone which he was holding, "you will never speak about it to no one," he instructed.

"Word!" replied Darnel.

"Because if you do, I will end your life," stated Reggie resolutely.

"This is me," said Darnel emphatically while patting his chest with his hand, "I'm your boy."

Reggie extended his arm out in front of himself so they both could view the phone's screen. Darnel moved in closer for a better view as Reggie tapped the display with his free hand while warning his friend, "I'm not fucking around Dee--Not one fucking word ever."

* * *

Mick and Sean slipped through the opened portal and into the vestibule. The young woman placed her hands against the door as it returned to keep it from slamming shut and making any noise. She did not bother with introductions because she was well aware of the nature of their visit. "Wait here," she told them before bounding up the stairs to the first landing.

Mick watched as she peered up the stairway for several seconds before beckoning them up to where she was standing. Once reunited the girl again indicated for the pair to stay put before she gingerly moved up the steps to the next landing. The young lady cautiously looked through the window of the door to the second floor to ensure that the corridor was empty. Again she surveyed the flights above before motioning to the both of them to move towards her.

The process repeated itself until the trio was standing together behind the stairwell door to the third-floor corridor. Like before, the girl peered through the window to be sure the coast was clear. "Quietly now," their chaperone instructed as she opened door and ushered the duo out into the hallway. Mick thought about how much he hated all of "this cloak and dagger bullshit," which was ironic seeing he had served in the military.

They did not go far at all before the girl turned to face one of the doors. She glanced over her shoulder down the hall to make sure it was clear of any students before tapping lightly on the entryway with her index finger four times. When the door opened, Sean slipped into the room without hesitation prompting Mick to instinctively follow.

Mick looked around as he stood inside the small entryway. Immediately to his left was a small kitchenette complete with a sink, under-counter refrigerator and shelf-mounted microwave. Glancing to his right he spied what seemed to a rather lavish in-room lavatory.

"Come in," invited Gabrielle as she passed between the two having secured the door. As he followed her into the room, Mick's attention was immediately drawn to the sound coming from the large flat screen television sitting on top of a media cabinet. There were two leather armchairs in the center of the room facing the television with small side table between them.

Sean leaned over and whispered to his friend, "These are some crazy digs."

"That's just what I was thinking," replied Mick, who thought it was a pretty nice living arrangement. He had to admit to himself, this room put his to shame.

"I'm Gabrielle," she said to Mick while extending her hand to him. She was quite tall which actually intimidated him just a little.

"Nice to meet you," Mick replied as he gently shook her hand, the whole time taking in how beautiful she was. Her eyes were medium brown but at such close distance Mick could detect the slightest hint of green flecks in her iris. She had curly, over-the-shoulder length dark brown hair with gold highlights which greatly complimented her eyes.

"Thank you for agreeing to do this as I know you have concerns," Gabrielle told Mick before assuring him "But you have my absolute promise this will not come back at you in any way." Mick shook his head acknowledging her words but said nothing in return, not that he was not dubious of her statement because he was, but because he found her Caribbean dialect entirely enchanting and arousing. As Gabrielle spoke, Mick was drawn to her mouth. She had lovely, heart-shaped lips, the corners of which curled up giving her a natural smile.

Gabrielle inquired, "No tattoos or piercings?" which snapped Mick out of the trance he was falling into. Mick was probably the only person he knew of who had been in the service for several years and had never gotten inked, but he was not particularly interested in permanently marking his body. He and Sean both shook their heads no in regards to her question and Gabrielle then asked Sean to remove the two rings from his fingers in addition to his necklace and put them in his pants pocket.

Gabrielle turned and reached down into her handbag that was sitting on the floor and handed Mick and Sean each a mask. Mick examined the ornate obscuration which was black and white, and adorned with gold scrollwork. The disguise reminded Mick of something you might see at Mardi Gras or in an Italian opera. He felt slightly reassured as it seemed that Gabrielle was serious about preserving their anonymity by the precautions she was taking.

As Mick secured the disguise behind his head he watched as Gabrielle donned her own mask. It was made of black lace, delicate and very sexy. Her veil did little to conceal her identity but Mick surmised it was more for effect than effectiveness.

Their host then reached down into the hip pocket of her dress and withdrew her smart phone. "Would you do the honors?" asked Gabrielle as she offered the phone to Sean. He took the phone out of her hand, backed up a few steps and turned the phone so it was horizontal. "Remember, no names," she told them, giving one final instruction. Sean tapped the red button on the screen and began to record.

Starting at the top of the floral-patterned mid-length dress she was wearing, Gabrielle unfastened each button one by one, working her way down to last which was just above the waistline. With one hand she reached across her body and nudged the garment off of her shoulder and slightly down her arm, then with her other hand slid the collar over and off of the opposite shoulder. Gabrielle dangled her arms in front of herself and shrugged, causing the dress to slide down her body and puddle around her bare feet. She was not wearing anything underneath.

Mick marveled at Gabrielle's sylphlike form. Her long legs and gentle curves complemented her stature as did her modest breasts which were pointed and tipped with swarthy areolas and nipples. She had a nicely toned physique but was not outwardly muscular.

Gabrielle's unheralded disrobing and willingness to stand before them completely exposed electrified Mick. Her audaciousness was inescapably arousing as was Gabrielle's pulchritude. Immediately his dick began to distend which prompted Mick to begin to rub his burgeoning hard-on through his pants without even realizing he was doing so.

Mick's reaction to her unabashed display spurred Gabrielle's own titillation. She knelt in front of Mick, unbuckled his belt, undid the button to his jeans and unzipped them, then in one motion yanked his pants and boxers down to his ankles. Gabrielle ran her hand up the back of his leg and squeezed his ass while pinning Mick's member against his torso with her other hand and commencing to gently kiss and massage his balls with her tongue. There did not seem to be a shred of indecisiveness on Gabrielle's part regarding this venture, unlike her newfound paramour.

Starting at the base of his stiff dick, Gabrielle slowly ran her tongue up the entire underside before releasing her restraint of it. His penis fell forward and landed against her lips which were waiting to receive it. Next, she went to work on the tip, pushing Mick's shaft errantly around with her tongue as it hung freely in mid-air. After chasing it back and forth several times Gabrielle captured his cock in her mouth. She began to torque his rod side to side as she slid her mouth up and down on it. She laid both of her hands alongside his hips and began to pull him towards her as she dove down upon his erection at the same time. Mick was more than happy to stand there and let her be in command of the situation as she rocked his pelvis back and forth making his rod pass between her closed lips.

After some time, Gabrielle reached up and took hold of one of his hands and placed it on the back of her own head. Mick took that as an invitation for him to take control so he scooped up a handful of her surprisingly soft locks and began to pump her mouth while maintaining a gentle grasp of her hair.

* * *

Darnel stood there viewing the video playing on Reggie's smart phone. He could make out the back of some girl's head who was apparently giving a blowjob, but he was unsure what it was that he was watching exactly. "Is this from the party last night," Darnel wondered. He figured somehow this had to have something to do with Reggie's bizarre behavior.

Darnel could see the guy grab the girl by the hair and pull her head down on him. "Wait," mumbled Darnel as he spotted a tattoo on the back of the girl's neck that had been previously concealed by her tresses. "It can't be," he said under his breath as he moved his face closer to the screen to get a better look at the depiction. "That's Gabrielle!" he hollered as it became clear that the black ink outline was the island of Martinique. Without thinking Darnel blurted out further, "Who is that white boy?" followed quickly by, "And who the fuck is recording this?"

"How the fuck should I know?" Reggie shouted back.

It should have already been apparent to Darnel that Reggie was incensed, but the anger in his friend's voice made it clear that Darnel needed to tread lightly and pick his words carefully. He realized that he ran the risk of becoming a convenient outlet for Reggie's ire if he further failed to do so.

* * *

When Gabrielle came up for air she looked over at Sean who was standing there with the phone trained on her. "Come join us," she instructed while motioning with her index finger for him to approach closer.

Just as she did with Mick, Gabrielle unfastened Sean's belt and trousers then brought both his pants and underwear right down to the floor. She wasted no time taking hold of Sean's schlong and putting it in her mouth. His dick instantly began to solidify as Gabrielle blew him and fondled his nuts with her other hand.

Mick immediately felt uneasy. He knew it would come to this at some point and he had tried to mentally prepare himself for it, but it really weirded him out to, not only have his dick out in front of another guy especially while aroused, but for that guy to have his joint out as well. It was one thing when Sean was not standing in such close proximity, but that was no longer the case.

On the surface, this would have seemed totally irrational as Mick had served in military where there was next to no privacy. The toilets at basic training did not even have dividers between them. The lack of privacy was probably the one aspect of serving that he disliked the most and he never got used to it. Mick was overjoyed when he was given his own private bathroom at the dormitory although that's not exactly how it turned out. However, this situation was another story.

After a minute or so of sucking Sean off, Gabrielle paused for a breath. She looked over at Mick who appeared to be flagging a bit and not wanting to neglect either one of them, she took hold of Sean by his hips and moved him a tad closer to his friend which made Mick feel even less comfortable than before. "Shit," Mick said to himself, as his first thought was that Gabrielle placed them closer together so she could attempt to put both their dicks in her mouth at the same time. He knew if she were to try there would be a very high probability of touching wieners, and that skeeved him out.

She proceeded to blow Mick once more, this time while simultaneously stroking Sean's tool. Half a minute later Gabrielle swapped and went down on Sean with her mouth as she switched to jacking off Mick. She continued to take turns sucking one stiff cock while fist banging the other, and after many minutes of doing so, Gabrielle required another respite.

While she rested, Gabrielle alternately gawked at the two magnificent male specimens she held in each of her hands. By the best of her ability to gauge, both cocks seemed to be relatively proportional to the other in all aspects. Suddenly Gabrielle felt a bit nervous herself, wondering if she would be able to take on Mick and Sean together at the same time. Undaunted by the prospect, she stood up and nudged her way in between and passed her two beaus.

Gabrielle ambled over to the bed and pulled the blanket and sheet down to the foot of the mattress before crawling on top of the bunk on her hands and knees. She looked back over at the boys without saying a word as it was unnecessary.

Sean did not hesitate and he slammed the phone into his friend's chest with a thwack. Instinctively, Mick took possession of the device from Sean who, once relieved of his cinematic responsibilities made a beeline for Gabrielle, kicking off his sneakers and pants en route to his destination.

Mick pointed the phone towards the bed as his cohort joined her on it. Sean positioned himself behind Gabrielle and gently took hold of her ass with his left hand and his stiff rod with the right. As he began to rub his dick against her cranny, Gabrielle slid her hands forward and arms out in front of herself laying her chest and the side of her head down flat upon the mattress.

To keep from falling on his face, Mick also pushed off his jeans and shoes with his feet before moving closer to the coupling so as to fill the frame with them. Gabrielle made sure to look directly into the lens that Mick was focusing on her.

A look of delectation came over Gabrielle's face as Sean introduced himself into her. Gabrielle's eyes closed as her mouth fell open allowing a faint, "Uh-aaah," to escape. She took hold of the bottom sheet, clenching it with both hands as his swollen member continued its steadfast incursion. Once adequately entrenched, Sean let go of his crank and firmly planted the last couple of inches inside her. He began to slide in and out of his beautiful acquaintance, deliberately at first, but only for a brief moment as it did not take long before Sean's celerity increased. With one hand against her ass and the other around her waist, Gabrielle was moored in place as his cock repeatedly advanced deep inside her only to then recede.

Gabrielle smiled when she opened her eyes and found Mick still standing there with the phone trained on her. It was obvious by her reaction that not only was she enjoying the fucking she was receiving, but also having the entire escapade filmed.

Mick moved closer concentrating on Gabrielle's derrière which was held up in the air as a willing offering to Sean who was more than happy to accept it. As Mick honed in with the camera, Sean withdrew his crank from her almost to the tip. Gabrielle's wetness against his dark skin made Sean's dick glisten. She pushed her hips back assimilating his cock, then slowly began to rock her hips back and forth sliding herself along his length. Sean was content to kneel there and watch as Gabrielle fucked him but only briefly as he began thrusting forward as she was oncoming, crashing into her buttocks.

Sean bent forward and slid his hands underneath her torso. He took hold of Gabrielle by her tits and hoisted her back up onto her hands and knees. Mick shifted so he could see Gabrielle's face in the view screen again, prompting her to once more mug for the camera with an expression of approval. Gabrielle looked up and made eye contact with Mick, patting the bed with her hand thus inviting him to join in the festivities.

Mick hesitated as that unsettled feeling came over him anew. Although he had the ménage à trois with Allie and Elena in the shower, Mick had never been in a three-way involving another dude before. There was one occasion when Mick was on leave and he and a platoon mate both got laid at the same time in the room they were sharing during spring break. That however was with the lights out and each of them in their own bed with their own girl. The possibility of catching friendly fire flashed through his thoughts, skeeving him out all over again.

Several seconds passed before Mick reluctantly got up on the bed and knelt before Gabrielle. Unlike Mick she did not vacillate, promptly seizing his dong with her hand and reintroducing him into her mouth. He pointed the camera down at Gabrielle and captured her going down on him for a short time before bringing the smart phone back up and retraining the lens on Sean.

Mick watched on the display as his accomplice shagged their amenable companion. His qualms over the intimate communal arrangement slowly started to ease as viewing the action through the device's screen created a sense of detachment for Mick by making the proximity of his friend seem more distant than he actually was.

Gabrielle could sense Mick's tool begin to reciprocate through her lips as he began to make love to her mouth as she was at the same time using her mouth to make love to him. More and more of his length slipped into the back of her throat as Sean buffeted her from behind propelling her forward into Mick. To Gabrielle, it felt like she had one long, continuous hard cock entering her at one end and exiting out of the other.

Just when she was about to push Mick back to keep him from choking her, Sean withdrew from Gabrielle. He slapped his iron rod against her ass and vagina several times before setting his butt down on his heels. She sensed Sean wanted to take a rest and slow things down to keep from climaxing too soon so Gabrielle spun around, laid back and spread her legs, presented herself to Sean's friend.

Mick had never been with a black girl before, or with anyone else from an ethnic background different than his own for that matter. That was probably the only aspect of the entire conspiracy that Mick had absolutely no reservations about. However, he was now facing the last and highest mental hurdle that he needed to get over.