As Christopher opened up Jessica's textbook, he reflected on how awful the past two months had been. Justin brought over a lot of girls, almost a different one every night, and Christopher often found himself doing their homework so they could have more time to fuck. He tried to tune out the moans as he looked for information to bolster Jessica's final paper. He knew he had better add at least a whole other section, or Justin would be angry. While Justin let Christopher "redeem" himself when he failed by taking physical punishment, this option wasn't much better, so Christopher did everything he could to keep Justin happy, which meant keeping his girls happy.
"Hey loser!" Jessica called, "get over her and help us out." Christopher backed away from the computer and knelt in front of the other two as they slowly fucked on the other chair.
"How may I serve you?" Christopher had been trained a lot over the past several weeks and now conducted himself in a very different way. He was fully clothed, but his cock cage was pressed out through the fly of his pants, as Justin demanded it always be on display when he's in his room (as well as whenever else Justin wants, Christopher found out, as the first cool kid party he ever went to had been dreadfully humiliating).
"He really does anything he's told? That's so pathetic. Suck on my toes while I fuck this magnificent cock, dweeb."