Family (Men of Steel #5.5)

by Mj Fields

  I grabbed a freshen up wipe and cleaned my jewel, threw my knee-high leather boots on and headed out the door. I paused briefly considering whether or not I would wear panties and I decided fuck it. This may be football but in baseball terms, I wanted a double header and I was gonna find a pumped up hard bodied muscle head to ride until I passed out.

  Holy hell I hit the mother load. There were about thirty athletic hot men on the field, and a bonus, the game was almost over. Ten minutes was all I had. Hell it wasn’t like it was a bad thing. I was kind of digging the pants.

  I heard two girls behind me talking about one of their brothers who said there was some girl on the third floor that was a real slut. Her name was Bella. I knew immediately who they were talking about, but fuck I wasn’t Bella. Judgy bitches, didn’t they watch the damn movie, Bella didn’t fuck the wolf boy, and hell I wasn’t going to screw that up.

  “I am gonna text him and find out the room, I would love to give her a piece of my mind. I mean seriously he helped her carry boxes and she bends over revealing her bare ass? Who does that? Then asks him if she can thank him by giving him a blow job.”

  “What a pig,” The other girl snarled.

  “Yep, I will find out who she is and make sure everyone knows too.”

  “Let’s do it tonight,” the other twat giggled.

  I stood up and walked to the pop machine, grabbed a mountain dew and came back.

  “Are you new here?” Snatch one asked.

  “First year, go Tar Heels,” I gave them a fake ass smile.

  “You a football fan?” Snatch two asked.

  “Who isn’t?” I didn’t give two fucks about football, I liked to watch the boys.

  “Number 45 is mine,” she giggled.

  I smiled, “You meet him here?”

  “Yep, last year. Actually one year ago today. It’s our anniversary.”

  Anniversary? Really peppy ass Pollyanna of the, protect the pussy pom-pom squad. Gawd, I already hated that bitch.

  “Congratulations.” Yes I threw up a little in my mouth.

  “Everyone goes down to Four Corners after the game you should come.”

  “You and your man gonna celebrate there?”

  “It’s a start,” she winked.

  “You enjoy that.”

  I looked out on the field for number 45 and he was a big guy. Tall, check, good ass, check, able to pound one home, damn he tackled one of the guys in blue, fucking hard to, double check.

  Hmm, I thought to myself. Nah.

  I went back to my room to grab some cash, I felt like it would be a taxi cab kind of night. I also grabbed a fistful of condoms, ribbed for her pleasure. No that’s not being selfish. Check this, make a circle with one hand, use your other and point out that finger. Now make the fucking motion. Which feels better the circle or the finger? Exactly, so yes, I wanted a little more friction, can’t blame a girl.

  I was sitting at the bar minding my own business when a guy who, although was not wearing football pants, looked like a football type guy.

  He was standing in line and smiled when I looked back again, “You wanna order for me. I’m sure he’ll pay a hell of a lot more attention to you than me.”

  He was hot, like too hot for me. I am not typically impressed with pretty boys, short black hair, blue eyes, and perfect smile. Don’t ask, I have issues but I want hair I can hang onto you know.

  “Slide up here Friday Night Lights,” I said scooting over and then waving to the bartender whose smile faded when he saw Friday beside me.

  “Busted, he thinks were together.”

  “Bullshit,” I laughed, “Hey buddy,” I lifted my shirt up and flashed him.

  “Holy shit,” Friday laughed. “You just flashed that guy.”

  “Say thank you, he’s on his way over.”

  After ordering Friday was standing their shaking his head. “I can’t believe you just did that.”

  “What’s a pal for huh? Plus you bought me a drink.”

  “I would have bought you one anyway.” He smiled a one hundred watt smile and I laughed, “What?”

  “You and I can be friends. I will sit here all night, show the bartender my tits and get your drinks. But please don’t be one of those guys, not with me anyway. A serious waste of time.”

  “Those guys huh?”

  “The ones who think they have to buy a girl a drink to get laid. You and I have the same parts buddy.”

  His jaw dropped.

  “No, Jesus Friday, keep your shit together. By the looks of that bulge in your pants you have a nice size ride. I have a dick to, smaller, and attached to more brains then most men have. It’s called a clit.”

  He chuckled, “And my cock isn’t attached to brains huh?”

  “Not sure, don’t really care. I’m not looking for a boy to buy me drinks or pretend to be interested in me. You all are physical and even though I have tits and a pussy doesn’t make me a sloppy mess of emotions and expectations that when I cum, you did that for me. Cause truth be told I can do that all by myself, and I do pretty often.”

  “Is that so?”

  “It is, so as long as you understand, me and you are cool. You wanna tap me on the shoulder when you need a drink ordered I will flash my tits for you. Cause we’re cool right?”

  “Hell yes we’re cool. What’s your name?”

  “Saturday.”

  “Interesting, what made you chose that?”

  From behind me some drunk fuck slurred, “Whore.”

  I turned around, “Who the fuck do you think you’re talking to?”

  “You. Fucking showing your tits for beer.”

  “She’s gonna sit on your lap and let you poke her in the ass with what I assume is a midget sized dick for a draft and I’m a whore?” I laughed.

  “She’s my girl.” He snapped.

  “Jesus honey, I’m sorry if you’ve gotta put up with Sloth, just to get your drink on.”

  “You bitch!” She screeched.

  “Okay maybe I’m not sorry.”

  Sloth pushed me and all of a sudden Friday, my new buddy was diving on him. Four or five guys, who must have been on the football team pulled him off and dragged me behind them out the door.

  “Sloth?” Friday laughed.

  “Hey you guys!” We both said and laughed at the same time.

  “Saturday?”

  “Yes Friday?”

  “I like you.”

  Damn it now his ass was off limits. “I like you too Friday.”

  We all hit a bar down the street and danced, drank drafts, and did shots. I was having a blast. These guys were cool. I even pointed a chick out for Friday, who had been checking him out.

  “You should buy her a drink.”

  He laughed and looked at me funny.

  “Don’t confuse drunk lust with love. Today is not our day Friday, its only Wednesday.”

  My back hit my dorm door as what’s his name was hiking up my skirt. I fumbled in my bag for my key as he pushed against me. Son of a bitch, this guy was huge.

  I unlocked the door, pushed it opened, he lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around him as he kicked the door shut.

  His tongue and mine fought for control until we found our grove. He sat on the edge of the bed bringing me down hard on him and then leaned back as he reached in his pocket for a condom.

  “I have some.”

  “No babe, I use my own.”

  I was wasted and truly didn’t give a shit at this point. I knew there would be a hell of a lot of friction. Did I mention this guy was a fucking horse?

  As soon as he wrapped it I knelt above him and took as much as I could and he worked out the rest. Mother fucker!

  I woke to the stallion under the sheets, spreading my legs and his tongue was just as magical as his cock. I came a few times before he popped up and planted a kiss on my lips.

  “Breakfast of champs.”

  I licked my lips, “Not bad. Now roll over so I can ride you and then kick your
ass out.”

  He laughed and did as instructed.

  “You broke a rule of mine.” I said as he reached down and grabbed his jeans producing a condom out of his pocket.

  “Oh yeah, what’s that?” He asked as he rolled it on.

  “No sleep overs.” I said as I straddled him.

  Holy hell I was gonna be walking funny for a few days.

  His mouth was on my tits as he and I were going hard and I was right there when I heard the door open.

  “Stop,” I said pulling my boob out of his mouth and grabbing the covers.

  “You okay?”

  “Oh. My. God. I am so sorry.”

  “You must be Haylie,” I stuck my hand out and she covered her eyes and came over and shook my hand.

  “Jesus, babe,” the Stallion whispered.

  “You better keep that shit up BABE,” I scolded him. “Haylie, give us just a few more minutes. Put some headphones on or something.”

  “No, no I’ll just go out to the lounge and read,” Haylie stammered while trying to exit gracefully.

  “It’s okay this Stallion doesn’t mind. Do you?”

  Haylie yelled goodbye over her shoulder as she all but ran out the door.

  Chapter 4

  Haylie

  I couldn’t believe her, but still I thought, wow. Was I jealous, well maybe. As I walked into the lounge there were a bunch of people playing pool and talking. Noticing a couch free, I sat down and pulled out my smartphone. I observed a few people looking over at me, I didn’t know any of them personally. I mean I had seen them and said hello as I passed by on the way to my room but that was about it.

  After about forty- five minutes in walked Marley smiling ear to ear, “You really could have stayed you know.”

  “I didn’t want to interrupt or make you both feel uncomfortable with me in the room.”

  Marley laughed out loud, “I was already uncomfortable he was fucking hung.”

  I snickered at her, she was crazy and I think she was just who I needed in my life right now. The polar opposite of Tori, who I love, but sometimes I wondered if she wasn’t a little bit better than me you know. Tori and I were best friends. We always would be. However she and I didn’t go out much, our Friday and Saturday nights consisted of reading together in our two person book club that we formed years ago. We decided that even though it was just the two of us in it, it was still a club.

  “You wouldn’t think I was awful if I crashed for a few hours would you?”

  “Not at all. I can just read out here. I’ll unpack later.”

  “You can unpack now.”

  “I wouldn’t want to disturb your nap.”

  She smiled and laughed out loud, “It’s your place too. Plus, I could sleep through a war. Come on.”

  After unpacking I sat and read until Marley woke up.

  “You feel like dinner?”

  “Absolutely.”

  We were about to leave when there was a knock on the door.

  “You make friends already?” she asked.

  “My best friend goes here too but she was going to visit some sorority houses.”

  I opened the door and two girls were standing outside glaring at me.

  “She’s blond, you think it’s her?” one asked the other.

  “You Bella?” The other girl snapped at me.

  “I’m sorry you must have--.”

  “Look, my brother told us about you and we wanted you to know--.”

  The door opened wider and Marley stood beside me, “What’s up ladies?””

  “Hey it’s you, from the football field yesterday.”

  “It is me, and this here is my friend Haylie. She just got in this morning, so if there’s a problem here than maybe it’s with me.”

  Their jaws dropped, “Oh no. No, we’re sorry it must be a different girl. You know the slut we were talking about at the game. The one who tried to get my brother in bed.”

  “So you just think going door to door and being,” she stopped. “How do I say this nicely? Oh, I don’t. Bitches to everyone who answers the door is going to do what?”

  “Well my brother said,” her face started to turn red.

  “Maybe he’s full of shit, did you ever consider that? Maybe he hit on this, Bella girl and she said no. Or maybe they fooled around and she, I don’t know, decided she was done.”

  They both laughed, “You don’t know Taylor. He’s beautiful. He could have--.”

  “Dicks dick ladies.” She looked at me, “And foods food. You ready to go get lunch?”

  I smiled and she grabbed her bag. We walked out and the girls apologized over and over again.

  “No big thing,” Marley laughed it off, “Come on Haylie, I’m starving.”

  We got outside and she looked at me and started cracking up.

  “What?” I started to laugh too which caused her to laugh even harder.

  We stood like complete idiots laughing for a solid three minutes before she wiped her tears.

  “Sorry about that. I almost got you in trouble. I swear I’ll try harder next time.”

  It took me a minute, “Wait, did you?”

  “Haylie Harbour,” she reached her hand out and shook mine. “Nice to meet you. I’m Bella.”

  I was confused and then she laughed again.

  “Not really, but that’s what her brother thinks. Like I’d give him my real name.”

  “Oh. Well I don’t really know what to say.”

  “He’s a damn liar too, son of a bitch wished I sucked his dick. All that happened was he was served pooty on a platter, or on my bed anyways. After he ate me I told him to leave. Fucker thought he was in control. I don’t play that way.”

  “The guy from this morning?”

  “No,” she laughed, “Hell no. I liked him. I didn’t like the wolf boy.”

  “Wolf boy?”

  “Reminded me of Jake from Twilight.”

  “Wait you read? Tori and I love to read. Oh I am so excited you will have something in common…”

  “Hold up there sister I don’t read.” She giggled.

  “But you said--.”

  “I’m a movie buff. I like movies.”

  “Oh,” well there goes that. One thing in common was hopeful but now I had no idea what I would do to make them friends.

  We sat in the café’ and ate. She was hysterical and so much fun to be around. I didn’t feel like I did when I was around Tori. I didn’t feel like I had to live up to her expectations. Now Tori, never made me feel like I had to be perfect but just being around her I wanted to be a better person, all the time. Sometimes it was exhausting.

  The next few days flew by. I met Tori, every day for breakfast. She was a morning person and I ate dinner with Marley. She was not a morning person.

  “So, it’s Friday night what do you want to do for fun?” Marley was up for anything.

  “I was just about ready to head out and meet up with Tori. You are more than welcome to come but I need to stop and grab the pizza along the way. We are reading a book by Jamie McGuire it’s called Beautiful Disaster. It’s an amazing book.”

  “Is it a movie?”

  “No, but I’m sure it will be someday. Travis Maddox is a bad boy. Kind of sleeps around a lot until he finds the girl. The stuff he does to make sure she’s around him is so sweet. But she’s hiding a secret.”

  “I don’t know about this nerd girl thing.” She laughed, “No offense.”

  “None taken.”

  “Are the sex scenes hot, like naughty hot?”

  “We only just started the book, so I’m not really sure how it is yet. But I’m sure its coming.”

  “Coming?” she giggled and wagged her eyebrows suggestively. “Or cumming?”

  “Do me a favor, try it. I really want you two to get along. We could have great fun together.”

  “Fine, I’ll give it a shot. If all else fails and I’m miserable I’ll just hit the bar and bring home something to play with. You could come t
oo, or cum too.”

  I laughed and then wondered what the hell I had just done.

  “Ok, let’s get going because we need to stop and get some wine to go with the pizza. I’m buying.”

  “You sure?” I asked giving her the option to back out. I was anxious and honestly wished I had given it some time. You know, to prepare Tori, for what was to come.

  “Anything for you Haylie Harbour. I kind of dig you.”

  I shot Tori a text and let her know I was bringing my new roommate. In an attempt to let her prepare for what was about to happen I also texted her that Marley was bringing wine. Marley bought 3 bottles of wine, three different kinds, stating she was in the mood to mix it up a bit. I had drank before, but Tori well she was a different story. I don’t know if she was ready for Marley, nor would Marley be ready to meet someone so pure. Oh, Lord it could be an interesting night.

  Tori met us at the door and was all smiles as usual. She leaned forward and hugged me like she always did then she embraced Marley too. I chuckled at the look of horror on Marley’s face.

  “Tori, this is Marley.”

  “It’s so nice to meet you” and once again Tori hugged her.

  Marley gave her a slight squeeze and then turned and walked into her private and spacious dorm room. “So this is how the other half lives.”

  I couldn’t help but laugh and Tori blushed a bit.

  “Our room is small. You’ll have to come over and check it out.”

  “Next Friday we do book club at your place then.”

  “I brought the wine.” Marley wasted no time opening the bottle and taking a drink. Then she handed me the bottle. “Now show me this book that you ladies are reading.”

  “Well it’s pretty great, I’ve already read the first 4 chapters and am very surprised that this Travis, character has some very redeeming qualities.”

  “Is this Travis guy hot, like I want to rip his clothes off hot?”

  “Ummm, he’s getting better. Using his manners at least.”