Getting It Right
Copyright© 2025 by G Younger
Chapter 49
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 49 - This is the second book in the Wrinkle in Time Trilogy. It is a stand-alone book with an all-new cast that embraces getting a second chance, a do-over. Fortunately, this time, Xander had a cheat: life experience. I’d become the old man who no longer gave a fuck about others’ opinions. The problem was that by the time I learned this, I died … or so I thought. I found myself thrown back in time to do it all over again. Could I get it right this time?
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Coercion Consensual Reluctant Fiction Humor School DoOver Sharing Gang Bang Group Sex First Facial Oral Sex Slow Violence
Xander’s porno fantasy that he’d titled in his head, Hot Tub Threesome—even he realized he could do better—was a bust.
It started just fine. Caleigh and Taryn arrived, and he pointed them to where they could change. He was smart enough to slip on a jock under his board shorts to help control his anticipated erection.
When they came out, he almost passed out from blood loss to the brain.
“Based on his stunned expression, he must like what we’re wearing,” Taryn said.
“Hot—” Xander stammered and then gathered himself. “Ladies, right this way.”
Xander held open the door so they could go to the hot tub.
“Oh, dear Lord!”
“Fuck me!” the boner twins exclaimed.
Izzy sat in the hot tub with her drooling, soon-to-be-dead little friends.
The boner twins needed jockstraps because their boners were on full display. Xander’s girls each got one good eyeful and bolted back into the house. Xander gave Izzy and the dumbasses a hooded look and noticed a tiny grin forming on Izzy’s face.
“Izzy,” Xander hissed.
“A little birdie told me what you planned,” Izzy said defiantly.
“What little bird?”
Izzy crossed her arms over her chest and turned her head to the side, signaling she wasn’t talking. One of the boner twins was within arm’s reach, so Xander grabbed his scrawny neck and said, “Talk.”
“Olivia,” Carson squeaked.
“Payback, little sister ... payback,” Xander threatened as he left to find his dates.
In the end, it turned out to be a great day. Xander didn’t get laid, but he did make two new friends. He even decided he wouldn’t be taking Olivia and her brothers to the hog farm later that day to dispose of the bodies. The boner twins, as he was now calling them—to their faces—redeemed themselves and didn’t act weird like infatuated teen boys tended to do.
They had some fun having a cook-off. Xander pulled out three frozen cheese pizzas to act as clean slates for their creations, and each person got half a pizza to doctor up.
Caleigh won with the wildest thing Xander had ever tried. She made what she called the German Master. The secret was the Swiss cheese, which he would never have considered. She put slices of Swiss down first, followed by sauerkraut, chunks of bacon, and onion. Caleigh then sprinkled fennel seeds over the concoction and covered it with mozzarella.
The Swiss cheese cut through the sourness of the fermented cabbage, making a slice that was both filling and delicious. Everyone agreed Caleigh was the winner.
As the spring wrapped up, Xander won state in the one-hundred- and two-hundred-meter races. He also made state in the shot put but didn’t place.
The mixed-use building was done, and the businesses were moving in. He’d rented his unit to Connie, Caleigh, and Taryn. Xander had been told he was required to live in the athletic dorm his first year. That would be perfect timing, since Connie would graduate by the time he could move into his apartment.
His good thing with Pippa had ended because she’d found herself a boyfriend. It was the same guy from the last time through, so Xander knew she’d be happy. The guy played linebacker at one of his old rival schools.
On the Olivia front, they’d become friends with zero benefits.
That meant he let a few locals trip and fall under him from time to time, but nothing serious developed.
On the other hand, his van had gotten far more action than he did. He’d made Landon, Aiden, Noah, and Drake a deal: if they paid him via an app, they could reserve time and use his van, mostly during lunch.
His sister wanted to participate in the action, so Xander put her to work. She was responsible for keeping the sheets clean and making sure his van didn’t smell like a love shack. In return, she received half the rental fees. They were clearing about a hundred a week, which provided his sister with spending money.
Xander hadn’t told anyone his dash cam captured some of the action. It recorded both what happened in front of his van and inside and was triggered by motion, so he didn’t have to scroll through hours of nothing.
He made a point of ensuring the girls were willing participants and that nothing too strange occurred. It didn’t really qualify as porn because the camera angle was shit, and he couldn’t see any of the good stuff. So he let the video be overwritten, just like the SIM card was when it was full. It only held about an hour’s worth anyway. Besides, there were laws on the books about kiddie porn that he didn’t want to run afoul of.
After a few weeks, he wondered if he should just turn the camera off. But in the back of his mind, he didn’t trust Landon or Aiden. While they weren’t Donnie-level scummy, they used their status to talk girls into doing probably more than they planned. While nothing was forced, none of their girls returned for repeat performances.
What Xander discovered was that quarterbacks got a lot of tail. Drake, by far, was getting laid more than the other three guys combined. Xander assumed it was because he wasn’t a complete douche most of the time. Drake had a steady rotation of five girls he bedded regularly. Xander was a little envious of his harem, but wondered how Drake pulled it off since they all seemed to want to date him.
Over the summer, Xander hooked up with Mike and did the football camp circuit again. It was nice to reconnect. Mike knew he’d never play quarterback at the next level, so he planned to walk on somewhere as a punter. He was debuting his skills at the various camps they attended, hoping to get a walk-on offer.
This week, they visited the University of Arkansas. Like the past year, when lunchtime came around, one of the team managers let Xander know that Coach Sands—the head coach—wanted a moment of his time. The team manager brought Xander to the coach’s lounge, which was set up with food and had videos playing on multiple screens showing highlights from that morning’s practice.
Chuck Ramey—the University of Arkansas recruiter—and Asher and Kate Fisher were waiting with Coach Sands. Kate had her baby with her. Xander immediately knew it was his because of his blond hair and blue eyes. She’d sent him some pictures, but seeing Cooper in person confirmed he was a father.
“What are we forgetting?” Asher asked out of the blue.
“If we knew, we wouldn’t be forgetting it,” Coach Sands said.
“Let’s go to your office,” Asher announced and pulled the other two men out the door so Xander and Kate could be alone for a moment.
“May I?” Xander asked, holding out his hands.
Kate handed Cooper to him. His past life came rushing back, reminding him of the times he would hold his sister’s daughter, Nevis, when she was that small.
“He’s a big one—nine pounds when he was born,” Kate shared.
Xander handed the boy back, not wanting to fall in love with him, which was impossible. But for everyone’s sake, he wanted the boy to think Asher was his father. She put Cooper in his stroller and then gave Xander a look.
“Cooper needs a little brother.”
Xander closed his eyes for a moment to think this through. The last time had been on impulse because Kate was one of the best-looking women he’d ever met. Not that he didn’t want to spend time with Kate if she was willing.
He did have a problem with her being married; if he’d spent more than two seconds thinking about it last time, he wouldn’t have done it. He knew the pain of finding out someone you had a connection with slept with someone else.
The only thing that made him consider doing it again was that this was obviously a setup. Asher had to know what would happen. In many ways, it made sense if Asher couldn’t get her pregnant. It would give Cooper a biological sibling. For the Fishers, having two blond-haired, blue-eyed children who looked alike would deflect any questions.
Something else he had to consider was that last time, Asher had, in effect, paid Xander for his services. Granted, he’d had to invest almost all of his savings for the down payment on his part of the loan for the multi-use building. Doing that made it feel like a genuine partnership instead of making Xander feel like he’d gotten some sort of payoff. But in the back of his mind, he knew that was precisely what it was.
Not that he was looking for another windfall, but the mercenary in him recognized it was possible. Honestly, having someone like Asher in his life could set him up for much bigger things. Xander had consciously decided not to think in those terms during his second chance, but then again...?
He nodded his assent.
This time, it wasn’t nearly as exciting. Kate undid his pants, positioned Xander on the leather couch, and straddled his hips. She grasped his member, slotted it where it needed to go, and then dropped.
She rode his dick until he came. When they’d finished, she sent Asher a message, and the guys returned.
Xander had lunch with them as though nothing had happened and returned to camp.
Kate sent him a message three weeks later with a smiley-face emoji.
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