A Better Man Book 4
Copyright© 2026 by G Younger
Chapter 16
Young Adult Sex Story: Chapter 16 - A Better Man follows the talented David Dawson, who is brimming with charm, a messed-up love life, and many lessons that go far beyond the playbook. He’s setting the stage for winning the ultimate prize: a national championship. David is pulling out all the stops in his campaign, working his network to build a juggernaut while dealing with business calamities, completing his education, and navigating minefields in his love life.
Caution: This Young Adult Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Romantic Humor School Group Sex Cream Pie Oral Sex Safe Sex Slow
It was David’s turn to pick up coffee. Doreen smiled when he walked into her shop.
“There’s my big White boy. Give Doreen some loving,” she said as she came from behind the counter and pulled him into a hug.
He spotted Chloe behind the counter, tapping away on her phone. He had no doubt she was in the process of sending out the Bat-Signal to let everyone know he was there. David had come early because he knew his showing up drew in customers for her. It was the least he could do since she gave him free stuff.
“Come, sit for a while; we haven’t talked in ages,” Doreen said.
Chloe had his tea and a slice of something new on the counter waiting for him.
“You’ve been a bad girl, haven’t you?” David asked Chloe.
David heard the door open, and someone enter. The sound of their footsteps faltered as they came up behind him. He turned his head as the scent of her perfume washed over him in a sensual wave. Looking back, his eyes collided with her wide-eyed gaze.
’Damn,’ he thought. ’It’s that hot actress from Alpha Mu rush.’
She’d just walked into his reality right out of his fever dreams.
Tori Rankin should talk to Wren and help her with her Outfit Of The Day videos, because she was rocking the casual college-girl look.
She was wearing a black skater skirt. David was a little impressed that he knew that, but they were distinctive if you knew what to look for. The waistband was typically a bit thick, and the skirt’s style had a slight flare. Most were somewhere between a mini and mid-length. Mr. Happy noted that this skirt showed plenty of her luscious thighs.
’Tracy!’ David thought to keep his mind out of the gutter and remind himself he had a girlfriend.
She wore a long-sleeved white blouse, unbuttoned to expose a pink V-necked t-shirt that fell halfway between the bottom of her breasts and her belly button. Between showing off her scrumptious tummy and impressive cleavage, all thoughts of Tracy flew out of his mind.
David was in trouble because the sexual beast woke up and joined Mr. Happy in a bid to take over the body.
“Get her whatever she wants,” David found himself saying to Chloe.
His roommate’s girlfriend did a terrible job of not smiling at what was unfolding before her.
“Yes, sir, Mr. Dawson. What will you have?”
“I’m not sure I should let you buy me a coffee. I have a boyfriend,” Tori said.
“Not for long,” Chloe said under her breath and then coughed to try to cover up what she’d just said.
David chose to ignore Chloe ... for now.
“I have some time to kill and was hoping you could fill me in on how rush went. I used to date the president of Alpha Mu, and I like the girls there,” David said.
“What could it hurt?” Tori wondered aloud.
“Only in the best way,” an unhelpful Chloe mumbled.
“What was that?” Tori asked.
“Oh ... uhm ... what did you want?”
Tori made her order and noticed that David didn’t pay. Waiting for them at a table next to the front window was Doreen; David introduced them. Doreen told her that if she were David’s friend, coffee would be on the house from then on. Doreen was a champ and had to get back to work as Chloe’s efforts began to pay off: girls streamed into the shop.
David tuned them out and focused on Tori. He figured he would try out a technique he’d learned in his acting class on how to get someone to talk to him. It was so simple that David doubted it would work, but he decided to give it a shot. Basically, he repeated the last few words his date said in a question form.
“I did receive a bid. I’m just trying to decide whether I should join or not,” Tori said.
“Or not?”
“Yeah. I’m worried that I might not have time to do school, join a sorority, and attend auditions.”
“Attend auditions?”
“Like the play...”
Tori was surprised at how easy it was to talk to David. She found herself telling him things she would never say to a stranger, let alone someone like him. She only dreamed of someday being even a tenth as successful as he was.
Something else she found was that all her initial nervousness had vanished.
Then he did something amazing.
“Want to meet my fans?” David asked.
“Sure?” Tori said hesitantly.
“Come on; you need to learn to do this,” David said as he reached out and took her hand to help her out of her chair.
David walked over to the first table and said hello.
“Hi, I’m David A. Dawson, and I wanted to thank you for coming to Doreen’s Coffee Shop. I get all my coffee here. I also want to introduce you to the next big thing, Tori Rankin. You get to say you met her before she became famous. Would you like a picture with us?”
She was amazed at how effortless he made it seem. He quickly guided her through the coffee shop and introduced her to everyone. Then he went to the counter where the girl who seemed to know David was waiting with a tray of coffees and a big bag.
David thanked the girl, said goodbye, and left.
“Ready to dump that boyfriend?” the girl asked.
“What?” Tori said, jerking out of her train of thought. “Oh, no. We’ve been together since the start of high school.”
“Chloe.”
“Tori.”
“I dated him for a minute.”
“Why did you break up?” Tori asked, suddenly all ears.
“I guess we never did ‘break up’ because it was more of a casual hookup type of thing.”
“Do tell.”
“Don’t tell my current boyfriend, but I would dump him in a heartbeat if I thought David wanted me back,” Chloe shared.
Tori could read between the lines. She’d only been with her current boyfriend. While he always seemed to want to do it, she could take it or leave it. Seeing the look in Chloe’s eyes made her wonder.
Phil woke to Skylar’s scent from their lovemaking, which still clung to the sheets. He rolled over onto his stomach, and every shred of tension dissipated. It felt good to wake up relaxed and rested. Sighing, he rolled over onto his back, mentally listing everything he had to do. It wasn’t too exciting because he drifted back to sleep.
Phil woke from an erotic dream to the real thing: Skylar was giving a slow, sloppy oral treatment to his morning wood.
“Finally, you’re awake. Fuck me before Selby gets back from her shower.”
She lay down next to him and pulled a willing Phil on top of her.
Phil groaned through gritted teeth, his hands resting on either side of Skylar’s head as he pumped into her depths.
As far as USC women went, Skylar was in the bottom third in looks. Phil had gotten several numbers of much better-looking girls at the sorority rush. Being David’s brother seemed to get them to throw themselves at him. While he’d sampled a few and found them a lot of fun, he found himself back in Skylar’s bed again and again.
Every inch of his cock was being squeezed by her hot, wet pussy. There was no denying that Skylar was a great bed partner. Their eyes locked with their faces inches apart, and they were both breathing heavily as Phil continued to drive his dick relentlessly into Skylar’s eager pussy.
“Come for me. Come inside me,” Skylar urged.
They had a good rhythm going as their bodies slapped together.
“Ohhhh yeees,” Skylar squealed in appreciation as Phil pounded her harder.
The door opened, and Selby stood frozen in the doorway as Skylar and Phil came.
“Yeehaw, fuck me, big boy!” Skylar yelled while Phil groaned as he nutted.
“Seriously!? It’s seven in the morning!” someone called from down the hall.
“You get it, girl!” someone else yelled.
“Shut the door,” Phil said as he pulled out of Skylar.
“Feel like going another round?” Selby asked.
While Phil’s dick was willing, he’d made it a point not to spend much time with the jock bunnies. He knew what sluts the guys they spent time with were, and he was almost positive that he didn’t want to put his dick in harm’s way.
There were rumors of herpes going around. Phil remembered the ‘sex talk’ the football team had at the beginning of the semester. If a person gets the herpes virus infection, they have it for life, whether or not they experience symptoms.
The only reason he went bareback with Skylar was that she claimed he was her first and hadn’t been with anyone else, and she was on birth control. His two older brothers were walking billboards for what could happen without some form of protection.
Phil could foresee a future where he would eventually find the one, get married, and have kids. But for now, he was just going to enjoy new experiences with many different women.
“No, I need to get to the gym. If I’m late, there’ll be hell to pay,” Phil said as he got out of bed and dressed.
“When will I see you next?” Skylar asked.
“Let’s play it by ear. Do what you want, and I’ll work around your schedule,” Phil said.
Skylar looked disappointed, but he had plans with one of the girls from the rush party. If that fell through, and he was horny, he would hit Skylar up later. He knew it made him look like a jerk, but he tried to be upfront with Skylar. This was just a friends-with-benefits relationship and nothing more.
David arrived at class early, so he peeked into the bag Doreen had given him. She’d started sending all the baked goods that were a day old with him, Greg, or Rain. Doreen claimed she wanted to sell only the freshest products. It seemed to pay off because her business kept growing.
’Score!’ David thought as he found a chocolate croissant on top.
On weekends, Chloe was the recipient of the leftovers. More often than not, she would bring them to the dorm, and the floor would be over to clean them out. College kids couldn’t resist free food.
Greg sat beside him and grabbed his coffee and a cheese Danish.
“I’m going to have to get serious about working out again,” Greg complained.
“You wouldn’t want to lose your ‘hot dad’ status. You know Cassidy will pull it if you get puffy again,” David quipped.
“Boys,” Rain said as she joined them.
“You have to hand out food today since you arrived last,” Greg said.
People started to file in.
“There’s food up front if you want some!” Rain called out as she grabbed a bear claw.
She put the bag of leftovers on Professor Dugan’s desk in the front.
“Mom talked to me about spring break. She wants to know if we want to take the kids to Whistler and show them what snow is,” David said.
“You do plan on bringing a few people to lend a hand, don’t you?” Greg asked.
David gave his brother an ‘Are you crazy?’ look.
“Of course, I am.”
“I’d be willing to help if I got a free ski vacation out of it,” Rain volunteered.
Both Greg and David laughed.
Rain gave them a suspicious look, so David pulled out a photo of the entire horde singing at Christmas.
“Which ones are yours?” Rain asked.
“All of them,” Greg said.
“Oh, my. I thought that was a chorus. I would need some help,” Rain said.
“Tracy and Joey would be there to help,” Greg said.
David frowned.
“My girlfriend plans to be on a Mediterranean cruise with my roommate. She bailed when she heard the kids would be there.”
Rain looked worried.
“Is there something I should know?”
“No, it’s just that she told me that she doesn’t like kids,” David said.
Greg threw a face. “That’s not good.”
“Tell me about it,” David said.
Professor Dugan came in, grabbed a slice of banana bread, and started class.
At lunchtime, David received a call from a Kentucky number.
“John! How’s it going?” David asked.
“I’ve been thinking about what you said. I’ve always wanted to play in the NFL someday, and if I have a shot at that, I’d rather leave and find somewhere to start than be a backup. So, I have to decline, but thanks for thinking of me.”
“I can understand that, but I think you need to have your coach contact the NFL teams and see if there’s any interest in you. Give them a scenario of you starting at a lower level rather than going to USC and receiving a year’s coaching from the USC staff,” David said.
He then laid out the credentials of the four main guys a quarterback would deal with.
Head Coach Bo Harrington was known as a quarterback-fixer. Before he got the job coaching quarterbacks at Alabama, he’d been hired by the NFL, college teams, and David to coach quarterbacks to play the game. He specialized in helping quarterbacks who were having problems.
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