Chapter 3

Duncan Wallace had almost finished masturbating when Brandi Winter swung through his open window.

The second he’d gotten home from football practice, he’d locked himself in his room and coated his hand with lube. Closing his window hadn’t even occurred to him, he was so worked up. The cheerleaders rehearsed at the same time as the football team each afternoon, and watching his girlfriend lead the group of young, nubile women had distracted him so much he could barely concentrate on what his coach was telling him.

“Jesus!” he cried out as Brandi dramatically entered the room, her eyes widening at the sight of the black teen holding his hardness in one hand, and a photograph in the other. He dropped the picture in his desperate attempt to cover himself up.

Brandi, barely managing to stifle her laughter, turned away to give him some privacy. As she stared at the white walls of his bedroom, she wondered who was wearing the bikini in the photo she’d seen fall to the ground.

The Protector would have been thoroughly unsurprised to learn that the picture was of Nicolette, Duncan’s “girlfriend”. Nicolette had a well-earned reputation as a complete and utter cock-tease. Rumor had it that even after she’d dated the quarterback for a year and two months, he hadn’t gotten so much as a blow-job ... In truth, he hadn’t even managed to see a tit. One time he’d tried to feel her up, receiving nothing but a slap in response - he’d stuck it out, hoping she would eventually yield, but after fourteen months had broken up without getting so much as a make-out session. Nicolette didn’t consider herself ‘that kind of girl’, as Duncan had discovered every time he tried to make a move.

And so, despite the fact they’d been flirting for the better part of the year and were now openly using the words “boyfriend” and “girlfriend” to describe one another, Duncan’s time with Nicolette had led to nothing more than two make-out sessions, which he suspected she had participated in purely to keep the relationship going.

Duncan’s hand had wrapped around his black cock and slowly started stroking up and down, imagining Nicolette in her bikini, knocking on his door and begging to be taken. The appearance of Brandi had coincidentally occurred in real life at the same time she’d appeared in his fantasy - Duncan’s biggest secret was his lust for Brandi. Ever since Lily had introduced the two of them, he’d been attracted to her, and if he could have just one wish, it would be to sleep with her and Nicolette at the same time.

It would never happen, of course - he knew that. But even thinking fleetingly about it was enough to make him rock-hard, and no matter what he tried to think about while jerking off, his mind would inevitably turn to images of Nicolette and Brandi, topless in front of him, making out passionately before turning to him with a hungry look in their eyes, wanting to share his cock ... When Brandi had entered his room unannounced, he’d been picturing himself slowly sinking into Nicolette’s shaved pussy while Brandi orally pleasured the two of them simultaneously as they fucked, silently begging to be next to take his manhood.

With a cough, Duncan let his friend know that it was safe to turn around. She did so, a smile dancing around her eyes.

As Duncan watched, the smile faded. He followed her line of sight, and was horrified to discover that she’d noticed another photo he had handy - a picture of the Protector in a swimsuit that he kept pinned against to the wall.

Duncan quickly threw the pillow he was holding at the wall, knocking the photo off and revealing a tent in his pants, inadvertently letting Brandi know he was still hard.

They silently and unanimously decided not to talk about it.

“Uh, what’re you doing here?” Duncan asked.

“Came to get you. You’re on my team for the sweep, remember?”

“Oh, yeah. ‘Course.”

Duncan mentally willed his erection to go away, so he could stand up and get ready to go, but he was still worked up, and Brandi - the secret object of his lust - was standing in his room. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from all the skin she showed - her smooth, white legs, her long, slender arms. It was hard to imagine the beautiful woman standing in front of him was one of the most deadly people in the world, but he knew she was - he’d seen her destroy too many demon lives to ever forget that.