Chapter 10: Real Protection

My junior year started with a bang – a very loud bang. It was my relatively new Glock 30 – a .45 ACP version of the subcompact Glock 29. I was becoming a handgun expert. The magazine I was using held ten rounds. The gun was light weight but highly lethal if one knew what to do with it. I was rapidly learning those skills.

Daniel Raviv recommended that both Allie and I learn to carry a small firearm. Protection was the name of the game. We’d been with him for about two hours every week for the past nine months, usually in thirty-minute chunks. He’d advanced us to weapons training as we also continued with the Krav Maga training.

Of course, we did this all nice and legal. We’d both gotten CCWs – carrying concealed weapon permits. Raviv had helped, signing off on our need to carry because of our status as bodyguards-in-training. At this stage, just as my junior year started, I estimated I’d also fired around two thousand cartridges from my handgun. My shots on target had moved into the ninety-eight percent range according to Raviv; that was very good.

I had a shoulder holster for the gun that was getting some heavy use because Daniel had me starting various defense scenarios with me wearing my blazer over the holster and then needing to respond quickly to a threat. At our practice range, I had to draw and fire in what seemed like microseconds even as I dived behind some hypothetical protection.

Allie carried her weapon in a side compartment in her purse. She’d modified the compartment with heavy thread so it held the weapon in the right position for her to reach in and withdraw it in a firing position with the safety in the off position. She, too, was a fast draw.

Our weekly lessons with Daniel now split our time between the weapons – gun and knife, and the Krav Maga. I had become a different person. Thanks to the exercise regime and some weights, I had well-developed muscles in my legs, torso, and arms, and they showed. Some of the t-shirts I wore could barely contain my biceps. I also felt better, ate better, and felt more in control of the situations I was in. Some of that was probably my adding another year to my age, but I thought the martial arts and security had much to do with it.

In some ways, I’d left the fraternity behind. I was now more mature and sophisticated that most of my brothers. While my brothers would sit around drinking beer, I’d be at practice or in one of the school’s gyms. I was in better shape, and avoided most of the excesses they continued to indulge in such as continuous games of beer pong and otherwise goofing off. I was more focused than anybody except Allie.

My primary motivation was still to get the computer science and electrical engineering degree. I guess as my orientation to protection and defense emerged, I also became more interested in the computer science part of the degree and hence computer security. I expressed this interest to one of my professors, and we created a customized, self-study one-year class for me on that topic. I poured myself into studying, exercise, the work for Jake, my escort work, and, of course, Allie.

With a steady flow of cash, I’d relaxed my need to graduate in three years to three-and-a-half years. I had good use for the time for those other activities that were also important to me. I could easily afford the extra semester, too.

The work for Jake continued to be erotic fun, plus Allie was encouraging. There was a new crop of Kappa Delta Alpha pledges, some of whom had decided to do some porn videos and get ‘pledge credits’. Thus, I was getting a steady supply of new pussy on a weekly basis.

Jake started a series of short videos entitled ‘Campus Sluts’. While the girls weren’t wild about the series title, they did eagerly participate and I was one of the primary cocks that they got to experience when they showed up to be sluts for a video-taping session.

I took advantage of the situation to learn to better extend the control I had over my erections and arousal, and also over the arrival of my orgasms. I’d been pretty good about holding off, even when a girl was having her orgasm and spasming around my cock, but I got even better.

The improvements to my body made Jake very happy. Moreover, I became his most skilled male actor or model. I paid more attention to the details that he wanted his male actors to heed. One result was that I could generate two complete videos for him with two different co-eds in the same afternoon. I also got used to using the artificial semen that Doris mixed up and that we used for the money shots at the end of the videos. Of course, I also liked to cum, so I didn’t entirely forego the actual physical experience. Jake rewarded my attention to detail with better pay.

Over the summer between my sophomore and junior years I took four additional intensive study courses for many credits towards my degree. Later, this would mean a more relaxed last semester and probably the ability to start working on my master’s degree a semester early. I already knew I’d need the advanced degree to focus in on computer security.

During the summer, I also was increasingly called upon to service Barbara Biltmore and Tish Wright. As it turned out, they were mother and daughter. Because they interacted sexually, they didn’t want to advertise the fact. I was seeing them every couple of weeks and making $2,500 for each afternoon and evening.

About every third time we got together, they asked me to bring Allie with me. With Barbara and Tish, at least, we’d dispensed with our stage names. Both women were intensely bisexual, and really welcomed the interaction with Allie, and she had acknowledged her own bisexuality. She brought a great deal of creativity to the sessions, and I truly enjoyed seeing that side of my girlfriend. We’d be fucking one or the other of them side-by-side, often invoking the use of sex toys to enhance the experience for them.

The women loved my bulking up as I got more muscular, and as I developed more control over the situation. I got so I could fuck for hours with or without cumming. Occasionally, I would cum, and then start up again in only a few minutes without ever leaving the warm nest I’d just cum in.

Barbara and Tish knew I was doing pornography. They asked whether they could see me being videoed at some session, so I asked Jake. He’d even heard of Barbara Biltmore, so he said yes. He asked me to try to get them involved in some way. We laughed at that unlikely scenario.

A week later, in the middle of the fall semester, I was to do a ‘Campus Sluts’ video with a cute KDA co-ed named Tracy. Jake gave her the name Tracy Throb for her video and any future films she’d do with him. She seemed eager.

The ‘Campus Slut’ series was slightly formula. They’d open with the co-ed standing next to the large bed we’d fuck upon. She’d slowly remove her clothes in sexy striptease. As she got naked, I’d appear and start to kiss her and fondle her body. I’d be naked when I arrived on scene. We’d get on the bed and she’d blow me for a bit, I’d eat her for an orgasm or two, and then we’d start fucking being sure to rotate through the standard positions: missionary, woman-on-top cowgirl, woman-on-top reverse cowgirl, doggy, prone, and spoon where I fucked her from behind but my cock was obvious pumping into her cunt. Most of the positions were favorable to a lewd display of my cum immediately leaking from her cunt when I extracted. Alternatively, the girl would kneel and I’d paste my juices all over her face. Often, some of the juices were Doris’ mixture.

I introduced Barbara and Tish to Jake and the crew, as well as Tracy. Everyone was eager to proceed, so we started with the traditional filming according to Jake’s formula. We got through the strip, blowjob, and cunnilingus, and I’d started to fuck Tracy, when I noticed that Tish had a hand under her skirt and was jilling off as she watched us.

I whispered to Tracy that I wanted to try and involve one of the spectators just for fun, and she nodded enthusiastically.

I held my arm out, inviting Tish to join us. She was uncertain but I nodded and even one of the cameramen waved her into the scene. Tish came over and we kissed. She also kissed Tracy, who liked the change in direction that the afternoon had taken.

I nudged Tish out of her clothes as I kept fucking Tracy. She did strip, and one of the cameras had shifted to tape her moves. Tish did show off for the camera a little. When she was naked, I kissed her some more and then guided her over Tracy, so she lowered her pussy onto Tracy’s mouth as I fucked the latter in the missionary position. The cameras got it all.