Daddies Brat

Leslie

I was resistant to Harper’s help at first. I hated being a burden to other people, and having him help me study on a Friday night was about as burdensome as someone could be. But the more he helped me, the more I realized I needed someone like him to help explain the astronomy material. When the professor lectured, it was dry and boring. Harper somehow made it interesting enough for my brain to absorb the information.

By the time the brownies were done, I had a much better handle on the chapter material.

“Want to tackle the next chapter tomorrow night?” he asked.

“There’s no way I’m going to occupy your time on a Friday and a Saturday,” I replied.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

“Sunday night it is, then,” he said, placing a warm brownie in front of me. “I love this kind of stuff. It’s hardly work for me.”

I thought about that as he disappeared into his room.

Avery got home from the party first. He gave me a wink and went upstairs, forcing me to follow. His lips tasted like beer, but it was heady and intoxicating as he pushed me down onto the bed, spreading my legs and sinking into me. I forgot all about my astronomy work as he drove into me again and again.

An hour later, after Avery had gone to bed, Riley got home. I was sitting up in bed reading when his tall frame darkened my doorway. Wordlessly, he stepped inside and closed the door, and then it was his turn to have his way with me. He bent me over the bed and took me hard and fast from behind, slamming his cock into me with enough force that I had to bury my face in a pillow to keep from screaming in ecstasy.

Yeah, juggling two guys was a lot of fun. I had never expected to end up in this situation, but now that I was? I couldn’t get enough.

It’s a good thing they came home at different times, I thought as I said goodnight to Riley and curled up under my covers. I wonder what would have happened if they returned together.

Once again, I thought about their relationship with Jess. The idea of a threesome-especially with the two of them-was permanently etched into my brain, now. I wondered if we would ever get a chance to explore that. But of course, that could only happen once they knew about each other. I wasn’t sure when, or even if, we would get to that point.

Harper helped me study throughout the next week. He made excuses each time-he was doing laundry and had ten minutes to spare, or he was waiting for his dinner to bake in the oven, or any other manner of reason why he didn’t mind helping. I saw through these excuses, but at this point I was grateful for the help. Harper knew the material well, and I was learning more thoroughly with him.

The topic of Jess came up once or twice. He was more buttoned up about their ex-girlfriend than the other guys were. I could sense the wound still there, not fully healed. My heart went out to him. Women suffered heartbreak all the time, but it felt so much worse when it was a guy who was emotionally broken. I tried to avoid the subject, but deep down I wanted to ask him thirty questions about Jess and their whole situation.

But it was nice having Harper as a friend. Especially since I was already sexually involved with Riley and Avery. My growing friendship with Harper helped balance things out, and I soon found myself totally relaxed around him. It may have been my imagination, but he seemed the same way around me, too.

One evening, after everyone had said their goodnights, Riley closed his door and then slipped into my bedroom. It was an easy way for us to hookup since he was next door. Grateful that my bed didn’t squeak, I savored the way his chiseled body covered mine as he gyrated his cock into me, moving slowly and carefully, not in any hurry.

As our gestures grew more passionate, he slid a hand around my hip and cupped my ass with his palm possessively. I loved the way he held me, squeezing like I was the one thing he had been looking forward to. Like I was the best part of his day. His soft moans grew deeper, a sign that he was close to erupting. I arched my back so I could take as much of him as I could with each thrust, and his fingers spread out like they were trying to palm more of my ass than before. He had such big hands, long fingers able to palm my entire ass cheek like a basketball. Another of my own orgasms was growing, and I bit my lip and leaned into his neck, inhaling his scent, letting it overwhelm me. I was right on the edge, unable to cross that line into ecstasy…

Suddenly, one of his fingers stretched a little bit farther than before, until it was pressing against the tight ring of my rear end. He pushed against it, the slightest amount of force, maybe just the tip of his finger sliding inside of me.

The sudden, unexpected naughtiness of it turned me on in a way I couldn’t understand. I gasped as my orgasm slammed into me, and only thanks to Riley’s lips crushing against mine did I avoid waking up the entire house with my urgent cries.

“That was different,” I said while resting my head in the crook of his arm afterward.

“Different in a bad way?”

“No! I really liked it.”

“I thought so.” He chuckled, sending vibrations through his body and into mine. “The wider I spread my fingers, the more you moaned and squirmed. So I took a chance. Do you think you…”

“Maybe,” I said, anticipating his next question. “I’d be willing to explore that area further, if you are interested in such a thing.”

“You sound like you’re negotiating a business deal.”

“Please let me know if these terms are agreeable to you,” I said. Riley responded by tickling me, which caused me to erupt in giggles.

He was just beginning to relent when a knock came at the door.

Both of us froze. Riley’s crystal blue eyes were wide with surprise, and maybe fear.

“You up, Leslie?” Harper called. “It’s me.”

The light was on and I had just been giggling. There was no way to pretend like I was asleep. “Just a minute!” I said, frantically gesturing at Riley to hide somewhere. My closet was small and cramped, but he folded his tall body into it and managed to close the door most of the way shut. I slipped my sweatpants back on, gave my hair a toss, and opened the door.

“Hey, Harper,” I said casually. “What’s up?”

“I heard you giggling. What was so funny?”

“It was a dumb video on my phone.” My mind raced for an excuse. “It was a puppy. Riding a skateboard.”

He chuckled. “Are you going to bed any time soon?”

“Probably not. I have a few more chapters to study.” It was the truth. Thanks to my intermission with Riley, I was going to be up longer.

“Good. Put some warmer clothes on,” Harper said with a grin. “I have a surprise for you.”

“A surprise?”

But Harper was already walking downstairs. “We leave in five minutes.”

I shrugged when Riley came out of the closet and gave me a questioning look. I changed into jeans and a long-sleeve shirt, then went downstairs.

“Where are you taking me?” I asked as we drove east away from the house.

“You’ll see,” he replied with a smug grin.

“We’re leaving campus?”

“Yep.”

“You’re totally sex trafficking me, aren’t you?”

Harper glanced over. “Darn. You figured it out. Don’t fight it, or else I’ll have to tie you up.”

I laughed at the joke, but stared out my window at the darkness. Where was he taking me?

We drove for ten minutes, ending at a park in the middle of nowhere. Harper popped the trunk and tossed me a blanket. “We’re going to setup right over there, in the grass. By the walking path. I need the firm surface for my equipment.”

“Equipment?” I asked, looking around. Was this a date?

He hefted a long cylinder out of his trunk. “You know what planet is at opposition right now?”

“Saturn and Venus,” I said. A planet was at opposition when it was on the other side of the solar system as earth. “Why?”

“Why does it matter if a planet is at opposition?” he asked, sounding like a lecturer.

“When at opposition, a planet is reflecting the maximum amount of light possible,” I answered. “Which means it’s the brightest it can be.”

“Exactly.” He unfolded a tripod set of legs. “I thought it would be useful to show you how Saturn looks while at opposition. Sorry for the short notice. It was a cloudy night, originally, but everything suddenly cleared up.”

“Don’t apologize!” I said. “I would love to see it!”

“I’m going to explain things to you as I go, so you had better take notes,” he said. “It will be useful for the paper you have to write.”

I sat down on the blanket in the grass while Harper set everything up. First he had to collimate the telescope, which was a fancy astronomer way of saying calibrate. It involved shining a laser into the telescope and then adjusting the mirror until everything was perfectly aligned. Then he adjusted the lenses on the viewing side of the telescope, rattling off mathematic ratios as he went.

“For Jupiter, a forty-x lens is too powerful. But Saturn is almost twice as far from the sun as Jupiter, so we need the powerful magnification.” He put his eye up to the lens and adjusted the telescope. “Should be right… there.” He stood up straight and gestured frantically. “Come here. Hurry, while it’s aligned!”

I jumped up and let him guide me to the telescope viewing lens. All I saw was black.

“Unfocus your eye,” he directed, “and move around a bit. You should see it…”

Suddenly, an object fell into my view. It was a faded yellow-orange color, like a cloudy marble suspended in a sea of infinite blackness. It was circled by a thick white oval that I recognized as rings.

“Saturn,” I breathed. “Oh my God.”

“Right?” Harper said enthusiastically.

“I’ve always known it’s out there,” I said, unable to take my eye off the planet. “But seeing it like this…”

“It’s suddenly more real,” he finished for me. “I wept the first time I saw Saturn through my telescope.”

Tears were rolling down my own cheeks, I realized. I didn’t know why I was overcome with emotion, but I was. I quickly wiped them away so they wouldn’t drop onto the telescope lens.

Saturn kept drifting out of view-which was technically due to the rotation of the earth, Harper explained-so he had to readjust the telescope every thirty seconds. We did this dance for about ten minutes, me viewing the planet for as long as possible and then Harper adjusting the angle again. I couldn’t stop staring at it.

He showed me Mars next, and then Jupiter-all four Galilean moons were visible orbiting around it, though they were just pinpricks of light around the gas giant. After that, we laid down on the blanket and stared up at the night sky. The Orionids meteor shower was happening, and every few seconds a streak of light shot across the night sky, so quickly that each time I wondered if I had imagined it.

“Thank you for this,” I whispered.

“Of course,” he replied next to me. “This is very special to me, so I love sharing it with other people in my life.”

Other people in his life. That was one way to phrase it.

“I could sit and watch this all night, so let me know when you want to go home,” he said.

“Just a little longer,” I said. “I don’t want to leave yet.”

Together on the blanket, we watched the meteor shower long into the night.