BBW Blues Ch. 04

Todd was outside of the common dining hall sitting on one of the cold benches when Sarah Walters and her friends walked out.

He was still on the phone, but he stopped listening as he focused his attention on watching Sarah's ass cheeks switch, squish and jiggle when she walked.

FUCK! He thought. That ass is so fucking juicy. Need to get my hands on that again.

His cock grew painfully hard again. Shit, I gotta do something about this, he thought.

The person on the other end of the phone, who he was now ignoring, grew impatient.

"Kid! You there?!" This came from a gruff, hardened voice through Todd's iPhone.

"Oh, shit. Sorry about that, I got distracted. She just went by, and..."

The other phone party wasn't interested, though. "Whatever. Look kid, I'll see you tomorrow, just fill me in when I get there."

Then the conversation was over, with Todd's phone returning to it's home screen to mark the end of the call.

Todd smiled. Tomorrow he was really going to get moving on this whole...operation.

Yeah, he thought, Operation: BBW.

He liked the sound of it in his head. It would officially kick off tomorrow, but maybe there were still things he could do today on his end.

The more he thought about it, the more he realized that if he was going to keep this whole thing under cover, he was going to need a place he could hook up with Sarah.

He thought she was a junior. At least he kinda-sorta remembered seeing her around since he became a sophomore. That meant she probably had a single room to herself. No roommates to gum up the works.

That didn't mean he wanted to be seen going over to her dorm room, though. Anyone who knew who he was would know damn well he had no business being on the girl's floor of any of the dorms, except for Mia's.

He sure as hell couldn't bring her to the frat house. Not only would he be busted with Mia, but the brothers would never let him live that down. No way.

No one could ever know.

That meant he would have to take other measures for privacy. And no hotels. He couldn't leave a paper trail behind him, or get spotted by anyone going in and out of a hotel on a regular basis.

Todd spent a good deal of time on the cold bench, clearly lost in thought as students walked by after leaving the dining hall. Some spoke to him, and Todd gave rote replies, but didn't engage with anyone.

After a while, he stood up and started walking east across the campus. He had an idea.

In about ten minutes of walking, he made his way to Culman Hall. It was one of the oldest dorms on the campus, right at the edge of the University grounds. He'd never had occasion to come here often over his college career, although he had been here last semester to score some weed from an old...acquaintance.

He took the stairs up to the third floor. Even if he didn't know where to go, he could have just followed the loud metal music. He knocked hard on door number fifteen, thinking the occupant might not even hear it.

Todd realized the door was ajar, so he just pushed it open. There he was, Eli Coggins, sitting with his back to the door, silhouetted against a giant tv screen. He was wearing headphones and playing some video game.

"ELI!" He yelled, trying to catch the Eli's attention.

The room was a mess, and smelled like weed and musty socks. All kinds of posters of metal bands covered the walls like wallpaper, along with flyers for local bands. Black Sabbath and Judas Priest figured most prominently on the walls.

"ELI!!!!" Todd screamed again. Then he noticed a pile of dirty clothes on the bed began to move. Todd watched in fascination as the load of clothes turned into a young girl who had apparently been laying there.

Lyla. Lyla...something. Todd knew who Eli's girlfriend was, but had never spoken to her. All he knew was that the chick was weird. She had green and black hair, pale, puffy, unhealthy-looking skin, and nasty black lipstick smeared on. Her nose was pierced with a circular barbell, and she had all kinds of black stuff caked under her eyes.

She sat up, looking at Todd with her freaky black eyes. Todd couldn't help but check her out. She was kind of chubby, but in a doughy way that was not flattering. The dirty overalls she was wearing didn't flatter her, either. She didn't have a shirt on underneath the overalls, so a good deal of pale, blotchy skin was showing.

He remembered someone saying she was a witch or wicca or something, and it made sense to him. Why not?

He didn't know if the look was goth or wiccan or what, but a lot of girls on campus actually looked hot when they rocked that style. Just not this one.

Lyla didn't take her eyes off of Todd, but leaned over to speak to Eli.

Eli was aware of none of this, as he was currently engrossed in his multiplayer video game, and had a headset and mic over his ears as he stared at his tv that was way too large for this room.

Lyla finally pulled one of the cups off of Eli's head and spoke directly into his ear. She still hadn't taken her eyes off of Todd.

Creepy, he thought.

Eli swiveled his head around and caught sight of Todd. He reached over and cut the music off abruptly, then addressed his fellow gamers.

"Guys, I gotta go, I'll be back later. What? No, fuck you! NO! FUCK YOU!!!" He shouted, then threw the headset off to the side of his chair. He stood up to face Todd and stuck out his hand. He spoke in a high-pitched, whiny voice.

"Dude, this is a surprise! What are you doing on the ass-end of campus? Here to score?"

Todd clasped the hand in a bro shake and looked at Eli. The guy had always looked to him as if he was the bizarro version of the drug dealer from Breaking Bad. Not the cool one, Walter White, but his partner...the other one. Whatever his name was. The only thing different now was that Eli was apparently trying to grow a beard. A blue one. It wasn't working, and looked like scraggly shit.

"Nah, man. Not looking to score, I need some info."

Eli's eyebrows went up. "Aboooouut...?" Todd could tell Eli was being wary. The guy was a drug dealer. Some guy you sold to before shows up out of the blue, asking questions. Todd understood why it might seem suspicious.

"Nothing about you, man. Nah. Remember when we were freshmen and we heard that old story about the Main Hall Dragon's Den?"

Eli leaned back as if blown by a wind. "Ooohhhh yeahhh, dude! I remember that shit well. What about it?"

"You guys ever find it?" Todd asked.

Eli looked confused. "What?? Bro, we found that place after a few weeks or so of looking. It took a little elbow grease to actually get inside, but yeah man we got in there. Don't you remember?"

The Main Hall 'Dragon's Den' had been a rumor told to incoming freshmen about a secret room located at the top of the Main Hall.

Main Hall had been used less and less for classes over the years, and apparently some of the non-used rooms had been boarded up and in some cases, just built around.

Todd remembered going to look for it, but giving up early. If it was really there, then they managed to conceal it nicely.

"No, I never knew you actually found it, man." Todd was getting giddy now.

Eli still looked confused, then his face changed. "I remember! You went off to rush for the frat and we didn't even see you again, man. But yeah, we found it."

Todd was elated. "So what was in there? Anything good?"

"Hell no!" said Eli, laughing. "It was just an empty space, man. All dirty and dusty and shit. We had to crawl in through a hole, and we had to make another hole to let some of the smoke out so we could fucking breathe."

Todd grimaced. "You crawled in through a hole?"

Eli laughed again. "Yeah, man. They dry-walled right over the door. There was a way in we found, but it wasn't pretty. I got scraped up pretty bad the first time, until we got rid of a bunch of nails and debris."

Todd thought maybe it wouldn't work after all, but he still needed to check it out.

"Ok, can you still get in that way?"

Eli looked suspicious again. "Why you trying to go in there, man? There's nothing in there. We stopped going there because the novelty just plain wore off, it was cold as fuck in there, and it was a pain in the ass getting in and out."

Todd didn't want to reveal any more info than he had to, so he tried to play it cool. "I was just telling some of the frat boys about it, and they didn't believe me is all. Thought I'd track it down."

Eli looked at him, still suspicious. Suddenly, Lyla stood, then leaned close to Eli's ear to speak, never taking her eyes off Todd the entire time. Todd had actually forgotten she was there.

The girl had no figure to speak of. Just straight down from torso to thighs. If not for the d-cups peering out of her overalls you could be forgiven if you thought it was a guy.

Lyla moved away from Eli and sat back down, still staring at Todd.

Eli frowned. "Ehhh, I don't know dude. Lyla says this is about some sex shit, dude."

Todd tried to keep the surprise off his face, but he could see in both Eli and Lyla's face that he'd failed. Fucking crazy witch-bitch! How did she know that?

"Yeaaaaaahhhhh, dude I knew it!! Some freaky sex shit, dude! Trying to spice things up with your high-society girlfriend?" Eli held up his hand for a high-five.

Todd didn't feel like high-fiving, but he couldn't leave Eli hanging, so he tepidly reciprocated.

"Look, Eli, no one can know about this, ok? I don't want Mia embarrassed." Todd tried to compose his facial expression so it looked like concern for Mia.

Eli shook his head. "Wellll, man. Maybe we can come to an understanding, then."

"Understanding? What do you mean?" Todd asked.

"Hey man," Eli started, "this is America, and I'm a business man. I can't give you something for nothing. What am I gonna get?"

Todd saw where this was going. "All right, Eli. How much, man?"

Eli moved to the foot of his bed and threw some dirty underwear over his shoulder. Todd ducked sharply to avoid the soiled projectile.

Then Eli reached under the bed and pulled out a plastic toolbox. He popped it open and fished out a thick bag of weed.

"How about two-hundred for this whole bag? Then we all win!"

Todd snorted. "Hell no! I'm not buying that much weed from anyone. I'll probably get busted for selling!"

Eli laughed. "That's the beauty of it. You don't sell it! I mean, it's not like you need the money, dude."

Todd tilted his head in acknowledgement. It was true, two-hundred dollars didn't mean shit to him, but getting busted for selling weed would embarrass the family. He couldn't have that.

"Nah, Eli. I can't do it, man."

Eli put the weed back in the toolbox and snapped it shut. Then he threw it angrily back under the bed.

"Well good luck then, man. You can find your own way in then."

Shit! Thought Todd. If they found it, he could probably find it, too. Still...he didn't want to scrabble around Main Hall after dark each night trying to find a way in.

"Come on, Eli." Todd said. "There's gotta be something else. I'll just give you two hundred dollars. How about that?"

Eli scowled. "I'm not a charity case, money-bags! I work for a living. I earn, or I go hungry. That's the way it is for some of us. I don't have a six-figure job waiting for me at graduation."

Todd bit his tongue. Well, if you wanted money, you shouldn't have majored in philosophy, idiot. This is going south, fast, thought Todd. He had no idea how to turn it around.

Before either of them could speak again, Lyla again stood and quickly stepped close to Eli, leaning in close to his ear. She spoke, inaudibly to Todd, for some time, while both guys stood silent. Todd had a bad feeling about this.

Eli pulled his head back and looked Lyla right in the eyes. A huge grin split his face.

"Really, babe?" he asked? "You sure?"

An over-emphatic series of head-nods were Lyla's response.

"Ok!" said Eli, clearly excited. He turned back to Todd. "It looks like we're back in business!"

Todd was wary, though. "What did she tell you to ask for? A million dollars or something?"

Eli smiled, and Todd didn't like the look of it.

"No, dude. She wants to suck you off."

No one spoke after that. Todd just looked at Eli, while Eli and Lyla looked back at him.

Finally, Todd responded. "You can't be serious. That's your girlfriend."

"Yeah, she is" said Eli, "and I give her whatever she wants. And what she wants is to suck you off. So do we have a deal?"

"What!??" Todd blurted out. "I can't, man! I have a girlfriend." He hoped that was a good enough excuse.

It wasn't. Eli shook his head. "Don't gimme that shit, dude! Is my girlfriend not hot enough for you? She not high-class enough?"

Todd shook his head. "No, it's not about that!"

Eli kept going. "Lyla says she may never have a chance to suck the cock of a billionaire. So you gotta pay up if you wanna get in the Dragon's Den."

Todd put his hands out. "I'm not a billionaire. I'm the son of a billionaire. It ain't the same thing!"

Eli raised his voice. "WHATEVER! I don't wanna hear that shit you got a billion dollar cock dude now is Lyla sucking or not?!"

Todd was at a loss for words. Eli and Lyla the wicca were both looking at him expectantly.

He couldn't help but give Lyla yet another once-over. He didn't find her attractive at all. He didn't want that thick black lipstick of hers on his cock. Didn't want those black eyes looking up at him. He didn't think he could even get hard for her.

He also didn't want to waste the next month trying to find the stupid Den.

Fuck, he thought, I guess I'll have to make a devil's bargain. Maybe I can stall.

"Ok." He said. "Ok, look. I'll give her my number and we can set something up..." Todd moved to pull his cell phone out.

"NOPE." Said Eli. "Right here, right now, bro."

"Um, w-what?" Todd stuttered. He had been hoping to get the information and then never make good on the deal. What was Eli going to do about it? He'd shoot him some money and all would be forgiven. But clearly, Eli had anticipated this.

Eli smiled. "You get the details when my girl gets what she wants."

The door closed suddenly with a loud slam. Todd whipped around and saw Lyla standing in front of the door. He hadn't even noticed her move. She stared right at him, then locked the door with an audible, ominous CLICK. There was a creepy black-lipstick grin on her creepy face.

Todd kept trying to stall. "H-hey, I can't do anything in front of you, man. I can't get it up in front of another dude. Why don't me and Lyla go to her room and...?"

"NOPE!" cackled Eli. "Right. Here. Right. Now. Bro."

Then he bent down and picked up the headset he had thrown earlier. "For real, dude, I'm going back to my game. It's up to you. You can either let Lyla suck you up, and get the deets, or you can walk out that door and go it alone. Your choice."

With that, Eli sat back in his chair and swiveled around, putting the headset back on. He grabbed his PS4 controller and returned to his game.

"Alright, guys. I'm back." He said. "What was that? No, FUCK YOU, DUDE!" then he went silent and concentrated on his game.

That left Todd basically alone with Lyla the weirdo wicca. FUCK, he thought. She was staring a hole in him.

When he thought about all of the actual hot wicca chicks he'd see around campus over the years, he wished Eli could have hooked up with one of them, instead of this one.

Well, he thought, this whole thing had better be worth it. A mouth is a mouth, right?

Then he slowly unbuckled his belt, and slowly unfastened his pants. When he let go, they dropped down to his ankles with an air of finality. Lyla was staring at his crotch like a snake stares down its dinner. Her black eyes were creepy as fuck.

He paused for a long moment. Not really believing he was about to do this. Then, with a deep breath, he hooked his thumbs into his boxers, and pulled them down, letting them drop past his knees to his ankles.

With that, he stood naked from the waist down, cock hanging out in the stale, musty air of Eli's dorm room. Todd was what you call a 'show-er', meaning he was close to full size even when flaccid. So there was already about 6 inches of thick cock in evidence.

Lyla moved closer, never taking her eyes off of Todd's dick. Without a word she dropped down to her knees in front of him.

Todd didn't know if he could look. He squinted, peering down at the girl through the barest slits in his eyelids. Oh, God, please help me...he begged of any higher power that might be listening.

She put her pale, doughy face next to his cock and began to run her nose along its length, smelling it. Then Todd saw her hand come up. Black nails at the end of each finger.

That's it, he thought, I can't look anymore. He scrunched his eyes shut.

Todd felt the hand close on his shaft. He still didn't feel aroused. If he couldn't get it up, would they still honor the deal?

Lyla scooted closer and Todd felt the head of his cock get sucked into her mouth with a soft shlupp sound.

At that point, without any further preamble, Lyla simply inhaled most of his flaccid cock. Then immediately began a level of suction that Todd had heretofore thought impossible.

"Oh!" he gasped in shock. He looked down at Lyla.

She wasn't looking at him, and he could see the sides of her face caving in as she sucked away at him.

Todd's dick came to life pretty quickly after that. He felt himself getting harder and harder. Lyla adjusted position to continue her suction as the meaty cock grew stiffer and longer and thicker.

Lyla waited for him to get to a certain level of stiffness, then adjusted her head and surged forward, forcing his meat all the way down her throat.

"OOOooohhhh shiiiittttt!!" yelled Todd, as he felt his cock enter the tight space and the girl worked him over with her throat muscles.

Then her tongue began working in overtime, caressing and lapping away at his head and shaft while he was in her throat.

Just when Todd thought she couldn't do anymore, the pale girl opened wide and in one swift movement reached up and shoved his balls inside her mouth, too.

Then the suction began again, but redoubled in intensity.

"FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!" Todd cried out as his knees buckled. He reached back a hand to steady himself against the wall.

He couldn't hold on any longer. "Fuck! Lyla! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!"

Todd wanted to give the girl a chance to disengage in case she didn't want to swallow, but she held on, looking up at his face as he tried to process the intense pleasure coming from her mouth and throat.

Then he let go. A river of cum must have ejected from his cock, because he felt the orgasm go on for quite some time. Every time he thought he was done, she would squeeze his cock with her mouth or throat and trigger another eruption of cum.

He shuddered then. Damn, he thought. Holy shit. That wasn't bad at all.

Feeling listless, he pushed himself away from the wall and prepared to zip up.

Unfortunately, there was a problem with that.

Lyla hadn't yet released his cock. She wasn't sucking hard, but she wasn't letting go either.

Todd looked down at her, and she stared back up at him with an expressionless face, which was pressed right up against his groin, as she had inhaled his entire package. Her black lips stretched obscenely around the base of his dick.

"Um, Lyla...?" Todd asked, tentatively. "You can let go now, that was awesome."

He wasn't lying either, it had been awesome. The girl did not let go, though.

"Seriously, Lyla," he said bit more forcefully, "we're done, alright?"

Again, she didn't move. Todd gently pushed on her forehead, but she didn't respond, not even in annoyance, when he pushed on her.

"Lyla! Let go!" he hissed at her, but it did nothing.

Todd turned to Eli, who had been muttering the entire time on his headset.