The Protagonist System
342 Coming Together Part Two

After exchanging numbers, and Zita Flores finding out the currently popular new cell phone was my invention and I was making tons of money on the sales and also on the reasonable and cheap cost per month, I continued my leisurely drive around the city and nothing else happened, even when I took the chance to go near my old place. There was no warning from my danger sense, so there was no problem.

I returned to Tara's place and went to the guest room. It wasn't difficult to hear the music being played from Tara's room and I suspected the girls were going to be up late and having fun, which I was not going to interrupt. I had some sleep to catch up on and a few plans to change slightly with finding Zita to help me run everything.

It was all shaping up to become a lot more than I had thought at first, and that was okay. Like when I was in the combo DC and Marvel world, if I could help create a force for good by altering the purpose of some of the evil in the world, then that was what I was going to do.

I undressed and climbed into bed and felt reassured that by the time the weekend rolled around, I'd have Duff Killigan out of everyone's hair and happy, because the challenges he would have to overcome to complete the golf course would take him much more time than anyone would expect.

*

I was having a particularly nice dream where Tsuru was giving me a particularly enthusiastic blowjob and she looked very happy about it. She paused briefly to slap herself on the cheek with my hardness and she nuzzled the side of the shaft, giving it several kisses and more licks, then I felt another tentative lick and then a kiss on the tip, only without seeing a corresponding face to go with it.

That was odd, because it meant that this wasn't me reliving one of the many bonus memories I had received after leaving the Naruto world and hadn't experienced first-hand, because I knew there were a few encounters were Tsuru enjoyed having someone else there to order around and to teach them the proper way to enjoy me.

With that slightly jarring thought, the lucid dream faded and I opened my eyes to see Tara nuzzling the side of my shaft and a severely blushing Bonnie slipping her mouth over the tip. Her tongue didn't stop licking me, either. That took talent, so I laid there and watched as she started losing the blush.

“That's it, just give yourself over to how it feels.” Tara whispered and moved down to give Bonnie more room, which she seemed eager to take and moaned as she slid further down to take more of me into her mouth. “The silkiness it has, the strength it contains, and how good it'll feel as it's being shoved into you.”

Bonnie closed her eyes and took Tara's advice. She adjusted her angle to be more directly over me and she moved up and back down, hitting the back of her throat and stopping. She let out a disappointed sound and moved back up to suckle on the tip and opened her eyes as she looked at Tara.

“It's okay if you can't go all the way. I didn't know I could do that until I tried it and did it.” Tara said and pet Bonnie's hair as her other hand gripped me just above where Bonnie's mouth had reached. “I'll use my hand to keep you from choking and you can go all out.”

Bonnie nodded slightly, took in a shallow breath, then closed her eyes and did exactly what Tara told her to do. She fully gave herself over to the intimate act and looked like she really enjoyed it. The funny part was that neither of them noticed I was awake and watching them.

I was smiling warmly because Tara was giving Sex Ed lessons to the Queen Bee about how to have fun while doing something a lot of girls refused to do, at least until after they had dated someone for a while or they saved it for special occasions. Although, I had to admit that Bonnie was a fast learner and it was kind of ironic that she was using her mouth that usually bitched at me to suck me off very well.

Maybe that was why they didn't wake me first? They didn't want me to be disappointed if Bonnie ended up being bad at it, without realizing that even a bad blow job would still get a guy off. Just in case, I closed my eyes and kept watching them with X-Ray Vision.

This was perfect timing, because Bonnie suddenly stopped for some reason and opened her eyes to look right at my face. She visibly relaxed and closed her eyes again and continued Tara's quite involved lesson. Apparently, she had asked her mom for some advice about the descriptions of things and she relayed them to Bonnie, making herself look like she was even more knowledgeable about it.

That was really smart of her. I thought and let them do what they wanted. I also wondered if they would do more than just oral. I felt myself reaching my peak and my balls started to churn, which Tara noticed because she was cupping them.

“Bon! He's getting ready to blow.” Tara whispered. “Don't be nervous about taking it! He tastes delicious.”

Bonnie hummed and kept her eyes closed as she moved a little faster and her tongue danced over my tip every time she lifted her head and reached the end. I intentionally waited for her to pull almost all the way back before I started letting it go, giving her the space to hold it all in her mouth without having to spill anything, or possibly choking on it if I spurted it into the back of her throat.

Surprisingly, Bonnie hummed again and swallowed before se shoved herself right back down to Tara's hand and stayed there. The last couple spurts actually did hit the back of her throat and she softly moaned, my hardness filling her mouth and leaving nowhere for the sperm to go than down her throat.

Bonnie swallowed again and waited for a few seconds for me to finish, then she moved herself up and off with a very satisfied look on her face.

“You did it!” Tara whispered happily and gave her a quick hug.

“I did, didn't I?” Bonnie said and looked proud.

“I thought you were going to make a mess with that last move and you didn't. Way to go.” Tara praised her and held up a hand for her to very lightly slap for a nearly silent high five. She looked over at the clock on the nightstand beside the bed. “We better go. He'll be waking up soon.”

Bonnie gave me a very complicated look, then looked down at my still quite hard erection, before looking at Tara.

“He'd definitely wake up if you tried using anything else.” Tara said and let me go. “I'll talk to him later about...” She paused and blushed. “...sharing responsibilities with you.”

Bonnie rolled her eyes at her wording. “I sincerely doubt he's going to say no if you tell him you feel like you're not enough to handle him.”

Tara pulled the blanket over my waist and covered me. “It's not that. I can handle him just fine.” She said and her hand gently caressed my hardness over the blanket. “It that it stays this way, no matter what I do, so I know he wants more... and I know I can't handle that. He just... does me so well...”

Bonnie chuckled and climbed off of the bed to take her hand and pulled her up to stand, too. “Yeah, I get it. You enjoy it too much to keep going.”

Tara nodded and let Bonnie lead her out of my room. “I love him to much to let him stay unsatisfied, and I thought... well, you are the head cheerleader...”

The door shut and cut off Bonnie's laugh before it was too loud for me to hear it, or so they thought. I watched them go back to Tara's room and climb into bed together. They laid down beside each other, facing the other, and started talking about how much work they did to catch Tara up to her classes.

It gave me the opportunity to look at what they were wearing and damn, Tara rocked the blue baby-doll negligee and tiny panties I had gifted her and Bonnie had borrowed the sheer bra and panties of black fabric, which really made her dark nipples and the tuft of hair between her legs starkly stand out. I could also see they were both quite wet and didn't bother trying to do anything about it.

Was it such a regular occurrence that they were used to being in that state, and only handled it when it got out of hand, or did they wait until the next time they went to the bathroom to fix it? It made me ponder the problem until I realized if they changed their underwear when they were still turned on, all they would do was dampen another pair of panties for no reason. Apparently, it was best to wait it out.

I held in my laugh at that and pretended to wake up at the usual time I did when Tara was in my bed. I couldn't reasonably expect her to get up or deal with me at the break of dawn every day, could I? No, it was at a reasonable time and I climbed out of bed and went to the attached bathroom to shower and get dressed for school.

I left the guest room and made obvious noises, just to let Tara know I was up, and went downstairs to the kitchen and put four toast into the large toaster. Her mother was there at the kitchen table and sipped on a cup of coffee as she gave me a very pointed look.

“I didn't get back until late last night and Bonnie was sleeping over.” I told her and the toast popped up. I quickly buttered them and added them to a plate, then put strawberry jam on two of them. “Tara stayed in her room all night.”

Tara's mother raised her eyebrows at me. “Really?”

“Honest.” I said, completely truthfully, and sat down to start eating. I was not going to mention the shared blowjob this morning, though. That didn't count as having sex last night and that was what her mother was asking about.

Tara's mom nodded and took another sip of her coffee. “My husband asked me where you bought such a stylish motorcycle. I didn't know, so I told him I would ask you.”

I smiled and added peanut butter to the other two pieces of toast and slid the plate to the side. “It's custom made to my specifications.”

Her eyes widened and then she smiled. “Well, if you can give me the details of the shop that built it for you, I might see fit to do my yoga session in the living room this afternoon.”

I laughed and stood as Tara and Bonnie entered the kitchen. “What can I get for you, Miss Rockwaller? Eggs? Toast? Cereal?”

Tara sat at the seat next to mine and started eating the toast I made for her.

Bonnie gave me a searching look, as if I was trying to trick her. “What if I said I wanted Eggs Benedict?”

I walked over to the refrigerator and pulled out a carton of eggs. “There's just enough to make one full serving with two eggs left over.”

Bonnie, Tara, and her mother looked surprised.

“I can also do omelettes and any other kind of egg dish you can think of.” I said, not boasting at all, and they could tell. “Just ask.”

“I want two eggs, sunny side up, a little runny, and two toast, lightly toasted.” Bonnie responded.

“Right away.” I said and went to the stove and set a frying pan on it to warm up.

“And bacon.” Bonnie said and sat down next to Tara's mother.

“That's a given.” I said and added another frying pan before I went to the fridge and pulled out a nice pack of bacon. “You can't have a traditional breakfast without bacon on the side.”

Tara's mother gave her daughter a look.

“I told you he can cook.” Tara said and finished her toast. She went to the fridge for the orange juice and poured out a glass for herself and for Bonnie.

“I don't remember the last time someone cooked for me.” Tara's mom said and looked over at me. “I'd like scrambled eggs and as fluffy as you can make them.”

“Not a problem Mrs. K.” I said and pulled a big bowl down from the cupboard and cracked a couple eggs into it, then added milk and a bit of seasoning, and used a whisk to churn it up like a mixing machine on high.

Tara's mom and Bonnie watched as I handled that, then finished cooking Bonnie's eggs and added them to a plate, popped in the toast as the bacon cooked, and added the scrambled eggs to the now empty and still hot frying pan.

I kept whisking the eggs to make them fluff up while they cooked and had to pause as the toast finished at the same time as the bacon. I lightly buttered the toast and added them and some bacon to Bonnie's plate and delivered it to the table.

Bonnie looked surprised, even though I had just cooked it in front of her, and I winked at her and went back to the stove to keep fluffing the scrambled eggs. It wasn't long before they were done and I did up a nice plate of scrambled eggs and added a couple pieces of bacon on the side.

“There you go. Enjoy.” I said and put the plate in front of Tara's mother.

Her mouth was watering a little and she used a fork to pull out a good chunk of the fluffy yellow mass and put it into her mouth. She moaned at the flavor and the texture, then practically destroyed the rest of it like it owed her money.

“My husband prefers Harley Davidson motorcycles, so ask your contact for a custom design in a similar style. We can discuss the color and the shape later.” Tara's mom said and gave me another pointed look. “I was planning on Beef Wellington for supper.”

I knew what she meant, so I nodded. “There's no cheer practice today, so I can be back here right after school.”

Tara's mom beamed a smile at me and stood. “Tara, make sure you don't let him get away.”

“I won't.” Tara promised and blushed a little before she glanced at Bonnie.

Tara's mom nodded at her and walked out of the kitchen to go and do whatever she did during the day. I didn't know what that was and I didn't ask. I started cleaning up, with everyone done eating, and Tara pointed to the dishwasher. I chuckled at almost washing them the normal way and she helped me load the thing up.

Tara's mom walked back into the kitchen and tossed her BMW keys at me. I caught them and she nodded at Bonnie, whom looked happy, and walked back out.

“Wow.” Tara said, clearly impressed.

“Yeah.” Bonnie said and stood. “Let's grab our stuff and we can go.”

Tara and she left the kitchen to grab their backpacks with their school things inside and I stood there holding the keys to a very expensive car that a woman I only met in passing a couple times, trusted me with. Well, she also trusted me with her daughter, so a car wasn't as important or worth as much. Or was it? Her mother was quite the materialistic woman and she could consider the car as her baby, too.

The two girls came back into the kitchen and saw me just standing there and staring at the keys in my hand. Bonnie let out a little chuckle at my dumbfounded expression and Tara grinned at me and took my hand. She knew how important her mother's car was and now it was entrusted to me.

“We need to park on the best side of the parking lot today.” Tara reminded me.

“Right, let's go.” I said and we left the house and entered the garage. The car started in a similar manner as my motorcycle, which I then realized was why it had gained so much attention the first time I started it up around the rich kids. They knew quality when they heard it.

I pulled out and Tara hit the garage door opener remote to close the door behind us. I drove us part way across town to Middleton High School and Tara directed me to the safest spot that wasn't already taken and I would make sure the car wouldn't be hit, damaged, or in any way threatened, which was the same way I felt about Tara.

Not surprisingly, the popular kids didn't even blink at me after I showed up driving the BMW and with Tara and Bonnie at my sides, flanking me. I wasn't as ignored as usual, either. Jessica asked me where my nice t-shirt came from and I said Tara picked it out for me, so it had to be the best.

That put smiles on the faces of all the girls and the guys exchanged knowing looks with me. Praising a new girlfriend was the smartest thing to do, especially when around her friends. They had a kind of pack mentality in this setting, so complimenting one on her style meant you complimented them all.

Since we were there early, it was a while before classes started and it wasn't awkward or boring. It was a bunch of teenagers gathered together and chatting, sometimes with individual conversations or the whole group could be involved if the subject appealed to them.

Football was mentioned and there was an immediate divide between the guys and the girls. I kind of hovered between the two groups, because I wasn't sure if I should go to either one, then Bonnie mentioned the latest episode of Agony County and Tara grabbed my arm and pulled me to her side.

“We watched it together!” Tara almost shouted and all of the cheerleaders turned to stare at me, some with shock on their faces and some looked intrigued.

“I have to stay current.” I told them and they all squealed with delight and started chatting nonstop.

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