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Jaune Arc had learnt a great many things since arriving at Beacon Academy. He’d learned to face down the grimm and live to tail the tale. He’d faced down Bullies and learned well, that they didn’t much like grimm ether. He’d faced down his peers and learnt he really needed to learn how to fight his peers. He’d faced down Professor Ports lectures and learned, well, he was sure there was a lesson somewhere in there but damned if he could find it.
Beyond skills related to his profession, Jaune also learnt a great deal about his fellow students. The other males were hit or miss, with some like Ren being the cool, deadly and silent type, always there to listen and dispense sage advice. Those huntsmen he appreciated. Others were thick headed brutes who’s only redeeming qualities was their bravado may cause them to serve as grimm bait, allowing he and his team to tactically withdrawal. Those huntsmen he disliked. Most however fell between the two extremes, and Jaune found himself paying only cursory attention to them as they passed in the halls and classrooms of Beacon.
His peers of the fairer sex, well, they had his full and upright attention. Beacon it seemed was an endless parade of mind bendingly attractive women who’s fashion sense seemed to involve showing more skin than one would think reasonable given their monster hunting profession, not that he was complaining mind you. Combat skirts, body gloves, low cut tops and more, it was a feast for the eyes, though a noticeable distraction in spars for many of his fellow huntsmen. Tempered by the teasing of seven sisters and their friends, Jaune was quite prepared to face that challenge, and a challenge it was. Having one of the hottest women in Beacon as a partner, and one of the cutest as a teammate certainly helped. More than a few times his eyes had lingered on their exquisite forms, though he tried to afford them respect and not leer too openly or to long.
Alas, his time to date at Beacon had also taught him that being a huntsmen was not a inexpensive occupation. His clothing and armor required endless repair or replacement, due to not being custom made for the task in the case of his hoodie and jeans, as well as requirements for mechashift lubricant, sharpening stones, armor polish, and related. Toss in entertainment and team outings, and the costs were piling up. The school provided some relief, but his meager stipend for non-combat related expenses was proving to be inadequate.
Now, Beacon students were allowed to take extra short term missions on the side, which while profitable came with a caveat of facing down deadly foes, not exactly something he wanted to do every time he wanted to take a trip to the movies or pick up some new shoes.
And so it was that Jaune found himself laying back on his bed in the JNPR dorm room, lamenting his current status as broke for the week. Pyrrha was at her desk reviewing some assignment, while Ren and Nora were busy dressing themselves in more casual attire. Given it was a Wednesday, that perked his attention.
“Where you two off to this afternoon? Anything fun or exciting planned?” Jaune asked, looking over at his fellow teammates.
“Sadly no,” Ren said, ting on his shoes, “ just preparing for work as usual.”
Jaune sat up in bed, “Wait, work? We are allowed to have part time jobs while enrolled?”
Ren gave his team leader a quizzical look, “Well yes, so long as it doesn’t interfere with our studies. Where did you think Nora and I were going several times a week?”
“Well, I figured you to were you know, going out.”
“We are going out, neither of us works on campus after all.”
“Nono, I meant going out going out, you know, like a couple.” Pyrrha giggled at that description.
“Ren and I aren’t together together you know.” Nora said, entering the room from the bathroom. “It would be, kind of weird? Good but weird and oh my gods look at the time we better get going Ren wouldn't want to piss the airship.”
As Nora all but dragged her friend and partner out into the hall, Jaune fell back in bed is apparent disbelief.
“A job...why didn’t I think of that?” Jaune turned to his own partner. “Hey Pyrrha, do you have a part time job as well? I mean you often head out by yourself as well.”
Pyrrha shook her head, “That’s just me doing personal training, I’ve plenty of money from past endorsements and prize money to suit most of my needs.”
“Must be nice.”
She laughed, “It has its advantages. Thinking of finding employment are you? Just be sure it doesn’t interfere with your studies or our training, you above all people have ground to cover in both areas.“
“I know, but a few hours here and there shouldn’t hurt, and well, I could use the funds.”
“I trust your judgement, Jaune.”
“Thanks, Pyrrha. I’ll not let you down, I swear.”
“I’ve no doubt in that, Jaune.” As Pyrrha returned to her work with a smile, Jaune opened his scroll and started his job search.
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As it turned out, finding a job with hours that fit Jaune’s rather hectic schedule was turning out to be a more difficult proposition than he had anticipated. The majority were either too inflexible in expectations, or too technical for his experience level.
He sighed and took a break, laying back on his bed and seeking out the calming visage of his partner, who had moved on from homework to watch a move on her scroll’s projector. He tried, and largely failed to avoid drinking in the sight of her short cotton shorts and tight fitting tank top, both showing positively delicious amounts of Pyrrha’s skin. Long legs, wide hips, a narrow waist and an impressive bust, she was a goddess in the flesh. He noted with approval that she appeared to be a bit cold, given her nipples were poking out quite alluringly.
He thanked the gods for coed dorms and tore his gaze away from her, if only to help calm his rising libido. Returning to his scroll he flipped through the next few listings before stopping on one that seemed to check all his boxes.
“Are you looking for great pay, flexible hours and an engaging and fulfilling career change or part time employment? Gemini Provider Services is looking for an energetic new addition to our highly rated team! Candidate must have aura unlocked and be willing to travel within Vale to provide services to our choice clientele. Please provide your name, contact information, latest doctor report, availability and full body shot pictures. Athleticism preferred due to the vagarious nature of the work. Apply Today!”
“Well now, that sounds promising.” Jaune said, sitting up. ‘No mention of a resume or work history, must be manual labor or something simple.’ he thought. ’A few of the requirements are a bit odd, but maybe they just want to make sure their employees are healthy seeing as they travel’. It was nothing he couldn’t get his hands onn, after all Beacon constantly monitored the students biostatistics.
“You say something Jaune?” Pyrrha said, looking away from her movie.
“Nothing, just thinking I may have found something workable. Say, how about after I send in this application we break for coco? I think the common room has some in stock.”
Pyrrha smiled, “That sounds lovely, Jaune.”
Jaune quickly got to work filling out the application, and included his most recent check up results and some pictures he thought fit their requirements: A picture of him in a suit from his Beacon application picture, and a picture from the teams recent outing to the pool, with his teammates cropped out of course, no need to have some HR worker bee leering at his too cute female teammates. Yep, just him with wet hair and bare chest, which he hoped showed off his athleticism.
“And sent! Well, here's hoping for the best. You ready Pyrrha?”
“One sec, just let me grab my pullover, it’s a bit chilly.”
Jaune’s eyes locked to her and not so subtle bounce of her chest as she rose to retrieve said jacket.
“Yes...yes it is”. He couldn’t resist licking his lips.
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A short while later Jaune and Pyrrha were on the common room couch, enjoying their coco and engaging in some simple conversation. He really enjoyed spending time with his partner, and forgetting about the stress that often came with being a huntsmen student. His attention was drawn to his scroll, which was letting him know about a received message with a helpful tone.
He read the message and had to resist throwing his hands into the air, fearful of spilling his coco. “Freaking sweet!”
“What is it Jaune, good news?”
“It’s the company I applied for, they want me to come in for an in person interview tomorrow!”
“That’s excellent Jaune!” Pyrrha said, radiant smile on her face. “I’m surprised they got back to you so soon, and at this hour.”
“They must really want me as an employee.” Jaune smiled, “ That or they are desperate, ether way, win-win if you ask me.”
“I’m sure it will be fine. We don’t have anything major scheduled for tomorrow, well provided you finish that essay tonight.”
“Oh crud, thanks for reminding me! Take our coco to go then?” Jaune said, standing up and offering her a hand up.
Pyrrha took it gracefully. “Lead the way.”
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Jaune hopped off the tram in the entertainment district the next afternoon, which may have raised a few alarms if he had been thinking about anything other than his interview. Dressed in a casual yet professional outfit that Pyrrha had helped cobble together from his limited wardrobe, a request from HR it seemed, as the venue was apparently quite laid back. He ran though mock interview questions in his head as he walked down the block, careful to keep his appearance nice and neat.
It took only a few minutes to arrive at the address given to him. “The Club eh? Not the most creative name.” He confirmed the address and instructions. “Let’s see, proceed to staff entrance and show the doorman the interview request, he'll let you inside.” Simple enough Jaune thought. Well, if he knew where the ‘staff entrance’ was. Luckily the bouncer at the main entrance had been pretty helpful, directing him to the side of the club with a smile and a “good luck”.
He found the staff entrance pretty easy after that, and like the main there was a bouncer out front, or maybe a guard? He suppose it was pretty much the same. He approached the suit and red sunglasses clad gentlemen.
“Pardon me, I’m here for an interview.” Jaune held up the invitation on his scroll. The Man smiled and nodded, “You the new fish eh? Kind of young but hey, who am I to judge right? Head on in, the twins are expecting you.” The man unlocked the door with his own scroll and ushered Jaune inside without another word.
“Kind of young? Lots of guys my age work it’s really nothing special”. He was a professional monster hunter (in training) for gods sake, surely that qualified him to be a delivery boy?. He shook off the thoughts and headed down the hall.
He could hear the clubs music though it was dulled from being away form the main dance floor, which was starting to fill up despite the early hour. The guard hadn’t described the twins but Jaune figured he’d recognize them when he saw them.
And boy did he see them. The Twins as it were waiting at the halls exit, two beauties in similar if different colored dresses. They looked to be around his age or perhaps a bit older, slender with pale features, raven black hair and matching green eyes that could cut down a charging ursa They were breathtaking and not just due to the short length of their skirts, nor their obvious weaponry.
The two noticed him almost immediately.
“Oh look, I do believe the new fish has arrived.” The longer haired sister in white said, examining Jaune with a critical eye.
The other sister, in red with shorter hair, gave him a glance while checking her scroll. “And early at that, sister.”
“Punctuality seemed appropriate given the nature of this enterprise.” Jaune said with a smile, after all his parents had always impressed upon him the need to avoid truancy.
“The clientele does hate to be left waiting after all.” The white sister said with a smirk.
Jaune realized he’d not properly introduced himself. “My name is Jaune, Jaune arc. It's a pleasure to meet you.”
“Miltiades Malachite, Miltia if you prefer.” the one in red said, hooking an arm around him. Her white clad sister did the same.
“And I’m her sister Melanie”. Jaune noted Mel spoke with a more authoritative tone compared to her sister.
Jaune couldn’t help but blush at the suddenness of the contact. The words ‘soft’ and ‘warm’ suddenly flooded his mind. He wasn’t complaining, and with seven sisters worth of female friend’s teasing, it wasn’t exactly a new experience.
The girls began to all but drag him along as they escorted him though the club, stopping only briefly at the bar.
“Don’t mind us, Junior, just taking this young man upstairs for orientation.”
“Ha! My condolences kid.” the black haired man said. Jaune gave him a confused look before his escorts guided him away from the main floor and toward a staircase, and a minute later he was through a door and into what appeared to be half an office and half a VIP lounge, separate from the main area and obviously designed with privacy in mind. It was tastefully decorated, for a nightclub that is, with a sofa, a desk, a wet bar and some various end tables. Clearly the room was more for business and entertainment than dancing.
The door shut behind the trio once inside, the twins quickly separating from him with Miltia fetching a bottle of alcohol while her sister retrieved some glasses.
“Care for a drink?” Miltia said, bottle in hand.
“No thanks” Jaune said with a wave, thinking it some sort of test. Drunkenness at work was never something his parents seemed to approve of.
“Suit yourself.” Miltia said, filling two of the flutes with the bubbly alcohol. She handed one to her sister and took the other for herself. Both took a sip and set the glasses down on the table.
They started to walk around in a circle, him at the center, clearly examining him from every angle. Jaune stood up straight and proper, confused but trying to maintain a good impression. After all his mom had always told him to be proud of his height and that women hate men who slouched.
“Picture appears to be accurate, nice to know we aren’t being catfished like the last guy.” Miltiades said, eyeing him like a piece of meat.
“A bit lanky though, but toned where it counts.” Melanie said, reaching out to pinch his arm. Jaune resisted the urge to eep, instead remaining poised. He had his dignity, or at least that was his excuse.
Jaune started his sales pitch, “So, about this position, I think I bring a lot to the table.”
“Confident are we? Well put that to the test later.” Mel said with a raised eyebrow, “Boyish looks, nice eyes. I see a market here.” Jaune wasn’t sure why that mattered, but supposed they were trying for some sort of company image.
Miltiades stood near him, comparing her own height to his as a reference. “Tall too, always a plus.” That was true, Jaune's sisters often asked him to retrieve high items for them. He reasoned it would be just as useful for deliveries or handiwork.
“How comfortable are you with a woman?” Mel asked, standing with her arms folded.
“Oh, I’ve had a lot of experience there.” After all he did have seven sisters and two coed roommates.
That got Miltiades attention “Really now? How’s your stamina?”
“My partner says I’m solid in that department.” Pyrrha had been training with him for some time now, his time per mile and total distance was increasing every day. Likewise he wasn’t as winded in spars these days.
“Oh, so you have a partner?” Mel said.
“Everyone at Beacon does.” came Jaune’s reply.
Mel nodded in understanding. “I suppose that make sense given the life you lead. Are they okay with you being here?”
“Okay? My partner practically pushed me out the door when she heard about the interview.”
“How adventurous you two must be, still that will eliminate some future concerns..”
“I guess?“ He honestly didn’t think a job alone would ruffle Pyrrha’s feathers, so long as it didn’t start to interfere with his school performance.
“How about Faunus?” Mel said examining his choice of clothing and finding it on the lower side of acceptable.
“No objections there.” He knew a few around campus, they seemed nice enough people. He had no idea why some treated them with such hostility.
“Good to hear, that opened up quite a few opportunities.” ‘Score one for Jaune’ he thought. He decided to get back on topic however.
“So about the position, what all does it entail?”
Mel spoke up, Jaune struggling to meet her gaze as she was behind him. “We serve a female clientele here, and given your age and experience we’ll start you off with more vanilla stuff and work from there if all goes well with your performance evaluations. We’ll start you at our base pay and grant merit increases as you gain a reputation.”
“In all honesty you aren’t the first Beacon student to come knocking, though most tend to wash out or be rejected offhand due to arrogance or bravado. Others were unable to follow the client's instructions and were fired post haste.” Miltiades said, frowning at the memory, there were some quality candidates who didn’t understand they were not the ones being serviced. Jaune couldn’t think of why working for a woman would be objectionable, given how many huntresses they fought beside at Beacon.
“I assure you I have no issue with that area, I’m eager to please in fact.”
“A gentleman are you? I’m sure our clientele will love to hear that.” Mel thought for a second, “I think this strapping young man may fit in nicely. Shall we move on to the test, sister?
“It would seem prudent.” came Miltiades reply.
‘Test? Nothing in the ad mentioned any tests. Maybe they are seeing how in depth his handleman knowledge was?’ Jaune thought to himself, “ Or maybe they want to know…” Jaune’s thoughts died as his body made note that the twins were currently undressing him.
“Woah hey getting a we bit touchy with the hands there.” said a flustered Jaune, trying in vain to cover himself. The twins halted momentarily, confusion on their faces.
“What? You don’t expect us to hire you without seeing the goods, do you?” Mel said, a mild frown on her face.
Miltia mirrored her sister’s expression. “We run a quality business here, and need to know what's being offered our clients.”
Jaune blushed, “And that means seeing me naked?”
“Yes, that is kind of a requirement here, you won’t get very far in this position if your that bashful.” Mel thought for a second, “well, outside a few clients at least.”
“Just what sort of delivery business is this?!” Jaune started to wonder what he’d gotten himself into.
The twins once again looked confused, “You read the ad, did you not?” Miltia said.
“Well yeah. Said you were a provider service.”
“And what, my dear boy, did you think that means?”
“I dunno, like delivering packages, being a helping hand, etc.”
The two shared another look, before Mel spoke. “Oh dear, I think we may have an actual cherry here.”
“It would seem to” her sister replied.
“Cherry? I mean I’m new to all this but I’m not sure what you mean.”
“Let us explain.” Mel said, taking Jaune by the arm and sitting him in a nearby leather sofa, the twin taking places close to him with Mel to his left and Miltia to his right. Mel broke down the details to him.
“You see Jaune, We here at Gemini provide a select service to the women of Vale, more specifically the huntresses and other aura using individuals.”
“Okay, following you so far”
“The service is both valuable and in high demand. While others in the city cater to the huntsmen population, we are the largest and most respected servicer of the huntress side of things.”
Jaune gulped, things starting to become clearer. “Just...what sort of service do you provide?” There was no way it was what he was thinking.
“Why, the sexual kind of course.” Mel said with a smile. It was what Jaune was thinking, oh gods it was.
“You mean...this is an escort service? I’d be a gigolo?”
“That’s such a negative term, we prefer the word ‘provider’ these days. Likewise our customers prefer either client or hobbyist depending.” Miltia said, recalling several instances of offended customers due to incorrect terminology.
Jaune looked like a beowulf caught in the headlights of a truck. “Is this...even legal?”
“We are a fully licensed and insured provider of adult services, not some fly by night. Our business conforms to all the standards and practices expected of this industry under kingdom law. You’d be an employee with all the same protections as any other industry.” Miltia said with practiced ease, clearly anticipating his question.
“And if I want to quit?”
“Then you quit. This isn’t like the old days where you’re kept in line with threats of violence, debt or drug addiction. We are a legitimate business after all. If you wish to quit, you quit.“
Jaune was clearly showing signs of cold feet as the reality of this crashed upon him.
“What about discovery? I mean, if Beacon finds out I could be in a world of hurt.”
“I wouldn’t worry, after all your not our first Beacon employee, or even client. Discretion is the name of the game in this business for both sides. And If you do happen to encounter someone you know, it’s a sort of mutually assured destruction: If they blab about you, then they reveal themselves. Likewise, bragging is a no no for you, to maintain the client’s confidence. We haven’t had much an issue with this in the past. You’ll be advertised via a text description at first, though we can make a blurred face picture in time, once you are fully onboard.
‘So other students are in on this? And on both sides…” Jaune didn’t know what to think about that. Well, his penis did, as it was stirring at the thought of getting booked by one of his classmates.
Mel raised an eyebrow, “Oh, I see part of you likes the thought of that.”
‘Curse you penis!’ Jaune though, trying to think of something besides cute huntress students or the twins far too short dresses.
“I understand some measure of hesitation, however think of it like this: You’ll being having fantastic sex on the regular with an assortment of beautiful women, all while receiving generous compensation. Many would call it a dream job.”
“Or at least a wet dream job” Miltia added.
“Provided I pass your test that is, right?”
“Correct.“ they said in unison.
‘This is so stupid, and risky’ thought Jaune, knowing everything that could go wrong. But damn if it wasn’t tempting, and not just because the twins had started running their hands along his chest.
“If you are feeling nervous, that’s understandable. How about we run our little examination, and see how things go? It will give you time to think and a little taste of what work may be like.”
“That...sounds good.”. ‘Oh gods I’m actually considering this.’ Jaune thought as he was helped to his feet, the twins starting to work on his clothing, undoing buttons and working off his shoes. They smiled with approval over his cut form, the months of working out pre and post Beacon (he had to look the part pre-admittance fraud or not) had done him well. The bulge in his groin was apparent as they worked off his pants, and soon Jaune found himself clad in nothing but his suddenly very constraining feeling boxers.
“Well now, this is looking promising.” Mel said, eyeing the still hidden prize.
Miltia smiled as well, “Promising indeed, sister.” The sisters met each others eyes in a silent countdown before jointly pulling down his boxers, freeing Jaune’s penis from it’s cover and causing all nine inches of his rapidly hardening penis to be exposed to the air. Jaune couldn’t help but blush at the attention, unused to having his member stared at so intently.
“Oh yes, very promising.” Miltia said, licking her lips at the sight of it, her sister nodding in agreement. ‘Boyish looks, fit and hung like a horse faunus? Oh yes, this will sell.’ Miltia thought.
“So ah, do I pass?” Jaune said, a nervous smile on his face.
“The visual exam you pass with flying colors, but it’s the performance exam that will make or break you as an employee.”
“Can’t be any worse than Beacon’s, they threw me off a cliff.”
“Don’t worry Jaune, we’ll only throw you for a loop.” the twins said, leading him back to the sofa and resuming their spots beside him, though now sitting in such a way to give him a great view of their stalking clad legs and cleavage, their breath tickling his neck. Miltia took a second to remove the claw from her hand and place it on the drink table beside them. As one the twins moved his arms around their respective shoulders, Jaune getting his first feel of their bare skin with his hands.
Jaune took a breath to compose himself and hide his gasp as the twins began to stroke him with their hands. Though the growing sensation of pleasure, he managed to meek out a declaration of “I’ll do my best, but just be warned this is my first time doing this sort of thing.”
Miltia let out a small laugh, “Having twins work you over you mean?”
“Having sex period actually.” Jaune said, scratching the back of his head in embarrassment. The twins stopped their movements at that. Mel looked him in the eye, “Are you telling me you’re a virgin?”
“Yes?”
“Like an actual virgin?” Jaune nodded, and she continued in shock “ I thought you said you had experience with women?”
“Well yeah, half my team at Beacon are women, including my partner. Our sister team is all girls and I have seven sisters back home.” The twins shared a look and a smile.
“Oh this is too cute.”
“Much too cute sister.”
“And valuable, we rarely have a cherry harvest after all.” Mel said with a smile. Most in the industry were more experienced after all, Virgins of the male sort where a rare commodity.
“Indeed sister, but we’ll have to modify the test somewhat, we can’t risk spoiling the goods.”
“Hmm, shall you or I?”
“I’ll handle it, I rather like this one.” Miltia said, resuming her stroking.
“He’s all yours then Miltia.” Mel said, removing her hand from Jaune’s dick and instead tracing circles on his chest.
“So what sort of test will this be then?” Jaune said, his full body blush spreading and his cock now fully erect.
“It’s an endurance exam of sorts. As a male provider, you can’t just lay back and fake it like a woman can, you have to be able to perform to the clients satisfaction. Given you are a virgin, this is even a greater concern.” Mel explained, as her sisters movements increased, an obvious and growing smile on Miltiades face.
“So just hold on as long as I can then?”
“That’s the ticket yeah. Try not to blow your top until we give the okay, while at the same time try your best to follow our instructions, both verbal and otherwise.”
Jaune thought back to ever piece of advice he'd ever read about lasting longer in bed and recalled what he’d seen women respond to in the videos he hid from his parents and siblings. He knew most porn was grimm shit, but dammit it was all he had to go on. He was honestly flying blind save for that and had no idea if any of the advice was even going to work. ‘What the hell, once more into the breech’ he thought.
Taking his silence for an agreement Mel nodded to her sister who laid over onto Jaune’s lap, still firmly stroking his now fully erect cock. He could now feel her every breath along the sensitive skin, the sensation adding to her somewhat rough hands movements. Miltia’s eyes were half closed, the women enrapture by the sight of his large member, and the possibilities it was offering.
“Jaune watched her with a dreamlike gaze, his anticipation growing with every stroke of her hands. He knew what was coming and was eager to experience it, having long fantasized about such a thing. He let out a sharp breath as he felt militadies tongue run along his member, adding a wetness to her ongoing handjob. She licked his trembling cock with long, wet licks from base to tip, planting little kisses along the way. Her hands never stopped, Jaune finding it increasingly hard to concentrate as she went along.
Mel smiled at the two of them as she started to plant kisses on Jaune’s neck. Jaune was her sisters type all around, and she was glad she’d listened to Miltia about asking him to ‘interview’ with them. If not for his virginity her sister would have most assuredly taken him for a ride, sampling the merchandise being a perk of running this sort of operation. Given the way Jaune had been trying to subtly check them out the entire time, she was obviously his type as well. Not to mention, he looked damn cute grinning like an idiot as Miltia worked him over. Deciding her sister shouldn’t have all the run, Mel wrapped an arm around Jaunes shoulder and used the other to turn his face toward hers before planting a soft kiss on his lips.
Jaune was taken a bit by surprise but soon melted into it. He had kissed a girl before at least, having successfully gotten to second base with a few childhood sweethearts so here he knew what to do. Mel quickly deepen the kiss, her tongue tracing his lips before the two moved into a open mouth kiss, her tongue eager to duel his own. She tasted of mint and light alcohol Jaune noted, and was quite aggressive in her movements, almost hungry. His hand drifted downward on her back, Jaune pulling her in closer to her apparent approval, her grip on him also tightening.
Down below Miltia had escalated things herself, raising her head up a bit to fully take Jaune in her mouth. Hot and wet, Jaune shivered at the feeling of finally being inside the red clad twin. Slowly she bobbed her head, her tongue moving this way and that inside her mouth, taking the first few inches of his saliva covered cock while stroking the shaft with one hand, the other starting to message his testicals, heavy with stored up sperm. She cooed softly as she blew him, clearly enjoying the task at hand almost as much as Jaune was enjoying the feeling of her soft lips and wet tongue. He gently stroked her side, unsure as to how much she wanted him to touch her, and forcing down the urge to take her by the hair and force her down deep like in the movies. Instead he resigned himself to enjoy the sensation, while trying to separate his mind form the pleasure, trying to last as long as he could.
Mel broke the kiss, a string of saliva connecting the two of them as she rose up on her legs a bit, placing her chest in line with Jaune’s head. The test had been going along well so far, most virgins would have blown the second a girls lips touched their dick.
“She’s good, isn’t she?” Mel said lustfully, drawing Jaune in close to her neck. He nipped at her skin with small kisses as he spoke between moans, clearly enjoying the other twins actions..
“Gods above, yes.” He tore looked down at Miltia, whose eyes locked to his as she pulled off his dick and resumed licking it. “Your incredible Miltia, just….incredible.” Miltia smiled at him with eyes half closed in lust before leaning up toward Jaune, hands still pumping his slick cock. Jaune leaned to meet her, the two exchanging an intense open mouth kiss before she gently pulled away, returning to his lap and inhaling his cock once again with a moan.
The two sisters were very different kissers he thought, with Mel being aggressive and playful while Miltia was soft and gentle. He reasoned this probably extended to their lovemaking as well given Miltia’s blowjob technique. Any further contemplation was interrupted as Mel pulled his head back toward herself. After leaning a bit for another searchingly hot round of kissing she broke away again.
With a wink Mel reached behind herself, unlatching some part of her dress and tugging down the top, fully exposing her ample breasts and dark colored nipples. Jaune was breathless at the sight, Mel quickly capitalizing on his shock by pulling him toward her bosem, intent clear. Jaune gave the nearest nipple a few experimental licks, tracing her aureola with his tongue before gently sucking it. He watched her for reaction, and quickly discovered her preference for being a bit rough, with tugs and careful nibbles drawing the louder moans. Pleased he was playing attention, Mel rewarded him with touches of her own, and encouraged him to fondle her other breast with the arm her was holding her with.
“Touch her.” she said huskily, reminding Jaune that the other twin could use some attention. Jaune hadn’t been ignoring her, his right hand tracing patterns along her side and back, but took this as a green light to get a bit more aggressive. He moved his hand upward quickly finding Miltia’s breast and eliciting a deep moan from her. Miltia reached back with one hand and undid her own dress, allowing Jaune to pull it down a bit and expose her own more modest chest. He softly fondled her now exposed breast, tracing patterns on her nipple and receiving more moans in response.
And so it went for the next while, Jaune alternating between ravishing Mel’s chest with his mouth and hand and engaging in deep kisses with plenty of tongue. Below Miltia herself alternated between external licks and kisses and taking him as deep as the position allowed for. The trios moans grew louder, and soon dominated over the sounds of the music bleeding through the walls from the dance floor below.
Jaune knew he wasn’t going to last much longer, Between Mel’s actions and Miltia’s, his dick was screaming for release. He was holding back with everything he could, trying to push down his own rising pleasure and concentrating on doing what he could for the twins. He’d completely lost track of time and had no idea how long they had been at it, his world consisting only of the sensations his body was firing off. Nothing to date compared with this he thought, it was intoxicating.
Sparing a glance at the clock on the wall Mel smiled.”Looks like you pass, Jaune, well done.” Jaune said nothing, acknowledging this with a blush and continuing his assault on Mel’s chest. Mel moved his right hand from her sisters chest onto the back of Miltia’s head. Miltia responded with another throaty moan as Jaune began to guide her head, urging her to take him deeper and faster. She responding with exaggerated gags as his cock hit the back of her throat, the position not allowing for a proper deep throat.
“Go ahead and give in, you’ve earned your spot here. Just give her a heads up before you blow, so she can decide where to take it. This will apply to your clients in the future as well.”
Jaune nodded in understanding and gave into the pleasure. Mel pulled back and let Jaune focus entirely on the feeling her sister was giving him, smirking in delight as his cries grew more frantic, his legs shaking as his orgasm drew near. It didn’t take him long to hit his limit.
“I’m...almost there.” he said, his hips starting to lift upwards in gentle thrusts which Miltia took with ease. “I’m...I’m cuming!”
Miltia kept the head of Jaune's member in her mouth as he climaxed, Jaune crying out her name as his cock spasmed, the dam holding back his pleasure finally breaking. Miltia eyes went wide as load after load of thick, sticky cum filled her mouth to the limit, all the while her hand pumped up and down, milking every last drop she could from his thick nine inch cock. Jaune shut his eyes in long sought after relief as he came, running his hands though Miltia hair gently and holding Mel’s delicious curves to himself.
It was easily the most intense orgasm Jaune had felt in his life, his brain firing off at random as the afterglow enveloped him. Miltia gently sucked as he came down from on high, eager to capture the last few drops of his warm semen. Raising up from her position on his lap, and giving him his first clear look at her perky tits, she reached for the empty champagne glass and with a wink transferred the load from her mouth to the glass, her sister’s eyes rising at the sheer volume of it. Miltia gently set the glass down and picked up her own drink, taking several sips and washing away his taste. Glass now empty she returned it to the table and resumed her spot next to Jaune, his arm once again wrapped around her.
“Well, I suppose we can add virility to your list of qualifications.” Mel said, prying her eyes away from the cum filled glass and back to Jaune flustered form. “You must have been pretty backed up.”
“Actually, I tapped one out in the shower before coming here. I didn’t want it distracting me.”
“You mean that” she said, pointing to the glass, “was from just the last few hours?”
“Pretty much.” Jaune said, still struggling to breath. “It’s always about that amount, sometimes I have to shoot a few loads before i’m fully satisfied. Been tough going since coming to Beacon in that regard.” Roommates made it hard to get some ‘personal time’ in, unlike back home where he had his own room, bring the only male child in the house.
“Impressive, we have some clients who are found of such things. Speaking of which, have you come to a decision yet Jaune? Will you be joining our little enterprise?” Mel said, crossing a leg over his.
Jaune honestly hadn’t been able to spare a thought about the idea, what with his mind going blank due to the pleasures the two had subjected him to. The smart thing to do would be to decline, walk away and go get a normal job, but part of him found the allure irresistible. He knew it was just him thinking with his dick, but he couldn’t shake dirty daydreams and fantasies flowing into his mind. It had everything to lose if caught, but also the fantasy of a lifetime if he accepted.
And damn it was good for the ego.
“I’m in” he decided. Fortune favored the bold and it didn’t get more bold than whoring himself out to huntresses.
The twins smiled widely at his declaration. “Excellent.” Mel said standing up “let me go start on your paperwork while Miltia here keeps you company.” Jaune nodded and turned his attention to the remaining twin who moved to straddle his waist, though he spared one last glance at Mel as she turned toward the desk, fixing her dress along the way.
Miltia planted another kiss on his lips and the two started to make out, Jaune stroking her thigh with one hand and fondling her chest with the other. She broke away only to offer him her chest, which he ravished gladly, careful to be more gentle with her as it seemed to be her preference. His reward was her grinding against his now recovered cock, effectively giving Jaune a hands on lap dance. Seeing as he wasn’t being tested Jaune allowed the rising pleasure to wash over him this go around.
A sometime later Mel returned, the paperwork as it was on a tablet scroll ready for Jaunes signature. She read it off to him, seeing as his hands and focus was currently occupied by a face full of perky tits and hands full of firm ass. It was a standard release, making him an exclusive employee of Gemini Provider Services and forbidding him from selling himself elsewhere. It also laid out standards for grooming, company expectations, and so forth. They would take a 25% cut off any transaction, the kingdom taking an additional 10% as taxation. He pressed a thumb to the signature line just as Miltia’s orgasm hit, having rubbed herself off on him. She dismounted as she finished, moving aside to finish Jaune off with another hand job, her reward being another high volume ejaculation which coasted her legs in warm spunk and a clear view of Jaune’s orgasmic face which she found positively adorable.
Breathless and satisfied Jaune slumped back on the sofa.
“Welcome aboard, Jaune” Mel said extending a hand to their newest employee. Jaune took it without hesitation.
“Good to be here, I look forward to working with you both.”
“The feeling is mutual.’ Miltia said, still catching her own breath.
So, when do I start?” Jaune said, doubting it would be today given they had already milked two cum shots out of him tonight.
“Day after tomorrow. We’ll pick up some cloths for you and prepare your kit. Also, your first client should be selected by then, there will be something of a bidding war going on for your virginity, as per tradition.”
“Nice to see I'm already in demand.”
“Don’t get cocky just yet, you’re more a curiosity right now then a high class booty call.” That deflated his ego a bit. “If you want to rise to that level, you need to impress your client. Her review will have more influence on your star power than anything we could say about you.”
“Reasonable enough.” After all, as his bosses they were biased, their desire being to bring in more customers and with it more profit.
Miltia, having regained herself fished out her own scroll. “I’ll send you the instructions on how to download our app to your scroll, I suggest you study it. Meet back here an hour before your scheduled appointment and we’ll run you through any last minute prep. After that, it’s all on you.
“I won’t disappoint.”
“We’re counting on it.” Mel said. “Now let’s get you dressed and on your way, you have a lot of self study to do. I’ll walk you out, as I suspect my sisters legs are akin to jelly right now.”
“Bitch.” was militia reply.
“Always” her sister said with a smirk.
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“Still walking eh kid?” the guard outside said as Jaune exited thought the staff entrance.
“Despite them, yeah.”
“Lucky bastard, I figured they would break you in half.”
“Lucky me I guess.” Jaune said as he departed back toward the transit station with a wave back to the guard.
“Hell of an afternoon, Eh Jaune” he said to himself. He was sweaty, smells slightly of booze and perfume, and delirious with the afterglow of the most erotic experience of his life to date. He made a note to hit the locker room for a shower before returning to the dorm.
“Well he said”, contemplating his future, “Here goes everything I guess.”
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Across Vale several women’s scrolled beeped in alarm, a certain app informing them of fresh meat and the chance to pop a cute guys cherry. Smiles, grins and outright smirks lit up faces as bids went up, schedules were checked and legs rubbed together in anticipation. A prize like this didn’t come up everyday, after all.