The next day went by as well as any other. Classes droned by until English, when Jessica sat next to him and winked. Satisfaction rolled off her mind like water cascading over a waterfall. Billy was about to start a conversation when class started; Jessica passed him a note when the bell rang to end the period and hurried off.
Joining the throng of students in the hall, Billy carefully unfolded the paper to read what she'd written to him: "Didn't take long to find some guys we could trust. My place after school. Emily and I still want you to be first in line." Billy could feel his pants grow tighter as he thought about what that meant. His daydream continued until he ran into a wall of bodies in a back hallway where few teachers wandered.
One of the school's ever-present bullies had picked out a new target, and one Billy knew well enough. Eric Long, the school's only openly gay student. Billy watched in disgust as students circled around, none moving to help the physically weaker Eric against his aggressor. Billy caught a twinge of strong emotion; was it hate? or was it something deeper. He focused on it, digging deeper to find the source.
His eyes went wide, and he was glad he was further back where few could see him. The emotions were the bully's - Jack, he suddenly remembered. The emotions.... a mix of hate, blind fury, and.... self-loathing. Billy pulled the last closer to the surface, hoping for an effect to end the altercation. It only seemed to push the fight further. Jack started throwing stronger and stronger slurs, pushing harder, throwing punches Eric was barely able to avoid.
So Billy began to dig deeper into Jack's mind, trying to bring him away. The violence was connected to... memories? Childhood indoctrinations, family prejudices, and... there it was. There was the truth, buried deep inside. Billy latched onto it. Pulled it out. Shoved it into Jack's mouth.
"Fucking fag! You want some of this, don't you?" Jack was taunting, grabbing his own ass. "Because I want you to!" He stopped short at the last, his mouth hanging open in surprise at his own admission. A few students nearby started to chuckle.
"God, I'm gonna k-k-k-kiss you!" Billy pushed more and more of the truth into the scene. Students were started to leave the crowd. Eric was no longer cowering, looking as confused as Jack. "I.... I'm gonna..... You fucking....." Jack was grabbing at his short-cropped hair, as if trying to rip the thoughts out of his mind. Billy wasn't about to let him.
Eventually, a distraught Jack fell to his knees; the remaining crowd pulled in closer. His chest heaved as he sobbed. "Fucking.... fag.... I...I.... I'm no better!" The crowd started to murmur at the realization. The bully sagged further to the ground. Billy kept that truth at the forefront of his mind and walked on.
He heard about the event in low whispers for the rest of the day; his final class was shared with Eric, who himself wondered what had happened. Billy felt at his surface thoughts and found sympathy and concern for Jack, and brought up a desire to approach him with help adjusting to what he'd denied so long.
The last bell rang; students filed out of the building. Stuck without a ride, he had to take a long walk from the bus stop to Jessica's house. Music was playing as he walked up to the door, which was open slightly. Jessica caught his eye as he stepped inside and waved him in.
Both the girls were dressed in sexy, revealing outfits; the guys all seemed relaxed and were talking openly about what they'd been invited to do. Deciding to play it safe for the girls' sake, Billy pushed into their minds as a group.
*You all respect both Jessica and Emily, and have decided to respect their privacy. You won't talk about today's events except with the girls, and then only if they begin the conversation about it.*
The girls changed the music to something sexier and started to dance together. Their lips met in a seductive kiss, bringing everyone's attention to them. Their hands began slow movements across each others' bodies, and eventually disappeared beneath clothing. Happy sighs denoted where their hands ended up, and before long, the clothes began to vanish and left the girls completely naked; the room filled with lust from all present.
Billy moved forward first. The girls ushered the other boys back, claiming he was the one who'd gotten the event started. The held back, but watched closely. The girls pressed their cheeks together, staring doe-eyes at his manhood as he stroked it. Their tongues flicked out, barely missing his flesh. His balls began to tingle. A moment later, his sperm began to jet out, splashing on the girls' faces. They smiled and begged for more; the guys hooted and hollered, both impressed and ready for their turns. They both offered him a thankful sucking as his orgasm faded.
Billy went to sit down as the others started to move in. Some even returned to the line, so turned on by what was going on. Billy was the last to return, adding a last burst of white seed to their thoroughly-coated faces. Cum dripped from their faces onto their breasts and shoulders. They shared a laugh and kissed again, passing strands of jizz between them. The guys slowly got dressed and left; Billy stayed until the end.
"Hey, girls? Can I ask you about something?"
"Sure," Jessica said. "Just help us clean up. Emily's folks are okay with her and me being lovers, but mine don't know yet. And /nobody/ knows about this except us and the other guys." Billy smiled and started grabbing glasses while the girls cleaned up their clothes.
"Well, I need some advice about a girl. I really like her and I've kinda asked her to prom, but she says she's got five other guys also asking her."
"Oh? Do you think you have a chance against the other guys? I know I'd pick you if I wasn't taking Em," Jessica offered.
"Well, she said she's pretty sure the other guys all expect her to put out after the dance. I haven't said as much, but I know I'd love to do it." He sighed. "So how do I convince her I'd be better than the other guys?"
Emily looked at the clock. Cum dripped from her face down to her tits. She played with Jessica's semen-coated scalp. "Jess, we need to get a shower in before your folks get here." Grabbing the last of the clothes, she walked away.
Jessica followed, beckoning Billy to follow. "So is she easy? Do you really expect her to have sex with whatever guy she goes with?"
"Far as I know? She's a virgin." Billy paused, thinking about it. "Kinda like me."
"Point in your favor, then," Emily said as she turned on the water. Billy took a seat on the toilet as the girls washed off.
"How?"
"Sex is like a drug. Seems like it's like that more for guys than girls, but I know girls addicted to fucking. A guy who's had a bunch of sex partners is probably going to expect it more from any girl he dates," Emily explained as she scrubbed Jessica's back and butt.
"So push the fact that I'm not likely to have sex?"
"Yeah. I know it sounds weird, but if you do that, you've got a good chance of getting a date with her. And if you give her a good date, you might just get lucky with her."
"Hey, Em? If he doesn't get it on with her, what about getting it on with us? I mean, he's seen us fucking and he just gave us both facials. Why not take it a little farther?"
Emily traded places with Jessica, who managed to make a simple back-washing look like a sex act. Emily looked Billy over.
"I'll have to think about it, but it's possible."
Billy sat and talked to the girls a while longer as they finished their shower and dried off. Realizing the time, Billy excused himself and started to leave. The girls held him back for a moment, both of them pulling him between them in a warm, more-than-friendly hug. Emily moved his hand on her to her ass; Jessica wrapped it around to squeeze a tit. Both girls kissed him, teasing his tongue with theirs.
He walked home again, a welcome spring in his step and a growing hard-on in his pants. |