0 comments/ 82318 views/ 12 favorites Prom Fantasy Ch. 01 By: HornyTeenBoy Nick and Jessica had been going to the same high school for four years, and they had been good friends the whole way through. They didn't talk as much as they used to in recent months, but that was mainly because they hung out with different crowds, which grew apart over time. This didn't bother them too greatly, except for one thing: Nick had developed a big crush on Jessica, only he never acted on it because he felt it would be weird for him to get involved with a good friend. Now that they had begun to grow further apart, however, he felt like his chance of ever getting together with her was slipping away for good. It was the final year of school, and drawing to a close at that. With the end of the year came the social event that everyone knows and anticipates the year round: the prom. Nick knew that this might be the last chance for him to tell Jessica his feelings, but he was still very nervous about it. "What if she says no?" he thought. "It would be way too awkward... it would ruin things." Maybe he was just making excuses for himself. "Just do it," a voice said, waking Nick from his reverie. It was his friend Danny. They and the rest of their friends were eating lunch together, as they always did. "Huh?" "Ask her to the prom, jeez. It's not like you're asking her to marry you or something," his friend laughed. Nick nodded his head and smiled weakly; he clearly wasn't convinced. "All right, look at it this way: you think it'll be weird to ask her to the prom, right?" Nick nodded his head. He did. It may have been silly; maybe he was attaching himself too much to the whole idea. Was he putting too much pressure on it? Prom always seemed like such an important night. It would be difficult to put too much pressure on it; it WAS important. "And, let's face it... a lot of kids use the prom as a gateway for sex," Nick thought to himself. "It changes things completely." "All right. You two aren't going to the same universities next year. If you ask her and she says no, oh well, big deal. If she thinks it's weird, you probably won't see her again anyway. But if you don't ask her at all, you'll miss your chance. She won't stay available forever." It was a rather blunt way of putting it, but Nick had to agree; at least, a part of him did. If she did say no, it wouldn't be TOO weird, he realized. He probably wouldn't see her after graduation anyway, and they had been slowly drifting apart over the years anyway. But if she said yes... then at least they would have that one last night before it all came to an end. The boy nodded his head. "All right. I'll do it." He still wasn't sure he could muster the confidence, but he was resolved. Danny laughed and patted him on the back to encourage him. * The difficult part of the rest of the day was actually finding Jessica. Unfortunately she and Nick did not share any classes during that semester, so they only saw each other very briefly between classes and after school. It was a tiring hunt: Nick darted through the halls between classes, visiting her locker as quickly as he could, and never finding her. That is, of course, until the bell rang to end the day. Coming around the corner from the English hallway, Nick saw her standing at her locker. The halls were crowded with students moving about, getting things from their lockers and getting ready to go home or head off to whatever activities they had planned, but when he looked at her they all faded away and didn't matter anymore. "No cold feet now. Just got to do it, that's all," he thought to himself. Slowly – his feet felt like cement bricks – he trudged over to Jessica and waded through the crowd. He gathered every inch of 'cool' he could find and leaned back against the locker beside hers, catching her attention. "Oh, hey Nick!" she said cheerfully, moving a few books from her backpack to her locker and vice-versa. "What's up?" "Hey, Jessica, I was wondering..." He managed to get that far, and then trailed off suddenly. She stopped what she was doing and looked up at him quizzically (he was a good deal taller than she was). "Yeah? Something wrong?" "Oh, no, I... was just wondering if you'd like to go to the prom with me." Nick almost heaved a sigh of relief as the words came out of his mouth, but restrained himself for fear of seeming too ridiculously needy. The nervous pause that came from Jessica quickened his pulse, however. Aside from that, the world seemed to slow down, and he felt as though his worst nightmare was being relived right before his eyes. "I... I already said I'd go with John." Nick distinctly heard the sound of glass shattering in his head: the sound of his one hope breaking into a million pieces. John. Of course. He had seen her with him more and more often of late... why didn't he suspect that they would go to the prom together? He felt like slapping himself across the face right then and there. Apparently he must have been silent for an alarming number of seconds, because Jessica tilted her head and asked, "Are you okay?" "Oh, yes, fine," Nick blurted, attempting to look as though he was totally cool with it. "Ah well. Have fun with John, then." He smiled cheerfully (as cheerfully as he could, anyway) and walked off down the hall, sinking into the crowd. He didn't see Jessica's expression as she watched him walk away. * "That's tough luck, man," comforted Lucas, another of Nick's friends, the next day at lunch. It was only slightly sincere, considering the fact that it didn't affect him at all, really, but Nick was happy for the comforting just the same. Danny was the first to try and cheer him up. "Well, it doesn't matter. I've got an extra seat at my table, and you're welcome to fill it if you like." Nick looked up and furrowed his brow. "You don't think I'd look like a loser going without a date? I'd feel kind of... out of place." Danny shook his head. "No, no. Not everyone has a date for the prom, you know. Some people go just to have a good time, though that may shock you just a little bit." Danny laughed, and Nick chuckled a bit himself. "All right... sounds fun. I've already paid for my ticket, anyway," he laughed. * The night of the prom finally came, and Nick was at Danny's house with the rest of their friends, waiting for their limo. Most of them had dates, but some of them met with the same unfortunate end as Nick had, in one way or another. Even so, they were all dressed to kill, and ready for a good time. Nick was wearing a black suit which he had rented. He didn't like such fancy attire in general, but given the circumstances, it was necessary; one of his friends' dates said that the colour accented his short, dark brown hair and eyes very nicely. He was quite tall, and well-built, although he wasn't a hard-core athlete by any means. "Finally, he's here," Joseph said. He was one of the guys without a date, and he had been looking out the window in his boredom, waiting. The limousine driver walked up to the door and knocked. Danny quickly went to open it. "Sorry I'm late," the man said. He had a thickly-accented Russian voice. "I couldn't find house. Very confusing area at night." Danny chuckled and nodded as he handed the man the payment. "I know what you mean." He turned around and waved everybody over. "Come on, guys, time to go!" They wasted no time piling into the back of the gorgeous white limousine, and they were all pretty astonished by it. "Oh my god," Nick said; his voice echoed a little bit, causing everyone to laugh. Lucas had moved over to the side of the limo, and was reaching across for a bar of some kind. His date, Jennifer, went with him. "A bit of bubbly, anyone?" Danny hadn't paid for the champagne, but apparently they had forgotten to take it away. Nobody let their conscience get to them, and they all had a glass for the road; not enough to get them hammered before the fun began (as this would also tip off the driver to the grievous error), but just enough to get them loosened up for the night ahead. Seeing his friends laughing and drinking and having a good time, Nick realized that maybe this night would turn out alright after all... just as long as he didn't see Jessica and John together. * The early part of the evening went swimmingly. They were all sitting together, eating, drinking, dancing, and enjoying themselves overall. The hall was amazingly fancy, the food was good, and the service was the type you would think only existed in movies: waiters and waitresses with fancy coats (coat-tails and all!) and little white gloves, lining up and presenting everyone with their food before serving it. Best of all, for Nick at least, he hadn't seen Jessica or John at all, and so he was able to completely relax his mind and enjoy himself. After a couple of hours, however, Nick was starting to get a little hot. Although it was a warm June night, he decided that going outside was more desirable than dancing on a stuffy dance floor if he wanted to cool down for a bit. He headed out of the dining room and through the large, glass doors leading out of the foyer. The cool night air was just what he needed to refresh himself. After a couple of minutes, however, Nick thought he heard something nearby. The patio on which he was standing was large, and it had pillars of stone leading up to the roof, creating a very elegant appearance. He searched all around these pillars for the source of the noise – he thought it was some kind of sniffling, perhaps somebody crying. Eventually, as he turned round the last pillar, he saw a familiar face. Jessica was sitting on the ground, back up against the cold stone, crying as quietly as she could. She was more beautiful than he could ever have imagined her: wearing a flowing gown that was mostly green, but dabbled with rainbow colours, her strawberry-blonde hair was done up nicely and her makeup made her look absolutely breathtaking. Distraught, she hadn't noticed Nick, until he sat down beside her and produced a handkerchief from his breast pocket (it had been there for good looks, but now served a purpose as well) with which to dry her tears. "What's wrong?" he asked, edging himself closer to her and dabbing her face. He couldn't believe how gorgeous she looked, even through her tears. Her makeup wasn't running at all; must have been something new from Maybelline or god knows who else. "Oh, you don't want to hear about it," she said through sniffles. He smiled softly and nodded his head. "I do, I really do." She looked into his eyes, and hers twinkled; a combination of the moonlight, the tears, and her adoration of this man in front of her. "Well... it's John..." Nick remained silent. He didn't want to pass judgment, but had his suspicions. "I found him... in the washroom... making out with Carrie Trent." At the very mention of the girl's name, Jessica burst out into tears. Nick leaned in close and hugged her. She rested her head on his shoulder, and he rocked her back and forth gently. "That bastard," he thought. He knew she was too good for him. This, however, was far beyond his expectations. When she had said that John was the problem, Nick assumed that he had stood her up or something. He didn't even fathom that the bastard would try something like this. "Is she that much prettier than me?" Jessica asked, somewhat more calmly now. Nick had to admit, Carrie Trent was hot. But, as Austin Powers once said, "She's the village bicycle: everyone's had a ride." There were rumours that even one of the math teachers had felt her up in exchange for a passing grade. "Not by a long shot. He doesn't know what he's missing. He really screwed up." Jessica pulled away and looked up at Nick. He was looking back down at her, smiling. If he could read her expression, he would see that she was astonished by him. Here he was, all this time, her shoulder to cry on. She had come to him about her problems... and here he was all along. She had complained to him about all the guys she had gone out with, and yet he was the guy for her all along. "Look," he said after a long silence, "do you want to go back to our limo? You probably want a few minutes to recoup before you go back in there." Jessica nodded her head, and they moved across the parking lot together. The limousine driver was in the car, but he had apparently fallen asleep; a newspaper was draped over his body as though he had been reading it before falling asleep. Nick quietly opened the back door, let Jessica in, followed, and closed it quietly again. He hadn't realized before how dark the limo was, but he could still see Jessica pretty clearly in the dim lighting. They sat across from each other, just looking into each other's eyes. Nick was just happy to be with her; the night was turning out exactly as he was hoping it would before she rejected him. He became even happier when she moved over and sat beside him. Her hand reached out and grabbed his. They looked out the window for a while, contently staring at the stars. Soon, however, Nick felt her hand shift. It wasn't caressing his hand anymore, but his thigh... and then moving in, between his legs, stroking his crotch. There was a look of shock on his face, but Jessica didn't see it. He turned to her and asked, "What...?" It wasn't really a question, but it was all he could muster before she put her finger to his lips and silenced him. She positioned herself and pressed her body against his, locking them in a deep, lustful kiss. Suddenly Jessica became something Nick had never imagined. She grabbed at his jacket as they kissed, pulling it open and sliding it over his shoulders and down his arms. When it was free she tossed it aside. In the commotion, they had rolled over and landed on the floor, with Nick on top and Jessica on the bottom. Now she was reaching up and grabbing – no, clawing – at his shirt. She undid the buttons as quickly as she could and tore the shirt off. His chest was well-sculpted, with nice pecs and abs, which she ran her fingers along and kissed furiously. Nick wasn't about to be the only one without his clothes, however. Getting Jessica's dress off was a little trickier, but they finally managed it, revealing her silk bra and panties. They stopped for a moment, looking shocked at each other, but then resumed their furious kissing. Nick's hands were all over Jessica's body, caressing her arms, grabbing her breasts, rubbing her crotch. She was doing the same to him, only she was more skilled; she managed to undo his pants and slide them down his legs while they were making out, leaving him standing before her in only his boxers. They were both in their underwear now, and they stopped again. Last chance, they both thought; last chance to turn back. One more step and everything would change completely. Neither one seemed to care. Nick reached back and unfastened the clasp on her bra, and pulled it away; her full, luscious breasts leaped out to greet him, and he buried his head in them for a moment while he felt for her panties. These were considerably easier to slide down her legs, and the scent of her pussy filled the back of the limo. It drove him wild; not just the smell, but the fact that this was Jessica. His dreams were coming true. Jessica was not sitting idly by through all this. She had already pulled down his boxers, revealing the 8" beast inside. It rubbed against her legs, which gave both of them a strange sensation. They sat back and looked at each other. Nick admired Jessica's gorgeous tits and pussy, while she lusted after his body and dick. She was faster, and leaned forward to take his hard member in her hand. He leaned back; it was such an awesome sensation. He propped himself up by extending his arms, and just watched as she stroked his cock gently in her hand. "Oh, god... yes..." he moaned. Before long Jessica adjusted her body so that she was in the optimal position for fitting his cock into her mouth. She took it in slowly at once, and Nick was glad that she did. He savoured every second of it, his first blowjob ever. Once she was familiar with his size, she sucked up and down his member's length, swirling around the cockhead with her tongue and flicking it (he was uncut) occasionally. There was nothing Nick could do but moan in absolute ecstasy. "Please, suck me Jessica... please... oh god..." The girl just moaned as she started to suck more quickly. Nick could see that she was fingering herself, and as this was also new to him, he watched intently (when his eyes weren't rolling back in his head at the intense, amazing blowjob). He reached forward with one hand and caressed her breasts, which were hanging out, calling to him. While she sucked, he squeezed and watched. He could see that she was rubbing herself faster and faster, however; he may have been a virgin, but he knew what that meant. He forced her onto her back and grabbed her wrists, pulling them away. "Please," she moaned, staring up into his eyes. "Fuck me, Nick... make me cum... cum inside me..." Nick had no intention of denying her. He slid his erect dick into her sopping pussy. It was an easy fit, and it was the most intense feeling of euphoria he had ever felt. Nevermind the fact that he was fucking his first pussy; it was –Jessica's- pussy. That made it so much more enjoyable. He groaned with pleasure as he began to thrust his shaft in and out of her. He leaned forward and kissed her passionately as he fucked her, still holding her arms against the floor of the limo. Occasionally he reared back, and when he did he saw her tits bouncing up and down as he rocked her body. She was squealing with ecstasy every time he pounded her, and he was grunting as well. "I'm so close, Nick..." "I am too, Jess..." he moaned deeply. "Please... cum with me..." There were no arguments there. Nick began to grind her pussy faster and faster. Beads of sweat rolled down his chest, which Jessica was grabbing at furiously now that her hands were free; Nick was holding her legs up over his shoulders. The girl played with his nipples, and this must have driven him over the edge, because shortly after she did, he groaned one last time. "Oh... FUCK.... I'm CUMMMMMMMING!!" Jessica let out a scream that said the same thing, and both of them came together. Nick pulled out at the last second, letting his hot, juicy cum shoot all over her beautiful body. He rubbed her clit as her own juices flowed out onto the floor. Finally, Nick collapsed on top of his friend, his still-hard cock rubbing up against her throbbing pussy. There, they fell asleep. Some time later, the door to the back of the limo opened, and Danny started to step in. He immediately saw Nick and Jessica sleeping on the floor, naked, however, and chuckled a bit. "Sorry, babe," he called back to his date. "Looks like somebody beat us to it." Prom Fantasy Ch. 02 Author's Note: This story contains scenes of gay and lesbian sex. If you are offended by this, then please do not read. * Nick awoke an undetermined amount of time later. It took him a few moments to realize where he was and what he was doing there, but as he saw Jessica sleeping underneath him he very quickly remembered everything. They were still in the limo, lying on the floor, and they had shared a night of unbridled passion together. He had to rub his eyes to make sure she was actually lying there, and it wasn't just a dream; it wasn't. He was actually here, lying with the girl of his dreams. He didn't want to move, but when he checked his watch he realized that it was actually an hour later, and people were probably beginning to wonder where they were. He got up to get dressed, and the movement stirred Jessica from her sleep. She looked up and also seemed to be getting her bearings. When she saw him, putting his pants on, she remembered and smiled. "Wow," was all she could manage to say. Nick nodded his head as he did up the zipper and then rummaged around for his shirt. "Amazing," he said quietly. By now Jessica was getting up, too. She cleaned herself off (she had gotten a little... sticky after their encounter) and also began to dress herself, also realizing how long they had been absent from the party. By the time she was finished dressing, Nick was still trying to find the jacket of his suit. She came up behind him and wrapped her arms around him, resting her head against his back. He stopped dead for a moment, and just took the moment in, caressing her hands with his own. "Come on," he said after what seemed like an eternity of pleasure. "We should get going. People are probably wondering where we've been." Jessica nodded quietly and grabbed her lover's jacket from one of the leather seats behind her. She slipped it onto him, and together they stepped out of the limo, careful to make sure they hadn't left any evidence behind. The fresh air outside seemed boring compared to the experience they had shared. Though neither of them said it, they would both give anything to go back into that limo right then and there and do it all over again. They knew they couldn't, however; they had to get back into the dining room and try to explain where they had been for the last hour. They entered the ballroom together. It would have seemed weird, perhaps, except for the fact that John had cheated on Jessica, and she wouldn't mind if everyone knew it. They didn't just enter as friends, either; they were holding each other's hands as they walked in. Of course, they did not hint at what they had just done. They simply walked in as though they were at the prom together. There was the problem that only one seat was still available at Nick's table: his. However, Jessica didn't really want to go back to her table (more than a few of the people sitting there were John's best friends, who would defend him through thick and thin), so she opted to sit on Nick's lap. It was a little awkward, but Nick couldn't have been happier. Of course, the whole thing turned a few heads at their table. Danny was the first to smile and nod his head. "Well, looks like everything worked out after all." Nick smiled and squeezed Jessica's hand. "You might say that," he said contently. Jessica didn't doubt it, either, but she happened to catch a glimpse of John with his whore, Carrie, with whom he had completely cheated on her just an hour or so earlier. This distressed her. She knew that it was a good thing overall, because it meant she could see Nick in a way she never dreamed possible before... still, a part of her wished that it could have come about under different circumstances. Catching Jessica's distant glance, Danny turned to see what she was looking at, and quickly noticed John and Carrie dirty-dancing on the dance floor. He shook his head and turned back around, looking towards her. "Don't worry about him," he consoled to Jessica. "I was talking with a couple of his friends and they're really pissed off about what he did to you." She looked at him and smiled. "Thanks," she said, and she ran her hands along Nick's arms absentmindedly, leaning back and enjoying the moment. She had to just forget about John and move on. Suddenly, the DJ started to play Gwen Stefani's "Hollaback Girl", and Danny date, Charlene, let out a cry of excitement. "Oh, I love this song!" She hopped out of her chair and pulled Danny out of his. "Come on, let's go dance." The man rolled his dark brown eyes and succumbed, getting up and moving to the dance floor with her, but not before motioning for Nick and Jessica to follow. They did so, and all four of them were dancing together within moments. When the song ended, Jessica and Charlene said they were going to go get some drinks, and asked would Nick and Danny like something. The boys nodded and told them what they'd like before moving back towards the table. "So," Danny said suddenly, breaking the silence. "Got lucky, did you?" "Yeah," Nick said, misunderstanding his friend. "I mean, I'm sorry about what that bastard did to her, but I think it turned out for the best." "I'll say..." Danny chuckled. "And on the floor of the limo, too..." Nick stopped dead in his tracks. His mouth suddenly became dry, and his eyes were wide. "What did you say?" Danny, who had moved a few steps ahead, turned around and smiled. He shook his head; his wavy black hair flipped from side to side. "We saw you. Charlene and I. We were going to the limo to have a little fun, only you two had beaten us to the punch." Nick did everything he could to suppress a gasp. It was then that he realized he had forgotten to lock the door. He hadn't seen the two of them enter, so they must have done so while he and Jessica were asleep. Nick turned all sorts of shades of red all at once, and he could feel his heart rate increasing by the second. Had Danny told anyone else? Of course, Nick wanted people to know, but at the same time he didn't. He was very confused. "Oh, calm down," Danny said bluntly after a few seconds. "You're practically hyperventilating. I haven't told anybody, if that's what you're worried about." Nick breathed a sigh of relief. "Hell, I'm a bit jealous. That's the sort of thing that only happens in movies, you know?" Nick nodded his head in agreement. It really was. You ask the girl out, you find out she's going with somebody else, that person winds up being a scumbag, and you get the girl after all. It doesn't sound like something that happens in every day life... but it happened to him. Perhaps he was being repaid some kind of karmic debt. By this point, the ladies were back with everyone's drinks, and they all moved over to the table to sit down. While they were there, they chatted and drank happily, but Nick occasionally noticed that Danny and Charlene were passing glances at him, Jessica, and each other. Maybe he was just hallucinating, but he found it a little odd nevertheless. It couldn't have been the drinks; they weren't allowed to have anything alcoholic because they were still only 18 and the school would be in major trouble if they ordered the serving of alcohol. The hours whittled away, and the four of them spent those hours with a mixture of drinking, talking, and dancing to the fast and slow music alike. They all had a wonderful time; Nick and Jessica in particular. They were not only having fun, but they were both deeply happy that they had finally found each other. However, as they say, all good things must come to an end: and so did the prom. It came gradually, as people filed out of the ballroom, couple by couple, table by table. Eventually, the group of four also took their leave of the magical evening. Danny was having an after-party at his house, and Nick had already been invited. Danny said that of course Jessica was invited; she accepted happily, because for one thing she didn't want to leave Nick now that she had found him, and for another thing she didn't want to attend the party she had planned to go to, for much the same reason that she didn't want to sit at her table. It took a good few minutes of rapping on the window to get the driver to finally wake up, and he did so with a start. Danny told him that they wanted to go back home now, and after making sure the driver knew the way, everyone filed into the back seat happily. Nick and Jessica could tell that each other was worried that someone besides Danny and Charlene would find something that hinted at their previous escapade. However, be it because everyone was having such a good time, or because they were too busy getting drunk on whatever was left in the mini-fridge, or because Nick and Jessica had simply hidden the evidence too well, nobody noticed (or at least said) anything. In just a few minutes they were back at Danny's house. The driver apparently had an easier time getting back there now that he had been there once before. Everyone climbed out of the door, which the driver held open for them very gallantly. They were all a bit tipsier than they had been when they entered, but he didn't seem to notice. Danny fumbled a bit with his keys, but eventually unlocked the door. He turned on the lights and stepped inside. Everyone kicked off their shoes, which for the most part were remarkably uncomfortable after a long night of dinner and dancing. They rounded the corner and stepped into the living room, splitting toward the various couches and chairs to sit and snuggle and discuss the evening. Of course, there were snacks and drinks enough to go around: Danny's parents weren't home, and so there would be no reprimanding about anyone getting drunk. Everyone had their fair share of beer, wine, or whatever was available. Nick and Jessica were only half-involved in the discussions, though (but fully involved in the drinking). They couldn't stop whispering things into each other's ears. Sweet things, dirty things, naughty things, you name it. It wasn't unusual because everyone who had a date was doing much the same thing. As well, every now and again couples would slip upstairs and disappear for the rest of the night. Before long, Nick and Jess could contain themselves no longer. A mixture of the drinks and their lust for each other pulled them upstairs. As they toppled the flight of stairs, they found a long hallway, both sides of which were plastered with doors leading to the various rooms of the house. Danny's family wasn't home, so everyone had the run of the second floor to themselves. It was a big house, to boot, and there was a nice selection of locales for the late-night fucking. Nick and Jess were far too horny to stop and consider which room they'd take, however. They moved to the end of the hall and opened a random door, slid inside, and shut and locked it behind them. The turned and headed toward the king size bed that was in the room, but were shocked to see Danny and Charlene making out on top of it. They both gasped and turned around to leave, blurting their "I'm sorry"s, but Danny and Charlene stopped them. "No, you don't have to leave," Danny said. He sat up on the bed, and both of them could see him fully. He still had his pants on, but was minus his shirt. He was a bit thinner than Nick, but his body was rippled and he was much more athletic. His tan also gave him a certain quality. Even Nick, who considered himself straight, was feeling turned on just by looking at his friend. Charlene was completely naked by now, however. She had a thin, attractive body with large, perky breasts. Her hair was black, and it fell down to her shoulders in curly locks, matching her brown eyes. There was something of a wet spot on the bed underneath her, caused by her dripping pussy. Charlene waved them over. "Come on over. There's room for all of us on here." Nick and Jess were far too horny and perhaps a bit too drunk to refuse. They both moved over and slid onto the bed, a bit higher up than Danny and Charlene. Once everyone was comfortable, Charlene pushed Danny onto his back and started undoing his pants. Meanwhile, Jessica repeated the routine from earlier in the night, and starting tearing away Nick's clothes piece by piece. Her dress was more difficult to rid her of, so Nick waited until she had freed him of his clothing before starting on her. First, off came his jacket and shirt; she had taken them off once before and so was pretty knowledgeable in how to do it quickly this time. He felt so great to have his chest freed from the stuffy clothing he had been wearing all night. Jess ran her hands along his pecs and abs as she leaned forward to kiss him passionately. She slowly slid down his body, kissing his neck, pecs, abs, and waist as she moved for his pants. These were undone with ease, and slid down his firm, toned legs to reveal a tent in his already-wet boxer shorts. The tent was, of course, created by his 8" cock, longing to be freed from its prison. Jessica rubbed her lover's groin through the soft fabric, but denied him the pleasure of freeing his member just yet. By now, Charlene had made short work of Danny's pants and boxers. The two of them were lying beside Nick and Jess, and Nick only had to turn his head just a little to see the beast that erupted from within Danny's underwear. His dick was a bit longer than Nick's, and about the same thickness, but his balls were amazing and hairy, and the tanned colour of his skin carried onto his cock as well, making it almost irresistible. For some reason, Nick felt himself getting even harder at the sight of his best friend's swollen member, being stroked by his girlfriend. The brown-haired boy sat up and turned to Jessica, who had also turned around to put her back to him. She lifted up her long, blonde locks of hair to reveal the zipper to her dress, which Nick undid quickly. His cock rubbed against the soft fabric of her dress and this almost sent him over the edge, but thankfully she pulled it away before he came prematurely. Standing at the edge of the bed, Jess unfastened her bra and slid them off along with her panties, while Nick propped his head up and watched her lustfully. When she had finished, she turned around and faced him with her gorgeous face, perky tits, and swollen pussy. Jess lay down on the bed beside Nick, and he flipped over so that he was on top of her. For just a moment he buried his head between her breasts as he made his way down her body. Soon he was kneeling on the carpeted floor of the room and his face was buried between his lover's smooth, silky legs. His tongue instinctually darted into her vagina, searching for her clit and playing with it like a punching bag. Although he had never done this before, he had seen it in movies, and apparently he was doing something right, because Jess was writhing in ecstasy in front of him. He had to hold her legs down to keep her from thrashing about. "Oh yeah... lick me, baby... eat me out, you fucker!" The dirty words spurred Nick on, and he licked faster, swirling his tongue around Jessica's swollen clit. He drove her over the edge, and soon his face was awash in her musky juices, and his head was filled with her screaming and moaning. Beside them, Danny was the one getting pleasured. Charlene was bobbing her head up and down on his powerful cock, and he was guiding her with his hand, directing the speed of her movements. From the way he was rolling his eyes and licking his lips, Nick could tell that his friend was enjoying himself. When he started bucking his hips, Nick knew that he was close to cumming, but Charlene didn't want any of that. She slid her lips off her lover's member and stood up before sliding onto the bed. Meanwhile, Charlene had positioned herself on top of Danny, and his hands were on her hips, guiding her pussy onto his throbbing dick. He screamed and scrunched up his face as he penetrated her, and she let out a quick cry of bliss. Soon, Charlene started sliding up and down Danny's love wand, twisting herself a little bit to make the experience more pleasurable for both of them. Nick and Jess just watched in awe. Clearly these two had done this before; their screams made it obvious that they were having fun. "Oh... fuck... Charlene, I think I'm... I'm—" Danny was cut off by a loud groan of pleasure. His expression told Nick that he was having a powerful orgasm, and the fact that he momentarily stopped thrusting into Charlene's pussy told him that he was cumming. He could see juices flowing down over the condom, which alerted him to the fact that Charlene had come, too. The four of them lay side by side on the bed, breathing heavily and looking at each other. Nick was closest to the head of the bed, and when Danny looked over he saw that his friend was still hard. "That's right," he said, "you haven't had your turn yet." Jessica was apparently so enthralled by her powerful orgasm that she had forgotten all about this, and she looked ashamed as she got up. Danny had already crawled over, however, and he pushed her back down gently onto the bed. Nick apparently hadn't heard anything they said, however, and he was still amazed at what he had just witnessed: first he had sucked off his own prom date, and then he witnessed his best friend fucking his girlfriend. It was a lot to take in. He snapped out of his reverie, however, when he felt a set of lips close around his rock-hard cock. His eyes rolled back into his head as he enjoyed the sensation. "Mmmm... that's good." When he opened his eyes, however, he saw that Jessica was still lying down beside him, breathing heavily and gazing into his eyes with affection. He looked down and was shocked to see that it was Danny's head bobbing up and down on his member! Now, Nick had never considered that he would like something like this, but Danny clearly knew what he was doing: either he had done it before, or he had had it done to him so often that he knew the intricacies of it. Whatever the cause, he was fucking amazing. They say that guys give better blowjobs because they know what feels good and what doesn't, anyway. This was certainly true in this case. "Now, I just need to know what all that commotion was about over there," Charlene piped in. She crawled over the bed and positioned herself over Nick's head, burying his head beneath her legs. For a moment he thought he would drown in the juices that were still leaking from her, but once he had regained his bearings his tongue went to work again, this time inside Charlene's pussy. For some reason, Nick didn't even think about whether Danny or Jessica would mind; apparently, neither one did. Jessica even got up and moved over to Charlene, and the two of them kissed passionately on the lips. Nick could just barely see their breasts pressed up against each other whenever Charlene bucked her hips. One of Nick's hands found its way down to Danny's head, and he grabbed a fistful of hair gently in his fingers to guide the man's already-skillful movements. Danny was, quite plainly, something of a master (although Nick didn't have much of a frame of reference). He teased his friend's cock, bringing it to the edge of exploding and then leaving it alone, wanting more. Nick's other hand reached up for the only vacant pussy in the room: Jessica's. She was already rubbing herself, but he joined in the fun, and together they seemed to find a spot that Jess herself didn't even know was there; he had never heard her screech like that before. Charlene was having fun, too, as evidenced by the moans that she erupted into Jessica's mouth. Having done this just before, Nick knew a thing or two about how it worked, and he found Charlene's pleasure spot pretty easily. His tongue thrusted in and out of her vagina like a mini-cock, and this drove her over the edge. "Oh my GOD... lick my clit! Yes, please! Mmmmmm!!" And with that, she unleashed another wave of juices onto Nick's hungry face. Prom Fantasy Ch. 02 Jessica was the next one to lose it. She had been screaming for a good two minutes now, and her leg had been twitching in a way Nick had never seen before. Now that Charlene had moved off his face, he could also see that they were making out very furiously now, fueled by Jessica's passion. She was pressing hard against Charlene's firm boobs and squeezing them together with her hands, burying her tongue into Charlene's mouth. She had to separate for a moment, however, to let out a final cry of ecstasy as Nick's hand and her own threw her into a powerful orgasm. She unloaded a barrage of juice onto the bed and Nick's hand, which he licked off hungrily. Danny had changed his movements by now, and Nick knew that meant he was ready to make him come. His balls were already swelling with anticipation, and he could see that Danny was furiously jerking himself off with his free hand. "Please, Danny... oh god... suck me off... Mmmmm..." Nick bucked his hips and thrust his cock into the very back of Danny's throat, which caused him to gag a bit but he didn't lose speed. "Fuck fuck fuck fuck... oh god... oh my fucking GOD!!!" "Yes!! Nick, oh god!!" Danny mumbled into his friend's throbbing cock. Both of them came at the same time. Nick's sperm shot out in hot, juicy waves into the back of Danny's throat. He expected his friend to get off and let the sperm shoot out onto his face, or Nick's stomach, but instead he swallowed every last drop hungrily. Meanwhile, he was shooting his own cum onto the covers of the bed, screaming into Nick's pelvis as he did. Again, the four of them collapsed onto the bed out of sheer exhaustion. They breathed heavily and couldn't even muster the energy to turn their heads and look at each other. They simply rested for what seemed like hours, though it was only a couple of minutes, before slowly getting up and putting their clothes back on. They were all hesitant to leave, however. They knew there was more fun to be had tonight. Prom Fantasy Ch. 03 The afterparty was finally wearing down as people started to either head home or pass out on the couch, floor, or whatever else seemed comfortable enough for a good night's sleep. Most of the attendees would remember the night as one of dancing, good food, spending time with friends, things of that nature. Certain others, however, would remember it as a night of lust, passion, and pleasure. Nick was one of these people. He had just shared two intimate experiences – the first two of his life, as a matter of fact – in the same night. The first, with his new lover, Jessica, on the floor of their limousine outside the prom. The second, with her, his friend Danny, and his girlfriend, all together on the bed of Danny's parents' room. For a first-timer, this was all pretty overwhelming, and so Nick was beleaguered, but also thrilled. He had been sitting down in the living room for a long while now. Everyone was talking around him, but he was in a world of his own. The two sexual scenes he had witnessed – nay, been a part of – kept playing themselves over and over in his mind. The heat, the sweat, the lust, the tangled heaps of flesh fucking wildly into the night… it was the sort of thing that he always imagined doing, but that he never knew would happen so soon. As people started to quiet down and fall asleep, Nick found himself bored and hot. It was the middle of June, and quite hot outside; not even Danny's air conditioner could keep all the heat at bay. Suddenly, Nick remembered that Danny had a pool in his backyard. Normally he wouldn't dream of it, but since Danny was probably asleep upstairs (or having some fun with his girlfriend, more likely), and since everyone else was pretty much down and out as well, Nick wondered why shouldn't he go for a dip. Danny wouldn't mind, and it would certainly get him out of the heat. It wasn't difficult to slip out to the back door without incident. Anyone who was still awake was either drunk out of their minds, making out in plain sight, or just uninterested in what he was doing. He slid open the patio door and stepped outside. The light flickered on as the motion sensor detected him, shedding a little light on the scene. The patio extended out quite a ways and dropped rather abruptly into the pool. The patio itself was made of coloured stone, which was very pretty in the moonlight. There was a patio set off to the side, but Nick was uninterested in that. A concrete walkway led up to and around the pool, which glimmered invitingly as it reflected the patio light. Nick tossed the towel, which he had snatched from Danny's linen closet earlier (feeling quite the little sneak, but again, Danny wouldn't mind) on one of the chairs around the perimeter of the pool, closest to the ladder. He took another look around to make sure nobody was watching, feeling like he didn't want to be the topic of a peepshow right now, and then began to undress. Getting his stuffy, black suit off couldn't have felt better than it did. It certainly did an amazing job of making an already hot night even more unbearable. He threw off his jacket, undid and removed his shirt and pants, and then finally his socks and boxers. For a few moments he stood still, bathing in that exciting feeling of being completely naked outside – and moreso, outside on someone else's patio. He breathed in and out deeply and flexed himself a little bit. Nick was a pretty attractive person. He was a tall 6'1", and his tanned face was crowned by dark, wavy brown hair and dotted with two eyes of the same shade. Although he wasn't a hardcore athlete, his body was well-shaped, and he did his usual workout routine every day, resulting in finely-sculpted pecs, abs, arms, and legs. His butt was pretty firm, and his dick (which was already starting to harden at the thought that someone could be watching him at this very minute) was a solid eight inches long. Without much further ado, the boy stepped to the edge of the pool. He looked into the crystal clear water (which was lit from underneath by various lights in the walls) and dived in headfirst. The immediate blast of cold was shocking, but more than that, it was refreshing. The heat and humidity melted away as he kicked his way through the large pool, letting out a few bursts of air before surfacing. He continued this for a while, diving under the surface and swimming back and forth beneath the cool, blue water, feeling refreshed and enjoying himself thoroughly. Suddenly, he surfaced again and found that he wasn't alone. Standing by the edge of the pool was his friend, Danny, with his arms crossed and a grin on his face. Danny was about the same height as Nick, and he was far more tanned. His hair and eyes were black, and although he was a little slimmer than Nick, he was a swimmer and so his body was better toned. "Oh, sorry," Nick stammered, swimming back towards the edge of the pool and feeling sheepish. "It was just so hot and muggy I figured I'd—" Danny shook his head and interrupted him. "It's fine. I saw you through the window and I figured I'd join you. Do you mind?" Nick looked up and gripped the edge of the pool. He smiled and shook his head. "Not at all, but…" He nudged his head towards his clothes pile, on top of which were his boxers. "I'm sort of freestyling in here." Danny laughed and began to undress. "Wouldn't have it any other way. Nothing better than a late-night skinny dip." Nick kicked against the wall and propelled himself backwards. He couldn't help but look at his friend as he relieved himself of his own clothes. Nick had seen Danny naked earlier in the evening, but now they were alone, and for some reason, Nick found his erection hardening just by glimpsing at his friend's chiseled swimmer's body. When he saw the tanned monster erupt from Danny's boxers, Nick's own erection hardened fully. His friend's cock was a little over eight inches, and about as thick as Nick's; his balls were swollen, and his pubic hair was black and curly. Before long, Danny was also in the pool, and the two friends were swimming around, splashing each other and laughing and having a grand time. Occasionally one of them grabbed the other and they wrestled each other in a display of strength; Danny usually won because he was the better athlete. Once or twice during these bouts, one of them would sink underwater and graze against the other's swollen dick. This was particularly exciting for Nick: although he had been involved with a foursome that included Danny, he hadn't actually touched Danny's cock, and so when he accidentally rubbed his hand or his ass or his own cock against it, he felt a rush of adrenaline. If he had been more experienced in these matters, he'd have known that the dick felt a little different underwater, but it was inviting all the same. It was Danny's will that was broken first. Nick made a move and began to swim away, trying to dodge another round of wrestling, when Danny grabbed his kicking legs and stopped them cold. Nick struggled a bit but was unable to free himself, and so he consented to letting Danny drag him back towards him. With a swift maneuver, his friend had him on his back instead of his stomach, and then he continued to pull until Nick's legs were around his chest and his groin was pressed against his abs. Nick looked into his friend's eyes and wondered what he was thinking. He was still caught in the moment and thought that he was planning some other wrestling move to dunk him completely underwater and finish him off. So, Nick appropriately began to plan a way to avoid the maneuver. He was unprepared for what happened, however: Danny reached back and wrapped Nick's legs around him, and then grabbed his chest and slid him down his body. Nick gasped as he felt his friend's swollen member pressing up against his virgin asshole, and he looked into Danny's eyes with shock and a bit of fear, as if to say, "I'm not ready." Danny silenced him with a warm gaze, however. "Don't worry. I'll be gentle," he whispered, and then he pushed Nick down onto his hungry beast. Nick had never been penetrated before, and so the feeling was completely new to him. He somehow felt fuller than he had ever been before. He also felt like Danny's huge dick would tear him open, but at the same time he didn't want it to ever stop. He wrapped his thick arms around Danny's neck and let his friend have his way. Danny apparently knew what to do. He squeezed his ass muscles together and thrusted slowly into Nick's ass. He let out a gasp and almost cried out, but silenced himself by biting his lip. Slowly the pain was wearing off and giving way to absolute pleasure. Somehow, having Danny in his ass was sending the wildest sensations through his cock, and he felt like he might explode without even touching it (the fact that it was pressed up between Danny's thick pectoral muscles might have helped, however). "Oh god… Danny…. mmmm!" Danny was less articulate, and simply groaned as his thick penis thrust in and out of his best friend's willing, virgin ass. The feelings must have been amazing for him: Nick's asshole was unbroken, and thus very tight, so it was contracting around his cock and creating sensations different from fucking a pussy. Apparently this was too great for him to bear for long; he lifted Nick off his cock with his powerful arms and set him down on the floor of the pool. "Please, Nick… suck me off… please… let me cum in your mouth." This was another new sensation for Nick. Danny had sucked his cock before, but he had never done it the other way around, and certainly never in a pool filled with water. He had to try, however; he took a breath and slid under. Aided by the floodlights he was able to find his friend's cock with ease, and he slid it into his mouth apprehensively. Never having done this before, Nick only had one thing to go by: the blowjobs he had received tonight. Remembering what felt good, he could try to reciprocate them on his friend. He covered his teeth with his lips and slid his head up and down the length of the shaft. It was very difficult to take it all in, as he could only get about half way before the sopping cock-head triggered Nick's gag reflex. He somehow managed, though, and swirled his head in a twister motion to see how his friend would take it. He couldn't hear Danny's groaning above the surface, but his thrusting pelvis alerted him to the fact that it was working. Without warning, Danny thrust one final time, and a stream of cum shot into Nick's mouth, mixing with the pool water as he gulped it down. Nick finally surfaced, and he gasped for air. His lungs were burning now that he realized how long he had been down there. Danny didn't give him a second to recuperate, however, and he leapt on him with a deep kiss right away. "Fuck," he said, breathless, "that was amazing. You've done that before, haven't you?" Nick shook his head. "No? Jesus… then I'm definitely going to keep an eye on you. You'll be fucking brilliant with some experience." By then, Danny was caressing every inch of Nick's body, and he realized that his friend's member was still swollen and throbbing. "How selfish of me… I forgot all about you. Here, hop up on the edge of the pool there." Nick did as he was asked. He pushed himself out of the pool with his strong arms and sat down with his feet dangling in the water. Danny waded over to him and looked up into his eyes. "But what if somebody sees us?" Nick said. Danny smiled and shook his head. "Everyone's pretty much asleep, drunk, having sex, or gone. Besides… at this point I really don't care, and I don't think you do, either." As Danny's masterful mouth wrapped around Nick's cock for the second time in the evening, Nick realized how right his friend was. He really didn't care. Jessica had already seen Danny suck him off, so she wouldn't care, and anyone else… well, they could go fuck themselves, because this felt too damn good. Nick wasn't sure if Danny had done this before tonight, but either way he was a pro. His tongue was working up a storm, twisting and swirling around the long shaft and throbbing head. Meanwhile Nick was guiding his friend's head with a strong hand, and he was surprised and pleased to find that Danny could take in the entire shaft without a problem. It felt so good to have his entire eight inches inside Danny's mouth, pressing against the back of his throat; so good, in fact, that he felt like he was going to burst again. Danny somehow knew it, too, and he stopped immediately, much to Nick's despair. He looked up into Danny's eyes questioningly. "Nick… I want you to fuck my ass. Like I fucked you before. I want to feel your dick inside me." Nick didn't even think about saying otherwise. He stepped out of the pool and laid down on the patio while Danny climbed out after him. Moments passed like hours as Nick's cock throbbed, begging to be pleasured, while Danny slowly made his way over. Nick was so excited now; seeing his friend standing over him, throbbing cock dripping over his face, hot body glistening as the water rolled off him. Slowly, Danny moved forward and lowered himself into a sitting position. He maneuvered himself with his arms behind him, slowly finding his mark and dropping onto his friend's hungry dick. Nick let out a cry as his cockhead breached the asshole. "It's… so tight!" he groaned through the waves of pleasure washing through him. "Yes… I've never been fucked there before. I know you hadn't, either… so now it's your turn." Nick nodded his head silently, and gritted his teeth as Danny lowered himself further. He looked up to see his friend's head thrown back, mouth open and eyes closed in a mix of ecstasy and pain. Nick knew he had to be gentle, but he wanted to just pound Danny hard and fast and unleash a string of hot, sticky cum into his hungry ass. The sight of Danny's spicy tanned cock just above him, hard and throbbing again, only made Nick lust for him even more. When Danny was finally all the way down, he let Nick do the work, and used his now-free hands to play with his dick. He raised himself up and down, humping Nick's powerful cock; slowly at first, then faster and faster as he got used to it. Nick began to thrust his pelvis to match the rhythm, and when he started this, each thrust caused his friend to scream and grit his teeth. He was beginning to get a bit worried that he was hurting Danny; however, the man said, "Please, harder… fuck me harder, Nick!" and he began to pump his own cock furiously. Nick didn't need to be asked twice. He grabbed a hold of Danny's waist and lifted his body up and down, matching the thrusts of Nick's monster. His own teeth were gritted and his breathing was heavy as he tried to cope with the pleasure. This was so different from when he had fucked Jessica's pussy earlier… it was tighter, and it didn't seem like his dick would fit, but it did, and the feeling was so amazing. Nick reached up and grabbed Danny's pecs, squeezing them tightly as he fucked his ass. "Oh god!! Your ass is so tight!! FUCK!! I'M CUMMING!!!" Danny was breathing heavily, almost hissing through his teeth, as if saying something to the same effect. As Nick's dick exploded into his friend's willing ass, he felt a stream of white, hot fluid rain down upon his chest. The two men stayed in that position for a long while as they basked in the moment. Danny looked down and rubbed his hands along Nick's body. "Mmmm… that was fucking amazing." Nick simply nodded his head. It was amazing. He wasn't sure if it was better than his earlier experiences, but it certainly wasn't worse – and he certainly wanted to do it again. In fact, his cock was already hard again as Danny slid off him and moved over to one of the chairs near the pool. Nick moved over and sat beside him. He could see that Danny wasn't quite finished yet: his hand was sliding up and down his shaft and he was moaning quietly under his breath. Nick leaned back in his chair, spread his legs, and joined him. Together they looked up at the moon and jerked off, silently erupting with another stream of cum onto their bellies. Nick and Danny only spoke of their experiences to a select few; their girlfriends in particular were interested in hearing the time they had spent together. This was fortunate, because it allowed the two men to sneak away at other opportune times and reinforce their friendship in that special way…