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EROTIC SHORT FICTION 9

The below heterosexual tale of innocent physical exploration and emerging self-confidence is very mild in nature. At least, I feel as though it is. I usually try to leave gaps between these and my general posts, but ideas for the centrepiece love scene’s bookend stuff just kept shooting at me as I sipped my morning coffee. I ended up skipping breakfast so as to get it all written down, so y’all best be grateful! Cheers, darlings.

It’s Always the Ones You Least Expecct

An arrogant young man is commandeered by two female acquaintances in order to perform a unique biology experiment.

DISCLAIMER: ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+ AND ALL OPINIONS EXPRESSED WITHIN THE ENTIRELY FICTIONAL SERIES OF EVENTS BELONG TO THE NARRATOR AND NOT THE AUTHOR.

Johnny Slater would certainly define himself as “an athlete”, if asked. Nothing else mattered in his mind than physical activity. Were he pressed on the matter, he would sigh and say that it just made him happy. He was not a noticeably buff young man, but he was now at peace with his skinny frame. There were muscles in there somewhere, it just did not seem so from the outside. Perhaps they would come to the surface eventually, he mused.

Not that Johnny had the wits to understand what “mused” meant.

The day of our story, Johnny had been playing football over the course of an afternoon. It was part of his college work, so not to be considered “frivolous behaviour”. Mr Taylor was substituting again, due to the contracted sports tutor taking time off to sort out personal issues. Johnny’s team lost the second match, which he did not put down to his own performance.

Such an admission could never enter his mind.

In the showers after, a couple of the homosexual students subtly, and not so subtly, admired Johnny’s body, for which our protagonist blew a generous kiss in return. You have to give them something, he reasoned.

It was a long walk home, but Johnny refused to take a bus. Walking meant more exercise and a feeling of achievement. This became harder in the winter months, but that just provided a challenge for Johnny to overcome. Wind, rain, snow, hail? Nothing could stop him improving himself.

“Wait up, you twat!” Came two voices thundering up behind him.

He turned to greet them. It was Alison and Karen, two girls studying one of the sciences at Johnny’s college. He could never remember exactly which science, no matter how many times they told him. Alison was dowdy and pale, with ginger curls shielding the world from her freckle-sprayed, bespectacled face. Karen was vivacious and confident, with smoky Mediterranean features and the top three buttons of her shirt always unbuttoned. Johnny had noticed that detail in particular.

Who knows why the two very different girls were friends, but it seemed to work for them both.

“You alright, ladies?” Johnny said, allowing them to join him at either side.

“Yeah, we’re good, you off home?” Said Karen, flicking her raven hair back over her shoulder.

Johnny nodded.

“All done for the day.” He said, trying to decide which girl had the most evocative perfume.

“So are we.” Said Alison, in a weak murmur.

“Did you learn much today?” Said Johnny, trying to avoid revealing his ignorance of whichever science the girls were usually so enthused about.

“Nah, it was just boring computer training.” Said Karen, her skipping pace kicking up her skirt now and then.

“I thought it was good.” Said Alison, sniffing defiantly.

Johnny nodded and smiled.

“Did you hear Callum Peterson was caught wanking during a lecture?!” Said Karen, keen to change the subject.

Johnny laughed and shook his head.

“No, but that doesn’t surprise me.” He said, quite well-up on college gossip. “He’s horny as fuck.”

“Yeah, and always talking about sex.” Said Alison, clearly something of a prude.

“Did either of you catch it?” Said Johnny, curious to see where this subject was going.

“No.” Said Karen, scrunching up her nose. “Shame really. I’ve only seen my brother wanking.”

“Gross.” Said Johnny.

“Oh I walked in on him by mistake.” Said Karen, matter-of-factly. “He covered himself up straight away.”

Johnny nodded and tried to gauge how much more of this talk Alison could take.

“I’d like to see a guy doing it though.” Said Karen, brazen as always. “How about you, Alison?”

Alison shrugged and sniffed again.

“Sure.” She said, looking down at her sensible footwear.

“I don’t mind doing it for you, if you’re up for it.” Said Johnny, not the first time he had made such an offer.

This time, his obscene gambit would not pay off with a slap across his face.

“Aww, aren’t you a dear?!” Said Karen, linking arms with Johnny. “I know somewhere up in the woods we can go!”

Johnny turned to Alison, who was clearly attempting to make negative eye-contact with her friend.

“You fancy it?” Johnny said to Alison, as sensitively as he could.

“Oh alright.” She said, allowing her arm to be taken by Johnny’s. “It won’t take too long, will it?”

Johnny shook his head.

“Nah, I’m ready to burst.” He said, then wondered whether such an admission would have a negative impact on his reputation. “I mean, after all the running around on the pitch, that is.”

Alison’s chilly demeanour finally broke, erupting into uncontrollable laughter.

“Sorry.” She said, returning to her usual stoic aura. “That tickled me.”

“She’s a dirty bird really!” Said Karen, guiding us through alleyways and out into the countryside.

The woods were not far off, and the trek through the tangled flora to Karen’s leafy dell of choice a simple one. A shimmering stream gurgled happily through it. Shafts of light bathed the space in a dream-like warmth. All of this natural beauty went over Johnny’s head. No public paths were nearby, making the area safe for whatever was about to take place. A fallen tree provided a leaning opportunity, which the two girls took.

“So, shall I just whip it out?” Said Johnny, rubbing the outside of his trousers. “Or strip off completely?”

The girls gave each other knowing glances, then giggled somewhat nervously.

“What do you reckon?” Said Alison to her friend, not being one to take charge of anything except her own academia.

“I say off with the lot!” Said Karen, looking the boy up and down.

Not shy of his body, Johnny did not hesitate further. He kicked off his shoes and peeled off his socks. He unbuttoned his shirt and cast it over the fallen tree. He dropped his trousers and gingerly stepped out of them. The girls could tell their prey already had an erection. They giggled again. Johnny slipped off his underpants and added them to the pile.

“Nice one.” Said Karen, patting the space between her and Alison. “Come here and show us what you disgusting boys do.”

Johnny did what he was told and leaned back against the decaying trunk. The girls moved in closer to examine his nude midriff.

“Is that the foreskin then?” Said Karen, giving the tip of Johnny’s penis a gentle play.

“Yeah, it slides back easily.” He said, demonstrating.

Alison squeaked, naively. Johnny laughed in retaliation, just enjoying the girls looking at his body.

“Shall I start then?” He said, looking from girl to girl.

“Yeah, go for it!” Said Karen, as Johnny began to rub his hand up and down the length of his dick.

Both girls began to chuckle in nervous anticipation. They were not too sure what situation they had gotten themselves into.

“Does much come out?” Said Alison, always the researcher.

“Yeah, I cum a lot.” Said Johnny, the girls’ hungry glances building up pressure within him. “But I’ll tell you when it’s about to happen, don’t worry.”

Johnny fought back an orgasm as best he could, if only just to entertain the two girls for as long as possible. Karen reached down and cupped his balls, which made Johnny’s struggle more intense.

Now this was a challenge!

“I’m about to go.” Johnny said, aiming as best he could away from his audience. “You ready?”

“Yup!” The two girls said in unison.

With a great cry of relief, Johnny squirted semen over an impressively-wide area of ground. Alison cupped her mouth, shocked. Karen reached down again to catch some of the sticky fluid in her hand.

As Johnny rested his head back against the tree, Karen licked her fingers clean.

“Mmm, yummy! It tastes sweet!” She said, patting Johnny’s head condescendingly. “Good boy!”

Once the final drips had emerged from his cock, Johnny dressed himself and walked with the girls back into town. They all agreed never to speak of the event to anyone, then said their goodbyes. Later that evening, Johnny would masturbate to the memory of that afternoon. As would the two girls.

A week later, much to Johnny’s surprise, Alison plucked up the courage to approach him in one of the college halls. Karen was nowhere to be seen. Johnny wondered whether the two girls had had a falling out. Possibly over him. Well, hopefully over him.

“Hey, did you want to go up to the woods again?” Said Alison, her appearance less dowdy than usual.

Hair up. Glasses off. Makeup on. Had she put the effort in just for him? Her top three shirt buttons were even undone, just like Karen’s. One could argue that, in reality, nothing cosmetic about Alison had changed at all, but Johnny was simply perceiving her in a different light. He was not particularly self-aware, after all.

“Uh, sure.” Johnny said, confused. “Today?”

Alison nodded, vivaciously.

In the secluded dell, Johnny and Alison once again leaned against the fallen great tree. Johnny began unbuttoning his shirt, assuming it was what Alison was hoping for.

“I’ll take mine off too.” She said, placing her clothes next to Johnny’s.

The boy looked her up and down, admiring her surprisingly-attractive physique. It was usually buried under many layers, even during the height of summer. She had groomed well between her legs too, which nerdy girls were not known for doing.

“You’re a lot more confident today!” Johhnny said, as the girl ran a hand over his tight chest and flat stomach. “I like it!”

“I guess I’ve been thinking about you.” She said, her fingers now teasingly-close to the root of Johnny’s penis. “I want to taste your cum so much!”

Johnny began wanking away, using his free hand to stroke and squeeze Alison’s chest.

“Do you like my tits?” She said, as if a different person altogether had taken control of her. “They’re all yours!”

“Yeah, I l-l-love them.” Johnny said, with a nervous stutter that ran contrary to his usual irritating self-confidence.

“Tell me when you’re about to shoot, and I’ll get down on my knees.” Said Alison, noticing the boy’s precum dripping down onto the grass.

“I’m about to go now!”

Alison lowered herself down and opened her mouth wide in front of Johnny’s soaking dick. A few seconds later, the boy moaned in ecstasy, with his warm load squirting into Alison’s mouth and over her lips. She swallowed and licked herself clean, then sucked the remainder out of Johnny’s quivering body.

“Karen was right, it is sweet!” She said, getting up from her knees and giving Johnny a supportive hug. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, it just takes me a few minutes after to reset.” He said, his mind no longer of this world. “That was great.”

“And you always think I’m a robot!” Said Alison, her genuine smile so unusual a sight.

The two got dressed and, as with the previous week, walked back into town. This time, however, Johnny tried to give Alison a romantic kiss and a hug. The girl pulled away, placing her hands on her hips. It was a very dominant stance, which made Johnny shrink demurely.

“No, sweetie.” She said, a mischievous twinkle in her eye. “Don’t get the wrong idea!”

Johnny was not used to rejection from a girl.

“You’re just a dumb boy who wanks for me occasionally.” Alison said, pointing at him accusingly. “And whom I let touch my tits, got it?!”

Johnny nodded, indeed truly dumfounded.

“Yes, mistress.” He said, at last.

“I’ll tell you when I want to watch you again, so don’t be touching yourself until I say!”

More nodding.

“And wash your dick beforehand, it stunk today!”

Johnny felt as though his bobbing head was about to become detached from his neck.

As the young woman stomped off towards her home, Johnny went over the preceding hours in an attempt to understand the situation he had gotten himself into. There had been a more confident woman inside Alison all along, with Karen aiding to free it with her original suggestion of taking Johnny up to the woods. It’s always the ones you least expect. The boy felt out of control, for the first time in his life.

It was a sensation he quite enjoyed.

THE END