She [F] sucked [M]e off while her [F]riend watched

In the late aughts, I was an 18 year old punky metal kid wrapping up my senior year of high school. I was fairly typical of the type, chest length hair and tight black clothes. It was on a Friday in the fall that I left school feeling great, hopping on my skateboard to head to my best friend’s house and start the weekend. As I skated down the bike lane, a car pulled up alongside me, two girls inside.

“Do you want a ride?” They asked me. Not about to pass up a ride from two cute and mysterious girls, I accepted. As I hopped in the backseat, they introduced themselves as Jess and Brooke.

They were both 19 year old scene-y emo girls that had graduated the year before. Jess had a voluptuous frame with shoulder length blonde hair, gauges, and a septum piercing. Brooke was more lithe, with breasts that looked like they were a fifth of her body weight. She had long black hair, snake-bite lip rings, and a couple of visible tattoos.

I ca[M]e inside my cute goth [F]riend

Shelby was an attractive gothy type, 20 years old. She was pretty short, probably only a little over 5 feet tall, with chest-length black hair. She had a septum piercing and a lip-ring, as well as a single tattoo on her forearm. She was a fairly modest dresser, usually simply wearing jeans and band tees. This, however, made her more spectacular when she did occasionally wear a sundress in the summertime. We were fairly good friends, and nothing sexual had ever occurred between us before.

I was an also-20 punk kid, just under six feet, with waist-length hair, several tattoos, the works.

This particular evening, Shelby had come over to my apartment and we were sitting together on the couch, smoking weed and watching movies.

At some point, she casually stated, “You know, I had a dream where I offered you a blowjob and you turned it down.”

“Damn, can’t get any in your own dreams?” I teased, chuckling awkwardly.

“I thought it was unrealistic that any man would turn down free head.” Shelby laughed. “I mean, would you?”

“What, are you offering?” I replied, feeling my face flush slightly as I wondered where this was going.