[M18] Senior Prom Memory: Fingered My Date, Jerked Off With My Mate (Part 2 of 2)

DISCLAIMER: All people mentioned in this story were 18 at the time of these events. If you only want to read the naughty parts, skip down to the XXX. Part I is here:

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“Uh, Slade?” Kyle said timidly.

I didn’t even turn back to look at him, “Kinda busy here, Kyle.”

“Yeah, I can see that. But we really need to talk – it’s important,” he pleaded.

“Alright,” I gave Chloe an apologetic look. “I’ll be right back, I promise.”

I got up and followed him to a quiet corner of the bowling alley. “Dude, fucking what?” I demanded once we were out of earshot.

Kyle refused to meet my eyes, preferring instead to look down and fiddle with the buttons of his waistcoat. “Sorry to interrupt you and Chloe, but … well, seeing Jenny and Derek … after everything that’s happened tonight … I just can’t stand it and I … I wanna leave,” he sputtered.

[M18] Senior Prom Memory: Fingered My Date, Jerked Off With My Mate (Part 1 of 2)

Wow – I didn’t mean to take quite such a long stroll down Memory Lane, but once I started writing I just couldn’t stop! I shall therefore have to divide my story into two parts. This story takes place on the evening of my senior prom, but Kyle, Jenny, Chloe, Derek, and I were all 18 at the time. If you just want to read the naughty bits, you can skip down to the XXX.

I was raised in a small Midwestern town … I know what you’re thinking, but where I grew up isn’t what one usually thinks when the terms “small town” and “Midwest” are used together in the same sentence. It’s the county seat and second-largest municipality; it’s also near a large manufacturing plant and in the vicinity of several relatively well-known tourist attractions. All this has helped the town and its inhabitants stave off the kind of decay seen elsewhere in the state. I’m not trying to idealize it – the place certainly has issues. But overall, it’s a pretty wholesome slice of Americana and I consider myself fortunate to call it home.