“Fuck!” I groaned. I was not ready for the first day of school to start next week. But luckily this weekend we were all going to party it up. Ryder’s parents were going to go out of town this weekend, so it was pretty much a no brainer Ryder would have a party.
Ryder and I were becoming good friends. We practically hung out every day, which was good for me because I saw Sarah every day. She was still a bitch to me, but I was just glad she was talking to me, even though it was negative. At least she wasn’t ignoring me.
My phone started to vibrate on my night stand. Rolling over in bed, I groaned and grabbed my phone. With my eyes closed, I opened my phone. “Hello?” I gruffly asked.
“Hey, dude! Are you still sleeping?” Ryder laughed.
“Um, yeah,” I said. “What do you think, smartass? We had a long night last night with the bonfire and all.”
Chuckling, Ryder said, “Yeah, and we got a long night ahead of us. Speaking of—” he sang. “I need you to come over early.”
“Why?” I groaned.
“Oh, quit your bitching, you big ole, saggy *!” he yelled. “I need help with Jell-O shots and all that shit. Plus we need to get food and chips and crap.”
I started to groan again. “All right, man.” Pulling the phone from my ear, I looked at the time. 10:30. I put the phone back to my ear. “Can you give me like a half hour?”
“Oh, all right, cocksucker. But dude?”
“Yeah?”
“You need to grow a cock and balls if you want anything to do with Sarah,” he laughed.
“Oh, fuck you, dude!” I laughed out. I didn’t wait for his reply before I hung up the phone on him. Tossing the blanket off me, I saw the tent in my pants. I knew I was hard. Pulling the phone back into view, I saw I had a few minutes. Oh what the fuck.
Pulling my cock out the slit in my boxers, I licked my hand. I needed it wet for what I was about to do. Grabbing the base of my cock, I started to twist the skin slightly in my hand as I slowly moved my hand up and down. I knew this wouldn’t last long.
As I closed my eyes, I stroked my cock. I started to picture Sarah. She was gorgeous. I had jerked off to thinking of her pretty much every time I did it since we’d met. Even though she hated me, she was still sexy as hell.
I started to picture her nice, plump ass in her skimpy shorts. How the cheeks would go up and down when she walked. How I just wanted to slam my hips into her when she bent over in front of me. How her mouth would open wide and her head would fall back when she laughed. I especially loved when her tits would bounce up and down. My mouth watered every single time because all I wanted to do was suck on them. Those plump red nipples. But my favorite? Was when a little bit of skin from her stomach would show. It just made me skim my eyes down to her *. The tight wet one. The one I wanted to be buried deep inside. The one I wanted to suck and lick on. Lather up all of those sweet juices.
Moving my hand up and down at a rapid pace, my breathing quickened. My arm started to burn. I was going so fast I started to lose my breath. I started panting. My legs were burning. My arm felt like it was about to fall off. Dropping my head to the pillow behind me, I groaned, “Fuck.” As I continued to move my hand up and down, I felt the warm cum spilling out onto my stomach.
I continued to timidly move my hand up and down my cock. It started to twitch and my hips started to shake. I released a small moan. I couldn’t believe how powerful this orgasm was. It seemed to always get better when I thought of Sarah.
Releasing my cock, I looked down. I couldn’t believe how much I came. I started to sit up when my phone buzzed. Reaching for my cell I flipped it open.
Ryder – You better be here soon douchefuck!
I released a deep breath. I couldn’t believe this guy was my friend. He was strange and weird. He was the total opposite of me. I think that’s what I liked best about him. He kept things interesting.
Me – I’ll be there soon asshole.
Ryder – fuck you.
“Oh my God,” I let out. This was going to be a long night.
***
“I think it’s time we have a drink,” Ryder said as he pulled two beers from the fridge. We had just finished setting everything up. By we I mean Sarah. She made the Jell-O shots and got the food.
All Ryder and I did was buy the alcohol. Ryder’s sisters Callie and Sadie were 21, so they got the alcohol for us. Apparently they owed Ryder for something—he wouldn’t tell me what it was. Frankly, I didn’t care, either. We got a few cases of beer, whisky, vodka, tequila. Pretty much, you name it, we had it.
“Fuck, yeah.”
Tossing me a beer, Ryder said, “Last party before school starts, so let’s go out with a bang,” as he opened his. Taking a healthy gulp, he swallowed. “Fuck, this shit tastes like ass.”
We had gotten the cheap beer. The kind that tasted like seltzer water. Cracking open my beer, I took a gulp. It burned as I swallowed it down, but it wasn’t bad. “You’re such a *, Ryd.” I laughed.