I Dare You..., chapter 5
So, I'm lovin' life now; my parents just gave me I don't know how much money for a shopping spree, I have an incredibly sweet boyfriend, and it's almost Halloween. I love Halloween, you get so much candy and I'm addicted to candy, just like I'm addicted to Green Day. Not many people at school like them, but I adore them.
Anyway, it's the day before Halloween and Billie said he's having a Halloween party; I guess he likes having parties. So, I'm trying to figure out what to go as to the party. He didn't really give me much time to find an outfit, but oh well.
It's now Halloween and it's time to go to Billie's. Tre said he wanted to pick me up, but I wanted to keep it a surprise, so I drove myself. I walked up to the door and Billie answered; he had a beer in his hand (not a surprise). He was dressed as devil; he was really a pretty cute devil. Wait, wait, wait, wait! I love Tre, not Billie. I don't get it; I adore Tre, but I think about Billie just as much as I do Tre.
When Billie opened the door, he eyes went incredibly wide. I had on a button up white shirt, but it was tied up so that all of my stomach showed and it only had one button buttoned, so it was open up there, too. I had on a really short black skirt and fish net panty hose. I also had boots that came almost up to my knee. I had on a lot of make-up. "Hey," I said after a long while of Billie staring at me.
"Hey," he said, still staring. "What are you supposed to be?"
"I'm a hooker. And I like your devil outfit."
"Thanks. Where did you get that outfit at?"
"Oh, this," I said just looking down at my outfit. "It's my uniform for work."
"What?!?!" asked a very shocked Billie. His eyes were incredibly wide.
"I'm kidding! You know I would never do anything like this." Billie sighed, but he kept staring. "Am I aloud in?" I asked.
"Oh yeah," he said, stepping aside and snapping back to reality. I walked into the living room where I saw Mike, Tre, and some other guy I didn't know. When I walked into the room, everyone's eyes lit up.
"I didn't know that you were getting a stripper for the party," said the guy that I didn't know. He had a beer in his hands; so did Mike and Billie.
"Hey," said Tre standing up. "This ain't a stripper. This is my girl." He put his arm around my while saying this.
Billie walked into the room. "Jimmy," Billie said, looking at the guy I didn't know. "This is Allie. Allie, Jimmy."
"Hey," I said to Jimmy. I looked over at Tre, who was still holding me, and said "What are you supposed to be?"
"I'm a musician," he said, letting go of me and doing a little superman pose. I just rolled my eyes at him. "I am; see... " He reached over onto the couch he was sitting on before and grabbed something. "... I got me some drumsticks!" I had to laugh.
"I'm a lifeguard," said Mike. It was kind of obvious he was a lifeguard; he had no shirt one, red shorts with a white strip down the side, flip-flops, and he was wearing sunglasses.
"I noticed," I said.
"He's only a lifeguard cause he wants to show off his body," said Billie. I giggled slightly. Mike didn't say anything back, so I guess he was trying to show off, but had the right to. He has a damn good body.
Jimmy said out of nowhere, "I'm a drunk guy." He was just wearing normal punk clothes; gray shirt, black slightly tight pants, Goth creepers, and crazy socks that you could kind of see when he stood or sat the right way.
"Are you really?" I said trying to be a little funny.
"Well," he said holding up a beer. "I will be." Everyone started to laugh. Jimmy bent down and grabbed a beer from the table and handed it to me. "Want one?"
"Sure," I said taking the beer. I opened it and took a sip.
"Amazing," Jimmy said. "A lot of girls can't open beer bottles."
After taking a long drink, I said "Well, I'm not a lot of girls." Billie hasn't really said anything, but he then went into the other room and grabbed a pack or cigarettes and a lighter.
"Anyone want one?" he asked, coming back into the room, holding the cigarettes up.
"I do!" said Jimmy running over to him. Billie got out two cigarettes and lit them. I was on the couch, sitting next to Tre. He had a beer in his hand and so did I.
"I love how normal your 'costume' is," I said, getting closer to him and slipping my free hand into his.
"Hey," he said, sitting straighter up. "I look awesome in this. And all the girlies say I'm pretty fly for a white guy."
I put my hand on his shoulder on the far side of me and ran my hand across his chest. I stared at his chest, then looked up and got incredibly close and said "Of course they do." I put my lips onto his; his lips are so soft and very kissable. The kiss was very passionate and meaningful. After our lips parted, I looked at him with a look that said 'I want you. ' What neither of us knew was that Mike, Billie, and Jimmy were watching us. They were leaning up against the wall, watching us.
"She wants him, hard," said Jimmy, still looking at us. Billie and Mike turned and looked at him.
"Hard?" asked Mike, confused.
"Yeah," he said, shrugging his shoulders and almost spilling his beer. "She wants to fuck him; I can tell." Billie and Mike turned back and looked at us and realized that Jimmy was right. They shrugged in agreement. Jimmy took a sip of his beer and said, "I think Allie's going to get laid." Billie and Mike agreed. Tre and I weren't paying any attention; we were just staring at each other. And while we kept staring at each other, I felt Tre's hand start to move up.
"Tre!" I said, really kind of loud, giggling, and squirming.
"Hey," Mike said jumping up from the wall. "Let's all play Truth or Dare."
I jumped up from Tre's grasp. "I love that game, 'cause I always win!"
So now we're few hours into the night and the game and it was Jimmy's turn to ask someone a question. "Allie, truth or dare?"
"Umm, truth," I said.
"Tell us one of your secrets that nobody knows," Jimmy said, leaning forward toward me. I could tell he was about one beer away from being drunk.
"Umm, I've already told you guys about my eyes," I said, kind of talking to myself.
While I was thinking, Jimmy said "oh, I almost forgot." He reached into his pocket and pulled something out. They were joints. "Anybody want one?" Billie wanted one, so he handed one over to him, along with the lighter. Jimmy offered one to me and Tre, but we refused. Mike was debating on whether to take one.
"Only one," he said when he grabbed the joint.
"Oh, I got something," I said. Everyone stopped messing with their joints and turned to look at me. I said this kind of soft and with my head down; "When I was little, about 8 or 9, I can't remember, I was raped." I heard a silent gasp from all the guys. My eyes started to get watery thinking about that day. "But he never stuck his thing actually inside of me." I sighed 'I don't really want to describe it; I don't want to remember what happened. After that happened is when I came punk and I started cutting myself. I moved in with these new rich people. I dressed preppy to cover up who I really am. And after all of my 'friends' left me I started cutting myself again. But thanks to you guys, I've stopped for good." I smiled and they all smiled back.
"Ok, who wants to go now?" asked Billie; his speech was getting a little slurred, but not completely. Mike went to reach for another beer, but they were all gone.
"Shit," he said. "We're out of beer."
"No we're not," Billie said after taking a drag of his joint. "There's more in the fridge."
I started to get up. "I'll get it." I walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge to find the beer.
"Need any help?" I jumped at the voice; I wasn't expecting anyone to be behind me. I turned and saw it was Tre.
"Tre," I said breathing heavier than normal. "Don't scare me like that."
"Sorry, baby girl," he said sweetly and putting his arms around me.
"That's a new name; it's cute." I pulled Tre close to me and pressed my lips hard against his. The kiss was very hard and I think Tre got the hint that I wanted to have some fun. This is the first time we kissed like this. I liked it and I think that Tre did too. After the kiss, we were slightly breathing harder. "Play with me," I whispered in his ear.
"Play with you? And how drunk are you?" he asked innocently.
"You know what I mean and I've only had one beer, so I'm not drunk," I said, giving him the 'I want you so bad right now' eyes. He smiled then pushed me against the wall and kissed me even harder than we did before. During the kiss, our hands and other body parts went crazy. I wrapped my leg around his upper thigh. One of my hands was one the back of his neck and the other was going up and down his back. And his hands, they were going everywhere, they were never in the same spot for too long. Tre worked from my lips, to my ears, to my neck, and to my upper chest. I heard "God damn; what's taking them so long with that beer?" I didn't pay any attention to it though. I heard them all get up and walk toward the kitchen; all I concentrated on was Tre making me feel... I don't know how to describe it, but he made me feel special, like no on else would ever be good enough for him, only me.
Jimmy walked into the room first; when he saw us, his eyes went wide and a smile crept onto his face. "Free Porn!" he screamed. When Billie and Mike saw us, their eyes went wide too. I don't know why, 'cause it's not like they've never done this before.
"Get a room!" Billie said walking toward us. He walked past us and opened the fridge and grabbed the beers.
"Can we use the guest bedroom?" Tre asked.
Billie stared at us with his glossy red eyes; he was high and drunk. He sighed and said, "Just don't make a mess." Then he winked.
"Awesome." Tre said. He looked back at me and pick me up and went into the bedroom and shut the door.
Jimmy, Mike, and Billie went back into the living room and Mike said, "They're not coming out for a while, are they?"
Billie smiled and said "Nope. I'm so proud of Tre. He always said he wanted to get laid, now he's going to."
"He learned from you," said Jimmy, taking a drag of his second joint.
"Damn straight," Billie said, finishing off his beer.
Now, for inside the bedroom. Obviously Tre and I are having 'fun'. Do I need to go into further details? You guys can do the details inside your heads, if you want to.
After me and Tre were done, they laid on their backs, staring up at the ceiling. "You said that your first time, right?" asked Tre looking over at me.
"Yep," I said scooting closer to him. I rested my hand and my head on his chest. Tre was really pretty built. He had a really nice body.
"You were pretty damn good," he said smiling.
"Thanks; you too." I loved how it felt when my head went up and down on Tre's chest; he breathed slowly and steadily. After about a few minutes, we feel asleep with Tre's arm around me and me resting on Tre's soft chest.
Anyway, it's the day before Halloween and Billie said he's having a Halloween party; I guess he likes having parties. So, I'm trying to figure out what to go as to the party. He didn't really give me much time to find an outfit, but oh well.
It's now Halloween and it's time to go to Billie's. Tre said he wanted to pick me up, but I wanted to keep it a surprise, so I drove myself. I walked up to the door and Billie answered; he had a beer in his hand (not a surprise). He was dressed as devil; he was really a pretty cute devil. Wait, wait, wait, wait! I love Tre, not Billie. I don't get it; I adore Tre, but I think about Billie just as much as I do Tre.
When Billie opened the door, he eyes went incredibly wide. I had on a button up white shirt, but it was tied up so that all of my stomach showed and it only had one button buttoned, so it was open up there, too. I had on a really short black skirt and fish net panty hose. I also had boots that came almost up to my knee. I had on a lot of make-up. "Hey," I said after a long while of Billie staring at me.
"Hey," he said, still staring. "What are you supposed to be?"
"I'm a hooker. And I like your devil outfit."
"Thanks. Where did you get that outfit at?"
"Oh, this," I said just looking down at my outfit. "It's my uniform for work."
"What?!?!" asked a very shocked Billie. His eyes were incredibly wide.
"I'm kidding! You know I would never do anything like this." Billie sighed, but he kept staring. "Am I aloud in?" I asked.
"Oh yeah," he said, stepping aside and snapping back to reality. I walked into the living room where I saw Mike, Tre, and some other guy I didn't know. When I walked into the room, everyone's eyes lit up.
"I didn't know that you were getting a stripper for the party," said the guy that I didn't know. He had a beer in his hands; so did Mike and Billie.
"Hey," said Tre standing up. "This ain't a stripper. This is my girl." He put his arm around my while saying this.
Billie walked into the room. "Jimmy," Billie said, looking at the guy I didn't know. "This is Allie. Allie, Jimmy."
"Hey," I said to Jimmy. I looked over at Tre, who was still holding me, and said "What are you supposed to be?"
"I'm a musician," he said, letting go of me and doing a little superman pose. I just rolled my eyes at him. "I am; see... " He reached over onto the couch he was sitting on before and grabbed something. "... I got me some drumsticks!" I had to laugh.
"I'm a lifeguard," said Mike. It was kind of obvious he was a lifeguard; he had no shirt one, red shorts with a white strip down the side, flip-flops, and he was wearing sunglasses.
"I noticed," I said.
"He's only a lifeguard cause he wants to show off his body," said Billie. I giggled slightly. Mike didn't say anything back, so I guess he was trying to show off, but had the right to. He has a damn good body.
Jimmy said out of nowhere, "I'm a drunk guy." He was just wearing normal punk clothes; gray shirt, black slightly tight pants, Goth creepers, and crazy socks that you could kind of see when he stood or sat the right way.
"Are you really?" I said trying to be a little funny.
"Well," he said holding up a beer. "I will be." Everyone started to laugh. Jimmy bent down and grabbed a beer from the table and handed it to me. "Want one?"
"Sure," I said taking the beer. I opened it and took a sip.
"Amazing," Jimmy said. "A lot of girls can't open beer bottles."
After taking a long drink, I said "Well, I'm not a lot of girls." Billie hasn't really said anything, but he then went into the other room and grabbed a pack or cigarettes and a lighter.
"Anyone want one?" he asked, coming back into the room, holding the cigarettes up.
"I do!" said Jimmy running over to him. Billie got out two cigarettes and lit them. I was on the couch, sitting next to Tre. He had a beer in his hand and so did I.
"I love how normal your 'costume' is," I said, getting closer to him and slipping my free hand into his.
"Hey," he said, sitting straighter up. "I look awesome in this. And all the girlies say I'm pretty fly for a white guy."
I put my hand on his shoulder on the far side of me and ran my hand across his chest. I stared at his chest, then looked up and got incredibly close and said "Of course they do." I put my lips onto his; his lips are so soft and very kissable. The kiss was very passionate and meaningful. After our lips parted, I looked at him with a look that said 'I want you. ' What neither of us knew was that Mike, Billie, and Jimmy were watching us. They were leaning up against the wall, watching us.
"She wants him, hard," said Jimmy, still looking at us. Billie and Mike turned and looked at him.
"Hard?" asked Mike, confused.
"Yeah," he said, shrugging his shoulders and almost spilling his beer. "She wants to fuck him; I can tell." Billie and Mike turned back and looked at us and realized that Jimmy was right. They shrugged in agreement. Jimmy took a sip of his beer and said, "I think Allie's going to get laid." Billie and Mike agreed. Tre and I weren't paying any attention; we were just staring at each other. And while we kept staring at each other, I felt Tre's hand start to move up.
"Tre!" I said, really kind of loud, giggling, and squirming.
"Hey," Mike said jumping up from the wall. "Let's all play Truth or Dare."
I jumped up from Tre's grasp. "I love that game, 'cause I always win!"
So now we're few hours into the night and the game and it was Jimmy's turn to ask someone a question. "Allie, truth or dare?"
"Umm, truth," I said.
"Tell us one of your secrets that nobody knows," Jimmy said, leaning forward toward me. I could tell he was about one beer away from being drunk.
"Umm, I've already told you guys about my eyes," I said, kind of talking to myself.
While I was thinking, Jimmy said "oh, I almost forgot." He reached into his pocket and pulled something out. They were joints. "Anybody want one?" Billie wanted one, so he handed one over to him, along with the lighter. Jimmy offered one to me and Tre, but we refused. Mike was debating on whether to take one.
"Only one," he said when he grabbed the joint.
"Oh, I got something," I said. Everyone stopped messing with their joints and turned to look at me. I said this kind of soft and with my head down; "When I was little, about 8 or 9, I can't remember, I was raped." I heard a silent gasp from all the guys. My eyes started to get watery thinking about that day. "But he never stuck his thing actually inside of me." I sighed 'I don't really want to describe it; I don't want to remember what happened. After that happened is when I came punk and I started cutting myself. I moved in with these new rich people. I dressed preppy to cover up who I really am. And after all of my 'friends' left me I started cutting myself again. But thanks to you guys, I've stopped for good." I smiled and they all smiled back.
"Ok, who wants to go now?" asked Billie; his speech was getting a little slurred, but not completely. Mike went to reach for another beer, but they were all gone.
"Shit," he said. "We're out of beer."
"No we're not," Billie said after taking a drag of his joint. "There's more in the fridge."
I started to get up. "I'll get it." I walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge to find the beer.
"Need any help?" I jumped at the voice; I wasn't expecting anyone to be behind me. I turned and saw it was Tre.
"Tre," I said breathing heavier than normal. "Don't scare me like that."
"Sorry, baby girl," he said sweetly and putting his arms around me.
"That's a new name; it's cute." I pulled Tre close to me and pressed my lips hard against his. The kiss was very hard and I think Tre got the hint that I wanted to have some fun. This is the first time we kissed like this. I liked it and I think that Tre did too. After the kiss, we were slightly breathing harder. "Play with me," I whispered in his ear.
"Play with you? And how drunk are you?" he asked innocently.
"You know what I mean and I've only had one beer, so I'm not drunk," I said, giving him the 'I want you so bad right now' eyes. He smiled then pushed me against the wall and kissed me even harder than we did before. During the kiss, our hands and other body parts went crazy. I wrapped my leg around his upper thigh. One of my hands was one the back of his neck and the other was going up and down his back. And his hands, they were going everywhere, they were never in the same spot for too long. Tre worked from my lips, to my ears, to my neck, and to my upper chest. I heard "God damn; what's taking them so long with that beer?" I didn't pay any attention to it though. I heard them all get up and walk toward the kitchen; all I concentrated on was Tre making me feel... I don't know how to describe it, but he made me feel special, like no on else would ever be good enough for him, only me.
Jimmy walked into the room first; when he saw us, his eyes went wide and a smile crept onto his face. "Free Porn!" he screamed. When Billie and Mike saw us, their eyes went wide too. I don't know why, 'cause it's not like they've never done this before.
"Get a room!" Billie said walking toward us. He walked past us and opened the fridge and grabbed the beers.
"Can we use the guest bedroom?" Tre asked.
Billie stared at us with his glossy red eyes; he was high and drunk. He sighed and said, "Just don't make a mess." Then he winked.
"Awesome." Tre said. He looked back at me and pick me up and went into the bedroom and shut the door.
Jimmy, Mike, and Billie went back into the living room and Mike said, "They're not coming out for a while, are they?"
Billie smiled and said "Nope. I'm so proud of Tre. He always said he wanted to get laid, now he's going to."
"He learned from you," said Jimmy, taking a drag of his second joint.
"Damn straight," Billie said, finishing off his beer.
Now, for inside the bedroom. Obviously Tre and I are having 'fun'. Do I need to go into further details? You guys can do the details inside your heads, if you want to.
After me and Tre were done, they laid on their backs, staring up at the ceiling. "You said that your first time, right?" asked Tre looking over at me.
"Yep," I said scooting closer to him. I rested my hand and my head on his chest. Tre was really pretty built. He had a really nice body.
"You were pretty damn good," he said smiling.
"Thanks; you too." I loved how it felt when my head went up and down on Tre's chest; he breathed slowly and steadily. After about a few minutes, we feel asleep with Tre's arm around me and me resting on Tre's soft chest.
