[Fiction] Steve's Memorable Month

[forever87]

My name is Steve, I am now in my senior year at high school. My twin sister (Claire) and I moved to a new town 6 months ago as a result of our Dad's job. It sucked. We had to move away from friends and even harder we had to prepare for our final year exams in a completely new school. Claire slotted in easily, but I found it tough to make new friends. I resorted to messaging and calling old friends from our last town and spending a lot of time on the home computer and, my particular vice, online video games. This vice had taken a bit of an interesting turn recently...as you will see.

The weather was warming up and we were heading towards summer. I was never a sporty guy, but I enjoyed kicking a ball around the park. I was quite shy and didn't feel confident in asking the new guys to join in. So here you find me at the end of lunch time on a Monday. I'm in the school library, pretending to swot for my forthcoming exams.

The reality is I'm not concentrating on my book at all. I'm thinking of what happened last night during a particularly intense online gaming session. I tend to play against two friends from back home, though we leave our game open and let a few others from cyberspace join in. We play a range of first person shooters, the details aren't important. What was important was that one of my friends, Brian suggested to make things a bit more interesting, the loser of the most games does a dare. We agreed the loser would jerk off in the girls bathroom at school. To cut a long story short, I lost. Trying to bust my way out of doing this, I asked for double or quits, if I won the next game then the dare's off, if not then I would get a double dare. Despite a close battle, I didn't win. A new player from the depths of cyberspace jumped in to trounce us all. My failure to win meant a double dare...this is what I'm about to do now...

The end of lunch bell rang. I waited until the other students had got up to leave. I slowly opened my bag, slipping in the history text book and as quickly as I could I removed the black, lacy french knickers I had concealed in a side pocket, stuffing them in my trouser pocket. They were my sister's, straight from her laundry bag, as instructed by Brian (some friend huh). I could feel sweat beading on my brow, I ran my hand through my tousled, blonde hair and stood to leave. I felt conspicuous, like everyone had x-ray eyes on my pocket. I weaved around the individual desks and past the librarian, a fierce woman in her fifties. She gave me a strange look, I could feel heat rising on my face, she couldn't have known, but it felt like the world knew what I was about to do.

I was relieved to get in to the cool of the corridor, students were bustling away into classrooms. I stood for a minute, two...the corridors were nearly empty. I turned left, then right towards the music block. I hoped this would be the quietest bathroom at this time. I thought about stopping to check, but I had decided to burl in with abandon - if anyone was in there I would apologise and say I got the wrong door. With a deep breath I went in. To my relief, it was empty. One of the smaller bathrooms, there were just three cubicles in a row to my right. At the end stretched a long mirror at right angles which disappeared into an alcove behind the final cubicle. There were two sinks below the mirror. Quickly I went into the far cubicle, nearest the mirror and set about my dare. As instructed, I closed the lid of the toilet, on top of this I placed my sister's panties and a sign I had pre-written propped against the cistern which read "my sister's panties" with an arrow pointing down. I pulled out my phone and took the first snap as instructed to: I crouched next to the lid, faced back and held out my camera phone, to snap my face next to the panties and sign. I checked to make sure it had got everything in. For the first time I noticed I was actually getting aroused...the adrenaline coarsing my veins had masked it, but now as I calmed, I could feel myself growing hard, creating a bulge in my black, tailored school uniform trousers.

I stood and felt ready for the next bit. I unzipped my fly and dropped my trousers and boxers half way down my thigh. I held my white shirt up with my left hand. My penis jerked to attention and without another thought I grabbed hold and started pumping. I started quickly but after 30 seconds I relaxed in to it. Feeling more at ease I closed my eyes and drifted off in to a fantasy.

A few minutes passed and I felt a warm glow start to well up inside me. I knew it would not be long but...suddenly I stopped. Was that the door to the bathroom? I was sure I had heard someone, but before I could listen for any more clues the smash, smash bang of drums filled my ears. The bathroom backed on to the music rooms which were badly insulated. The enthusiasm but clear lack of skill of the drumming student was somewhat off putting but I just wanted to get this done and get out of here. With noise filling my ears I immersed myself back in the fantasy and with relief I quickly reached my peak. As the orgasm surged I opened my eyes and directed my load down on to the panties. I nearly fell as my legs went weak. I regained my composure and quickly dressed myself. I couldn't delay, I was already late for my lesson.
I took the final photo, the same as the first but this time my cum glistening in sharp contrast to the deep black of the panties. I felt guilty and dirty at the same time, but with a distinct glow of pleasure in the background. I had definitely enjoyed it!

I cleaned up and put the panties in a plastic bag and back in my school bag pocket along with the sign. I looked at my watch, I was nearly 15 minutes late...I had to think up an excuse for my teacher, Mr Swinnett. I opened the cubicle and turned left, heading straight for the door, but then a voice stopped me in my tracks.

'You know this is the girls bathroom, right?'

I jumped and my heart leapt up in to my mouth. I turned to see a girl leaning against the sinks. She was petite, about 5' 2" but with wide hips and a well developed chest. Her straight, dark hair fell just below her shoulders and framed a pale face. She had dark eye make up and I now noticed some pink highlights just at the tips of her hair on one side. She wore the school uniform of white shirt and black skirt, but her shirt was buttoned low with the school tie pulled down to frame the neck line and tied short. Her skirt also was kept short and she wore black tights on black slightly healed shoes, somewhere just outside school regulations. But the most striking thing about her was her eyes. The only way I could describe them would be blue ice. She looked me up and down. I suddenly felt awkward in my tall but slim frame, and became aware of the wet patch in my pants

'Erm..uh...yeah must have got the wrong door' I stammered. I turned and started to leave.

'It's Steve...right?'

I turned back, slightly shocked that anyone, let alone an attractive girl knew my name. I knew her name was Michelle, some of the guys in my class had talked about her as one of them had tried to ask her out, but had been unceremoniously kicked to the curb by all accounts. She was a year younger.

'Uh...yeah...I mean.. yes...and you're Michelle right?'

'That's right...' I could see a small smirk on her lips.

'So Steve...um..' she looked down a little 'so I wander, I've got something I need help with, could you maybe meet me after school on the ridge near the look out point?'

I hadn't expected her to say anything other than get the hell out, all I could think of was to say:

'you need some help with some school stuff...um...homework or something?' I must have sounded so awkward. Why did I say that?

'Er, yeah, something like that...so maybe 3:30?'

'I've got games, I'll need to change...'

'Oh don't worry just come as you are it'll be pretty quick really, you can change back home.'

'Er..ok no problem...see you then'

Flustered, I started to walk back in to a cubicle, now beetroot red I turned back to Michelle who was concealing laughter.

'Steve...'
'Uh huh?'
'Get the hell out of the girls bathroom...'
I managed an embarrassed smile before dashing out of there as fast as I could and to face the wrath of Mr Swinnett.

To be continued.....