Hydroc
05-24-2010, 05:02 AM
Ok, so this my first post here, and my first dare story, though certainly not the first story I've written. Comments and criticism/praise are appreciated.
Sarah, as usual, was the last person into the class, making it just as the bell rang. She stopped for a second before walking over to her seat in front of me as if she was the first person rather than the last. As she sat down, I leaned forward. “Cutting it a little close?” I asked. She turned in her seat “Please. You know I always make it. Besides, if I wasn’t the last one in then someone else would have to be.”
“Justin? Sarah?” Mr. Brand said, “May I begin now, or is your conversation more important than my lecture?”
“Oh, it’s more important, but you can start anyway” Sarah said, smiling as she did. despite his pretenses, Mr. Brand was actually pretty cool for a teacher, but even so, Sarah liked to push the limit. I just shook my head and took out my notebook. As I started writing, I felt something on my shoulder. I reached back, making to scratch my back, and grabbed the note that John handed me. Mr. Brand shot a glance at me as I unfolded it, but let the action pass. I read the note.
“Tonight at my house, 6:00. S+A” It was a short one, and as instructed I passed forward to Sarah, who shortly after passed it to Abby sitting beside her. Abby shot a glance at me after she read the note, and I just nodded back at John, then shrugged. She raised an eyebrow, but went back to taking notes. I tried to take notes, but couldn’t help wonder why John was inviting us over, since he was usually much more forward with what he had planned. Actually, that was probably an understatement. He had trouble NOT telling everyone he could what he had planned.
After class I grabbed John and asked him what was up. “Just be there man,” he replied “You won’t regret it.”
After school I hurried to finish my homework and told my mom that I was going over John’s house. Since we’d been friends for about as long as I could remember, so even though it was a Wednesday she just told me to have fun. I rode my bike over to his house, since it wasn’t far and I wasn’t sure how long I’d be there so I didn’t want to ask my mom for the car. I was a little late though, getting there about 10 minutes after 6. I noticed Sarah’s car in the driveway, but not his parents’ cars. I leaned my bike against the wall in his garage since he had left it open, and I went in through the generously unlocked garage door into his finished basement.
Sarah was of course inside sitting on the couch, and so was Abby, which wasn’t surprising since they lived down the street from each other. They were also both 17, and were pretty close. The were also both pretty, though in different ways. Sarah was tall(about 5’10”), and slim, with blonde hair to her shoulders and b-cup breasts, by my best estimation. Abby, on the other hand, had black hair halfway down her back and was just 5’1”, and I knew for a fact that her bra size was 32-D, which had amazed me from the time about 3 months ago that I had found out.
Before I even got to say hi, John came downstairs into the basement where we were, noticing me at the door after only a second. “About time you got here.”
“Well I was just trying to be fashionably late. Isn’t that right, Sarah?” Sarah laughed but agreed with me. “Of course. Give the guy a break.”
“Well you’d know all about being fashionably late.” Abby chimed in. I laughed and John put his hands around his mouth and made a mock shout. “Ooooh, buurn.” he said. Even Sarah couldn’t help but laugh, and I walked over and plopped myself on the couch with the girls.
“So John.” I asked. “What’s the deal with the secrecy about coming over here?” John smiled, but didn’t say anything as he sat down in the armchair. “Yeah, come one.” said Abby. “We want to KNOW.” John just shook his head, refusing to answer. Sarah gave a sort of half smile and got off the couch. She got down on her knees in front of John and reached up to him as if pleading. “Please won’t you tell us?” she asked. John just shook his head. Sarah wasn’t ready to give up though, and she leaned forward towards him, still pleading. As was her habit, Sarah was wearing a pretty low cut shirt, so this gave John a perfect view of her cleavage. “Pretty please, with sugar on top?” John stuttered a bit without answering, and Sarah leaned forward a bit more. “And a cheeeerry?”
John finally gave in from the display. “Ok, ok. I invited you guys over here, to play Truth or Dare.”
The actual game will start next time, so STAY TUNED!
Sarah, as usual, was the last person into the class, making it just as the bell rang. She stopped for a second before walking over to her seat in front of me as if she was the first person rather than the last. As she sat down, I leaned forward. “Cutting it a little close?” I asked. She turned in her seat “Please. You know I always make it. Besides, if I wasn’t the last one in then someone else would have to be.”
“Justin? Sarah?” Mr. Brand said, “May I begin now, or is your conversation more important than my lecture?”
“Oh, it’s more important, but you can start anyway” Sarah said, smiling as she did. despite his pretenses, Mr. Brand was actually pretty cool for a teacher, but even so, Sarah liked to push the limit. I just shook my head and took out my notebook. As I started writing, I felt something on my shoulder. I reached back, making to scratch my back, and grabbed the note that John handed me. Mr. Brand shot a glance at me as I unfolded it, but let the action pass. I read the note.
“Tonight at my house, 6:00. S+A” It was a short one, and as instructed I passed forward to Sarah, who shortly after passed it to Abby sitting beside her. Abby shot a glance at me after she read the note, and I just nodded back at John, then shrugged. She raised an eyebrow, but went back to taking notes. I tried to take notes, but couldn’t help wonder why John was inviting us over, since he was usually much more forward with what he had planned. Actually, that was probably an understatement. He had trouble NOT telling everyone he could what he had planned.
After class I grabbed John and asked him what was up. “Just be there man,” he replied “You won’t regret it.”
After school I hurried to finish my homework and told my mom that I was going over John’s house. Since we’d been friends for about as long as I could remember, so even though it was a Wednesday she just told me to have fun. I rode my bike over to his house, since it wasn’t far and I wasn’t sure how long I’d be there so I didn’t want to ask my mom for the car. I was a little late though, getting there about 10 minutes after 6. I noticed Sarah’s car in the driveway, but not his parents’ cars. I leaned my bike against the wall in his garage since he had left it open, and I went in through the generously unlocked garage door into his finished basement.
Sarah was of course inside sitting on the couch, and so was Abby, which wasn’t surprising since they lived down the street from each other. They were also both 17, and were pretty close. The were also both pretty, though in different ways. Sarah was tall(about 5’10”), and slim, with blonde hair to her shoulders and b-cup breasts, by my best estimation. Abby, on the other hand, had black hair halfway down her back and was just 5’1”, and I knew for a fact that her bra size was 32-D, which had amazed me from the time about 3 months ago that I had found out.
Before I even got to say hi, John came downstairs into the basement where we were, noticing me at the door after only a second. “About time you got here.”
“Well I was just trying to be fashionably late. Isn’t that right, Sarah?” Sarah laughed but agreed with me. “Of course. Give the guy a break.”
“Well you’d know all about being fashionably late.” Abby chimed in. I laughed and John put his hands around his mouth and made a mock shout. “Ooooh, buurn.” he said. Even Sarah couldn’t help but laugh, and I walked over and plopped myself on the couch with the girls.
“So John.” I asked. “What’s the deal with the secrecy about coming over here?” John smiled, but didn’t say anything as he sat down in the armchair. “Yeah, come one.” said Abby. “We want to KNOW.” John just shook his head, refusing to answer. Sarah gave a sort of half smile and got off the couch. She got down on her knees in front of John and reached up to him as if pleading. “Please won’t you tell us?” she asked. John just shook his head. Sarah wasn’t ready to give up though, and she leaned forward towards him, still pleading. As was her habit, Sarah was wearing a pretty low cut shirt, so this gave John a perfect view of her cleavage. “Pretty please, with sugar on top?” John stuttered a bit without answering, and Sarah leaned forward a bit more. “And a cheeeerry?”
John finally gave in from the display. “Ok, ok. I invited you guys over here, to play Truth or Dare.”
The actual game will start next time, so STAY TUNED!