I can still feel the sting of losing my friend. We weren't best friends. We were good friends. We were close. I talked to her several times a day. We had a common thread. Our lives, it seemed were somewhat parallel. We had the same experiences. We did the same things. We were parallel over and over again. Years apart, that was it. And I just pray I don't have the same fate.
"Mark, you always pick the shittiest movies." I tell him as I look over at Derek. He nods his head in agreement. Mark was horrible at picking movies. Every one we went to was the worst movie I had ever seen.
"This one will be good, I'm sure of it." Mark tells me defensively as he looks into the rearview mirror.
"Uh huh... Sure." I tell him as I shake my head. I park the car. It seems every time we go I get the same damn spot. The funny thing is, our mall is really busy, so this is an amazing feat indeed. "We will see about that..." I laugh, knowing better.
As we walk in the mall, I know people are looking. One girl. Two guys. Mark and I do not look related because we are not. But I seriously can't help but think about what people are thinking. I know that we don't look like we are together in anyway. There is no affections. I guess friends, but really we aren't. Just a non-related cousin and a fuck buddy. Quite the group. I walk up and pay for the tickets. Grandpa gave me the money. This time instead of scamming, I decide to be a decent human being.
"Do you have your id?" The boy asks me as he looks. My id? Seriously? Seriously? I am twenty years old. This is a rated R movie. And this is fucked. Completely ridiculous.
"What do I look, twelve? Are you fucking kidding me? Do I look like a fucking kid to you? If you think I am walking all the way back out there, you are fucking crazy. You can walk your ass out to my car and get my id." I shout. Okay, I may have over reacted. I tend to do that. Just a little.
"Enjoy the show." He says as he hands me the tickets and nods for me to get the hell out of there. I don't blame them, I am crazy. Woohoo... Out there.
"God, Mer." Derek says in shock. He should know me by now, apparently he doesn't.
"Fuck yes... That was great. Did you see the look on his face? More importantly the piss stain on his stupid ass black pants." Mark chuckles proudly.
Mark eats a lot. Actually, I think at home, they feed him in a trough. I big trough. We call him the bottomless pit. And right now, I am thanking god I don't have to feed him. Because right now, he owes the theater over twenty five dollars for food. Me, I am simple. I always get an icee. I order my favorite cherry icee. Derek follows suit. Mine is red. His is blue. Mix them together and you get purple. Hot and cold make warm.
Mark likes to sit up front. I like to side midway back. And Derek, he seems to like to sit all the way in the back. We all look at each other. I could sit by myself and not care. Well, maybe I would care. A lot. Because I know everyone would be watching my back. Look at that girl. She is alone.
"Middle. Period." I tell them as I shrug and walk to a seat. I am the boss. I am always the boss. And judging by the fact that they are rushing behind like dogs, they seem to know that. "Damn, Mark... Did you really need all of that?" I ask in shock as he begins to work his treasure trove of foodstuffs.
"I did." He tells me with a shrug. I look around the theater. Apparently this is the busy time. It is packed. And when I say packed, I mean packed. I sigh as the place goes dark.
I'm beginning to think I am a bit ADD. Either that, or this movies blows chucks and blows them hard. I look around the theater, trying to find something to entertain myself. Then I make the mistake of looking over. I look over at him. And this is bad.
"Mer..." Derek says softly as he leans in. "I want you."
"What?" I ask in shock as I look at him. As if I don't want him too. But not here. Not right here.
"Blow me... Right here." He says as he looks down at his cock. It's quite obvious that he wants my mouth on it.
"No! I am not kneeling on this disgusting floor. Have you seen it? Gum, and food and pop. It's all sticky. No. You- You eat me. You eat me here. I deserve it more." I pout as I look into his eyes.
"Okay.. I am not doing the through the zipper thing again. No fucking way. My face still hurts when I shave. And you- You won't kneel on the floor, so I doubt you will sit your naked ass on the seat. Come on... Blow me, and I will make it worth your while later. I promise." He said, trying to tempt me. Like I can resist. He doesn't even have to tempt. I kind of enjoy this blowing thing. It makes you feel powerful.
"How? I am not kneeling!" I tell him loudly as I look at his cock.
"Shhhh!" I hear behind me. I know theater talking is annoying. But this movie sucks. And she is rubbing me the wrong way.
"Oh hell no..." I mutter. I receive a warning look from Derek, which I ignore. "Look lady! I will talk if I fucking want to talk. I don't think I need to tell you that this movie fucking blows!" I tell her frankly. She huffs loudly before she and her loser boyfriend stand up and find another spot. And there aren't many.
"Just... Lean." He tells me with a nod as unzips and pulls his rock hard rod through the opening I look at his cock. It is begging me. How do you deny such a beautiful thing? I nod, and he only takes a second to roll a condom on and pull me towards him.
I lean uncomfortably over the arm rest. I open my mouth and tongue his condom covered head gently. I don't have to look at him to know his eyes are rolling back in his head. I gently pull in an inch of his cock. Just an inch, sucking and licking the sensitive tip to no end.
"Oh god, Mer." He grunts as he feels my warm mouth around him. He pushes my head down demanding that I take more of him in. I take as much as I can at the position I am in. His meet is so hard and fresh in my tiny mouth as he throws his hips up a few times. I feel his dong hit the back of my throat, ready to go all the way. He takes ahold of my head and guides my lapping head up and down. I hear his moans and grunts as he enjoys the pleasure I am bestowing upon him.
"What the fuck! Oh my god, Mer! You are blowing him? You sick fucks!" Mark yells loudly as he jumps up. Popcorn, food and icees fly everywhere. My head shoots up in shock. My eyes get wide as I feel a sickness in my stomach. I can feel everyone looking at us. I can't stay. I can't. I quickly jump up and run out. I can't believe those bastards.
To say I am mad... That is an understatement. Those fuckstains don't live here. They will go home and no one will ever know who they were. I live here. There very well may have been people that I know in there. They could have seen me blowing Derek's big cock. God knows they heard Mark and his big mouth when he outed us.
"Hey!" Derek yells as he jogs up to me. I have the keys and I am planning on leaving this place with them or not. "Where are you going?" He asks as he runs beside me.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" I ask in anger as I look at him. "Are you fucking kidding me? I was in the middle of- And he- And now- They all know!" I shout a little too loudly, thankful that no one is around. Not really. Maybe a few stray people.
"Mer... I'm sorry... I- Mark is going to get his ass kicked for that." He tells me with a frown. "But you... You didn't- I need you to finish." He says suggestively as he looked down at his still hard cock.
"Fuck you." I tell him as I spin around to walk away. Derek grabs me and pulls me over to him. Before I know it, he is dragging me along. "We had an agreement. And whether it was your fault of not, I was just blue balled." He says as he drags me into the mens restroom.
"I am not fucking you. Not right now!" I say angrily as I pull away. I feel him push me against the wall by the mirror. As I look around, the bathroom is very clean. I do look at those things. I won't fuck in a shit hole.
"Agreement. You said any time, any place. And I don't think this will be at all detrimental." He tells me as he unzips his dark jeans and pulls his cock through. "Let's fucking do this." He tells me as he rolls the condom on his big, veiny, meaty member. "You know you need it as badly as I do."
"Fucker." I say as I quickly go to work on my jeans. He's right. It's the damn sex fog. He can get me to do anything to him. I let my jeans fall to the floor along with my tiny string bikini panties. I kick them off of my feet and I look into the deep blue eyes of Derek Shepherd. "Just... Fuck me!" I spit as he helps me up and onto his iron rod. I spread my legs far as I wrap them around him, sitting my feet on his ass.
"You tight little fuck!" He spits as he shoves my back against the wall and slams into me. His huge cock fills my tight pussy, pushing it to the brink. "Oh god, Mer..." Derek groans as he holds me tightly. I watch as he looks down at his own cock taking assault on my tiny pussy. I hold him tightly with my arms as he pumps in and out.
"Oh, god, Derek... Your cock... Your cock is so fucking big! Oh god! Oh god!" I yell as I look into his eyes. He has a huge shit eating grin on his face. He convinced me. He ended up getting it anyway. I wonder how the hell he does it. I close my eyes as I feel the pleasure that is Derek, deep inside of me.
"Uh hmm." I hear someone clear their throat. Derek looks in the reflection of the mirror at a theater worker standing there with his arms crossed. "Are you aware that this is a public restroom?" He asks frankly. He is a tiny bit of a man. Honestly, I should be freaking out, but I am so close to orgasm, I don't really care.
"Uh... I think it is fairly obvious that it is a public restroom. I saw the sign on the door." Derek grunted as he continued to pound me. I'm in shock. He's not stopping.
"I'm going to have to ask you to leave." He says quickly. I can see through my hooded, pleasure filled eyes that the boy is nervous. Really nervous. And embarrassed. Probably more so than we are.
"Look, fucker. I am mid-fuck here. Do you mind? Get the fuck out!" Derek shouts angrily. I can see the vein bulging in his neck.
"Oh god, Derek... Oh god..." I pant as I feel him sliding in and out, eliciting all the pleasure he can from me. "Oh...Oh...Oh..."
"I'm going to have to call security." The boy said loudly as he started to turn around.
"Look, you little fuck! I am about ready to fucking cum. If you don't get the fuck out of here, they will have to reconstruct your face! I don't give a... FUCK...Oh god... Get the fuck out!" Derek shouted as he quickened his pace and slammed my back against the glass over and over again.
"Oh god...Oh god! Oh god! Harder...Faster...Harder! Fuck me!" I scream loudly as I feel my body go into violent contractions. I have sweat sliding down my back. My hairline is sweaty. I can feel Derek's cock pulsating in my core as he starts spurting his seeds, filling the condom. "Oh god...yes..." I moan as I lay my head back.
"Fuck yes..." Derek groans as his cock continues to react inside of me. I can see a bit if haste in his eyes as he helps me off of him and my feet fall to the floor. I quickly slide on my panties and jeans. I watch as Derek goes to work on his own. We both quickly work on our belts.
"Excuse me." I hear loudly as I look up at three mall security guards looking at up. I swallow hard. Really hard.
"We were just leaving." Derek tells them with a nod as I slide on my four inch heel boots . He grabs my hand and starts walking.
"You do realize what you just did was illegal." They say frankly as we walk towards them.
"I do, and it was worth it." Derek says arrogantly as he pushes them out of the way. "Fucking rent-a-cops."
"We will be escorting you out." The security guard tells us as the group surrounds us.
"Do whatever the fuck you want." Derek says as he walks beside me, looking over. I am about ready to pee my pants. That sex fog is gone, and reality is setting in really quick. He walks quickly to the escalator. Everyone in the place is looking at us. They know. I know they know.
"I don't ever want to see you two in here again." They tells us as we get to the parking lot.
"Oh, we'll be back." Derek spits as we walk out. Neither of us talk as we walk to the car. I hear Mark's running steps behind us. I unlock the Jeep and climb in. I just got fucked in the bathroom. And I got caught.
"What the hell happened?" Mark asked in shock from the back seat. "You just got escorted out! By security! Everyone is talking..." Derek and I just look at each other. It only takes a second and we are laughing hysterically. Something to remember. Definitely something we will never forget.
And that is why I do not like going to the theater.
"Seriously? You guys were freaking led out by security! What the hell did you do?" Mark asks as I start the car. I can't even look at him. I can't answer. I am shaking. I cannot believe I just did that. I just had sex in a public . Not only did I have sex in public, but I was caught. Not only did I have sex in public, and I was caught, but what's worse is I continued on until I had finished. I was a whore. And now, I am shaking.
"Come on..." Mark whines. I can hear the desperation in his voice. He wants the dirty little details. I wonder if he even has an idea about what happened. I'm sure he doesn't. Maybe he does. I don't really care.
"We got caught!" Derek says proudly. If he was a lion, he would have a big fluffy mane. His chest is puffed out so far, he looks like he has double-ds. It's actually really hot. I mean, the man took charge. He took me in the bathroom, he fucked me, and then he stood there and didn't stop even when the pressure got high. Who else can do that?
"You got caught? As in... Caught? Where?" Mark asks in shock. He is eating this up like candy. It is unbelievable.
"In the bathroom." Derek says with a smirk. "And they wanted us to stop, can you believe it? I fucking kept on... Mer was way too tight to stop."
"Holy shit, Derek. This is fucked. I can't believe you guys fucked in the bathroom. Are you crazy?" Mark asks in shock. He is now leaning between the seats. He wants to know every detail.
"No. Horny. And thanks, you fucking prick!" Derek says as he smacks him in the head. "What the hell were you thinking? You didn't have to yell that shit! All you had to do was get up and walk away. You were a real fucking asshole, Mark!"
"That was screwed up, man. I am watching the movie, and I look over to see my cousin's mouth on my friend's cock. Excuse me for being a little freaked out." Mark muttered as he sat in the back and pouted.
"A normal guy would have enjoyed it. A normal guy would have asked for some of his own. No, you go the bitch route and out us, you little fuck!" Derek says angrily, I can tell he is mad. He should be mad. Mark is a little bitch, just as he said.
"Whoa there!" I say quickly. It has just now hit me. I now realize what he said. He just said that Mark should have asked for his own. "Are you out of your fucking mind?" I spit as I look over at him. "I am not blowing my cousin!"
"What? He isn't related. You could give him a little action. Give me a little action." Derek suggests with a smirk and a wink.
"You are a real ass, you know that?" I ask as I start beating him in the arm with my free hand. "Ass fucking hole!" I scream. "That is sick! Sick sick! That is... He is my cousin. I am not putting my mouth on his cock. I don't even want to see his cock." I scream as I look over at him. He is now leaning away and holding his arms up in a defensive position.
"Stop! I was kidding! I was kidding!" Derek yelled as he continued to lean away.
"You were not." I tell him as I stop and look away. See, that is the thing. We are fuck buddies. No feelings. We don't care if either of us fucks another. I could walk over and grab a random guy at any moment. As long as I'm not denying Derek, it doesn't matter. The same goes for me. If he walked away with a girl, I couldn't care less. As long as I get my screaming orgasm first. "Not that is matters... This is just sex."
"Yes. It is. I am glad you realize that. I wouldn't want you getting feelings or something..." Derek says frankly as we pull into the driveway.
"Yeah... Well, the same goes for you. Not that I expect it. I mean, men can have sex and not care. And I don't give a shit about you. So I assume it goes both ways." I say as I pull into the driveway.
"It does." He tells me as they sit there. I throw the car in park and look over at them both.
"So bye." I tell them as I sit there, waiting for him to get the message. Derek looks at me in shock.
"What? You aren't coming in?" He asks as he looks a me.
"No. I'm going home. So uh... Get out." I tell him with a frown.
"Oh... Okay. I guess I just... I thought we would-" He says quickly. I feel the anger boiling and I have no idea why.
"Fuck? Yeah, we already did that. I want to go home. So get out." I tell them as I wave both of them out. "Later, Mark."
"Bye, Mer." Mark replies as he shuts the door.
I pull off quickly. I'm mad. I know why I am mad. Before you say it, no, there are no feelings. I'm mad because he let us get caught. I'm mad because he is so insatiable. I'm mad because I am so damn insatiable. But even more than anything, I am mad because there are others. I want to be the top whore. I am a good fuck. And I don't want a a relationship. I do not care about him in the least. But I want his attention, and I want it all whenever I want it, without end. To have and to fuck.
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