All of them got in the car, way happier than before. Dylan and Natasha didn’t stop hugging, and Joseph gave them a ride home.
“Thank you so much, Joseph,” Dylan said.
“See you next time at Diablo?”
“Definitely.”
“Good, boy. Take care, all of you.”
Back at the apartment, Lucy hugged Natasha, and Julian couldn’t wait for his turn, so he hugged both of them at same time.
“I’m so happy that you’re okay!” Lucy exclaimed, “I was so worried.”
“I’m so sorry for everything that happened…” Natasha said. “I won’t let it ever happen again.”
“That’s great. It’s great because everyone is fine. Let’s have dinner!” Julian exclaimed.
Everyone got in the dinning table. It had been a crazy term. No one knew what to say at first, but then Natasha took the lead.
“So Julian’s first party’s next Saturday,” Natasha said, “we have to plan the food! And the rules. I think the only rule is that no one can have any clothes on, how about you?”
“Collars only,” Oliver added. Natasha stared at him and smiled at the boy’s effort to go with her game. Lucy laughed.
“I’m so nervous!” Julian said, blushing. “I have no idea how to behave.”
“I know. We could start training now, what do you think, Julian?” Dylan asked and winked with a seductive smile. Everyone laughed.
“Oh, screw you, Dylan!” Julian answered.
“Ouch!!” Natasha exclaimed, while Lucy laughed excitedly and even Oliver raised his eyebrows, impressed by how much Julian had changed since they met.
Chapter 17. Julian ‘s Party
Everyone was excited in the apartment. Dylan warned his roommates that he had invited some people over to a small meeting. That didn’t thrill them, but Dylan was firm. Julian, Natasha, Oliver, and Lucy arrived a little early to help. They made guacamole, chips, pizza and bought a lot of soda and beer.
“I’m very nervous,” Julian confessed. “What if no one comes? I invited people from the team and the clubs.”
“I’m much more concerned that it’ll be too crowded in here,” Dylan said. “I also invited some friends.”
At the same moment, the doorbell rang. Julian’s rugby friends. Lucy rushed to turn on the music and put the food and drinks within reach. The apartment was soon full of people and life. Julian went from group to group, talking and greeting them.
When it became clear to Dylan’s roommates that this wasn’t just a small reunion, but a real party, Carl left the room, very annoyed. He was considered the house’s leader, kind like Oliver in apartment 39. He glanced around, disapproving the music, the people, and went to talk to Dylan.
“How could you throw a party at our apartment without everyone’s permission?” Carl said, approaching him. He was wearing a gray shirt and khaki pants. Dylan sighed in relief for being close to Oliver and Lucy.
“But you allowed it!”
“You said it was a little meeting with some friends!” Carl snapped.
“Well, I have a lot of friends!” Dylan replied. “Relax, man. Here,” he went to the counter and grabbed a slice of pizza and beer. “Have fun. Tell Samantha and Thomas to come too.”
“They already went to the library to study. That’s what I should do too,” Carl said, rolling his eyes, but eventually accepted the pizza.
“You need to rest and relax,” Dylan said. “Tell me, bro, are you into someone?”
The three of them stared at Dylan. Oliver smiled, and Lucy didn’t contain the laugh. Carl raised his eyebrows.
“Why?” Carl asked. Dylan chuckled, surprised.
“Well… I can introduce you to a friend. You two can have some fun.”
“Really?” Carl asked and opened the beer. “Who?”
Dylan pointed to Julian, who was talking to another group of friends. Carl stared at Dylan.
“He’s from my algebra club,” Carl said and took another sip, thoughtful for a second. “Do you think he likes me? He’s cute.”
Lucy squealed in excitement and they stared at her, but Dylan laughed.
“I’ll introduce you, come on,” Dylan said, taking his arm, and looked at Lucy and Oliver, winking.
“Wait, wait, do I look good?” Carl asked.
“Beautiful. Come.”
Lucy and Oliver watched them walk away. Oliver got Lucy’s hand, and they went into the kitchen, sitting behind the counter. There was no one there, but they could see the whole party going on.
“I can’t believe it!” Lucy exclaimed. She wore a little red dress that matched her lipstick and contrasted with her long hair and black eyes.
“Honestly, neither do I. Dylan knows how to do these things,” Oliver said, looking at Lucy, and tucked her hair behind her ear.
Lucy stopped looking around the room and focused only on Oliver.
“I’m still feeling guilty about our fight. It was stupid.” Oliver said. Lucy smiled.
“Me too. I love you,” Lucy said. “I’m sorry too. I was very mean to you,” she said, running her hand over Oliver’s leg.
“No. You’re a good girl.”
Oliver also put his hand on her leg and, while looking into her eyes, he ran it until he reached under her dress. Lucy blushed, giggled, and looked around to check if anyone was seeing them both, but they were alone in the kitchen.
Oliver continued to her panties. Lucy immediately felt the pleasure, a hot wave through her body, and she couldn’t stop laughing nervously at being in public.
“Shh. No one can know.” Oliver muttered as he ran his hand in circles over her clit. Lucy began to feel very aroused. Oliver moved closer, kissing her neck and then her ear as he intensified the movement.
Lucy tried to control herself not to cum right there, but the party’s movement faded, nothing else existed at that moment but Oliver, his scent, his body, and the muffled sound of the music. She struggled to make no noise, but it was hard to stop moaning. Then the wave of pleasure rushed through her, striking her, and she shivered for a few seconds, being carried away by the sensation.
Oliver stopped and smiled at her, with desire. Lucy blushed.
“Should we go to a calmer place?” Oliver asked.
“Sure,” Lucy said, smiling from ear to ear.
They both held hands, and Lucy felt that Oliver’s hand was hot and wet with her liquids. It caused another wave of pleasure on her body, her stomach tightening.
They spotted Dylan. He was smiling and pointed at Julian and Carl. Dylan was very excited, practically jumping in place. Julian and Carl were talking, alone, in a corner, but they started heading to Carl’s room.
Natasha immediately appeared near Dylan, unable to believe it either. She pointed at the door that had just closed, putting her hands in front of her mouth.
Oliver also nodded to Lucy, blinked, and nodded at the door. Natasha and Dylan got it and laughed. They left the apartment toward their room.
“I think we’re the only ones left,” Natasha told Dylan, who stared at her. He didn’t know how the situation was, he didn’t know if he should continue this relationship or if he should move away. Natasha was a very complicated person, rebellious and full of personal problems. But he couldn’t stop thinking about her. Day and night.
Dylan approached Natasha’s mouth slowly, but she didn’t want to wait, and she kissed him. Soon the kiss evolved, and he grabbed her ass as she wrapped one leg around his waist, gripping the back of his neck.
“Damn, Carl is in my room,” Dylan said, pausing the kiss for a second. He was very hard. Natasha was so close to him.
“Let’s race to my room,” Natasha said and didn’t wait for the answer.
“We’re the hosts and we’re leaving the party!” Dylan exclaimed, but Natasha paid no attention. Then he shrugged, laughing, and ran after the girl who started heading toward the door.
He didn’t think they would literally race, but that’s what Natasha did. She ran across the
lawn, laughing, feeling the winter chill on her face, with Dylan behind. She only stopped when she opened the door to the living room and went to her room.
Once inside, they didn’t wait one second. Like two hurried teenagers, they ripped off their clothes as they kissed, Dylan already on top of Natasha, the girl wrapping her leg around his waist. They could barely stop for enough time to put the condom on.
Dylan thrust his cock into her, deep, closing his eyes as the sensation of pleasure hit him at once. He made deep hard movements as she moaned and scratched his back. Dylan felt the mixture of pleasure and pain as his back burned from the scratches.
He thought he should do something about this situation, to show he was in charge, so he stopped moving. Saying nothing, he grasped Natasha’s body and with a tug, turned the girl so she now was lying on her tummy. Natasha laughed and protested, surprised. Dylan slapped her on the ass, hard. Natasha squealed.
“You’re extremely naughty, you know that?” Dylan said as he slapped her again. Natasha moaned but began to laugh with pleasure, unable to control herself. Dylan smiled. “You’re laughing, are you? I’ll have to teach you a lesson.”
“Teach me, then!” she exclaimed but it was followed by a cry of surprise. Dylan had taken the belt that had been tossed with his clothes on the bed and given her a hard stroke. The pain hit her, but she loved that feeling. He kept hitting her and she kept screaming in pleasure. Dylan hit her with one last stroke, and he couldn’t take it anymore. He was going to cum there if he continued, so he threw his belt on the bed, pulled the girl’s ass up, and thrust his cock into her sex.
She also screamed, not expecting to be filled so suddenly, but doggy style was one of her favorites. Natasha’s leg began to tremble in the same motion as her ass, and she cummed, moaning, with her eyes closed. Dylan continued the movement until he also cummed deep.
He felt dizzy with pleasure and collapsed on the bed beside her, taking a deep breath. She was lying on her stomach, calmer, practically asleep already. Dylan looked at her. It was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, her shiny golden hair spread across her bareback.
They stayed there for a while, enjoying the moment. Dylan didn’t know if there would be another, but he didn’t care.
“Dylan...” Natasha called. Dylan realized that he had dozed off for a moment. “We need to go back to the party.”
Dylan nodded. They put on clothes and left the room. Oliver and Lucy were in the living room, also looking happy and refreshed. The two couples exchanged glances. They knew what the other was doing. Together they left toward Dylan’s apartment.
Fortunately, the house was still standing. Some people had already left because the food was ending or because they had grown tired, or because they had urgent matters to resolve, such as the two couples earlier.
When the last group of people left, they turned off the music and turned on the lights. There was a lot of trash lying around. They started cleaning it up, still with no sign of Julian and Carl.
“Are they still in the room?” Natasha asked with a funny smile. They shrugged.
After everything was reasonably in place, they faced each other.
“Did he have a heart attack?” Lucy asked.
“Let’s leave them alone,” Oliver said. “Let’s go to our apartment to give them some privacy, right?”
They agreed. They left the apartment, closing the door behind them. Soon the winter break would be there.
“It was a crazy term,” Dylan said and ran a hand over Natasha’s shoulder, smiling. Natasha nestled her head into his chest. They both appreciated how they felt warmer and more comfortable walking that way. Oliver and Lucy were holding hands and smiling. It had snowed.
They heard someone screaming their names behind them. They turned around, confused.
It was Julian, running. He had a smile from ear to ear and practically jumped to reach his friends.
“Guys, wait for me, wait for me!” he said, holding out his hand. The four halted, also laughing excitedly.
“Dude, tell me everything!” Dylan exclaimed.
“Julian!!” Natasha screamed.
“You took so long, I was worried,” Oliver said.
“You took a shower, didn’t you? You look cute with that scarf!” Lucy said. Julian wore a thick wool scarf that covered his mouth.
“I’ll tell you everything, but now let’s have a pizza. I’m starving, and it was one of the best days of my life.” Julian said, smiling, and everyone laughed as they walked through the night with no worries in the world.
The End
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