Outcasts Part Six Jeff Exilimar
Mike woke up and got ready for school. He'd slept kinda poorly, especially after Ellen had tried to slip out and return home at about 1:30am. He'd asked her to stay, but she insisted she had to return to her "domicile of record", or she'd anger her guardians. Mike comforted himself that today things would begin changing, for the better. He hoped. Quickly moving through his morning routine, he zipped out the door and off to school. Once there he waited by the parking lot gate until he saw Ellen's car pull up. He quickly ran over to greet her, but noticed something was troubling her as he approached.
"Hi Ellen! You ok?"
"No, Mike. Last night was miserable. The minute I got back they were yelling and screaming and the names came." Ellen buried her face in Mike's shoulder, causing passing students to raise eyebrows. "I just don't know what to do."
"Well, I know it sounds silly to say, but things will work out. I've got faith."
"I guess you're right.", Ellen sniffled.
"That I have faith?"
"No, that it sounds silly."
The two walked up onto the campus through the main quad toward Ellen's first class, leading them past the office. Mike quickly asked Ellen to wait; and ducked in to ask a question. When he got an affirmative response, he ran out to rejoin Ellen. The two continued walking, until they went right past Ellen's class door. She protested, but Mike asked her to follow him. They soon entered Mike's first class, Physics.
"Hi Mike. Ellen, I just got the memo from the dean. Go ahead and take the seat next to Mike.", said Mr. Zeeger.
She did as she was told, her look of bewilderment a stark contrast to the silly smirk gracing Mike's face. The forty-five minutes passed swiftly and soon they were leaving the classroom when Ellen stopped Mike.
"What's going on Mike?"
"Well, the Dean and I had a talk, and he agreed you needed someone on your side in classes and well..."
"He shifted my schedule around to match yours."
"Yap. We had almost all the same classes, with the same teachers. Dean Miller wouldn't have gone for it if we hadn't."
Ellen let out an exasperated sigh. "I'm not fond of suprises."
"Just because they've been bad suprises, Ellen. I promise that I'll not surprise you too much, past today. Ok?"
She smiled. "Ok. What's next? Not math, it's..."
"History!"
Ellen was taking a class condescendingly called "Studies in domicile based economic enhancement arts and sciences", which was called 'home-ec' in 1957. The class took place just before lunch. Mike was taking an industrial drafting course, so it was the one time their schedules diverged now. He called the layer on his cell to confirm surprise two was in order before meeting Ellen by the big tree beside the kitchen where her class was being held.
Upon meeting they unpacked their sandwiches, and ate them on the bench under the tree. As they finished Mike noticed something odd. A pair of couples were heading across the blacktop toward the football bleechers. Judging by the sarcastic slogans and 'Star Travels' silkscreens on their attire, Ellen and Mike judged them to be of the 'nerd' subclass, 'geeks' usually wore shirts provided by Orange Computers or MacroSoft.
"That's a little odd."
"Yeah, Mike. I wonder why they're going way out there."
"Well, they're probably going to go make out."
Ellen giggled.
"We could go check it out, maybe those four would be willing to be..."
"Allies?"
"Well... I guess. I'd be happy with non-beligerents, myself. But 'nerds' are usually open minded if not socially adept."
"They were adept enough to hook up together, hmmm?"
"Evolution."
That earned him a slap on the back of the head from Ellen. The two got up and began to walk out toward the bleachers, to do what Mike called 'reece' and Ellen called 'trying to not embarrass everyone involved'. Ellen's term proved far more correct, for as they approached, they could hear the unmistakable sounds of people wanting privacy. Quietly Mike and Ellen moved around the fenceline and peered through the shrubbery.
Both were taken aback by what they saw, for the pair of couples were apparently very comfortable with each other. One of the girls was lying on her back. The other girl's head was between her legs, eating her out with great enthusiasm. One of the boys was kneeling over the first girl's head, who was sucking and licking his penis with pleasure as she was getting off from the tongue between her legs. The final member of the foursome had his penis buried in the first boy's rear. He was pumping in and out of his friend's behind while the guy was also getting blown from below. Mike and Ellen looked at each other in amazement and quietly slipped away from the orgy.
"That was... unexpected.", said Mike as the walked back toward their next class.
"I don't think I could be that bold, I mean sex at school. But I really never had the opportunity either."
"And you're not going to, Ellen! Geez, that'd be hard to explain to the parents when you get busted."
"Hi Mike, Ellen." Said an overweight blonde girl walking in the opposite direction. Mike and Ellen waved distractedly. Once around the corner, the two's heads snapped up.
"She said hi." Ellen whispered.
"No one's even approached me. She's in our first and third periods, though. That's odd."
"We'll have to see what happens tomorrow."
The rest of the day passed normally, Ellen getting used to her new order of classes, although sitting next to Mike was quite an improvement. Finally the day ended and they prepared to leave campus. Mike begged for a moment to go to the bathroom, and made a quick call to confirm everthing had been done. Receiving good news he ran to the parking lot where Ellen was waiting for him. He hopped into the passenger seat and they drove off to Mike's place.
"Please, Ellen, I know I told you no more suprises after today, so today I have just one more."
Ellen looked at him quizzically, suspiciously, as they walked into the apartment. She was terribly confused when she saw her state-sponsored attorney there. He asked her to sign a couple of papers and left.
"What was that, Mike?" she asked, a little crossly.
Mike guided her to his room. "Why in gods name is all my stuff here, Mike?" Ellen asked, confused.
"Those papers you signed gave you a supervised independence, your supervisor is my pops now, and if you'd like, instead of staying at your old place... well... I'd like you to stay here."
Ellen stood there frozen for a moment, and a worried Mike began to shift about in self-doubt. Finally it seemed to fully sink into Ellen. She jumped into Mike's arms and buried her head in his shoulders. Mike stood there, holding Ellen tight against him, and began to feel the effect of the close contact on him. Ellen slid off of Mike and looked into his eyes. Without words, they began to take their clothes off as they made their way to the bed.
Once there the clothes flew into a corner, and the two teens flew onto the mattress. As their tongues dueled, their hands roamed over each other's bodies. Ellen finally managed to get Mike on his back and began kissing her way down his chest, across his abdomen, and to his rock hard penis. Lying between his legs, she looked up into his eyes as her tounge flicked over his balls and the base of his shaft. Mike sighed when she began to suckle on his right testicle while gently stroking his rod with her fingertips. Finally Ellen's tounge trailed it's way up to the top of the penis and her lips engulfed Mike's rod in their wet warmth. She flicked her tounge and twisted a bit to make each plunge down on Mike a little different, a little exciting. Sure enough her efforts were rewarded, as Mike's head flared, and began squirting gob after gob of warm juice into her mouth. Ellen kept herself on Mike until she was sure he was through, then moved up to cuddle next to him.
"Happy, Ellen?"
"Yeah, I think I am. I've never really felt this way, and I've never felt 'happy', so I'll take your word for it."
Mike gave Ellen a kiss on the forehead. "If we do anything else tonight, I need to recharge." He kissed her on the neck. "Time for me to recooperate." He kissed her stomach. "Gather my will." He paused and looked at Ellen. "I better keep you occupied while I do that."
Not taking his eyes off of hers, Mike moved his head down and used just his lips to lift and suck Ellen's penis into his mouth. As his mouth engulfed her shaft, it was like electricity had struck her scrotum and ran up her spine culminating in a gasp of pure pleasure. Ellen began to write and moan in ecstasy as her hands ran over her breasts and through his hair.
Mike marveled at the novelty of it. He'd expected it to be like sucking on a finger, but Ellen's penis was somehow soft and hard, rigid yet spongy, and oh so warm in his mouth. He bobbed his head up and down, trying to set a rythmn to maximize Ellen's pleasure. She was moving quite a bit, lost in the sensations of the act and didn't need much more encouragement anyway. Finally, Mike ran his tounge up her shaft, perfectly perhaps as Ellen arched her back. Unfortunatly this caused her hips to retract; popping her swelling penis out of Mike's mouth. When Ellen recomposed herself to look down her naked, sweaty body to see a rather surprised Mike there, his face liberally coated with her semen. He sighed and gave her a wry grin. "I guess this is how gay porn stars feel." Ellen giggled. "Oh you find that funny?" Mike said. He nuzzled his splattered face against her neck, causing her to squeal.
Finally, after a touch of cuddling, they got up and cleaned up. Mike popped in a movie and the two cuddled up naked against each other. But they soon found themselves drifting off to sleep in each other's arms.