bluvelvet99: Prom was coming up, and one thing that you and your friends knew was that this was your
bluvelvet99: Prom was coming up, and one thing that you and your friends knew was that this was your last chance to get even. Cause god knows you did everything except get mad for the last three years of high school. It didn’t matter how many times you were called faggot, how many times you were pushed, how many times you were tripped, and how many times you got your lunch money stolen, you never showed a modicum of anger. You were just too afraid.And your friends weren’t any braver. You only had two of them. But they were close. In fact they were the only people you had other than your brother and mother. You didn’t show much anger towards them. But that was for different reasons. Even when they talked about your mom in a sexual way, you kept it cool. In fact, you kind of enjoyed it. And as much as it sickened you to admit it, you enjoyed it even more when your bullies at school would mention your mom’s name. Each time they did, the world stopped, and the moment in between her name and the vivid description of what they wanted to do to her ass felt like an eternity. you were ashamed to think about it, but every once in a while you jacked off to the thought of your bullies fucking your mom. But it was just a harmless fantasy. It made you feel weak to have it, but not as weak as your bullies were going to feel when your prom prank came together.And then it came. The day of the prom. The day representing your emancipation from your chalkboard prison. The day the losers would get revenge. You were especially excited to get back at one of your bullies. The one who picked on you and your friends the most.Your friends came by in the morning. Before you took them upstairs, one of your friends began his usual, and usually awkward, back and forth with your mother. He had a crush on her and it was so obvious it wasn’t even funny. It was pretty adorable. After their little conversation ended with about as much chemistry as one of the cool kid’s failed science projects, you took your friends upstairs to prepare for the evil you were about to unleash on your sworn enemies. A brutal ass fucking you could call it if you didn’t have a mom that taught you not to be vulgar.After everything was set up, you gave the two only people you trusted in the world your sweaty palm for your secret handshake. You were nervous. And as the hour of the prom approached, that nervousness failed to reside. Before you even got to the prom, your suit was covered in sweat. Your mom was the chaperone, which was embarrassing, especially considering that almost immediately as she entered the gymnasium, guys begin whistling at her. Thee going to pay, you thought. You headed to the washroom to set up stage 1 of the plan, as well as to fix the erection guys whistling at your mom’s ass gave you. You decide to head to the ones just outside the gym in the hallways because they’d probably be empty and would make it easier to not be caught. But not just that. You didn’t want to be in the washroom with the guys in case someone were to catch you alone there and bully you like you were used to.As you begin tampering with the thing (the plan thing, not your cock) in the bathroom stall, you hear two guys come into the washroom. It became clear why they preferred the isolation of this washroom and it wasn’t because they were bladder shy (you tended to be). No, it seems these two had a plan of their own. Much like yours, but much more sinister. It didn’t take you long to recognize the voices. One of them was the big bully you were the most excited to ruin his prom. Usually their baritone voices alone would have been enough to have you shaking in your dress shoes, but this time it was what they were saying that almost caused your trembling to rattle the walls of the toilet stall. It was a drug. They had one of those date-rape drugs you heard so much about in phys-ed. They were going to drug somebody. But who, you asked yourself, and almost immediately the universe, without missing a beat, responded to your silent query with “that faggot’s mom” in your bully’s tone of voice. The other bully was impressed by this prospect. But he didn’t take it seriously. The more ambitious bully detailed his plan as if it were the most plausible thing in the world.He was going to slip this thing into a cup of punch, and offer it to her. When the party got hectic, he was going to sneak her doped up, fat milf ass, to his car and drive her back to his place. You could almost hear the sound of the other bully rolling his eyes at what he was listening to. For someone reason you weren’t as dismissive as he was. Maybe because it was your mom he was talking about and you couldn’t afford to be dismissive. Or maybe because you could pick out the seriousness in his voice, because of all these years of hearing humiliating insults in his timbre. Or maybe, just maybe, it was because your cock was rock hard right now, and you wanted to believe he could pull this off.You wanted the guy you were on route to humiliating to have the last laugh after all, and you wanted him to use your mom as the chess piece to accomplish his final stake in the heart against you and your friends as a farewell gift.You’ve never been this horny. You looked down at your cock, then looked down at your little project you and your friends were whipping up to finally get your dignity back. If you could just jerk off you’d come back to your sense after cumming. But you didn’t want to come back to your senses because they were wrong. You knew what a magical moment could come of this, you knew that if you hadn’t heard this conversation your prank would have gone on without a hitch and not only embarrassed your mortal enemy and his friends, but stopped him from getting to have your mom’s legendary ass for a night. Your bully left the washroom, leaving you alone to silence. That silence was filled in by the noise of a toilet flushing. You watched as the gadget you needed for you revenge swirled down the toilet and disappeared into the void along with your dreams of getting even. And you did exactly what you swore you wouldn’t do. You hid in the washroom during your prom. You didn’t pay any mind to what your friends were thinking, or how cruel it was to let them down. You knew what you were accomplishing was much more important.You stayed in that stall until the noise from outside was gone. You walked out to a sight of an empty gym with the fossils of a party you only had once chance to experience. You walked home in the pitch blackness and into an empty house. And now that you couldn’t do anything to stop your mom being fucked from happening, you pull out your cock and jack off knowing you had the best prom of all. -- source link