Forever Yours
2
The Arrangement
HENRY AND LUKE went to get their tuxes at the rental shop the next Wednesday. They’d been lectured by Luke’s mother on good conservative dress for a prom. They’d ordered plain black tuxes, pleated shirts, and bow ties. The prom was to be a masked ball and they’d ordered black on black filigree eye masks.
No one would ever confuse one for the other. Luke was three inches shorter and possibly thirty pounds heavier than Henry, which wasn’t to say that Luke was heavy. Henry was just incredibly thin.
“I suppose this is how we’ll dress for your wedding,” Henry joked.
“Wedding!? You’ve got to be kidding. Bro, we have so much to do before we can think about finding wives. We have to get our company launched. That means we need to get you some help, too,” Luke said. “How did the most recent test go?”
“Still some bugs,” Henry sighed. “Seems like every time I squash one, another pops up. I’d like to develop an AI to handle the tasks, but at the moment all we really have is some look-up tables and algorithms. Still, it’s better than what we see on most computers.”
“So, we don’t have to worry about you taking over our computers with a sinister AI?” Luke joked.
“Not with this product,” Henry shot back. He looked at his alarmed friend and winked.
He’d been tinkering with computers seriously for ten years. He had as many hacking tools acquired from the dark web as he had legitimate programming tools. He considered it all part of his instruction and learning. He wouldn’t really hack into a friend’s computer, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t if he wanted to. One of the things he’d learned was where to look in the system for both dangerous and benign files.
The previous fall, he’d joined an online group of hackers he’d found who were exploring the use of AI to get through security systems and break into various corporate networks. They’d had some success at it, leaving behind a token as evidence they’d been there and then withdrawing. Henry made note of the applications and their shortcomings. For now, he was simply searching and comparing the program and application files for unused processes that served to slow the computer down. The app did its work and withdrew until launched by the user again.
He felt confident in his ability to get past most encryption and security systems, but that was technically illegal, so he didn’t do it beyond his initial tests with the hackers. There was a lot of gray area when dealing with who owned what on a person’s private computer. He didn’t want to stray into a black area.
Henry and Luke went to pick up the girls’ flowers and confirmed the arrangements for Saturday night. Luke—by way of his father’s auto dealership—had rented a limo to take them to the prom. Isobel and Chastity would enjoy that.
“Whee! Let’s Par-tay!” Izzy shouted when they were in the limo.
“I think you started without me, Bae,” Luke said.
“Catch up!” Chastity said, producing a small bottle of tequila from her bag.
Henry had been instructed to bring lime wedges and salt. Luke held out a shot glass. There was only one, so they took turns doing their shots. When Izzy reached for the glass for a second shot, Luke intercepted it and stuck it in his bag.
“Just one before the dance,” he said. “We don’t want to be sloshed when we get there. Remember, we can leave whenever we want to and there’s a bottle in our room.”
“God! I didn’t know I was dating my mother,” Isobel snapped. “‘Here’s just a little tequila to relax you before the dance,’ she said. ‘I told your father you were going to Chastity’s house after the after party. So be sure to be there when he shows up to pick you up for brunch.’”
“We can do that,” Chastity said.
“Oh, it was rich,” Isobel continued. “‘I’m not telling you to have sex with your boyfriend tonight, but your father thinks he can make a good match for his virgin daughter when we go to Argentina this summer. If you haven’t already taken care of that, this might be a good opportunity.’”
“Mama Perez gave you permission to have sex with me?” Luke exclaimed. “I don’t want to disappoint your mama!”
“Yeah, well there better be plenty of that stuff in our room when we get there tonight. Just so you know, going to our room with you is all the permission you need tonight. Don’t wake me up unless I’m snoring!” Isobel said. “When is that ceremony they’re doing to recognize the project team? I won’t last much longer than that. These boobs can only take bouncing up and down as we dance for so long, you know. Someone’s going to have to help support them.”
Isobel was on quite a roll. Henry wondered if Mama Perez had stopped at one drink before they picked her up. It wasn’t that unusual for Isobel to go off like this, though. There were times when they were all hard-put to keep up with her. Then she’d crash and go silent for a few days and then everything would be ‘normal.’
She wore a red dress and her lipstick matched it perfectly. She’d told them earlier she was going to a spa in the morning and having a full makeover. The dress was sleeveless and off the shoulder, so it left acres of her honey-colored skin exposed. That accented the single strand of pearls around her neck and pearl earrings beautifully. She had chosen a long evening gown that was slit up the side almost to her waist. Even sitting in the limo, she made quite an appealing display, while dangling her red lace mask from her fingers.
Chastity opted for a cream sheath dress, which accented her Grecian features with a wide gold braid around her neck. From the braid, two strips of fabric parted to cover her breasts, leaving the space between open. The strips came back together at a high waist. The dress was backless. Her blue-tinted hair—Henry thought it was naturally black, but wasn’t sure since he’d seen several colors over their high school years—swept around her shoulders with a hair pin on the side as an accent. The only other jewelry she wore were the decorative piercings in her nipples, which pressed against the fabric of the dress.
Chas carried a blue mask with gold braid, similar to the neckline of her dress.
A doorman at the hotel opened the limo door for Luke and Henry. They then stood so their dates could emerge gracefully from the car without exposing themselves in any way. There were a few awkward moments in the hotel lobby as they decided the best places for the girls to wait while Luke and Henry dashed to their rooms with the overnight bags.
Though they were only gone ten minutes, there were already half a dozen men standing near Chastity and Isobel, chatting them up.
“There you are!” Isobel exclaimed when she saw Luke. She broke through the group of men to hurry to him. “I was afraid I’d been abandoned and would have to take one of these delightful men to the prom. Do you think they are too old to go dancing with a teenager?”
The men shifted uncomfortably as Chastity took Henry’s arm. The four went directly to the ballroom and were admitted after showing their tickets. They found the photo booth and all had their pictures taken in front of a background of pillars and statuary. Then they parted, Luke and Isobel making a round of the ballroom to greet all their classmates.
Henry and Chastity said hello to those who greeted them on the way to the refreshment bar. They were not as well-known and popular as Luke and Isobel. They took their drinks and plate of snacks to a table and watched the people beginning to filter onto the dance floor. Henry felt he needed to get into the spirit before he could enjoy bouncing around to the music. Isobel had dragged Luke out to dance as soon as the music started.
“What are you thinking, my man?” Chastity said, putting a hand on his and looking into his eyes through the holes in their masks.
“Honestly? I was thinking how glad I am that I’m with you and not Isobel. I think Luke is going to have his hands full this evening.”
“He certainly is once he gets that dress off her!” Chastity laughed. “Hope you aren’t disappointed.”
“Not a chance.”
There were other entertainment stations around the room. While everyone enjoyed the music, dancing was slow getting started. People could play or cheer others on at shuffleboard, skittles, Skee-Ball, and even a game of Twister for those who dared attempt it in their formal wear. Henry and Chastity played a couple of games and cheered on others until the DJ played a moderately paced song. Then a flood of couples headed for the dance floor just to get a chance to clinch with their dates.
The music picked up after a second slower number and many of the people stayed on the dance floor. As they circulated and met others, more than one boy’s date punched him in the arm when his gaze lingered too long at the exposed space between Chastity’s breasts or on the outline of her pierced nipples. Henry couldn’t blame them. His own eyes wandered to the sight more than occasionally.
Preceding the announcement of the prom king and queen and their court, the principal called Sheila to the stage as the senior class president. Of course, Dave joined her as her escort.
“On behalf of the Freedom Valley High School and the Freedom Valley School Corporation, I would like to officially recognize our graduating class,” the principal announced to cheers and shouts from the attendees. “I would also like to thank you for the gift of the new sound system for the gym. I’ll turn this over to senior class president, Sheila Anderson, to recognize the significant members of the committee.”
“Thank you, Principal Soffit,” Sheila said, taking the microphone. “The great Freedom Valley senior class of 2026 is proud to present to the school this token of our appreciation for years of nurture and guidance as we have been students here. It was hard not to notice the condition of our PA system in the gym, so when it was suggested that we replace it as a senior project, we jumped at the chance. I’d like to ask our committee members to please come to the stage so we can thank each one for your participation.”
The dozen people who had joined the committee to work on the project came to the stage. Sheila called out Henry, Luke, and Isobel as the significant members who had raised funds, negotiated deals, and actually built the system. She gave each of the members of the committee a gift card to the local coffee shop for their participation.
They all shook hands with the principal, a representative of the school board, and their class sponsors, then they left the stage. The principal moved on to thank the prom committee and make the announcement of the royal court and the prom king and queen.
“It’s time to take a break and go to the ladies’ room,” Chastity whispered to Henry. “Come with me.”
“To the ladies’ room?” he asked.
“It’s time to get lucky,” she whispered back.
Chastity had scouted the facility thoroughly and led Henry to a less frequented hallway with restrooms. She pushed him into a side hall just before they reached the restrooms.
“Just stay here and wait. I promise you’ll be happy.”
“I don’t doubt it,” he said, kissing her ear and down her neck.
“Remember that spot for later,” she panted. Then she rushed to the ladies’ room a dozen steps away.
Henry adjusted his stiffening cock in his trousers. He hadn’t anticipated a quickie in the hallway, but he was willing to do whatever Chastity wanted. She’d kept him subtly aroused ever since they’d arrived at the event. This had included rubbing against him while they danced, kissing his ears, and backing him against a wall where she reached behind her and stroked his cock. Once in the shadows, he’d managed to slip a hand inside the slit in her dress to caress one of her lovely breasts, twisting the piercing slightly as she gasped.
“There you are,” a voice said, entering the alcove where Henry waited.
The voice was quickly followed by lips pressing against his lips and a tongue questing for entry into his mouth. This was definitely not Chastity.
“We don’t have much time, but I can’t help myself. I’ll go to hell for this, but I want you.”
Isobel continued kissing Henry while she stroked his growing cock and got his zipper down.
“Do me. Do me.”
She turned in his arms and put her hands against the wall.
“Condom,” Henry gasped as he dug in his pocket.
“Don’t need it. Just do me!”
He wasn’t about to stop and tell her he wasn’t Luke. He dipped a hand into the top of her dress and filled it with her voluptuous breast as he kissed her ears and down to the pearls around her neck.
His other hand snaked around her side and through the slit at her thigh. She spread her legs as his fingers reached the smoothly shaved snatch between them. Isobel was panting and was already drenching his fingers with her juices.
“Yes! Yes! I took them off for you. I’ll give them to you if you want.”
Henry swept the dress up over Isobel’s butt and pressed his cock against her crack. Isobel reached back with one hand to hold the dress up, while Henry guided his cock between her legs.
“Do it! I want you!”
Henry slid through her moist folds and into her vagina.
“Ah! Oh, God! That wasn’t so bad. I expected worse! Now fuck me!”
She thrust her butt out farther to give him deeper access. Between the position against the wall and her high heels, she was as open to him as if they were naked on a bed. He began thrusting into her, one hand returning to her clit and the other to her boobs.
So, this was what Chastity had in mind when she told him he would get lucky. Whatever the girl wanted tonight, he’d happily give her. He didn’t doubt that he’d be soaking in Chastity’s juices later.
Isobel, meanwhile, was ramping up and becoming louder.
“Fuck! Oh, yes. I knew your cock was big. You’re splitting me open. Fuck! Fuck your little cunt!”
Henry moved a hand from her breast to cover her mouth as he continued to plow into her. She met every thrust while still holding herself against the wall with one hand and holding her dress up with the other. The tension built and soon Henry could feel his come rising.
Then Isobel thrust back against him hard and froze. She dropped her dress and slammed her hand against the wall, as she pressed harder against Henry. He felt her vagina clamping and pulsing around his cock. He began filling her with his semen.
They held still while the pulsing subsided. Henry pulled her back against him and continued kissing her neck as his hand moved from her mouth back into her bust to grasp her sweaty breasts.
“Oh, God! I will definitely burn in hell for that. I had to. I had to have you first.”
“First?” Henry panted, sliding his finger through her slit from his cock to her clit again.
“I knew it had to be you for my first time. It didn’t hurt as much as I expected it to. Except you’re so big I can’t believe you got it in me,” she said.
She moved to turn and face him. His hands lost their grip and his cock popped out of her. She slammed her mouth into his again, probing with her tongue.
“I need to go back to the restroom and pull myself together before Luke and I leave.”
“Will we do this again?” Henry asked. He pushed her dress down so he could capture one of her nipples in his lips. She whined and pushed him away, pulling her dress back up.
“I doubt it. You know Luke is my man. We won’t even be going to the same college as you. I just had to have you once.”
“First.”
“Yes. You were my first. God! I hope I’m not too sore to do Luke. It was everything I wanted it to be. Now let me go to the restroom.”
“Right.”
Isobel ran to the restroom with a hand under her dress and between her legs. Henry sank back against the wall panting. It might have been everything Isobel wanted, but he’d have liked to take more than five minutes to enjoy her. Nonetheless, he’d just fucked Isobel Perez! He was just straightening up to put himself away when Chastity joined him. She immediately sank to her knees and sucked his cock into her mouth, bathing him with her tongue. Then she tucked him back inside and zipped his trousers.
“She tastes good on you,” Chastity giggled. “Hope you had fun.”
“Um… Yeah. I should thank you, I guess.”
“I have ideas on how you can do that. Let’s go to our room.”
They didn’t bother to say goodbye to anyone at the prom. Their room was on the eleventh floor of the hotel and they went to the nearest elevator. It was just approaching midnight and most of the attendees were still at the dance trying to get every second of party in before the 1:00 a.m. close.
“I need the restroom now,” he said. “You need it first?”
“I can wait. I was in the restroom while you were in Isobel,” Chastity laughed.
It didn’t take Henry long to clean his pipes and wipe his cock with a damp cloth. He looked in the mirror and snorted at seeing he was still wearing his mask and tux. He hung it on the back of the bathroom door with his jacket, cummerbund, and tie. Then he returned to the room where Chastity was waiting.
She had her bottle of tequila, the salt and lime, and a shot glass waiting for them. When Henry approached for a kiss, Chastity backed away.
“Remember: I’m not your girlfriend. I don’t do tongue kisses.”
Okay. So, what the hell is she?
She took his hand and licked the webbing between his thumb and index finger, then sprinkled salt on it. She put the wedge of lime between her lips and handed Henry the shot of tequila. He licked the salt, threw back the shot, and took the lime from Chastity’s lips in his teeth.
Chastity repeated the gestures, using Henry’s hand for the salt and positioning the lime wedge between his teeth. Then she poured her shot and did her shot.
“You know tequila isn’t like other boozes,” Chastity said. “You have to drink a lot of it to get really drunk.”
“I don’t want to get really drunk,” Henry said.
“Of course not! That’s why we’ll keep shots available for special occasions. Like when I get naked.”
“When is that going to be?” he asked.
“When you take my clothes off me,” she replied.
Chastity didn’t allow tongue kisses, so Henry circled her, kissing every available bit of her exposed skin, including her bare back. Chastity encouraged him with little sighs and murmured ‘yes.’ While he was behind her, he slipped his hands under the two strips of fabric covering her breasts and fondled them as he kissed up and down her spine.
“It’s just eyehooks on the collar,” she whispered.
He withdrew his hands and unclipped the collar, coming around in front of her to lower the collar and the front of the dress away from her chest.
“Do you like them?” she whispered as she pulled his head to her nipples. He licked and sucked, moving from one to the other.
“Hell, yeah,” he said. “Chastity, you’re beautiful.”
“Don’t get a ring caught between your teeth. That could hurt. Me,” she clarified. “Yeah. More of that. Are they as good as Izzy’s?”
“Chas, don’t ever compare yourself to Izzy… or anyone else for that matter. You are fantastic. I only imagined what it would be like to caress you like this.”
“Yeah. And I don’t mind tongue kisses on my nipples, you know. Or further down for that matter. Lick there a little more.”
Henry licked the offered nipple and Chastity pulled away from him. She sprinkled salt on her nipple and then squeezed a lime wedge on the other one. She handed him another shot. He quickly cleaned her left breast of the salt, drank the shot, and sucked on her right nipple to get the lime juice.
“Yes! My turn now,” Chastity said fiercely, pushing him back to arm’s length. She removed the studs and cufflinks from his formal shirt, thoughtfully laying the set on the dresser.
When his shirt was off, Chastity did a full circuit of Henry’s body, much as he had done with her, kissing all the exposed skin and tonguing his nipples until he squirmed. She pushed him back on the bed and approached him with the shot prep. Henry had noticed she wasn’t really filling the shot glass completely. It was obviously a game, not an intent to get drunk.
She licked his left nipple and sprinkled salt on it, then squeezed the lime on his right nipple. He shuddered at the cold drops. Chastity did a thorough job of cleaning the salt from his nipple and then drank the shot, sucking on Henry’s right nipple until she was satisfied it was completely clean of lime juice.
She fell on top of him, pressing their chests together as they kissed and fondled each other.
“I need to freshen up a bit now,” she said, getting up. She grabbed her bag and turned toward the bathroom as Henry gazed at her. “Get my zipper for me, babe?”
Henry jumped up and found the zipper at the small of her back. He unzipped it over her round bottom and she let the dress pool around her ankles. It was all she was wearing. Henry stroked down her hips and over her butt.
“I hope you’re… just as dressed as I am when I come out of the bathroom,” she whispered, turning to kiss him again and then disappear into the bathroom.
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