By: Anonsmith33445
“Alright, I think that’s everything champ!” He stood there with his arms crossed and a proud smile on his face. Mom was standing next to him looking far more exerted, but with a similar expression.
I felt myself start to smile, but there was a pang of sadness in my chest, “Thanks guys, I really appreciate you helping me move in.”
“Of course honey, we want to make sure this is as smooth a transition for you as possible. We’re going to really miss you.” Mom’s voice was warm and I felt a soft heat stir in the back of my eyes.
“I’ll miss you guys too. I love you.” I say, trying my best to sound upbeat. Both my parents smiled.
“Take care bud.” Dad came up and gave me a hug, quickly followed by mom doing the same. They both walk towards the door before turning back and waving one more time.
“Bye, love you!” My mom called out and I waved back. With that they left down the hallway, not to be seen again until winter break.
Luckily it didn’t seem like my roommate was here yet so I had the room to myself for a bit. I began unpacking my boxes, throwing things onto my bed before I could get to sorting everything out. After half an hour of this tedious process there was a knock at the door. I walked up to it and opened, expecting a guy and his family with a bunch of boxes. Instead I was met with a sight that brought a sense of peace to this unfamiliar situation.
“Max, hey!” Before I could get a word out, she lunged at me and gripped me in a tight hug. I hugged back and felt myself relax.
“Zoe! I didn’t expect you to be over so early, don’t you still have to unpack?” I ask curiously.
She shakes her head side to side, “I already unpacked, my family and I got here for the early check in period remember?” Right, I completely forgot that she told me that last night. Without giving me a chance to respond, she barged into the room and started looking around, “So anyway, how’s it going with your move in?! You got in what, an hour ago?” I nodded and she smiled.
“Yeah, just kinda unboxing everything before I start organizing.” My voice was far cheerier now that Zoe was here, she always brightened any room she was in.
She nodded enthusiastically, “That’s what I did too. Well now that I’m here, let me help!” She jumped in and started unpacking, always one to offer a helping hand. It went so much faster with both of us working at it, and my room was fully set up not an hour later.
“Now that that’s all sorted out, want to check out the campus?” Her voice was as cheery as always and I couldn’t help but smile.
“Yeah that sounds great.” I grab my phone and stuff it in my pocket before heading for the door.
“Don’t forget, you need your ID when you leave your room now.” I slapped my forehead and grabbed my ID card.
“What would I do without you? Thanks.” Her smile broadened, and maybe I was imagining things but it seemed like her cheeks flushed ever so faintly.
“Luckily for you, you’ll never have to find out. Now c’mon!” I jogged to the door and opened it for her. “What a gentleman!” She said in an over the top manner, before shooting me a grin and heading out into the hallway. We made our way down the hall and to the elevator. She pressed the button and we waited.
“Hey, do you wanna stop by the dining hall first? I’m starving, and I think it should be pretty close to this dorm building.” I felt my stomach grumbling after the extensive box carrying and long drive this morning.
“Sure! I hope to god the food here is good, I don’t know what I’d do if it sucked.” I laughed. For as feminine as she liked to portray herself as, Zoe’s appetite was anything but. Just then the elevator doors opened and we stepped inside, it was shockingly empty even despite being a downtime between move-in periods. I pressed the button for the main floor and we waited for the 5 floor descent.
Without any more quips from Zoe, the elevator remained silent which led my mind to wander. She was standing in front of me and I glanced down at her ass for just a moment before quickly everting my eyes. It was so round and.. plump. I shook my head, I shouldn’t be thinking about her like that. Though it got harder not to each year, she had grown into quite the beautiful young woman. My eyes wandered once again, this time settling on the long waterfall of her light brown hair. It was straight and smooth, with a few distinct streaks of deep violet running through the bottom half. Fuck, she never made it easy. Finally, sweet relief as the ding sounded and the doors part.
We make our way out of the lobby and out onto the sidewalk. “Any idea which way we’re supposed to go?” She asks, her head tilting to the side cutely.
I pull out my phone and open the school’s app. “Yeah, there’s a map on here. Looks like we go this way.” I point to the right and we start heading down the sidewalk.
“That’s convenient, though I’m terrible with directions so I’ll probably just follow you everywhere until I memorize all the routes.” She says, cheerily as ever.
I chuckle, “If that’s what you need dude, I won’t stop you.” It barely takes another minute before we make it into the dining hall. Once inside, we walk up to some counters where someone scans our IDs and let us further into the building.
“Ho-ly shit, this place is massive!” Zoe’s eyes are bulging from their sockets as her head swivels around, taking in the place. She wasn’t wrong though, there were stations for every kind of food you could think of. A sushi counter here, pizza there, burgers, salads, everything.
“Remember that we only get so many visits a week.” I say, trying to warn her.
She simply waves her hand, “Well, then I guess we need to make the most of every trip!” I laugh softly, she never changed. Before I know what was happening, Zoe grabs my hand and starts quickly making her way towards the various counters. “I want a burger, c’mon!” She drags me to the hamburger station and we get in line.
“Do we actually just get as much as we want before we leave?” I ask, barely believing it’s that simple. Zoe nods aggressively, an adorable smile on her lips. I can’t help but feel the back of my neck heat up as I gaze at her cute expression.
“I didn’t do too much research, but I looked into the dining plan.. and yep it’s all you can eat every time you come in. 24/7 too!” As she was looking back to talk to me, a slight gap had formed in the line between us and the person ahead of us. She turned back around and started to move forward to close the gap. Just as she did, a couple jock looking guys blatantly step in and cut in front of her. Zoe stops and raises her hand to say something before quickly lowering it and turning away slightly. One of the guys notices and snorts obnoxiously, turning back to his friend.
“Hey dude, what the hell! You just cut in front of her.” My voice is filled with a conviction I don’t often hold. The guys turn towards me, as does Zoe whose eyebrows shoot up with a mix of concern and surprise.
“Yeah? She wasn’t moving fast enough dickhead.” He crossed his arms and looked at me cockily.
“It doesn’t give you the right to take her place though, asshole!” I felt a surge of nerves shoot through my chest. I would never stand up for myself like this, but no one treats Zoe like that.
The guy scoffed, “You gonna make me move then?” I took a step forward before Zoe’s hand stopped me.
“Hey, it’s ok Max. Let’s go get something else.” She grabbed my hand and started pulling me away from the line.
I shot him a dirty look and turned back to follow Zoe. “Yeah that’s right, pussy, listen to your girlfriend!” His friend called out. I felt my hand tighten instinctively in anger, though very soon it relaxed as Zoe gave my hand a quick squeeze back.
“Thank you Max, but you don’t always have to stand up for me like that..” Her voice was clearly full of nerves from the confrontation.
“Of course I do, you don’t deserve to be treated like that.” A small smile formed on her lips and her eyebrows creased as she looked away.
“Um, so what did you want to get? I just want to follow you for now.” It always made my heart swell when she said things like that.
“I was just going to get some pasta, does that work for you?” She smiled wider and nodded happily, which made me smile back. “Good! It’s over here.” I led her over to the counter, this one had a far shorter line than the hamburger station.
Once we got our bowls, she led us to a few more places, collecting more plates of food. After the third full dish, she seemed satisfied and we found an empty table. We take our seats, before I mutter to myself, “Ah shit.” Zoe perked up and tilted her head in the cute way she always does when she’s curious. “We forgot to get silverware.”
“Oh crap, and drinks.” She says, defeated.
I immediately shot to my feet, “Don’t worry, I’ll go grab everything. What would you like?” She beamed and my heart skipped a beat. I really was hopeless wasn’t I?
“Aww thank you Max!!! Just lemonade please!” I nodded and jogged over to the soda fountain.
Returning with forks and our beverages, I hand her what she’d asked for. “There you are madame.” I say in a faux french accent, she giggles.
“Why thank you, my good sir.” She responds in kind and I chuckle back. Joking with her always helped me feel at home, which is just what I need right now. We both start to eat, each focusing on the meal for a minute or two.
I look up for a second, “Y’know, I’m um, really glad that you’re here.” She looks up and meets my eyes, smiling all the while.
“Me too! This is what we’ve wanted for like.. forever! I was a little worried that I wouldn’t get in after the SATs.” She glanced away for a moment before looking back, “But they must’ve really liked my essay or something.”
I gave her a reassuring smile, “Come on, they were always going to let you in. You did so many clubs and activities, you had leadership roles, and hell your grades were pretty solid too.” She looked away again.
“Not as good as yours.” Now it was my turn to avert my gaze.
“I- Look what’s important is that we’re both here and this is real. I can barely believe it!” I said enthusiastically.
She snapped back to her usual bubbly self, “Yeah, it doesn’t feel totally real yet! Like we were back home last night, and now we’re over a state away.” She takes another bite of her pasta. “Food’s good too, this really is perfect.” Her smile is infectious.
We continue eating and discussing our disbelief of finally getting to what we’d been looking forward to since sixth grade. Once we both wrap up, we take our dishes to the dish racks and set them down. We then make our way to the exit and step back out into the warm, summer afternoon air.
“So where to next Mr. map navigator?” She asks cheerfully.
I shrug, “Not sure, you want to just explore around?” She beams, nodding and starts speed walking down the sidewalk, deeper into campus. “Zoe!” I start walking quickly after her to keep up. I’m unable to help stealing a glance at her ass, bouncing with each step she takes. She looks back at me and I look up as quickly as I can.
She turns back, facing forward. “Come on slowpoke!” I couldn’t quite tell but there seemed to be a light laughter in her voice. Surely she couldn’t have noticed me looking, right? I felt a slight blush form on my cheeks.
“I’m hurrying, slow down!” I finally manage to close the distance, and we start walking side by side again. I look up at the buildings we’re passing, each one more grand in its architecture. “We must be in the older part of campus, the dorms are the start of the newer buildings.”
“I didn’t realize there was a separation of old and new stuff.” She said, sounding vaguely interested.
“Yeah, the dorms and facilities are mostly newer while a lot of the class buildings are pretty old.” I offer.
“Hmm, makes sense. When did you do all this research?” She tilted her head slightly.
“Back in middle school.”
She gave me an apologetic smile,”Right, forgot this was your dream school for a second.”
I rolled my eyes playfully, “Did you really just apply because I wanted to go here?” Her forehead creased.
“Well I mean I’m undecided on my major, and I didn’t want to go to a different school than my best friend so.. I guess so. Is that bad?” She asked. Her voice was confident, but there was an air of trepidation.
“No! No, it’s not bad. I’m really glad you’re here. I just hope that you enjoy it too.” I tried my best to reassure her. She smiled and I relaxed.
“I know I will. With both of us here, there’s nothing to worry about.” I smile back and pat her shoulder. “Oh! What’s that say?” She dashes over to a colorful bunch of fliers plastered in a building window. Each one is covered in pictures of balloons and music notes. She stops and reads it for a few moments before squealing in excitement. “Oh my gosh, there’s a freshman mixer tonight! It’s at 9pm in the Kennedy building? We should totally go!” She turns to me, a massive smile on her face.
A surge of nervousness shoots up my back, spreading out across my neck. “I um, is that like a dance or something?” She nods excitedly. “Zoe, I don’t know, that’s not exactly my kind of thing..” She grabs my hands and my neck heats up again.
“It’ll be so much fun! C’mon, pleeeeease? We’ll go together.” Her eyes are brimming with anticipation and I can’t bring myself to say no.
“Alright. BUT I’m only going because you really want to.” She jumps in the air, throwing her hands up.
“Wooo! You won’t regret it, I promise!!!” Her excitement was so adorable, I felt my heartbeat quicken. She grabbed my arm and started tugging me down the sidewalk once again, “Now that that’s settled, let’s keep exploring!”
We spent the next hour and a half walking around most of the campus, looking into various buildings, and enjoying each other’s company. Time always went so fast when I was around her.
We finally found ourselves in the elevator of the dorm building we were both in, when the doors to the third floor opened. “This is my floor, but I’ll meet you at the lobby around 8:30 right?” I nod and she grins, “Perfect, see ya!” I wave and she starts walking down the hallway.
The elevator makes it up to the fifth floor and I make my way towards my room, swiping my ID and unlocking the door. A guy is on the empty side of the room, unpacking a bunch of boxes just as I had been a few hours earlier. He turns to face me and smiles, “Hey man! My name’s David, you are?” I smiled back, he seemed friendly enough which eased my roommate worries slightly.
“I’m Max, it’s nice to meet you.” I tried my best to sound casual, meeting new people was always a little stressful.
“Nice to meet you too! It seems like you had no trouble getting set up, were you in the midday time slot?” He asked calmly.
“Yep, my friend and parents helped me move in a few hours ago.”
“That’s good, my parents came from really far away so it took us all day to get here and they had to head back almost immediately.” He sounded a bit dejected.
“I get it, well I’m free for a couple hours so why don’t I help you out? If you want that of course.” I offer and he grins.
“That would be awesome dude, thanks! It’s cool that you already have friends here that were able to help you out. Did you know them before today?” He asks curiously.
“Yeah, my best friend and I both got in here.”
His eyebrows raised, “Damn, that’s awesome dude!” His voice sounded genuine.
“Yeah, we’ve been dreaming about going to the same college since sixth grade. It’s just kind of crazy that it actually ended up happening.” He nodded.
“Hell yeah, that’s really cool. What dorm is he staying in?”
“Oh, uh she’s in this building on the third floor.” I say, breaking eye contact for a second.
“Ah, my bad. Well that’s convenient, how long have you two known each other?”
“Third grade, I honestly barely remember much before I met her. I was a new kid at school and she was the only person who was nice to me. It’s been history ever since.” I explain.
“Aw that’s really sweet!” He pulls the last few things free from his final box and sets them on the floor. Then he shoots me a glance, “Have you guys ever dated?” My neck heats up at his sudden question.
“U-uh no, we haven’t dated each other.” I answer, silently cursing myself for how nervous my voice sounded.
He puts his hands up, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to embarrass you or anything.”
“Naw, you’re good man.” I say hastily. “So what do you need help with?”
We spent the next hour setting up David’s side of the room, each of us finally collapsing on our respective beds once we finished. I check my phone, it’s 7:53.
“Shit, I gotta go shower and get dressed. Do you have any idea how the showers work?” I ask David.
He turns and looks at me, “I think you just bring all of your shower stuff and towel to the big bathroom, and it should be like a gym locker room.”
“Cool, thanks.” I grab my stuff and head for the door, making sure to remember my ID this time.
“No worries, but what are you getting ready for this time of day?”
“There’s a freshman mixer thing in Kennedy at 9, my friend wants us to go.”
His eyebrows raise, “Oh, cool. Maybe I’ll check it out.” I give him a thumbs up and head to the showers.
Once I get back to the room, I start digging through my clothes to find something suitable. My eyes settle on a nice short sleeve button up. I grab it and put it on over an under shirt, only buttoning it up two thirds of the way. I glance once again at my phone, the time now reading 8:24. Perfect. I make my way to the elevator and there’s a group of girls all in party outfits standing by the button. As the doors open, they file inside and I cautiously get in with them.
I stand as far from the group as I can, though the smell of various perfumes fill the space. All of the girls are chatting amongst themselves until one of them looks over to me, “Hey, you going to the mixer too?” All the other girls go quiet and look over to me. I feel my mouth go dry.
“U-uh, yeah I am.” I stutter, internally screaming at myself.
The girl who asked smiled, “You should come with us!” I could barely believe what I just heard. She was quite pretty and I felt a thin layer of sweat break out on my temples. Just as quickly though, Zoe flashed through my mind and I shook my head.
“T-that’s really nice of you to ask, but I’m already going with someone.” My voice is clearly nervous, but I’m glad to have stood my ground. She simply shrugs, the smile never leaving her.
“Well, have fun then!” Just then a familiar ding sounds as the doors open, the girls step out and head towards the lobby doors. I make my way out as well, looking for a place to wait. My eyes settle on a comfortable looking couch, and I pace over to it to wait for Zoe.
I can’t help but continue glancing up at the elevator. As the time passes, my nerves keep escalating. I don’t know how to dance, talking to new people can be tricky for me, what if Zoe expects me to do that stuff? My phone buzzes and I look down. Zoe: ‘hey so sorry for being late! be down in a min!!’ I take a deep breath, it can’t be that bad. Hell, maybe I’ll meet some people.
After another minute of waiting, the elevator door opens and Zoe walks out. My existing nerves spike and I feel sweat starting to form on the back of my neck. She’s in a form fitting, blue dress with a very thin, loose grey sweater sitting lazily on her shoulders. Fuck, she’s my best friend I shouldn’t be looking at her that way. She scans the room and spots me quickly, immediately smiling and waving before quickly walking over to me.
“Hey Max! Aren’t you excited??” Her joy helped to calm me slightly, but I was once again stopped in my tracks by her subdued, but flattering makeup. I swallowed dryly.
“I-I uh.. yeah.” I felt like an idiot, barely able to get a few words out without stuttering. She gave me a reassuring smile and leaned in slightly.
“Hey, I get that it’s a little nerve wracking. Don’t worry, I’ll be right next to you the whole time!” Her words and smile did help to settle my nerves slightly and I nod. “Plus, you look quite handsome! I bet all the girls will want to talk to you.” She playfully slapped my arm and I felt my cheeks warm.
“Thanks, you um.. look good too.” God I wish I wasn’t so awkward all the time. These thoughts evaporated near instantly as she beamed at me.
“You really think so?” Her voice made my knees feel weak.
“Yeah, of course.” I can’t bring myself to meet her gaze.
“Aww you’re so sweet!” She then grabs my arm, “Alright, come on! We gotta hurry to not be late.” I let out a small sigh of relief, I was unsure if I’d be able to take any more of that conversation.
We walk across campus, following my map to the right location. We finally get there right around 9 and look up at the building. The sound of ambient party music echoes from the large, open doors. Bright blue and yellow strobe lights dance inside, leaking out onto the sidewalk by the entrance. We turn to each other, she smiles and I take a deep breath. She starts walking inside and I quickly follow her, not wanting to get lost on my own.
As soon as we get inside, the music becomes far louder and the lights are that much brighter. I feel my heart pounding in my ears as I look around at the hundreds of other people our age, already dancing and mingling. Zoe turns to face me and I turn my attention to her. She opens her mouth to speak but I can’t hear what she says.
“What was that?” I call out loudly, trying to be heard above the music. I feel sweat already starting to bead at my forehead and I’m beginning to regret my decision. She leans in close to my ear and I lean towards her slightly.
“Let’s dance!” She yells happily, a big smile on her face. Her lips shine with gloss and my heartbeat only increases. Fuck. She grabs my hand and starts pulling me onto the dance floor. She starts dancing to the music, it’s not super fluid nor exactly to the beat, but for the first time since we came inside, it makes me smile and she smiles back. I start to bounce on my toes a little, feeling incredibly awkward and she starts nodding, her smile only growing.
I realize that no matter how much I embarrass myself, she won’t judge me and a switch flips. Fuck it. I start to move my arms, whatever feels right. I stop worrying and let myself fall into it. “WOO, YEAH MAX!” Her voice is loud but I doubt anyone else notices over the sound of the music and shouting. I feel myself smart to smile uncontrollably, her joy was infectious and made me feel free.
We keep in this rhythm for another song, until a guy taps her on the shoulder. I’m close enough to be able to barely make out what he says, “You want to dance?” She glances over to me. I pause for a second, my heart dropping. After a second I nod, giving her a thumbs up. It’s good for her to meet new people, right? She turns back to the guy and says something that I’m unable to hear. The guy then turns and fades back into the crowd just as Zoe turns back to me.
I lean in, confused, “Why didn’t you go with him?” She shrugs and leans in closer to me.
“I didn’t want to dance with him.” She says matter of factly, her voice barely loud enough to hear even this close. I furrow my brow, looking at her confused but an odd sense of relief floods over me. We get back to dancing as we had been, things near instantly back to normal. After a few more moments, she reaches out and grabs my hands with hers. I feel my eyes widen and I look into hers, all she does is smile.
Each song felt shorter than the last, time passing more and more quickly. I was having more fun than I remember having in a long time. With rapidly lowering inhibitions, I leaned in close again and she leaned in too. “I really like dancing with you, thank you for this.” She beamed and I felt a sudden surge of nerves again, but this time it was mixed with a jolt of excitement.
“I’ve wanted this for so long Max.” Her voice was once again, barely loud enough to be heard. I just looked at her, and she stared right back. In an instant, everything stopped. The music was gone, the lights stopped flashing, the crowd had disappeared. All I knew was the sensation of Zoe’s lips on mine. Just as soon as it came, it was gone. She pulled back and looked into my eyes again. And for the first time, I noticed the deep yearning in them. I wasn’t going to miss it again. This time I leaned in first, and she met me midway. Our lips pressed against each other with an awkward ferocity, a passion without wisdom or experience. Our noses pressed too much into each other, our lips weren’t exactly lined up, our teeth touched a couple times. It was better than perfect. After a few seconds we pulled back. Her fingers grasped mine so tightly and she started to pull me away from the crowd. We made it to the door before I could stop her to ask what was going on.
“Zoe, hey where are we going?” I asked, my breathing uneven and my heart pounding out of my chest. She turned to me, her eyes desperate.
“Somewhere private.” She made a statement but it sounded like a pleading question.
“Yeah, ok.” Was all I could think to say. Her eyes softened and she started down the sidewalk, her hand still gripping mine. “I-I don’t understand..” They’re the only words my brain can think to say.
“What do you not understand?” Her voice was shaky.
“Did you just do that because of the party?” My head was spinning.
She stops walking and turns to face me, her eyes wide, “Max I-” She takes in an uneven breath. “I’ve liked you since freshman year of highschool.” I felt my mouth drop open slightly, did I hear that right? There’s no way. “Why do you think I didn’t go to prom with anyone? Why do you think I never dated anyone longer than three weeks? Why do you think I turned that guy down at the party?” I could barely believe what I was hearing.
“But you- I mean.. b-but why?” I manage to stumble out. She laughs, though it sounds pained.
“Max, you've always been there for me through everything. We’ve always done everything together. You always stood up for me when I couldn’t stand up for myself. How was I not supposed to fall for you? I..” I’m such a fucking idiot.
“Why did you never tell me?” I asked softly, she looked down and I saw a tear roll down her cheek. I felt myself welling up.
“How could I? What if you didn’t feel the same. I couldn’t risk our friendship because of this. I couldn’t be selfish and ruin everything.” Her shoulders shook and she began to sob. In an instant I pulled her close, hugging her as tightly as I could. She sobbed into my shoulder and I felt tears start to roll down my own cheek.
“Zoe I.. You weren’t and wouldn’t have been selfish. I’m so sorry you had to go through that alone.” She continued to sob and I rubbed her shoulder reassuringly. “Can I tell you something?” She slowed for a second, sniffling and nodding into my shoulder. “Zoe, I’ve liked you for the past few years too. I was so sure there was no way you’d like me. I pushed my own feelings away. I felt ashamed, as though having a crush on you was some terrible thing for me to impose on you.” She had slowed her crying at this point, and she pulled back. She looked up at me, her eyes seemed so fragile.
“A-are you telling the truth?” Her voice was quiet, barely above a whisper. I nodded and smiled, and felt another tear roll down my face. More tears welled in her eyes and she collapsed back into my shoulder, her sobbing starting again. I just held her like that, as long as we needed. “I love you Max.” I felt a lump in my throat as I nearly broke.
“I love you too Zoe.” Her arms tightened their grip around me for a few moments before she let go and took a large step back. She sniffled and wiped at her eyes with her sweater, before looking back up at me. There was a shallow smile on her lips.
“I’d really like to go somewhere private now.” Her voice is shaky, but there’s a newfound conviction. I wiped the tears from my eyes and chuckled.
“I-I think I’d like that too. Do you have anywhere in mind?” I ask, unsure of anywhere truly private on campus.
“My roommate isn’t moving in until tomorrow, so..” Her eyes plead with me and I nod aggressively. Her smile widens and she once again takes my hand. “Follow me then.”
We run together through campus, making our way back to the dorm as quickly as we possibly can. Once we get to the building, we burst through the doors and run to the elevator. After an agonizing thirty seconds, the doors open and the space is empty. As soon as the doors close, we have true privacy for the first time all night.
We stand still, just looking at each other before I break the silence, “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
Her eyes widen and she takes a shallow breath, “You’re so handsome..” We come together like magnets, and the kiss is instantaneous. Our inexperience is clear, but the passion is equally so. We continue for a few moments, then Zoe tenses up. Suddenly a bubbly sound fills the space for a few, long seconds. Zoe pulls her head back slightly, her eyes wide, “Fuck, I-I’m so sorry! I didn-” I kiss her again and her shoulders relax slightly.
“Shh it’s ok, trust me.” Her face softens and our lips meet again. After another moment, I’m met with a strong sulphuric smell and she pulls back again.
“Oh god, I’m sorry, I messed this all up!” She looks mortified.
“Zoe! It’s not a big deal, I promise. I really couldn’t care less, everyone does it.” The smell is now filling the elevator, and it’s starting to tickle my gag reflex slightly but I do my best not to react.
“A-alright, if you’re sure..” Her voice was uneven. Every breath I took was heavily tainted by the scent of her fart, and for some reason I felt something stir in me. Maybe it was just because of our heightened emotions, or us kissing for the first time. But I felt like every breath I took was turning me on further, despite the smell. Just then the doors opened and we stepped out into the hallway. She looked at me excitedly and led me to her room. She swiped her ID and we went inside.
It didn’t take us long to make it to the bed, Zoe throwing her sweater to the ground before climbing on top. We both sat up, looking at each other for a moment before I spoke up, “S-so what exactly did you have in mind?” My mind was racing, and I felt myself getting hard as a rock in nervous anticipation. Her eyes were so full of desire and they made me feel weak.
“Um I-I don’t know, maybe kiss some more?” I didn’t need to be told twice as I leaned in, her lips crashing into mine. My hands awkwardly started to fumble along her back just as hers did the same. Drunk on our embrace, my left hand drifts down her back until my fingertips flirt with the base of her hips. She doesn’t seem bothered at all and I cautiously continue my downward trajectory. I’d pictured that perfect ass so many times, always feeling slightly guilty. No longer having to hide my attraction, my hand fully settles on it before giving it a light squeeze.
Her lips pull back and her eyes bore into mine, “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted you to do that..” My dick presses tightly against my pants.
“I would think about your ass when I touched myself sometimes.” Any semblance of a filter was long gone at this point. Her eyes sparkled, filled with a lust that I had never seen before.
“W-what else did you think about?” I felt her heavy breath puff against my lips.
“Everything; kissing you, you in your tight workout clothes, your swimsuit at the beach. All of you drives me crazy Zo- W-wait what are you doing?” She starts unbuttoning my shirt, each movement clumsy and desperate. I help her and take my shirt off faster than I ever had before. She then starts pulling off my undershirt and I simply let her. She pulls it over my head before tossing it aside. We lean in again, each kiss is slightly more aligned, slightly more focused than the last. After a couple more minutes of making out, she pulls back with a slight grimace on her face.
“Fuck, not now please not now.” Her voice is panicked and I look at her with concern. “I- Um, look I know you said it’s not a big deal but my stomach is really starting to hurt and I’m worried that I’ll-”
“Hey, hey Zoe, listen to me.” I try my best to sound confident, and she tilts her head to the side slightly. “I. Don’t. Care. At all. Please, I need you right now.” Her face softens and she nods shallowly.
“I’m really sorry.” Her voice barely above a whisper, a bright red blush forming on her cheeks.
I can’t help but chuckle, “You have nothing to apologize for, I promise.” She nods lightly once more. “Um.. do you want me to take my p-pants off?” I feel my cheeks flush as well, but she starts nodding far more aggressively. I smile and start to fumble with my pants just as another fart rips into the bed. It’s long and quiet, and for some reason I feel my cock twitch.
She covers her face with her hands, “Oh my god this is the most embarrassing thing that’s ever happened to me..”
I finally manage to pull my pants all the way off, and toss them to the floor, “Hey what did I say before?” My voice is shakier than I planned. She peeked out from her hands, though her eyes quickly darted down to my boxers. I felt my cheeks burn, no one had ever looked at me like that before. Just then the smell of sulfur flirted with my nose, identical to the smell from the elevator. My cock twitched again and I felt confusion mix with my arousal.
“It looks big..” Her voice was muffled by her hands, but I felt my heart soar. “C-can I see it?” She pulls her hands from her face, her eyes now trained on mine again though her voice is barely above a whisper.
“I um, I’ve never showed it to someone before.” My heart felt like it was going to pound out of my chest. Her kind eyes remained on mine, helping me steady myself.
“You can trust me Max.” Her voice was reassuring, and there was a pleading to it that made my confidence spike. I nod and slowly pull my boxers down until I’m fully exposed. “I’ve thought about y-you too.. I waited so long for this.” She sounded ecstatic, I had never been this hard in my life.
“Me too Zoe.” I felt a newfound resolve, a kind of confidence I’d never had before. Her tongue darted around her lips as she looked at me with hunger in her eyes.
“Can I t-touch it?” I nodded before I could think. She smiled and scooched towards me before daintily reaching out. Time slowed as her fingers inched towards me. The sensation of her warm, slender fingers wrapping softly around me sent jolts of electricity rocketing through my body and I gasp. She giggled playfully at my reaction and started to ever so slowly move her fingers up and down my length. “Does that feel good?” I was in heaven.
“Y-yeah..” Was all I could manage to vocalize. She started to slowly speed up and I groaned, only making her lips curl up more. After a few more moments there was a soft bubbling sound that I barely registered. A few more seconds, and a familiar eggy scent toyed with my sense of smell. Overwhelmed by the ecstasy of her playing with my manhood, and confused by my newfound feelings, the words spilled from my mouth without a single thought, “That’s so hot..” She stopped, her fingers pulling away from me and I crashed back down to earth. Oh god, what did I just say?
“W-what?” She stuttered, both of our faces turning a deep crimson.
“W-wh- I mean- I.. uh” I wish I could die. Confusion is etched deeply across Zoe’s face, but the corners of her lips start slowly turning up.
“What was hot Max?” I couldn’t even swallow, my mouth was far too dry for that. My eyes shoot to the floor, another second of eye contact and I’d never be able to look at her again. Another soft ripper sounds against the bed and I feel my cock twitch again. I wish I could just disappear, but I’ve never been so turned on and I couldn’t tell why. That same eggy smell, though this time it’s sharper, more pronounced. It twitches again, harder. What was happening to me? “Was that.. hot to you?” My ears felt like they were on fire now too. Her voice softened, the playful teasing faltering for a moment, “You can tell me anything Max..” I look back up, her eyes are soft and understanding.
“Z-zoe I um, I don’t know exactly. I- uh, I’ve never been turned on by that before but..” I glance away as I stumble my way through my words.
Her voice is kind and soft, “But..?”
I take a deep breath. “You’re really turning me on, a-and well I mean.. It’s kind of turning me on when you uh.. fart. too.” I glance back at her, and her eyes gleam with a playful desire.
“See, was that so hard?” Her voice was reassuring, but there was a slight mischievousness to it. I could barely process what was happening.
“I- But.. you aren’t grossed out?” I ask incredulously, panic clear in my voice. She smiles and shakes her head and I feel my heartbeat slow down just a hair.
“Why would I be grossed out? Everyone has their kinks, plus it’s kinda cute! You like me so much that you even like my toots.” Her last sentence sent another burst of arousal through me and I couldn’t help but nod. Her smile broadens and she reaches out, before her fingers delicately find themselves on my manhood again. I groan as she starts her slow movements up again. She giggles, “I should feel lucky, I’ve always held them in around you cause I didn’t want to gross you out. But now that I know about this little secret of yours.. you’re in for quite the surprise mister~” Turns out her teasing translates incredibly well to the bedroom.
I hum in pleasure, desperate for her to continue. “W-what do you mean?”
“I’ve always been sooo gassy, I just didn’t want to embarrass myself.” She starts speeding up her movements and I grit my teeth. She giggles again, “Now I know I don’t have to hold them in ever again.. speaking of which..” She bites her lip cutely and scrunches up her left eye just as an absolute monster pummels into the bed for seconds on end. As it comes to a close, her face relaxes and she lets out a long sigh of relief. Her expression nearly makes me explode. Then I’m hit with a disgusting waft of sulfur. This one stunk much worse than her previous releases, and despite my disgust I felt my orgasm get desperately close.
“F-fuck, Zoe stop! Please!” Her eyes widened in fear and her hand darted back.
“Oh god, did I do something wrong? I-” Her voice was full of panic.
“No! No you did nothing wrong at all! I um.. I felt like I was about to cum already. Sorry..” Her look of panic instantly relaxed before once again shifting to one of unbridled confidence.
“Oh! ..why’d you ask me to stop then?” Her voice dripped with a teasing mirth.
I glanced away for a moment, “I wanted to save it for.. you.” Her eyes widened and she grinned as her cheeks flushed bright pink.
“Oh.. I see. D-do you want to do that now then?” The air in the room felt electric.
“Mhm.” I nod, feeling my cheeks flush too.
“I probably need to take this off then..” She starts pulling off her dress as I stare. Tossing it aside, I take in the view of Zoe in her bra and panties. I was suddenly taken back to seeing her in a two piece bathing suit for the first time, between freshman and sophomore year of high school. I had.. recalled that moment many many times over the past few years. She notices me staring and smiles embarrassedly, “I-is this like you imagined?”
“It’s so much better.” Her smile widens and she glances away for just a second.
“Then keep watching me, ok?” Her voice was soft and I smile at her reassuringly.
“I wouldn’t think of looking away.”
She reaches behind her and unclasps her bra, it lazily falls down and she pulls her arms through. Her round, perky breasts bounce free and I feel myself twitch again. I can’t look away as she sits there for a moment, looking at me staring. “Alright, now for um.. these.” She takes a deep breath and starts to slowly move her hands towards the sides of her panties. They’re deep violet, nearly identical to the streaks in her hair. As her fingers hook between them and her waist, she pauses. “I’ve never shown anyone this either..” Her eyes are wide and I meet her gaze.
“You can trust me Zoe.” I say, mirroring her earlier reassurance. Her eyes soften before she pulls down, finally exposing her womanhood. Her clean-shavenness catches me off guard for a moment before I notice how much her lips are glistening.
“Thank you Max..” Her voice is shaky. “I feel safe because it’s with you.” I feel that familiar heat behind my eyes once again.
“I feel the exact same way Zoe, thank you too.” My breath is ragged.
“Please..” She pleads and I act on instinct. I pull her into me and our lips meet once again. I’m alert to every sensation; the last bit of gloss on her lips makes them slick, her breasts press softly into my chest, my cock nestling warmly between her sex. My body was set aflame. I hook one arm across the back of her shoulders as I use the other to stabilize myself against the bed, lowering us both to a laying position. “I-I have a box of condoms in my night stand.” She sounded desperate and impatient.
“O-oh, yeah ok.” I got back on my knees and reached over, grabbing one from the box and ripping open the package. I fumbled with it, not having practiced for a couple years. After a few attempts, I got it on fully and I settled back onto her. “Sorry.”
She smiled, “Nothing to be sorry for.” Her eyes were wild and hungry.
“Can you help, um.. guide me?” I ask nervously, my heartbeat was pounding. She grins and nods quickly before sitting up ever so slightly. Reaching out, she takes the base of my cock in her hands. She then guides me right to her entrance before pausing.
“Wait, I have something for you first~” She giggles teasingly, her eyes gaze playfully as she closes one. Another long fart rips out of her ass and into the mattress, a cloud of warmth spreading between our laps. Before the smell could even reach me, I felt her position myself right against her lips. “O-ok, I’m ready..” Her eyes pleaded with me.
“Are you sure?” I ask, wanting to make absolutely certain I wasn’t dreaming.
“Max, please fuck me..” I didn’t need another word. I slowly began to insert myself, every movement bringing me closer to rapture. As my head passed into her, both of us gasped. My free hand drifted to her cheek as our gazes met. I went deeper and she whimpers as I sharply inhale through gritted teeth. Her folds were hot, it was a sensation that I was sure I’d never forget. I finally sheathed myself fully inside of her, the final push making both of us moan. “Oh god-” Zoe breathed. “I-it’s so big..” Her eyes were wide and I smiled.
Unsure of what to do, I started to rock slightly. Every movement was better than anything I’d experienced to that point. “I-is this good?” My voice felt hoarse and awkward, but I didn’t care. Zoe simply hummed and nodded, each second of eye contact felt like heaven. I started to rock my hips in a more exaggerated arch and I began seeing fireworks. Just then I felt her stomach gurgle and remembered the situation, which only spurred my excitement forward. Then another bomb was dropped, just like the big one from before. It rattled and bubbled from her asshole, the temperature around our laps rising rapidly. For some reason I still couldn’t explain, it was turning me on like crazy. Then the smell wafted over me and I felt my hips buck. It was cloyingly thick, with a pungent scent of rotten eggs. I stifled a cough, but this only accelerated my heightened arousal. What was she doing to me? Why did her disgusting farts turn me on so much? Oh well, I wasn’t going to let my confusion ruin this perfect moment.
I saw as the scent reached her, her nose crinkled cutely and her eyes widened. “I’m sorry they stink so bad..” Her voice was uneven, but apologetic. I shook my head.
“Don’t w-worry, I love how they smell.” What the hell did I just say? She grinned teasingly.
“I-I’m glad, cause they can get pretty bad..” Her eyes fluttered as I pushed deeper. “M-max I think I’m close..” I felt her hand reach down as she began touching herself. Between the unbelievable feeling, and her flirty teasing I felt my orgasm getting dangerously close.
“Me too..” I breathe.
Her eyes lock on to mine as she rocks her hips with me, “F-fuck.. Max, I love you!”
I bring my face down, until my lips graze hers, “I-I love you too Zoe..” She sucks in air as her body starts shuddering, violent spasms wrack her body as I reach the end of my rope. I see white as finally, my orgasm crashes through me and we both moan in unison. I press my lips to hers as we passionately kiss through the searing pleasure.
Finally we collapse, and I fall to her side, spent. She turns to face me and we gaze into each other’s eyes. “I’ve waited for this for too long.” She whispered. I grab her hand and squeeze.
“Me too. Now we never need to wait again.” My voice is soft but firm. She squeezes back.