Dancing and drinking the night away.

The next few hours flew by. The four of us took turns dancing, joking around with other people in our orbit of friends. Pete had even managed to a sneak large hip flask of his dad’s whisky. So we took turns taking swigs and enjoying each other’s company.

That’s when the slow dances started. One by one with the music changing in tempo, the couple’s found themselves gravitating towards the dance floor. I watched as Molly and Pete took each other’s hands and started swaying closely. Then I looked around and noticed that it was only really the dateless left on the outskirts of the music. I felt a hand slowly wrap around mine and turned to Kimmy who gestured for us to move. A part of me for a brief spell panicked, thinking, what would people think with me dancing with my former boy best friend. That panic was quickly shrugged off as I looked into her pretty face.

Moving forwards, we quickly found ourselves in the moving bodies. Her hand around my neck pulls me in close and my hand gravitates to the small of her back, above her pert bum.

The four of us friends had always been close, but Kimmy and I had been a notch closer. From kindergarten we had met and managed to essentially stick by each other through out our whole educational life. I was the first person she confessed to when she was fourteen about wanting to transition. I was there when she told her parents.

Being very young then myself I was confused about the whole procedure but seeing the fear and resolution in her eyes when she told me. Told me how she always felt like a girl, how she felt trapped in a boy’s body, how she wanted to go by Kimmy now. I quickly supported her and helped tell the rest of our friends and her family.

Everyone was generally supportive. There were a lot of questions and doubts, but seeing the resolution in Kimmy to transition, these fell by the wayside. The school’s reaction was similar. Going to a progressive school in New York meant a lot of people felt safe to come out. Kimmy wasn’t even the first trans person to attend. So, when the news was public, people were initially mildly curious, but with time the news quickly faded into the headlines of yesterday, and Kimmy was successfully born. Now after hormone therapy and some surgery, the Kimmy of today was dancing in my arms.

Kimmy and I weren’t even planning to attend prom. It was only under the continual begging of Molly and Pete that she and I relented and decided to go as friends. I had been a little hesitant but staring down at the beautiful girl in front of me I couldn’t help but let that melt away.

We all swapped dance partners a few times. Molly and Kimmy were asked numerous times for a dance from other boys in the year. Then just like that, the prom king and queen were named, and the night was over.

We were all pretty tipsy at this stage. Molly and Pete could barley keep their hands off each other as they made out everywhere they could. “Why don’t we all head up to one of the hotel rooms!” Kimmy shouts trying to catch the attention of the two who were clearly attempting to devour the other.

Kimmy grabbed my hand and the other two followed us to the reception where we grabbed both sets of keys for our rooms. Molly and Pete were clearly sharing a room, and Kimmy and I were as well to save on money.

The four of us quickly spilled into Kimmy and I’s room. At which point Molly pulled her own hip flask from her small bag. We all sit on the large double bed, sharing the flask around and laughed about the evening.

“Haha did you see Megan’s face when she didn’t get prom queen! I thought I was going to die from laughing” Molly giggled.

“I know right, I can’t believe it. Upstaged by her vice cheerleading captain.” I reply taking a swig from the flask. “Do you think their gonna stay in touch as friends after high school?” I pass the flask to Pete who accepts it.

He takes a swig as well. “After highschool? I wouldn’t be surprised if she murders her tonight with the way she was staring daggers.”

“She wasn’t the only one staring daggers you know!” Kimmy smirks. “You see how many boys wanted to **** you tonight, Pete, making out with this beautiful thing in front of the whole school!” She giggles pointing to the voluptuous Molly. “I’m surprised there isn’t an angry mob outside with pitch forks!”

“No kidding!” I join in. “You two were more joined at the mouth than the hip tonight.”

Molly stick her tongue out at both of us before turning and giving Pete a peck on the lips. “They’re just jealous baby.”

Pete pecks her back. “Envy is a horrible sin… Wanna go next door and try a few more?” Pete raises his eyes suggestively.

Molly gets up quickly and takes his hand. “You read my mind. Night all we’re gonna turn in.”

“Yea see you guys, awesome night!” He waves over his shoulder and the pair escape out into the corridor and room next door.

Kimmy turns to me, and we both start laughing. “Geez those two are insatiable.”

“I know right, it’s insane thinking that’s the same Pete from like six months ago, I guess a good woman changes you.” I shake my head smiling, happy for my close friend.

“Pff yea, that and having a big cock!” Kimmy guffaws.

“Yea.. wait… what?!” I turn to Kimmy

Kimmy looks over with a confused smile. “Didn’t you know? Pete’s got a huge dick. Well according to Molly.”

“Wait seriously!? How do you know that?”

“She told me obviously…” Kimmy looks over at me smiling. “Girls talk you know, didn’t Pete tell you how they hooked up?”

I shake my head

“O well apparently, he got a hardon next to her that night, while we were at hers. Said she woke up with fucking drainpipe of a cock digging in her back. She woke him, got him to show and her” Kimmy shrugs. “Then that was that.”

My mouth is open in shock. “What do you mean that was that?!”

“You know they fucked, banged, plowed, knocked boots. Molly says she can’t get enough of the thing.” Kimmy smiles at my wordless state. “So you know… We’re probably gonna find out how well this hotel is sound proofed.”

I finally manage to get my composure back. “Wow, who knew… good on Pete.” I murmur.

Kimmy smiles. “Yea Im happy for them. Guess that just leaves us two boring virgins here then.” Innocently look over at me. I look back at her and notice that two of the buttons at the top of her cleavage are undone. She leans back on the bed in a stretch, pushing her breasts forward. I can see the milky pale flesh of her skin on top of the red bra, which pushes its way through the gap of her dress. She stares at the ceiling, seemingly oblivious to my ogling. “It’s a pity, I really wanted to lose my virginity at prom” She looks back down and meets my eyes. “You know just like the movies…” My eyes quickly go to meet hers, but we both know she caught me staring.

With the talk of Molly and Pete, and now staring at my friends spilling cleavage I’m starting to get aroused. I gulp “Err… yea…like the movies.”

A small confident smirk appears on Kimmy’s as she sees my reaction. She leans forward. “Also they say that you should lose your first time to a friend.” She pushes up into a crawling position and I can see straight down her dress to the two plump mounds contained in her red bra.

“…Yea with friends…” I gulp again. Frozen. “Friends are best.”

Kimmy starts crawling up the bed towards me. Soon she’s sitting right in front of me, her chest directly below my eyeline. I swallow again resisting to urge to look down. She leans in closer until our lips are about an inch from each other. “If only I had a friend to do it with.” She barely whispers.

She leaves her mouth there, the silence hangs. I find myself leaning forwards, our lips touch. Then as quick as anything our hands find each other. Kimmy puts a hand in my hair pushes me forwards. I do the same, threading my fingers through her silky black. Her tongue breaches my mouth first and quickly starts to wrestle with my own. In fact, Kimmy starts leading the kiss, my mouth following hers. My tongue being led by hers. She grabs one my free hand and shoves it down in the opening of her dress. Slipping it under her bra, I feel the soft supple skin and the taunt hard nipple. She places her hand over mine and guides it, in massaging her.

My brains a blur as I get lost in it - distorted by the generous chugs of the Pete’s hip flash I had been taking all night and this gorgeous girl making out with me. I can’t believe I’m kissing my best friend. I can’t believe how aggressive she’s being.

She releases her hands from my hair and brings them down to the shirt I’m wearing. With my tie and suit jacket in the corner, it’s the only thing I have on my top half. She quickly starts unbuttoning them one by one at the top, the whole time passionately kissing me. Once she gets halfway down, she stops, reaches for the bottom of the shirt and then breaks the kiss as she pulls it over my head. She casts it aside before tackling me to bed and kissing me again.

This continues for a few more minutes until Kimmy bites down on my bottom lip and slowly withdraws. Just as it becomes painful, she releases it.

We both lie there panting, with Kimmy looming over my prone body. She slowly sits up. “Fuck...” She breathes

“Yea…” I agree my mind mush.

“I mean fuck…” She repeats looking at me

“Aha yea…” I agree again.

“Well, that’s my first kiss out the way” Kimmy winks.

“Wow wait seriously your first?!” Im shocked.

“Hah yea, bad?” she looks over a little unsure.

“BAD!? Are you joking? I mean, my only experience is some girls from camp, but you blew them out of the fucking water!” I gaze at the ceiling, my breath coming back. “Christ I wouldn’t be surprised if you had stolen a bit of my soul with that. You succubus, aha.” Looking back at her I laugh.

The confident look returns to her face. “Well, you ain’t seen nothing yet! Gonna own your own soul by the end of tonight” she playfully punches me.

“I wouldn’t be surprised. Christ, I can’t believe it. Feels weird skipping a few bases and going straight to anal right?” I say jokingly.

“Ha, I know right. I bet a load of the jocks here tonight can’t claim they’ve done it before” Kimmy joins in.

“Yea, I mean I thought I’d be fucking a few pussys before I went to brown town.” I punch Kimmy back, putting a confident façade on. Kimmy looks back at me confused and a bit irritated. ‘O fuck…’. “Shit sorry I didn’t mean it like tha-.”

“What made you think its you fucking me?” She says straight faced.