Kenny's Late Ride Home

S-Seven times...Jesus Christ...Nicole almost fucking killed me. Kenny thought to himself as he dragged his feet down the sidewalk in the dead of night. His eyes were barely open, arms hanging down at his sides limp, and his entire body looked completely disheveled. It was just after ten o'clock, and he felt like he was an escaped convict from prison. Nicole had fucked them both into a deep sleep around, six o'clock as far as the teen could remember. The woman was utterly insatiable, forgetting everything else about the event, Kenny couldn't believe how consistently turned on Nicole was. There was no time for a break, no moments to recollect, just back-to-back rounds of fucking. Her ass, her mouth, her cunt...it didn't matter, Nicole wanted it everywhere...I can't even feel my fucking legs.

Kenny had woken in the redhead's bed only twenty minutes ago and even with his exhausted body pleading for him to stay the night and sleep, his mind was too afraid of what would happen as soon as Nicole woke up. So he threw on his clothes and snuck out the front door with the speed of a gazelle but with the silence of a mouse...at least he hoped so. The further he got away from Nicole's house the more assured he felt in his escape, but each step reminded him of just how dumb of a choice it was to not take his car when they went out this morning.

Kenny yawned and rounded a corner, heading down another quiet suburban street. At the rate he was walking, his thirty-minute walk was going to stretch out to at least an hour. The brown-haired teen let out a defeated exhale, wondering if it would be better to just curl up on a bench for the night. It was at this point that street illuminated with headlights, "Oh no...please, God, I don't do this to me. I have nothing left..."The car began to slow and Kenny reluctantly turned as it stopped alongside him,

"Yoooo, Kenny!" A blonde-haired, blue-eyed man called from the driver seat, "What's up dude?"

"Shit, you're right, that is him!" A black teenager added from the passenger seat, "What the hell, Ken, I called you like eight times tonight!"

The car turned off and the two men quickly jumped from the white sports car and leaned against it with curious smiles. The duo in question were Kenny's two best male friends, James "JJ" Jackson, and Brian White. The former being the all-star of the high school hockey team, which earned his scholarship to BMU, and the latter the son of the richest man in the state. With all the excitement Kenny had gotten himself into over the last week he forgot that JJ was back from his family trip as of tonight and that Brian's family had flown back in from a short trip to Aruba yesterday.

"Hey guys," Kenny yawned as he reached into his pocket and tapped his phone a few times, "Yeah, I guess that would do it. Didn't know you called JJ, phone's dead,"

Brian tilted his head, "You didn't charge it up? We tried to call you at five, there was a party going on down at Gwen's place, and figured it'd be good for us all to link back up," The blonde explained while crossing his arms, "It's been dead for over five hours?"

Kenny lazily shrugged back, "And what are you doing walking down the damn street at almost midnight? Where's your car?" JJ added on,

"Home," Kenny sighed, "Which is where I'm trying to go,"

Brian turned to JJ, the pair sharing a long knowing look before looking back to Kenny with grins, "Dead phone, no car, and can barely stay awake. Could only mean two things," Brian chuckled, "you're half in the bag from all night drinking, oooooor..."

"My man just got done getting the very soul sucked out of him!" JJ finished with a loud laugh. Kenny couldn't help but return with a small tired laugh of his own. JJ immediately clapped his hands together, "No fucking way! Hell yeah! Woohoo! My man!"

"No shit, about damn time you greased those fucking wheels!" Brian proudly added on while thumbing to the backseat, "Climb in, the victory ride home is in order,"

"Oh Jesus fucking -- Thank the fucking lord," Kenny blurted back as he stumbled forward, all but crawling into the car as JJ and Brian got back in as well.

As Brian took off down the road, JJ turned in his seat, still grinning like a fool, "Come on now, don't hold out on us, we gotta know who it was. Who did you finally get in that bed? Couldn't have been Mindy, obviously," Kenny scoffed,

"I know it also wasn't my sister," Brian tacked on, "Which, I'll admit, is a bit of a relief," The trio shared a short laugh, "Was it...did you bag yourself an older woman? A nice MILF perhaps?"

"No, she's my age," Kenny rubbed his eyes and yawned again, "Damn near fucking killed me though,"

"Nicole!" JJ exclaimed with a snap of his fingers, "You two have always been close, she flirts with you constantly, and she'd definitely empty a guy out. Am I right? C'mon, give it up, I got it, right?" Kenny let out a short chuckle and lightly shook his head for a moment before nodding. "Oh shit! Nicole Moore, fuck Ken, that's a hell of a first start!"

"No fucking way, dude," Brian glanced into the review mirror with a grin, "That girl is like a sex god,"

"More like a demon," Kenny corrected, "She...guys, I mean it when I say we did everything for hours. I mean, I straight up passed out. I ran out of her house one I woke up, that girl is a monster,"

"Hell, that's a good problem to have," Brian turned the car down on Kenny's street,

"I leave for one damn week and you pick up Nicole Moore...fuck, man. That's awesome, I'm really fucking happy for you. Even if you two only do this one time," JJ turned back in the car seat and relaxed,

Brian started to slow as Kenny's house was fast approaching, "But you are going to try and go for it again, right? Because Nikki...pfft, man, I'd die if I only got that girl once,"

Kenny thought for a moment, and even if he knew he was taking a gamble, he couldn't help himself, "If she wants to do that again, I don't think I'll be able to say no...even if it kills me,"

"Atta boy!" Brian brought the car to a halt and looked back, extending a fist, "Well man, I'll be around for a few more weeks at least, so if you're not too deep in pussy, hit me up and we can chill out," Kenny snickered and bumped the fist,

"Same here, you know I'll be around for the rest of the summer now, so you and Julie want to chill out like usual, I'll be up for it," JJ added, following Brian with a fist bump as well,

"Sure guys, sounds good, but speaking of Julie..." Kenny glanced to his house for a moment, "Keep everything about me on the down-low. I'm...not saying a word more, but I am talking to a few girls, and Julie has always had a stick up her butt about that shit. If she finds out who I'm with, she's gonna try and scare them off, or at least annoy the fucking hell out of me,"

JJ gave an understanding nod, "Yeah, too true about that, no problem man, secrets safe with us,"

"Don't worry, I can even do my best to distract her for you, if you want," Brian jokingly added. The very thought was comical as he had tried hard in high school to get with the Clark girl, only to be shot down aggressively every time.

"Yeah, you want to try that, go for it. I could use the laugh of seeing her come after you with a frying pan," The trio laughed in union once more, "Thanks for the ride Bry, seriously. I don't know if I would have made it,"

"Anytime, man, anytime," Kenny climbed out of the car and gave a final wave to his friends. Brian pulled the car around in the driveway, and pulled off back up the road with JJ, disappearing back into the night.

Kenny let out another long tired exhale and let his arms fall limp once again. The brown-haired teen quickly shuffled his way into his house and right into his bedroom. He kicked off his shoes, dropped his jeans, and climbed into bed, too tired to even think of changing into pajamas. With the last of his strength, he plugged his phone into his charger and passed out into a peaceful, exhausted sleep.