After a full day missing, Jimmy drops with a cryptic warning. You’ll get a video call, and you should find a “good hiding spot”. Why?
You only suspect one thing. He’s going to do something very, very stupid with the pens. He could call at any moment, so you cut your talk short. “I got an important message, so I’ll have to tell you later, but I was thinking to make my free choice a submission for the Lit page.”
“Is that so?” Ashley smirks, her eyes full of doubt and interest. “Well, if you want to, you can. Didn’t expect you to be a poet, though.”
“Well, it’s an idea I got. It’s not poetry, though. Anyways, gotta go – see you tomorrow for layout duties.”
“Alright. Bye.”
As you step away from the office, you immediately dial Jimmy’s number. You hoist your bookbag, keeping your ear stuck to the phone. The call cuts before the second buzz, and soon enough, you get a notification.
Another text. [Can’t talk now. W8 4 the call.]
--
You manage to arrive at your house with time to spare, as you haven’t received a call from anybody. Claire’s already there, but she’s absorbed on her phone and couldn’t care. Your mother, however, quickly notices your arrival. “Hello, David.”
“Hey, Mom.” You approach her, dropping your bookbag. “Something wrong?”
“Julia called me. She asked if you’ve seen Jimmy recently.”
That moron... “Not exactly. I mean, I’ve been kinda distracted at school to notice him. Why?”
“Apparently, he skipped all his classes today, and he’s been arriving late to his house. She was hoping you’d know.”
You feel a buzz on your pocket. “I guess that must be him.” You check; the number is vaguely familiar. “Guess it’s not. But if I talk to him, I’ll ask and tell Missus Wilson about it.”
“Alright.”
“By the way - I’ll probably arrive late this week because Ashley assigned me for layout duties again.”
“Two weeks in a row?” She grins. “I think she’s acknowledging your work – you must be good at it!”
“It’s not that hard, Mom.” Once again, you feel the buzz. “Just annoying. Anyways, gonna be upstairs.”
As you move, Claire finally notices you, holding your arm. “You really don’t know where he is, or are you covering for him?”
“I honestly don’t know.”
“Are you gonna be late because of school reasons?”
“Just like last week,” you remind her.
“Who’s the one calling?”
“I’ll figure out when I’m upstairs.”
She stands and hounds you. “Why do you have to answer upstairs? Why not here?”
“Because it’s none of your business. If you want me to tell you, you have to tell me where you were yesterday.”
“You know. With Katie.”
“Where with Katie?”
“David?” Your sister grins as your mother calls for your attention. “Your sister can go wherever she wants if she tells me where. Stop bothering her. Claire?” Her smile immediately fades. “Your brother has every right to his privacy, just as yours. Stop bothering him. Am I clear?”
“Yes, Mom.” Yours was a bit more cheerful than hers, even though you got chewed on equally. You take the opportunity to slide away and hole up on your room, where you see a message from Jimmy.
[Dude. Where U at?]
[Hd 2 deal with mom n clare] you reply. Soon enough, the same oddly familiar number appears on your screen, requesting for a video call. You answer, and you understand everything.
It’s Samantha. “Hey, David.”
You waste no time calling him out. “You’re in big trouble. You skipped school?”
“I didn’t,” Jimmy says, dripping with sass. “I wouldn’t skip school. I’m a responsible--”
“You turned into her before classes?”
“Wanted to see what she was studying. She takes like three classes with Lauren.”
“Your mom’s gonna kill you when you get back to your home. She got a call from school; they told her--”
“No one’s seeing you?” he interrupts.
“Jimmy, did you listen to what I told you?”
He cackles. “I think you’re wrong. I’m Samantha, remember?”
“Jimmy,” you stress. “I’m serious. Mom told me your mom called her.”
“Listen - you’re near your mom or something?”
“No. I’m in my room.”
“Perfect.” You notice he drops Samantha’s phone, then starts undressing. “I was hoping you would. I don’t mind if you start jerking off – that's the point.”
You scoff. “You’re gonna masturbate through a video call?”
“So you get a taste of what you’re missing.” He slips off Samantha’s underwear and takes a sniff. “Woof! Loving this smell.”
“Dude,” you tell him. “I know I made a mistake giving you the pens, but you’re taking this too far. What if my mom asks--?”
“That’s why I told you ‘find a good hiding spot’. I’m not a moron.”
“What if her mom knocks on your door?”
“That’s the best part,” he tells you, excited. “She’s not here. And neither’s her dad – they both work until late. That’s a thing they do now, though, since--”
“So that means you’re alone.”
He grins impishly. “Pretty much. Hey - you know she finds you cute?”
“I bet you’re saying that to troll me.”
“Naw. Honest. She also thinks Jess and you make a good couple.” He follows suit, sighing. “I guess that’s what I like about me – being a hot, hopeless romantic.”
“Why hopeless? I hate to admit it, but she’s hot. She could be with any guy she wants.”
“She’s looking for Mr. Perfect,” he reveals as he twists and turns, until Samantha’s vagina is front and center. “She laments you’re already taken.” You notice he thrusts her fingers deep in and sucks a lungful of air. “Fuck! This feels good.”
“So you are gonna do it.”
“Can’t I relax at my own home?” he says between moans.
“That’s not your home, Jimmy.”
“It is – mmm! It is for the time being!” He spreads her thighs further, shoving her fingers faster and deeper. “Oh, fuck! This is better than masturbating as a guy!”
“Are you fucking crazy?”
“More like – mmph! - crazy to jerk off!“ He bends forward, twisting Samantha’s face into a rictus of pleasure. “Y-you know what we could do?”
“Don’t tell me you want to--?”
“You could shove your dick up my pussy! Th-that way – oof! - you could score with a chick!”
“First of all,” you tell your friend as he slowly reaches climax, “if I wanted, I could ask Jess. Second, it’s not like I--” You see a stream jet into the screen and groan. “--and there you go. Honestly, Jimmy – I'm being serious here, and you couldn’t hold up for just, one, second!?”
You hear panting, then notice a finger wiping the screen. Samantha’s mouth gasps for air, her hair a total mess. “Better strike when the iron’s hot.” He licks her finger, then sucks it before winking at you. “Don’t you think?”
“Are you gonna listen to me or just do whatever you want?”
Though he wipes Samantha’s vagina with her panties, you notice you rattled him – you know his reaction. “Jeez, I thought you’d be more excited.”
“I guess that settles it.” You groan, as he’s doing everything Tina has warned you. “Listen - if you thought I’d jerk off to you jerking off, you were wrong. What’re you gonna do about that thing with your mom?”
“I’unno,” he says infuriating you. “Gonna say that I was kidnapped or something. Wait, that reminds me. You know she ate all the bullshit we told her?”
“Whaddya mean?”
“I mean the stuff you told her about the spiked drinks! Hell - you should thank me for feeding that lie to Aurora.”
“Why?” You rub your eyes. “She called you while you were wearing her.”
“Mmhmm! She was wondering if I recalled something. Turns out, she called her earlier, asking me - uh, real Samantha - what happened after Starky’s, and she - again, real Samantha - said she didn’t, other than she - that is, you - took her to her house. Which means you know how to get here.”
“Had to take her there. I'm not trying to abuse of her, after all.”
“Is it really abuse if she doesn't know?” (That was a chilling, disgusting claim from his part.) “Anyways, she called me on Monday, and I did a little fibbing. I said that whatever they gave us, meaning Laurie and her and me - was so bad we still can’t remember, but that I could prove she - that is, you - took me - real Samantha - home. She asked why we had to go to Starky’s, by the way.”
“What the hell did you tell her?”
“That we had to return because I lost a lipstick, but couldn’t find it, and that she promised she'd go look for it. She's not believing that one, but whatever.”
“So you were the one that talked to Jess and I!”
“If I told you I wasn’t, would you believe me?" Jimmy's twirling Samantha’s hair, smirking his usual way. “That was the real Samantha who did it. School was too crowded, so I followed her and zapped her here.”
You huff. “You’re such an idiot.”
“An idiot with a banging body,” he taunts by showing Samantha’s naked body. “And a fucking cute voice and enjoying the time of her life.”
“And when you ignored my calls--”
“--it was because I was trying to find her, then change into her, then play with this hot pussy.”
“And you arrived late--”
“Because it was so fun, I lost all notion of time. Her parents almost got me! But of course, I slipped away without them knowing. Anyways, I wanted to have some more fun, so I got to school early and changed into her.”
“Getting you in trouble with your mom.”
“Yeah, but like I said, I’ll figure out an excuse. It’s the first time I’m doing it. So... wanna come? I mean, here - though I wouldn’t mind if we fucked each other.”
You're starting to lament ever taking the call. Tina was right - he’s far gone, and he won’t change. But if you don’t do anything, who knows what else he’ll do.
Especially when you see what he has in his hand - Laurie's skin. “I kinda miss my friend, y’know.”
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