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Matthew
This party was notmy idea. If I thought I could have talked my Mom out of it I would have done it the first day I got here. The only reason I’m here is because I know how much work Mom and Piper put into making this party a success. I’m also aware of all the towns people who donated services and everything, too. It’d be downright shitty of me as the guest of honor to just not show up. While a few weeks ago I might have been annoyed with Vanessa for putting me through this, but the truth is, her heart was in the right place and I love her for that.
Besides, she has no idea how uncomfortable it makes me being in a big crowd of people, how difficult it is for me to relax. That’s my fault for playing everything so close to the vest, something I’ve been trying to work on. But so close to the big night I couldn’t make her cancel, not when 90% of Holden is here to celebrate me returning home from overseas. Having thoughts of Piper at the forefront of my mind and being sure to stick to the outer edges of the horde have allowed me to keep it together so far and I’m actually pretty happy with that.
Of course bumping into Piper and setting up a quickie in the locker room has been the highlight. Honestly, getting to fill her with my cock while the whole town is gathered nearby is probably going to be the only thing about this party I remember in twenty or thirty years…
Out of nowhere my mother grabs onto my arm and whisks me up onto the stage before I can stop her. Instantly my stomach lurches and my palms start to sweat. I stare into that sea of faces and feel terribly exposed, but I’m determined not to let this minor set back ruin the evening. I’ve got this, I tell myself, this is nothing!
Mom prattles on for what seems like six hours though and with each passing second I feel the weight pushing me further down, threatening to make me crack under the pressure. I’ve never liked being the center of attention, but my time in captivity made this sort of thing downright stressful. I’m so relieved when she finally finishes and I take a step toward the edge of the stage, trying not to just bolt so everyone thinks I’m a moron.
“Matty, would you like to say a few words?”
I freeze in place, trying to flash a charismatic grin, but I’m sure I look like a dumb ass. Hating every second of this I blurt out the first thing that pops into my head, “God Bless Holden!”
The whole gym comes alive with whooping, shrieking and clapping as though I just gave an award winning speech while having my hair done and fucking ten babes. I might have commended myself for making the gathering go wild, were it not for my increasing discomfort. I stand there for as long as I can, fixing a smile to my face and waving. When I can’t take it any longer I lean over to kiss my Mom on the cheek and then I all but run off the damn stage as though someone set my ass on fire!
Once I’m down I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself a bit as I start toward the locker room. It hasn’t quite been ten minutes, but after that I need to pull Piper in my arms and just feel the reassurance of her against me. Hopefully she’ll see me go this way and follow, if not, I’ll just wait until she shows up. Unfortunately my plan to just slip away is foiled by the exuberant mass of Holden townsfolk.
This is when the real nightmare begins. People are swirling all around me, I feel hands on my back and shoulder and some creep even grabs my ass! I grin and try to put some distance between the mass of men and women trying to come talk to me, but nobody seems to take the hint. In reality it’s probably just a few people turning to greet me as I walk by, but in my current state it feels like they’re all mobbing me!
It’s taking all my self control not to lose it every time a hand touches me or a voice speaks up from somewhere beyond my line of sight. There’s too many bodies, too much going on. My head is swimming, my chest tightens painfully. I scan the crowd, gazing frantically from face to face, searching for Piper. I think I shout her name, but I don’t know if anyone can hear me, all I hear is the sound of my own blood pounding in my ears.
“I just need a little space,” I try to interject, but everyone’s so excited they either don’t hear me or don’t understand what I mean. Somebody else pinches my ass and that’s when I finally lose it.
I shove my way through the crowd, unable to breath or see more than a foot or so in front of me. Everyone must be watching me like I’m a mad man, but I don’t care, I need some damn air! I head instinctively to the locker room where I know it should be quiet. I just need a moment to collect myself and then I can go back out there, put on a smile and be the gracious hero that everyone is expecting.
Finally I reach the door and dive inside as though a swarm of furious bees are hot on my tail. Now that I’m safe behind the door I lean against the wall, sucking in gulps of stale, locker room air until the unease dissipates. A couple minutes later I hear a voice behind me say my name, a soft, feminine voice. I grin, feeling a rush of sweet relief. Thank fuck Piper found me!
Much to my disappointment the sight that greets me when I spin around is not my beautiful Piper. It’s one of the waitresses that works with her. What was her name? Oh that’s right, Betty. I remember Piper talking about her and nothing she’s said has ever been nice. One glance at her fake nails and eyelashes, at the make-up globbed on her face and her slutty dress does nothing to improve the impression I have of her. Everything about her screams tramp.
“You really are a hunk,” she says hungrily, her eyes roaming my body up and down like I’m a piece of meat. “Great speech out there, bad boy.” She steps further inside, giggling in a way that she must think is sexy, but makes her sound like a dying crow.
There was a time in my life when I would have jumped on the chance for an easy fuck. During high school and up until I went into the military I was all about hopping from pussy to pussy. If it weren’t for Piper I might still be like that. But as I watch Betty stalk toward me I know without a doubt that I’ve no interest in her. I have no interest in anyone except Piper.
“I was really hoping I could lure you away from the party, lucky for me you left on your own.” She presses against me, her fake tits squished between us. I smell alcohol on her breath. Along with her glazed eyes I guess that she’s buzzed at the very least. “Come on Matty, why don’t you show me a good time?”
“No, I don’t think so,” I tell her, thoroughly repulsed. The only people who call me Matty are adults who knew me as a kid. My mother, Leo, teachers and coaches. Not even my friends call me that, let alone slutty bimbos. Even if I had been into her, that alone would have killed my mood completely.
When she doesn’t listen I push her away, but she just does that annoying giggle and reattaches herself. Her hands are all over my body, grabbing for my cock and ass. I swat them off, telling her again to leave me alone and all she does is roll her eyes and come right back.
“Don’t be shy, I know how hard it must have been, going all that time without any pussy…” She moans, grinding her hips against my crotch. “I can’t wait for you to fuck me, soldier boy.”
