Author's Note.
This is the first erotic story I have ever written. It has taken me years to be comfortable with the idea of publishing something but I finally decided to take the plunge. Any and all constructive criticism is greatly appreciated.
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Bryce had been looking forward to the concert all year. One final hurrah before everyone went off to college. What he wasn't counting on was his snobby girlfriend complaining and berating him the whole way. Sarah was the epitome of the term "rich bitch". Her father made millions in the stock market and she grew up with a superior attitude. Bryce couldn't believe his luck when she asked him out but he quickly learned she was only interested in him because he was very timid and never stood up for himself, allowing her to make him do whatever she wanted, like a pet. When they turned eighteen and started a sexual relationship, things weren't much different. Bryce had been looking forward to losing his virginity on prom night but learned very quickly that Sarah was a very selfish lover. She refused to give Bryce blowjobs but she practically forced him to always go down on her. He didn't hate doing it but she would always make him do it for long periods of time then send him away. Sarah loved using Bryce for her own pleasure, often riding him until she reached her orgasm and never letting Bryce cum or touch her, leaving him unsatisfied and blue-balled after each session. Nineteen years old and he still didn't know how to stand up for himself.
"This concert is going to be so much fun! You better have gotten us good tickets and I hope you brought enough money for snacks. You can't expect me to pay for everything."
"Like you ever pay for anything in the first place." Bryce muttered under his breath.
"What did you just say?"
"Nothing, it's not important."
"Yeah, I bet it wasn't. And what are we doing listening to this trash? You know nobody listens to Metallica or any of those shitty old grandpa bands anymore. You need to update your library with some Beyoncé or Arianna Grande, you know, good music. And when are you going to get your heater fixed? It's freezing! We should've ridden with Max and Cecilia instead of in this stupid truck." Bryce hated when Sarah said anything bad about his truck. It may have been an old clunker but it was all he had to remember his dad after he died of cancer two years ago. They spent three summers restoring it and when his father handed him the keys and told him it was his when they finished it, he felt an immense sense of pride and closeness to him. His thoughts turned to the SUV in front of them.
He knew exactly why they weren't all riding together; Bryce hated being around Max. Captain of the football team and a total meathead. He always picked on Bryce and pushed him around but played it off as good natured ribbing between friends. So why would he still be friends with him? Because of Cecilia. She was the light of Bryce's life; 5'6" with long black hair and pale skin with freckles adorning her cheeks and nose. She had the classic rocker girl look of wearing torn jeans and black t-shirts with album covers on them. She was a fairly skinny girl from running track all throughout high school. Bryce knew from one day when she left her dirty clothes out that she had 36C cup-sized breasts. He always felt like such a creep for doing it. She shared his love of classic rock and heavy metal, comic books and video games. Bryce knew in his heart that he loved her but couldn't have her. They had started off as really good friends and spent much of their time together until one day when they were sixteen.
Bryce was already dating Sarah and Cecilia was with Max. They had all made plans to hang out but Max and Sarah flaked on them so Bryce and Cecilia decided to hang out together at Bryce's home. His parents immediately liked her and made her feel welcome in their home. They spent the whole afternoon together reading comics and enjoying each other's company. They started listening to their favorite songs and singing duets together and dancing playfully when Cecilia kissed him. Bryce was stunned and didn't have a chance to kiss her back when she pulled away. Tears welled up in her eyes and she gathered her things and ran out of his house before he could say anything. Bryce rarely got to see Cecilia after that and even when he did she barely spoke to him. Needless to say, he was heartbroken but he tried to stay on good terms with her. He wanted her in his life even if it was just as friends. As they traveled down the road, he hoped she was having a better time than he was.
"Hey babe, how about when we get to the hotel, we just go to our room and have some fun?" Max reached into Cecilia's shirt and groped her tits. She grabbed his arm and pushed it away.
"Cut it out! I already told you no. I just want to sleep after we get there, this trip has been exhausting."
"If you think you're tired now, just wait till we get to the hotel." Max put his hand on her thigh and tried to kiss her. Cecilia pushed him away again.
"I said no, you moron! And watch the road! God, I should have just rode with Bryce and Sarah.
"Oh yeah, that Sarah is such a sweet piece of ass. Hey, what do you say I smooth-talk her into a threeway with us on this trip?"
"Like hell I'm going along with that. Besides, I don't think Bryce would like that."
"Nobody cares about what that little shit wants. Maybe I'll fuck both of you in front of him, let him see how a real man does it."
"You are such a pig. Pull over at this rest stop, I need to pee." The two vehicles pulled into the rest stop and Cecilia left for the restroom. When she returned, she found Sarah taking her things out of Bryce's truck and putting them in Max's SUV.
"What the hell, Sarah?"
"Look, Bryce, I just can't ride in that silly little truck of yours anymore. I'm going to ride with Max and Cecilia, and you can just drive by yourself and listen to your crappy music."
"So, what, I'm just supposed to go the last few hours alone?"
"Hey, just look at it this way, I get to ride with two hot chicks and you get to ride without your woman nagging you the whole time. It's a win-win." Max put his arm around Sarah and groped her tit.
She giggled and playfully tried to swat him away.
"Oh, haha, Max, very funny. You know what? I was really looking forward to this trip, but after all this crap, I don't even want to go anymore. If you all want to go, then go, but I'm done with this shit. I'm going back home and I don't care what you do anymore, Sarah. I'm sick of the way you treat me and I'm done with you." Bryce made his way back to his truck and Sarah just shrugged.
"Gee, I wonder what crawled up his ass. Whatever, let's get this show back on the road!" Something about Bryce's outburst gave Cecilia the push she needed. She grabbed her things from Max's SUV and started making her way towards Bryce.
"Hey girl, what the hell are you doing?" Max ran after her and grabbed her by the arm.
"Let go of me! I'm going with Bryce, I'm not continuing this stupid trip with you." She tried to pull away from him but he pulled her back and tried to drag her back to the car. "Stop it! Let go of me!" Max turned around and slapped her across the face.
"I told you not to talk back to me, bitch! Now get your worthless ass back in the car!" Max looked back and saw Bryce walking towards the group. "The hell you want, Bryce? This doesn't-." Before Max could finish his sentence, Bryce punched him square in the face and hit him again in his stomach, knocking the wind out of him and surprising the girls with his show of force.
"Touch her like that again and I'll break your fingers. Do you understand me?" He grabbed Max and slammed his face into the rear bumper of his SUV, knocking him unconscious. "C'mon Cee, let's go." Bryce took her by the hand and led her back to his truck. He opened the door for her and helped her in.
"What the hell, Bryce? You're just gonna leave me here?"
"I'm sure Max will wake up soon. He can take you to the concert or back home, I really don't care which. Stay the hell out of my life from now on." Bryce climbed into his truck and drove off with Cecilia. She sat next to the passenger door, hugging her legs to her chest and quietly sobbing. "Are you ok, Cee?" She sniffled and wiped her face, smiling at him.
"Yeah, my cheek still stings a little bit but I'm ok. That was amazing! I can't believe you just dropped Max like that."
"Neither can I. I saw him hit you and I just sort of lost it. I guess all those years of being pushed around and keeping my anger inside all came out at once. My hand definitely hurts though. He has a skull like a brick wall but apparently he has a glass jaw. Are you sure you're ok?" He reached over and brushed some hair out of her face. She blushed and laughed a bit at his gesture.
"Yeah, I'm fine, but it's nice you're so worried about me." She grabbed his hand and gently rubbed it to soothe him. "I'm fine, I promise. I'm just so happy to finally be away from that asshole." They drove down the road for an hour in silence before Cecilia spoke again. "Does your heater still not work? It's colder as the sun goes down."
"Yeah, sorry. I have a jacket if you want it." Cecilia scooted over next to Bryce and snuggled up to him.
"Nah, it's cool, you're plenty warm." Bryce's heart was beating a mile a minute and he did his best to pay attention to the road. Cecilia started looking around the truck until she found a CD and popped it into the radio. The first song that started playing was "Nothing Else Matters" by Metallica and her face lit up. "Holy crap, I haven't heard this song in forever! Come on, sing with me like we used to when we were kids!"
"I don't know, I might be a little rusty."
"C'mon, Bryce, we haven't sung a duet in years. Please?" Cecilia stared up at him with puppy dog eyes and he instantly melted.
"Alright, for old time's sake." They drove down the highway, singing together like they had never stopped. After a couple of songs, Cecilia's mood was brighter than before and she felt much happier. She looked at the road behind and sighed.
"Do you think they'll be ok?"
"I honestly don't care anymore. I never should have gotten involved with Sarah in the first place. These past two years have made me miserable."
"I know what you mean. It was pretty much the same with me and Max. But Sarah was really beautiful, you must have liked that."
