Back when I was eighteen and a Senior I worked a couple of hours a week at a small grocery store owned by a nice Asian family. The owners themselves had emigrated from Japan and didn't speak very good English, but they had several kids who had grown up in America, were roughly my age, and all worked at the store.
Those are immaterial details, I guess. I only worked at the store because it was easy for me to swipe a case of beer here and there.
I showed up supplied with beer and a bottle of vodka that I'd lifted from that store when I met Amy and Megan for our night out.
What I'd tried to arrange was to be alone with the two hottest cheerleaders in school, but when I showed up there were two other girls there.
Worried I'd be mad that we weren't alone, right away Amy said, "Nick, this is my brother's fiancée Sarah. I'm hanging out with her tonight." She said it in an apologetic tone.
I got the story later that Amy's mom pressured her into letting Sarah tag along because Amy made the excuse that she was hanging out with "the girls" and, well, apparently Sarah didn't have many friends of her own.
Instead of greeting me, Sarah just stared at me weirdly.
"Nice to meet you," I offered. "Do you want a beer?"
"Sure," she said.
It wasn't that she was unattractive. Sarah had curly, brown hair and nice skin. I have to be blunt and say she was a heavy girl, though. More than that, she didn't seem to have any social skills. She seemed to be nervous, and kept wiping her hands dry on her jeans.
Sarah was a year or two older than us, and lived with Amy's brother on the other side of town. Both of them had decided to work full time instead of going to college.
I cracked a beer for her, then turned to greet the sisters, handing each of them a beer.
Megan and Julie were the only twins in our senior class. They looked similar, petite with curly red hair, but they weren't identical. In fact, other than a resemblance they weren't anything alike. For one thing, they were dressed much differently. Megan was wearing heels and a short leather miniskirt, while her sister Julie was dressed in jeans and a baggy t-shirt. Just looking at them you could tell that Megan tried to sneak out the door alone and the parents forced Julie along at the last second.
We just chatted for a while about nothing in particular, and drank that first beer.
After the drinks were empty we went to play miniature golf. We had to split up into two groups, and I was with the sisters.
I lined up for my first shot, which was a pretty bad one.
"Maybe you should use your dick, it's bigger than the golf club," Megan said and both girls giggled and blushed. They'd both seen it in the bathroom at homecoming.
I replied slyly, "My cock's better at getting into holes, too."
They giggled some more.
Julie walked up for her shot, and when she did I slipped my arm around Megan's waist for a second. At this point I didn't want my motives to be a secret.
When I thought nobody was looking I passed around the vodka bottle we'd snuck in.
As we played, I kept flirting with Megan and she kept flirting with me, but she wouldn't push it very far in front of her sister. What I did have going for me was that the alcohol was sinking into these tiny girls quickly.
After a while we were done with the game and went back to the car for more beers. It was dark out now. We stood around and talked about what to do next.
"We've got booze," I said. "Let's just hop in the car and cruise around town."
Since nobody had a better idea, that's what we ended up doing. I made sure to climb in the backseat next to Megan and ended up in-between her and her sister. Amy was driving and Sarah was riding shotgun.
We were driving for a bit and chatting, and I worked up the nerve to slide my hand onto Megan's bare thigh. I don't remember what we were talking about in the backseat, but all of a sudden Amy said, "Nick the Prick, do I turn left or right here?"
"Turn left."
Sarah noticed the name. "Nick the Prick?" she asked.
"Oh my God," Amy exclaimed! "I forgot you haven't seen it yet! Nick, you have to show her!"
The girls in the backseat joined in. "Yeah, show her!" they both cooed.
"Okay, but everybody take another pull of vodka first," I said as I passed the bottle around.
All the attention in the car was turned toward the backseat as I started to unzip. Sarah had turned around as well as she could in her seatbelt, and Amy was watching in the rearview mirror.
In one quick motion I whipped my big dick out of my pants and the girls cheered. I was semi-hard, and I started stroking it the rest of the way up with my free hand. My other hand was still on Megan's thigh.
