My 1st G/G. How My BFF Became My Lover Pt 2
We lived in a townhouse off of Avent Ferry that our parents had personally vetted the home and the owner. Our drive to our favorite club took no more than 10 minutes. We were always concerned with cops but fortunately we both drove piece of shit hand me down cars (me a Buick; Heather a SAAB) that attracted little attention and got us to school. And now heading to our little crib for our regular dose of strange. We had never fucked twins or even dated brothers so this was kinda fun to us. The boys stayed close the entire short trip. Of course they did. We pulled into our spot and had them park in guest parking and we all went in together. In the light they were handsome and not as identical as they looked just a bit ago. We both did our freshen up routine while they both sat on the couch waiting for something to happen. We both had short skirts on at the bar and left them on as per the usual. We both were in our small kitchen when they both decided to join us. I said “Let’s keep the party goin. Who wants a drink?” We had a wide variety of bottles including nasty shit like Jack Daniels and Yagr. My go-to was and is Capn Morgan aka Capn Morgasm. I love mine with ginger ale. They probably had shitty Jack. I don’t remember.
Our little soirée moved into the living room. We had an old 70s Panasonic receiver with speakers that still sounded great and the music was up n bangin. What’s a party without a little smoke! Out came our little bong and whatever weed we had back then. I’m mere minutes we were all high and chilling. And then something was said. Not very loud and not to me or Heather but from one of the twins to the other. I was suddenly no longer relaxing. I looked at Heather and kind of gave her a head nod away from the living room and got up. She followed right behind me. “What’s up? she said to me. “Not sure. I think one of them said something about hurting me or us.” “What’d you hear?” I had Heathers attention. “I don’t know. I heard “hurt” and I saw them look at me.” Our hearts were instantly racing. Wtf to do now? Plans of getting our fix was no longer on our minds. Here were two big boys in our house that we now wanted out after just meeting them, inviting them to basically spend the night, then partying with them and smoking some weed. We were tiny compared to them. I was no more than 100 pounds and Heather not much more. Heather says “I’m just gonna ask them to leave. Somethings come up.” I gave her that oh fuck look. Like that’s gonna sound believable. I had nothing. We headed back into the living room.
As if they had somehow been in on our conversation, they had both stood up from where they were sitting on the couch. Heather quickly walked to the stereo and hit the power button quieting everything to a stop. “Guys. Something’s come up and we need you to leave.” was what came out of Heather’s mouth. It was a good, bad, ugly moment where we just looked at each other waiting for someone to draw their gun. I was already feeling my heart nearly in my throat when the next thing said made it all worse. “You invited us here and we’re not leaving til we’ve had some fun.” I could have pissed myself from fear. Then my big mouth roommate says “This party is over. Leave!” And with that complete mayhem ensued. The coffee table was flipped and shit was flying. I screamed and they came at me. Frozen in place, one of them grabbed me and basically was mauling me. His hand was under my skirt and groping my girl. He had pinned me up against the door and was kissing my neck and feeling me up. By then I came to my senses and started fighting back. Heather and the other twin were not in the living room. I was struggling and losing but still putting up a fight. My blouse was ripped open and I had scratches and what would be bruises on me. Looking back, I had put up one heck of a fight! Anyway…we hear Heather in all her glory screaming in the upstairs hallway. The other twin runs down the steps and says to his brother “We gotta go!” Before he completely let go of me, here comes my Heather down the steps yelling “Get the fuck out!” And she’s holding a gun! “Get your hands off her! Get out!” They quickly left and the doors were locked and the police called. I had been roughed up but was ok and as everything quieted and the police had left, collapsed in a chair and cried. If not for Heather…who knows. Her bravery and ability to rise above had meant all the difference this night.
“Hey! You wanna drink?” Heather said jarring me from my thoughts. “The usual?” Yes. She sat down next to me and we hugged n cried then laughed and toasted to us. Best friends forever. We finished our drink and headed up to get our jammies on and brush our teeth and wash our faces. Then we both did something that was highly unusual. We kissed. Just a small kiss but right on the lips. We looked at each and smiled. That’s when Heather quietly said to me “You need some company tonight?” I nodded yes.
Our little soirée moved into the living room. We had an old 70s Panasonic receiver with speakers that still sounded great and the music was up n bangin. What’s a party without a little smoke! Out came our little bong and whatever weed we had back then. I’m mere minutes we were all high and chilling. And then something was said. Not very loud and not to me or Heather but from one of the twins to the other. I was suddenly no longer relaxing. I looked at Heather and kind of gave her a head nod away from the living room and got up. She followed right behind me. “What’s up? she said to me. “Not sure. I think one of them said something about hurting me or us.” “What’d you hear?” I had Heathers attention. “I don’t know. I heard “hurt” and I saw them look at me.” Our hearts were instantly racing. Wtf to do now? Plans of getting our fix was no longer on our minds. Here were two big boys in our house that we now wanted out after just meeting them, inviting them to basically spend the night, then partying with them and smoking some weed. We were tiny compared to them. I was no more than 100 pounds and Heather not much more. Heather says “I’m just gonna ask them to leave. Somethings come up.” I gave her that oh fuck look. Like that’s gonna sound believable. I had nothing. We headed back into the living room.
As if they had somehow been in on our conversation, they had both stood up from where they were sitting on the couch. Heather quickly walked to the stereo and hit the power button quieting everything to a stop. “Guys. Something’s come up and we need you to leave.” was what came out of Heather’s mouth. It was a good, bad, ugly moment where we just looked at each other waiting for someone to draw their gun. I was already feeling my heart nearly in my throat when the next thing said made it all worse. “You invited us here and we’re not leaving til we’ve had some fun.” I could have pissed myself from fear. Then my big mouth roommate says “This party is over. Leave!” And with that complete mayhem ensued. The coffee table was flipped and shit was flying. I screamed and they came at me. Frozen in place, one of them grabbed me and basically was mauling me. His hand was under my skirt and groping my girl. He had pinned me up against the door and was kissing my neck and feeling me up. By then I came to my senses and started fighting back. Heather and the other twin were not in the living room. I was struggling and losing but still putting up a fight. My blouse was ripped open and I had scratches and what would be bruises on me. Looking back, I had put up one heck of a fight! Anyway…we hear Heather in all her glory screaming in the upstairs hallway. The other twin runs down the steps and says to his brother “We gotta go!” Before he completely let go of me, here comes my Heather down the steps yelling “Get the fuck out!” And she’s holding a gun! “Get your hands off her! Get out!” They quickly left and the doors were locked and the police called. I had been roughed up but was ok and as everything quieted and the police had left, collapsed in a chair and cried. If not for Heather…who knows. Her bravery and ability to rise above had meant all the difference this night.
“Hey! You wanna drink?” Heather said jarring me from my thoughts. “The usual?” Yes. She sat down next to me and we hugged n cried then laughed and toasted to us. Best friends forever. We finished our drink and headed up to get our jammies on and brush our teeth and wash our faces. Then we both did something that was highly unusual. We kissed. Just a small kiss but right on the lips. We looked at each and smiled. That’s when Heather quietly said to me “You need some company tonight?” I nodded yes.
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