his_jesus_resemblence_was_a_strange_additiont prefuse73 after the band played their last set and everyone clapped their claps, he turned to her and threw his arm towards the open door. "lets go", he hissed in an urgent whisper. she looked back at the group now breaking down on stage and stood up for the stool. as they walked out onto the sidewalk, people sat among the bushes, waiting to go in for the next show. the street was busy as 2 students stepped out of the art store with large plastic bags, cautiously carrying canvas. walking to the car, the girl remembered his crazy comments back inside about wanting to "be" with someone, how masturbating was sad because there was no one there to hold you after. she laughed at her thoughts and got into the car, blindly ignoring how closely he'd walked with her down the street or how he smacked her butt when she was turned around in the car, looking for the yeah yeah yeahs cd. they passed the movie theater, the new mall and the old mall before before any questions or favors were asked. "you should really just give in you know", he started out, smirking. "give in to what?" she asked, still looking out of the window. "give in to me. c'mon, lets just get each other off." she turned and laughed immediately, not nervous laughter, just laughter. "are you serious?" "oh come on, i am so horny. please..??" this questioning went on for another 30 minutes before she actually let down her guard and gave in. "so whaddya say?" he asked with a hopeful Precious Moments look in his eye. all she could do was continue to look out the window and give him a nonchalant thumbs up. she could see his grin the reflection of the window. still driving and still singing to the newly change cd, he grabbed her hand and laid it on his crotch. she just grinned and did as he asked, not in a demeaning way. driving steadily, he whispered the usual sex phrases like "yes, that's it" and "oh my god, right there" until finally he grabbed her hand and moved it away, stating that too much would make him come. throughout the rest of the 10 minute car ride before a decent parking spot was found, her hand was grabbed and sent to work a number of times, each time dismissed so as not to cause an immature climax. he pulled into a random parking lot and parked the car, leaving the cd player on. "give me a hand job first" has asked in an oddly polite tone. "i'm not very good at it", she laughed, her seat belt already off, her hand already on his thigh. "its ok, i'm going to teach you." he took her hand and positioned it around himself. "now, start at the bottom". she did as she was told and watched as his eyes closed and his head went back onto the seat. he stopped her again, and whispered "ok, now go." she knew what he meant and lowered her head down onto his lap. later on, while reflecting, she would remember how his sounds resembled those of a dog whimpering at first and escalated into the sound of some unearthly being calling for God, with a lot of "fuck"s added in for good measure. he stopped again and said that it was too bright, the area in which they were parked. he zipped up his pants and decided to drive to find another spot, one with a back parking lot and not a lot of light. the "driving-while-you-rub-me" bit continued until a spot was found in the Roman Catholic Elementary parking lot. by this time, he was incredibly agitated and quick to park the car, turn off the ignition and unzip his pants... to be continued because the story is long and the night is short... 031103 ... prefuse73 PART 2 there was no noise or sound in the car, except the sound of his rapid breathing. "alright, go ahead" he said, letting the seat back farther, now looking through the sunroof. she went down, harder now and with more fervor. this was brought on by his encouraging grunts and sighs, fuck yeses and oh my gods. his hand kept coming down on the back of her head, pressing her throat hard against him, causing her to gag but keep her cool at the same time, so as not to disturb the flow. his noises seemed to get louder when he displayed this controlling movement. she didn't mind entirely. it encouraged her if anything to make him louder. "stop" he said, sitting up slightly and moving the hair from his face. "lift up your shirt", he breathed hard, staring at her chest. she lifted up her red and black striped t-shirt as he pushed her bra up and proceeded to suck at her nipples. she tried her best not to enjoy it, so as not to get sucked into his entire "i'll get you in the mood" plan. but it was altogether too late and she gave in, slowly raising her hand to his hair and stroking his left ear. "alright, enough of that" she smiled and pushed him back onto the driver's seat. she proceeded to go back to work, grinning inside at his boy sex noises. he would often give her instructions like "run your tongue along the bottom" or "suck my balls", "go faster...faster" and she happily obliged. his past comments about his stamina were realized during the course of this event - she stayed down for a long while, until he had to ask "whoa, did i come yet? it felt so good i have no idea." "yeah, you did once already. but you're still pretty stiff". "ok, i'm gonna help myself out here, cause i know i can come again. you don't mind do you?" she laughed because to her, this was a stupid question, in light of the present situation. "no, i dont." and with that permission, he proceeded to stroke himself with quick short strokes, closing his eyes and keeping his mouth open until finally saying "ok ok, go.." she went back down to finish the job, swallowing his fluids a second time, gagging on its bitter taste but trying to maintain a semi-clean environment with natural disposal. his coming noises and movements were spastic, grabbing at her back, partially scratching her. she sat up and wiped her mouth with her hand, grinning at the cliche movement. he looked at her with a strange fire, so to speak, and dove at her chest. she gave in immediately, wrapping her arms around his head and pulling at his long dark brown hair. his hand slid up her thigh, over her khaki courderoys and between her legs. at this first touch, this first contact of his hand, she pushed against the seat with her hand, rising up and breathing in sharply. somehow, he knew this meant she liked it and he pressed his hand against her crotch even harder. again she gave in and whimpered in his ear, and he smiled, she could tell, in the darkness of the car. all the friction made her weak and she pulled at his hair and panted loudly like she used to. he came up to her neck and bit her ear, sending an immediate shock through her entire body. he noticed and concentrated on the right side of her neck, still working at her with his left hand. her breaths became gaspy and airy, whispering his name in his hear, making his say "yeah...you like that? you want me to go harder?". she closed her eyes, nodded her head and whimpered something of a yes, taking in the smell of his hair and she grabbing the sleeve of his shirt. "harder", she whispered trying to keep it to a minimum but losing all ability to keep her pantings down. his breath on her neck, his hands and the smell of his hair all came together at one moment and everything simply exploded - she yelped a gutteral yelp and buried her head in his chest, breathing heavy trying not to hyperventilate. somehow, in the front seat, he leaned against the driver's door as she lay on his chest, coming down. after realizing where she was and who she was with, she sat up, pushing the hair from her face and pulling down her shirt. his chest heaved slightly with his heavy breathing and he grinned. "told you i could get you in the mood." 031107 what's it to you? who go blather from