-Day 4 (Tuesday), 5:04am-
Johnny's POV:
Here we are packing up our shit, and showering because at six our asses need to be off this boat. Why didn't we pack last night? Because since when did we prepare for shit?
I yawn as I kiss him, "do you think we should go wake our parents up or see if they are up?"
"Uh... maybe. I really don't think anyone's up though." He shrugs.
"You're right it's early as hell. I would lay down if we didn't leave in-" I checked my phone, "fifteen minutes!"
We get our stuff and begin our walk to the departure deck. When we get there my parents and Pony's parents around already there.
"Surprised you two are on time." Mrs. Curtis hugs Pony.
"I'm not my Johnny is good at waking up when he needs to." My mom fixes my hair and kisses my cheek. I'm still not used to her affection, and it nearly makes me sad.
"Cellee and Karl are gonna be late." Mr. Curtis speaks.
"How do you know?" His wife questions.
"When are they not?" He rolls his eyes.
Mrs. Curtis giggles, "that's not nice Joey."
Right as he smiles they come down and the line to get off the bot starts moving. They barely made it.
After a few minutes of the line moving we reach outside. I have to force my legs to keep moving because I'm so in awe. This is not an island, it's bigger than an island.
There's huge house like areas, mansions.
Once we all get out, we settle in a spot of sand. There's a lot of sand.
Mrs. Randle then proceeds to explain where we we'll be staying and she hands us each a room key, "Okay so we are all in the Southwest house which is on the front left side in case some of you don't know what Southwest is. Branson is in room SW5 which is upstairs , Stevoda (my heart 😭) is in room SW3 which is upstairs, and JohnnyBoy is in room SW4 which is also upstairs. The Randles are in SW1, downstairs, the Curtis's are in SW6 which is upstairs, and the Cades are in SW2which is downstairs. If you don't like your room, see if one of your buddies wants to switch, but I really doubt anyone won't like their room. Only look for an adult if you're about to die because this is our vacation too. But other than that have fun, don't do anything dumb, and be smart." She smiles and everyone continues walking to the house.
We all stop and gasp for a moment before we really walk in. Me and Pony bolt up one side of Stairs Steve and Soda behind us, Brantley and Lanson are going up the other side.
Pony opens the door and throw my stuff down so I can just stare.
Brantley's POV:
Me and Lansy immediately get on the bed and jump up and down. Our room was a dream.
It was a dream, really. I can't wait to take pictures in here, tonight we have a luxury dinner. Oh wait I forgot, every dinner off the bus is a luxury dinner. Luxury dinner means you have to dress up for dinner.
"Lansy we should go suit shopping for you today." I suggest.
"I forgot about the luxury dinners." His eyes go huge.
"I can tell, let's go get St-" I stop, maybe we should just surprise those two, I think we've been with them enough, "wait... what if we get Johnny and Pony to help us pick out your suit?"
"We should they seem interesting." He agrees and next thing I know we're knocking the door of room SW4.
"What's up?" It was Johnny that answered.
"We were wondering if you guys wanted to help us go suit shopping for me?" Lansy questioned.
"Uhhhh. We were about to go get breakfast but sure."
"Damn, we'll go with y'all. Honestly I had forgot about breakfast." Lansy trails off, when begin our walk downstairs and on out the house. I guess we're gonna go get breakfast somewhere else because there is a kitchen in the house.
"So y'all got tired of Mr. Perfect?" Pony was so much more normal than his brother and mine. Him and Johnny were like real people. Soda and Steve were so superior sometimes.
Me and Lansy look at each other before we look back, "yeah." We smile.
"I see how." Pony agrees.
We end up eating at a Denny's. I swear food is ten times better when it's not from Tulsa.
Once we finish eating we actually have to look for a formal wear place.
"Do you want a suit suit, or like a women's suit?" Johnny questions.
"Probably a women's suit because I don't think a men's suit would fit me." He answers.
With that we stop in a store and begin our search.
"What are the colors of your dresses?" Lansy asks me. Oh so we're matching? I'm excited.
"Pink, Green, Purple, and Black." I answer, I'm so excited to see him in that.
He picks out four and tries each of them on. The first one is the Green one.
It's a dark green like my sequined dress, he's so hot I cannot.
Johnny is like a professional, "this would be great... lose the dress shirt and just wear the blazer, with a black bra. Black shoes would be smart too." Damn I'm gonna get him to help with my outfit too.
Steve's POV:
The kids are no where to be found, so me and Soda disappear too. We go out on the beach. There's surfboards everywhere and neither of us know how to surf so what do we do?
"I'm gonna go get us each a surfboard." Soda's already walking off.
He comes back like we're not about to look so completely dumb, anyway away we go.
We go full sprint into the ocean and just flop on the boards letting the waves eat us away. Not like we can catch'em.
When we're done we put the surf boards up and walk the streets like we just did shit.
There is somehow actually a gay/lesbian bar and of course we go in. I love modernity.
Of course we can't drink anything so we're gonna be match makers.
"Hey." I go up to this random girl, she probably thinks I'm flirting with her.
"Okay bud, I know I'm alone but that doesn't mean I like guys." She scoots away.
"Oh no, I'm here to get you a girl."
"You're like fifteen, how are you gonna get me a girl?" She scolds.
And just at the right moment comes Soda bringing over her new girlfriend.
She's pretty, red head, hazel eyes, "I'm Sammy, I take it you're looking for someone?" She hold out her hand for the other girl to take.
The girl I had went up to shoots me a look of almost amazement, as she shakes her hand, "Gemma." She smiles.
We walk away our job well done, onto the next lost, sad, single soul.
We both go up to a guy, not much older than us seems like he's drinking water.
"Hey." Soda smiles.
"I don't wanna three-sum." He sighs.
Me and Soda double over in laughter.
"Woah bud. We're not here for that either." I clarify.
"We're gonna get you a guy if you want?" I look away.
"Yes, what do I have to do?" He smiles, ugh, he's so gay.
"Do you see him over there?" I point at the guy with long-ish hair and good makeup.
"I've been eyeing him the whole time." He admits.
"Great let's go talk to him." And with that we actually go, no fight back or nothing.
Soda's already done talking the other guy.
"You're so pretty."
"You're sweet."
With that we walk away giggling we're so good.
"What now?" Soda questions.
"Let's go back to the room." I take his hand and lead us there. I think he knows what I mean.
Brantley's POV:
We took the suits back to our room and now we're back out eating ice cream. None of us have seen Steve or Soda all day, but that's fine we're doing great with the four of us.
"Y'all excited for eighth grade?" Johnny questions.
"Not really..." Lansy looks away, I feel so bad for him. People are mean, but he has a lot of friends and half the time people think he's his sister.
"Me either." Pony admits.
"Why not?" Me and Johnny question.
"Well mainly because I'm actually starting to look like a boy, but also people are just annoying."
"People are annoying and I'm not trying to get picked on by ninth graders for being a dad."
"Yeah, I'm not excited about that either but-" Johnny then proceeds to pull down his skinny little sunglasses, "bad bitches find ways to enjoy anything so..."
I gasp, "damn."
"You think your so bad bitch cause your gonna be junior." Pony scoffs.
"No cause, I'm not some bummy track kid and I'm actually bad bitch." He put his sunglasses back all the way on.
Me and Lansy just look in shock bitch just got roasted, by a pregnant kid!
Soda's POV:
-smut-
The amount of hickies on each of us is crazy.
I left a trail to his dick before I sucked it...
It's so hot making him screaming, it's so hot screaming for him.
We're in this huge ass bathroom, making each other quake. He sits me on his thigh, and my body immediately bucks and rolls. I whimper and whine out in pleasure.
"If you like calling me Daddy why don't you say it then hun?" He takes my waist and I look at him.
"Huh~" I pant.
"Call what makes you feel good~" He whispers it in my ear and then kisses my lips.
"Daddy~" As soon as I say it I shutter, the warm feeling in my stomach growing thicker.
I lean into him letting the feeling take me, "daddy~" I moan.
He takes my neck and chokes me. I never knew I liked pain? Or maybe my neck is just sensitive?
He picks me up by my waist and it takes me a second for my hips to stop thrusting.
"Why so horny, darling?" He kisses on my chest.
"Daddy, please~" I beg, oh shit that's great. Make me beg.
"Answer my question." Oo okay, it's like that...
"Daddy, you've been kissing me and making me horny I can't help it~" I literally feel liquid dripping from my hole.
"You're so wet, cutie~" he clings me to him and fingers me, "go on."
I bounce in his fingers letting them hit my spot a countless amount of times before I get off on it.
This is when I catch my breath and pick him up, I nearly fall over because my legs are so wobbly.
"What?" He smiles.
"Tell me what you want Steven?" I squint.
"I want you to put me in my place, completely humiliate me, praise me, and make me cum hard." He blushes like he's already embarrassed by his request.
"So you want me to dominate you?"
His green eyes nearly beg, "exactly that and... can I call you daddy too?" He smiles.
"You're such a freak, of course." I carry him to our bed, the silk sheets are gonna light him on fire.
I spread his legs and pinch his nipples, grinding myself down on his wet meat. He's dripping he's so horny.
His eyes start fluttering and I stop, I'm gonna edge him until he has to cum.
I flip him over and pull his ass in the air teasing him with my tip, I'm not even half virgin at this point I'm 1/4 virgin.
He nearly screams in pleasure as his back arches.
I play with my fingers at his entrance letting them just run across him, "you're such a dirty slut, Steve~"
He's panting, his moans loud, his hiccups and gasp louder.
I stick my tongue in his hole and he goes crazy.
"Daddy daddy, I'm so close~" I come out. And flip him back over.
I rub circles on his nipples again, tears are falling from his face cause of the amounts of pleasure he's in.
"aw why is pretty prince crying? Is daddy too rough for him?"
"N-no." He whimpered trying to catch his breath, "I just have to cum really bad, daddy~" my plan was working.
I lowered myself down, my stomach brushing around his tip and his hips going into a fit of thrust.
"Control, Steven." I demand.
And he does he calms down.
I kiss on him and tell him I love him which he returns. I leave more marks on his neck, and he moans.
Finally once he's stopped crying I do something that's gonna make him cry again.
I stand him up and finger fuck him with one hand my other smacking his ass.
"D-daddy, I'm close, can I cum~" his words are muffled into my chest and he's sobbing as his legs shake.
"Go ahead baby."
And even though he's had multiple orgasms, he still cums. And it runs down our legs before I wipe it up and we get in bed.
Too tired to do anything else.
-that last line is literally me rn, hope y'all liked this chapter it was a lot funer to write than others 🥱 gn-