Future Queens of England (46 page)

Uwe looked smugly at them all.  “
Natürlich
,” he said smacking his lips together. 

“She says she’s already in town and will be along in twenty minutes.”

Seconds later, his phone went off again.

“Who now? Who now?” Bruce squealed, “Oh it’s so exciting!”

Coolly, Gareth read out the text message, “It’s mine.  She’s on her way.”   

“It’s just like bingo, I can’t wait to see who texts next,” Bruce said, unable to contain his excitement.

Gareth placed the phone back in the centre of the table and they all waited expectantly.  Several minutes later they were all still staring at the phone, their excited smiles were fading, as was their enthusiasm.  Then, just as they were about to give up hope the phone went off again.  Gareth scooped it up and read the message.  He left a dramatic pause for a moment, just to build the tension, before smiling and pointing at Bruce.

“That’s a bingo!” Uwe said, slapping Bruce on the back.  Bruce shone with pride and stuck out his tongue at Keenan.

“Now, where’s my bleeding fag hag,” Keenan moaned.  He reached into his pocket and took out his mobile.  He punched in the numbers and put the phone to his ear.  Keenan closed his eyes and strained to hear over the noise from the club.  His call was answered immediately, but he could not make out the voice on the other end.  Keenan stuck his finger in his ear and began to speak, “Listen, I can barely hear you, but I am at the gay club, do you fancy coming down?  What?  I can’t hear what you’re saying.  Speak up.”  He crouched down and got under the table, “Okay, say again,” he shouted into the phone.  “You’re what?  Oh, okay.  That’s fantabulosa!  I’m over at the table near the bar, you can’t miss me.”  He came out from under the table and did his own smug face, “She’s already here.” 

“Oh, I hope she wasn’t here scouting for another fag,” Bruce said pulling a face of faux shock.

Keenan stuck his middle finger up at Bruce, “It’s more likely that she was lurking here on the off chance that she might bump into me.”

“Okay, guys, settle down,” Gareth said trying to keep the peace.  “I’d better get some more wine and glasses, our fag hags will all be joining us shortly.”

Elsewhere in the club, Tony had sidled up to a couple of attractive girls and was going through the motions.

“So, you see, I keep having that same strange dream about women night, after night, after night,” he said, coyly staring into his wine glass.  “What do you think they mean?”  He let the words hang in the air waiting for one of them to take the bait.

“Well,” the pretty brunette started, “I think it’s your heterosexual side trying to break free.”

Tony raised his hand to his chest camply, “No it can’t be.  I wouldn’t know where to start with a woman.  I’ve never even kissed a girl.”  He leant forward in his chair and waited.

She nudged her friend, “Well, there’s a first time for everything, isn’t there?”  She took a large gulp of her drink for Dutch courage, then leant in and kissed Tony gently on the lips.

Tony at first pretended to resist, then returned her kiss nervously, before finally pulling her close and kissing her passionately. 

After a moment or two, she pulled away.  “You seemed to enjoy that.”  She looked at her friend and fanned her face and whispered, “Oh, my god!”

“We can’t leave it there.  How sad would it be for me to have only ever kissed one girl?  Can I kiss you too, you know, just to be sure?” 

The two girls giggled at each other, before the first girl nudged her friend, “Go on, kiss him.  I did.”

Her friend picked up her drink, knocked it back and then looked at Tony.  “Come on then, let’s give it a go.”  She leant over the table and their mouths met, they shared a steamy kiss together before sitting back in their chairs.

“Wow!  That was absolutely amazing,” Tony said, out of breath.  “I can’t believe how that made me feel.”  He finished the last of his wine and rested his arms on the table.  “Listen, see these bruises on my face.”  He pointed at them and the girls nodded in acknowledgement.  “Guess how I got them?”

The girls shrugged to show that they had no idea, but hung on his every word.

He leant closer to them, taking them into his confidence.  “I’ll tell you then,” he whispered.  “Gay bashed!”  He sat back and waited for their reaction.

“No!” they said in unison.  “I didn’t think stuff like that happened any more.  Some people are animals.”  They both leant forward and took Tony’s hands sympathetically, “Oh, Tony, you poor, poor man.”

“And what’s worse, I was bashed by actual gays.  So it was an actual gay bashing!”

“Bashed by your own kind,” the brunette said.  “I can’t believe it.”

“I know it’s totally shocking,” her friend added.  “Come here,” she moved around so she was next to Tony.  She put her arm around him and gave him a hug.  “You stick with us and you’ll be alright,” she said, rocking him back and forth gently.

“When I think about what they did it makes me scared to be out in public.  Could we go back to your place, do you think?  I’d feel safer than in this club, I might get gay bashed again.  There are an awful lot of them in here.”

The two girls looked at each other and nodded. 

“Sure,” the brunette said.  “We’re actually housemates, so, let’s go to the off-license and grab some drinks and then head back to ours.”

Tony grinned, “Yes, that sounds like a good plan.  Maybe we could watch
Sex in the City
or some shit like that, or maybe play some Abba songs and have a boogie.”

The three of them got up from their seats and made their way towards the exit to collect their coats.

“Two seconds girls, I’ll be back in a flash,” Tony said, excusing himself.  He pushed his way through the revellers looking for his room-mates.  After a few minutes searching he found them seated at their table with their fag hags.  “Hi,” he said, waving to the girls.  “I didn’t know you were joining us tonight?”

“Come and have a drink with us,” one of them said.

“I can’t girls, I’ve got to go home early.”  He leant over to Keenan and whispered excitedly into his ear, “I’m leaving now with a couple of girls, I’m going to try for that fabled threesome tonight.”  He looked at his hand, “I’m shaking like a leaf.  Oh, I can’t believe that this is going to happen.”

The living room was dimly lit and
Zero 7
played gently in the background.  Tony leant over and kissed the brunette’s neck.  She threw her head back submissively to allow Tony access.  He brushed her hair from his face and nuzzled her gently.  He felt a hand on his shoulder pulling him back and he turned to see her friend.  Her pupils dilated as he moved closer to her and kissed her. 

She pulled away from him and looked him in the eye.  “We’re going to give you an experience that you’ll never forget.”  The girl moved over to her friend and kissed her softly.

“Oh, my god!” Tony squealed.  “Never in my wildest dreams …” he stopped himself and remembered that he had to stay in character.  “Take your tops off, I’ve always wondered what boobs feel like.”

The girls smiled at him and removed their tops, Tony had to pinch himself to make sure he wasn’t dreaming.  He watched goggle-eyed as they removed their bras and threw them at him.  He sat up and reached out and caressed their breasts, the brunette with his left hand and her friend with his right. 

“I can’t believe this is happening.  This is the happiest moment of my life.”  He was so grateful he was close to tears.

“Ssshhh,” the brunette said softly.  “Why don’t you take your clothes off, whilst we slip into something more fitting?” 

Tony nodded eagerly and began to remove his clothes frantically.  The two girls left the room as Tony began to tear off his clothes.  He kicked to remove his jeans and pants as they got caught around his ankles.  Sitting down on the sofa, he peeled them off and threw them across the room.  He removed his shirt and chucked it on top of his jeans, then removed his socks too.  My whole life has been building up to this one moment, he said to himself.  I’ve got to make this last.  He took several deep breaths and tried to calm himself down.  Premature ejaculation, you are not welcome here, he repeated in his head over and over again.

“Oh, lover boy,” the brunette called seductively from another room in the house.  “Why don’t you come and join us?”

Tony stood up and part of him pointed the way to go.  “Thank you,” he said to the universe, “thank you, so much.”  He made his way to where the voices were calling him.

“Come on up.  We’re waiting for you,” her friend called.

Tony bounded up the stairs, his penis slapped against his muscular stomach with every lustful leap.  As he got to the bedroom door he waited and took another deep breath.  “Here we go!”  He pushed open the door and strode into the bedroom.  He looked at the brunette and stopped in his tracks.  She stood there naked except for a strap on dildo.

“What the fuck’s that?” Tony cried, his erection wilting slightly.

The brunette laughed and rubbed her hands up and down it, “It’s a Strap-on- Sally.”

“What are you planning to do with it?” he cried, unable to take his eyes of the beast.

“What do you think she’s going to do with it?” her friend said.  “Come over here, she’s going to give it to you.”

“Oh, don’t play so hard to get, you must have done this with your boyfriends a thousand times.  What’s the problem?” the brunette said looking confused.  She approached Tony, “Bend over, Tony and let me give it to you, you dirty boy.”

Her friend ran over to Tony and grabbed him, “Come on, let’s experiment.”

Panic had set in, here he had the opportunity of the threesome he’d fantasised about for all these years, but at what price?  He looked at these two gorgeous girls, he thought about the possibilities, but, then he looked at the ridiculous dildo.  Oh shit, why had he told them he was gay? he thought to himself.  If I’d been more honest, maybe I’d still have made it here, but without the presumption that it’d be fine to shove that bloody great thing up my arse.  Pearls of sweat appeared on his forehead as he grappled with the situation that was unravelling before his eyes.

The brunette kissed him and ran her hand over his chest.  She trailed them down his torso, drawing a line from his chest to his stomach.  Then her friend reached over too and the pair of them gently caressed Tony’s cock.  He felt the familiar electric tingling sensation and closed his eyes.

The brunette slid herself gently behind him and whispered in his ear, “Bend over.”  He felt the cold plastic against his arse.  She grabbed the back of his arms and pushed her hips firmly against him.

Tony’s back arched and the fear set in.  “Fuck off!” Tony shrieked. 

The two girls flinched as he pushed them off of him and he scampered out of the bedroom and down the stairs. 

“Hey universe,” he shouted as he frantically gathered his clothes together in the lounge.  “Why did you have to kick a man when he’s down?  Why did you show me heaven and then pull the rug from under my feet.  Fuck you, universe, fuck you!”

Chapter Twenty
F
our

The main hall was filled with row after row of symmetrically arrange
d desks.  The students’ faces contorted in concentration as they studied their exam papers intensely.  The only noise that could be heard in the hall was the sound of pens scratching away at the paper
,
and the footsteps of the invigilators as they paced back and forth amongst the aisles.  Tony’s tongue stuck out of the side of his mouth, clamped in place by his teeth.  He feverishly wrote down the answers to question after question.  Gareth looked up from his paper and scratched his head
,
as he racked his brain for the answer.  Out of the corner of his eye
,
he caught sight of Tony scrawling out lines of text onto the paper.  He noticed Uwe gritting his teeth and staring at Tony too.

“He’s a man possessed,” he whispered across to Uwe.

“Shhh,” Uwe replied and raised his index finger to his lips.

On hearing the disturbance
,
the footsteps quickened and grew louder as they came closer to the source of the noise.  Uwe and Gareth quickly put their heads down and tried to look inconspicuous.