Quandary ~Johnnyboy, Stevepop, Dal-Bit

i'll love you always

Same Day (well that night). Johnny's POV:
It's night time now, and Tommy went home to get clothes before coming back to stay the night.
For some odd reason everyone trailed into Pony's room. In the middle of our quiet time.

"Are they sleep?" Tommy whispers.

The lights are off and our eyes are closed. Pony's straddling my waist and we're sharing a heating pad.

He started his period about an hour ago and I did two hours ago. Fun!

My heart hurts something awful. This happens every month.

"Hell no. It's only 8:40." Soda flicks on the lights and they call come rushing in.

I get an intense stinging on all across my head and when I open my eyes I shut them back.

"What happened to y'all?" I could hear Dally's frown.

"Periods." Pony says it barely loud enough for anyone to hear.

"Ooooooh." They all nod.

Pony sits up and whispers in my ear, "Do you wanna go jerk off in Darry's bathroom? Maybe we'll feel a little better."

"Why Darry's bathroom?" I whisper back.

"It's further in case we get a little noisy." He shrugs.

"Fine by me." I agree.

He gets off his bed, "I'm gonna go take out my tampon, wanna come?" He asks me.

"Yeah." And I take his hand and we head to Darry's bathroom.

I have in a cup, and Pony does take his tampon out and put a pad in his briefs.

We both just stand up playing with ourselves until we cum in the toilet. Then we wash or hands.

"I actually do feel a good bit better." I tell him.

"Me too."

I take his hand back and we walk straight back into his room. I turn his light back off and instead turn the lamp on.

We slip under his covers.

"Ew pants." Pony points out.

"Oh yeah." He both take our pants off and throw them on the floor.

"What do you want from me for your birthday,
Pone?"

He rubs his hands together and pouts in that rizz way, "that bussy."

I cover his mouth, "the people in this room with black mail you!" I cackle.

They look stunned.

"Shit." He continues joking, "I'm tryna give you that special kiss, if you know what I mean."

"Keep playing." I tell him.

Soda's laughing that evil laugh.

"They're gonna get your ass." I tell him. "And what the fuck do you want?" I ask again.

He takes one of my hands and starts playing with my fingers, "oh you know I don't care babe. I'll be happy with whatever you get me. Your presence is enough." He smiles.

"Great, cause I already got you something, and you're gonna love it." I tell him.

"Oooo I'm excited." His little glances are the cutest.
"How do you think Sophomore year is gonna be?"

"I don't really care as long as I see you a bunch." I tell him.

"Johnny, what do you wanna be when you grow up?"