Date: Fri, 29 Apr 2005 03:25:51 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jeff Exilimar <jeff_exilimar@yahoo.com>
Subject: Story - Outcasts Part Six

Outcasts
Part Six
Jeff Exilimar

	Mike woke up and got ready for school. He'd slept kinda poorly, 
especially after Ellen had tried to slip out and return home at 
about 1:30am. He'd asked her to stay, but she insisted she had to 
return to her "domicile of record", or she'd anger her guardians. 
Mike comforted himself that today things would begin changing, 
for the better. He hoped. Quickly moving through his morning 
routine, he zipped out the door and off to school. Once there he 
waited by the parking lot gate until he saw Ellen's car pull up. He 
quickly ran over to greet her, but noticed something was troubling 
her as he approached. 

	"Hi Ellen! You ok?"

	"No, Mike. Last night was miserable. The minute I got back 
they were yelling and screaming and the names came." Ellen 
buried her face in Mike's shoulder, causing passing students to 
raise eyebrows. "I just don't know what to do."

	"Well, I know it sounds silly to say, but things will work out. 
I've got faith."

	"I guess you're right.", Ellen sniffled.

	"That I have faith?"

	"No, that it sounds silly."

	The two walked up onto the campus through the main quad 
toward Ellen's first class, leading them past the office. Mike 
quickly asked Ellen to wait; and ducked in to ask a question. 
When he got an affirmative response, he ran out to rejoin Ellen. 
The two continued walking, until they went right past Ellen's 
class door. She protested, but Mike asked her to follow him. They 
soon entered Mike's first class, Physics. 

	"Hi Mike. Ellen, I just got the memo from the dean. Go 
ahead and take the seat next to Mike.", said Mr. Zeeger.

	She did as she was told, her look of bewilderment a stark 
contrast to the silly smirk gracing Mike's face. The forty-five 
minutes passed swiftly and soon they were leaving the classroom 
when Ellen stopped Mike.

	"What's going on Mike?"

	"Well, the Dean and I had a talk, and he agreed you needed 
someone on your side in classes and well..."


	"He shifted my schedule around to match yours."

	"Yap. We had almost all the same classes, with the same 
teachers. Dean Miller wouldn't have gone for it if we hadn't."

	Ellen let out an exasperated sigh. "I'm not fond of suprises."

	"Just because they've been bad suprises, Ellen. I promise 
that I'll not surprise you too much, past today. Ok?"

	She smiled. "Ok. What's next? Not math, it's..."

	"History!"

* * * * *

	Ellen was taking a class condescendingly called "Studies in 
domicile based economic enhancement arts and sciences", which 
was called 'home-ec' in 1957. The class took place just before 
lunch. Mike was taking an industrial drafting course, so it was the 
one time their schedules diverged now. He called the layer on his 
cell to confirm surprise two was in order before meeting Ellen by 
the big tree beside the kitchen where her class was being held. 

	Upon meeting they unpacked their sandwiches, and ate 
them on the bench under the tree. As they finished Mike noticed 
something odd. A pair of couples were heading across the blacktop 
toward the football bleechers. Judging by the sarcastic slogans 
and 'Star Travels' silkscreens on their attire, Ellen and Mike 
judged them to be of the 'nerd' subclass, 'geeks' usually wore shirts 
provided by Orange Computers or MacroSoft. 

	"That's a little odd."

	"Yeah, Mike. I wonder why they're going way out there."

	"Well, they're probably going to go make out."

	Ellen giggled.

	"We could go check it out, maybe those four would be willing 
to be..."	

	"Allies?"

	"Well... I guess. I'd be happy with non-beligerents, myself. 
But 'nerds' are usually open minded if not socially adept."

	"They were adept enough to hook up together, hmmm?"

	"Evolution."

	That earned him a slap on the back of the head from Ellen. 
The two got up and began to walk out toward the bleachers, to do 
what Mike called 'reece' and Ellen called 'trying to not embarrass 
everyone involved'. Ellen's term proved far more correct, for as 
they approached, they could hear the unmistakable sounds of 
people wanting privacy. Quietly Mike and Ellen moved around the 
fenceline and peered through the shrubbery. 

	Both were taken aback by what they saw, for the pair of 
couples were apparently very comfortable with each other. One of 
the girls was lying on her back. The other girl's head was between 
her legs, eating her out with great enthusiasm. One of the boys 
was kneeling over the first girl's head, who was sucking and 
licking his penis with pleasure as she was getting off from the 
tongue between her legs. The final member of the foursome had 
his penis buried in the first boy's rear. He was pumping in and out 
of his friend's behind while the guy was also getting blown from 
below. Mike and Ellen looked at each other in amazement and 
quietly slipped away from the orgy.

	"That was... unexpected.", said Mike as the walked back 
toward their next class.

	"I don't think I could be that bold, I mean sex at school. But I 
really never had the opportunity either."

	"And you're not going to, Ellen! Geez, that'd be hard to 
explain to the parents when you get busted."

	"Hi Mike, Ellen." Said an overweight blonde girl walking in 
the opposite direction. Mike and Ellen waved distractedly. Once 
around the corner, the two's heads snapped up.

	"She said hi." Ellen whispered.

	"No one's even approached me. She's in our first and third 
periods, though. That's odd."

	"We'll have to see what happens tomorrow."

	The rest of the day passed normally, Ellen getting used to 
her new order of classes, although sitting next to Mike was quite 
an improvement. Finally the day ended and they prepared to leave 
campus. Mike begged for a moment to go to the bathroom, and 
made a quick call to confirm everthing had been done. Receiving 
good news he ran to the parking lot where Ellen was waiting for 
him. He hopped into the passenger seat and they drove off to 
Mike's place. 

	"Please, Ellen, I know I told you no more suprises after 
today, so today I have just one more."

	Ellen looked at him quizzically, suspiciously, as they walked 
into the apartment. She was terribly confused when she saw her 
state-sponsored attorney there. He asked her to sign a couple of 
papers and left. 

	"What was that, Mike?" she asked, a little crossly.

	Mike guided her to his room. "Why in gods name is all my 
stuff here, Mike?" Ellen asked, confused.

	"Those papers you signed gave you a supervised 
independence, your supervisor is my pops now, and if you'd like, 
instead of staying at your old place... well... I'd like you to stay 
here." 

	Ellen stood there frozen for a moment, and a worried Mike 
began to shift about in self-doubt. Finally it seemed to fully sink 
into Ellen. She jumped into Mike's arms and buried her head in 
his shoulders. Mike stood there, holding Ellen tight against him, 
and began to feel the effect of the close contact on him. Ellen slid 
off of Mike and looked into his eyes. Without words, they began to 
take their clothes off as they made their way to the bed. 

	Once there the clothes flew into a corner, and the two teens 
flew onto the mattress. As their tongues dueled, their hands 
roamed over each other's bodies. Ellen finally managed to get 
Mike on his back and began kissing her way down his chest, 
across his abdomen, and to his rock hard penis. Lying between his 
legs, she looked up into his eyes as her tounge flicked over his 
balls and the base of his shaft. Mike sighed when she began to 
suckle on his right testicle while gently stroking his rod with her 
fingertips. Finally Ellen's tounge trailed it's way up to the top of 
the penis and her lips engulfed Mike's rod in their wet warmth. 
She flicked her tounge and twisted a bit to make each plunge 
down on Mike a little different, a little exciting. Sure enough her 
efforts were rewarded, as Mike's head flared, and began squirting 
gob after gob of warm juice into her mouth. Ellen kept herself on 
Mike until she was sure he was through, then moved up to cuddle 
next to him. 

	"Happy, Ellen?"

	"Yeah, I think I am. I've never really felt this way, and I've 
never felt 'happy', so I'll take your word for it."

	Mike gave Ellen a kiss on the forehead. "If we do anything 
else tonight, I need to recharge." He kissed her on the neck. "Time 
for me to recooperate." He kissed her stomach. "Gather my will." 
He paused and looked at Ellen. "I better keep you occupied while I 
do that."

	Not taking his eyes off of hers, Mike moved his head down 
and used just his lips to lift and suck Ellen's penis into his mouth. 
As his mouth engulfed her shaft, it was like electricity had struck 
her scrotum and ran up her spine culminating in a gasp of pure 
pleasure. Ellen began to write and moan in ecstasy as her hands 
ran over her breasts and through his hair. 

	Mike marveled at the novelty of it. He'd expected it to be like 
sucking on a finger, but Ellen's penis was somehow soft and hard, 
rigid yet spongy, and oh so warm in his mouth. He bobbed his 
head up and down, trying to set a rythmn to maximize Ellen's 
pleasure. She was moving quite a bit, lost in the sensations of the 
act and didn't need much more encouragement anyway. Finally, 
Mike ran his tounge up her shaft, perfectly perhaps as Ellen 
arched her back. Unfortunatly this caused her hips to retract; 
popping her swelling penis out of Mike's mouth. When Ellen 
recomposed herself to look down her naked, sweaty body to see a 
rather surprised Mike there, his face liberally coated with her 
semen. He sighed and gave her a wry grin. "I guess this is how gay 
porn stars feel." Ellen giggled. "Oh you find that funny?" Mike 
said. He nuzzled his splattered face against her neck, causing her 
to squeal. 

	Finally, after a touch of cuddling, they got up and cleaned 
up. Mike popped in a movie and the two cuddled up naked against 
each other. But they soon found themselves drifting off to sleep in 
each other's arms.