What About Loyalty

Chapter 16

Of course, Hilary was pissed when she learned that I had returned to school. But hey, she knew I didn't give two shits about her, either, and that's okay.

So imagine my surprise when, three days after I got back in school, she came up to my booth in lunch and asked me to sit with her, Ali, and Mamry Killjoy (Ali's other best friend). After I got up to take my tray to the window in which they go, I went over to their table, curious as to why Hilary would want me to sit with her.

I sat in the only available spot (next to Ali) and felt extremely awkward and uncomfortable right away.

"Hi, Harvey," Hilary greeted with a cute smile on her face.

"Uh... hi?" I replied. "I'm just gonna say it. Why did you want me here?"

Hilary's expression turned to fake shock. "Why, Harvey, I just wanted to see how Ali's best friend was doing." As Hilary said this, I thought I saw Ali roll her eyes.

"But... I thought you hated me."

"Come on. Why would I hate you?"

"Weren't you the one who helped Bruce get me suspended?"

Hilary, again, displayed her exaggerated surprised expression. "Oh, you didn't think I'd pretend you grabbed my purpose, did you? Trust me, I didn't wanna go through with it, but Bruce dared me to."

Something about Hilary's tone of voice made Ali suspicious. I guess that's why she decided to jump in the conversation. "That's bullshit, Hilary," she said. "Weren't you telling me last week about how you were glad Har-" Ali's statement was cut short by Mamry shushing her. Ali sighed.

"Y'know, Harvey," Hilary said to me in a somewhat seductive tone. "You look rather tense. Would you like me to help you with that problem?" Hilary then leaned and reached downward. I looked under the table and saw that she was untying her shoes.

I immediately figured out what was going to happen. "Uh... uh, a-a-actually," I stammered, "I'm fine. R-r-really."

"Aw, come on." Hilary kicked off her shoes, then peeled off her socks. "I promise I won't hurt you." Before I was able to leave, Hilary put her bare feet on my crotch. I froze when this happened.

Okay, I guess you're a bit confused. so let me explain. I actually have a foot fetish, but since I vowed to not let it interfere with my school life, my reaction to Hilary massaging my d**k and balls with her feet was pure dread.

As her feet rubbed my scrotum, I began to get a major b***r. Hilary must've felt this, because she proceeded to use her toes to pull down my pants and gave me a footjob under the table.

Normally, I would be very arouse (which, not gonna lie, I was, only a teensy bit), but I also felt extremely ashamed.

Ali must have sense this, because she told Hilary, "Stop! You're making Harvey upset!" Hilary didn't listen, because she kept stroking my c**k with her soles. I think she even started to fondle her own breasts, but I was too defenseless to focus on that.

A few minutes later, I guess I couldn't contain myself, because I went and blew a huge load all over Hilary's toes and soles. As I ejaculated (and she giggled), I began to inaudibly cry. When I was done, Hilary pulled up my pants, then I ran off whimpering like an infant.

I ended up sitting on the floor next to the cafeteria entrance in the hall, crying like a little baby. I heard the door open, so I looked up and saw Ali standing next to me.

"Aww, don't cry, Harvey," she comforted. "Everything's gonna be okay."

"How do I know that?" I questioned.

"And don't you worry about Hilary and Mamry, because I told those bitches I wanted nothing to do with them anymore."

I wiped my nose with my sleeve. "I guess that's good news."

"Of course it it. Are you sure you don't wanna go down to Ms. Huka?"

It was then that I had to confess everything right then and there. "You wanna know the truth?"

Ali seemed so taken aback by this that she didn't reply, so I told her anyway. "My parents are not on vacation. My dad's in jail right now because he f****d me up so badly I had to call the cops, and my mom threatened to kick me outta the house because of it, so I killed her." I began to cry again. "Face it, Ali. I've become a monster."

"No. You're not a monster," Ali reassured. "I just wish you'd have told me this sooner."

Ali's reaction to my story was way different than what I expected. "You're not mad?" I queried.

"Why would I be?" Ali replied. "Look, why don't you let me take you to Ms. Huka, okay?"

"No," I said as I got up. "I'm not letting an adult in on this just so they can report me to the authorities."

"But she's the guidance counselor."

"And how do I know she's gonna keep a secret that huge? How do I know you will?"

"I'm your best friend."

I sighed when she said this, because at this point, she and George were the only people I could trust. "I know," I replied. "I'm going to the library. Gotta figure out what I'm gonna do now." I then walked straight down the hall. Oddly enough, Ali just watched me go.