Poor Little American Girl

Bam and Ville were walking in the closed down Mall looking for stuff to buy. Ville usually didn't find much in Malls, but Bam was able to get it closed solely for him so he figured he'd buy some bed linen or something. The rest of the crew were there as well but they were scattered all over the place. Ville couldn't help but start to think about Nathalia. He wanted to say sorry for what he did and say that he wasn't thinking, he was attracted to her and that doesn't give him the right to go into her personal bubble. He had his whole speech down until Bam shoved him softly.

"Dude you've been all emo and moody today. What the fuck happened this morning" Ville was in no mood for Bam to make fun of him but he knew that he couldn't keep his feelings to himself, he's had too many bad experiences and knew what could happen.

"This morning I had breakfast with Nathalia"

"Paris Hilt-"

"Yes..her" Ville cut in. Bam quickly let the smile on his face fall when he heard Ville's tone of voice.

"What happened at breakfast"

"It isn't what happened at breakfast it's more what happened afterwards". Bam grabbed Ville's wrist and brought him to the nearest bench which was located in front of a lingerie store. "She invited me to her place cause she said she had time before work and what not. But um, yeah I didn't think anything would happen cause I'm not Novak. It's just.." Ville paused and looked up at the ceiling. He needed some time to recollect himself, but it wasn't working so well. "She's just so beautiful mate. Like the things she says and does are so..brilliant". Bam smiled at his smitten friend but he couldn't help but feel a bit jealous. Ville was his idol and very close friend and he felt sad that his attention was drifting away from him and onto someone else. "I kissed her and she kicked me out" Ville said after a long silence. "I fucked up didn't I"

"No, it hasn't been a whole day yet and fuck it, you don't have to wait for her call, you can call her" Bam said loudly. He was now standing on the bench flailing his arms about to the amusement of his friends. Ville wanted nothing more than to call her but was scared of seeming too needy. He shouldn't feel needy, he shouldn't be needy because he shouldn't be wasting it on someone like her. Someone who loves the color pink and thinks evil and dark thoughts. Someone who wears little pink hoodies and shirts that expose their smooth, flat, and toned stomach. Someone who wears shorts that show off her thighs, her pale porcelain thighs.

Fuck you're getting hard Ville thought to himself looking at his buldge. Quickly he went to the bathroom and into one of the stalls. He unzipped his pants and was very happy he made the smart decision to not wear underwear. His dick sprung out seeping precum that was just waiting to be licked off. He rubbed it completely over his dick moaning loudly. He was so happy that he was alone in the room. He started to pick up the pace and moaned even more, leaning against the stall door tilting his head back. His mouth hung open letting out a loud moan. Minutes later he started to feel a familiar burning in his stomach. Gasping Ville let his cum squirt out and into the toilet. He washed the rest of the cum off his fingers at the sink feeling like a fucking scumbag. He stared at himself in the mirror for a few more minutes before going back out to where the rest were.
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Ville's ass was vibrating as he laid on the bed smoking his third cigarette. "Hello" he mummbled.

"Geez happy to talk to you too" Nathalia's sarcastic voice said. Never had Ville perked up so fast.

"Na-Nathalia" he stuttered

"Wanna come over my place again"

"You're not ma-"

"You coming or not, kinda driving here" she said cutting him off.

"Yeah"

"Cool" she hung up and Ville sighed dashing to the bathroom to clean up. After taking a 10 minute shower he dressed and threw a beanie on his damp hair. He went down to the Pirate Bar and went to Bam. "Can you give me a ride to Westtown"

"Why"

"To see Nathalia"

"Why don't you just bring her here. It beats the hell out of driving you everywhere"

"I don't think it's such a good idea. I mean what if I choose to fuck her. I can't do that here"

"Like hell, Novak brings his mingin' ass bitches here and fucks 'em all the time" he laughed. Ville got ready to protest again but was cut off by his phone vibrating again.

"Where are you"

"Trying to get a ride"

"Why..oh right...you don't have a license" Ville blushed at her statment feeling a bit dumb. "Well can I just come over" Ville bit his lip and looked at Bam who had his ear against the phone as well.

"Sure you can, bring your ass over" Bam yelled with a laugh. Bam took the phone from Ville and gave her the directions to Castle Bam. "Alright, see you later" Ville heard Bam say and was freaking out. He was pacing back and forth bitting his lip and inner cheek. "Dude will you just chill out".

"I can't"

"We won't make fun of her love of pink or anything" Dunn said. Ville only shook his head still pacing back and forth. He stopped and turned back to the amused eyes of his friends.

"It's not that, it's the fact that-"

"Zilla loves her" Bam interrupted.

"Fuck off" he whined turning to Bam. Suddenly he started to feel hot in the clothes he was wearing piece by piece he removed the light jacket, the scarf, fingerless gloves and hoody. They rested in a pile on the floor and he exhaled lookig at the ceiling. His anxiety got worse when he saw Missy walking over to them with a cotton candy girl.