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Tales From the Locker Room (Part 2)	By : ShadowProc213 Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 8448 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Tales From the Locker Room (Part 2)
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Author's Note: I'm not sure why, but my stories keep coming out as "blocks of text", which is why the spacing is presently so screwy. If anyone has a way to fix that in the text area form, I would love to hear it.
Second Note: This is a sequel to another story. If you'd like to read that, it's in the M/F section of the Kim Possible stories.
Yesterday, Kim had told the entire cheer squad about hers and Ron's first time. Today, she had promised Ron the chance to tell the girls all about sophomore year. The girls didn't know this yet, but sophomore year was easily the strangest for the two of them. Ron and Kim may not have been in a relationship at the time, but Kim and Josh definitely were.
The girls were all sitting in the locker room, in a circle around Ron, who had Kim sitting across his lap. Tara, overly excitable as she was, kept leaning in close to the couple, only backing away when someone pulled her. Nobody had their pom-poms yet, but everyone was wearing the cheer uniforms. Including Ron.
"Before we get started, I have a question." Marcella posed, "Why is Ron wearing a skirt, instead of sweatpants like the other male cheerleaders?"
"Since the guys' showers are mostly full of jocks, and you guys are okay with Ron being in here, we figured that nobody would notice him walking in here as long as he was dressed like us." Kim explained.
"Besides, I dig the skirt. The breeze is nice." Ron insisted. "I'd wear it all the time if the school hadn't already won that lawsuit."
"Enough about you being a fairy now." Bonnie interrupted. "Let's hear about you being a fairy with Josh." When she said that, everyone looked at Ron, and with a shrug, he started.
...During Sophomore Year...
Kim had been poisoned with the aurora orchid, a plant that would have made her disappear, and Ron went across the world to get the cure. The curative dose of pollen flew through the air like a blown kiss, bringing Kim Back From the Brink of nonexistence.
Ron left the both of them to finish their date, walking across the city and back home. While he was walking home, he only got two calls, the first from Wade.
"Dude, you just saved Kim from a fate worse than death, and she's still going after Josh. I hate to be the one to say this, but you are friend zoned. Hard." Wade taunted.
"This isn't a conversation I feel like having." Ron just about snarled, crushing the orchid and tossing it in the trash as he walked. Regardless of whether or not Wade was right, it was something Ron had heard way too much.
"I'm just saying--" Wade started his argument, but Ron had already hit 'end call' on the Kimmunicator.
The little device rang again, and Ron picked it up with a response written by reflex. "Dammit, Wade. Stop calling me and make a new Wade-bot. With a parachute this time."
"Ron? Are you okay?" Kim asked. "I guess the mission was rough?"
"Not really. I just jumped off a cliff." Ron knew that Kim couldn't see him, since she was calling from the normal phone in her room, but couldn't help smiling. "What about your date with Mr. Monkey?"
"You're going to need to stop calling him that." Kim corrected. "I'm going to be spending much more time with him, since he asked me to be his girlfriend!" Kim squealed, ecstatic.
"I'm happy for you guys. I'm sure I'll think of something to do with the free time." Ron said, "Goodnight." And he hung up. Then punched one of the concrete lampposts.
Rufus looked up at him with disapproval. "Hoho. Jealous." The little beige thing chirped.
"I'm not jealous. I'm practically her brother. I'm allowed to get angry that she's dating." Ron argued. "Let's go home and get something to eat." The little thing scurried onto his shoulder at that offer.
After a dinner with Rufus, and reading one of the notes left behind by his parents, Ron finally got into bed. Setting Rufus down on a perch on his nightstand, "Little buddy, we really do need to think of stuff to do while those two are out on their dates together." Ron reminded. Rufus replied by throwing punches and kicks at little imaginary adversaries. "Kung Fu training? Worth a shot."
Ron laid down, closed his weary eyes, and drifted off to sleep. It felt like no time at all, but he was awakened by the cacophonous ringing of his phone. "Kim?" Ron asked drowsily into the phone.
"No. This is Josh. I got your number from the student directory." Josh explained.
"Okay, that's nice, I guess. Why are you calling me?" Ron demanded, still groggy, but managing to roll over and pull the chain to turn on the lamp.
"The Bible says that a man who looks upon a woman with lustful eyes has already committed adultery." Josh said. "It is a sin against God and the woman you have stained."
"Okay, but why do I care what the Bible says?" Ron asked.
"I'm thinking these sinful thoughts about Kim. If I'm thinking them, then I might act on them. What do you do when you have dreams about putting that beautiful girl on top of you?"
Ron's response was simple, much like Ron himself. "Personally, I'd put her on top of me and let Ron go back to sleep."
Ron heard Josh sob into the phone before speaking, "I can't do that. I'm celibate. In fact, I'm leading the school's abstinence club."
"Listen, man, I'm sure you could talk a lot of this out with Kim." Ron insisted.
"I can't do that! If she knew I was some kind of pervert, she would never forgive me!" Josh yelled.
Ron couldn't help laughing at that. "Listen, if you're that worried about how she'll react, I'll go with you to tell her tomorrow. She won't freak out while I'm there." Ron assured him.
"Thanks, man." Josh said, hanging up.
Rufus looked up at Ron, putting his hands on what passed for hips. "Don't give me that look." Ron told him. Rufus had much better hearing than most humans, and had heard the whole exchange. "Kim deserves to see that her oh-so-perfect boyfriend is crazy."
Ron went to sleep, and this time it was the alarm clock that woke him up. He looked out the window and saw rain falling heavily on the concrete landscape. A shower and a self-cooked breakfast were the only thing between him and a strange promise he had made to a person he barely knew.
Walking outside, but staying under the awning, he pulled out his phone to send a text. 'Josh, I'm going to KP's, meet me there. - Ron'. Ron didn't receive a text response. Instead, he arrived at Kim's door, and saw Josh walking up the long driveway that led to the house.
Ron still knocked, of course. Kim opened the door. "Ron? I was going to spend the day with Josh..."
"He asked me to come here." Ron shrugged.
"Why isn't Rufus with you?" Kim asked.
"I don't think that little guy needs to hear what I'm going to say." Josh said, from right behind Ron.
The three of them were relatively settled in Kim's room. Ron and Kim were both sitting on the bed, Josh standing in front of them with a notebook full of one specific subject.
Josh cleared his throat, then began speaking. "Last night, for five solid hours, I couldn't stop thinking about sex." He announced. "With Kim."
"So?" Kim asked, an eyebrow raised.
"I have sinned by objectifying you." Josh explained.
"Okay... and?" Kim asked again.
"You really don't care that I'm thinking these perverse thoughts about you?" Josh demanded, shocked.
"It's really no big." Kim shrugged. "Besides, you're my boyfriend. As in, a guy that's supposed to think that stuff about me." Kim stopped for a moment, then stood up and stepped toward Josh, putting her hands on his shoulders. "In fact, once Ron leaves, why don't we..." she whispered the last part, but it made Josh recoil.
"But I can't, I'm supposed to stay pure and--" Josh wasn't cut off, he just stopped mid-sentence. His mouth was still moving, but no words formed.
"Hah! This is just amazing!" Ron laughed aloud at both of them. "Josh, you got the one girlfriend in Middleton that would have jumped you, and only you, repeatedly. But you don't want her to do that!" Ron had to work his way through a bout of uncontrolled laughter before managing the next sentence. "And Kim, you got the only teenage boy in this town who takes that abstinence pledge seriously!"
"Ron, go wait downstairs." Kim ordered, a serious look on her face.
Ron managed to slink off down the stairs, closing the door behind him, not wanting to get Kim any more upset. He decided to do what he usually would; namely, make himself some popcorn and watch TV. By the time he sat down on the couch, the yelling upstairs had swelled to a peak.
Kim's father walked up and took a seat on the couch. "Ronald, what is the commotion about?"
"I believe that's a civilized discussion about the merits of abstinence." Ron said dryly.
"Are you trying to say that some boy is trying to sleep with my little Kimmy?" Dr. Possible demanded.
"Nope. The guy is a celibacy nut." Ron answered. "He heads the school Purity Ring club or something. Popcorn?"
"Do you mean to tell me that my Kimmy is trying to sleep with some boy?" He demanded further.
"Yeah. Some boy who doesn't want to do it." Ron reiterated, still holding up the bowl. "We'll hear all about it after the screaming stops." Almost on cue, the screaming stopped and Kim's father sat down, not really wanting to get more involved than he had to.
Josh stormed out the front door, no longer carrying the box full of recorded guilt-ridden fantasies, and Kim came downstairs shortly after, carrying said box. "My perfect boyfriend is a self-loathing whack-job who thinks I'm a pervert." She announced, dropping the box on the coffee table and dropping herself on the couch, sitting on the opposite side of Ron from her father. "What changed since last night?"
The show on the television was some sit-com, which Ron quickly turned off. "Nothing. You found out something about Josh, he found out something about you. That's what happens in a relationship." Ron explained, nudging the box aside on the coffee table so he could put his feet up.
"How would you know? You've never had a girlfriend." Kim shot, still angry. She didn't seem to notice when her father picked up the box from the table.
"I know because I sit, I watch, and I listen. The only thing people at Middleton High talk about are relationships. Everything else is from the internet." Ron defended. "Besides, thoughts about sex don't make very good first-date banter. Right, Dr. P?" Ron nudged James with his elbow, but got no response. "Dr. P?"
"Did you guys read these?" James asked, shuffling through the papers in the box. "If this is what Josh has been dreaming about, he might have a valid point." He held up one page in particular. "This one has a diagram." Indeed, there was a diagram. It showed a detailed drawing of Josh, chained to a kitchen chair, with a woman standing over him, and she was holding what was labeled as a wooden dowel.
"There's a ten-page list here, explaining why each other item in the box is evil. He included footnotes." Ron added. "If you have any intention of staying involved with Josh, you really need to read these."
When he said that, Kim grabbed the papers from Ron and James, and stuffed them all back in the box. "Come on, Ron. We've got reading to do." She picked the box up again, and headed up to her room.
When Ron got up to follow, James stopped him briefly. "If Kim were going to do something... risky... you'd let me know, right?"
"Sure, Mr. Dr. P, if it's any riskier than usual." Ron hinted, staying quiet the rest of the way upstairs. When he closed the door behind him, Ron asked "So, what's the plan? Are we just going to rewrite the poor guys dreams?"
"Of course not." Kim smirked after reading a few more paragraphs, that tinge of evil shining through, "We're going to make his dreams come true."
"When you say 'we'... do you mean you and I? Because, if so, I'm a little lost." Ron tried to force a smile, but the confused expression that came out looked more like fear.
"Not just us." Kim reassured him, pulling out the Kimmunicator. "Wade, I'm e-mailing you a list of items I'll need by this time next week." Then she went back to looking directly at Ron, "But all the real work will be just us."
"Define 'real work'." Ron begged, afraid of the answer.
"We're going to do to Josh everything that he outlines in these notes." Kim explained. "I would do it all myself, but there are some things in here that require a man." She added, getting a disapproving glare. "What? I thought you'd be okay with it. Don't you like boys?" She tried, getting an even deeper glare. "Would you at least try it? For me?" Kim did her puppy-dog pout, and saw Ron twitch before his expression broke.
"Fine. But you owe me big, and I get to leave if it gets too weird." Ron agreed reluctantly.
"Sure. You won't be the one chained to a chair." Kim agreed, now genuinely excited. "And I know just the hotel to call in a favor from."
...a few days later...
Josh went to the Middleton Hilton, assuming that Kim wanted to try to make up from their fight. He knocked on the door of the hotel room, and Kim opened the door wearing an all-black, all PVC outfit that combined a tiny miniskirt with a plunging neckline that went so low as to show off Kim's freshly-waxed naughty bits.
She took a step toward him, cupped his face in her hands, and said "If you want me to stop, all you need to do is ask." Before kissing him. When she slipped her tongue into his mouth, his eyes closed and hands rested nervously against her waist, the smooth plastic feel of her outfit contrasting with the warmth of her skin as she touched him.
"You should sit down." Kim instructed, pulling a wooden chair out from a corner of the room and setting it in the center. This room was large compared to any of the ones Josh had seen, and there was more than enough room for what Kim had planned. She walked toward the desk where she had hidden most of her toys for the day, about to pull out the handcuffs, but saw that her new boyfriend was already sitting on his hands. "Close, but not quite." She corrected, "Pull down your pants."
Josh did as he was told, pulling his pants and boxers to his ankles, then going back to sitting on his hands just like before. Kim picked up the ruler off the desk; it wasn't exactly what Josh had written down... then again, he wasn't exactly chained in place. She brought a few strikes down on his exposed thighs, and saw his arousal clearly growing before her. "Why do you want this?" She asked, honestly contemplating as the redness began appearing upon those legs.
"Because I'm wrong." Josh whispered aloud. "Because in God's eyes, I'm--" Josh never finished that sentence, because Kim slapped him as hard as she thought he could take. It wasn't as hard as she could manage, since she didn't want to hurt him, and she lifted his chin so he would look at her.
"Listen to me. As long as we're together, you don't need to hide any of this stuff. No matter how messed up you think you are, I've seen worse." Kim smiled down at him. "And remember, if God didn't want you to be this way, he wouldn't have made you this way." When she said that, Josh pulled his hands out, and hugged her as tight as he could manage. Kim dropped the ruler to return the embrace, and felt Josh sobbing into her chest; almost immediately, she started crying as well.
... back in Senior year ...
"Aw..." Tara sighed, "That's adorable!"
"So what?" Bonnie yelled. "That still doesn't have anything to do with the gay stuff that Stoppable did."
"Were you not listening?" Kim scolded. "Josh and I did a lot of other stuff that day besides the part where he and Ron hooked up. It's a respected storytelling technique, called 'building momentum'."
"Fuck the momentum!" Bonnie yelled again, though the loud voice seemed to be her default tone, "I just want to fast-forward to the part where Josh and Ron fucked." Ron let out a loud sigh, since he knew there was only one way to appease this bitch.
... In Sophomore year, about three hours after we had previously left off ...
Ron was sitting in a hotel room with his pet, watching pay-per-view that was being comped by a grateful corporation. Saving the world from various super-criminals may have been a lot of fun, but saving a CEO always came with better perks. He was just laying there, watching the newest movie that had come out on DVD, until there was a knock at the wall.
"There's the bell. Room service is comped, so have fun in here, buddy." Ron told his little friend before walking out the door to the next room over. Knocking on the pale eggshell door, he looked down at the 'do not disturb' sign. "Heh. Mankey is already disturbed."
Ron was still smirking at the sign when Kim opened the door, no longer wearing the getup from before, now just barely covering her petite breasts with her right arm. "Look, Josh. Room service." She mocked lightly.
Ron stepped inside, closing the door behind him. "You know, if you're going to answer the door naked, you shouldn't try to hide your chest."
Kim slapped her face with the hand that had been covering her a moment ago. "I just realized that I'm not wearing pants. Anyone could've seen me in the hall, and I'm not wearing pants." She looked up and saw Ron still smirking, now clearly holding back laughter. "What's so funny?"
"The irony. You're upset because a few people in the hallway might have seen you. I've been on international news entirely naked. They had to blur me, remember?" Ron was quickly managing to contain his schadenfreude, and thought to change the subject. "Hey, Josh. How has your day been?"
Josh was sitting, naked, on the now-disheveled bed. "A little weird. I think that sums it all up." Josh answered, nibbling nervously on his lower lip. "I'm a little confused about why you're here."
"You wanted to watch me have sex with another man." Kim answered tracing her fingers along Josh's face. "Right?"
"I was thinking something more like a big black guy. Not your ex." Josh corrected, only to get them both glaring at him. "What?"
"Okay, this something we should clear up. Ron is not, and never has been, my boyfriend." Kim explained. "He's in the friend zone."
"Don't call it that. You know I hate that phrase." Ron said.
"Why? We're friends. It's an important distinction right now that we're not a couple." Kim asked.
"I know that, but 'friend zone' makes it sound like I have a crush on you." Ron argued. "... And they always say it like I screwed something up."
"Not to rub a sore spot, but... you mean you don't have a thing for Kim?" Josh looked dumbfounded. "And you're about to have sex with the hottest girl in school. You landed in some kind of 'friends-with-benefits zone'? That is the luckiest thing I've ever heard."
"Okay, when you put it like that, it sounds a lot better." Ron agreed.
"See?" Kim assured Ron, as he was pulling his shirt up and off his shoulders, "No screw up..." Kim continued huskily, kneeling as she pulled down his pants, keeping her eyes on his. "Besides this one." There weren't any boxers, and the sight of Kim kneeling naked was so sexy, Ron's cock popped out as the waistband was dragged down. It slapped Kim in the face, and she laughed a little "Oops. That was my screw up."
Ron was still very unsure, and glanced over to see Josh looking down at Kim's face, already lightly touching himself. Encouraged by the audience approval, Ron got himself ready by pulling back until Kim could just barely touch the tip of his cock with her tongue.
He thrust himself forward, not yet fully erect, into her mouth. He rapidly firmed up in the moistness of Kim's mouth, feeling her tongue licking as she worked her way down to the base of his shaft. Between the sucking, and the moist grip of her throat, he rested his hands on the back of her head, and she recoiled a little as he came, a strand of the cum landing across her face.
"That seemed a little quick." Josh commented, pausing his self-fondling. "Are you already finished?"
"We're just getting warmed up." Ron bragged, "And warn us when you're about to cum." Ron dropped to his knees, licking the cum from Kim's face and gulping it down just before locking lips with her. Ron and Kim both liked the taste of semen, so sliding it back and forth over both of their tongues was a literally delicious sensual experience.
Kim could multitask, and kept relatively even attention between the boy kissing her and her boyfriend, who was already gripping his cock, stroking as he watched. She grabbed Ron's hand by the wrist. It had been resting lazily on her shoulder, and Kim moved it down to her breast. This set Ron to begin pawing at the softness of her chest.
She, on the other hand, was gripping Ron's shoulder for leverage as she rolled backward, pulling Ron on top of her. Just after, she heard Josh, "I'm gonna, augh--!" She glanced over to see Josh, in one motion, standing up next to her and Ron, then squirting cum all over Ron's lower back.
"Good job with the warning, but I thought you were going to spray on Kim." Ron commented, clearly a little annoyed.
"Just hold still. We'll get you cleaned up." Kim instructed, taking joy in her sultry performance as she slipped out from under Ron, leaving him on all fours. Kim stood next to Josh, and gently guided him downward. "Time to start licking, dear." She said it as a command, and Josh stuck his tongue out to oblige.
She had her hand on the back of his head, pressing down toward the strand's of cum; he dragged his tongue across that flesh, that soft male flesh, for the first time, and tasted the creaminess of himself. When she saw his eyes were closed, she guided his mouth further down, right between the cheeks of Ron's ass.
It had to be obvious, since there was so much flesh not only surrounding Josh's tongue, but touching his face. When she had him right at Ron's asshole, his tongue touched it, and Josh seemed to hesitate. Kim whispered into her lover's ear, "Go ahead, taste it." Josh slipped his tongue inside, Kim's palm resting on the back of his head. And they both heard Ron let out a very girlish noise, clearly moaning in delight as the boy ate him out.
Ron was enjoying himself far more than he had been planning, and burying his moaning face into the hotel carpet. The feeling of a boy tonguing him like that, it made him miss what it had felt like to be a girl, and be filled up. He re-positioned himself, still on his knees, but his torso upright. Josh stopped his ministrations "Did I do something wrong?" he asked, and was answered by the girl behind him taking his cock in hand, pressing the tip against the tight hole of the boy in front of him. She spanked Josh, and he thrust forward inside Ron, putting his hands around that smooth torso. One hand clutching near a nipple, the other just barely touching Ron's cock.
Kim, ever enthusiastic about new things to try with her two favorite boys, rolled right in front of Ron. Her legs were spread wide open, displaying her dripping, hungry pussy. "Please... I want something big and hard inside me." Clearly, the more demure part of Kim was on vacation, and both of these boys were okay with that. Josh guided Ron's cock into Kim's pussy, then started thrusting into this tight ass.
Ron's back arched with each subsequent thrust, until he turned his head and started kissing Kim's boyfriend right in front of her. While Ron and Josh kissed, their tongues displayed from their partly-open mouths, Kim occupied her mouth by burying her face Ron's chest. She dragged her tongue across his little erect nipple. Josh had his hands groping blindly across Ron's body, Ron was groping at Kim's bare flesh, and Kim started squeezing at Josh's supple body just past Ron right in front of her.
Ron's eyes rolled back as he felt Josh cumming inside him, and his entire body felt near-paralyzed, except for the involuntary thrusting forward inside Kim. They were definitely all saying words, but far be it from any of them to remember what those words might be. When Kim's two lovely boys went somewhat flaccid, she immediately jumped to Josh's ear again. "So, sweetie, whose cum do you want to taste? Yours or Ron's?"
"Uh, Ron's, I guess..." Josh agreed after a moment, and was quickly placed to be on his hands-and-knees, with his mouth just over Kim's full pussy. Ron was right behind him, and eased himself into Josh's virgin ass; Kim tongued upward, reveling in the taste of Josh's salty cum dripping from Ron's sweet butt. Josh had already started eating Kim out when he realized that the girlish, almost squeaking, moans were coming from him now.
There were no complaints about the way Ron was fucking him. In fact, Ron was probably being a lot more gentle than Josh had, but Josh still slipped himself off Ron's hard cock, and turned around to slide himself inside Kim. "There it is..." Kim said aloud. Ron moved himself off her face, and Kim immediately wrapped both her arms and legs around Josh. "... I want you both inside me." Kim breathed as she embraced Josh. Ron, from behind her, slipped himself now inside Kim's pussy as well. Ron and Josh had their dicks sliding against each other, and Kim groaning in some mild discomfort. "God, it may hurt, but I do love that stretched-out feeling."
Josh and Ron both kept themselves thrusting into Kim's tight hole, and Kim kept kissing Josh deeply, moaning louder as both of those hard cocks slapped against her insides. She squealed when she felt her insides tightening, and dug her nails into Josh's shoulders. She felt an orgasm rock her body, the muscles in her pussy clutching tight around the boys fucking her, and spraying all over both of them.
As both boys felt the delicious squeezing of her pussy around their shafts, it took just a few more of their thrusts inside before they squirted all over Kim's insides, and on their cocks. The exhaustion didn't just catch up to them, it hit them all in a wave. They fell onto the hotel bed, with Kim and Josh both rolling into that gentle embrace of afterglow.
Ron stood back up and started getting dressed, smiling down at the couple. "I think it's time to leave you two lovebirds alone." He said, pulling his pants on and walking out the door. He walked back into his own room, and saw the bed, and every shelf and counter, filled with empty plates from room service. "Dude! What the hell happened!?"
"Room service!" Rufus squeaked.
"I was gone for twenty minutes, tops. How did you eat all of this?" Ron demanded.
"Pacing!" Rufus gave a thumbs-up with his little paw.
"Dammit, you're not even trying to make sense." Ron growled, picking up his little pet, and scribbling a note to the hotel's housekeeping about how sorry he was for the mess.
... back in Senior Year ...
"See? Fairy! Just like I said!" Bonnie yelled again.
"You know what?" Tara argued. "As Josh's current SO, I'm thankful that they managed to fuck the crazy out of him."
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