Saturday I woke up and noticed Pony still sound asleep next to me. I slipped on my jeans and crept down the hall with the mind to start cooking breakfast, but when I reached the living room I found Dallas asleep on the couch, and TwoBit sitting in the recliner, chowing down on some eggs, and watching Mickey Mouse. He nodded in acknowledgement to me, then suddenly, an idea struck my brain. I crossed my finger over my lips, signaling for him to remain quiet. I sneaked into the bathroom and returned a minute later holding a razor and shaving cream. I motioned to Dallas. TwoBit caught on immediately and burst out into a silent laughter. He began to carefully unbutton Dally's jeans, and pull them down just far enough for us to do our dirty work.
"What the hell are you guys doing?" Kit's voice rang behind us. TwoBit and I simultaneously turned around and shhh-ed her. She came in closer.
"Eww, cover that up." She pointed to Dallas's exposed genitals. I shhh-ed her again. She soon caught on after noticing the shaving cream and razor.
"Fine! But I get to watch him kick your asses when he wakes up." She whispered.
We returned to our work, which Dal would not find out about until he was long gone from my house, and feeling an itching sensation.
A few hours later I heard a knock at the door. It was Jelly, arriving for our usual Saturday night date night.
"We should double with Rhyan and Dallas tonight." She suggested.
"Oh..." I said, caught off guard. "Umm..sure."
"Really? Cause you don't sound very sure." Jelly noticed.
"Well..it's just that TwoBit and I played a joke on Dal this morning and I wasn't planning on being around when he figured it out." I informed.
"Boys are so stupid!" Jelly sighed.
Of course, I let her have her way and we still ended up doubling. We played a few games of laser tag. Guys against Girls, couple vs couple, me and Rhyan vs the Winston's...and the whole time I could see that Dallas was fighting an urge. Afterwards, we went to Rhyan's house and played some video games, Dallas still trying to sustain his itch without anyone noticing. Finally, someone spoke up.
"Dal..do you have an issue?" Rhyan shouted.
"I'll be right back." Dallas said, while heading to the bathroom.
The entire time I couldn't help but laugh, while the girls stared at me like I was an escapee from a mental institution. A minute later Dallas reappeared, eyes blazing.
"I'm gonna fucking kill you Curtis!" He shouted.
I hopped up off the couch as he chased me around the house. We eventually ended up in the living room floor, Dal's hand gripping my neck, cutting off my airway. The girls just sitting on the couch watching.
"Boys are so stupid!" I heard Rhyan say.
"Ain't that the truth." Jelly responded.
Thursday, April 25, 2013
Friday, April 12, 2013
If There's One Thing Lion King Taught Me; It's You Gotta Put Your PastBehind You
I came home from school to find the typical snack of milk and cookies that mom always left out for us on Fridays, and as usual one would be missing, because Darry figured that being a senior and getting home early because he has last period release, entitled him to one of my cookies. We had the typical greaser weekend planned, and it didn't take long for Steve, Dallas, and TwoBit to come banging on the door begging our parents to let us come with them. Mom would always talk them into staying a few minutes with cookies, making sure they had at least that in their bellies. Sooner or later we were off to a night of partying with the greasers. There was dancing, smoking, drinking, people touching each other in every dark corner. Even then Darry was on us about alcohol and such, but he didn't have to worry about us hooking up with people. Pony was only thirteen and barely knew the difference between girls and guys, and Kit was so involved with her "girl-friends" shes didn't have time for boys, so it wasn't currently an issue, or so Darry thought.
The moment she saw me she threw herself against me in a hug I could never say no to.
"What's up best friend?" I said.
"Nuthin much Pepsi, where were you in English class today?" She punched me softly in the shoulder.
"Oh you know your cousin...always makin me cut class to cause some trouble." I informed.
"Ya know, maybe if you showed up to class once in a while you wouldn't be failing." She teased.
"Nah, then I'd just be sleeping." She laughed. "Besides, I'm failing cause I'm dumb, not cause I ain't there."
Slowly over the years, I had adjusted to my thoughts about Jelly. She was my best friend, besides Steve of course, and I had only ever thought of her as such. But growing boys change, and as you know, certain hormones kicked in, and I started seeing her differently,as if she had molded into a completely different person over night. We danced, and talked, and did whatever us kids did back then. Before worries, before jobs and relationships, before broken hearts and tainted memories. I remember that night being the first time I ever looked at a girl and thought how beautiful she was, and that if I ended up with someone half as decent as Jelly, I'd be just fine. It didn't take long for Kit to sweep in and steal her away from me, leaving me sitting on the sidelines for a while.
"Hey Curtis!" Dawn said, plopping down on the ground beside me, popping the cap off a beer and taking a long swig on it.
"How ya doin Ms. Cade?" I said.
"Oh you know... parents wanna kill each other, yelling, screaming, the usual." She said.
Dawn wasn't absent of good looks herself, and I had to admit, she was probably more bad ass than I was...WAS. But she had to be, and I sorta liked that about her, she didn't put up with a dude's shit. I'd seen Dallas try things with her multiple times, and he usually ended up with a bloody nose.
Out of the corner of my eye I noticed Dawn was staring at me.
"Soda? When did you get so good looking?" She asked.
I laughed "The moment you started drinking too much."
"No, really?" She insisted.
I just shrugged it off as nothing and glanced around the lot. A bonfire was going, and people had their trucks pulled up, filled with beer kegs and people sitting in them. Some guys were even playing football.
"What do you think that's like?" Dawn said pointing to a couple leaning against the fence, their hands all over eachother.
"I wouldn't know." I said.
"Oh c'mon Soda....a pretty boy like you?" She seemed surprised.
"Nah." I said.
She looked at me for a moment, "Yeah, me either." she laughed.
Don't get me wrong, by this point in my life I had imagined what sex was like about a thousand times, We are horny teenagers after all.
It was getting pretty late, and most of the people had already headed home, including Hunter and Johnny.
"You want me to walk you home?" I said.
"Sure, if you don't mind." Dawn replied. "You can sneak in through my window and we can watch a scary movie like old times, if you want?"
"Hell yeah!" I said, not willing to pass up an opportunity at reminiscing.
Dawn popped "Nightmare On Elm Street" into the DVD player, then headed downstairs to get some cokes and popcorn. Meanwhile, I took her blankets and pillows and made a pallet on the floor in front of the TV. It wasn't long before she returned and we were both sprawled out on the floor, our gaze intense upon the TV and stuffing our mouths with popcorn. In the beginning of the movie, you can hear a couple getting it on in the bed room while Johnny Depp and that one Nancy chick are stuck in the living room listening. I glanced over at Dawn. Her tshirt hugged her quite tightly, as it usually did, and her perfectly tan legs emerged from a short pair of blue shorts, and rested upon my lap. I didn't even notice I had began to softly stroke her leg. A minute later she switched position, laying her head on my chest. Okay, not the first time this has happened, but I held her quite tightly, then my fingers crept up the base of her shirt, stroking her skin. The emotion swept over me, and any horny fifteen year old boy knows, once it starts, there's no stopping it. I didn't know how to go about this, I had never done it before, then again neither had Dawn, so neither of us would be aware if we were doing it wrong. I just went with my gut, and did what I felt like doing.
My hand moved upward, pulling her shirt up with it, and I was surprised that she hadn't tried to stop me. It didn't take me long to figure out that she didn't have a bra on; my hand slipped over her breast when her head turned upward and she pressed her lips hard against mine. She pulled me on top of her and my body grinded against hers. I felt her fingers fiddling with the zipper on my jeans, and the next thing I knew both our pants were off, and her legs wrapped around me. I started out soft and careful, knowing typically for the girl, the first time could be painful. But after she instructed me to keep going, things really picked up pace. I covered her mouth with one hand, because I knew that if she were to make any sort of sound in this moment, Hunter could hear next door. Things were heating up, our bodies pressing against each other, causing my skin to perspire. When the moment came, I didn't know whether to pull out or continue, so I just kept going, until I knew she had gotten there. I was out of breath, and panting, as I laid back on the floor. Dawn breathing hard next to me.
"Holy shit Curtis! I thought the first time was supposed to be terrible." she said.
I smiled. We continued watching the movie, but it didn't seem to take long before the credits started rolling and I had to leave.
"Wanna come over next weekend?" Dawn asked. "I got the new Saw movie." She winked at me.
"Alright." I said, with a grin on my face as I climbed out her window.
Dawn and I had many more similar encounters after that night. Sometimes it involved a late night movie at her place, sometimes it was in the bathroom during lunch period, even occasionally in the car after school let out. That was our relationship, shoot a text, and we were there within minutes. If we had started dating someone, it stopped. But, once we were both single again, and in need of letting loose some sexual tension, we were there for each other. It was somehow never awkward for us, and we never told anyone, except for Steve, cause him and I told each other everything. But that's all we ever were, friends.....with benefits.
The moment she saw me she threw herself against me in a hug I could never say no to.
"What's up best friend?" I said.
"Nuthin much Pepsi, where were you in English class today?" She punched me softly in the shoulder.
"Oh you know your cousin...always makin me cut class to cause some trouble." I informed.
"Ya know, maybe if you showed up to class once in a while you wouldn't be failing." She teased.
"Nah, then I'd just be sleeping." She laughed. "Besides, I'm failing cause I'm dumb, not cause I ain't there."
Slowly over the years, I had adjusted to my thoughts about Jelly. She was my best friend, besides Steve of course, and I had only ever thought of her as such. But growing boys change, and as you know, certain hormones kicked in, and I started seeing her differently,as if she had molded into a completely different person over night. We danced, and talked, and did whatever us kids did back then. Before worries, before jobs and relationships, before broken hearts and tainted memories. I remember that night being the first time I ever looked at a girl and thought how beautiful she was, and that if I ended up with someone half as decent as Jelly, I'd be just fine. It didn't take long for Kit to sweep in and steal her away from me, leaving me sitting on the sidelines for a while.
"Hey Curtis!" Dawn said, plopping down on the ground beside me, popping the cap off a beer and taking a long swig on it.
"How ya doin Ms. Cade?" I said.
"Oh you know... parents wanna kill each other, yelling, screaming, the usual." She said.
Dawn wasn't absent of good looks herself, and I had to admit, she was probably more bad ass than I was...WAS. But she had to be, and I sorta liked that about her, she didn't put up with a dude's shit. I'd seen Dallas try things with her multiple times, and he usually ended up with a bloody nose.
Out of the corner of my eye I noticed Dawn was staring at me.
"Soda? When did you get so good looking?" She asked.
I laughed "The moment you started drinking too much."
"No, really?" She insisted.
I just shrugged it off as nothing and glanced around the lot. A bonfire was going, and people had their trucks pulled up, filled with beer kegs and people sitting in them. Some guys were even playing football.
"What do you think that's like?" Dawn said pointing to a couple leaning against the fence, their hands all over eachother.
"I wouldn't know." I said.
"Oh c'mon Soda....a pretty boy like you?" She seemed surprised.
"Nah." I said.
She looked at me for a moment, "Yeah, me either." she laughed.
Don't get me wrong, by this point in my life I had imagined what sex was like about a thousand times, We are horny teenagers after all.
It was getting pretty late, and most of the people had already headed home, including Hunter and Johnny.
"You want me to walk you home?" I said.
"Sure, if you don't mind." Dawn replied. "You can sneak in through my window and we can watch a scary movie like old times, if you want?"
"Hell yeah!" I said, not willing to pass up an opportunity at reminiscing.
Dawn popped "Nightmare On Elm Street" into the DVD player, then headed downstairs to get some cokes and popcorn. Meanwhile, I took her blankets and pillows and made a pallet on the floor in front of the TV. It wasn't long before she returned and we were both sprawled out on the floor, our gaze intense upon the TV and stuffing our mouths with popcorn. In the beginning of the movie, you can hear a couple getting it on in the bed room while Johnny Depp and that one Nancy chick are stuck in the living room listening. I glanced over at Dawn. Her tshirt hugged her quite tightly, as it usually did, and her perfectly tan legs emerged from a short pair of blue shorts, and rested upon my lap. I didn't even notice I had began to softly stroke her leg. A minute later she switched position, laying her head on my chest. Okay, not the first time this has happened, but I held her quite tightly, then my fingers crept up the base of her shirt, stroking her skin. The emotion swept over me, and any horny fifteen year old boy knows, once it starts, there's no stopping it. I didn't know how to go about this, I had never done it before, then again neither had Dawn, so neither of us would be aware if we were doing it wrong. I just went with my gut, and did what I felt like doing.
My hand moved upward, pulling her shirt up with it, and I was surprised that she hadn't tried to stop me. It didn't take me long to figure out that she didn't have a bra on; my hand slipped over her breast when her head turned upward and she pressed her lips hard against mine. She pulled me on top of her and my body grinded against hers. I felt her fingers fiddling with the zipper on my jeans, and the next thing I knew both our pants were off, and her legs wrapped around me. I started out soft and careful, knowing typically for the girl, the first time could be painful. But after she instructed me to keep going, things really picked up pace. I covered her mouth with one hand, because I knew that if she were to make any sort of sound in this moment, Hunter could hear next door. Things were heating up, our bodies pressing against each other, causing my skin to perspire. When the moment came, I didn't know whether to pull out or continue, so I just kept going, until I knew she had gotten there. I was out of breath, and panting, as I laid back on the floor. Dawn breathing hard next to me.
"Holy shit Curtis! I thought the first time was supposed to be terrible." she said.
I smiled. We continued watching the movie, but it didn't seem to take long before the credits started rolling and I had to leave.
"Wanna come over next weekend?" Dawn asked. "I got the new Saw movie." She winked at me.
"Alright." I said, with a grin on my face as I climbed out her window.
Dawn and I had many more similar encounters after that night. Sometimes it involved a late night movie at her place, sometimes it was in the bathroom during lunch period, even occasionally in the car after school let out. That was our relationship, shoot a text, and we were there within minutes. If we had started dating someone, it stopped. But, once we were both single again, and in need of letting loose some sexual tension, we were there for each other. It was somehow never awkward for us, and we never told anyone, except for Steve, cause him and I told each other everything. But that's all we ever were, friends.....with benefits.
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