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Date: Thu, 12 Jan 2006 07:57:59 +0000
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A Horse In The Dugout by jallen944 Ethan took the drill downstairs to the
garage, feeling a bit dazed. The image of his sister, naked, with the drill
jammed between her legs, was burned into his mind. His erection strained against
the front of his jeans and hurt like hell. He tried to force the image of Pam
out of his mind, but his desire for her was far too strong. He wished she hadn't
told him to go away like that. He desperately wanted to lay on top of her and
put his dick inside her, in place of that stupid drill. In the garage he found
an old, greasy rag and wiped the handle of the drill. It still smelled like
Pam's pussy and the musky odor made his head spin. He closed his eyes, savoring
the smell, and his dick throbbed. The image of Pam with the fat drill in her
tiny body was still vivid in his mind. He rubbed the hard lump in the front of
his jeans and moaned softly. In his mind, Ethan saw Pam, naked on her bed, just
as he saw her a minute ago, with her legs spread and her breasts covered by that
tight bra, except that she was looking up to his eyes, holding his dick instead
of the drill, begging him to put it inside her. He was more than happy to do
anything she asked. He saw himself laying on top of her, between those spread
legs. Her hands touched his dick, guiding it to that place. She was so warm and
so wet and so tight. He heard a noise, but ignored it, rubbing his erection
harder. The image in his mind was too interesting. "Dude, why don't you just
take it out?" someone said. Ethan jerked his hands away from his jeans. Darien
stood in the garage doorway, grinning. Ethan's face grew warm. "It's easier to
jerk off if you take it out of your jeans first, you know," Darien said. "Yeah,
I know." Darien crossed his arms. "So? Are you gonna do it? I wanna watch." "No
way. What, are you crazy?" Ethan said. Darien laughed. "Dude, you're something,
you know that?" "Yeah, shut up." "Ok. Come on, we gotta pick up Maria." "What
for?" Ethan said. "'Cause she needs a ride home, you dumbshit. Now come on."
They jumped in Darien's car and drove up to the gym. Ethan kept his hands folded
over his lap, hiding the bulge. It didn't start to go down until they were
almost to the gym. Darien parked in the student lot with a view of the lawn in
front of the gym. The cheerleaders were still there, practicing their routines
in their uniforms. "Dude, look at all that pussy," Darien said. He leaned
against the door with his arm out the window. "How's a guy like me supposed to
keep his hands off all of that?" He turned to Ethan and grinned. The girls
jumped and spun and kicked their legs. Their skirts flew up, baring their legs
and their underwear. Ethan's hands moved over his lap again. His dick stiffened.
"I tell ya, I gotta get me some of that, or I'm gonna go nuts," Darien said.
Ethan felt the same way, but didn't say it. He knew the incredible feel of being
in a woman's body once, and he desperately wanted it again. He would never
forget the warm, wet sensations of Mrs. Thorn's body around him. He sighed.
Maria was not difficult to spot in the group all dressed in the same uniform.
She stood out like a woman among girls. She was a bit taller, with a more
shapely figure, and her long, dark hair was pulled back in a ponytail. She moved
like a cat, churning her hips and rolling her shoulders. He wanted to put his
hands on her body, feel her soft, warm parts. How could anyone resist her? "We
gotta get you laid," Darien said. Ethan snapped out of his daydream. "What?" "We
gotta get you laid. You're gonna be on the team now. We gotta find a girl for
you to fuck." "You do?" Ethan said, choking on the words. "Hell yeah. We can't
have any damn virgins on the team. Shit, you'd be the only one. Besides, you
wanna know something?" "What?" "Guys skate better when they get fucked the night
before a game," Darien said. "I mean, it's true. Look at our team. Most of the
guys fuck a girl before every game. Look at our record. We only lose when we
don't get fucked. I know it works for me. I get laid before every game, no
matter what. It loosens you up, makes you skate faster, hit harder, you know,
shit like that." Ethan looked past Darien at Maria. The girls had their hands on
their hips, bending at the waist. His erection pushed at the front of his jeans.
Darien followed his gaze and sneered. "I know what you're gonna say, you son-of-a-
bitch, and don't even think it," Darien said. "No guy gets his hands on my girl.
She's a virgin and she's gonna stay that way until the day we get married." He
glared at Ethan and pointed with his finger. "You so much as touch her, I'll
kick your ass, got that?" "Yeah, relax, I wasn't thinking anything," Ethan said,
and wiped from his mind the vision of Maria's naked, sweaty body wrapped around
his own. "Good. Keep it that way." The cheerleader squad broke up into small
groups. Each girl collected her stuff. Maria joined another girl, and they
started toward Darien's car. "Aw shit, what the hell is she bringing that cow
for?" Darien said. "Who?" "Her, Iris, Maria's dumb friend. She's always hanging
around Maria 'cause she's so popular." "She doesn't look so bad," Ethan said.
Iris wasn't as pretty as Maria, but most girls weren't. Iris was a bit heavier,
and had bigger boobs, but still a nice curvy shape. Her face was a bit square,
her sandy blonde hair was cut short, and she had a small mole on her upper lip
by the corner of her mouth. "Bullshit, she's a cow," Darien said. "Her tits are
way too big, not perfect, like Maria's. Iris is a fucking slut. She'll fuck
anybody. She sucked my dick once, a couple of years ago. Damn, she's one horny
bitch, not like my Maria. Maria is pure. Hell, she doesn't even know what sex
is." Darien laughed and stopped abruptly. "Hey, maybe I should get Iris to fuck
you. I bet she'd do anything I asked." "Really?" Ethan said, suddenly shaking
with nervousness. "Sure, Eth, leave it to me. You won't have to worry about
being a virgin any longer." Ethan opened his mouth to protest, but closed it.
How could he explain to Darien he already lost his virginity? He would have to
tell him about Mrs. Thorn, and there was no way he'd ever believe that. The
girls walked up to the car and leaned in Darien's window. The V necks of their
sweaters fell open, and Ethan could see right down into their bras. His eyes
opened wide. "Hi," Maria said, smiling at Darien. "Hey Darien. Who's your
buddy?" Iris said. She smiled at Ethan and rocked her hips side to side. Her
large breasts moved in and out of view under the sweater. "That's Ethan. He's
hot for your bod," Darien said. "Shut up," Ethan said. The girls giggled,
leaning close to each other like they shared a secret. Darien laughed, too.
Ethan wanted to hit him on the shoulder, but he dared not remove his hands from
his lap, especially with the girls looking. "What are you guys doing?" Maria
said. "We're here to pick you up, dummy, what do you think?" Darien said. "Hey,
don't call her dummy," Iris said. Darien shoved her away from his window. "Shut
the fuck up," he snapped. Both girls were suddenly quiet. Maria's eyes looked
down. Iris looked frightened, but he thought he saw something else on Maria's
face. "We're going to AW's. You two wanna go, right?" Darien said. "Sure," Maria
said. She gazed into Darien's eyes. "Yeah, I love hot dogs," Iris said. "I bet
you do. Get in." Darien turned to Ethan. "Get in the back," he said with a wink
and a sneer. Ethan got out and held the door open. Iris climbed in the back
behind Darien. She glanced at his jeans and he was sure he saw her smile. He sat
in the cramped backseat with her, and Maria sat in the front with Darien. He
squealed the tires and raced off as soon as she closed the door. Iris squealed
with laughter when the car tore around a corner. She fell against Ethan. Her
bare thigh pressed against his leg and her soft breast pressed on his arm.
Darien parked the car at one of the menu boards at AW and punched the order
button with his thumb. "What does everybody want? I know what you want," he
said, pointing at Maria. "I want a hot dog with mustard," Iris said. Maria
looked away from Darien and watched the cars coming from the park. Ethan tried
to read what she was thinking from her expression, but her face showed nothing.
"Why don't you get chili on it?" Darien said, looking at Iris in the rearview
mirror. "I don't want chili. It'll make me fat." "You're already fat." "I'm not
fat. I'm big boned," Iris said. She turned to Ethan and grinned. "Besides, I
like big bones." "Yeah, right. What do you want, Eth?" "I want a footlong with
everything, and onion rings." "You got money?" Darien said. "Yeah, I got five
bucks." Ethan unbuckled the seat belt and stuck his hand in his pocket. He
arched his back from the seat to stretch his legs, and his erection strained
against the front of his jeans. Iris stared right at it. Darien looked at her in
the mirror again. "Why don't you get a footlong?" "I can't handle twelve inches.
My throat's not that big," she said. She looked at Ethan and laughed. "You can
try mine," Ethan said. "I'll let you have a bite." Iris leaned closer and
lowered her voice. Her hand touched his leg. "I might take more than a bite,"
she said. Darien ordered the food, talking into the speaker box. The voice on
the other end repeated the order. "This fucking bra is pinching me," Iris said.
She put her hands on her large boobs, pulling at the seams of the bra. "Is it
new?" Maria said. "Yeah. I hate fucking new bras. They always pinch my tits."
"Maybe they wouldn't pinch if your tits weren't so big," Darien said. "Very
funny." Iris looked at Ethan. "You mind if I take it off?" He looked at Darien
and Maria. "You mean right here?" "Yeah, just don't look, all right?" She turned
sideways in the cramped seat and pulled up her sweater. Ethan's eyes grew wide.
He turned his head, but saw Iris' reflection in the side window. Darien was
grinning like he knew something. "Iris, are you crazy?" Maria said. "She's
crazy, all right," Darien said. Iris pulled the sweater off over her head. She
laid it on the seat, but it slid to the floor between them. She unfastened the
bra, pulled the cups away from her breasts, and slipped the straps from her
shoulders. In the reflection, Ethan saw the sides of her large, fleshy white
globes. "Would you hold this for me, Ethan?" Iris said, holding out the bra. He
took it in his trembling hand. In the front seat, Darien and Maria leaned close
together, whispering to each other. The fabric of the bra was warm and soft and
Ethan held it like a delicate piece of china he was afraid might break. "Would
you hand me my sweater, please?" Iris said. She turned forward on the seat. Her
hands covered her breasts, and her fingers sunk into their soft flesh. Ethan
picked up the sweater. "Thanks," Iris said with a smile. She removed her right
hand from her right breast to take the sweater. Ethan looked away quickly and
she giggled. She pulled it down over her head. "That's much better," she said.
She cupped her large breasts in both hands and adjusted them. "Except this
sweater itches. Look, it makes my nipples hard." She stuck her chest way out.
Her loose breasts swayed under the sweater, and a pair of hard points poked
through at the tips. Darien laughed. "Iris, what are you doing?" Maria said.
"What? He doesn't mind," Iris said, pointing at Ethan. "I don't, really," Ethan
said, and smiled. Darien laughed again. "You shouldn't tease him like that,"
Maria said. "Why not? What is he, a puppy dog? Is he gonna bite me?" "I don't
bite," Ethan said. "That's too bad. I do." Iris looked down at his lap before
his hands could cover it. "Besides, Maria, this poor boy was turned on when we
got in the car." Ethan looked away. Iris laughed and slapped his shoulder. One
of the carhop girls brought the food out on a tray. Darien passed out the food
and the mugs of rootbeer. Ethan set the cold mug on the floor between his feet
and the onion rings on the seat between him and Iris, where she put her french
fries. The backseat was too cramped for him to move his elbows without hitting
Iris or the side of the car. He wasn't sure he could eat it, at least not
without making a mess. In the front seat, Darien stuffed a bacon double
cheeseburger in his mouth. Maria had a plain kid's size chicken sandwich, no
cheese, no sauce. She removed the only piece of lettuce and took a tiny bite.
Ethan opened the footlong box and lifted the end. It sagged in the middle and
the chili and mustard and onions sagged over the sides of the bun. His mouth
watered. He pulled it toward the open end of the box. An inch or two hung over
the end and he took a bite. "Aw shit," Iris said. "What?" Maria said, looking
back from the front seat. Iris pulled at the wide V neck of her sweater, baring
her breasts to her nipples. "I just got mustard on my tit." Maria made an ugly
face. Darien laughed out loud, spitting tiny bits of food on the dashboard. Iris
looked at Ethan and smirked. His eyes locked on the yellow glob running down
between her large breasts. She scooped it up with her finger, licked it off, and
laughed. "You look so funny. Did you like that?" she said. "Yeah, I did," Ethan
said, choking on his own voice. His jeans were uncomfortably tight. Iris stuck
her tongue way out and ran it the entire length of the hot dog, licking off all
the mustard. "Iris, that's so gross," Maria said. "Give me a break. That's not
gross. This is gross." Iris lifted the hot dog out of the bun, put the end
between her lips and slid it all the way into her mouth. She pulled it out again
and smiled at Ethan. "I didn't like the bun anyway," she said, and licked the
last bit of mustard off the end, swirling her tongue in circles. Maria groaned
and shook her head. Darien laughed. He looked at Ethan and laughed even harder.
Iris plopped the hot dog back on the bun and dropped it on the seat between
them. "You want a bite of mine?" Ethan said, and turned the open end of the box
toward her. "Sure," she said. She brushed her hands together, leaned toward him,
and put one hand on his leg. She opened her mouth wide, looking into his eyes,
stuck her tongue out past her lips, and sunk her teeth into the coney dog. She
moaned softly, too, and Ethan swallowed. His mouth was watering. Iris wiped her
mouth with the back of her hand. "Is that all I get?" she said. "What else do
you want?" She glanced at his lap and smiled. "I could think of something."
"Stop it, Iris. Leave the poor boy alone," Maria said. "Yeah, don't tease him
unless you're gonna get his rocks off," Darien said. Iris crossed her arms and
looked at Ethan with a smug smile. "I never said I wouldn't." Ethan finished his
coney dog in silence, intensely aware of Iris watching him. She ate her french
fries one by one, like a treasured delicacy. Darien finished his burger, and
Maria took only a few tiny bites of her chicken sandwich. Ethan wiped his mouth
with a napkin. Darien collected all the trash, dumped it on the tray hanging
from his window, and punched the pickup button. "Anyone want a Tic-Tac?" Maria
said. "Yeah, I'll have one," Iris said, and held out her hand. She looked at
Ethan. "Why don't you have one, too?" He started to say no, but Maria held the
Tic-Tac box out for him and he stuck his hand out. She tapped a pair of
wintergreen candies into his palm. He popped them in his mouth and smiled at
Iris. A different carhop girl came out to pick up the tray. She was tall and
skinny and had long red hair, and her AW shirt was a little tight, showing the
points of her nipples at the tips of her bouncing breasts. "You think she's
hot?" Iris said. "What?" Ethan said. The girl took the tray off the car window
and walked back to the building. Her slacks were tight, as well, showing the
lines where her panties cut into her ass. "I said do you think she's hot?"
"She's all right." "She's a bitch," Darien said. "I know her. She's a real
bitch." "Darien, that's not nice," Maria said. He snorted. "What do you know?"
Iris watched the girl with the red hair go through the door into the building
and looked at Ethan. "You want to fuck her, don't you?" she said. Ethan
shrugged. "I wouldn't mind." "You like her ass?" "She's got a nice ass." Iris
covered her breasts with her hands and squeezed. "Do you like her tits more than
mine?" Ethan studied her chest and shook his head. "No, your's are nice." "Nice,
Jesus, what a gentleman," Iris said. "Come here, give me a kiss. I wanna see if
you taste fresh." "What?" "Kiss me, on the mouth. What's the matter, you never
kissed a girl before?" Ethan shrugged. "Sure. Lots of times." "He's a virgin,"
Darien said. "Shut up," Ethan said. He wished he would stop saying that.
"Darien, don't say stuff like that," Maria said. "It's true." Iris grinned. "A
virgin? How sweet. Come on, kiss me." Ethan puckered, closed his eyes, and gave
her a quick peck on the lips. Her eyes popped open. "What the hell was that?" "A
kiss." Iris frowned. "That was no kiss. That's how you kiss your Mom. Open your
mouth. I'll show you a kiss." Ethan hesitated. Iris slid closer. Her right hand
slipped around the back of his neck. She tilted his head to one side and touched
her lips to his. He sucked in his breath. The blood surged in his ears, like the
roar of the surf at the beach. Her lips parted. The moist tip of her tongue
touched his lips and his mouth opened. Their lips smacked. Her wet tongue
slithered into his mouth. She moaned softly, and she groaned from deep within.
Her tongue found his and teased it in his mouth. Her fingertips touched his knee
and moved slowly up his thigh. Ethan tried to back himself away, but he was
already pressed against the side of the car. Her hand found the hard bulge in
the leg of his jeans and squeezed. Iris broke away suddenly and gasped. "That's
what I meant by a kiss," she said. Her hand rested on the lump of his erection.
"Wasn't that much better?" "Yeah," Ethan said, choking on his own voice. She
chuckled. "I think you got my Tic-Tac." "I think I swallowed it," Ethan said,
and chuckled, too. "Are you two finished?" Darien said. Iris sat back on her
side of the seat. Her hand stayed on his leg, and her fingertips moved lightly
on his erection.
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