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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip (rass_senip@usa.net)
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>This posting contains:
Chapter XIX: 12th Grade, Spring 1989
Part 6 - Graduation day (mf, mfm)
>See the Table of Contents (TOC) posting for a complete list of
all Chapters released so far and information on posting format.
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Chapter XIX: 12th Grade, Spring 1989
Part 6 - Graduation day
(mf, mfm)
The sun was shining in my eyes quite annoyingly as Higgs droned on and on about
the future. I was sitting in a hot metal folding chair, sweating under my
BLACK robe and BLACK cap at our graduation ceremony.
Looking to my left and right, all I could see were my fellow male classmates
all sweating like me but with one important difference... They all had shades.
Sunglasses I mean. You know. Tinted or reflective lenses that protected your
optical senses from the sun's bright luminous intensity. Shit, even the girls
across the aisle had sun glasses as far as I could tell. Only I and two or
three other's had been thoughtless enough not to bring any, and man I really
wanted mine right then and there.
I squinted and then suddenly grinned as I came up with a plan, and quickly
sought out the right mind for the job to save me from the sun's nasty glare.
My first obstacle of course was the fact that my sunglasses were locked up in
my car, but when my mobile pair of eyes reached my car I happily saw I hadn't
forgotten to crack my sun roof to keep my car from getting too hot.
Shit. Even with it cracked open, it was still hot as an oven in there. But I
managed to wiggle my sunglasses out through the crack of my sun roof and with
the help of another appropriated body, my sunglasses were quickly on their way
to being delivered.
I had been concentrating so hard on the covert operation taking place in the
parking lot that I didn't realize Higgs had finally finished speaking and was
about to start handing out the pieces of paper that basically was an I O U for
one high school diploma to the bearer of.
It wasn't until the guys sitting next to me stood up that I realized what was
going on. I had some trouble coordinating myself plus two others, but I wasn't
about to release control over my two helpers... those sunglasses cost me a
hundred bucks! Heh.
I nearly tripped over chair legs twice while following the guy in front of me,
and I was really starting to sweat after accidentally dropping my sunglasses
and barely rescuing them before they hit the ground.
By the time I reached the aisle, however, I had myself in my sights. So I took
three steps away from the others, turned and looked up in the sky, covering my
eyes with my hand while holding the other out to catch my glasses as I released
them from my claws.
Okay, so I was showing off. But hell, it was my graduation. Everyone in the
stands knew who I was more or less, so I couldn't help but stir things up and
give them something to remember me by besides being that kid who got kidnapped
all the time. And having a sparrow and a blue jay bring me my sunglasses was
way too cool to resist not doing.
So after I nonchalantly put my shades on and got back in line like nothing had
happened, I just couldn't help but grin like a fool as the few moments of
silence that my little scene had caused came to an end with a sudden surge of
discussion from the stands and the seats alike.
I caught Higgs's chuckle before he tried to make it appear he was clearing his
throat, so I looked at him over the brim of my sunglasses and we shared one of
those moments like I had with my mom at her wedding.
When our private moment ended, instead of getting emotional or saying anything,
I just let him have one of my best toothy grins as I pushed my glasses back up
my nose, covering my eyes completely to my eyes' delight.
Since they were alternating boy and girl rows and had started with the girls,
Suzi Aster had been the third person in line, while I, being a double B (Boy
and Brandton,) was something like twentieth in the line. Joey's row was just
standing up when Ms. Pine called my name, and the irony of her being there just
kind of hit me in the face as I stepped up to them.
Ms. Pine was the assistant principal who Higgs had let himself fall in love
with my freshman year, and that in turn had lead to my revealing my abilities
to him in order to cut a deal for the room on the third floor.
Anyway, when Mr. Higgs handed me the worthless piece of paper and held out his
hand for a shake, I hesitated, then carefully took off my sunglasses and slowly
folded them up.
Higgs started to ask what I was doing when I handed both the fake degree and my
sunglasses to Ms. Pine, but he didn't get past the "Tim, what" before I gave
him the hug I really needed to give him, shrugging of the fact I was in front
of the entire graduating class at the time.
"Thanks," I said somberly after we exchanged pats on the backs and broke apart.
"Thanks for being my... my friend."
He nodded, then we both sniffed and wiped our eyes while the hoots and hollers
died out from my fellow graduates.
I took my sunglasses and the scroll of paper back from the bewildered Ms. Pine,
then after putting my sunglasses back on, I looked up at her and thought, "What
the hell."
Before she knew what was happening, I kissed Ms. Pine on the lips and even
slipped her a little tongue before I whispered to her, "And thank you too."
I was halfway down the steps going back to my seat when Ms. Pine recovered
enough to accidentally say over the PA, "Thanks? For what?"
Not many heard her since the guys were doing their best to cheer me on, and
nobody but her heard my reply which was, "Thanks for just being you."
Higgs had to nudge her gently to snap her out of her daze, and for the
remainder of the ceremony she kept glancing over at me. Of course a few times
were to glare at me after a few of the other guys tried to steal a kiss from
her as well.
Joey played it cool and didn't try anything when it was his turn, but I was
feeling pretty mischievous from all the positive attention and feedback I had
been getting, so I couldn't help but make the crowd hoot his name out a couple
times as he shook Higgs' hand and turned to walk back to his seat.
Heh. But he knew how to ham it up when the opportunity arose. When they
started hooting his name, Joey held up his scroll above his head and yelled at
the top of his lungs like a champion claiming his prize.
Oh, then there were some real... characters in our class. Heh. Mr. Higgs got
a couple of kisses himself. Three girls in a row gave him a kiss instead of a
handshake, and then Dennis Meyer followed immediately afterwards and couldn't
resist. Heheh... Dennis was too cool for anyone to even consider he was gay
(which he wasn't, I checked), and there were people rolling in the aisle after
seeing and hearing that smack on the lips.
But by the time they got to the Ns, I had to blanket the guys to stop their
attempts to kiss Ms. Pine. Heh. Okay, so I toyed with the idea of having her
give everyone a kiss after they got their paper and handshake from Higgs, but
that would have been going to far. Besides, she had a reputation as a flirt to
uphold.
Joey and I yelled and hooted for Brad and anyone else we knew really well when
their name was called, and by the time the last giant joint wrapper was handed
out, we were hoarse and needing a drink pretty bad.
After the traditional cap tossing (and ducking), the band started playing our
song and we filed out in twos without any further incidences.
Suzi waited at the door where everyone was going through in order to turn in
their robes and check out, and that's when I first caught her own mischievous
aura, not to mention her flushed cheeks.
"What?" I simply asked, then watched her blush even deeper as she put her
finger to her lips.
When Joey came in the door, I knew for sure something good was up when he
looked at Suzi and said, "I can't believe nobody noticed!"
"Notice what?" I said, mirroring his grin instinctively.
"Show him, Suz," Joey said as the last of the sweating graduates rushed past
us.
Suzi silently looked down the hall to make sure nobody was looking, then lifted
her robe up.
My eyes bulged out of their sockets when I caught the flash of her naked
crotch, then exclaimed "Holy shit!" as it sank in.
"Suz, you don't got.. You're..." I said before Suzi hushed me by putting her
finger over my lips.
I stood there in total disbelief as Joey and Suzi walked away with grins on
their faces, and it took me a few moments to realize my lips had something on
them and use a finger to see what it was.
"Heh. What a slut," I chuckled, then licked the rest of her nectar off my lips
as I hurried to catch up.
"Hey, you have time for a quick fuck?" Joey asked when I fell in step with
them.
"Yeah, I guess," I said before slipping my hand beneath Suzi's robe and getting
myself another sample from her honey box.
"Shit Tim," Suzi gasped as I did, then watched me with hungry eyes as I cleaned
her juices off my fingers.
"Mmmmm. Someone tastes really good," I said evilly.
Joey chuckled, then said, "Hey, if you two want to get started now, I can take
your robes back for you."
"But," Suzi started to say, then after a moment of thought she planted her
feet, reached down and pulled her robe right off.
The exclamations of several of our classmates down the hall nearly caused Suzi
to double over as she experienced the rush of her voyeurism, and by the time I
had taken my robe off and Joey walked away with all three of our robes, Suzi
was almost ready to bonk me with my clothes on.
"Joey, we'll be down in the girls locker room, okay? Like one for the road."
"Yeah, that's perfect!" he said over his shoulder.
"Ughh," Suzi said as more people caught a glimpse of her from around the
corner.
"Come on, hot stuff," I said while taking her arm. "This way."
By the time we reached the girls locker room, the janitor was holding the door
open for us, naturally giving Suzi a good look over that stirred her up again.
"I feel so slutty," she admitted as we entered the cool darkness deep inside
the locker room, heading for the shower area.
"Yeah, I know," I said as I stopped at the soda machine to buy us some drinks
while I felt Joey blanket the last group of people who had seen Suzi naked like
that. "What kind do you want?"
"Sprite," she replied as she pulled my shorts down and fondled my hard cock.
"On second thought..."
"Heh, like that would quench..." I began as she kneeled and swirled her tongue
around the head of my cock.
"Uhm..." I said a moment later while watching the strand of spit linking her
out stretched tongue and the lips of my cock stretch and finally break. "Shit,
that was..."
She grinned up at me then stuck her tongue out again and began painting my cock
with her spit, but just as I was really getting into it, she stopped and said,
"Shit, I think I do need that drink."
"What?" I said, blinking to clear my thoughts. "Oh. Heh. Sprite right?"
I pushed the button and the can tumbled out, then after Suzi stood up and
started gulping it down, I pulled my shirt off and took a couple of swigs of my
grape before getting down on my knees and lapping up what hadn't dripped away
from her juice box.
By the time Joey finally arrived, half of Suzi's soda was a puddle on the floor
underneath my legs as we 69ed with vengeance. We didn't even know he was there
until his KY lubed cock pressed up against Suzi's rose above my face, and it
was the sight of his cock sliding into her shit hole that triggered my orgasm.
Joey fucked her ass in push up style, and this time he let himself cum at the
first climax. Suzi came last with the help of my invisible cock, and twenty
minutes after the rest of the graduates left the school building, Joey, Suzi
and I walked out that school with that fresh fucked and showered look for the
very last time.
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Driving up the rec center's back entrance that evening, I saw a falling star
shoot across the twilight sky. I stopped the car, closed my eyes and made a
wish, then had to shrug off the empty feeling my wish had generated when I
continued up the drive.
I wasn't the first grad to get there, but I was one of the first, and since all
my equipment was already there and wouldn't even be touched until a couple of
hours before dawn, I was at a loss as to why I had come so early.
My spirits were pretty high and it apparently showed from all the bright eyes
and smiles I kept getting back from people as I said hi.
Earlier that week, Gloria caught Brad fucking Sandi when she paid them an
unannounced visit. She took it badly and wouldn't talk to him the rest of the
week, so Brad begged me to let him tell Gloria about the things I could do and
help convince her it wasn't as bad as it seemed.
So when I saw Gloria coming in and heading towards the girls room to change
into her complimentary all night graduation party t-shirt, I decided it was as
a good time as any and hurried over to catch her.
"Hi yah, sexy," I said as I fell in step beside her.
"Well hi sexy to you too," she said as my grin started to show up on her face.
"I see you've been here a while."
"Yeah, I guess I have," I said, stretching my shirt tail out so I could get
another look at what some people had wrote on my shirt. "But don't worry. I'm
saving you a spot on my left sleeve."
She let out a pretty giggle, and for a moment I forgot I was talking to her for
a reason besides looking at her pretty face.
But then her smile faded and she stated, "Wait. This is going to be about
Brad, isn't it."
"I'm afraid so," I said as we walked into the girls room.
"What a slime ball," she spat. "Do you even know why I'm not talking to him?"
"Yeah, I do. You saw him fuck his sister in the butt Tuesday."
"And you approve?" she said a bit disgusted before slipping her shirt off
behind the door of a stall.
"That's what I have to talk to you about. I'm sort of responsible for Brad and
Sandi's... uhm, relationship."
"You?!?" she said, opening the stall door and glaring at me. "What do you
mean?"
"Haven't you wondered how Brad managed to get you both out of class whenever
you felt like it in the last month?"
"Don't try to change the subject," she said as we walked out of the restroom.
"I'm not. I'm the one who got you both out of classes, and I'm the one who...
Shit. It make things a lot easier if I just show you and get it over with.
Pick someone."
"Pick someone? For what?"
"Hey Jeff! Jeff Stoggart! Come 'ere a sec," I called over to the big jock who
was trying to convince his buddy the coffee was spiked.
"What are you going to..." Gloria said a little shakily.
"Yeah?" Jeff said, giving Gloria the once over with his eyes.
"If Gloria showed you her tits, would you agree to be her slave for ten
minutes?"
"What?" they both exclaimed before Jeff added excitedly, "Yeah, sure."
"I'm not going to show him anything," she said as she lifted her shirt up and
gave Jeff an eye full. "I thought you were okay, but your just another slime
ball like Brad.
"What are you staring at, prick?" Gloria snapped at Jeff as she lowered her
shirt.
Jeff's lecherous grin vanished, then he said, "Your breasts, mistress."
"What?" she said as I undid the block on her consciousness and she realized
what she had done.
"I was staring at your breasts, mistress," Jeff repeated subserviently.
"Okay, what's going on," she said with a nervous smile. "This is some kind of
joke, right?"
"Nope. It's no joke. Order him to do something to convince you."
"I don't think.... Uhm... Strip, and give me twenty," she blurted out.
"Yes, mistress," Jeff happily replied as he pulled his shoes and socks off,
slipped his shirt off over his head, then slid his shorts and briefs off and
got down to start his push ups.
Gloria watched with wide eyes as he did the first twelve, then scanned the
surrounding area to see if anyone else noticed what was going on.
"I made everyone ignore whatever we do over here, just like I made you take off
your bra while you changed shirts and then show Jeff your breasts. And right
now Jeff would do whatever you told him, even if it meant public humiliation,
jail, or even death."
Gloria took a deep breath then looked me in the eye and said, "Stop it.
Whatever it is you're doing, just stop it!"
I smiled warmly and nodded, then slid off the edge of the table I had been
sitting on and motioned towards the restroom having sensed her nagging
discomfort of not having a bra on under the simple T-shirt.
She hesitated, but then noticed Jeff had gotten dressed and was walking away
like nothing had happened, so she gathered up her courage and started walking
with me.
As we walked I told her about Sandi and what I had done to help her, and we
ended up standing twenty feet away to the entrance of the restroom as she asked
me more questions than I could have imagined her ever asking.
I knew the moment Brad caught a glimpse of us talking, and from that moment on
his eyes never left us. Gloria had no idea he was there, and when she
suggested we go sit down somewhere, I realized we still hadn't addressed the
main issue yet.
"I think that table is reserved for us," I said, nodding towards Brad who was
sitting with his back to a table, fidgeting with his keys nervously.
When Gloria looked over at him, Brad broke his image of being the most self
confident guy in our class by freezing, dropping his keys, then falling out of
his chair when he tried to snatch them back up from under his seat.
"Wow. He's really a mess, isn't he," she said.
"Yeah. He's never been rejected by someone he had feelings for before. I
mean, he's never wanted to be with anyone but his sister until you came along."
"Okay, okay. I'll go and talk to him. But tell me this. If you can change
people with a simple thought, why didn't you just make Brad and his sister lose
interest with each other after she was okay?"
"I... Huh. I guess because he was my friend and I didn't want to betray him
like that."
"Sounds like a cop out, but I'll buy it for now. Damn. He is the best looking
guy in town, and good in bed too. I guess I'd be a fool to not give him a
second chance," she said before walking away towards Brad who stood up so fast
he sent his chair flying to the ground.
I joined Joey and Suzi in the dance hall after seeing Brad and Gloria were
getting along okay without me, and was pulled onto the dance floor by Dawn, the
ex-ring slave who shared losing her virginity with John our sophomore year.
"You ever hear from John?" Dawn asked while we danced separately to the beat.
"Nope. Actually, as far as I know he still thinks I'm dead."
"Huh? How come you didn't write him or something?"
"Simple. I don't know where he lives."
"Florida."
"Well, yeah. I knew that much," I laughed.
"St. Petersburg. I got his address from him before he left. We wrote to each
other for a couple of months after he moved, but I haven't heard from him since
before Christmas."
"Wow. I didn't know you two were..."
"We weren't. But we both went to your funeral by ourselves, and we just sort
of ended up holding hands and stuff."
I threw her a questioning look at the "stuff" bit, but didn't push it when she
avoided it by saying, "I'll call you sometime and give you his address if you
like."
"Yeah. That'd be great. So.... You still going with that guy you were with
at the prom?"
"His name is Jim, and yeah, I'm still going with him, but it's just until we
both leave for college. We've already decided there isn't much point of trying
to keep something going when we're going to separate schools like that."
"That's too bad," I said as I tried to ignore how vulnerable I felt thinking of
Suzi and Joey going off to college without me that next fall.
"I'm glad to see you, Joey and Suzi getting along again," she said after the
song changed and we fell into its groove.
"Yeah, so am I. I don't know what I would have done without them the past
month or so," I said looking over at them with glassy eyes as they danced, the
music seemingly fading from my senses.
"Hey," Dawn said, touching my cheek and turning my head to look back to her.
"You're dancing with me, remember?"
It took me a moment to shake my worries from my head, then smiled at her as the
music rushed back to its normal volume and said, "Yeah. I remember."
"So how come you guys never worked up another dance routine for us?" she said
after a few minutes.
"I guess we just never got around to it, that's all," I said with a twist.
"Why? Did you want to?"
"Well I... uhm... I didn't mean now or anything."
"Heh. I didn't mean now... But you know? That's not a bad idea," I said as I
felt the room out for likely participants.
"I really don't think..." Dawn began before gasping as she felt her breasts
tighten up like they had back in our sophomore year.
"You sure you don't want to participate?" I asked sincerely. "I doubt you'll
ever have the chance again to do a Timmy dance."
She looked around then wet her lips anxiously as she snuck a feel of her
tightly firmed up breasts through her T-shirt, then said, "Oh, what the hell.
I'm in."
"Cool. Let me get Joey in on it and we'll see what we can come up with. Go to
the... uhm... TV room is empty right now. Go find Rachael and Terri and tell
them what's up and meet us in there in say fifteen minutes."
"Rachael? I though only us slaves remembered."
"Yeah, well, Rachael and few others are sort exslaves themselves. Just not
ring slaves. I'll tell you later."
Twenty minutes later, Joey and I were getting earfuls of ideas from seven
excited women. It was strange how the three ex-ring slaves sort of banded
together against the four ex-Timmy sluts despite they all having danced
together as a team back then.
Joey and I ended up doing little but referee and once in a while explain why
something they wanted to do was impossible. Shit. They all had really cool
ideas, and it amazed Joey and I to find they had been working on some of them
ever since we stopped doing the topless dance routine. Even the four who
hadn't remembered doing it until recently had secretly been dreaming of doing
something like that ever since.
When Suzi came in to see what our plans were incase she might like to join in,
that's when it started to get a little crazy. Suzi pointed out that it wasn't
much of a show with only seven girls performing for two guys, and to our
chagrin she suggested making it a real show for anyone who would care to get
in.
At first only Terri was for that, apparently she shared Suzi's thrill at the
concept of all those people seeing her partially naked like that. But Suzi
used her persuasive talents on the rest, not to mention a little telepathic
manipulation of their body's senses, and in the end they agreed to go even
further than what they had at first planned just for Joey and me. And to top
it off, they went out and recruited more of the girls who had danced topless
back then.
The three ex-ring slaves, Dawn, Terri, and Gwen, helped Suzi prepare the new
girls for their dance while Joey and I tackled the massive job of sorting out
who would like to see the show, who would be in the show, and who would be
playing bingo on the other side of the partitioned rec hall.
Rachael and the other three ex-Timmy sluts basically helped Joey and I by
working crowd control. Shortly after midnight we had a pretty full house in
the dance area, twenty two excited yet nervous girls ready to bare it all so
they'd have first row seats to the seventeen studs doing the same afterwards.
The only commands we used on the crowd were to ensure everyone there kept the
whole thing under their hats afterwards. The four ex-Timmy sluts convinced me
the worst thing we could do would be to make them forget what happened. And to
keep it as simple as possible, Joey and I only helped the dancers to keep in
time with each other and didn't control their every move like we had before.
Okay, so we would also motivating the dancers by stimulating them throughout
their dance routine, and that was pretty easy to do with the girls since all we
had to do was link their sex drives with Suzi's and let nature run its course.
You know, even though it wasn't very complimentary to Suzi's image to be one of
the dancing strippers, I couldn't help but admire her natural leadership
ability as she organized the show, worked out the girls dance routine, and then
like a true leader she led the others into the middle of the room after they
all had ran down to the showers to get their T-shirts wet.
>From the moment they walked out into the crowd and formed a circle around the
guys who would be performing for them after their dance, Joey and I had no eyes
but for Suzi. We of all people KNEW the others would only be following her
moves through their linked sex drives. And despite the fact she was already
dripping from what she was about to do in front of all those people, the only
way her fear and self modesty didn't overwhelm her was by focusing on the idea
that she was just dancing for the two of us.
Since Joey and I were part of the seventeen "Chippendale" dancers, we were
right there in front of her, and as the music rocked her back and forth while
her hands slinked up and down her body's curves, Joey and I just sort of tuned
out the crowd and the other dancers as Suzi worked her magic on us.
Erotic doesn't even begin to describe it really. The motions of her hands
across her wet clothes clinging to her skin, their circling of certain areas of
her body, the rhythmic movement of her ass as she made two slow three sixties
while rubbing circular paths all over her dripping wet figure... And the four
groinal thrusts as the music changed to different beat nearly knocked me over.
I glanced over at Joey and ended up sharing a dazed grin with him before
returning our attention to Suzi shaking her booty to a song which most of us
hadn't heard before, but would later be well known to the whole US of A later
the next year.
Oh, so horny....Ohh, so, so horny....Oh, so horny.
Me love you long time
Oh, so horny....Ohh, so, so horny....Oh, so horny.
Me love you long time
Me, so horny....So, so horny... Me, so horny.
Me love you long time.
Me, so horny....So, so horny... Me, so horny.
Me love you long time.
The looks she gave us as she mouthed those words, the way her hands kept
traveling up and down the front of her shirt and shorts... I had to slap
myself hard just to make sure it was really happening.
Sittin' at home with my dick on hard, I got the black book for a freak
to call.
Picked up the telephone then dialed the seven digits.
Said yo this is Marquis baby, are you down with it?
I arrived at her house, knocked on the door.
Not having no idea of what the night had in store.
As Suzi turned her back to us, Joey and I looked at each other with grins of
disbelief, confirming to each other we had heard the words right, but then
bolted our attention back to our wiggling worming woman as she kneeled and bent
over backwards to look at us.
I'm like a dog in heat, a freak without warning.
I have an appetite for sex 'cause me so horny.
Oh, me so horny....Ohh, so horny....Oh, me so horny.
Me love you love time.
Oh, me so horny....Oh, so, so horny....Oh, me so horny.
Me love you long time.
My eyes had been glued to her face while she lip-synced the Oh, me so horny
bits, not catching the fact her bending backwards turned into laying down on
her back until her legs shot up in the air and she started to slowly hump her
wet shorts.
Girls always ask me why I fuck so much.
I say what's wrong baby doll with a quick nut?
'Cause you're the one and you shouldn't be mad.
I won't tell your momma if you don't tell your dad.
I know he'll be disgusted when he sees your pussy busted.
Won't your momma be so mad if she knew I got that ass.
As her humps became higher, she started slipping her shorts up her legs and
revealing her wet satin panties clinging tightly to her pumping crotch and ass.
The noise of the crowd sharply increased as they saw this was for real, and for
a moment I saw a satisfied smile cross Suzi's lips.
One of the other girls lost her balance while slinking back up to her feet,
landing in lap of one of the guys behind us. She would have had to fight him
off if Joey hadn't commanded him to help her back up, but then once she got
back into rubbing her tits through her wet shirt, it was obvious she was that
much more turned on than the rest for having made contact with the lump in his
shorts.
I'm a freak in heat, a dog without warning.
My appetite is sex, 'cause me so horny.
Oh, me so horny....Ohh, so horny....Oh, me so horny.
Me love you long time
Oh, so horny....Oh, so, so horny....Oh, so horny.
Me love you long time.
The girls had their backs to us when we heard the first sounds of clothing
getting torn, and as the crowd started going nuts, Suzi started slowly turning
around, revealing she had ripped the shirt from the bottom almost all the way
to the collar, right between her two womanly mounds of flesh.
Now Joey and I were no strangers to those breasts. We both knew them inside
and out through all the threeways we had shared. But it was still an erotic
thrill to catch fleeting glances of the skin hiding under the flapping edges of
her torn shirt, and we certainly weren't the only ones who felt that way too.
You can say I'm desperate.
Even call me perverted, but you'll say I'm a dog when I leave
you fuckin' deserted.
I'll play with your heart just like it's a game.
I'll be blowin' your mind while you're blowing my brain.
I'm just like that man they call Georgie Puddin' Pie.
I'll fuck all the girls in and I make 'em cry.
They all had their backs to the audience, which meant they were all facing us
when they finally finished their teasing and tore the fabric the rest of the
way. Heheh. Suzi crossed her eyes in frustration when she discovered that the
tear hadn't met up with her already cut collar and had to really struggle to
rip it the rest of the way.
I'm like a dog in heat, a freak without warning.
I have an appetite for sex 'cause me so horny.
Oh, me so horny....Ohh, so horny....Oh, me so horny.
Me love you love time.
Oh, me so horny....Oh, so, so horny....Oh, me so horny.
Me love you long time.
The wild hooting and stomping from the audience surprisingly stopped when they
twirled around with their arms protecting their chests. But then they started
to fondle their tits, first through the remaining shreds of their shirts, then
causing a wave of gasps as they outright pulled their breasts out from under
their cover and made them swell in their grasps.
Of course some girls' breasts swelled more than others, but it didn't seem to
matter to anyone at the time. There were eyes bulging, people stumbling, and
even someone crying "Yeeeeeee HAAAWWW" when they did that. All over the room
people were scrambling to see, and for a moment I thought the entire crowd
would just fall on top of each other.
Oh, Oh, so horny....Ohh, Oh so horny....Oh, me so horny.
Oh so, so horny....Oh, me so horny.
Me love you long time
I noticed the first camera flash at that point, and then suddenly there were a
lot more camera flashes all over the place. Joey and I quickly took care of
that, but we let the guy with the camcorder keep rolling so we would have our
own little keep sake from the event.
It's true you were a virgin until you met me.
I was the first to make you hot and wetty wetty.
You tell your parents that we're going out.
Never to the movies, just straight to my house.
You said it yourself. You like it like I do.
Put your lips on my dick and suck my asshole too.
By the time the camera problem was under control, Suzi was sliding her torn
shirt between her legs, her face all flushed and her eyes shut with her growing
lust. As her feet went farther and farther apart, her mouth open wider and
wider with her gasps and heavy breaths, then all of a sudden she did a few fast
thrusts before turning around towards us and pulling her panties right off with
a growl.
All the audience could see was their asses with flashes of maybe some pubic
hair as they stepped out of their underwear and tossed them up in the air. I
got hit in the back of the head by one, Joey caught another, and despite the
fact we were somewhat distracted by this, we didn't miss it when Suzi stood up
and ran her fingers through her bush teasingly.
I'm a freak in heat, a dog without warning.
My appetite is sex, 'cause me so horny.
Oh, me so horny....Ohh, so horny....Oh, me so horny.
Me love you long time
Oh, so horny....Oh, so, so horny....Oh, so horny.
Me love you long time.
They didn't turn around towards the audience, just kept themselves facing us as
they made a fist and slid it down between their legs, then slowly started
humping their simulated dicks. The crowd was going nuts as the girls increased
their speed, and one by one they landed on their butts before planting their
shoulders and lifting their crotches into the air and humped like mad until
they came with a scream.
Fucke suck me...Fufucke sucke me...Me fucke sucke.
Fufucke suck me...Me fucke sucke...Fufucke sucke
Me fucke sucke...Fufucke suck me...
Me fucke sucke...Fufucke sucke me
Me so horny....So, so horny....Me, so horny.
Me love you long time.
Me fucke sucke...Fufucke sucke me
Me so horny.
Shit did that ever stir things up. Joey and I were busy tripping guys with
their own feet as ten of them tried to rush up and get a piece of the
incapacitated women, then we had to break up three different fights before I
made someone turn out the lights and had all the guys in the center escort the
women into the back where they could recover and get dressed.
Joey carried two of them at once, while I relieved Suzi of the job of gathering
up the panties and shorts scattered about. But then when I finally got back
with their garments, Joey was holding Suzi against him while giving her little
kisses on the forehead, she being as limp and exhausted as the rest.
Most of the women already had their original grad T-shirt on, making me realize
Suzi had managed to get a hold of some extras and apparently had cut starting
notches so they would rip easily during their dance. By the time I had
distributed the rest of the clothes, Suzi and Joey were sitting on the floor
with Suzi sitting between his legs and laying against his chest watching me
while Joey caressed her arms and shoulders with his eyes closed.
"Wow, Suz," I said as I approached them and handed her clothes to her.
"There's no way we can come close to what you did. It was... incredible."
She grinned with still a touch of red in her cheeks, then lazily tried to hook
her panties on her foot and missed.
"Here. I'll help you with that," I said, getting down on my knees and grabbing
them.
"Thanks," she said with a little yawn, then lifted her foot up a bit so I could
slip it through a leg hole.
She didn't really purposely try to make it difficult, but I was sweating a
little bit by the time I had them up to her thighs. And then I had a hell of a
time resisting the urge I had to bury my face in her lap, but I knew she was
too wiped out and we really didn't have the time, so I just stole a kiss from
her other lips and heaved ho.
After having to go through the whole process again to get her shorts on, I
ended up collapsing beside Joey to get my breath back, then found the room
littered with exhausted women who fifteen minutes before had experienced
probably the greatest orgasm so far in their lives.
Women... I pondered on when I started thinking of them as women and not girls.
Up until their climax, I had considered them to be girls like they always had
been to me. But now they... Graduated I suppose. It wasn't really logical I
knew, but knowing they all had exposed themselves in the most personal way to
their peers made them... More mature isn't quite the word for it. Just... I
guess they simply didn't fit in the category of being girls any more, that's
all.
Suzi turned herself towards me and cuddled up against Joey's chest before
yawning again and saying, "I've already had your dance postponed until later,
so we have time to make something up."
"I'm already working on that," Joey said before opening his eyes and looking
around. "Shit. I guess there's no hurry though from the looks of things."
Feeling a bit tired myself, I laid my head against Joey's shoulder and stifled
a yawn before saying, "Well as long as it's over by four thirty."
"How come?" Joey asked while trying to scratch his ass on the opposite side of
me.
I tried to keep from grinning, but Suzi caught it and said, "Oh, that's
right... Timmy's little surprise."
"Heh.. Shit I forgot all about it," Joey said, looking over at me with an
analyzing gaze. "I guess it wouldn't do any good to ask for a clue or two,
would it?"
"Nope," I said with a grin. "You're just gonna have to wait like everyone
else."
"Well, you'd have to do something pretty fantastic to beat what Suz just pulled
off," Joey said with a dare in his voice.
"Oh, I don't know. I've had two weeks to get ready, while Suzi had maybe an
hour. But I'm not trying to compete with any of the other... uhm...
activities. It's just my... graduation present to everyone, that's all."
Suzi wrapped her arms around Joey like a pillow and snuggled in deeper to his
chest with a sigh before saying softly, "Well, I've done all I'm going to do
for this graduating class. I officially retire from my political career."
"Heh, yeah, and what a retirement," Joey said, stroking her hair.
"Well, like they say. Better to go out with a bang than to slowly fade away,"
she said with long yawn.
"More like a lust filled orgasmic scream," I said sitting up and stretching.
Suzi's eyes were closed, but she smiled at my joke and lazily slapped my chest
in protest. I watched her smile fade away as she let herself slip further
towards sleep, then looked up at Joey to see if he was going to stay awake.
He did have his eyes closed, but I could feel his mind churning away at what we
would do for our dance routine, so I just patted him on the shoulder before
standing up and going out to find something to eat. I could see that Joey
wanted this to be his graduation gift, and I knew whatever he came up with
would probably be just as good as what Suzi and the other women did. I was
just glad I didn't have to be the one to figure out how.
As I got my snack, I became aware of the higher level of tension all around me.
The party was being run by parents, but we made sure none of them would see our
little unscheduled show earlier to prevent any possible conflicts of interests,
so to speak.
But not only were they having troubles over something, I discovered there were
roving groups of guys circling the place, watching the girls and avoiding the
adults, looking as if they were waiting for the right moment to strike.
As I scanned these groups, I found they were all really horny and frustrated,
most of them having never witnessed a live striptease, much less watch a woman
bring herself to orgasm like they had just seen. The girls on the other hand
were for the most part over the whole thing, although there were a few who had
gone off with their boyfriends to find someplace out of sight to mess around a
bit.
I was in the middle of counting how many of them had succeeded in finding such
a spot when I heard the "Oh, I'm so horny" coming from the dance room and was
immediately attracting the roaming packs of horny cocks. I followed them in
and watched them joke around as they absorbed the lyrics and even dance a bit,
but as they played it for the fourth time, I really started having a bad
feeling about all this.
I opened a thought channel immediately with Joey and thought to him, "Joey, I
hope your routine is almost ready and can be expanded to handle twenty seven
more guys. If not, I'm gonna have to have a group jerk off or something to
keep the peace."
After explaining the situation to him and linking him up to a few of the guys
so he could see, we made a couple of quick decisions, then I went up to the guy
playing the CD and had him surrender it to me.
Shit, I almost got mugged, that's how fast they turned nasty on me when I tried
to explain. I ended up having to blanket them into believing the reason they
were so horny was because they wanted to do what the girls did in front of
everyone that night. It was all I could think of at the time.
Suzi came out of retirement long enough to organize the other women to go out
and spread the word about the second half was going to start around two thirty,
and any guy who wanted to join it should report in the dance room at two
o'clock sharp.
Surprisingly we had nearly fifty guys in the dance room by two a.m., including
Brad who had come up to me wanting to get the scoop on what they would have to
do.
"I don't have a clue, Brad. Joey's running this half of the show, not me.
Why? You thinking of joining us too?"
"Yeah man. Gloria's made me agree to a bunch of shit, and she's like not
really sure I'll keep my word. I was gonna do this just to show her but... You
don't think Joey's gonna make us do no fag stuff, do ya?"
I almost immediately said no, but then thought about it a second and said, "I
wouldn't put it past him since I know he's going to try and out do Suzi's show.
I just can't..."
"Okay people," Joey said over the DJ's microphone. "We only have a half hour
to get ready for this, so shut the fuck up and form two circles, one inside the
other."
"Shit," Brad said, seeing he was going to have to make a choice.
I gave Brad a pat on the back before I found a spot in the inner circle, then
made room for Brad when he walked up to join me.
"Shit. I can't believe I'm gonna do this, man," Brad muttered. "He's gonna do
something faggy, I know it."
Joey started outlining the routine, and it was the part before the removal of
our shirts that made most of the guy object and threaten to quit.
"Look you assholes. You want to be out done by a bunch of chicks? You know
how much guts it took them to fucking masturbate in front of everyone like
that? Shit... What did you expect us to do? Go out there and just jerk
ourselves off? Spurt our wads across the room hoping to hit them between the
tits? We have to prove we got bigger balls than they do. We got to do more
than they did. We have to make them so fucking horny that we have to fight
them off with our dicks as they rip their clothes off and try to fuck us blind.
If you're too much of a wimp that you're worried people will thing you're
homosexual because of a little erotic dance, they maybe you are! In fact, if
anyone of you back out now, that proves you're a fag!"
"Shit, I knew it.. I fucking knew it, man," Brad whined under his breath as
most of the other guys muttered other obscenities.
"Any of you pussies want to leave, now's the time. Otherwise the rest of us
men have some serious shit to do."
Well, nobody left, and even though there were several similar interruptions,
nobody even bothered to flinch when he got to the end and revealed the climax
of the dance to them.
Heheh... You should have seen them though when he tried to get them to drop
their pants and practice the last half. Well, it didn't happen. Joey knew he
was pushing his luck at that point and gave in to just having a run through
without taking off any clothes.
Shit, and I thought the women had gotten nervous before their dance. Oh, a few
of the guys were cool about it, but as the place filled up around us, a lot of
the guys were really getting stressed out about it and ended up having to sit
down to keep from falling down.
We had to wait for Suzi to get back with the two ten gallon containers of
drink, and it took another fifteen minutes to distribute it between the forty
seven of us.
Joey did a good job, that's all I got to say. Since all the women but Suzi had
been on the dancing pom pom squad, there was no way we were going to come close
to them in timing it to the beat. So instead, we started out doing a chorus
line kind of thing just to get things going and to give the drink a chance to
take effect, then started bumping our butts into each other until the drink had
everyone fully hard and horny as mad.
Shit, when we all formed one tight circle and all started humping the next
guy's butt as we walked the circular path, you should have heard the chatter
the girls were making. And when we turned around and started going the other
way, I realized Brad had already forgotten his displeasure over how gay it was
as he ground his crotch into my ass.
Because there wasn't enough extra shirts to go around, Joey decided tearing our
shirts off wasn't worth it, especially since it would only be repeating what
the girls did. So instead, everyone took the shirt off of the person they were
humping, some having an easier time than others do to the size differences of
the guys in both weight and height.
The drink was really starting to get to some of them by the time we had our
shirts off, and with all the humping we had been doing just to do that, about
half of the guys came in their shorts before Joey or I realized it.
For a few moments we thought it was over before it could really begin. But
apparently it only took the edge off of their frustration, and after a few
moments of disorientation, they got right back into the routine with more
reason than ever to keep going, especially with all that drink still in their
system.
In fact the more and more of them came, the better our performance became. And
I have to admit I kind of got a thrill when Brad suddenly clenched me and
humped harder a few times as he blew. I just wish he hadn't been in the middle
of pulling my shirt over my head. I tripped and would have fallen if Joey
hadn't been able to keep his balance in front of me and grabbed me with a free
arm.
When we all were finally shirtless, we stopped and waited for the tubes of oil
to get passed down, then broke up into the two circles again and started oiling
each other up. That caused a bit of a stir, and even though all of the guys
participated, a few of them weren't really doing a very good job until I...
motivated them by tricking their minds a little into thinking they were oiling
up a girl instead of a guy for a bit.
There wasn't any more dancing really, and the music was more for background
than anything else as we finished oiling up our chests and backs. The next
part was going to make or break the whole routine, for if the guys didn't wimp
out then, they weren't going to wimp out at all.
When Joey didn't give them the chance by blanketing the whole group to make
them go through with it without any further doubts getting in the way, I
stopped oiling up Rick's leg and stared across to the outer circle at Joey.
He caught my glare, but just shrugged and thought to me, "I didn't want to risk
it, okay?"
I looked over at Suzi who just gave me another shrug, then I stood up a bit
undecided as Brad got down and started pulling my shorts off with his teeth.
After I did the same to Rick in front of me, I gave in to the drink's
insistence to concentrate on the stuff ahead, and I guess I forgot about it as
we all started humping our undershorts while trying to make our cocks stick out
in them as hard as we could.
When Joey signaled to pick up the tubes of oil, we all scooped it up with our
right hand while slipping our left index finger under the waist band of the guy
next to us. And then Brad surprised the hell out of me when his hand went into
my crack as he oiled my ass cheeks under the cover of my briefs.
But I was pretty horny myself, and I couldn't resist doing the same thing to
Rick. He nearly shit I think, but lucky for me he didn't considering where my
hand was at that instant.
Once our asses were nice and oiled, the two circles backed up against each
other to start the climax of the show. Feeling Joey's oiled back against mine
as I slid my hands into the sides of his cotton jockeys, my eyes locked on
Suzi's grinning face while my blood boiled and my heart raced.
I somehow managed to slide down his hot oiled skin, pulling his shorts down to
his feet, then shakily stood back up and waited for him to do the same to me.
I took a deep breath as my cock flipped out of its pouch, and didn't release it
until Joey was sliding back up and our buttocks made contact with each other.
I let it out with a whoosh as Joey involuntarily shuddered, then we took a few
moments to regain our hold over the drink's power. We couldn't see each other,
and despite that making it easier on the others, to us it was making harder to
stop from turning around and fucking the other's brains out.
All that time I kept my eyes on Suzi, and in a sense she was right there with
us from seeing the strain on my face and knowing how close we were from blowing
it all ourselves.
It was a huge relief when Brad grabbed my cock and instantly started pounding
my meat, but it took me a few seconds to remember I had a job to do myself and
reach over to take Rick's eight incher in hand.
As streams and streams of drink enhanced cum flew through the air to the
audience's total amazement, all I could think about was how badly I wanted to
be back in my old house, feeling Suzi working Joey's hand on my meat with four
years of high school still waiting for us to experience.
After the climax ended and everyone sank down to the floor to relax, Joey and I
just sat there back to back for a long time without saying a word as the others
recovered and scurried off to shower or get dressed. Suzi came over to us and
waited a while before giving up and going out to get something to eat, and it
was after she left that Joey's hand moved, and I instinctively met his hand
half way to hold it like we were about to be yanked apart.
"It doesn't have to end this way, damnit," Joey said a few moments later with
an unsteady voice. "Why do you want it to end?"
"I don't. I just... I can't, Joey... I'm sorry, but I just can't go with you
and Suz."
"Do you want us to say?" he said emotionally.
"No," I said, my voice being equally emotional. "You can't stay when everyone
else is going to be out there. It wouldn't be right."
"Then this is the end," he said with sob, then jerked his hand away, got up and
hurried away, leaving his clothes behind.
"Shit," I groaned as I laid back.
"Where's Joey?" Suzi said a few minutes later from above me.
"I don't know... He's... You know. Feeling it again."
"Oh," she said softly, handing me a doughnut. "Well, I'll go find him and get
him dressed. You might want to do the same, you know?"
"Thanks," I managed to say before taking a bite of the doughnut.
After inhaling the rest of the pastry, I started to put my briefs back on when
I realized I wanted to wash the oil off before putting the rest of my clothes
on.
So I just carried my shorts and shirt with me after finishing slipping my
briefs on, then strode out to the empty pool and jumped in.
"SHIT!" I screamed when I surfaced. "HOLY SHIT IT'S COLD!"
I swam maybe ten minutes before I gave it up and got out, my teeth chattering
as I ran down to the showers, passing a few of the other guys on their way out.
I was washing my pits when a hard cock brushed my ass, almost immediately
followed by Joey's arms wrapping around me in an embrace.
"I'm sorry," he simply said as I relaxed from the shock. "It's just... hard,
you know?"
I knew he hadn't meant the state of his cock, but I couldn't help but act on it
in that sense by spreading my legs and capturing it between them.
"Heh," Joey snickered as he took hold of my rising cock. "This is how it all
started, remember?"
"Shit, man," Brad exclaimed from the entrance. "What, you two didn't get
enough of that faggy stuff yet?"
Joey and I had jumped apart the moment he had startled us, and even though Brad
was only sort of joking, Joey just turned the shower on to the left of me while
Brad took the one on the right and all three of us showered in silence for a
while.
"Well, I'm done," I announced, yet not shutting off the water.
"I've been done for a half an hour," Joey admitted.
Brad just kind of looked over at us, rolled his eyes and said, "Fuck, man...
Why don't you two fags just..."
"Oh, come on Brad," I said, putting some more soap on his ass and giving it a
little grab.
"Yeah Brad. We know you want some," Joey teased as he joined me.
"Come on, guys... Stop joking around. Shit. Come on... Stop. Shit, man...
Shit."
"So what's it going to be, Brad?" Joey asked as he slipped his finger across
Brad's crack.
"Fuck," Brad gasped after getting really hard from Joey's teasing finger and my
hand soaping his ball sack.
"You heard him, Tim. You want to go first?" Joey said trying to keep his grin
from being heard in his voice.
I playfully ran my hand over Brad's crack, and said truthfully, "Well, he does
have a really nice ass. Maybe I'll just rim him and get him ready for ya."
Brad whimpered and then looked frantically over his shoulder as I got down on
my knees and started to pull his cheeks apart.
"Uh, I don't know about this, man," Brad said really nervously. "I mean, I
don't think Gloria..."
I think he jumped four feet in the air when I squirted the water I had been
collecting in my mouth from the shower directly on his rose. Joey and I
laughed our asses off as Brad turned red and calmed down, but then we stared in
disbelief when he walked out muttering, "Shit, man... And I was gonna let you
too."
"Fuck me," Joey said in his shock. "I mean... Shit. I think we really got to
him."
Joey helped me up while I said, "Yeah. I guess all this time Brad's just a
regular horn dog after all."
I had just gotten on my feet directly in front of him, and that's when our eyes
met and made us both deflate.
A few moments later we hugged, then I said from his shoulder, "I love you,
man."
Joey snickered, gave me an extra squeeze and then said, "I love you too, man.
Let's get out of here though. I'm pruning up."
And with that we left to find some towels.
A while later after I got dressed, I wandered back outside by the pool by
myself and sat down away from the lights to look up at the stars.
It was an unusually clear night, and despite the fact the sun had been pretty
hot all day, the air had become a bit chilly that night. But I didn't mind.
It was rather refreshing to sit there, alone, in the semi darkness with my
knees pulled to my chest to conserve my heat.
The stars can be such wondrous things to look at when the atmosphere is right,
and when you've been up for eighteen hours and feeling a bit worn out from a
very busy day, they can be the most amazing things of all.
My thoughts ranged from what Joey, Suzi and I had done that day, pondering over
what my mom's and dad's graduation present could be that I couldn't see until
dinner that night, then ended up wondering about Jennifer. What could have
made her leave me, and why she hadn't called me, wrote to me, or anything that
would have given me a clue to why.
Even though the stars didn't offer any help in these things, they comforted me
by just being there. For I knew that wherever she was, they were looking down
on her just like they were on me, making her seem that much nearer to me than
she really was.
"There you are," Suzi said from the edge of the shadows I was sitting in. "Why
are you hiding like that?"
"I'm not hiding. I'm just relaxing and looking at the stars, that's all," I
said as she sat down on the edge of the lawn chair.
"Do you want be alone?" she said after a few moments of silence passed.
"Hmm? Nah, I don't mind some company. I just wanted to get away from all the
noise for a while."
Suzi dragged another lounge lawn chair over and got in it, then shivered and
said, "Brrrr. Uhm Timmy... Could I..."
I unfolded my legs and moved them apart as she climbed in between them and sat
back against my chest, then I wrapped my arms around her and gave her cheek a
quick kiss.
"The stars are really bright tonight," Suzi commented after we both got
comfortable and relaxed.
"Yeah. When I got here tonight, I saw a falling star, and it wasn't even all
the way dark yet. But I haven't seen any more."
"Did you make a wish?"
"Yeah."
"What was it?"
"You know I can't say, otherwise the wish won't come true."
"That's alright," Suzi said after a few moments. "I have a pretty good idea of
what it was anyway."
When I didn't comment on that, she stirred a little, then looked back at me
with a slightly concerned look.
"What?" I said.
"You know what."
"No I don't," I said with a little smile.
"You've been out here thinking about her, haven't you?"
I sighed, then admitted, "Yeah, a little bit, but I'm okay. Really."
Suzi turned herself all the way around and straddled me to look me in the eyes
close up and say, "Are you really? Because I know Joey and I aren't. You're
getting ready to push us away again."
"I am?" I said, not wanting to deny it, yet wasn't about to confirm it either.
"If nothing else, I can see it in your eyes. Your eyes don't lie, Timmy. They
never have."
She kissed me gently on the lips when I didn't say anything more, then sighed
and turned back around to watch the stars some more.
I watched her symbols swirling around in her head, catching glimpses of her
thoughts despite the shielding Joey had taught her how to do. After a while I
gave her a loose but long hug before telling her I loved her and then got up to
go inside.
"Timmy wait," Suzi called from the chair after I had taken a few steps.
I stopped and watched her hurry over to me with her arms folded across her
stomach, then I wrapped my arm around her as we walk back in together.
"Looks like Gloria forgave Brad," Suzi said as we walked over to where another
batch of doughnuts and snacks were being served.
"Huh?" I said after not seeing them anywhere.
"Over there," she said, pointing over at the table where everyone had signed in
at.
I was about to say I didn't see them when I noticed their swirls of symbols
were coming from under the tableclothed table, and I quickly established a link
with Brad's senses to find him blindfolded and his arms and legs tied to the
table legs as Gloria teased his body with the tip of her tongue.
"Heh. Joey tell you what we did with him in the shower?"
"No, Brad did. Joey didn't say a word. Speaking of Joey, I wonder where...
Oh that man!"
Suzi stomped away from me before I could even register something was wrong, but
it didn't take me more than a few seconds to locate Joey and see what was up.
"Oh come on, Suz," Joey whined loudly from inside the girls showers when I
reached the door. "I wasn't going to fuck them, honest!"
"What did I tell you! NO GIRLS! None! Zippo! Zilch! No blow jobs, no rim
jobs, no tits, no nothing unless I say you CAN!"
"But... But..." Joey said flat on his stomach on the floor as Suzi walked all
over his back.
"What are you doing, Suz?" I said, watching her continue to tread on his
muscular back.
"She's walking all over me," Joey answered for her between grunts. "Don't ask.
It's complicated."
"Uhm, I'll uh.. Be out here eating," I said after watching her make three
complete paths on his back.
As I left, I heard Suzi saying, "Tomorrow you're going to be serving me hand
and foot all day, mister. You're going to wax my car, do the laundry, take me
shopping, move my furniture around, clean my...."
I managed to snag a couple doughnuts before they were all gone, and was just
chatting with a couple of girls as we waited in line for a drink when I noticed
Gloria walking around without Brad.
To my surprise, Brad was still tied up under the table as she socialized a
while and then went into the dance room to dance. Suzi was still chewing Joey
out as they emerged from the girls shower room, so I quickly headed in the
other direction, making my way over to the table Brad was under.
"So Brad," I said, sitting down on top of it. "You having fun under there?"
"Hhhrrphh, mnnn," came back the reply.
"That's good. Sorry about the joke Joey and I pulled on ya. We kept waiting
for you to freak, but you never did."
"hhh hhkhh, mnnn. I gnnn I hhm hnlg hnlgh, hu nw?"
"Helpless? Wait. You mean you would have actually let one of us fuck you in
the ass just because it made you feel helpless? Shit Brad. You're... heh.
hopeless as much as helpless."
"Yhhh mnnn," Brad said with a huff that was supposed to be a laugh. "Ungn
gnnn"
"Hey, I'm gonna go. But just to let you know ahead of time, you're gonna want
to be... uhm... mobile around four thirty, okay?"
"nhh hhmn nn nn nw?" Brad asked.
"Ten till four. I'll tell Gloria too so she can take care of ya before hand.
Oh.. Heh.. Looks like I don't need to. Here she comes. Later, bud."
"HHH MHM!" Brad said, then continued mumbling loudly as I walked away,
complaining that I had ruined the anticipation factor.
I was grinning the whole way to the dance room to tell Gloria what I had said
to him, and then told her he was really sweating thinking she was under the
table with him and just not making any sounds or movements.
I circled the entire place to see what activities were going on, then headed
out to the back fenced in field where my help was setting up for my gig.
"How we doing?" I asked Austin, one of my dad's part time guys who usually
helped with the yard work and other physical demanding tasks.
"We're about fin.. fin.. FINished..." he yawned. "Sorry, master."
"That's okay," I said with a grin after yawning myself. "I know how you feel."
"We brought robes figuring you might need them. It's pretty cool out here, ya
know," he added as we walked over to one of the long tables already set up with
a royal red velvet table cloth and crystal goblets.
"Awe man, yeah. Thanks. I was worried about that too. Who's idea was it?"
"I think it was Liddy's, but I'm not positive of it, master. Man, I didn't
have anything as nice as this for my graduation party," he said, picking up the
goblet and holding it up to the work light. "The Year of the Best - Class of
89."
"What year did you graduate?" I asked him as he put it back down.
"Eighty Six, master."
"Shit. You were a senior when I was a freshmen. And how long have you been,
uhm, working for my dad?"
"Only two years, master. And I'm only a part time slave, you know."
"Heh... Part time slave," I chuckled, then tried to stow my grin away when I
realized he had been perfectly serious when he said it.
I helped setting up a bit, then stood there clueless as Austin went to help a
few technicians wire up the nine rented big screen TVs and the two cameras to
the mess of electronic stuff they brought.
By four twenty, everything was set up and ready, so I took one last walk past
the three rows of tables forming a half circle around my "stage" before having
them kill the work lights and start lighting the candles while I left to launch
my surprise.
I walked calmly to the other side of the building, trying not to draw attention
to myself despite the toothy grin I kept getting and having to wipe off. I was
just up to the entrance where we had all come in when I saw someone running up
to me out of the corner of my eye.
"Going somewhere?" Joey said with a bright eyed grin.
"Nope."
"Ahhh..." he said before slipping in front of me and blocking the door. "So
what famous movie star or rock group is waiting behind this door?"
"None," I said, trying to stop my own grinning.
"Shit," he said when he suddenly opened it and looked out. "There isn't anyone
out here."
"There isn't?" I said surprised. "Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'm sure. Shit Tim. Are you sure whoever it was knew they had to be
here now?"
I poked my head out and scanned the parking lot, then said, "Yeah, I'm sure.
And they are here. Hey, you want in on it, right?"
"Huh?" Joey said, scanning the parking lot with his mind this time and still
coming up blank. "Uhm, yeah. That's all I wanted in the first place."
"Okay then. Hold this door open, and don't let it close until I say, okay?"
"Uhm... Okay," he said suspiciously.
"On second thought... Stand behind it while you're holding it. Just incase."
Joey hesitantly complied, then asked, "All right, now what are you going to
do?"
"Me? I'm just going to whistle," I said letting my grin go full spread.
"Whistle?!?" Joey said just before I put my lips together and started making a
dozen or so short loud chirps.
"Is that it?" Joey said from behind the door.
"Shhh... Listen. You hear that?"
"Hear what?" he said, sticking his ear around the edge of the door. "What, the
wind?"
"Oh SHIT! Heh. That's not the wind!" I said rushing back in and opening the
door next to the one Joey was holding and ducking behind it.
"What the FUCK?!?" Joey said after stealing a look around the door and seeing a
large dark cloud swooping down from the trees at the other end of the lot and
heading towards us.
"Holy shit!" Joey gasped as the whooshing sound started getting louder and
louder to the point where people inside were starting to notice.
"What the hell is it, Tim?!?" Joey yelled as he ducked back behind the door
completely as the sound got really loud.
"YOU'LL SEE!" I yelled, then sent a blanket command at the group of curious
people heading toward us to get the hell back or drop to the ground.
I held my breath as the head of my army of owls shot in through the doors,
immediately followed by their followers, having recruited probably every damn
owl in the whole county just to start off my show with a bang.
More like a hoot I guess you could say. Shit. When I had seen them leaving
the trees after my whistle, my heart almost stopped, for there were a lot more
than I had anticipated. But I was holding my breath for an entirely different
reason. I was scared a good number of them would crash into the walls or the
center post between the doors with there being just so many of them. They had
looked like a swarm of bees when they had first started flying towards us.
I swear I heard a few hit too, and between that and the screams coming from
inside the complex, I really started to feel sick.
But when the hooting began, the screams settled down, and after a few late
comers fluttered in, I peeked around the door just as Joey did and we caught
each other's expressions of astonishment before I rushed out thinking of all
the crippled or dead birds I would find.
I was in a sort of happy shock when walked back in with only a huge feather to
claim as a casualty. I held it up to Joey's face and said, "Look. Pretty
cool, huh?"
He just looked at me with a totally blank face, then raised both eyebrows
higher I had ever seen his do before and looked back inside the complex where
the hooting had become deafening.
"Holy shit," I laughed when I looked, then took off towards the owl covered
scene inside.
"Hey, you think there's enough of them?" I shouted to nobody in particular as I
raced into the middle of the mob of owls. "WHOO? WHOO?" I cried like a little
kid as people started crawling out of where they had taken cover at.
"Come on, come on... They're only owls!" I yelled above the echoing hoots.
"Just don't rush up to them or crowd them, and you'll be fine."
"DON'T CROWD THEM?" someone yelled as it became obvious there wasn't even
enough room to walk without causing a flurry of wings.
"Shit. Alright, alright!" I yelled with disappointment. "Everybody take cover
again and I'll get rid of them."
As I walked towards the other end of the building to the doors leading out to
the field I was set up in, owls and people when flapping and scurrying out of
my and each other's ways. At one point even I had to duck for cover when the
owls back by the doors I was heading to decided I was getting too close for
comfort and tried to all take off at once over my head.
"Man did I over do it, or what," I muttered to myself as I reached the door and
opened it. "Heh Austin! Hold this other door open, and the rest of you...
uhm.. Well, duck!"
"Holy shit," Austin said when he saw what was going on inside. "How all
those..."
"Open the door and stay behind it," I barked, then at the others who were just
standing around looking confused I yelled, "I said... DUCK!"
I couldn't help but grin from the satisfaction of seeing them all dive for the
ground, but it quickly melted away when I did my whistle and only a few of the
birds came flying out.
"Oh shit. They can't hear me for all their hooting," I realized out loud.
I scanned the scene inside with my eyes before turning around and yelling to
one of the technicians on the ground, "Hey Tony! Didn't I see a bull horn with
all that stuff you brought?"
Three minutes later, Tony was holding the second door open as I nervously
pointed the bullhorn inside and started my whistles with it set on full volume.
I nearly brained myself when it hit the center post of the doors as I turned to
flee, for the owls had all pretty much had heard it and were coming straight at
me.
I ended up diving to the ground when their flapping wings surrounded my ears,
and I laid there with my arms over my head cussing, laughing, and at times
screaming in fear all from the exhilaration of being beneath all those birds
launching themselves back into the night's sky.
"You okay?" I heard Austin say once the sound of their wings started to fade.
"Are they gone?" I said without moving.
"I think so."
I carefully rolled over, then sat up just in time to see a really big one hop
out the door and come straight at me with his wings spread wide.
"Are you sure they're gone this time?" I asked him from inside my curled up
protective ball position.
He didn't have to answer since people were apparently at the door asking where
they all went, but I still kept my arm around the sides of my face until I
visibly confirmed the all clear and got up to my feet.
"Well, not exactly how I imagined it, but... It wasn't too bad," I said before
slipping on the robe Maggie was holding out for me and going up to the door to
welcome my guests.
It took a half hour to get everyone robed and seated, and I was having serious
doubts about going through with the second half of the show, partially because
I was running out of time before the sun would be up, but mostly because the
first bit hadn't worked exactly as I had planned.
But when people started loudly asking what I was going to do and stuff, I guess
it was the big ham inside me that made the final decision. So as the nine
servants filled everyone's goblet with the thin yellow nectar like substance, I
got up on my stage and sat down Indian style before flipping on the wireless
mic Tony had pinned on my shirt.
"Good morning," I greeted them. "I uhm... First want to apologize for...
uhm... well, scaring the shit out of you all."
"You'll be getting my laundry bill, buddy!" someone exclaimed.
"Heh, I'll just throw it in the stack with the rest of the bills for this. My
dad won't even know it."
"What's is this stuff, Timmy?" Suzi said from the center table as Louisa
finished pouring hers and moved to fill Joey's goblet.
"Expensive, for one thing. It would take a hundred years of Corey's dirty
laundry bills to equal one glass of that stuff."
"Really?" Corey asked. "Can I get that to go?"
After the soft laughter died out, I said humorously, "What do you think this
is? McTimmy's?
"But seriously. It's not alcoholic, and..." I paused to let the boos pass,
"and if you want to taste it now, go ahead. Just don't gulp it down. I want
to make a toast once everyone is ready. And savor it while it lasts, for none
of you bums can afford a second glass."
I flipped off the mic a moment to tell Tony to flip on the TVs so they would
warm up, then checked to see if everyone had been served before waving over my
own glass, filled with something other than what they all were having.
"So... What should we toast about?" I asked after flipping on the mic and
grinning at everyone.
I watched their faces as they laughed and started throwing out suggestions,
trying not to look Joey or Suzi in the eye too much yet not avoiding them
either. They knew I had spent a lot of time preparing for this night, so they
were on guard to catch whatever I was going to do before I did it.
"Okay okay..." I finally laughed and raised my goblet. "To everything you all
said, except that bit about Corey's laundry. And..."
I took a deep breath and said carefully, "To our past: Our youth, our
friendships, the good times we've had, even when we were being a bit... bad.
To the future: The starting of a new life, exploring the world and each other.
To the hope that we all shall find that person who we were meant to love and
marry, and most importantly to the children we shall have that will take our
place when we die. Good luck, my friends. Salute."
As everyone chinked their goblets except me of course, I drank deeply, more to
steady my nerves and collect my wits than to quench my thirst. After I lowered
my goblet and let out a deep "Ahhhhh," I smacked my lips and said under my
breath, "You know, that's stuff is pretty good."
I waited a couple of minutes as people finished up their first glass and the
servants went around giving them another half a glass, then turned off my mic
again and started my short chirpy whistle again.
"Are you nuts?" Joey exclaimed before looking around for any sign of the dark
cloud of birds.
"Relax... They've all gone home. Well, almost all of them anyway," I said
into the mic before turning it off and whistling again.
I was doing it for the third time when finally there was a whisper of a
fluttering of wings above me and I caught the shadow circling above me.
I slipped the long leather glove that covered my entire arm and held it out
beside me as I whistled to my bird friend again.
Just like I knew she would, Tobias suddenly dropped out of the sky and landed
on my arm like a well trained hawk. But Tobias was no hawk. She was the
biggest of all the owls I had run across, and was probably the oldest and
wisest too.
I flipped the mic back after lowering her to the ground, then said, "About
three weeks ago, I was depressed about my life and was sort of wishing I could
just end it all without really considering it seriously. I was walking through
some woods behind my house feeling alone and useless when Tobias here hooted
and scared the heck out of me.
"She wasn't afraid of me. In fact I walked right up to her and stroked her
head just like I'm doing now before she spread her wings.... Spread your wing,
girl.... Come on.... Yeah.... Smart old Tobias, " I cooed as I fed her a
treat.
"Anyway, she just.... looked at me with her wings spread out... Looked me in
the eyes... I've never really looked in the eyes of an owl before. They're so
big... Like they can see right through you, even in the dark."
I glanced around seeing most everyone was staring at the big screen TVs staring
in Tobias's eyes, and those who weren't were equally spaced out, except for
Joey and Suzi who had been served the same drink as I had.
I winked at them after they realized the state everyone was in and looked
questioningly at me, then I signaled for them to look at the screen as I formed
an empathic connection to lead them into the dream I was about to give.
"As I looked deeper into her eyes, I let go of my worries and discomforts and
just focused myself on her eyes. They were calling me, welcoming me, letting
me feel that everything was all right as long as I let her pull me along. I
could almost see what she was thinking, and her eyes just kept pulling me in
deeper and deeper... her eyes getting bigger and bigger... nothing but her
eyes around me, absorbing me and becoming one with her mind.
"Feel her wings as they spread apart. Feel the power they have, the power of
flight, power of the wind. Her eyes so bright, our minds interwoven so tight,
we can feel the feathers on our skin as they shift in the wind, and we feel
ourselves hunger to glide through night completely free.
"So on the count of three, we'll jump in the air with our wings spread out and
start our journey for the night. One, two, three..."
On cue, Tobias leapt into the air and took off while most of my deeply
entranced audience stirred in their seats trying to flap their limp arms as
they experience the scene of taking off through the mini camera lens attached
to Tobias's head.
I formed a one way with the bird and gave myself a moment to adjust to the feel
of her very different body, then began speaking again to my peers.
"Pushing ourselves up into the air with our powerful wings, feeling the air
blowing across our feathered skin, pushing higher and higher, pumping our wings
and holding our tail just so, until we're high enough to slow them down and...
Oh it's just incredible to stretch them out all the way now and glide through
the air with such speed...
"It feels so natural... Flying... is so natural... We feel so light...
Swooping down a bit... Rising high again... Seeing the trees and buildings
below us as we fly through the cool night air...
"And everything looks so... peaceful... So calm and relaxed... We can just
float here a while and watch as everything we know on Earth just flies by.
"We've never felt so free, so alive, so good... The wind beneath our wings, the
stars shining in the sky, the ground whooshing underneath us as we swoop down
to see what's going on.
"Ahhh... It's good to rest in a tree too. Yeah... Wow, I can hear the sounds
of the night around me, and see into the darkest corners with my big eyes. I
wish I could stay like this forever. It's so much better than my own life.
"Well, I guess there's nothing else for me to see here. Okay, one... two...
three.... Hey, this is getting easier... Whoops! Heh.. Look out for that
tree, George.
"Wow... Look... The sun is starting to come up. And look! We're over by our
old school... It looks so different from up here. And big. It's pretty big
compared to a tree.
"Cars... A couple of them anyway. They look like... Bugs. But they go so
fast. Heh... Kind of makes you want to go driving right now... But we can't,
because we're a bird.
"And we can fly. We don't need a car to go places. No work to worry about, no
responsibilities, no laws to break. Just our wings and our wind.
"The wind feels pretty good too. I think it's pretty neat being a bird.
But..."
I sighed as we turned around and started heading back, then said, "What do we
do besides fly, hunt and breed? I mean, yeah, no worries about college or
getting a job or anything, but then again we do have to worry about finding
enough food and staying warm or cool... Maybe being a human isn't so bad.
Maybe my life is worth something to have. Maybe that's what Tobias was trying
to show me that night, and that's what I'm trying show you now. We don't have
to accomplish great things, make a lot of money, or have the most friends.
We're the dominant species on the planet, and sure, things can get a bit down
and out. But when everything is said and done, we have the best life just
being human, and to me being _human_ is what life is all about...
"Well, that concludes our flight on Tobias's chartered tour of The Night By Owl
Light. As we descend back to the ground and feel ourselves become awake and
alert, please stay seated and quiet until I give the word."
Moments later, Tobias landed on my arm again, and I gave her a few more treats
as I watched as my audience started blinking and looking around a bit dazed
without comment.
I turned my back to them as I took off the camera from around Tobias's head,
then stroked the old bird's puffed out chest a few times while watching the
sunrise together.
"Thank you, my friend. I hope we can go flying together again someday," I said
softly before giving her the last treat I had, then holding my arm out doing my
little chirp whistle one last time.
One of the first paintings I painted later that year was the scene of myself
with my arm still held straight out moments after Tobias took off. I
exaggerated the scene a bit, making the stretch of colors from the sunrise
larger, and adding the sparkles her wings left behind in her wake. But I like
to think I captured the moment quite well, and I named it after the emotions I
felt as she flew away.
I call it "Free at Last"...
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To read the previous chapters, check out the following sites:
My home page (when server is up) at /~Rass_Senip/ which has
more than just the posted chapters like graphics and parts I rewrote or threw
out. http://www.geocities.com/SoHo/Den/9691/ has a copy of my site at asstr
and should always be up, but you have to live with the ads popping up there.
All posted chapters can be found doing a search in the Adult section of
http://www.dejanews.com/
The first 15 chapters can be reliably accessed at http://www.mcstories.com/Tim/
and will have the new chapters as soon as Simon converts them to his own html
format.
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