Date: Sat, 17 Jul 1999 08:45:45 PDT From: Brian Davis Subject: The Day After Hi, Once again I am typing this for someone else. His name is David, as I said before the first story David doesn't have a computer much less Internet access. From the email David got I can tell you the first chapter was incredibly popular. It was read by everyone from Nick in a little town right near here where David and I live, all the way to another David "high in the mountains of the Andes mountains in Colombia". To those who wrote, David thanks you, we are answering email as fast as we can but have now fallen behind. So for all of you that wrote and didn't get an answer... here it is--> the next chapter. (honestly guys tho don't stop writing just caz you didn't get an answer, I also happen to know that David wasn't planning on writing this chapter until the flood of email came, after I posted the first chapter he called and said "just forget about it, its stupid" ....my answer: "Too late, it's already been sent in.") We are going to be asking Nifty to name the series "Four-Twenty" so that David doesn't have to stay on the same storyline of David and David, that makes alot of sense actually because the other David is actually only around for about 4 or 6 weeks spread out thru the year, David also didn't want to make "Interruption", Part 1 (I think he's got too much Star Wars on the brain) so he has decided "Interruption" should be Part 4, go figure, I don't know whether or not he actually has plans for Parts 1 thru 3 or not or just wanted to copy someone famous :) Someone asked if David saw what I wrote at the top of the story last time....NOT before it was already posted he didn't. Same answer this time. Part 5 - The Day After by David G. Hello, when I last stopped writing I was telling you about what had just happened. I was surprised how many people wrote and asked questions and even more amazed at the ideas some people had. But that was actually Part 4 of the story and you gotta wait for the first three parts to understand the note. Right now I am writing about what happened next in part 5. After I finished writing the last story I was so pumped, I carefully hid the papers that I wrote it on and went back outside, this time I didn't feel like going all the way to the lake for a joint, I just walked 5 feet into the woods from my house (about 20 feet of yard, then the first 5 feet of woods) and sparked the j. It was just after 4:00 AM and I knew I had to sleep soon or I had to just blow off sleeping altogether and stay up. I took a few hits and took out my pager to find out what time it was 4:19, I smiled to myself as I realized it was almost 4:20, I wondered if David was sleeping (probably) and wondered if he knew the international significance of 4:20. On returning to my room I discovered my brother (actually half-brother) was still AWOL. In my brothers absence I saw no reason to go thru the ritual of getting in bed with shorts on and then taking them off under the covers. I dropped my shorts, stepped out of them and fell into bed with my hand on my dick. Damm I was hard.....that thought died, I was asleep. I woke up and it was quiet, too quiet. I glanced at the clock, shit almost 9. I found my shorts and pulled them over my morning missile and set out to first to drain the dragon and then find out why the fuck it was so quiet in my house. As I went around the corner to the bathroom, I saw a note on the table, I realized it prolly meant I was alone, but I closed the bathroom door anyways just in case. I didn't just take my dick out of my shorts, for some reason I dropped my shorts to my ankles and stood in front of the toilet. After trying to bend my rod down a few times I said fuck it, I need a shower anyways. With that thought in mind I opened the door to the shower (we just have a shower stall, no tub, and one bathroom for all 7 of us) and stepped in. I turned the water to warm and as I stood I felt my bladder relax and I pissed. My piss went up in an arch so I aimed it around and sprayed all the walls and watched the yellow mix with the clear water and circle down the drain. I smiled to myself as I thought of my stoned comment to David last night about feeling the warm water around your dick when you pee when your in the lake. Oh My GOD, last night actually happened. I washed, shampoo'd and my dick never went down. I thought about "soaping it off" but for some reason decided to ignore it. I dried off and pulled my black running shorts back on and went out to read the note, "David, your brothers are at work I think, me and Mel went to the boats, take care of the O'Brein's, see you tonite, MOM" Now to translate the note for you: "your brothers are at work I think" means that no one really knows where my 4 brothers are, we all live at home, but I am the only one under 18 and the only one that doesn't have a car, therefor I am the only person that can be found. "me and Mel went to the boats", Mel is my moms current man, I don't call anyone of them husbands tho, they last about a year each. The reference to boats has nothing to do with the lake we live at but rather river boats in a city nearby (can you say C_A_S_I_N_O?). And "take care of the O'Brein's", means that I have to do the chores over at their house because my mom was off losing what little money she actually has and forgetting she is the one actually that's supposed to be the caretaker at their house. And finally, "see you tonite" means BEFORE TOMMORROW. I looked at the clock, 9:30, I might as well get it over with I thought. Basically all we had to do when the O'Brein's were around was go over and pick up after them and make their beds and crap. They had more staff at their other houses (they have 3 houses total), but they were supposed to be "roughin-it" at the lake, so we just had to deal with their shit once a day in the mornings. I went back in my room and got out my black docker shorts and my imitation white Polo golf shirt, the nicest clothes I have, which I only wear when I'm going to do the chores over at the O'Brein's. I dropped my shorts and actually noticed my dick was soft, amazing considering I hadn't dealt with it in the shower. I looked for decent underwear and decided none was the best choice and pulled my shorts on then my shirt. I threw my shoes on with no socks and wondered if anyone would notice caz Mr. O'Brein, David's dad, is a foot doctor and is always telling everyone how important it is to wear shoes and socks and to protect the feet. I think he's nuts, barefoot feels best to me, oh well he has to know something, he's the one thats got a grip of cash. I thought about taking a detour to the woods for some smoke but I decided just to get the crap over with and then party. I walked the path to their house and when I saw the side kitchen door I froze. I stared. Flashback. I could see David going in last night. Shit, last night wasn't very long ago. Shit, David's in the house. Holy Fuck, did David say he was gay last night? It all hit me at once. I was like fuck I don't wanna do this, now I gotta see David. What if his parents knew? I was still standing there staring at the door when it opened, Mr. O'Brein popped out. I stood there speechless. He smiled, "Hello David, go on in everyone's up except for David, he seems a bit tired this morning." With that he was into his black BMW and off to his work or wherever he goes. I looked at the door still standing open and thought yeah I bet his heinous is a little tired this morning, shit how was I gonna deal with this, better yet how is his heinous gonna deal with it? I know how I'm gonna deal with it, I'm gonna get this shit over with and GET STONED!!! The kitchen was a wreck when I finally went in. The O'Brein's don't see much of the kitchen at their other houses I've heard but they sure know how to trash this one. It really wasn't as bad as it looked, I had it back to normal in about 15 minutes, but the dishwasher was packed. Quickly I went thru the rest of the downstairs grabbing shit and putting it where it ought to be, tossing out yesterdays paper, straightening today's out and reading the headlines and bits and pieces as I did it, you gotta know something about what's going on in life after all. I heard voices and Mrs. O'Brein and the two girls (David's sisters) came down the stairs. "Oh Hi David, me and the girls will be out in the sun, David's just waking up though so do his room last". With that they were out the door. I climbed stairs and entered the master bedroom, never much more to do in here than make the bed. One thing I had figured out, adults were less messy than any kid. I made the bed quick and head for each of the girls rooms, making the beds and gathering dirty laundry. The girls bathrooms looked ok, but I mopped up the extra water on the floor and counter in one of them and put fresh towels in both. I went back to the hall. Crap! all that's left is David's room. Oh well, I gotta deal with this sooner or later might as well be now. I swallowed and knocked on the door. No answer. I knocked again, still no answer. I tried the knob, the door opened, I could hear the shower and my eyes went straight to David's bathroom door, it was shut. I bolted into the room and scooped up his dirty cloths, noting their was no underwear, he must have worn it into the bathroom. I made his bed and jetted into the hall, I tossed David's laundry down the laundry chute and pulled his door shut and got the hell out of the house fast. I was done with the chores and somehow hadn't had to deal with David. I went back to my room entering from the sliding door from the outside. I checked the house to see if any of my asshole or not so asshole brothers were around. They weren't, went to my bedroom and pulled the black case out from under my bed. It was actually an old typewriter I picked up at a garage sale for $5.00. Everyone told me what a good investment I had made. Little did they know I didn't give a crap about typing, it was so I had a place to lock stuff up, actually I guess it was a pretty good investment--just not for why everyone thought. I didn't even have the typewriter any more, there wasn't room for it. I took the key off my neck and unlocked it and opened it taking a deep breath. The aroma was pure green gold. I had scored pretty good recently and still was selling off a pound of some pretty moist and gummy greenish brown brick weed, fine shit--it coulda come from Mexico like I told everyone but I really had no clue. No one knew what I was into but me, I figured if any of my brothers ever found out they would want in, then smoke all the profits. Sure I would always manage to have an extra sack I could sell if they were ever looking, but there was no way they were gonna know the prices I was paying or how much I was getting. I've even arranged to get things for some of my moms boyfriends, haha. I took the wad of cash and counted it, yeah I had just about enough for the next round, this was cool, the rest was profit. I weighed out 4 sacks, at about 6 grams a sack, I always figure since I gotta smoke the guy up they only get 6 grams, the 7th is my bonus, besides, I only know one guy thats actually got a scale and checks what he buys. I was putting everything away, but stopped and put another bud in two of the sacks, shit if I'm gonna sell em for $90.00 I might as well fill em, not that he would have a clue. I stuffed the 2 leaner sacks in my pocket and put the two for David back in the case, locking it and headed for the woods. I took my time walking and smoking. I didn't wanna be anywhere David could find me. I admitted to myself I was scared shitless about what had happened. I was pretty fucked up and not really paying much attention to where I was going, like many other times I figured that I would get there when I got there, meaning I was going no where until I discovered that I had arrived wherever it was that I wasn't going. It was hot out and I realized I hadn't changed cloths. I thought for awhile and remembered a place nearby I could toss my shirt and know it would still be there on my way home later. Shirtless, I met up with a couple guys I knew, watched them messing around with a go-cart for awhile, but it paid off they took one of the sacks off me for $35.00--not as much as I wanted, but I was too the point it was profit only so I could afford to cut a deal here and there. I actually felt Mr. Happy waking up at one point because I had been with both of them before, and visions of both guys naked were mingled in my head, but I pretty much forgot about it pretty quick caz I got a rule about sex. Kinda like weed I keep it to myself and I always make sure there are no witnesses. Two against one battles after the fact can get nasty, I've seen nasty ones that have nothing to do with sex. I was hot, I circled around to a place in the lake in a cove where I knew no one would be and stripped my shorts off and wadded into the water naked. Shit I wonder if David's even gonna really show up tonite to make his buy.....After I got out I pulled my shorts on over my wet body and realized how much I wanted to sleep. I headed home to do just that. Neil my brother that shares our room was home, he was in bed asleep. I crawled under my covers and slipped off my shorts under the covers. My soft dick hit the cool sheets and it felt really good. I was hard pretty fast. Shit, Neil's in here, I wish the mother fucker wasn't so weird about shit like jacking off. Of the 5 of us he was the only brother that had a relationship with his dad, and his dad had very strong feelings about masturbation and gays and shit. Needless to say Neil was a follow of his father. Fuck it, I can do it quietly, I just wish I knew how far asleep he was. I rolled over onto my back and made a little tent with the sheet, using the back of my left hand to hold the sheet up so I had a little room around my boner, I started stroking really slowly so I wouldn't make any noise. It really was feeling almost too good, the hormones kicked in and I just folded the sheet back and stroked my dick in the open room. If Neil saw me he would just storm out and make a huge deal about it for a couple days, he had done it before. I did do it real slow though to keep the noise down. I had to bite my lip when I shot to keep quiet. Neil never moved, he must be asleep. I stared at the out of focus image of my brothers face beyond my now semi erect and cum covered dick. I laid in bliss too long for I fell asleep. When I woke up someone, and I know it wasn't Neil, he wouldn't be so kind, had thrown my covers over me, I moved my hand and felt the dry sticky goop. I grabbed a towel I keep semi hidden and cleaned myself up under the covers, as I did I listened to the voices in the other room to see how many people were home. My mom, Mel, and two of my brothers age 21 and 22 were out there it sounded like. I pulled my cloths on under the covers for no reason caz the room was empty, habit I guess. When I came out it was almost 8PM but the sun was barely starting to go down. My mom said "Welcome to the World" and I just went to the fridge and found some food and sat and ate it without saying a word. This sucked, there was nothing to do and I told David "same time, same place" which meant I had alot of time to kill. Mel palmed me a note which I shoved into my pants without even looking at it. I could tell by the way he did it I was supposed to read it later. I got up and belched, my mom gave me the evil "MOM LOOK". I pitched my trash and went into the bathroom to give birth to a new state trooper. I sat there pressing my legs together and squeezing my dick and then letting up the pressure and so on. Then I remembered Mel's note and reached down and took it out of my pocket. My cigs were there too and since I pulled them out also I lit one and unfolded a note with two twenties in it. in really bad handwriting the note said "You know what to pick up for me... be more careful with the naps you know Neil would have a cow". I wadded the note and the money back up and shoved it into my pocket again. I wiped and noticed I still had some dried cum in my hairs, so I got up and turned toward the sink. I found a wash cloth and rinsed it in warm water and rinsed my dick and pubic hair. Tossing my cigarette butt into the toilet I turned the water warmer and rinsed the was cloth once again. With the hot cloth I started just below my balls and ran it backward between my cheecks up over my puckered asshole the warmth was stimulating and my cock rose. Absentmindedly I rinsed and warmed the wash cloth over again and this time carefully wrapped my cock in the warmth, god what a rush. There was a knock on the door followed by words of my mother, "your brothers are all gone, me and Mel are going to the drive in, you coming?" I figured why not, I didn't even care what we saw, anything to keep my mind off of later tonite. I was dressing and said back, "yeah ok, I gotta run somewhere real quick tho, do I got time?" Mel's voice said, "of course hurry up tho" He knew what I meant, I knew what he meant. I didn't really need to go anywhere to get Mel's shit other than my room. I unlocked the case and realized I was gonna have to weigh it out. There was no way I was gonna just grab one of David's sacks and risk having to weigh out another one for David later with Neil in the room. I did three sacks real fast and shoved them into my pants pocket, I could usually sell at least two at the drive-in, I still had some pre-rolled j's for me. To make things look good I left the house like I was going somewhere, but I just went to the woods to smoke a quick j, then came back in to the house and said "let's go". I caught Mel's eye and gave him a look like "yeah your hooked up". After we got there Mel asked me to go to the concession stand with him, he took his sack and said "get lost for awhile". I couldn't decide what to do so I went in the Men's room and stood at a urinal for awhile hoping I could pick someone up. It really didn't take long before a guy that graduated last year came in. I had sucked him off one night at a party right around graduation. After he was done pissing he just said "man you musta really had to go." I glanced out of the corner eye and saw his dick going up and so I turned so he could see mine. He looked and said, "my cars not far and I came alone, couldn't find crap to do tonite. you got any beers?" I told him I had one j and a sack I was selling for $40.00 but no alchyhol. He said Let's smoke the j if it's good shit I'll buy the sack and roll one to match. I nodded. We went back to his car. The mood changed a little caz I completely forgot David. We smoked the j (I really had 6 but that information is on a need to know basis only, and I could see no reason he needed to know). He bought the sack and dug a bong out of his trunk when we discovered we had no papers. We sat there and got shit-faced until he told me "I remember it dude, it was krad, do it again and I'll pay, but I gotta be real honest, I'm not to into doing it back". I glanced at his lap and noticed he was sitting with his butt pushed forward and his hard mound on top where you could see. I thought about it and decided if I wasn't gonna get anything but cash this was gonna be a quickie, I was way to horned up, I was gonna have to try and get someone else. "I'll get ya off for twenty." "how?" "suck" "ok" "you got the cash?" "yea", I moved my hand to his leg and began to massage and explore the lump. After a minute I said, "if you want me to get it out, get the cash out" He bitched but fished a twenty out of his pocket and laid it across his bulge. I snatched it, put it in my pocket and my fingers went for the snap and zipper on his shorts. The shorts fell open to white breifs underneath, I played with the lump until he was so hard the elastic on his breifs no longer touched his tummy. He was paying attention I found out as I hooked the front of his breifs with my fingers because his butt came up off the seat so I would be able to free his rod. I pulled his shorts about to his knees and gave his cock a few quick pulls with my hand. Then I layed across front seat of his car, he released the steering wheel lever and it tilted up to give me more room to work. He had about 7" of cut dick and I could tell he wasn't going to last very long. Not lasting long was an understatement, it took about 3 minutes of work with my lips and tongue and his cum was flooding my mouth. He was in still in the after state and I was still horny as fuck, I got out of his car and said "see ya around sometime maybe" and took off as he sat there with his semi hard dick waving in the heat. I never looked back. I circled around thru all four of the parking areas and screens checking for people I knew. It had gotten really dark, so except for the light from the screens it was hard to see. I ended up going back to the men's room. Just as I walked in there were 4 about 12 and 13 year olds, obviously all together at the urinals pissing and talking. I took the only empty urinal between two of them and silently tried to take a peek. Not much luck, plus they were altogether, so there was a slim chance any thing would happen with any of them. They left and I was left in silence. I could feel my buzz, my god I was stoned, felt damm fine for a hot muggy night. I could feel the sweat running down my sides from my pits. God I was horny. I stood there listening for the sounds of someone approaching, then I remembered the hole. I didn't actually go to the drive-in very much but the last time I had been there I had to take a dump. There were only two stalls, and I had picked the first one and discovered then that there was two little holes in the walls, one on each side. No one was in the restroom with me so I didn't even bother to put my cock away, I just walked from the urinal into the first stall and dropped my shorts and set down. Yep both holes were still there, one on each side. The one on the right was drilled in the perfect place to look out at the 5 urinals and see everyone's dicks. The right hole was positioned mainly to look at the person's dick as they peed, but as an added bonus you could see a full view of the door too, which was nice if you wanted to know who was who. The hole on the left was harder to look thru but it was drilled right by the toilet paper holder and was in a perfect place to see the person in the other stalls dick, it didn't matter if that person chose to sit and shit, or stand a pee, you could see it either way. I looked at the ceiling and the air vents around the top, I noticed a flattened cig butt on the concrete floor, damm a cigarette sounds nice. I looked back up at the vents and noticed this bathroom basically had a gap between the walls and roof, prolly to keep the nasty smells down. I realized smoking wasn't gonna fill the room with smoke so I lit a cigarette (Marlboro Red) and sat waiting, listening for footsteps, after about 1 minute I heard them and looked through the hole so I could see the door and more importantly know who I was gonna be looking at pissing (or maybe taking a dump) in a minute. The person that came in was a 15 year old also named David, I had seen him around school but didn't really ever notice him that much, only reason I knew his name was David was caz I pretty much knew who everyone at school also named David was. I adjusted the way I was sitting, removing my eye from the hole and looked again, David was just pulling down his zipper. I was looking as he pulled a very nice uncut cock out of his underwear and shorts, he wasn't hard at all, but my guess is that he was 4.0 to 4.5 soft. He pissed for about 30 seconds and then flow just sort of trickled off and dripped. He grabbed his wiener and gave it a few pulls to get the piss out, then gave it a few more pulls, shit it was waking up! Now semi hard and prolly almost 6" he pulled his skin back and a drop of piss hung at the end of his slit. He pinched his shaft between two fingers and shook the drop off, then pushed his skin back over the head, and in all and one motion pulled it back off and dried his dick by pulling his fingers down over the wet part and letting the wet slide back across the skin of his hand into his palm. As part of the very same motion he pushed his dick back into his pants and zipped up, wiping the palm of his hand on his shorts. I sat there with my throbbing rod in my hand thinking about what I just seen, as I listened to him leaving. Damm I gotta remember to hook up with that guy someday. I was so hot from seeing a 5 second peep show. I thought about it and realized that was so fast and so practiced that he prolly did it every time he pissed to make sure he didn't have any pee under his skin. I have no idea if I am right tho, caz I really haven't been around anyone uncut that much. Just then the restroom filled with people and I realized one of the movies just let out, which meant the others prolly would be soon too. I reached for my shorts around my ankles and unclipped my pager from the lip of the pocket where I carried it and looked at the time. I figured I had better go find my mom and Mel. So I put my pager back and pulled up my shorts. I left quickly and someone left the closest urinal line and entered my stall as I walked out of it, you could tell by his urgency he had to piss really bad. It had cooled down alot outside in the half hour I was in there. I was still sweaty tho. I went back to our car and waited a few rows back for a minute caz I only saw one person sitting up. Figuring my mom was blowing Mel I decided to wait, she wasn't tho caz pretty soon she came back from the direction of the ladies bathroom and got in the other side. I slid into the back seat and my mom just said "where ya been?" "uhh, I was watching Austin Powers with these friends I ran into." Nothing else was said, but we left right then, and their movie wasn't even over, and even the drive home was pretty quiet. I kinda sensed Mel and my mom had been fighting. I was right, Mel packed his shit and left when we got home. Wonder what caused that, he shoulda lasted about another 6 months. --The End-- coming soon: Part 6, Dealing with David The author doesn't even have a computer, but if you wanna email him send it to me bd1984@hotmail.com and I'll make sure he sees it on the screen or printed, he tries to answer alot of them, but doesn't always, he wants everyone to know tho that he does read every one of them :)