Date: Wed, 19 Oct 2011 10:55:27 -0700
From: Flip McHooter <1977.flip@gmail.com>
Subject: So Cal Summer 1969-Chapter 24

The story below is a work of fiction, except the location. All characters
named are figments of my imagination. This story contains explicit sexual
situations between high school aged boys, (and some girls). If this is
illegal, etc., well you know the drill.

Also, because it's based in the past, some of it may not be politically
correct as I have tried to be true to 1969.

Thanks to everybody who has emailed me, I appreciate the tips and feedback
and the comments, both good and bad. Flip 1977. flip@gmail.com

Chapter 24


Jake got underneath me to look through the crack of the shiny bathroom door
just in time for us to see a small Asian dude ramming his little, almost
hairless cock up into Colt's pink asshole. Man, what a freakin' groovy
sight to see them like that! Colt was lying on his broad, tan back, on top
of Coop's unmade bed, with his legs stuck way out over his head. His long,
uncombed brown hair spilled out all around him. Right behind the Asian dude
fucking Colt was the hunky senior from the pool ticket counter that we saw
the other day. He was ramming his big hard cock way up into the little
guy's ass. Man, what a freakin' scene!

"Man! I can't believe Colt's into dudes. Who is screwing him and who is
that tall guy screwing that guy? This is so crazy! What the fuck is going
on? I thought Colt was straight," Jake said, totally excited.

"Shhh, man, they might hear you. If you thought he was into chicks, how
trippy do you think it is for me? Shit! I had no idea. I think the little
guy has to be Enzo's friend Kenji, that Asian dude that's gonna be on our
swim team, and the other tan dude looks like the lifeguard guy that gave us
tickets to get into the pool the other day. Remember how he was checking us
out and ignoring that other lifeguard girl with that big afro?"

"Yeah! That's him. I remember now. Look at the size of his cock. It's
freakin' huge, like a baseball bat!"

"No shit! How's that little guy taking it? Man, that's gotta hurt. But
maybe he's used to it. They're really getting into it aren't they?" I
said. "I can't believe that's Colt getting it up the ass. I never thought
he was the type to get it up the ass."

"I guess. But ya know, why wouldn't he? I never thought I'd like getting it
up the ass." He looked over and smiled at me. "Oh man, this is so fuckin'
hot."

We watched the action going on in Coop's bedroom for a couple more minutes.
His older brother was getting screwed in the butt by the little Japanese
guy and then the buff lifeguard dude was slamming his big rod all the way
up into the little guy's poop chute. The action going on in there was hot
and way better than we saw at the porno theater the other day.  Everything
seems so much better in person. These guys were really getting into it,
touching each other all over, twisting each other's nipples, and moaning
and groaning like crazy. It looked to me like they'd done this before, but
I couldn't really be sure. In no time, I was all boned up, totally excited,
my hard cock pressing on the front of the tan Hang Ten shorts I was
wearing. I could tell that Jake was really excited by the way he was
breathing out his mouth.

"What should we do?"

"I don't know. I'm afraid to ask you this, but do you want to go in there
and join them?" I asked nervously.

"Maybe. Yeah, I kinda do, but I want it to be okay with you, too. If we do
this it won't come between us, will it? I love you and I don't want to
wreck what we have going on together. I could never stand myself if that
happened," Jake said, looking up at me with cute puppy-dog eyes. "I always
want to be with you and I don't want to mess it up."

"I feel the same way, bud. I always want to be with you, too, no matter
what. But it looks so sexy and hot. I guess we can try it once and see what
happens, and if it doesn't work out, we won't ever do it again. How does
that sound?"

"Yeah, that sounds groovy. And we're just experimenting, right? I mean,
it's just sex after all," Jake agreed. "It's not love."

"Okay, I agree. Well, if it's nothing more than sex, let's do it and get it
on with those guys. We just won't let them fuck us. That's just for us, you
and me, okay? I love you too much and want to keep that special part just
for us," I said.

"Okay. Our butts are just for us. We can fuck them but they can't fuck
us. That sounds good to me. Your butt is for me, and my butt is just for
you."

"Right on! Then let's go in there and show them how it's really done."

"All right man, let's go!"

We walked into Coop's bedroom, locking the bathroom door quietly behind
us. We stood there just inside the door, watching the hot teen-boy fuck
action going on in front of us on Coop's bed, our dicks really starting to
throb now. I don't know about Jake, but my hard dick was starting to leak
lots of pre-cum and getting the front of my shorts all wet. The three guys
on the bed didn't notice us at first until I cleared my throat and said
"Hey guys, howzit going? How come you're all naked and doing all that crazy
stuff with your hard dicks and tight assholes?"

The three naked guys immediately stopped their fuck-a-thon, frozen in place
and staring up at us, dicks shrinking by the second and not knowing exactly
what to do next.

"Hi, Colt. Good to see you again. Is this what you get to do when you're a
hippie?" Jake asked, with a goofy smile.

Silence from the three guys getting it on.

"Go ahead. Keep on doing what you were doing," Jake said again, pointing at
them. "Don't let us stop you. Show us how you do it. I've never seen three
guys doing it together before."

"Yeah, don't let us interrupt you," I said, with some new-found power ego
thing going on. It was cool to be able to order older guys around like
this. "You really should be more careful and lock all of the doors. Anybody
could just walk right on in here and see you guys playing with your hard
wieners and buttholes. What would everybody downstairs think? Shit, you
have a real orgy going on in here!"

The five of us stood there for a few seconds in the stuffy and testosterone
filled room, not sure what to do next.

Finally, Colt said, "Ryan, Jake. Nice to see you again. Care to join us?" I
guess he had started to realize that we were playing a mind game with them,
so he gave us a wicked smile.

"I guess we can, if we have too. But make sure the other door is locked
first and then you can formally introduce us," Jake said, to the audible
sighs of relief from Colt and his bevy of butt bandit's.

Then Colt started laughing, probably from nervousness but I'm not really
sure and I couldn't really say. It was most likely from all of the grass he
had smoked earlier tonight. Or maybe from tons of beer. "Guys, this is
Kenji and the tall guy propping the chair under the door is Tucker." Then,
pointing to us, he told them, "This is Ryan and that's Jake. They're
friends of my brother Coop."

"Hey guys," Tucker said, walking back towards us and smiling now, his
half-hard boner swinging around just a little. "I know you little dudes. I
remember seeing you two the other day at the ticket desk down at the high
school pool. I thought you two were foxy little dudes when I saw you. I
didn't know you were into this kind of thing."

"If you mean `this kind of thing' is sliding my hard dick up your tight
pink asshole, then you're right on, Mr. Lifeguard Boy," Jake said,
surprising me with his boldness and giving Tucker a big smile.

This took the guy by surprise and after thinking about it for a second, he
looked around and then gave us both a great big shiny smile. Man, he sure
was foxy!

"Hi, guys," is all that Kenji could muster at the moment, not quite sure
what to think, or where to look.

"Hey, Colt. What if your brother walked in on you guys? And why are you in
his room? Damn, dude, you live dangerously, with a hard dick up your butt
in here. Turn that radio up loud to some rock `n roll station so no one can
hear us from the other rooms. There has to be at least a gazillion people
downstairs and I for one don't want anyone but us knowing what's going on
in here," I said to Tucker, pointing at Cooper's radio sitting on top of
his nightstand.

He walked over and turned it on, and then settled in on a song called Build
Me Up Buttercup, by the Foundations. He came back singing another one of
those damn mondegreens, "I'll be your xylophone waiting for you." He sure
looked happy all of a sudden, his big baseball bat of beef was bonering
back up nicely now and bobbed and bounced as he bounded around the
bedroom. He had really cool, big droopy balls, too. They weren't too hairy.

"How did you know we were in here?" Colt asked.

"Cooper said we could use his bathroom up here `cause the one downstairs
was busy and kinda gross, and then while Jake and I were in there, I heard
you guys making out. At first, we thought it was Coop screwing Jake's
sister, Lisa, in here. You really should have locked the freakin' door," I
said with a giggle.

"Yeah, no shit."

"Let's get you guys naked before we run out of time and people start
looking for us for real," Tucker said, starting to unbutton Jake's
shirt. Wow! He's fast, but cute, I thought. For being seventeen, he had an
awesome muscular tan body except where his Speedo had been, and then on
those parts it was a creamy-milky white. He was really buff, I guess from
lots of swimming. He had big broad shoulders, awesome pecs and a tight flat
waist. He had a big, brown, hairy bush and a thick treasure trail that
reached up to his belly-button. His dick was really big, too, really big!
Fat like mine and long like Jake's. He was cut and he seemed to have gotten
over his boner shock quite nicely now and his love muscle had boned back up
to full size, sticking almost straight up in the air. A little drop of
pre-jizz was gleaming on the tip in the low light, as he moved around
Coop's room.

While Tucker helped take Jake's clothes off, Kenji came over to me and
started stripping my clothes off, too. He seemed much more relaxed now and
his little wiener has starting to plump back up to full size. He was a
little guy, smaller than all of us, but his brown body had good definition
from all of the swimming that he did. I guessed he was around Enzo's age,
maybe sixteen and a half, or so. He had medium-length jet black hair combed
back on his head and hardly anyplace else, save for a teeny-tiny patch with
maybe ten or fifteen hairs just above his five-incher and little ball
sack. "You look nice. Practice is going to be fun with you two around," he
said, giving me a cute smile.

"I guess so. But let's see how this goes, first. You looked like you were
really riding Colt for all he was worth, Kenji. Good job! Did you learn
that from your private school or from Enzo?" I said, not really meaning for
the last part coming out sounding so mean.

"The coach at my other school taught me everything I know, and how to use
it. Enzo doesn't know about this stuff so please don't tell him. He just
lets me blow him once in a while, but that's all. Plus, he has enough
problems going on at home as it is."

"Okay, I get it. I'll keep my big mouth shut," I said, smiling at him. He
actually seemed like an all right guy, and somebody I could be friends
with.

"Hey Colt. Get a look at their dicks. Ryan has a big fat one and Jake's is
really long. Dude, you want to fuck me with that long sausage?" Tucker
asked, turning to Jake and giving him another toothy grin. "I'd really dig
it if you danced up inside of me."

"Yeah man, I'll ride ya for a while. I feel like swirlin' and dancin'."

"Right on!"

Jake and I were naked now, and the five of us were just standing there
looking at each other's hard cocks and not quite sure what to do next. It
was a little strange to be seeing Colt naked like this and even stranger
for me to be naked and boned up in front of him. But on the other hand, it
was totally exciting to be standing there naked with my boner sticking out
in front of all these hot swimmer dudes to see. Nobody seemed to be willing
to make the first move, so, getting some macho thing going on again, I
ordered everyone around, and I said, "Why don't you guys go back to what
you were just doing? That looked really hot and maybe Jake and I can climb
on board when we spot an empty hole. Actually, Jake can slide in behind
Tucker and I'm gonna sit on Colt's face," I said. Where the fuck did that
come from, I wondered, me being so totally bold like that?

"Oh yeah, that sounds hot, Ry. That way I can see all of my groovy swimmer
boys," Colt said, grinning at all of us and then laying back down on his
brother's bed and throwing his long legs back in the air. Colt didn't look
anything like Cooper, maybe because he was almost nineteen and already a
man. He had really long dark brown hair and a small scruffy beard, like
most hippies do. Unlike his brother, Coop had blond hair and not much on
his smooth face, save for that cool soul-patch. Colt was sorta muscular,
but not tight like the other guys `cause I don't think he worked out or
swam as much. He had a skinny waist but big meaty buns that you could
really sink a hard dick into. His dick was decent, maybe a little bigger
than average. I don't know how he compared to Cooper because this was the
first time that I had ever seen either one of them naked and sporting a
boner.

Kenji got back between Colt's strong legs and rammed his almost hairless
little dick up his butt in one quick shove, now that it had bonered back up
all the way, and Colt let out a loud, throaty moan of total delight. Then
Kenji bent down like a Chinese Acrobat and took all of Colt's hard man meat
deep into his mouth. Not to be outdone, Tucker moved back in behind Kenji
and parked his big baseball bat-sized boner in Kenji's little garage. It
took a second or two because his dick was so big and Kenji's hole was so
small, and Kenji had to wiggle around and really settle in on it to get
comfortable. After that, Jake hocked up a big wad of spit and slathered it
all over his hot and dripping cock, then slipped it up inside Tucker's ass
in one long, slow thrust, just like the other guys had done to each
other. He didn't have to bother buttering up his long boner because someone
had already been in there before him and it was all slicked up and good and
juicy. Jake was in charge now, coordinating the rhythm of this crazy
fucking action going on between these four hot guys and he was starting to
get off on being in the driver's seat. He'd bang into Tucker, pushing him
forward and into Kenji, who in turn rammed on into Colt. I watched the four
guys fucking for a while, trying to figure out who was getting the best
deal. Being the white stuff in an Oreo cookie seemed kind of exciting to me
all of a sudden. Maybe I'd get to try this soon, I thought. I'd have to ask
Jake about it first, though.

I always liked a good blow-job and after seeing all this groovy naked
action, I figured that Colt was probably a pro at cocksucking by now, so I
climbed on top of Cooper's squeaking bed and then straddled Colt's face
with my fat uncut cock, sticking my little pink asshole out back for Kenji
to see. Lisa would be proud of us for having this kind of crazy sex so
soon, I thought to myself with a laugh. Colt didn't waste any time sucking
down my fat hot rod all the way, right to my sun-bleached golden blond
pubes. I was right! Colt did have a lot of cocksucking experience and took
my fat teenage meat all the way down with no problem. I looked over my
shoulder to see little Kenji, standing back up now, shoving his small Asian
dick into Colt's ass for all he was worth, and getting all red in the face
with all the effort. Sweet and sour ass, I thought to myself, with a
smile. Tucker was right behind him and was cramming his big dick up into
Kenji's little hole and at the same time nibbling on Kenji's brown neck,
his hands wrapped around Kenji's waist, holding on to him for support. I
was surprised that he didn't lift Kenji up off his feet with each of his
strong thrusts, `cause Tucker seemed so strong and Kenji was so
little. Jake brought up the rear, giving long slow thrusts into Tuckers
tight hole while leaning back and watching in fascination as his long, hard
pole disappeared deep into the lifeguard's speedo shaped, lily white
bottom.

Wow! This was a total fuckin' surprise finding these three hot dudes in
here doing all of this crazy sexy stuff. I wondered what Enzo would do if
he walked in on us and then just as quickly forgot all about him. He was a
spaz and I didn't really want to fool around with him. I was too busy using
my hips to shove my fat dick down Colt's throat and letting him taste my
leaking pre-jizz. The smell in here was fantastic: teen boy sweat and sex
juice with just a trace of Coop's marijuana du jour. My freakin' favorite
aphrodisiac! I just hoped that Coop wouldn't figure out what the hell that
smell was, or what had happened in his bedroom when he walked in here later
on tonight. I think he'd really be surprised to know his older brother was
getting it up the butt by his lifeguard and swimmer friends!

I was starting to get too close to firing away from this man meat marathon,
so I turned around and parked my butthole over Colt's mouth, settling my
butt ring on his juicy lips and letting my dick and balls flop down hard on
his chest. My butthole relaxed and I was rewarded with Colt's thick, hot
tongue shoving its way up and into my juicy manhole. Plus, this way, I
could watch the action going on in front of me and maybe bend over and give
Jake a quick kiss. Once I settled my ass onto Colt's sweet pink lips, I
could see Kenji bent over and sucking on Colt's hard dick again, while his
hard little dick was pounding in and out of Colt's ass. Tucker, right
behind Kenji, was leaning back into Jake, his eyes closed and in total
bliss as he rammed his fat boner up Kenji's small little ass, nice and
slow. Jake, bringing up the rear, was leaning even further back and driving
long, slow, but deliberate thrusts up into Tucker's ass, his arms wrapped
tightly around Tucker's chest and tweaking on his erect, brown
silver-dollar sized nipples.

Everybody seemed to be in their own little state of bliss. Both Jake and
Tucker, in the back, had their eyes closed now and were making low moans
and groans of pleasure. Kenji was still getting it up the rear and
concentrating on filling up his mouth with Colt's man meat. I turned around
to see Colt laying on his back, head up, wiggling back and forth in total
excitement. As he licked in and out of my ass crack, I could feel his
strong hands parting my butt cheeks wide open. Man, my ass was so relaxed
and open now it felt like his tongue was all the way up into my stomach!

We had been going on like this for at least fifteen minutes or more and I
knew that we needed to get back downstairs to the party pretty soon, before
everybody wondered where we were and what we were doing. I could tell from
Jakes moans that he was getting pretty close, but then all of a sudden
everyone was interrupted by Kenji's frantic moans as he blasted off his hot
load deep into Colt's asshole. Tucker was kind enough to stop his thrusting
long enough to grab Kenji from behind, wrapping his tan arms around and
under his chest to hold him up while he unloaded his seed deep into Colt's
ass. I guess feeling Kenji cum and clamp his ass down tight on Tucker's
dick, sent Tucker off, because once Kenji was done shooting, Tucker
practically ripped him away and out from Colt's ass. He literally picked
him up and sat him aside and then buried his own big hard cock deep into
the slippery-spermy slot of Colt's freshly seeded bunghole. Then he went
wild and unloaded his own hot splash of teen-boy love juice to the mix.

Colt was wiggling around now from all of the action going on in his butt
and couldn't concentrate on me any longer. So I got up off of him just as
Tucker finished shooting and moved over to the side so Jake could step up
to the plate and plow deep into Colt's center field. It took him maybe
eight or ten deep strokes until he unloaded his hot load way deep into
Colt's bull pen. He threw his head back in rapture and then he was totally
spent. That just left me to stick my fat dick into this sloppy dugout, just
creamed by three hot, horny teenage swimmers, their goo starting to dribble
down and out of Colt's butt and on top of Coop's orange and yellow striped
bedspread. It felt kind of weird to be watched by so many naked guys in
such an intimate position, but on the other hand it was really sexy and
hot, too. So I pumped my hard uncut dick with my fist a few times to show
it off to the guys and then lined it up with Colt's asshole, pushing it in
the slippery tube in one quick thrust, just the way he seemed to like
it. It was pretty loose in there and it squished some going in, but all of
that hot boy sperm swirling around on my dick really turned me on. It
didn't take me long to unload, especially when Jake wrapped his arm around
me on one side and Tucker wrapped his arm on my other side. How sexy was
this being coaxed on by these two hot, tan swimmer dudes?

Once I got through shooting my teen load up Colt's butt and then pulled my
cum-coated cock out, Kenji was right there on his knees behind Colt's ass,
sucking out all of the boy fuck-goo that the four of us had just deposited
in his hot ass. Colt was beside himself with lust as Kenji slurped out
back, sticking his tongue in and slurping up every bit of our hot
boy-loads. Then Colt started fisting his hard cock for all of us to see
while the red head of his dick turned an almost deep purple and started
dribbling tons of pre-jizz in little pools on his flat stomach. The teen,
boy-sex smell in here was strong and intoxicating to me. Then Tucker moved
over to the side and started to pinch and pull on one of Colt's erect
nipples, and Jake got the hint and moved over and did the same thing to the
other one. I squeezed in between these nude dudes and cupped Colt's hairy
dangling ball sack, holding it tight in my palm as it pulled up in
preparation of shooting his big man-sized load. Kenji slid a finger up into
his sloppy and dripping butt hole, coaxing out the last of our jizz and
then sticking his finger in his mouth and sucking off the last of our
boy-jam. All of us naked swimmers were focused on one thing and one thing
only: Getting Colt Off Now!

It didn't take very long before Colt obliged us and shot off a huge load of
hot creamy sperm all over his chest, neck and face. Wow! I don't think I
have ever seen a load that big or shoot that far before. He must have been
really hot or maybe he hadn't gotten off for a few days. Or maybe that's
just how you did it when you were officially a man. Even so, every squirt
of love juice that Colt shot out his hard cock made his asshole clamp down
and squeeze out the last small shots of our teen-boy sperm soup that went
straight into Kenji's waiting mouth. This little dude was a cum puppy, I
thought to myself with a silent laugh. Once there was no more juice flowing
out of Colt's backend, Kenji got up and started slurping up Colt's big load
that was running all over this hard chest and stomach. Man, that little
dude really loved sperm!

Colt was the first one to talk after a couple of minutes and he said, "You
little dudes all get an `A plus'."

"Thanks, Colt. That was great," Tucker said, and the rest of us all nodded
our heads in agreement.

"C'mon dudes, we've got to get cleaned up and get out of here. I for one
know that Jake's sister has to be looking for us. And Enzo is probably
still looking for you too, Kenji," I said.

"That was fucking awesome. I've never been in a scene like that before. I'm
glad you guys are going to be around the pool this summer," Tucker said,
winking and grinning at us. "I hope we can do that again sometime, maybe in
the boy's locker room."

"Before we get going I need to tell you that what we did in here is our
little secret? Okay?" this coming from Colt. "Nobody talks about this,
especially to my little brother."

"Yeah, Colt. No problem," Jake said.

"Me, too," I said.

Both Tucker and Kenji readily agreed.

We were busy putting on our clothes and straightening up Cooper's bedroom
when I leaned over and told Kenji, "You better come back with us, man. Enzo
was looking for you earlier and by now he probably is really wondering
where the heck you are. Plus, he seemed pretty wasted. We can tell him we
ran into you and were getting to know you and we were hanging out talking
about swimming."

"That sounds good. Sometimes he's so possessive he makes me mad," he said.

"I'll bet."

"Bye guys. That was fun. See you later," Jake said to Colt and Tucker once
we all were dressed.

Jake, Kenji and I went down the hall first, leaving Colt and Tucker
behind. We bounded down the stairs two at a time and on into the family
room like a bunch of normal kids and not some sex fiends coming from their
first day-at-the-orgy. Passing the living room, the three of us started
laughing when we saw the pile of half-naked and half-passed out group of
spaced-out shapeless acid heads tripping to In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida by Iron
Butterfly. Boobs, butts and beavers, oh my! Yuck.

Farther towards the back yard, the music had been turned up another notch
once more, and this time the band was playing Dizzy by Tommy Roe, one of
Lisa's favorite flower-power songs. Everybody around the pool seemed to be
in a good mood and having a great time, swaying and grooving and dancing
away.

Not surprisingly, Lisa was still hanging out with Cooper over at the
bar-b-que, but from this distance it looked like he was just about done
cooking the food, or maybe he was going to take a break. Making hot dogs
and burgers for a hundred and fifty people seems like a lot of work, even
if it's your own party. Somebody should have helped him out, especially
after all of the stoners got the munchies. Lisa was swinging her small hips
and big tits to the music and chatting it up with Cooper, laughing and
having fun, so we decided to head over in that direction.

"Hey guys, have you met Kenji yet?" I said, walking up to them. "This is
Lisa and this is Cooper."

"Hi," Lisa said, holding her hand out for him to shake. "Nice to meet you,
Kenji."

"Hi Kenji," Coop said, waving a spatula at him.

"Hi," he said, looking down at Lisa's big boobs, amazed they didn't pop out
of her dress.

"You know, your friend Enzo has been by here a couple of times looking for
you. What bug crawled up his butt and died?"

"A bug crawled up his butt? Really? That must have been funny to
see. Wait. Do you think it hurt him? Is he all right?"

"No, sweetie, that's just an expression. What I meant was, why is he so
mad?"

"Oh. I get it now. I don't know. He's like that sometimes I guess,
especially when he drinks a lot of beer."

"Any more of those hot dogs, Cooper?" Jake asked. "For some reason, all of
a sudden I'm really hungry."

"Sex and grass and more sex will do that to you," Lisa said, under her
breath so only I could hear, luckily, and making me crack up. How the fuck
does she always know this shit? Do we smell like sperm? Geez.

"Sure. I think there are a few dogs left. I was just about to wind this
puppy down and show Lisa around the house. Where did you guys go, anyway?"

Flustered by his question, I answered quickly, and sort of rambling, said,
"I was showing Jake around and we were meeting people and then we ran into
Colt. I hadn't talked to him in a while, so we had to play catch up. He
says he's going to some big rock concert back east next month on some guy's
farm that sounded really cool. Lots of cool bands and stuff. Then we ran
into Kenji, and we started talking about swimming and our special team."
Changing the subject I said, "Seems like a lot more people are here
now. How many people did you guys invite?"

"Oh, I have no idea. This house holds a lot of people, as you probably
remember. I think the majority are Colt's friends because they seem older,
but a lot of the guys are here from the pool, too. But you know
Colton. He's friends with just about everybody in town. That's just how his
spirit goes. He's wide open and accepting. Hey, you guys want to hear a
joke?"

"Ohhh..." is what Lisa and I both answered with, knowing it was gonna be a
winner, while Jake said sure, finishing up his hot dog, and Kenji just
looked on in fascination, raising an eyebrow and nodding, not sure what to
expect.

"Okay. What did the sixty-pound canary say?"

"Can I have another hot dog, please?" Jake said seriously, licking the
mustard off his fingers and making both me and Lisa laugh.

"No. Good one my friend, but no cigar. Try again. What did the sixty-pound
canary say?" he said again, this time smiling. "Give up?" Then after a
moment he said, "Here Kitty, Kitty!"

"Oh, brother. Why do all you guys like to tell such goofy jokes?" Lisa
asked, rolling her eyes, but smiling at Coop anyway.

"Shit man, that was pretty lame, even by your standards. You can definitely
do better than that. Where did you get that one? I bet from one of the
squibs at the pool," I said. "That sounds like your three-legged cat that
you guys named Tippy".

The Ramrods had just finished playing a groovy version of Rainy Day
Mushroom Pillow by Strawberry Alarm Clock that had most of the acid-heads
up out of the living room and out dancing on the pool deck. They were funny
to watch: Slipping and sliding around on each other and smearing the
Day-Glo paint off one another. Once that song was over, the band jammed
into a raucous version of Spirit in the Sky. It was impossible for anybody
to talk over that bitchin' song, so the five of us gave up talking and
started to dance and clap to the groovy vibes coming from the
speakers. This band was really cool; three guitars and a bass, and a guy on
drums pounding out the infectious beat. The guys on the guitars were really
getting into it, and I think this song must have played for six or seven
minutes. Most of the people had come out of the house by now to join in and
sing and dance to this crazy song. There must have been a hundred and fifty
people scattered all around the pool deck, and another fifty in the pool,
dancing and swinging to their groovy beat. We were all really having a
great time dancing and singing along with this fun crowd.

Unfortunately, towards the end of the song, Enzo rolled by and came to a
stop inches from us. After looking at all of us, he turned to Kenji and
said, "Where have you been, doofus? I've been looking all over for you. Why
have you been gone so long? Remember I told your mom that I'd keep an eye
on you? We have to obey our mothers!"

"I was talking with Colt and then I met up with Jake and Ryan. They are
very nice and I like them. We were talking about swimming and stuff. Where
were you?"

"I was looking for you. I got us a couple of beers and then when I came
back here you had disappeared. I had to drink both of them. And then a
couple more."

"Girls, girls. The important thing is that you're back together again."
Cooper said, putting a hand on each of their shoulders and not wanting to
get caught up in this weird drama. "Mellow out, dudes. We're all friends
here, guys." Then he continued, "C'mon Lisa, let me show you around this
place," letting go of the guys.

"Okay. You boys be good and play nice," Lisa said over her shoulder at us,
but I think it was really directed towards me. I think by now she had
figured out I could have a pretty smart mouth and didn't take crap from
anybody. I didn't think she wanted me to get into it with Enzo, which I was
about to do. As they walked away, she put her arm around Coop, and I was
hoping that she was really starting to dig him, `cause he really was a good
guy and one of my best friends.

"C'mon Kenji, let's go home. We have practice tomorrow and I want to rest,"
Enzo said.

"Already? It's not even dark outside yet! And I like this band. I want to
hear some more music."

"Yeah, what's the hurry? We just met. Can't we just hang out a little bit?
After all, the four of us are going to be spending a lot of time together
for the rest of the summer," Jake asked, scarfing down the last wiener that
had been sitting on the hot grill.

"Yeah, what about that? We're going to have to do some namby-pamby hippie
yoga stuff or something and I don't see how that's going to make me a
better swimmer, but anyway, I want to be rested just in case," Enzo said,
whining like the puss he seemed to be and starting to slur his words.

"Well, Jake and I are really excited about it, even if you aren't. And I
think Coach Brian is going out of his way to give us this great opportunity
and I for one am going to give it my all," I said, yelling over the
band. "You were really lucky last year that you made the team. I think the
only reason you made it was because you were a year older than me and you
played water polo, and you didn't care if you kicked the other guys in the
nuts, just like a pussy would do. I don't think you're all that great of a
swimmer, either." He was really starting to piss me off.

"See! That's your problem, Enzo. You don't take your swimming very
seriously. We've hardly gone swimming all summer long, and then when we did
go you didn't even practice. You just floated around or worked on your
tan. La La La. And earlier today you were saying that `cause you had a
black eye that would stop you from swimming. You're starting to be a big
bummer," Kenji said. "Boo-hoo."

"Let's just go. I'll see you guys tomorrow," Enzo said, putting an end to
the discussion.

"You don't have to go, Kenji. You can hang out with us," Jake added.

"No, it's all right. He has to drive me home `cause I live on the other
side of town. I'll see you guys at the pool tomorrow. Thanks for talking
with me," he said, giving Jake and me a quick knowing wink and a sly smile,
just out of Enzo's view.

"All right. Catch you guys later. C'mon Jake. What do you say we go get one
last beer?"

"Roger that, Bucky. I'm thirsty now after all of those wieners." Once the
other guys were gone, he continued, "Why do you think that guy is such a
dickwad? And how come he thinks he owns Kenji? Do you think we'll have
problems with him? You think he has sex with Kenji? Why is his little
brother so cool and he's a wiener? I'm not sure that I trust him. I'm sorta
thinking that maybe he's a dork. We're going to have to kick his ass
swimming."

"Yes, no, I don't know, dude, I really don't know. That was way too many
questions," I wasn't up for discussing Enzo's personality right now, so we
headed over to the beer keg and soon saw Colt again, this time with his
clothes on, with some other big burly guy rolling out a fresh new one from
the garage.

"Hey guys, having fun?" Colt asked us while he installed the tap. He gave
us a wicked smile out of the corner of his mouth.

"Yeah! We sure are. Thanks for having us over," Jake said, letting out a
loud burp, beer, mustard and wiener smell permeating the air. "This sure is
a great party."

"No kidding. I think some of my friends called their friends and then they
called even more friends. But it's all groovy so far, and everybody seems
to be cool. Want a fresh beer?"

"Sure. So Coop's been working a lot down at the pool, huh?" I asked, trying
to find something to talk about that wasn't about sex.

"Yeah, he loves that job. Tucker got him moved up the ladder so now he's
not in the towel cage, stuck in the boys locker room anymore. He's out on
deck being a lifeguard now. He seems much happier watching the girls run
around in their small swimsuits and bounce their little titties around all
day long," Colt said, handing us our fresh beers with another wink, and
taking a quick look at our crotches. I guess he's perpetually horny.

"No kidding. Well, good for him. When I first met him in the locker room
the other day, he seemed kind of bummed out. But he seems happy tonight,"
Jake said.

"Tell me about it. I saw him talking with your sister over at the
grill. He's been wigging over her for the last few weeks now, ever since he
first saw her. I sure hope they get it together. I haven't seen him act
this way since he broke up with his girlfriend Cinnamon last year," Colt
said, surprising me. I had no idea he had it that bad for Lisa.

Just then, one of Colt's big, gorilla-sized friends came out of the
kitchen, scooped him up like a pretzel and tossed him headfirst into the
deep-end of the pool, just like he was a tennis ball. It's amazing that he
didn't crash onto one of the skinny-dippers or hit his head on the side of
the deck. But when he surfaced, he wasn't pissed off, and instead started
laughing uncontrollably, while the rest of us that saw what had just
happened either laughed along or started clapping. Colt was always one of
the happiest guys I'd ever known. I loved that dude like a brother.

Since our conversation with Colt was abruptly stopped, we decided to make
another circuit of Coop's parent's big house. This place was getting really
packed now, and I think it had to be bigger than any of the other parties
that I had been to before. We made our way back into the kitchen to see if
we could score another hit of some of Colt's awesome pot. Luck was with us
because some buff, tan guy wearing a bright red Hawaiian print shirt and
tight shorts, had just fired up a big fat doobie and was passing it all
around the kitchen to the other partygoers. When he turned around to pass
it to us, I was surprised to see that the guy was Tucker. I didn't
recognize him with so many clothes on.

"Hey, my little dudes! Oh, I guess I shouldn't really call you guys
`little' anymore," he said, grinning like a Cheshire cat. "Hey bitchin'
dudes! Want a hit of my special blend?"

"What's so special about it?" Jake asked.

"I went around the room and picked up all of the roaches that I could find
and then crushed them all up and made an enormous doobie. Be careful,
dudes, this stuff is totally strong," he said, handing me the large joint.

"There isn't like any weird shit in this thing is there? Like the strange
pharmaceuticals that the acid heads are doing in the other room?"

"No, man, I don't think so. All that heavy shit is their own thing. I don't
really dig that LSD stuff myself," he said, shrugging his shoulders and
winking at us. "But to each his own I guess."

"I took one good sized hit and was barely able to hold it all in `cause it
was that freakin' strong. While I didn't cough, big tears bubbled up in my
eyes and my voice dropped down so low that now I sounded like my old
grandma Marge. "Thanks dude, that was super tasty and delicious."

Jake wasn't as careful as I was, and soon he started hacking away, but he
was laughing at the same time and slapping at his knees. "Thanks, Tucker."

"You're welcome dudes. See `ya at the pool. I'm gonna go pass this around
and see what's going on outside. Thanks for the great time upstairs
tonight! Hope to see your dicks again soon."

"Yeah, right," Jake said, raising an eyebrow, even though tears were still
streaming down his face.

"Yeah, thanks for the hit, dude," I said, as he walked away, waving at us
over his shoulder.

"Dude, that stuff was way harsh."

"No shit! But I guess you get a bigger high `cause all of the resin that is
soaked in from the other joints. At least that's what I heard from my
friend Riley at school last year. C'mon, let's go mingle around some
more. Maybe we can see how Lisa and Coop are getting along. Wouldn't it be
cool if your sister started going out with Cooper? I think they make a cool
couple. Hey Jake, what's with you? Are you listening? You're acting kinda
wiggy."

"What? Who is a cool couple?"

"I said, wouldn't it be cool if Lisa and Cooper got together?"

"Oh, Yeah. I guess. Hey Ry, why is your head so big and your ears so
floppy?" he slurred, and then started pointing at my head and
giggling. "You look like one of Jordy's cartoons, kinda like Dumbo with
long hair."

"Dude, I think you're wasted. I think you had way too many wieners
today. Let's go out front and get some fresh air. It will be quieter out
there away from the band."

We navigated our way through the swarms of people, stepping over some
people and dodging others, as they tried to dance and party in the crowded
rooms. Even most of the acid-heads were up now and moving around more
easily, although they still looked like a bunch of arms and legs all tied
together. Some of them were so fucked up, that they left their stash of
magic mushrooms lying around. I got elbowed once, and my crotch was grabbed
a couple of times, one girl really feeling me up, while Jake had a bong
spilled on his foot before we finally made it out the front door and onto
the grassy lawn. Quite a few people were out here too, and I was beginning
to think that this party was getting way too big and would soon be out of
control. That happened once before when someone called the cops on a big
party Colt had when he graduated from high school last year. Now that I
think about it, it was probably Mrs. Kravitz across the street from me who
complained. All that noise probably distracted her from her knitting, I
guess.

We made our way up the steps toward the sidewalk with the idea that we
might lean up against somebody's car and relax for a minute and get some
fresh air. Jake was still uncharacteristically quiet, and I had to make
sure he was still following behind me a couple of times. Finally, getting
out to the street, we leaned up against a huge, old, dark-blue Buick coupe,
and breathed in the cool, fresh early evening air, wafting up the hill from
down below in the valley and the Pacific Ocean beyond.

"Feeling better?" I asked. "You look a lot like your old self now."

"Oh yeah. It was so hot in there and I guess I was starting to freak
out. You should have seen your head though. It was really funny," Jake
said, laughing and looking at me. Then, looking up the street towards our
houses for a couple of seconds, he pointed and said, "Hey Ryan, look! That
guy looks like Red Crow. I thought he was dead. How can he be here
wandering around?"

"Where? What are you talking about?"

"Right up there by that rusted out, gold Dodge van with the sparkly Unicorn
painted on it. He must have gone behind it just now, but it sure looked
like him. He had really long hair and was wearing dark clothes." The gold
van was way up the street closer to Jake and my houses, almost in front of
the Jacobson's.

"He can't be here `cause he's dead, dude, like you said. I think you're
tripping out. Maybe we should head on home."

"Nah, I'm cool now. Maybe it was somebody else. But it sure looked like
him."

Just then, Coop and Lisa came walking out of the house holding hands and
smiling big `ole shit-eating grins. Spotting us, they made a bee-line
straight for our spot on the sidewalk.

"Hey guys, having fun?" Coop asked us.

"Yeah, but probably not as much as you two are," I said, joking with them.

"Hey now! We're just friends getting to know each other," Coop said.

"We're going to take it nice and slow, and I like that," Lisa said,
smiling.

"That's outasight, sis!" Jake said. "It's about time you met a groovy dude
like Cooper!"

"Shut up! I'm nothing special. I'm just a laid back guy, working at the
pool for the summer and trying to make some bread," he said quietly. "In
fact, I got a second job delivering prescriptions for old man Snuffy's drug
store on weeknights." Obviously, he had the total hots for Lisa and wanted
to impress her.

"Hey, that's great, Coop. When my mom needs her Valium, you can drop off
our next order of grass at the same time," I said.

"That's a great idea. I hadn't thought of doing that. I can do double
deliveries for everybody in Pasadena."

"Just don't make out with bored housewives," Jake said. "Or Lisa will get
jealous."

Just as he finished saying that, we heard the sound of glass breaking up
the street. "What was that?" everybody said in unison.

Then we heard it again.

"Holy Fuck! Somebody is smashing windows on the parked cars. Let's go stop
them!" Cooper yelled at us.

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Special thanks to Jason T. and Hans for the great help with editing this
chapter. They really make the chapter shine and I appreciate their help.