Date: Mon, 15 Mar 2004 21:00:33 -0800 (PST)
From: Jon Loewe <jonloewe@yahoo.com>
Subject: Oliver Chapter 15 Young Friends

Oliver  Chapter 15
by Michael Jon Loewe

Well -- it was a teriffic summer -- I met and fell in
love with Oliver and sexed it up with Shane and Travis
and Oliver, worked in theatre with my dad and met and
fell in love with Zach and had a great sexual and
emotional relationship with him, went to NYC and
pigged out on Broadway Musicals and NYC in general.
Now -- school was starting in a few days.

NOTE: I write this in February about the events that
happened last fall. The reason -- I got in over my
head during the fall season. I have to maintain my
grades ( I get As and Bs.  but I have to study, a
lot!) and I had no time to write stories if I couldn't
submit them in English class and I don't think that my
stories about Oliver and Zach would count as
"literature." I was on the football team in the fall
season and juggled that with the Fall musical Singing
In The Rain where I played Cosmo. As football season
ended I again got onto the "Mens" Gymnastics team and
we workout 5 times a week after school and I had to by
pass the Winter play -- Noises Off (what a scream --
but I couldn't do it because Mom put her foot down.
And it's a good thing, too, because I was getting
tired after the fall season. And I had to save my
grades what with sports after school and theatre every
night -- it was tough) And through all of this I was
trying to support Oliver while he was on the school
Swim team. [He was a great swimmer and placed in the
top 3 in every race he swam. He gained a lot of
respect in the school fast] He'd come to the play
every night and my football games and my gymnastics
meets. I went to his swim meets. I'm sure a lot of the
kids in the school know about us but I don't care.
They seem to still like me and respect me and they
love Oliver. The school has taken him on as a
`favorite" (I think it's his British accent! -- soooo
sexy) And he looks great -- no -- stunning in his
speedo, his package really fills it out. The guys in
the locker room gotta be jealous of the soon to be 16
year old whose dick is bigger than all of them.
Well -- Oliver and I got up together every morning
because I would sleep over there or he would sleep
over at my place. We sometimes would make love at
night (it's the only private time we had together) but
most often we'd just get naked and hold each other and
fall asleep in each other's arms. I've told a lot
about Ollie's and my sexual adventures and I will let
you in on the high points and the quiet moments, but
this is not just the story of my sex life, although
sex is a great part of my life, it's the story of me
and my friends (and our sex lives).

Well, first week back -- sign up for Football (I'd
missed summer practice to go to Virginia with dad, so
I hoped Coach would still let me on the team) He did
but I sat out the first 2 games until I was up to
speed on all the new plays and I was back `in shape"
even though I lifted all summer. But I was a good
running back and a, some say, very good wide receiver.
I didn't care -- I had fun. I loved playing football.
It's kinda the same rush as theatre with the crowd
cheering and applauding. We had a successful season.
Games every Saturday afternoon, either home or away.
The locker room was great, too. Lots of beefcake! I
was now a sophomore. I had a good if not great bod
(thanks gymnastics), a big dick and a good amount of
pubic hair. Hair was coming in under my arms and on my
legs and I was developing a trail to paradise. We had
some seniors who were wooly bears and their dicks
seemed to dissappear into their bushes. But I loved
being in the shower room with them. Some of the guys
would stroke before a game and I usually joined them.
We had a stroke session that took about 8-9 guys all
in a circle jerk in the shower. I had the biggest dick
at 7 inches but some of these guys could shoot halfway
across the shower room. I remember one time it was me
and Trenton Wadley, Bill Jacks, ( yeah, I know, too
funny!) Billy Reed, Dan Miller, Carter Sales, and Rick
"the dick" Williams. We were stroking together, me
being the only "gay/bi" boy. We were grunting and
groaning and then we were shooting and spewing our
loads all over each other. Rick pointed his cannon ( 7
inches but THICK, you couldn't fit both hands around
it) right at me. I felt the cum hit me. We groaned and
worked the last drops out of our cocks and then suited
up. It kinda helped relieve the pressure of the stuff
outside the game so we could focus on the game and the
pressures that came with it. I loved those circle
jerks in the showers. Some of the guys who didn't stay
to jerk still had boners and that was cool too. All
shapes and sizes, hairy, very little hair, big hanging
balls, tight ballsacks, treasure trails, forests and
completely barren landscapes. I love the locker room.
Back to the first week -- I found out that Ollie was
in my  Drama class.  He never told me he had had a
Drama class back in England. But there he was the very
first day -- the little shit! -- smiling at me from
the table in the back of the room. This was way cool.
Well -- another cool thing was that Jessica, my sis,
started 9th grade in High School this year and she
took Drama 1. So it was way cool. Ollie and Jess and I
would all go to school together. Too bad Shane, Jess's
boyfriend, was still in 8th grade. But the Junior High
was just down the street so we at least all got to
walk together. The schools were just across the river
from our street, about 6 blocks away.  But the Drama
Class story of the year centered around Oliver and I
doing a scene together. We chose the balcony scene
from Romeo and Juliet. We put up the premise that the
boy apprentices in Shakespeare's troupe would play the
boy, girl and woman's roles so we were trying to be
historically acurate. Well, Ollie and I threw a kiss
into the scene. We got a couple of giggles and `ewwws"
out of the class but they really loved the scene. My
teacher thought we went a little overboard and didn't
need the kiss, but what the hell -- we got an A on the
scene. But I think that that was the start of everyone
in the school knowing about Ollie and me. I mean,
things get around in every school. People like to
talk.
I passed Jason Weller, the neanderthal, in the hall
about a week later. He smirked at me and called me a
`fudgepacker' and `boykisser'. Trenton Wadley was with
me and picked him up off the ground and said,
"You dissin' my friend, Weller?"
Jason just gurgled as his shirt was choking him.
"Michael Jon is more of a man than you'll ever be. And
don't forget he has the backing of the entire football
team. And I seem to remember a story over the summer
about him cleaning your clock. So shut up and back
off, asshole!"
Well, needless to say, I never had any more trouble
from Jason or his gang, Once they found out he had
been beaten by me, they lost interest in being friends
with a real loser.
After Jason went on down the hall to the laughs and
jeers of about 50 or so students in the immediate
area, I talked to Trenton.
Hey, man, you didn't have to do that."
"Yeah -- I did! He's been talking trash about you and
I wanted it to stop."
"Why?"
"Cause you're a bud and I stick to my buds."
"Even if they're gay ... or bi?"
"Don't matter to me what side of the bread you butter.
You're cool. Ollie's cool and your sis is sooooo hot!"
There were some approvals in the crowd. This had all
been too public.
"Thanks," was all I could mutter.
Trenton and I headed down the hall to gym class. Ollie
caught up with us, yeah we got gym the same period
too. Way cool. I could see his naked bod every day in
school, even if I couldn't touch it.
"I heard what you did for MJ, thanks." Ollie offered
to Trenton.
"No prob -- I meant every word!"
Basketball in gym today and all week. I love shooting
hoops but I'm not good at the sport. Oh, well I got
Football and Gymnastics. Trenton, Ollie and I formed a
group and got Shane Dillard and Quinn Coles to join us
as a team and we won our little skirmish, I guess
you'd say. But the other team only lost by 1 basket.
Afterclass, in the showers, [have I mentioned I love
the locker room and showers?] we were all soaping up
and Quinn walks in. He's a senior. I had never seen
him naked before really. My eyes bugged out of my head
as he soaped up his normal looking penis and it
extended into this monster cock.
"Shit, Quinn, how long is that thing?"
"Nine fucking inches! Beat that!"
"I'd like to!"
That got a laugh from the guys in the showers.
"I didn't mean that way."
"I know. But I though it would be funny."
"Yeah, well, what do you got?"
"Only 7."
"Me too" said Trenton and Oliver.
"Six here"
"Six and a half here"
I looked around and all the guys in the shower room
were hard and stroking, following Quinn's hot example.
There wasn't a dick under six inches in the lot. The
sighs and grunts and subsequent explosions were way
hot. We washed off as our spunk went down the drain.
Man that was a lot of cum. I wonder where it all goes?
Ollie and I got dressed, reluctantly, but at least
we'd gotten to beat together! We headed off to English
for me and Algebra 2 for Ollie. Then after school
Trenton and I went to Football and Ollie, Jess and
Shane walked home.
A few weeks later was auditions for the musical and
for the swim team. Ollie tried out and got on the team
which was way cool. I auditioned for the musical, got
a first call back and a second call back and then
finally got cast in the role of Cosmo in Singing In
The Rain. I loved the film since I was little and I so
wanted to play the Donald O'Connor role. Now I was.
Shit! I'm a lucky bastard!
A new guy to the school, Wayne Fellows, got the Don
Lockwood role. He seemed like a nice guy. Jessica
auditioned and got in the dance chorus, which is what
she wanted. Trenton didn't audition but he signed up
for the set crew. So we had 2 active footballers in
the show. The rest of the team who were in the drama
classes waited and were going to audition for the
Spring Musical -- Guys and Dolls.

The weeks started to fill up and become somewhat
similar. Get up in the morning with Oliver in my bed
or me in Oliver's bed. Walking to school with Jess,
Shane, Ollie and me. Classes. After school -- Football
practice. Then a quick trip home for dinner and back
to the school for rehearsal from 7:30 to 10:30. Then
Jess and I trudge home and do homework. I sleep with
Ollie or he sleeps with me. Sometimes there's sex,
sometimes we just fall asleep in each others arms.
That Saturday afteroon, before the game, Trenton and
me and Bill Jacks, (yeah -- that's his real name --
funny, huh?) Billy Warenski, Carter Wetherton and
Jimmy Burton gathered in the shower room and jacked
off before the big game. It helped to leave the
tension of the world behind and just be able to focus
on the game. Other guys beat off after the game --
sometimes we joined them again. Sometimes we didn't.
It kinda became a regular thing. I was the only gay
boy on the team, but that didn't seem to matter to the
guys. We all just beat off together. We had hairless
dicks, nearly hairless dicks, big dicks, small dicks,
dicks that stuck way out of their pubes and others
that got lost in their pubes. Some guys had treasure
trails, some were forested all over and some had an
almost completely barren landscape except for a single
tall tree and a couple of rocks. But then there was
after the game. Ollie and I got together and got naked
in my room. We kissed for hours. When Ollie was in a
kissing mood he was so tender. His hands would roam
and massage and caress and tickle me everywhere. I
would try to return the favor and it was wonderful! We
were in that kind of mood on this particular Saturday.

I awoke in the morning with a big woody and Ollie was
stroking it with both hands. I reached for his and we
masturbated each other. We came almost at the same
time. I spurt first, jizzing all over the sheets and
Oliver added his creme to the pool. Oliver then had to
leave as his parents were going to visit his mum's
sister and Oliver had to go along. So Sunday morning
was cool as mom and dad also left for the day. That
left me naked in my room. Jess came trooping in in her
panties with her tits bouncing. She had a nice rack!
She sat on my bed.
"Is Shane too young for me?"
I had thought that this question might come up because
all the guys in high school were hitting on her and
she was fending them off.
"No -- not at all. Next year he'll be in high school
with you and everything will be cool."
"Thanks, MJ."
She turned to leave. She then looked back.
"Can I see your hard dick?"
"Sure."
I grabbed a hold of it and started stroking. It got
hard pretty quick with Jess' tits staring at me. She
then came over to the bed, sat down again and took my
hand away from my raging boner. She flipped it one way
and then the other. She stroked it and played with the
ball sack.
"Fine dick. Why is Shane so small?"
"Five inches is not small for 13."
"He'll be 14 next Saturday."
"He's just 2 inches smaller than I am. He'll catch
up."
"Yeah -- I guess. He's so sexy anyway!"
"You're not kidding, sis!"
She smiled and picked up my hand and replaced it on my
dick. then she put her hand on my hand as I stroked,
urging me along. She continued to move my hand along
my shaft. I closed my eyes for a second and saw stars
as my dick exploded in our hands. Jess' eyes went wide
as my cock let losse with it's fluids. It was all over
-- about 8 spurts -- my chest, pubes, face, Jess' hand
and the bedsheets. She brought her hand to her mouth.
"Hmmm -- tastes a lot like Shane's!
"Sis -- what are you getting Shane for his birthday?"
"Me!"
"With a bow on each tit?"
"And a ribbon around my waist."
"How about you?"
"Well -- I thought I'd get you tickets for something."
"You know mom won't let me date until I'm 16!"
"Yeah -- I know -- but you've been shagging Shane for
2 years!"
"What she doesn't know won't hurt me! Tickets for
what?"
"42nd Street!"
"But that's in Boston -- how do we get there? And I
can't date!"
"It won't be a date! Ollie and I will be going with
you and Shane and Dad will be driving us."
"You're kidding?"
"Nope!"
"It's just a bunch of friends going to see a show."
"Way cool!"
She bent over and kissed me on the lips in a very
sisterly manner, but the only problem was that her
tits brushed across my dick and my chest. I got hard
again. This time she placed her hand on my dick and
stroked me. She pulled my hand to her snatch and I
massaged her. She started to moan and whimper. I was
feeling fine. I shot quickly and kept fingering her.
She pushed my hand and my fingers went up inside her.
She let out a big moan and came. I kept fingering her
and she came again. When she was finished she kissed
me on the forehead and got up and went out of the
room. I spent the rest of the day naked. So did she.
It was a great feeling to be naked at home, even with
my sis around. But for some reason we never have
spoken of that masturbation session. It happened. It
was cool. Now it's over.
Oliver had a swim meet that Wednesday evening. He was
swimming the Breast stroke. I always knew he was a
good stroker because he came in second. After all the
congrats were done we found ourselves sitting on the
bench in the swimteam locker room. He reached for my
zip and I held his hand.
"Not here."
I pulled him by the hand and took him to the
auditorium, up the stairs to the attic and into the
beam position where the techies had set up a little
lounge area. It had a couch that was crusty and
stained from too much cum, but it was a place we could
be alone.
He again reached for my zip. I let him go and he had
it down and my dick in his hands before I got his zip
down. He practically ripped my clothes off me and I
tore his from his sexy bod. We stroked each other,
there in the beam, looking out over the seats into the
near-darkness of the auditorium. He leaned in and
kissed me. I locked onto his lips and he slipped his
tongue in and we went to town stroking and Frenching.
He pushed me down onto the couch and laid on top of me
and began thrusting into my pubes. I thrust back. We
thrust and kissed and caressed. I reached in and
placed our dicks side by side and we thrust some more
and were soon cumming on each other's bellies as our
dicks spurt and surged together between us.   I looked
at my watch. SHIT! 10:30. One hour past my weeknight
curfew. I raced and put my clothes back on. Ollie got
into his. We raced out the doors and into the cool,
fall darkness. We ran home. I kissed Ollie and sent
him up his walk. I ran to my front door and, after
composing myself a little, burst in.
"I'm sorry for being late!"
My parents were sitting calmly watching TV and were
somewhat startled by my entrance.
"You should be sorry. You do know what time it is?"
"Yes, mom. Ollie and I were ... talking and time just
got away. It won't happen again. I promise!"
"You know how we feel about it?"
"Yes, I do and it won't happen again."
"Then go on up to bed."
"Night, Mom -- Dad."
"Good night, Michael Jon."
I passed Jess's door on the way to the bathroom and
heard her squeaking and moaning. I went to the
bathroom and emptied the bladder and went back to my
room shedding my clothes. I knocked on Jess' door and
whispered,
"If you don't quiet down Mom and Dad'll hear you."
Squeaks and grunts were increasing. I went into my
room and laid on my bed naked. I tapped on the wall
and heard the sigh that meant that Jess had cum.
"Good night, sis. Hope it felt as good as it sounded"
"Good night!" she whispered back to me.
I giggled and my hand went to my dick and put it under
my pillow and I humped myself to sleep.

Saturday -- Shane's birthday and also a big football
game. We won and I helped with one touchdown on a pass
outside that I caught and ran in. It was a great
feeling. I think I liked football and theatre for the
same reason -- the roar of the crowd. It really gets
me high!
After the game I came home and got dressed and me and
Jess and Shane and Ollie and Dad piled into the van
for the 50 minute trip to Boston to see 42nd Street.
The four of us were in the back of the van and got
into a touchy feely game amongst us. Shane, Ollie and
I were hard and Jess' blouse was a little rumpled when
we pulled up to the theatre. Dad let us out and said
he would be back to pick us up. We settled ourselves
in our seats and watched a great show. The production
was definately a touring show and wasn't quite as good
as the one I had seen in NYC just a month or so ago.
But it was great.
Dad picked us up and we played touchy feely all the
way home. We dropped Shane off at his house and Ollie
slept with me and Jess slept alone.
Mom and Dad were gone again on Sunday. I was naked
with Ollie in my bed. We were stroking when Jess
barged in and sat on the bed and watched us. I excused
myself for a moment and left the room. I called Shane
and told him to get his ass over here. I went back to
the room and Jess was blowing Ollie. Ollie was
sprawled on the bed and Jess was sucking away. Ollie
moaned and shot. Jess swallowed.
"Ollie -- you got a great dick!"
"Thanks -- Jess."
The doorbell rang. We heard the door open. We heard
steps on the stairs. We positioned ourselves. Ollie
and I held each other's cocks pointed at the door.
Jess spread her legs. Shane flew through the door and
had most of his clothes off already. We watched him
undress and then stop and look at us. He smiled. He
tackled Jess and flattened her on the bed with his
hands on her tits and mouth on her mouth. Ollie and I
made out too. As was always the case, Ollie and I
found each others hard dicks. We kissed and stroked.
We heard funny noises. We looked over and Shane was
fucking Jessica and kissing her and their hands were
busy all over each other. We turned into a 69 and our
hands roamed. Ollie poked his finger in my ass. I did
the same to him. So we sucked, fingered and kissed our
way to a blissful orgasm. Shane and Jess were still
going at it and Jessica was on like her third or
fourth cum. Shane was holding on like a true stud. But
even he could not hold out forever. Jessica came again
and Shane plowed into her and held it as his ass
tightened and his dick unloaded inside Jessica. He
threw his head way back and let out a yelp with the
last contraction of his now 14 year old cock.
All four of us laid on the bed for a while revelling
in the afterglow of our orgasms. Jess sat up.
"Shane -- are you bigger?"
She went to my desk and got a ruler. She stroked him
to hard again and sure enough -- he was now at 6.5
inches.
She reached over and stroked Ollie and he enlarged to
7.25 inches and then she stroked my cock to hard and I
measured 7.5 inches.
"That's amazing! You guys just keep getting bigger!"
Even we marvelled at the size of our manhoods. Not the
hugest things around but definately bigger than they
used to be.
We spent the rest of the day naked and playing with
each other. Several cums later Mom and Dad came home
to the four of us watching "Harry Potter and the
Chamber of Secrets"fully clothed.  We all loved the
Harry Potter gang.

More football and swim practice. More play rehearsals.
Some beautiful nights spent with Oliver in my arms.
Some with great sex -- mind (and dick) blowing sex.
Some simple nights of sleeping with my love. Jessica
got a little horny and bitchy throughout the week as
Shane was trying out for the Jr High Basketball team
and didn't have time for their usual quickies.  She
slapped my ass a little too hard when we passed,
naked, in the hall. But I knew how it could be to be
ball bustingly unattended to.
Wednesday --- Ollie's swim meet. We all went, We lost
the meet but Ollie won his race -- placed first in the
breaststroke this time.  Gloroius sex that night.
Saturday came. Play rehearsal -- a first dress-tech
rehearsal. It went pretty well considering that we
started at 8am and finished at 3pm and got through
both acts! I got out just in time for the big football
game. We lost to our hated rivals. I scored a
touchdown but I also missed a catch that could have
put us ahead. But so did three other receivers.

Monday night was a first full Dress rehearsal. We
started about 5:30. Things went pretty well. I missed
a costume change by about 10 seconds but it still
bothered me to be late for an entrance. One of the
sets got caught on the curtains and we had rain on the
stage for the first time. It was sooo cool and Wayne
did a great job. He is extremely talented and a great
tap dancer!!!!! We shared a dressing room. I had
gotten to know him a little bit and we talked a lot
about our dreams and hopes to become employed in the
business.
Saturday's rehearsal was the first time I saw him with
his shirt off. I was hoping to see more tonight. He
seemed pretty ...modest... is that the word? He'd go
into the stall and take his pants off. I waited until
he came back to take my pants off and then took my
briefs off to put on my dance briefs. I saw him stare
out of the corner of his eye. There's hope!!! We got
dressed and took our places for the opening. This
rehearsal was killer. Wayne and I nailed "Moses
Supposes" and he did great on "Singing in the Rain"
and "Make `em Laugh" went superbly, if I do say so
myself. I think my gymnastics training helped me to do
all the acrobatic stuff I had to. I couldn't wait
until opening night. After rehearsal, I slowly got
undressed waiting for Wayne to see me. He came in and
I was at the makeup table taking off my makeup dressed
in nothing but my dance briefs. I saw him stare again
as he went over to his hangers and took off his
costume and sat down next to me in his dance brief. HE
WORE ONE!!!! I had never seen him. He was hot. He was
pretty handsome and had a nicely shaped body. Good
pecs and legs -- some arm muscle -- and a killer smile
with the bluest eyes and blackest hair -- awesome
looks!
We chatted about the rehearsal and complimented each
other on our performances. He kept looking over at me.
I started looking over at him. Our eyes met -- we
stared for a few seconds. I finished taking off my
makeup and stood up. I went behind his chair and
started massaging his shoulders. He moaned under my
strong hands and tried to keep removing his makeup.
But his arms went to his sides. I worked his lats and
traps and neck. He was tight. I rounded his shoulders
and massaged his upper pecs. I slipped and touched his
nipples every now and then. He looked up at me and I
stared back as I massaged.
"You've got the best bod I've ever seen!"
"Thanks, Wayne. I work out a lot."
"It shows!"
"I like your bod too! You're so slim and strong."
"Thanks."
He finished his makeup and sat there. I kept
massaging. I ran my fingers over his chest and nipples
and they turned hard. I stroked across his abs and
touched the top of his briefs. My dick was a rock and
poking my briefs out a little at the front. He leaned
his head back and touched my boner with it through my
briefs. I sighed and dove my hands into his briefs and
found his nice patch of pubes and honking dick.
I picked him up in my arms and carried him to the
changing stall. I set him on the bench and locked the
door. I leaned him back and took his briefs off and
hung them on the hook. He reached forward and took my
briefs to my ankles. We stared again. He was gorgeous.
A nice thick patch of pubes around a -- big -- dick.
No hair on his balls -- a little in his pits and some
starting on his legs. I leaned in and kissed him. His
hands went to my cock and balls.
"God -- you're big, Michael Jon."
Kissing.
"Not as big as you are!"
Kissing.
"I'm only 8."
Kissing.
"I'm only 7.5!"
Kissing.
He broke our kiss and leaned into my crotch and sucked
onto my aching boner.  I stood there and let him suck
me off. Moving my hands through his lovely black
curls. Watching my cock disappear into his mouth only
to emerge again glistening with his spit. Over and
over he pistoned onto my rod. I massaged anything I
could reach, which was only down to his shoulders. But
I kept at it as long as he did. I exploded and he
drank me dry. Shot after shot of cum jetted into his
mouth and my body racked and heaved with orgasmic
pleasure. It slowed down and he came off my cock. I
pulled him up and kissed him. I wanted to taste me
from him. He tasted lovely and gave me a little bit of
my cum back. My hands found his cock and balls and I
played with them and stroked them, fondled them. I sat
down and pulled his monster dick into my mouth. I had
never sucked this big a cock before. He was thick and
8 inches long. I tongued the smooth head and licked
the veiny shaft while I played with his hanging balls
and smooth scrotum. He moaned and his hands went to my
hair. He played with my head and neck. He massaged as
I sucked. I sucked all over that cock. I could only
get about 2/3 of it in my mouth cause it was so thick
and long. But it tasted sweet. His hands tightened on
my head as I felt his balls contract and his body
start to spasm. He rocked back and forth as his cum
gushed out of his tool and into my mouth. I tasted it
on my tongue and savored the salty sweetness. His body
jerked at my continued efforts and he pulled out of my
mouth and sank to his knees. He kissed me. I kissed
him as we knelt on the floor of the changing cubicle.
There was a knock on the door.
"MJ -- I'm ready. How about you?" came Jess's voice
through the door.
"Almost! Be out in a minute!"
I reached for my briefs and went out naked. Wayne
giggled. I had his briefs. We traded and came into the
room naked. I went to the door and it was locked.
Wayne had locked the door as he came in after me!
"How did you know that the door should be locked?"
"I had a feeling that tonight was the night!"
I kissed him and fondled him briefly as he pulled up
my real briefs. I then pulled on his briefs and we got
dressed. Occasional stolen kisses were taken at any
interval we could as we dressed each other. But I was
ready in about 5 minutes. He was dressed. I was
dressed. We combed out hair and I went out the door.
Wayne came out about 30 seconds after me.
"Can I walk with you? I live up past you guys in the
new subdivision."
"Okay with you, Jess?"
"Sure!"
Jess and Wayne and I trudged along the sidewalk that
led to our street about 6 blocks away from the school.
As we crossed the river the moon was reflected in the
water. It was the perfect sign for a perfect night. We
got to the end of our street and I shook Wayne's hand.
"See ya tomorrow!"
"Yep -- tomorrow. See ya, Jess."
"Bye, Wayne."
We watched as Wayne walked up the hill to the new
subdivision.
"Did you guys have sex?"
Well, now my sister was never one for being tactful.
"Yeah, Jess -- we did."
"What'll Ollie say?"
"'Holy fuck!' When he sees Wayne's dick in his bed
sometime this week!"
"Michael Jon -- ..."
"What, sis?"
"Well..."
"Ask it."
"Are you going to sleep with every dick that comes
along?"
"No! Just the good looking ones that I get to know
first."
"But ---"
"I know, I know -- Ollie, Shane, Travis and a few
others -- then Zach and now Wayne. But we're all cool
with it. Besides -- don't you think Wayne is hot?"
"Way hot!"
"And talented?"
"Yeah!"
"So do you blame me?"
"No -- not really. But be careful. Some day you might
meet a jerk in a hot body who you'll like at first but
he'll turn into a real asshole...and you'll get hurt."
My sister is so smart. Way smarter than her age.
"Okay, sis -- I'll be careful."
"Good."
She kissed me on the cheek as we passed through the
front door.
"Hi, Mom--Hi, Dad."
"Hey! How was the rehearsal?"
"Terrific. Jess danced up a storm."
"So did Michael Jon!"
"Good"
"Night Mom."
"Night, Dad."
"Night, kids!"
Jess went to her room and closed the door.
I went to mine and fell on the bed in the darkness. I
hit something and I screamed. I heard laughter
downstairs. Two arms came out of the darkness and
began tickling me. I wiggled and squirmed ( I may have
a lot of muscle, but it's all ticklish!) I smelled a
familiar scent. I grabbed Ollie's hands and pulled him
into me and crushed him against my chest, pinning his
arms to his chest. I whispered into his ear from
behind him;
"Don't ever do that again!"
I nibbled on his ear. He wiggled and I held tighter. I
heard the air whoosh out of his lungs. I nibbled his
ear. He turned his face and my mouth met his and we
kissed. We fell to the bed. Ollie still clutched
tightly to me, but facing me as we swapped spit and
tongue wrestled. I must have been really tired because
when I awoke it was dark and Ollie was there in my
arms and we were both fully clothed and his head was
on my chest and my arm was around his shoulder and his
leg was draped across my leg. We had spent another
sexless night in each others arms and even though I
couldn't remember it -- I felt super wonderful.

I hope that you are liking my story. It's all true. I
am soooo lucky. I will write more now that spring
break is on us.
jonloewe@yahoo.com