Date: Tues, Dec 04, 2012

From: Cody <codyboarder@hotmail.com>

From the Clear Lake Capers

~Snow Bunny Benji~

By Cody Snowe!

Chapter 3

~Greetings and Groceries!~

~Ski Bunny Benji~ (3) by Cody S.

Disclaimer: This story involves homosexual acts between two or more under-age boys. If this offends you, or is illegal for you to view, or you are too young to read it, leave now and do not return. This story is entirely fictitious, and any similarity to persons living or dead, or to actual events is entirely coincidental.

Copyright is to me, and this story may not be reproduced anywhere without my prior permission.

Chapter 3

A minute or so later, the jackass reached the bottom at full speed, and did exactly as I knew he would do, and aimed himself right at our Frosty, and a second later, WAMMMMMMM!!!

Snow flew everywhere, as he fell backwards, onto the ground. He was rolling around in pain, before pulling himself onto his knees. He had his hands over his face, as blood was dripping like a faucet, through his fingers onto the snow below, screaming at us, “You Broke My Fucking Nose, You Bastards!”

I noticed that his two brothers had made it to the bottom, and came to his aid, so I said to Blaine, “That's our cue, buddy,” as we both turned around, running towards the parking lot, with our Boards in hand. I heard asshole scream, “Well Don't Just Stand There, Get Em You Guys!”

I turned to glance back, and his two brothers came running after us. I said to Blaine, “Faster buddy, we've got company.”

But once to the parking lot, I saw that Pop had the Land Rover started, ready to go, and Bailey had the back doors open. Blaine and I jumped in without slowing down, as they were a mere ten feet behind us. Dad pulled back out onto the highway, while we buckled up and I flipped them the bird, and we drove away!

We were back on the road, gliding up the mountain, as the snow began to come down in a thicker curtain of white. Dad paid it no mind, as neither did Blaine or I. But you could always tell by the expressions on Bailey and Mom's faces, that there was a degree of concern, and more than a hint of trepidation.

I kind of felt for them, and understood how they might feel some degree of impending dread, as the cab became eerily quiet. So I began to think of a conversation piece that I might bring up to relieve a little tension and break up the forlornly mood. But right on cue, as if rehearsed, before I could speak, “RFFFFFPPPPPTTTTT!!!”

Yup, Blaine’s ass ounce again spewed-out a fetid, rotten cluster-bomb from deep within stinky's voracious bowels, maligned with the corpses of decaying chili-mac and hot peppers!

I just looked-up at the cab, while Mom put her face in her hands, Pop shook his head, and Bailey went into a fit screaming at him, “What The Fuck Blaine..........Are You Auditioning For A Job At The Germ Warfare Department?”

The two of us raced to see who could get their windows down the fastest. Mom and Pop were doing the same in the front seat, as Blaine just sat there, looking a little numb and embarrassed. The once warm and cozy cab was once again turned to ice, as snow and cold air invaded the once comfy cubicle.

We waited about forty five seconds or a minute to make sure the retched stench dissipated properly, with Bailey turning to Blaine and saying, “What the fuck you little Ogre Beast, do we have to stick a Glade Plug-in up your ass?”

Blaine was now officially embarrassed, as he began to stutter a little, like he usually does, and always has done when he gets scared or nervous, “Sh shu shut uu upp Bailey, I couldn't he he help it thi this time. I've be bee been trying ta hoo holdd it fo forrr te tenn minutes!”

I noticed that he had started to cry, so I reached down with my hand, and gently took his hand into mine, giving it a firm yet comforting squeeze. Bailey saw the effect that her rant had on our little Prince, so she unbuckled her seatbelt, and pulled him into her chest and wrapped her arms around him, as he let go for a few minutes.

I was a little annoyed with her, and said, “There Bailey, you happy now you angry Snatch?” She was apparently willing to ignore me, seeing that she had over-reacted, and hurt her youngest brother emotionally, and whispered to Blaine, “Hey, sorry little huggy-bear, but how about for now on you just give us a warning and let us know so we can roll down the windows beforehand.........is that OK?”

Then she wiped Blaine's cheeks, as he just nodded his head, and replied, “Yah, sure sis.....” then a couple of sniffles, “I think I could do that.”

Bailey, “Good job sport!”

Blaine, “Hey sis?”

Bailey, “Yah squirt, what's up?”

Blaine, “Ya think you guys could roll down the window again? RFFFFPPPPTTTTTTTT!!!”

Well, that was at least enough warning between holding our breath this time and getting the windows down immediately to prevent the warning signs of asphyxia that we had all experienced from the last two chemical attacks.

I said, “Damn, you're a machine Blaine,” as we all rolled the windows back up a minute later. While Bailey said to our little Pepe' LaPue, “For now on, I'll be planning your meals and fixing your breakfast the night before and morning of our departure!”

Everyone laughed, even Blaine, as he said to both Bailey and I, “Hey you guys?”

We both answered simultaneously, “What Blaine?”

Blaine said shyly, “What's a Snatch?”

I couldn't help it and started laughing at him, while Bailey just shook her head, sensing another oncoming debacle from the two of us, as I replied to him, “You sure you wanna know, Tiger?”

Blaine was even more curious now, as he scrunched his eyes, as if trying to understand, saying to me, “Yah, you always call Bailey that when you two get in a fight? You know, like how she always calls you either Rocket-Wrist or Machine-gun!”

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Bailey suppress a laugh that had just started to escape her lips, kinda pissing me off slightly. So I said loudly to my kid bro, “A Snatch buddy.....you know, a Snapper, a Cunt!”

Blaine began to laugh, while Bailey just looked at me disapprovingly. Then Blaine said, “Yah Benji, a Whisker Biscuit, a Pink Taco, a Bearded Clam.......Right?”

I started to laugh as well, and began to feel a marathon was about to begin, “Yah Blaine, that's it, “A Hair-pie, a Muff, a Brillo Pad!”

Blaine, as Bailey began looking annoyed, “Hahaha haha ha, this is fun Benji! A Twat, a Pussy, a Beaver, a Cootie, a Flapper, a Honey Pot........haha haha, how come there's so many names for it Benji, and only a few for a Dick, Cock, or Penis?”

I was laughing hysterically as well, trying to catch my breath, replying to him, “Hahaha haha I don't know Blaine......maybe Bailey knows?”

Bailey just shot me another dirty look, and said under her breath, “Screw you Benji!”

I said back to Blaine, “A Beef Flap, a Gash, a Camel Toe Hahaha haha!”
Blaine, “A Slit, an Axe Wound, a Hahaha haha a Twinkie!”

I had completely lost it at this point, trying to match Blaine description for gory description, blabbering out, “Yah, a Cheddar Gorge, a Stink Trench, a Mossy Cleft....Hahhaha haha haha!”

Blaine was doubled over, spitting upon himself, tears running down his cheeks, “A Velvet Purse, a Sausage Wallet, Hahaha haha a Cum Bucket, a Cock-socket, Hahaha haha a Lap Kebab, a a Bacon Sandwi.......”

But poor Blaine was cut short, as Bailey blew her stack, “ALRIGHTTTT, THAT'SSSSS ENOUGHHH!!! Shut The Hell Up You Two, You're Both Disgusting And Vile!!!”

Mom turned around, and said, “OK family, that is enough Benji and Blaine. You two are on mute mode the rest of the trip....you understand me?”

We both said “Yes Mom,” at the same time. As she said to Bailey, and us incidentally, “Alright Bailey Sweetheart, they won't disturb you the rest of the trip......will you boys?”

Simultaneous yet cautiously, “No Ma'am.”

Bailey just shook her head, saying to Mom, “What the fuck are they on.....I told you we should have had them both tested. There's something not right in their heads!”

Mom, “Now honey, it's over with. They're just growing boys.”

Bailey, “Yah, but growing into what? For now on Mom, can't you and I sit up front and drive on these trips, and put Dad in the back seat with the Freak-show?”

I can't say what actually occurred or was talked about after that, as I returned back to my I-Pod, and saw as I glanced over to Blaine that he was doing the same. I could also tell he was trying to suppress his laughter, as he was still wound-up. Laughing into his arms, that he had in front of his face, trying to hide his amusement. I could tell Bailey saw this too, but chose not to say anything else, and just let the Great Vagina Chronicles of Winter 2012 go into the history books and stay there!

I must have dozed-off, because I woke up about an hour later in Clear Lake City, with my head on Blaine's shoulder, and his on Bailey's. It was nice to at least see that she had regained her temperament, and just let it pass, just the way we all usually do. One thing I have to say about our family, is that after all of the knock-down drag-outs we've been through over the years, we never seem to be the type that carry a grudge.

The vehicle was parked, having appeared to have just stopped, and when I looked outside, it was a full-on blizzard, as you could barley see a few feet in front of you. I wiped the sleep out of my eye's, and said to Mom and Dad up front, “Where are we?”

Pop said, “Clear Lake City Benji, we just pulled into the Super Market.”

I said, “Then we're only about seven or eight miles from home, maybe we should just go on ahead and shop later Dad. It looks really really bad outside.”

He shook his head, and said, “No Benji, it's gonna be like this for the next two or three days, and I don't want to have to make a trip back here while we're already here, and besides it's on our way.”

I could see his point, and thought he was right on getting the supply run done now, as opposed to having to fight this weather again tomorrow. Then he said, “Common, up and at'em you two, I'm gonna need all of your help.”

I shook Blaine, as he groggily awoke, and his movement also stirred Bailey. As they were coming to, I asked nobody in particular, “So did I miss anything while I was out?”

Bailey said half-heatedly, still trying to wake, “Besides Dad almost hitting a Deer, no, except for another one of Blaine’s Volcanic Eruptions!”

Blaine, “Hey, I don't remember that Sis?”

Bailey, kinda annoyed and still groggy, “Ummm, you were asleep this time you little cockroach, but trust me, a new record in the down-window event.”
I said under my breath, “Humnnn, that must have been when my bad dream occurred.”

We all got out of the Land Rover and headed the short distance to the market, and once inside, Pop took a cart. Then he looked at me, and said, “Just like last year Benji, you boys grab a cart as well, so we can get two loads at once.”

I did as he asked, and understood his point, as anything to help prevent another trip back here was worth it. Plus was the fact that although we did always gather as a family for dinner together, we were mostly left to lunches on our own. And depending on our sleeping patterns and us sleeping in, we only made it in time for a warm breakfast half of the time.

So Sis choose to head off with Mom and Dad and their cart in one direction (wow, imagine that). And Blaine and I headed off with ours in the other. We hit the snack isle first, and grabbed some Planters peanuts, cashews, chips and salsa, pretzels, Chex Mix, and various other Animal Cookies, and such. And of course Blaine grabbed some fudge topping and a couple half gallons of various ice cream in the frozen section.

I said to him, “Hey Spazz, it's twenty degrees outside you moron, what's with the ice cream?”

He looked at me, as if in court trying to justify his selections, “Well, it's soothing and might help coat and settle my stomach.”

I only laughed and said, “Yah right, not with your diet. But if it's any consolation, I guess I’d rather have cookies and cream or rocky road flavored farts as opposed to the chili-mac and hot peppers variety that you treated us to earlier.”

He smiled and we went about paroozing the store, grabbing bread, sandwich meats and cheeses in the deli section, along with the inconsequentials such as jars of pickles, and yes, hot peppers for Lava-boy,. Along with other quick treats like frozen burritos along with Hot Pockets.

We were on our way to the meat department to grab some chicken and steak, when I looked down a canned goods isle to see two boys about our age arguing over what kind of beans to buy. I thought it odd that kids our age would be buying beans, but then again, with Blaine standing next to me, I thought maybe not.

Blaine asked my why I stopped and what was going on, when I subconsciously said, “Shit, those two fuckers are cute as fuck!”

I let out a yelp, as Blaine pinched my arm, and I said, “What gives, Pain?”

He looked at me sternly and said, “Don't do that Benji, they or someone else might hear you!”

I was still starring down the isle at them, when the one with the longer blonde hair had noticed us, most likely from my yelp caused by Blaine's pinch, when he looked up the isle at me and said, “What the fuck are you looking at Princess, we're not for rent!”

The other one said, “Forget about those two fags Tanner, what do you wanna do about the beans?”

I snapped out of it as Blaine began to look worried again and pulled me along, saying, “Common Benji, you're embarrassing me again.”

In all, we had our cart just about full, when I felt a firm hand upon my shoulder, and was jerked around forcefully. I pulled my hands up in a defensive posture, still having the episode with the Sacramento kids at the rest stop fresh on my mind, ready to throw a punch. Blaine had jumped off to the side as the incident occurred and was watching cautiously with a hint of panic spread across his face.

I focused on my possible tormentors when I heard Blaine laugh, as I relaxed as well, even smiling, saying, “Saul, Amir......fuck guys, you scared the shit outta me! What are you doing here?'

Saul said, “It's a grocery store Benji, what do you think we're doing here?”

Blaine jumped in and tried to save me a little embarrassment, “I think he meant he figured you guys would be up on the slopes Snowboarding or Skiing.”

Amir laughed at my kid-b and replied, “Well, my families from the Gaza Strip, and his is from Tel Aviv Blaine, so we haven’t had too much of that in our family history!”

We all laughed and I said, “So are you here with one of your parents (knowing full well the family feud between the two families)?”

Saul, “No, we're here with our friends Tanner, Jace, and Garrett. They just got back from the Bay Area a little while ago from a 49er's game this weekend. Our friend Sequoia and his Mom are gonna make a giant pot of Chili to wait out this storm, while we play in our friend Nika's game-room and watch movies.......and we're the grocery boys today.”

Blaine got really excited and said anxiously, “Yah, yah you guys, we know Nika and his brother Sasha, and met-up with them at a gas and chain station on the way up here. We played some video games in the arcade with them.”

Amir, “Nika and Sash said something about that, meeting some old friends, and that you live near Cody. We wern't aware that you guys knew each other.”

I popped in, “Yah, we met about five years ago, but how did they get back up here so much faster than us I wonder?”

Blaine, “Duhhhhh Benji, we stopped for thirty or forty five minutes to board at that rest area.”

Saul and Amir both laughed at me, along with Blaine. I asked where the others were, mostly to save a little embarrassment from myself as opposed to really having an interest. And they explained that they were off getting their share of the grocery list. Saul described who they were here with, and Blaine said, “Yah Benji, you remember those two kids arguing at the canned foods isle, the ones you said that looked like and sounded like they were gonna get in a fight? I bet that was them.”

Saul and Amir both laughed, before Amir said, “Yah, that sounds like Tanner and Jace!”

Anyway, we caught up for a few minutes, before they both invited us to Nika and Sash's over the next couple of days for chili, games, and movies, before they had to get on their way. I of course explained how we met Nika and Sash from years ago at Squaw Valley, as they taught us to Snowboard and ski. And come to think of it, Squaw was only minutes away from where we were right now. And that we had exchanged cell numbers and that Nika had invited us over earlier today.

We said our goodbyes, and headed to the front of the store, passing by the two long haired blond kids that were arguing over the beans. They were now in the produce department, again arguing, but this time over Jalapeno or Serrano peppers for the chili.

They saw use approaching when one of them said, “Here comes that kid that was getting a stiffy watching you Tanner!”

Tanner said, “Yah, maybe they were watching you Jace.......and so what, just ignore them.”

I said to Blaine just before passing them, “Just relax and stay calm Blaine.”
He was snickering and said, “Watch this big brother.”
We walked another ten of fifteen yards past them before I looked over at Blaine and said, “Watch what little buddy?”

But before I could answer Blaine said, “Just left them a little present is all!”

Then we heard the hotter of the two heartthrobs yell at the other, “What The Fuck Did You Do Jace......Shit Your Pants?”

Then the other replied, “Fuck you Tanner, it wasn't me, I swear.”

Tanner, “Yah sure, we're the only two standing here, Cow-pie! I suppose your gonna try and blame it on the two guys that just walked by us now?”

Jace, “Yah, it coulda been them, or it was you that did it Tanner. You know they say that he who smelt it, dealt it!”

We turned the corner out of ear-shot, as I smiled down at Blaine and patted him on the head, saying, “Good work boy,” before meeting back up with Mom, Pop, and Bailey at the check stand. We paid for our goods, and then struggled to get the carts to the Land Rover and packed before we headed off through the burly blizzard to our winter cabin!

That concludes this chapter of “Snow Bunny Benji” This is my third (posted anyway) attempt at writing so any feedback, direction, or comments are appreciated. Please forward comments to the address below:

Cody: codyboarder@hotmail.com

Stay tuned for:

Chapter 4

~Settling in & Seeking Out~

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~Last Days at Fallen Leaf ! - Under Young friends

~Twinergy and the Boys of Clear Lake! - Under young friends

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