Date: Fri, 3 Mar 2023 17:41:43 -0500 From: Braddy Boyce Subject: Hide and Suck 2 DISCLAIMER: The names and details of my characters are fictious. Resemblances to real people, living or dead, are coincidental. REMINDER: Please donate to Nifty! =====BB===== As Donnie and I remained in the pitch-dark basement closet, still playing Hide and Seek with Sammy, I heard heavy stomps down the stairs, making my heart pound. That wasn't Sammy! The main light turned on from what I could see through the crack, and the closet door swung open, startling us. Ralphie stood there with a suspicious look on his face, his eyes as blue as mine narrowing at us. His dark brown hair was wet and slicked back, probably to cool himself down from the heat upstairs. "What are you guys doing in here?" he asked in a low tone, then turned on the closet light. He lowered his eyebrows at Donnie's face and T-shirt, then leaned closer and sniffed. "Is that...what I think it is?" Donnie shrugged with a frown, his green eyes looking misty. Despite his suntan, his face was visibly red. When his dirty-blond hair used to be longer, he'd been able to hide his emotions a bit, but not with that buzz cut his parents had recently forced him to get. My blond hair was buzzed, too, but in my case, due to head lice. "It definitely is. I know that unique smell." "What is it?" I asked in a low tone, puzzled. With a serious face, Ralphie looked back and yelled, "Sammy, I'm still finding them, so just wait up there, okay?" "But the light's on now!" Sammy said in an enthusiastic tone. "I'm not scared anymore!" "Seriously, you don't want to come down just yet. I think I saw a ghost." Somehow, that lie sent me a wave of relief. At the same time, I wasn't sure how Ralphie would react about his suspicions. "...R-r-really? A ghost...?" "Yeah, really! I wouldn't come down here!" "O-okay!" Ralphie stepped inside the closet and shut the door, smirking. "So, what were you guys really doing? Come on, I won't tell anyone." My heart couldn't stop pumping hard, leaving me speechless. Meanwhile, Donnie panted and looked like he was about to cry. Ralphie gently shushed him. "Hey, it's okay. I won't tell anyone. Promise. I know about stuff, so I can tell you what that is." "What is it?" I finally asked. My heart rate slowed down, but I was still a bit nervous. "It's semen, but no one calls it that except professionals. Anyway, you make babies with that stuff when you shoot it inside a girl's vagina. That's how she gets pregnant because of her eggs." I wrinkled my forehead. "Eggs?" Donnie quietly giggled, seemingly more relaxed. "You guys have a lot to learn." Then, Ralphie smirked. "So, Billy, how did it get on his face? Did Donnie go down on you?" My eyebrows rose, and I swallowed. While that expression was new to me, I kind of had a feeling what it meant. I gave him a nod, feeling awkward talking about it. Ralphie smiled, not looking uncomfortable at all. "You know, it's actually pretty normal." "It is?" I asked, exchanging surprised looks with Donnie. "Yep." Then, Ralphie frowned. "Lucky you." "Why?" "Just found out my girlfriend's not ready to mess around anytime soon. I know we just started high school, so we're still young, but I'm a dude like you guys. Kind of embarrassing that I've never done anything like that with anyone and you guys already have. I mean, you're still in middle school, so it feels kind of wrong." I exchanged sympathetic looks with Donnie. I didn't know what to say, especially to a topic I didn't know much about. It wasn't like we were experts. What happened, happened; it was never planned. Ralphie chuckled at the sight of Donnie's face, then wiped off my mess and observed it. "How long ago did you start shooting this stuff?" He mindlessly squished it with his fingers. I attempted a little smile, trying to feel brave enough to talk openly about this. "This was actually the first time." Ralphie raised his eyebrows. "Today?" Donnie and I nodded. "Oh." Ralphie glanced at Donnie and then back at his fingers. "So, Billy, if Donnie was able to get this stuff out of you, which I'm sure felt awesome, that must mean he has a great mouth, huh? Hmm, I wonder what it feels like to have that done to me." My face was probably as red as Donnie's, except paler. I didn't say a word, even though I agreed from personal experience. As I lowered my gaze, there was a noticeable tent in Ralphie's shorts. He caught me staring and playfully lifted my chin, smirking. "Hey, that's nothing, okay? Not what you're probably thinking." I just gave him a nod and glanced at Donnie who remained speechless. He was probably as shy about this as I was, feeling just as awkward. What could we say? "Anyway, we should go back up before Sammy gets impatient waiting for us." Ralphie adjusted the front of his shorts and finally opened the closet door. He walked out and rushed upstairs. What an awkward and confusing experience. Was Ralphie in the mood? I remembered it hitting me at a time when I couldn't do anything about it. It bothered me so much, like pressure building up. Maybe he was going through that? If his girlfriend wasn't ready to do stuff with him, then how else would he do it? And why was he suddenly curious about Donnie's mouth? =====BB===== braddyboyce.wordpress.com nifty.org/nifty/authors.html#braddyboyce (c) 2023, Braddy Boyce. All rights reserved.