Amazing

 

continue pls

 

Waking up for me that next morning, was like waking up a mossy log, or a hibernating bear. My joins ached and my muscles were stiff. I felt like I'd been sleeping for a month. What woke me up in the first place, was the loud music being played down the stairs. Some was playing Nickelback really, really, loud.

I never really liked Nickelback, until that morning I stepped out of my room and onto the staircase to hear the words:

Maybe in the parking lot,
better bring your friend along,
better off together than just one at a time.

S is for the simply,
E is for the ecstasy,
X is just to the spot,
'cause that's the one you really want.

Sex is always the answer,
It's never a question, 'cause the answers YES
Not just a suggestion,
If you ask the question, then it's always YES

I'm loving what you wanna wear,
wonder what's up under there,
I wonder if I'll ever have it under my tongue.
I'd love to try and set you free,
all of you all over me,
Love to hear the sound the second you're done.

Hearing that song, that morning, after last night, made me an instant fan of their music.

I stepped down the stairs, and I was still in my pants from last night, no shirt. Shelly was already dressed, while Kit and my sister looked like they'd fallen asleep sitting up.

"Mornin' sexy." Shelly said smiling at me as I descended the stairs.

"Good morning." I said. My sister grunted her good morning, and Kit didn't even bother saying anything.

I smiled, and I realized this is one of the reasons a couple should sleep and live together a short time before getting married. It would not be good for a morning person to marry a non-morning person, would it ? At least, it would make living together harder, right ? Mom and dad always seemed to get up at the exact same time.

I got a bowl of cereal and sat it down. I found my shirt from yesterday on the couch and put it on. I was still eating my cereal when Mom and Dad got home. I always eat it slow, I like to wait for it to get soggy.

(Sorry this one is so short. I only had a short ammount of time to type right now. I'll definitely type up more tonight around midnight.)

 

Thanks.

 

Dude this story kicks some major ass! If I had your writing skills I know I could be rich. Keep up the good work I cant wait to read more

 

Super Great Story

What he said - great story - I will finish later.

 

(quick note: I messed up on the last verse of that lyric that escaped my proof-reading. The last line of that song goes, 'love to hear the sound *you make* the second you're done' I'll try to focus on my proof reading a little more so dumb mistakes like that don't escape me)

After they got home Mom and Dad took over the TV. We, me and the girls, decided to head outside for a while. I went upstairs and changed into some warm clothes. We left the house around 10:00 AM.

"So, what are we going to do ?" Kit asked.

We couldn't play in the snow, really. Most of it was gone, leaving everything cold and gray. "Lets walk to the park in town." I said.

"Walk ?" Shelly asked. "I can drive us there in no time."

"I like walking." Kit said.

"Yeah, walking would be more fun." My sister agreed with her.

We set off walking at a steady pace. It was cold, but walking made us hot, and thankfully the icy wind wasn't blowing.

"That was pretty wicked last night, huh ?" Kit asked.

"Yeah." I said. "What did you two do in the shower ?"

"Use your imagination," My sister said with a grin and bumped me with her shoulder.

"The same thing you two did." Kit answered with a grin of her own. "Only, different."

"All we did was get clean." I said, adding my grin to the mix.

"Yeah, after the sex." My sister said, and we all laughed.

Kit reached up and ran a gloved finger down the side of my face.

"I like this scar. It looks cool." She said.

"It didn't feel cool." I told her.

She smiled at me, but didn't say anything else. She had a really pretty face in the cold. Shelly on the other hand, had a bitchy look in the cold. My sister looked good under any conditions.

We made small talk until we got to the park, and I was surprised to see Kelly out there again with a group of kids. I guess it was an every weekend thing for him. My sister wasn't too surprised since I told her about him and the kids, and showed her the book he'd given me. Kit and Shelly on the other hand, were taken by surprise.

He was out there in his jeans and leather jacket, this time it wasn't on the ground. Him and the group of kids were playing frizbee, which I think was pretty daring considering how hard those things get in the cold. He didn't wave at us when we waved at him, but some of the kids who saw us did.

We walked out onto the hard ground, "Room for four more ?" I asked him.

"Always room for more." Kelly responded.

"I'll pass." Shelly said, and went to sit down on the bench to watch.

"Me too." My sister said, and followed her.

Kit watched them go, then looked at me as if she couldn't make up her mind to stay with me, or go with them. She ended up staying.

"Take it easy on them." Kelly said as I walked to take up a spot near him. Kit took up a spot on the other side of me.

"No worries." I said, "I got something to tell you."

"Later." He said throwing the frisbee to a kid.

The kid caught it and threw it back to him. He actually had to tell them to throw it to us and include us in the game.

We tossed the frisbee around for a while, and then Kelly rounded them up to walk them to the gas station.

"You're going to buy them ice cream in this ?" I asked him.

"No." He said. "They make this stuff called hot cocoa, you drink it when it's cold."

"Smartass." I said. One of the kids ghasped at my cuss word, and Kelly only grinned.

We got inside the gas station, and got the kids their cocoa, We got two extras for Shelly and my sister.

Kelly lead the kids outside, and I stepped up to the register to pay for mine and the girls when I did a very stupid thing.

"I'll take a skoal cherry." I said to the clerk.

He only looked at me and said, "I'll need to see an ID."

"Why ?" I asked, annoyed.

"Store policy." He told me.

I took out my Learners Permit and handed it to him. He only looked at it and said, "You're under 18."

"Can't you just, pretend I'm 18 ?" I asked him.

"No." He replied.

"Why not ?" I asked him.

He sighed and said, "It's against the law. I could lose my job and my store if anyone found out."

I looked around the gas station, "There's no one here."

"Look. I'm not selling tobacco to a minor. Pay for your drinks or get out." He said in a firm tone.

"Fine." I said with a sigh. I paid for the hot cocoa, and we carried it to little group gathered around Shelly and my sister. I felt rather embarassed being snubbed like that.

Kit gave Shelly her drink, and I handed my sister hers. "thank you." She told me, and went on to listen to one of the kids tell her some kind of story.

I stepped over to Kelly, and we took a step from the group and spoke low.

"So, which one did you do ?" He asked me, glancing at the girls.

I only grinned and said, "One ?"

He arched a blonde eye-brow at me and i said, "All of them. At once."

"Holy shit." He told me. "A foursome ?"

"Kelly said a bad word. Holy Shit." One of the kids yelled out, and the kids all broke into a fit of giggles, the ones who didn't gape in astonishment at one of their own cussing.

"It was awesome man. It was truly awesome." I told him.

"Settle down," Kelly said to the kids and turned back to me, "Next time, call me. Don't hog everything to yourself."

I laughed, but my laugh was cut off as a frozen dirt clod collided with the back of my head.

"Mother fucker,"I said as I turned around to see Ryan with a group of four other teenagers behind us.

I took a step to get in his face when Kelly grabbed my arm. I looked at him with the mean look on my face and he shook his head, "Not with the kids here."

"Ohh, look who's the sissy now. I didn't know you played with the pre-schoolers." Ryan called out and his friends laughed.

"Come on kids, lets go." Kelly said motioning for the kids to follow him.

"Ohh look, big bad biker boy running away with the children." One of the kids called out.

Kelly spun, and hurled the frozen frisbee at Ryan's face. It caught him square in the nose before he could react to it. His hands went to his face as he took a step back, blood pouring down the front of his face.

"Cool!" a few of the kids said staring wide-eyed.

"Come on, leave the Frisbee." He said, and started walking.

"But it's my frisbee!" One of the kids said, not wanting to follow.

"I'll buy you a new one, okay ?" Kelly said.

Me and the girls followed him and the kids. The shouts of, "You son of a bitch!" following us.

"You promise ?" The kid asked.

"I'll also buy you a baseball too, okay ?" Kelly said.

"I'll give you my dad's bat, okay ?" Kit told the boy.

"Awesome!" The kid said.

"Why does he get a bat and ball ?" Another kid asked. "I want one too."

"I'll get you all Baseballs. Okay ? We only need one bat to play." Kelly said, glancing back to make sure they weren't following us. Kelly took something out of his pocket, and slid it into my hand. "Here. Take this. You got longer to walk than I do. You four should get home."

I glanced down at the brass knuckle in my hand, and quickly put it away in my coat pocket. My sister saw the exchange. "Thanks. It was fun. I'll see you next week, okay ?"

"Sure." He said leading the kids off.

"That was wicked." Kit said. "Did you see it smash his nose ?"

"I heard it smash his nose." My sister said.

"I felt it smash his nose." Shelly said, and all three fell into the giggles.

"What's their problem anyways ? Don't they have a life ?" Kit asked.

"No. That's why they got to ruin everyone elses." Shelly said.

"They got mommy issues." I said, and we all laughed at that.

We started the long walk home, finding new and creative ways to insult Ryan and his crew.

 

Awesome

 

thats good.

 

i give it a 10 outa 10 great story so far

 

wow

 

If only you knew how good your writing is. I just got done finally reading all of it for the past 3 days and I'm really looking forward to seeing more of it and hopefully more stories from your brilliant mind.

 

Best thread on the site. Your writing skills and dedication is inspiring. I read it all in one sitting and when I reached the end, I was so bummed! I do hope this story never ends! (Although the already leaked destiny is quite suspenseful)

Brilliant author, I hope you consider expanding and making it either a real book or an e-book of some sort.

 

When we got home, the smell of the place was heavenly. Mom was already cooking dinner, and after being outside for so long, we were all ready to kick our boots and shoes off, leave our coats, hats, scarves, gloves, and all the rest of our winter clothes laying on the floor in front of the door.

Dad was in the chair watching some western, and my sister and her friends locked themselves in her room. I took a seat on the couch and watched some of the movie with him. It was a pretty good movie. It was about a half-breed who's parents were murdered and he was on a quest for revenge to find the men who did it. His quest took him everywhere, from prison to his mother's tribe. Steve Mcqueen was in it, but I forget the name of the movie.

I could only take about an hour of sitting on the couch though, and went back up to my room to jam to some music. Opeth, was who I ended up listening to while I played on my X-box. I must have been playing it for an hour or two when Shelly silently opened my door and stepped in.

I put the controller down and stood up. She put her arms around my waist and kissed me. She smelled wonderful, and it wasn't long she was pulling my shirt out of my pants. I should have told her no, and sent her away, but as it goes, in the heat of a moment like that, a young man's mind isn't thinking, "My parents are home, we might get caught!". At least, MY mind wasn't moving in that direction.

No. My mind was focused on her red puffy lips. I used to think her mouth was a little too big for her head, but I certainly didn't think that now. My mind was on the way her dark hair flowed down her slim neck, and of the perfect handful of breasts pushing against her shirt. My mind was on the curves of her stomach under that shirt, and the way her hips went down into her powerful thighs. My mind was all over her, as her hands were all over me.

She knelt down and slid her head under my shirt and kissed my stomach. Then, she looked up at me as she undid my pants and they dropped. My penis was already hard and trying to push it's way out of my underwear. So, she helped it break free with springy bounce.

"I've never had a guy cum in my mouth before. I want to taste yours." She said looking up at me.

Then she slid her mouth over it and off. She toyed with the end of my dick with her tongue, and I loved it. She definitely did things different than my sister, but it was a difference I loved.

I reached down and grabbed a handful of her dark hair as she put it in her mouth, rolling her tongue around on it as she slid back and fourth. The pleasure absorbed me as my eyes rolled back.

"Ohh god." I said, to which she replied, "mmm hmmm" with my dick still in her mouth.

It was then my door opened and my dad was standing there. I almost fell back onto my bed at the surprise and instant panic getting caught gave me. Shelly turned and looked with even more shock, even saying, "Fuck!"

My dad only pulled the door back shut.

Shelly looked up at me, her eyes dancing wildly in her head. I swallowed hard and only looked at her.

"Might as well finish." I said.

She nodded, and ran her lips over the head of my dick, which made my eyes roll back again. I grabbed two handfuls of hair, and she sucked until I came in her mouth, just like she wanted. She gagged at first, but swallowed it. She licked it a little more, and sucked on it as it started to go limp.

When she was done, she stood up and wrapped her arms around my head and nuzzled my neck. "Thank you." She whispered in my ear, and then bounded to the door.

I was pulling my pants up when she gave one last look back and opened it. My dad was not in the hallway. I button and zipped my pants, but left my shirt untucked as I sat back in my bed.

It was an awesome experience, but then all I could think about was my dad busting in. How much trouble was I in ? What was he going to say ? He'd given me the sex-talk years ago. Would he give it again ? Would he be proud, or mad, or indifferent ? My mind would not leave it alone.

 

Awesome entry as usual.

 

Your story is killing me, it gets better everytime but I just hate when it ends, Can't wait for more I'm your fan. :')

 

Wow that's a really good story. Just read it through now and well wow!

Didn't expect the twists in it at all which where quite shocking!

Keep it up!

5/5 easily!

 

Ohh, they aren't twins, they're just really really close friends.

 

He said 'twists'.

 

Now you see why my proof-reading is so bad, LOL.