This is a fictional story, based loosely on people in my life. This will be submitted in a series, Enjoy!
This story I am recalling takes place in a little farm town in Virginia called Walshburn(or hicksville to the locals)about a 2 1/2 hours drive south of Washington, DC. One Summer I was left in the care of my big sister her name was Palermo and she is 20, five years older than myself. My real name is Stephan, but everyone calls me Step, because when I was born Palermo could not pronounce my name correctly and it just sort of stuck as a nick name. Anyhow at 15, I would be what you might call wimpy looking, but what I lacked in physical strength I more than made up for in a wise cracking smartass wit that usually left me in a heap of trouble for being too sassy. Now my mom is I guess an OK sort of mom, but she is a single parent, after two failed Marriages she decided to raise Palermo and me by herself. My dad was the long distant type father....cards on birthdays if he had occasions to remember and a call around the holidays. I have a half brother that is 10 years older than me, he is from my mom's first Marriage, but I have not seen him since I was 5 or 6 years old. I remember very little of Pauly, and what I do remember perhaps is best to forget. He was a troubled teen, because his father and our mother divorced he really had a hard time and never really forgave our mother. My Father was his father's best friend.....what can I say this is the South and it could be worse right?
It was going to be one of those long drawn out southern summers, you know the kind that makes you feel all sweaty and sticky with the slightest bit of effort. Well, This being Virginia and in the middle of just that type of summer, I got the worst news of my life. The air condition in our house was broken. This bit of information was relayed to me by my older sister on her way out the door as I arrived home from swimming at the lake just a short hike over the hill from our house. This was really bad news, as my mom was out of state taking time off to care for an ailing Aunt. A bit of consolation my older brother Pauly was to be stopping by sometime this week and he'd be taking a look at air conditioning. You'd think this would be good news....but as I said before he was not the best big brother to have. My earliest memory of Paulo (Pauly for short) was when he would baby sit for me and Palermo. Pauly's favorite past time was for he and his buds to spin me around by my arms or legs and watch me stubble or vomit all over myself and me being five or six could not really fight back. It was during one of these nasty southern days after Pauly and his pal's were messing around that and ignoring me, that I happen to get into my mother's oil paints, my mom was somewhat of a successful artist, enough to make a living for herself. Palermo being the tattle tale she was could not wait to rat on me to Pauly. She ran screaming "Step's gotten into mom's paints and has made a mess all over the studio." Of Course Pauly was livid and that was the day I felt the full brunt of his anger. After cleaning up me and later the studio and cursing me for knowing better at my age, he took the paddle from mom's drawer and gave my ass a real wacking. This paddle was mostly symbolic, Palermo and I were never punished with it, but I guess Pauly knew it all to well. My behind was very sore and quite red. "Step you should know better, and Oh my God you ruined the painting Mom was working on, you know who is going to get in trouble for this? ME THATS WHO" and I had that Pauly was finished with is punishment of me, nope he made me go to bed very early that night. When my mother came home I was still awake but really afraid to move unsure what Pauly would do. I do remember hearing them fighting and Pauly must have had enough because he threw a book at my mother and left the house. Needless to say Mom sent him away to live with his dad and that was the last time I had seen him. So my last memory of Paulo was not the best.
As I sat on the couch in the den with the little portable fan blowing on me in nothing but my Boxers, I was jolted out of my memories of the past by a the telephone ringing. "Hello, Oh hey Palermo" it was my sister on the other line. " Listen Step, I am going to stay at Tony's house tonight, you want me to pick you up on my way over?" great I thought sarcastically just what I want to spend the night at my sister's boyfriends house and listen to them having sex all night, had to think about this for a minute, "Ya know what Palermo, you enjoy the nice cool air-conditioning I am gonna stay home" I guess I was a bit nasty, and that would explain her lack of concern "Suit yourself Step I offered, just make sure you get something to eat other than junkfood I made a Tuna Salad and there is some beer in the garage." This will not be so bad after all I get the house to myself, my sister is letting me drink beer (not that she would be there to stop me), it is the weekend.....just what a 15 year old boy longs for. Too bad its hotter than hell and night will not bring much relief. Thoughts of a late night skinny dip a were quickly forgotten as I recalled my last late night dip from a few weeks back. I had snuck out of the house on a dare by my best friend Joey he was 16 too and always egging me on. We have been friends for as long as I can remember, we are very different, Joey is a real Jock he plays football in school and has a great body never one to let you forget that he has two girlfriends, and he also was a hottie with jet black hair and steel blue gray eyes that always had a devilish twinkle in them. Me on the other I always thought of myself as quite funny looking, as I said before I am kind of scrawny at 5'8 140lbs to top it off I mix blood my mother is African American/Native American and my father was Irish with bright red hair. I inherited my mothers Indian features, natural tan skin, and my fathers red hair and a few freckles, my hair is more auburn and I have hazel eyes. With that said I sure did get a lot of attention from the girls and even some guys, but I never paid attention, I always figured it was my mixed blood that made them curious. Also Joey never let me forget I was mixed race because he has a habit of calling me injun as in "Indian" but thats OK because he knows I think he has the sense of billy goat...never knows when to come in out of the rain.
Anyway back to the night of Joey's dare......after sneaking out of the house when everyone was in bed, Joey and I agreed to meet at the lake. The lake is on an old horse farm just over the hill and across a large stream fed meadow.
The owner Old man Luke is sort of a perv he likes for teenage boys to help him with his yard work and tending to a few nag horses while he sits back and watches drooling, but hey its a good way to make a few bucks.....show off a bit for the perv by working shirtless he pays a bit more for really loose shorts I had been doing this fall of the previous year. It was at the lake that Joey dared me to jump from a low hanging branch over the lake while naked of course. As chicken as I was to climb so high, with as ass exposed to the world, I could never resist his taunting even though I knew I would pay for my lack of will power to resist. That was the case, as we stood by the tree looking up and how far out I would have to clim to reach the deeper part of the lake Joey taunts me "Hey Step I bet you won't do it" of course I had a witty reply "and if I do just what do I win?" Joey thinks for a minute as he had not that thought that far ahead which was usual for his way of betting "I guess I could do your homework for a week or two" "Get real meathead I get better grades than you, besides its summer and school is out, you gotta be faster than that Joey" he is never one to out wit me. What came next was a bit of a surprise, " I will mow old man Luke's yard for the summer wearing only biker shorts, but if you chicken out you make out with Susan Wierman" Joey was making this interesting. Susan was a real loser, not all attractive and Joey was always testing me this way... Besides I'd love to see his big dick stuffed in tight biker shorts myself, of course I'd never tell him this. So what the hell what do I have to loose. I started to strip of my clothes as Joey stood watching, something about the scene was making my dick harden, and I was trying to think of anything and everything to keep from popping a boner in front of my best friend. Willing my dick to stay soft I toss of my boxers and turn towards the tree, with a look over my shoulder into those twinkling devilish eyes I head up the tree. I am inching my way out on to the limb I see movement out of the corner of my eye. Joey has grabbed all my clothes and is running across the meadow towards the hill.
Damn that fool.......I knew something was up his sleeve, this was his way of trying to make me loose the bet. Well, I close my eyes and jump in.
As foolish as that was I could not let him win me, even though I must admit this was his moment. Cursing myself for the lack of foresight I swam to shore and ran after him, knowing full well he'd be across the meadow by and probably waiting behind the old barn. Momentarily forgetting I am naked to the world I run towards the hill. Just as I got to the Hill I ran smack into Todd Fletcher a senior in high school and star of the wrestling team, and one of his stooges... I forgot his name Charles I think it was. Todd is not the model type, but he was a decent looking guy with a body you'd love to lick from head to toe but this was not the way I wanted to meet him. "Whoa what do we have here, Stephan you little freak what the hell are you doing running around naked?" Todd was loving this I could tell by the way he barked his statement. My ears were burning and I bet I was a red as the hair on my head, not that he could see at night like it was. I was so embarrassed as I stood trying to cover my naked dick and ass again cursing my foolishness and telling me self I am going to kick Joey's ass. "Well now it looks like the little geek was out for a late night swim huh Chuck?" Todd and Charles started to move in closer to me as I backed away unsure what they were thinking. "Yeah Todd and I were going to take a little dip our selves and think we could add another to the party" I noticed Charles wink to Todd as he said this while looking me up and down. Somehow I got the feeling that is not why they had come out to the lake, again I felt my dick twitch at the way they were gawking at me. Suddenly Todd lunged for me Knocking me to the ground as pulled me up by the arms very close to his body I smelled the distinct smell of weed. No wonder they were looking like they were out of their minds they were stoned, and by the look in Todd's eyes he figured I knew what they were up too. " OK you little freak you are gonna come with us to the lake" and he out weighing me by a good 100 lbs, was very little I could do to argue. So with that Chuck grabbed my other arm and they marched me to the lake in silence. Damn that Joey he is gonna pay for this......if only I knew how I'd later thank him.
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