Chapter Four of Ralph's Stories
The Band Trip
by
Larry Marian
Char and Abby sat side by side in the bus carrying a mixed bag of middle and high school band members heading for performances by five schools selected from around the state. Both girls talked quietly about what to expect and how they would do. Char played the clarinet while Abby played the flute, making for a nice duet. They also talked about their respective boy friends - Tony, who was somebody who would take the Alpha male role, while Ralph was the Beta, or maybe the Gamma. Ralph lost his ruling position after Tony moved from another state. In addition Ralph's girl friend of a year was Char, but Tony found Abby for Ralph. After a week or so, Char settled down with Tony while Ralph became satisfied with Abby. The trip was a total of five hours, counting two rest stops on the way, plus lunch, so close to six hours, more than many had near gone so far. Or long. Char and Abby would share a hotel room with two beds. They would sleep in the hotel Friday and Saturday, then return on Sunday after a final performance. They understood that boys would also share rooms with boys. "Good idea," Char said. "No telling what they might have in mind." This was, of course said in a hushed tone. "Might be interesting if we get the wrong room," Abby said, again quietly. "Would you go for a one night stand?" Char said. "Or a two night one? We have Friday night and Saturday night." "No telling about the bus on Sunday," Abby said in a hushed voice. A male voice came from the seat in front of them. "I'm available." The voice was low, as though the speaker talked to them between the two seats. "So am I," came a second male voice. "So are you at Mary Mount Middle or High? I'm Gerald, sophomore - High of course." "And I'm Martin, also sophomore. And you?" "I'm Char and my close friend Abby. We're both in eighth grade. So what instruments do you play?" She leaned real close to Abby. "Those are real masculine voices. I could go for either voice." "Me, too. They talk like that and I might start getting wet from other voice." "I play the drums and Martin plays cymbals and guitar. So what do you girls play?" Abby laughed. "I play the flute and Char plays clarinet." There was a long pause and an obvious whisper exchange from Martin and Gerald. Finally one of the teen boys said, again between the seats, "So are you both interested in a one or two night stand?" Again some whispering, this time from Char and Abby. "Maybe," Char said. Again male whispering. This time short and sweet. "Since you play woodwinds, do you give blow jobs?" "Sure. But only for guys we know and like," Char said, a bit louder. "This is Gerald. According to Mr. Clarke, we're about ten minutes before the first rest stop. Lets introduce ourselves there. I guess the last couple of minutes was all a joke, right girls?" Char and Abby looked at each other. "Girls at least gotta pee, fellows. But we can move quick. " "Okay, Gerald," Abby said. "Attention in the bus. Driver says we will be in the rest stop in five minutes. NO CONFUSION! Get off the bus from back to front. Form up and load from front to back. UNDERSTAND?" "YES, MR. CLARKE!" responded as middle and high school band players would. Char and Abby were about 1/3 of the way from the back of the bus, with Abby seated on the aisle seat. As the rear seats cleared towards her, she noticed that the boy in front of her was a very light brown guy with a smiling face. At once she turned back to see how progress was and stood up. The bus emptied in record time, with a lot of the riders heading for the bathroom. Char and Abby moved as fast as possible, so as they left the female section the two girls were stopped by two high school boys, one Abby recognized and the second several shades darker. Both grinned. "I'm Gerald, the drummer boy." Both Char and Abby noticed he was the darker of the two, so Martin had to be the lighter "I'm Martin of cymbals and guitar - but not at the same time." "So I'm Char, with the clarinet. This is my new best friend, Abby on the flute." "So we have two black boys meeting two white girls," Gerald said with a laugh. "Or two white girls meeting two black boys," Char said. "We can start passing secret messages back and forth about blow jobs and one night stands. That's something I've never had." "Which one you never had?" Martin asked. "A one night stand. Or two of them," Char said. "Me neither," Martin said. "Yeah," Gerald said. "Hey, let's make sure we eat lunch together. Okay?" Char said. "Great idea," Gerald said. "Line up to return to the bus!" Mr. Clarke commanded, and they mostly did, from front to back. The rest of the trip continued without incident, except for the four students, two girls and two boys, two white and two black, talking over ideas at lunch and the second rest break . At lunch Mr. Clarke and the four other chaperones passed out their room assignment for the two nights. The four, as planned managed to grab one of the many tables for four, then looked at their room assignment. "Okay, you high school boys, where are you?" Char said. "We have 702," Gerald said. "And it turns out three guys are brothers, us and Nick though Sam is white. That bother you two white girls?" "Grew up with black kids," Char said. "Me, too," Abby chimed in. "You guys don't bother me. And we're not in the same room. We're in 503 and it's for two guests only." "So this talk about blow jobs is a joke and two night stands?" Martin said. Char and Abby exchanged glances. "You guys are high school and we're middle. You guys and the other two are black and we're white. We have boy and girl. I have a boy friend. But my boy friend took away his old girl friend and sort of forced Abby's new boy friend on him. Here's what I think. Get the two other guys. Maybe we can sneak the two other boys into our room and we can get in the room with Gerald and Martin tonight. How does that sound? " "What a great idea!" Martin said. "I know the other two - but by the way, one of those two other guys is white, and both juniors. The other two, Abby and Gerald totally agreed. Several hours passed slowly by. Char and Abby stripped to bra and panties, then with a bathrobe. "We are going to Gerald and Martin, right?" Abby said. "I really don't want to suck some guy I really don't know." "Maybe Gerald or Martin wouldn't like you to suck one of them," Char replied. Abby giggled. There was a very light rap on the door at 2300. "Who is it?" Chad asked through the door. "Nick and Sam. Coast is clear." Chad opened the door to two tall boys, one white, one black . "See you tomorrow night," Chad said to them as they passed to the two beds of Gerald or Martin. With that, Gerald and Martin sat up, as far as the girls could see, bare from their waistlines. "Just grab a bed," Gerald said. "What was that about a blow job?" Abby asked coyly. "Okay. We'll stand up as you two white girls suck us off," Martin said. "Blow me. I don't care which white ho sucks me," Gerald said quietly.
"Here goes," Char said. Martin and Gerald stood up side by side along one bed, completely void of any clothing, both with hard dicks, both in the five inch plus range at least. Char dropped down beside Martin while Abby, did the same for Gerald. Both girls grabbed the appropriate hard cock, rested a pair of balls in one hand, then fed the cock into her mouth to begin to take a fifteen year old black dick to shoot cum into a thirteen year old mouth. Both guys began to moan at once. "Christ Char sucks like a cleaner," Martin said as Martin's dick slid back and forth. "Never had a blow job like Abby's," Gerald said. "Gotta have Char suck me next." "Agreed. Hand up if you blow me next, Abby," Martin said. The two swapped. All four noticed the time - creeping up on midnight. Not taking notice, Gerald and Martin both got back into bed, still nude as Char and Abby also climbed nude into a bed, not caring whose bed they were in. With the lights off and two alarms set for the approved 0530, two white girls and two black boys reached for the other. Not really caring, Abby and Char both rolled to their backs, spread their legs, and held out their arms. Gerald and Martin slid up between the two girls, cocks hard again. "You're safe?" each boy said. "It's okay," each girl said. The two boys shot their load into the pussy of two girls, giving them attention as the girls got fucked. "Want to swap?" Char asked. "Fuck yeah. You girls are amazing," Gerald said. So Abby and Char swapped with Gerald and Martin. Ten minutes later after orgasms, four teens went to a sound sleep until two alarms, five minutes, apart woke the four up to have a rapid shower, the water still running, then getting dried and dressed for breakfast and the final rehearsal for the first performance in the afternoon. As they got ready for their first performance, Char, Abby, Gerald, and Martin all worked hard to fasten to how they would perform, rather 1900 on the stage. Despite being in different sections of the orchestra, each was able to hug the other as the four realized they had melded to each other. The performance went well, with two encores before they got bussed back to the hotel and to dinner. Afterwards the four, Char, Abby, Gerald, and Martin went back to meet with Nick and Sam. After some chat, Char and Abby hid in the bathroom as Gerald and Martin went to the room Char and Abby went to be in with Nick and Sam. As Char and Abbey finally got into bed with Nick and Sam, the two couples talked for several minutes. Things seemed to be at a standstill as the two middle school girls and the two high school boys made furtive contact towards each other. Finally Char reached over to Nick. "I hope you're okay with this. You mind if this white ho sucks your black dick?" Nick laughed. "You can suck my purple dick if you want." Char took Nick's cock in hand to lower her mouth to his hard dick. "Yeah," Abby said as she slid her mouth towards Sam's hard cock. In moments the two couples went to work. Soon, Nick moaned. "Gonna cum if you don't want me to cum in your mouth, White girl." "Cum in my mouth," Char said. Nick did. "Damn you make my dick feel so good," Sam said. "Cumming!" Abby began to take in Sam's cum. "Hope that's okay," Sam said as Abby swallowed the teen girl's acceptance of his cum. "Fine," she said. "You sucked a dick before? " Sam said. "You're the sixth, I guess. But I guess we need to get to sleep for a few hours." "You're right. And you're a sweet guy, Sam. " "You are too, Abby. But you seem to have a real boyfriend." "I do, Sam. But maybe we can meet again.
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