Keepin' it in the family

It was mid 1999. After living on my own for 2 yrs (and a few horrible experiences with roommates and a bad break-up with my fiance.. will explain that in another post) I decided to move back in with my parents. Once I was back on my own stomping grounds, I fell in with my old crowd.

It was a Thursday night and a few of my friends invited me out to a small party at a pier after dark. I showed up and realized I only knew my 2 girl friends, but didn't know anyone else. As I was introduced around, I noticed a blonde-haired, blue-eyed cutie sitting by himself on a piece of driftwood. Making a mental note to ask about him later, I continued working my way around saying hi. Not 5 minutes later, I see another blonde-haired, blue-eyed cutie who looked almost exactly like the 1st one I saw. I finally decided to ask my friend who they were, and she told me they were twins; Duwayne and wayne. I thought to myself how funny it was for 2 VERY white guys to have such an urban name. My friend went on to tell me that they were the oldest of 5 boys. Ron, who was also there (and hotter than any of them), looked just like them and was only a few years younger. But the 2 youngest boys were currently in jail. Ron had brought his friend John, who could have easily passed as another brother. All 4 boys were blonde, but their body styles varied greatly.

While Duwayne and Wayne were only about 5'8" with a thin frame, Ron and his friend John were over 6ft tall and very muscular. The twins were always found off to side from everyone while Ron and John were the life of the party.

Before the night was over, I struck up a conversation with Duwayne, he was super shy but I found that attractive. With in the week we were dating and within a month we had broken up. His twin, Wayne, while he shared the shyness that Duwayne had, he wasn't AS shy and we seemed to have more in common. Duwayne would disappear sometimes with out telling anyone where he was for days. I would come by to pick him up for our date or to go to a party and he'd be gone but Wayne was there. We began spending more time together before we realized it, we were dating. Duwayne didn't mind, as he had already gotten back together with his ex.

What I DIDN'T know about Wayne, was that he was an alcoholic. 26 years old and already addicted to the bottle. Every time we'd hang out, it was at a bar. Ron and John frequented bars often as well, so a lot of the time we all would hang out. Though I wasn't old enough to drink, they would sneak me in anyway. It didn't take long for the bar scene to wear on me. I was tired of each and every date being at the bar. We never would go out and do anything else.

1 night, we were at our 'regular' bar; me, Wayne, Ron and John. A friend of theirs was in a band and they were playing that night. Within a few hours, Wayne was so drunk he was begining to get sick and asked me to drive him home. Ron noticed how irritated I was and said to call if I wanted to come back after I dropped Wayne off. I figured I would just go home, I wasn't having much fun anyway.

The car ride to Wayne's place was only 5 minutes away but throughout the whole ride all Wayne did was puke. He wouldn't let me pull over to let him puke on the side of the road, but at least he was nice enough to roll down the window and splatter it on the side of my car (ugh). Needless to say, I was SUPER pissed by the time I got to his house so instead of dropping him off at HIS place, I went 1 street over and dropped him off. He was so drunk he didn't even realize and I left him passed out on someone else's lawn.

I decided to go back to the bar to see if Ron and/or John could help me get the puke off me car even though it was after midnight, I didn't want it stuck to my car all night long. I called Ron and he met me outside in the parking lot. After many bottles of water and some soap from the bathroom, my car was at least clean on the passenger side. Afterwards, he invited me back in for some pool and I went. I don't know what came over me that night, but I kept having them order shots of Tequila for me. Near closing time I was so drunk I could hardly stand up straight and told the guys I was going home. Ron asked if I could give him a ride back to his and John's place b/c John wanted to stay longer but he was ready to leave as well.. so I did.

We pulled up at their house, only to realize he didn't have his house key. Him and John had rode together to the bar in John's car and Ron hadn't grabbed his own keys. He asked me to stick around until John got home, which should be within an hr. I decided it was probably best since I was too drunk to drive at the moment and getting a little sleep would probably do me some good. Sleep didn't come though. I don't know if it was the alcohol or the fact that I thought he was gorgous, but we were all over each other. In my little 2 door sports car, we were going at it like a bunch of rabbits. He leaned over and slide his hand down the front of my jeans, rubbing gingerly on my clit, I unzipped his jeans and began stroking his growing dick. I came 1st and he pulled my jeans the rest of the way off, my shirt now up around my neck. I climbed over onto his seat as he reclined and straddled him. I leaned back and rested my back against the dash as he reached down and found my clit once again. I put both of my feet on the seat and spread my legs so that he could control the pace. We were getting faster and faster, the windows were all fogged up and we both were about to come when we heard a knock on the passenger window. We froze.

OMG! WHO IS IT? I hoped to God it wasn't the cops! We were SO busted!!

He came with a bang

The bi-weekly meetings with The Cop continued and while I enjoyed the sex greatly, my body was begining to feel the after effects from his large dick. I couldn't sit comfortably and surely couldn't wear a thong most of the time. A break came when he told me that he and his family were going on vacation for a few weeks, but that he definately wanted to see me as soon as he got back. Relieved that I was going to be able to heal up a bit, I promised to make time for him when he returned.

As promised, the night he returned I recieved a phone call from him. He wanted to meet up that night and I agreed. An hour later I was pulling up to our regular meeting place, the hotel. I checked in, got to the room and texted him to let him know I was there. 10 minutes later his familiar knock was at the door.

No sooner had I opened the door he began to pull every shred of clothing off me. I was little taken back but quickly got into the swing of things.

"God I miss your body" he whispered to me as we made our way to the bed

"hmmm... I've missed yours too" I replied, as my hand slid down to his zipper and I grabbed a handful of hard dick.

There was no time for foreplay... he tossed me on the bed like I was a weightless rag doll. He hadn't even taken off his clothes, but instead just unzipped his pants, opened the flap of his boxers and entered me. I let out a gasp and my fingers dug into his shirt. God! That hurt!!

Just as I was getting used to his size again, he pulled out and flipped me over onto my stomach. While this is my favorite position, his size sometimes made it a bit uncomfortable. He was pounding me like a jackhammer and I started to crawl away. The pain was getting a little hard to handle.

When I started crawling away from his monsterous dick, he came. He came so hard he push me into the headboard and I let out a moan.

"Shit! You O.K.???" He asked, trying to catch his breath

"umm.. yea I think so" I crawled out from under him, rubbing the top of my head. While in my past I had head injuries before.. never once was it from sex. I prayed I wouldn't pass out or need stitches. How the hell was I gonna explain THAT to the ER Doc?

"Can you turn the light on to see if I'm bleeding? It hurts like a bitch"

After he turned on the light, he was gracious enough to check for any open wounds or bumps.

"Nahh.. you're not bleeding, but it's already turning into a goose-egg"

"Ohh just great!! Thnks a lot you ass!! You could have given me a damn concusion!!" I said, half laughing half serious.

"Oh baby, I'm sorry!! I'll go grab some ice from down the hall"

He quickly dressed and left with the bucket in hand. I laid there still naked wondering if I SHOULD go to the hospital. He came back shortly with ice and a bag. I watched him load the bag of ice and bring it over, carefully placing it on my head.

"I'm so sorry! I don't know what got into me! Are you sure you're O.K.?"
He said, trying to stiffle a laugh. I wanted to slap the shit out of him right then.

"It's fine. You didn't try to knock me out on purpose.." I trailed off

"Let me make it up to you"

"And how's that?" I asked rolling back over onto my back trying to keep the ice in place.

Without any words he slid down the bed and parted my legs. His tongue slowly licked my lips and I was starting to forget about my near-concusion experience. He found my clit and lapped at it like a hungry animal, inserting 2 fingers inside of me at the same time. I dropped the ice too caught up in the moment and came hard against his face.

I drifted off to sleep with a smile. A smile and a pounding headache.

The First Real Meeting

A week and a few phone calls later, The Cop and I agreed to meet on his side of town. Neither of us could hang out at our places so we decided on meeting at a hotel. I got there early a lot earlier than he did so I decided to check in and wait for him inside.

15 minutes later I was unlocking the hotel room door. It was completely dark and smelled musty so the 1st thing I did was turn on the a/c full blast. The more time clicked by, the more nervous I got. It wasn't long when my phone started ringing, The Cop calling to say he was in the parking lot. I gave him the room number and my stomach began doing flips. I don't know why I was so nervous, but I was jumping out of my skin.

It seemed like only seconds later that there was a knock at the door. Looking through the peephole I saw him standing there and swung the door open. He immediately gave me a huge bear hug and stepped inside, looking around. "Hmm.. I thought this place would be better looking inside. The outside makes you think it's really nice. If I had known it was like this, I would have never suggested it. I'm sorry"

"Don't worry about. Not like I'm going to be staying here all night. It'll serve it's purpose." With that, I closed the door, knowing the time was now and there was no going back.

He sat down at the foot of the bed, facing the T.V and I sat across from him on the side. Neither of us said anything for a good 5 minutes. We just stared at the T.V., not saying anything or looking at eachother.

He cleared his throat, "So.."

"Yea.." It was obvious we were both nervous and didn't know how to start. He stood up and began shutting off the lights in the room, but turned on the bathroom light. He walked back into the room and sat very close to me, "Just so you know, I don't kiss on the mouth."

"Me either. It's too personal and it's not like we're... well.. you know dating or anything"

"I'm glad we both understand." He answered as he began to kiss my neck. His hands started wondering underneath my shirt, pulled it off and unhooked my bra. We layed back against the bed and I could feel him getting hard against my leg. His hands and mouth explored by body inch by inch. His mouth settling on my nipple, his hand unbuttoning my jeans.

I was completely naked, though he still had on all of his clothes. I wanted to feel his flesh against mine so I began stripping him. His phone starting ringing and we both froze. Thoughts ran through my head wondering if it was his wife calling wondering where he was. What if something happened? What if his baby was sick? I looked up at him and told him he better check it, just to make sure. Thankfully, it wasn't her, it was his friend, a The Deputy. He put the phone back on the night stand and we picked up where we left off.

His fingers found my most sensitive spots and I came fast. I rolled him over onto his back and continued undressing him. I pulled his jeans and boxers off as he threw his shirt across the room. Kneeling beside him, I grabbed his dick and began massaging it. The more I touched it, the more I licked and sucked it, the harder he got. I could tell he was about to cum and looked up at him, waiting for a sign. Did he want me to finish him this way or were we going to fuck?

His answer came by pulling me up and pushing me on my back. I expected him to enter me, but instead he kissed my body some more while inserting 2 fingers and flicking my clit. I came again and by now was begging him to fuck me. He rolled me onto my stomach and pulled me up to my knees. If I was expecting a slow start, I was mistaken. He entered with so much force I fell back onto my stmoach. He was so large, it hurt like hell. But.. it was a hurt so good kind of pain. I knew from giving him head the week before how large he was. But seeing it and actually having it IN you were 2 totally different things. His dick was so large it felt like I was being stretched to hell and back. He pulled me back to my knees, grabbing me by the hips and pounded. Chills ran over my body and my back arched. Grabbing a handfull of my hair, pulling my head back, he leaned down and kissed my neck. I was already covered in sweat and my breathing was shallow and quick. His other hand reached under and began flicking my clit. I came again. I knew I was moaning loud so I burried my face in a pillow. His grunting became louder as well and I could hear what sounded like a growl begin forming in his chest. Out of nowhere, I felt a slap and my ass stung. That instantly made me whip my head up and push back against him, getting into a synched rhythm.

Once more, a slap to my ass, he pulled my hair, pulling me harder against him as he let out a long deep moan. He collapsed ontop of me, pushing me back down flat. I rolled out from underneath him and we laid in silence, trying to collect ourselves.

"Jesus! Fuck..." He sighed

"Yea.. no shit" I replied as we both drifted off to a post-sex nap.

The car's good for more than just driving

I waited almost a week before I decided to contact The Cop. Though I have to admit, I thought about him often. I would occasionally swing by the gas station to see Eye Candy, but really, it was to see if The Cop was there. Which.. he never was.

I sent him a text to his pager: "Hey, it's J. Just wanted to say hi and see what's up. Here's my number if you want to call when you're free"

No more than 2 minutes later my cell phone went off. It was a blocked number so I almost didn't answer, but did anyway. Boy was I glad I did. The Cop was calling from his work cell, and all Law Enforcement cell phone numbers are blocked. We chatted a few minutes to get caught up. He told me he was glad I called, but had started to think I wasn't going to since he hadn't heard from me yet. We made plans to get together on Friday night. Neither of us had to work that night and I went in late the next day. Plenty of time to do..... whatever.

Saturday evening I got ready and texted his pager to tell him I was on my way. He called back right away saying his wife, who was supposed to be out for the night, ended up not going and we obviously couldn't hang out there. He was at his friends John's house (who was also a cop) but we decided to meet up at the pool at his apartment complex and figure it out from there. I wasn't THAT comfortable with him yet to hang out at some guys house I didn't know.. cop or not.

45 minutes later, I pulled into the pool's parking area and he was already waiting for me. We sat by the pool for what seemed only a few minutes (but was really almost 2 hrs) just talking and of course, flirting. We were both pretty thirsty, it was hot and humid and the summer after all, so we hopped into my car to go to the nearest 7-11 to get a drink. While I drove, his hand wondered up and down my inner thigh. He grabbed my hand and placed it on his zipper. The man was already rock hard.

We got to 7-11 and as we chose our drinks we found any way to touch eachother. A hand across the butt. Him pressing his hard dick against my back as he reached for something. By the time we left, we were both turned on. We went back to his complex, but instead of going to sit at the pool, he directed me to a secluded place in the back and I parked. We couldn't get our seatbelts off fast enough, we were all over each other. He was tugging at my shorts while I tugged at his zipper. His hand found it easier to just go up my pant leg instead of unbuttoning my shorts. Instantly he found my clit and began flicking it. I was enjoying it too much to keep fighting with his zipper so I sat back and relaxed as his finger brought me to climax for the first time. I wanted more, he wanted to give me more, but what I wanted the most was to suck his dick so I pushed his hand away.

I leaned back over and started to unzip his jeans again. He took the hint and leaned back in his seat, reclining it until it was almost flat. Slowly, I unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans then pulled his boxer flap to the side. What emerged is not what I expected at all. His dick flopped out and if there was a light around, it would have been an eclipse. His dick was HUGE!! And I couldn't wait to have it. I went at it like I was a hungry bear coming out of hibernation. Unfortunately, my mouth is small, his dick was big.. so.. I couldn't take all of him. But I did as best I could without gagging. He started with the dirty talk, then leaned over some so he could finger me some more. Minutes later I was cumming again and I could tell he was close.

"Just warn me. Don't do it in my mouth, please"

"You have any napkins or anything?"

I grabbed some from the glovebox and continued on. By this point, his back was arched and he was grabbing my hair. His breathing was becoming shallow and fast and I knew he was about to blow (no pun intended). I heard a low growl eminating from his chest and he pulled me away by my hair. The napkins weren't much of any help, as he released himself all over my shirt instead. The napkins WERE useful to clean me up though.

We both regained our composure and I lit a cigarette.

"Damn"

"Yea.. no shit. That was fuckin hot. I can't remember the last time I had head in the car. Maybe when I was like 17 or something..."

I giggled and continued smoking.

"We DEFINATELY need to hang out again. Except.. maybe not in your car, it's a little cramped."

"Well.. where else are we gonna go? Can't go to my house, my parents.. and can't go to your house, your wife is there"

"Don't worry. I'll think of something.. and soon too."

We chatted a few more minutes then said our goodbyes with promises to get together the following week when we both were off. I couldn't wait. If it was this good in the car, it HAD to be great when we had more room.

The County's finest

After that night at Cool's house (read: Eye Candy post) I would never hang out with Eye Candy any where else besides his own place or Angels. I would still go and visit him at the gas station where he worked nights occasionally after I got off work.

One evening about midnight, I pulled into the gas station to pop in and say "Hi" to Eye Candy. The store was pretty much empty except for the other cashier, 1 customer and a Cop. I jumped out of my car and strolled inside. Eye Candy was leaning on the counter chatting with the Cop but when he saw me enter, he smiled. The Cop turned to see what he was looking at, and when he saw me, he nodded his head as to say "hey", told Eye Candy he needed to step outside but would be back in a few.

Eye Candy had some things around the store to do, so I followed him around chatting as he did his work. I had a favor to ask him, I needed help changing the bulb of my tail light because it burned out and I had no idea how to do it. He said as soon as he finished restocking the drinks, he'd be more than willing to take a look. We chatted a few minutes longer when the Cop walked back inside and joined our conversation. Within minutes, the Cop started teasing me and it was really getting old. I told Eye Candy that I was going outside to smoke and to come out when he was done.

I walked outside, lit my cigarette and leaned against my car. A voice behind me said, "You shouldn't smoke, it's bad for your health" Oh like I had NEVER heard that before. I turned around to see the Cop standing a few feet behind me. I rolled my eyes, said "Oh really? I didn't know that.. gee.. why didn't someone tell me that before?" I said sarcastically and turned back around. God, he was irritating. You think he would have taken the hint, but he didn't. He walked closer to me, trying to stir up a conversation.

"So, what's your name?"

"J"

"Ohh really? Huh.. that's funny"

"And why the hell is that funny?"

"Ohh.. hahah it's nothing"

This man was really starting to piss me off. "Nothing, huh. Was something, if it made you chuckle."

"Well.. you really wanna know?"

"I asked didn't I?" Is it illegal to be rude to a Cop when you're just having a conversation? When he isn't pulling you over or anything? I wondered to myself.

"Hmm.. well.. maybe I'll tell you before you leave" He smirked and walked back inside. I stomped on my cigarette and walked back inside behind him. I didn't know why, but damn it this man made me madder than a wet cat.

"You done yet?" I asked Eye Candy as I walked back into the store.

"Just a few more minutes. Sorry!"

I sighed and went to browse the magazine rack while I waited. I tried to stay away from the Cop as much as possible. I didn't want to go to jail for going off on an Officer of the Law. My attempts to put some distance in between us didn't work and he joined me over at the magazines a few minutes later. I noticed he stood very close to me but as I tried to step back, I almost tripped. The jerk was standing on my shoe lace.. ON PURPOSE! I bent down to tie my shoe and while I did, he made some remark I didn't quiet hear, but I knew if I had, I would have said something rude. A few minutes later, the same thing. This time, when I bent down to tie the shoe lace again, I heard him say something along the lines of "Yea, I like to see you bent over"

Without thinking, I stood up and kicked him square in the shin. "OW!! What the fuck you do that for!?" he yelled

First I laughed, then I was afraid. Surely I was going to jail now. I just assulted an officer. "I heard what you said jerk!"

He leaned in close to my face, "I could take you to jail right now. You know that, right?"

I knew I better think quick. For a few seconds, I just stared at him. I don't know why, but my anger fled and a new sensation washed over me. I realized he was HOT! Like, I wanted to throw him down on the nasty gas station floor and fuck his brains out hot. So, I straightened my back and leaned closer in to him, "Yea.. well.. I have a feeling I wouldn't make it to jail" I said, with a smile forming on my lips.

"And why is that" he whispered so faintly I could barely hear him

"Because you'd let me go"

"And why would I do that?"

We were whispering so softly, I was surprised either of us heard what the other was saying. "Because, how are you going to explain that the girl you're bringing in.. you just fucked in the back seat of your cop car?"

He just stared at me with mixed emotions in his face.

"Go outside" He demanded

I was still nervous. I didn't know this guy at all. I knew there was still a chance he could take me to jail, but if he did, I'd definately have some ammo up my sleeve. Thankfully, the gas station had cameras inside and if I needed to use those to show he was harrassing me, then I knew Eye Candy would help.

"I'm going back outside" I yelled over my should to Eye Candy as I followed the Cop out.

Once outside, the Cop leaned against the hood on his car staring at me.

"Yes?" I asked

"So.. You wanna know why I laughed when you told me your name?"

"Yes, I do"

"Well, all the J's I've ever met have always been freaky."

"You calling me a freak????" I asked, some what insulted

"No.. No.. not like worship the devil freak. But more like.. a freak in bed, freak"

"Ohhhhhhh" I said, producing yet another smile.

"So.. does the tradition continue?"

"I don't know. Guess you'll have to find out"

"Hmm.. maybe 1 day I will."

And with that, Eye Candy walked out. The Cop said he had some paperwork to do in his car and got in. Eye Candy walked over to my car and started to look around. He couldn't figure out how to change the lightbulb either so we both gave up. I stuck around for a little bit longer then told him I had to leave. As he was giving me a hug goodbye, a minivan came into the parking lot and stopped behind my car. I turned to see who it was, but I didn't recognize the woman. Something was yelled to us, but I didn't hear what was said, then the minivan left.

"Someone you know?" I asked Eye Candy

"Yea..." He said and looked away

"Well? Who was that?"

"My wife"

"WHAT! YOU HAVE A FUCKING WIFE!??"

"Yea.. but we're seperated. We haven't been together in over a year. She's just pissed 'cus I'm late with my child support"

"What a damn minute! I thought you said you had none when we were at Cool's house"

"No. I said nine."

"WHAT!?? You have fucking nine kids!?!"

"Yea.. why do you think I have so many jobs? I have to pay child support for all of them."

Holy Jesus Christ! Nine fucking kids?!? Seriously? After that, I excused myself and got in my car to leave. I saw the Cop look over and I waved goodbye. I was pissed, to say the least. So, I backed my car up and pulled out of the gas station. When I did, my tires squeeled a little, but I didn't care. The speed limit was 40 on that street, but I was doing 50mph. In my rearview mirror, I saw The Cop pull out of the gas station as well, going the same direction I was and his lights were on. I knew he was coming after me, but I just kept driving faster. After I got up to 65mph, I decided I better pull over so I pulled into a vacant parking lot. He pulled up beside me, got out and leaned over the top of his car.

"You know why I pulled you over?" He asked, acting all serious

"Umm.. cus you forgot to get my number?" I asked, trying to make light of the situation

"Hahaha. You're funny. Do you know you have a tail light out? And you were speeding?"

"Uhh.. YEA! I know about the tail light. That's what I came up to ask Eye Candy to help me with. I have it right here if you want to try to figure it out." I said sarcastically

"Nope. But you need to get it fixed. Other Cops won't be as nice as I am."

"Oh you call what you are nice?" I asked, as he made his way around his car to my window

"Of course I'm nice. You don't think so?"

"You threatened to take me to jail"

"And you propositioned a cop"

"No I didn't. I just said you'd have a hard time explaining that the girl you were bringing in, you fucked in your car"

"So, you weren't asking me to fuck you?"

"Why, do you want to?"

"And if I say yes?" He was so close to me I could see the beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

"Then we need to meet up sometime"

His radio went off and he had to go to respond to a call. "Here's my pager, call me and we'll meet up" He said as he turned to walk away.

"You sure about this?"

"Oh yes. I'm definately sure" He answered as he slid into the car and pulled away.

I decided I'd wait a few days and give him a call. Surely I'd be safer with a Cop than I was with Eye Candy and Cool.

A Lovely Poem From The Logger

Just wanted to share an email I received from a friend of mine who lives in Washington state and works as a Logger, that really cracked me up. I was complaining about how hot the weather is here and he was complaining that it wasn't warm enough there. Anyway, to me, his email sounded more like a poem than anything else.

So, here it is..

"I'm horny. you and your above 80 temperatures suck. I will just sit here and enjoy the 80 degrees we have right now.

I'm horny. Doesn't happen much anymore, but I am horny.

Look, I used caps and apostrophe's. Amazing.

I'm frustrated.

Horny, and only a little spit and a dirty hand to fix it with.

I gotta go wash my hands, thanks for this."

So, did anyone else find it as funny as I did? :)

Eye Candy

It was towards the end of 2002 and while coming back with a friend; Angel from visiting another friend The Trainer (whom I'll post more about later) and his roommate, Angel and I stopped into a 7-11 to grab a drink. She had cotton mouth and I was feeling pretty dehydrated after the nights festivities with The Trainer. Him and I were like friends with benefits more than anything else. We saw each other occasionally but it never went on beyond that, so it didn't stop me from flirting with others.

We were just pulling out of the parking lot of the convenience store when I spotted a tall, dark-skinned black man walking from the gas pumps. He was bout 6 ft tall, thin, shaved head and looked like he was chiseled out of stone. I stopped the car and gave the Eye candy a whistle which prompted a 30minute conversation with him. Angel was getting irritated, her high was coming down and she wanted to go to bed. I exchanged numbers with Eye Candy and we went on our way.

I worked only about 10 minutes away from the 7-11, where he worked as a night manager for a 2nd job. I worked evenings, getting off at 11pm, so every once in a while I'd stop in after work to say hi. 1 evening I stopped in to say hi, and we made plans for the next night. Him, me and Angel would meet up with his friend Cool and just see what would happen. I called Angel to make sure she could make it and went home.

The next night I went over to Angels house about 9pm, agreeing to pick up Eye Candy at 10. For lack of lighting and bad directions, her and I got lost and ended up having him walk down to a corner store so we could find him. Once we arrived, he jumped in, giving us directions on how to get to Cool's house.

We pulled into Cool's driveway about 20 minutes later. This definitely wasn't an area of town 2 middle-class white girls were known to frequent, unless you were looking for some hard core drugs. I was a little nervous about getting out, shot Angel a cautious look, she shrugged and we both exited the car. We made our way up the stairs to Cool's front door, all the while, my stomach churning. I was getting an uneasy feeling, but brushed it off.

Cool answered the door to my surprise, the music emanating from his house was deafening and I was shocked he even heard us. He ushered us in, glancing out the door once before shutting it. Eye Candy plopped down on the couch, I sat next to him while Angel sat on the other side of me. Cool was sliding into a chair to the left of us. I was taking my time looking him up and down, trying to asses him, hoping it would relax me a little. I felt a sharp jab to my ribs from the right and I looked over at Angel like, "What the fuck is your problem???". When I looked at her, she motioned with her head towards the T.V. so I followed her gaze. Porn was playing on the T.V. I looked back at Angel with yet ANOTHER "What the Fuck!" face. We were both thinking the same thing...

"Did they think we were going to have an orgy? Or a gang-bang? Or just rape us both?? Surely they didn't' expect her and I to do anything with each other??!!?"

I leaned into Eye Candy, hoping it would provide some security. Angel asked if she could smoke a cigarette inside but Cool said no, we'd have to go outside. We decided to wait a few minutes and try to engage Cool into conversation, hoping we could try to figure out what he was thinking/planning.

He wasn't a very talkative guy, so her and I gave up on it after only 5 minutes. We excused ourselves to go outside and smoke. We obviously wanted to talk to each other out of earshot of the guys. We grabbed our purses and walked back down the external stairs to stand by her car. We each smoked 2 cigarettes in record time, we were both very nervous. I'm not sure if it was us being naive, or that we kind of enjoyed the adrenaline we had because of feeling like we were in the face of danger, but we decided to stay.

We snubbed out our cigarettes and walked back towards the stairs in hushed conversation. Suddenly, we heard major rustling in the giant tree above us and froze. We didn't know if we should run up the stairs or just jump in the car and leave. She grabbed my wrist, as if I would be able to offer any security. I was just as freaked as she was. Before we had the change to make up our minds, something heavy feel out of the tree just behind us and moaned. We screamed and ran up the stairs holding hands like something was after us. We barged through Cool's front door shaking and out of breath, slamming it behind us. Eye Candy and Cool were just as startled as we were from the noise we had created trying to get inside.

"What the fuck is all that shit about?" Cool asked, obviously irritated.

Angel and I started talking at record speed on top of each other. It was obvious neither guy new what the hell we were saying and Eye Candy tried to get me to calm down. Eventually Angel and I were able to make a comprehensible sentence and as we continued talking Eye Candy got up and looked out the widow. Sure enough, there was a man still half laying on the ground between Angel's car and the stairs. Cool laughed, apparently thinking it was the funniest thing he's ever heard.

"Oh that's just Leroy. He's a major crackhead and always climbs trees when he's high, but is never able to get back down and usually falls" Cool said still laughing. Eye Candy joined in on the laughter, I guess it was pretty funny to see two VERY white girls scared out of their wits by a true crackhead.

Eye Candy could tell I wasn't too happy with him laughing at us and asked if he could talk to me in the other room where it wasn't so loud. I agreed and Cool said we could use the 1st room on the left down the hall to talk. I tried to navigate in the complete darkness with poise, unfortunately, it didn't work and I stumbled on some very small pink shoes.

"Does Cool have kids?" I asked Eye Candy

"Yea, 2 girls. But they live with their mom and only come to visit"

Well, that explained the shoes I feel over. Once we were in the room, Eye Candy turned on a dim light and we tried to talk. The music was still very loud in there so it was hard to hear what he was saying, so I resorted to try reading his lips.

"How many kids do you have?" I mouthed, knowing he couldn't hear me either

"None" He mouthed back, or so I thought.

Before I was able to ask any more questions, he leaned in and kissed me. It was our first kiss and I quickly got into it. Before I realized, we were laying on the mattress, which was on the floor in the center of the room, completely naked. Our hands and mouths were exploring each others bodies. I crawled down between his legs and grabbed his already hardened dick with my hands. I wrapped my lips around the head of his dick as his fingers found the right spot to make me moan. I didn't want him to cum from head and I knew he was close so I released his dripping dick from my mouth and looked up at him. With 1 sudden movement, I was on all 4's facing away from the bedroom door as he entered me from behind. We were in a synced rhythm and I was about to cum for the 2nd time when I heard something beside me and what I thought was a 3rd hand rubbing my ass.

Confused because I knew Eye Candy couldn't possibly be THAT flexible or have 3 hands, I turned to see Cool standing in front of me with his hard dick only inches away from my mouth and his hand begin to creep between my legs trying to find my clit around Eye Candy's dick. I screamed and tried to crawl away but Eye Candy had a hold of my hips and all it did was push me flat onto my stomach. Eye Candy slid out of me and I rolled over onto my back. Cool leaned down, grabbed me by the hair and tried to shove his hard dick in my mouth while Eye Candy thought it would be a good time to try to re-enter me. I pushed myself up onto my elbows and looked directly into Cool's eyes.

"I swear to fucking god, if you even TRY to put that fucking thing in my mouth I'm going to bite it the fuck off! And how are you going to rape me with no fucking dick!"

As I said this, I pulled both of my knees up to my chest and pushed with all my might, hitting Eye Candy in the chest with me feet and sending him falling to his back. Cool looked startled and took a few steps back. Eye Candy swore and got onto his knees.

"What the fuck, Man! Why'd you come in here!?" Eye Candy yelled at Cool. Cool had a confused look on his face but quickly pulled his pants back up and left the room. I sat there staring at Eye Candy for a minute, not sure what to do or what to ask. Finally, after a few seconds, I took in a breath.

"Why did he come in here!? Did you tell him it was O.K.?" I yelled

"No! He asked me if you were down with it, and I said I had no idea. I said I'd see and let him know. I guess he just decided to try?!"

I got off the mattress, found my clothes and got dressed. I was not in the mood anymore, by any means. I flew open the door and stormed out into the living room where I saw Angel sitting in the same spot as I left, but looking a little more scared.

"Angel, we're leaving! NOW!" I didn't even stop to see if she was behind me, I just walked to the door, flew it open and continued down the stairs. I was only on the second step when I realized the crackhead could still be out here and I didn't want to be alone. I heard Angel behind me and we both walked quickly to her car. We both got in, I grabbed a cigarette and Angel just stared at me, waiting for me to tell her either what had happened or where to drive to. There was a knock on my window and I jumped. Eye Candy was standing there looking confused.

"Why are you leaving? Come back inside, I'm sorry what happened. Cool says he's sorry too"

"Fuck Cool. I'm not staying there any more" I look over at Angel, "Do YOU want to stay?". She shook her head no. "Well, we're leaving then. You can either stay or leave with us, but we're leaving now!"

"Yea, give me a second. I'll tell him I'm leaving" and Eye Candy trotted back up the stairs. I could tell Angel was staring at me so I turned to her to ask her what.

"Dude... he had a gun" She whispered

"Who had a gun? Cool? Eye Candy?"

"Cool did. It was on top of his refrigerator. When you and Eye Candy went in the room, he pulled it out and sat it on the arm of the chair while you guys were in there. Then he walked off with it. I didn't know what to do! I tried to listen for yells or screams or shots, but the music was so loud! I couldn't hear anything! When I was about to get up to see if you were O.K. Cool came back out of the room and sat back down. He looked pissed so I didn't say anything to him. I just sat there. I was so scared! Then you came flying out of the room. What happened in there? Did they hurt you??"

I quickly explained what happened in the room and she looked as disgusted as I felt. I also wondered where Cool had the gun while he was trying to violate me. We both counted our blessings that we made it out alive. Her and I had grown tired of waiting for Eye Candy to come back and were just about to leave when he decended down the stairs. The ride back to his house was quiet and I couldn't wait for him to get out of the car. I was still wondering if he had given Cool the O.K. to come in and try, instead of believing his story. We arrived at his house and as he got out, he tried to give me a kiss goodbye. I wouldn't return it, but instead turned my cheek for him to kiss and Angel and I left.

Just as we pulled off his street we both were talking in frantic modes. Going over what had happened from the crackhead in the tree, to when I flew out of the bedroom. We both decided we would NEVER hang out with Cool again. Gun or no gun.