Date: Fri, 24 May 2002 23:54:11 -0500
From: *Lane * <i_luv_jtt@hotmail.com>
Subject: Bridges of Marilyn County chapter 1

AUTHORS NOTE:  Just a quick notice that this is the first erotic story that
I have ever written, and I hope to continue it with your support.  I have
some great ideas for "Bridges of Marilyn County" and I hope that it can
provide a pleasing mixture of sex, along with a decent story-line.  It's
going to take some time before the sex-part of the story-line comes up, but
as they say--"Good things come to those who wait!"

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DISCLAIMER:

This story contains sexual situations amongst consenting teenage boys, and
is written purely for the enjoyment of others.  If you are offended by the
following story, then I suggest that you exit immediately.  And if you are
under 18 years of age, or not within the legal restrictions of your
country, It is recommended that you follow the law.  Also, any profitable
usage of this story without expressed written consent from the author is
illegal!  To get permission, please e-mail the author at the address listed
at the bottom of this page.

The following story was written by someone who prefers to remain anonymous,
and the story is completely fictional.  Any actual event(s) similar to the
story is completely coincidental.


Bridges of Marilyn County
By: "Lane" writing as Nick LaRue

Isn't it amazing how time goes by so fast?  I mean, I hear it from adults
all the time, but it seems like yesterday I was in diapers, and here I am
at spring break of my sophomore year in High School!  It was only yesterday
that I marveled at how my brother, Josh, got a nice car, and he'll be
graduating this year!  It's just amazing.

Just as usual, Nick was up late again, letting his mind wander.  Only, this
time, it wasn't about how he's awaiting a nice car, or how he'll do on
tomorrow's Biology test, or even some pleasurable erotic fantasy--it was
more serious.  He was saddened that his brother will soon be going off to
College, and how, some day soon, he will be too.

A small tear ran down Nick's cheek as he drifted off to sleep.


"Wake up, asshole--you ain't skipping school if I ain't."  Ahh,
yes--the wonderful morning alarm that deafened him every day before
school--Josh.  "Shut up, Josh!  I'm feeling sick," snapped Nick, as he
started clutching at his stomach.  Josh ran into their room and sat at the
foot of Nick's bed, gloating.  "Yeah, sure--imagine how I feel this
morning--Fuck, I was up all night last night drinking and screwing Stacy
Ferris at Travis' party.  Now get your ass out of bed, before I make you
ride the bus!"

Nick took that as his signal to get the hell out of bed.  "How much time do
I have," he asked.  Josh yelled back from the hallway, "15 minutes!"

Nick jumped up out of bed, grabbed some random clothes, and ran into the
bathroom.  He quickly took a whiz, flushed, and peeled off his white tee
shirt and red athletic shorts that he sleeps in almost every night.

He just put on his white Fruit of the Loom underwear as Josh walked into
the bathroom tossing his foam basketball.  Josh sat on the toilet,
patiently waiting for Nick to get dressed and ready.  Nick looked over at
Josh with the corner of his eye, and asked, "So, you really did screw Stacy
Ferris last night?"

Josh nodded..."I was drunk off my ass--well...everyone was.  Me and your
buddy Jake double-teamed her!  I'll bet she waddles today, after taking all
of me!"

"Dude, Josh, that's freakin' gross," Nick chimed in, as he added some
shaving cream to his upper lip.

"What are you doing, fuckhead," Josh snapped, "you don't have any hair on
your face yet."

"I do too!" Nick came back, as he looked down.  It was true--he was very
under-developed for almost being 16.  The only hair he had besides on his
head was a little bush above his middle-developed dick, and some on his
balls.

"Yeah, sure--I'll bet you don't even have any hair on your balls yet!"

"Go start the fuckin car, asshole!"  Nick fired back as he finished shaving
his nonexistent moustache.  He quickly finished getting ready, and got to
school, via-his brother that day.


I can't freaking wait until next year!  Since I'm not taking college prep
course, I can take a few easy classes, and have gym 3 hours out of the day!
I mean--it'll be heaven!  I'll get to work up a sweat, play football,
basketball, dodge-ball, ping-pong, and whiffleball, and then get a free
pass to the locker rooms 3 hours EVERY DAY!  I mean, I have gym one hour
this year, but next year, it'll be triple my pleasure!

Nick's mind was wandering again, but it usually does after the 1-mile run
that they have to do in gym every quarter.  He snapped out of la-la land
when his friend Jake punched the locker.

"Yo, Jake!  What's goin' on?" Nick asked in a more concerned way.

Jake went to a secluded area of the locker room, and Nick followed.  Jake
leaned in, looking at the ground, and in a scared whisper, he kept
repeating, "Man--I fucked up this time...Man I fucked up this time."

"What is it?" Nick pleaded.

Jake waited for the last few people to leave from the locker room, and
still in a whisper, he said to Nick, "Remember that party that your brother
went to?"

Nick's head jumped, "Ohh...Man, why are you worrying about that?  The
guys'll praise you for two-teaming Stacy Ferris."

Jake's face was wrinkled with confusion.  "Two-teaming Stacy Ferris?  Who
the fuck told you that?  Stacy Ferris wasn't even at the party!"

"That's what Josh told me!" Nick blurted.

"Well, Josh told you wrong," Jake went back to a whisper.

"Man, I got so drunk and horny last night, I just fucked the first thing
that came my way!  I didn't know what I was doing!  Oh man, I'm SOOO dead."

"What in the hell happened?" Nick yelled.

"Don't worry--you'll find out when you hear it around the school today!"
Jake said as he pounded the locker-room door open.



This is the end of the first `chapter'.  You will be the judge of `Chapter
2'...what do you think?  What should happen?  What do you think happened?
What do you think of my first story?  Comments, Questions!  Send them to
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