Date: Sat, 17 Jul 1999 08:45:45 PDT
From: Brian Davis <bd1984@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Day After

Hi, Once again I am typing this for someone else.  His name is David, as I
said before the first story David doesn't have a computer much less
Internet access.  From the email David got I can tell you the first chapter
was incredibly popular.  It was read by everyone from Nick in a little town
right near here where David and I live, all the way to another David "high
in the mountains of the Andes mountains in Colombia".  To those who wrote,
David thanks you, we are answering email as fast as we can but have now
fallen behind.  So for all of you that wrote and didn't get an answer...
here it is--> the next chapter.  (honestly guys tho don't stop writing just
caz you didn't get an answer, I also happen to know that David wasn't
planning on writing this chapter until the flood of email came, after I
posted the first chapter he called and said "just forget about it, its
stupid" ....my answer: "Too late, it's already been sent in.")

We are going to be asking Nifty to name the series "Four-Twenty" so that
David doesn't have to stay on the same storyline of David and David, that
makes alot of sense actually because the other David is actually only
around for about 4 or 6 weeks spread out thru the year, David also didn't
want to make "Interruption", Part 1 (I think he's got too much Star Wars on
the brain) so he has decided "Interruption" should be Part 4, go figure, I
don't know whether or not he actually has plans for Parts 1 thru 3 or not
or just wanted to copy someone famous :)

Someone asked if David saw what I wrote at the top of the story last
time....NOT before it was already posted he didn't.  Same answer this time.


Part 5 - The Day After

by David G.

Hello, when I last stopped writing I was telling you about what had just
happened.  I was surprised how many people wrote and asked questions and
even more amazed at the ideas some people had.  But that was actually Part
4 of the story and you gotta wait for the first three parts to understand
the note.  Right now I am writing about what happened next in part 5.

After I finished writing the last story I was so pumped, I carefully hid
the papers that I wrote it on and went back outside, this time I didn't
feel like going all the way to the lake for a joint, I just walked 5 feet
into the woods from my house (about 20 feet of yard, then the first 5 feet
of woods) and sparked the j.  It was just after 4:00 AM and I knew I had to
sleep soon or I had to just blow off sleeping altogether and stay up.  I
took a few hits and took out my pager to find out what time it was 4:19, I
smiled to myself as I realized it was almost 4:20, I wondered if David was
sleeping (probably) and wondered if he knew the international significance
of 4:20.

On returning to my room I discovered my brother (actually half-brother) was
still AWOL.  In my brothers absence I saw no reason to go thru the ritual
of getting in bed with shorts on and then taking them off under the covers.
I dropped my shorts, stepped out of them and fell into bed with my hand on
my dick.  Damm I was hard.....that thought died, I was asleep.

I woke up and it was quiet, too quiet.  I glanced at the clock, shit almost
9.  I found my shorts and pulled them over my morning missile and set out
to first to drain the dragon and then find out why the fuck it was so quiet
in my house.  As I went around the corner to the bathroom, I saw a note on
the table, I realized it prolly meant I was alone, but I closed the
bathroom door anyways just in case.  I didn't just take my dick out of my
shorts, for some reason I dropped my shorts to my ankles and stood in front
of the toilet.  After trying to bend my rod down a few times I said fuck
it, I need a shower anyways.  With that thought in mind I opened the door
to the shower (we just have a shower stall, no tub, and one bathroom for
all 7 of us) and stepped in.  I turned the water to warm and as I stood I
felt my bladder relax and I pissed.  My piss went up in an arch so I aimed
it around and sprayed all the walls and watched the yellow mix with the
clear water and circle down the drain.  I smiled to myself as I thought of
my stoned comment to David last night about feeling the warm water around
your dick when you pee when your in the lake.  Oh My GOD, last night
actually happened.  I washed, shampoo'd and my dick never went down.  I
thought about "soaping it off" but for some reason decided to ignore it.

I dried off and pulled my black running shorts back on and went out to read
the note, "David, your brothers are at work I think, me and Mel went to the
boats, take care of the O'Brein's, see you tonite, MOM" Now to translate
the note for you: "your brothers are at work I think" means that no one
really knows where my 4 brothers are, we all live at home, but I am the
only one under 18 and the only one that doesn't have a car, therefor I am
the only person that can be found.  "me and Mel went to the boats", Mel is
my moms current man, I don't call anyone of them husbands tho, they last
about a year each.  The reference to boats has nothing to do with the lake
we live at but rather river boats in a city nearby (can you say
C_A_S_I_N_O?). And "take care of the O'Brein's", means that I have to do
the chores over at their house because my mom was off losing what little
money she actually has and forgetting she is the one actually that's
supposed to be the caretaker at their house.  And finally, "see you tonite"
means BEFORE TOMMORROW.

I looked at the clock, 9:30, I might as well get it over with I thought.
Basically all we had to do when the O'Brein's were around was go over and
pick up after them and make their beds and crap.  They had more staff at
their other houses (they have 3 houses total), but they were supposed to be
"roughin-it" at the lake, so we just had to deal with their shit once a day
in the mornings.  I went back in my room and got out my black docker shorts
and my imitation white Polo golf shirt, the nicest clothes I have, which I
only wear when I'm going to do the chores over at the O'Brein's.  I dropped
my shorts and actually noticed my dick was soft, amazing considering I
hadn't dealt with it in the shower.  I looked for decent underwear and
decided none was the best choice and pulled my shorts on then my shirt. I
threw my shoes on with no socks and wondered if anyone would notice caz
Mr. O'Brein, David's dad, is a foot doctor and is always telling everyone
how important it is to wear shoes and socks and to protect the feet.  I
think he's nuts, barefoot feels best to me, oh well he has to know
something, he's the one thats got a grip of cash.

I thought about taking a detour to the woods for some smoke but I decided
just to get the crap over with and then party.  I walked the path to their
house and when I saw the side kitchen door I froze.  I stared.  Flashback.
I could see David going in last night.  Shit, last night wasn't very long
ago.  Shit, David's in the house.  Holy Fuck, did David say he was gay last
night?  It all hit me at once. I was like fuck I don't wanna do this, now I
gotta see David.  What if his parents knew?

I was still standing there staring at the door when it opened, Mr. O'Brein
popped out. I stood there speechless.  He smiled, "Hello David, go on in
everyone's up except for David, he seems a bit tired this morning."  With
that he was into his black BMW and off to his work or wherever he goes.  I
looked at the door still standing open and thought yeah I bet his heinous
is a little tired this morning, shit how was I gonna deal with this, better
yet how is his heinous gonna deal with it?  I know how I'm gonna deal with
it, I'm gonna get this shit over with and GET STONED!!!

The kitchen was a wreck when I finally went in.  The O'Brein's don't see
much of the kitchen at their other houses I've heard but they sure know how
to trash this one.  It really wasn't as bad as it looked, I had it back to
normal in about 15 minutes, but the dishwasher was packed.  Quickly I went
thru the rest of the downstairs grabbing shit and putting it where it ought
to be, tossing out yesterdays paper, straightening today's out and reading
the headlines and bits and pieces as I did it, you gotta know something
about what's going on in life after all.  I heard voices and Mrs. O'Brein
and the two girls (David's sisters) came down the stairs.  "Oh Hi David, me
and the girls will be out in the sun, David's just waking up though so do
his room last".  With that they were out the door.  I climbed stairs and
entered the master bedroom, never much more to do in here than make the
bed.  One thing I had figured out, adults were less messy than any kid.  I
made the bed quick and head for each of the girls rooms, making the beds
and gathering dirty laundry.  The girls bathrooms looked ok, but I mopped
up the extra water on the floor and counter in one of them and put fresh
towels in both.  I went back to the hall. Crap! all that's left is David's
room.

Oh well, I gotta deal with this sooner or later might as well be now.  I
swallowed and knocked on the door.  No answer.  I knocked again, still no
answer.  I tried the knob, the door opened, I could hear the shower and my
eyes went straight to David's bathroom door, it was shut.  I bolted into
the room and scooped up his dirty cloths, noting their was no underwear, he
must have worn it into the bathroom.  I made his bed and jetted into the
hall, I tossed David's laundry down the laundry chute and pulled his door
shut and got the hell out of the house fast.  I was done with the chores
and somehow hadn't had to deal with David.

I went back to my room entering from the sliding door from the outside.  I
checked the house to see if any of my asshole or not so asshole brothers
were around.  They weren't, went to my bedroom and pulled the black case
out from under my bed.  It was actually an old typewriter I picked up at a
garage sale for $5.00. Everyone told me what a good investment I had made.
Little did they know I didn't give a crap about typing, it was so I had a
place to lock stuff up, actually I guess it was a pretty good
investment--just not for why everyone thought.  I didn't even have the
typewriter any more, there wasn't room for it.  I took the key off my neck
and unlocked it and opened it taking a deep breath.  The aroma was pure
green gold.  I had scored pretty good recently and still was selling off a
pound of some pretty moist and gummy greenish brown brick weed, fine
shit--it coulda come from Mexico like I told everyone but I really had no
clue.  No one knew what I was into but me, I figured if any of my brothers
ever found out they would want in, then smoke all the profits.  Sure I
would always manage to have an extra sack I could sell if they were ever
looking, but there was no way they were gonna know the prices I was paying
or how much I was getting.  I've even arranged to get things for some of my
moms boyfriends, haha.

I took the wad of cash and counted it, yeah I had just about enough for the
next round, this was cool, the rest was profit.  I weighed out 4 sacks, at
about 6 grams a sack, I always figure since I gotta smoke the guy up they
only get 6 grams, the 7th is my bonus, besides, I only know one guy thats
actually got a scale and checks what he buys.  I was putting everything
away, but stopped and put another bud in two of the sacks, shit if I'm
gonna sell em for $90.00 I might as well fill em, not that he would have a
clue.  I stuffed the 2 leaner sacks in my pocket and put the two for David
back in the case, locking it and headed for the woods.

I took my time walking and smoking.  I didn't wanna be anywhere David could
find me. I admitted to myself I was scared shitless about what had
happened.  I was pretty fucked up and not really paying much attention to
where I was going, like many other times I figured that I would get there
when I got there, meaning I was going no where until I discovered that I
had arrived wherever it was that I wasn't going.

It was hot out and I realized I hadn't changed cloths.  I thought for
awhile and remembered a place nearby I could toss my shirt and know it
would still be there on my way home later.  Shirtless, I met up with a
couple guys I knew, watched them messing around with a go-cart for awhile,
but it paid off they took one of the sacks off me for $35.00--not as much
as I wanted, but I was too the point it was profit only so I could afford
to cut a deal here and there.  I actually felt Mr. Happy waking up at one
point because I had been with both of them before, and visions of both guys
naked were mingled in my head, but I pretty much forgot about it pretty
quick caz I got a rule about sex. Kinda like weed I keep it to myself and I
always make sure there are no witnesses.  Two against one battles after the
fact can get nasty, I've seen nasty ones that have nothing to do with sex.

I was hot, I circled around to a place in the lake in a cove where I knew
no one would be and stripped my shorts off and wadded into the water naked.
Shit I wonder if David's even gonna really show up tonite to make his
buy.....After I got out I pulled my shorts on over my wet body and realized
how much I wanted to sleep. I headed home to do just that.

Neil my brother that shares our room was home, he was in bed asleep.  I
crawled under my covers and slipped off my shorts under the covers.  My
soft dick hit the cool sheets and it felt really good.  I was hard pretty
fast.  Shit, Neil's in here, I wish the mother fucker wasn't so weird about
shit like jacking off.  Of the 5 of us he was the only brother that had a
relationship with his dad, and his dad had very strong feelings about
masturbation and gays and shit.  Needless to say Neil was a follow of his
father.

Fuck it, I can do it quietly, I just wish I knew how far asleep he was.  I
rolled over onto my back and made a little tent with the sheet, using the
back of my left hand to hold the sheet up so I had a little room around my
boner, I started stroking really slowly so I wouldn't make any noise.  It
really was feeling almost too good, the hormones kicked in and I just
folded the sheet back and stroked my dick in the open room.  If Neil saw me
he would just storm out and make a huge deal about it for a couple days, he
had done it before.  I did do it real slow though to keep the noise down.
I had to bite my lip when I shot to keep quiet. Neil never moved, he must
be asleep.  I stared at the out of focus image of my brothers face beyond
my now semi erect and cum covered dick.  I laid in bliss too long for I
fell asleep.  When I woke up someone, and I know it wasn't Neil, he
wouldn't be so kind, had thrown my covers over me, I moved my hand and felt
the dry sticky goop.  I grabbed a towel I keep semi hidden and cleaned
myself up under the covers, as I did I listened to the voices in the other
room to see how many people were home.  My mom, Mel, and two of my brothers
age 21 and 22 were out there it sounded like.  I pulled my cloths on under
the covers for no reason caz the room was empty, habit I guess.

When I came out it was almost 8PM but the sun was barely starting to go
down.  My mom said "Welcome to the World" and I just went to the fridge and
found some food and sat and ate it without saying a word.  This sucked,
there was nothing to do and I told David "same time, same place" which
meant I had alot of time to kill.  Mel palmed me a note which I shoved into
my pants without even looking at it. I could tell by the way he did it I
was supposed to read it later. I got up and belched, my mom gave me the
evil "MOM LOOK".  I pitched my trash and went into the bathroom to give
birth to a new state trooper.  I sat there pressing my legs together and
squeezing my dick and then letting up the pressure and so on.  Then I
remembered Mel's note and reached down and took it out of my pocket.  My
cigs were there too and since I pulled them out also I lit one and unfolded
a note with two twenties in it.  in really bad handwriting the note said
"You know what to pick up for me... be more careful with the naps you know
Neil would have a cow".  I wadded the note and the money back up and shoved
it into my pocket again.  I wiped and noticed I still had some dried cum in
my hairs, so I got up and turned toward the sink.  I found a wash cloth and
rinsed it in warm water and rinsed my dick and pubic hair.  Tossing my
cigarette butt into the toilet I turned the water warmer and rinsed the was
cloth once again.  With the hot cloth I started just below my balls and ran
it backward between my cheecks up over my puckered asshole the warmth was
stimulating and my cock rose.  Absentmindedly I rinsed and warmed the wash
cloth over again and this time carefully wrapped my cock in the warmth, god
what a rush.  There was a knock on the door followed by words of my mother,
"your brothers are all gone, me and Mel are going to the drive in, you
coming?"  I figured why not, I didn't even care what we saw, anything to
keep my mind off of later tonite.  I was dressing and said back, "yeah ok,
I gotta run somewhere real quick tho, do I got time?"  Mel's voice said,
"of course hurry up tho" He knew what I meant, I knew what he meant.

I didn't really need to go anywhere to get Mel's shit other than my room.
I unlocked the case and realized I was gonna have to weigh it out.  There
was no way I was gonna just grab one of David's sacks and risk having to
weigh out another one for David later with Neil in the room.  I did three
sacks real fast and shoved them into my pants pocket, I could usually sell
at least two at the drive-in, I still had some pre-rolled j's for me.  To
make things look good I left the house like I was going somewhere, but I
just went to the woods to smoke a quick j, then came back in to the house
and said "let's go". I caught Mel's eye and gave him a look like "yeah your
hooked up".  After we got there Mel asked me to go to the concession stand
with him, he took his sack and said "get lost for awhile". I couldn't
decide what to do so I went in the Men's room and stood at a urinal for
awhile hoping I could pick someone up.  It really didn't take long before a
guy that graduated last year came in.  I had sucked him off one night at a
party right around graduation.  After he was done pissing he just said "man
you musta really had to go."  I glanced out of the corner eye and saw his
dick going up and so I turned so he could see mine.  He looked and said,
"my cars not far and I came alone, couldn't find crap to do tonite.  you
got any beers?"  I told him I had one j and a sack I was selling for $40.00
but no alchyhol.  He said Let's smoke the j if it's good shit I'll buy the
sack and roll one to match.  I nodded.

We went back to his car.  The mood changed a little caz I completely forgot
David. We smoked the j (I really had 6 but that information is on a need to
know basis only, and I could see no reason he needed to know).  He bought
the sack and dug a bong out of his trunk when we discovered we had no
papers.  We sat there and got shit-faced until he told me "I remember it
dude, it was krad, do it again and I'll pay, but I gotta be real honest,
I'm not to into doing it back".  I glanced at his lap and noticed he was
sitting with his butt pushed forward and his hard mound on top where you
could see.  I thought about it and decided if I wasn't gonna get anything
but cash this was gonna be a quickie, I was way to horned up, I was gonna
have to try and get someone else.  "I'll get ya off for twenty."  "how?"
"suck" "ok" "you got the cash?" "yea", I moved my hand to his leg and began
to massage and explore the lump.  After a minute I said, "if you want me to
get it out, get the cash out" He bitched but fished a twenty out of his
pocket and laid it across his bulge.  I snatched it, put it in my pocket
and my fingers went for the snap and zipper on his shorts.  The shorts fell
open to white breifs underneath, I played with the lump until he was so
hard the elastic on his breifs no longer touched his tummy.  He was paying
attention I found out as I hooked the front of his breifs with my fingers
because his butt came up off the seat so I would be able to free his rod.
I pulled his shorts about to his knees and gave his cock a few quick pulls
with my hand.  Then I layed across front seat of his car, he released the
steering wheel lever and it tilted up to give me more room to work.  He had
about 7" of cut dick and I could tell he wasn't going to last very long.
Not lasting long was an understatement, it took about 3 minutes of work
with my lips and tongue and his cum was flooding my mouth.  He was in still
in the after state and I was still horny as fuck, I got out of his car and
said "see ya around sometime maybe" and took off as he sat there with his
semi hard dick waving in the heat.  I never looked back.

I circled around thru all four of the parking areas and screens checking
for people I knew.  It had gotten really dark, so except for the light from
the screens it was hard to see.  I ended up going back to the men's room.
Just as I walked in there were 4 about 12 and 13 year olds, obviously all
together at the urinals pissing and talking.  I took the only empty urinal
between two of them and silently tried to take a peek.  Not much luck, plus
they were altogether, so there was a slim chance any thing would happen
with any of them.  They left and I was left in silence.  I could feel my
buzz, my god I was stoned, felt damm fine for a hot muggy night.  I could
feel the sweat running down my sides from my pits.  God I was horny.  I
stood there listening for the sounds of someone approaching, then I
remembered the hole.  I didn't actually go to the drive-in very much but
the last time I had been there I had to take a dump.  There were only two
stalls, and I had picked the first one and discovered then that there was
two little holes in the walls, one on each side.  No one was in the
restroom with me so I didn't even bother to put my cock away, I just walked
from the urinal into the first stall and dropped my shorts and set down.
Yep both holes were still there, one on each side.  The one on the right
was drilled in the perfect place to look out at the 5 urinals and see
everyone's dicks.  The right hole was positioned mainly to look at the
person's dick as they peed, but as an added bonus you could see a full view
of the door too, which was nice if you wanted to know who was who.  The
hole on the left was harder to look thru but it was drilled right by the
toilet paper holder and was in a perfect place to see the person in the
other stalls dick, it didn't matter if that person chose to sit and shit,
or stand a pee, you could see it either way.

I looked at the ceiling and the air vents around the top, I noticed a
flattened cig butt on the concrete floor, damm a cigarette sounds nice.  I
looked back up at the vents and noticed this bathroom basically had a gap
between the walls and roof, prolly to keep the nasty smells down.  I
realized smoking wasn't gonna fill the room with smoke so I lit a cigarette
(Marlboro Red) and sat waiting, listening for footsteps, after about 1
minute I heard them and looked through the hole so I could see the door and
more importantly know who I was gonna be looking at pissing (or maybe
taking a dump) in a minute.  The person that came in was a 15 year old also
named David, I had seen him around school but didn't really ever notice him
that much, only reason I knew his name was David was caz I pretty much knew
who everyone at school also named David was.  I adjusted the way I was
sitting, removing my eye from the hole and looked again, David was just
pulling down his zipper.  I was looking as he pulled a very nice uncut cock
out of his underwear and shorts, he wasn't hard at all, but my guess is
that he was 4.0 to 4.5 soft.  He pissed for about 30 seconds and then flow
just sort of trickled off and dripped.  He grabbed his wiener and gave it a
few pulls to get the piss out, then gave it a few more pulls, shit it was
waking up!  Now semi hard and prolly almost 6" he pulled his skin back and
a drop of piss hung at the end of his slit.  He pinched his shaft between
two fingers and shook the drop off, then pushed his skin back over the
head, and in all and one motion pulled it back off and dried his dick by
pulling his fingers down over the wet part and letting the wet slide back
across the skin of his hand into his palm.  As part of the very same motion
he pushed his dick back into his pants and zipped up, wiping the palm of
his hand on his shorts.  I sat there with my throbbing rod in my hand
thinking about what I just seen, as I listened to him leaving.  Damm I
gotta remember to hook up with that guy someday.  I was so hot from seeing
a 5 second peep show.  I thought about it and realized that was so fast and
so practiced that he prolly did it every time he pissed to make sure he
didn't have any pee under his skin.  I have no idea if I am right tho, caz
I really haven't been around anyone uncut that much.

Just then the restroom filled with people and I realized one of the movies
just let out, which meant the others prolly would be soon too.  I reached
for my shorts around my ankles and unclipped my pager from the lip of the
pocket where I carried it and looked at the time.  I figured I had better
go find my mom and Mel.  So I put my pager back and pulled up my shorts.  I
left quickly and someone left the closest urinal line and entered my stall
as I walked out of it, you could tell by his urgency he had to piss really
bad.

It had cooled down alot outside in the half hour I was in there.  I was
still sweaty tho.  I went back to our car and waited a few rows back for a
minute caz I only saw one person sitting up.  Figuring my mom was blowing
Mel I decided to wait, she wasn't tho caz pretty soon she came back from
the direction of the ladies bathroom and got in the other side.  I slid
into the back seat and my mom just said "where ya been?"  "uhh, I was
watching Austin Powers with these friends I ran into."  Nothing else was
said, but we left right then, and their movie wasn't even over, and even
the drive home was pretty quiet.  I kinda sensed Mel and my mom had been
fighting.  I was right, Mel packed his shit and left when we got
home. Wonder what caused that, he shoulda lasted about another 6 months.

--The End--

coming soon: Part 6, Dealing with David

The author doesn't even have a computer, but if you wanna email him send it
to me bd1984@hotmail.com and I'll make sure he sees it on the screen or
printed, he tries to answer alot of them, but doesn't always, he wants
everyone to know tho that he does read every one of them :)