Date: Fri, 13 May 2011 14:10:25 -0700
From: Flip McHooter <1977.flip@gmail.com>
Subject: so cal summer-1969 chapter 4

The story below is a work of fiction, except for the location. This story
contains explicit sexual situations between high school aged boys, (and
some girls). If this is illegal, or it offends you or you are not of legal
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Chapter 4

"You know that our parents are divorcing, right? Apparently my dad was a
real hose monster and before they split up my dad was seeing other women
behind my mom's back, especially when he was on the road."

"Jake, you're being too nice. Our dad is a real prick. And one of the
`women' he was fucking was on the PTA at our school," Lisa added angrily.

"Wait. No way. How do you know?" I asked looking from Jake to Lisa and back
again.

With a deep sigh, Lisa began "This story gets long and complicated. But
here goes: I know because after Fiona saw the picture of me and Rod, and
even after I told her I wouldn't show the picture to anyone, she was still
pissed. Pissed at me, pissed at Rod. I think she was pissed at everybody.
So she took her time as she plotted her revenge. And boy, was she good."

"She even went out of her way to bug me, and I'm two years younger than her
and not in any of her classes," Jake said interrupting Lisa. "She used to
wait for me after lunch and follow me to my fifth period class. She would
walk behind me and say stuff that only me or my friends could hear."

"Stuff about what?"

"That my sister was a slut, that she was having sex with all the guys at
school, including the old bald teachers, like Mr. Johnson, and the greasy
janitor, Rick. She even said that she was sorry for me because she knew
that Lisa wanted to have sex with me& you know, just a bunch of shit like
that."

"How did you take it? Your friends must have been pretty embarrassed too,"
I asked.

"Yeah, they were. But one of my best friends, Dickie, he's Rod's younger
brother. I know, I know, `Rod and Dickie'. Their real names are Roderick
and Richard, but get this: they have a younger brother named Peter! Anyway,
Dickie was with me the day she said that about Lisa wanting to have sex
with me and it really pissed him off. He knew her from when his brother and
her were dating. He had always liked her and she had treated him nice. But
this really pissed him off. So after he got home from school he asked his
brother if he could get Fiona to lay off me. Apparently, Rod didn't really
want to get involved. But Dickie hounded him and told him that if he didn't
help, Dickie, me and some of our friends were going to do something to
really embarrass her, and maybe him, too. So Rod finally agreed."

"What did he do?" I asked.

"Nothing at first. I think he was hoping the whole thing would blow over.
That was until Fiona started to tell everyone that Rod had got crabs in his
pubes from having sex with his dog. That got him really pissed, and that's
when we got together and hatched our plan. It's so crazy I can't even
believe we thought it up." Jake said, opening up a Coke that Jordan had
brought us.

"So Rod, me and Dickie met in his bedroom one day after school. We sort of
compared notes so that everyone was up to speed as to what had been going
on. I told him about how Lisa and I took pictures, and he told us about
what Fiona was saying. Then we came up with a plan. Rod was going to invite
Fi over to his house after school with the idea of getting back together.
But he really had no intention of getting back together with her. He
figured that since I had experience with hiding out with the camera and
taking incriminating pictures, we could pull the same prank on her as Lisa
and I had done on him. Only this time we were going to setup Fiona with
Dickie's and Rod's eleven year-old brother Peter. It was ingenious and
worked out perfectly.

Taking another swig of Coke, Jake continued "So we told Peter that we would
give him ten dollars and let him pick out a few of Dickie's old comics to
keep if he would take off all of his clothes and hide in Rod's bathroom.
Then, when the time was right, we would signal for him to come out and he
was to jump up on the bed, on top of Fiona and pretend that they were
having sex. He was totally excited. To get Fiona to relax and lay down on
the bed, Rod was going to spike her Coke with some of his parent's vodka
that was in their liquor cabinet. At first I didn't think it was going to
work. Dickie, Peter and me hid out in Rod's bathroom with my camera.

Pausing for some more Coke, he said "Not much happened at first. Rod and
Fiona were yelling a lot, but she kept drinking the vodka and Coke, telling
Rod how good it was. Then Rod told her how much he loved her and would
never look at any other girl again. She seemed to cool off then and that
was when Rod and Fi started to make out.

"They were going at it good and heavy for a while when Rod told her to lie
back on the bed and that he had a special surprise that would make her feel
really good. She mumbled something incoherent and then he took off her
shoes and sprawled her back across the bed, as she closed her eyes and let
out a long sigh. He rubbed her feet for a while until she was asleep.
That's when Dickie, me and naked Peter moved silently out of Rod's
bathroom. Rod maneuvered next to Fi's ear and started whispering something
to distract her, but he didn't need to because she was out cold. Then
Dickie and me pointed to Peter to get up between Fi's legs, on his knees
with his little boy boner sticking straight out. Once they were in
position, Dickie and Rod backed away so I could take a picture. I took a
couple of pictures of her with Peter naked between her legs. Since she
still didn't even notice, Rod lifted Peter up toward Fiona's head, still
straddling her. He was practically sitting on her boobs! She didn't notice
as I continued to take pictures. I was almost out of film when Rod
whispered to Dickie to pull down his pants and put his dick on her lips,
next to Peters. Man, what a shot! I got a great picture of Dickie's and
Peter's hard cocks touching each side of Fiona's mouth. After that, Dickie,
Peter and me ran out and down the hall over to Peter's room to get Peter
dressed. Then we gave him the ten dollars and a stack of comic books and
made sure that he promised he wouldn't tell anyone what happened," Jake
leaned back, stretching out on his tan arms.

"Oh, man. This story just keeps getting better and better," I said.

"Yeah, I know," Jake replied finishing off his Coke. "Lisa, tell him the
rest."

"This is the part that I hate, `cause it's not so good. Not so much for me,
but for Jake and my mom. Anyhow, it turns out that when the guys were
plotting to get Fiona drunk and take pictures, Fiona had been plotting a
little revenge of her own, too. Remember when I said my dad was a prick and
he cheated on my mom? Apparently Fiona's mom divorced her dad when Fi was
little and her mom had become the town tramp. She would sleep with any guy
she could pick up. Fiona knew that my mom had kicked my dad's ass out of
the house-shit like that was always well known in a school as small as
ours. Anyway, after Rod dropped her off at home after he got her drunk, she
was furious. She didn't know about the pictures, yet. But she was pissed
that Rod got her drunk. So she put her plan to work.

"Her friend Bren was working in the school office doing filling and so
Fiona had Bren pull our family information card and got my dad's work
telephone number. Then she called up my dad, and pretended to be her mom,
twisted him into meeting her at some PTA function that her mom chairs. Why
my dad went to that is beyond me. My parents never went to any of those
things before. So somehow, as unbelievable as it sounds, my dad hooked up
with Fiona's mom and they started seeing each other."

"How did you find out?" I asked Lisa.

"One Friday night in May, just a couple of weeks before school was out, I
had a date with this guy. We met some of his friends at the bowling alley
and we got a lane and started bowling. Halfway through our last game my dad
and Fiona's mom started bowling on the lane next to us! Can you believe it?
I didn't see them at first, and he didn't see me, but when I did I stormed
over to Fiona's mom and punched her right in the nose. I broke it! Blood
was dripping everywhere. So anyway, they had to separate us and everybody
was wondering why I was so mad. Then to make matters worse, who walks in
right then but Rod and Fiona! I was livid. I was going to kick her
mother-fuckin' ass! But all I had time to do was throw my Coke all over her
dress before we were separated," Lisa smirked.

"So the cops came and took a report. Fiona's mom wanted to press charges
and have Lisa arrested, but my dad talked her out of it. The cops called my
mom and we had to go pick up Lisa at the bowling alley. So that was sort of
the end of it. Since it was almost the end of the school year, we studied
at home and then Lisa and I took our finals in the principal's office on a
Saturday morning, so we wouldn't see anybody and get into any more trouble.
After that we packed up our apartment and moved here. Plus, after my dad
embarrassed my mom by dating Fiona's mom, my mom says it will be easy to
get a big alimony check out of my dad," Jake said, finishing up the story
and looking kind of sad.

"What happened to the pictures?" I asked.

"We still have them. I'll show them to you when we get our stuff
delivered."

"That's a crazy story, Jake."

"Here comes the little pickle-head," Lisa said. "You didn't find my purse?"

"No, I looked everywhere. Even in your VW," Jordan said.

"Well, thanks anyway, honey. We'll look for it later."

We sat there in silence for a few minutes, finishing off our drinks and
munching on the snacks, enjoying the warm Southern California sunshine.

Then Jordan let out a big burp, and not to be outdone, Sloan ripped a fart,
and started wagging her tail. We all started cracking up.

"Hey guys, how many burgers do you want?" My dad called out, interrupting
our laugh-fest.

We all shouted our replies.

"OK. Get cleaned up. Food will be ready in a few minutes."

We slowly made our way into the pool house to wash our hands and then
headed over to the patio table and sat down, bringing our sodas with us.
Everything looked delicious. The Lulu's had made baked beans, a salad and
brought out all of the condiments you could think of for the burgers. Dad
did his usual great job with bar-b-queuing. Everybody dug in.

"These burgers are really good, Mr. Miller," Lisa mumbled with a mouthful
of food.

"Call me Wiley. Everybody does. I'm glad you like them, Lisa."

"Yeah, Mom, everything tastes great," I said.

"You'll have to thank Lulu too. She helped."

"Oh, phsussh. It was nothing. I'm just glad that you were able to feed all
of us. I can't thank you enough for all of your hospitality," She said,
trying to sound like a grande dame.

We all cracked up. Try as she might, she couldn't really pull it off.

"Hey, Mom. They haven't delivered Jake's bed yet. Do you think that Jake
and I could sleep out in the tree house in sleeping bags tonight?" I asked.

"I don't see why not, honey." Turning to Lulu, she asked "Where are you and
Lisa going to sleep? You know we have plenty of room over here. Why doesn't
everybody spend the night over here? Then in the morning when your moving
truck arrives we can all go over and help you unpack and get settled."

My mom didn't give anyone time to reply.

"OK, listen up. Ryan, you and Jake are in the tree house. Jordan, you can
sleep in Ryan's room. Lisa can have Jordan's room and Lulu can sleep in the
guest room. There, that's all settled."

"Can Sloan sleep with us out in the tree house?" I asked my mom.

"I don't see why not. What do you think, Willy? Uh, I mean Wiley", she
slurred and started giggling.

Everybody cracked up. My mom was toasted.

"Sure, that sounds fine with me. Let me go get you another drink, honey" my
dad said, looking at her from the corner of his eye.

I could tell this was going to be a long and interesting evening!

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