Date: Tue, 17 Jul 2007 17:30:56 -0700 (PDT)
From: Toby Tyler <tobyt_yler@yahoo.com>
Subject: Fucked-Up Kid Chapter 3

Fucked Up Kid

By

Toby Tyler

Tobyt_yler@yahoo.com

Chapter 3


The next morning I realized that Donovan might have multiple
personalities, which explained why he was so different when he was
playing Sadie. I couldn't believe that I had fucked him in his sister's
bedroom the night before! At the breakfast table I expected knowing
glances and winks, or maybe awkward, uncomfortable, guilty silences, but
Donovan acted as if nothing had happened.

I figured that Donovan was just really good at playing it cool, and that
I should do the same.

"What do we need the cans for?" I asked Dylan as he rummaged through
the kitchen cabinets. "I thought we were going to a rave."

"We are. But this isn't a real underground one. Our church is putting it
on for charity -- to feed homeless kids or something like that. They give
you a discount on admission if you donate some canned goods. Here." He
handed me two slightly bloated cans of chick peas. "You can bring
these."

I was wondering what kind of church would be sponsoring a rave. Dylan's
family probably went to some way-out hippie church.

Just then Donovan came in with some cans of creamed corn.

"Hey Donovan, where's the acid?" Dylan asked his little brother.

"I got it all right here."

Just then their mother came in.  "Be careful, boys. No more than two
hits apiece!" she warned. Then she went into the living room.

 "Mom's really strict about drugs around here," Donovan told me.

"You call that strict?" I laughed.

"She won't even let me take acid on a school night!" he complained.
"Hey Dylan, you wanna take it now or when we get there?"

"Maybe on the way."

"Hey Donovan, I didn't realize you were coming, too!" That was good, I
thought. I wanted to spend more time with him.

"Yeah, I'm comin'. I go to all these things."

On the way to the rave we stopped to pick up Dylan's girlfriend, Rachel.
After Dylan and Rachel embraced, she turned to Donovan and gave him an
affectionate hug.

"Hey, you!" she exclaimed. "How's my star student doing tonight?"

"Doin' good. Glad you could make it."

After Dylan introduced me we got back in the car and Dylan drove us to
the rave. Dylan had met Rachel through Donovan -- she was Donovan's
student teacher at some experimental private school.

On the way to the rink Rachel asked about the acid. "What kind do we
have tonight?"

"Let's see, we got a little of the Bart Simpson left, but we also have
a lot of Underdog. I haven't tried the Underdog yet, but it's supposed
to be pretty good." Then Donovan tore off some tabs and passed them
around.

This was my first time taking LSD. Donovan and I were sitting together in
the back seat when he gave it to me.

"Open wide, Timmy" he said as he placed the LSD on my tongue. He gave
me a sexy wink. He had turned back into Sadie again for a moment. Then
Donovan reached out and tenderly held my hand. He carefully leaned closer
to me and slid our clasped hands in between our legs, so his brother and
Rachel wouldn't notice that we were holding hands. It was really sweet
and I was happy to be touching him.

When we got to the rave I was definitely starting to trip.

It was my first rave, my first acid trip, and it was a lot to handle. The
music was driving me crazy, but everyone else seemed to be really
enjoying it. Everyone was high on something. There were lots of cute boys
and girls dancing, but I only had eyes for Donovan. Donovan dragged me
out to the dance floor. We danced for a bit, but what I really wanted to
do was go for a nice walk outside with Donovan. The moon was out and I
would have loved to kiss him in the moonlight.

Donovan seemed to know everybody in the place. I thought it was funny,
because I had pictured Donovan as a sort of misfit loner, a weird kid who
liked to dress up like a girl. Maybe Donovan led a secret life, I
thought. Maybe his friends didn't know the dirty little secret about his
pretty pink panties, which I knew he was wearing underneath his raver
gear. A lot of kids came to talk to him, which irritated me, because I
really wanted to have his full, undivided attention.

Once when we were dancing, he got up really close to me. I didn't
realize he was trying to give me a kiss. I thought he was going to try to
tell me something, so I bent down so he could yell in my ear. My ear
collided with Donovan's nose, causing him to yelp and stumble backwards.
I was really embarrassed. When he regained his balance, I tried to kiss
him, but he wouldn't let me. I guess he wanted the kiss to be a
spontaneous gesture, but since I almost knocked him to the ground, the
magic was gone. Still, I was impressed that Donovan was willing to risk
kissing me in the crowd full of people. Not that anyone would have cared,
really.

I started getting tired, so we went into the lounging room to get some
water and relax on some beanbag chairs.

In the room a tall, handsome skater boy with a yellow backpack came and
sat with us. He was clearly very high. He didn't say much, he just
pulled out a book of optical illusions and we all stared at them
together, Donovan sucking on the Ring-Pop all the while.

While Donovan was distracted by the boy with the optical illusion book, I
took the opportunity to prod Rachel for information about Donovan.

"He's really a joy to work with" she gushed. "I think he might be a
genius. I just wish I could get him to focus on his studies more. But I
think he's a very old soul, and very wise."

"He's very unusual" I noted. "But he seems so popular here. I'm
surprised such a weird kid would have so many friends."

Rachel laughed. "You'd be popular too, if you were your school's top
drug dealer!"

We went back to Dylan and Donovan's house very late in the evening. I
was still tripping hard and I couldn't sleep. I was also very horny.

I was secretly hoping that Donovan would come and visit me in his
sister's room again. But he never came. Finally, I got up enough courage
to quietly sneak into the boy's bedroom.

As I carefully opened Donovan's bedroom door, I could see the boy
sleeping on his stomach. The blankets were all tangled up, and most of
them had fallen to the floor. I had a nice view of Donovan's ass,
encased in a pair of sexy tiger-striped panties. I crept to his bed and
gave him a little kiss on the ear. Gently, I ran the tips of my fingers
down his back until I got to his panties. He shifted and mumbled
something in his sleep. I slowly pulled the panties down, revealing his
pink little butt. I carefully spread his ass cheeks. I wanted to make
sure his butthole was okay after the hard fucking I had given him the
night before. I didn't see any blood, so I placed a tender kiss on his
asshole.

That woke him up. He rolled over onto his back. His soft penis was
delicate and cute. I started to lick and suck it. He pushed me away and
started mumbling.

"No. Sleepin'. Tryin' to sleep."

I needed to get him all fired up. I started to whisper into his ear. "I
really like you, Sadie. I think you're beautiful. And so sexy. Sure you
don't wanna fool around tonight?" I ran my fingers through his golden
hair and kissed him on the cheek.

"Go `way. Wanna sleep."

Sadly, I crept back into his sister's bedroom where I was staying. I
felt totally mixed up. I didn't realize that things between me and
Donovan were only going to get even more mixed up.

To Be Continued