"Thank you, ma'am," Ray said modestly, grabbing his balls with both hands and jiggling. "Yep, these balls got real, honest-to-god thrust. They're powerhouses, for sure."
Sue made a little dent in the sand with her fingers. "Let's bury the rubber in here," she said. "I don't want you usin' it again."
He scratched his head, obviously toying with Sue. "I don't know about that," he said. "Maybe we oughta toss it on a corner in town and kinda watch people-uh-step over it and everything."
"Don't be joo-vee-nile," Sue said. "Come on, doggie. Bury your li'l old bone."
Scowling, the big-cocked Ray complied. To everyone's surprise, he gave Sue a big kiss on the cheek. "I wanna thank you, Sue," he said. "You're gonna make some man a good wife someday. Hell, you're gettin' to be a better fuck all the time. No crap."
Sue beamed. "Thanks, Ray. You can thank my brother, too. He's the one who broke me in. Yeah, it certainly was one fine fuck."
"Someday I wanna try it without a rubber, though. I bet it feels maybe a hundred times better."
"Long as it's not on me!" Sue said. "Don't want no baby 'fore I'm married. That's for damn sure."
"We could do it the French way," Ray said. "They do it with their mouths so they won't get knocked up. We never done that before."
Sue made a face like she was going to puke. "Gluk!" she said. "I don't want no man's pisser in my mouf. Huh-uh. And no big wanger tearin' up my bung hole either. No thanks. I'll take pricks with rubbers on 'em. Makes me come just fine. That other shit's fer perverts."
Denny and Rex suddenly broke into uncontrollable laughter from behind the bushes. Both boys had just come in her mouth, and Joyce found the situation terribly funny, too. She exploded with giggling.
Ray turned, squinting angrily at their hiding place. "We got spies there?" he said. "Hey, come on out! Who's that?"
Winking, Rex signaled for the three of them to stand up. All three stood, pretending they had just arrived. Parting the bushes, Rex said, "So there you are! We wondered where you two'd wandered off to. Took a little hike, eh?"
Ray cradled his balls again. "True," he said. "Me and Sue took a stroll. Yeah, a stroll really feels good sometimes." His nearly flaccid dong was swollen and still looked enormous. He wagged it proudly. "I strolled right inside li'l Sue and tickled her ribs with Big Jed here."
Denny and Joyce laughed, but Rex just looked the other way. Joyce wondered if maybe-like her own brother-Rex was just a little jealous. Ray had a bigger organ than he did, and maybe he was worried that his sister liked to fuck Ray better than him.
It was lunchtime and they were all hungry. They dressed and hiked up the road from the pond to Jenkins Market, a half mile away. Then the five of them sat eating potato chips and drinking Dr. Pepper on the sagging wood front step of the old building.
After eating, they went back to the pond and spent the rest of the afternoon swimming and horsing around. Finally, when the late afternoon shadows fell across the pond, they dressed and mounted their bicycles and made the long, uphill pull to town. As they pumped, struggling up the asphalt incline, they gleefully began searching for used rubbers, empty beer cans and wadded up tissues along the Pond Road. Although the road was not used much during the day, it was obvious that it became a Lovers' Lane after dark. As they spotted the rubbers-evidence of all the fucking that went on there-Denny let his imagination wander. He conjured up special, erotic stories to go along with each used prophylactic he spotted. Groin tingling, he visualized women with their legs spread wide and screaming for their men sex partners to "Fuck me! Fuck me!"
He also vividly pictured men sucking pussies and women sucking cocks, and he could see the men sticking on the rubbers and slipping their hard-ons right into the steaming pussies of the women and then coming and wiping their pricks off with the tissues. He could hardly wait till he got old enough to buy a car and then take girls for rides and fuck them. Then he would also toss his used rubbers out the window, so youngsters could see them the next day and think just what he was thinking now: Somebody fucked here, right here!
As he pumped harder against his pedals he wondered what people did before there was such a thing as rubbers. He guessed the guys probably just pulled their pricks out of the pussies before coming and spurted all over the girls' tummies. That was interesting, he thought. There must have been an awful lot of sticky girls' tummies in olden times.
Finally the group reached town, Walden Flats proper, and as they passed his father's office, Denny was tempted to stop in and say hello. But he decided not to. Seeing their father tonight would be soon enough. At the opposite end of town-the whole town was less than a quarter mile long-the five of them pulled their bikes to a stop at a fork in the road.
Rex, Ray and Sue all lived the other way, so they would have to part here. They started to separate and then Sue said, "Oh, yeah, I almost forgot to tell ya. There's gonna be a big party at Jimmy Bridges place next week. His folks are gonna be on vacation so we're plannin' this big party-beer, fuckin', everything. It's on Saturday… a week from tomorrow. Kin you come?"
"You remember Jimmy Bridges, doncha?" Ray asked Denny.
"Sure," Denny said. Jimmy had gone swimming with them a few times last summer. He was kind of a wise-ass, but pretty funny, bearable.
"Sure, we'll be there," he said. "But what you gonna do tomorrow?"
Rex said they planned to go to the matinee at the Walden Flats theater tomorrow afternoon. There was a Steve McQueen flick showing, he said. They all agreed to meet at 1:15 tomorrow at the theater. Then, as Denny and Joyce started for home, Sue called to Joyce.
"Listen, girl," she said, knowledgeably, "be sure to wear a lock on your pants-either that or a chastity belt." She giggled. "'Cause guys come and sit down next to ya. They start playin' with your jugs and pussy just like they was shakin' hands. No shit. Just warnin' ya so ya kin come prepared."
Joyce, secretly, found the prospect exciting. Today had been quite an eye-opener, sexually. She could hardly wait until tomorrow. They said goodbye again to Sue, Rex and Ray, then pumped on toward home.
CHAPTER 5
By the time Denny and Joyce reached their father's house, they were totally exhausted and very hungry. They wheeled their bikes in the garage, then headed for the house. And then, for the first time, they saw Frederick, the dog their father had told them about. He appeared to be a blend of spaniel and some kind of hound. From nowhere, he came snarling, then skidded to a ferocious stop just inches from them. Teeth bared, drooling, he barked viciously and appeared on the verge of attacking.
"Stop him, Denny!" Joyce shrieked, hiding behind her brother. "He's going to-to kill us! Quick! Shoot him or something!"
"Frederick," Denny purred softly. "You're a nice bow-bow, boy. Nice boy. Relax, Frederick. Lie down, boy."
At the mention of his name, Frederick grew suddenly affectionate. It was almost as if the animal understood that anybody knowing his name could not possibly be an enemy. Still drooling, he sat back on his haunches, tilting his shaggy head to one side. Then he approached apologetically and began licking Denny's outstretched hand.
"That's a nice Frederick," Denny sing-songed.
His sister had fled to the porch of the house. She stood there, crouched and cowering.
"You may return now," Denny said, his voice arrogant and superior sounding.
"Daniel in the lion's den," she said, complimenting him. "How did you do it?"
"I simply stared him down," Denny said. "You know, I bet he'd make a terrific pussy licker with that long tongue of his. If you're good, sis, I may command him to lick your snatch some day. How'd you like that, huh? Hmm, sis, huh? Huh?"
"Shut up, pervert!" Joyce replied. "Why do you have to turn everything into-into something to do with fucking and sucking?"