Jill must have sensed it wasn't a good time to pursue his own rape of Sheldon but I wondered if he'd ever really been serious to begin with. He got what he wanted and that was to watch me ravish little Sheldon as he devoured the hairless genitals.
Sheldon laid there glassy eyed. His breathing quite labored but not in a sexual way with Jill still going down on him. He was hyperventilating!
" mmmy... pppuffer... in mmmy... pant pppocket!" he struggled to say between breaths.
It only took a second to register what he meant. He was asthmatic and needed what every other kid at school seemed to need, medication in a cylinder!
I admired Jillian's quick reaction to Sheldon's obvious distress even before I could react to his urgent need.
Two or three puffs later, he was his boisterous self and proclaimed, "Fuck... a guy sure doesn't want to fall asleep around here!" he said in a serious tone but then laughed, easing the tension. "My asshole is on fire!"
Jill replied, "Too bad, ya should have been here earlier 'cause Jacky could have extinguished it for ya!" he laughed causing me to do the same, but the gist was lost on Sheldon.
Sheldon lost his physical inhibitions and remained naked between Jill and me. As I had suspected, he was self conscious until Jill told him how much he loved Shel's junk and how it turned him on. We groped indiscriminate as we kissed in a three-way exchange, tongues bathed each others face in saliva. I could not understand why Sheldon did not react in a harsh manner to his abuse and I asked him point blank.
"Hey, I've had worse pain. Try getting kicked in the balls so often that ya think they're busted open; or having your arm twisted behind your back until it snaps. The worst was a cracked rib, now that hurts like fuck, Jacky!" he sadly relayed, "So your dick up my ass was nothing in comparison, I might have even liked it had I not needed my Ventolin so bad. And I'm thankful that it wasn't horse cock over there that did me!" he laughed looking at Jill. "No offence, dude!"
His words didn't make me feel any better about what I did to him. He took it all in stride, chalked it up to just another day; another bully and used to being a victim. I'd never been a bully before, but that was how I felt then.
Jill interrupted my self loathing moment, "Okay -- now if you two sob sisters are done, how bout we have some fun now that we're all friends again!"
I made my way down Jill's body starting at his perky nipples. Sheldon was soon to follow and we resumed our hold on each other's genitals, licking downward until we finally shared Jill together without detachment or self-censorship. He was as eager to please my man as I was.
Jill was already spent and he knew it but enjoyed the attention he was receiving for a little while. He pulled Sheldon upward and began an assault to his genitalia. I joined the foray until we brought him to orgasm.
Sheldon didn't need his puffer right then, it was orgasmic bliss that had him gasping for air from Jill's relentless but successful quest to get him off. Jill reaped the rewards of his efforts but shared the bitter-sweetness with me in a kiss.
Sheldon looked down at his hard cock with a puzzled look, "Guess I must like this queer stuff, my dick has been hard for way to long and it kinda hurts!"
Jill and I laughed at Sheldon's comment, but neither of us told him about the Viagra and Ecstasy that we fed him. Some things are just best left unsaid.
We snuggled Jillian on ether's side, the silent sound of sleep was soon heard, and I was not far behind before I reminisced on the day's events. What a fucking adventure it was! Not that I had anybody to tell about it, but even if I did... they'd never believe it anyway! Life with my Jillian was as unpredictable as the Weather Network.
I awoke about noon and looked around for Sheldon. I thought he had gone home until I saw a little foot sticking out from between the back of Jill's knees. Jill had enveloped the little guy in his larger frame, I could barely see him buried there, both sawing logs. I leaned over Jill for a closer inspection and a pang of jealousy crept over me. It wasn't bad enough that Jill had Sheldon in a loving embrace, but his hand encompassed Shel's genitals! I wondered if they played around some more while I was asleep.
Jill's fascination with younger boys struck me like lightning. It wasn't the age that he preferred! I had been so naive and missed the true extent of his desire, -- hairless! Sheldon was perfection in Jill's eyes, slightly younger than me with little boy looks, well, feminine-boyish looks and hairless!
Grandma's Lady-Bic-Razor put me back on an even playing field; underarms included! It wasn't easy to shave off what I've been striving to grow for so long! A right of passage altered and reversed. "Clean as a whistle, just the way I like em, Jacky!" His words echoed in my head as I watched my few blond hairs swirl down the shower drain with every stroke of the razor. Cause that's the way he likes em!
Wrapped at the waist in a towel I made my way to the kitchen for three bowls, three spoons, milk and the box of Cocoa-Puffs to treat everyone to breakfast in bed. My jealousies had been flushed down the drain! I felt invigorated, a contender in maintaining Jillian's affection that I couldn't wait to show him. Every hair disposed of; he'd love me all the more I was sure!
I entered the kitchen to find grandma talking to a big black man at the back door. His uniform and tool belt made me shutter, I knew without a doubt what was going down.
Grandma turned to see me, "Jacky, this man says that we have illegal cable TV and we could be sued, -- some sorta' cable wire hooked up to the pole and into yer bedroom! Know anythin' bout' that boy?" she said, arms crossed in her pissed off state, "He says that other folks been complainin' bout their reception and that's what he done found!"
"Yes grandma, I did it... like... well ... cause' we wanted to watch the hockey playoffs." I said with remorse and shame for causing grandma the grief of it all, "I didn't mean to disrupt everyone Else's TV, though!
The cable guy just gazed on, perhaps amused I thought. Then he spoke, "Kid... you could go to jail for that, it's theft and..." he rambled on but all I could think about was how glad I was that I didn't say that it was Jillian's doing when he mentioned jail.
"I'm sorry sir,... and you too, grandma. I promise I'll never do that again!" I plead sobbing and threw my arms around grandma.
My second academy award for best actor of the year, well almost till my towel fell to the floor! My hairless genitalia exposed for only a moment. Embarrassed beyond anything else, I scooped it up and re-tucked it. No one paid any noticeable attention, thank God!
The man smiled and giggled, "Damn near had it perfect, boy! I admire your handy-work hookin' that shit up, but ya forgot to wrap them there wires completely with electrical tape. -- Ya see the power lines just below interfere with exposed cable wire and... oh shit, already, I'll fix it up so's ya can watch yer darn playoffs! Temporarily, mind ya, but ya gotta promise me one thing!"
"Anything Sir! Anything at all, I promise!" I begged, holding my towel in place lest it decided to perform an encore.
"See yer granny standin' there all worried like? Ya don't cause her no grief... ever... got it boy?"
"Oh yes Sir, Sir! I love my grandma." It wasn't acting that time. I threw my arms around her and hugged.
"Maybe I'll be back in a few weeks, ya know, ta disconnect when that there ice hockey thing is done. Never understood the game personally," he scratched his head, "but then again, might just forget ta do it all together less there's more complaints, but I doubt it, I'll fix it right." he said and turned, walking away.
Grandma peered at me and I expected a tongue lashing. She lead me by the hand to the kitchen and sat at her favorite spot at the table. I leaned into her loving arms and she peered right though me, knowing all there was to know.
"I'll just bet it wasn't you that messed with that cable, Jacky! That boy Jillian done messed with it but its neither here or there now. Thank the Lord that that man was a true Christian at heart and he liked ya plenty. You're a good boy, Jacky. People see it in ya and respect ya for it, they always had. Just make sure nothin' gets in the way of yer God given good nature, son. Its a virtue that'll get ya through life!"
I hugged her again so tight that I thought I might break a fragile bone. Her scent so comforting of mind. I cried for no real reason other than her love, her being, her understanding. My rock when all that life ever gave was pebbles.
"Don't hardly see ya any more, little one. I know that he's been sleepin' in your bed every night, I'm no fool! He's probably better off here than in that house across the way; God only knows!"
"He's a good boy at heart, grandma. I... I love him and he loves me. I don't expect you to understand it all!" I divulged.
"I might be an ole lady, Jacky, but I'm wiser than ya think. I don't see ya goin' fishin' anymore lately. Traipsin' down the street with your rod on yer shoulder and yer tackle box in hand. No picnic lunch for me to make fer ya anymore. It saddens me, boy... it saddens me! Cuz there's nothin' I can do to keep ya a little boy any longer. Yer growing up fast lately. Too fast fer my likin', Jacky!"
"I'm not a little boy anymore, grandma," I replied with respect to her concerns, "I'm thirteen and a half now. I still like fishing, its just that we've been busy with... other things."
Other things, like shop lifting, extortion, theft, rape, alcohol and drugs and not to mention, gay sex!
"I know, little one. Just promise that you'll be careful and always keep yer wits about ya."
"I promise, grandma." I kissed her cheek and with a pat on my behind, I knew that I'd been excused.
"Yer gonna get that mop of hair cut today if it kills ya. I'll give ya some money to get it done."
I gathered up the breakfast and explained to grandma that a friend had stayed over night.
"Well hells bells, ya all can eat in the dang kitchen, Jacky!" she said, hands on hips, "I'll make ya's all brunch. God knows its past breakfast by now anyway!"
"Ya don't have to put yourself out, grandma, they're still asleep anyway and besides..."
She cut me off, "I'll make bacon and scrambled eggs. Blue berry pancakes that ya like so much. Lord knows how long its been since I've made them for ya, child! Now go wake up Jillian and your other friend, its settled, give this old gal something to fuss over, will ya!
I hugged her tight, "I love you, grandma!"
"And I love you, Jacky. More than anything in this world. Now go get your friends awake. Come as they are in perfect brunch attire, so tell them not to worry bout getting dressed and all.
Come as they are would shock the fuck out of the old lady! That definitely wouldn't go over well in her kitchen. I laughed at the thought of a naked Jillian and Sheldon sitting down at the table. Then again, boys will be boys in her eyes and she would have thought exactly that had she not caught boys doing boys instead and would become a little suspect of the nudity!
When I entered the room the smell of shit, piss and body odour and alcohol hit me like a ton of bricks. I didn't notice it when I got up, in all probability it was there all along, but I had simply grown used to smelling it. Also present in the air was the unmistakable smell of puke.
Along with all that, the bottom drawer make-shift cooler had leaked the melted ice cubes, saturating the carpet for several feet. Two vodka coolers were laying on their sides and had spilled their contents as well, one in Sheldon's sleeping corner lying upside-down and empty atop the pillow.
The guys were already awake, Jill was giving head to a very content Sheldon who noticed my presence first. "There you are! We were wondering where ya got to. Fuck, am I hung over, Jacky! Never going to drink again." Well, that answered the puke question, where it was I didn't know.
Jill did not acknowledge me and continued to blow Sheldon. I thought about joining them for a quickie but the sound of pots and pans clanging in the kitchen made my tummy growl in anticipation of grandma's feast. My new little boy look would have to wait to be revealed, I turned away and dropped the towel to put on a pair of discarded boxers.
"Grandma's making us brunch so get up and have a shower. It'll make ya feel better, Shel." I urged.
Jill looked up and smiled, "I'm already having brunch; boy sausage and hard-boiled eggs!" he chuckled as he took a testicle into his mouth, "Mmmmm, tasty as hell too!"
Reluctantly, Jill got up and he and Sheldon strolled to the bathroom, naked! God, I hoped grandma didn't see both boys in their morning glory walking down the hall. I used the opportunity to straighten up, tossing the soiled bedding out the window to wait laundering. The room was somewhat presentable at last and the wonderful scent of bacon frying made my stomach churn again, I made my way to the bathroom to hurry them up.
As expected, but not knowing whom would be doing whom when I opened the door, Jill stood in front of the toilet where Sheldon was seated. Both boys were dripping wet and Jill's cock dripped as well. He had come all over Sheldon's face at the exact moment when I entered the bathroom.
"He didn't want me to come in his mouth!" Jill explained, "But I'll tell ya, he's getting the hang of sucking cock -- that was awesome, Shel! he praised.
I knew that they weren't being sneaky about it, I felt left out though. Jill seemed overly obsessed with Sheldon, almost smitten and a whole lot more patient initiating him into sex than he was with me. I remembered him saying something about a blowjob is not a great blowjob if you don't let the guy come in your mouth in the very least! But he allowed Sheldon that exception. Nor did he fuck Sheldon as he claimed he wanted to do after I 'broke him in.' It was all very confusing, but my hunger pangs took precedent.
...to be continued....