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Out in Riverdale
"Archiekins," Veronica Lodge cooed.
Archie Andrews averted his attention from throwing his school books in his jalopy to the stunning rich vixen.
"Hey Ronnie," he greeted good naturedly.
She smiled sweetly, "Archie, you are going to join me this weekend at my father's ski lodge?"
"Golly Ronnie," he beamed. "I haven't thought of anything else but."
Veronica smiled coyly. "I'm so glad." She extricated a set of keys from her Prada purse. "I brought these so you could get into the cabin when you drive up there Friday night." She extended the key ring.
Archie frowned. "Gee, Ronnie," he scratched his carrot top head. "I thought that we'd be going up together."
"Archie, daddy gave permission for me to leave school early so I could go up ahead of you and get things cosy for us." She cooed pressing into him. "Surely you want our weekend to be perfect?"
"Well....er....yes," he acquiesced.
"Good, now I have to run but we'll see each other tomorrow." She pecked him briefly on the lips before hurrying away.
"Ah....ok Ronnie." Archie mumbled.
He watched Ronnie disappear behind shrubbery leading to the Riverdale high school building. Tossing the keys up in the air and catching them, he began to whistle happily before getting in his car and driving away.
Watching from behind the shrubbery, Ronnie smiled smugly and turned to the smirking Reggie Mantle at her side.
"You're sure that Archie doesn't suspect anything." She asked.
"Trust me Ronnie," Reggie was smug. "Archie hasn't a clue. That knuckle head has no idea that he's about to be taught a lesson."
"That will teach him to study after school with Betty Cooper," Ronnie pouted.
"Afterward Archie will be history and you'll have a boyfriend who doesn't take you for granted." Reggie leaned in to kiss Veronica, but she turned her face so that his lips touched her cheek.
"Reggie Mantle, you know that I'm Archie's girl." She scolded.
"So you keep reminding me," he rolled his eyes. "But after this weekend...." he grinned broadly.
The next day Archie left Riverdale as scheduled after school and drove his jalopy through the country side to the mountain roads leading to the ski lodge. He whistled merrily, eager to share kisses with Veronica all weekend. He wasn't very concerned with the snow that was falling from the sky.
By the time Archie reached the lodge, he was famished. He thought that it was a bit strange that he didn't see Ronnie's convertible in the drive outside the large ski accommodations. Nonetheless, he whistled a bright tune as he made his way to the lodge's front door. No sooner had Archie entered the domicile, the door was slammed shut and Archie whirled to find a smirking Reggie Mantle blocking the door.
"Reggie!" Archie was baffled. "What are you doing here? Where's Veronica."
"She couldn't make it so she sent me instead," he sneered.
"Uh," Archie scratched his head. "You don't ski."
Reggie rolled his eyes. "Neither do you."
"Yes," Archie nodded, "but it was supposed to be a romantic weekend with Veronica. I can't exactly cuddle up by the fire and kiss you."
Reggie opened his mouth to sneer a retort but clamped his mouth shut when a thought struck him. He and Archie rarely got any kisses. Most of their time was wasted in battles over Veronica. He chewed his lower lip.
Heck, he never even had sex, and surely if he didn't ever score then Archie never....Then he realized that no one ever got any sex in the insipid comics they inhabited. As far as their day to day existence went, they were all dumb teens fighting over girls but never getting anywhere. He looked at Archie. Oh well. Why not? Archie was a knucklehead and Reggie's otherwise unknown cock was rock hard. Archie would do.
"Uh, Reggie," Archie scratched his head. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Reggie grinned. "Archie, you and I are always snipping at each other," he walked to Archie, broadly clasped an arm across his shoulders and propelled him to the living room. "I think that its high time that we become friendly," he held back a bit as he walked and glanced at Archie's bubble butt. It was funny how he'd never noticed how tight, round and fuckable it was before. "It's high time that we made each other happy instead of wasting so much energy on those silly girls."
Archie nodded. "Golly Reggie, it's awfully nice of you. We should be friends."
The Lodge living room was typical cartoon, bear skin rug in front of a blazing fire and opulent nondescript furniture about the room. The fire was already lit, but that was normal for comics so neither gave it much notice.
"Here," Reggie led Archie to the bearskin rug, "lets sit here. Its warmer."
Archie looked at the fire. It was cold outside and Reggie was kind enough to keep him company. Archie reasoned that the weekend wouldn't be such a let down after all. "Ok," he sat down upon the floor. Reggie sat next to him.
"Lie down," Reggie instructed, "relax."
"Ok," Archie agreed good naturedly, beginning to whistle.
With Archie flat on his back, Reggie's keen eyes focused on Archie's otherwise nondescript crotch. He blinked when he realized that he actually could make out the shape of a rather large cock. His own newly acquired cock surged even more.
"Here," Reggie crouched between Archie's legs. "Let me help you get more comfortable."
"Uh.....ok." Archie shrugged as Reggie began to loosen the waistband of his jeans. Since undergarments weren't deemed morally acceptable to their teenage readers, Archie's cock sprang freely from the open fly of his jean. It was semi-erect and extended from a bush of carrot hair.
With a ZIP Reggie zoomed over. He opened his mouth and enveloped Archie's cock. He began to suck on the shaft, his tongue stirring it to complete erection.
Archie cleared his throat awkwardly. "Uh Reg, you sure are being awfully friendly."
Reggie responded by opening his mouth wider and deep throating Archie. Reggie worked impatiently at the buttons of his own jeans with his hands to free his straining cock. He was surprised to feel a drop of liquid at the tip.
Archie watched him avidly, his breathing increasing from Reggie's mouth upon his erection. "Golly Reg. Can I help you after you help me?"
Reggie didn't respond. He increased the tempo of his suction and increased the rhythm of his mouth. His head was bobbing between Archie's spread legs at rapid speed. Boink! Boink! Boink! (Reggie didn't even mind the requisite yet inane Archie comic sound effects!) Reggie's mouth was eliciting strange new feelings throughout Archie's body. He trembled and curled his toes.
"Oh my gosh," Archie gasped as his balls briefly tightened and his cock released a rush of liquid within Reggie's mouth. Archie's eyes widened and rolled in ridiculous dizzy circles.
Reggie's eyes widened in surprise, but the taste was delicious and he eagerly swallowed the strange liquid. When Archie's cock finally finished spurting within Reggie's mouth, both boys were panting.
"Golly Reggie," Archie smiled. "That was really fun."
"I'll say," Reggie agreed with a cocky grin. "Maybe there's something else I can do to help you feel good." He encouraged.
"Really," Archie scratched his head. "I can't think of anything better at the moment."
"Turn over," Reggie grinned.
Archie complied, "ok." He rolled over on to his stomach.
Reggie moved and pulled Archie's pants all the way down his legs. Reggie looked at Archie's bare butt. It was pale with freckles. He reached out and pulled the cheeks apart. Archie hummed merrily. Reggie smirked pleasantly at the tight ringed hole exposed. He looked down at his own hard cock and briefly jerked it.
"Golly Reg," Archie called back to him. "You really are a good friend to help me out like this." He smiled and began to whistle again.
Archie was a wholesome fool. He snickered. "Oh," he grasped the base of his hard cock and moved a bit so that the head was aimed at Archie's winking ring. "I'm going to really help you now." He moved a bit and the tip touched Archie's hole. "Just one swift thrust and.........."
to be continued.