Chapter 10
Though nothing constructive was accomplished by the meeting in the high school auditorium, news spread around that the high school kids were a bunch of degenerates. The whole town was in an uproar.
Some of the kids got grounded by their parents. Millhouse, in his newspaper editorials, blamed old Rankin and the school. His headlines began screaming stories of teenage killings, burglaries, rapes, and prostitution from city slums to prosperous suburban communities all over the United States.
"Our children are committing crimes of violence and sexual promiscuity," he wrote heatedly.
He wanted to know why.
Spud, reading the headlines, said under his breath, "Hell, because it feels good!"
Lots of the parents thought they knew the answers, including Spud's pop. Spud, fed up with his old man's beefing, avoided him as much as he could. Among rhe teenagers, there were those small groups that had barely stepped over the limits drawn by convention, and cautiously at that. But they were scared, and at school they gathered together to discuss their sins and express contrition, hovering close for mutual protection and support.
Others, like Donna Overstreet and Kirk Myers, went around flaunting their rebellion and anger.
Spud held himself aloof from both groups.
His hot thoughts stayed mostly on Hazel Rankin. He wondered if he were oversexed. Hazel was almost thirty, and, to Spud, that seemed old. And yet, she was youthful and good-looking, and she had as much wiggle in her ass as any of the high school broads. He guessed it was mostly because she hadn't been worn out by her goddamned, puky old husband.
And to think that old Rankin, with a wife like Hazel, was leading a moral crusade!
It made Spud laugh.
He wandered back to school on Tuesday, mostly to give old Miss Parks something to crap-off about. But the sudden new silly rules, made after yesterday's meeting, and the whole crazy new set-up, disgusted him.
On Wednesday, he didn't go back.
He fooled around town, then spent some time with Bryce Griffin down at the ice plant.
He decided to go see Hazel.
He detoured as he neared the Rankin house, taking no chances that he might be seen. Spud's home was on the lot just north of the Rankin's, which was identical in construction to his. He sneaked up cautiously from the south.
As he stepped upon the porch, he heard voices inside. He hadn't expected Hazel to have company. He drew closer and listened.
When he recognized a man's voice, he grinned and decided it was Coach, after a little of Hazel's ass.
And then he knew it wasn't. What he saw, though, made his heart lodge in his throat.
Jake Sears, he saw through a crack in the window, was seated in one of Hazel's chairs.
Spud glued his nose to the window, listened and looked.
When Jake moved to the divan with Hazel, and they began kissing up a storm, Spud's tensions left. Jake's hand was groping under Hazel's short dress. He broke loose after a minute, and went to old Rankin's liquor cabinet. He poured himself a stiff, straight drink, and as he went back to Hazel, Spud saw the tightness across the front of Jake's pants and knew he was hot for a fuck.
Then his lips curled, as if he'd eaten quinine. "Honey," he said to Hazel, "you have an evil gleam in your cold, blue eyes! Want to tell me why?"
"Don't leer at me! I'm thinking!" Hazel replied.
"You mean, you're licking your bright lips. What's on your mind?"
"It's not what you're thinking, Jake Sears!" Hazel said, stone sober. "If Ronald ever finds out that - that I've been unfaithful - there'll be trouble!"
"Nobody has the guest list."
"I mean it, Jake."
"A woman like you needs - shall we say? - a little excitement - like at Donna's. How can he know about it?"
"All this investigation scares me."
"Aw, hell. The whole thing will come to nothing, I can assure you. Too many prominent people--" Jake paused. "Now, let me get you a brandy."
While Jake poured the brandy, Hazel kicked off her shoes.
She took the brandy, and Jake rubbed against her. "Now," he said, "let me excite you!"
Spud was on fire when Jake started undressing Hazel. Then Jake shucked out of his own clothes and stood there magnificently naked. What a pair! Spud could tell that Jake worked hard to keep in first rate shape.
As Spud watched, Jake took one of Hazel's magnificent tits into his mouth and sucked it.
Hazel bounced it a little and grinned down at him.
"You like tits, huh?" she asked.
"You kiddin?" Jake said, gritting his teeth.
He turned now, and Spud saw that his cock was hard as steel. He didn't have too much size. Hazel stroked it a couple of times, then curled her fingers about it and squeezed, pulling gently at the same time. The cock extended to its full length, about five inches.
Hazel kept holding it, feeling it, stroking. Jake slid his hand up over her butt.
Hazel turned loose and Jake waggled his cock at her. She watched, her eyes saying she was interested. There was no kidding about that.
Jake squatted in one of the yellow chairs. "Come on - come on," he said. "Suck it!"
Spud watched Hazel's mouth close over Jake's cock. Jesus! Hazel was licking him expertly. Spud gritted his teeth, feeling right along with Jake.
Pretty soon, Jake pulled back. "Don't make me come," he said to Hazel.
She released his dick, licking the pink head of it with her tongue, kissing it with soft lips.
"Now, get on me," she said.
"Okay."
Hazel lay on the rug, her legs up and wide-spread. Her pink-lipped cunt showed in a fringe of hair.
"Get on it," she ordered. "Give me a fast fuck!"
Jake dropped to his knees, and Spud saw Hazel grab for his prick. He pushed up into her crotch, and she guided it in. He thrust and began to fuck her fast, with quick strokes. He slowed down and started pulling it out, driving it in, pulling it out, driving it in - Hazel squirmed.
"Like it?" Jake asked.
Hazel frowned and looked disappointed.
But the whole scene had heated Spud up. He felt a twinge of electricity race through his cock, and then his pants tented to accommodate his own hard-on. He wished he was in Jake's place!
"You like it, don't you?" Jake whispered. "I mean, you like men -" "They make the world go round!"
"And are necessary for certain kinds of games!"
Spud's erection was pushing harder at his pants. As Hazel and Jake began to fuck again like young animals, he turned away. He'd never been a peeping-tom, and he didn't like the idea of being a mere onlooker. He heard Hazel's heavy breathing, then her laughter.
He stopped and listened.
It took Hazel several seconds to control her mirth. "You and Coach are both a couple of short-horned bastards!" she said. "Why, I know a high school boy who's got more cock than both of you put together!"
She means me, Spud thought, going hot and cold all over! What better invitation could a guy want? He made a break for the front door to join Hazel and Jake.
He surprised them, of course, but not enough to break them apart. They rolled on the carpet and moaned.
"Join us?" Hazel invited, looking up.
It was like watching a hot movie. Spud's desire was great, and his cock begged to be stuck somewhere. He wanted to become a part of that writhing and frantic groaning, but he didn't know where to begin. He made a start, however, and slipped off his pants and shorts. His naked cock throbbed until it hurt.
"Oh, God," Jake groaned, biting Hazel's neck until she screamed. "I'm coming -" He jerked in a couple of spasms, and it was over.
Hazel pushed him off and he rolled onto the floor, lying there on his back, exhausted. He stayed there for some minutes.
"Go upstairs and clean up," Hazel ordered. Then, to Spud, "You can have it later."
Jake went to the bathroom and returned in one of Hazel's fancy gowns. Spud could hardly believe it. Jake in drag!
He'd fixed his face with Hazel's paint and powder. He looked like a woman - if you didn't look below the belt - and not a bad one at that!
He came up and rested a hand on Spud's knee. "What do you think of this?" he asked.
Spud couldn't think of an answer.
"Coach thinks I'm his boy, but I'm not!" Jake offered. "Nothing can stop me when I see something I like - and I like you, Spud."
He was eyeing Spud's cock.
"You and Coach must have a ball," Spud said sourly.
"You'd better believe it! Come, let me sh you what I do to him!"
He had made Spud lose his erection. H noticed and asked, "Does the sight of J nakedness bother you, Spud?"
"Hell, no!" Spud said.
She fingered his cock, and it began to stiffen. All at once, he was hotter than hell. He got Hazel onto the floor, and went in quick and deep. He was where the action was, up to the hilt!
She squeezed him with her cunt, holding him tightly, and rubbing her tits against his chest, doing everything she could to make him lose his wad. Spud decided not to fool around. He went as deep as he could, making her gasp. And then he spurted.
She held on, sucking her breath in, her pussy squeezing his cock. He kept fucking it. Man, she was good! He fed it to her until it began to go soft.
"Okay," she said, "you've had it. Get up."
Spud sighed. "Shit," he said, when he pulled it out of her.
It wasn't five minutes until he was homy as hell again. He mounted Hazel once more. It took him a few seconds to realize that Jake was on him, leaning over his shoulder, seeking his mouth. Spud turned his head.
What the hell, he thought. But he was too hot to be difficult. And, anyway, unusual situations called for unusual measures.
In the center of a dog pile, he took his time with Hazel, working slow. He felt Jake's mouth and tongue running over his back, his neck.
Slowly, Jake traced the line of his spine with his tongue, and Spud's body jerked in response to his touch. He moaned when Jake's tongue reached the dark cleft of his ass. It lingered there at the base of his cock, licking both cock and pussy, then went to his dangling balls. He knew now that Jake was watching his cock piston in and out of Hazel.
Hazel forced his cock out of her pussy, and instantly, Jake's mouth went over it, down to its base. Spud moaned his pleasure and turned on his side to give Jake better access to his cock. Jake took turns licking his cock and tongue-fucking Hazel's pussy. It was something new and different to Spud - something very wild.
When Spud mounted Hazel again, Jake climbed on top of him. Spud felt Jake's hard cock against his asshole and tensed.
"Hold still," Jake ordered. "I've got to put this hot stick somewhere. I'll be gentle." He moaned as he pressed his hardness against Spud's hole.
Spud wouldn't allow himself to be fucked, but he let Jake ride him. As he plunged in and out of Hazel, Jake imitated the rhythm.
Hazel came first, gasping and sobbing, clawing at both men. Suddenly, Jake came hotly all over Spud's ass. He clung to Spud for a moment to regain his breath, before he rolled to the floor and lay on his back. He lay there and watched Spud pump it into Hazel.
"Don't tell me you haven't shot your load!" Jake grinned.
Just at that moment, Spud exploded. He lay on Hazel, his cock still stiff inside her.
Jake got up and disappeared for a minute. He came back with a damp towel, separated Spud from Hazel, and cleaned both of them. The hand and the towel began to warm Spud, and he heard Jake whisper, "Let me -" Spud let him. His cock was only half-erect when Jake took it into his hot mouth. As Jake gripped his ass and began sucking, Spud felt his cock swell in Jake's mouth, and it was only a few seconds until the warm cream drained from him again.
Hazel said, "I see you're not used to our games. Like 'em, Spud?"
"I guess," Spud said, rolling, exhausted, onto the floor. "It's all new to me."
"It's okay," she said. "You're among friends."
Jake was silent.
Hazel added, "Spud's pretty wonderful, don't you think, Jake?"
Winking at Spud, he suggested, "We should try it again sometime!"