Chapter 37

THE BAND QUIT PLAYING and started packing up. Adults began picking up their coolers and boxes of food. Cars left the long lane from Tori’s house to the road. The coals in the smoker had long since been doused. The bonfire was dying. John and Maria McDonald extracted a promise from the teens that they would make sure it was completely out before they left it.

The girls and Dennis sat around the coals and roasted marshmallows, making s’mores, and occasionally sneaking kisses or gentle caresses. Debbie gradually made her way to Dennis and sat down next to him. He gave her the marshmallow he was toasting and she shared the sticky mess of chocolate and graham cracker with him. Then she leaned in to kiss him.

It was a slow and sticky kiss at first. They licked the chocolate off each other’s lips and then the kiss got deeper. Debbie was panting as the pulled away.

“They told me you’d never do this unless I invited you,” she said.

“I’ll kiss you anytime you want,” he answered.

“That’s not ... not quite what I meant.” Debbie leaned into the kiss again and pulled Dennis’s hand up to her breast. She was sure her top wasn’t as beautiful as Tori’s. Or Brenda’s or Lana’s, for that matter. But to Dennis’s hand, it felt perfect. “I’ve never made out like that before,” she whispered. “Or at all, I guess. We’ve all kissed a little together and I found out I liked that a lot. But to kiss with a boy who likes me enough to gently touch me and make me feel so good is all new to me. Thank you, boyfriend.” They went back to kissing and caressing and then she got up so someone else could enjoy his arms.

“Why didn’t I think about how bad I was going to smell before I danced so hard and started sweating?” Leanne asked. There were grunts of agreement around the circle.

“Or played basketball or volleyball,” Roberta agreed.

“We’ll be like pioneers before they started taking baths, or whatever,” Diane said. “Our own body odor will keep us from noticing anyone else’s.”

“Not necessarily,” Tori said. “When we get the fire put out, I have a little something special in mind. Nobody goes to bed without a shower.”

“Really?” Brenda said. “I admit that I can’t tell my odor from anyone else’s. Dennis? Can you recognize us all by smell?”

“I’m not completely blind, Brenda. My other senses haven’t grown to compensate,” he laughed. “Besides, everyone smells like campfire smoke.”

“Come on. Let’s drown the fire and go into the barn,” Tori said. They cleaned up the last of the mess and made sure the coals were completely out, covering them with a bucket of sand that was nearby for that purpose.

In the barn, Tori adjusted the lights so the full floods of the barn dance were out and just the overhead bulb in the stall provided light.

“So, what’s the big secret?” Amy asked.

“It’s in the next stall,” Tori said as she led them to it. This stall had a concrete floor with a drain in the middle. “Back in Grandpa’s day, this was the horse barn and he was very much into showing them at fairs and parades. So, he had this stall fitted out to wash the horses in. I cleaned it out good this week and even managed to get the old water heater lit.” She picked a hose with a sprayer on it off the hook and turned the water on. After a minute of adjusting the temperature, she pronounced it perfect. She hung the hose up and began stripping. “I for one am going to cuddle up to my lovers all nice and clean. Anyone care to join me? There’s room for all of us and we can help hold the hose for each other.”

“Tori, you’re a genius. A genius with a beautiful body!” Natalie said, joining in. In a moment the girls were all stripping. Tori had bottles of shampoo, conditioner, and body wash in the stall. Dennis smiled at seeing her naked, but hung back so not to make the girls uncomfortable.

“Hey, you,” Brenda whispered. “You smell, too. Get undressed.”

“I don’t want to make anyone uncomfortable. I mean ... Debbie and Lana are in there.”

“And you will be, too. Come on, honey. You’re our boyfriend and like Natalie used to say, you’re one of the girls.”

“Well, this girl will have a beacon pointing at the others,” he sighed as he stepped out of his shorts and sandals.

“Believe me, honey, all the girls have beacons pointing the way, too.” She took hold of his cock and led him into the stall where the girls were passing the shower head around and lathering each other up. Shortly, they were all laughing and Dennis was being lathered as well. As one girl lathered his hair, another stepped into his arms and kissed him, being sure to get his cock wedged between them while she ground herself on it. Then another took her place and Dennis worked the lather into her hair as they kissed.

Most of the girls gave him some sign of recognition so he knew who was kissing him while his eyes were closed. It was easy for him to tell Rosie. He wasn’t sure if he was kissing Daniella first or Roberta. He could easily tell Brenda and Amy. And Diane. He discovered Leanne and Judith had very similar builds. Natalie was easy to recognize because they were just so comfortable in each other’s arms. Tori got the same treatment and made sure he got his hands full of her ass as well as her tits. That had Dennis near to coming.

“You were the first boy to ever touch my boobs,” Debbie said as she pressed herself close to him. “You might as well touch them with nothing on them.” She pulled his hands to her breasts and ground herself against him as they kissed. “Mmm! Oh! I just came! Oh, geez! With a boy!” she gasped. Dennis was even nearer.

The next girl in his arms backed against him, catching his cock between her cheeks and rubbing slightly. She was shaking and Dennis shook the water from his eyes and looked at the nearly white blonde hair of Lana.

“Lana. You don’t have to do this, honey. Don’t let them make you do anything!” he whispered in her ear, but she stayed snug against him.

“No one’s making me, Dennis. We’ve been practicing for this all summer.” She pulled his hands around her waist and began washing motions with them as she worked her way up. He got the idea and she released his hands to stretch her arms up over her shoulders so she could touch his head and turn her face toward him slightly. Kissing from this position was not the easiest, but their mouths touched as his hands glided up over her breasts and squeezed them softly. “Yes. All summer working toward this,” she gasped. She turned away, planted one more quick kiss on him and stepped back. The soap had been rinsed off everyone by this time and Tori turned the spray onto Dennis’s very erect cock to make sure it was clean. Then Judith dove in to suck it into her mouth. Three quick bobs and Dennis exploded, almost losing his footing on the concrete, but Natalie and Leanne jumped to support him as Judith drained his cock of all he had to offer. Tori shut the water off.

“Um ... Now we just have to stand around and drip dry,” Rosie said. “I didn’t bring a towel.”

“Don’t worry,” Tori said. “As long as you don’t expect luxurious five-star hotel towels, there’s a stack of them here.”

“Hey, these are as good as the locker room towels,” Daniella said.

“What are we going to do when we have new girls on the team who aren’t in our family?” Leanne asked. “How do we get Dennis to shower with us after a game?”

“We don’t,” Dennis said firmly. “We don’t expect anyone to join us and I don’t come into the locker room unless everyone is decent.”

“They can always not look if they don’t want to,” Tori said.

“How can you not look at that?” Debbie and Lana said at the same time. They started giggling and Dennis realized both girls were staring at his cock. Well, he was past being embarrassed by his own erection. Though it did seem to get firmer when he realized Lana was looking.

“That won’t work,” he said. “I know the popular opinion is that if something offends you, all you have to do is not look at it. That’s fine for some things, but not for others.”

“Yeah. If gay marriage offends you, don’t marry a gay,” Rosie said. “It’s easy.”

“But some things are actually in your personal space. A boy in the girls’ shower or locker room is one of them,” Dennis continued. “Really, my beautiful, beautiful girlfriends. I love you all and want to see you and touch you and love you all the time. But we need to be respectful of others and each other. We made such a big splash last year that now the whole school’s athletic program has quadrupled in size. We could set it back that far if we don’t set a good example.”

“Hey! Speaking of gay marriages, did any of you get introduced to Coach Mills’ family?” Daniella asked. “I didn’t realize they were together until she introduced her wife to Mom. And two cute little kids about three or four years old. Our school is so progressive they’ve hired a gay married teacher to coach cheerleading and teach home ec.”

“She’s got a hell of an arm, too,” Tori said. “She pegged the softball from right field straight into home plate! And she gave me a couple of pointers for my pitch.”

“Your pitch is already wicked,” Dennis said. “I couldn’t believe how you burned it across the plate.”

“You’ll have to come and watch us play in the church league tournament,” she said. “It starts next week.”

“What church? You don’t go to the Lutheran Church, do you?”

“No. We go to the Methodist Church over in White Center. Not that I go to church much, but Mom says I need to attend at least occasionally if I’m going to play on their team.”

Now that they were clean and dry, none of the teens were quick to get their clothes on as they laid out their sleeping bags on the bed of straw they’d filled the room with. There was only one dim light, but Dennis couldn’t help glancing at Lana, whose blonde hair seemed to catch the light and shimmer. And there were wisps just a shade darker on her mound. Dennis couldn’t help but salivate a little.