Country Boy in the City
Copyright© 2021 by Mushroom
Chapter 39
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 39 - This picks up almost a decade after "Country Boy, City Girl" ends. George Culver has decided that he has had enough of the hypocrites and prigs in Idaho, and moves to Los Angeles to attend college. Away from his older brother who he has problems with, determined to become his own man in his own way. And not a carbon copy as many expect him to become. Note: Story codes will be added as the story progresses.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa Teenagers Blackmail Coercion Drunk/Drugged Rape Teen Siren Lesbian Heterosexual GameLit Historical School Cheating Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Interracial Black Male Black Female White Male White Female Oriental Female Hispanic Female Indian Female Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Exhibitionism Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Pregnancy Safe Sex Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Smoking Geeks Porn Theatre Prostitution Slow
The next evening I arrived at the party that Chet had invited me to, and a lot of people were surprised to see me. Several were asking me what I had been doing since I dropped out, and I had to tell them over and over I did not drop out, just moved to a lighter class load at another college so I could spend more time flying.
“The job I had flying ended several months ago, so now I’m at a full class load at Glendale. And I’ll have my AA in a few more months, so then it will hardly matter.”
At that time Josh showed up and said that would mean nothing, as my AA would be from a community college and not a university like theirs was. And I was not surprised when Mike agreed with him, as they two really were very much the same. And Chet is actually the one that put his hand on my shoulder and shook his head.
“Naw, nobody will care. George here is still going to be a lawyer, right?” I nodded my head and he smiled and continued. “That means his Bachelors will still be from a university, like CSUN, UCLA, somewhere like that. And when he gets his degree and passes the bar, nobody will give a damn where his AA came from. If he was stopping at his AA, you might be right. But my mom is a teacher, and she got her degree from community colleges. And she gets paid the same amount as teachers that went to a big name university.”
Chet and I were hanging out in the back having a beer, and I asked him if I was that bad when we were roomies. He just shook his head and chuckled, then nodded. “George, I always had to bite my tongue around you three. You know how I got here, right?”
I nodded my head and said the GI Bill. “Yep, I did four years in the Army. That’s how I’m paying for this. I am a bit older, and have more life experience than you all do. You three were typical college hotheads, going on about the war, the military complex, things like that. Whenever things like that came up, ever notice I just left the room?”
I nodded at that and he raised his beer in a toast. “That was why, I knew you all were full of shit, and had no interest in that. And trying to say you all were wrong would have resulted in a fight. But it’s been two years now, can you tell me you were not horrified when they started finding those mass graves all over the place?”
I shook my head at that, as indeed I had been. And in one of the conversations with my dad he told me he had known about those for over a decade!
“George, you’re too young to remember the Gulf War. But they found mass graves like that in Kuwait after he had been kicked out. And tens of thousands of Kuwaiti citizens are still missing to this day. That was actually common with Mad Dash Saddam. He killed hundreds of thousands of his own people, and just buried them in the desert. I bet in another twenty years they’ll still be finding mass graves out there. His solution to his problem was not as efficient as Hitler’s, it was just more discreet.”
I nodded to Chet and sighed. “Yeah, you’re right there. And my dad said he knew of that over a decade ago.”
“George, we all knew about it but nobody talked about it. Like his using chemical weapons. I still got buddies in, they told me about finding them almost everywhere, yet some still try to claim they never existed. Many people just do not want to see the truth, it’s too uncomfortable.”
“Why did you never get called up?” I asked, and he laughed. “Oh, I almost was. I have gotten many calls, but as I’m a full time student now I was able to duck out. Plus I was not a grunt or anything like that, I did PATRIOT missiles. And since we took him out quickly in oh-three, there has been no threat from there at all.”
About ten minutes later I sat upright when I saw somebody entering the patio area. Chet saw where I looked, and gave me a kind of smile. “OK, I think I lost you there. Go ahead, no hard feelings. Talk to you later?” I shook my head as I stood up and walked to the person who had sat at a table and pulled out a cigarette.
I sighed softly as I walked over, and softly said “Hello, Shawna.” I had not intended to startle her, but she jumped when she heard my voice. Then gave a laugh and quickly stood up and came to give me a hug.
“George, I can’t believe you’re here!” I hugged her back, and explained that Chet had invited me. And that as they were both Computer Science majors, I should have expected she would be there also.
She sat back down, and I sat in a chair next to her. And I felt my stomach sink a bit when I saw on her left hand a gold ring. “Well, that’s new.” I commented, looking at it and she smiled.
“Yes, Ron asked me just over a month ago. We are talking two years, after I graduate. He was in the networking course, and is interning at Raytheon.”
At that I saw a guy come up from behind her and put his hand on her shoulder as he handed her a wine cooler. I stood and shook his hand and congratulated him, and I did recognize him. He was one of the geeks from New Year’s Eve that also played Dungeons and Dragons, so I should not have been surprised.
And I knew that any chance I had to get together with her in the future were now done. Shawna asked me how the flying was going, and I admitted that was over. “Well, let’s just say it turns out I was hauling contraband. The owner got arrested, and I barely skated out without smuggling charges. But I honestly did not know it could be illegal to haul around cigarettes.”
“Cigarettes? It’s illegal to haul cigarettes?” Ron asked, and I nodded.
“It is if they were brought into the US illegally and they’ve not paid the taxes. I was moving them from LA to near San Francisco, about a ton of them a week. Thankfully, me and the other pilot both had no idea that a legal cargo could be smuggled so they let us go. But he and his buddies are looking at some serious jail time. So when that ended I went back to full time student, almost double class load at Glendale to catch up.”
Shawna did smile at that and put her hand on top of mine. “George, I’m glad for you, I really am. You have too much potential to waste by just dropping out.”
We chatted for a bit longer, then I made my departure. And when Shawna hugged me goodbye, she softly whispered that she wished I had found out in a better way. I simply pulled back and smiled, saying I really was glad for her.
“For your happiness, I hope nothing but the best for the two of you.” She smiled and hugged me again, but as I was leaving I was glad I had not said what else was running through my mind. That if anything did happen, for her to call me.
Thankfully, I had only had two beers so was safe to drive home. And as I was driving down San Fernando I saw somebody walking towards me on the sidewalk. I pulled over, and saw Luna walk up to the door.
“Hey, George. How ya doing?” I simply smiled, and asked her to get in. She looked at me, then nodded and climbed up into the truck. This was the first time she had been in this one, and as I put it in gear she was checking it out.
“Nice, so you traded in for this?”
“Yep, and when I go home in a week or so I’m taking my trailer with me.”
“Wait, you’re leaving?” she said, and I shook my head.
“Naw, I’m gonna trade it for a bigger one actually. With this I can haul a bigger one no problem.” I asked her if she was hungry, so I got some burgers at a fast food place. Then following her directions soon was parked on a dirt road off of the big quarry nearby. She asked me if everything was alright, and I admitted that I had run across an old girlfriend, and that she was going to get married.
She reached out and squeezed my hand, and when she asked me if it hurt I had to nod. “We never broke up because of a fight or anything, she just did not like that I was not taking college as seriously as she was. She got pissed when I became a part-time student, and I kinda always hoped we might get back together again someday.”
She nodded and kissed my cheek, and said she wished that she could help me out. And at that time I realized that in the back of my mind I wanted to see Luna for another reason. I reached into my pocket, and selected two bills and pulled them out. Luna actually jerked a bit when I handed them to her, but then she actually smiled at me and nodded.
“Oh, I think I see. So Luna can’t help you, but Elena can.” And with that she reached out one hand and opened my jeans as the other dropped her purse onto the floor and reached inside. And less than a minute later I had leaned the seat back and sighed as she took me into her mouth.
And right away I could tell this was different, as there was none of the teasing she normally did when blowing me. Indeed Elena was different than Luna as she started to bob her head quickly, sucking with a lot more pressure than usual. And a couple of minutes later she turned so she was laying on her side and pulled her blouse up. And barely pausing she lifted her bra and took my hand in hers, pressing it onto her breast.
I moaned as I felt it fill my hand, and started playing with her nipple. It was only half hard, but was soon fully hard as she bobbed her head even faster, her hand now reaching down to caress my balls. And I tried to hold back, but a couple of minutes later I moaned out loud as I came. Elena lightly squeezed my balls as I did, and her motions slowed and became more gentle.
I felt her lips leave my cock, and she rested her head on my thigh and looked up at me with a smile. “Oh, you really did need that. I don’t think you ever came that fast with me before.”
I smiled at her and nodded, then bent down to kiss her lips. I could taste the rubber on her lips, but did not let it bother me. “Yeah, I guess I did. You were also rather aggressive, compared to other times we’ve been together.”
She pulled her bra and blouse back down as she sat up, then reached down and removed the condom from my now wilting cock. “Well, most times guys don’t want slow, they want to get off as fast as possible. And as you were paying me, I was giving you what you seemed to need.” As she was talking she rolled down the window part way, then tossed the used condom almost dismissively outside before rolling it back up. Then she started applying some more lip gloss, so I started the truck and headed back towards home. When we were passing a liquor store she asked to be let out there. And Luna gave me a smile and soft kiss before leaving, and I watched her walk into the store.
I did another round of visiting my “Aunts and Cousins” before it was time to go. And some of which I had largely neglected, like Holly who lived way out in Long Beach. But in the last two years I had gotten to know Linda and Becky a hell of a lot better, and they were both amazing ladies. Both petite and real MILFs, with a sharp sense of humor and also very kind and understanding.
Julie on the other hand was a very different kind of MILF. As much as it embarrassed me when she would call out “Georgie!” and run to give me a hug whenever I went in, I had to admit inside I got a bit of a thrill feeling her body against mine. And I also thought Pete was a bit of an idiot as he had admitted they had never got it on.
The weekend before I left I loaded up everything I was not going to take up with me into the storage trailer, and drove it over to Linda’s. She let me park it in her garage while I was gone so I would not have to worry about anybody stealing it or anything inside.
Once I had it inside and unhooked she asked me about the painting on it and I laughed. “Oh, that was on it when I got it. She was the keyboard player in Keith’s band, and did other things also. When I had to move I had things I wanted to keep, but not enough room in the trailer. She was selling it, so it worked out perfectly. But a lot of it is in the trailer now.”
She looked at me, and I smiled. “Well, I had gotten a futon. No need for that now, so it’s in pieces in the trailer and going to Idaho. Same with a lot of the kitchen stuff. I got all plastic plates and cups when I moved to the trailer, so those are going also. As well as a deep fryer, and a bunch of other stuff.”
I opened the back, and she looked inside. “Wait, you still have that monster console TV? Why in the hell did you take that?” And she actually sounded a bit miffed as she knew that was Pavel’s and it was there when I moved in.
“Linda, relax. I actually asked Pavel about that after I moved in, the speakers were shot and it needed some work. He told me to go ahead, and it was mine if I wanted it. He simply left it there because the unit was mostly furnished and I guess he did not want to mess with trying to remove it. The TV is largely crap, so I used it as a stereo and TV stand.”
“Alright, I guess I can see that. You’re not taking that up there also?”
“Oh, I can’t. It’s way too big to fit through the door of the trailer. But if I go up again I will likely drop it off up there.” As we ate she asked me if I was back on schedule, and I nodded.
“Yep, gonna get my AA after the next semester. And look at returning to CSUN after that. Plus now that I have a California license and been here two years I’ll be paying in-state tuition rates. That will save me a bundle in the end.”
And when I got back I went ahead and hooked up the trailer to the truck. I also spent some time moving a lot of things like my keyboards to the truck to lighten the load in the trailer. And realizing that I did not want to cook anything I decided to walk to the taco place. And as it was drizzling I grabbed an umbrella and walked over.
I was passing the liquor store and saw Luna in front of me. Slowly walking away from me, as usual facing the cars approaching her. And she did have a nice ass, even if she looked a bit like a wet rat with her hair drenched and flat from the rain.
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