Chapter 1

I live on a farm about twelve miles from Lubbock, so I guess you could call me a country boy. Other than the bus ride to and from school and the limitation on extracurricular activities, living so far out isn't bad at all. Our "farm house" is as modern as any you'll find in town, and we have all the conveniences everyone else has.

The main restriction of country living has been on my social life. It's a rare occasion for a friend from school to come to see me, and with no neighbor kids anywhere close, Lennie, my year-younger sister, and I sometimes get a little lonely. Because we've had to depend on each other for friendship, Lennie and I get along a lot better than most brothers and sisters. I consider her a good friend, and she views me the same way.

Lennie (that's short for "Marlene"--Mom and Dad were Dietrich fans) and I look a lot alike. We're both blond with freckles and built on the lean side. (I like to think of myself as "wiry" and Lennie as "petite," but I guess most people would classify us both as "thin.") A lot of girls think I'm nice-looking, or at least Lennie tells me they do. Lennie's nice-looking, too. Although she is slender, she blossomed early and is endowed with really nice breasts, firm, well-rounded hips and a tight, squirmy little bottom. I've overheard boys at school talk about how they would give anything to get in her panties, so I'm not the only boy who thinks she's sexy and pretty.

Even though we were close friends and confided in each other, Lennie and I never did anything sexual with each other. I hadn't seen her nude in about four years (and it was an accident, then) and we never "played doctor" or anything like that. We hadn't even talked about sex, so I really didn't know how much she knew or how she felt about it. Since Mom and Dad only let her go out with groups or on double dates, I figured she had not an opportunity to go very far with any boy. I believed that even though she was almost seventeen years old, she for a certainty was still a virgin.

Being a virgin was something I could identify with, because I too was still afflicted with that condition. Not only was I still a virgin, but I had never touched a girl sexually and had never seen naked breasts or a pussy except in girlie magazines. I had had many a fantasy about seeing and touching a naked girl and finally going all the way and losing my virginity, but thus far the only sexual pleasure I had experienced was self-administered. Although this gave me some sexual relief, it didn't last long, and I seemed to grow hornier with each passing day.

My situation pretty well rocked along like this until the time Mom and Dad had to leave town for the weekend to attend a funeral. Because we had animals that needed feeding, I got the chore of staying home and taking care of them. That suited me fine, because I had no desire at all to go with Mom and Dad. When Lennie found I was staying home, she pleaded to stay home too. Mom and Dad allowed it on the condition that neither of us have a date while they were gone. They did agree, though, that I could go see the movie at the drive-in as long as I took Lennie with me. I hadn't planned to leave her at home by herself anyway, so that wasn't any big deal. After final admonitions to behave ourselves and eat well, Mom and Dad finally left on Friday morning just as Lennie and I hurried to catch the school bus.

After school was out and Lennie and I rode the school bus home, I went down to the barn and took care of my chores--feeding the cattle, filling the hog trough, and putting seed in the chicken feeder. When I finished and got back to the house, Lennie had cooked supper and had it on the table. She's a good cook, and I complimented her on the meal. She seemed pleased by the compliment and said that she liked trying to be a "good wife" for me. She smiled and said there were a lot of things about being a wife she didn't know about yet, but she was looking forward to finding out about them. I laughed and told her she still had a ways to go before that happened. She just smiled again--a soft, enigmatic sort of smile--and said, "Well, maybe so, maybe not. In the meantime, why don't we get cleaned up so we can go to the movie. You are taking me to the movie tonight, aren't you?"

"You bet," I replied. I couldn't resist teasing her a little and added, "You finally get to go on a one-on-one date, but it's with your brother."

With that strange smile back on her face, Lennie said, "Well, make fun of me if you want, big brother, but I could do a whole lot worse. I lot of my friends would love to be in my place tonight."

"Yeah, I'll bet. Who are you talking about--skinny, buck-toothed Sally?"

Lennie laughed and said, "Well, I'm sure she would too, but I was talking about Lauren."

"Lauren Wilton? You mean Lauren Wilton wants to have a date with me? How did you find out? She's so quiet, I'm amazed she would have talked about it."

Lennie grinned and said, "She's just quiet around boys. Around other girls she's not that way. She's told me a lot of things about herself--some of them really personal. One of the things is that she has a large case of the hots for you."

I was totally surprised by Lennie's revelation. Lauren Wilton was a girl about Lennie's age, and even though she was quiet and a little on the shy side, I had always thought she was pretty. Not only pretty, but sexy, with a cute cheerleader-type body. I began to think that maybe there was more to Lauren than met the eye and that I should think about asking her for a date. I wasn't sure what Lennie meant by "hots," but it did sound as if the prospects might be better than just a little hand-holding. Even though Lauren's brother and I were friends, I wasn't averse to the thought of trying to find out just what her "hots" amounted to.

I was also surprised by Lennie's using such a word to describe how Lauren felt. I had considered Lennie to be completely innocent and naive about sex and was taken aback that she seemed to be a little more knowledgeable about the subject than I have given her credit for. I realized from the way she described her relations with Lauren that girls talked among themselves just as boys did and that she might be a whole further down the road of knowledge than I thought. I also wondered if I had been wrong about her. Maybe she wasn't a virgin, maybe she had already been laid. As good looking as she was, I could see where boys would want to plow her little garden. In the deepest, most secret of my masturbatory fantasies, I had even thought about my being the one to do it. "What if she's already been screwing while I've just been pulling my pud?" I thought. "Somehow or other I'm going to have to find out about her before the weekend is over and Mom and Dad get back. I'll have to find out more about Lauren, too."

By the time I had taken a shower and changed clothes, it was getting dark enough to start heading toward the drive-in movie. Lennie was already dressed and waiting for me. She had on a tank top and hip-hugger jeans that accented the firm mounds of her breasts and showed her cute little ass to its full advantage. If she hadn't been my sister, I would have been tempted to whistle in admiration. "That girl is really getting ripe," I thought. "Some guy's going to pluck that cherry soon, and I do mean soon." I couldn't help but feel a little envy for whoever the lucky guy might be.

As we started walking toward the pickup, Lennie linked her arm through mine and with a big smile said, "Hi, big-brother date. I'm glad you're taking me to the movie all alone. This way I can see what's it's like to go out with a boy on a one-on-one date. Double dates are okay, but a one-on-one date would be a whole lot more fun, if you know what I mean."

I laughed and said, "Yeah, I guess it's hard to get to sneak a kiss with an audience watching."

Lennie squeezed my arm and whispered, "Yeah, it makes it hard to do that, too." She laughed at her own remark and then gave my arm one last squeeze before getting into the pick-up.

When we got to the drive-in movie, it was closed. A sign in front of it said they were having electrical power problems and would reopen in two days. "Well, what do we do now?" I asked aloud.

"What about that drive-in over in Hale County? It's only about twenty miles and we can be there before the movie is very far along."

"Gee, I don't know, Len. I understand all they show there are adult movies."

"Why do you think I want to go?" Lennie said, grinning. "I've always wanted to see an adult movie, and now we have the chance. We can both pass for eighteen, so we'll lie about our ages. Come on, Rickie, don't be chicken. Take me to see the sexy movie."

Well, you don't get by giving me a dare like that, so I gunned the pickup and we got to the movie in only twenty-five minutes. It was already dark, and I guess in the dark Len and I looked old enough because we were allowed to buy tickets without any questions asked. I doused my lights and we drove into the movie and took a space on the last row, one of the few left. I was still trying to get the speaker into the window, when Len whispered, "God, look at that!"

The "that" she was referring to was a completely naked girl with tits and pussy showing for all to see. She was in the arms of a man dressed in just a pair of shorts and they were just starting to kiss. The camera zoomed in on their mouths and you could see their tongues touching and playing sensuous games with each other. I finally got the speaker to working and we could hear the girl moaning softly as the man dropped his hands to her ass and softly caressed her firm buttocks. After they had kissed and caressed each other for a few seconds, the man picked up the girl and carried her through a doorway.

The next scene showed the man and girl on a bed. He was on top of her, thrusting his buttocks in and out like he was giving her the screwing of her life. Both of their moans poured out of the speaker and filled the cab of the truck. Even though you couldn't see where their bodies were supposed to be joined, it sure did look like they were enjoying some of the hottest sex I had ever imagined. After a few minutes, they both cried out real loud and became still. If I hadn't known they were just acting, I would have sworn they had both come all over that bed. Upon completion of their climax, the picture faded and the scene changed to another couple, this one fully dressed.

The new couple didn't stayed clothed very long. The man soon had the woman's blouse and bra off and was licking and nibbling on her nipples. He loosened her skirt so that it fell to the floor and she undid his belt and pushed his pants down. They then fell on a bed and rubbed and caressed each other all over. The man tugged at the girl's panties and soon had them down over her feet. She was now completely naked and her breasts and pussy were revealed for all to see. She was panting and trying to pull the man over on top of her. He wasn't any dummy and soon he was on top of her using the same sort of movements the earlier couple had used.

Just the sounds they were making, much less the hot action, had me completely aroused and my cock was rigid and throbbing, completely filling the front of my jeans. I was breathing hard and aching to put my hand on my cock and relieve the pressure that had built to such a fever pitch. Glancing sideways, I saw that the movie was having a similar effect on Lennie. She was squirming on the seat and breathing as hard as I was. She scooted across the seat right up next to me and grabbed me by the arm. "This movie is something, isn't it?" she whispered.

"Yeah, it sure is."

"Do you think they're really doing it? The way they're pushed together I can't see that part, but it sure looks like he's doing it to her, doesn't it?"

"They're probably just faking it, but it sure does look real."

Lennie whispered, "God, I've never seen anything like this. The only thing wrong is that the girls show everything, but the fronts of the boys never show. You get to see the parts you want, but I don't."

We sat there watching the movie for a while, neither of us saying anything, the only sound sighs and moans coming from the speaker and our hot breathing. Lennie was still up close against me, her hand clutching the upper part of my arm. My cock was throbbing against its denim cage and I was almost in pain from the need to touch it and spew out the juices I was building up. Lennie must have felt similarly, because she put one hand down to the inside of her thigh and squirmed her bottom around on the seat.

She leaned toward me and whispered, "What does watching a movie like this do to you? Does it get you excited?"