Chapter 7

The coach showed up before lunchtime the next day. He had another guy with him, who turned out to be his son. He would be a senior this year, and was the starting halfback. His name was Tim, and we talked for a bit, while our dads set things up.

We worked out for two hours, before everybody was satisfied. I guess I made the team, because coach Nelson said we might win a few games this year. It was harder than yesterday, so I didn't know. Tim had been running patterns, and he was a lot faster than the girls were. We ran sprints together, and he almost beat me a couple of times. I thought it was strange when he seemed happy about losing.

The next day, we moved the cattle. With seven people and four dogs, it was pretty easy to do. It still took most of the day. I couldn't believe how slow cattle moved. They weren't much on conversation, either. In fact, when I tried, it scared the crap out of them. I only tried once, because it darned near caused a stampede!

After we got there, the girls fixed some more elk. After we all ate, The ladies and I stayed at the cabin, and everybody else left. We had the next week all to ourselves. I'd like to say that we had tons of fun every night, but it wasn't to be. Mother nature reared her devious little head, and ruined that plan. I learned more about the female menstrual cycle than any guy should be forced to know. Since we were cooped up in the cabin, I didn't have much choice.

I spent the first three days working from daylight to dark. Too bad there wasn't more hay. I suppose most guys would think I went into hiding because the girls were moody and in pain. They would be wrong.

Denise and Ann were acting really weird. For starters, they wore nothing but panties all week. Every chance they got to rub up against me, they took. Each rub was always accompanied by a kiss that set me on fire. So you ask what I had to complain about? Well, I'll tell you. That was all they did! I had the world's first week-long erection, and it was torture.

As if that wasn't bad enough, it rained for three days straight, after that. Even after their 'problem' had ended, the only relief I got was what I could provide for myself. That turned out to be none, because I couldn't get five minutes alone. I thought my balls were going to explode.

The ride back to the ranch was a long, quiet one. When we got there, the place was deserted. That didn't seem to surprise the girls, as they took me into the kitchen and sat me at the table. After I promised to stay put, they fixed dinner. In a few minutes, I had a nice juicy rib eye and a big plate of onion rings in front of me. While I paid that the attention it deserved, the girls explained their behavior over the last few days.

Denise began with "Remember our doctor's appointment?"

When I admitted that I had, She said "The reason we drove so far to see the doctor, is that we were going there for birth control."

I barely managed to avoid choking.

"We got it", Ann said, "and we're safe, now. We want you to make love to both of us tonight. Mom, dad, and grandpa all know about it. That's why they're not here. They won't be back until tomorrow."

Denise added "We're sorry about teasing you. We were trying to get you so horny that you wouldn't be able to say no. Did it work?"

"No, it didn't", I said. I let them keep the shocked look on their faces for a few seconds, before I admitted "I wouldn't have been able to say no if we had fooled around all week. I'm afraid you made a big mistake, though."

They both blurted "What's that?", and I gave my best leer, before growling

"Now I'm so worked up that once is not going to be enough. Whose bright idea was this, anyway?"

When Ann sheepishly admitted it was hers, I smiled. She actually looked scared when I informed her that she was going to go first, and Denise was going to help.

We took a shower, and I washed them. I wouldn't let either one touch me, though. I did the same when we dried off, and led them to bed. Both girls were so nervous that I could feel them shaking. I was too, but they didn't seem to notice.

I began by kissing Ann, and when I left her lips, Denise took over. She followed behind me again, when I reluctantly left Ann's delicious breasts for a juicier treat. My face stayed planted between her thighs until she was a quivering mass of jelly. I counted four orgasms, and each one was more intense than the last. When I thought she couldn't take much more, I held her open and said to Denise

"Put my cock where it belongs."

As soon as she had me centered, I pushed. They might have believed I was angry, but I wasn't. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt either one of them. I couldn't have gone more than two inches, but I saw Ann's look of pain. I stopped there, and watched her as she bit her bottom lip and closed her eyes.

In a few seconds, she opened them and smiled. She kissed Denise, and then me, before saying "I'm alright now. It wasn't so bad. Is it all the way in?"

I wished I had a camera to catch the expression on her face when Denise told her I had barely started. I was a little worried, myself. I felt like my pecker was being squeezed in a pair of vice-grips. I started moving back and forth as slowly as I could. The deeper I got, the wider her eyes opened. By the time I was all the way in, I could barely control myself. I had to stop and concentrate for a minute before I lost it. Again, that seemed to take care of things.

Denise asked Ann if it hurt, and she smiled. "Not any more", She said, "It feels perfect, and I think it's gonna get a lot better before it's over. I can't describe what it feels like, but I can tell you that you're going to enjoy it.

I went slow for a long time, and it wasn't until Ann started pleading for me to speed up, that I did. Once I started, I couldn't help but go faster still. She was still so tight that it took some effort to get all the way in. Suddenly, I couldn't move at all. I had been watching her expression, and it changed at the same time. Her constant moans and whispered urgings stopped, and her mouth opened wide. Her head went back as her back arched, and she froze that way for what felt like forever. When she loosened up a little, I exploded and entered her fully. She did scream, then.

I stayed still as we recovered, and when I could uncross my eyes again, I looked at Denise. She was panting, and moaned "How long until you can do me?"

I pulled out and laid between them, and before I could blink, Denise was straddling my hips. I didn't get a chance to do more than that before she slammed down on me. Ann sat up when she heard Denise scream "Oh fuck, that hurt!"

Ann actually giggled before she said "Well, if you weren't so damn horny and impatient, it wouldn't have been so bad!"

"Shut up, slowpoke!" Denise replied as she began to move. "If you hadn't taken so long, I wouldn't be in this shape. You two were going at it for forty-five minutes!"

Denise didn't say much after that, but she sure made a lot of noise. It felt a whole lot different with her, too. She wasn't as tight, for one thing. It was a long way from loose, but at least when she went off I didn't feel like my dick was being cut off. I could tell when it happened, though. I was real glad we had the house to ourselves, too. The whole family would have known.

After the third time, she gasped "Can you be on top for a while? I can't take it anymore!"

I rolled us over, and she kept talking. "I've waited so long for this! If I'd have known it felt this fuckin' great, I would have tried to get you to do it a long time ago!"

That was right before the colossal scream, as I finally lost control.

We overdid things that night, and then some. Ann started it by complaining that she hadn't been on top, and when we finished up with her on her hands and knees, Denise had to try that, too. It was pretty late before we finally went to sleep.

Both of them said they were too sore to get out of bed in the morning. I did the chores by myself, and was in the middle of fixing breakfast when the folks got home. It was pretty embarrassing trying to explain why I was the only one up. Mom insisted on being the one who took some food up to the girls. I heard her laughing all the way, as she carried it up the stairs. Dad and grandpa got their chuckles, too.

Grandpa thought it was hilarious when dad asked why I was walking so bowlegged. He even asked what I had been riding to get that way. I was blushing all the way through breakfast, and escaped to take a shower as soon as I could. I was even more embarrassed when I got to the bathroom.

For a second, I was glad the girls felt better. They were there, and Denise dropped right to her knees and started sucking on me. In about two seconds, I was as hard as I had been last night. Instead of finishing what she started, she took me out of her mouth and Ann joined her with a measuring tape.

"We just gotta know how big that dang thing is" she explained. "It felt like somebody shoved a baseball bat up my twat!" After a little calculation, she announced "Eight and a fuckin' half inches long, and five and one-half god damn inches around. No wonder we can't walk!"

"Well" Denise informed her, "I don't know about you, but I intend to get used to it. I'll give up walkin' before I give up screwin'!"

"Me, too!" Ann giggled. "Poor Paul is just gonna have to get us broke in good. I figure three times a day should do it. We might want to start tomorrow, though. I don't think I could handle that monster this morning."

They did handle it enough to release the pressure they had created, at least.

I found out pretty fast that there was a down side to having my license. Mom and dad decided that I should get as much practice as possible. Every time somebody needed to go to town, I got to play chauffeur. By the time tryouts started, they were confident enough in my ability to trust the girls alone with me.

Denise and Ann had 'tested up', and were trying out for the cheerleading squad. Since that was being done at the football field, we all headed there. When I saw the other guys, I was surprised at how small they were. I knew I had grown some, but wow! I was bigger than the linemen. Some of the trips to town had been for clothes. I had outgrown mine three times. Each time we returned from the cabin, in fact.

Making the team proved to be easier than I thought. In fact, I was the only one trying out for quarterback. That didn't mean I wasn't tested, though. I found out that I was right about one thing. I didn't know squat about football. The coaches were pretty patient about explaining the terms I didn't understand, but I felt pretty stupid when I had to ask about them.

The girls weren't as lucky. Competition for the cheerleading squad was fierce, and all the girls from last year were back. They were offered positions on the junior varsity team, but were going to decline. The J.V. games were played on Tuesday, and they didn't want me to have to drive them. I vetoed that idea.

"I'll have practice", I explained. "so I'll already be there."

That seemed to please them, and they signed up. We were all told that we would need a sports physical to participate, and given some forms for our parents to sign as we left. Leaving took longer than I had planned. What is it about guys and trucks? Half the team had to check it out, before we could get out of there. The other half was checking out the rifle and shotgun in the rack. I caught the 'not so subtle' hints about getting together to hunt, sometime. I acted like I didn't hear them. I knew what their idea of 'hunting' probably entailed.

We had a treat waiting when we got home. The satellite dish had finally been installed, and the television was now operational. At first, I had to fake my enthusiasm. Then the news came on, and I began to like the idea. We didn't even subscribe to the paper. Not that it was a great loss, it wasn't very good. Finding out what was going on in the world was a treat, but not as good as what followed.