Chapter 118: Coasting Until Summer Break

“David I don’t believe in destiny, but I’m sure that we were meant to meet,” Trudy said as she slowly slid off my piss hard-on when we woke up in the morning. “You are a really great friend David. I knew you would do everything I asked of you without complaint or demands anyone else would have made. In a strange way you feel like a brother to me. I never expected that at all when you dropped down in the seat next to me on the bus for our first day of high school together.”

A hand reached around for my boner as Loren said, “That is so sweet Trudy. Right now he feels like the nice hard dick I need inside me, now.”

If that is what you want then you are going to get much more than you got last night Loren. I will make sure your fantasy is going to be much better in real life.

Before Loren knew what hit her. I was pounding her orange ringed pussy as hard and fast as I could. I knew she would have had something to say about me nailing her, without asking her if she was really sure, if Trudy wasn’t all but smothering her with a pillow. I watched Loren’s orgasm energy to tell where inside her my dick was making her feel the best. I really focused on making sure that area was hit as much as I could. She was really going off hard until she finally locked her strong arms and legs around me to keep me from moving.

Between pants she asked, “Why haven’t you cum David? By the Blessed Virgin I can’t figure it out. Not even my dad can go that long without giving my mom his white baby making juices. I know fully well how tight my little love nest is even if I didn’t have a cherry when you slid into home base.”

“Because Loren,” I told her as I pulled out and headed to the bathroom. “Most guys wake up with a piss boner. I could rub myself as fast as I can for hours but then I would only end up raw. I can’t say how it is for other guys, but I can’t get off until take a leak.”

Trudy added in, “Hey! I told you to stop second guessing yourself about David. He is dead on about piss boners. It is probably responsible for keeping me from getting pregnant before I moved here for a fresh start. Someone once tried to explain why, but all I got is that they have to pee so badly that their brain makes their dick mostly numb until they go pee. That is all that gets them soft.”

Right about then I had used a cold washcloth to get my dick soft enough to be able to get a trickle going. After I dribbled for a few seconds I finally got soft enough for a good long piss.

Loren came in to take her turn on the throne before Trudy told us she was going to be peeing for a while. She had to go last night, but didn’t want to have to wake me up to get me back inside her.

“Loren you stink like someone fucked you hard this morning and I smell like that someone. Get some scissors so you can trim back your huge bush while I wash Trudy’s mom’s hair. I had to pick out more than a few orange strands from between my teeth,” I told her as I walked toward Trudy’s mom’s room.

To say she was a bit surprised was a bit of an understatement.

Well she made the offer. Might as well show her I was the good kid her daughter had been talking up.

With her hair already wet I reached to the shelf to get her shower gel and wash mitt. I soaped the mitt up and handed it to her as I turned so I was under the shower head. I took my time to make sure I worked the shampoo in to her hair really well and used my fingers to really scrub all the way to her scalp. She didn’t complain a bit as I swapped places for her to rinse. When I saw the wash mitt hadn’t been used, I took it from her to wash the front of her body.

Other than a bit of sag to her breasts, slightly wider hips and a few extra pounds, she is almost a mirror copy of Trudy.

I spent a lot of time working her conditioner in before I thoroughly scrubbed her back with a loofah. I put the bath mitt back on my hand as I worked over her butt, between her butt cheeks and then down her legs. I rinsed and re-soaped the wash mitt before washing her front again. Her nipples were rock hard and I could smell her arousal as I went down on one knee to wash her pussy and then her legs. When I saw her clit was poking out, I leaned in so I could blow over it slowly.

The water really seems to intensify the effect, at least for her. I will have to test this a bunch more to be sure.

I knew she had cum, so I pushed the wash mitt between her legs again to wash out her juices, but avoided her now too sensitive clit.

When I had her washed all over I pushed her back into the spray and then molded my naked body to hers. She reached around to grab my ass to pull me tighter to her as I rinsed the conditioner out of her hair. I completely ignored anything she did to me as I rinsed her hair. I was sure that she would be as tight as Trudy and a lot of fun to screw, but now wasn’t the right time or place.

There may never be a good time unless I come over when Trudy is sleeping at one of her friend’s houses.

If she was trying to reciprocate then I was going to let her. I just didn’t want to have to try to lie about it if someone said anything to the police about me showering with her.

I did get a big kiss after I had finished rinsing out the conditioner and then used the bath mitt to get all of the conditioner from down between her butt cheeks.

She had just moved clear of the shower door to dry off when Loren rushed into the shower. I looked down at her pussy to find that she had found some electric hair trimmers to cut her pussy hair way back. It wasn’t short enough to be stubble though. Loren purred when I ran my hand over it.

Almost immediately she was on her knees sucking on my dick. I had been hard inside Trudy off and on now for over twelve hours without getting off so Loren was drinking down my sperm-free semen almost as soon as she had me hard. She used the time to get herself wet in the shower before turning to push me under too. We took turns washing each other all over except between our legs. Once she had washed her hair and gotten the conditioner in, she reached down to play with my dick until I was hard.

“Now that I have your sperm inside me somewhere, we are going to do it in the shower like you promised. I’m as ready you are David,” she told me as she moved around to spread her legs out against the sides of the shower and put her hands on the built in bench at the back.

Loren bending her knees a bit got me perfectly lined up with her pussy at the perfect angle to get inside her. If I was another three inches longer she could have just leaned forward a bit more. As it was, we worked it out and I got a good rhythm going that felt great to both of us. When I looked inside her I saw that her orgasm energy was overloaded because she was letting her Irish genes make her too stubborn to cum until I did. The second I drove in all the way to pump her full of semen, completely devoid of sperm, she let herself cum as well. After a minute or two of enjoying the feel of my dick staying half hard inside her, we pulled apart to let the combined juices run out of her as I helped her rinse out her hair. When it came time to clean up my dick and her pussy, we decided it was best that we washed ourselves or we would be going for round two. After the shit from the last few weeks, I definitely didn’t need to be late for school.

At some point my mom or dad had stopped by this morning to drop off a change of clothes. Trudy had them on her bed and my dirty clothes were nowhere to be seen. I even had a “sterilized” pair of goggles to replace the ones I had been wearing for days. Both girls insisted on taking me into the bathroom so they could see my eyes. I knew that it would be really too dark for them to see my eyes if I didn’t shield them.

Might as well use my excuse about being able to be in normal light from time to time before I end up not wearing goggles outside my room when Trudy or Loren are sleeping over.

In the bathroom they shut the door and turned off all of the lights except for a tiny lamp with something over it to make it really dark in here. I took off my goggles, turned off my shield and let my eyes see as they would hurt. I had the place in my head ready to protect me immediately if it was going to cause me to scream. The bathroom looked like I was staring into a spot light, just on the edge of pain. I had my shield blocking the light again since they hadn’t seen me open my eyes yet. Turning so they could see me I let my eyes peek open just a tiny bit like I was looking without someone knowing my eyes were open. I let them open more to show I was ok at this light level. Then, before they could stop me, I slowly lifted the cover off the lamp. It wasn’t all that bright, but was still brighter than a little kid’s nightlight. I knew it had one of the three-way bulbs in it, so I carefully clicked it to the next setting and then the brightest. That let them see my eyes and me see them in all of their un-goggle covered magnificence.

“I don’t know how long it will last, but every couple of weeks I get where I forget to put on my goggles or dark sunglasses after I get out of the shower. I walked right out of my room without a bit of pain. Sometimes it will last long as thirty minutes. Unfortunately every time the light slowly starts getting brighter and my eyes begin to hurt. Today it seems that we will get at least a few minutes with the lights on in here. I really want to see both of your naked bodies for the first time without looking through dark goggles.”

Trudy had gotten dressed. When she heard I wanted to see her naked she was nude in seconds. Loren was still naked.

When Trudy and then Loren looked into my eyes, they both concluded that my eyes appeared to sort of glow in the light. Turning with my back to the lights had them looking like they were normal.

“Kids! You have to hurry or you will miss ... My God David! Your eyes are so stunning that they are almost hypnotic. I thought you were extremely light sensitive and couldn’t see without the goggles,” Trudy’s mom said. “If you had eyes like that before they got light sensitive, it is no wonder you had kids around you all the time even though your were ignoring them.”

I explained to her about my eyes do this for brief periods randomly. That caused the girls to kick into washing my face with all sorts of zit scrubs until I said I had better get the goggles back on again. Once they were fitted the way I wanted I followed Loren into Trudy’s room to get dressed. We just made it to the bus stop as the bus was coming down the street. Luckily Trudy’s mom had packed us breakfast to go.

Everyone saw me get on the bus with the two girls. Sure they had seen me go home with Trudy one day and get on the bus with her the next. After the second or third time it wasn’t a big deal anymore. Today Loren getting on with us made one of the wiseasses speak up.

“David! You are the man,” he said putting his hand up for a high five. “Frigid Loren, and Snotty Trudy. How the hell do you do it?”

Dropping down to sit next to him I said, “Well first off, I don’t do it. I don’t even try. That is how. They’re my friends, man. After the ass I was in middle school I still don’t have many real good friends yet. They happen to be two of them. So what if they happen to be girls? It isn’t like a skinny short twerp like me has any chance in hell of tapping either of them even if my dick wasn’t the size of a Vienna Sausage left out in the hot summer sun. I’m not saying that I wouldn’t like to try. I mean just look at Loren. I have pictures of her from middle school wearing a one-piece yellow swimsuit. It didn’t need to be wet to show she had a smaller chest than I did back then. Now she is a red-headed Irish goddess with a huge chest. Maybe when I finally have something to offer I might see what is like to get together with either of them. For now I’m going to rub it in your face that my parent’s and Trudy’s mom let us sleep over at each other’s house a lot. They knew we sleep together.”

Naked. We sleep naked in the same bed!

I looked around and winked at the girls on the bus. I saw most of the girls and a few boys that were listening to all of this very closely.

“Man you so won’t believe it. Their incredible bodies seriously rock their PJs,” I said lowering my voice a tiny bit. “Just don’t get stuck between the two of them. Those girls get seriously hot when they sleep. I probably had five pounds of sweat soaking Trudy’s sheet this morning. It is good that my dick is so small too. They may be my friends, but they are still girls. Both will still slap the shit out of me if my morning wood pokes them. I don’t even want to think what they would do if I copped a feel in my sleep. I don’t know about how far around the bases you have gotten to when making out, but I still don’t get the whole big deal about sleeping with girls. Everyone keeps going on and on about how they want to do it. All it gets me is squished against a wall or pushed out of bed. At least Trudy doesn’t snore too loud.”

I got hit in the back of my head from behind as Trudy complained, “I don’t snore and you know it David.”

“Says you. Ask Loren. Oh wait. She sleeps like the dead,” I retorted.

That caused everyone around us to laugh. All seemed good with the guy until we got to school. He begged to know if Loren’s tits were real and if the drapes matched the carpet.

I never got the chance to answer him as Loren pulled him off toward the side of the gym. I made myself not see anything between them and me. As the wiseass stood there in shock, Loren pulled his hands under her shirt. I knew her shirt had a heavy duty shelf bra built into it, so there was no problem getting his hands right on her bare tits. She gave him a few seconds to grope her before pulling his hands away. Then she pulled out the waistband of her shorts and panties to give him a good look at her pussy hair.

He is in shock! Has he as even seen pubic hair on a girl before?

Well if he wasn’t in shock already, her pushing his hand down inside her panties definitely did the trick. While he stood there dazed she pulled his shorts and underwear down under his balls. A few strokes overloaded his brain enough and instinct got his hips moving. The second he sensed he was ready to cum, she pulled his shorts up over his dick. He was left there blowing his wad in his pants as she walked back over to hook her arm though mine. When I had my vision seeing everything again we headed into the school.

I knew the wiseass had English in the room next to mine, so when he came out to head to lunch I pulled him off to side to ask, “So do her drapes match her carpet? Are her tits real? Did you get to see her pussy? She let you feel her up?”

I looked down to see his dick push his shorts out.

“Man her tits are fucking amazing. Big hard nipples and they are definitely real,” he said excitedly. “Her pussy was so fucking wet! She even cut her pussy hairs short. I can’t believe she is a real redhead. Loren even jacked me off right there where anyone could see.”

I punched him in the arm, lightly, as I said, “You lucky fucking bastard. She showed up last night around bed time. I got squished in between her and Trudy. I sweat a ton and I got soaked in their sweat too. Even though Trudy and I are super close I can’t even tell you a bit about her pussy or tits. Same for Loren. How did you pull it off?”

He went on and on about his “skills” before I called bullshit on him. I offered to go find Loren to see what she thought of his skills.

Before he ran off I said, “You know, if you keep your mouth shut you might have a chance of getting more of what you did today. Trudy hears a peep about what you told me and she will make sure you don’t get any until college. I won’t tell you what Loren will do to you. Just keep in mind that she has Irish blood in her veins. You will never see it coming.”

He was about to say something smart when Crystal and Annie came up to take me away from him. They told me how I was going with them after school to get started at the Dojo. I would be doing workouts every day during the week. I would have a two plus hour karate class after I worked out. Once school was out for the summer, anytime I was in town I was going to be there for at least half the day, if not longer. All the crap with Martin had scared them enough that they wanted to work me hard as my body developed. I was going to have a very toned and agile body by the start of school next year.

“What about the gym? Dad said something about me working out there and then going to the dojo,” I asked.

They laughed as they told me to go get myself some carbs with that free lunch card the school system had given me to use after my accident. I would be burning through a lot of calories today. They already had a special protein shake I would start drinking each morning and before my workouts.

As soon as school was out we got our books and then we jogged to Annie’s Dojo. Both girls personally fitted me with a cup, jock, and Gi for this Dojo. They handed me my workout clothes and then changed right there in the room with me. I saw a few raised eyebrows as we came out of the changing rooms in workout clothes. They all knew that I had at least seen them naked except for their panties. Both girls ignored the looks. I put a small smile on my face. Once we went through the various workout equipment, I had a sheet with all of my settings and reps to do on each machine.

Once it came time to start practice, I was taken off into a side room with one of the karate teachers. It wasn’t the man I had met here before. This man looked at least ten years older.

“I know you experienced that which few survive David. It was very important to so many that no one knows of it. I searched very hard to find the secret knowledge of others who have survived the same. Outside you appear to be little boy just becoming a man. Inside you there is something very special to become trusted by two girls who trust no males, not even their instructors who have known them from very young age,” he told me.

“Whatever it is that is inside me was there from before my accident Sensei. I’m pretty sure Crystal has loved me for a very long time,” I told him. “Annie maybe not so much.”

Without any warning, and faster than I could process, he hit me with probably as hard of a punch as he could into my shoulder. I was still thinking about what he said so I hadn’t even thought about having the place in my head make me react like I should if someone hit me. I could see the shock in his face when he must have felt like he punched a wall.

Still, he recovered quickly and the place in my head made the needed changes to my shield to let his next blow spin me around. My shield took all of the force and converted it to good energy, so I only felt the pressure. Immediately he was attacking me even faster than before. My body was getting knocked around, but I was having no pain. I don’t know if that was meant to be some sort of test to see how much pain I could handle, or what. He seemed to know something about people who had been hit with lightning multiple times, or at least found some stories. What is odd is that I’m the only one with a shield as far as Steve or Anna have ever heard about. How would he know that?

What is the odd feeling?

Something seemed to change in his attacks. Soon I was shocked to find that I was blocking everything he threw at me or just moving out of the way. He was sweating hard and was pretty winded when he threw a bunch of fast kicks and punches at me. I don’t really remember the transition from standing still to being over top of him, but there I was. He was pinned to the floor by my legs and left hand. My right was drawn back with my fingers looking like I had arthritis.

There is real fear in his eyes. Does he think I’m going to hurt him, or worse? What was I about to do to him if I hadn’t stopped?

As soon as I realized whatever I had done to get into this position had scared the shit out of the guy I moved off him. I stepped back as far away from him as I could.

He looked at me as if he was trying to look into my soul when he asked, “Where did you learn that move? It is one I haven’t seen many master without decades of dedicated focus on only that discipline. The last time I even heard of any, beside myself, still knowing of its existence was before you were born. I have suspected you had some secrets because of your accident. Your skills aren’t something which can be absorbed. Such a defense and attack rely on muscle memory one so young couldn’t possess even if he was trained non-stop from the time he began to walk.”

“I’m not sure how I did any of what I felt my body doing near the end. I have never taken any type of martial arts or really even been able to defend myself from bullies. I watched the video from the problems at school before the break. That jerk was ready to punch the lockers by going through my body. I found myself turning as I pushed his hand away,” I told him. “That was only from some basic self-defense moves Crystal taught me.”

When he talked to me again I realized that he had been talking in a Japanese dialect. I understood him clearly even if I was answering him in English.

He was quiet for a few seconds before saying, “Much is now clear to me that had been jumbled before. A man called me to say I was to come here and train someone I would know when I met them. I wasn’t expecting such a person to be the little boy surviving being hit by lightning with protectors who have always shown their complete disdain for all males except their fathers. I know now why voice on the phone told me that you needn’t training in the martial arts. You need training in how to respond correctly when hit. To learn restraint and make mistakes expected when being trained so that others will not question your needing to train.”

Ok. That sounded a lot like the Confucius things people say all the time.

“David you must let your body react as a body should when hit. Pain and discomfort are part of learning. They must be experienced. Failing to respond as expected will raise questions. You can’t show anyone that you somehow have subconscious skills to draw upon when being attacked as I did to you before,” he told me. “I became a grand master only after I was able to defeat all of the masters of many disciplines simultaneously. Your skill far surpasses my own and you didn’t break a sweat.”

Now that is more like it. I can have the place in my head let me feel the pain I would normally even if it doesn’t really cause me any damage.

The man put a hand on my shoulder to say, “Feeling pain is nothing without your body showing what has caused that pain. A blow that isn’t held back is expected to cause a bruise.”

Oh man. Really? Well if the place in my head let me get cut when my phone got shot it can let me have bruises and let me feel the pain.

I was sent to join the “kids” class that was just about to start. I was very relieved to find that it was a mix of boys and girls between ten and fifteen. We didn’t do any of the sparing today. They took us through specifically numbered moves. When that class was over the girls made me get on a stair climber while we waited on the next class. My next class turned out to be the same as the other one except it was for high school kids and adults. In the first class we did a very showy, slow change between one pose and another. The older class did the same except in extremely slow motion. Annie said that this was to allow them to correct our body positions before our muscles learned the movements incorrectly. Annie and Crystal both went around helping everyone get the flow of the moves correct.

Right when this class finished, another class of younger kids was starting, but it was more advanced than the beginner ones I was in. Annie and Crystal took me into the area where those kids were stretching as they waited for the main area to clear out. After everyone was limbered up, we got into sort of dodge-ball game. April, Crystal and the instructors started throwing foam covered balls, with a hard core, at everyone. The balls were like the ones in the little kid t-ball sets. I found that the hard part was that we had couldn’t move our feet outside of the small squares we were standing in now. Sure we could jump, twist, or duck. Our feet had to be in the squares when they were on the floor.

None of the people throwing the balls held anything back either. It didn’t matter if the kid was ten or fifteen. If they couldn’t get out of the way or block it, they got hit and these balls really hurt! By the time the main area was ready for class I had been hit a lot of times. It was a pretty even mix of boys and girls for the kids in this advanced kid’s karate class.

I was surprised to see Annie’s dad waiting for us when we came out after class.

“David, with you training every day of the week you are going to be staying over at our house or Crystal’s. You get to go home on the weekend. Both girls gave up part of their closets and dressers to make room for your clothes. Paula’s father made sure we had plenty of the very low light nightlights to have around the house so you can take off your goggles from time to time. The girls don’t need light to get around in their rooms or to the bathroom,” he told me. “You three will be doing your homework after dinner.”

Once we got inside Annie’s house, her mom told us to get in the shower, she could smell us from the kitchen.

That wasn’t what I expected.

Before I could even give her a curious look Annie’s dad said, “It is no secret that you three have been intimate on many occasions. Annie has had a lot of time to think through what it would mean to have you around her nearly non-stop. Her doctors felt you were the exception to other men and boys. For some reason you are the only one she seems to have any self-control around her and able to refuse her sexual needs. She needs what you and Crystal offer her, along with your love. By the way, don’t think you get to be modest around here David. If you are going to be living here much of the time, then expect to see my wife and I in various forms of undress just as we know we will see you. It is part of what happens regularly in a big family.”

Annie’s parent’s shower had two shower heads so it was easy for us to shower quickly. We did a little touching and feeling of each other, but nothing with any intent on getting turned on. Both girls threw on long t-shirts and panties. I was tossed a pair of shorts they said I was going to be using to sleep in.

“So David,” Annie’s mom said as I sat down at their table for dinner. “I see your first day of martial arts at Annie’s Dojo left you looking like Annie did on her first day and then each day after until she learned how to get out of the way or block correctly. You shouldn’t worry too much about getting bruised in the same places tomorrow. Crystal’s Dojo is a completely different discipline. You will have completely different bruised areas. Remember to wear your cup or you will be bruised where you really don’t want to be.”

I hadn’t paid attention in the bathroom so after dinner I went to look in the mirror.

Wow! I do have a lot of bruises from those balls.

It was after ten when we all finished our homework and had quizzed each other in case we got a pop-quiz tomorrow in any of our classes. It was that time of year.

At bed time we all stripped, got into Annie’s new larger bed.

Wasn’t I supposed to be wearing my shorts to bed?

Annie was soon very frisky. She got me hard and then moved over me to line me up with her pussy. There was no passion, no kissing, just raw lust. I was fucked non-stop through a bunch of her orgasms before I finally came inside her. Crystal took one look at me and declared she got me first tomorrow night. No one was going to be getting me hard again tonight.

I started to say she would be surprised at the way I could recover quickly only to find myself waking up with my head resting between Annie’s big tits. I didn’t even remember going to sleep. She definitely seemed to like me being right where I was and ran her fingers through my hair as we both woke up. The hall bathroom wasn’t as big as mine, but we managed to move around each other as we brushed our teeth, washed our faces and did all the other things we needed to do in the bathroom. Crystal and I both made a quick exit when Annie dropped on the throne to take a dump. She was completely comfortable with us being in there with her if we wanted.

I so don’t want to have to smell her farts. She would kick my ass if I tried to tease her about them.

Every week day was like that for the entire next month. My body was so physically worn out from the workouts and lack of nutrients to build muscle that my shield was no help. It could keep me filled with energy to go for hours, but couldn’t take the place of the things I needed from food and milk. I was sure I could find some way to get the place in my head to do what was needed to build muscle more efficiently, but I was afraid that would make me seem like a steroid popping body builder. I talked it over with Annie and Crystal. Both said that I needed to double up on the protein shakes and try to drink at least two with my lunch. On the weekends I need to seriously pig out on anything I wanted from a list they had already given my mother. By the end of the month I was starting to have enough energy and stamina to have sex with both girls each night during the week, at least when they weren’t on the rag. Besides stuffing my face anytime I felt the least bit hungry, the weekends were for doing social things with other kids. I was going to birthday parties again, hanging out with kids I was starting to be friends with and also hanging out over at Lenny’s.