Chapter 89: Doing the Time

What had I gotten myself into by agreeing to go over to Lenny’s house because I had a dick his little sister’s friends could get inside them?

I woke up from a very erotic dream where I had some pretty good ideas what might happen. Of course in my dream none of the girls had braces, were more than baby fat chunky, or wore the ugliest glasses ever made for girls.

Paula wasn’t here anymore either. I had gone to sleep spooned up to her back.

The second I came down for breakfast, mom and dad pulled me into a “conference” about the whole craziness down in dad’s office.

This must be really bad if we are in here. The last time I was called into his office to have a serious chat was because I had said some choice words to a teacher back in primary school.

“A lot has happened while you napped in bed naked with a girl when you are grounded,” dad said letting me know I just used one of my free passes up. “The school board threw the principal under the media’s bus. Government incompetence surrounding your arrest was trumped by his errantly broadcasting that he gave a pass to a freshman football player that never saw one minute of game time during the entire school year. The local CBS station that covers your schools football games quickly found he was only on the team because they could have up to one hundred boys on the roster and they wanted to be sure to fill it out. They showed a few canned interviews from back in the fall where Martin was noted to be one of the biggest players on the freshman team. If he could memorize basic plays and do what he was told he would be a great asset to the team. Another report mentioned having had Martin’s disciplinary history for middle school emailed to them anonymously. They didn’t give exact numbers of incidents, only that he had a seat in the in-school suspension classroom specifically assigned to him due to his frequent visits for bullying or hitting another student. Multiple out of school suspensions were given for fighting. Another station had a segment on a letter signed by the principal to Martin and Joel’s parents that the boys would be home sick for the week after the trip. No punitive actions were for their illicit activities which resulted in their being sent home from the trip to D.C.”

Seems the principal is getting his turn being on the other side of the desk.

Mom added in, “I had the news talk radio station on while I made sure I was presentable if we were mobbed by news cameras. There were a number of callers both defending and crucifying the principal. Right before they took a break a caller asked a question out of left field. What could a fifth string JV football players or their parents have to hold over the principal’s head to make him risk his career covering their Cro-Magnon butts multiple times this school year? It has never been a secret what schools do regularly for the star players on sports teams to ensure the school had a team with a chance to win. The caller then threw out that could it be something like he had been involved sexually with female or male students? Possibly both? The caller made sure to note that the ABC station has their reporters asking the same question. David, for a teacher or school administrator, sexual misconduct of any form is not something they ever want anyone even hinting about.”

Ok. So I know the scoop now. I am slipping from the spotlight. The principal is having to try to cover his own butt now.

I found out that Steve had called when I was still asleep. He suggested it would be better if I sort of disappeared out of town while this got sorted out. I had over two weeks off with the suspension and it hadn’t been lifted as of yet. He suggested my going to the clinic to make sure I didn’t have any post-traumatic stress from the attack or from had happened at the Juvenile Detention Center. I would be away until the weekend before the end of Spring Break. Given I was struck by lightning multiple times and lived, my parents actually asked me if I wanted to do that or deal with the media.

Yeah that is an easy question. No way do I want to risk someone picking up on the details of my accident and my ending up a lab rat. What happened in D.C. was a little too close for comfort.

“Now that we have this all settled, you have a guest waiting in the living room. By the bruises and cuts, I expect she is the same girl you shared a room with last night in jail. You did guess correctly that her family has the money to keep her from doing any time. Her driver is waiting for her in a Porsche Cayenne. We told her she could wait for you to wake up or you could call her once you did. We made it clear you were grounded for the same reason you had been arrested last night,” mom told me. “She will not be anywhere but in the living room, is that understood.”

I nodded and headed off to the living room.

Before I even got to see if it was really her I was pulled up into a hug. The girl winced in pain, but still wouldn’t relent. Finally I got a kiss on the cheek before I got to say a word.

Wait? Who the heck is this? She looks familiar.

“If you weren’t grounded I would so take you somewhere to show you how much I really appreciate what you did for my best friend. I still can’t believe that she didn’t screw you at least once while she was hiding out in your room. Getting like she was last night always makes her crazy horny,” she told me. “Oh sorry. I bet you didn’t recognize me with clothes on and seeing how I look after being beaten up. She really whaled on me when I was strapped in the chair. You are probably the only guy she has been naked around that didn’t fuck her since she was old enough to want to get laid. I know you are the only one who would take off your clothes to give them to her to cover up her body. She told me that I had to come over here no matter how bad I looked or how much I hurt to tell you thanks in person. For a scrawny little kid you probably saved her life for real. I don’t think they would have shot her and her parents had her out of there the minute after she was done with the judge. You did say something that made her demand that her parents take her somewhere to lock her up until she gets whatever is wrong with her fixed correctly. The meds she takes rarely work even when she takes the regularly.”

I still stood there waiting for her to continue. Instead I got another big hug followed by finding my hands pushed under her shirt onto her braless breasts. Her nipples were rock hard. Being this close I smelled that she had been wet and ready for a while. I gave them a good once over. I gauged they were a bit bigger than large softballs, and completely fake.

Pulling my hands away I said, “Like you said before we can’t do anything because I am grounded. I don’t want to have it made any longer.”

That got a strange look on her face.

Did she have the same issue as her friend? No one ever turned away from what she offered to them freely? Was that why she dropped heavily to the couch to start to cry?

I did the only thing I could think of that wouldn’t get me in more trouble, I got her tissues. She babbled away about whatever her problems were, her family not caring and who knows what else that I couldn’t understand. Not to give any impression I was even trying to comfort her, I sat in the chair across from her. When she looked up at me finally I knew that look.

“I’m really sorry that all happened to you, but I am a fourteen year old boy, not a psychologist. The media is going crazy about me getting arrested because some dumb jock tried to see if he could push my guts and spine into a locker through the door,” I said as she made the connection between me and the video. “How long do you think it will be before they find out about your friend ending up in my cell or that I talked her down in the courtroom? I don’t want to accidentally say something you told me about your past when they come to get my side of things. Plus I have no idea what they might do with video of a beaten up girl leaving my house after all the assault and battery stuff I got arrested for last night. I really do hope your friend gets some help. You probably need to do something like that too if only to have someone who knows how to help you talk it all through.”

She got up, pulled me out of the chair, dragged me back over to the couch, got me in her lap, and then locked me into another tight hug.

In my ear she told me softly, “There is something special about you. No wonder my friend made me come over here looking like this. A few minutes ago I didn’t give a damn if you were grounded for a year. You made me want to screw you like I never wanted anyone before. I am sure fucking you would have given me not just my first, but multiple orgasms. Instead you didn’t even try to cop a real feel of my bare tits. She told me how she blew you in your cell and swallowed it all. You don’t get it yet, though. She never sucks dick unless it is to get her something she wants and has never let anyone cum in her mouth. I’ve never met anyone like you either. That is what made me cry. I can’t fuck you no matter how badly I want it. I knew your dick would go off inside me in seconds no matter how big or small you are. Your parents wouldn’t even know. It would be over that quick. So what did you do, you brought me a fucking box of tissues and didn’t even come try to hold me. Fake crying has always worked for me when nothing else did. Now I’m not even horny anymore, now I just really hurt all over.”

“I can you get you some over the counter pain medicine if you want. I think we have some of each major type in the kitchen,” I told her quickly pulling free of her before she tried some other trick to get me to do something with her.

She shook her head and said, “No thanks. I took some heavy stuff before I came here, it just wore off while I was waiting on you to get up from your nap.”

How long has she been here? Doesn’t that stuff go for at least four hours?

“You probably better go so you can take some more,” I told her. “I am curious why you would come over here to thank me for your best friend after you two looked ready to kill each other last night. Not even having ripped your clothes off completely slowed you two down.”

The girl pulled her shirt up, showed me her silicon pumped up breasts and explained, “Puberty gave me big nipples on top of mosquito bites. You have seen hers. Daddy insisted I could never get a man to marry me without big tits so he bought these for me. She told me that if a man she really wanted ignored her because I had bigger tits, she was going to beat the hell out of me. Every few months she gets pissed about something and stops taking her meds, instead using alcohol to keep her feeling better. It makes her a bit psycho. Normally I get a few bruises and scratches going head to head with her when she gets that way. Last night was different because she did it all on purpose. She wanted to make a huge scene. I didn’t know until it was too late she was going to take on any girl she saw looking at some man she going to fuck because she wanted it. That I could have handled, I have always been stronger and faster than her and she knew it. She wanted me to join in on her plan and slipped something in my drink. When she went off the rails I had an uncontrollable need to beat the shit out of her. You saw that last night. She was just as completely fucked in the head. I love her like a sister and will always try to keep her from getting really hurt when it happens.”

I reminded her that she probably should leave. There was no telling when a news truck or someone with a camera could come by here today. She saw the logic in it, so I walked her to the door.

“I would definitely have been committing incest with you too if you were my little brother,” she whispered in my ear before leaving.

Both girls are seriously messed up on the head.

Mom came in to have another chat with me. I expected the worst and instead got praised for handling that other girl really well. She told me both girls were bat shit crazy. I never should get around anyone like that if I could avoid it. If I couldn’t I needed to do my best to get away from them as soon as I could. We talked a lot about the various ways the girl tried to get men turned on so much that they needed, versus just wanted, to have sex with her.

She also told me, “David that girl came here on a mission to do more than just thank you for helping her friend. Girls like these have been sexually active for years with a large number of partners. The girl that just left already had it in her mind that she was going to have sex with you for no other reason than to prove to her friend that she could. You refused the other girl that got into your jail cell. If you weren’t as smart as you are I suspect she would have gotten her way even if we were in the room. She is quite good at getting what she wants.”

“Yeah. I was fooled by her crying at first, but she way overdid it. I think I figured it out when she didn’t even seem to care that I was fourteen. I am guessing she is at least sixteen, but gets driven around because she can,” I told mom.

Dad popped in when the coast was clear to tell me to be ready first thing in the morning. Someone from the clinic was going to be picking me up. I didn’t need to pack any extra clothes, they would have what I needed to wear at the clinic.

If they are going to make me do another blind camp I won’t be wearing anything again.

It sucked that I was grounded. Being suspended meant it wasn’t a school night for me. I could have had girls sleep over. With nothing else to do I went over to the computer to see if I could find something to get me good and horny. I don’t know when it was added, but the computer now had an interface port to hook to the super dick sucker and special dildo. I could use the whole suit, but I expected my parents to pop in and out a least once more tonight. I would have plenty of warning to hide the super fake pussy, but nowhere near enough time for the suit.

My computer had other ideas, or at least the man in the machine did.

“You must learn weapons, trajectories, bullets,” the screen said. “Put on headphones and video goggles. This is important.”

I did as it asked. I found myself waking up a little after one in the morning when mom was shaking my arm gently. I was still in my computer chair with the goggles and headphones on. Some sort of game was showing on the screen with the character holding a shotgun in a field as it was running in place against a fence.

When I took off the video goggles the light immediately dimmed in the room to almost nothing. I put on my other regular goggles and the light came back up.

“Don’t those hurt your eyes? Aren’t they way too bright,” mom asked.

I yawn and stretched before telling her, “They have special white LEDs that make up the lights behind the screens in them. It can be dimmed down to almost nothing so I can enjoy 3D games and movies. They came with the computer and work with the TV too. No way could I watch a 3D movie using the regular sunglasses type.”

Having gotten used to sleeping naked and my parents walking in on me when I was messing around with, usually, naked girls, I had no modesty stripping off my clothes while my mom was there. I did have a boner. Mom came over to insist I turn toward her so she could have a look.

That is a relief. I don’t even seem to feel her fingers as she moves it all around and checks my nuts.

“It looks that you are finally growing. Paula told me that you were having larger special sized rubbers made at the clinic because the others were too tight now. The doctors said you penis would probably continue to get larger over the next six months. They asked that I check from time to time. Your testicles have definitely gotten larger. Based on the size of the men in my family and your father, I expect you be as long as your dad before long, possibly longer. Just let it happen and don’t worry about it,” Mom told me before leaving the room.

I didn’t feel like I had learned anything. Wide awake again now, I went over to do what I had planned. It still wouldn’t let me. At least not until I could look at a picture of a bullet, gun or arc of a shot bullet to identify them. I would only see the picture for part of a second. I missed a lot at first, but soon I was replying almost as soon as the picture flashed up.

As a reward I was allowed to open chat windows I hadn’t ever seen before.

There were girls and boys, much like any other time, but they all had a dildo or fake pussy tube like I did. The guys had everything from dicks smaller than mine to at least as big as dad. The girls went from looking to just having small buds all the way up to huge tits with big, hanging out pussy lips. I wasn’t really interested in the ones that looked like they had already fucked two high school football teams in a single day. The super huge boobs were so big they were a turn off too. Same for some girls that looked close to being obese. Three just had the feeling of being at least in eighth grade. A bunch of the others didn’t look like they were even ten. I dropped the boys that looked like they weren’t even thirteen yet.

Once I had them whittled down the computer pulled up a lot more that were just like the ones I had up now.

An app popped up that had check boxes for the fake pussy shaft I had, various dildos, butt plugs and finally a range of suits like mine. I just clicked the model I had for the fake pussy and clicked next. It showed me which place to plug it in. I got a message to make sure it was removed from my dick and nothing was inside it that was not part of it. When I clicked OK it came up with a message saying “Calibrating.” After about a minute of it sort of rocking around in my hands, it then popped up a message saying it was verifying everything. Finally it told me to put it over my limp dick, if I was limp currently.

Very quickly I felt it close around my dick. It had me turn it a certain way to have a faint red arrow point to the base of my dick. I was then told to remove it again and locate some sort of special harness for it. It was in the same place the fake pussy had been stored. I got everything attached and then back over my dick with the arrow aligned.

“Stimulating and measuring.”

Ok? What does that exactly mean?

I had just finished my thought as I felt a tongue had started to lick my dick before giving the head kisses. On the screen I saw a girl doing exactly what I felt to a boy. Neither appeared to have anything connected to either of them. I thought maybe it was rendered until I saw the boy getting hard faster than me. He was also only about two inches long. As I was getting hard the video changed to another girl and boy. He looked like he might be closer to my size. She was doing to him exactly what I felt on my dick now. I was in total sync with the boy she was sucking on right down to how hard I was currently. If that wasn’t already pretty damn amazing, I got yet another sign it wasn’t computer rendered.

It can’t be, can it? No one makes things this detailed on the fly. Not even a computer as powerful as the man in the machine can use when he wants.

What had made me sure it was real was a girl about nine or ten walking past in little pink pajamas. She stopped beside the bed to watch before she told the girl to watch out. That boy peed white stuff in her mouth after he told her she would get a really yummy surprise if she did what the girl sucking him was doing. How else can I explain the going from feeling my half hard dick being all in the girl’s mouth followed by the pain of getting bit hard around the base and then have her dragging her teeth up the shaft. She even bit down hard on the head a few times.

“Asshole,” I heard on my headphones. “Really? You had my little cousin blow you first? Did you fuck her too?”

That just is too weird to be faked by a computer.

Soon my video changed again to getting my dick played with by a girl. I knew it was a girl because she had her other hand up on her tits. I felt her cool fingers as they moved the boy’s dick around. Occasionally she would move forward to put a big wet kiss on the head. Other times she would open her lips enough to lick over the piss hole. It felt great to me. The boy and I were both about the same size when fully hard. The girl continued to play with his dick and give it wet kisses until I felt her fingers milk up a big blob of pre-cum that she licked off. When I felt completely hard and more than ready to bust a nut, she let his dick go and moved over him.

She was positioned in reverse cowgirl style and he was getting a good look at her brown eye as she got positioned to line his dick up. I could feel every inch of her hot pussy lips as she worked more pre-cum up to smear around her pussy to make everything really slippery. Finally I could feel her vice tight vagina slowly opening up to his dick. The head was a bit into her wet furnace before I felt her cherry. I heard the boy ask what was wrong, so he was clueless.

Yet another reason I should know this was real. There was even a clock showing it was twelve hours ahead of my clock in twenty-four hour time.

Having popped a few cherries I knew that was exactly what I was feeling. It was clear when it tore and he sunk into her fully. Once she was ready to fuck she really worked both of our dicks over. Unfortunately he came less than a minute later.

The video I was watching dropped and I got an unexpected surprise. I was seeing a guy with a huge dick trying to open up a girl that looked way to tight to have him inside her.

They do stretch a lot. Can she actually take that dick?

When he pulled back to take break I felt the fake pussy around my dick relax too. It even felt a bit cold where his dick head had been against her pussy. After I felt him stroking his dick a few times, he lined it back up to milk some pre-cum right on her hot entrance. As he started to push in again the head of my dick was feeling like I was trying to get in that tight pussy and it was too small still. Slowly, though, the head did start making some progress in opening her up. She wasn’t a virgin, just very tight.

Well any pussy would be tight around a dick that big.

The weirdest part was I could feel every bump and ridge inside her vagina as the big dick stretched her open. She stayed scorching hot and extremely wet too. Instead of trying to take increasingly longer strokes to get deeper inside her, he just pushed on until he was buried completely. When he pulled nearly all the way out it felt like my dick was every bit as long and fat as his. Even having the head pull my piss slit open when he hit a slightly tight spot felt real.

I laid back to watch his huge dick working in and out of the girl. She had moved her fingers down to play with her clit as she told him to go faster. More than once there was the feeling of her finger nails scraping over his dick as she rubbed herself off. When she came I couldn’t believe the fake pussy was making me feel every bit of it on the half of my dick closest to my body, just like he had to be feeling. Slowly he was able to fuck her faster now. I should have come long ago with as fast as he was fucking, but for some reason I wasn’t getting over the edge. I felt my orgasm building to the boiling point and still not making it. She was getting off right as I felt I was going to cum. The boy pulled out to stroke himself off. I was only feeling his fingers stroking along my dick in sync with the screen. I came a second or so before he did and we didn’t shoot our cum in sync, but it was still a hard cum I never quite expected.