April Smith was... unexpected.
During my freshman year in high school, I was on the prowl. I'd just gotten my ears pinned back. Yeah, I was tired of being called 'Dumbo' so I talked to my doctor and convinced my father to pay for it. I wanted to see if the change would make any difference to the female population. At the very least I was hoping they would stop laughing at the sight of me.
I had crushes on a girl or two, went on dates with them, but didn't find anybody with whom the case of puppy love matured into something more. Then, April "accidentally" let somebody know she was interested in me. That person told another person and on down the line until it finally got to yours truly. I knew who she was, but really wasn't excited about her. She was fairly good looking with a friendly and kind personality, but she was... a blonde. For some reason, all my life, I've been attracted to brunettes. I have no idea why. Anyway, I was flattered that she had taken an interest in me and thought to myself, what the hell, why not ask her out?
I was so glad I did.
We became high school sweethearts. Passing notes every day between classes, sharing lunch, staring into each others eyes... you know the drill. I thought I had found "the one." Someone I could be happy with for the rest of my life. Yeah, I was young, but this felt right. Not just comfortable, but as if it was meant to be.
But, some things aren't meant to be. Just before Valentine's of my Junior year, my father, a minister, came home with some bad news. The church had transferred him to Wyoming and we were going to have to move.
I thought I had taken the news badly until I told April. She exploded. She didn't understand why I couldn't stay for our senior year of high school. I tried to explain that my nearest relatives were two hours away by car and that there was nobody in town my parents would let me stay with, not even Matt, my next door neighbor and best friend. Still, she seemed to take it personally that I wouldn't be around anymore and stopped seeing or even talking to me. To say I was shattered is an understatement. Numbly, I finished the school year then moved with my family to Wyoming.
That's the background for what you need to know. Because, you see, this isn't a story of lost loves getting back together. This story is about the night that changed my life in ways I wouldn't know about until years later.
I graduated from the high school in the little town in Wyoming where I lived. As a graduation present, I was given a plane ticket to Indiana so I could attend my friends' graduation in the next week. I made all the appropriate plans, including booking a motel room to stay in. (Everybody who I felt comfortable asking for a room to stay in had family visiting for the big event.) I attended the ceremony, took a lot of pictures, watched April give her speech as Valedictorian and enjoyed myself with all my friends. We decided to meet at my motel room and go together to all the parties around town on graduation night. I waited there for them to arrive.
A sharp rap on my motel room door snapped me out of the little nap I was taking. I opened the door and was surprised to see Erin, April's best friend. Her dark, almost black hair flowed down to her shoulders and she wore jeans and a t-shirt that seemed painted onto her trim, athletic body. Behind her, I was even more surprised to see April and Kel getting out of Erin's car. I'd heard from Matt that April had been dating Kel (his real name was Kelsy, but he hated being called that) since I'd left. I'm sure the shock was quite evident on my face.
"Hi, baby." Erin called everybody "baby." "Matt told Kel about the little get-together so we kinda invited ourselves along. That okay?" She stepped forward and gave me a big hug. As I put my head over her shoulder, I saw April look apprehensively towards me as she shut the car door.
I focused my attention to Erin and forced a smile. "Yeah, of course it's okay. It'll be just like old times." Shit. Shit shit shit! I had wanted to see April, but not like this, not with her new boyfriend in tow. I didn't have any illusions about getting back together with her, but had hoped that she and I could find some quiet time, alone, to talk. I didn't know how I was going to act, even though I had thought about it a million times since I got here.
"Let the party BEGIN!" bellowed Kel as he hoisted a twelve-pack of beer in one hand and two bottles (vodka and rum) in the other over his head.
"Give me those bottles before you drop them," said April as she took them from him.
They came up to the door. "Sam the man! Howya been? Long time no see!" Kel's voice was a little loud and his breath told me that, at least for him, the party had started a couple of hours ago. He walked in and set the beer down.
"Hi, Sam," said April, softly, as Erin took the bottles from her. There was a silent pause as we looked at each other. My heart was pounding so hard in my chest that I was sure everybody could hear it. "Are you sure this is okay?" she asked. "Me being here, I mean..."
"Yeah. I'm okay with it if you are. Y'know, I did want to see ALL my friends." I tried my best smile, but I'm sure the sadness in my eyes shone through.
She gave me a light hug and whispered, "It's good seeing you." I closed my eyes and carefully put my arms around her. I took a deep breath and smelled her hair and her perfume.
"Good to see you, too," I whispered back.
"Hey, Sammy, where's the ice machine around here?" roared Kel.
"It's near the office, Kel. I'll go with you." Air, that's what I needed. Kel grabbed the little plastic ice bucket and followed me out of the room.
As we approached the ice machine he said, "Sammy, we've been good friends over the years, right?"
"Yeah..." Where was he going with this?
"You sure it's okay that April and I are here? I know how much she meant to you. She still talks about you a lot. We're mostly just drinking buddies..."
"Yes, it's okay." There was a little irritation in my voice, but I don't think he caught it.
"Cool, man. Tonight's gonna be a blast!"
When we got back to the room, Matt and his new girlfriend Andrea had arrived. She was a small, petite redhead, about 5 foot 2 inches tall which made her a good match to Matt's five foot six frame. We still had to wait for Tom and his girlfriend, so we decided to play quarters. I got up to make some mixed drinks with the booze Kel had brought, and found that everybody except Erin and I had already grabbed a beer. As I went to the dresser where the booze and ice were, Erin snuck up behind me and whispered near my ear, "I want a virgin." She put her hand on my shoulder and leaned on me to watch what I was doing, sending an excited chill up my spine.
"A vir... uh... wha?" The blood had stopped flowing to my head as soon as she touched me, making it impossible to form entire words.
"No alcohol in my drink," she said. "I know it's cheating for our game, but I'm driving tonight."
"Oh, yeah, no alcohol. Duh!" I tried a grin to cover being flustered.
She giggled in such a sexy way that it was starting to have an effect on my crotch. I unwrapped a couple of the plastic cups from the motel bathroom and filled them with ice and Coke from a six-pack I had in the room.
"No booze for you either?" she asked.
"No. I kinda overdid it last week at my own graduation. Just the thought of having a drink makes me nauseous. I may swear it off for life."
The game of quarters we played was different from anything I'd ever played before. We were divided into teams of two. I was paired with Erin, since she and I were the only "singles" there. When it was your turn, if you didn't bounce the quarter into the shot glass (Kel had brought one), your partner drank instead of you. If you got it in, the person you named (you couldn't name your partner) took a sip. (Not a whole drink. After all, we were just starting the evening.) Whenever a couple both landed the quarter in the shot glass, they'd give each other a little kiss. Erin and I both stank at the game, but since we weren't drinking any alcohol, it didn't matter. Most of the time when someone gave a drink away, it went to Kel. He seemed to be able to take all we gave him and more. I noticed a worried look on April's face when she watched Kel, but I didn't think too much about it.
We were having a good time, but I felt a little uncomfortable. Matt was watching Erin and me like a hawk, while his new girlfriend kept an eye on him. He had dated Erin back when I was with April and I knew he still carried a torch for her. I also knew the credo of the best friend: "Never touch your buddy's ex."
Erin didn't give a shit about any credo. She openly flirted with me and sometimes I saw April giving her the old evil eye. I tried to remain as neutral as possible. The first (and only) time Erin and I both got the quarter to bounce in, she made a big show at puckering up, expecting a kiss. I simply held out my hand and we shook. She said, under her breath, "Chicken." Everybody heard her and we laughed, except for Matt.
Now, don't get me wrong. I think if Matt and April hadn't been there, I would've been all over that girl. I always had a... desire for Erin. Hell, before I'd gotten together with April, I was considering asking Erin out. She was, physically, just what I found attractive in a girl: tall, athletic and beautiful with long, black hair. To me, in just the right light, she looked like Marie Osmond. But unlike Marie, she was probably the most sensual girl I'd ever known; open, free with her emotions, loving to those near her and poison to those she disliked. Most of the guys our age would've killed for a chance to be with her, but she tended to date college aged guys, except when she was going out with Matt. She had broken up with her latest boyfriend about a month ago, I'd heard.
Everyone was getting just a little tipsy, except of course for Erin and me. (And Kel, who had passed "tipsy" a long time ago and was well on his way to "tipping over.") April made her shot, and told Erin to take a drink. I smiled, knowing there was no way Erin was getting drunk tonight. Erin played along and took a drink, then stuck her tongue out at April, like a little kid would. April said in just as childish a voice, "If you stick it out, you gotta share it!" and the two of them stuck their tongues out then leaned in toward each other, across the corner of the small motel table, as though they were going to touch tongues or kiss! My jaw was dangling around my knees as I watched them get closer and closer. Just before they touched, they sat up and started giggling.
"Don't pay any attention to them," said Matt. "They do that all the time to try to shock us. We're used to it." Then, to the girls, "Knock it off, you two. You're about to give Sam a coronary." Everybody laughed.
Finally, Tom and his date arrived and we all hopped in cars (I went with Matt and Andrea) to find the hot spots for the night. After finding a couple of small, boring parties, we wound up at the Elk's Club. Someone had rented it out for their grad party and had even hired a band. The bar wasn't open, but a lot of people had brought their own bottle and were willing to share. I tried to drink a beer, but after my first sip my stomach got all queasy and I abandoned it for the rest of the night. I scolded myself for having partied too much last week.
There were a lot of old friends and acquaintances there and I got to talk to people I hadn't seen for a long time. I was having a great time. Until...
I saw April standing alone in the darkened ballroom while, I figured, Kel went to score some more booze. I started to approach her, just wanting to talk. She saw me coming and practically ran in the other direction. Swell, I thought. I stood for a moment watching her leave, feeling my heart shrivel up again, when a hand touched me on my shoulder. I turned to find Erin looking at me with an odd look on her face. "Don't bother with her. She's still hurting from when you left." Her face lightened into a soft smile. The band started to play a slow ballad and she took me by the hand and led me to the dance floor.
She wrapped her arms around me and held herself close as we slowly swayed to the music. "We must look like quite a gang of idiots," she said. I looked at her with a puzzled expression, finding it difficult to speak in her presence again. She explained, "You've been watching April all night. Matt's been watching me. Andrea is watching Matt. April's been watching you and me. Kel's only watching the booze." She looked at me with a fire in her eyes. "And I've been watching you. You still owe me a kiss from our quarters game."
All of a sudden, there was nobody else in the world except Erin and me. I didn't care what anybody thought. I only knew that there was a beautiful woman in my arms who wanted to kiss me. Our lips came together tentatively at first, testing each other. Then, almost forcefully, we were locked in a passionate soul kiss. We stopped dancing with our feet and started dancing with our tongues. I heard nothing, saw nobody except Erin. Lust was making me blind to all else in the world. My cock was instantly rock-hard as her hand went between us and started caressing the front of my jeans.
"Sam!" Matt's voice penetrated over the music, startling me back to reality. Oh, fuck, I thought. He looked pissed. "Andrea wants to go home. Can you find another ride back to your motel?" Then, I couldn't read the expression on his face. There was anger, but something else, too.
"I'll give him a ride, Matt," said Erin.
He nodded. "Can I talk to you for a second, Sam?"
Aw, shit, here it comes, I thought. We walked a few steps off the dance floor. "Have a safe trip home, okay? It was really good seeing you."
"Yeah," I said. "You too." This wasn't what I expected.
"Write when you get a chance. Do you need anybody to take you to the bus station in the morning?"
"No. It's just a few blocks from the motel. I can walk it." I then saw Andrea several feet behind him with her arms crossed and an angry pout on her face. "What's up with...?"
"We're having a fight," he said. "I guess I haven't been paying enough attention to her." He tried a smile, but it quickly faded. "I don't know. Look, you have a good time, okay?"
"I'll see you soon, I'm sure." We gave each other a quick, one-armed, back-patting hug then he and Andrea went out the door.
Erin appeared at my side. "Alone at last," she smiled. She melted into my arms and we soon found our lips locked together. Just as our tongues were getting re-acquainted...
"Erin!" April's voice made Erin jump. She had a guilty look on her face as she turned to April.
The fire in April's eyes was a different kind than I'd seen earlier in Erin's eyes. "We have to take Kelsy home. He's sick."
"Again?" asked Erin. "Okay. I promised to take Sam back to his motel, so why don't I drop you and Kel off then..."
"Absolutely not!" April's eyes shot daggers at both of us.
"But..." complained Erin.
"No! I need help getting Kelsy home and YOU'RE going to help me! We'll take Sam back first. Get the car!"
I looked around the room and spied Kel. He was passed out in chair in a dark corner, looking like a marionette who's strings had been cut. I felt a little bad then. Maybe Kel hadn't been out trying to get some more booze after all. Maybe April ran away from me earlier because she saw Kel needed help. Maybe I was an ass.
"Come on, I'll give a hand, too," I said.
April and I went to Kel and lifted him up. I put one of Kel's arms around my shoulder and April did the same on the other side. From the smell of him, he had emptied his stomach earlier. I hoped there wouldn't be a repeat performance.
"Okay, Kel, let's get you home," I said.
"Saaaammmmmeeeee... buuudeeeee... mudder fucker..."
That surprised me. I looked at April, but she said nothing, her face covered in embarrassment.
Erin brought her car to the front door. We poured Kel into the back seat and April with him. I went to the front and heard Erin say, "If he pukes, make sure he does it in that plastic bag back there." April nodded in agreement as she shook open the bag.
The ride to my motel was uneventful and quiet, except for a few curses from Kel. I really don't think he could've answered what planet he was on if asked.
Erin pulled up and parked near my motel door. I opened the car door and stepped out, then poked my head in to say my goodbyes.
"Bye, baby," said Erin with a wink and a sly smile. I smiled too as I looked in the back seat at April.
Her eyes were red and filled with tears. All she said was a choked, "Goodbye, Sammy." My smile went away.
"Take care of each other," I said. "Bye." I closed the car door and watched them drive off down the road. That was probably the last time I'll ever see any of them again, I thought.
I went into my room and looked at my small travel alarm clock. It was almost 1:00 a.m. I set the alarm for 8:00 a.m., more than enough time to get some breakfast, check out then catch the 9:28 a.m. bus. I was going back to visit my extended family in Indianapolis and they were going to have a dinner and small party for my graduation. Aunt Susan was going to pick me up tomorrow afternoon at the Indianapolis bus stop.
I decided to take a shower now instead of in the morning, so I stripped down and made my way to the bathroom. I took a long, hot, leisurely shower, then dried off.
Just as I was getting ready to throw on a pair of boxers to sleep in, there was a soft rapping at my door and I heard a feminine voice say, "Sammy?"
My first thought was, April's here! I wrapped a towel around my waist and started toward the door. Two steps before I got to the door, I knew it wasn't April. In fact, I didn't want it to be April. I cracked the door open and saw Erin standing there.
"Hi, baby. Can I come in?" she asked as she pushed the door open.
"Of course," I answered, but she was already in and had shut the door.
Immediately, we were in each others arms, our mouths eagerly coming together. With a quick tug from Erin, my towel was gone. "You won't be needing that," she said as my hard-on slapped against her thigh.
"Oh, my goodness," I said, faking a British accent. (I can't do a British accent, so it really sucked.) "Madam, what are your intentions?"
She looked at me as though my hair had suddenly caught fire, then started giggling. "My intentions WERE to fuck you silly." Uh-oh, she used the past tense. "But you're already silly, so I guess I'll just have to fuck you."
I started to laugh, but her mouth quickly covered mine. Her kisses then started a trail down the side of my face, to my neck, then down my chest. Before I knew it, she was on her knees in front of me, eying my joystick. "Wow..." she whispered.
I should say now that while I'm average in length, I have been told that I'm thicker in diameter than most. Not as thick as, say, a beer can, but thick enough that a girl with a smallish hand can't quite wrap it around me and touch her thumb and fingers.
"Erin, meet 'Sammy Davis Junior.' 'Junior,' meet Erin."
She gave my excited member a quick lick from base to tip, sending a thrill up my spine, then looked up at me. "Okay, I can see why you might call him 'Sammy Junior,' but why 'Sammy DAVIS Junior?'"
"Because he's circumcised and only has one eye."
"No wonder April calls you 'Silly Boy,'" she said, half to herself. She then took me in her mouth and started moving up and down. I was a bit nervous at first. Blowjobs were not my favorite form of sex. I wasn't that experienced, and neither were the girls (the whole two of them) I'd been with in Wyoming. A couple of times, their teeth scraped the sides of my pecker and it was quite painful. In just a few strokes, however, Erin proved that I had no worries about that with her. One hand massaged my balls while the other stroked the base of my penis and her mouth sucked on the top. She did things to the underside of my shaft with her tongue I'd never felt before.