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Drawing on the Dark Side of the Brain

14
Shacking Up

THE MOM BRIGADE arrived at the same time we did. Sondra Davis brought Jas and Charmaine. Siobhan O’Rourke came with Kelly, and my mom and dad followed Ariel, Sarah Lynn, and me. It was a little sad to realize that my dad was the only father who was active. Charmaine’s abusive father was part of the reason she never wanted to go home again. Ariel’s mother showed up looking the part of a professional housecleaner. Her father was friendly with other adults but considered dealing with ‘children’ to be the women’s work. And Sarah Lynn’s father was probably the reason her mother was so hysterical about Sarah Lynn being devil-possessed and disowned. We’d be watching carefully if he showed up as it would mean trouble. Jasmine’s dad was killed in Afghanistan when she was little and Sondra’s new boyfriend, Ray, just hadn’t been around much yet. Then there was Kelly, of course. She’d never known a father at all.

“We need before and after photos,” Charmaine said. “And make sure your date and time settings are on.”

“What gives?” I asked.

“You put up over two thousand dollars for a damage deposit, Jett. We need to make sure that you get it back. I like our agent, but I still wouldn’t put it past her to claim as much of the deposit as possible because something was left dirty. I want evidence of what it looked like when we moved in compared to how we leave it.”

“Wow, Charmaine. You think of everything,” Ariel said.

“Just money things,” she laughed.

The women attacked. If there was one thing Jasmine’s and my mothers knew about, it was cleaning and sterilizing a house. The Dragon Lady seemed to be on the same page. Among them, they had buckets, mops, cleansers—all organic—and gloves for everyone. Siobhan carted in a huge vacuum cleaner and I grabbed it to follow her all the way upstairs to the attic. The room was empty but covered with dust and cobwebs.

Dad and I assessed the physical maintenance chores and headed to Home Depot to get a few gallons of off-white paint, brushes, rollers, and paint trays. At the last minute, he decided we were going to need a step ladder at the house anyway, so he bought two and a plank to put between them so we could paint ceilings more easily. We picked up a plaster kit and sandpaper as well. We’d seen pretty serious gouges in the walls of two of the rooms. When we got back, Granddad was carrying out a garbage bag filled with debris he’d picked up from around the house. He’d brought rakes and his lawn mower in the pickup.

Dad and I started filling nail holes and cracks, working from the upstairs bedrooms down. Kelly thumped down the attic stairs with the vacuum cleaner and attachments, grabbed a gallon of paint, and headed back upstairs. They were moving quickly up there but had a lot of surfaces to cover.

By the time Dad and I finished spackling the holes, Sarah Lynn and Charmaine were in the first bedroom sanding the rough edges and running the vacuum. Dad and I set up the step ladders and I started with the ceiling. I hadn’t noticed how dingy it was until I put a fresh coat of ceiling white on. I was just thankful that it was only lightly textured and not one of those popcorn ceilings they say are illegal now. Something about Styrofoam or asbestos or something.

I moved the stepladders and plank into the second bedroom and started on the ceiling while Dad was joined by Mom to paint the walls. Jas and Sondra were cleaning the oven and appliances in the kitchen downstairs while Ariel and the Dragon Lady scrubbed a year’s worth of gunk out of the upstairs bathroom. Someday I was going to have to find out her name. I suppose I could just call her Mrs. Chen.

I could hear the mower running outside when someone yelled that we should come downstairs for lunch. I’d only managed to get two ceilings painted.

WE DIDN’T GET FINISHED that day. Or that weekend. By Sunday night, the six of us were exhausted. Fewer parents had shown up on Sunday. They had other things to do. It was nice of all the moms to take a break from their busy schedules to help clean, but they weren’t really into painting. Sondra and her boyfriend Ray had planned to go on a dairy tour in the next county. They called it a wine and cheese tasting. My parents had plans with Grandma and Grandpa Blackburn like they did most Sundays. Siobhan went to church in the morning but came back to help us in the afternoon. Now that Kelly’s room was clean and painted, they were working as hard on the rest of the house as anyone. The Dragon Lady brought us lunch, but she had things to do with her other two kids.

That left the six of us. And Granddad.

“I don’t mind helping you when you are all working so hard. You kept my house spic and span when you stayed with me,” he said.

“The work you did in the yard yesterday probably improved the value of this place by ten thousand dollars,” I said.

“At least a hundred beer cans. And some of them had been crushed into the ground long enough that I could tell they’d been there longer than a year. The one thing you can be thankful for is that no pets have been allowed. I’d be in a different mood if I was cleaning up dog shit,” he said. “Now, I’m going to work on the doors. The porch door is almost off its hinges and the downstairs bathroom door doesn’t close right.”

I was thankful that Granddad took on the fix-it jobs. I can sling paint but rehanging a door would take me about three times as long as it took him. I think I could do it, but it wouldn’t be fast or pretty.

BY THE END of the second weekend we were all getting a little surly and on each other’s nerves. None of us realized what a big project just cleaning this house and getting ready to move in would be. We all had jobs, too, and none of us was used to working full time. I know. World’s tiniest violin. My heart bleeds for you. Poor little privileged kids getting a taste of real life. Nobody said it would be easy. Yadda-yadda.

“I want to go to the festival next weekend,” Ariel whined. “I’m tired of all this work.”

“Aren’t you going to move in?”

“I don’t have that much to move. And we don’t have to do it all at once.”

“So, because you have a nice secure place where you could live all summer, you’re not going to help anymore?” Sarah Lynn demanded. “That’s pretty fucking selfish.”

“Knock it off! Nobody made you president, Sarah Lynn,” Kelly snapped. “Maybe you’re smarter than the rest of us, but you didn’t work any harder.”

“Says the girl who gets a private room away from everyone else,” Jas sniped at her.

“Nobody said anything about it until it was clean and nice,” Kelly said. “It’s not like you’d live in the attic. It’s hot in the summer and cold in the winter.”

“Which won’t stop you from getting naked and whoring your pussy to anybody who’ll pay,” Ariel said.

I could feel our whole little family crumbling around us and had no idea what to do. I felt the same way. I hadn’t painted a picture since we split up and left Granddad’s. And forget about sex. We were all too tired for that. Everyone wanted private time and this was supposed to be the great fun summer between high school and college. It sucked.

And to top it all, Charmaine was crying.

“Char, honey, it’s okay. What’s bothering you?”

“We sound like my father and brothers. I thought we’d be something better,” she sobbed.

“Fuck! You’re right. Sounds just like my family, too,” Sarah Lynn said. “I’m sorry. Of course you should go to the festival next weekend, Ariel. That was stupid of me. We should all take a break.”

“I’m sorry, Kelly,” Ariel said. “I think you have a very pretty pussy and I miss licking it.”

“Me, too,” Jas said. “I mean, I’m sorry, too. I mean, I miss licking your pussy, too. But, I mean…”

“I get it, Jasmine,” Kelly said. “Thank you. I didn’t mean to grab a private space and exclude you all. It should just be our fourth bedroom so we can have one more option.”

“Honey, you do need space to perform,” Sarah Lynn said. “I hope you’ll invite us up to be with you sometimes, though.”

“Or come down to be with the rest of us,” Charmaine said. “But we agreed before you signed the lease that you could have the attic. I just want to be with you all and not be fighting.”

“We’re so tired. And it’s shark week for me,” Ariel said. “I’m already cramping.”

“Oh, God! Are we all going to get on the same cycle? Now that you mention it, I smell blood in the water,” Jas said. “Who are you texting, Jett?” I tried to stay out of most of the conversation while the girls were ripping each other to shreds. I’d avoided being attacked so far but wasn’t willing to risk it.

“Um… I was trying to think of something nice to do for my girlfriends because we’re all stressed out,” I said. “I texted Ford and I’m going to run over and pick up a lid. I’ll pick up food, too.”

“Yeah. I could stand a good high,” Sarah Lynn said. “I’d spread my legs for a joint.”

“You’d find me between them,” Ariel said. “I hope you weren’t counting on a cock.”

“Jett, you’re so sweet,” Jas said. “Can we have Chinese food?”

“Right here,” Ariel said, pointing at her crotch. “Ordinarily, I’d be highly offended at your suggestion, but if we’re going to get high, we need lots of noodles and rice.”

“Carbs!”

“Can you bring some chips, too?”

“And chocolate.”

“I’ll go with Jett,” Jas said. “We’re asking too much of the sweetest lover we could want.”

“Why don’t we fix up a place where we can… um… relax,” Char said.

“You mean get naked?”

“Yeah.”

With that, Jas and I made the rounds of Ford’s house, the grocery store, and Wok & Roll. When we got back to the house, it was eerily quiet.

AFTER YELLING FOR PEOPLE, we finally heard Char come downstairs. She met us without stepping out of the shadow as she was naked and we didn’t have blinds pulled on the downstairs windows.

“Let me help take some stuff and come on up. We’re meeting in Kelly’s Kat House.”

“Her what?”

“That’s what we’ve decided we need to call the attic room. It’s going to be fun!”

What a change from the mess of girls we left earlier. We climbed the stairs with a case of pop, chips, and boxes of Chinese food.

What a great room this was going to be!

“Wow, Kelly! When did you do all this?” I asked.

“Mom and I have been doing a little bit each night. She says she’s jealous and wants to come perform here, too.”

“No kidding?” Jas said.

“No offense, Kelly, but if your mom performs, I’m going to tune in,” I said. “She’s a total MILF. Who wants a hit?”

I had the bong filled and we started passing it with the lighter while I looked around at Kelly’s Kat House. She had a large futon bed with a soft foam topper and it had been made up with new sheets and pillows. She had a window fan, too. That was going to be necessary as the weather got hotter this summer. It was already pretty hot just with the six of us sitting around. The temperature had been in the eighties earlier and wasn’t cooling off outside very fast.

It was obvious that the room wasn’t finished, but she had shelves made out of crates with a curtain over them for a dresser. There was a clothes rack next to her desk where the computer and camera would be.

“How’d you come to name it Kelly’s Kat House?” I asked.

“I registered as a performer on nood.tv. I needed a screen name and didn’t want it to be anything like my real name or heritage. I decided to call myself Kat Mon Dieu. So, this became the Kat House.”

After the second hit from the bong, we dove into the food. Sarah Lynn and Ariel took charge of getting Jas and me naked and then Ariel proceeded to eat a spring roll off Jasmine’s mound.

“No hot mustard!” Jas screamed. We all took that to heart and didn’t eat anything real peppery. We all had thoughts of eating at the Y later. In fact, while Ariel knelt between Jasmine’s legs to eat her roll, I crawled up behind her and took a good long lick of her…

“Ariel! What happened to your hair?” I asked. “Your slit is bare as a baby.”

Ariel wiggled her butt, encouraging me to take another lick. I obliged and heard Jas echo Ariel’s moan.

“Oh, God! I’m glad the flow hasn’t started!” she groaned. “The Dragon Lady happened. When I got my implant, my mother found out I was still a virgin. Which led to a lot of questions that I ended up answering about our sex lives. ‘You make your boyfriend and girlfriends wade through all that hair to give you pleasure?’ she yelled. Tuesday, I found myself stretched out naked in stirrups while this Vietnamese woman ripped my pussy hair out by the roots.”

“You got your pussy waxed?” Jas exclaimed. “I want to do that. I’m sick of shaving every day.”

“It hurts,” Ariel warned. “But fuck! Jett’s tongue on my little bare lips feels so… I didn’t know I had so many nerves down there!”

None of us actually planned to spend the night in our new home, but by the time we’d eaten, smoked, and fucked, we were all too exhausted to leave. We just piled onto Kelly’s bed however we could and went to sleep.

I WAS AWAKE and just lying there in a bed filled with girls. Cute, lovable girls who said they loved me and each other. We’d had a close call the previous night when exhaustion and tempers created enough friction to heat the room. I was contemplating how to keep us all in tune without making orgies while we’re high into a regular thing.

And I was enjoying the position I woke up in. Charmaine’s cinnamon skin was pressed against me in spoons. My morning wood was lodged between her lush ass cheeks. Her ample tits, the largest of all the girls, were held in my hands with hard nipples pressing against my palms.

Char shifted a little and I felt the pressure between her cheeks relax some as her hand found the opening between her legs. She started rocking back and forth against me, which felt just fine. I joined in, not making any big thrusts because I wasn’t sure if anyone else in the bed was awake. I felt Kelly’s lips softly kiss my shoulder from behind and her hand creep down between her own legs.

I’d woken up in various positions with Sarah Lynn, Jasmine, and Kelly over the past few weeks but if we woke up turned on, we got right to business fucking. If I woke up with Ariel, it was usually with her on top of me or sucking me. It might sound strange, but we were all still pretty inexperienced when it came to sex. It had just been five weeks since Jas and I broke the ice. And so far, Jas was the only one I’d done doggy-style. So, sawing my cock back and forth between Char’s cheeks was a new experience for me and I was enjoying it immensely.

Then I ran into her asshole. I didn’t go in or anything. I just made contact with the tip of my cock. Char jumped with a whispered scream. I backed off.

“Sorry,” I said. “Didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“Didn’t hurt,” she gasped. “Didn’t hurt at all. It’s real… you know… sometimes Jas licks me there and I go crazy.” That was a new data point. I’d have to try that.

“Do you want me to lick you?” I whispered.

“Yeah… um… no. I want… you to do it again.” Do it again? Oh! She meant run into her asshole again. Yeah, well, that just meant that I could continue sawing between her cheeks with my cock spreading precome all over to make them slippery. I pulled back and pushed forward, snagging the tip of my cock on her anus again. I could feel it fluttering and it drove my cock crazy. Char already had a hand between her legs and reached through to pull my cock down there. She dragged it back and forth between her labia and I was getting ready for her to position me so I could thrust in for the first time. Then she shoved me back, grabbed a handful of her own juices and smeared her butt, and held my cock at her tiny hole while she pushed back against it.

When the head of my cock popped through the tight little ring, I nearly shot off right then. I was gasping for breath and Char was whining as her hand flew over her clit. I wanted to pull back and thrust again, but only the head of my cock was in her, so I pushed forward more instead. Her whine came in tiny gasps and I thought she’d hyperventilate, but her fingers never slowed down, so I just kept pulling back a bit and pushing in some more.

Char came. I wasn’t ready yet and kept thrusting into her bottom. She came again. I was getting close and pulled all the way back to the head of my cock and pushed again, burying myself in her butt as my semen started pumping out and I saw stars. Char came again.

I heard a couple other orgasms around me as our bedmates reached their climaxes. Then my cock started to shrink out of her and she jumped.

“Oh, God! I think I’m pooping.” She threw off the light sheet and ran for the stairs.

“Shit,” Kelly said as I rolled to my back. “She’s right. Come on. You need a shower.” Kelly grabbed my hand and dragged me all the way to the main floor three-quarter bath and shoved me in the shower. “Fuck! I’ll have to change my sheets already. That girl can’t sleep in my bed if she shits it.”

“Um… She didn’t, Kelly.”

“Huh?”

“I uh… fucked her ass. What she felt was me pulling out.”

“Holy…” Kelly grabbed soap and began vigorously scrubbing my cock. My balls. My ass. I think she was trying to be rough as she scrubbed with her hands but… well… soapy hands on a teenage cock. Pretty soon, Kelly had her hands full. She looked at my cock and then up at me. “Did you… want to do that with me?” she squeaked.

“Um… Not right now, Kelly. It really took me by surprise. If you want to try sometime, we can but you know how much I love being in your pussy.” She rinsed my cock and examined it carefully.

“You think it’s clean now?”

“With the way you were scrubbing it, I can’t imagine how it wouldn’t be,” I laughed.

“Then put it in my pussy,” Kelly said. She bent forward with her hands on the shower wall and thrust her ass out. I had to bend my knees down and Kelly stood on tiptoe but between us we got my hard-on notched into her pussy and pushed. Again, I’d made love with Jas in the shower, but Kelly’s ultra-tight and ultra-hot little pussy pounding back against me as I squeezed her cheeks was a new experience.

Eventually, we both got our release and I shrank out of her to rinse my cock again. She held her pussy lips open as the shower water beat down to rinse our come from between them. I finally turned off the water and Kelly turned in my arms to kiss me.

“Maybe someday, Jett,” she sighed. “But for now, I like having your cock in my pussy too much to waste it somewhere else. Except my mouth sometimes, but I know that if you come in my mouth you’ll just last longer in my pussy. Oh, look. Somebody brought us towels.”

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