Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 33

Two Weeks Later,

The school year was essentially over and Evan was confident he wouldn't be walking all summer, thanks to Deana. Tomorrow, they'd get their grades and listen to the principle telling them to be safe and read books or some shit that nobody would listen to, then two glorious months without alarm clocks or homework.

The previous two weeks, Evan had put all his energy and concentration towards studying, taking finals, coaching Gloria, working out and staying out of the hamper. Things had gotten too weird with Deana's panties that night after the massage, and he'd sworn them off and wasn't even masturbating. He decided sniffing panties had caused all of his problems, but he still didn't agree with Jason, he didn't want to do his sister.

After school, he changed and took Gloria to the ball park, again. When they got out of the car, Gloria said, "I don't see your girlfriend, maybe you can help with practice today."

"What?"

"You know, Becky."

"For your information, she's not my girlfriend. She's Jason's sister."

"Whatever," she said, and took off with her bag.

He smiled and thought, she'll grow out of it or get a boyfriend who makes her forget about him. He'd grown out of his crush on Candy.

"Hi," Becky said, and all but hung on him. This is my friend, Abby."

"Hi" Abby said. "Nice car. You really sixteen?"

"Almost seventeen," Becky said.

"Yeah," he said, to the dirty blond girl, whose hair looked like she'd ridden there with her head out the window. She was a little heavy, but the weight was settling in the right places. She'd have potential If she kept growing in those areas.

They went to the bleachers and he sat down. Becky pranced in front of him. Her cut-off jeans were so short that the ends of the pockets hung from the leg holes. They reminded him of a crude thing they did in grade school. They'd ask a girl if she'd rather kiss dog shit or between a rabbit's ears. Of course, they chose the rabbit and he'd pull out his pockets and say, "Start kissing." He reached for a long thread and pulled it.

"Ooh," Becky said, and touched the front of her thigh. "Be careful, they might unravel...then I'd be naked." She giggled.

I guess she doesn't wear panties, he thought, but pretended he hadn't even heard her. Becky poured on the flirtatious gesturing for her friend's sake, and even bought him a coke. She also got a cherry Ice, and ate it until he was excited, then offered him a taste. "It's cherry," she said, and pushed her lips out. Her friend, Abby, scooted to the edge of the bleacher anxious to see if he'd take the bait.

Maybe that's why he did, to make Becky feel good in front of her friend. His lips grabbed hers and his tongue swept across them "They're cold," he said.

"I know what would warm them up," Abby said, "more kissing."

Becky gave Abby a look he couldn't interpret. "Better not," he said. "I gotta go."

He walked quickly around the back of the concession stand to the boys room, wishing he hadn't let himself get caught up in the

school girl games. There wasn't anyway it would amount to anything except a painful boner and frustration. Which was what he was already experiencing. He rinsed his face a took a few long breaths. Go do your running and forget about that space between Becky's rabbit ears, he told himself. Although, that seam cutting Into the meat of her pussy wouldn't easily be forgotten. He added Jason's sister to the list of girls to avoid.

Pretty soon he'd have to go live in a cave by himself.

With a new resolve, Evan left the bathroom and ran right into Becky. "My lips are still cold," she said, grabbing the bottom one with her teeth.

He backed up, but Becky matched each of his steps with her own until they were behind the L-shaped wall that blocked the view into the bathroom. She pressed him against the cinder block wall. The taste of cherry was still there, but her mouth was hot, and her tongue let him know she'd had plenty of practice kissing.

His hands went to her ass, lifting and grinding her against his hard- on. He could feel her hard nipples pressed into his chest, and he wanted to fuck her right there. "Uhhh." He pushed back, but she held on. "Becky...we should go. Jason-"

"I won't tell him. I know how to keep secrets, big ones."

"That's good, you shouldn't mention this," he said.

"Just one more, then we can go." She pushed up on her tiptoes with her lips puckered. They were sexy lips and he couldn't resist.

His hands went back to her ass, and one of her legs wrapped around him. She was light and if they were naked it would be easy to slam her down on his erection. He could never be alone with her again. "Let's go before your friend gets the wrong Idea." Or I fuck the shit out of you.

"Or the right idea." Becky giggled and tugged her shorts out of her crack. "You kiss good."

Evan didn't respond. Deana, Gloria and now Becky, why the hell couldn't someone he could actually fuck kiss him?

That night, Evan was still trying to figure out how Becky had morphed into a little freak who made his dick hard. At least she didn't live with him. He thought he had problems when Stacey moved or when he was chasing the unattainable, Darlene, but now he was fucked. His sisters were gorgeous flirts who seemed determined to fuck with his mind, and something had happened to his step-mom. Candy had always had the body of a porn star, he knew that, but now she wanted him to notice it. That afternoon, the last song he heard in the car had him singing. "Candy, she's sweet like candy in my veins," then he walked in the back door and she kissed him. It was only on his cheek, but her perfume was sexy She was wearing a teenager's shirt that was too tight. Then, at dinner, she had on a normal loose fitting, mom shirt. Could she be dressing sexy for him when his father was gone?

Evan blew out a long breath and reminded himself that it was teenage hormones on herbal supplements and too much pom, not a plot. There was noway all these females were conspiring to make him horny. It was all in his head and he just needed to relieve himself. Not masturbating had been a bad idea. He went to his computer.

Jason's house.

Jason uncovered his naked body and reached for the log of flesh laying across his stomach. He squeezed it and forced blood into the head. Unlike Evan, he had no pretense about the object of his fantasies. He closed his eyes and pictured Becky when she came home from her friend's ball game. She had to scurry to her room so their mother wouldn't see her, but he'd gotten an eye-full of

those tattered shorts that couldn't contain all of her ass.

He also noticed how her nipples erected when she came into the air conditioned kitchen.

Their mother would have ripped her a new conditioned kitchen. Their mother would have ripped her a new one for going out, "Half naked, without a bra!"