Chapter 8 Lustful

Hours later, while waiting for Carmen in the parking lot, Robert was still thinking about his mom doing the laundry. Surely she wouldn't examine each item. But what if she already knew what he had been doing? He opened his car door and tried to think about something else. Sarah had paused by his desk, but didn't say anything. She looked as unhappy as she had been the day before. He didn't bother trying to talk to her after class.

In an effort to avoid thinking about the potency for the ultimate embarrassment, Robert went on a trip down memory lane. He thought about the world's most embarrassing moment, for Derek, and the glue that secured their trust. He hadn't done any something worse than jack-off in Carmen panties which didn't pull up with Derek's lust.

Three years earlier, they had been riding their bikes on a hot, humid day. Derek suggested they go to the creek for a swim. Robert brought up their lack of swim-suits, but Derek assured him that he knew a spot they could go and it wouldn't matter. He also promised it would be exciting, that he had done it before. Robert was easily influenced.

They rode their bicycles to Doc Kola's Farm. The farmer had become more docile with age and wasn't likely to shoot them with his rifle if he caught them on his property. They made their way back behind the barn, where Derek showed him the trail that led through the woods, down to the creek. "It's the perfect spot," Derek promised.

Once they reached the water, Robert agreed. It was a narrow section where the river curved and was divided by an island. Most people wouldn't bother sneaking through Doc Kola's property when there were hundreds of other places to swim. All the boat traffic passed on the far side of the island, so they had a two-hundred yard section of water that was perfect.

Derek was also right about getting naked in public. Even in that remote place, it was exciting. Robert fought the urge to sport wood when they stripped. Once in the water, he gave up the fight. The contrast of the hot sun and the cool water rushing over his sensitive cock and balls was amazingly arousing. He had always like being naked after his bath. Back then, he had only been slightly curious about Carmen's differences, and he never had to worry about popping a boner.

Instinctively, they swam in different directions. Robert ended up on the island, which amounted to a thin strip of land covered with trees and thick undergrowth. He found his way to the other side, where he became more aroused at the sight of boaters passing by. He stayed just out of sight, watching two women in bikinis standing on the bow of a boat. He started a fantasy while staring at them. His dick was fully erect, but he resisted the urge. If Derek caught him, then he would be humiliated for the rest of his years in school. Getting caught beating off was the worst thing that could happen to a boy.

After a minute or two, he gave up and spit on his hand then started stroking. He finished quickly, and immediately felt embarrassed. What if his friend had seen him?

Derek was nowhere to be found, so Robert went looking for him. He didn't know his friend didn't want to be found. Derek's heart stopped, then sped up to a dangerous speed. Derek was standing against a tree stroking a giant, uncircumcised penis.

Robert wasn't gay, and didn't want to watch someone jerk off, but he ducked down out of sight anyway. He had never seen one so big, but that wasn't what made him get hard.

The giant dome of Derek dick-head emerged from the foreskin cloak. Derek pushed it down towards the lapping tongue of Doc Kola lab. The tail-wagging dog eagerly licked while Derek stroked. He pushed his groin forward, lifted his cock and offered his ball-bag to his four-legged friend. She seemed thrilled, and licked his bouncing nuts.

Derek groaned, and aimed the swollen bulb at her face. The first burst of white cream flew the length of the dog and crashed down on the leafy earth, but the next blast was on target. Derek jerked and moaned, pumping his penis onto the licking tongue of his bitch.

Robert probably wouldn't have let his friend know he had seen the depraved act if he hadn't fallen backwards over a log while his boner sprayed cum. Their friendship was bonded in mutual humiliation.

The spot-light fell on Derek's inappropriate behavior for obvious reasons, but Robert had been equally ashamed. The donkey sized penis and the bestiality had fucked up his mind. It was so wrong to have gotten excited ,and worse, he wanted to know how it felt, but only really twisted people let dogs lick their balls while they masturbated.

Carmen's voice jerked him out of the past and back to the parking lot. "It's about time," he said. She was walking with Eric, one of the Troubling Quads. "Where are the other 3 troublers ?" he asked Erica

"They're not riding with us," Carmen replied.

Erica crowded him into the corner of the open door. "Are you ever going to stop calling us that?" she asked. "We do more than trouble."

He looked down at her. The sunlight on her head brought out a rusty tint in her brown hair. Her big green eyes and her long lashes hinted at an older, sexy girl, but the sprinkling of freckles down her button-nose reminded him she was Carmen's cute friend. "Probably not," he finally answered.

"Ouch..." She huffed and pushed the seat forward. "My birthday is coming up. You gonna get me something special?"

Robert watched her lean into the backseat. "Yes," he said, and whacked her behind.

"Ouch." She yelped and fell into the car. "Not what I had in mind."

He tuned out the girl's talk and drove; his thoughts on his mother, Orva came back. Would it be less embarrassing to have Orva find his crusty cum in Carmen's underwear? Probably not.

***

At Erica's house, Carmen opened her door and Erica slid across the backseat. Robert shoved Carmen's seat forward and crushed his sister against the dashboard. Erica's skirt climbed her thighs and he took a long look. Her flowered underpants hugged her pussy, creating a vivid outline of her lips and the groove between them. It was what he and Derek called a fat pussy, which was a good thing.

"Hurry up," Carmen said, "he's killing me. I'll call you later."

"Okay," Erica said.

Robert let his sister's seat fallback. Driving her friends had some perks. Erica's pussy was amazingly plump for such a skinny girl. His penis was hard.

Once they got going, Carmen asked, "Is it really that bad having to drive us?" She batted her eyes at him. "Really, it could be worse."

"Mm, I guess so," he said, "but I wish you could get a car too."

Carmen laughed. "Yeah, like that'll happen. By the way, I totally busted you peeking in the backseat, Pervert!!." She put her feet on the dashboard. "Don't get any ideas about Erica."

If she knew how hard he was, she would really think he was a pervert. He didn't look her way or complain about her feet. "I know, it'll mess everything up and hurt your friendship...blah, blah." He couldn't get Erica's crotch out of his mind.