Growing up, puberty was pretty rough on me and my best friend Billy Jack. We lived in a really small rural community and there just weren't that many girls our age. Most of them were Mexican and tended to stay within their own little community. So, for Billy Jack and I we either had to focus on older (and I do mean older) women or consign ourselves to committed relationships with our own right hands for the duration.
Billy Jack was the first to lose his virginity. Although he really caught hell for it. Me, Billy Jack's dad "Big Bill", my step-dad and older brother... we all ribbed him something fierce over it. Grandma Gina had to be in her upper sixties. She lived alone and was an alcoholic. The only time you saw her sober was Sunday morning, on her way to church. The rest of the time she was tossing back one can after another of whatever beer was on sale at the local mom & pop's that day. She was short, hunched over, wrinkly, droopy. Billy Jack didn't care. He went over and mowed Gina's lawn one afternoon, then went in for his pay and a few beers and he ended up flirting with her and then screwing her.
I still remember him walking up to the rest of us guys afterwards, a smug grin on his face. And I remember how fast that grin vanished when his revelation elicited an explosion of laughter and ewwwws and yucks. He wouldn't speak to any of us for a few days. I felt bad afterward. But hell, Gina... the thought still makes me shiver all these years later.
I had my eyes set on Gloria, a pretty Mexican lady in her middle thirties. She had 4 or 5 kids that my mom was forever baby sitting to earn extra cash. Gloria's only faults were that she was a little chunky around the middle and her tits were small. But she had a pretty face and she wasn't quite so old. She did have a boyfriend named Sergio, but he was a douchebag. He liked to act tough and intimidate the neighborhood kids, but whenever those kids sent a big brother or a dad to have a talk with Sergio, he'd either hide inside Gloria's house or practically break down in tears that he'd just been joking. Nobody respected him. Not even Gloria half the time. But my older brother beat me to her.
So that left me in a quandry for a while. Until my mom's friend Sandy offered us a ride into the neighboring town for KFC one night. While my mom went inside the restaurant to order the chicken and wait, I sat outside in the parking lot with Sandy in her station wagon.
"Why don't you sit up front and keep me company??" She said. So I moved from the middle seat to the front. It was about dusk on a humid summer evening.
Sandy smiled at me and leaned back in her seat behind the wheel, extending one arm across the back of my seat. She wasn't pretty (at least not by my standards) but she wasn't ugly either. She was fat. Really fat. She had on a thin white blouse that clearly showed the outline of her tiny boobs and their nipples, and she was wearing some jean shorts she'd cut herself (and from which half of her enormous ass hung out the back, so all the local men could get a good look).
"You know," she said conspiratorially, a smile on her face "I saw you checking me out."
"What??" I blinked.
She laughed. "It's ok sweetie. I'm flattered. I saw you watching me water my lawn the other day. You couldn't take your eyes off me, could you??"
I thought back 24 hours. She had been watering her lawn, I had been in the window. But I'd been staring at Gloria. Gloria had been standing there talking to Sandy while she watered. But not wanting to be rude I just played along.
"Oh yeah."
"You can look whenever you want," she continued. "I like having young guys staring at me. Makes me feel beautiful."
"Ok." I said, glancing back at the KFC and wishing my mom would hurry up.
"You can even come visit me sometime if you want," she said. "It'll just be between us."
"Visit??" I repeated.
"I know what guys your age are like," she grinned. "Your horny all the time. I am too. We can help each other out."
"How??" I asked dumbly, now a little more interested in the conversation.
Sandy rolled her eyes and laughed. "He asks how. Well, we can have sex. You want to don't you??"
"Oh," I said. "Sure."
"I'll suck your dick right now," she said. "If you want."
"What if my mom comes out??" I asked.
"Well, keep a look out in the mirror there on the door and when you see her just say something and I'll stop," she said. "You want a blowjob don't you??"
I did. I couldn't lie. I said as much.
Sandy unzipped my jeans and worked my flaccid cock out of my underwear and leaned down as much as she could. As soon as I felt her tongue flicking across my cock I felt the rush of blood to my groin and my cock hardening. In no time it was at full attention and she was bobbing her head up and down at a fast, steady pace. It felt wonderful. I had to remind myself to keep an eye on the mirror because I kept wanting to close my eyes and just enjoy the sensations coursing through my body. All too soon I blew my load into Sandy's mouth and she swallowed, packed me back into my jeans and zipped me up. No sooner had we finished than my mom exited the KFC with a load of bags and one giant bucket in her hand.
"I'll help her," Sandy said and winked at me, then exited the car. I crawled over the seat to get back into the middle row.
I didn't catch quite as much heck from everyone as Billy Jack did, but I did get a little.
My step-dad lucked out on a new job shortly after that and we suddenly had a lot more income coming in, so we moved away. I lost touch with Billy Jack and haven't heard from him or seen him again to this day. But you never forget your childhood best friends and I've never forgotten that summer.