Chapter 23
Lights, Camera, Action - Scene 1
I had a major surprise the next afternoon; two of them, in fact. First, the football coach, Tucker Gifford rang the bell, and wanted to recruit me to the high school football team.
I was flattered, and then astounded when told it was for the quarterback position.
"Coach," I replied after regaining my composure, "I don't know what to say, it's ... it's an honor, for sure, but I don't play the game. Baseball's my sport."
"Aubrey," Coach Gifford said, "with an arm like yours; I'd be willing to spend extra time with you, starting tomorrow for that matter, to bring you along. You're a gifted athlete, and that means you're capable of playing more than one sport."
"Yeah, but..."
"All we have is a kid coming in as a freshman, and while he may have some ability, he's greener than you are."
"I don't know ... I mean I don't want to damage my arm or my shoulder..."
"You're what ... eighteen? You won't do any permanent damage to that arm."
That statement didn't ring true, as I'd heard of guys having severe knee injuries playing football, and while that wasn't their arm, it was serious enough to keep them from playing anything that required any running whatsoever.
"Um, tell you what Coach Gifford, let me talk it over with the baseball coach, see what he says about it."
"Already spoke with him, Aubrey. He's fine with it."
"Still and all ... I'd feel better about things if I talked it over with him. We've got a shot at the state title next season and I'd hate to spoil things by getting dinged on the arm, or something."
Coach Gifford took a deep breath and then took a different tact, trying to persuade me to commit then and there. But I held my ground, which surprised me, and eventually he gave up and left after I assured him I would speak to the baseball coach.
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The second surprise was having Haley pop in just after my mother came home. Mom didn't mind, in fact, she gave me a big wink and told us she'd be staying downstairs, and if I was needed that she'd call from the foot of the stairs.
Hayley was giggling all the way to my room, holding a large shopping bag rather possessively under her arm.
"Is that the camera?" I asked after we were in my room.
"Yes, and more," she said excitedly.
I sat and watched as Haley removed one camera after another from the bag and then two mini-tripods and several tape reels from which we would be recording.
We took turns with the cameras, videoing one another, and testing the results. When we were satisfied that we had at least a rudimentary knowledge of the use of the cameras, (which were the same model) we set one up on the mini-tri-pod and had it recording us as we discussed how and what we were going to do with them.
I told Hayley what I envisioned for our first video. It involved one camera focused on her face, with her slowly licking and sucking only the tip of my dick. We would both be at least partially dressed. My cock would be hanging out of my jockey's. Hayley would be rubbing herself just out of camera range, so that the very observant viewer might determine from her movements just what she was doing.
At some point I would have her reveal her breasts, but I wouldn't touch them. I would have her lie down on the couch and touch her pussy while I would tap my dick against her pussy from time to time. I knew she had this thing she did with her cunt - making it open and close every few seconds when hot - and thought we'd kind of end it with me coming on her pussy while she did that thing with her pussy.
Hayley thought it wonderful, and came up with one scenario of her own. It involved all four girls. I knew right away she had something good going; although she wasn't sure which girl would do what at first.
She did want Sandra to be the "victim," who would be on her back on the bed. Because, she said, "Sandra has lots of juice when she's excited. Billy and Janet could pretend to give her a massage, concentrating on her breasts at first, rubbing lots of lotion onto them, kneading them and caressing them until her nipples were fully hardened.
At a given point they would move to her thighs, each caressing the innermost sides of each. Meanwhile the third girl, (Hayley, would kiss Sandra on the mouth and then move to her tits. Down below, two sets of hands would be massaging Sandra's lower half, say, having Janet working Sandra's clit, and Billy her cunt. Hayley would kiss and massage her face and breasts until Sandra came.
"Okay," I agreed. I was sure the other girls would have scenarios of their own, and even the guys might contribute something when they arrived on the scene.
We found that we had run out of ideas for the moment. I suggested we watch some porn in order to stimulate our respective brains. Hayley agreed, but first wanted to rehearse our own porno and proceeded to unzip my fly, took out my dick and gave it a light suck.
Just then, my mother called my name from the foot of the stairs. I got up, zipped my fly and opened the door.
"Yes, Mom?"
"More company, Aubrey. Excuse me, but what did you say your name was?"
"It's Janet. Hi, Bree!" she called out enthusiastically.
I shrugged my shoulders and glanced at Hayley, who shrugged hers back at me.
"Come on up, Janet," I said. "Thanks, Mom, we'll try to keep the noise down."
I wasn't sure, but I thought I heard my mother say, "That's what I'm afraid of."
Janet entered my bedroom, and stopped in her tracks on seeing that Hayley was already there. But Hayley reacted quickly, and welcomed her, saying, "I'm glad you came over. We've been discussing a few things, and need your input."
"What ... I mean, such as?"
"I've got some video cameras. We're going to film ourselves getting it on."
"What!" Janet gasped, trying to absorb the implications of that statement.
"You want to video us while we fuck?"
"Yes!"
"But why?"
"Everyone's doing it these days," Hayley said, as if it were a fact.
"But..."
"In fact, we've been discussing some scenarios, and you can help us film part of one ... that is if you're agreeable."
"I don't know ... I ... I..."
Come on, you get to suck Bree's cock. Wouldn't you like that?"
Hayley had correctly guessed that she had come over to do just that, probably more, if I were available. She was also smart enough not to mention it.
"Well..." Janet said and paused.
"Take it out, Bree," Hayley said hoarsely.
I took my dick out, and let it bob up and down.
Janet licked her lips, and I knew Hayley had her.
"Come on Janet, give it a lick," I whispered, as if we were all alone in my room.
A moment later, she was on her knees, fumbling with my belt, wanting me totally free.
It was good that her hands were cold because all that talk about fucking and sucking had me ready to explode. And, when Janet wrapped her long, slender fingers around my dick, a wave of pleasure that could have brought me off collided head on with the clutch of her cold fingers around my shaft.
Janet looked hesitantly into my eyes. Hayley had a big smirk on her face.
"You okay?" Janet asked.
I only nodded.
She parted her lips and took in the head of my dick. The excitement of her doing this, with Hayley watching was a real turn-on. I had look away, then close my eyes and pretend it was only Hayley and me, or I would have cum then and there.
"Listen," Hayley instructed. "The two of you have to relax, okay? Janet, just suck him for a while before we try anything more complicated."
