{No happy ending here, life sometimes gets in the way of that. Or does it? Sometimes it is we that can get in the way of what could be.
This has a tiny bit of truth in it, almost everything I write does. Probably that is true of everyone who writes, even if the truth is only fantasy.
I do know there was a friend once, and Sonny is (was) his name. Long time gone from us now, I stood in the rain and listened while people spoke of how wonderful he was.
He wasn't though.
There was also a woman, one I loved..and lost. I used a different name for her, because I love her...and I hate her.
My fault for that, I suppose. Life is full of mistakes. So far the payment has been nearly 50 years. I didn't take my medicine when I woke up this morning, I couldn't write this if I did.
Way it is.
The mistakes here in this tale are all mine, I can make enough of those all by myself, no help required.}
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Sonny was a guy I grew up with, we were buds all the way back to first grade and before.
He had sandy colored hair, lean and muscular at just under six feet tall. Just like me, except my hair was black.
Everyone called me Danny which I hated, I wanted to be called Dan. Sonny was the only one that always did call me Dan, usually anyway.
I wore a mustache, ever since as barely 14 year old kids Sonny and I were walking home down the bay road and we got into a foot race.
That happened a lot, sometimes he won and sometimes I did. We were competitive. This time I decided to cheat and cut the corner across a neighbor's field. The tide was out and I had to jump the narrow channels where the water normally filled them. It was an easy hop, no need to even put any real effort into it.
The bank was wet, I missed when my foot slipped.
Down I came, right onto a sharp piece of a limb, which cut my upper lip almost to the bottom of my nose.
Sonny was right there in a few seconds, helped me home where Mom doctored me. There was no money for real Doctors so Mom sewed that up, the result was that I was left with a nasty scar.
After being teased at school with no mercy, I grew a mustache. One day Andy Walker got to teasing me, calling me "hair lip" and basically being an ass. He was the school bully, big, crew cut, we all know the type.
I told him to shut up, one nasty comment led to another, he shoved me into my locker and then we were going at it in the hall.
And I was losing. Hell, Andy had me by 50 pounds.
Then Sonny showed up, it became two against one and now we weren't losing. At one point Andy had me by the neck and was trying to mash me against the row of lockers lining the hall, Sonny kicked him right in the nuts from behind.
Andy ended up crying.
Unfair? Yes, it was, and we didn't give a shit.
From then on, if anyone messed around with one of us it was both of us, it didn't take long and things got real peaceful around out school.
Andy even quit picking on the other kids, they were grateful to us for that. If he started, we threatened him and he backed down every single time.
The result of that was that we had a lot of friends. Andy had been a genuine ass up until that day we cleaned his clock for him.
OK, we also got the proverbial chips on our shoulders, for quite some time we ran things around school.
But we did finally out grow that, thank God. By then we were in college, one of those local community places which are free. We both could afford free.
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Sonny and I were friends before but now we were inseparable. We were always up to something, too.
We had discovered much earlier that girls were more than just a pain in the ass, so we planned out some ideas to have some fun. It was mostly Sonny that came up with the plans, I went willingly along with them though.
One Summer right out of high school we took two girls on a sort of picnic out in the woods, and I mean WAY out in the woods. They began to gripe about the long walk but we told them we were taking them to a secret place, so they followed grudgingly along. It was very nice out when we started, and Sonny had a big jug of wine he had swiped from the corner store downtown.
That was one thing I knew about Sonny that I didn't like much, he did have sticky fingers. I even yelled at him about it a few times but nothing changed there.
It probably didn't help that I ate the candy bars, drank the soda pop, sometimes beer or wine.
He encouraged me to grab something myself, but I just could not bring myself to do that. Still, I did share in the results of what he got, shame on me, I know.
We were all getting giggly and having a great time, when the wind picked up, right on schedule.
Soon it began to rain, no way in hell would we get back to town without getting soaked. We pitched a small tent over a low hanging limb, it was just a tarp we had brought along but it worked.
The spot was near a creek where Sonny and I went to snag Salmon that came up in the Fall, we knew the area well.
"You guys did this deliberately!" Jenny Miller accused us, her younger sister Marie was nodding and agreeing with her.
We denied that of course, but the truth is we were sort of hoping things would turn out in our favor.
Which is why we had two sleeping bags, the tarp, rope and tent stakes. The packs we had on our backs were sort of heavy, we had some Kentucky Fried and some snack bags for the picnic we told the girls we were taking them to.
Sonny acted like he didn't even notice the weight, I sure did. But Sonny was always on the strong side compared to me, even though we were the same size.
Cleverly we had checked the weather report. Rain in the afternoon, then clearing by evening, temperature in the middle 70's, perfect.
It was right, too, we got there and pitched our tent.
At first I thought we were busted but both girls were whispering to each other and grinning.
Sonny and I lost our virginity that afternoon. Well, I lost mine anyway, twice. I guess a person can't lose it twice, but that is the way I felt about it.
I wasn't real sure about Sonny.
Still, he wasn't exactly an expert with females, but then I wasn't either. One thing we did agree on, we both really liked that.
Jenny wasn't all that shy and I got to see her bare titties as Sonny was trying to figure out where everything was less than two feet away from me.
Marie was far more shy, maybe because she was sort of chunky, but once we got going she became very willing, she even reached down and grabbed me, getting me aimed properly.
It was pretty clear that both of them had done stuff like this before, things went together with no real trouble at all.
At one point Sonny was feeling Marie's right boob while he was poking Jenny, I was mauling Jenny's left boob while I was poking Marie.
It was kind of a different first time. It is amazing how exciting a closeup view of a man's very first real pussy is. Then when I rather eagerly climbed up on top of Marie, I thought she was saying "No No No!" and I hesitated, but she grabbed my fanny with her left hand and tugged, her right hand between us holding my dick aimed.
It turned out she was saying "Oh. Oh. Oh!"
Later on Jenny and I had a private session in our basement, afterwards Jenny told me that Sonny and I felt almost exactly the same which I found weird. That day she just appeared at our basement door, I let her in not really knowing what she wanted.
I found out what it was rather quickly though, all she had on that day was the pullover dress.
I asked Sonny later on if he ever got some privately from Marie and he grinned at me and said, "Of course."
A couple of times after that we got the two of them into our basement while the folks were out, neither Jenny or Marie was the least bit bashful.
I got to see things done from up close that most people only get to see in videos. We formed circles, girl/boy, girl/boy. That was neat, Marie sucking my dick while I ate Jenny, Jenny sucking Sonny's dick while he ate Marie.
Both of them had hairy pussies, but they looked and tasted completely different. Jenny used some kind of mild perfume down there, Marie didn't.
I liked it both ways. One thing about Jenny, she loved to suck gently on nipples, she did that with all three of us in turn. At one point Marie was sucking on my cock while Jenny was sucking my nipples, Sonny was fucking Jenny while I had my fingers inside of Marie.
We sure got an education in sex that Summer.
Over the next year or so we ganged up on several of the girls we knew, one would think none of them would go for that but the surprise was how well it worked.
Right about that time I had figured out that girls like to do naughty things too, as long as they are reasonably sure no one will ever find out. But girls also talk, and word got around I guess.
Sonny and I became very popular and none of the other boys could quite figure it out. We sure as hell were not about to tell, we knew damn good and well if word got out that would probably be the end of things.
Sometimes it was just one girl and the two of us, but usually we cornered two girls at once, then traded off.
Foursomes may seem strange but we liked doing that and had great success, even with a few of the so called "upper" crust gals that would have nothing to do with us publicly back in the community college we were attending.
In the halls they sometimes acted like Sonny and I didn't exist, get them alone and it was a different thing entirely. Other times, when no one was nearby we got big smiles, like in my math class Alice Miller who was Andy Miller's sister caught my eye and grinned.
I ran into her later at the soda shop, and invited her over to play Air Hockey.
