The Summer of Last Resort

by J. A. Browning

  Keith nods in assent.

  “Is your dick hard?” she asks, while rinsing off the vegetables in the sink.

  “What?”

  “You heard me.”

  “Uh, a little.”

  “Why not? Don't you like what you see?” she says, as she reaches under her dress and slowly, sensually drops her panties to the floor.

  “I want you to make yourself hard. I know you can do it, big

  boy,” she teased. “Do it for me.”

  Although Keith's face is bright red, he slowly begins toying with himself, bringing his mighty member back up to full attention.

  “Are you hard now?” she asks, still with her back turned to him.

  “Yes”

  “Well, what are you waiting for?” she teases, and rocks her hips backwards. Keith gets the clue, and slowly slips off her dress, revealing her bare brown ass. She spreads her legs and he lifts her up slightly and we see his thick curving shaft nestle its way between her thighs and he quickly enters her. She takes his massive full length with no problem, and he pulls her close, kneading her breasts sensually while she drops the vegetables in the sink.

  “Yeah, that's right” she moans, her hands gripping the edge of the sink. She reaches back with one hand and fondles his long curly locks, and then turns sideways and kisses him on the lips, passionately. He reaches out and shuts off the water with one hand and strokes her thigh with the other.

  Keith takes her like a porn star, his now-loose balls slapping back and forth on her ass. He slips his hands around over the top of her dress and roughly grabs her breasts, first through the satin fabric and then, frustrated, pulling it back to expose each mighty round mountain to his eager touch.

  “OK, stop!” she commands, and climbs off him, pulling her dress back into position and turning his way.

  “Hey!”

  “If you can keep it controlled for fifteen minutes, I just might have a job for you”, she says, slyly. “Of course, I don't think you really have a choice.”

  Keith realizes the situation, and then, with a smile on his face, steps up to her and quickly grabs her by the thighs, hoisting her up into the air as he kisses her deeply on the mouth. She seems a little shocked by this, but as his meaty hands knead her dark ass, she starts kissing back passionately, and then pulls away for breath, and then turns and starts the kitchen timer. “There, fifteen minutes... starting... Now!”

  With that, Keith sets her on the counter and, grabbing his manhood, flicks it over her smooth swollen labia. His massive head is soon enfolded deep within those pink folds surrounded by smooth, black skin, and she quickly reaches down and slips his hard rod into her pussy. “Motherfucker!” she groans as he picks her up and holds her up by the ass with one arm, and with the other, takes her firm round breast and guides it to his eager waiting mouth. She arches her back for him and she quickly helps him by pulling her dress off.

  “Fuck me!” I hear Kim exclaim next to me. She notices I'm getting hard watching the two of them go at it.

  “Take me out in front of your friends,” the dark woman whispers.

  “No way!”

  “Why not? You were all fucking together a few minutes ago”, she reminds him.

  With her legs wrapped around Keith, the dark woman is carried, still riding his cock, onto the overstuffed easy chair next to us. She makes Keith sit down, and, while looking us each in the eye, pulls slowly off his massive throbbing rod, and then sinks down on it again, very slowly, inch by inch.

  “Kim, who's you're friend?” the dark woman asks, indicating me. “He has such a nice young body.” I blush with embarrassment; Kim doesn't say anything. “Don't be embarrassed,” she says, looking to me. “I think you're cute... why don't you go ahead and touch yourself?” I reach down, self-consciously, and stroke my now soft-with-embarrassment penis.

  “And you, you're quite the woman”, the dark woman says in Maria's direction.

  “I'm Maria”, she says proudly.

  “Well, Maria, I have to say that you're totally hot and I want to do you,” the dark woman says boldly, while Keith reaches around and grasps her breasts as she slowly rides his rigid pole.

  “Kim, I think your friend needs a hand”, she says, indicating me.

  Then she pulls off as if to get away, and crawls to the couch, and he grabs her and pushes her down on her stomach, over one of the bolsters, with her ass sticking up in the air. He spanks her with his cock “No fair- you're cheating!” she exclaims, and reaches between her legs, guiding his massive member into her eager waiting cunt.

  Kim has me get up as if to leave, but the dark woman stops her. “You guys are staying right here!” she commands. Angrily, Kim moves us to where she's sure Keith is looking right at us, and then she boldly takes my cock in her hand, guides it into her mouth, and starts stoking my shaft deeply while Keith is trying to concentrate on fucking her. Kim's tongue explores the base of by glans, then wraps around my head, sucking me into a throbbing, hot erection as she looks fiercely into his eyes.

  Keith now is fucking the dark woman angrily, and she shouts, “Yeah, baby! That's got you going. You really think you can last? Huh?” she's fucking him back as his balls are slapping her ass; meanwhile I take Kim and lay her down, pulling off her panties, and slip my hot member once more into her eager waiting pussy, lubed by boy cum from the past hour. She wraps her arms around me and pulls me close against her as I fuck her. We're just on the other end of the couch, and I feel a hand on my calf, and then it goes to Kim's ankle.

  “Come...come here”, the dark woman whispers, and pulls us closer. I feel her hands on my ass, as I'm fucking Kim, and then I feel her hand slipping around my cock, and she gently pulls me out. Kim inches closer, and soon the dark woman's head is between my legs, going down on Kim as Keith keeps up his rhythm from behind her.

  She takes my shaft in one hand, letting it throb in mid-air, and eagerly pushes her warm, thick lips onto Kim's swollen young pussy. Her tongue goes deep into Kim, and I find myself stroking the dark woman's face with my cock. Her lips are then on my shaft, and then on Kim's. Moments later she uses her tongue to guide my shaft back into Kim as Keith continues to pound away at her.

  I lean forward and kiss Kim deeply, our tongues exploring each other's mouths like hungry animals, while Kim's orgasm slowly builds within her loins and then crashes outwards like waves from a tempest. Sweat soaks her rose-flushed chest and forehead as her vaginal walls spasm against my shaft which is pressed deep into her, my head pressing against her cervix. I can't take it anymore and I pull out and shoot my hot load over her breasts and belly.

  Suddenly the oven timer goes off: buzz!

  “OK, Keith, let's see”, she says, pulling off of his still-hard member. “Congratulations, you made it”, she tells him. “I bet you're dying to come. Now, go shut that damn thing off”. He goes and turns it off, and we all get up. When he comes back, he has a towel wrapped around his waist, and we're shocked to see another man behind him. He's well dressed, slender, with neatly combed dark hair and a goatee. He scowls at our orgy that we are having on his nice carpet while Keith sits down on the couch and casts is eyes away from us.

  “Kim, I'm so disappointed” he says. Does she know him? “Please don't stop on my account. I see one of your little boyfriends couldn't wait.”

  “Johnny, be nice,” the dark woman says, casting a hard glance at him. He turns to Maria, who's sitting by herself on the carpet. “Is your friend getting left out? We must play nice with our guests.” Maria pulls her knees up to her chest to cover herself up. “Why don't you show us what you've got,” he says as he pulls off his belt and then slips off his shoes, and then tries to pry Maria's legs apart with one foot as he starts unbuttoning his pants. He is slapping his palm with the folded up belt, getting ready to give Maria's ass a good tanning.

  “Leave her alone,” Keith says, still not meeting Johnny's gaze.

  “Leave her alone? Who the fuck are you to tell me what to do?” Johnny spits
his words at Keith. “You were nobody until I made you. You where NOBODY!”

  Johnny paces the room between us, and we are all, even the dark woman, curled up instinctively in protective positions. “OK, OK,” Keith mutters to himself. It seems like he's trying to calm himself down. “All you assholes get out. Get the fuck out of my house.”

  As we all get up to leave, he grabs Maria by the wrist. “Not you, honey.”

  “Johnny, let her go. You don't want her,” the dark woman speaks slowly and reassuringly.

  “The fuck I don't. And whose side are you on anyway?”

  “Let her go, man,” Keith commands.

  He doesn't. Instead, he jerks her by the wrist, pulling her with him, and goes over to the side table, and pulls out a semi-automatic pistol, menacingly finished in matte black, with white dots on the sights.

  “I think you're leaving now,” he repeats.

  “We're leaving together” Keith repeats. //What the fuck is he saying? // Then I realize he's right, he's saying the right thing.

  “You wanna be a hero? Huh?” Johnny repeats, pointing the gun at Keith's forehead. What happened to you? You were my friend, man.”

  “I think we should all have a drink,” I say loudly, and, with my hands raised, start walking carefully and slowly over to the mini-bar on the side of the living room. I wasn't exactly sure what I had in mind, but a crazy plan was forming in my brain. It was as if the words came out just as I was forming the thoughts in my head. It was weird, like some alien was speaking through me.

  Johnny turned the gun to me. “Not so fast, smart guy.”

  “I'm so sorry,” I replied. “How very rude of me. Johnny, may I have the pleasure of serving you?” He didn't really have anything to say at this point, and so I started very, very slowly to pull out some glasses.

  “Serve me? Get the fuck back over there!” Johnny yelled, waving the gun back at my friends.

  All I could do for that was pretend not to hear. What to make? I didn't know anything about mixing drinks. What did Johnny drink? I had to think fast. The bourbon that's mostly empty, that could be it...Or a martini? Is Johnny a martini guy? Quick, dammit! Then I saw that there were some watermarks on the table, and the only bottle what matched the outline of the watermark was the Scotch. “You're a single malt man, Johnny,” I guessed. “On the rocks?” Johnny didn't answer. “Yes, I guessed that, too.”

  I carefully but somewhat dramatically dropped one, two, and then three ice cubes into a glass, so that the sound of the ice striking the glass resonated in the room. Kim started to say something, but I shushed her. Then I carefully poured the scotch over the ice, making sure that the sound of the ice cubes rearranging themselves in the glass could be clearly heard. I found a glass cocktail stirrer and stirred the ice slightly for effect, and I said, very slowly, “Isn't that sound one of life's best pleasures?” and with that, I carefully raised the glass and brought it to Johnny.

  “You're fucking pathetic, man, that's what you are,” Johnny said to me, pointing the gun at my face. “Look at you, you're a scrawny naked kid trying to act cool.” I'm sure I was not suave and that when I held the glass out to Johnny my hands were shaking. I'm surprised I didn't shit on the floor or piss myself. But somehow, I still had that feeling like I was under remote control.

  I cast my voice lower. “I know you can shoot me, Johnny. It's OK. I've waited all my life for a summer like this one. To be with my friends one last time. To find love, to be with this glory that surrounds us, I said, gesturing at the women. “It's OK. I've seen the promised land.”

  “The splendour in the grass” Keith said quietly.

  “Wow” Kim said under her breath.

  Johnny turned to the women, and I secretly motioned for them to stand up, especially the dark woman. As they stood, I held out the glass to Johnny, hoping that he would let Maria go or he would have to fumble with the gun to switch hands. Not that I was ready for a fight. Instead, Maria took the glass and held it to his lips. NO! I secretly screamed to myself, but then I figured Maria had a plan. He sat down on the love seat and pulled Maria onto his lap, so that he could point the gun at her back and have his Scotch in the other.

  “I think this calls for Scotch all around,” I announced more loudly, and then as I moved back to the mini bar, the dark skinned woman walked slowly towards him, standing tall, proud and fiercely beautiful in all her naked glory. She was magnificent. I almost dropped the bottle, which would have been a disaster, but instead quickly started making drinks.

  “What calls for drinks?” Johnny said incredulously. Good, I've got him thinking! got his brain off of the emotional rush.

  Maria put her arm around Johnny as the dark woman came forward, looking deeply into his eyes. She put her arm around him and sat on the bolster of the love seat.

  “The end of things, Johnny,” I said. “The end of summer, the end of the day” - I passed a drink to the dark woman; “The coolness of the evening...the calm of night...” I passed the next drink to Keith. “The love in the darkness ... The silent morning light.”

  “The love in the darkness,” the dark woman repeated. “I think we should drink to that”

  “To love in the darkness” I repeated, raising my glass.

  “To love in the darkness” was the refrain, and I quickly refilled every glass, making sure to give Johnny an extra large shot.

  “To love in the bright sunlight” I repeated, toasting again.

  “To love in the morning!” Keith toasted.

  “To cocks that stay hard all night!” the dark woman closed the refrain, and we laughed in spite of ourselves.

  “This is bullshit!” Johnny said, rising and shoving Maria off his lap, but as he did, he looked down and realized that all that sex had caused a puddle to leak out from Maria's pussy and stain his fancy Italian slacks. As he looked down in horror, I took the bottle of Scotch and cracked it over his head. He didn't pass out like in the movies, but was dazed for long enough that the dark woman was able to grab the gun from him. Keith in turn grabbed it out of her hand before she could get a good grip on it. Fortunately it didn't go off, which was a major miracle.

  “Fuck ... who the fuck does that!” Johnny cried out, holding his head which was bleeding. His nice white shirt was splattered with scotch, broken glass, and flecks of blood.

  I looked at the gun more closely, and saw that the safety was on. I took the gun from Keith who obviously didn't see this, and pointed it at Johnny. It felt heavy, like it was full, but I pulled the clip just to be sure, slapped it back in, and chambered a fresh round.

  “OK, now we're leaving. Kim, go get everyone's clothes.”

  Keith gathered up Maria, who was shaking uncontrollably, and I held the gun on Johnny and slowly backed out of the room.

  “I'm sorry, Johnny. I wish I didn't have to hit you. I liked having a drink with you.” I said, trying to calm myself down.

  “Give me the gun, kid, you don't know what you're doing,” Johnny commanded.

  I shot out a seltzer bottle on the mini-bar next to Johnny. It exploded with a crash and sprayed seltzer water everywhere. That was totally cool!

  Of course, now someone probably was going to call the cops, and that put us on the wrong side of the law. Or worse, whoever Johnny's mobster buddies were.

  “Get down on the floor, NOW!” I yelled at him. He hesitated for a moment and Keith shoved him down. “If you move one muscle, you motherfucker, I swear to God I'll blow your fucking head clear off!” I yelled, mustering the anger inside me.

  I had Keith go and find some duct tape, but finding none, I had him take a toaster from the kitchen and tie Johnny up with the cord.

  I turned and looked at the dark-skinned woman who was still naked. “I think you should come with us.”

  “I can't”

  “I think you have to,” I replied, then I whispered to her, “take his car”.

  “It's my car,” she replied. “This is my house. I just let people think it's Johnny's. It's sim
pler that way.”

  I was stunned, but then I realized that I had made all the wrong assumptions.

  “I...I see,” I stammered. I'm so sorry. But then, who's he?”

  “He's someone I need to make things work in this business. He has connections. Access to people and money that I don't have... Look, what you've done is pretty stupid and dangerous.” I nodded in agreement. “OK,” she continued, “That was a pretty ballsy thing you did. It kinda made me hot, actually. Say, do you want a quick fuck? Is your dick hard, honey?” she joked with me and smiled, and then gave me a warm affectionate kiss.

  “How are you gonna deal with Johnny?” I asked her.

  “Well, I've got something I can give him that'll put him out. He'll forget part of what happened, but I don't think he'll forget you. We were robbed by some crooks. And that's the truth, you know. You kids have no right to be here.”

  “I'm an adult,” I protested.

  “Maybe.” She replied.

  “But yeah, actually I'm sorry about how things turned out.”

  “So what are you gonna do?” she asked. “Two guys, and two girls, and you can't stay in this town anymore.”

  “I don't know where we're going to end up, or how this will end,” I said. “But I know who I want to end it with.”

  EPILOGUE

  Kim’s Diary, August 31st

  The rain was with us all the way through the Rockies. We left town the very night that I left Johnny and drove all night and into the next day. We must have been high on adrenaline. Christ, I couldn’t believe what happened that night at Johnny’s. If Shane and Keith had only known how dangerous he was, they would never have done that. Somehow Shane didn’t get his clothes back, and we ended up leaving without them. We circled back, but the cops had already shown up, since the neighbors must have called, or the security system went off from the gunshot. That was bad, because now he was not only known to Johnny’s mob friends, but also wanted by the police. Once the police got hold of him, it would be all over. But I didn’t tell him that.