What a good boy…Chapter 11

Chapter 11

I’m surprised at the call and I roll over onto my back. Wow…okay even after some time and everything I’m still sort of feeling loose and yayish inside after Gwen.

“Hey, what’s up Sophie?”

“Did I call late?”

“No, no I’m good just got home from Gwen’s.”

“Oh…”

“Yeah…” She didn’t so much as say or ask if we’re together as much as getting her own idea. “We uhm…yeah.”

“Okay…”

“Are you alright its Saturday night and you’re calling me.”

“So?”

“I just figured you’d be out.”

“I was, he was kind of lame.”

“Lame?”

“He was too black.”

“Uhm Sophie you’re black.”

“Yeah and he was too black for me.”

“I’m so not getting it.”

“Oh he was so black he was talking gangster and he was blasting his rap in his car ad he was swearing all the time and always talking about how the man was oppressing him.”

“Oh and that’s bad?”

“Yeah for one thing okay there’s some prejudice stuff that happens like once in a blue moon here in town like mostly dumb stereotypes. But we’re really not like living in “Gangster’s paradise.” here. I mean Derek’s dad’s a pharmacist at Shopper’s Drug-Mart his mom sells houses….they bought him his car. God he was just so fake.”

“Why’d you even go out with him them?”

“He’s got a car, Hello…”

“So, there’s a lot of assholes Sophie with cars. Maybe date a guy that doesn’t have a car?”

“Okay…right.”

“Okay then still why him you could date anyone you wanted to?”

“No I can’t. There’s not that many dateable guys.”

“Huh?”

“Well I get tired of the ones that think I’m easy. They see black girl and think I’m going to put out, or they see black girl and they’re scared to ask me out. Derek had the guts to ask me out but he went all asshole on me and fake.”

“He called you a bitch?”

“Yes!”

“Like in the rap songs.”

“Gawd yes it was bitch this and bitch that and all you bitches just want the same thing.”

“To have someone pull you into their arms with some sweet music playing and kiss you until you feel the rest of the world and the bullshit get further away?”

“……………….Y..yeah.”

“He sounds like a right royal dick head Sophie you’re better off without him.”

“………………..Y..yeah….uhm Tracy?”

“Yeah?”

“What was it like?”

“What?”

“Sex with Gwen?”

“Honestly?”

“Yeah…?”

“Amazing, it was the most intense thing that I’ve ever been part of.”

“Oh…so the time when you kissed me?”

“Was so good Sophie…look I’m still learning stuff, still trying to figure me out and stuff.”

“So you two are seeing each other now?”

“Actually no.”

“No?”

“It was great Sophie but it was kind of one of those things were we just happened… afterward Gwen was right back to being Gwen. I mean it wasn’t like she acted like we never but she acted like it never changed things really.”

“Oh?” She sounds confused.

“Yeah, me too. I loved it, it was amazing better than the dream I had.”

“Dream?”

“Wet hot dreams.”

“Oh…” She sort of sounds down?

“Sophie?”

“Uhm Yeah?”

“I had dreams about you too.”

“Oh…me?”

“Uh-huh….”

“Gawd what was I doing? Wait do I really want to know?”

“You were making me cum.”

I hear her swallow over the phone. “Oh…how…?”

“You really want to know?”

“I’m curious…I guess.”

I close my eyes and remember… “Well it sort of started in the locker rooms…I was cheering you girls onto the win and it was after the game and you pulled me into thank me by kissing me. Kissing led to touching and then you said that you wanted my cock and pull my jeans down and saw what was there and you said…even better…and kissed me and…ummmm…started to finger me.”

“I…I was the one that started it?”

“Ummmmm…ah…yeah….”

“Why?…”

“You’re a jockette…all that girl muscle you have and you’re fucking awesome…mmmm.”

“No I meant why would I do that...?”

“Uhm…it was a dream?...mmm…”

“Tracy?”

“Yeah…”

“Are you?”

“Yeah…”

“Tracy!”

“Sophie…damn…I…you were so strong and so hot and took control…I mean…it wasn’t just control like that but you wanted me…as…as much a freak as I am you wanted me and you took me into the locker room and fucked me…”

“Tracy…” I hear he swallow again. “Tell me what I did…” her voice got breathy….is she?

Oh she is…she’s got her hands down her panties just like me.

I’m having phone sex! No seriously you know one of those times when you can just tell…I’m so having one of those times.

“Well you layed me down on the bench in the girls locker room and started to peel the rest of me clothes off of me.”

“Uh….huh…”

“And I remember it was chilly and I was all chillbumps but there was so much heat in your breath…oh…”

“I breathed on your neck…bit you…mmmm?”

Oh…this is where it’s going? Okay, this is so cool.

“Mmm….yes…kissed me…hard, deep…french like so good it fooled me into thinking my tongue was something else….oh….bit…you went down and bit my Adam’s apple…”

“Oh….oh…then I kissed my way down and sucked on your nipples?”

“Yeah….”

“And even though you’re a boy they got so hard?........ah…”

“Mmmm-hhnn…oh Sophie…oh…touch me Sophie…”

“I..I am…in…Just like the locker ro..room…” She’s panting, I’m panting…god I’m so close to cumming again…I though women were like less horny than guys…Gwen…Sophie…hell my own slippery vee hasn’t slowed me down…it’s only made newer…more things happen…

“Yes…! Like in the locker room! Slide down me Sophie…touch me there, kiss me there. taste meeee….uhn….open me up make me wet make me so hard I think I’m losing my fricking mind…open my legs hold me…yank me in…oh…fuck…grind…grind…grind your pussy on mine! Fuck me Sophie…Sophie….oh…I’m…I’mmm….”

I moan like crazy and cry out into the phone and I hear her…Moaning her way through her own orgasm…..

It’s quiet and breathing after that….

I feel like I’m made of rubber.

All I hear her say is. “Oh my fucking god….” It’s this freaked out sound too…like wow mixed with a lot of oh no…

And she hangs up on me.

…………………
Wow…..that kinda hurt….

I roll over face down into the bed and have this just stunned moment and like I said it hurt. It hurt and it’s bringing up the whole freak thing and that I might have taken things too far…but she said…and then the whole being like this and all the uncertainty and the pent up fear gets out and I break down a cry for awhile.

It’s not girl crying it’s scared freaked out teenager crying.

I stop after awhile.

……………….....

Sigh…FML….

I call Gwen.

“Mmm…hello?”

“Shit I woke you up.”

“Yeah it’s okay…it was one of those had an extra bowl of ice cream and rubbed one out in the shower kind of things, usually I’m up.”

“Uh…yeah speaking of rubbing one out…I had phone sex with Sophie.”

“Oh…was it good?”

“Yeah it was fucking great but…”

“But?”

“Hey she started it and then afterwards she’s all freaked out by it and she just hangs up on me.”

“Oh…well shit she’s likely freaked, I mean she was freaked out about that kiss.”

“She was?”

“Yeah she was really into it and you were kind yet strong and wanted her…like really wanted her and not the other stuff she gets but the more she thought about it the more vagaphobic she was getting.”

“Oh so this might be her having a freak out if she’s straight or not?”

“Yeah…more than likely. I’ll give her a call and stuff and let you know how things are going and what happened.”

“Okay.”

“Good, just relax Tracy it’s just life…nothing serious. Take a bath, watch a movie play some x-box and I’ll talk to you later.”

“Okay…yeah…”

It’s life…nothing serious…I shake my head as I’m hanging up.

“Right….”

I’m still just…this is not the way I wanted the rest of the night to go…I put on some heavy metal music and grab my gloves and go and try to work my way out of this hole using my punching bag.