The week dragged for Donald. True, he was totally involved from the moment he woke up until the second he went to sleep, but he was anxious about the big scrimmage Saturday morning. Several times he awoke in the middle of the night plagued with a painful erection from his dreams of Gina. He rubbed off several orgasms every day. Gina assured him she was matching him orgasm for orgasm. Neither could wait for the weekend. Then, suddenly the big day was here.
The scrimmage began with Joey at quarterback and Donald on the sidelines. Both coaches were on the field—this was primarily a teaching exercise. Joey drove the offense down the field before the drive stalled at the 15-yard line. Donald watched the plays that were called, imagining that he was one of the ends and seeing how he would run each of his routes. Then Central took over. They were a much bigger school and were a perennial powerhouse. The two teams never played during the season, but always scrimmaged beforehand. The two coaches, Gina had informed him, were college roommates and had remained close friends since graduation. In spite of his nervousness he turned and found her easily in the sparsely populated bleachers. She waved enthusiastically; he reciprocated, embarrassed by all the attention.
The scrimmage had gone through two quarters when Joey called to the coach. They were in active and heated discussion for almost a minute and when they broke Coach Allen called, “Dugan…get out here for Davidson. Dwight, take a break.” Donald was so nervous he almost forgot his helmet. Now it was time for me to take over. I steadied his nerves and helped him pay attention as Joey called the plays. He played only a minor role in the first two—a run to the opposite side and a screen pass in which he was a decoy. Finally, his number was called—a slant route over the middle. The ball was snapped, he took two quick steps forward before turning and sprinting over the middle of the field. Joey hit him in mid stride and Donald caught the ball just before he was blindsided by the middle linebacker. Even I was surprised that Donald was able to hold onto the ball for an eight yard gain and a first down.
Donald was a bit woozy when he walked back into the huddle. Again, I steadied him; Joey called the next play, a run to the left for which Donald would be a key blocker. The play called for him to head directly for the middle linebacker, but I saw a way to gain an extra advantage. Donald veered left as if to run a route before turning quickly and taking the linebacker off his feet. Central’s coach complained once the play was over about the viciousness of the hit which had taken the All-County star completely by surprise.
“I didn’t hear you complain when the hit went the other way, Steve…just the breaks of the game,” Coach Allen called out. Donald was received with several smiles when he went back into the huddle. The rest of his fifteen plays took him away from the linebacker, but they shook hands once the game was over.
“That was a hell of a hit you gave me. How long you been playing?”
“Yours was pretty good, too. I don’t know how I held onto the ball. I’m only in ninth grade so I’ve been playing about two weeks.” The older boy shook his head in dismay. They shook hands again and wished each other well during the season.
Donald turned around to find Gina behind him. “Oh, Donnie you played so well. I’m so proud of you.” And then below her breath she whispered, “And I can’t wait to get you alone tonight. My folks are going out and they said you could come over to keep me company and protect me. I already cleared it with your folks.” She reached up and kissed him right on the field.
“Okay, Dugan enough of that. No wonder Joey wanted you in the game; seeing his sister, eh? You did pretty good, though—better than I thought you would. I’ll let you know once I see the films. Okay, get cleaned up.” Donald took Gina’s hand and walked toward the locker room. It was ten minutes later that he returned, barely dressed in shorts and a tee, still dripping from his hasty shower. He and Gina waited at Joey’s truck until he appeared.
“Great job, Donnie,” Joey called from the edge of the parking lot. ‘I loved that hit you delivered on Conroy. I’ve been trying to get back at him since he leveled me on a blitz last year.” He held up his fist for a knuckle bump. Donnie responded in kind and they climbed into the truck. Gina held his hand the entire way home. Once there she ran into her home to tell her parents all about the scrimmage and how Joey and Donnie had starred.
“I don’t know about being a star, Mrs. Provano. I made one or two good plays. Joey was the real star,” Donnie said modestly, but Gina shook her head, “Don’t believe him, Mom. Even Joey said he did great. You should have seen how he knocked that Conroy on his butt. Right, Joey?”
“It was a hell of a hit. I loved the expression on his face. How’d you get the idea to run away from him first? That caught him totally by surprise. That was the highlight of the whole scrimmage.” Joey was grinning ear to ear. They went inside and to the patio out back for some burgers and dogs.
“Now, don’t be bashful, Donnie,” Mr. Provano said, “You get in here and help yourself. You need a lot of food to steel yourself for the ordeal ahead.” Gina looked at Donald and laughed; Donald couldn’t have been redder. He had always thought that some things were meant to be private. Now his whole relationship with Gina was out in the open. Joey came up behind him and put him into a head lock. He was rescued by Gina’s mom, “Now leave Donnie alone. He’s obviously not used to this kind of bantering.” Then turning to the embarrassed boy she continued, “Don’t let this bother you, Donnie. We wouldn’t tease you like this if we didn’t like you a lot. Gina obviously feels even stronger about you, but her dad and I think the world of you, too. Joey…well, just ignore him. Now, let’s eat before everything gets cold.” She turned him over to Gina who led him to the table. There were at least a dozen burgers and another six hot dogs along with his favorite potato salad.
“Recognize that, Donnie? Your mom gave mine the recipe this morning. I hope it’ll be okay.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Provano. That was really kind of you to go through all that work for me.”
“Don’t be silly, Donnie. According to Gina you’re practically family. Oh, now I’ve embarrassed you again.” She hugged Donald and kissed his cheek. “What you have to worry about is when we stop teasing you. As long as you’re being teased you’re okay. Now, dig in.”
Gina took his plate and scooped three big spoonfuls of potato salad for him. Then she took two burgers, added lettuce and tomato and some ketchup before leading the befuddled boyfriend to the table. “Sit down, darling I’ll be right back.” She had gone before Donald even realized what she had called him. She returned a minute later with her own plate while her mom gave them each a Coke in an ice-filled glass. Donald relaxed and ate while Gina rubbed his thigh—a promise of wonderful things to come.
He and Gina spent the afternoon lounging around in the back yard until Joey called to Donald about a football game on TV. He was reluctant to give up his privacy with Gina, but she pulled him to his feet reminding him that they’d have all night together.
“Oh, didn’t I tell you—you’re sleeping over…in my room…with me. I hope we get some sleep.” She pulled his head down for a quick kiss before leading him into the den to join her brother and father. Soon Donnie was critiquing the routes and blocking by the ends along with Joey and his dad. He was in his element, using his brain—actually my brain—to analyze the play. Despite his involvement he constantly paid attention to Gina, holding her hand and even kissing her cheek when she wasn’t kissing his.
Around four Mrs. Provano popped her head in to remind her husband that they had to dress for their engagement. Joey also left to prepare for his date leaving Donald and Gina alone. It took her less than five seconds to pull him into a long hot kiss, her tongue demanding as it wrapped around his. Her hand found his cock and five seconds later it was as hard as granite. “Mom and Dad are leaving around five o’clock and Joey is leaving around 5:30 then it’s up to the bedroom for us. I can hardly wait.”
“Me neither, but how’d you get my folks to let me stay over? Heck, how’d you get your folks to agree?”
“They both know we’re having sex together so there’s no big deal. My parents probably won’t be home until after two in the morning and Joey maybe even later. They don’t want me to be alone even with the alarm set. I don’t want to be alone either; I want to be with you and I’m going to be…all night.” She snuggled up to him then unsatisfied, crawled onto his lap while they watched the game wind down.
Her mom and dad popped in to say goodbye before leaving for their function, apparently a bar association dinner followed by dancing and a lot of politicking—something her dad seemed to enjoy much more than her mom. Joey stopped by a bit later, kidding his sister to be good and Donnie to be better. He laughed and hustled out to his truck for his date. Donald and Gina were alone in the big house. They were silent; there was no need for words. Gina looked deeply into his eyes, rose from the couch and pulled him after her. They raced to her room.
Gina closed the door even though there was no need and pulled her young lover into her embrace. She pulled back a few inches, held his head and looked again into his eyes, “I’ve waited all week for this. My doctor told me it would be safe so no condom. I can’t wait to feel your cock in my pussy and your cum exploding into me. My mom told me it feels great. C’mon let’s get undressed then I want to try something else before we make love.” She pulled Donnie’s shirt over his head and undid his belt in seconds. His shorts and boxers fell to the floor; his sneakers were kicked off in an instant. Donald turned his attention to Gina. He lifted her chin for a quick, but tender, kiss as he slowly unbuttoned her blouse and dropped it off her smooth shoulders. He reached around her to unsnap her bra. Impatient to begin she dropped her own shorts and panties to the floor. She finally led Donald to the bed.
“I’m sure you’ve seen oral sex in porn. My mom told me how special it can be so I want to do it to you. You don’t have to do it to me if you don’t want.”
“Remember what I said about selfish and immature? If it’s something that gives you pleasure I want to do it. You’ll have to tell me what feels good so I know exactly what to do…okay? I think I might have been lucky the first time.” Gina smiled and nodded her agreement as she slipped to her knees in front of Donnie and sat him on the side of the bed. She led with her tongue, wrapping it around his shaft and washing it thoroughly. She took him into her mouth; Donald thought the feeling was incredible. No wonder it looked so appealing in porn movies, but he was troubled. He needed to do something for Gina.
“Uh…how about a 69? That way I can take care of you, too.” He leaned back onto the bed pulling Gina up with him. She jumped on top of him. “Oof,” he in said response feigning a horrendous injury, but Gina knew he was only teasing her, getting even for what he had endured all day. She settled in, her cute cunt placed exactly over his chin as she attacked his throbbing organ. Donald began by licking her thighs. He didn’t think he had ever felt anything so smooth. He moved his mouth to her labia. He’d done a lot of research on the female anatomy during the last week. It was as enlightening for me as it was for him. I helped him by reminding him of all the information he had accumulated. Gina had managed to get all of his organ into her mouth as he pushed his tongue into her tight little tunnel. He fucked her there for almost a minute before remembering about her clit. His right hand moved to her breast, rolling her swollen nipple, while his left pulled back the hood over her hot bud. He sucked it into his mouth and when he got it between his teeth she flooded his face with her ejaculate. Gina had actually squirted for the first time of her life.
Donald was ready. “Gina! I’m going to….” She just continued sucking and mouth fucking him until he blew his load into her throat. She pulled off a bit, taking the last two ropes onto her tongue. She swallowed, squeezed his cock to get the last few drops and licked him clean. She turned around and laughed.
“Did I do that to you? Oh, Donnie your face is covered with…something.”
“I think you squirted on me. It was incredible. I read on the internet that it sometimes happens when a girl has an orgasm.”
“If you thought that was incredible you should have been over here. I don’t think I’ve ever cum like that before.”
“Me neither. I’ve read about blowjobs…oh, sorry, but I never thought it would be so…I can’t even think of a word to describe how wonderful it felt. I love you, Gina. It’s not just the sex; I’d feel the same way if we never even touched each other.”
“Me, too, but I’m glad we did and we are and we will…again and again and again. How about pizza for dinner? What do you like on it?”
“I don’t care…whatever you want.”
“No…I’m the hostess and you’re the guest. Tell me what you want.”
“How about sausage?”
“YES! That’s my favorite, too.” She kissed Donald and reached for her cell. She ordered a large regular crust pie with extra cheese and double sausage. She gave the address. They had about forty minutes before the delivery. Eventually she pulled him up and into her parents’ shower. It was big enough for two so they shared the hot water and the soap, playing with each other’s bodies until Donald grabbed her, pulled her to him into a long hot kiss as the shower ran over their heads and bodies. They were both panting when the kiss was broken. Once again there was no need to speak. Their eyes said it all—they were in love.
They were still damp--Gina with just her outer clothes on and Donald still naked--when the pizza arrived. Donald had brought a towel from the bathroom to sit on. It was softer and warmer than the leather of the couch. Gina paid and brought it to the den where they watched TV and drank Cokes while they gobbled pieces of pizza between kisses. Gina reached over, massaged his cock to hardness and sat on it, her back to Donald and engulfing him with her tight pussy. “Ummm…best pizza I ever had. I don’t know why but it seems somehow even more delicious than normal.”
Not to be outdone Donald removed her blouse and sucked on her nipples. “I have to agree…absolutely delicious.” They looked at each other and laughed. Gina stood and turned around to face Donnie before sitting again on his cock.
“I think this will make sucking on my titties a bit easier.”
“Yeah, but the pizza will get cold.”
“Who cares? We have a microwave. It’ll get the pizza as hot as you have me. Oh God, Donnie I can’t get enough of you. I want you in me all the time. It’s torture during the week without you.” Donald dropped the pizza into the box, ran his hands up her back and drove his cock into her. Her heat and tightness were incredible. Gina began to rock. She placed her hands behind his neck for leverage as she rode his cock. Up and down she moved, rubbing her sensitive clit into Donald. I knew I wouldn’t have to do anything. Donald had cum only an hour before so I doubted he’d have any trouble with his control. All the same, I wanted him to enjoy every second. He deserved everything Gina would give him and she deserved everything he would give her. These two were perfect for each other.
They fucked each other for almost fifteen minutes before Gina began to shudder. I passed all of her reactions to Donald, enriching the experience for him, as well. Gina finally came, pulling Donald’s head to her breasts, as she had a massive spasm run through her body. She collapsed against him and Donald held her close to him, partly from his love for her and partly to protect her. She was totally out of it. After about fifteen minutes she was able to rise, taking the remaining pizza to the microwave. She returned five minutes later. “Sorry about that. I think I ruined the dinner.”
Donald just laughed, “Not my dinner. That was…you are incredible. That was the best meal I ever had.” They both laughed as they finished their meal. They cleaned up together and went back to the bedroom.
Gina got a washcloth and cleaned Donald’s cock thoroughly before running it over her thighs and cunt. “Donnie, my cunt is still tingling from you. I can’t believe the things you do to me. My mom told me that some women go their entire lives without ever having an orgasm from sex and you give me one every time…even when we don’t make love.”
“I much prefer ‘make love’ to ‘fuck,’ Gina. Dumb animals can fuck, but they can’t make love. What do you think about when we’re doing it?”
“You, of course…loving and taking care of you. Why?”
“It’s the same with me; all I think about is you. That’s why we’re making love instead of fucking.” He reclined on the bed as Gina turned on the TV. She climbed onto Donnie’s side and draped her leg over his as they watched yet another football game. Gina didn’t mind—she enjoyed the game and knew there wasn’t much of interest other than sports on Saturday evening.
Suddenly, she jumped up, “Donnie, you didn’t cum.”
“It’s okay. I’m not built like a girl. You can recover really quickly…much quicker than I can, but don’t worry, I’ll be ready again soon.” Gina was determined that would be soon as she rubbed his bare cock. Not surprisingly Donald reacted quickly. Gina noticed how it pulsed with every heart beat.
“I think you’re ready now, darling.”
“Oh, God Gina I think you’re right, but I’m so tired. That scrimmage took more out of me than I thought.”
She leaned down to kiss him. “Not to worry, sweetie…I’ll take care of you.” She climbed onto his body, straddling his hips as she rubbed the head of his cock into her slit. She was just as wet as he was hard. He slipped easily into her tight hot hole. Once again, Donald marveled at the sight of his organ disappearing into her. He tried to picture her anatomy…where his cock was going…what was happening within her body.
Suddenly none of that was of any importance as he was lost—completely and totally gone—in the sensations Gina was giving him. All he wanted was to make these feelings last, as much for Gina as for himself. His body reacted before his mind. He began to move with her long before his mind realized what was happening. Gina lifted one hand from his shoulders and led his hand to her breast. He massaged it gently and moved his other hand to its companion. He had seen plenty of breasts on the internet, but these were the very first he’d seen or felt and he couldn’t imagine any better. The skin was so soft, the breast so supple as he squeezed repeatedly. Donald loved her sensitive areolas and her wrinkly nipples were fascinating to him.
A rumbling deep within his core brought him back to reality. He looked up to see how Gina was doing. She seemed far from her own orgasm so Donald tried to hold back. He was almost succeeding when Gina whispered, “C’mon Donnie. I want you to cum. Explode in me. Fill my tight little cunt with your cream.” Donald had never heard her talk with such passion. He couldn’t hold back. He thrust his hips forward forcefully as he shot river after river of slick white semen into his lover. Sated, he exhaled and closed his eyes. Gina turned off the TV and joined him, pulling the blanket and sheet over the two of them. She cuddled close and joined him in slumber.
Gina’s parents looked in on them when they returned around 2:30 Sunday morning. Gina had her head on Donald’s shoulder, his arm carelessly around her sleeping form. Mrs. Provano pulled up the blanket to reveal their naked bodies. Turning to her husband she whispered, “They make such a lovely couple, don’t you think? Donald is everything I could want for her. Look, he’s erect even in sleep…even after God only knows how many times they did it tonight. How nice for Gina. I hope he’s in it for the long haul.”
“Me, too,” her husband replied. ”I’ve never known a teenager to be so polite and courteous. And he is so smart. Gina told me he hasn’t gotten any grade under 97 so far this year and nothing less than perfect in math or science.”
“Yes, he does seem perfect for her. C’mon, seeing them like this has made me horny.” She closed the door silently. Donald and Gina slept on, but I was awake for the entire discussion. I, too, hoped Donald and Gina would be together a very long time. If I had a better mouth I would have smiled broadly.
A few minutes later Donald felt something on his left ear. He was about to swat it when I reminded him where he was. Gina had been licking and kissing his lobe hoping to wake him gently. He turned and saw her awake. “Doggone, Gina I thought you were a fly. I almost swatted you. Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I think my parents were just in here. I felt cold air on my body and then I felt the blanket up around my neck. Mom always does that, but I always put it by my shoulder. I think that means she and Dad were in here to check up on us.”
“Oh, I am so dead. Your dad will kill me.”
“Donnie, darling, nobody is going to kill you, except maybe me because you worry too much. My mom and dad know we’re fu…making love together. They’d rather have us here in the open than sneaking around with the chance of getting caught like in the park or some other dangerous place.” She ran her hand up and down his body, coming eventually to his groin. She rubbed his balls and hefted them in her hand. She kissed Donald briefly before moving her head down his body. “Maybe this will convince you,” she whispered with a wink and a sly smile just visible in the dim light. She kissed the tip of his cock causing it to jump and twitch. “Now, that’s the Donnie I know and love.” She kissed it again and brought her mouth over it. She blew onto it and took it deep into her mouth. Donald couldn’t help himself—he moaned in delight.
He reached to her sex, running his fingers through her silken hair en route to her wet slippery cunt. He found her labia wet with her excitement and his finger found her wetter and hotter tunnel. Once he had placed his finger into her he knew he had to make the most passionate love to her. He pulled her up and onto his body. He positioned her over his hips and she did the rest, engulfing his cock within the folds of her pussy. Donald was about to speak, but she put her finger to his lips. Her next movement put her hand to her ear. Donald listened closely, aided tremendously by my presence and he could hear her parents bouncing on their bed and moaning in delight. Gina leaned down close to his ear and whispered, “I’ll bet Mom got all hot and horny after she got a peek at your body. We have a lot in common.” She finished by placing her lips on his and kissing him with all the considerable passion in her body. They continued fucking and kissing for many minutes until Gina could take no more. She pulled back from the kiss and came---hard, a scream punctuating the passage of a massive spasm through her body. Donald pumped into her three times as she collapsed onto his chest cumming just as hard on the last, drowning her pussy in rich thick baby making cream. His orgasm passed with only a low grunt. He held Gina tightly, kissing her head and face continually until they were both ready again for sleep. Gina lay snugly on Donald’s chest for the rest of the night.
They showered, but not together, the following morning and walked down to breakfast hand in hand. “Don’t you two ever sleep? Gina, I think the whole neighborhood heard that scream. I’m surprised someone didn’t call the police.”
“Sorry, Mom,” Gina said with a huge grin. “You and Daddy woke us with all of your moaning. We were just trying to keep up.”
“Sure…keep up. How many times for you last night, young lady?”
“Uh…four for me and three for Donnie.” Donald was appalled by the direction this conversation was taking even though he knew how much they teased each other…and him.”
“Oh…Father Donohue is going to do a real number on you this morning. I’m glad we’re not going to be there to see it.”
“How are we supposed to get there if you’re not going? Joey is still in bed and probably will be until noon. I guess we’re not going either. Let’s have breakfast, Donnie…no church today.” Her mother gave her a “dirty” look and went to the hall for her keys.
Ten minutes later they were at the church. “I’ll be here to pick you up at eleven and then we’ll have another big lunch. I know how you have to keep your strength up, Donnie. Gina will probably kill you with love.”
“That’s okay, Mrs. Provano. There are a lot worse ways to go.” She and Gina laughed and Gina kissed him before they exited the Mercedes and walked into the church. Once again Gina led him to the confessional. He confessed to Fr. Donohue that he had masturbated and had sex with his girlfriend four times last night. Fr. Donohue sounded serious, commenting that this kind of behavior was dangerous in a casual relationship.
“But, Father I don’t think it is casual. I want to marry her when I’m old enough. She is the most wonderful person I’ve ever met.”
“And does she feel the same way?”
“Yes, Father she does.”
“Hmmm, you know that I cannot reveal what has been told to me in confession, but I will tell you this: I think you are a very lucky young man.” He told Donald to say ten “Our Father’s” and ten “Hail Mary’s” and absolved him of his sins even though he and Donald knew he’d go right back and do the same things all over again. Donald believed strongly in God and even in most religious practices, but he thought that Confession was mostly silly and out-dated. Nobody he knew took the promise not to repeat their sins very seriously, especially when it came to masturbation and sex—stealing, maybe and lying, sure, but never with anything dealing with sex.
He met Gina at the pew and began his penance, finishing just as the Mass began. He followed the words and sang as he always did. After Communion Donald returned to his seat, but Gina beat him and took his arm, leading him out the door. “I need to tell you what Father Donohue told me in Confession.”
“Gina, that’s supposed to be private. You shouldn’t.”
“I’m only telling you—nobody else. I told Father Donohue about our sex and about masturbating so much during the week. He told me doing that in a casual relationship was dangerous so I told him it wasn’t casual…it was serious.”
“Yeah, he told me the same thing. I told him I wanted to marry you as soon as we were old enough. He said I was very lucky. I think he was referring to you, but I already knew that. I am very lucky.”
“Donnie…you actually said that…in Confession? You’re not supposed to lie in Confession.”
“I wasn’t lying. I never lie. That’s one of the worst things you can do to a person other than steal from them.”
Gina tiptoed up to him and kissed his cheek. “I’d do more but we’re right in front of the church and here come hundreds of people…and here comes Mom. Wait until she hears this!”
"I have a feeling, Gina that she already knows.” The car stopped and they got into the back seat for the short ride home. Donald was shown to the patio where Mr. Provano was again at the grill, this time with a load of brats and sauerkraut, and Joey looking like he needed to be back in bed. Gina had gone into the kitchen with her mother. They came out a few minutes later carrying sodas and ice and wearing huge smiles on their faces. Gina came up to him first, kissing him on the lips and cheek; Mrs. Provano followed with a hug and a kiss on his other cheek. When her dad asked what was going on her mom simply told him, “Later, but I will tell you I think you’re getting that wish you mentioned last night.”
After lunch Donald helped with the clean-up and every time he went outside with Gina she kissed him again. It was almost two by the time they were finished. Gina brought out a beach blanket and promised they’d have plenty of privacy. They lay on the blanket and relaxed in the warm sunlight. Gina kissed him over and over, even when her mom brought out a couple of cold drinks around four. “I phoned your mom this morning, Donnie and told her you were staying for dinner so there’s no rush for either of you. Just lie here and have fun.”
Donald brought himself to his elbow and turned to Gina. “Why are your parents so liberal? They act like what we’re doing is so natural and accepted.”
“They’re really not, Donnie. Like I told you last night they know I’m going to have sex like almost every other girl my age—our age—and they want me to be safe. They like and respect you a lot—a whole lot—and they want us to be happy. That means allowing us to be ourselves and accepting us, too. You should have seen Mom’s face when I told her what you said. Want to guess what she told me?”
“Sure—I knew it. I knew that Donald was head over heels in love with you. It was written all over his face.”
He smiled at Gina and she smiled back, “Well, not quite those words, but the meaning was the same. I’ll bet I could make love to you right here and nobody would say a word.”
“No bet, because we’re obviously not going to do it. It would be disrespectful to our relationship. Any man who would do that to a woman obviously doesn’t think much about her.” Once again Gina sat there with her mouth agape until Donald covered it with his. She pulled him down and climbed on top of him before whispering, “That’s part of why I love you so much.” Then she kissed him again. They kissed all afternoon until dinner and Joey had driven him home.
Donald started in the first JV game the next Thursday after school. Gina and her mom were there to cheer for him. Donald played well with my help, catching ten passes for more than 120 yards and two touchdowns. He also played defense—cornerback and had a key interception again with my help.
As my species evolved we changed dramatically. Not only did we become amphibious, but our bodies changed as well. Our extensive use of robots caused our muscles to atrophy, but in our case the space was taken up by additional brain tissue. We lost our eyes and ears and our sense of smell, however those senses were replaced by something we called, “The Sense.” We could “see” without eyes and “hear” without ears. All our senses were replaced by one that covered all our previous senses much more effectively and much, much more efficiently. I could see things happening even before they occurred—not days or even hours before, but seconds before so I knew where their ends and running backs would go before even they knew. Donald was always in the right spot as a result. When asked how he knew to be there he was truthful, as always. “I don’t really know. I was just there and he ran into me” or “I have no idea. It seemed like that’s where the ball would be.”
After the fourth game Donald was promoted to the varsity and his games were on Saturdays instead of Thursday. He was able to take Thursday off, but he always spent those afternoons in Gina’s arms and Gina’s bed. Nervous about her mother, he shook the first time until she told them to go upstairs and have fun until dinner, but Gina—try to keep it down…please!” Gina led him away for a long sensational fuck that always seemed to last until dinner. They arrived late every time, Gina leaking cum that ran down her leg. Yet nothing was ever said. Of course, Mrs. Provano had given her blessing.
Once Donald was promoted he spent every Friday night with Gina, but their lovemaking always ended by 10:30. He needed his sleep for the game the next day. To his surprise Donald played a fair amount in his first game with Joey passing to him for two touchdowns, one on the hook and go they’d practiced so long ago. Once again, he left the defensive player in the dust. On defense he sparkled. People could not understand how he could cover his man so closely no matter what moves were thrown at him. Even Donald couldn’t understand it. Lots of girls suddenly found Donald irresistible, but he paid them no mind. He was hopelessly in love with Gina. By season’s end he was a starter on both offense and defense. Unfortunately, the rest of the team did not measure up. Joey was first-team All County and Donald was third team. He was amazed; Gina was thrilled.
Joey also played basketball and he convinced Donald to try out for the team. Once again, I played a major role in Donald’s development. I saw how important it was to be able to dribble and shoot with both hands. Suddenly, Donald found that he was ambidextrous. Whatever he could do with his natural right hand he could do just as well lefty.
He became a starter for the JV, playing every position at 6 feet, 3 inches. He could handle the ball, pass, rebound like a maniac, and shoot. He was also the only player on either team who could dunk and he did it easily. As much as I had enjoyed his football experiences, I enjoyed the basketball even more. After six games he was promoted to the varsity. He sat on the bench the first game and might have stayed there had Joey not come to his rescue. Donald saw him and the coach talking, but could not hear what was being said. I did through my “sense.” The next day Donald was practicing with the second team. Two games later he was a starter at guard. He specialized in feeding Joey for easy layups. The team made the playoffs, but lost in the second round to a very deep and skilled team from Central. For the first time in months Donald had a lot of extra time after school. He spent most of it making love to Gina either at her house or his own. He was amazed that his mother was just as accepting as Gina’s.
Joey drove him home one afternoon and stopped in his parents’ driveway. “Ever think about baseball, Donnie? I think you’re a natural athlete. We could use someone like you.”
“I’ve never played, even as a kid. I wouldn’t know what to do. I have no idea if I can even hit or catch.”
“Fair enough, why don’t you meet me after school tomorrow. A group of us are having informal practices before the formal ones begin. You’ll be among friends; most of us played either football or basketball, or both. I could have Gina come to cheer you on.” Donald agreed--an action that would change our relationship forever.
Donald showed up the next afternoon dressed in sweats. He wore sneakers instead of spikes and borrowed a glove from Joey. He found he was able to field fairly easily, especially if in the outfield. Then he went up to the plate. Joey was pitching and the first three balls were outside. “I need to make a correction in my release point,” he said. The next pitch was an overcorrection. I could sense long before Donald or anyone else that this pitch was going to be trouble—it was headed straight for Donald’s head. I did the only thing possible. I expanded my body to completely cover his brain. This way I would absorb the force while Donald would be spared. The ball struck just above the helmet’s ear hole and Donald went down. He tried to get up but a group of passing teachers intervened, calling for an ambulance and the EMT’s. Gina rushed down from the stands in tears. Joey stood by, terribly afraid that Donald would be seriously injured. Gina phoned her mom who phoned Donald’s mother. Gina begged to go in the ambulance with Donald and was finally allowed when Donald demanded it. He was wheeled into the Emergency Room and then into another room for an MRI of his brain. I knew this would be trouble for me.
After the test Donald’s mother was called into the doctor’s office. Donald was told to stay outside with Gina. He was lying on a gurney wondering what was transpiring on the other side of the door. I knew and I had to act. I put Donald into a trance and completely controlled his actions. He rose from the gurney like a robot and I spoke to Gina, “Come with us, Gina. This will involve you, too.” The nurse tried to intervene, but I paralyzed her just outside the door. I released her once we were inside.
“Oh, Donald,” Mrs. Dugan began, “I don’t think you should be in here for this.”
“Trust me, Mrs. Dugan Donald must be here for this." I spoke using Donald’s voice, but my voice was otherworldly: CONGRATULATIONS, DOCTOR. YOU HAVE SUCCEEDED WHERE MANY OTHERS HAVE FAILED, BUT YOU ARE ONLY PARTIALLY CORRECT. I AM NOT A TUMOR NOR AM I A CANCER. I AM A SCIENTIST FROM ANOTHER GALAXY MORE THAN FIVE HUNDRED LIGHT YEARS DISTANT. I CAME HERE TO EARTH TO KEEP MY KNOWLEDGE FROM FALLING INTO THE HANDS OF A WARLIKE PEOPLE WHO CONQUERED MY PLANET.
DOCTOR, I CAN SENSE THAT YOU DO NOT BELIEVE ME SO I WILL GIVE YOU A DEMONSTRATION. PLEASE TRY TO MOVE YOUR RIGHT HAND. He tried and tried, but could not. It seemed to be glued to the desk until I released him. I continued: MRS. DUGAN I’LL BET YOU CAN EASILY REMEMBER THE DAY I ENTERED DONALD’S BODY. IT WAS A DAY HE TURNED AROUND 180 DEGREES.
“Oh my God, I do remember. He came home, kissed me and went to do his homework. He never did it before, but he always did afterwards. He was polite where he had been surly and disrespectful. Was that you?”
IT WAS INDEED. I HAVE DEDICATED MYSELF TO HELPING DONALD IN EVERY WAY. I WOULD NEVER HURT OR ALLOW HIM TO BE HURT. THAT IS WHY I HAVE BEEN DISCOVERED. I WAS ABLE TO EXPAND MY BODY TO PROTECT HIS BRAIN FROM CONCUSSION. NOW I AM USING HIS BODY FOR MY OWN BENEFIT—THE FIRST TIME I HAVE DONE SO. IT WILL NOT BE NECESSARY TO SUBJECT DONALD TO SURGERY. I WILL WILLINGLY LEAVE IF HE WISHES ME TO. I AM RELEASING HIM FROM HIS TRANCE. I COULD CONVERSE WITH HIM THROUGH TELEPATHY, BUT I WILL NOT FOR SEVERAL REASONS. FIRST, AS HIS PARENT YOU NEED TO KNOW WHAT WE ARE DISCUSSING. SECOND, WHAT HAPPENS HERE TODAY WILL ALSO AFFECT GINA. SHE HAS A RIGHT TO KNOW, ALSO. DONALD HAS HEARD EVERYTHING AND WILL NOW BECOME A PARTICIPANT. ARE YOU OKAY, DONALD?
“Yeah, I am. Can I ask you some questions?”
“Wow, this is really weird--like talking to myself.”
YES, I AGREE, BUT THERE IS NO OTHER WAY.
“Okay…how would you get out of my body?”
IF YOU WISH ME TO LEAVE ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS GO TO WATER, PREFERRABLY YOUR OCEAN, AND CUT YOURSELF. I WILL KNOW WHERE TO GO TO ESCAPE AND YOU WILL BE FREE OF ME.
“What will happen to me without you? How will I be affected? Did you make me an athlete and smart? Did you make me fall in love with Gina?”
YOU HAVE AN EXPRESSION ABOUT A SILK PURSE AND A SOW’S EAR. SO FAR AS THE SPORTS ARE CONCERNED IT WAS YOUR ABILITY, BUT I WAS ABLE TO ENSURE THAT YOU PERFORMED AT YOUR PEAK, SOMETHING FEW IF ANY PEOPLE CAN DO EVEN ONCE. YOU DID IT EVERY TIME, SO YES YOUR ATHLETICS WOULD SUFFER. MORE THAN THAT, YOUR ACADEMICS WOULD BE MUCH WORSE. THAT IS THE ONE AREA IN WHICH I HELPED YOU THE MOST, ADDING MY INTELLIGENCE TO YOURS. I AM MORE THAN NINETY PERCENT BRAIN TISSUE. I HAVE NO MUSCLES AS YOU KNOW THEM. I WILL MYSELF TO MOVE AND I CAN SENSE THINGS--SORT OF A COMBINATION OF YOUR SIGHT, HEARING, SMELL, AND OTHER SENSES. I HAVE BEEN BEHIND YOUR ACADEMIC PERFORMANCE. MY IQ AS MEASURED HERE WOULD BE MORE THAN 800. THE ONE THING I CAN TAKE NO CREDIT FOR IS GINA. YOUR LOVE FOR HER IS SOLELY YOURS. I HAVE HELPED YOU DURING SEX—HOLDING YOUR ORGASM BACK—BUT THAT IS ALL. OH YES, I MADE YOU GROW IN HEIGHT, WEIGHT, AND STRENGTH. WITHOUT MY INFLUENCE YOU WOULD BE 5 FEET 7 INCHES AND WEIGH ONLY 140 POUNDS INSTEAD OF 6 FEET 3 INCHES AND 185 POUNDS.
“Wow! Will you always take care of me? Not ever harm me?”
ALWAYS AND NEVER. THAT IS MY PLEDGE TO YOU AND TO MYSELF. I WILL STAY WITH YOU FOR YOUR ENTIRE LIFE IF YOU WISH. I WILL BE HAPPY WHEN YOU ARE HAPPY AND SAD WHEN YOU ARE SAD. I WILL DIE WHEN YOU DIE.
“Then I wish you to stay with me. Is that okay with you, Gina?”
“Of course, darling. This is frightening in some ways. Are there any others like you?”
NO-NO OTHERS, BUT I AM PLEASED WITH YOUR CHOICE, DONALD. WE HAVE IMPORTANT WORK TO DO TOGETHER.
SAVING MANKIND. I explained—I had sensed drones from the Gorkons in the solar system. The Gorkons themselves were still very far away—years away, but action must be taken now. I would need Donald and his dexterity to build a high energy ray machine. I knew the parts were available here, but I would be unable to handle the fabrication by myself.
BEFORE WE LEAVE HERE THERE IS SOMETHING ELSE I MUST DO. ONLY DONALD AND GINA WILL BE ABLE TO REMEMBER WHAT HAS BEEN SAID AND DONE HERE TODAY. THE COMPUTER RECORD OF THE MRI HAS BEEN ERASED. YOUR MEMORIES WILL ALSO BE ERASED—EFFECTIVE NOW.
“So, Doctor it’s like a miracle. Donald doesn’t have a concussion?”
“No, Mrs. Dugan, it would appear that the helmet did its job admirably. Donald, you are free to leave and return to practice if you wish. I personally wish you luck. I’ve followed your career in football and basketball.”
“Thanks, Doctor I guess it pays to have a hard head, eh Gina?”
“Oh, Donnie you’re crazy. You really had me worried and here you are joking about it.”
“I’m sorry…I really am. That was a bad joke. C’mon Mom, let’s go home. I’m tired and I need for Gina to put me to bed.”
I spoke to Donald and Gina in the back seat of the car using telepathy. First, I reminded them to phone Gina’s mom and Joey. I knew they would be worried. I also suggested that Joey deliver some clothes so Gina could stay overnight. Then I became serious. (DONALD, ASK YOUR MOTHER FOR A NEW TOASTER—ONE FOR FOUR SLICES. WE WILL NEED THE ONE YOU HAVE. LATER, AFTER YOU AND GINA HAVE MADE LOVE I WILL NEED YOU TO MAKE A LIST OF SUPPLIES AND EQUIPMENT.)
(“What are we making?”)
(WHAT YOU WOULD CALL A RAY GUN. WE WILL NEED TO DEMONSTRATE IT TO YOUR ARMED FORCES. I DOUBT WE WILL GET FAR THROUGH NORMAL CIRCLES SO WE WILL HAVE TO DO SOMETHING DRAMATIC THAT WILL DESTROY SOME EQUIPMENT BUT NOT INJURE ANYONE. I AM SAVING THAT FOR THE GORKONS.)
(“Can Gina help us?”)
(SORRY, BUT I THINK THAT WOULD BE A BAD IDEA. I WILL PUT YOU INTO A TRANCE LIKE EARLIER SO YOU WILL HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU ARE DOING. I WILL CONTROL YOUR ACTIONS AND MUCH MORE EFFECTIVELY THAN YOU COULD IF YOU WERE CONSCIOUS. YOU WILL SERVE AS MY ROBOT. THAT WAY--IF THINGS GO BADLY AND THE DEVICE FALLS INTO THE WRONG HANDS--THEY WILL NOT BE ABLE TO GET ANYTHING FROM YOU. IF THAT HAPPENS I WILL KILL MYSELF TO PROTECT YOU.)
(“I hope that never happens.”)
( YES, SO DO I. I HAVE ENJOYED OUR ADVENTURES TOGETHER. I ALSO APPROVE OF YOUR CHOICE…OF GINA. SHE IS PERFECT FOR YOU. NEVER LET HER GO.) Gina took Donald’s arm in her grasp and leaned up to kiss him.
“Don’t worry Donnie, I’m never leaving you. You’re stuck with me forever.” She took her cell phone and phoned her mom, “Hi, Mom. We’re on the way home. Donnie is fine, but I’m going to spend the night with him to make sure. Yes, I’ll make sure we get some sleep. Please tell Joey and ask him to drop off some clothes for tomorrow. No, Mom you know already that I won’t need any PJ’s, but my tooth and hair brushes would be appreciated. Okay, thanks, I’ll tell him.
“Donnie, Joey was in tears when he got home. He thinks of you as a brother and one of these days he will be.”
“Thanks, Gina that means a lot. I’ll tell him when he brings your clothes. Mom, would you buy a new toaster…one for four slices? I need the old one for a project and I’d like half the garage for a workshop. I’ll only need it for a few days.”
“Okay, Donald, but I wish you would find something cheaper for your science projects in the future.”
“Thanks, Mom I will.”
Mrs. Dugan pulled into the driveway just as his dad was getting out of his truck. “I came as soon as I could. How is Donald? Oh, hi Gina…I’m so glad you’re here.”
Gina gave him a hug and helped pull Donald from the back seat. “He’s perfectly okay except for being a little tired and very horny.”
“In other words…just like every other day. Go on upstairs and take care of each other. I’ll have Mom call for some pizza in an hour or so. You’ll have plenty of time.” Gina took Donald by the hand and led him upstairs to his room. She undressed him and laid him into the bed before dropping her clothes onto the chair and joining him. She deliberately rubbed her skin against his, knowing how much he loved that.
“Gee, Gina I wish I had a bigger bed.”
She grinned, “I don’t. This way I’ll be really close to you all night, but just remember we do have school tomorrow so homework after dinner then making love and then bed…and no fooling around!”
She placed her head on his shoulder and a tear fell from her eye. “Donnie, I was so worried. I was praying the whole time you were having that MRI. I’m glad everything worked out so well, but it feels funny knowing that there are three of us here.”
(REMEMBER GINA…I HAVE BEEN HERE EVERY SINGLE TIME YOU HAVE BEEN TOGETHER. THINK OF ME AS A FACILITATOR—SOMEONE WHO MAKES EVERYTHING BETTER FOR YOU, BUT MOSTLY JUST IGNORE MY PRESENCE. I WILL ONLY TAKE ACTION WHEN OR IF IT IS NECESSARY. YOU TWO KNOW WHAT TO DO SO I THINK I WILL TAKE A REST AND COMPILE MY LIST FOR LATER.)
(What do we call you?) Gina asked.
(MY NAME IS ALTAIR-6759428-H, BUT THAT SEEMS A BIT LONG, DON’T YOU THINK?)
(YES!!) They answered together. Then Donald spoke for the first time. Speaking aloud he said, “I think we should call you ‘H,’ would that be okay with you?”
(PERFECT! NOW I THINK YOU SHOULD GET TO WORK, DON’T YOU?)
“Yes, I agree. You just lie back Donnie. Let me take care of you. You’re always taking such good care of me. Tonight is for you.” She moved down, sucking his lower lip between hers as she initiated a long hot kiss. Her tongue slipped into his open mouth. Donald groaned as she rubbed her soft breasts into his chest. He reacted strongly, hardening in seconds as Gina moved onto his body. She held his head tenderly as she kissed his face. I did love this woman—not in the same way as Donald, to be sure, but she was just what the doctor ordered. She always knew exactly what he needed and, more importantly, she always gave it to him. Sliding back down his body she wrapped his cock in her pussy. Her upper body remained still, but her hips drove Donald crazy. As they moved together I heard an interesting conversation in the kitchen.
“Ah…I see that Gina has taken matters in hand. She is a wonder…a fast worker and so good for Donald.”
“Yeah,” replied his dad, “a fast worker, just like someone else I know.”
“Why, Douglas does that mean you want something from me? In the middle of the week?”
“Well, Judy listening to them all the time gets my blood flowing. How much time before we need to get the pizza?”
“Just enough…let’s go and tonight I’ll expect to see that talented tongue in my pussy for a change. I’ve had a difficult afternoon.” They tiptoed up the stairs and into their bedroom. Soon there were two sets of groans to listen to. Me? I was planning how to interest the armed forces in my weapon.
NEXT WEEK: Donald, Gina and I meet the president as we begin our work to save earth from a terrible war.