Always Bring Along Your Little Sister - Part 7
#7 of Always Bring Along Your Little Sister
It was all Eric could do to maintain his composure. He kept staring up at the clock; watching the red arm slowly ticking, ticking, ticking. It passed the number one and he could feel the beads of sweat forming on his forehead. He gritted his teeth, frantically tapping his pen on the top of his desk. His heart beat faster, faster, faster! His breathing became heavier, more eratic, he couldn't take it anymore!
"For Pete's Sake, Mr. Larson!" yelled Mr. Hopkins, giving the young lion a nasty scowl. "You've only got thirty more seconds until school's out. I think you'll be able to survive until then!"
"Sorry, Mr. Hopkins," said Eric, hearing the laughter of his classmates.
RING!
Finally, school was out! But this wasn't just some ordinary Friday afternoon. No, this had been the week that Eric had been looking forward to for some time. After the long, cold winter they'd endured, the annoying standardized tests that everyone had to take each year, Spring Break was finally here!
Eric ran out of the class room into the hordes of students rushing to get out of the school and head towards a week of no school and no homework. The young lion stopped only briefly, seeing his best friend Perry at his locker. The panther was busy getting some box out of his locker as Eric tugged at his shirt.
"Come on, Perry!" urged the lion. "Let's get going!"
"I'm hurrying," snapped the panther. "Jesus fucking Christ!"
Eric watched as Perry slammed his locker door shut and the two were off. Once outside, they scouted around, trying to find Lars' car in the vast school parking lot. Eric had to put a paw above his eyes to keep from being blinded by the sunlight that was shining towards them, all the while the sound of diesel engines from the school buses rattled away.
"There he is!" said Perry, pointing over to the left of their position.
Eric and Perry ran passed the students who were finding their buses or their parent's car to get to Lars. Even before they opened any of the doors, they could hear the loud, music blasting from Lars car stereo. Opening the door, the two felt like they might be knocked over by the sound waves exploding from inside.
"Holy shit!" screamed Eric. "Could you turn that down a little, Lars?"
Lars, who hadn't taken any notice of them until that point, swiftly put his paw on the stereo's volume dial, turning it down to a fraction of what it just was. He grinned at the younger felines.
"Sorry, little dudes. Guess I got lost in the music, huh?"
"Whatever you say!" laughed Eric as he and Perry climbed in the back seat of Lars car. Readjusting his rear view mirror, Lars wasted no time in screaching out of the parking lot; much to Eric and Perry's approval. The day had been gorgeous, and all three beasts chose to roll down the windows and feel the warm spring air rush in with a thunderous roar. The feeling was incredible to Lars and Eric, with the younger lion feeling the air rush through his now fully grown mane for the very first time. Eric couldn't resist sticking his head out of the window and shouting from the excitement. The experience was short lived, as he felt the large paw of Lars grabbing hold of his leg. The younger lion put his head back inside as Lars ordered all the windows up.
"Not too fucking bright, little bro!" said the older lion.
"What?" said Eric innocently. "I was just having a good time!"
"Yeah, and your good time will turn into me getting a ticket if some county cop sees your furry melon sticking out of my car!"
Eric folded his arms and pouted. "You're no fun, Lars."
"Keep whining," warned the older lion. "And I won't take you and Perry over to Talia's and Tasha's!
Hearing this warning, Perry sent his friend a hard elbow to the ribs. "Don't fuck this up Eric! It's spring break, and I want to get some!"
"Oh, shut up, Perry," growled Eric. "Lars is full of shit. There's no way he'd deprive his little brother of getting some pussy; would you Lars!"
With his left paw still on the steering wheel, the older lion turned around to address his brother. "If you do anything stupid again like sticking your head out the window I won't!"
Eric sighed. "Fine. I'll behave myself," he said, but wasn't finished. "You know, you've turned into a real grouchy ass since you found out you're getting accepted to MIT!"
"Gotta be on my best behavior, Eric. Getting a ticket could complicate my scholarship, and trust me, you don't want to have to pay my tuition!"
"How bad could it be?" asked Perry.
"Let me put it to you this way, Perry. If you plan on going to MIT, you better have rich parents, get a scholarship, get student loans, or learn to act in gay porn to pay the tuition!"
"Gross!" shouted the black feline. "I'm not sucking any dicks!"
"No one said you had to," added Eric.
"Good!" said Perry.
"You're the type that would take it up the ass anyway," joked Eric, causing Lars to laugh hysterically.
"Fuck you, Eric," growled the panther. "Why am I friends with you anyway?"
"Because I let you fuck Tasha and Tracey," stated the lion.
"Oh yeah," Perry said. "Looking forward to that today!"
Luckily for everyone at Talia's home, there were no adults present. After the harrowing experience of being held captive and later chased down by serial killers, all the adults had decided that it was best to let the kids use one of their homes for when they got together. This was music to his ears. No longer would he be forced to make up lies or try and plan out when everyone could get together. Best of all, there would be no more breaking into filthy, disgusting old houses that were being occupied by serial killers just to have sex. There was no reason to have to hide anything.
"I thought school was never going to end today!" groaned Eric as he and his group was sitting out in the living room watching television. Lars and Talia had decided to go to another friend's house for a party. Eric surmised that the couple would most likely be doing some partner swapping before the night was over.
"I know what you mean," agreed Chastity. "It's always like that before vacation."
"Gonna be even worse on the last day of school," added Tasha. "Every single year it's the same thing!"
"Yeah, and every year we do the same thing in class," contributed Tracey. "We don't have any more school work, so all we do is play stupid games and eat snacks."
"What's bad about that?" asked Eric.
"I could do that at home," answered Tracey. "I think this year I'm going to skip the last day of school."
"Really?" inquired Chelsea. "Won't your mom and dad get upset?"
"Nah," said Tracey dismissively. "I'll just tell them that I'm not feeling well."
"Jesus," said Perry, shaking his head. "If you're gonna skip a day of school, why not skip a day that really sucks? Like when they serve salmon in the cafeteria. Yuck!"
"I like salmon," said Eric.
"So do I," admitted Perry. "But there salmon tastes like shit!"
"I wasn't aware that you were such an expert on eating shit, Perry," teased Eric. All the girls laughed, making Perry glare irritably at his best friend.
"What's with you today?" asked Perry. "You keep picking on me!"
"I'm sorry," said Eric. "I forget, you're an only child, so you don't know what it's like to have a sibling pick on you."
"Ah, it's alright," said Perry. "I guess I'm a little sensitive at times."
As Eric and Perry were busy apologizing, Chastity had taken notice of the newspaper lying on the coffee table. Getting it into her paws, she saw the front page article and her interest was instantly piqued.
"Hey, you guys! Look at this!" she said, pointing at the newspaper in her paws.
"What?" asked Perry.
"It says here that the city is going to open the memorial up this weekend!" exclaimed Chastity.
"You mean the memorial for the victims of those two wolves?" asked Tracey, her voice quivering slightly.
"That's right," said Chastity.
Perry and Eric looked at each other seriously. Though everyone present had been terrified at what happened that night, the girls had been lucky enough to slip out of the house undetected by either Marv or Sean and run for help. Eric and Perry had endured the worst part of it, having the wolf brothers hold them at gun point, threaten them with death, and even shoot at them when they were making their getaway. After that night, the police and federal investigators had closed off the area to begin a thorough investigation, finding fifteen victims buried in the backyard, as well as torture devices, and home made movies in the basement of the house. Eric and Perry's parents had to take the boys out of school for several weeks and get there assignments over the internet for fear that the media would try and harass them if they were out in public. It had now been five months since the night of those horrible, unforgettable events, but there was still the occasional phone call or message asking Eric for an interview. The adults were just glad that, with the deaths of Marv and Sean Mortenson during a gun battle with the police, there would be no trial to subject the children to.
"You wanna go see that, Perry?" asked Eric.
"You serious?" asked a confused Perry.
"I am. I mean . . . I know it will be hard to go back there, but I think we need to pay our respects to the victims, especially Tyrone."
"Especially Tyrone?" repeated Perry. "After what he did to you?"
"After what THEY did to him . . . I think I can overlook how he treated me. No one deserves to die like that. No one."
Perry mulled over the idea, scratching at his head before sighing. "Okay, I'll go with you, Eric."
"Thanks," said the lion, slapping the panther on the back.
"Let's not all get depressed," said Tasha. "Remember why we're here!"
Eric and Perry grinned at each other. They could never forget why they were really there!
With Tasha's parents out of the house, the group made the unprecedented decision of having their party in a single bed. Normally this wouldn't have been logistically possible, but Tasha's parents had a "King Plus" size bed that could easily accommodate everyone participating. Eric and Perry took the liberty of stripping the bed of all but the pillows and mattress cover. They didn't want anything getting in the way of their fun.
"I wanna try something different tonight," said Perry.
"Okay," said Eric, who then poked his friend in the chest playfully. "I guess you really wanna suck some dick after all!"
Perry shoved the lion, but didn't take the joke seriously, even when the girls laughed at it. "No, I was thinking that tonight I'd like Tracey and Chelsea with me, and you get Chastity and Tasha. Sound good?"
"Fine by me," said Eric. "You girls okay with that?"
"Sure," said Tasha as she put her paws around Chastity's waste. "How about the two of us put on a little show for you, hmmm?"
"I would greatly appreciate that," said Eric, grinning devilishly.
All six felines stripped until they were as naked as the day they were born. Climbing into bed, they soon realized that they would have no trouble navigating around the large surface; even with six of them. Eric, with his hardening cock in paw, watched as the naked forms of Chastity and Tasha were pushed together. Eric couldn't take his eyes away or even blink, lest he miss a second of the girl on girl action that was about to unfold before him. Tasha, the larger female, wrapped her arms around Chastity, moving her paws down to the spotted feline's rump and squeezed at it. The female cheetah whimpered at the touch, whispering for Tasha to give her more. Delighted, the tigress licked at the spotted feline's face, making Chastity whimper even harder. The spotted feline rolled on her back, wanting Tasha to dominate her. Spreading the cheetah's legs apart, Tasha buried her entire face into Chastity's crotch, lapping at the folds of her pussy and causing the spotted one to squirm and moan even harder. Unable to stand his position as a mere spectator, Eric made the bold move to go over to Chastity and offer her something.
"Open up, spotted kitty!" he said, getting his cock only inches from her face.
Chastity happily opened her mouth, letting the aroused lion penis penetrate her mouth. Closing her eyes, she sucked upon it like a cub nursing at a mother's teet. Eric steadied himself on the mattress; being driven wild by the excellent movement of the cheetah's tongue.
Perry wasn't regretting his choice to have a tigress/cheetah duo pleasure him that night either. Lying on his back, he propped his head up with the pillows and found Tasha's pussy directly in front of him. Licking his lips, he dove in, giving the tigress a servicing she would not soon forget. She gripped her paws into the mattress as she felt herself getting light headed from what Perry was doing to her. The black feline seemed to have an uncanny knack for finding the most sensitive, pleasurable spots of her genitalia! He stopped licking only momentarily, seeing his spotted girlfriend Chelsea going down on him. Out of both of his girls, Perry knew which was best at slobbing his knob, and that would be the one who was presently working on it! Chelsea bobbed her head up and down on the thick, feline meat in her mouth, occasionally feeling a slight trickle of precum leaking from the tip. He'd been horny all afternoon, thinking about this very moment, and it sent him over the age. His mouth crammed full of pussy, he hissed and snarled as he shot his load into the willing cheetah's maw. Chelsea was used to it, and never even coughed; amazing to the black cat, who was fully cognizant of the massive load he had just unleashed into her.
"Gonna be able to shoot a second one?" asked Eric, who had already shot his load into Chastity's mouth and was now busy taking Tasha missionary style.
"I'm going to outdo you tonight, Eric!" boasted the panther.
"Whatever!" said the lion as he fucked away at Tasha.
"You know that box I just had to get from my locker?" asked Perry.
"What about it?" Eric shot back.
"That's something I've been taking to increase my seminal production," admitted the panther.
Eric suddenly stopped fucking Tasha. "You're kidding me!"
"Nope," said Perry. "Been taking it for a week and I'm ready to put you to shame!"
"You're on!" shouted Eric.
Eric, the king of multiple orgasms in his little group couldn't believe what happened to him that night. Try as he might, he couldn't keep up with the stamina of Perry. The panther seemed to have endless, unlimited energy, as well as endless, unlimited semen! Two hours after they had all gotten into the bed together, like a boxer who couldn't answer the bell at the start of the next round, Eric admitted defeat.
"I . . . did . . . it!" panted Perry, wondering if his testicles would ever produce seminal fluid again.
"You're . . . the man . . . Perry!" said Eric, his breathing labored.
"How do you think WE feel?" asked Tasha, giving Eric a shove. "I don't think my vagina will ever be the same again!"
"Mine won't either!" moaned Chastity.
Even as they lie in bed, completely exhausted, Eric managed to look over at his best friend and say. "Guess we need to get some more girls in here, huh?"
"Yep," said Perry. The lion and panther were quickly met with the paws of all four girls swatting them on their asses.
That next Monday, Lars took Eric and Perry down the long, narrow gravel driveway they had walked down in the dark all those months ago. There would be no joking, no poking fun at each other on this trip. This was a solemn, serious occasion and neither Eric nor Perry needed reminded of that.
At the end of the gravel driveway, Lars stopped the car and everyone exited the vehicle. Gone was the old, decrepit Victorian house that had seen such horrible, unspeakable acts of cruelty. In its place was a large stone wall, showing the names and biographical information of all the known victims of Marvin and Sean Mortenson.
"I'm not scared like I thought I'd be," said Eric to his older brother.
"No reason to be scared, little bro," said Lars, putting a paw on his younger brother's shoulder. "This should be a place to celebrate the lives of the victims, not be a shrine for their murderers."
In addition to the large stone wall, there were fifteen individual tombstones in a plot beside the wall, though none of the victims' remains were laid to rest there. Eric and Perry walked over to the one tombstone they had come specifically for. The two felines knelt down, reading the inscription that had been etched into the surface.
"In Loving Memory of Tyrone Leonard Jenkins, 2003-2016," said Perry.
"These are for you," said Eric, feeling a tear roll down his face as he placed a flower arrangement next to the tombstone. "I hope you've found the peace in the next life that you couldn't find in this one."
Lars went over to the two friends, seeing Eric sniffling, he reached down and put his paw on the younger lion's shoulder. "Come on, little bro. Let's go home."