Race Weekend

This is a “prequel” to my story “College Girls,” posted on this site some time ago. The two young men in that tale, Dan and Tom, were juniors in college. This narrative begins near the end of their sophomore year. It isn’t necessary to read one to understand the other. Just like “College Girls,” this has no redeeming social value.

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The college I went to was in a small, backward town. There were six churches and one bar. Almost every night, that bar was packed with college kids, most of whom were too young to be there. It helped that the bar owner was the town sheriff’s brother.

We were at our usual table – me and my drinking buddies, Tom and Jack. We were talking about what we would do over the summer after our sophomore year of college.

“C’mon, guys, it’ll be great,” I said. “We watch racing on TV. We like to party. The cars are awesome. Imagine forty cars roaring past you on the back straight and then belching flames when they downshift for the hairpin turn! There’s crazy amounts of hot pussy. Everybody gets stupid drunk, and the lucky ones fuck their brains out all night. Can you get the tent, Tom?”

“The tent’s no problem,” Tom said as he re-filled our mugs. “Even if it’s just a camping trip, I’m in.”

I said, “We’ll drive up Friday, party all night, maybe sleep a little, maybe not, drink breakfast, and go to the track. There’s racing on Saturday and Sunday, and we go home Monday. We’re not paying for grandstand seats. There are plenty of places on hills and on the edge of the woods where you can watch, and thousands of people partying and smokin’ hot chicks everywhere.”

“Yeah, with their boyfriends,” Jack said. “I can go to the mall if I want to see that.”

“Wrong, oh serious one,” I said. “When I was there two years ago, there were girls all over the place flashing their tits and running from one party to the next. I even saw some chick riding a guy in the grass right next to the dirt road everyone walks on, in the middle of the afternoon. At night, there were all kinds of girls getting naked and hooking up with guys.”

“How much pussy did you get?” Tom asked.

“Um…, well…, none. But I wasn’t trying. Hell, I was only eighteen then.”

“Why would it be different this time?” Jack smirked.

“This girl I hung out with in high school called me this afternoon. She’s a friend-with-benefits,” I said.

“Probably ugly,” Tom said.

I ignored him. “She wants to get together and party some time this summer. She has three girlfriends she hangs with in college, and they’re all single. She wondered if I had any buddies that we could plan some crazy weekend with.”

“Desperate, or just pathetic, if she fucked you,” Jack said, downing a few swallows of his beer. “I bet her friends are real gems, too.”

“Check it out. She sent me this.” I handed my phone to Tom.

“Holy shit! Nice tits on the Asian chick! Which one is yours?” Tom exclaimed.

“Give me that!” Jack said, grabbing the phone. He started to grin when he saw the picture of Tina and her friends posing topless in skinny jeans.

I said, “The girl with the light brown hair standing cheek-to-cheek with the Asian hottie is Tina. She’s the one I went to school with. I don’t know the others.”

“I’d like to know all of them, in the Biblical sense. You please me, young Daniel. I am definitely doing this if you can get them to come,” Jack said.

“How did she talk her friends into stripping and sending your their picture?” Tom asked, licking his lips.

“Tina’s a marketing major. I guess she’s a pretty good salesperson.”

“I’m buying,” Jack said.

“Tina and her friends are excited about the racing, the camping. and the partying. I said I’d call tomorrow and tell her if I’m bringing you guys.”

“How big is the tent?” Jack asked.

Tom smiled. “Six-man army surplus. It’s nice. Great party tent, but a little tight sleeping seven.”

“Are you kidding?” I exclaimed. “With four girls, we can each have one snuggled on both sides of us. That sounds all right to me.”

“How are the girl’s getting there?” Tom asked.

“Tina’s borrowing a van – plenty of room for four girls and their junk. Tina’s a big partier. She says they all are. They’ll bring whatever refreshments they want.”

“Cut to the chase,” Jack said. “Will I get laid?”

“Let me put it this way. When we were in high school, Tina wasn’t a girl you took home to Mom, especially if you weren’t sure you could trust Dad,” I replied. “Now she says her new friends have corrupted her. They’re naked in the next picture.”

Jack touched the button and got a very evil smile on his face. “I just decided I’m into butt-sex. Check out the ass on the blond, Tom.”

“And the Asian chick shaves! Let’s do this,” Tom said, raising his mug in a toast.

The big weekend finally came. I drove to Tom’s house and loaded up his stuff. Then we went to Jack’s place and got him. We looked like we were packed for a month-long safari with all our junk tied on the roof and the trunk, but that was so we would have room inside the car for beer.

I was the only one who was comfortable. I talked the guys out of putting a case of beer on the floor on my side, since I was driving. Tom sat in front with his feet up on two cases. We had beer on the floor on one side and food on the other in the back, so Jack lay across my tiny back seat, a sleeping bag for a pillow and two cases of beer under his legs.

When we pulled into the gas station near the campground, I heard a familiar voice.

“Dan? Dan! That IS your car under all that stuff!”

Tina was jogging across the parking lot toward me. When she doesn’t wear a bra, that’s a very pretty sight.

“God, it’s good to see you!” Tina squealed.

She jumped onto me, wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my ass. When she broke our kiss, I put her down and said, “We’re going to have some fun this weekend, baby.”

“Let’s get to the campsite. I’ll show you fun,” Tina said with a naughty smile.

“We’re all sharing one tent, you know,” I said.

“My friends won’t mind. Oh, that reminds me. Miyoko couldn’t come. You know, the Japanese girl who lived across the hall from me?”

“Oh, that sucks.”

“Don’t worry, I found a substitute,” Tina said. “There’s still four girls and three guys, so you boys should all have fun. My roommate, Haley, brought her little sister, Sonja. You’ll like her.”

She turned to the van and yelled, “Girls, come and meet our camping partners.”

A blond, a brunette, and a ginger got out of Tina’s van. I could hear a low whistle coming from one of my boys in the car. No wonder. All three girls were as hot as Tina.

“Tom, Jack,” I said. “Get your asses out of the car and greet our tent-mates.” Tom hopped out, but he had to help Jack crawl out of the back, because his feet had fallen asleep.

“Boys, I’m Tina, and this is my roommate Haley,” Tina said, putting her arm around the waist of the luscious-looking blond. “This is her sister, Sonja,” she said, indicating the equally luscious-looking ginger-haired girl, “and that’s Marcy,” pointing at the leggy brunette.

Damn. If these chicks were as wild as Tina, we were going to have a very good time. “I’m Dan, this is my buddy Tom, and the crippled one over there is Jack.”

“Fuck you, Dan, you try riding side-saddle for five hours in the back of your little shitwagon, with two cases of beer for a footrest. I don’t know if I’ll ever be the same,” Jack grumbled.

“Dan, how could you do that to him?” Tina exclaimed.

“Someone was going to suffer in my back seat, and I figured Jack wouldn’t piss and moan the whole time like Tom would, so I put Jack back there. He’ll be OK. He never smiles anyway,” I said.

Tina frowned for a moment. Suddenly, her facial expression changed. Uh oh. Tina just had a very naughty thought.

“You poor boy,” she said, slinking over to Jack. That strutting-her-stuff walk is why you can’t take her home to meet your parents.

“I bet my friends can make you forget all about your aches and pains,” she said to Jack.

“Give me the keys,” Haley said. “I’ll bring the van over here.”

“How far to the campground?” Marcy asked while we waited.

“About half an hour to the gate, if we don’t wind up in a long line,” I answered.

Tina smirked at her friends. “Can you girls make Jack feel better in that time?”

“I’ll do my part,” Marcy said, unbuttoning her shirt almost down to her navel.

“You know, I’m pretty stiff myself from riding with my feet on the dashboard,” Tom complained.

“I’m sure someone can take away that stiffness by the time we get to the campground. Why don’t you ride with us?” Tina asked.

Sonja said, “I’ll go with you, Dan. We can learn a little about each other. Can you move the beer into the back seat so I have room to get comfortable?”

While I made room for Sonja, the rest of the gang folded seats and moved stuff in the van. Tom glanced over at me and gave me a goofy grin and a thumbs-up. Then Marcy pushed him into the van, where Haley knelt, topless. Marcy turned toward us, opened her shirt the rest of the way, and pinched her nipples. Then she climbed into the van and shut the door. Tina yelled out the window, “We’ll follow you.”

“Let’s go,” Sonja said, settling into my passenger’s seat.

I quickly got in my car and pulled onto the road leading to the campground. Tina was right behind me.

“How far do we have to go?” Sonja asked.

“If traffic is like it was the last time, about half an hour. The people I met up here said, if you don’t get to that gas station by six pm, you’re gonna be stuck in a traffic jam that makes it a three-hour wait to get through the gates. By that time, the best campsites are gone.”

Sonja turned in her seat, tucking her legs under her and leaning a hand on the console, allowing me a nice view of her upper chest. “Do you know where you want to camp?”

“Same place I did last time. There were cool people all around. We all wandered from tent to tent, and there was a huge campfire at one guy’s site. A bunch of people I talked to said they’d been coming here for years, and swore they’d never miss one of these weekends. It got pretty crazy, but no one got really stupid. We all just had a great fuckin’ time.”

“Will I get in trouble for drinking? I’m only eighteen,” Sonja said.

“There’s security in case there’s a fight or drama, or if someone gets sick or hurt, but they leave the partying alone. Hell, I saw one security guy getting a blowjob from some girl. He must have been over fifty, and she looked like she might have still been in high school,” I said.

“Does anyone get naked outside?” Sonja asked.

“Well, yeah. Someone got the idea of having a wet t-shirt contest, so they put two pick-up trucks back to back with their tailgates open. That made a platform big enough for eight girls to dance and get ice water thrown on them. There were a bunch of people naked before I finally crashed around five in the morning,” I said.

“I love being nude. You know a fantasy of mine?” Sonja asked. “I’d like to walk around nude in public in broad daylight. I think it would be cool to have sex in public, too. Maybe I could do that this weekend.”

“You could, I guess. I’d watch that,” I laughed.

“Oh,” Sonja said, an exaggerated pout on her face. “I thought maybe you’d want to join in.”

“I might get talked into it,” I said.

“I’ll give you a preview,” Sonja said.