I'm being sooo slow in updating but Reno 911 is so addicting (✖╭╮✖)

Chris was really hot.
She rose from the table and went over to the fridge to get the very water bottle I was planning on getting.
She was wearing her jeans tight, like a second skin along with chunky black sneakers.
"Hi."
"You are Malcolm, right?"
"Yeah"
She took off her pink studded sweater revealing a black shirt with a skull. It was also tight and showed off her small waist and big breasts.
I couldn't blame Reese.
But there was something about her that made me uneasy.
She came close to me and stretched out her hand. "I'm Christi. But I'm sure you already know that"
I heard a bit of a southern accent from her.
"Come. Sit."
She motioned for me to join her at the table.
"How are you and Reese getting along?" She tossed her long brown hair over her shoulders.
"Okay, I guess"
What was the question? And why did I feel like I was on trial?
It was hard to look up at her because she never broke eye contact and hardly blinked. Her big eyes were so dark they looked black.
"You guess?" She laughed, taking a sip of the water bottle. "Has Reese told you anything about me?"
"Not really."
"Such a careless little boy," she sighed, shaking her head. I got a whiff of her perfume. It smelled like an
over frosted cupcake.
Little?
"How old are you, if you don't mind me asking."
"Nineteen."
Whoa, I would have guessed sixteen.
"Oh, you look younger..."
"Yeah, I get that a lot. It's really annoying when I get carded when I buy cigarettes," she said rolling her eyes.
"How did you get inside?"
"I picked the lock," she answered, downing the rest of the water.
"Well, I got homework to do," I said, glad it wasn't a lie.
I headed to my room, leaving her behind. I know I was being a bad host, but there was something about her I didn't trust.
I pretended to do my homework for a while, until I heard Lois pull up at the house.
I came out of the room and Christi was still at the table.
Lois was the first to greet Christi.
"Christi" exclaimed Lois, hugging her.
"You still look as beautiful as ever," smiled Christi. "Reese, is that you? You've grown...a lot." She looked him up and down, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, you too..." said Reese. He totally checked her out, very subtly. I'm a guy I notice these things.
"Were you alone with Malcolm, the whole time," asked Lois.
"Yeah, but I was doing my homework," I offered.
I felt some tension.
I looked over at Reese, but he was avoiding my eyes.
"So, tell us how it's been going for you," said Lois to Christi.
They spent a while talking about how Christi had her life so put together now and it sickened me. She wasn't that great. Lois and Reese were eating out of the palm of her hand.
Once my dad came home he met Christi, which he seemed very charmed with.

After dinner Christi said she wanted to treat the family to dessert. She offered to buy us all an ice cream cone at the new themed ice cream place:
'The Jitterin' Hoedown old timey ice cream parlor'.
I heard the ice cream was really good though.
I said I had homework to do. Reese followed me into the room.
"Stop being such a girl."
"If you want to go so bad with her then go, no one is stopping you."
"So that's what this is about? You're jealous?"
Duh!
"No, I don't care what you do!"
"Are you sure you don't want to come," asked Christi, leaning against the door frame.
"No, I'm sure," I replied as politely as I could.
"So, what? Are you going to avoid me from now on," he asked when Christi left.
I turned my back to him and he left eventually.

When they came back dad came to the room with a cone in the shape of a cowboy hat filled with blue ice cream. "Malcolm, you should have come! It was awesome. There was a cowboy and the ice cream is so good!" He shoved a spoonful into his mouth.
"At least let me try some."
"You should have gone!" My dad left cackling, shoveling down the rest of the ice cream.
Christi appeared again, around the door frame. "Hey, Malcolm, we're going to watch a scary movie. You wanna join us?" She smiled and her gums and teeth were red, probably from ice cream.
"No…thanks."
"Okay." She left.
Then it was Reese's turn to ask.
"Are you sure you don't want to come watch the movie?"
"No," I said as viciously as possible.

When I finally finished my homework, which was very half-assed, I went to take a shower.
I usually used the time in the shower to jerk-off, but I didn't feel like it today.

By the time I got out of the shower, everyone was going to bed.
The bedding arrangements were for Christi to sleep on the couch.

Reese was already in bed.
I turned on the desk lamp and opened the novel we were supposed to read in class.
"Turn off the light," complained Reese.
"I'm reading. Some of us actually plan to do something with our lives, you know."
"I don't care. Turn it off."
"No!"
"Will you stop being mad at me? I didn't do anything wrong! I don't know why you're mad."
"I'm not mad." I wasn't mad. I just had to read.
Reese harrumphed and pulled the blankets over his head.

The novel wasn't boring so I got into it. I had advanced three chapters, when I got thirsty.
I thought Reese might have fallen asleep by now, but I heard him sigh dramatically and toss around so I guess he wasn't.
I sneaked out of my room and saw Christi at the front door, securing her hair back with a rubber band.
"Christi," I whispered.
"Hey, Malcolm. Shouldn't you be in bed?"
"Well, yeah but I just wanted to get something to drink. What are you doing?"
"I was just leaving." She picked up a black backpack with faded pink hearts.
"You're leaving?"
"Yeah. I didn't mean to stay for too long anyways. I just wanted to say hi to Aunt Lois and Reese. I missed them."
It seemed pretty shady leaving in the middle of the night.
"Was never too big on goodbyes," she interjected as if she read my thoughts. "Besides, I know Aunt Lois isn't too fond of me." She looked down and tucked a strand from her bangs behind her ear. "But I'm sure you know all about that."
I shook my head. "No."
"Do you want to know what happened?"
Yes!
I nodded.
"Aunt Lois took me in for a while when I turned eighteen. And Reese started to want to always hang around with me. I guess it was just like having an older sibling you look up to. But then it turned out not to be like that at all. I think Reese started to have a crush on me. He asked me to be his girlfriend, and him being younger than me, I thought it was cute, so I agreed. He would ask me out on dates, which I drove us to, but nothing ever happened. Until one day, Reese asked me for a kiss. I thought one kiss was okay, but then I started to like Reese. We did some stuff..."
"What stuff?" I didn't mean to interrupt her but what is it with people and subtlety?
"We had sex."
Oh my G-
She looked down at her shoes. "I know what you must think of me. But I did like Reese. And Reese always seemed older. Well, one time Lois walked in on us. You can guess what happened."
I nodded, dumbfounded.
"I don't know what that was all about, earlier, but I know Reese can act out sometimes. Just be patient with him. You're the first friend I've seen him have in years. I think he might actually like you."
You have no idea.
"But it's getting late. So I'll see you around Malcolm." She smiled and opened the door and quietly slipped out.

I felt kind of relieved and weirded out at the same time. It was like she was a ghost or something that just disappeared into the night. I got my glass of water and noticed a fork on the floor. I picked it up and put it on the counter.
With Christi gone I felt the tension melt away.
I guess that really answered my question about Reese being a virgin. But there is no point in being mad about the past. Maybe I was overreacting to the whole situation.
Maybe.

I padded back into the room and crawled under the covers with Reese.
"Reese."
Reese pulled the blanket taught over his shoulder and faced away from me.
He refused to move so I pushed him down on his back and got in top of him, holding him down by his shoulders.
"Stop it."
"No. Not until we talk."
"Fine!"
"Have you been hanging out with Christi to get back at me for the thing with Sara?"
"What thing? No!"
Okay?
"Do you still like Christi?" I meant to sound threatening, but it actually came out like a doubtful query.
Reese looked up at me. "No. I swear. We're just friends."
"What did you do with Christi?" This was my chance to see if he would lie to me. For some reason I thought he would.
"Nothing. We were here the whole time."
"I meant back then."
"Oh. We had sex." Reese looked morose as he said it. "I'm sorry"
I did appreciate the apology.
"Reese, you idiot. You don't have to apologize."
"So you're not mad about Christi?"
I shook my head.
"Then why did you make such a big deal out of it?"
"Well, you were acting all weird..."
"What do you mean?"
"Well what about the last two nights? You didn't try anything"
I felt inane for being so persistent.
"Well yesterday my head hurt. And the night before, I was tired."
"Teenage boys don't get tired!"
"I was." Reese got up on his elbows. "Dude, you think about everything too much. Just calm down, and turn off your brain."
I tried to think about how that was probably impossible.
"But, you're right!" Reese smiled and I knew what that look meant. "You owe me for two nights."
"I owe you?"
"Yeah, I figured we'd be at at least third base by now, so we have a lot of catching up to do."
How do you figure that?
Reese grabbed my ass and I couldn't help letting a yelp out. He sat up and moved his hands up to my shirt and tugged it up off over my head. He wrapped his arms around me and started licking one of my nipples.
Fuck, cuz it felt good. And fuck, cuz he always ended up shutting me up.
"Wait, Reese." I tried to push his head back but failed.
"No. I'm not waiting anymore." Reese pulled me down to meet my lips with his own.
He moved his hands back down to my ass and rocked my hips against his own.
I was getting hard and I could feel that he already was.
Reese flipped us over and straddled me, before taking off his own shirt.
He leaned down towards me on his forearms as he parted my thighs with his knees.
I let him, growing more aroused from his brash actions. When he was resting between my legs he reached down and rubbed me through my boxers.
I really did hate myself for being so susceptible.
I groaned and tried to hug him closer with my legs.
"You know how hot you look like this?"
I couldn't answer as Reese cupped my balls.
"I could probably do whatever I want, right now..." He moved inside my boxers and grabbed the base of my cock.
I gasped, arching off the bed, letting my mouth fall open.
He pressed a kiss to the corner of my mouth as he started pumping his fist around my cock.
"Huh. Malcolm? What would you do if I just fucked you, right now?"
His fist was hot and tight and I wasn't listening very well anymore.
"Come for me, Malcolm," he whispered, wickedly.
I felt really embarrassed being so pliant, but I was so close.
He was looking into my eyes and it made me self-conscious.
As my climax approached, I closed my eyes. I felt my mouth fall open as I groaned.
I could hear Reese painting next to me, working his hand to pump every drop of cum.
I opened my eyes as Reese retracted his hand from my boxers, covered in cum.
"Try it," he urged, shoving his coated fingers at me.
"Eww no." I pushed his hand away.
He laughed and wiped his fingers on the sheets.
Oh yeah, Reese didn't come.
"Here. Let me," I offered, reaching for his boxers.
"You don't have to."
"I don't mind," I lied. Truth is I don't think I'll be good enough at giving a hand job.
"Okay." He rolled over off of me and pulled back the waistband of his boxers, guiding my hand down them.
I've done it to myself so it can't be that hard.
I started moving my fist up and down the same way he did.
We were both on our sides now and he scooted closer.
I tried to go faster but the angle was hard. He wasn't making any noise, so I assumed he didn't like it.
I was getting frustrated. "Sorry, I'm no good at this," I said, removing my hand.
"You were doing fine."
Fine? Just fine?!
"It's okay. C'mere." He hooked an arm around my neck to pull me closer, and then he got on top of me, on all fours.
"Kiss me," he instructed.
He pulled his boxers off with one hand and starting jerking himself off.
I got up on my elbows to kiss him, but soon he was gritting his teeth, so I kissed his jaw and down his neck persistently.
"Fuck." He sped up his hand. "I'm close. Can I come on you?"
I nodded, pressing another kiss to his lips.
He shoved me down on the bed, as he climbed up my body until his knees were on either side of my hips.
He was so close, I could smell his arousal. His cock was leaking pre-cum down my belly button.
He leaned down momentarily to kiss me.
"Malcolm," he whined, looking back down at me. Then he started coming, all over my chest, letting his
head fall back.
I felt the thick ropes of hot cum spill all over my chest.
He removed his hand from himself, looking down at me and smiling.
"What?"
"Nothing. It just feels good," he said laughing his creepy little laugh.
"I need to clean up," I said.
His cum was cooling on my stomach and it felt gross.
"Here." He reached down and pulled up one of my t-shirts, wiping my chest with it.
"Hey! That's my shirt!"
"Big deal."
He tossed the crusty shirt to the corner of the room.
"Stop using my clothes as a personal rag."
"Okay, I'll stop."
I knew his was lying, but I was too tired to argue.
He lied down next to me, pulling the blankets over both of us.
"Night," he said smiling with his eyes closed.
He was so smug. I hated that!
He opened his eyes when I didn't say anything. "Aren't you going to say it back?"
I rolled my eyes, which I didn't know if he saw due to the lack of bright light.
"He looked at me, expectantly.
"Goodnight," I said with annoyance in my voice.
"Good boy," he taunted. I meant to to roll my eyes again, but he surprised me by pinching my ass and kissing my protests away.
"Hey let's go get ice cream, tomorrow." I really wanted to try that ice cream.
"Okay. It'll be a date."
"A date?"
"Yeah, and that means you put out afterwards."
"No it doesn't."
"We'll see about that."
He turned on his side and closed his eyes, pulling the blankets over his shoulders, signifying he was going to sleep.
I did the same.

I gave Christi a hasty exit because I changed my mind about having her around and that's why I struggled to write this chapter- ┐(￣д￣;)┌
Next chapter: date at the Jitterin' Hoedown old timey ice cream parlor.
Lmao