The smutfest continues. It's like a saga but less classy.
The basement buzzed with excitement. The boys and Max were crowded around the D&D table looking at a map that Mike had spread out while they waited for El to arrive. They'd be leaving early the next morning on their way to Illinois to go rafting. After learning a week earlier that both Max and Lucas had bought backpacks, citing peer pressure from Mike and El, they had changed their plans slightly to include some hiking. Dustin was going to use El's old backpack since she'd gotten a new one and Will was using one that Jonathan had left at home, having purchased it so he could do nature photography and then deciding that wasn't what he wanted to photograph.
"The white water part is a stretch of nine and a half miles," Mike said, pointing at the map. "I talked to the guy that runs the rental place and told him that we wanted to camp too. He said that the white water section doesn't really have anywhere suitable for camping but that Matthiessen State Park, where the end point of our trip will be, has some great camping areas and trails. He said we wouldn't want our packs and stuff in the raft with us anyway because there wouldn't be room. We can do the rapids tomorrow and then find a camping spot tomorrow night. Then we can hike a trail the next day. He said there are a couple of nice waterfalls and we could go swimming. We can stay until we're ready to come home or until we run out of food."
"I have all the stuff you said to bring," Dustin said. "Is El's old backpack already here so I can load my things into it?"
"It's over there next to mine. It used to be Hopper's," Mike said. Dustin found it and started putting his clothes and sleeping bag inside.
"Where is El anyway?" Max asked.
As though she'd been summoned, El appeared on the stairs, gracefully descending them. She was smiling triumphantly and heading straight for Mike.
"Hop told Flo about our trip and she said we could use her brother's van. She got it when he died but she doesn't need a van so it just sits in her driveway. Right now it's in your driveway. Want to go see?" El beamed up at Mike.
"Fuck yes!" Max answered for everyone.
Parked in Mike's driveway was a new-looking silver and black Chevrolet conversion van.
"There's enough room for all of us and our stuff!" El was so happy, grabbing Mike's arm.
"Wait, did Flo's brother die in the van?" Dustin asked as he opened the door to inspect the inside.
"No, nothing has died in it. He really liked it apparently. He took really good care of it," El replied.
Mike pulled her into him, her feet lifting from the ground slightly. "This is awesome. Thank you." He kissed her softly.
"You can thank Hop," she said quietly since her face was still pressed against his.
"I'm not kissing Hopper," Mike stated, causing El to giggle.
"What time do we need to leave in the morning, Mike?" Lucas asked. Mike set El back down, her feet landing softly on the pavement.
"We should try to be gone by 7:30. That should put us there before noon and then we can spend the rest of the day riding the rapids."
"Well if we're going to watch a movie then we should start that soon. We shouldn't stay up really late tonight," Will said, the voice of so much reason.
"Let's pack up then," Lucas said, heading back inside to grab his backpack. The others followed him. They had all kept the set of clothing they would be wearing he next day out of their backpacks so that they wouldn't have to unpack everything the next morning to get dressed and could load the car the night before, allowing them more time in the morning.
When the van was all packed they went back inside to watch a movie before going to sleep. The girls went into the bathroom to change into their pajamas while the boys all changed in the basement.
"Are you excited?" Max asked El.
"I'm so excited. This is going to be so much fun! I'm also looking forward to getting to sleep against Mike for the next few nights."
Max laughed. "Now you won't be able to not fool around while we're all there."
"Maybe we already have." El shrugged, grinning at her friend.
"What? When? I was so sure I'd know."
"While we were watching the movie a couple of weeks ago. When Mike and I were in the chair together. You really didn't know?"
"No, I had no idea. I never heard anything weird," Max said, thinking back to when El and Mike had shared the chair. She remembered a blanket being over them but El always wanted a blanket. Max hadn't seen them moving in any strange ways. "What did you guys do?"
"Um, he slipped his hand underneath my skirt and then, well, you've seen his hands. You can use your imagination. I was very quiet, which was difficult. He's very good with his fingers."
"Damn. I still can't believe I didn't know."
The girls finally joined the boys back in the main room of the basement where Mike was standing in front of a shelf that held the basement movie collection.
"Okay, do we want to watch Evil Dead 2 or Ferris Bueller's Day Off?" Mike asked. Lucas and Max had taken the love seat and Dustin was sitting on the end of the sofa closest to the television. El sat down on the middle sofa cushion next to Dustin.
"Ooh, Evil Dead!" Max said excitedly.
Everyone agreed so Mike inserted the tape and turned off the light. He took his seat next to El. She snuggled against him, pulling the blanket from the back of the couch over them. The basement sometimes got cold.
As everyone watched the screen Mike felt El's hand on his leg. It was innocent enough. He was sitting on the sofa with El snuggled against his right side. Her head was on his chest, turned toward the television. But then she slowly started to let her hand wander, her fingertips grazing his inner thigh, occasionally touching his scrotum lightly. He was getting harder by the second.
Mike felt her slide her hand through the fly of his pajama pants. He had forgone his underwear when he changed, making sure to be sneaky enough that the other boys didn't notice. Now he was glad he had. Her small hand was teasing him.
El was enjoying what she was doing. She didn't want to rush it and she liked feeling him twitch when she would barely touch him, hearing his breath hitch.
"Hop has a cabin kind of like that," El said, as though she wasn't slowly driving Mike wild with her hand. She was having a normal conversation while her fingers danced across the head of his cock.
"Does it have a cellar with demons in it?" Max asked. El laughed.
"No, but we should all go hang out there and watch scary movies some time. It would set the perfect mood." She started caressing Mike's hard cock, her thumb rubbing the head of his dick as her hand reached the top. She could feel him leaking already. She used the natural lubrication to her advantage, letting her hand become slick and then squeezing gently, using just the right amount of tension, and stroking the length a little faster. The blanket was still hiding what they were doing.
"Have you ever been there, Mike?" Lucas asked, looking directly at Mike who was leaned back slightly, El tucked against him. Mike didn't know if he would be able to speak.
He shook his head. "Uh-uh," was all he could manage.
El didn't let up. She wasn't just stroking him up and down, she was twisting slightly too, causing Mike to want to buck his hips forward, but he knew he couldn't.
"Shh! I want to hear this part!" Max chided.
Mike was grateful for Max taking attention away from him. He had slipped his arm around El and she had moved closer to him, her hand now moving at a much quicker pace. Mike felt her pull the skin down to the base of his cock but then somehow he continued to feel it pulled down while her hand was on the head of his dick, playing with it, her fingers brushing against his slit, which was leaking heavily by then. He felt her fingers skim down his shaft. He looked down at her and she felt his gaze, lifting her head to smirk at him. Mike realized she was holding his foreskin down with her mind while her fingers made him feel things he'd never experienced.
El was feeling Mike twitch every few seconds. She knew it wouldn't be long before she would feel him explode. He was squeezing her waist in an attempt to steady himself. Everyone was engrossed in the movie so El raised her head to look at Mike. His eyes met hers. He was biting his lip and El moved her hand faster. After a few seconds he leaned his head into hers, their foreheads touching, and El felt hot liquid jet out in a stream, covering her hand and the underside of the blanket. She kept pumping him until he was empty, listening as his jagged breathing became more regular.
When El finally did start paying attention to the movie she found it to be a little scary. She spent the remainder of it in Mike's lap so that she could both see the screen and hide her face in his neck. She liked how he had his arms around her too. She felt secure.
"I can definitely see how your dad slept in this chair a lot. This thing is comfy. I'm going to sleep in it tonight if that's cool," Will said when the movie was over. He was leaned back in the chair, a blanket pulled up around him.
"That's fine. Where is everybody else sleeping?" Mike asked. His mother had let him have all the quilts, blankets, and pillows he could find so that they wouldn't need to unpack their sleeping bags.
"Does anyone care if I sleep here?" Dustin asked. He was still sitting on the sofa where he'd watched the movie.
"That's fine with me, man. I'm going to sleep in the floor. It reminds me of when we were little and we used to do this," Lucas said. He was in the process of laying out blankets to make a pallet.
"Then I guess I'll take the love seat," Max said. She got a pillow and a blanket from the pile on the floor where Mike had dropped them all.
Mike was busy making a bed for El and himself behind the love seat. After laying down three quilts he tested it and thought it was soft enough. He grabbed a big blanket to use as cover. El brought him two pillows, smiling knowingly at him.
The room had been dark for only a few minutes when Dustin spoke. "What if one of us falls out of the raft?"
"Then swim," Max said.
"We'll rescue you if you fall, don't worry," Mike said. El was already against him, her leg draped over his. They couldn't be seen from their place behind the love seat but they could still hear everyone.
"It's going to be so awesome. Just think, in a few more hours we'll be in a raging river having to navigate it all by ourselves. We'll be adventuring!" Will said, his excitement palpable.
"Good night, guys. Get some sleep," Lucas muttered.
After a few minutes more the room was totally silent. Mike was still holding El against him. He turned his head toward her a bit and she immediately started kissing him. He rolled them over, landing on top of her.
"Be super quiet," He whispered. His voice was so low he barely heard himself speak. El nodded. Mike pulled down her pajama pants, removing them completely. He was pleased when he reached between her legs and found that she was already drenched. He pushed his own pants down before coming to rest between her legs, his cock pressed against her folds, the tip reaching her lower abdomen. He leaned back down to her, their lips meeting passionately, kissing slowly. Mike licked her neck as his head approached her ear.
"Do you want me to fuck you?" Spoken so lowly.
El squeezed her legs together, trying to pull him inside. She nodded at him, almost desperate. His chest against hers felt so nice, he had slid her shirt off and was pressed into her. She felt him ease back just a bit and then she felt the head of his cock penetrate her. He was going so slowly, kissing her deeply as he pushed himself inside. She could feel everything intensely.
She wanted to cry out, but she knew she couldn't. Mike always felt so good inside her though. She didn't know if she'd be able to be quiet the entire time. They had only just started and she already wanted to scream his name. Her predicament wasn't helped when Mike pulled out and turned her to her side, spooning behind her. He slipped himself back into her. The sensation of his hard dick sliding in from that angle made El instinctively bend forward at her waist, sending him even deeper. He was fucking her slowly from behind as they lay on their bed of blankets. He would push himself all the way in and hold himself there, allowing El to move around while he was buried inside of her. He knew she liked to feel completely full.
Mike pulled her back up, still fucking her. He fondled her breasts while he kissed her neck. She felt his breath near her ear.
"I want you to come as hard as I did earlier," Mike sighed. He pulled out, turning her once again, laying her down on her back on the blankets. His head lowered and then El felt his mouth on her, teasing her, making her writhe on the pallet. He was licking up and down but only using his tongue, frustrating her. It felt amazing but she needed to feel him balls deep inside her. He had been fucking her so well. She wanted more of that.
She tapped his shoulder and he looked up at her. Her eyes were pleading, her face looked so full of need. Mike knew he had teased her enough. He lined himself up, feeling her legs wrap around him, and then plunged back into her. After a few strokes he held her close as he rolled them over once more, letting her be on top. He liked looking up at her as she used his cock to get herself off. He liked to watch her face and he knew she liked to be there.
El's hands were on his chest, using it to steady herself as she impaled herself on Mike's rock hard knob. Her breath was heavy as she felt every inch. She leaned forward to kiss him again, keeping his cock hidden deep inside her.
Mike moved his hands to her ass, squeezing gently, and felt El's walls start to rhythmically flutter around him. She pulled back, her eyes wide. Mike knew she was coming hard. Her lower lip was between her teeth and her brow was furrowed with intensity. He looked down to where he was joined with her, watching her continue to ride him. The sight combined with how sexy El's face looked was enough to send him over the edge. He pushed her down as he bucked his hips up into her, his second climax of the night making him see stars.
He held her as they regained their composure, both of them redressing when they were ready. El snuggled into Mike's side, his arm around her pulling her closer.
"I love you," she whispered before she closed her eyes.
Mike kissed her forehead. "I know. I love you too."
It was Will who woke everyone up the next morning. He was already dressed and almost bouncing with excitement. The others got up and got dressed, Dustin grumbling about needing food. El and Max were sharing the sink in the basement bathroom as they brushed their teeth.
"Sleep well?" Max asked. She was looking at El in the mirror, her smirk evident even behind the toothbrush that was in her mouth. She raised one eyebrow.
El blushed. "What did you hear?"
"Oh, nothing much. Just some heavy breathing. Oh and I heard Mike ask you if you wanted him to fuck you. That kind of let me know what was happening behind me. You do realize you two were like less than two feet away from me on the love seat."
"I thought we were quiet." El hung her head.
"It's okay, I'm just messing with you. It didn't bother me. I don't want you to feel like you can't be yourselves around us. We're your friends. You weren't trying to be obvious."
"Thanks, Max."
"So what, were you two just doing like, missionary position?" Max asked.
"Um, well, among others. We like to switch it up," El confided.
"How many are we talking here for last night while you were right behind where I was trying to sleep?"
"Four or five I think? Is it considered a different position if he's in the same place but I move?" El wondered.
"Jesus! I have no idea. Four or five? What did you like best?" Max was learning a lot from El.
"My favorite is me on top but last night Mike spooned me and did it from behind. He was so deep. It felt really good."
Max had turned red. Hearing El describe her night was not something she had really expected to hear.
"Wow. You guys are going to have fun on this trip." Max laughed. The girls started to leave the bathroom.
"Yeah, I know. Mike said there were some waterfalls." El winked at Max. Max knew her intentions went beyond taking pictures of the falls.
After they all promised Karen for the twentieth time that they would be careful and look out for each other, they finally got on the road. Mike was driving with El in the front passenger seat. Everyone else was in the back. Since it wasn't even four hours away they decided that Mike would drive there and then Lucas would drive them home.
The van proved to be the perfect vehicle for them. Will had made several mixtapes and one was currently playing in the cassette deck. They all sang along. El was singing the loudest. She'd always liked this song.
Jane says, have you seen my wig around?
I feel naked without it...
Once Jane Says was over the next song started immediately.
"Ooh, ooh, turn it up!" Will shouted from the back.
Everyone sang along with Add It Up by the Violent Femmes. Mike was driving but kept stealing glances at El. Everyone knew every word.
Words to memorize, words hypnotize
Words make my mouth exercise
Words all failed the magic prize
Nothing I can say when I'm in your thighs...
Mike looked over at El, singing directly to her. She blushed but held eye contact.
The drive didn't seem long, Will's setlist making the time fly by, his song choices keeping everyone entertained and feeling upbeat. They were pulling into the raft rental place before noon.
After chatting with the owner and making sure the van would be waiting for them at the State Park where the take out point was, they were given a quick lesson on paddling in a raft and outfitted with life jackets and helmets. El asked the owner to take a picture of them all standing with their raft, the rushing water visible behind them. She didn't have a waterproof camera so they wouldn't have pictures of the actual rafting so this was the next best thing. He snapped several. He would be driving the van to the take out point so he offered to take a few more pictures of them as they paddled away. He could just leave the camera in the van when he parked it. It made El very happy that she would have pictures of them actually in the raft.
They started their journey. Mike and El were in the back, steering. They could already hear the heavy rapids they were approaching. The water was moving more swiftly through the big rocks on either side of them. He looked at El.
"Here we go!" Mike grinned at her.
She was glowing with anticipation, her eyes full of excitement. She bit her lip and smiled at him.
"Bitchin'."
A/N: I so want to include the phrase A-O River! in this somewhere but it's too anachronistic. I love Portlandia (and I saw Sleater-Kinney open for Pearl Jam. I'm a Carrie Brownstein fan). The next chapter will see them taking on the rapids (hope they don't tump the raft but we'll see) and their first night camping. Maybe Mike and El can sneak away so they don't have to be so dang quiet. Thanks for reading (and I know you are, haha.) Much love to you all!
