âMove out of the way loser!â a muscular kid in a high school letter jacket called out after shoving Will Stevens out of the way.
Will fell to the ground, his scrawny, white, 6â2 frame hitting the pavement extremely hard. âFucking asshole.â Will muttered under his breath. Will wasnât much to look at, just your average 17-year-old high schooler, struggling through the beginning of adulthood. He had a lanky build, short black hair, and dressed very plain. Will had been having a rough previous few year in his hometown of Loveland, Ohio, right outside of Cincinnati.
Will dusted off his plain jeans and straightened his t-shirt, and zip-up hoody as he stood outside of his high-school after a long day of class. Will never had to try in school, and despite his smarts, his grades had begun to slip from a sense of carelessness and apathy.
âFuck off asshole!â Will heard a familiar voice call out from behind. Will turned around and was greeted by his best friend Jeff, âIâm telling you Will, you canât let DiNardo push you around like that man. The guy is a shark, and he smells blood in the water.â
Jeff Washington was a mixed kid. His dad, Reggie, was a pretty big black guy and played linebacker briefly for the Cincinnati Bengals. His mom, Sarah, meanwhile was an attractive, athletic white woman who ran a spin cycle studio in the heart of town (she was secretly the reason Will loved going over to the Washingtonâs house). For the past few years, the Washingtonâs had helped look out for Will whenever his mom had to work long hours as a secretary.
âDiNardo needs all the help and self-esteem he can get manâ Will joked in response to his friend âI saw his grade on the biology final. Letâs just say the big dog is going to be stuck in Junior year for another year.â
Jeff laughed in response, âRemember when he forgot how to spell âfriendâ in literature class?â
Will chuckled back. Whenever Will was especially down, Jeff was always there to lend a hand and vice versa. The two had been friends ever since Will and his mom and dad moved to Loveland when he was in middle school; before life got rough.
âBig birthday coming up tomorrow man! And itâs on a Saturday. The big 1-8! Going to buy some cigs and nudey mags?â Jeff joked with Will.
âIs that what you did a week ago?â Will questioned his bud.
âOh, you betcha. And to believe us guys had to jerk off using magazines back in the day? Man the internet must have been a huge game changer for them. But seriously man, you doing anything fun?â
Will thought about it and knew that he would most likely be stuck at home with his mom. Maybe they would go out to dinner or something, but that was about it, âI donât think soâŚProbably not.â
âWell, I bet youâll have a good time. Shoot me a text if you get really bored. Maybe we can hang out tomorrow night?â
âThanks man.â Will replied as he and Jeff parted ways. Jeff walked to his car, and Will resumed the short walk he had back to his house. As he started on his way, he could see the parking lot where almost every kid in his school had a car. Willâs family couldnât afford one, not anymore.
In the parking lot, he saw his crush, Jessica Witherspoon. She wasnât the most popular girl in school, but that was mainly because she kept to herself. Despite her reclusiveness, every guy in school knew her name, knew where she parked, and knew what she was wearing for the day. Today she was wearing a short sundress that tightly hugged her curves, showed off her tan legs, and exemplified her large D-cup breasts.
Will couldnât help but stare at Jessicaâs tits as she walked towards her car. With each strut, he observed them jiggle ever so slightly. He had to admit, he loved a great set of knockers.
Will eventually regained his composure and continued on his usual walk home. The walk wasnât anything to write home about, and typically took him all of 15 minutes. As Will walked down one of the familiar sidewalks, he noticed an elderly man in a brown, patch covered robe, struggling to wheel out his trash barrel. The man looked unkempt, he was wearing mis-matched loafers, and was wearing sunglasses. He also had a lit cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth. The man was intermittently yelling nonsense, and Will eventually made the decision to help out the guy. Thatâs just the kind of person Will was.
As Will approached the man, he tried to not surprise him, âExcuse meâŚexcuse me mister.â Will faintly called.
The man eventually turned around and faced Will, âDonât you come messing with Melvin the Wise!â
âIâm not trying to mess with you manâŚIâm just trying to help you with your trash.â
The man looked back and forth at his trash and Will and eventually took a drag of his cigarette and started to rhyme, âTake out my receptacle of my dirty dish, and I will grant you one, single wish.â
âDo you want me to help or not?â Will nervously inquired. The man took another drag of his cigarette and smiled, âIâm just fucking with ya kid. Thanks for the offer. Iâll take you up on it.â
Will helped the man and wheeled the trash can down to the end of his driveway and was off on his way, âWhat a weirdoâ Will muttered as he continued on his walk. As he walked away, he could hear the man yelling more nonsense intermittently.
Before long, Will was approaching his modest home. It was a 3 bedroom, 1.5 bath ranch with a one car garage. They used to have a bigger house, but they didnât need all that space any longer, but the Mortgage was hard to afford on a single income. Will walked inside and was greeted by the familiar face of his mother, Melanie, or Mel for short. Mel was 44, had a short 5â6 body, with curves for miles. Jeff would always tease Will about how âthickâ Willâs mom was. The description was fitting as Mel had large G-Breasts along with a slim waist and wide motherly hips.
Will was surprised to see that his mom must have been working out. She had her hair up in a bun and was only wearing leggings and a pink sports bra that struggled to contain her massive breasts: https://www.porn-star.com/kailani-kai/01...
A typically conservative and modest woman, Will was surprised to see his mother dressed so provocatively. She didnât even have a tattoo!
âHey sweety!â Melâs voice filled their quaint living room âHow was school?â
âUhhhâŚIt was goodâŚwhy are you home so early?â
âWellâŚgiven that it is your big birthday tomorrow, Mr. Adams gave me the day off. I decided to go do a spin class with Mrs. Washington. I donât think Iâve ever been so tired, but I feel really good. Got to stay in shape, ya know. Maybe meet some guys.â
âYeahâŚI guess.â Will quietly replied. Taken aback by the extremely tight-fitting clothing on his mother.
âSo tomorrow Iâve got a whole day planned, but no surprises Mr.! Iâll fill you in more in the morning. AlsoâŚwe need to talk about school.â
âDo we really need to?â Will tried to change the subject.
âYes Will. I got a call from the principal. Youâre failing two classes because you arenât turning in any assignments. Youâre showing up, but not turning in any work.â Mel interrogated.
âWell Mom, I donât really care. I hate school, I hate this town. I have since DadâŚâ Will abruptly stopped himself.
A long pause filled the tension filled room until Melâs voice broke the ice, âI know it has been tough since Dad died Will. But it hadnât been tough just on you, ok?â
Melâs eyes started to water. âIâm lonely, ok? I havenât been with anyone in yearsâŚIâm stuck being a piece of âeyeâ candy secretary, and I have a son who doesnât seem to care about his life or give a flying fuck about how I feel. I just wanted to give you a nice 18th birthday.â
Mel stopped talking, grabbed her keys, and walked out the front door without saying a word.
Will threw down his backpack in frustration and headed to his room for a nap. After waking up, grabbing a dinner of leftover pizza, he turned on his PlayStation and started playing online games with Jeff. âSo, she just stormed outâ Will heard Jeff say through the microphone.
âYup. She grabbed her keys and marched out without saying another word.â
âDamn broâŚIâm sorry man.â Jeff tried to reassure Will.
âI appreciate it man.â Will said in response.
After a couple hours of gaming, Will headed over to his full-sized mattress and flopped onto his bed. As he scrolled through his phone, he heard his motherâs car pull up and the opening of the front door, followed by his mom locking up and going into her room. Willâs room and his momâs room actually backed right up to one another, and as Will continued playing on his phone, he heard quiet sobs coming from his momâs room.
Will felt ashamed of himself and how he had made his mom feel. Absentmindedly, he muttered, âI wish mom and I got along better.â
Willâs phone screen, along with all of the lights in his room quickly flashed, but then returned to their normal glow. Will was a little spooked but didnât think anything of it. Before he knew it, he felt his eyes getting heavy, and he drifted off to sleep.
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