“Move out of the way loser!” 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, 6’2 frame hitting the pavement extremely hard. “Fucking asshole.” Will muttered under his breath. Will wasn’t 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.
“Fuck off asshole!” Will heard a familiar voice call out from behind. Will turned around and was greeted by his best friend Jeff, “I’m telling you Will, you can’t let DiNardo push you around like that man. The guy is a shark, and he smells blood in the water.”
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 Washington’s house). For the past few years, the Washington’s had helped look out for Will whenever his mom had to work long hours as a secretary.
“DiNardo needs all the help and self-esteem he can get man” Will joked in response to his friend “I saw his grade on the biology final. Let’s just say the big dog is going to be stuck in Junior year for another year.”
Jeff laughed in response, “Remember when he forgot how to spell “friend” in literature class?”
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.
“Big birthday coming up tomorrow man! And it’s on a Saturday. The big 1-8! Going to buy some cigs and nudey mags?” Jeff joked with Will.
“Is that what you did a week ago?” Will questioned his bud.
“Oh, 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?”
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, “I don’t think so…Probably not.”
“Well, I bet you’ll have a good time. Shoot me a text if you get really bored. Maybe we can hang out tomorrow night?”
“Thanks man.” 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. Will’s family couldn’t afford one, not anymore.
In the parking lot, he saw his crush, Jessica Witherspoon. She wasn’t 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 couldn’t help but stare at Jessica’s 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 wasn’t 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. That’s just the kind of person Will was.
As Will approached the man, he tried to not surprise him, “Excuse me…excuse me mister.” Will faintly called.
The man eventually turned around and faced Will, “Don’t you come messing with Melvin the Wise!”
“I’m not trying to mess with you man…I’m just trying to help you with your trash.”
The man looked back and forth at his trash and Will and eventually took a drag of his cigarette and started to rhyme, “Take out my receptacle of my dirty dish, and I will grant you one, single wish.”
“Do you want me to help or not?” Will nervously inquired. The man took another drag of his cigarette and smiled, “I’m just fucking with ya kid. Thanks for the offer. I’ll take you up on it.”
Will helped the man and wheeled the trash can down to the end of his driveway and was off on his way, “What a weirdo” 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 didn’t 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 5’6 body, with curves for miles. Jeff would always tease Will about how “thick” Will’s 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 didn’t even have a tattoo!
“Hey sweety!” Mel’s voice filled their quaint living room “How was school?”
“Uhhh…It was good…why are you home so early?”
“Well…given 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 don’t think I’ve ever been so tired, but I feel really good. Got to stay in shape, ya know. Maybe meet some guys.”
“Yeah…I guess.” Will quietly replied. Taken aback by the extremely tight-fitting clothing on his mother.
“So tomorrow I’ve got a whole day planned, but no surprises Mr.! I’ll fill you in more in the morning. Also…we need to talk about school.”
“Do we really need to?” Will tried to change the subject.
“Yes Will. I got a call from the principal. You’re failing two classes because you aren’t turning in any assignments. You’re showing up, but not turning in any work.” Mel interrogated.
“Well Mom, I don’t really care. I hate school, I hate this town. I have since Dad…” Will abruptly stopped himself.
A long pause filled the tension filled room until Mel’s voice broke the ice, “I know it has been tough since Dad died Will. But it hadn’t been tough just on you, ok?”
Mel’s eyes started to water. “I’m lonely, ok? I haven’t been with anyone in years…I’m stuck being a piece of “eye” candy secretary, and I have a son who doesn’t 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.”
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. “So, she just stormed out” Will heard Jeff say through the microphone.
“Yup. She grabbed her keys and marched out without saying another word.”
“Damn bro…I’m sorry man.” Jeff tried to reassure Will.
“I appreciate it man.” 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 mother’s car pull up and the opening of the front door, followed by his mom locking up and going into her room. Will’s room and his mom’s room actually backed right up to one another, and as Will continued playing on his phone, he heard quiet sobs coming from his mom’s room.
Will felt ashamed of himself and how he had made his mom feel. Absentmindedly, he muttered, “I wish mom and I got along better.”
Will’s 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 didn’t think anything of it. Before he knew it, he felt his eyes getting heavy, and he drifted off to sleep.
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