Jessie's Girls (Part 2)

[arpeejay]

By Richard Jasper

Prologue: http://www.musclegrowth.org/forum/sh...ad.php?t=16537

Part 1: http://www.musclegrowth.org/forum/sh...ad.php?t=16545

Fall 1986

Billy Hester was beating the shit out of Henry Judson. A lot of the time, Henry was too smart for his own good, especially around someone like Billy, whose picture was in the dictionary next to "12-year-old blockhead."

Whoomp!

Jessie's kick to Billy's big fat ass was audible up and down the block. The big kid went sprawling on the sidewalk and before he knew what hit him Jessie was on Billy's back, yanking on the stupid mullet Billy was so proud of.

Meanwhile, Frank swooped in and pulled Henry to his feet, made sure there was no obvious damage (other than Henry's wounded pride), put Henry on his bike and shoo'd him towards home.

"Jessie will take care of this," Frank said.

And, indeed, Jessie was doing precisely that.

"Don't. You. Ever. Touch. My. Friends. Again," Jessie yelled at Billy, pulling on that stupid mullet with every word. Billy finally heaved himself off the ground and fled in the opposite direction.

Jessie dusted himself off.

"Way to go, stud man," Frank, drawled.

Jessie shot him an evil glance.

"What am I gonna do with two of you?"

Frank rolled his eyes.

"Hey, you don't see me getting beat up. I know how to keep my head down. Henry is the one with the smart mouth."

Jessie shrugged his shoulders. For a 10-year-old he had a great bod, broad shouldered and lean.

"Well, I guess..."

Frank sighed.

"Well, it probably helps that I'm a tub o' lard, too," Frank said, looking down at his jiggly boy boobs. "Too much work!"

Jessie laughed and wrapped his strong, tanned arm around his friend's shoulders.

"Nah, yer just getting ready for your growth spurt, that's all," Jessie said. "In a year or two you'll start growing UP and then you won't be fat at all."

Frank paused for a minute to digest that left-handed compliment.

"Well, maybe so," he allowed, finally. "Uh, speaking of growth spurts..."

Jessie looked at Frank.

"Are you, uh, growing hair in strange places...?"

It was Jessie's turn to laugh.

"Well, d'oh, of course! You've seen your dad naked, right? That's what we're going to look like eventually!"

Frank blushed.

"Well, actually, now that you mention it..."

Jessie gave Frank a quizzical glance.

"Really? You've never seen your dad...?"

Which is how Jessie and Frank and Henry wound up spying on Jessie's dad one weekend not long after. Jessie's mom and older sisters were off at girl scout camp for the weekend and Jessie suggested that they have an "All Guy" weekend with his dad.

Years later the boys couldn't really recall how they'd managed it but they never forgot that Jessie's dad unclothed was quite a sight. Like Jessie, he was a natural athlete and unlike Frank's and Henry's dads he still stayed in shape.

"Jeez, he's so furry," Frank whispered.

"And look at that...!" Henry added.

Jessie elbowed him in the ribs.

"Hey," he growled. "That's my dad!"

Henry looked at Frank and Frank looked at Henry.

"So that's what you're gonna look like when YOU grow up?"

They said it at the same time.

Jessie smirked.

"If I'm lucky..."

March 5, 1989

It was Jessie's 13th birthday and he had gotten his growth spurt. At 5'8" tall he was at least a head taller than Frank, who was exactly the same weight he'd been at age 10. Ditto, Frank was a head taller than Henry, who at 5 ft. and 95 lbs. was feeling very put out about his shrimp-like dimensions.

Despite the early spring chill, the birthday party was surfer themed, with board shorts, flip flops, puka shell necklaces, tank tops, coconuts, and fake dolphins every where.

"Why the heck are we freezing our buns off?" Frank wanted to know.

Henry snorted.

"That's easy," he answered. "It's because Mr. Handsome over there looks good in this crap."

Mr. Handsome was chatting up Jenny Gregory, the blondest, bustiest girl in their 7th grade home room.

"I don't know what he sees in her," Frank said.

Henry rolled his eyes.

Oh, brother, he thought, time for another lesson.

"Well, what do you think SHE sees in Jessie?" he asked.

"Oh, that's easy," Frank said. "Perfect skin, perfect teeth, killer green eyes, wavy, sandy blond hair, nice muscles -- what's not to like?"

Henry nodded his head.

"Well, if you actually LOOKED at Jenny Gregory you would notice that she has perfect skin, perfect teeth, hair to die for, and some bodacious ta-ta's."

Frank peered over his punch cup at Jenny, as if examining some rare tropical moth.

"Oh! I get it. You mean...?"

Henry sighed.

"Yes, that's what I mean. Gods attract Goddesses and vice versa."

Frank spluttered.

"And just where does that leave mortals like us...?"

Henry slapped his friend on the back.

"Where indeed?"

[We'll get there eventually! -- richard]

[arpeejay]

Oh, and:

It was only when I was halfway into this segment that I realized I'd inadvertently switched to "Frank." He was "Fred" in the Prologue, then became "Frank" in Part 1. I went back to the Prologue and changed his name to "Frank" for consistency's sake.

xoxo

Richard

[philat99]

Thanks for another great installment. Looking forward to more.
Mike