The Junkyard Boys (14 page)

My sister Shelly pulled into the driveway, looking completely awestruck; much like I was the first time I saw this place. It really was something to behold. We piled out of the car and made our way to the door when it was whipped open unexpectedly by a waiting Range in all his masculine glory. He really was the most beautiful man I had ever seen with his longish hair blowing in the wind and his sexy arms reaching out to grab me in a warm embrace right before he kissed the living shit out of me in front of everyone. I should be embarrassed by the over-the-top sexual lip lock he landed on me, but wet panties gave way to bigger concerns, like how I was going to stop myself from humping his leg like a horny she-bitch. I slowly drew away from the awkward PDA to see him smiling down at me with a mischievous look in his eyes, a telltale sign he knew exactly what that sort of kiss did to me.

“Hey, tootsie baby, glad you guys could make it out. Come on in. Sebastian should be here shortly. He’s never late.”

My sister Ashley took that moment to let Range know just how much she loved his home by squealing like a piglet and twirling around in circles like she was an extra in the “Sound of Music.” I couldn’t blame her. I loved this place as much as she did, maybe even more. We made our way into the sitting area, where Range asked what we wanted to drink then made his way into the kitchen to grab it. I noticed a platter of small sandwiches and various salads laid out on the island for our enjoyment and smiled to myself at how much trouble he’d gone through just to make sure we were comfortable. Shelly noticed and broke me out of my stupor in typical Shelly fashion.

“Your man is the shit. When I grow up, I want one just like him. Too bad he’s madly in love with you. I might want a little OPP action.”

“You’re crazy. He doesn’t …”

My comment was cut off when the front door swung open and in walked a handsome but totally flustered man carrying…were those flowers? Range had told me a bit about his friend Sebastian and his kooky ways, but looking at him now, I realized he was probably an absolute sweetheart. Range walked over to the door to greet him in typical caveman style with a hard smack on the back that made me wince and a half-arm hug, careful not to crush the flowers he was holding.

“Oh shit, man, you shouldn’t have. I knew you had a thing for me all these years.”

Poor Sebastian looked like he wanted to crawl under a rock, completely embarrassed by Range and his macho man bullshit.

“I bought these for the guests. My mom and aunt say you should always greet new lady friends with flowers. It makes a great first impression.”

Yep, total sweetheart. I decided starting today, he would be my very good friend and I would always look out for him. Strange, but I could see the draw to care for this man as Range and Buck must have felt when they were younger. The world would totally take advantage of his kindness, turning someone like him hard and cynical in a heartbeat. Oh, yes, we would be friends from this moment forward. I walked over to him with a broad smile and extended my hand for an introduction.

“Hello. You must be Sebastian. I’m Clover. Nice to meet you.” His cheeks turned pink as he extended his hand to shake mine, and I could tell he was trying his best to overcome this awkward situation Range had placed him in.

“Hi, Clover. It’s very nice to meet you too. Range didn’t tell me you how beautiful you are, but I guess I should have expected that since he up and disappeared on me over the past few weeks.”

He was starting to babble, and the more he spoke, the redder his cheeks got to the point where I thought he would break out in hives. Time for operation ‘Save Sebastian, Part Two.’

“Well, thank you for the compliment, Sebastian. Let me introduce you to my sisters.”

He handed me my small bouquet of flowers, and I lifted them to my nose to give them a quick sniff. They were clearly from the local grocery store, but I appreciated the gesture all the same. Not many guys our age would bring flowers to strangers, but he was right about it making a good impression. I liked him immediately. I walked him over to my sisters, who were standing together, whispering to each other, and I could only imagine the sordid things they were saying about Sebastian. One raggedy statement from either of them and this party would be over along with me kicking their asses all the way home.

“Shelly, Ashley, this is Sebastian, a good friend of Range’s. Sebastian, these are my sisters.”

He extended his hand to each of them while presenting them with their own bouquet of flowers in the process.

“It’s very nice to meet you both. I see good looks definitely run in the family.”

Before I knew what was happening, Shelly took one of his arms and Ashley the other as they led him into the sitting area, chatting away and embarrassing the ever-loving shit out of me and him on the short journey.

“Well, hello, handsome. Where you been all my life? I’m sure I’m not dead, but I must be in heaven, ‘cause you look like a guardian angel.”

“I think we must be dead, Ashley, ‘cause I feel like I’m on cloud nine.”

Oh hell, not the corny pickup lines. These two were going to kill me. Where the fuck did they learn this shit? I couldn’t be more embarrassed if I was standing here naked, holding a sign that said, “Kiss me, I’m a virgin.” I looked over to Range, who was standing there with an amused look on his face, clearly enjoying my discomfort. Unfortunately, there wasn’t much I could do about it, other than put them in their place if they got out of line. People were who they were so I might as well prepare myself for these two barrels of monkey nuts to ruin a fine day.

Range

Watching my woman get embarrassed by her sisters had to be the funniest thing I’d seen in a long time. Those two were a hoot and totally unlike Clover in every way possible. They were outgoing and brash and clearly needed to check their filters, ‘cause they obviously had left them in the car. I could see these two teaching Drama a thing or two about the birds and the bees, and from the smile on his face, I was sure he’d be up for it. Drama loved women, but they often mistook his demeanor for weakness and tried to take advantage of him, but it was all part of the game and he used it to his benefit more times than not. Buck had taught him long ago that being a man didn’t mean you went around punching people out; being manly meant accepting who you were, regardless of what other people thought of you. I’d say he learned his lesson well.

I walked over to a seething Clover, threw my arm over her shoulder, and kissed her on the cheek. She looked so defeated and stiff I couldn’t help but give her a big squeeze and some kind words.

“Don’t worry, baby, he’s fine. Trust me. He loves all the attention. Those two don’t know whom they’re messing with. Don’t let the flowers and compliments fool ya. He’s good at the game.”

She looked at me with skepticism in her eyes.

“And what game is that? The ‘Embarrass the shit out of my sister game so that she’s ready to kill them both and spend the rest of her life in jail being Bertha’s bitch?’”

I laughed so loud at her over-the-top statement that all four of them turned to look at me like I was stoned or something. By the time I was able to talk, tears were streaming down my face from laughing so hard and my stomach felt like I had just finished three hundred crunches. I didn’t think I’d ever laughed so hard in my life. Not that I’d had a lot of moments that could be considered funny, but this girl made everything so much lighter in my life. I felt so carefree when she was around. It was a feeling I embraced one hundred percent.

“No, baby, the game between men and women. You remember that, don’t you? I showed you some of it the other morning when I had my face between your legs, licking your beautiful clit.”

That was enough to snap her out of her foul mood and turn her cheeks a lovely shade of pink just the way I liked them. With a quick kiss she bounced over to the living room and sat down directly across from the rest of the group to join in the conversation. My man Sebastian was in hog heaven, drawing the attention of three beautiful women at once. I hadn’t seen him smile that much since that time I’d dragged his ass out to his first strip club. He deserved all the attention he was getting, ‘cause lord knew I’d ignored him these past few weeks.

He wouldn’t hold a grudge unlike my other best friend in the world. I’d tried to contact Maxwell every day since our little blow-up over his stupid friends, but he still hadn’t answered his phone or made himself available when I was at home. I knew he was avoiding me on purpose, but he had to face me one day so we could hash this shit out. Buck left this place to all of us and I wanted him to always remember that even though we fought sometimes, we were still family. And family sticks together, no matter what. I never wanted any of us to ever feel like we didn’t have a home ever again in this lifetime. One way or another, we were gonna talk like men.

While I gathered all the drinks, the front door swung open for the third time today, revealing a disheveled looking Maxwell dragging his favorite fucking whore behind him. He took in the mixed group of people, and I saw a flash of sadness cross his face before he steeled his shoulders, grabbed Marci by the hand, and slowly guided her into the living room.

“Well, well, looks like we almost missed the party, Marci. Guess my invite got lost in the mail.” I didn’t miss his sarcasm or the evil look in his eyes that told me he was plotting something to destroy my party along with his one-man mouthpiece Marci.

“I say we made it just in time, baby. Looks like they got food and everything.” Marci took her free hand and rubbed it suggestively over Max’s chest and arms while she licked her cock-sucking mouth with her snakelike tongue. I was gonna choke the shit out this bitch if she put her nasty hands on any of the stuff I bought for my guests. She was not invited, and even though I had tried like hell to invite Maxwell, he had no right to drag her ass in here with my girl. Clover looked at me from across the room. She must have seen the veins pumping in my neck with rage. Always the peacemaker, she got up from her chair to make a hasty introduction.

“Hello again, Max, it’s good to see you. Let me introduce you to my sisters.” He actually looked sort of embarrassed by his appearance and tried to smooth down his shirt with his hands before walking over to meet the girls. Not wanting to be left out, Marci dragged her bony ass right along with him, completely ignoring the fact that Clover didn’t mention introducing her to anyone. Sebastian was still sandwiched between the two girls but rose from his seat to greet his long-lost friend as well. “Hey, man, where you been? I’ve been calling you for days now and you never answered your phone.” Max gave him a pound on the back. “Been busy, man,” was the only excuse he gave. What an asshole.

Clover used her hand to make a sweeping motion as she introduced her sisters to Max, starting with Shelly, who just gave him a head nod. Then she moved on to Ashley, who extended her hand for a shake. “Nice to meet you, Max. Range really has some good-looking friends. Glad you could join us.” Marci was a bit salty by this action and decided it was time to bring out her bitch. “Are you sure you guys are sisters? You look nothing alike. Perhaps you all should have a long talk with your mother about that.”

See? Total bitch. But where my girl was reserved and calm, her sisters were anything but. Just like something out of reality TV, the sisters rallied together to fight this new foe, led expertly by my woman.

“Oh, I’m sorry, guys, this is Mildred, a friend of Max’s.” I almost lost control of my fucking bladder when she said that. It was clearly a dig on how Marci introduced her to Maxwell in the kitchen that first time they met. My girl had that look in her eyes, and with her sisters as backup, Marci was outclassed and outgunned.

“It’s Marci, not Mildred, and you seem to have forgotten that I’m Range’s friend as well. Range’s really good friend.” That bitch had a smirk on her face I just wanted to rip off with my pliers. I really should throw her ass out before this got out of hand, but from the looks of things, it was already there. Clover and Shelly were creating some kind of human barricade designed to hold Ashley back, but that didn’t stop her from firing right back at Marci with both barrels.

“Oh, yeah? Range did say he was a member of the ASPCA. He’s got the T-shirt and everything. What is it again? Oh, yeah, just eighteen cents a day.” That was enough to bring the house down. Max howled out a laugh, Sebastian fell to his knees with laughter, and the girls gave each other a sisterly high five before throwing their arms around each other as a sign of solidarity. Holy shit, was it bad that my dick was hard, watching my girl put this bitch in her place? I hoped not. In typical Marci mode, she whipped her hair over her shoulder, grabbed her purse, and stormed out the front door like her ass was on fire. It seemed the bitch wasn’t as stupid as I thought she was. Three against one was never good odds. I was just happy I didn’t have to kick her ass out myself. Now my hands could stay clean of her scummy ass.

Now that the riffraff was gone, we could finally get down to the business of having fun. The girls were still snickering, and if I wasn’t mistaken, Max almost looked embarrassed to have been associated with the likes of someone like Marci. The girls didn’t make him wait long to tear him a new asshole. “You actually sleep with that bitch? What a skank.” Ashley stuck her finger in her mouth and stuck out her tongue, the universal sign for gagging. But Max would not be swayed by this little outburst. “What? You wanna take her place and let me do all sorts of filthy things to you?” He had a smirk on his face, but my girl looked like she was about to go ape shit on him for talking to her sister like that, so I had to step in and reel in my boy.

“All right, guys, why don’t we take this into the kitchen and grab some food? You girls must be starving by now.”

Sebastian stood up from his seat and offered one elbow to each of the sisters, like they couldn’t walk ten feet into the kitchen by themselves and needed an escort. I had to hand I to him, this chivalry shit probably got him more pussy than he could shake a stick at. Buck always did tell us to use what we got and fuck the rest of the dumb shit. We all made our way into the kitchen, but I took a quick moment to pull Max aside. “They leave, we talk. Don’t hide from me, ‘cause I’ll hunt your fucking ass down.” He looked at the hard expression on my face and knew I wasn’t kidding about hunting his ass down. This bullshit stopped today. With a quick chin lift, he answered in the affirmative then joined the rest of the gang.