THE LOSERS CLUB

by

Flexman

The Green Specter and Specter Girl are property of Mr. X. No one under eighteen should read this and this is a not for profit story.

        There were three of us. We all went to the same high school and hung out together, the losers club. We were all the same, non-athletic, invisible to women, loners, going nowhere. But what really brought us together was our problems at home. Misery loves company, yeah, that was the basis of our friendship.

        You could say Vinny Camby has a real thirst for life, more like a big appetite. He was the one always looking for a good time. A connoisseur of fine grass and good food and he could drink beer like it was water. He was was fat, but you couldn’t tell him that. He though he was irresistible to women, even though none would ever give him the time of day. His mother was neurotic as hell, always thought the world was against her and everybody from the mailman to the pizza delivery boy was out to cheat her. His father was never home. Vinny figured he couldn’t stand to be near his mother, so he was never around. Deep down he was worried his father couldn’t stand to be around him either.

        Barry Hocksley was what you might call a mouse. His father was always taking him down, making him feel like a zero. Barry didn’t have the balls to stand up to him. It seems daddy wanted Barry to be a doctor. Barry hated science, he wanted to be in artist, he could draw like most people could talk. He was a natural. I saw his drawings and it made me envious. To be able to do something that much better then anyone else amazed me. His father wasn’t having any of it. He’d tear up all of Barry’s drawings and yell at him for wasting his time. When Barry bought home Cs in biology his father would yell at him some more and tell him he was worthless.

        Me? My name is Lenny Seeger, and I’m a mistake. My parents never wanted to have me. You’d think after eighteen years they would have gotten over it, but they haven’t. They still treat me like I’m nothing. Ignoring me is their preferred way of dealing with me. The more low maintenance I am, the better they like it. Vinny and Barry say they envy me. They wish their parents would stop hassling and ignore them, but I don’t feel so lucky. Everyone wants to feel wanted, including me. Anyway, that’s us, the local chapter of the losers club. Every city and town has one and we’re Delta City’s own.

        It was a Friday night in May, just after eleven thirty. We were hanging out in the park. There’s a park curfew that goes in to effect after ten, but we didn’t give a shit. We sat on the grass, drinking beer and smoking weed. We did that most Friday nights when the weather turned warm. My parent didn’t really care when I got home, as long as I didn’t wake them and I locked up. Vinny’s father was never home on weekends and his mother was always asleep by ten, thanks to the pills she poped, so there was nowhere he had to be. Only Barry had to deal with strict be home time and that wasn’t happening this week. His father and mother were out of town on some convention and wouldn’t be back til Monday. So there we were sitting around, bitching about our lives, how we were all fucking bored and bull shitting about all the girls we never had. Vinny was finishing his second beer, Barry and me was still working on our first, so we were far from drunk. I was the first to hear it, the sound of a car engine. Cop cars will occasionally drive through the park looking for kids, like us. We weren’t worried, we were out of sight, behind a clump of bushes. We put the joints out so the glow wouldn’t attract attention and we stayed low. That’s all we usually had to do not to get caught. The cops didn’t look very hard. If we weren’t in plain sight, we had nothing to worry about.

        I looked through the bushes and saw the car, but it wasn’t a cop car, it was a gray van. It stopped on the path, a few yards from where we were. It killed the headlight and ignition and sat there just waiting.

        “What the fuck they doing?” Vinny whispered. Stupid question. How the fuck would I know?

        All three of us laid flat on our stomachs watching the van through the bushes. We didn’t have to wait long, a few minutes later the second car showed up. This time it was a police cruiser. It entered the park from the opposite end. It drove up to the van and stopped a few feet from it, also killing it’s headlights. For a minute the two vehicles stood there facing each other. They were not directly under a street light, but close enough to one that we were able to make out what was happening. The front doors of the police cruiser opened and two cops got out. On the driver side was a lady cop, the other was a man. The two front doors of the van opened and two men got out. The driver was a big guy, wide, muscular, thick neck and arms. Shaved head and had some sort of tattoo on his left upper arm. He was white. The other guy was black, not as big as the driver, but you still didn’t want to fuck with him. Had a goatee and wore a black wool cap.

        The two pairs eyed each other for about a minute, then the male cop walked to the back of his cruiser and popped the trunk. He pulled out two large gym bags, carried them to the front of the squad car and handed them to big muscular guy. The man opened the bags and looked inside. When he was done he handed the cop a big envelope. The cop opened it and examined what was in it, then they carried the bags to the back of the van and put them inside.

        “What the fuck is she wearing?” Barry whispered.

        I looked back at the lady cop. She was still standing by the driver side door, on the other side of the squad car. She was wearing something on her face. Vinny and Barry didn’t know what it was, but I did. I seen something like that on the History Channel. They were night vision goggles. Shit! Could she spot us with those? I wasn’t sure. We were lucky, she wasn’t looking in our direction, but she was scanning the park. Her head and shoulders moved all around, as if she was looking for something. Then her head stopped, now she was staring. I tried to follow her line of sight. The park is about three city blocks long. There’s a small hill right in the middle . That hill was just to the left of us and she seem to be staring at the top. I tried to see what was up there but couldn’t make anything out, it was too dark. She signaled her partner, who walked over to her. They talked for a second then they reached in to squad car and both pulled something out. Her partner and her started doing something, but we couldn’t see what. Then it got weirder. We saw what they were holding, rifles. No, it was shotguns. Shotguns with the thickest barrels I ever saw. I saw those on the History Channel too, they were grenade launchers. They both had one and they pointed them at the top of the hill and fired. There was no loud bangs, just a couple of soft pops. The canisters landed on top of the hill and immediately began spewing out smoke, a lot of smoke, fast. The two cops weren’t done, they reloaded and fired again. In a few seconds the entire hill top was completely engulfed in a cloud of thick, white smoke and the canisters were still putting it out. The two cops and the two guys quickly got back in their cars, gunned their engines and were gone in opposite directions.

        I relaxed. I didn’t realize I had tensed up through the whole thing. Barry started breathing again, he’d been holding his breath. Vinny got his beer and downed it fast.

        “What the fuck was that?” Barry asked.

        “The cops are in to something dirty,” Vinny explained. “This was some sort of drop, payoff or both.”

        “Yeah, but what’s with the target practice on the hill?”

        “The bitch was wearing night vision goggles,” I explained. “She spotted something on the hill.”

        “Shit man, we got to get out of here. They might be back.”

        “Not so fast,” Vinny said. “Let go see what’s up there.”

        “No fucking way,” Barry said. “I’m not getting tear gassed. You know what that shit does to your eyes?”

        “Don’t be a pussy. The gas is blowing away.”

        I looked at the hill. Vinny was right, the gas was dissipating. There was still a little fog up there, but that was going too. I looked at Vinny.

        “Why go up there? What do you think you’re going to see? Barry’s right, those cops might come back.”

        “Cause I’m bored dude. This is the most interesting thing that’s ever happen to us. I want to play it out.”

        I wasn’t so sure. “Look,” he went on. “I’m going up there. You two want to pussy out, you can wait here.” Vinny started walking. I followed. He was right, I was bored too. Barry hesitated, but I guess he didn’t want to get left behind, so he came along. By the time we got up the hill, the air had cleared. Barry had a pen light in his pocket. It wasn’t much but better then nothing. He shined it around.

        “Nothing here,” he said. “Let go.”

        “No wait. Over there,” Vinny said. Barry flashed his light to where Vinny was pointing. There were two bodies on the ground. Vinny and I slowly approached them. Barry trailed behind. They were two women laying on the ground motionless. They were dressed in costumes and wore masks. Both were out, cold.

        “Are they dead?” Barry asked nervously.

        “No, they’re still breathing,” I answered.

        One woman was flat on her back. She was tall, not as tall as me, and I’m six feet. She was full bodied, big tits, small waist and long blond hair. I put her age at mid thirties. She was dressed weird, like a freaky cocktail waitress. Wore a tight green body suit that showed off her cleavage and small waist, fishnet nylons which showed off her beautiful long legs, a black leather long sleeve jacket that only went down half way to her waist, black gloves that matched her boots and a green mask on her face with a choker around her neck. There was this gold G on the choker, in fact, there was a green G on the outside of her boots and the middle of her mask. She was drop dead gorgeous.

        The other one was also face up, a couple of feet away. She was younger, closer to our age. She had dirty blond hair and like the other one she had big tits and long legs. Her costume had more leather. She wore a short green tube that left her terrific abs bare and it was tight, elbow long green gloves and boots and black leather shorts with twin zippers in front, one on either side. She also wore a black mask with a green G in the middle and a black cocker. Her tits weren’t as big as the other bitch, but she still had a nice rack on her.

        “Who the fuck are they, super heroes or something?” Vinny asked.

        I looked up and saw that Barry was also looked confused.

        “Am I the only one who reads the newspapers? That’s Green Specter and Specter Girl,” I said, pointing to them on the ground.

        “Yeah, right, I heard of them,” Vinny said. “But they’re not heros, I heard the cops call them vigilantes.”

        “So why are they knocked out,” Barry asked. “The tear gas should have made them cry their eyes out, not put them to sleep.”

        Vinny smiled. “Wasn’t tear gas dude. You guys remember me telling you my cousin Johnny’s family is suing the cops over in Star City?”

        “Yeah, you said the cops raided his house on account of a bad tip telling them it was crack house.”

        “It wasn’t a bad tip, the cops just screwed up the address. Anyway, before they broke down the door, they lobbed in canisters like the ones they used tonight. It wasn’t tear gas, it was some kind of knock out gas. It put everyone in the downstairs floor asleep. The cops are now use sleeping gas, it’s part of their ‘non-lethal force’ program.”

        “They’re going to be back,” I said. “We got to get out of here.”

        Vinny smiled. “Let’s take them with us.”

        “What? Why?” Barry asked.

        Vinny rolled his eyes. “Look at them. When are we ever going to get a shot at pussy like that? They’re better looking then any of the stuck up bitches in school. You’re parents are away. We take them to your house and we fuck their brains out.”

        “Shit, you’re insane. They’ll wake up.”

        “No they won’t. My cousin only took a whiff of that gas he didn’t wake up til next morning. They took in a lot more then that. They’re not coming out of it for a long, long while. Hey, we’re doing them a favor. If the cops come back, they’ll kill them because they’re witnesses. Putting out some pussy is the least they could do for the risk we’re taking.”

        “This is stupid,” Barry counters. “My house is four blocks away. You plan on carrying them through the streets? All that has to happen is for someone to look out their window or a car to pass by and we’re busted.”

        That shut Vinny up. He didn’t have an answer for that, but I did. “Barry, you think they walked here?” They both looked at me. “You think they walked here,” I repeated, letting it sink in. “They probably have a car somewhere near, and I bet it’s in the parking lot on Powell street. Let’s search them for keys.”

        Barry just stared at me, but Vinny’s face lite up. We both starting going through Green Slut’s jacket looking for the car keys. Yeah, I thought Vinny was right. When are three assholes like us ever, in our miserable lives, going to get a shot at bitches like these? It’s weird, I often think about it and it’s like I could see how my life is going to turn out all the way through, like it already happened and there wasn’t a thing I could do about it. All I saw was a life of settling for what was left, instead of getting what I want. The beautiful women were always going to be the property of the jocks, the guys with money or the players who are making moves. Guys like Barry, Vinny and me would have to settle for the shit they passed over. The women who’d ever fuck, or even marry, us were the ones more desperate then we were. So for probably the only time in my worthless life I was going to go for it.

        I found a set of car keys in a hidden pocket in Green Slut’s jacket. Then it went like clock work. Vinny carried Specter Cunt over his shoulder. I grabed Green’s shoulders and Barry took her legs and we carried the bitches down the hill to the other side of the park. We got to the parking lot, their was only one car parked there, a green sports car. I tried the keys on the trunk and it popped open on the first try. We carefully stuffed the two heroines in to the trunk, closed it. Vinny had to drive, he was the only one who knew how to drive a stick. As we were pulling away we saw a squad car entering the park again. We were right the cops came back, but they wouldn’t find anything. We were in Barry’s house three minutes later. Barry went in and locked the front door behind him. As Vinny and I waited I was worried he would chicken out and not let us in, but a minute later the garage door opened and we backed the sports car in. Barry shut the garage door, as Vinny and me popped the trunk and pulled the two fuck toys out.

        Barry’s only condition was we not use his parent’s bedroom. That was ashamed because they had the only king size bed, but what are you going to do. We moved the furniture in the living room to make a large clearing, spread some sheets on the floor and laid the two bitches out. Vinny was anxious to start.

        “Hold it a second,” I told him. “We got to do something first.” I looked at Barry. “Your old man have a camera?”

        He nodded. “Get it.”

        “You going to take pictures?” Vinny asked me.

        “Just in case this thing blows up in our faces. I want to have a little blackmail material.”

        “Hey, I never realized you’re so smart.”

        “Thanks, I think.”

        Barry got his old man’s camera, it was a digital, the battery was fully charged and I inserted a fresh disk in it.

        “We’ll take their masks off last,” I explained. Then I snapped several pictures looking down on them as they laid there on the floor. I snapped from several angles and more then a few close ups.

        “Okay,” I said. “Strip them.”

        Vinny and Barry went to work. They removed their gloves, chokers and boots. I snapped some more pictures. Then the big event, Vinny took off Green’s jacket and then the body suit slowly and those magnificent tits tumbled free. They were amazing. The three of us stood there with our mouths open hypnotized by the sight of them. They were better then my feeble little imagination had ever imagine. Better then any pair I’ve ever seen in any skin magazine. After a couple of minutes I snapped out of it and started taking pictures of them. Vinny also snapped out of it and removed her nylons. Her bush was just as amazing as her tits and those pussy lips, wow!

        Then we started on the other one. Vinny removed the gloves, boots, choker and then the top. Again the tits were extraordinary. He removed the bottom and there they both were lying there wearing nothing but their masks. I snapped some more pictures. The moment of truth had arrived. Vinny removed Green Specter’s mask. None of us recognized her. Vinny and Barry shook their heads, neither of them ever seen her before. Me? She looked vaguely familiar, as if I seen her somewhere before, but I couldn’t place her, not a bit. That didn’t stop me from snapping pictures of her face. Vinny moved over to Specter Girl and pulled off her mask and that stopped us all cold. We knew her. Her name was Summer Morgan and we had all gone to school with her. She was a senior last year when we were all juniors. She graduated and now we all assumed she was a freshman at a college somewhere. Don’t let any of this fool you, we didn’t actually know her. She was beautiful, popular and her parents were rich, so she ran with a different crowd then us. In all the time we went to the same school, she never exchange a word with any of us. I don’t think she knew we existed and now there she was naked in front of us with her tits and pussy hanging out. How the mighty have fallen. Vinny was ecstatic, he always had a crush on her. Even Barry looked pleased, he ran upstairs and got a jar of Vaseline. I kept snapping pictures. Vinny rubbed the Vaseline all over Summer’s pussy, then tossed me the jar. I did the same to the Green Specter. Then the fun began.

        Vinny and Barry were all hot for Summer, so she was their first choice. Vinny pushed up her legs so they her feet were pointing up to the ceiling and shoved his hard cock in to her waiting pussy. Vinny was the only one of us that had ever actually done it before. His cousin took him to a whore house once. Barry and me had only jerked off. While Vinny was getting her pussy, Barry stuffed his cock in Summer’s mouth. Like Vinny he began pumping away, face fucking her. I didn’t mind, I always thought Summer was hot but I didn’t have as bad a crush on her as Vinny and Barry, but just looking at Green Specter made my cock feel like it was going to explode. Something about an older woman got to me. I split her legs apart and slowly slid my cock in to her cunt. It felt so warm and comfortable as my cock was engulfed, I just wanted to keep it there while I played with her massive tits. The sensation on my cock was wonderful. I laid there for a few minutes squeezing and manipulating those massive globes and making the nipple appear bigger then they already were. I rubbed my cheeks on them and sucked on them. I even bounced them against each others like rubber balls. I felt giddy, it was great. Finally I began pumping away at her terrific cunt and that felt even better. I suppose it would have been even better if she was pumping away too, but not having ever done it with a woman before I had no way of comparing it, besides I was felling good and I didn’t care about anything else. There we were the three of us pumping away and feeling like our miserable lives had finally become interesting and fun. After several fantastic minutes Barry came first. He kept pumping away in to Summer’s mouth like he was trying to empty himself in her. Vinny came a couple of minutes later. He kept repeating the word yes over and over again. Me? I’m the man. I held it the longest. When we were done we all laid there with our respective cocks going soft in their respective holes. We were just enjoying the moment. We fucked two superheroines, one of them a high school megababe, in one night and we weren’t even done. After recharging our batteries we went at it again. Vinny and Barry traded places. Vinny face fucked Summer, to clean his cock he said. Barry went for Summer’s cunt. I thought Vinny’s idea of cleaning my cock was a good idea. Green Specter’s tongue felt every bit as good as her cunt. When I came the second time I sprayed it all over her mouth and down her throat. I even rub some on her teeth. I wanted her to have a taste of me when she woke up. It took a longer time for us to be ready for a third go around. This time I fucked Summer and Barry titty fucked Green Specter, shooting his seed all over her pretty face. Vinny waited for him to get done, then turned her over on her stomach and shoved her legs under her chest making her ass smile. With her ass up in the air he rubbed some Vaseline on her anus and proceeded to butt fuck her. This impressed Barry and me a lot, but after three times, we were out of gas, so no butt fucking for us. After taking showers I got an idea, let’s take some more pictures. We posed them. We took all these shots of the two women enjoying each other’s company; pictures of them sucking each other’s tits, of fingering each other front and back and, of course, pictures of them doing a sixty-nine on each other.

        All good things come to an end and even the best night of our live had to also.

        “What do you want to do with them?” Barry asked.

        “I don’t know. We can’t dump them back in the park, the cops might still be looking for them.”

        “I got an idea,” Vinny said. “Let put them in the dumpster in Market Street.”

        “Won’t the winos find them?”

        “Hey winos need fun too.”

        “OK, but what about their costumes?” Barry again asked.

        “We keep them.”

        “No, I don’t want to have that stuff lying around,” I said. “It could come back to bite us.”

        “So what do you have in mind?”

        I smiled. “Let’s dress them back up, in each other’s costumes.”

        Vinny and Barry both smiled, they liked the idea. It was no problem dressing Summer in Green Specter’s costume, in fact, she even looked kinda cool in fishnet stockings. Dressing Green Specter in Specter Girl’s costume was harder, but more rewarding. The tube top was a tight fit on her. Her 38DD were compressed together and looked even bigger. We had a tough time getting the leather shorts up, her ass cheeks spilled out from both the top and bottom and we couldn’t get the two zippers up. In the end she looked ridicules. Being the computer geek of the group, I kept all their gadget. I put them all in a bag. I could tell what some of things were, lock picks and blades, the other things I’d look over later. I also kept the camera disk with all the shots we took, Barry put his father’s camera back in the closet. We stuffed the bitches back in the trunk of their sports car. The plan was for Barry to stay and clean up. He was going to wash the sheets, twice and vacuum the living room. Vinny and me drove the car to Market Street. It was early Saturday morning, the sun was just starting to come up. The street was deserted.

        “Where are all the bums?” I asked.

        “They’re all on their way to the soap kitchens for breakfast,” Vinny answered.

        We backed in to the alley. I got out and opened the dumpster and looked in. As you’d expect, it was full of rotting garbage and it smelled especially bad, it almost knock me back. Vinny popped the trunk and we dumped the two bitches inside. I closed the lid and Vinny slammed the trunk.

        “Let’s get the hell out of here,” I said, as we got back in the car. “If that smell doesn’t wake them, nothing will.”

        Vinny gun the engine and we pulled out. Vinny’s cousin once gave him the location of a chop shop. It would have been fun to keep the car, but there was no registration in the glove compartment, or anything else for that matter. If we were ever stopped by the cops they’d nail us for driving a stolen car. Besides, none of us had any delusions that the two cunts wouldn’t come after us. Being seen driving their car would be a dead give away, so the sooner we got rid of it the better. We got to the chop shop on Delancy Street, parked and went in. Vinny introduced himself, mentioning his cousin’s name, then he negotiated. He seemed to know what he was doing, so I kept my mouth shut. Normally, a car would get a few hundred dollar, but since this was a new sports car in mint condition, Vinny talked them up to twelve hundred. Deal was done. He flipped them the keys and they gave us the cash. As we walked back home the irony was not lost on me. If you visit a whore house, you got to pay them for their services. We just had the best pussy of our lives with two so-called heroines and we’re the ones that got paid for it. No doubt about it, heroines were definitely better. I also felt a bit down. This had been the best night of our lives. It was all down hill from here. What I didn’t realize at the time was once you had a taste of something good it gets very hard to do without it. Your mind starts thinking of ways to get more. At that moment, I didn’t understand that, but soon I would.

TO BE CONTINUED