Date: Mon, 29 Sep 2008 10:46:20 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tim Stillman <novemberhourglass@yahoo.com>
Subject: g/m young friends "Dell and Shelly and Terry and Minelle"

		   Dell and Shelly and Terry and Minelle
				    By
			     Timothy Stillman

Dell was fourteen and he was in love. Terry was 14 and he was in love. They
were both precise boys. One dark haired, Dell. One red haired, Terry. They
loved each other. So it was only natural that they give their love to
someone else, not each other. Dell was going with Shelly, who was brown
haired and her boyfriend's age. Terry was going with Minelle, also dark
haired and her boyfriend's age. They did not love anyone else in this world
than each other that they could not tell.

There was sense in nonsense. There was coming with each other when they
came alone. For they were virgins and their titular girlfriends were
platonic friends with Dell who was fourteen and in love, and with Terry,
who was 14 and in love. With Dell. Who was in love with Terry and acted
round him as though Terry did not exist. As Terry acted as though Dell whom
he loved did not exist.

They knew each other's names. They masturbated in seclusion to the images
of each other. They had no gym class together, did not go to the municipal
swimming pool, played no sports, so there was no chance for them to even
get a glimpse of each other, Terry and Dell, even partly naked.

Dell who loved Terry secretly would masturbate as soon as he got home to
his empty house after school, as would Terry at his empty house, not
thinking for a second of Minelle, also dark haired and Shelly who they went
with because so much would fall down, like their existences and the whole
wide world, if Dell told Terry he loved him and if Terry told Dell that he
loved him. Sometimes they came at the exact same instant and each would
pretend the other was beside him and they would smile and relax lazily and
hold each other naked and it would be beautiful.

Oddly enough, Shelly who was going with Dell, and Minelle who was going
with Terry, who Terry, who Dell, did not love respectively, were in love
with each other, but Minelle dared not tell Shelly, because her existence,
the entire world would come crumbling down if she told her and was
rejected, which was the exact same thing Terry was afraid of happening if
he told Dell, and the exact same thing that would happen, fearfully so, of
Dell told Terry, as Shelly dared not tell Minelle, because the whole world
would crumble, and her existence would be over.

So what the four of them did was go on double dates, each would be with the
person they did not love or even like really as time went on, for the
girls' the boys were hurdles and roped off places so they could not get to
each other, though they played it so cagey, that both girls thought they
would die if they had boy hands on their shoulders instead of girl
hands-for Shelly and Minelle, who also masturbated in solitude and did not
know, as Terry and Dell did not know, that often they would cum at the same
time and call each other's names mournfully as they did, as did Dell and
Terry.

So they were in the theatre, watching retro-horror filmsâ€""Blood Feast"
and "Those Crazy Mixed Up Zombie Things" and their minds were not on the
numbing stupid sick things on the drive-in screen, but as Terry sat with
Minelle and her box of popcorn and cardboard cup of Coke, and Shelly sat
with Dell sat with Shelly and her box of popcorn and her cardboard cup of
Seven-Up. They were not having a good time, because heaven sat there so
close by, like in some of their classes and they had to pretend they liked
the girls instead of the boys and the girls had to pretend they liked the
boys rather than the girls, so Terry sighed and put his arm around Minelle
and she sighed and looked at her almost-empty box of popcorn, finished off
her Seven-Up, let it drop to the sticky floor of midnight, then let her
popcorn box fall too, almost finished, then picking a kernel out of her
teeth and tossing it down to.

As Terry watched and rolled his eyes, as Shelly did the mirror image thing
almost that Minelle had just done, though she didn't pick her teeth, as
Dell watched her in the shadowy place ghosted by the images on the screen
and the hack screams and the infantile dialogue said by sticks of wood if
sticks of wood could talk. And each wanted the other so badly,
Terryâ€"Dell, Shelly-Minelle, and it seemed sometimes they would break
apart if they couldn't touch them, if they couldn't say the words, if they
couldn't look in each others' eyes and find a smile in there for them and
for them alone.

Minelle let Terry cop a feel and she even put his hand for a moment on his
jeans crotch and felt a hard-on, then she removed her hand from it, and he
removed his hand from her left breast; then Dell did something of the same
with Shelly and Shelly did something of the same with Dell, then the
romantic thing was over for this Saturday night and they were all four
relieved that they didn't have to do this copping feeling thing till next
Saturday night, man who made these crappy movies, Terry thought, as Shelly
thought, goddam it all to hell.

Eventually, Dell got a hand-job from Shelly as she thought of Minelle in a
weird way with a penis and Terry got a hand-job from Minelle, who thought
of Shelly in a weird way with a penis. They had done this boy/girl each
separately from their true loves, as each had arranged because they would
go insane if they had all four done this same place, same time, the place
was the local graveyard, the time was late on a Saturday night, and
eventually Dell got toâ€"oh happy dayâ€"feel Shelly's pussy and
masturbate her with his finger, as did Terry masturbate Minelle, as each
thought of the loves absent from them, till one night at the cemetery,
Minelle as Terry was fucking her the first time, neither enjoying it and
pretending they were fucking Shelly and Dell respectively, neither of them,
either pair, for eventually Dell got to fuck Shellyâ€"hot damnâ€"and
pretended he was fucking Terry as Shelly pretended she was fucking Minelle,
and neither enjoyed it.

Terry and Dell stopped their double dating with Minelle and Shelly, as each
became an individual couple, all four in their own ways stopped trying to
give eye signals, body signals, hand signals to the persons their hearts
were dying for, till one summer afternoon, Terry and Minelle were riding
their bikes to the Dairy Queen, and as they parked them and went inside the
home of cold treats and Dennis the Menace art work, art work of Dennis, not
by Dennis, cause there was really no Dennis the Menace even though Hank
Ketchum based it on his son who was not Dennis at all, as Minelle and Terry
got their Sundaes and Coke, and went to the sparkling table in the
sparkling sunlight through the sparkling vast glass all round:

"You know, Terry," said Minelle, "I don't like boys. I don't like you. I
want to fuck a cunt especially Shelly's and I have a question to ask you."
Terry was choking in surprise of this statement right out of the blue, on a
cherry stuck in his throat. His face was turning purple and his hands were
at his throat digging in. Minelle noticed, sighed, waited, if he lived, he
lived, if he died, he died, she thought, as finally he got the cherry down
and breathed again, slurping his Coke, as she nonchalantly continued, Boys
are dumb. Have you not seen how desperately in love with you that Dell is?
Has he not seen how desperately in love with him you are."

Terry had stopped hacking and slurping and feeling horribly embarrassed, so
he had not heard a word she had said, so she had to say it in somewhat
comic strip Margaret would, which was here appropriate in Dennis land with
pictures of Margaret everywhere in the D.Q. He thought his heart would stop
when she said it again. He was embarrassed once more, and then she said,
"Shelly has told this same thing to Dell and Dell after lots of denial, has
said he feels the same about you. And will be here in a few minutes to say
hello."

Terry's head swirled and in future years when he saw "The Exorcist" he
would swear his head turned round like that little girl's did. And then
there was Dell beside him, pushing Terry further over on the plastic seat
and saying "Hey Terry" as Terry gulped and spilled his Sundae and his Coke
in his lap on his summer shorts and that broke the air conditioned ice as
they all three laughed, as Shelly appeared and moved Minelle over on her
plastic seat and smiled at her and said softly "Hey Minelle," and after
they got Terry cleaned up, Terry and Dell went off on their bikes with each
other as Minelle and Shelly went off on their bikes with each other, each
couple going their own direction. The summer wind was easy and the green
grass and bushes and tree leaves whispered closely and finally Terry and
Dell would make love. As would Minelle and Shelly would. With the right
person and once upon a time this time came true and showed a bit of mercy
and benevolence. Sometimes God takes a bathroom break and little miracles
like this do indeed happen. I fully believe they do, with all my heart I
believe still and all, and hope you liked my story.