Gassy Jackie
by mellowmarshmallow

It was finally summer vacation! No more going to high school – we were ready for college. Until then, though, we had three months of nothing but pure freedom. A few minutes after I made it home, I got a call from my friend, Jack. “Hello,” I answered.

“Hey Dave, you wanna come over?” He asked, “Might as well hang out and get this summer started!” he said, sounding enthusiastic.

“Sure,” I agreed, “Lemme just get packed first,” I added. With that, I hung up the phone and rushed to my room. I packed enough things to spend the night. After saying bye to my mom and told her where I was going, I got in my car and drove over to Jack’s.

When I got there, I knocked on the door. Jack greeted me at the door. Jack’s family was of Irish descent and it clearly showed – he had red hair, green eyes, and was a rather athletic built guy. He and I went to the guest room to put up my bag while we were talking about our plans for the summer.

“So…” I began after setting the bag down, “Is Jackie around?”

Jackie was Jack’s twin sister (their parents thought it’d be cute if they had similar names). I never told Jack, but I always had a crush on her. Like her brother, she had red hair and green eyes, and had an athletic build .She also happened to be the biggest tomboy I knew. This was probably due to the fact that their mother passed away when Jack and Jackie were only two years old, so she never really had a female role model.

She always viewed herself as just “one of the guys.” I never saw her in a skirt or dress. A lot of times when Jack’s friends were over and they had burping contests, she not only joined in, but she won most of them. She also played lots of sports and was even captain of the school’s soccer team. She was so good that she got an athletic scholarship to the same college Jack and I are going to.

“Nah, her and Dad are out right now,” Jack answered. “They’ll probably be back soon, though, and Dad said they’re bringing back a pizza.”

“Alright,” I said. Jack and I then walked to the living room where we played video games for about twenty minutes. All of a sudden, we heard a door open and Jack’s dad and Jackie came in. Their dad nonchalantly placed it on the kitchen table and said “Dig in, you guys” and dismissed himself to his bedroom.

“Hey, I’m gonna get a Coke, you guys want anything?” Jack asked.

“Get me one, too,” Jackie said.

“I’ll just have a bottle of water,” I replied. With that, Jack went over to the fridge and

“So I heard you’re staying over for the night,” Jackie said, biting into a piece of pizza.

“Yeah,” I said, “Might as well kick off the summer by hanging out with my two best friends, y’know?” I said.

“Yeah,” She nodded. Jack returned and handed her a can of Coke. He gave me a bottle of water.

Jackie opened her soda and took a large sip. BRAAAAAAAAP! Her belch sounded throughout the house. “Aah, that was a good one,” she grinned.

After finishing the meal (and after a couple more explosively loud burps), Jackie, Jack and I just hung out for a few hours. Time flew as we played games, watched TV, and just talked about whatever was on our mind. We went to bed late that night.

Even though I was tired, I couldn’t get to sleep. All I could think about was Jackie and how I would kill to be her boyfriend. All of a sudden, I heard a gentle knocking on my door. I opened it up, and I saw Jackie in her pajamas with her pillow. “Sorry if I’m waking you, but I couldn’t sleep,” she explained as she came in and closed the door.

“I couldn’t get to sleep either,” I admitted, “What’s keeping you up?” I asked.

She crawled into bed next to me and nervously said, “Oh…I just couldn’t stop thinking about…things,” she replied.

“No way,” I thought to myself. Was she thinking about the same thing I was thinking of? It felt so unreal.

“Really?” I asked. “What were you thinking about?”

“Oh, just…I’d rather not say,” she said. I could tell she was getting nervous. “But…there was something else that was keeping me up.” She said.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“My stomach has been aching for a while,” she said. All of a sudden, her stomach made a rather loud rumbling noise. I knew what the problem was immediately: she had gas.

“If you want, I could…help out,” I nervously said. I never heard her fart before, but it was something I fantasized about for a long time.

“That’d be nice,” she said.

I nervously sat up in the bed. I told her to lie down on her back. She did so and I moved her nightshirt up exposing her belly. I began to rub her tummy, starting gently, gradually getting firmer. She was moaning in relief. “That feels good,” she told me. I then pushed down firmly on her stomach, agitating the gas. “Oh,” she softly moaned, “I gotta--” she began, realizing what the problem was. However, she couldn’t finish the sentence. PFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTT! A loud, long fart blasted out of her rear. PPPPRRRFFFFT! Another one followed in suit. PPPPPPPFFFFFFT PPPPPPPFFFFFFFT PRRRRFFFFFFFT PPPPPPFFFFFFFFT PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT PPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFT PRRBT Loud farts kept sounding from her bottom. After the gas attack was over, she simply said, “Thank you.”

“Oh, what are friends for?” I said, hiding how turned on I was.

“No, really, thanks a lot,” she said, “Y’know, that’s what I like about you. You seem to just instinctively know how to make me feel better. Plus, you don’t even seem to mind the fact that I just stunk up the whole place,” she added with a nervous laugh. “Remember how I said I couldn’t stop thinking? I was thinking about you,” she admitted.

“You were?” I asked, confirming my suspicions.

“Yes,” she said, “and I know it sounds weird since we’ve been friends for so long, but don’t you think we could be so much more?” she asked. It was as if she was reading my mind.

“Yes, I’ve felt that way, but I was just…too nervous to talk to you.” I embarrassedly admitted.

“Well let’s stop being nervous,” she said, “We should really go out sometime. Something tells me we could make a great couple,” she said. All of a sudden, she ripped another loud fart.

“Something tells me we’d be great together too,” I agreed. Jackie cut a couple more farts as we drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.