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I saw Summer of 42 the other night on the TV, and I thought, hey, I had a
just like that.
Mine was in 72.
I was 20 then, and they still called me Chunks.
72 began like 71 ended.
I was in my second year of college.
Boise City College.
It wasn't exactly Harvard to me.
It was like high school.
I was still carrying some baby fat.
I still used clearasil.
And I was still a virgin.
In June, my brother broke his leg.
And his best friend, Mitchell Carter, asked me if I'd like to take my
place on a week's vacation to California.
Mitch still wanted to go.
I thought about the sun and fun.
And I thought about the ocean.
I told Mitch yes in a hurry.
That's how it started.
That summer.
Back in 72.
Far out. Look at this.
Beautiful.
Sure beats the old you bag 'em.
I didn't think it was the old you bag 'em.
Wow, it all looks good.
How about right over there?
Look at that.
What are you looking at?
That's the next score, buddy.
Score?
Yeah. What's the score?
Pussy.
Pussy.
Here, look.
Turn it a little bit.
Not bad. Not bad at all. Not bad. They're fantastic.
They're beautiful.
They're ours.
Let's go.
We're going to be slipping the meat to those girls in no time at all.
Now I mean it.
I didn't want to show her tits.
Yeah, we'll just let her keep them under wraps.
We'll just go for the party!
Stop it! No!
Stop it!
Whoa!
Oh, my God.
This is a private party. Can't anybody come?
Fuck off, creeps shitting all through town.
She's just a little shy, you know?
Looks like, um, your friend is, too.
What's that?
I'm not texting that, Sally. Just from Idaho.
That's a gentleman. And you're now?
I'm an animal.
Now, let's be sure.
Ow! Looks like we got us a real animal here.
I like animals.
Are you housebroken?
What?
My parents are out of town for the weekend.
Hey, Chugs. What? Your parents are out of town.
Well, the cops are sitting down to drive it.
This kind of thing always happen on California.
Talk to me.
Talk to you later.
All the time.
Boy.
Isn't that what you say?
I haven't come yet.
When will I come back home?
I heard you girls from California were good.
But I never expected anything like this.
This is nothing.
You don't need anything here.
Where should we get to my house?
You got your own house?
She was just carrying a bag of groceries.
She was the most horrific woman that I'd ever seen.
I remember thinking, she's too old for me.
But that was the kind of woman I wanted to meet.
That was the kind of woman I wanted to love.
She didn't notice me.
Not a blink.
I thought I'd probably never see her again.
As if things weren't bad enough, Betsy just sat there like a lump.
At least she didn't say anything.
away heavenly
shades
of night are falling
I could just stay here forever.
Couldn't you, Joe?
Yeah. I have dreamed of this moment.
Hey, Chunks.
Everybody's had a hit except for you. Do you want some?
What are you doing?
I was trying to get you high.
What's the matter? You on downers or something?
No, I just didn't know what you were doing.
Here, take a couple of hits.
It'll help you focus.
Yeah, just take a deep breath.
Now, suck on it, inhale it, and hold it in.
Hope everybody liked bourbon. I love bourbon.
Well, let's party then we need some music
Toast
with me, California
You want some joint?
Yeah, please.
Okay. Oh, no, here.
That's what happens.
There you go.
Let's make you a little more comfortable here.
Uh -huh. We brought this from, uh...
Idaho. Idaho hash. Idaho hash is made from potatoes.
Take all you can.
Now hold it in. Hold it in.
Hold it.
Hold it.
Now blow it into my mouth.
I bet you think I'm really out of it, don't you?
The way I acted before.
No, I don't think you're out of it.
No, I like you.
It's just I don't like to jump into bed with a guy without knowing him.
Oh, I agree. I don't really even respect a girl who would jump into bed without
getting to know me.
I respect you.
You respect me.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah? Yeah.
You want me to chug it?
How does it look from there?
Let me help out a little bit.
Yeah, he's waking up.
Come here.
Eat me.
You know what?
What? Today's my birthday.
How old are you?
Eighteen. I'd love a spanking.
Eighteen years old? Mhm.
How do you like your present?
Don't tease me.
Too hot in here.
You hot?
No. I'm getting hot.
You want to fuck?
What?
Me, you idiot.
Let's fuck.
Don't be so gross.
Why do you have to talk like that?
Like what?
Say fuck?
Yeah.
Don't you say fuck?
Don't your friends say fuck?
Tell them.
But... But... But I certainly do. Haven't you ever heard of women's
Candy, do you think you can save the women's lib?
Just for tonight, okay?
I have heard of women's liberation.
What's the matter, Jock?
I don't think I'm ready yet.
We'll get you ready.
Oh! Yeah.
Don't worry. We'll get you all ready.
The room's spinning.
Why don't you lay down?
I don't feel so good.
we going to do with Mr.
Chunkbelt?
Well, I always heard that a woman without a man is like a fish without a
bicycle.
Candy, what are you talking about?
How would you like to be queen for a day?
Just go down.
Oh, because it is so sweet.
I like it when somebody looks your pussy.
Why don't you eat meat?
I'll lay a cat.
You'll lay a cat. That's okay.
Bonjour, bonjour.
Hey,
Shanks, why'd you pass out last night?
What?
Why'd you pass out last night?
I don't know. I passed out last night.
How could you do that?
Why are you yelling at me?
I didn't do it on purpose.
I'm yelling at you because it was a really stupid thing to do, Chunks.
stupid.
It was probably all that booze and those girls and all
that grass.
One minute they were all playing with my clothes and
the next minute somebody just turned the lights off.
Before or after?
Before or after what?
Before or after you got laid.
You didn't get laid, did you?
That's fucking incredible, you bozo.
I don't believe it. You end up with two of the most beautiful girls you've ever
been with in your life.
Two of them. That's four sets of tits.
And you can't even stay awake long enough to count them, let alone lay
I bet you're still a virgin, aren't you?
Hey, Mitch, why don't you lighten up?
We're friends, aren't we?
So?
Well, I've known your brother for a real long time, and I've known you for a
long time.
So I think you ought to trust me.
And I'm trying to tell you that it's not normal to be a virgin at 20 years old.
What do you know?
I know what I know. I know it's not normal to be a virgin at 20 years old.
You do like girls, don't you, Chunks?
What kind of crack is that?
It's not a crack.
It's a simple question.
Question?
You're asking me if I'm queer.
I'm not asking you if you're queer. I wouldn't room with a goddamn faggot.
Yeah? Some people don't care who they fuck.
What'd you say?
Fuck you!
My goddamn best friend's kid brother mouthing off to me.
I'll slap your fucking face off.
Hey, look, I didn't mean to insult you.
I just don't like you telling me who I can fuck and who I can't.
Where and when.
I'm sorry, okay?
Look at Chunks. We're on vacation, right?
Yeah.
You want to have a good time?
So do I.
From now on, you just go where you want, and you fuck who you want, and I'll go
where I want, and I'll fuck who I want.
Okay?
I just really still think it's strange for a 20 -year -old to be a virgin.
It's not normal.
You do know how to do it, don't you?
I'm gonna take a shower.
I'm gonna watch some fuck flick, Chunk.
Trust me, sir. I was going to clean your room, but I can come back another time.
No, that's okay.
Oh, but I really should just go.
No, that's all right. Go ahead and do your thing.
Well, if you're sure.
Yeah, I'm sure.
Is
there
anything else I can do for you, sir?
Yeah, you can give me head.
Oh, sir, that's so embarrassing. I just couldn't.
Sure you could.
Come on and suck my cock.
Well, the customer is always right.
I always like to please the customers.
Mmm, so delicious.
Mmm.
Oh, yeah.
Oh, it's so big. Such a nice, big, red cock.
Mmm.
Mmm.
That's a good bead. Yeah.
This is good room service.
Have
I
been a good maid?
You've been more than good.
Don't you think I deserve a chance?
I sure do.
I feel
so
good.
They're so hot.
I love it. It's like my clit.
your pussy.
They're so hot.
Mm -hmm.
Oh.
Oh,
yeah.
Oh.
Oh, it's a good time.
Oh.
Oh, it's so hot.
Come over here and fuck me.
put it in there yeah
Mmm.
God, Nate.
I'm wet.
Go to the bathroom.
Get the door.
Oh, my God.
Are you Chunks?
Yeah. I'm your emergency room service.
Mitch! You stupid goddamn...
I knew Mitch Mattwell.
I wasn't really mad at him.
At 20 years old in 1972, it wasn't normal to be a virgin.
I couldn't explain it to myself.
How the fuck was I going to talk to Mitch about it?
I was as interested in girls as any other guy, but when it came down to the
act of intercourse, well, I'd just get cold feet.
It wasn't so much that I worried about not being good enough or knowing enough.
It was about not caring enough.
I ran into girls.
who would just expect a guy to be turned on like a switch.
I wasn't.
I couldn't.
Maybe I was watching too many old movies late at night on the tube.
It was always really romantic.
I don't know.
Real life wasn't working out like that.
Maybe I did pass out on purpose.
Maybe I just couldn't deal with girls like Julie and Candy.
It's beautiful, isn't it?
It's you.
It's you.
I never... I'm sorry.
Well, don't get up.
It's a beach, not a ballroom.
Do you know me?
No, but, um, I saw you in town.
Oh.
Well, please, sit.
Thanks.
That's pretty dumb, huh?
What? Standing up and saying you need a piece.
Oh, actually, you know, it's kind of refreshing.
Yeah? Yeah, like just a little lettuce, but that's all.
I'll wait.
It's my specialty.
Oh.
Have I intruded on some serious thinking?
Valerie's friend.
Joe. Joseph Benson.
Everybody calls me Chunk. Hi. Hi.
Chunk? Chunk.
You like that?
No.
No, I've never liked it.
Well, then, hi, Joe Benson.
Hi, Valerie.
So, did you come here often?
No.
Me?
Me and Mitch.
They're friends. Well, my brother's friends.
Where do you call it?
Vesna.
How old are you?
How old am I?
Well, let's just say that I'm over 30.
You think you can still trust me?
God, what a dumb thing to ask.
Why do I always ask dumb questions?
Well, it really wasn't that dumb.
Yeah? A little stupid, maybe.
You know, for someone who's so down on himself, you really do laugh a lot.
So where is this Mitch?
Mitch?
Mitch is either at a massage parlor or...
You got a chance.
I'm a champion wrestler.
We'll soon see, won't we? Yeah, we'll soon see.
One, two, three.
I just pulled a belt. I should hope so.
I told you I'd get down.
You tell me you're a champion.
about a number of your shit.
Oh, no, no.
Well, why aren't you with him?
That's what I was trying to figure out.
Uh -huh.
Well... No, not that.
You know,
you should feel embarrassed, Joe.
I do.
God, you know, being a romantic is something special.
Something to be cherished.
Someday you're going to meet someone and everything will be right.
And all of these warm, tender feelings that you've stored up inside are going
come spilling out all over the place.
You shouldn't ever apologize for being gentle and caring.
Not ever.
Well, I don't need anybody.
Oh, you will. You'll meet people.
Lots of them.
And when you meet the right ones, you'll be a very lucky young lady.
Oh.
Well, thanks for walking me home, Joe.
Home?
Yeah, I live right over there.
Well, I really like talking.
Maybe I can see you again.
You know where I live.
You take care of yourself, Joe.
And don't worry.
Yeah.
So long.
You're about ready to give in.
Say uncle.
Uncle.
Uncle.
Want to go best two out of three?
I like that here.
Yeah.
It's nice with you.
I really wanted to come outside before, but... But what?
We just always end up going to the bed.
And the night air feels so nice.
So do you.
You too.
See, I got a suntan today.
You're opening lines up, huh?
Uh -huh. Just for you.
Not just that.
Don't leave the other one out.
Why don't you mop it up?
Don't stop there.
Anywhere.
How dare you wear this on the beach?
Just for you.
Huh? I hope.
I'm sure I'm not the only one that liked it, though.
It was just the first time for you.
You wouldn't want somebody else.
Thank you.
You're the only one for me. You know that.
I hope it don't stop here.
Don't stop please.
It's good.
Oh, nice.
Yeah.
It tastes good.
It's good.
Keep going.
Nice, just keep going.
Nice.
Do you want me to stop?
No, don't stop, don't stop.
Just keep going, keep going.
Don't stop.
Keep going, keep going.
How does it feel?
It feels wonderful. I really know what I want more.
Come on.
Come on.
Oh,
baby.
Just give it to me.
Yeah.
That's your foreign object.
Hello.
Hello, Dr. Scott.
He said on the beach walking.
Yes, I had the tests taken this morning.
The technician said that he had...
not be alone.
Feel better?
Everything's okay.
Good.
It's a bum job.
You're going to make a lot of things in your life.
Many of them are going to be more skilled and more beautiful than I am.
But I just wanted you to know that I'll remember you for the rest of my life.
Take that off.
Should
I
be doing anything?
That tiny room at the beach was absolutely the perfect place for my
When we came together, I could feel the hairs growing on my chest.
I saw my future.
I saw my past.
For a few minutes, it was like being alive and they live happily ever after.
All my questions had been answered.
And all my fears disappeared.
All that was left was...
A kiss.
Every move we made was a kiss.
Oh.
Chugs, come on, let's get going. It's a long drive back to Boise.
Yeah.
Yeah, okay.
Hey, whatever happened to that mystery lady of yours, anyway?
I don't know.
She's just gone.
The real estate agent said that she only had the house for the summer.
He didn't have any forwarding address.
Hi -ho, Silver!
And away!
Who was that mystery lady who rode off with Chunks' cherry?
That's real funny, man.
Well, you gotta admit, the whole thing was pretty strange.
Not for me.
Well... We're still friends, aren't we?
You wanna be my friend?
Yeah, I'll be your friend.
All right.
Don't call me Chunks anymore.
Call me Joe.
Oh, a name change.
It's kind of drastic.
You know, do all at once.
Why don't we kind of do it in a step?
I'll call you Chunky Joe.
Forget it. That's all right. Come on, now, really, we can be famous. You can
uh...
Chunky Joe and the Fish, the famous rock band.
All right.
I guess everybody's got to grow up.
Even you, dipshit.
If you want to be called Joe, it's good enough for me.
I'm never going to forget her.
Yeah, maybe you will, maybe you won't.
Boys, he's a long way off.
And I hear the potatoes calling.
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