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Not so little brother: Chapter 3

Chapter 3 – Fun In the Sun
*KNOCK KNOCK*
“Charlie? Steven?”
Huh? What’s going on? I awoke in a daze to knocking at the door to Steven and my hotel room. What a night last night was. My brother had fucked my ass hard and it was still sore from the ride.
“You two awake?”
Oh…mom.
“Coming”
I got up, naked. Odd. I usually sleep in my boxers. I put on some underwear and went to the door, unlocked it, and cracked it.
“Yeah?” I asked, groggily.
“I guess that answers that. Is Steven up?” she asked?
“Nope.”
“Ok. Well get him up. Put your bathing suits on. We’re going to the beach to get some sun. Be downstairs in 15 minutes.”
“Gotcha.”
Mom walked away, back to her room and I closed the door. Some fun in the sun huh? Sounds like it was going to be a good day. I walked back towards the bed with the intent of waking up Steven when I had a better idea. In my haste to answer the door I had uncovered both of us. Steven was lying on his back in bed, naked, hot. His large cock resting to the side of his large balls, the foreskin covering the head.
I walked over to his side of his bed and kneeled at the edge. For a second I stared at his cock. No matter how many times I’d seen his cock in the last 48 hours I couldn’t get over how beautiful it is. I reached out my hand and gently grabbed his cock in the middle of the shaft; it was heavy in my hand. I started to slowly pump his dick, feeling it grow larger and harder with each passing second. Before long it was stand proud and tall at its full length.
Now the fun could begin. I scooted up a bit and slowly moved my head towards his cock. Slowly, and gently, I licked up the length of his cock, wetting in down. I licked it again, and again, savoring the feeling of his hard cock against my tongue. My tongue traced one of the veins up his cock and to the head. His foreskin rested just behind the head revealing his smooth glans. I pumped his cock sending his foreskin up over the ridge to partially cover his head before sliding it back down again. His cock twitched gently in my hand.
Out of his piss slit leaked a drop of precum; it looked so delicious. I gently placed my lips on the tip of his cock and gently sucked as I once again pumped his cock, sucking out the sweet nectar. It was so good, sweet and slippery. I couldn’t get enough of my brother’s delicious precum; I craved it. I backed off just for just a second to lip my lips before returning to his cock and taking the full head in my mouth. I ran my tongue along the underside of the head, flicking his frenulum.
“Mmmm”
I let his cockhead slide out of my mouth *Pop*. I looked up at Steven. He was wide awake and looking at me with a big grin on my face.
“You just can’t get enough of my big cock can you?”
Steven grabbed his cock and moved it close to my mouth. I accepted the head back into my mouth. I swirled my head around it gently.
“You are a slut,” Steven said with a slight laugh.
I let his cock fall out of his mouth again and patted it with my hand.
“Mom told me to get you up,” I glanced at his cock, “I did that. Good thing you’re awake too.”
Steven smirked at my joke.
“Get up,” I said, “We’re going to the beach. Put on your bathing suit.”
“But we’re so pale!”
“Well, we can change that today.”
Being from upstate New York really left one at a disadvantage when it came to the beach. We didn’t get much sun so we were both really, really pale. I’m pretty sure my ass and my chest were the same color. I was almost transparent at some places.
Steven and I got dressed in our bathing suits though we had to wait for his erection to go down before we could leave the room. It was actually incredibly how big of a tent his cock made in his bathing suit. I could only imagine what it must be like trying to hide a random boner with a dick that big. Score one for my small penis.
“Guess it’s a good thing we stopped wearing speedos huh?” I joked.
“Jesus, I can only imagine the looks I’d get wearing one.”
Steven looked at me. A huge grin spread across his face.
“I’d get a lot of phone numbers.”
I rolled my eyes and we headed out the door. When we got downstairs our parents were waiting for us. Shit… how long had we taken?
“Took you guys long enough,” my mom said, looking at me.
“Sorry, I had to use the bathroom,” Steven responded.
“Ok. Let’s go, the cab is waiting.”
Steven glanced at me as if to say, “You’re welcome” and we followed our parents to the cab.
The beach was beautiful. It had been a very long time since I had been to a beach; we didn’t get to Florida much. The sun was beating down, making for a very hot day. The sand was beautiful and soft. It was hot under my feet as we walked to find a spot to set up base. The water was a dark blue and it sparkled for as far as the eye could see. There was a light breeze coming from the ocean, carrying the scent of salt water with it. The beach was packed with people in all directions.
We laid out for a little while, soaking up the sun. It was so wonderful to just lay there in the heat and feel the sun’s rays beating down on us. Mom fell asleep while dad read his book and looked up now and then to survey the beach. I poked Steven in the side.
“Let’s go for a walk, I’m bored.”
Steven opened his eyes and turned his head to look at me.
“Ok. Let’s go.”
We got up and told our dad that we were gonna head off down the beach. He nodded and we set off down the beach. We walked at a leisurely pace enjoying the feel of the sand under our feet and the sun shining on our backs. We didn’t say much, we just walked down the beach watching people as we went. Every now and then we’d see something interesting and comment on it, but for the most part we were silent. The farther away from the entrance to beach we went the less people there were. After we had walked for about 10 minutes there were very few people around as at all and the beach seemed much more pleasant.
Eventually Steven pointed up the beach, towards the dunes, and suggested we go up there. He nudged me in the direction of the dunes and I obliged. Not like I had anything else to do. When we got closer I noticed something that I hadn’t when we were closer to the water. The seagrape trees here arched over the beach for a couple feet and created a shaded area which was difficult to see. Steven shoved me in to the enclosure and followed after me, his bathing suit starting to tent.
“Here? People can see us.”
“No they can’t. Look around, we can barely see out of here. Just don’t make too much noise.”
Steven was right. Looking out, the trees did block the majority of the view. There were small gaps that we could see out of but it would be hard to see in. Behind me Steven had already stripped off his bathing suit and was standing with his cock fully erect.
“Take your bathing suit off.” Steven growled, impatient.
I stripped down and asked how he wanted to do this. I really didn’t want sand in my ass.
“Get on your hands and knees. I’m gonna fuck you like a dog.”
I did as he said and got down. He licked a finger and touched my asshole. Involuntarily I clenched briefly before remembering and relaxing. My hole was still slightly loose from the assault the night before; Steven’s finger slid in without difficulty.
“Still a little loose huh? That’ll make it easier at least.”
Steven got down on his knees behind me and for the second time in 24 hours Steven began to eat out my ass. His tongue was so wet as it slid in and out of my whole. The pleasure was so good but I wanted more. I wanted his cock. Steven wet my asshole thoroughly and loosened me up a great deal more by the time his tongue finally left my hole.
Like the night before Steven moved around to my face and pushed his cock towards my mouth; I didn’t need instructions. For the second time that day I took his dick into my mouth. I took as much of his cock as I could, wetting it down with my saliva as I sucked on it and ran my tongue along it. I could taste some residual salt from his brief dip in the ocean when we first got to the beach.
When his cock was wet enough he pulled it from my mouth and moved back around behind me. He rubbed his cock up and down a couple times, spreading my spit around. He quickly relubed my ass up with his tongue and then positioned himself.
“Ready?”
“Yes please.” You could hear the need in my voice.
Steven placed the head of his cock against my hole and I moaned in anticipation of the pleasure that I knew was coming my way. Steven started to push, sliding his cock into me. It went easier and less painfully than it had the night before. I guess you get used to being fucked I thought. Steven kept pushing steadily, quickly sinking the full length of his cock into me.
“Mmmm…” I moaned.
Steven kept his cock buried in me for a moment to let me get readjusted to having him in the depths of my ass. Slowly I felt him pull out and then push back into me. Steven continued to fuck me, slowly at first but speeding up gradually. With each thrust of his hips his body would slap against mine and his balls smack against my balls. The sounds of us fucking, the moans, groans, and slaps, turned me on almost as much of the very fact that my brother was inside of me. I had yet to touch my cock and it was rock hard and swinging between my legs. On exceptional hard thrusts my cock would swing up and hit me in the stomach leaving a small wet spot of precum.
“How are you still so tight?” Steven moaned, “Sarah always loosens up a bit when I fuck her. Your ass feels just as tight as it did last night.”
Steven knew that this couldn’t be a marathon session. We didn’t have hours to fuck like we had the night before, our parents were down the beach and they were probably wondering where we were by now. I looked back and saw a look of pleasure on Steven’s face as he pounded my ass. He grinned at me and slapped my ass
With one hand I grabbed my bathing suit and wiped my hand on it. While Steven continued sawing his dick into me I reached beneath my legs and grabbed my own cock. I started to jerk off, determined that I was going to cum too. With Steven fucking me like he was, hitting my prostate with each thrust, and how turned on I was, it wasn’t going to take me long to reach orgasm.
“I’m getting kinda close,” Steven gasped.
“Just hold on a bit longer,” I begged, jerking my cock harder and faster.
“I’ll try.”
Steven slowed down a little bit, trying to hold off his orgasm so that I could cum. I felt some his sweat drip onto my ass and that turned me on a little more. I continued jerking at a feverish pace. I wanted to cum so fucking bad. I started to feel that familiar feeling deep inside me and knew that I was getting close.
“I’m getting there.”
“Gotcha.”
Steven started pounding into me again, working to shoot his cum into me. Both of our breathing became erratic as together we approached orgasm. Beneath me my hand was practically a blur as I jacked off. Behind me Steven was humping me as fast as he could in his need to fill me.
“Fuck yes!” I moaned as my orgasm hit me.
My ass clenched around Steven’s cock, increasing the friction, as I started to cum into the sand beneath me. Five strings of cum exited my cock and landed in the sand. I almost collapsed from a combination of the pleasure of my orgasm and Steven’s pounding. I rode off my orgasm, out of breath as I felt his cock start to swell even more and pulse inside my hole.
“Here it comes,” Steven said hoarsely.
He roughly thrust into me once more, holding his cock balls deep inside me to shoot his cum as far into me as he could. He gasped with each pulse of his cock as he filled me up. He placed his hand on my back for support as he too coasted off of his orgasm.
He pulled his cock out of my ass leaving me feeling slightly empty and very loose.
“That never gets old,” Steven said with a grin on his face, looking at my gaping ass.
He stuck a finger into my ass and wiggled it around a little.
“What are you doing?”
“I dunno. Just seemed interesting.”
Steven pulled his finger out of my ass and showed it to me. His finger was covered in his cum from my ass.
“You want some?” he asked me.
The idea of tasting cum that had been in my ass both disgusted me and turned me on at the same time. I nodded and opened my mouth. I sucked on Steven’s cum covered finger, cleaning it off. I love the taste of his sweet cum but this time it had a slight nutty flavor to it. I wasn’t sure how I felt about that.
“Good?” Steven asked, clearly quite curious.
“Why don’t you have some?” I joked, shaking my ass at him.
“No thanks. Not much of a cum slut.” He said and stood up.
I clenched my ass and followed suit. As much as I clenched my ass it wasn’t enough and Steven’s cum started leaking out and down my legs.
“Looks like you need a little dip.”
“Looks that way.”
We got our bathing suits and made our way out of our little hideout and into the sun. We walked down towards the water, cum continuing to drip down my legs. Steven reached the water first and ran, diving in and surfacing several feet further out. I decided it would probably be safest if I just walked in. We floated around for a while letting the cum leak out of my ass and wash away in the water. We didn’t talk much, just floated.
When we finally got back to where our parents were they were both ready to go and were quite interested in why we had been gone so long. We said that we’d walked really far down the beach and then got in the water and let the current carry as back to where it was time to get out. That answer seemed to satisfy them and they didn’t say any more about it.
Steven felt like a burger for dinner so we decided upon Steak & Shake for dinner since my mom loved their milkshakes and melts. Dinner was much better than it had been the previous night and the conversation was lively. We all reveled in the color we had gained.
We headed back to the hotel and once again split up to our separate rooms.
“Do you think mom and dad are having as much sex this week as us?” Steven asked with a small laugh.
“Probably not. My ass is pretty sore.”
We got back to the room and decided on another shower together. The more the merrier right? I washed Steven first, soaping up his body starting at the top and working my way down his body. I spent a lot of time cleaning his cock, getting under the foreskin. By the time I finished cleaning him his cock was rock hard and glistening in the water from the shower. Steven then proceeded to wash me, working his way down my body. He got my ass all sudsy and then slipped a finger inside causing me to gasp.
“You like that huh? You like my finger in your ass?”
All I could manage was a moan.
Fucking me again wasn’t what Steven had in mind though. The fingering of my ass had gotten my cock nice and hard and that’s what he wanted. He got behind me, his large cock pressing against my back, and grabbed my cock. Slowly, Steven started to jerk my off.
“Your dick feels so weird in my hand. I’m not used to being able to wrap my fingers all the way around.”
“Shush,” I moaned as he started to speed up.
Soon Steven had me breathing hard and fast in no time at all as he jacked me off. He must have a lot of practice with his own cock because he was doing everything right. I was getting close to cumming and my breathing was getting shallow. In his hand my cock started to get even bigger and harder.
“I’m cumming!” I managed to say with a gasp as the first stream of cum left my cock.
Steven kept jacking me off, aiming my cock at the shower stall wall, as I came. I was almost spent from my orgasm while being fucked earlier in the day but I still had some sperm left in me. Two more jets of cum left shot out of my cock before my orgasm was reduced to a drizzle of cum. Nobody had ever made me cum before. I had half collapsed onto Steven at the onset of my orgasm and he continued to hold me up as he continued to slowly stroke my cock, milking it for every drop of cum. My foreskin moved over the ridge of my head over and over again making me wince from pleasure each time.
“Jesus!” was all I could manage as I sought to catch my breath.
“That was hot!” Steven said, finally releasing my cock and letting it fall down, semi-hard, against my balls.
All I could do was nod.
Steven and I got out of the shower and dried off. We brushed our teeth and got in bed, ready for a good night’s sleep. In my head I went over what had happened during the day. I couldn’t believe how good it all had been. I couldn’t believe I’d had sex in a public place. I couldn’t believe my little brother had cum inside me for a second time. What an incredible day; I could get used to this. Truly, there’s a lot of fun to be had in the sun.
End of chapter 3.

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Detention 6

I woke up with Chris next to me. Sunlight poured through my window, filling my whole room with bright light and it took me a moment or two to realize that it was morning. It was morning and Chris was still in my bed, sleeping next to me. We had slept together in the same bed. All I could wonder was, “How did that happen?” His face was buried sideways on the pillow, his eyes lightly closed, and his mouth slightly open. I studied his perfect, beautiful face for a minute before I looked over at my alarm clock; it was ten minutes to eight. “Oh, shit! Chris wake up now!” I yelled.
Chris’ eyes popped open. He looked at me at first as though he couldn’t remember who I was and then he sat up in bed. “What am I still doin’ here?” he asked.
Quickly, I jumped out of bed, not wearing a damn thing, and found some underwear to put on. “We gotta hurry up. We’re supposed to be at school in like ten minutes.”
Chris didn’t move from the bed at all. He just stretched his powerfully muscular arms over his head, arched his back, causing all of the muscles in his upper body to flex and ripple. “Fuck school. Let’s just not go.”
“No, we gotta go. We’ll get detention again if we miss school.”
Sighing, Chris said, “We’ll probably get detention anyway.” He stepped out of bed, fully naked, the light illuminating his god-like body, and his giant, semi-hard dick swinging around like a pendulum. He picked up his shirt and put it on. “Where the fuck are my pants at?” he asked.
“Think you left `em in the living room. Let me go get them. I don’t know if my mother is home or not.” I left my room, went into the living room, and found Chris’ baggy jeans in a pile on the carpet beside the couch. Picking them up, I sniffed the crotch area of Chris’ jeans a few times, and I could smell his sweet, pungent scent through the denim. It made my dick harden a little bit in my boxer shorts. I jogged back to my room and handed Chris his jeans. “Chris we gotta hurry up and get to school. If we’re late, then we gotta go to detention…again. I’m not tryin to have detention on a fuckin Friday.”
Chris lazily stepped into his jeans. His dick was poking out of the zipper hole. He stuffed it back in and zipped them up. I was surprised to see how good Chris looked in the morning. He looked so fresh as though he didn’t just wake up. Me on the other hand, I knew that I probably looked like a big mess. “It’s already eight o’clock, B.” I checked the clock and saw that he was right. Fuck.
After he was finished dressing, Chris said, “I’ll see you later.”
“Wait a second, I’m almost dressed.”
“No. I need to go home and take a shower and put on some different clothes,” Chris told me.
“Why don’t you just wear what you got on now?”
“`Cause it’s musty, and I hate wearin’ the same thing twice.”
“You can just wear somethin of mine,” I told him. “We’re basically almost the same size.”
Chris looked at me as if I was stupid. “No offense, B. But I wouldn’t be caught fuckin dead wearin any of your shit.” He scoffed and walked out of the room. “I’ll see you later.”
I caught up with him in the living room just as he was about to open the front door, and grabbed him by the arm spinning around. I leaned my face in close to kiss him but Chris pulled back. “I’m cool, B. Your breath stinks.” He grinned, tugged open the door and left. I couldn’t believe he just said that to me–I mean I could believe he said that, because Chris always said shit like that, but that fuckin annoyed me. It just proved to me that the closer that I thought the two of us got, the more Chris proved to me that I wasn’t worth shit to him.
Since I didn’t have much time, I just put on a slightly wrinkled T-shirt and the same jeans I wore the day before. It was fifteen minutes after eight when I finally got out of the house. As I was getting on the bus, searching for my fare, I found the letter that Jason Coleman had written me last night. I paid the dollar fare, found a seat, and reread the note again.
Hey Brandon,
This is Jason. Came by your house around nine-fifteen, but nobody answered the door when I rang the doorbell…I’m kinda disappointed that I didn’t get spend time with you tonight…
As I thought about it, I realized that I was disappointed too.
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I reported to the main office where the bitter old receptionist, Ms. Grayson grimaced at me from behind her desk. “You’re an hour late, Mr. Newman,” she said.
“Um…my bus ran late…”
“Next time,” she said as she filled out a pink slip for me, “Wake up earlier.” Ms. Grayson handed the note to me. “Report to Mr.Wilson’s room at three-fifteen for detention. Next!”
So obviously I could see that this was already gonna be the worst fuckin day of my life. I snatched the slip away from her and stormed out of the office.
Later, during lunch, I saw Jason Coleman walking in my direction as I sat under my favorite tree.
As he came closer, I was just so mesmerized by how attractive he was; and not just the way he looked. There just seemed to be a confidence about him, a maturity about him that set him apart from most high school boys our age. Jason sat next to, smiling. “Hey,” he said. “Did you get that note I left you last night?”
“Yeah, I did…um…my mother wanted me to go somewhere with her at that last minute. I told her that you were comin over, but she didn’t care. I’m sorry I missed you.”
Jason looked at me intently with his bright hazel eyes for a few seconds, as if he were trying to decide if I was telling the truth or not. He just said, “It’s OK. That’s cool. Well, what are you doin after school?”
I sighed. “Got detention again. But afterwards I free to do whatever.”
“Good,” Jason said. He stood up. “Come to the library after you get out. I’ll be there.” Jason winked at me and walked away. I watched his ass through his semi-tight fitting jeans as he strode off. It was really tight and round-looking. I was still amazed that somebody as good-looking and sophisticated as he was would be interested in me. I looked around to see if Chris was spying on me as he had been the other day. When I didn’t see him, I gathered my stuff and headed to class.
I reported to room 738 after school for detention. The bad thing was that this wasn’t going to be like Ms. Navarro’s detention, where all we had to do was sit in our desks and look like idiots for forty-five minutes. Mr. Wilson, the detention teacher for the whole school, was an unnecessarily cruel asshole that made us actually do things as part of detention, like clean all the bathrooms or pick up trash all over campus. This was really not about to be fun.
There was only four other people in detention other than myself: this extremely good-looking, tall and muscular sophomore fifteen-year-old named Scott Howard, Rachel Johnson who was in my Physics class, and of course, the two people I really wasn’t all too excited to see: Billy Anderson and Chris Green. When Chris saw me, he smiled; I couldn’t really tell if it was an insulting smile, or a genuine smile. Just as I sat in my seat, I heard Mr. Wilson say to me in his extremely deep voice, “Five minutes late, Newman.”
I checked my watch. “It’s three fifteen now.”
Mr. Wilson pointed to the wall clock. “Not on that clock it isn’t.” He walked over to my desk, and as he came closer to me, I could smell the sweet scent of the cologne he wore. Mr. Wilson gripped both sides of my desk and lowered himself down so that our faces were at the same level. He stared at me deeply with his piercing ice-blue eyes. Very deliberately with his sexy lips moving slowly, Mr. Wilson said to me, “Don’t ever be late again, Newman.”
With my heart beating at rapid speed, I answered, “I won’t be.”
I heard Chris, Billy and Scott snickering at me. Mr. Wilson looked in their direction. “Did I tell any of you to make any fuckin noise?” he asked.
“No, sir,” all three said at once. I had forgotten that Mr. Wilson had been head coach for the football team in the fall and their Track and Field coach. That’s why Chris, Billy, and Scott respected (or were intimidated by) him so much. Mr. Wilson looked at me again, for a few seconds. And there was something in the way he looked at me, that was not just anger, but also a look of lust, like he wanted to fuck me right there. It was the same look Chris always gave me. I looked at the wedding band on Mr. Wilson’s finger and then I looked him directly in the eyes. Mr. Wilson arched one of his eyebrows slightly, stood up and headed back toward his desk. Like I had done with Jason, I watched Mr. Wilson’s firm-looking round ass in the snug-fitted brown slacks he wore. I could tell from Mr. Wilson’s body shape that he worked out a lot and had a nice physique. He probably had a giant dick like Billy and Chris. It’s been my experience that football players–and their coaches probably–all though I have only fucked three so far (football players, not coaches)–have massive dicks.
“Anderson and Green,” Mr.Wilson said to Billy and Chris, “I want all the trash in the main courtyard and the bleachers on the football field cleaned up.” To Scott, he said, “Howard, you go clean up the men’s locker room. It should be empty by now. All three of you should be back in less than half an hour. Ms. Johnson you can leave now. I don’t have anything for you to do today.” Rachel looked very happy when Mr. Wilson told her this. She was out of the classroom in two seconds. I didn’t dare think to tell him that was unfair that she got to go while the rest of us stayed. But I, as well as Billy, Chris, and Scott knew that was a bad idea to challenge Mr. Wilson. The three boys left the classroom, leaving Mr.Wilson and I alone. “And you, Newman…” Mr. Wilson reached into one the drawers in his desk and pulled out one of the biggest stacks of papers that I had ever seen in my life. He saw the shocked look on my face and this made him smirk. Mr. Wilson carried the papers over to my desk and placed them on my desk. “I want you to grade each one of these. And if you make any mistakes, I’ll be seein your ass everyday in detention for the next two weeks.” Now I was beginning to see where Chris and Billy got their arrogant, fucked up attitudes from. And I hated to admit that it was actually turning me on.
Half an hour later, when Chris, Billy, and Scott returned, I was only half-way finished with the papers. They were all grinning and their clothes looked a lot more wrinkled and dirty than before they had left. I knew that hadn’t cleaned any up at all. They had probably just finished having a fuckin threesome in the locker room or some place. “We’re finished, coach,” Chris said. He looked at me, flashing one of his taunting, cocky grins. “Can we go now?”
“Yes,” Mr. Wilson said. “All of you can go.” Mr. Wilson turned to me. “Except for you, Newman.”
“Why do I gotta stay?” I asked.
“Because I fuckin said so,” Mr. Wilson said sharply. Scott and Billy quietly left the classroom. Chris remained behind for two seconds, giving me this “too bad for you” look and left as well.
As soon as Chris left the classroom, Mr. Wilson walked over to me, his crotch a few inches away from my face and asked, “Why aren’t you fuckin finished with those papers yet?”
“`Cause there’s like a thousand of them. There’s no way in hell that I’m gonna be able to finish all of these papers in ten minutes.”
“Well,” Mr. Wilson said moving in a little bit closer to me, “guess you’re gonna have to stay a little bit longer.” I looked over at his crotch, because by that time it was obvious that he wanted me to, and saw his cock growing within his pants. My own dick started to grow within my jeans.
“I’m supposed to be meeting somebody at four o’ clock,” I told Mr.Wilson. “I can’t stay that much longer.”
Mr. Wilson’s dick continued to harden inside his slacks. It snacked down his left thigh and swelled to its fullest degree, which appeared to be at least a good ten inches. So I guess my whole football player/coach-big dick theory was proving to be accurate. Mr. Wilson gave his cock a few squeezes though his pants. My dick was rock hard now, poking against the denim of my jeans. A good part of me wanted to see what Mr. Wilson’s dick looked like, and even how it would taste like going in my mouth. But then there was another part that felt bad and guilty about suckin off a teacher. “I’ve been hearin some things about you, Newman,” Mr. Wilson said to me.
My heart skipped. “Things like what?”
Mr. Wilson unbuckled his belt slowly and unbuttoned his slacks. “I’ve heard that you been doin things with my Quarterback.”
I swallowed. My dick was still pulsating. “I don’t know what you’re talkin about.”
Chuckling, Mr. Wilson lowered his zipper down a little bit, just enough for me to see that he was not wearing any underwear. He had shiny brown pubes. “Oh, I think you know what I’m talkin about, Newman.”
“Actually I don’t. And I don’t think it’s really appropriate for you to be doin’ that in front of me.”
“Appropriate?” Mr. Wilson asked with a smirk. “What do you know about appropriate, Newman? You’ve been caught fuckin in Ms. Navarro’s classroom, the boy’s bathroom–and I know about what’s been goin on in the gym and the football field–now is that what you call ‘appropriate’?” Mr. Wilson put one hand into the hole in his zipper and massaged his dick inside of his pants. “I guess the two of you aren’t even tryin to keep it a secret.”
I glared at him. “What do you want?”
Mr. Wilson gave me a coy look that I read as: “You know what I want.” I thought he was going to whip out his dick and try to stick it into my mouth, but instead he rose his zipper and fastened the button to his pants, “Not today. This will have to wait for another time. You can go now, Newman,” Mr. Wilson said.
I waited until my boner deflated a little and then I responded, “But what about these papers you wanted me to grade?”
“Toss `em in the trash. They’re just a bunch of old papers from last year.” Mr. Wilson smiled at me, a very taunting and cruel smile.
That was just another reason for me to hate his fucking guts. I grabbed the pile of papers and dumped them in the recycling bin. Mr. Wilson sat behind his desk and began to write something on a piece of paper. As I was ready to exit the classroom, Mr. Wilson asked me, without looking up from his paper, “You’re not gonna tell anybody about this are you?”
It was basically the same exact question Ms. Navarro had asked me only a week earlier. When she had asked, I didn’t have an answer, but I had one now: “No. But maybe you should be careful. I’m sure you wouldn’t want anyone telling your wife.” Mr. Wilson lifted his head from his paper and gave me a look of surprise, as if he hadn’t expected me to say that. Smiling to myself, I stepped out of the classroom and into the empty hallway.
The library would be closing in under twenty-five minutes. I jogged halfway across campus, hoping that Jason hadn’t left yet. Entering the library doors, I saw that the place was mostly empty. The librarian typed away on his computer at his desk, and when he saw me, he said, “We’re closing in fifteen minutes.”
I checked the computer area, and Jason wasn’t there; I checked the study area, he wasn’t there either, I checked the book stacks, and I still didn’t see him. I went down one narrow book aisle and called out his name. “Jason? Are you still here?”
From the opposite side of the bookshelf, I heard a deep voice say, “No, but I am.” I removed one of the books from the shelf to see Chris’ handsome, grinning face on the other side. “So he let you outta detention huh? I thought you woulda been in there for a least a half hour longer, gettin the ‘special treatment’.” Chris walked around the shelf and joined me in the narrow aisle.
“So I guess the special treatment involves jackin off right in front of my face?”
Chris’ eyebrows arched and he chuckled. “Wilson pulled out his dick? Did he make you jack him off? Suck him off?”
“No!” I pushed my way past him and walked out of the library. Chris followed behind me.
“He left ten minutes ago,” Chris said.
I turned around. “Who?”
“That pretty boy you was chattin up with yesterday. Think he said his name was Jason.”
It felt like my heart had plummeted down to my feet. “Jason? You didn’t talk to him did you?”
Chris shrugged. “For a quick second.”
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“Did you say anything about me?”
“You came up a few times.”
I got really nervous. “What did you tell him, Chris?”
Chris had this amused look on his face. “Nothin too bad. Don’t get all stressed B. Your forehead is all wrinkled.”
“You never get tired of fuckin around with me.” I stuffed the piece of paper into my pocket and walked away.
I heard Chris say from behind me, “I was just tryin to help you out.”
“I don’t need your help.”
Chris followed me as I made my way back across campus toward the main gates. He caught up with me. “B, wait up. Let me take you home.”
“That’s okay, I’ll take the bus.” Seizing me by the hand, Chris dragged me off into the direction of his truck. I tried struggling with him, but either he was stronger than I expected him to be, or I just wasn’t in the mood to really struggle with him. As I calmed down, Chris loosened his grip on me, but he didn’t let go of my hand until we reached his truck.
“Get in,” he said as he unlocked the door. I stepped into the truck reluctantly. Chris turned on the engine and we were cruising down the street in seconds.
I asked “How long are we gonna do this?”
“What?” Chris questioned.
“You know what I’m talkin about. We go to detention, and then we fuck, and then we go to school the next day and pretend like we don’t like each other, like we don’t even know who each other are. It’s gettin kinda boring now. When is it gonna stop?”
“Who said anything about me wantin to fuck you today?” Chris asked. “I’m just takin you home. Besides, you’re probably gonna go and fuck that dude Jason, or whatever the fuck his name is.”
“Who said anything about me fuckin anybody?” I questioned back. “And speakin of fucking, what were you and Billy and that other freshman boy–Scott–or whatever his name is doin’?
“It’s not what you think,” Chris said. He took one hand off the steering wheel and used the other hand to tug at his crotch. “I didn’t fuck either one of them.”
“Yeah right.”
“B, of all people, you should know that it takes longer than twenty minutes for me to get off. It woulda took me a hour and a half at least to bone them. And like I told you yesterday, the only person I’m fuckin is you. Probably can’t say the same thing bout you though.”
“What are you talkin about? You the only one I’m…” I stopped talking before I ended the sentence. “I haven’t done anything with Jason Coleman yet–”
“Did you just hear yourself, B?” Chris took his hand off his dick, which I assumed was hard now, and placed it back on the steering wheel. “You said you haven’t done anything with him ‘yet’.”
“I don’t plan on doin anything with him.” That part wasn’t necessarily true. “I don’t even know him all that much yet.”
“There goes that ‘yet’ word again, B. And `sides, you don’t need to know somebody to fuck `em. You just need to be horny enough.”
“So what’s your point?” I asked, annoyed.
“I want you to admit that you wanna fuck that boy,” Chris said.
“Why?”
Chris didn’t answer.
I looked out my window, watching all the houses and trees that passed by. My heart was fluttering in my chest and my stomach felt like it was bouncing all over the place. “I like being with you,” I whispered. I was hoping that Chris didn’t hear me.
“What did you say?” Chris asked.
“Nothin.” I said.
“No,” Chris responded, looking at me. “I wanna hear what you just said.”
My heart was beating like a jackhammer in my chest; I took a deep breath, and without looking at him, I said a little bit louder, “I said I like being with you.” There was an extended moment of awkward silence and I regretted ever saying anything at all. I wish I could’ve just taken it–
“I like bein with you too…” Chris said. His voice shook a little when he said that, as though it was the hardest thing in the world for him to say. Another moment of silence past and Chris asked, “Do you like me?” I really couldn’t believe he was asking me that, and I could tell by the way his voice was still shaking that he couldn’t believe he asked me either.
“…I don’t know… sometimes I do, sometimes I don’t. What about you?”
Chris hesitated for a moment, and then he answered, “More than I should.”
“More than you should, what?” I asked.
Chris kept his eyes straight on the road. “I like you more than I should. Didn’t think that shit would ever happen.”
“Why?”
“`Cause I don’t wanna like you,” Chris said bluntly. “You and me don’t go together. We’re hella opposite.” Though what he was saying was true, his words still stung.
“I know…” I said.
Chris turned down my street. I hadn’t even realized that we were so close to my house. “That dude likes you, the one I was talkin to in the library–Jason.”
“How do you know?” I was interested in hearing his explanation.
“`Cause I can just tell. When I said your name, his face lit up and shit. He was just sittin there, lookin around like he was waitin for somebody to come. Figured he was waitin for you and all, since I saw you talkin to him the other day. Told him you was still in detention and wouldn’t be out for like another half hour. And then he said he didn’t mind waitin, that he was gonna sit there until you came.”
I was kinda bewildered by all of this. “Did he really say that?”
Chris pulled up into my driveway. He shut off the engine and looked at me. For the first time in the four years that I had known him, Chris actually looked serious; he didn’t have that stupid cocky-ass smile on his face that he usually wore, he just looked really sincere. I was almost amazed.
“If Jason said he was gonna wait for me,” I said, “then how come he wasn’t there when I went to the library?”
Chris turned his face away from me. “Told `im to leave. I told him that he might as well just take his ass home, `cause you wasn’t gonna come.”
“Why did you tell him that?”
Taking a deep breath, Chris said, “`Cause I didn’t want you to go off with him…I wanted you to go with me. And that’s what I’m talkin about, I’m not supposed to care…” He stopped talking.
I didn’t really know what to feel. I didn’t know if I should’ve been angry at Chris for making Jason leave, mad at Jason for not waiting for me like he said he would, or should I be happy that Chris waited for me, and that whether he meant to or not, he had shown that there was a part of him that actually did care about me. I felt a mixture of all those emotions and I didn’t know what to say back to Chris. Again, we sat in awkward silence.
“Are you gonna get out?” Chris asked.
“Do you want me to?”
“Yeah and no.” Chris folded his arms around the steering wheel and rested his head gently against the horn, with his face turned toward me. “You’re right,” he said.
“Right about what?”
“All we do is fight, fuck, and go to detention.” I laughed a little and Chris did the same. “We don’t talk, we don’t hang out. We basically don’t even really like each other. But for the past two weeks we’ve been fuckin nearly everyday. That shit is crazy,” Chris said. “I usually don’t give a fuck about who I’m fuckin…but you…I fuckin didn’t think this shit was gonna end up like this.”
“Me either,” I said. “But I’m kinda glad it did.”
“Why?” Chris asked. “You probably have more in common with that pretty dude than you have with me. You can probably talk to him bout all kinda shit, you’ll laugh at his stupid ass jokes and he’ll laugh at yours; you’ll take corny-ass walks through the park; when you go to school you don’t gotta worry bout if he’s gonna ignore you, and when you fuck him, you don’t gotta worry that he might not like you after. You can’t have that with me.”
“And maybe I’m stupid as fuck,” I said, “but that’s the reason why I like bein with you, `cause you don’t do all those things. You’re right, you do ignore me and when we’re fuckin I’m sure most of the time that you don’t feel anything emotional about it, you just wanna get off. But sometimes I know that when we…have sex…that it kinda means somethin to you. It means somethin to me. Like you told me one time, if I really wanted to, I can always find somebody to fuck. I mean it’s not really hard to find so-called straight football players that would probably love me to suck their dick, but I don’t. If I wanted to be with Jason, I wouldn’t be here with you right now.”
Chris didn’t say anything, he just looked at me. “You’re a fuckin dumb-ass,” he said, bursting out into one of his cocky grins. “All this Hallmark bullshit is about to make me fuckin throw up.”
“Fuck, Chris. You always gotta fuck up the mood.”
“Just playin,” Chris said, “don’t get all PMS-ish.”
Slightly annoyed, I opened the door to the truck and was about to step out, when Chris pulled me back in. He grabbed me by the back of my neck and pulled me onto his lips. The kiss started off hard but soon it became gentle, and our tongues brushed up against each other. Chris’ grip on the back of my neck loosened, but he still held on to me, sucking my bottom lip and brushing my hair with his fingers. It was like every nerve in my body was tingling at once, and my body heated up like I had just stepped into an inferno. I didn’t want him to let go of me. But after three minutes–it felt like three hours–Chris gently pulled away from me. I could barely breathe and warm sweat rolled down my back. “That was for this mornin’,” Chris told me. He leaned forward and kissed me again, this time longer than the first, and he rubbed my dick through my jeans.
“Let’s go to my room,” I told him. “My mother isn’t home.”
Gently biting the side of my neck, Chris said, “I can’t. Got somethin I gotta do. Later.”
I wanted him to fuck me right there in that truck, but I managed to use a little self-control. Reluctantly, I pulled away from Chris and stepped out of the car. As I was about to get out the second time, Chris said to me, “Don’t fuck him, B.”
“Huh?”
“Jason. I don’t want you to fuck him. I don’t care if you chill with him, but I don’t want him diggin you out.” Chris had this very serious face on his face.
Before I really had a chance to think about my answer, I said, “I won’t.”
Chris nodded his head slightly. “Promise me.”
Wow, he was really serious about it. “I don’t make promises, Chris.”
“Make one for me.”
It was hard for me to say it, not because I didn’t want to say it, but because I didn’t know if what I was about to say would be the complete truth. “I won’t do anything with him.”
Chris just stared at me as though he was probing my mind with his eyes. After a while he said, “Okay.”
I stepped out of the truck and watched as Chris drove away down the street; I waited until his truck was out of sight and then went inside. I went into my bedroom and plopped on my unmade bed. The sheets still smelled like sweat and cum from when Chris and I had fucked the day before. As I sniffed the sheets, my dick got hard, wishing that Chris was here now in my bed, that I had his eleven inch dick in my mouth. Unbuckling my jeans, I pulled out my dick and started to jerk myself off slowly. Suddenly images of Mr.Wilson came into my head; I don’t know why I thought of him, but I thought about his big dick throbbing against the tight pants he wore; I wondered what it would’ve tasted like. And then I thought of Jason. I wondered how big his dick was and how he looked like naked. I imagined him on top of me, his sweaty, slender, muscular toned body grinding against mine, his dick grazing against my asscrack. Images of him fucking me hard and fast entered my head and I couldn’t get them out–and I kinda didn’t want to get them out. As I jerked off, I tried to think of Chris only, but it didn’t work. Jason kept popping up. I told Chris that I wasn’t going to do anything with Jason, but I didn’t know if I was going to be able to keep that promise. Seconds before I was about to cum, the doorbell rang.
Quickly I stuffed my dick back into my pants, zipped them up. As I jogged into the living room, I assumed that Chris had changed his mind and come back. However, when I reached the door and opened it, I almost screamed in shock–
Jason was on the other side of the door and he looked so fuckin incredible, like a fuckin supermodel, that I thought I was gonna cum right there in my jeans. “Hey, Brandon. Can I come in?”
It was really hard for me to believe that was really happening, that Jason was really standing on the other side of the door. He smiled at me, that perfect, dazzling white smile that my skin tingle. His hazel eyes glimmered in the remaining sunlight. “Jason, what are you doin here?”
Jason took a step toward me. His scent was a lot sweeter than Chris’ but just as hypnotic, if not slightly more. “Came to see you. This a bad time or something?”
I didn’t know what to say. I was stunned. And then I finally regained my senses. “No, come in.” I stepped aside and Jason entered my house. I still couldn’t believe this was happening. I knew that things were really about to get a lot more complicated than I needed them to be.

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A few days ago I had just gotten my license, I was so pumped that I didn’t even remember that I had no car, and no money to buy one
I didn’t really have a job either, I babysat for some neighbors but the pay was crap.  I didn’t like any of their kids either, they were all little brats who pissed and shat everywhere.
My brother would occasionally lend me his car, a 1997 Pontiac, but it was crap and beaten to shit.  And plus, it never felt right driving someone else’s car… The individuality of having a license all kind of fades away when it isn’t even your car.
I eventually started mowing lawns and doing other house hold chores for my dads friend, David.
David was a nice man, nice house, great job, awesome pool, a NICE car, but no family. He also had a cute dog named Cookie
I envied the guy.  
I had saved up about $650 and was looking around the neighborhood for any cars to buy.  I saw a station wagon for sale, $479.
I laughed at myself, realizing that I was about to make myself into a soccer mom.  I quickly shook the idea of getting this girl-repellant car, and walked home.
One night during dinner, my dad asked if any car opportunities had popped up.  I told him no, and that I would keep looking. He quickly looked at me with enthusiasm, telling me about a car he saw for sale down the street.  
So after dinner, we walked down the street and saw the car he was talking about.
It was a nice SUV, pretty cool when you have a lot of friends to drive around.  
I immediately looked to my dad and told him I was ready for this car.
We walked up to the car and saw that there was a girl standing on the other side.
She smiled at us, “Hey! Are you guys the owner of this car? I’m interested in buying it!”
My heart jumped.  “Um no, we were also interested in getting it.”
She looked a little upset, “well I’ve been saving for 2 months to get a car and I was here first, so…”
I looked at my dad, who looked at me and chuckled
“Not my problem Son”
I quickly walked towards the door and rang the bell, and out came a elderly woman with a cane.  She looked at me and asked in a quiet voice “yes?”
“Hello miss, I’m interested in your car, I have about $650 and would love to buy it.”
“oh I’m sorry son, but I can’t sell it for that price…”
Fuck! This old hag was screwing me out of an awesome car!
I walked over to my dad who quietly whispered “$650? Really son? I thought you said $6,500”
He laughed and walked home.
I soon followed, pissed off at how this turned out.
I glanced over at the lady and saw her talking to that girl, she was smiling and nodding a lot, then the girl walked into the house and the doors shut.
That bitch… She’s buying the damn car. 
About a month passed and I kept saving up for a car, awaiting the day an opportunity would arise
I kept doing yard work and such for David, I hadn’t been in his house in a while, he hadn’t really been home much. He usually just came home, paid me, then ran off to God knows where.
One day he wanted me to take his dog for a walk.  I enjoyed time with Cookie, so I agreed, no questions asked.
We walked for about an hour, and then I decided it was a good idea to get on home before it was dark.
Cookie, being the little horn dog he is, noticed a Labrador retriever and ran after her, with naughty intentions I presume.  
Now I haven’t been to the gym in a while, so catching Cookie would be no easy task.
I sprinted after Cookie and the lab for about two blocks before seeing an SUV stop in the middle of the road. A girl popped out of the car and whistled with her fingers
“Here cookie! Come here boy!”
I watched as Cookie turned around, tail wagging rapidly.  He ran towards her and jumped into her arms.  She put him in the car and drove off.
“Holy shit!”  she just fucking robbed Cookie!
What would David say? I just lost his dog to some stranger, how would he ever forgive me? And more importantly, who would pay me a shit load of cash to basically do chores?
My head was spinning, but all my body did was run after her.
I chased her car down for about 5 more blocks, and as she finally stopped and parked in a driveway, she noticed me and laughed.
I ran up to the car and gasped for air, hands on my knees trying to gather up something to say.
I looked up at her with furious eyes
She looked at me, now slightly annoyed.
“What do you want?”
I was finally able to say something
“Give me… Back… The damn dog!”
She looked puzzled 
“Umm, he isn’t yours, this is my friends dog, I found him in the streets just now.”
“that’s because I was walking him for my neighbor! He’s my responsibility”
“Your neighbor?” she looked at the house she’d parked in front of
“You mean his?” she said, pointing at the house
I hadn’t noticed that I had ran all the way back to David’s house.
“Yea, he’s my dads friend, I work for him doing house work.”
“Oh… I’m sorry, I didn’t know.”
She got Cookies leash and handed it to me, then got back in her car.
I felt a little bad, maybe I had hurt her feelings by yelling at her
“Thanks for catching him… I chased him a good 2 blocks, I don’t think I would have caught him if it weren’t for you. ”
She smiled, “No problem, tell David I said ‘hey’.”
She buckled up, then drove off
I watched as she turned the corner and disappeared.  Right then, i realized that she was the girl who bought the car i wanted.  I just stood there in shock, and a little bit of anger hit.
I took cookie inside and then went home.
About a week passed and I was again walking Cookie.
Not even 10 minutes into our walk, that girl drove by again and slowed down to our pace. 
“Hey! It’s you!”  she yelled out with a huge smile on her face
I looked at her, and she instantly stopped smiling, I guess she saw the anger in my face.
“Hey… What’s the matter?”
We had both stopped now, and Cookie was impatiently pulling at the leash.
“Your the damn girl who bought this car I wanted!”
Now SHE looked pissed.
“Um, I actually HAD money, unlike someone.”
 
“Still, I haven’t been able to find any cars for sale, this was the best deal I could find!”
She looked away and laughed 
“Well that’s a shame, it’s really a great car too.  I would have taken you for a ride in it, but I guess you and Cookie can keep walking everywhere.”
She drove off quickly, and left a bunch of smoke in mine and cookies faces.
I hated that girl, and I wanted a car more than ever now.
I finally gave up and bought that shitty station wagon I had seen a while back, and tried fixing it up as much as possible.
I stopped working for David since the whole point of that  was to get a car.
I took the car out for a spin, it felt nice having my own car, even if it was a girl repellant.
I was trying to get used to driving again, since I hadn’t driven in a whole now.
I was fixing my mirrors while driving real slow, when suddenly-
BAM!
Hit a car.
“Son of a bitch!!!” was all I heard 
I hit a hummer, and I prayed that whoever was about to get out of the car did not match the voice of that yell I just heard.
A huge 6’5 guy who’s had to have weighed about 220 lbs of pure muscle walked out and banged on my window
“Come on shit head! Get out here right now! Youre going to pay for this shit!”
I got out of the car slowly.
“I’m really sorry sir, I didn’t mean to, I was distracted”
“Well son of a bitch! you were distracted!? Look at this fucking dent fuck-tard!”
He grabbed my shirt and I swear I felt myself lift a few feet off the ground
My life was flashing before my eyes, I was about to get the beating of a lifetime!
“Put him down Joey!”
I opened my eyes and saw that girl walking over to us, she was walking Cookie.
“Jane, you know this faggot?”
“Yea, we’re friends, look I’ll pay for the damage, please just let him go.”
“Well, alright, if you say so… Tell your brothers and sisters I said hi.”
“sure will. Thanks.”
 
He dropped me on the hood of my car and drove off.
I was still in shock of what had just happened, I looked at her and she looked at me like my mom did when I failed a test in high school.
“Are you kidding me? You had this car for how long? A day?”
She puts her face in her palm for second and laughs 
“Thank God you didn’t buy the SUV”
“Hey lighten up, I was distracted, it couldve happened to anyone”
“Yea, whatever dude, just watch the fuck out next time. I can’t save your ass all the time.”
She started walking away with Cookie and I suddenly felt like an ass
She saved me from a serious beat down and I hadn’t even thanked her
“Hey listen, thanks for what you did, I was seriously about to piss myself.”
She looked back and smiled. 
“Be careful next time.”
And then she walked away.
I inspected my car, not to much damage, barely even noticeable.
I drove home safely, and went to bed, thinking about that girl…
The next day I went over to David’s house and asked him who that girl was
“Jane? She’s a friend of mine, she lives not to far from here.  She’s been walking Cookie ever since you stopped.”
“Sorry about that…”
“don’t worry about it, it’s not a problem.  She does it for free and Cookie really likes her.”
“Oh, we’ll I was just curious, she saved my ass by getting me out of an ass kicking last night.”
“Haha really? Well I hope you thanked her properly.”
“I didn’t really get too.”
“Well look, here’s her address.  Why don’t you go on over later, and thank her.”
“Thanks, I will.”
I hopped in my car and drove over to the address he’d given me, it was really close, about a 5minute drive.
I got to the house and walked up to the door.  I rang the door bell and heard kids screaming. Jane answered the door, she looked like shit.  She had food all over her, her hair was a mess, she was sweating and she looked exhausted.  
“Um, hey”
She turned around and yelled at what looked like a bunch of kids wrestling
“Hey guys, be quiet! I’m talking to a friend!”
She closed the door behind her folded her arms.
“Hey, what’s up?”
“I just wanted to say thank you for what you did last night, that was awesome of you and I feel really bad about how bad I’ve treated you.”
She looked down and smiled
“Look, it’s ok.  I just didn’t want to see you get your face beaten inside out.”
We both laughed, and then it got quiet.
“Those kids, are they…?”
“No, they are my brothers and sisters, I’m raising them.”
“Where are your parents?”
“They  left us here, told me that I had to be a big girl and raise them all.”
She was looking at her toes now
“They left us a bunch of cash, its lasted about 2 years, but its been running out lately. we were running out of options until David, your neighbor, walked by with Cookie and saw me crying on the door step.  He asked me what was wrong and i told him everything.  He’s offered to help us out.  He’s been paying bills and basically living here to help me with them.
So that’s why he was hardly home.  
“He’s really amazing, he helps so much and doesn’t ask for anything in return.”
She was crying now
She was fighting to hold it back, but I could tell she really needed to get the tears out. She probably hadn’t cried to someone in a long time. She was a tough girl.
Suddenly I felt like a bad guy, this girl needed that car and I hated her for taking it.  
“Look I’m sorry about how I treated you, and for yelling at you that one night.”
She wasn’t crying anymore, but her eyes were puffy and red.
“It’s fine, I understand. I felt bad about taking the car, but I really needed it-”
I cut her off, “It’s fine, I totally get it.”
I smiled at her and then it was quiet again.
“jaaaane!” 
A little girl opened the door from behind her and pulled at her shirt.
“Joshua hit me!”
Jane looked at me then back at the girl.
“ok ok, we will deal with him in a second. Go inside, I’ll be right there.”
I smiled at the girl who smiled back at me
“Is he your boyfriend Jane?”
We looked at eachother and laughed 
“No he is just a good friend mine.”
“He looks nice.”
The girl then quickly ran inside and left us alone.
“Well I really have to go, I have to take care of them.”
“Yea ok, I’ll let you go, thanks again.”
She rubbed my shaggy hair quickly, trying to mess it up
“No problem”
She smiled, then shut the door.
A few weeks passed and I hadn’t seen Jane in a while.  I guess she had gotten to busy to walk Cookie.
I went over to David while he was watering his lawn.  
“Hey David, where’s Jane been? I havent seen her walking Cookie.”
“Hey Steven.  Well Jane is really busy with her brothers and sisters, I can’t ask her to walk Cookie for me anymore, she needs to be at home taking care of them.”
I was a little disappointed, I actually missed seeing her around.
“Oh, yea I understand.  Well, thanks.”
I started walking home when David called for me.
“You know Steven, she could really use a friend HER age, you know? I can’t always be there for her, and she doesn’t really have anyone to talk to.  She had to quit school a while ago.”
Damn… I had no idea what this girl was going through.
“I guess I could help her with some chores?”
David laughed, “I said a friend, not a maid.  Someone to go out and hang with, see a movie, you know?”
“Yea, I get you.”
“Look Steven, that girl is an angel, I really want whats best for her.  I’m going to talk to her tonight and ask her what she thinks about me setting her you and her up on a little ‘play date’, she could really take a breather.”
“Who will watch her brothers and sisters?”
“I will. I’ll go babysit them, I’m not busy during weekends.  You guys could stay at my place, here is a key.”
He was trusting me with his house now? I guess he really did trust me.
“Like i said, she is an angel, so please take care of her. Show her a good time, ok?”
I nodded, I was actually getting really nervous at the thought of being alone with a girl for that long.  I only had one girl friend and she cheated on me with my best friend, so I was still kind of bitter.
David handed me the keys, then went over to Janes house.
I went inside, admiring the interior of the house.  It was super neat, well decorated, and smelled great.  
I really didn’t mind sleeping over at his place, I had a bunch of awesome stuff; the pool, the jacuzzi, the HD flat screen tv, awesome DVD collection,fridge with good food… Dude had it made.
About 20 minutes later, I see Jane pull up to the drive way.
She has a few bags, probably clothes and stuff.
I walk outside to help her, and she quickly displays shock in seeing me.
“umm, what are you doing here?”
“David told me to watch his place while he’s gone.  He wanted me to help you relax and have some fun.  He says that you should really take a break from babysitting.”
She looked at me a bit uneasy
“Oh really? And how are YOU supposed to help me have fun?”
I didn’t know what to say
“Um, well I don’t know… But if you want, I’ll just go home and let you relax on your own.”
She didn’t reply, she just stared at me
I started walking home when she soon followed
“Wait, I’m sorry.  Don’t leave me alone…”
I looked at her, and she was staring at me as if begging me to stay
She was really afraid to be on her own. 
“Ok, I’ll stay. Lets get your stuff inside.”
She suddenly became really preppy and giggly 
“ok! Here”
She said, Handing me one of her bags.
While she unpacked all her stuff, I made us some dinner and put on a movie.  She came into the kitchen quickly sniffing around, then looked at me
“That smell is from here? YOU can cook?!”
I laughed, “yes I can cook, pretty well too.”
“wow! It looks great! Spaghetti, meatballs, garlic bread, mashed potatoes… That’s a lot to cook in such a short time!”
“Well I usually cook for my family, so I’ve had a lot of practice”
She looked at me and smiled 
“Well maybe you can cook for us sometimes, my brothers and sisters haven’t had a good meal in a while, I can’t really cook”
“Haha sure thing, I’ll make them my special homemade mushroom soup!”
She looked at me and wrinkled her nose like if he just smelled something gross
“that sounds nasty.”
We both laughed, and I promised her I’d let her taste it one day.
The rest of the night was pretty nice, we spent the evening watching comedy movies with Seth Rogen in them, he’s one of my favorite comedians.  
The night was filled with a lot of laughter, something I’m sure she hadn’t done in a while.  After a while, I noticed she had fallen asleep on my shoulder.  I turned off the tv, and carried her into David’s room.  
I looked at her and noticed how cute she was.  She had a really girly complexion.  Cute dimples, a little mole above her cheek, soft smooth skin.  She was really beautiful.  I tucked her in, then grabbed a blanket and went to go sleep on the couch.  
After about an hour of trying to sleep, I woke up to use the restroom.  On my way back down, I looked into the room to check on Jane.  She was asleep, she looked really comfortable.  She probably hadn’t had a good nights sleep for a while.
I smiled, then went back down stairs and tried to fall asleep.
About another hour passed, and just as I was falling asleep, I was woken up by Jane coming down stairs and waking me up.
“Hey, boy, are you awake?”
“Yea. What’s up?”
“I heard a noise upstairs, I’m scared to go back up there.”
She was shivering, it was really cold that night.
“ok, let’s go check it out.”
I grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around her, then proceeded to walk up the stairs cautiously 
After about 5 minutes of inspecting, we found nothing.
“it must have been your imagination Jane, it’s safe”
She looked at me with a worried face
“Can you sleep with me? I don’t feel safe… I’m not used to being alone in bed, I usually have my sisters with me”
I was afraid to actually get in bed with this girl, I didn’t really want to make myself look like a pervert in any way.  She DID ask though…
“Yea sure.”
“yay! Thank you so much.”
She gave me a big hug which felt like it lasted for ever
She was so soft and warm, I didn’t want to let go.  She smelled really good, like strawberries.
I got in bed with my jeans and sweater, while she was in panties and a tank top.
“you sure your comfortable with this?” she asked
I smiled, “Anything to make you feel better”
She gave me the most cute little smile ever, then nodded.
“Thanks, but you don’t have to wear all your clothes! I mean who sleeps in jeans and a sweater?”
“Uh, well I don’t want to make things weird for you…”
“nonsense! I want you to be comfortable too you know.”
I did as she said, and took off my sweater and jeans, leaving me in only my t shirt and boxers.
She giggled, then tucked herself in.
I got in bed and faced to opposite way of where she was, and closed my eyes. This was way better than a couch.
I felt her moving around and squirming, then she finally came up behind me and put her arm around my waist.
“Thank you, I really needed this…”
I was so shocked, I actually stopped breathing for a second.
“You have no idea what it’s like to live in a house full of people, and feel so alone.  No one to talk to that isn’t a child.  No one who knew what I was going through, besides David.”
She was struggling to get the words out now
“I- I just really needed this.”
She layed her head on me and closed her eyes.
I didn’t say anything, and we both fell asleep.
I woke up and looked around the room.
She wasn’t here.
I went down stairs and smelled something terrifyingly gross
I walked into the kitchen to find Jane in front of the stove, with smoke everywhere.
“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!”
I got the fire extinguisher under the sink and put out what looked like horribly burned omelette.
The smoke cleared and Jane looked at me with the saddest eyes I had ever seen
“I’m so sorry, I tried to make you breakfast to thank you for last night! But I couldn’t get it right, and-”
I grabbed her and held her tight 
“it’s fine… don’t worry about it”
“Now you probably think I suck at cooking, don’t you?”
“Haha of course not, I bet you can cook a mean bowl of cereal!”
She punched my arm and laughed.
We spent the rest of the morning cleaning up the mess, then took turns showering.
When I got out, I found all her clothes on the floor of the living room.  I walked out to the back yard, which was huge, and saw her inside the pool swimming.
“Hey! Come inside! The water is really nice right now”
I couldn’t say no to that!
 I took off my shorts and shirt and jumped in with nothing but boxers
“Woo! That a’ boy!”
I came up and brushed my hair off my face 
She looked at me then splashed some water around
“Haha I totally forgot he had this pool, it’s amazing!”
I had to agree with her on that one.
“Yea, he would let me come over all the time for a swim.”
“Lucky! I wish I had a pool, especially in those horrible summer days.”
We went on to talk about a lot of stuff, hopes, dreams, school, old friends, ect.
She started getting closer to me every few minutes, I guess she was getting pretty comfortable with me.
“So your girlfriend cheated on you?”
“Yea, back in highschool.  She was a real slutty type of girl.  Apparently everyone knew except me.”
“That bitch!”
Suddenly it was quiet
Then we both bursted into laughter
“Yea, she was a bitch haha.  So what about you? How was your ‘love life’ in school?”
“Well I never really experienced anything in the short time I was in High school, but in middle school, boys never noticed me.”
I couldn’t believe that, she was stunning, she had an amazing personality, beautiful features, and a smoking hot body
“I remember at a dance, back in middle school, the boys all had to choose a girl they wanted to dance with.  I had found the prettiest dress ever, and I tried my best to look cute so that a boy would choose me to dance with.  So I sat on the girl side for about an hour, and no one ever asked me to dance.”
“why not?”
“I don’t know, I guess they didn’t think I was pretty, no boy has ever really shown any sort of feelings for me.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
“But you’re so pretty, I totally would have danced with you if I was there!”
She looked at me,surprised. then she started getting angry.
“Shut up.”
Now I was confused
“Shut up!”
She stormed out of the pool, got her clothes off the living room floor, and locked herself in the bathroom.
I stayed there, completely unknowing of what I had done.
I got out, got dressed, and sat near the door of the restroom waiting for her to come out.
About an hour later she walked out, with an apologetic face.
“Hey…”
I stood up and walked up to her
“What happened out there-”
Suddenly she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me close to her face and started kissing me
I kissed her back passionately, feeling my heart race with emotions
She stopped kissing me and put her forehead on my chest
“No one has ever called me pretty before.”
I froze up.  I guess she didn’t know how to react to what I had said before
“Well you are, you’re gorgeous.  I would love to have danced with you.”
She smiled back at me with a few tears in her eyes
“Thank you… Why are you being so sweet to me?”
“I don’t know, I guess I like you.”
“You do?”
I smiled at her, “Yea, your an angel.”
She looked at me and bit her lip, trying not to cry again.  
Again, she pulled me in for a kiss- but this time she was more aggressive about it.  She needed this badly
She wrapped her legs around my waist as I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom
She wasn’t paying attention to anything else except my lips
She was sucking them, licking them, biting them, everything
She kissed me like she had never been kissed… Which was probably true
She ripped off my shirt and started kissing my chest
She became a lot more gentle now, slowly licking and nibbling on my chest and nipples.  She made her way down to my crotch and look up at me, as if asking for approval.
I silently nodded, and watched as she slowly pulled down my shorts and boxers, revealing my fully erect penis.
She examined it for a second, trying to figure out what to do first.
She began kissing the tip of the head, gently  placing her lips on it.  She licked it softly, making my cock jump from excitement.  She noticed how eager my cock was, so she began licking up and down my shaft, and cradling my balls.
  She finally placed my cock in her mouth, going all the way down in one go, and staying there for about 5 seconds, slurping and sucking all the saliva and pre cum off. Her chin touched my balls, and she stuck her tongue out to lick them as much as possible while gagging on my cock and her saliva. She pulled her head up slowly, looked at me in the eyes and whispered 
“I want to please you better than anyone else ever will.”
She took my cock in her hands and began jerking be really slow, then finally took my cock in her mouth again, and started moving her head up and down my cock, progressively getting faster.  My cock throbbed in her mouth, and I felt my balls begin to tighten
She started slurping and sucking harder and harder until I finally couldn’t take it anymore, and I came into her throat, string after string of cum flowing down her throat. She closed her eyes as I pushed harder and stuffed my cock down her throat further and further. She gagged, but held her ground- making sure she swallowed every last drop.
I finally pulled out my cock and she gasped for air
She licked her lips and smiled up at me 
“Was it good?”
I smiled, picked her up, and kissed her.
She leaned in and grabbed my half hard cock and whispered into my ear
“I want you inside of me… I want you to be my first”
She was still rubbing my cock which began getting hard almost instantly
She licked my ear then bit my lobe.
She slowly backed up and turned around, facing away from me
She took off her shirt and unhooked her bra very slowly, I could tell she was nervous 
She slowly pulled down her pants and revealed her white cotton panties.  She then began to lower those too, and finally- she was completely naked
She stood still, not facing me.  
I waited about 25 seconds before she finally said, “Well? Say something…” 
I walked up behind her and put my arms around her waist
“You’re so beautiful…”
I couldnt see, but I knew she was smiling.
I reached around and felt her unshaven pussy.She was soaked
I felt her clit, gently rubbing it with my index finger- then inserted my middle finger into her
She held her breath a few seconds, then let out a sigh
“mmm, wow….”
I kept fingering her, speeding up and becoming more aggressive and pushing in deeper into her tight virgin pussy
“oh… God….”
Her moans started getting louder, her breathing heavier.
“oh god, oh god…”
She was beginning to whimper, letting out little cries that sounded so sexy and cute at the same time
Finally her pussy tightened around my fingers and her body spasmed 
She stopped breathing and moaning, she didn’t make a sound
Her mouth was completely wide open and her eyes TIGHTLY shut.
It looked as if she couldnt breathe, when she suddenly said…
“Ffffuuuck!”
I laughed quietly and turned her to kiss her
She grabbed me close and jammed her whole tongue down my throat. She was incredibly horny and needed more.
I picked her up and placed her on the bed, I slowly got on top and prodded her pussy with the tip of my cock
“It’s going to hurt…”
“Yea I know, every girl knows that… It’s ok”
I began inserting it, and about half way in… 
“Holy shiiiiit… Uuuunh, slower please.”
After I was in, she was crying a little, but she wanted to continue
I slowly moved my hips back and forth, going in and out of her tight pussy 
She groaned from pain, but she didn’t want to stop.
I sped up and the groans turned to moans, moans of love and joy
“mmm yes…”
I started to thrust harder, pushing as far as my cock could go.
“I’m going to cuuuuuum!”
He pussy tightened up and a bunch of her pussy juice poured from her and all over my cock.  
I wasn’t done though.
I flipped her over and got her on all fours
She looked back at me, smiled, then popped her ass in the air
I bent over and licked her pussy while jerking myself
God she tasted amazing
I quickly inserted my cock and started fucking her like crazy
Her ass was slapping against my balls loudly, and it felt great!
I reached around and began rubbing her nipples and her body began to shake
“Oh yea! Fuck me harder! Please!”
I started going as fast as I could, dripping sweat all over her ass and back
I pulled out my cock just as she came again, this time squirting on the bed sheets
She relaxed her body and layed her face on the bed with her ass still in the air
I grabbed her thighs and slowly pushed my cock into her asshole
She looked over at me in fear
“aaaah… Wait no! What are you- aaaah!”
I fucked her hard, not letting her ass adjust to the pain of my cock stretching her little tight pink asshole
She finally accepted it and layed her face on the bed, grabbing the sheets and pulling really hard and trying not to scream from pain
“I’m almost there…”
Her asshole was so warm and tight, I couldn’t hold it in anymore
With one finally thrust, I let out all my cum into her asshole, releasing stream after stream of cum into her
I finally pulled my cock out of her asshole, which made a loud “PLOP” noise from being so tight
She got on her back and sat up straight
“well I didn’t expect THAT”
“Yea me neither, I just kinda went for it… Sorry”
“it huuuuurt!”
“yea, sorry”
“it’s ok, I guess.  Next time go slow!”
We laughed, then cuddled up on the bed and began to fall asleep.
She looked up at me and said, “hey…”
“yea?”
“I just realized something”
“what is it?”
“I don’t even know your name”
“It’s Steven”
End
 

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