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Author's infos Gender: Male Age: 36 Location: Washington State |
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Chapter Ten: Drunken Hook Ups College life on campus was actually a lot easier than what I had gone through the year before. I was taking optometry as a major and writing as a minor. I had decided that eye doctor was a worthy occupation and dad really liked that idea for me. I was taking the writing classes for me. I had gotten it in my head lately to become a writer. The writing classes I was taking were more about learning how to tell a story, in the way of characterization, dialogue and plot development. Not so much about the sentence structure and spelling. Katie was still in school on scholarships and taking a number of classes. I would see her at the school library quite often. Sometimes we would sit and do our homework together. I enjoyed that time with my sister as much as our at home time. She worked a couple nights a week in a law firm doing filing. This gave her enough money for school supplies and groceries. Abby had gotten a full time job as a waitress when she had come to live with Katie and spent her days at the restaurant. This helped out with the grocery money along with the fact that she often brought home dinner from work. That worked for me, I hated cooking. I had taken my experience working for the high school last year and managed to get a part time job a couple nights a week working as a handyman for an on call maintenance service. This gave me just enough spending money to go out on the weekends and still get all my school work and studying handled. I made a friend not long after the beginning of the school year. I met him because he had been hitting on Katie. She had turned him down repetitively and asked me to talk to him because he wasn’t getting the point. His name was Jeff and I went to talk to him to get him to leave her alone. I found someone not to unlike myself. We got to talking and I found out he lived at the frat house, but didn’t quite fit in there. He said he was sorry and didn’t mean any harm, he just thought Katie was cool and he had never had a real girlfriend. He said he would leave her alone. After that he decided we could be friends. I wasn’t that excited by that at first, but I soon realized he was cool to hang around with. When I had free time I would hang out with him in the frat house playing video games, and talking about girls with the frat brothers. Jeff kept inviting me to parties but I told him I spent my weekends hanging around my weekends hanging around my sister and my girlfriend. The first time he met Abby I thought his eyes were going melt, he stared so hard. At that moment I got a kick out of calling her my girlfriend again, even if it was just a cover story. I settled into a routine pretty early. I spent my days in classes, my evenings at work or in the school library studying and writing stories. I found myself escaping into my stories, I wrote primarily in the love and mystery genres. My writing teacher was often excited when I told him I had another chapter ready for him to review, he said he always couldn‘t wait to see how I would mix things up. College was shaping up to be pretty cool this year. I spent my nights with my girls; they jokingly referred to themselves as my two girlfriends. Most nights I would be with one or the other at a time. It was only on rare occasions all three of us would get together. I said earlier that both girls had very different needs. When Abby wanted it, she wanted it now. She didn’t care what I was doing she wouldn’t take no or later for an answer. She would grab my pants and the next thing I knew she would be riding me like she had a gun to her head. She was wild and tight and I could never last long with her. Katie on the other hand, would ask me what I was doing or if I was busy. If I said I had time or wasn’t doing anything she would lead me by the hand to the bedroom and we’d have sex slow and passionately. She was so warm and tight with her our love making would last for hours sometimes. Even with all the sex I was having, I was lonely. The girls had each other. The rule was that having sex with one another was great and they both loved me, but night was their time together. They made a rule that no matter what was going on inside or outside the apartment they would always meet each other in bed at night. I thought it was sweet. I could hear them in their room some nights making love to each other. It made me wonder how Abby was with Katie. Was she wild like with me or soft and slow like Katie? I tried not to think about it. They slept together every night, and in this case I’m meaning sleep, which I thought was sweet on a romantic level. The fact of the matter was that I was jealous actually. They had each other and I spent every night alone. I’m sure they would have let me sleep in there with them but I didn’t feel right about interfering with their alone time. So it was I spent all my nights in my twin size bed masturbating and passing out alone. It was Christmas break in no time. I was alone at the apartment for once. Abby and Katie had flown home to Abby’s house to come out of the closet to her parents. I opted to stay home for some peace and quiet. Truth be told as much as I loved having sex with them I was worn out and needed a couple days off. I called home on Christmas and talked to dad for a while. He said he really missed having me around the house. He told me Linda had come up for a few days and they were all having a great time. I talked to Lilly for a few minutes then I asked if Ash was around, not really knowing what I would say to her anyway. Lilly said that she and Linda had gone out for some last minute supplies for dinner. Then Lilly said that she really wanted to talk to me about something, but she would call me back later in the week. I wasn’t sure if I should be worried about it or not. I wandered if Ash had said anything to her. I was about to have lunch a couple days after Christmas when Lilly called me like she had promised. She explained that she had wanted to talk to me when my dad wasn’t home to hear her. “What’s up Lilly?” “I just wanted to ask if you had something you wanted to tell me.” I wondered which one of the things she was curious about. The fact I was regularly having sex with her daughter or that I’d had sex with her sister. “I don’t know is there something I should tell you?” “Did you lie to me when I asked you if you were having sex with Ash?” I thought back to that conversation two years ago. “No. I didn’t lie to you then. We weren’t having sex. What brought this on, Lilly?” “She hasn’t been the same since you left. I recognize the signs Joey, I‘m just looking for the truth.” “How has she not been the same?” I asked trying to keep my voice from cracking, “What signs?” Lilly told me that since the day I had left for college Ash had done nothing but sit in her room crying. She goes to school. Her grades are only slightly just above passing. She comes out of her room to eat dinner and goes right back. Every time Lilly sees her she she’s clutching a necklace I gave her. Lilly said it was pretty obvious at first that she was sad to see her best friend go. But as time went by she wasn’t getting any better. Lilly realized after time she was acting completely heartbroken, and she wondered what was going on. Lilly asked Ash about it and she wouldn’t talk. All Ash would say to her was that after everything he didn’t even say goodbye. This led Lilly to wonder what Ash was hiding from her. So she was flat out asking me. “I truly don’t know what to say here Lil,” I didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t tell her the truth, “I knew were close but I didn’t expect her to take my leaving so hard.” “Joey, I love you, but stop lying to me,” She was stern and I could hear the anger in her voice, “I know this goes beyond just being friends, do you think I’ve been stupid all this time?” “No I don’t think your stupid,” I was shaking, I really didn’t know what to do here. I didn’t want to betray Ash with our secret but I was lying to the woman who had been the greatest mom to me ever. “It’s ok Joey,” Lilly said soothingly, “Just talk to me. I can’t help her through whatever she’s going through if I don’t know exactly what happened.” “I loved her Lil,” I broke. Months of holding back my hurt, burst from me in an instant, “I loved her so much I didn’t think I could breathe without her next to me.” I said angrily. I hadn’t cried about Ash since that first morning I had spent in bed with Katie after I got here. Now it was coming out as anger. “It’s ok Joey,” Lilly said softly, “I always knew that no matter what was going on in the house you truly cared for her. That‘s why I never really pried into what was going on between you two. I saw a lot more then you realize.” “Something that happened this summer, but I don’t want to talk about it.” “It’s ok Joey, I still love you, I’m not mad. I can tell you have real feelings for each other. I can hear two broken hearts in you guys.” “Thank you for understanding, Lil.” “Actually I’m not surprised I‘ve been expecting this for a long time.” “I’m sorry I never wanted lie to you,” I admitted. “It’s ok. I was only 16 when your dad and I got together the first time. I’ve been there. I know why you hid this from us.” “I love you so much Lilly. I wish you were really my mom too.” “Me too sweetie, but with all the tears I’ve seen from her and all the love I hear in your voice what happened?” “I can’t tell you that. I’m sorry.” I wasn’t about to tell Lilly about Ash’s scheming and the fact that it had resulted in me banging Katie. “It’s ok, I think I get it. I can help her if she talks to me now.” “Lil, can you tell her something?” “Sure sweetheart, what?” “Tell her, I love her, and I was wrong.” The rest of Christmas break played out without incidents. By the time the girls were back I was so lonely I grabbed Abby at the door as she had done to me a few months earlier. I through her on the couch and I fucked her harder, more aggressively then I had ever had sex with anyone. When we were done she lay on the couch, giant smile on her face, thanking me but wondering what had brought that on. I shrugged and went into my room. It was about a half an hour later that Katie knocked on my door. I told her to come in. It was rare for her to come to my room. She said Abby had gone to bed, complaining that she could barely walk after what I had done to her. Katie had a sad look in her eye and asked me what had upset me so much. I shrugged and she told me that she could tell by the way I banged Abby I wasn’t just upset I was mad. I told her the truth that I was upset by Lilly’s phone call about Ash, I was lonely and I had missed my two girlfriends. Katie crawled into bed with me. We never did anything in my bed. While Abby and I had done it everywhere in the house, Katie and I had only had sex in her bed. She started kissing my neck, and reached into my pants, lightly stroking me. She told me to keep talking about my feelings that it was about time I got them all out. She said if I didn’t I might end up killing her girlfriend next time I banged her. We both laughed at this. She always knew how to calm me down when I was angry. I talked to her for an hour or more. I talked about how much I needed love not sex. She continued to hold me and kiss my neck the whole time I talked. I told her I cherished these moments with her but she was Abby’s girlfriend and I needed one of my own. I loved being with her so much but I realized that night I needed to finally give her up too. I needed to move on, I needed real love and I needed a real girlfriend. I told her this. She kissed me on my forehead and said she understood. We both knew this would be the end of our relationship with each other as anything other than siblings. I made love to her after that in my room. It was slow and had more love behind it then any time we’d had sex. It was the most passionate and delicate we had ever been with each other. We truly made love that night; maybe because we thought this would be the last time. Katie kissed me deeply as she climbed off the bed. I knew I would miss her and what we had together. But I would never move on if I was dwelling on Ash and having sex with Katie all the time. I needed to break it all off and start over. Since I decided that if I was going to stop having sex with Katie then maybe I should stop with Abby too. Abby didn’t take things as well as Katie. She still had strong feelings for me and didn’t want to give me up. We came to an agreement. As long as I wasn’t dating anyone Abby and I could still have sex from time to time. She really didn’t have to twist my arm that hard to get me to agree to that condition. I told Abby I was serious though and I really thought it was time I enjoyed college and tried to find a girlfriend of my own. I told her it would definitely have to stop if I was seeing someone because I didn’t cheat. She relented and said that’s why she loved me, because I tried so hard to be an honest man. I again really wished in that moment that I could have loved her that way I wanted to. She deserved it from me after all this time. The school year moved on and I still was no closer to finding a girlfriend. I found that most of the girls at school either already had boyfriends or were drunken partiers who slept with anyone. Jeff finally talked me into coming to his frat parties and I began to spend my fair share of my Friday nights going to those parties, after work, trying to meet a girl. I actually lost track of the number of drunken, easy and moronic girls I hooked up with around that time. I was banging anyone who would have me anywhere we could get it on. No place was off limits to me during this time period. My old exhibitionism kicked into high gear I would get it on with girls in the frat bathroom, the pool, the girls dorm, the hood of a nearby car, once the front porch of a girl’s parents house, I even had sex with one girl in the movie common room at the college with people in the room, generally anywhere a girl was willing to fuck me, we fucked. I’d have sex with these girls but it wasn’t more than that. They weren’t looking for a relationship after we’d fuck they would move on, I’d see them at the next party looking for the next drunken hook up. I didn’t blame them; it wasn’t like I expected any of these hook ups to lead to the love of my life. The sex was really a way of getting through the week while pretending it was about looking for a girlfriend. Abby and Katie had been dating now for a full year, I had stopped having sex with Katie after Christmas and I stopped having sex with Abby by spring break. It was about this time Jeff told me he had started dating his high school best friend. Her name was Jenny and she had moved nearby to take a job as a pharmacy technician. I guess they had gone out to lunch to catch up on old times and they ended up dating. I was happy for him but I was a little jealous that he had found a girlfriend and I still hadn’t. I gave up looking for a girlfriend after that. I wasn’t much of a partier at heart and I quit going to the frat parties by spring break. Don’t get me wrong it wasn’t that I didn’t like getting laid by random girls but it wasn’t what I was looking for. If anything I was finding myself more lonely coming home smelling of sex, just to go to bed alone. Just after spring break my writing teacher had given one of my short stories to the drama professor. The professor approached me about turning it into this season’s college production. It was a murder mystery I had wrote that she felt would very easily turn into a stage play. It wasn’t much more than an essay but it was a murder mystery with a twist ending. I was so excited about the idea that one of my stories could be made into something real, that I said yes without thinking. I agreed but only if I could write the play and help pick the actors. I had an idea in my head of how these characters were and I wanted to find actors I felt would embody the parts. I found putting on a play was harder than I had ever imagined. Our college had an entire theater building with a large stage, and office and a number of dressing rooms down stairs. I spent the every night in the office trying to rewrite my story into a play; this isn’t as easy as it sounds. The professor would lock me in every night so she could go home and I could do what I needed to. This worked out well enough I just had to remember not to forget my car keys because I couldn’t get back in. I almost screwed that up on the first night. I had pushed open the door only to realize my keys were still on the desk. We held auditions two weeks later; I had barely had time to finish the script by then. As the writer and script supervisor I was one of a small group in charge of the production, which included, the drama professor, a student director, a set designer, lighting and sound guy, and I talked Jeff into working with us as producer. The six of us got together on a Saturday morning to hold auditions. It was, in my opinion, grueling. Time and again, line after line people would come on stage and just belt out the worst audition material possible. I had no idea how we were going to find all the people we needed from what came in the door. I was really glad it wasn’t only my decision at that point. It was Saturday evening and I was so ready to go home, I was beginning to rethink this whole idea, when she walked in. She didn’t audition on the stage she walked up next to me and started talking. I didn’t hear a word she said, but she had her hand out to shake mine. I shook her hand while looking into her eyes; I had found what I had been looking for all year. She was an average looking girl, somewhat too skinny for me, plain face and what looked to be smaller breasts. What had me were her eyes, it’s all I saw when she had walked up to me. As anyone knows by now I have a thing for captivating eyes. She said something else; I still didn’t hear her, because I was in another world. Jeff walked past me and put his arm around her and kissed her cheek. I was frozen on the spot. Jeff looked at me funny and walked away with his arm still around the girl. I wanted her. I wanted her not just for myself but for the play. But if she was who I thought she was I knew she couldn’t audition. I had been so captivated by her I hadn’t heard a word she said, but I knew she had to be Jeff’s girlfriend Jenny. I asked Jeff all about Jenny the next day. He didn’t seem overly excited while talking about her. He explained that they had grown up together as kids and grew apart by junior high. He said in high school they had re-met in their sophomore year and became friends again. He said at the time neither one had any real feelings for each other they just remained close friends. Because they didn’t have dates he took her to the prom senior year and they took each other’s virginity after the dance. After that she went to trade school and he had gone off to college. It was just coincidence that she got a job in the same town now. When they had re-met again here they thought they should give the whole dating thing a try. I was a little put off by how uninspired he was by her. In one second I had been completely lost in her aura. I didn’t think he deserved her but I wasn’t the kind of guy to steel a girlfriend was I? Production continued and we eventually got this thing cast. I found a ruling about brining actors in from outside the college and I talked Jenny into playing the lead role. She didn’t know if she would have time in her busy life, I told her I wouldn’t do the production if she wouldn’t agree to play the lead. Amazingly she found the time for me, I was more than grateful. Once I was able to talk to her I found her even more interesting than at our first meeting. She was into books, which if you’re this far into the story you’ll know I like that in girls, and we spent our time discussing story plots, when we weren’t going over lines. As time wore on I found out she worked in a Pharmacy, did charity work, and had taken in her 8 year old cousin, Anne, because Anne’s parents were drug addicted alcoholics and couldn’t take care of her. She treated Anne as both cousin and parent. Anne still couldn’t read yet and having had druggy parents she had a number of behavior problems. Jenny was taking her to therapy and trying to teach her how to read. I thought it was amazing that a girl not much older than me was doing so much and already being a parent. When rehearsing Jenny had to leave Anne with a friend until she could pick her up again she just found a way to make everything work. I was so inspired by Jenny I went with her a couple times to the charity things she did. Jenny thought this was unbelievable, she had tried to get Jeff to go but he preferred to stay at home with his frat brothers and play video games. I spent time with Jenny and Anne going to the park on a number of weekends. I used the excuse that we could hang out and run lines while Anne played with Jenny’s dog. Jenny had a little mixed terrier ironically named Barky but the dog rarely made a sound. Jenny told me that it was nice to have the company, Jeff rarely liked going out if it meant taking Anne with them. He didn’t know how to deal with her behavior and wasn’t ready for with kids. Anne and I seemed to get along right away, we joked and I played with her and the dog for a while. Jenny said she thought it was adorable. With only a few weeks to go in the school year we were getting close to having to perform this production. One week until we opened our lead guy got arrested on a 3rd DUI and was thrown in jail for 90 days. This left us without a main character actor. As the writer of the production I knew the lines better than anyone and they talked me into playing the lead. I was petrified. I never wanted to be an actor. I was just fine behind the curtain but now I had no choice but to get out there and act with Jenny. The same reason I decided to play the role was the same thing that scared me about it. There was a love scene in this play. Nothing big, no full nudity or anything, that wasn’t allowed, just lying in bed with her in a bra and me shirtless. All we did was mostly talk in this scene then a few minutes of kissing before going to bed. This took place just before the killer comes into the house and I have a fight scene with him. Easy enough, but I was so enamored with her that I didn’t know if I could stop once I started kissing her. Jeff joked that this better be the only time he caught me kissing his girlfriend. I just gave a quick laugh at that. When rehearsing we did this part with our clothes on and didn’t actually kiss. We were holding out on doing it for real until opening night. The night of the play changed everything for me. I liked Jenny but I wouldn’t say I was in love with her. As far as I felt on that, I didn’t love at all anymore. Don’t get me wrong, I loved my sister and I loved Abby like a sister now, but that was different. I felt no more pain from my life last year and I wasn’t ready to jump into the emotional pool anytime soon again. But I liked Jenny a lot and I wanted to date her to get to know her. I felt like I had found a real person, not just another college slut. I wanted to date a real person. I thought back to Brooke. I really wish she was here or nearby enough to give that another try. But in the here and now was Jenny. It just would’ve been great if she wasn’t dating Jeff. It was opening night and I was jittery as hell. I knew my material and I knew my blocking, but I couldn’t sit still. Jeff as producer had decided to hang out by the doors and great and talk to people as they came in. The cast had made their way upstairs hanging out back stage. I was upstairs and pacing around, sweating through my shirt. I could see the auditorium filling up with people. I looked at my watch; we had only an hour before curtain. I looked around and I couldn’t find Jenny. I decided to go look for her. I found her in one of the dressing rooms she was standing still and breathing while moving her arms slowly. I asked her what she was doing and she explained about how she had learned breathing exercises when she was younger. She turned to look at me and saw how bad I was sweating. “We need to get you another shirt,” she exclaimed looking at me. “Yeah, I guess this one’s about ruined.” With that she walked to me and pulled my shirt off. I felt guilty as she removed my shirt and I stood there half naked with her for the first time. “I never liked that shirt as a costume choice anyway,” she said shyly looking at me, “Let’s find you something to make you look a little hotter.” “Well the shirt was picked for Ted when he had the role. I didn’t bother with adjusting the costuming to me when he went to jail.” She smiled at me while looking through the extra clothing in the dressing room. She pulled a black long sleeve shirt off the rack. “This one should fit,” she said actually running her hand across my chest, she pulled away really quick when she had realized what she had done. “Looks good,” I said nervously, “Good choice.” I pulled the shirt over my arms quickly feeling awkward for some reason. Jenny stood in front of me buttoning my shirt for me. Suddenly we were kissing, I couldn’t tell you who leaned in first or how long we had been kissing before I realized we were. It was like I blanked out and when I woke up our arms were around each other and my tongue was flying over hers. I stood there kissing her, my shirt still half open, I grabbed her neck and held her to our kiss. She grabbed at the waistband of my pants, pulling me closer to her and unbuttoning them. I reached into her shirt and began to feel her breasts. My pants were open and she had her hand in my boxers stroking me, I unbuttoned her shirt and started kissing her neck while fighting with her bra hooks. Her bra fell forward reveling her small b-cup breasts, I reached for her pants. She pulled away from me and dropped to her knees. I felt myself enter her warm and eager mouth and I was in heaven. She hadn’t done this a lot, I could tell, but it was Jenny doing this for me now. That amazing Jenny whom I wanted so much, Jenny who was Jeff’s girlfriend. “Wait, stop, we can’t do this.” “What…………?” she questioned as I pulled her off of me. “Not here, not now, not like this,” I told her panting. My heart was racing so hard. “I thought you………… liked me?” she asked turning her face away. “I do, you’re so amazing, but you’re still dating Jeff,” I told her pulling my cloths back together. I didn’t know where this dose of morality came from. But I felt at that moment I couldn’t betray Jeff. “I’m sorry your right, Jeff’s a good guy. It’s just………..” she bit her lip. “What?” I asked tenderly caressing her cheek with the back of my hand. “I’ve only ever been with him,” she whispered as if she thought it was some terrible thing to have only been with one man, “I’ve never once felt passion like I felt just now in that moment.” “I felt it too.” “Then what do we do now? Do you want me to break up with him, I will, for you, your, such a sweet nice guy. I would break up with him for you.” “I want that so much. I really do. But I can’t ask you to do that. What kind of friend would I be if I asked you to do that?” “See even now you put your friends first.” “I won’t ask you to do what I want. If you guys break up, I’ll be right here waiting. If you choose not to then I understand, sort your feelings and do what makes you happiest.” She kissed me again and re-hooked her bra. I left her there and went back upstairs until the play started. We made it through opening night and the next two shows. Everyone told us the love scene looked hot, like we were really lovers. I smiled inwardly at that. I avoided being alone with her from opening night to closing night. I hadn’t heard any bad news from Jeff so I assumed that they were still dating. Closing night almost everyone had left the theater building and only the director, our drama professor and I were left. Jeff had gone ahead with Jenny to the cast and crew after party we were having at a local all-night restaurant. I had made the comment that it had been cool to see my writing come to life and I wanted to hang out on the set and unwind before coming to the party. We had left the sets up as we were all planning to come back the next day and strike the set. Our drama professor locked all the doors and said before I left that I should make one quick round to check and make sure no one else had stayed behind. I told her that was fine; I would only be a little while before I left. I walked around looking at the world that had sprung from my head. Everyone had really liked the story. I had something awaken in me that night; I knew what I wanted to do the rest of my life. I just didn’t know how to get there. I was sitting on the bed on set thinking about Jenny. She was awesome and I had enjoyed kissing her. I had really gotten into it tonight. I didn’t know if I would ever have another chance so I made the most of our scene. I was thinking about her when the curtain fell on the stage closing it off from the auditorium. I turned to see Jenny standing at the curtain rope. I had no idea how she had gotten in but I was happy to see her. Jenny walked to me and sat down next to me on the bed. “I did what you said,” she said quietly looking down at her feet, “I thought about what I felt and I made a decision.” “What did you.............?” I started and she cut me off with a kiss. “Does that mean what I think it does?” “Yes, I choose you,” she said taking my hand in hers, “But I haven’t told him yet.” “Then maybe we should wait?” I questioned. She kissed me again softer, and longer. “I would’ve broken up with him that night but he was so happy about how successful the play had turned out I didn’t want to ruin his night. I want him to feel happy that the production went well, I’ll give him tonight to party and then I will break up with him.” “I guess I can understand that. I still don’t like going behind his back.” “I know…………but I can‘t wait anymore,” she said quietly pulling me to her. I couldn’t hold back. I liked her too much to wait. We were kissing again and I realized I was a really bad friend to Jeff and I didn’t deserve a girl like Jenny. But I was here in her arms and I couldn’t turn away from that. I just rationalized that he had never understood her and had missed out on all the great things about her that had made me fall for her. We were now acting out for real the love scene we’d been play acting the last three days. I pulled her shirt off of her as she unbuttoned mine. I kissed her more passionately as I removed her bra. We lay down together and began removing our jeans. We never stopped kissing as we wiggled out of our clothes. We had our eyes open as we kissed; I never broke eye contact with her as I rolled over on top of her. Without breaking our kiss I found her sweet love spot. I slowly entered her warm tight body. She felt like no girl I had felt before. She was warm and tight without being crushing and burning. It was a perfect fit as I slid back and trust within her again and again. We lay there making love slowly, rhythmically, in sync with each other. I had never had someone raise her hips and meet me so perfectly with every thrust. It was like we were reading each other’s movements and anticipating the next. We moved together for hours, days, weeks, it could have been years, as I thrust between her soft loving thighs. I knew in that moment I would never give her up. She wasn’t the girl of my childhood fantasies or my first love; I had grown up from those things. Jenny was the girl of my grown up hopes and dreams of a future and family. I wasn’t in love with her yet, I had learned now that jumping without looking only caused you to land on your face. I wasn’t in love with her yet but as we made love the first time I had a vision of us in the future. I saw a real life with her, a real life with kids and a house and everything I could ever hope for. All these thoughts swam in my head as we made love. I pushed away the emotional and began to focus on the physical, she felt so good under me. I thrust deeper and deeper, she moaned in my mouth as we kissed and it made me harder every time she did. I found her getting tighter and tighter with every moan I returned to her. I, not surprisingly, finally came first. It wasn’t more than seconds later that she finally came too. I lay down on top of her and we rolled over. Still not breaking eye contact or our kiss, we rolled over so she was on top of me. I was still hard inside her, when she finally pulled away from my lips and leaned back thrusting her hips forward on me. Her body tightened up on me in that moment squeezing me hard as she slowly moved up and down. I’d had lots of sex this year, nothing compared to what I was doing now. There wasn’t a word for what I was doing now. This was more intense then I could ever remember, more passionate then I had felt all year. I came in her again, exhausted. I was too tired to keep going but my body didn’t slow down. My cock continued to respond to her riding me as the rest of me lay limp. She came again and fell on to me. This girl was amazing in life and in bed. I looked at my watch, realizing why I was so tired; we had been here making love for almost 2 hours. I had lasted with her longer then I had ever lasted with anyone. I started kissing her again; our body’s both to limp and exhausted to do anything else. I liked having her weight on me; it was comforting to feel her there. We eventually had to get up and move. We, with much regret, got off the bed and gathered up our clothes. After we had dressed I sat down again and pulled her to my lap. We kissed and she told me she needed me to take her home. She had rode in with Jeff and didn’t have her car. I asked her how she had ended up getting away from the party and back into the building. She explained that she had told Jeff she would get a ride out with one of the girls to the party. She said she had done it hoping to ride with me to the party so we could talk, but after she realized we were the only ones left in the building she thought this was better. I told her that I really did feel bad about what we did to Jeff. She said she felt that way too, but she would take care of that tomorrow. We slipped out from the stage though the curtain and left the theater building. As we drove home I told her that my year was almost out and I would be going back home soon for the summer. “But I’m going to come back in a month. I won’t stay the whole summer.” “You’re willing to give up the little time you have with your parents to come back to me?” she asked quietly but smiling. “Yes. They will understand, besides I think the focus this summer will be on my sister and her girlfriend. Katie is going to tell the family when we go home this time.” “I hope it goes ok for them. Your sister and her girlfriend both sound pretty cool from the way you’re always talking about them.” “Yeah, their cool,” I laughed internally. I of course never told Jenny about my true relationship with the girls. Jenny did know however that Abby had been my high school girlfriend before getting together with Katie. “But I’m not just coming back to spend time with you, I’m coming back to spend time with you and Anne,” I told her and she smiled happily, “And little Barky of course.” She laughed at me for a second. I told her that since there was only a few weeks left of school; out of respect for Jeff we should keep things quiet for now. I told her when I came back this summer that would’ve been enough time for them to have broken up and for us start seeing each other. She thought it was sweet that I was trying to something to spare his hurt a little. I didn’t know if I agreed with that but I didn’t argue. I dropped her off at her house giving her a long kiss as she left the car. When I got home that night Katie was at the door waiting and freaking out on me. “Where the hell have you been?” “What, Mom did I pass my curfew?” “Ha ha, Jeff’s been calling looking for you.” “I went out. I didn’t want to go to the after party,” I told her. “Yeah, I know that look and you smell like you’ve been having sex.” “Does it matter? Why did he care so much where I went?” “He didn’t, he said Jenny never showed up at the party, he’s been worried and trying to find her. Please tell me you weren’t……..” Katie frowned at me. “I plead the fifth,” I couldn’t stop smiling. “How could you do that to your friend?” she asked angrily, “I know you really like her, but I thought you were better than that.” “I do really like her, she’s perfect,” I started. “Hey,” Abby yelled, “What does that make us?” She was joking. I ignored her and continued. “I didn’t mean to come between them. She just started to like me too. I told her to make a decision; she’s breaking up with him tomorrow.” “That’s not the point; it’s not tomorrow yet is it? You should’ve waited, Joey,” she scolded me, “Just go to bed.” I didn’t argue with her I just went to my room and went to sleep. I didn’t see Jeff for a number of days. He finally turned up about a week and a half later telling me that Jenny had broken up with him the day after the play that’s why she had disappeared and hadn’t gone to the party. All she told him was that she needed a man who would step up to be with her and Anne, not bail on her when the kid came along. Not a boy who put video games before helping with charity. He was pissed and suspected she had someone else but didn’t know who. I just said I was sorry for him and left it at that. I waited until after I heard from Jeff to go see Jenny again. When I did see Jenny she sat me down saying we needed to talk. I was a little worried. Jenny sent Anne outside to play with Barky. She told Anne to stay right out front of the apartment. As soon as Anne had closed the door Jenny told me that closing night of the play had been the most passionate night of her life. She told me that she was falling in love with me. She told me she had been falling for me from the beginning that’s why she had performed the play for me. “I felt the same passion for you that night too,” I told her, “But I don’t know how I feel yet.” “Oh,” she said getting up and walking into the kitchen. I waited a moment then followed her into the kitchen. I put my arms around her from behind and kissed her cheek. “I thought you were into me,” she started quietly; “I thought that night meant something to you.” “Don’t get me wrong, that night was one of the most wildly passionate things I’ve ever felt. I am into you, it did mean something to me, but I’m not where you are with this yet.” I had hurt her. I could see it on her face. I knew that the only guy she had ever been with had been Jeff. I knew they had lost their virginities to each other as an act of friendship not love. I knew the couple months they had been dating had been more out of long term friendship, not love. I was very aware this was the first time she had told anyone she was in love. I just wanted to be honest with her, and not lie about how far along I was. I was too guarded to fall in love again so easily. But she had professed love and I had let her down. She wasn’t crying and she wasn’t pulling away from my embrace. “I wish things were different right now,” she said and I wasn’t sure how she meant it. “I want very much to fall for you,” I told her, “I can see it happening, I’m scared of what that all means.” I was honest and she turned around looking at me, my arms still holding her to me now around her back. “Ssssh,” she whispered, “You don’t have to be scared.” she ran her hand over my cheek. “It’s just I’ve been here before quite honestly, I’m just not ready yet, I’m sorry Jenny, I’ve been hurt.” She kissed me passionately. “I won’t hurt you,” she said softly. We kissed deeply until we heard the front door open. Jenny pulled away saying quietly she didn’t want to do anything in front of Anne. Anne came into the kitchen and smiled at both of us. She took a juice packet out of the fridge and skipped back outside to play again. “I think what we need is time,” Jenny finally told me softly; “You’re going home soon maybe you need to take your own advice.” she was smiling softly. “What advice?” I questioned. “You told me to take a couple days and think about what I really wanted before I broke up with Jeff. I did that for you now you need to do that for me. Go home and see your family, think about how you truly feel. Then come back and we can end this whole thing before we go any further or come back and ask me properly to be your girlfriend.” “Your right,” I told her, “I’m sorry I can’t sort this out and give you an answer right now. You deserve better than this.” She kissed me again and told me that she knew the answer I just had to catch up. I left a little while after that. I had fully gone to Jenny’s apartment intending to leave having a new girlfriend, yet somehow that didn’t happen. What was holding me back? Why couldn’t I fall for her like I so much wanted too? She was practically the most perfect for me girl I had ever met and I still couldn’t commit to that feeling yet. I went home that night feeling like dirt. What was wrong with me? I talked to Abby and Katie about the whole situation, looking for some kind of advice. Katie told me that despite how I had gotten together with her the first time she sounded wonderful and I would be a fool not to date her. Abby smiled and said that I just had to get over myself, calm down and ask her to be my girlfriend now before she had time to think about it and run screaming the other way. We all laughed at that. I turned twenty a couple days later. I awoke to find Abby lying in bed with me. She was snuggling her head against my chest at the shoulder and had her hand in my boxers rubbing my balls. I turned my head and kissed her forehead. “About time you woke up. I’ve been here forever,” she joked. I was surprised to find her here with me; we hadn’t fooled around at all for a couple months. As I said before I had stopped having sex with her by spring break and Katie and Abby had decided to commit to each other. I thought that meant my time with them was over. “I thought you and Katie had decided………..” I started not really knowing how to put it. “I was really horny for dick and she said I could give you a special birthday present this one time.” “I don’t know………..” I didn’t really want her to stop but I was feeling guilty, like I was cheating on someone. But I technically didn’t have a girlfriend, so I wasn’t cheating technically but I still felt like I was betraying Jenny’s trust. Those thoughts slowly crept out of my head as Abby began to stroke my cock. “OOOh god I’ve missed you Abby,” I moaned. Abby did have a unique touch about how she did things. I had missed our bond together this past couple months. “I missed you holding me, while we play,” she smiled back at me. Abby stroked me slowly until I came in her hand. She pulled her hand out of my shorts and licked her hand grinning. She knew it turned me on harder when girls swallowed, and it makes me like steel when they licked cum off themselves. “Happy birthday, “Abby whispered sliding down the bed and pulling my boxers down. I had a flashback to just three years earlier. Miles away, much younger and still both virgins, and not carrying the hurt we both had been though we had been doing this exact same thing on the morning of my 17th birthday. So much had happened and changed since then. Abby took me into her mouth and my mind shut off the flashbacks and went blank. All there was for a few moments was the pleasure she was shooting thought my body, she really had learned how to use her tongue now, I guess dating a girl had helped that along some. Abby sucked down hard and up again tickling me with the tip of her tongue on every stroke. I was shuddering when she pulled back, I could feel myself building again. Just before I was going to tell her I was about to cum she stopped and removed her mouth from me. I started to subside slightly as she took the tip of her tongue and lightly ran it along my length. This was still shooting chills down my body but without her mouth directly sucking me my orgasm subsided completely. Abby went lower and took my balls into her mouth and began sucking them, using her tongue as she had on my cock. Abby had never done this for me before. As I said before her style of love making was wild, quick and passionate. I had never experienced the slow intense side of herself she was giving me today. I was having shooting almost pains running up my spine, very few times had I ever had my ball sucked and never like what I was experiencing today. I was bucking with every pain up my spine. It hurt and felt awesome at the same time, I needed her to stop before I hurt worse but I didn’t want her to stop. At long last Abby took my ball sack from her mouth and began to suck my cock again. I only lasted about ten seconds before I grabbed the back of her head, sat up on the bed and came with real force in her mouth. She lifted her eyes to my gaze and looked me in the eye as she swallowed every bit of cum I shot into her mouth. “Wow,” was all I managed as I let go of her and fell back to the bed. Abby crawled up and put her head on my shoulder again. I liked her head on my shoulder. I knew I would miss this bonding with her someday when we had all moved on with the next phase of our lives. I really did love Abby, but I looked at her as a sister now. “I think you were trying to kill me with that last one,” Abby whispered joking with me, “Let me know when you’re ready, I need more.” I smiled and slid down the bed. I knew she had been talking about sex but I thought I would return the favor while recharging again. Abby didn’t complain as I opened her legs and moved in, flicking her clit with my tongue. She moaned loud begging me for more. I didn’t give it to her; I flicked and teased her with only using the tip of my fingers and tongue for well over a half an hour, giving her multiple orgasms. Finally I gave in to her moaning and begging. I thrust my lips forward licking into her hard, she gasped loud at the suddenness that I had gone from teasing to licking. I was ready to go again, only licking her for a couple minutes before pulling myself up onto her and sliding my aching cock into her soft pussy. “OOOOOOOOOOHHHHH MY GOD,” she cried out as I entered her, “I’ve missed getting a real dick so much.” she whispered the last part to me. I thrust deep into I had missed being with her a lot. I had banged so many girls this year and the only one that came near what I was feeling now was Jenny. But Jenny was on the opposite side of that scale. While none of the party girls could hold a candle to how good Abby felt right now, there was definitely something missing that had been there when I had sex with Jenny. I was thinking of Jenny and I got harder inside Abby, this caused a response in her as she tightened down on me, contracting for her biggest orgasm of the morning. It caused me too finally cum one last time, this one inside her. I fell on the bed next to her; she snuggled up to me again resting her head on my chest. We stayed like that until lunch time. Katie hadn’t seen us come out yet she didn’t want to interrupt us. She finally knocked on the door with a lunch tray of sandwiches, thinking we may be hungry. This reminded me of my first day here with them. Katie sat down on the bed with us and we ate lunch. Classes were over and the school year complete, I hoped I had done well. I had a plan to change my major next year and a new career path I wanted to follow. I made a decision about Jenny but I didn’t call her. I decided to stick to the plan and go home before talking to her about it again. I felt if I really liked her or more than those feelings would still be there in a month when I returned and if they weren’t then I really had been fooling myself. The girls and I had decided to fly home for the summer. None of us wanted to make the drive. The three of us got our plane tickets together and were flying home the same day. Abby was coming with us because the girls felt it was time to be open about their relationship to our parents and the world. I couldn’t wait to spend some time at home, but I mostly wanted to get the visit done so I could return and talk with Jenny. I just had no idea as we caught our flights that day at the end of June; our family life at home would soon be over. |
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