Chapter 1: Me and Chuck

During the summer after high school graduation I was dating an attractive guy named Chuck. We first met when I went out to eat with some friends and he had tagged along with one of his friends. Being we were the only two without dates that night we naturally gravitated toward one another. At nineteen Chuck was a year older than me. An engineering major at a local university, he seemed intelligent but yet avoided being a nerd. We clicked from the start and before the night was over he asked me if he could call me so we could meet again. Of course I said yes!

For our first date we went out to dinner and an early movie before ending up at Chuck’s house. His parent’s weren’t home and before the night was over he’d fucked me on the living room couch. It goes to show how much I liked him as usually I prefer waiting until at least the second date before I let a guy fuck me. First date - blowjob, second date - masturbation show, THEN third date sex.

Chuck and I spent the rest of the summer together going to all sorts of places and generally having a good time. Somehow we managed to find a way to have sex in one shape or form whenever we got together ranging from just a blowjob in his car to spending an entire day together. I even had him over to my house a few times and we had some fun times in our hot tub before heading up to my bedroom. Thankfully my parents were much more understanding than most.

As the summer passed I found myself more and more attracted to Chuck in an emotional sense in addition to the physical magnetism I’d felt from the start. Chuck was like no boyfriend I’d been with before. First, he was so much more mature than the high school boys I’d been seeing until then. He was funny, good looking, and smart. Best of all he loved sex ALMOST as much as I did including a hint of a voyeuristic streak that made for some exciting times. Although I wasn’t ready to declare I was in love, I found myself thinking about him a lot and couldn’t wait to be with him. From the way he talked I knew he had some of the same feelings for me so I was getting more and more excited about where it might be going between us.

From the start I told Chuck that I’d be leaving in the fall to go to college out of state. As the summer went on I began to wonder what would happen when I left him behind. The university was over four hours way, not all that far but enough that for him to see me it would take a day of traveling back and forth. We skirted the subject most of the time, neither of us really wanting to think about it. My friends, knowing what Chuck and I did most of the time, tried to warn me that he wouldn’t stick with me once he couldn’t get it whenever he wanted it or at best he would start seeing other girls. I just ignored everything they said as I knew in my heart that Chuck felt more for me than just someone to have sex with. I couldn’t imagine that he would dump me just because I wasn’t at his beck and call 24/7.

Didn’t someone once say that love is blind? Well, it apparently makes you stupid as well.