Chapter 1

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

I met my girlfriend Lisa Bowman by her locker before school the morning after I got caught with my face in my girlfriend’s titties and my hand down her panties fingering her. To say Lisa and I were embarrassed when my mom caught us is an understatement.

“What happened after I left?” Lisa asked as she gave me a hug. “I kept expecting your mom to call my mom and rat us out. Are you grounded?”

“I’m not,” I answered. “After you left ... things got really weird. Mom and Dad ignored what she found until after dinner. Dad gave me a sex lecture ... and, blow my mind ... he gave me a box of rubbers?”

“He gave you rubbers?” Lisa asked incredulously. “That’s it?”

“That’s it,” I confirmed. “No grounding. No punishment. It seems my Dad lost his cherry when he was our age. He knew the day was coming and he is OK with it.”

“And he gave you rubbers?” Lisa asked.

“A box of a dozen,” I confirmed. “You know how we’ve been discussing going all the way for the past three weeks?”

“I am scared of getting knocked up,” Lisa said.

“And I am afraid of knocking you up too,” I agreed. “My cousin Andy is raising twins because he knocked up his girlfriend. I don’t want that. Now that we have rubbers, we don’t need to risk that.”

“Are you suggesting we actually do it?”

“We care about each other,” I replied. “We’ve done everything short of screwing. We both want to try it but we’re afraid of you getting pregnant. Now we have rubbers. I can make love to you and you’ll be safe.”

“Should we?” Lisa asked. I knew she was excited about the prospect of taking our relationship further and was scared at the same time. I was excited and scared too.

Over the past two months we dated, Lisa and I had gotten more and more intimate. First it was making out. Then I got my hands on her bare breasts. She jerked me off when she asked to see my boner one afternoon. I got my hand down her panties and learned how to bring her to climax. We rubbed our privates together – always with underwear on. There wasn’t much left except me sticking my dick into Lisa and us getting off. Lisa enjoyed every bit of what we did. She even raised the ante a couple times as we became more intimate. I decided to go for it – full court press for us to screw.

“I’m free this afternoon,” I said. “You are too, aren’t you?”

“Well ... I am,” Lisa agreed. “What about your sister?”

“Amy will get a ride home with Jacob [Edwards, her boyfriend of nine months],” I said. “So, what if I am wrong? What is she going to do? Tell my parents on us? They already know we are doing things and Dad supplied us with the rubbers to use when we do it.”

“Well ... yeah,” Lisa admitted.

I glanced up and down the hallway. No teachers in sight. I hugged Lisa and gave her a deep kiss, with tongue. She responded, like she always did. My girlfriend was one passionate sweetie.

“You know you want to do this,” I said. My hand slid down to her ass and I squeezed.

“God, you make me crazy,” Lisa sighed.

“Come over after school,” I said. “I can show just how much I love you and how much fun we can have doing it.” I gave her another kiss and more tongue. Lisa teased my tongue with hers before we broke the kiss.

“I’ll be over as soon as I get home,” Lisa agreed. “We finally get to see what all our friends are talking about when they describe having sex.”

“It will be so much fun,” I gushed. “You won’t regret this, Lisa.” I gave her another hug and passionate kiss.

“Mr. Martin! Miss Bowman!” a deep voice growled. “This is NOT a brothel. Please conduct yourselves properly.”

“Sorry, Mr. Witmer,” I said as I pulled apart from Lisa.

“Sorry, Mr. Witmer,” Lisa echoed. The shop teacher watched us until we split up and headed to our respective homerooms.

“I’ll see you third period,” I called as we parted.

“And lunch,” Lisa added.

“And after school,” I replied. “I am looking forward to it.”

“Me too,” Lisa called back before she went into Room 112. Hot Damn! I am going to get laid in about seven hours!

My bus dropped me off two doors down from my house at 2:57 PM. Lisa lived closer to the school than me, so she got home a couple minutes ahead of me. In about three minutes, she would come riding up in her bike, we’d go inside and we would take each other’s cherries. I was hard and Lisa wasn’t even here.

I waited impatiently by the door until I spotted Lisa riding up the street. My calculations were slightly off. The clock read 3:03 PM. I flew out the front door as Lisa parked her bike on the walk, in front of the house.

“Is Amy home?” Lisa asked as she dismounted from her bike.

“Rode home from school with Jacob,” I replied as I gave Lisa a hug. “They’re probably at Jacob’s house, screwing their brains out. Something we can try ... if you willing.”

We walked into the house. “I think I’m ready,” Lisa said as we headed upstairs to my room. “I got a pep talk from Kelsey during seventh period.”

“She knows what we are planning to do?” I asked.

“She is my friend. She won’t say anything to anyone,” Lisa said. “I was ... I am nervous. Kelsey and Jared have been doing it for three months. She assures me I won’t regret going all the way with you.”

“That is a relief,” I said. “It would suck if you changed your mind ... but I won’t pressure you to do this, if you don’t want to.”

“I want this, Ian,” Lisa replied. “I want you to be my first. The rubbers took care of all but one of my worries. The last one – will this hurt?”

“I don’t know,” I replied. “I’ll be as gentle as I can. I love you and don’t want to hurt you.”

“I know,” Lisa agreed as we reached my bedroom. “That is why I trust you to do this.”

I shut and locked my bedroom door when we were inside. “Now what?”

“I guess we get naked and make out some to start,” I suggested.

“I guess there isn’t any reason to keep any clothes on,” Lisa giggled. “Panties or boxers aren’t stopping us from going too far.”

My shirt was laying on the floor and I was kicking off my sneakers already. The two of us undressed quickly. I helped Lisa unhook her bra. That was one skill I had mastered since we started dating in the winter.

Lisa and I climbed into my bed and cuddled. We Frenched and hugged as we got worked up. We did that a few minutes before I kissed my way down to Lisa’s titties. God, I loved those soft little pillows. I fondled and kissed them. I teased her nipples with my lips.

“You turn me on so much, Ian!” Lisa gasped as I teased. I smiled inwardly as I continued teasing and suckling at those pencil eraser sized nubbins. “Finger me and get me off,” Lisa begged. “Kelsey says that will make it easier for you to slide into me when the time comes.”

“Whatever you want, sweetie,” I agreed as I pulled away and slipped a hand down to Lisa’s pussy. I split her outer lips open and teased the loose inner folds of her womanhood.

“Mmm...” Lisa purred as I stimulated her. I teased and felt her slot for a minute or so before ratcheting up the stimulation. I carefully slipped one finger into Lisa’s hole. God, she was tight.

“Nice,” Lisa murmured as I started finger-fucking her. I did her for about thirty seconds before she added, “Put two fingers in.”

“It’s really tight,” I cautioned.

“I am going to put your dick in me today,” Lisa said. “Two fingers will stretch me and make it easier for you to go in.”

“Kelsey’s advice?”

“It is,” Lisa confirmed as I struggled to worm a second finger into her hole. “That pinches.”

“Should I stop?”

“No, don’t,” Lisa replied. “Force them in.” I struggled to slip the second finger inside my soon-to-be lover. Finally, I managed to get both fingers inserted. I went back to finger-fucking her. I stared up at Lisa’s face. She had a tight grin on her face. I knew this hurt a little but she didn’t want to discourage me. God, I loved this wonderful girl. I tried to be slow and gentle as I pumped the two digits in and out. This went on for about a minute.

“Do my clit now with your thumb,” Lisa asked. She was panting. I knew I was turning her on. I gently rubbed her clitoris. I didn’t need to stimulate her very long before she gasped and let out a high-pitched screech and came. I pulled my hand away and gave my thrashing girlfriend some space, lest I get a knee to the nose or something worse.

After about thirty seconds of spasming, Lisa sighed, “God, that was a good one.”

“I am glad you liked it. I lay down alongside of Lisa and hugged her. She rolled me on top of her as we deep kissed. In spite of my three-inch height advantage, my steel-hard boner slotted into her gash naturally. Lisa was soaking down there. I rubbed my hard-on up and down as we kissed.

Lisa and I had dry-humped before, with our underwear on. That had felt nice. This ... this was beyond nice. I rubbed my naked boner up and down her slimy slot, coating it with lubrication. God, this was intense. We rubbed together about thirty seconds.

“Ready for my dick?” I asked.

“Rub some more,” Lisa moaned. “This feels fantastic.” I continued rubbing, taking progressively longer strokes each time I rubbed against her. The inevitable happened after about a dozen strokes. I dipped too low and my up-thrust notched my dick against Lisa’s hole.

“Oww!” Lisa protested.

“Sorry,” I apologized as I slipped my boner up and slid it up her sloppy slot. We rubbed together another half a dozen strokes when my dickhead caught again. “Should I get the rubber now?” I asked.

“Rub against me a little more,” Lisa gasped. I did as she asked. Four strokes later I dipped low again. This time my dickhead caught forcefully. I felt her hole stretch around the knob of my boner. I allowed my body weight to press my dick against her cherry.

“Get the rubber on now,” Lisa insisted. “If we don’t get protection now, I am going to demand you take me, rubber or not.”

“I don’t need to knock you up,” I said as I pulled off Lisa. I tore open the packet and unrolled the rubber down my virgin dick.

“You’re pretty good at that,” Lisa commented as she watched.

“I practiced last night so I would know what to do,” I replied. “Ready?”

“I am,” Lisa said. I could see the nervousness in her eyes. I climbed over her. Lisa kept her legs together as I got in position. I had trouble finding her hole with her legs closed.

Finally, I said, “Spread your legs. I can’t find the spot.”

“Sorry, habit,” Lisa replied. “I’ve been taught for years to keep my legs closed to keep the boys out.” She giggled. “I guess today is NOT the day to keep my boy out.” I climbed off her momentarily so she could spread her legs. I climbed back between them. I notched my rubber covered boner against her hole.

“Ready?” I asked as I stared at her eyes. I rubbed my dick up and down her slot a couple times before dipping lower and nestling my dickhead against her hole. I pressed forward a bit. Lisa’s cherry didn’t yield, not a bit. I stared down at Lisa. Her smile was gone, replaced by a look of concentration. I pressed my dick harder. Lisa winced, but I didn’t penetrate into my girl.

“Are you OK?” I asked as I pressed in again, harder still.

“Keep trying,” Lisa grimaced. “Kelsey said this part might hurt.” I pressed harder. I felt my boner penetrate a fraction of an inch. Tears welled up in Lisa eyes. I gave another hard hip thrust. Lisa’s cherry stood up to my spearing. My dick shaft bent uncomfortably as I thrust.

“This isn’t working,” I growled in frustration.

“Kelsey said to be patient,” Lisa said. “Keep going. It’ll be great once you get past my cherry.” I reached between our bodies and straightened my shaft. I thrust forward again, harder still, my hand supporting my shaft so it didn’t bend.

“Ooowww!” Lisa groaned. “Don’t stop.” I gave her a hard hip thrust. I felt her cherry finally yield. I looked between our bodies and saw only half my shaft visible. The remainder was impaled into Lisa’s pussy. I looked up at her.

“Shit! That hurt,” Lisa groaned. “Fuck!”

“In or out?” I asked. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Put it in, Ian,” Lisa said. “We’ve gone this far. We aren’t stopping until this feels good, like we’ve been promised.”

“OK,” I agreed. I needed a couple hip thrusts to bury the rest of my boner in my lover. God! Lisa was tight. Finally, my blond pubs pressed against the thin brown patch of hair above her pussy. “Are you OK?”

Tears were streaming down her face. She tried to hide the pain. “This is too much,” I said. “I am pulling out.”

“Don’t you dare!” Lisa responded hotly. “We’ve got you in me. Stay still until the pain stops.”

“Kelsey’s advice?” I asked. Lisa giggled and nodded yes. My upper body weight rested on my elbows. My chest just teased against Lisa’s nipples. They kind of tickled me. I leaned in and gave my lover a kiss.

“We wouldn’t be doing any of this without her,” Lisa said. “I was a bundle of nerves until she calmed me down this afternoon.”

“I owe Kelsey a lot,” I agreed. “This is amazing. It feels so hot inside you. I can’t believe we aren’t virgins anymore.”

“We definitely aren’t,” Lisa replied. Tears still ran down Lisa’s cheeks. I held still so I wouldn’t hurt Lisa more. The nice feeling you get prior to coming was buzzing my balls. I steeled my nerves. Hopefully I could last more than a few seconds.

“Ready?” I asked. I tried to will the tingle to go away.

“Hold still a little longer,” Lisa said. “I didn’t think it would hurt this much when you took my cherry.”

“OK,” I agreed. I tried to think about the algebra lesson from earlier in the day. Anything other than the fact that my boner was buried inside this tight, hot, juicy pussy. I held stock still while I waited for Lisa to be ready.

“Go ahead,” Lisa finally allowed. “Go slow until I see how it feels.”

“As you wish,” I agreed. I tentatively pulled my hips backwards, pulling my hard-on out of Lisa’s right pussy. I drew back a couple inches before reversing and thrusting it back in. Oh my, Lisa was tight. I continued pumping in and out. The sensations were overwhelming. I knew I wouldn’t last.

“Are you OK?” I asked as I stared down into Lisa’s eyes. She forced a smile.

“I’m good,” Lisa replied. I felt my balls twitch. I wasn’t going to last long. I increased the pace of my thrusts. I don’t know how many thrusts I managed but it wasn’t a lot. Finally overwhelmed, I slammed my dick into Lisa’s pussy. I tried to burrow it in deeper as I felt my dick throb. My balls spasmed and I drained my come into the rubber. Blast after blast until I was emptied. I slumped down on top of Lisa.

I glanced at the clock on my nightstand. 3:32:02 PM. Shit! I lasted 23 seconds. I had glanced at the clock the moment Lisa and I lost our virginities.

Lisa hugged me and kissed me as I recovered from my daze. My dick wilted as I recovered. Finally, Lisa rolled me off her. My shrinking dick pulled free of the tight, hot confines of her pussy. I realized immediately something was wrong. I could feel the rubber pulling off my dick as I pulled free of Lisa’s body. She must have felt it too.

Both us stared down at my crotch. The rubber was dangling from the knob of my dick, barely covering the end.

“That was too close,” Lisa gasped.

“It was,” I agreed. I pulled the sheath of rubber off my dick and allowed my come to drain down the end of the rubber. “Um ... what do I do with this?” I wondered.

“Keep it away from me,” Lisa said. I hopped out of bed and wrapped the used rubber in a couple tissues. It went in my wastebasket. I turned back to look at Lisa. She was laying there, her legs splayed open. I spotted red between her legs. More red down her backside. Red stained my bedspread.

“Shit!” I gasped. “Are you OK? You’re bleeding.”

“Bleeding?” Lisa asked. Then she looked between her legs. “Shit! I am bleeding.” She stared down there for a moment. “It doesn’t hurt now. Do you have something to clean me up with?”

I gave her a few tissues. She wiped up the blood. “I don’t seem to be bleeding anymore. It must be from when you took my cherry.”

“I am sorry,” I said. “This was a bad idea. I suck at fucking. I came too quick. I wanted this to be special for your first time. I am so sorry.”

“It’s OK, Ian,” Lisa replied. “It was special. You did fine today. We both will get better with more practice.”

I didn’t argue with Lisa. Still, I knew I sucked at this. I wanted Lisa’s first time to be special and I had blown the only chance I would get at her first time with a guy.

We were both quiet as we dressed. Lisa headed for home. I stewed at how much of a dick I had been. I was hopeless as a lover.

I took my bedspread downstairs to the washing machine in the basement. I needed to get the bloodstain out of it. My parents might suspect that Lisa and I might screw soon and they were OK with that. Still, I didn’t need to rub their faces in what we were doing.

My bed looked perfectly normal when I put the bedspread back in place. I lay down and listened to some tunes while I thought about what I had just done. This wasn’t me jerking off at night in the dark. I had stuck my dick inside a girl, fucked her until I came and then dumped a load in the rubber I was wearing. This was real, honest-to-God sex.

I had done the deed and I had sucked at it. I hurt Lisa when I penetrated her. I had lasted twenty-three seconds from initial penetration until I dumped my load. My performance was pitiful. I thought back to when I first learned what sex was all almost three and a half years ago.

It was Christmas Day, 2008. As usual, Uncle Dan and Aunt Sharon hosted the family dinner. After the meal, my older brother Mark and our cousin Andy were hanging out in Andy’s room. I was tagging along. That wasn’t unusual. We had been hanging together at family gatherings for years. One thing had changed.

Andy, now fourteen, and Mark, also fourteen, had both discovered girls in a big way. Andy regaled us of tales of screwing cheerleaders, dates and girlfriends repeatedly. Mark added his story of losing his virginity to Chastity Stoltzfus the previous month. I hung on every word of their stories.

I had discovered jerking off a couple months earlier. I didn’t make come yet but I certainly enjoyed the feeling of stroking my little prick. When would I ever be able to match up with my older relatives’ exploits?

Andy and Mark went on-line and browsed some porn. I saw my first video of two people fucking that afternoon. All my friends said girls were dumb. What I watched looked like fun. I needed to be friendly with the girls, if I ever wanted to have that fun. It took me three years, but I finally got a girl to allow me to fuck her. I did it and I also blew it. I hurt Lisa when we did it and I didn’t last long enough for her to like what we did. What chance did I have of ever convincing her to try again?

I needed love advice but my advisor was in Wilkes Barre, visiting his girlfriend. I texted Mark, asking him to give me a call when it was convenient during the evening. He called back later in the evening.

“What’s up, Ian?” Mark asked when I answered my cell.

“I need love advice,” I explained.

“I know you and Lisa have been getting more intimate,” Mark said. “What’s up?”

“Mom came home from work early yesterday afternoon and caught us together,” I said. I proceeded to explain exactly how Mom found us. Mark was laughing as I described yesterday’s embarrassment.

“So ... I guess Dad had the talk with you last night,” Mark offered when I finished my story about yesterday. “He gave you a box of condoms when he finished.”

“Yeah ... it blew my mind,” I responded.

“I was shocked too when he did the same thing to me three years ago,” Mark commented. “So, what is your issue? Lisa not ready to spread her legs?”

“She’s ready,” I answered. “The only thing holding us back was no protection. Lisa is paranoid about not getting pregnant.”

“She should be,” Mark said. “Now you have condoms and can do it without chancing a baby. You need tips for convincing her to do it?”

“No, we had sex this afternoon,” I answered. “That is my problem. It was a fucking disaster. I hurt her sticking it in. She bled all over everything. I lasted twenty-three seconds. Twenty-three seconds!”

“Ouch! That sucks,” Mark agreed. “Is Lisa mad about all this?”

“She didn’t complain about how bad a mess I made of our first time,” I answered. “She was just being nice.”

“Was she?” Mark asked. “Listen to your girlfriend. She will let you know when you screw up. Trust me on this.” I heard giggling in the background. “Let me put you on speaker with Katelyn.” Katelyn Bartolai was my brother’s girlfriend of the past three months. They met at Penn State’s Altoona campus, where they are both freshmen.

“Hi, Ian,” Katelyn announced.

“Hi, Katelyn,” I responded.

“Listen to Mark,” Katelyn said. “Your girlfriend will let you know if you screwed up. How did things end after the two of you did the deed?”

“Awkward,” I answered. “I was frustrated at messing up our first time. Lisa deserved a first time that was memorable, not some quickie that hurt her. I’m hopeless.”

“You aren’t hopeless, bro,” Mark added. “You are inexperienced. You will get better with practice.”

“You think?”

“I know,” Mark said. “My first time was pretty grim too. Chastity and I got better with practice.” I heard laughing on my phone.

“Your first time was with a girl named Chastity?” Katelyn laughed. “Seriously?”

“It was,” Mark admitted, sheepishly. “Her name was more an aspiration by her parents than an accurate statement about her interest in boys and sex. Chastity was very interested in me and my dick. We took every opportunity to practice and get better at sex. That is how you improve your performance.”

“How is screwing a girl and blasting off after twenty seconds going to help me last longer?” I asked. “This is hopeless.”

“Did you come before you had sex?” Mark asked.

“No, I came during sex, like most guys,” I answered.

“Jerk-off. Ask Lisa to give you a blow job,” Mark suggested. “Something so you come before you screw her. Guys always last longer before their second come.”

“Or third,” Katelyn laughed.

“He’s inexperienced,” Mark warned. “Give Ian a break. Two comes while he is in bed with Lisa is a good start for someone Ian’s age.” After a pause, Mark added, “Get off before you have sex with Lisa. You will improve your stamina tremendously.”

“Did Lisa have fun?” Katelyn asked. “Did you make sure she came too?”

“She had me finger her until she came before we did the deed,” I responded.

“Smart girl,” Katelyn said. “Make sure she has a good time every time the two of you are together.”

“OK,” I agreed. “If she’ll even speak to me after the disaster this afternoon.”

“Call her,” Katelyn suggested.

“I’ll text her when we finish,” I promised.

“No, call her,” Katelyn directed. “Speak with her and reassure her that you care about her. She gave you her most precious possession this afternoon. Treat her with dignity and respect.”

“OK, I will talk with Lisa,” I agreed. “Any other advice for the hopeless and clueless?”

“Don’t tell a soul about the two of you having sex,” Mark suggested. “Girls appreciate discretion. Does anyone know about this afternoon?”

“I didn’t tell any of my buddies,” I responded. “Lisa got advice from her friend Kelsey. I am sure she told her boyfriend Jared. Those two are ridiculously tight.”

“If anybody asks, deny everything,” Mark said. “As far as your friends are concerned, today never happened. You and Lisa spent a pleasant afternoon watching a movie.”

“Lie?” I asked.

“Through your teeth,” Mark confirmed.

“Your brother is right, Ian,” Katelyn added. “Girls appreciate boys who are discrete.”

“I’ll call Lisa when we’re done,” I agreed.

“Good luck, bro,” Mark said. “I’ll be back on the Friday. Tell Mom and Dad.”

“See you then, Mark,” I responded before clicking to end the call. I punched the button for Lisa. She was going to be surprised to hear my voice. Normally we texted, frequently. I took a deep breath as I heard her answer my call.

“Yes, Mark?” Lisa asked.

“Um ... um ... uh ... I wanted to talk about this afternoon, Lisa,” I stuttered.

“And?” she said guardedly.

“I want to say how sorry I am,” I blurted. “I was an idiot. I wanted to make this afternoon special for your and I ... I fucked it up. I am so sorry that I hurt you. Can you forgive me?”

“Forgive you?” Lisa said. “I thought you were calling to dump me.”

“Dump you?” I gasped. “Why would I dump you? I love you.”

“After we ... you know,” Lisa said. “Things were so weird. It seemed like you wanted me to leave so I did. I was afraid I misunderstood you and you got what you wanted from me and would dump me.”

“No! I was ... was ashamed,” I replied. “I wanted our first time together to be special. I hurt you when I put it in. I lasted like two seconds. This afternoon couldn’t be what you expected for your first time.”

“Neither of us knew what we were doing,” Lisa said. “It is supposed to hurt when you tear my cherry. I expected that part. I would have liked it if you lasted longer. It was starting to feel nice just as you came.”

“I am sorry about that,” I said. “If you forgive me and give me another chance, I promise I will do better. I talked with my brother. He gave me some good advice that should help my ... uh, stamina.”

“You talked with Mark?” Lisa asked.

“Is that bad?”

“No, that is OK,” Lisa said. “I talked with Kelsey. I felt so insecure about what we did. I needed someone with experience to help me figure out what’s next. Kelsey told me not to worry about how long you lasted. You’ll get better with practice.”

“Mark said we should practice, practice, practice,” I responded.

“Typical boy’s comment,” Lisa laughed. It was nice to hear her in a good mood after the afternoon disaster. “The answer is let’s have more sex.” She laughed again. “Actually, Kelsey told me the same thing. We both will get better with practice.”

“My advice isn’t just a boy’s advice,” I said. “Mark’s girlfriend, Katelyn, was on speaker with us too. She agreed with Mark. She also told me to talk with you and don’t text. She told me to ask how you felt about this afternoon and to listen to what you are saying.”

“Katelyn sounds smart,” Lisa said.

“How do you feel about this afternoon?” I asked.

“A little sore,” Lisa giggled. “Actually, now that I know you aren’t just out to get in my pants and won’t be dumping me, I feel pretty good about this afternoon. I am glad you were my first. You treat me well. We will figure out the mechanics of sex soon enough ... with some practice, like everyone is telling us.”

“You busy after school tomorrow?” I asked.

“You want to get started on practice right away, don’t you?” Lisa giggled.

“And you don’t?” I asked.

“It felt pretty nice when you were in me ... at least at the end before you came,” Lisa said. “I wouldn’t mind another try. Kelsey suggested something to help you last longer. She said I should give a blow job first.”

“Mark said I should jerk off first,” I laughed. “I like Kelsey’s idea better.”

“I bet you do,” Lisa giggled. “Tomorrow after school?”

“Your mom doesn’t suspect where you are going?”

“I tell Mom I am going over to Kelsey’s house,” Lisa explained. “Kelsey knows where I am and she’ll cover for me.”

“Cool!” I said.

“You can get hard after you come, right?” Lisa asked. “You went soft after we finished this afternoon.”

“Give me time,” I answered. “I’m going to be in bed with my naked girlfriend. I am sure I will get hard pretty quick.”

“I’ll see you before homeroom,” Lisa said. “I love you.”

“I love you too, sweetie,” I agreed before clicking to end the call.

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Lisa and I met before homeroom in the high school hallway. The best we managed was to hold hands. One of the teachers was monitoring hallway behavior. They were strict, absolutely no PDA (physical displays of affection) beyond holding hands. Lisa and I had third period together but different lunches. She promised to ride her bike over as soon as the school bus dropped her off at her house. I would be ready when she arrived at my house.

I sat down at my usual table with my buddies Bill, Peter and Max for lunch. We had just started eating when Jared, boyfriend to Lisa’s best friend Kelsey, joined us. Jared normally hung with a different crowd of guys but his Wednesday lunches were different than the rest of the week. His friends had a late lunch, like Kelsey and Lisa. He knew me some, so I guess he figured I’d make decent company for lunch.

“I hear you and Lisa got it on yesterday,” Jared commented as he sat down. I probably blushed deep red with embarrassment.

“What?” I gasped. Fortunately, I managed not to spray the mouthful of milk I had just taken out my nose.