Chapter 4

Beth and I were waiting for Emily and Greg to come out of the school building on a Friday afternoon. “Hey, Steve, can you come over and pick me up tonight at about five?”

“Yeah, I guess so. I didn’t know Emily and Greg were planning anything. I’ll pick them up first and then be right over.”

“Ahh, could you just pick me up? I don’t want Emily or Greg to know. It’s kind of something special I wanted to do. Here they come. Don’t say anything to them, okay?”

“Yeah, okay.” I figured, what the heck? It had to be something special for Emily. A birthday present or a new vibrator. What the hell? I could certainly help Beth out. She is decent to me most of the time.

I parked in front of Beth’s house a little after 5:00 that night and blew the horn. Beth came bounding out of her house and jumped into the front seat.

“Thanks, Steve. Let’s go to Denny’s, and I will buy you dinner.”

“I can’t pass up that offer. So what’s up, Emily having a birthday or something?”

“I want to talk to you about something.”

“Okay.”

Beth was not forthcoming, so I let it go. I guess she was waiting to tell me over dinner. Denny’s was not far. We were there and seated within a half hour. I ordered a burger, fries, and a tonic. Beth ordered a salad. Not much had been said since we left Beth’s house. The server had just delivered our dinner when I asked, “So, what did you want to talk about?”

Beth leaned forward and kept her voice low, “I consider you a friend, and I think I can trust you. I want to ask you a favor. If you say no, that’s okay. But I need you to promise you won’t say anything to Emily or Greg. Not anyone, not ever, or I swear I will castrate you.”

I will have to say the look Beth gave me was a bit intimidating. “Sure, Beth, not a problem.” Keeping secrets from Emily would not be hard. She hardly acknowledged my existence anyway. As far as Greg went, best friend or not, he was not privileged with everything in my life.

Beth licked her lips and looked down at her salad. I could just about hear her when she asked the last question in the world I ever thought would come out of her mouth. “Would you have sex with me?”

I was stunned. So stunned I couldn’t respond.

Beth didn’t look too upset as she looked up and shrugged her shoulders, “I guess that deathly silence means no. I understand, Steve. It’s okay.”

“No, no, it’s not that, Beth. I like you. I never thought you would want to do something like that with me. Why me, Beth?”

“Because you know I’m gay, and you have a pretty good idea of why I hang around Emily and what we do together. But you don’t throw it in my face. Knowing I’m gay, you won’t be upset that it is only a one-time thing. I have never been with a boy, and I need to know what it is like to understand why I’m gay. I trust you, and your cock’s not that big and scary.”

I cracked a smile at that last remark, “I don’t know whether to be flattered or insulted.”

Beth turned a little red, “Yeah, maybe that came out wrong, but you know what I mean.”

I couldn’t help but grin at her discomfort, “I know, Beth. I guess I’m flattered that you’re asking me.”

“So, will you do it? Just this once. I promise I will never ask again.”

She had it all wrong if she thought I wanted her to keep that promise. But this was not a time to argue with her or tell her how I felt about her. “Yeah, of course, I’ll do it, and I promise no one will ever hear about it from me.”

“Great, finish your burger, and we can go to my house. My Mom has a date and won’t be back till real late.”

I was surprised at how calm I was. I was going to have sex with a girl that I had fantasies about and thought would never be within my reach. I didn’t gobble my burger and drag her by the hair as I ran howling to the car. We ate and talked about everything but sex. That subject had been closed. Beth paid the bill as promised, and we walked to the parking lot.

When we settled into the car, and I started driving out of the parking lot, I mentioned, “We better stop and get some condoms.”

Beth reached into her purse and pulled out a Trojan to show me she was prepared.

“Just one?” I said kiddingly. That earned me one of her smiles and a back-handed swat in the biceps. “Ouch.”

Beth rolled her eyes, “Men!”

I parked in front of Beth’s house, and we walked up the walk. Beth unlocked the front door, invited me in, and locked the door behind us. A few lights had been left on. Beth led me to her bedroom.

Beth’s bedroom, which I expected to be black lights and dark, was bright and very feminine. Rose-painted walls, pink bedspread, white furniture and girl band posters on the wall.

I took it all in as Beth pulled back the covers on the bed. I watched as she quickly took off her T-shirt, kicked off her sneakers, stepped out of her jeans, and jumped into the bed wearing her bra and panties. She pulled the covers up over her. I took off my sneakers, T-shirt and jeans and walked toward the bed. I didn’t think taking my boxer shorts off was the thing to do right now.

Beth held up the covers as I slid in next to her. Both of us lay on our backs and stared at the ceiling until we spoke at once. “Now what?” We started to laugh, and a little tension went out of the air.

I turned to Beth and asked, “Can I kiss you?”

“Yeah, I guess we should do that for a while,” she answered.

We turned to face each other and started with gentle little pecks on the lips. I put my hand on Beth’s waist, and she put her hand on my shoulder. It was at that moment my kisses became more passionate, more intimate. I licked under her top lip, and she flinched.

I quickly apologized, “Sorry.”

“No, it’s alright. I just didn’t expect us to be so, you know, so intimate so soon.”

We moved closer together, and I could feel her bra-covered breasts pressing against me. I put my hand on the small of her back and pulled her tightly against me. We continued to kiss, and I could not get over how good she felt in my arms. Our kisses became more passionate. Beth’s hand moved to hold my cock. Although she had jerked me off many times, tonight, her hand holding my cock felt so much warmer.