Chapter 2

I followed Mark out our front door and down the sidewalk to his house two doors down. Aftershocks from what we’d just done still rolled through my limbs. I tried to ignore the slippery feeling between my legs as I followed him. He’d set a fast pace, so I had to jog to keep up with him after I shut our front door.

He gave me a heavy sigh and worried glance when I reached his side. His discomfort did nothing to reassure me. Whatever madness that had taken over my body while we were in my room was gone. I’d never even kissed anyone before and now I’d begged Mark to do more than kiss me. To touch me. Everywhere.

I was scared he would change his mind now, and even more that he wouldn’t. The reality of what we’d done hit me as hard as the bright summer sun. I hadn’t had time to process what it all meant. What had been a crush was now crushing me. Did he really like me or was this some kind of game to him. Did I even have the right to ask, given that I’d basically forced him to do what we’d done?

I knew he had an off and on girlfriend. Sophie. She laughed too hard at things that weren’t really funny. And the way she ordered Mark around, like he was her personal slave, had always pissed me off. He had put up with her for a long time. Too long.

But now he’d kissed me and taught me about orgasms. Holy hell, I was still trembling from that lesson. I felt like a puppy looking for another scratch as I paced along with him.

When we walked up his driveway, he glanced up and down the street. No one else was out, not even kids playing. I noted that his hand shook when he punched in the code on his front door.

I almost turned around and left right then, but his shorts were still tented and my reservations immediately gave way to curiosity. He gave me a nervous smile when I followed him inside. Biting my thumbnail, I watched him lock the door behind us, my stomach doing flips.

Mark kicked off his running shoes and went into the dark house. “Come on.”

I followed him through the familiar living room and out the sliding glass door that opened into the covered pool area. We came over to swim all the time. Usually just me and Joe, and Mark with his little brother Mason. Sometimes Bethany swam with us or Mason’s best friend, Trevor.

Mason was cute like Mark, but he was so immature. Instead of hanging out or being cool like everyone else, he always tried to dunk me or feel me up. Every time I tried to talk to him, he clammed up or ignored me. That was a shame because he was my age and had a nice body like his older brother.

I stood in the middle of the patio while my heart pounded in my ears. This was the moment of truth. Do I really want to do this? My body trembled its response. Yes!

Mark ignored me and just pushed down his shorts and underwear. His sudden nudity did funny things to me. I noticed he didn’t have tan lines. His muscles looked so hot, defining his back and legs. I’d never seen a guy’s naked butt before in person, but the skin looked so soft I wanted to walk over and rub it.

When he turned, his cock still jutted and bounced up and down as he moved. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. It was thick and veiny, with a pink head swollen wider than his shaft. I knew from my internet inventory of cocks that he was circumcised. It was big, but not freakish like some I’d seen online. The heat returning to my belly drained away the last of my fear.

Without a word, Mark dove into the pool. I considered for about two seconds before I stripped off my shirt, shorts, and panties to jump in after him. What the hell? He’d seen most of me already and had felt up my vee. When I was little, I had played outside with nothing on but shorts, but I’d never been naked like this before under the sun. The water felt wonderful against my skin as I pushed off from the bottom of the pool towards Mark.

He was much taller than me, but being in the water made it like we were the same height. There was a wary look in his eyes when I popped up and slicked my long hair back. I swam over and slipped my arms around his neck since I couldn’t reach the bottom where he was.

Before he could stop me, I kissed him again. When he kissed me back, I wrapped my legs around his waist. His hard cock pressed against my belly. It felt good to rub on it, so I kept doing it while we kissed.

Mark slipped his hands down and cupped my ass to hold me up. Then he squeezed me a little and that made rubbing on him feel even better. He broke the kiss for a moment and studied my face. I could tell he was wavering again.

“You said I could help,” I said before my fear returned.

“This is so wrong,” he whispered, as if to himself.

I rubbed harder as I tightened my legs around his waist. That made my vee open up along his hard shaft so my clitty was actually touching him. I shivered and bit my lip. “But it feels so good.”

His eyes glazed over and he kissed me again, only rougher than before. He even held the back of my head to keep our mouths together.

As we kissed, he walked us over to the cement steps. I used my tongue to tickle his lips like he showed me before. That made him growl and he sucked my tongue into his mouth kinda hard. When it scraped over my bottom teeth it hurt a little, but kissing him felt so good I didn’t care.

Mark spun around and backed up to sit on the top stair. I was still stuck to him like glue, but eased off a little so I could take a look at what I’d been rubbing against.

We both looked down. He was huge compared to me. Now that we were together I couldn’t imagine how something that big would ever fit. Just sitting like this made it obvious he’d go inside me as high as my belly button. Pushing back into the pool, I floated down a step until I was kneeling between his thighs.

His cock was sticking up out of the water most of the way, but his sack dangled below the water looking soft and hairy. He wasn’t very hairy anywhere else, just that sparse trail down from his belly button and his dark pubes.

He didn’t say anything to me, just watched me for a moment. I reached out and cupped his sack. I knew better than to be rough with them. One time I had accidentally kicked Joe there when we were wrestling and he’d actually cried. Mark didn’t cry when I touched him, but his face did screw up tight as I gently moved them around.

“There really are balls in there,” I whispered to myself and Mark chuckled.

I don’t know why it was such a shock to find them, but it was. They were about the size of big olives and felt heavy even underwater.

While I explored, Mark leaned back against the edge of the pool on his elbows and spread his knees open even wider. I took it as an invitation to touch him all over. I know how good he made me feel and I wanted to do the same for him. The videos on the internet all showed people jacking up and down on it really fast, but I didn’t want it to be over too soon.

I was surprised my fingers couldn’t go all the way around the firm, tan-colored shaft. The top looked like a mushroom. It had been pink, but now was closer to red. The pee hole on top opened like a little mouth as I stroked him. Using two hands, I began to slide up and down. Mark sighed and tilted his head backwards.

“Is this okay?” I asked in a whisper.

“Hold it a little tighter,” he replied. “Move the skin more than just sliding your hand over it. Like this.” He put his fingers over mine and showed me how tight and how fast he liked it.

It was so exciting I felt my stomach clench like when he rubbed me. That made doing this for him even better. Before long, a few clear drops came out his pee hole. I thought they might be pee, but when they dripped down the sides it made him slippery like I got inside.

“Oh, damn,” he moaned. “So good. Just keep doing that.”

I made sure to slide my hands to the top every time a drop came up. He shivered when I did that, so I knew he liked it. Soon he began to push his cock into my hands like he wanted me to hurry up. I noticed his face was getting red and he was holding his breath.