Chapter 1

I sat in the gym. The gym of my local high school, well my new one anyways. My younger sister was absent for this, and I knew in my mind she had gone off to get high. I was sitting on wooden bleachers that had been there for years, but seemed like the newest things in the gym. I was 5’6” at that point. I had brown hair which was in the shape of a crew cut. I was a skinny kid, and kind of shy. I said nothing at first to anyone, just listened on as Mr. Filagree, the school principal gave his announcements to all of us. I looked around checking out my classmates, mostly the females, trying to see if I was attracted to any of them, or if any of them had been checking me out. I may have been shy, but I was still a horny teenager at this point. Mr. Filagree was as boring as watching paint dry, and I was about fed up with listening to him when the students around me clapped. I didn’t join in.

As the students filed out, I pulled my schedule, which I had crumpled up into my pocket and looked it over. Two of the students, a male who was five foot tall, skinny with a bowl cut wearing a Mr. Rogers type sweater vest, and jeans; and a female, with long red hair that reached down to her ass, a little chubby (maybe 10 extra pounds, I’d see this later), with a sweatshirt and shorts on, walked over.

I was a little surprised when they said something.

“Hey there, you must be new.” The male said.

“I think we’re all new. We’re in ninth grade.” I said with a know-it-all tone.

“Hey, don’t be mean to Andrew, he was trying to be nice.” The female said in a nagging tone.

“Relax, Liza (Pronounced Lie-za), He had a point.” Andrew said. “Besides, I’ve heard that tone before, and since it didn’t change too much in his speech, I’m guessing its normal for him.”

Andrew, though a nerd, didn’t know how right he was, as I would figure out I had Asperger’s after I graduated, but that fact is far from the point, and I’m getting off topic.

“Sorry. Andrew was it, and Liza?” I said. “I’m Joshua.”

I had to admit, though Fiery, Liza was kind of cute, and I wouldn’t mind dating her.

“We can show you around.” Andrew said.

“I guess that’d be all right.” I said.

Andrew and Liza showed me around the building with enough time for me to figure out where my locker and my class was. After school, I met Liza right outside the exit.

“Hey, Liza, wanna go grab a coffee at Starbucks or something?” I asked.

“No, I’ve got things to do.” She said before walking off, leaving me standing there.

To be honest, I was dumbfounded. She was blowing me off, and the only reason I could figure is that she didn’t like how I had first talked to Andrew.

“Don’t let her get to you man, my little sister is always like that.” A voice said.

I turned around to see a strapping young man walk up. He was about 6 foot tall and could be a varsity football player.

“What she wants is for you to follow her into the woods and get forceful with her.” He said.

“Really?” I asked.

“Yeah. That’s how she tests guys that like her.” He said.

I took his words as a cue and headed after her. I made my way into the woods where I found her leaning against a tree.

“So, you followed me? Few guys have the balls to do that.” Liza said.

I walked up to her, and forced her into a passionate kiss, which she moaned into. After a moment or two, I forced my hand down her shorts and found her pussy hole and slipped a finger inside, causing her to gasp, then wrap her arms around me, and continue making out with me. Feeling her pussy against my hand and not against my crotch was driving me nuts, so I grabbed her shorts, and before she could object they were around her ankles and my cock had slipped inside her. Her reaction wasn’t quite what I expected as I pounded away at her hot, and wet pussy. She grabbed my shirt and broke the kiss.

“I want you to stop.” She said with a fury in her eyes that would kill a man.

“Okay...” I said, stopping my motion.

She forced me into another kiss. I gave her a little hump as we made out again, unsure if she wanted me to continue. She broke the kiss again.

“Now, I don’t want you bragging to all your friends about this.” She said. “Because I didn’t want to do this.”

“I’m sorry.” I said as I pulled out.

“No, keep it in, we might as well enjoy it now we’ve started, but...” She sighed. “There’s something you should know.”

I nodded.

“The furthest I go with a guy is letting him finger me.” She said.

“Really? Only finger you?” I asked. “Why’s that? I mean you didn’t feel like a virgin when I started.”

Her expression and demeanor changed as she took a deep breath.

“My older brother ... he raped me about a year ago. He’s been raping me every week at the least. He shaves clean like I do, and wears a condom so, it’s my word against his.” She cried. “We’ve threatened to go to the police, but he threatens our lives.” She added.

I pulled her closer and kissed her through her tears.

“So, I’m the first without protection?” I asked.

“Yeah.” She said. “I kinda wanted it to be Adam, but he doesn’t date anyone who loses their virginity before marriage.”

“Does he know about the rapes?” I asked.

“No. And I don’t want him knowing ... Please?” She said with a pleading tone on the end.

“I can’t tell you no ... I mean with my dick inside you.” I whispered.

“Thanks. So how about we finish up and go get a coffee?” She said.

“Really?” I asked.

“Yeah, but what about you? Would you want to date me? Knowing I’m my brother’s personal fuck toy?” She asked. “You want to be my actual boyfriend and not just fuck me?” Liza asked.

“Well, I wouldn’t mind if you kept letting me fuck you, but I’m sure not going to rape you again. I’m sorry about that.” I said, which made her smile. “Yeah, I might have to take a hand in stopping the rape.” I said.

“How?” She asked as her eyes lit up.

“Leave that to me. For now, we’re just gonna spend time getting to know each other.” I said.

“Well how about we finish this first.” She said with a smile. “I want to know ... how it feels to make love.” She cooed.

I kissed her as I formed quick plans on how to please her in my head. I’d love to say I was the perfect lover, but ... it was my first time, and my first move to please her involved me pulling up her shirt and bra and then sucking and licking at her nipples. Her areolas were about the size of a milk cap, cone shaped, and her nipples about the size of a pencil eraser when erect. While I enjoyed her tits, I did my best to keep inside her as she let out soft moans and her pussy reacted to my actions by getting tighter, and hotter and moving in a way that made it feel like she was massaging my cock. I kissed down her stomach, pulling my cock from inside her as I moved, until I reached her bald pussy. I spread her pussy lips apart and licked and sucked at her outer lips not sure of what I was doing until she grabbed the back of my head and guided me to where she wanted my attention, which interchanged between her clit, and her pussy hole. After a few minutes she moaned out loud.

“Josh, quick, put it back inside me.” She moaned, letting go of my head.

I stood up and slipped my cock back inside her. She wrapped herself around me as I felt her pussy clench down and a hot fluid envelope my cock. She pulled me into a passionate kiss, as the feeling became too much and I began cumming, shooting my seed deep inside her unprotected womb. She let out a long moan into our kiss as my cock drained years of built up cum into her. She soon broke the kiss and looked deep into my eyes, as if she were searching for something.

“I can’t believe it.” She said as my cock spasmed inside her, trying to release the last of the juices my balls had built up.

“What?” I asked.

“I never thought it could feel that good.” She cooed.

“Really?” I asked. “Was I good?”

“Very. Why would you doubt that?” She asked.

“Well.” I said, blushing as I did. “You were kind of my first.”

“You were a virgin?” She asked dumbfounded.

“Yeah.” I mumbled.

This made her pull me into a passionate kiss. The kiss lasted a few minutes, after which she broke it.

“Thank you ... for sharing your first time with me.” She cooed.

She gave me a soft kiss on the lips before she had me pull out of her, and the both of us got dressed again. We then walked together, with her hugging my arm. As we walked towards Starbucks, she explained why she had reacted the way she did after finding out she was my first. She had considered herself tainted after Adam had found out she had lost her virginity. He freaked out. The two had been dating only a few days, and she had told a friend in confidence she had lost it and didn’t know how to tell Adam. He freaked out, accusing her of cheating and stormed off. Though they had patched up the friendship, he wouldn’t date her again. She had tried mustering up the courage asking out a couple more guys, but a rumor had gotten around and they wanted nothing to do with her. It was a fucked up situation and all because her brother raped her, and her life had went to hell. My bet was that her brother was the source of the rumor. I did the gentlemanly thing and opened the door for her, making her giggle a little. She scanned around when we entered, and then tried to pull me out the door.

“We should go.” She said.

I refused to budge. I looked around and realized why. Her brother was there. I would put an end to it. I shook my arm free.

“Joshua, NO!” She said with the last part being a shout as I walked over to a table full of Jocks.

“Hey there, twerp, you get some from my sister? Was that pussy tight or what?” Her brother laughed.

“Yeah, and considering you’ve been raping her every night, you must have a micro dick.” I said.

“What?” He said in a low tone as he stood up. “You’d better watch your mouth twerp, or I’ll shut you up for good.” My blood was boiling, and all I could see was my rage.

What happened next ... I wish I could tell you first hand. I blacked out, and when I came to, her brother was on the ground holding his arm. One of the other footballers was calling an ambulance while others just stared at me. Lisa grabbed me by the arm and pulled me to the counter. We ordered and paid for our drinks then headed out.

“What the fuck?” She asked as we headed down the road.

“What?” I asked before taking a sip of my coffee.

“What do you mean what?” She asked.