Chapter 1

How did it begin? That would depend on who you ask. Emily, my girlfriend at the time would say that it started in the summer after our ninth grade year when she and our friend Mike got stoned and gave each other their virginities which led to everything else. Mike would say that it doesn’t matter, either way, what has happened has happened and it doesn’t change anything. I would say that it started a few years before that when Mike and his family moved into the cul-de-sac where Emily and I lived, because if they had not moved there, then most likely, none of the ensuing events would have happened. The three of us knew the real answer though, and it was none of those.

There were not many kids our age in our small middle-class neighborhood. Most of them were younger than we were, and a few of them were my sister’s age or older. The rest of the people that lived in our small neighborhood were older couples whose children were in college or out in the world with families of their own. When Mike and his family moved in, Emily and I were happy to have another kid our age in the neighborhood.

My parents were workaholics back then, still are I suppose, and therefore they did not spend much time getting to know the other families in the neighborhood. This doesn’t mean they were not friendly because they were. It just meant that they did not spend as much time at family bar-b-queues. My father was self-employed at the time and spent most of it growing his business.

Emily’s parents were not quite as friendly towards the new neighbors at first. They were very close to the older couple that had lived there and took much longer to warm up to the Fawler’s than the rest of us had. Once they got over it they became close friends, spending many weekends grilling and playing volleyball on the sand volleyball court that Mike’s dad had put in. Even though my parents were busy more often than not during those times, my sister and I were always invited.

After several years our lives had settled into a comfortable routine. Saturday bar-b-queues were frequented more often by my parents, and Emily and I had grown to love one another and spend too much time together according to her mother. Then my grandfather became ill.

Emily and I had been sitting on the steps in front of my house just enjoying the closeness, and the start of our fourteenth summer together. The temperature was already in the middle eighties as summer was now in full swing in our little corner of the world. The evening prior, my family had gotten back from an impromptu two-week vacation to visit my grandfather who had fallen sick the month prior. My parents had of course gone back to work already and Emily and I were seeing each other for the first time in two weeks. We had barely spoken to one another before we were holding hands and kissing as young teens do. I was barely fifteen and horny as a boy that age always is.

She broke the kiss, laying her head on my shoulder, and I spoke first, breaking the moment of complete silence. “I’m sorry I missed your birthday Em.”

“It’s OK. It wasn’t your fault. Your grandfather is sick so I understand,” she said while squeezing my hand gently. “Is he going to be alright?” she asked with genuine concern in her voice.

“Yeah, I guess. He seemed to get better having everyone there. You know I’m still sorry though. I was pissed when they told me I had to go. I mean I know he’s my grandfather and all, but I barely know him or any of the rest of them. Was it cool?”

“Was what cool?” She responded looking up at me.

She seemed different to me, more subdued than usual. Normally when we were together Emily would be all upbeat and happy, but now she was quiet and seemed pre-occupied.

“Your birthday, did you have a good time?” I said as I gave a quick tickle to her ribs.

“Stop that,” and as usual I stopped like she asked. “It was OK I guess. We just had a small get together with family and a few friends,” she said while rubbing her thumb lightly over the back of my hand.

“I brought you a present from Arizona. I hope you weren’t thinking I didn’t get you anything.”

“Of course I wouldn’t think that Evan,” she said perking up a little, “where is it?”

“Well, it’s still in my dad’s car. We got home a little late and I forgot to get it last night. I’ll give it to you later when he gets home OK.”

“OK,” Emily said and let out a quiet sigh as she looked into my eyes, “Evan,” she spoke while looking up into my eyes blinking once, “you want to go inside?”

“Sure, what do you want to do?” I said as I stood up and helped Emily to her feet as well.

“I thought maybe we could ... you know,” she said sheepishly as she put her hand lightly on my chest, and looking at that same spot.

It took me a moment to realize what she was saying. “You mean...” she looked up at me and gave a little smile while grabbing my hand and leading me into the house and back to my bedroom. She had been in there before though wasn’t supposed to be without my parents home, since no one was home and thinking I was about to get laid for the first time, I didn’t argue. Emily sat on the end of the bed pulling me to stand between her legs. I could not believe what we were doing. She had rebuffed every advance I had tried for the past year in my attempts to get her to have sex with me for the first time by saying that we were too young, and she wanted to wait until the time was right. Although I just wanted to get laid already, I had always respected her decision to wait.

“What made you change your mind?” I said trying to keep my breath under control. It was already ragged just from the anticipation of what we were about to do. I was suddenly nervous and excited beyond belief at just the thought that after so much trying on my part we were all of a sudden going to have sex. I would finally be one of those guys in my class that could say they were no longer a virgin, yet I was more nervous than I had ever been.

“Nothing made me change my mind,” she said pausing for a moment looking at my midsection. “I just decided that I want to do this with you,” looking up at me then, with those big beautiful gray-blue eyes, “I love you, Evan.”

I smiled back to her, “I love you too Emily.”

With that said she grabbed my belt with her small hands and started undoing it quickly. She then opened up my jeans pulling them down with my underwear and before I could blink had my already stiff fifteen-year-old pecker in her mouth, sucking for all she was worth. I was not sure what to expect, thinking that maybe things would move much more slowly but Emily seemed to have been more eager than I was. I couldn’t believe that she jumped right into it and had taken my dick in her mouth. We had never even gotten past heavy petting before and here she was giving me my first blowjob, and as far as I was concerned, a very good one.

“Emily, oh wow, I can’t believe...” I stopped talking, beginning to breathe hard as my head fell back and I blankly stared at the ceiling for only a couple of minutes. I had never felt anything like that before. “Oh God Emily. I’m gonna...” not able to say anything else as my orgasm took over so quickly from the heavy suction she was using on my dick, and the sheer excitement of getting it sucked for the first time. Emily did not back off. She just kept up her ministrations as my cum shot out of me into her mouth, and without skipping a beat I could feel her swallowing as five hard spurts shot out of me and slipped down her throat with each consecutive contraction from her swallowing. My knees went weak, and she steadied me with her hands gripping into my backside, pulling my dick into her throat. When I was finished, she pulled off of me with a slurping pop, like she just took a tootsie roll pop out of her mouth and looked up at me.

“I guess you liked that?” She said with a crooked smile, licking her lips and swallowing one last time, “Mmm, you taste so good Evan.”

“Wow Em, I can’t believe you just did that,” I said catching my breath and looking down at her with disbelief. The whole time my voice was screaming in my head, ‘YES, I just got my first blowjob.’

Slowly moving her eyes up to meet mine, taking a moment as if to judge what my eyes were saying, “Well believe it,” she purred, brushing her long very light brown hair from her face, “I think we’ll be doing it a lot more too. I really liked that.”

My dick twitched at that and I knew that it would quickly start growing back to its full-length. Emily scooted herself back onto my queen size bed and lay down in the middle with her head on my pillow. I was briefly happy that my mom made me keep my room clean. Emily did see it quite a bit though so my mom didn’t have to try very hard.

“So, are we going to fuck or what?” she asked, smiling mischievously while unbuttoning her blouse and jeans, beginning to push them down over her small hips revealing her light blue cotton bikini panties. I had not seen her without clothes since we played doctor once years before and seeing her slender hips in those cute little panties brought me back to full attention. It almost completely escaped my attention that she used the word ‘fuck’. Emily never talked like that.

She was one of the smaller girls in our class at just a little over five feet and had features that matched that small stature. Her breasts were some of the smallest of all the girls in our grade. I didn’t care at all. She was the cutest girl in our class, and her features helped her to pull that off. If she had not been so in love with me, she could have gone out with any guy in school. I swiftly pulled my shirt over my head and began taking off my shoes so I could get my pants the rest of the way off when we heard the front door bang shut. We both froze for a moment before hastily putting our clothing back in place.

“Damn, my sister’s home.”

We got our clothing back together and I grabbed a magazine. We both sat together on the end of my bed, not wanting to get caught fooling around when she wasn’t even supposed to be in my room when our parents were not at home. I definitely didn’t trust my sister to not rat me out, but if we were decent, then maybe she would have a heart. It’s not that we did not get along; it was that Ashley was a kiss ass when it came to our parents, and sometimes that meant that she threw me under the bus. She also had a grudge against Emily, as well as me so I usually erred on the side of caution as far as she was concerned.

Ashley stuck her head in my room on the way by and gave a quick smile. “What are you guys doing? You know mom would be pissed if she knew you had Emily in here while they were at work right?” She still gave that little fake smile.

“Ash, we weren’t doing anything, just reading and...”

“Look, Evan, I don’t care. Just get her out of here. I don’t want mom coming down on both of us because of you bringing miss goody two shoes into your room. I have a couple of friends coming over in a few minutes and I don’t want you two around while we’re hanging out. If you want to do your girlfriend then take her to your fort or something.” With that said, she walked away and down the hall to her room.

“Jeez, she is such a bitch? Maybe she’s the one that needs to get laid,” Emily said as she got up. There was that foul language again. Something was definitely different.

“I don’t know, maybe. Come on; let’s get out of here before her friends get here. They’re all a bunch of bitches too.”

With that, we walked out of the house onto the back porch.

“So you want to go to the fort?” I asked while holding her hand and moving it back and forth just a little.

“No, I don’t want our first time to be in that dirty old fort. We can just wait until your sister isn’t home.”

We sat down together on a little loveseat rocker my parents liked to use when enjoying their evenings and snuggled up to one another just enjoying the closeness. I was still a little nervous about discussing what we had just done, considering that she so easily gave me a blowjob and a very good one at that after not even the slightest nudge from me. We liked sitting on the back porch. My dad had built a latticework style canopy around and over it that had some kind of flowery vines growing all over it to provide the shade. Asking me what kind of vines they were would be a waste of time though. I never paid that much attention to anything my dad told me.

I let my eyes wander over my girlfriend. She was not the most beautiful girl in our class, but as far as I was concerned her cuteness and playful friendly attitude made her the most desirable. I could just see her eyes from my angle. Her eyes are amazing. A light bluish gray that I would get lost in even after knowing her my whole life, and we had known one another our whole lives to that point. We were each other’s first friend and had been inseparable ever since.

Looking down, I came across the choker that she was wearing. At first, I thought it was the one that I had seen her mother wearing recently so I had not mentioned it, but upon further inspection, I realized that it was quite a bit thinner in its height. It was just big enough that it did not look constricting. Maybe a half an inch in height, appearing to be made of metal and the edges were rounded off as to not make it uncomfortable. The strange thing about it was the fact that it looked seamless. Well almost seamless, there were two seams, one on each side of her neck. I could not see any kind of clasp that held it together around her neck. It actually looked quite nice, albeit a little out of the ordinary. It was definitely not the type of jewelry that she would normally wear.

“Is that your mom’s necklace?” I asked breaking the long silence.

“Huh, oh, no this is mine,” she said as she reached up and touched it lightly, running her fingers along it.

“Did your mom get it for you?”

She didn’t say anything, just kept running her finger along the choker. Before I could ask her again, Mike came through the back door. My sister must have let him in, and despite being my best guy friend (Emily was my best friend), I sort of wished he hadn’t shown up. I just wanted to be alone with Emily for once, and it seemed like he was always around. Emily had mentioned on more than one occasion that he needed to finally get a girlfriend or at least a hobby. He was my friend, but I couldn’t argue with that train of thought.

“Hey Evan, how was your trip?” he asked as he came over to stand by us.

“It was OK I guess. We saw some cool stuff, and the Grand Canyon was pretty awesome,” I answered without mentioning my grandfather because I knew he wouldn’t really care much about that either way.

“Cool.” He was acting a little strange I thought, having not just sat down like he normally would, and he seemed sort of nervous. “Hey Em, can I talk to you a second,” he said as he walked away into the yard just off the porch.

Emily glanced at me for a second then got up to go to him, “OK, um, what’s up?”