Discovering A Mute Boy
Chapter 14
Jewels
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EXCERPT FROM WHAT’S NORMAL
“Marty, you’ve always been normal…don’t ever think otherwise.” I whispered softly with the two of us snuggling up together and falling silent.
Before long I heard the steady rhythmic breathing of the smaller boy as he faded off to sleep. “Don’t ever forget you are a normal boy Marty.” I whispered softly in his ear to emphasize my point before closing my eyes and drifting off as well with the thought of how this had been another wonderful day.
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JEWELS
It was Friday and the school day couldn’t go fast enough. The only drawback was that we didn’t have PE classes on Friday, which meant I wouldn’t get to see Joey naked; a big bummer in my opinion. I only hoped that between now and Monday he wouldn’t have second thoughts about showering with the rest of us and once more becoming shy about it. Both Marty and I sat with him again at lunch time and even though the younger boy shot me some shy looks, still a bit embarrassed by me jacking him off in the locker room and almost getting caught, he soon seemed to get over it and relaxed after a couple of minutes. Before long he had me busting up in stitches and Marty grinning from ear to ear with me wondering how come he never did that with others. It was obvious he had a great sense of humor and seemed to relax and open up once he became comfortable around others, yet he always seemed to be shy and head off by himself. I wanted to ask him about it, but didn’t want to spoil the fun we were having so shrugged it off.
Since Fridays were early out for our school several of the extra curricular activities took place during that hour with many students sticking around. For me this meant Choir practice and Marty joined me sitting off to the side quietly and listening to us. I could tell he really enjoyed it and when we began to rehearse the song “In the arms of an Angel,” he perked right up listening to it intently. For some reason the song always managed to strike a chord with him and had some sort of meaning for him. He mentioned it might have been a song his mother had sang to him, but he wasn’t sure. I could tell the boy enjoyed it and he seemed a bit bummed out after rehearsals were done. As for me I was bummed out too because it meant Joey was going home. We never were able to chat too much in choir class because he was placed in a different section of our line-up, but since I was one row behind him I could still see him from my position catching glimpses of his cute face from the side as he sang. He always had such a relaxed look as if he immersed himself into the music. It was cute watching him while he sang.
From Choir rehearsal I headed down to the sports ground for track and field practice. Today, I’d be taking our cross country trek which always made me feel good afterwards. At first it usually started out a bit forceful with the run feeling as if I had to push through, but after a bit I always loosened up and allowed my legs to pick up their stride eating up ground in a more effortlessly gate. My mind always cleared up and I could relax letting my troubles fly away. It was a strange kind of feeling when I ran the long course, and one that I began to enjoy more often these days.
After practice I made my way into the sports building to shower off and began to look around at some of my fellow classmates. Most had really great physiques as my eyes casually looked them over. I was discreet about it; especially, when my green eyes dipped down to one boy or another’s private area. Of course they all came in varying shapes and sizes and I began to feel myself being drawn to some boys while not so much to others. I started to realize I wouldn’t mind messing around with some of them in a more intimate kind of way. My attraction wasn’t necessarily what they were packing between their legs or how they looked, but rather how I felt about them in regards to who they were as a person. Of course looks did factor into this in some regards, but mostly my attraction towards one boy or another had more to do with their personalities.
These feelings made me take pause again. In the past it was only girls who I was looking at so intently, but now I found myself looking at boys the same way. It was really kind of disconcerting because just earlier this morning I was jonesin on a group of chicks who had walked by my locker. They were older girls, in High School, and I could smell their sweet scent of makeup and perfume when they had casually walked by me. High School girls had for the most part matured already with all the curves and softness in the right places. As they casually walked by one of them actually smiled at me and waved making me weak in the knees.
“Hi Latham,” her sweet voice had drifted towards me casually while I stumbled with a greeting of my own all tongue tied because she actually knew my name for some reason.
Her name was Julie, or Jewels, as she was called by her friends, and she sure sparkled like gemstones. She was only a freshman in High School, but drop-dead gorgeous, which made all the boys drool including Seniors who I knew were constantly chasing after the teen to get down her skirt. As with most schools there were always rumors, but oddly enough nothing really bad about her. I know some of the older boys were always trying to make claims about their conquest over her, but somehow those never seemed to stick. She was a bit of a tease; everyone knew it since she loved to flirt with the boys, but it never came across in a slutty kind of way. At least not in public at school; although, there have been some rumors about the way she teased boys in private.
It was almost a curse with how our school was set up because both Junior High and High School was all in one large building. We were separated with classes in different parts of the building, but there was always that bit of overlap, and seeing a bunch of girls who were for all practical purposes too old for us Junior High kids, so of course out of bounds, made it difficult for boys who were, well, pretty much in ‘heat’ all the time.
The brief encounter with Jewels had made my heart skip a beat, and of course my proud little soldier had literally jumped to attention when she had said hello to me. I had seen her eyes briefly drifting downwards making me blush because she had to have seen my bulge which was literally bloated in my pants. To my relief though she hadn’t made an issue of it and simply moved on with the rest of her little tight knit group of girls. Jewels was part of the in crowd and way out of my league, but a guy could still dream.
The encounter earlier in the day now began to trouble me because here I was showering with a bunch of naked boys checking them out just like I had done the girls earlier. I began to feel myself chubbing up so had to turn towards the wall and think about something else. Naturally, Joey immediately came to mind, which I firmly shoved out of my thoughts because that would only make things worse. It took some effort, but I finally managed to calm down enough so I beat a hasty retreat grabbing my towel and wrapping it around my waist until I got to my locker. There were other boys all around me in various stages of dress, but by this time I had managed to gain control again so got dried off and dressed before meeting Marty outside and heading home.
Of course once I got home I went straight to my room, closed the door, and busted my nut in a hurry since my balls were aching with all the eye candy I had taken in today. Pops had said things would get easier, but it sure didn’t seem like it to me. If anything I was really beginning to have issues with constantly being turned on by someone every time I turned around. Before there was always that sort of sexual tension once puberty kicked in, but now that I’ve actually become actively engaged in that sort of way with others it had become even more intense for me. It was as if I was constantly jonesin for action, no matter where it came from. My thoughts were constantly on touching others in a sexual way, yearning to run my hands along smooth sensuous flesh.
Things only seemed to get better once I managed to bust my nut with the tension flowing out in my orgasmic release. If this kept up I’d need to jack off at least ten times a day instead of the usual four or five I’ve become accustomed to. I don’t know where all of this was coming from all of a sudden, but it was as if puberty was rearing its ugly head in a very potent kind of way for me. I only hoped Pop’s was right and these overpowering urges would start to decrease in intensity or that somehow I would be able to adapt and bring things under control.
“Puberty,” I sighed to myself cleaning up the mess I had created before getting on skype to chat with Luke and after that hopping in the shower to get cleaned up real quick.
After Pop’s got home Marty began to get excited about going out to the movies since it would be his first time. He dragged me into his room asking me what he should wear, which made me smile because it took only two weeks to seemingly convert the long haired boy into a typical teenager concerned about his looks. He quickly tried on a couple of outfits with my eyes taking in his near naked state. With his white briefs covering up his butt cheeks I began to appreciate the firm roundness of them tucked away beneath the fabric. I knew there was the abusive scarring just beneath the fabric, but with them covered up it immediately became obvious he had a cute ass. The wounds on the back of his thighs were quickly healing, but like so many other white streaks the evidence would always remain visible even after they faded slightly over time. Still, if a guy looked past those things he could appreciate the sleekness of the boy’s limbs.
The smaller boy no longer had that very pallid sickly look about him with his skin having pinked up with a healthy appearance. Even though Marty ate like a horse he really hadn’t gained that much weight remaining kind of petite, but in a much more healthy kind of way. He was more active now so maybe that had more to do with it as well and I could tell he’d always have that thin wiry kind of physique. He really was very beautiful and I couldn’t help but stare when he slipped off the underwear he had been wearing and opened up his dresser drawer for a fresh pair leaving his thin flaccid tube poking slightly outwards from his blank pubic mound. His small boy purse remained tucked up against his body forming a nice rounded tight ball which wrapped around his two cherry sized nuggets in a protective elastic sheath.
Marty noticed me staring and gazed back into my eyes making me blush. “What?” I asked seeing his grin open up even further. “I can’t help it I like watching you get naked.” I admitted with the boy still smiling and rolling his eyes signing to me.
“Yeah, I noticed.” He grinned sheepishly while I busted a gut because he gave me the same reply I had given to him not too long ago when he admitted how he liked seeing me naked too.
Picking up his jeans and red colored long sleeved polo style shirt we had agreed upon for his outing, the boy made his way towards the bathroom for a shower making me smile knowing exactly what he would be doing in there as well. As a matter of fact I could already see his small tube begin to elongate in anticipation of some hand action. At first he had frowned when I suggested pants and a long sleeved shirt, but once I told him the theater had air conditioning and that it would probably be cooler inside he immediately seemed to agree with me how a long sleeved shirt was a good idea.
Heading into my own room I got changed to get ready for my study session with Joey tonight. Oddly enough, I felt myself getting a bit excited as well, wanting to look good for the other boy. Strange how it felt kind of like it was when I went out with Sienna. She had been a bit upset about not being able to meet up tonight, but I reminded her we would be going to Billy’s party together on Saturday which seemed to appease her.
Looking through my clothes I decided to be a bit on the casual side with just a splash of style. I was familiar with Joey’s apartment complex and knew the units had air conditioning, but wasn’t certain if they had been turned on yet so couldn’t be sure about the temperature inside his apartment. With this in mind I went for that sort of preppy school boy look by slipping on a pair of blue checked plaid shorts, a blue button up shirt with a brown colored v-neck sleeveless cardigan sweater vest over the shirt, brown matching socks, and my tan colored canvas Faughn Polo sneakers with the typical logo on the outer side. In some ways it was kind of dressed up, but also on the casual side as I ran a comb through my hair opting for a more clean look by combing it with a part on my left side and sweeping it towards my right off of my brow.
“Wow, do you boys clean up or what?” Pop’s teased sizing us up when we trundled downstairs ready to head out. “You’d think you boys were heading off to a party or something with a date.” He added smiling pleasantly making me blush at the innuendo.
Even though I didn’t think he meant anything by it, I didn’t want to take the chance so made a lame excuse for me getting dressed up. “Well Marty got all excited about his first trip to the movies so wanted to get dressed up, and after seeing what he was going to wear I couldn’t be outdone.” I chuckled teasingly. “You know how it is…I couldn’t let him beat me out in the style department.” I continued with Marty grinning and giving me a playful shove as he signed.
“Well I can’t help it if I look cute. It just comes naturally.” He taunted making me roll my eyes.
“See what I have to put up with Pop’s. He used to be such a sweet shy kind of guy and now look at him.” I chuckled waving towards Marty which made my grandfather smile and shake his head.
“Boys,” he chuckled motioning for us to get going.
“Oh, that reminds me PopPop.” I began since he had mentioned going to a party. “It’s Billy’s birthday tomorrow and he’s having a party at his place tomorrow night. He invited Marty too so I was wondering if it would be alright.” I added seeing the smaller boy get excited and signing as well saying he’d love to go.
“Sure I don’t see why not.” Pop’s stated smiling at Marty’s enthusiasm and happy the boy was finally acting like a typical teen. “I suppose we should go to the mall tomorrow and pick out a gift.” He suggested which didn’t get any protest from me since Billy was a decent enough friend so I figured it a good idea to get him something for his birthday.
Twenty minutes later I was making my way up the elevator towards the fifth floor of the apartment complex where Joey lived with my book bag draped over my shoulder. Checking the apartment number I made my way down the hallway and stopped at the end by his door. There was a note just above the doorbell asking not to ring it and to knock on the door softly making me wonder what that was all about. Shrugging my shoulders I did as instructed rapping my knuckles softly against the wooden panel. I waited for a minute and when no one answered I tried again, still trying to be quiet about it. This time the door swung open and my jaw dropped in surprise.
“I…I…um…oh…I must have the wrong apartment.” I stuttered softly still mindful of the sign saying to keep it quiet and gawking for a moment before taking another look at the piece of paper with Joey’s building and apartment number written on it.
There was a soft giggle and all I could do was stand there and gape at the beautiful girl standing in front of me. I recognized her from school. All her curves were in the right place with her very short royal blue colored sleeveless dress managing to emphasize every part of her to perfection. The upper part of her dress left the teen’s shoulders and arms completely bare, appearing almost like a tank top I would wear, but with light blue colored trim along her neckline, over her shoulders, and around to the back.
There were three of the same light sky blue colored horizontal bands which added to the way the dress popped on her features. One was up along her upper waistline, one a little further down, which went right across the upper part of her nice round butt cheeks, and a final one just below her fleshy orbs emphasizing the cuteness of her apples. The light blue stripes created a bit of contrast to her otherwise completely royal blue colored dress along with a bit of emphasis on her curves.
To say it was a dress might be a bit kind because they really didn’t come down that far, ending right along her upper thighs making me wonder how she managed when she sat down. On her feet she was wearing a pair of black leather booties with heals making her a tad taller than usual.
The teen had a beautiful flawless face with lively sky blue gray colored eyes and long brown wavy hair, which she was currently twirling around playfully with her fingers. My eyes were immediately drawn towards her nice perky breasts, which I thought were perfect on a girl her age. Many of my friends always bragged about big boobs, but I kind of liked girls who weren’t too busty up front. The pair that I was looking at still weren’t fully developed, just starting to mature, but well on their way. Despite her beauty, many of my friends made comments regarding her flat chest and how it was her only flaw, but I never did, thinking they were just about right for her build and age. She would never be really busty, but I knew they’d be just perfect once she had developed completely.
“Hey Latham, come on in,” her sweet voice floated over towards me. “Joey just now finished up with his chores and stepped into the bathroom to get cleaned up. He hasn’t taken a shower yet, but never takes long and since he’s expecting you he’ll be pretty quick I suspect.” Mom’s still asleep so we need to keep it quiet for a while longer before she has to get up and go to work.” Jewels added, stepping aside and letting me in while I nodded my head dumbly not understanding why she was here.
Noticing other shoes lined up by the entryway, I slipped mine off as well figuring like by us they took their shoes off when they came inside. “I…I didn’t know Joey even had a sister.” I added still a bit stunned that the boy had a sister who was one of the most popular girls in school, but still unsure because she had a different last name.
The beautiful girl smiled waving me inside and towards the sofa where I took a seat and set my bag down next to my feet. She offered me something to drink, but I waived it off so the teen elegantly took a seat in the chair across from me. I noticed how she vigilantly kept her knees closed and angled them slightly off to the side careful about her dress and running her graceful hands over it to smooth out the fabric into place. I trembled because they barely concealed her intimate girly parts and I could feel my own penis lurch expectantly. The damn thing simply refused to behave lately and if I wasn’t careful I’d have to find an outlet here real soon and my first thought on how to accomplish this immediately shifted towards the girl’s organic opening, which I knew was hidden just beneath the dress making me shiver at such naughty thoughts.
“S…so you live here?” I asked dumbly trying not to think about sex and still a bit confused about the situation.
“Yeah, Joey’s my stepbrother, but he’s so sweet and I love him to death.” She explained while I digested this bit of information trying to figure out the dynamics of Joey’s family.
She seemed to notice and spread apart her hands gesturing slightly. “It’s kind of complicated, but the short version is Joey’s mom married my dad. My real mom’s been out of the picture for a while. She’s…um…well…she has issues…you know alcohol and drugs.” Jewels sighed glancing away a bit embarrassed she had even admitted something like that to me, but she sort of had committed herself now so tried to finish with the explanation. “Anyway, that was like a long time ago. I must have been like seven when my dad married Joey’s mom and he was like five. It was real nice until my dad did something stupid.” She winced shaking her head while I sat there staring at her noticing how every once in a while her legs would spread apart slightly threatening to reveal the mysteries of her most intimate erogenous zones.
“He’s in prison.” She simply let it out catching me by surprise.
“I…um…oh,” I managed to get out.
She must have seen my worried look and held up her hand. “It’s not what you think. He didn’t kill anyone or anything like that; he just got caught up in a white collar scheme a couple of years ago. Anyway, since my real mom had duel custody over me I ended up having to live with her. It was awful because she never even knew I was really around. Her place was filthy and there was never any food in the house. She had duel custody, but I never once had stayed with her until this happened with my dad. One night I couldn’t take it and I called up Joey’s mom begging her to come and get me. She didn’t even hesitate and picked me up. She’s more my mom than mine ever was to me. My real mom is so out of it that she didn’t even know I was gone and never came looking for me.” She finished up with the short version which I figured there was more to it than this, but didn’t want to pry with both of us falling silent for several long moments.
“Anyway,” enough of that, she smiled sweetly at me making my heart pound noisily in my chest because she was, simply put, drop-dead gorgeous. “I saw those pictures and video you shot of Joey the other day. It was simply too cute and all.” She giggled softly making me smile and nod my head. “I’ve been begging mom to send those to me because it’s just too adorably sweet. I keep telling her she should submit it to like that show…you know ‘Television’s Funniest Videos’ or some such thing.” She laughed softly making my eyes bug out and my face flush while I shook my head really concerned now about the pictures and video.
“N…no…you can’t do that…please don’t Jewels.” I spoke up realizing I was getting a bit loud so lowered my voice. “D…don’t even ask your mom to give them to you.” I pleaded with her freshly plucked brown eyebrows arching upwards questioningly.
“I…it’s just you can’t do that to him. I…I promised.” I stuttered not making any sense whatsoever to Jewels. “Um…it’s just if this gets out he’ll be embarrassed about it. I like Joey, he’s really a nice guy…you know…once you get to know him. He’s quiet, but when you get past it he’s really funny and a character to boot. I mean hell, he even laughed at the whole incident of the chalk dumping on top of his head, but that’s only because no one else was around.” I tried to explain pausing for a moment.
“Even Marty likes him, hell, most everyone likes him in our class, but he’s always so damn timid and quiet.” I exhaled softly shaking my head noticing Jewels listening to me intently with a sad look on her features nodding her head as if to confirm what I’ve been saying all along.
“Once you really get to know him though he just opens up and is a lot of fun to hang around with because he is constantly joking and carrying on. I just wish he’d be more like that around everyone else, but he’s shy and there is no getting around it. He’s getting better though…not as shy anymore, and like I said most of the guys do like him. If people see the video…,” I paused glancing towards Jewels to make sure she didn’t think I was just rambling or something, but her beautiful eyes gazed back at me without shying away so I started up again. “Jewels, even though the guys in school like him they’ll still probably tease him about it. You know how it is, and it’ll only make things worse for Joey. Lately, he’s come a long way and I’d hate to lose him as a friend because of me taking those videos and pictures of him.” I tried to explain really worried about how this would make him withdraw back into his own shell.
The room fell into a sort of awkward silence until I heard the shower starting up somewhere around the corner in the hallway behind one of the three closed doors. Joey must have just hopped into the shower and I couldn’t help myself as I recalled the image of him standing next to me when he had finally overcome his fear of bathing in front of the guys. It made me smile because he had been so cute standing there all nervous about it. I could still see the profile view from the side of his small flaccid penis and fleshy ball sack as he stood in front of the wall with his back turned to everyone and his face flushing a tad embarrassed. After the initial sort of bantering about, with Billy ending up taking the brunt of the teasing when the tables were turned on him, Joey had begun to relax and even managed to turn around facing the other guys for the very first time. I understood just how difficult it had been for him to do it so knew just how gutsy the kid truly was deep down.
“Joey was right, you really are different.” I heard Jewels speak up making me squint at her questioningly. “I thought you only wanted to come over to improve your grade in Social Studies. A lot of kids always try to take advantage of him that way.” She explained catching me by surprise.
“What…n-no, of course not. Hell, Social Studies class is easy. I’m getting an ‘A’ in that class so far. Now my Geometry and Algebra class is a bit different. At the moment I’m getting a ‘B’, but that is only because at the beginning of the year I could barely understand a word Mrs. Tanaka was saying.” I chuckled shaking my head.
“Yeah, I know exactly what you mean. I had her too and her accent is so thick it took a while to catch on. I hated that about her class. I mean she’s a great teacher, but at first it was like what the ‘F’ are you saying.” Jewels giggle holding her cute hand over her mouth to stifle the noise and forgetting about her legs as they spread open with my eyes literally bugging out of my head.
To my surprise she wasn’t wearing any panties and when her legs opened up I had an unobstructed view of all her glorious girly parts. It’s the first time I’ve ever seen girly bits for real. I’ve never even seen a girl’s breasts before and could only dream about those sorts of things since Sienna never put out in any way. Of course I’ve seen the ‘PG’ versions in school with their cartoon like diagrams and all. Then there were some of the typical pictures and stuff on the internet, but this was completely different. Seeing it for real was somehow more authentic, intense, and intimate forcing my mouth to dry up and making it difficult to swallow down the lump that had formed in my throat. In a word her girly slit was spectacular, not to mention sexy hot. I yearned to reach out and touch the soft warmth of its promising vertical silky fleshy like lips. Her legs were incredible with their long soft smoothness reaching all the way up as if pointing the way towards her girly nirvana components.
What surprised me though is how everything looked clean down there between her legs. I thought at her age girls were already pretty hairy all over down there, but not Jewels. At first I thought she was hairless, but then I noticed her orderly placed soft curly brown tufts all nice and clean just like her plucked eyebrows making me realize she wasn’t bare at all. It took me a moment to understand, but then it dawned on me how she must have waxed and trimmed her girly pubes taking painstaking care just like she did with her hair, eyebrows, or anything else about her features.
I’ve heard of women grooming themselves down there, but Jewels was only fourteen or fifteen years old so I thought kind of young to be doing that sort of thing. Still, for some odd reason I was drawn towards her clean like look down between her legs and couldn’t take my eyes off of her girly slit. That’s where all boys’ dreams were pulled, the ultimate goal of all pubescent guys’ fantasies. It was where paradise began and ended; the epitome of our very existence.
“Anyway, I wish Joey would go out more often and just have fun with some of the other kids, but I understand how tough it is for him.” Jewels continued seemingly unaware of how she was flashing me.
Somehow I managed to tear my gaze away from nirvana, fear of getting caught compelling me to do so, as I glanced upwards. To my relief Jewels attention was elsewhere and hadn’t noticed how I was perving on her. The teen’s striking blue gray eyes shifted back towards me and I shivered both because of her beauty and also from relief because I would have been busted staring at her privates for sure. Her eyes flittered downwards for the briefest of moments, barely noticeable other than the subtle outwards flaring of them fluttering for a moment as if surprised. Even her cheeks pinked up slightly before her gaze looked back up into my eyes.
A small grin spread over her pink lips as if to indicate she had witnessed some sort of secret. It was then I realized she must have noticed the bulge in front of my shorts with me flushing completely mortified by the betrayal between my legs as I tried to find a way to hide my embarrassment without looking like a complete idiot. All I could do was lean slightly forward and slide my butt further towards the back of the couch. This allowed me to move my right hand over towards my left knee and thigh while placing my left hand over my right wrist. In effect my arms were now crossed over the front of my crotch concealing most of my shame. I knew it didn’t hide everything completely, but it was the best I could do in the situation while I waited for her taunting tease about my shame. To my surprise though it never came; instead, she simply seemed to ignore the incident and continued from where she left off.
“I mean, the guys in his class are older than him, and the kids his own age don’t want to hang out with him either because he’s different.” Jewels continued with my foggy mind finally registering what she was talking about bringing me out of my humiliating stupor.
“Well actually…um…Billy, a friend of mine invited Joey to his birthday party tomorrow. He could go to that.” I offered up with Jewels face lighting up.
“Really,” she began before scrunching up her eyebrows and pursing her lips in thought for a few seconds. “I wonder why Joey didn’t mention it.” She speculated. “Did Billy really mean it? I know him and think he’s sort of funny in a quirky kind of way. You don’t think he was teasing Joey about it…do you?” She asked, with me shaking my head the recent embarrassing moment all but forgotten and sort of flittering away for now to my great relief.
“Billy’s a lot of things, but he does like Joey and he isn’t like that where he would tease someone about something like that. He’s a prankster and, well let’s face it, a trouble maker, but not in the way that it would hurt someone unless they deserved it.” I added seeing her nod as if she already knew that about Billy.
“I was right there when he asked Joey to his party and he even made sure I was going to bring Marty with me. I’ve known Billy for a long time now and he was sincere about the invite. To be honest I think he’d be a bit disappointed if Joey and Marty didn’t show up. I’m sure a lot of people think Marty is strange too, but Billy is…well…Billy, and I know he doesn’t care what other people think.” I chuckled knowing my friend so well because I had been one of those awkward kids when I first arrived too and the boy was one of the few who had stood up and defended me back then.
“I wonder why Joey wouldn’t want to go then.” Jewels asked sincerely and when I cocked my head to the side giving her a whimsical look, she held up her hand and nodded her head. “I know…I know. Damn, for real Latham. I love Joey, and even though we aren’t brothers for real, I still think of him as my little brother. I wish people would see and know him like we do. He’s such a sweet kid you know.” She sighed sadly.
“Well, maybe if he had someone to go with it wouldn’t be so intimidating for him. I could have Pop’s swing by when Marty and I go to the party and take Joey with us.” I offered up with the teen perking up and nodding her head.
“Good idea, but don’t say anything to him about it.” She stated, and seeing my concerned look, waved it off giggling cheekily in a way only girls like her can do and make it seem so sexy hot and flirty. “Leave it to me; I’ll let him know later. If we tell him now he will only find some lame excuse. I’ll talk to mom about it and he won’t have a choice but to go since you will be picking him up.” She tittered in that cute girlish way while I watched her standing up from the chair, her every move seemingly done in a calculated graceful manner as she sashayed her way elegantly towards me.
My eyes were riveted on her, the way she moved tickling at my thoughts as if trying to remind me of something because she seemed to literally glide across the floor. Her flowery perfumed scent drifted closer to me and I could almost imagine the invisible rings swirling and eddying all around her as the edges of the fragrance reached out to tickle my nose. The teen was graceful, and I once more began to reminisce when it finally dawned on me what I was trying to recall.
Jewels reminded me a lot of those movie stars from a bygone era. Sometimes when I watched those old black and white movies it made me wonder why women in our movies these days didn’t seem to have the same kind of elegant and refined poise. Even though Joey’s sister was only fourteen or fifteen years old I could already tell she had the same kind of characteristics like those women from that bygone era. It made me sigh a bit sadly in some ways, but it didn’t mean girls in our day and age didn’t have something of their own to offer which forced us guys to take pause and notice. It was just different times I suppose, but still there was something very sexy and classy in the way women carried themselves back then.
She stopped about a foot away forcing me to crane my neck upwards while still hunched over trying to hide my raging boner, which began to squirm around inside my shorts. I could literally feel the damn thing moving around all on its own and it was downright embarrassing. It wasn’t fair how a girl could make a guy respond in such an obvious kind of way in their nether regions, and right now the way my hormones were in a constant flux these days it was all I could do to keep that damn snake of mine from ripping a hole right through my shorts.
The girl bent over slightly and smiled sweetly at me in that sort of girlish kind of tease with our eyes gazing into one another deeply. “You are really cute,” she whispered sweetly her swirling blue gray eyes almost sucking me into their crystal watery depths.
To my surprise she stepped up closer and started to straddle over my legs forcing me to lean back while I desperately tried to keep my thick erection concealed. Any thought of keeping that stout basilisk covered with my hands suddenly disappeared because she began to settle down right on top of my lap forcing me to remove my mitts off to the side along the cushions of the couch. She placed her hands on the front of my chest and shoulders for support pressing me further backwards into the cushions of the sofa. I felt her weight settling right on top of my extremely hard and sensitive boy bits making me gasp because it felt so damn good. Suddenly it dawned on me that her panty-less girly slit had settled right on top of my squirming rigid boy Choad making me gasp in surprise.
Even Jewels seemed caught off guard because I saw her eyes flare outwards in surprise momentarily as if she hadn’t realized just how hard or thick I was down there. If she hadn’t known before she sure had to know now; because, if I could sense the softness and heat from the girlish lips between her legs rubbing along my pickled shoot, she most certainly had to be able to feel the firmness of my thick elongated stalk trying to wriggle inside of her despite the barrier of my underwear and shorts.
This was incredulously sensuous and I couldn’t believe she was literally sitting on my lap like this without any panties on or anything. My mind became sluggish and I couldn’t think straight because everything about her was so damn sexy hot with time seemingly slowing and almost coming to a stand still. The rumors in school about her being a tease was undeniably spot on, but in some ways this felt a little more than a bit of teasing.
“I…I,” my voice croaked and I flinched because she shifted her hips making me wince and gasp while I desperately tried not to blow a gasket. “Oh…mmmph…oh fuck,” I gasped my breath rasping in my chest while both of my hands settled along her thighs trying to keep me connected and grounded.
She was wearing a short dress though, so my hands met the soft warm silkiness of flesh. It was a thousand years of human evolution and instinct now which seemed to take over as my hand drifted along the smoothness of her thighs before cupping the roundness of her cute little muffins. Oh damn, that was so sexy hot feeling the girls bare ass in my hands. Sienna never let me do anything like this at all. Every once in a while I would be allowed to run my hands over her rounded melons for a moment, but never skin on skin. The heat of Jewels warm soft flesh made my body quiver lustfully as we gazed into one another’s eyes.
She was so beautiful and I felt her leaning forward even further, her hands pressing against my chest and shoulders forcing me deeper into the cushions of the sofa. Her hips shifted as well with her groin grinding against my erection making me gasp in wonderment at such a wonderful sensation. I felt my right hand dipping down further between her legs from behind, my fingers running along her seam as she began to shift forwards and backwards sliding her slit along the length of my shaft making me quiver. She continued to tease me like this while my fingers persisted along that line between her pink grommet in the back and towards the pink one up front. Then I felt it, a slight yielding of soft skin as the folds of her girlish lips suddenly gave way and my right middle finger suddenly plunged into the soft fleshy silkiness of warm wetness.
Jewels suddenly squeaked in surprise her body stiffening up slightly and shivering. I felt the quivering of her body all the way down into my fingers as her insides seemed to come alive. It took a moment to realize what had just happened with me letting out a small moan matching her small sighing whimper. All on its own my middle finger began to wiggle around pumping in and out of the girl in rapid little motions. Once more the girl flinched in surprise while my eyes widened in wonderment.
This was so fucking incredible and I almost creamed my shorts, the thought making me wonder why I hadn’t yet. I was so damn sensitive in my nether region and my penis was twitching around in excitement barely able to hold of my orgasmic detonation. Never in my wildest dreams had I counted on this happening to me, not yet, not in this way. It had taken me a moment, but now full realization dawned on me that I was finger fucking one of the hottest girls in our school.
This was incredibly sexy hot, but I wanted more, I wanted to bury my staff in that wonderful warm dampness my finger was experiencing. I wanted to add her most intimate jewel to my royal scepter taking it for my very own. I was just wondering how to go about releasing my pet snake from its confinement when I felt Jewels reaching behind her to stop my finger from continuing to probe her fertile depths.
“L-Latham…I…we…we shouldn’t…I can’t.” She whimpered softly and with a gentle tug she removed my finger from inside of her leaving me a bit dazed and confused.
The sensation of the exiting probe from inside of her made her body tremble once more with her breath catching in her chest at the unexpected feeling. Her excited quiver radiated downwards and across the length of my rigid spike making me gasp in excitement and leaving me lightheaded as I tried to control my lustful urge of pulling down my shorts and forcing myself on the girl. She placed her forehead up against mine while the two of us tried to get things back under control.
This entire incident from the time Joey stepped into his shower until now seemed to have taken at least thirty minutes, but I knew it had only been about five minutes at the most. Just then we heard the shower turning off, which I thought was rather quick thinking there was no way the younger boy would have had time to shampoo, soap up, and take care of a typical boy’s urgent needs. It made me wonder if he still didn’t jack off yet; despite, what he had experienced the last couple of days. I would have to try getting it out of him somehow; I chuckled to myself as I focused back on his sister who was currently occupying my other naughty thoughts.
The girl also seemed to notice the shower having been turned off as she closed her eyes and slowly shook her head back and forth. Her soft hair brushed along my face and neck and her sweet flowery perfume tickled my nose making me lightheaded again.
“Latham,” she whispered exhaling softly with me sighing as well because I didn’t want our connection to end, but sadly, knew it wasn’t meant to be. “I…I’m sorry,” she offered up with me nodding my head understanding. “If you only were a little older,” she explained with me nodding again unable to contain my boyish grin though because I just realized I had finger fucked a girl, my first, and it was incredible.
I never new a girl’s snatch could feel so damn warm, wet, and kind of velvety like that making me wonder what it would be like to have intercourse for real with a girl. She must have noticed my sheepish grin because she clucked her tongue at me a bit admonishingly.
“Damn, for real Latham,” she began while I furled my eyebrows wondering what was wrong. “That was a bit naughty of you.” She exhaled softly lifting herself off of me, her eyes gazing down and staring at the obvious thick outline of my erection pressing against the fabric of my blue plaid colored shorts.
My face got flush, the heat making me sweat, and it was embarrassing how damn exposed I was at the moment. All I could do was cover up the humiliation of endowment with Jewels shaking her head. She looked up into my eyes noticing not only my embarrassment, but also my bewildered confusion.
“It…it’s just…,” she winced now getting embarrassed as well. “Damn Latham, it’s just no boy’s ever…you know…,” she gestured towards my offending hand making me realize no one’s ever touched her down there.
The realization puzzled me though because my finger had slipped right inside of her with such ease and glancing down at my hand I didn’t notice any blood. I thought virgins were supposed to be tight down there and bleed when something like this happened to them. To my surprise, that sort of thinking must have been a myth, or at least not totally correct. Then another thought occurred to me. Just because no one else has touched her down there didn’t mean maybe she didn’t do the girly version of masturbating and getting off. That sort of thing never really entered my thoughts before until just now making me wonder how that sort of thing worked for girls. Naturally, I’ve heard about dildos and vibrators and stuff, but for the first time I wondered what an orgasm felt like for girls.
She was straightening herself out now, smoothing out her dress as she glanced towards me. “Listen Latham…I…uh…I hope we can keep this just between the two of us…you know. I mean, there’s enough rumors going on around me as it is.” She smiled knowingly while I gazed at my right hand and dumbly nodded my head.
“I…I’m not like that Jewels.” I tried to assure her with the girl nodding and looking at me closely because she could sense my disappointment in the way things ended.
Exhaling softly she leaned back over and placed her soft hand against my cheek making me smile because even that small gesture and touch made my body tingle all over. “Latham I really like you and think you are really sweet. If you were a little older I think we could make a go of it, but I just can’t. I mean, it would be like going out with my little brother…you know. I just can’t think of you that way…you know…all sexual like because it would mean I have to think of Joey that way too, and well, I just can’t. I still think of him like that little five year old boy from when our parents got together.” She sighed shaking her head while I nodded numbly feeling it such a dumb thing to think.
Still, it is one thing for an older boy to date a younger girl, but to have an older girl dating a younger boy who is in Junior High is just not done. It seemed strange and so unfair I suppose. I mean after all you see boys who are seniors in High School dating girls who are only freshman and sophomores without it being such an issue. I hated these kinds of double standards, but I really couldn’t do anything about it since it was Jewels’ decision.
“Some day you will understand Latham.” She promised leaning in and giving me a soft kiss on the cheek before standing back up and glancing towards the hallway.
“Anyway, Joey should be out in a minute, but I have to get going. I’m sure my friends are waiting downstairs already for me. It’s been nice chatting with you Latham.” She smiled sweetly at me picking up a shawl and draping it over her arm.
She paused at the door and looked over her shoulders at me. “I’m glad he found a friend like you. He really likes both you and Marty. I’ve never seen him so happy in a long time. I mean, he’s always happy and all, never letting things get to him, but it is important…you know…to have friends. Thanks for that Latham.” She told me sincerely gazing at me while I sat there silently with slumped shoulders feeling a bit sorry for the possibilities of what could have been.
It was another reminder of a lost opportunity just like last week with Luke, but at least this time it wasn’t because of my hesitancy or uncertainties. “Latham?” I heard her soft voice bringing me out of my stupor.
“Yeah?” I managed to get out.
“I’ll never forget tonight. I did enjoy it and this was special for me despite how it may have ended. Don’t ever think it wasn’t and I will treasure the moment and I hope you do too.” She whispered softly before turning and shutting the door behind her leaving a light flowery fragrance from her perfume lingering in the air to tickle my nose.
Her parting words echoed inside of my thoughts and I began to realize she was correct because this had been something special. My eyes shifted down to my hands that were in my lap covering up the swollen lump in front of my plaid shorts. It was slowly deflating as I lifted my right hand taking a closer look at my middle finger. Hesitantly, I brought it up to my nose pausing for a moment before inhaling deeply expecting a fishy sort of scent.
The other guys always talk about how a girl’s snatch had an odor like fish, but to my surprise my finger didn’t smell that way at all. If anything it sort of smelled like her flowery perfume, maybe sort of like strawberries actually. Without hesitation I stuck it inside my mouth, the lingering taste of her holy grotto exploding along my pallet making me quiver and almost blow my nut with my penis immediately bloating up inside my shorts again.
A slow smile spread over my features with the realization that I had just gotten my first real feel and taste of a girl in a sexual way. It had happened in an unusual way, and not with the girl I had always thought it would happen with, but thinking on it I was pleased it had happened with a girl like Jewels. The teen may be a bit of a tease, but she really did have a lot of class, not to mention sexy as all fuck. Sighing, I stood up and reaching down beneath my shorts adjusted my hard erection, which felt a bit damp with pre-cum making me smile again and shake my head.
Chuckling I couldn’t believe all the action I’ve been getting lately. This whole damn puberty thing was too fucking confusing, while at the same time absolutely fucking fantastic. I mean one minute I’m lusting after girls, then the next moment boys, and then right back to girls, but always it left me breathless experiencing something wonderful. I was being bounced all over the place emotionally and began to feel like one of those steel ball bearings in a pinball machine with the paddles slapping against me sending me in various directions.
“Damn hormones and puberty,” I mumbled to myself feeling my erection rapidly deflating now, but leaving behind the familiar dull ache of blue balls in its wake.
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End of Chapter Fourteen: Jewels
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EXCERPT FROM WHAT’S NORMAL
“Marty, you’ve always been normal…don’t ever think otherwise.” I whispered softly with the two of us snuggling up together and falling silent.
Before long I heard the steady rhythmic breathing of the smaller boy as he faded off to sleep. “Don’t ever forget you are a normal boy Marty.” I whispered softly in his ear to emphasize my point before closing my eyes and drifting off as well with the thought of how this had been another wonderful day.
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JEWELS
It was Friday and the school day couldn’t go fast enough. The only drawback was that we didn’t have PE classes on Friday, which meant I wouldn’t get to see Joey naked; a big bummer in my opinion. I only hoped that between now and Monday he wouldn’t have second thoughts about showering with the rest of us and once more becoming shy about it. Both Marty and I sat with him again at lunch time and even though the younger boy shot me some shy looks, still a bit embarrassed by me jacking him off in the locker room and almost getting caught, he soon seemed to get over it and relaxed after a couple of minutes. Before long he had me busting up in stitches and Marty grinning from ear to ear with me wondering how come he never did that with others. It was obvious he had a great sense of humor and seemed to relax and open up once he became comfortable around others, yet he always seemed to be shy and head off by himself. I wanted to ask him about it, but didn’t want to spoil the fun we were having so shrugged it off.
Since Fridays were early out for our school several of the extra curricular activities took place during that hour with many students sticking around. For me this meant Choir practice and Marty joined me sitting off to the side quietly and listening to us. I could tell he really enjoyed it and when we began to rehearse the song “In the arms of an Angel,” he perked right up listening to it intently. For some reason the song always managed to strike a chord with him and had some sort of meaning for him. He mentioned it might have been a song his mother had sang to him, but he wasn’t sure. I could tell the boy enjoyed it and he seemed a bit bummed out after rehearsals were done. As for me I was bummed out too because it meant Joey was going home. We never were able to chat too much in choir class because he was placed in a different section of our line-up, but since I was one row behind him I could still see him from my position catching glimpses of his cute face from the side as he sang. He always had such a relaxed look as if he immersed himself into the music. It was cute watching him while he sang.
From Choir rehearsal I headed down to the sports ground for track and field practice. Today, I’d be taking our cross country trek which always made me feel good afterwards. At first it usually started out a bit forceful with the run feeling as if I had to push through, but after a bit I always loosened up and allowed my legs to pick up their stride eating up ground in a more effortlessly gate. My mind always cleared up and I could relax letting my troubles fly away. It was a strange kind of feeling when I ran the long course, and one that I began to enjoy more often these days.
After practice I made my way into the sports building to shower off and began to look around at some of my fellow classmates. Most had really great physiques as my eyes casually looked them over. I was discreet about it; especially, when my green eyes dipped down to one boy or another’s private area. Of course they all came in varying shapes and sizes and I began to feel myself being drawn to some boys while not so much to others. I started to realize I wouldn’t mind messing around with some of them in a more intimate kind of way. My attraction wasn’t necessarily what they were packing between their legs or how they looked, but rather how I felt about them in regards to who they were as a person. Of course looks did factor into this in some regards, but mostly my attraction towards one boy or another had more to do with their personalities.
These feelings made me take pause again. In the past it was only girls who I was looking at so intently, but now I found myself looking at boys the same way. It was really kind of disconcerting because just earlier this morning I was jonesin on a group of chicks who had walked by my locker. They were older girls, in High School, and I could smell their sweet scent of makeup and perfume when they had casually walked by me. High School girls had for the most part matured already with all the curves and softness in the right places. As they casually walked by one of them actually smiled at me and waved making me weak in the knees.
“Hi Latham,” her sweet voice had drifted towards me casually while I stumbled with a greeting of my own all tongue tied because she actually knew my name for some reason.
Her name was Julie, or Jewels, as she was called by her friends, and she sure sparkled like gemstones. She was only a freshman in High School, but drop-dead gorgeous, which made all the boys drool including Seniors who I knew were constantly chasing after the teen to get down her skirt. As with most schools there were always rumors, but oddly enough nothing really bad about her. I know some of the older boys were always trying to make claims about their conquest over her, but somehow those never seemed to stick. She was a bit of a tease; everyone knew it since she loved to flirt with the boys, but it never came across in a slutty kind of way. At least not in public at school; although, there have been some rumors about the way she teased boys in private.
It was almost a curse with how our school was set up because both Junior High and High School was all in one large building. We were separated with classes in different parts of the building, but there was always that bit of overlap, and seeing a bunch of girls who were for all practical purposes too old for us Junior High kids, so of course out of bounds, made it difficult for boys who were, well, pretty much in ‘heat’ all the time.
The brief encounter with Jewels had made my heart skip a beat, and of course my proud little soldier had literally jumped to attention when she had said hello to me. I had seen her eyes briefly drifting downwards making me blush because she had to have seen my bulge which was literally bloated in my pants. To my relief though she hadn’t made an issue of it and simply moved on with the rest of her little tight knit group of girls. Jewels was part of the in crowd and way out of my league, but a guy could still dream.
The encounter earlier in the day now began to trouble me because here I was showering with a bunch of naked boys checking them out just like I had done the girls earlier. I began to feel myself chubbing up so had to turn towards the wall and think about something else. Naturally, Joey immediately came to mind, which I firmly shoved out of my thoughts because that would only make things worse. It took some effort, but I finally managed to calm down enough so I beat a hasty retreat grabbing my towel and wrapping it around my waist until I got to my locker. There were other boys all around me in various stages of dress, but by this time I had managed to gain control again so got dried off and dressed before meeting Marty outside and heading home.
Of course once I got home I went straight to my room, closed the door, and busted my nut in a hurry since my balls were aching with all the eye candy I had taken in today. Pops had said things would get easier, but it sure didn’t seem like it to me. If anything I was really beginning to have issues with constantly being turned on by someone every time I turned around. Before there was always that sort of sexual tension once puberty kicked in, but now that I’ve actually become actively engaged in that sort of way with others it had become even more intense for me. It was as if I was constantly jonesin for action, no matter where it came from. My thoughts were constantly on touching others in a sexual way, yearning to run my hands along smooth sensuous flesh.
Things only seemed to get better once I managed to bust my nut with the tension flowing out in my orgasmic release. If this kept up I’d need to jack off at least ten times a day instead of the usual four or five I’ve become accustomed to. I don’t know where all of this was coming from all of a sudden, but it was as if puberty was rearing its ugly head in a very potent kind of way for me. I only hoped Pop’s was right and these overpowering urges would start to decrease in intensity or that somehow I would be able to adapt and bring things under control.
“Puberty,” I sighed to myself cleaning up the mess I had created before getting on skype to chat with Luke and after that hopping in the shower to get cleaned up real quick.
After Pop’s got home Marty began to get excited about going out to the movies since it would be his first time. He dragged me into his room asking me what he should wear, which made me smile because it took only two weeks to seemingly convert the long haired boy into a typical teenager concerned about his looks. He quickly tried on a couple of outfits with my eyes taking in his near naked state. With his white briefs covering up his butt cheeks I began to appreciate the firm roundness of them tucked away beneath the fabric. I knew there was the abusive scarring just beneath the fabric, but with them covered up it immediately became obvious he had a cute ass. The wounds on the back of his thighs were quickly healing, but like so many other white streaks the evidence would always remain visible even after they faded slightly over time. Still, if a guy looked past those things he could appreciate the sleekness of the boy’s limbs.
The smaller boy no longer had that very pallid sickly look about him with his skin having pinked up with a healthy appearance. Even though Marty ate like a horse he really hadn’t gained that much weight remaining kind of petite, but in a much more healthy kind of way. He was more active now so maybe that had more to do with it as well and I could tell he’d always have that thin wiry kind of physique. He really was very beautiful and I couldn’t help but stare when he slipped off the underwear he had been wearing and opened up his dresser drawer for a fresh pair leaving his thin flaccid tube poking slightly outwards from his blank pubic mound. His small boy purse remained tucked up against his body forming a nice rounded tight ball which wrapped around his two cherry sized nuggets in a protective elastic sheath.
Marty noticed me staring and gazed back into my eyes making me blush. “What?” I asked seeing his grin open up even further. “I can’t help it I like watching you get naked.” I admitted with the boy still smiling and rolling his eyes signing to me.
“Yeah, I noticed.” He grinned sheepishly while I busted a gut because he gave me the same reply I had given to him not too long ago when he admitted how he liked seeing me naked too.
Picking up his jeans and red colored long sleeved polo style shirt we had agreed upon for his outing, the boy made his way towards the bathroom for a shower making me smile knowing exactly what he would be doing in there as well. As a matter of fact I could already see his small tube begin to elongate in anticipation of some hand action. At first he had frowned when I suggested pants and a long sleeved shirt, but once I told him the theater had air conditioning and that it would probably be cooler inside he immediately seemed to agree with me how a long sleeved shirt was a good idea.
Heading into my own room I got changed to get ready for my study session with Joey tonight. Oddly enough, I felt myself getting a bit excited as well, wanting to look good for the other boy. Strange how it felt kind of like it was when I went out with Sienna. She had been a bit upset about not being able to meet up tonight, but I reminded her we would be going to Billy’s party together on Saturday which seemed to appease her.
Looking through my clothes I decided to be a bit on the casual side with just a splash of style. I was familiar with Joey’s apartment complex and knew the units had air conditioning, but wasn’t certain if they had been turned on yet so couldn’t be sure about the temperature inside his apartment. With this in mind I went for that sort of preppy school boy look by slipping on a pair of blue checked plaid shorts, a blue button up shirt with a brown colored v-neck sleeveless cardigan sweater vest over the shirt, brown matching socks, and my tan colored canvas Faughn Polo sneakers with the typical logo on the outer side. In some ways it was kind of dressed up, but also on the casual side as I ran a comb through my hair opting for a more clean look by combing it with a part on my left side and sweeping it towards my right off of my brow.
“Wow, do you boys clean up or what?” Pop’s teased sizing us up when we trundled downstairs ready to head out. “You’d think you boys were heading off to a party or something with a date.” He added smiling pleasantly making me blush at the innuendo.
Even though I didn’t think he meant anything by it, I didn’t want to take the chance so made a lame excuse for me getting dressed up. “Well Marty got all excited about his first trip to the movies so wanted to get dressed up, and after seeing what he was going to wear I couldn’t be outdone.” I chuckled teasingly. “You know how it is…I couldn’t let him beat me out in the style department.” I continued with Marty grinning and giving me a playful shove as he signed.
“Well I can’t help it if I look cute. It just comes naturally.” He taunted making me roll my eyes.
“See what I have to put up with Pop’s. He used to be such a sweet shy kind of guy and now look at him.” I chuckled waving towards Marty which made my grandfather smile and shake his head.
“Boys,” he chuckled motioning for us to get going.
“Oh, that reminds me PopPop.” I began since he had mentioned going to a party. “It’s Billy’s birthday tomorrow and he’s having a party at his place tomorrow night. He invited Marty too so I was wondering if it would be alright.” I added seeing the smaller boy get excited and signing as well saying he’d love to go.
“Sure I don’t see why not.” Pop’s stated smiling at Marty’s enthusiasm and happy the boy was finally acting like a typical teen. “I suppose we should go to the mall tomorrow and pick out a gift.” He suggested which didn’t get any protest from me since Billy was a decent enough friend so I figured it a good idea to get him something for his birthday.
Twenty minutes later I was making my way up the elevator towards the fifth floor of the apartment complex where Joey lived with my book bag draped over my shoulder. Checking the apartment number I made my way down the hallway and stopped at the end by his door. There was a note just above the doorbell asking not to ring it and to knock on the door softly making me wonder what that was all about. Shrugging my shoulders I did as instructed rapping my knuckles softly against the wooden panel. I waited for a minute and when no one answered I tried again, still trying to be quiet about it. This time the door swung open and my jaw dropped in surprise.
“I…I…um…oh…I must have the wrong apartment.” I stuttered softly still mindful of the sign saying to keep it quiet and gawking for a moment before taking another look at the piece of paper with Joey’s building and apartment number written on it.
There was a soft giggle and all I could do was stand there and gape at the beautiful girl standing in front of me. I recognized her from school. All her curves were in the right place with her very short royal blue colored sleeveless dress managing to emphasize every part of her to perfection. The upper part of her dress left the teen’s shoulders and arms completely bare, appearing almost like a tank top I would wear, but with light blue colored trim along her neckline, over her shoulders, and around to the back.
There were three of the same light sky blue colored horizontal bands which added to the way the dress popped on her features. One was up along her upper waistline, one a little further down, which went right across the upper part of her nice round butt cheeks, and a final one just below her fleshy orbs emphasizing the cuteness of her apples. The light blue stripes created a bit of contrast to her otherwise completely royal blue colored dress along with a bit of emphasis on her curves.
To say it was a dress might be a bit kind because they really didn’t come down that far, ending right along her upper thighs making me wonder how she managed when she sat down. On her feet she was wearing a pair of black leather booties with heals making her a tad taller than usual.
The teen had a beautiful flawless face with lively sky blue gray colored eyes and long brown wavy hair, which she was currently twirling around playfully with her fingers. My eyes were immediately drawn towards her nice perky breasts, which I thought were perfect on a girl her age. Many of my friends always bragged about big boobs, but I kind of liked girls who weren’t too busty up front. The pair that I was looking at still weren’t fully developed, just starting to mature, but well on their way. Despite her beauty, many of my friends made comments regarding her flat chest and how it was her only flaw, but I never did, thinking they were just about right for her build and age. She would never be really busty, but I knew they’d be just perfect once she had developed completely.
“Hey Latham, come on in,” her sweet voice floated over towards me. “Joey just now finished up with his chores and stepped into the bathroom to get cleaned up. He hasn’t taken a shower yet, but never takes long and since he’s expecting you he’ll be pretty quick I suspect.” Mom’s still asleep so we need to keep it quiet for a while longer before she has to get up and go to work.” Jewels added, stepping aside and letting me in while I nodded my head dumbly not understanding why she was here.
Noticing other shoes lined up by the entryway, I slipped mine off as well figuring like by us they took their shoes off when they came inside. “I…I didn’t know Joey even had a sister.” I added still a bit stunned that the boy had a sister who was one of the most popular girls in school, but still unsure because she had a different last name.
The beautiful girl smiled waving me inside and towards the sofa where I took a seat and set my bag down next to my feet. She offered me something to drink, but I waived it off so the teen elegantly took a seat in the chair across from me. I noticed how she vigilantly kept her knees closed and angled them slightly off to the side careful about her dress and running her graceful hands over it to smooth out the fabric into place. I trembled because they barely concealed her intimate girly parts and I could feel my own penis lurch expectantly. The damn thing simply refused to behave lately and if I wasn’t careful I’d have to find an outlet here real soon and my first thought on how to accomplish this immediately shifted towards the girl’s organic opening, which I knew was hidden just beneath the dress making me shiver at such naughty thoughts.
“S…so you live here?” I asked dumbly trying not to think about sex and still a bit confused about the situation.
“Yeah, Joey’s my stepbrother, but he’s so sweet and I love him to death.” She explained while I digested this bit of information trying to figure out the dynamics of Joey’s family.
She seemed to notice and spread apart her hands gesturing slightly. “It’s kind of complicated, but the short version is Joey’s mom married my dad. My real mom’s been out of the picture for a while. She’s…um…well…she has issues…you know alcohol and drugs.” Jewels sighed glancing away a bit embarrassed she had even admitted something like that to me, but she sort of had committed herself now so tried to finish with the explanation. “Anyway, that was like a long time ago. I must have been like seven when my dad married Joey’s mom and he was like five. It was real nice until my dad did something stupid.” She winced shaking her head while I sat there staring at her noticing how every once in a while her legs would spread apart slightly threatening to reveal the mysteries of her most intimate erogenous zones.
“He’s in prison.” She simply let it out catching me by surprise.
“I…um…oh,” I managed to get out.
She must have seen my worried look and held up her hand. “It’s not what you think. He didn’t kill anyone or anything like that; he just got caught up in a white collar scheme a couple of years ago. Anyway, since my real mom had duel custody over me I ended up having to live with her. It was awful because she never even knew I was really around. Her place was filthy and there was never any food in the house. She had duel custody, but I never once had stayed with her until this happened with my dad. One night I couldn’t take it and I called up Joey’s mom begging her to come and get me. She didn’t even hesitate and picked me up. She’s more my mom than mine ever was to me. My real mom is so out of it that she didn’t even know I was gone and never came looking for me.” She finished up with the short version which I figured there was more to it than this, but didn’t want to pry with both of us falling silent for several long moments.
“Anyway,” enough of that, she smiled sweetly at me making my heart pound noisily in my chest because she was, simply put, drop-dead gorgeous. “I saw those pictures and video you shot of Joey the other day. It was simply too cute and all.” She giggled softly making me smile and nod my head. “I’ve been begging mom to send those to me because it’s just too adorably sweet. I keep telling her she should submit it to like that show…you know ‘Television’s Funniest Videos’ or some such thing.” She laughed softly making my eyes bug out and my face flush while I shook my head really concerned now about the pictures and video.
“N…no…you can’t do that…please don’t Jewels.” I spoke up realizing I was getting a bit loud so lowered my voice. “D…don’t even ask your mom to give them to you.” I pleaded with her freshly plucked brown eyebrows arching upwards questioningly.
“I…it’s just you can’t do that to him. I…I promised.” I stuttered not making any sense whatsoever to Jewels. “Um…it’s just if this gets out he’ll be embarrassed about it. I like Joey, he’s really a nice guy…you know…once you get to know him. He’s quiet, but when you get past it he’s really funny and a character to boot. I mean hell, he even laughed at the whole incident of the chalk dumping on top of his head, but that’s only because no one else was around.” I tried to explain pausing for a moment.
“Even Marty likes him, hell, most everyone likes him in our class, but he’s always so damn timid and quiet.” I exhaled softly shaking my head noticing Jewels listening to me intently with a sad look on her features nodding her head as if to confirm what I’ve been saying all along.
“Once you really get to know him though he just opens up and is a lot of fun to hang around with because he is constantly joking and carrying on. I just wish he’d be more like that around everyone else, but he’s shy and there is no getting around it. He’s getting better though…not as shy anymore, and like I said most of the guys do like him. If people see the video…,” I paused glancing towards Jewels to make sure she didn’t think I was just rambling or something, but her beautiful eyes gazed back at me without shying away so I started up again. “Jewels, even though the guys in school like him they’ll still probably tease him about it. You know how it is, and it’ll only make things worse for Joey. Lately, he’s come a long way and I’d hate to lose him as a friend because of me taking those videos and pictures of him.” I tried to explain really worried about how this would make him withdraw back into his own shell.
The room fell into a sort of awkward silence until I heard the shower starting up somewhere around the corner in the hallway behind one of the three closed doors. Joey must have just hopped into the shower and I couldn’t help myself as I recalled the image of him standing next to me when he had finally overcome his fear of bathing in front of the guys. It made me smile because he had been so cute standing there all nervous about it. I could still see the profile view from the side of his small flaccid penis and fleshy ball sack as he stood in front of the wall with his back turned to everyone and his face flushing a tad embarrassed. After the initial sort of bantering about, with Billy ending up taking the brunt of the teasing when the tables were turned on him, Joey had begun to relax and even managed to turn around facing the other guys for the very first time. I understood just how difficult it had been for him to do it so knew just how gutsy the kid truly was deep down.
“Joey was right, you really are different.” I heard Jewels speak up making me squint at her questioningly. “I thought you only wanted to come over to improve your grade in Social Studies. A lot of kids always try to take advantage of him that way.” She explained catching me by surprise.
“What…n-no, of course not. Hell, Social Studies class is easy. I’m getting an ‘A’ in that class so far. Now my Geometry and Algebra class is a bit different. At the moment I’m getting a ‘B’, but that is only because at the beginning of the year I could barely understand a word Mrs. Tanaka was saying.” I chuckled shaking my head.
“Yeah, I know exactly what you mean. I had her too and her accent is so thick it took a while to catch on. I hated that about her class. I mean she’s a great teacher, but at first it was like what the ‘F’ are you saying.” Jewels giggle holding her cute hand over her mouth to stifle the noise and forgetting about her legs as they spread open with my eyes literally bugging out of my head.
To my surprise she wasn’t wearing any panties and when her legs opened up I had an unobstructed view of all her glorious girly parts. It’s the first time I’ve ever seen girly bits for real. I’ve never even seen a girl’s breasts before and could only dream about those sorts of things since Sienna never put out in any way. Of course I’ve seen the ‘PG’ versions in school with their cartoon like diagrams and all. Then there were some of the typical pictures and stuff on the internet, but this was completely different. Seeing it for real was somehow more authentic, intense, and intimate forcing my mouth to dry up and making it difficult to swallow down the lump that had formed in my throat. In a word her girly slit was spectacular, not to mention sexy hot. I yearned to reach out and touch the soft warmth of its promising vertical silky fleshy like lips. Her legs were incredible with their long soft smoothness reaching all the way up as if pointing the way towards her girly nirvana components.
What surprised me though is how everything looked clean down there between her legs. I thought at her age girls were already pretty hairy all over down there, but not Jewels. At first I thought she was hairless, but then I noticed her orderly placed soft curly brown tufts all nice and clean just like her plucked eyebrows making me realize she wasn’t bare at all. It took me a moment to understand, but then it dawned on me how she must have waxed and trimmed her girly pubes taking painstaking care just like she did with her hair, eyebrows, or anything else about her features.
I’ve heard of women grooming themselves down there, but Jewels was only fourteen or fifteen years old so I thought kind of young to be doing that sort of thing. Still, for some odd reason I was drawn towards her clean like look down between her legs and couldn’t take my eyes off of her girly slit. That’s where all boys’ dreams were pulled, the ultimate goal of all pubescent guys’ fantasies. It was where paradise began and ended; the epitome of our very existence.
“Anyway, I wish Joey would go out more often and just have fun with some of the other kids, but I understand how tough it is for him.” Jewels continued seemingly unaware of how she was flashing me.
Somehow I managed to tear my gaze away from nirvana, fear of getting caught compelling me to do so, as I glanced upwards. To my relief Jewels attention was elsewhere and hadn’t noticed how I was perving on her. The teen’s striking blue gray eyes shifted back towards me and I shivered both because of her beauty and also from relief because I would have been busted staring at her privates for sure. Her eyes flittered downwards for the briefest of moments, barely noticeable other than the subtle outwards flaring of them fluttering for a moment as if surprised. Even her cheeks pinked up slightly before her gaze looked back up into my eyes.
A small grin spread over her pink lips as if to indicate she had witnessed some sort of secret. It was then I realized she must have noticed the bulge in front of my shorts with me flushing completely mortified by the betrayal between my legs as I tried to find a way to hide my embarrassment without looking like a complete idiot. All I could do was lean slightly forward and slide my butt further towards the back of the couch. This allowed me to move my right hand over towards my left knee and thigh while placing my left hand over my right wrist. In effect my arms were now crossed over the front of my crotch concealing most of my shame. I knew it didn’t hide everything completely, but it was the best I could do in the situation while I waited for her taunting tease about my shame. To my surprise though it never came; instead, she simply seemed to ignore the incident and continued from where she left off.
“I mean, the guys in his class are older than him, and the kids his own age don’t want to hang out with him either because he’s different.” Jewels continued with my foggy mind finally registering what she was talking about bringing me out of my humiliating stupor.
“Well actually…um…Billy, a friend of mine invited Joey to his birthday party tomorrow. He could go to that.” I offered up with Jewels face lighting up.
“Really,” she began before scrunching up her eyebrows and pursing her lips in thought for a few seconds. “I wonder why Joey didn’t mention it.” She speculated. “Did Billy really mean it? I know him and think he’s sort of funny in a quirky kind of way. You don’t think he was teasing Joey about it…do you?” She asked, with me shaking my head the recent embarrassing moment all but forgotten and sort of flittering away for now to my great relief.
“Billy’s a lot of things, but he does like Joey and he isn’t like that where he would tease someone about something like that. He’s a prankster and, well let’s face it, a trouble maker, but not in the way that it would hurt someone unless they deserved it.” I added seeing her nod as if she already knew that about Billy.
“I was right there when he asked Joey to his party and he even made sure I was going to bring Marty with me. I’ve known Billy for a long time now and he was sincere about the invite. To be honest I think he’d be a bit disappointed if Joey and Marty didn’t show up. I’m sure a lot of people think Marty is strange too, but Billy is…well…Billy, and I know he doesn’t care what other people think.” I chuckled knowing my friend so well because I had been one of those awkward kids when I first arrived too and the boy was one of the few who had stood up and defended me back then.
“I wonder why Joey wouldn’t want to go then.” Jewels asked sincerely and when I cocked my head to the side giving her a whimsical look, she held up her hand and nodded her head. “I know…I know. Damn, for real Latham. I love Joey, and even though we aren’t brothers for real, I still think of him as my little brother. I wish people would see and know him like we do. He’s such a sweet kid you know.” She sighed sadly.
“Well, maybe if he had someone to go with it wouldn’t be so intimidating for him. I could have Pop’s swing by when Marty and I go to the party and take Joey with us.” I offered up with the teen perking up and nodding her head.
“Good idea, but don’t say anything to him about it.” She stated, and seeing my concerned look, waved it off giggling cheekily in a way only girls like her can do and make it seem so sexy hot and flirty. “Leave it to me; I’ll let him know later. If we tell him now he will only find some lame excuse. I’ll talk to mom about it and he won’t have a choice but to go since you will be picking him up.” She tittered in that cute girlish way while I watched her standing up from the chair, her every move seemingly done in a calculated graceful manner as she sashayed her way elegantly towards me.
My eyes were riveted on her, the way she moved tickling at my thoughts as if trying to remind me of something because she seemed to literally glide across the floor. Her flowery perfumed scent drifted closer to me and I could almost imagine the invisible rings swirling and eddying all around her as the edges of the fragrance reached out to tickle my nose. The teen was graceful, and I once more began to reminisce when it finally dawned on me what I was trying to recall.
Jewels reminded me a lot of those movie stars from a bygone era. Sometimes when I watched those old black and white movies it made me wonder why women in our movies these days didn’t seem to have the same kind of elegant and refined poise. Even though Joey’s sister was only fourteen or fifteen years old I could already tell she had the same kind of characteristics like those women from that bygone era. It made me sigh a bit sadly in some ways, but it didn’t mean girls in our day and age didn’t have something of their own to offer which forced us guys to take pause and notice. It was just different times I suppose, but still there was something very sexy and classy in the way women carried themselves back then.
She stopped about a foot away forcing me to crane my neck upwards while still hunched over trying to hide my raging boner, which began to squirm around inside my shorts. I could literally feel the damn thing moving around all on its own and it was downright embarrassing. It wasn’t fair how a girl could make a guy respond in such an obvious kind of way in their nether regions, and right now the way my hormones were in a constant flux these days it was all I could do to keep that damn snake of mine from ripping a hole right through my shorts.
The girl bent over slightly and smiled sweetly at me in that sort of girlish kind of tease with our eyes gazing into one another deeply. “You are really cute,” she whispered sweetly her swirling blue gray eyes almost sucking me into their crystal watery depths.
To my surprise she stepped up closer and started to straddle over my legs forcing me to lean back while I desperately tried to keep my thick erection concealed. Any thought of keeping that stout basilisk covered with my hands suddenly disappeared because she began to settle down right on top of my lap forcing me to remove my mitts off to the side along the cushions of the couch. She placed her hands on the front of my chest and shoulders for support pressing me further backwards into the cushions of the sofa. I felt her weight settling right on top of my extremely hard and sensitive boy bits making me gasp because it felt so damn good. Suddenly it dawned on me that her panty-less girly slit had settled right on top of my squirming rigid boy Choad making me gasp in surprise.
Even Jewels seemed caught off guard because I saw her eyes flare outwards in surprise momentarily as if she hadn’t realized just how hard or thick I was down there. If she hadn’t known before she sure had to know now; because, if I could sense the softness and heat from the girlish lips between her legs rubbing along my pickled shoot, she most certainly had to be able to feel the firmness of my thick elongated stalk trying to wriggle inside of her despite the barrier of my underwear and shorts.
This was incredulously sensuous and I couldn’t believe she was literally sitting on my lap like this without any panties on or anything. My mind became sluggish and I couldn’t think straight because everything about her was so damn sexy hot with time seemingly slowing and almost coming to a stand still. The rumors in school about her being a tease was undeniably spot on, but in some ways this felt a little more than a bit of teasing.
“I…I,” my voice croaked and I flinched because she shifted her hips making me wince and gasp while I desperately tried not to blow a gasket. “Oh…mmmph…oh fuck,” I gasped my breath rasping in my chest while both of my hands settled along her thighs trying to keep me connected and grounded.
She was wearing a short dress though, so my hands met the soft warm silkiness of flesh. It was a thousand years of human evolution and instinct now which seemed to take over as my hand drifted along the smoothness of her thighs before cupping the roundness of her cute little muffins. Oh damn, that was so sexy hot feeling the girls bare ass in my hands. Sienna never let me do anything like this at all. Every once in a while I would be allowed to run my hands over her rounded melons for a moment, but never skin on skin. The heat of Jewels warm soft flesh made my body quiver lustfully as we gazed into one another’s eyes.
She was so beautiful and I felt her leaning forward even further, her hands pressing against my chest and shoulders forcing me deeper into the cushions of the sofa. Her hips shifted as well with her groin grinding against my erection making me gasp in wonderment at such a wonderful sensation. I felt my right hand dipping down further between her legs from behind, my fingers running along her seam as she began to shift forwards and backwards sliding her slit along the length of my shaft making me quiver. She continued to tease me like this while my fingers persisted along that line between her pink grommet in the back and towards the pink one up front. Then I felt it, a slight yielding of soft skin as the folds of her girlish lips suddenly gave way and my right middle finger suddenly plunged into the soft fleshy silkiness of warm wetness.
Jewels suddenly squeaked in surprise her body stiffening up slightly and shivering. I felt the quivering of her body all the way down into my fingers as her insides seemed to come alive. It took a moment to realize what had just happened with me letting out a small moan matching her small sighing whimper. All on its own my middle finger began to wiggle around pumping in and out of the girl in rapid little motions. Once more the girl flinched in surprise while my eyes widened in wonderment.
This was so fucking incredible and I almost creamed my shorts, the thought making me wonder why I hadn’t yet. I was so damn sensitive in my nether region and my penis was twitching around in excitement barely able to hold of my orgasmic detonation. Never in my wildest dreams had I counted on this happening to me, not yet, not in this way. It had taken me a moment, but now full realization dawned on me that I was finger fucking one of the hottest girls in our school.
This was incredibly sexy hot, but I wanted more, I wanted to bury my staff in that wonderful warm dampness my finger was experiencing. I wanted to add her most intimate jewel to my royal scepter taking it for my very own. I was just wondering how to go about releasing my pet snake from its confinement when I felt Jewels reaching behind her to stop my finger from continuing to probe her fertile depths.
“L-Latham…I…we…we shouldn’t…I can’t.” She whimpered softly and with a gentle tug she removed my finger from inside of her leaving me a bit dazed and confused.
The sensation of the exiting probe from inside of her made her body tremble once more with her breath catching in her chest at the unexpected feeling. Her excited quiver radiated downwards and across the length of my rigid spike making me gasp in excitement and leaving me lightheaded as I tried to control my lustful urge of pulling down my shorts and forcing myself on the girl. She placed her forehead up against mine while the two of us tried to get things back under control.
This entire incident from the time Joey stepped into his shower until now seemed to have taken at least thirty minutes, but I knew it had only been about five minutes at the most. Just then we heard the shower turning off, which I thought was rather quick thinking there was no way the younger boy would have had time to shampoo, soap up, and take care of a typical boy’s urgent needs. It made me wonder if he still didn’t jack off yet; despite, what he had experienced the last couple of days. I would have to try getting it out of him somehow; I chuckled to myself as I focused back on his sister who was currently occupying my other naughty thoughts.
The girl also seemed to notice the shower having been turned off as she closed her eyes and slowly shook her head back and forth. Her soft hair brushed along my face and neck and her sweet flowery perfume tickled my nose making me lightheaded again.
“Latham,” she whispered exhaling softly with me sighing as well because I didn’t want our connection to end, but sadly, knew it wasn’t meant to be. “I…I’m sorry,” she offered up with me nodding my head understanding. “If you only were a little older,” she explained with me nodding again unable to contain my boyish grin though because I just realized I had finger fucked a girl, my first, and it was incredible.
I never new a girl’s snatch could feel so damn warm, wet, and kind of velvety like that making me wonder what it would be like to have intercourse for real with a girl. She must have noticed my sheepish grin because she clucked her tongue at me a bit admonishingly.
“Damn, for real Latham,” she began while I furled my eyebrows wondering what was wrong. “That was a bit naughty of you.” She exhaled softly lifting herself off of me, her eyes gazing down and staring at the obvious thick outline of my erection pressing against the fabric of my blue plaid colored shorts.
My face got flush, the heat making me sweat, and it was embarrassing how damn exposed I was at the moment. All I could do was cover up the humiliation of endowment with Jewels shaking her head. She looked up into my eyes noticing not only my embarrassment, but also my bewildered confusion.
“It…it’s just…,” she winced now getting embarrassed as well. “Damn Latham, it’s just no boy’s ever…you know…,” she gestured towards my offending hand making me realize no one’s ever touched her down there.
The realization puzzled me though because my finger had slipped right inside of her with such ease and glancing down at my hand I didn’t notice any blood. I thought virgins were supposed to be tight down there and bleed when something like this happened to them. To my surprise, that sort of thinking must have been a myth, or at least not totally correct. Then another thought occurred to me. Just because no one else has touched her down there didn’t mean maybe she didn’t do the girly version of masturbating and getting off. That sort of thing never really entered my thoughts before until just now making me wonder how that sort of thing worked for girls. Naturally, I’ve heard about dildos and vibrators and stuff, but for the first time I wondered what an orgasm felt like for girls.
She was straightening herself out now, smoothing out her dress as she glanced towards me. “Listen Latham…I…uh…I hope we can keep this just between the two of us…you know. I mean, there’s enough rumors going on around me as it is.” She smiled knowingly while I gazed at my right hand and dumbly nodded my head.
“I…I’m not like that Jewels.” I tried to assure her with the girl nodding and looking at me closely because she could sense my disappointment in the way things ended.
Exhaling softly she leaned back over and placed her soft hand against my cheek making me smile because even that small gesture and touch made my body tingle all over. “Latham I really like you and think you are really sweet. If you were a little older I think we could make a go of it, but I just can’t. I mean, it would be like going out with my little brother…you know. I just can’t think of you that way…you know…all sexual like because it would mean I have to think of Joey that way too, and well, I just can’t. I still think of him like that little five year old boy from when our parents got together.” She sighed shaking her head while I nodded numbly feeling it such a dumb thing to think.
Still, it is one thing for an older boy to date a younger girl, but to have an older girl dating a younger boy who is in Junior High is just not done. It seemed strange and so unfair I suppose. I mean after all you see boys who are seniors in High School dating girls who are only freshman and sophomores without it being such an issue. I hated these kinds of double standards, but I really couldn’t do anything about it since it was Jewels’ decision.
“Some day you will understand Latham.” She promised leaning in and giving me a soft kiss on the cheek before standing back up and glancing towards the hallway.
“Anyway, Joey should be out in a minute, but I have to get going. I’m sure my friends are waiting downstairs already for me. It’s been nice chatting with you Latham.” She smiled sweetly at me picking up a shawl and draping it over her arm.
She paused at the door and looked over her shoulders at me. “I’m glad he found a friend like you. He really likes both you and Marty. I’ve never seen him so happy in a long time. I mean, he’s always happy and all, never letting things get to him, but it is important…you know…to have friends. Thanks for that Latham.” She told me sincerely gazing at me while I sat there silently with slumped shoulders feeling a bit sorry for the possibilities of what could have been.
It was another reminder of a lost opportunity just like last week with Luke, but at least this time it wasn’t because of my hesitancy or uncertainties. “Latham?” I heard her soft voice bringing me out of my stupor.
“Yeah?” I managed to get out.
“I’ll never forget tonight. I did enjoy it and this was special for me despite how it may have ended. Don’t ever think it wasn’t and I will treasure the moment and I hope you do too.” She whispered softly before turning and shutting the door behind her leaving a light flowery fragrance from her perfume lingering in the air to tickle my nose.
Her parting words echoed inside of my thoughts and I began to realize she was correct because this had been something special. My eyes shifted down to my hands that were in my lap covering up the swollen lump in front of my plaid shorts. It was slowly deflating as I lifted my right hand taking a closer look at my middle finger. Hesitantly, I brought it up to my nose pausing for a moment before inhaling deeply expecting a fishy sort of scent.
The other guys always talk about how a girl’s snatch had an odor like fish, but to my surprise my finger didn’t smell that way at all. If anything it sort of smelled like her flowery perfume, maybe sort of like strawberries actually. Without hesitation I stuck it inside my mouth, the lingering taste of her holy grotto exploding along my pallet making me quiver and almost blow my nut with my penis immediately bloating up inside my shorts again.
A slow smile spread over my features with the realization that I had just gotten my first real feel and taste of a girl in a sexual way. It had happened in an unusual way, and not with the girl I had always thought it would happen with, but thinking on it I was pleased it had happened with a girl like Jewels. The teen may be a bit of a tease, but she really did have a lot of class, not to mention sexy as all fuck. Sighing, I stood up and reaching down beneath my shorts adjusted my hard erection, which felt a bit damp with pre-cum making me smile again and shake my head.
Chuckling I couldn’t believe all the action I’ve been getting lately. This whole damn puberty thing was too fucking confusing, while at the same time absolutely fucking fantastic. I mean one minute I’m lusting after girls, then the next moment boys, and then right back to girls, but always it left me breathless experiencing something wonderful. I was being bounced all over the place emotionally and began to feel like one of those steel ball bearings in a pinball machine with the paddles slapping against me sending me in various directions.
“Damn hormones and puberty,” I mumbled to myself feeling my erection rapidly deflating now, but leaving behind the familiar dull ache of blue balls in its wake.
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End of Chapter Fourteen: Jewels
Coming soon Chapter Fifteen: Social Studies Versus Biology
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