Date: Sun, 3 Mar 2013 17:40:59 -0500 (EST)
From: Michelle Aguilera <michelle.aguilera001@aol.com>
Subject: My First Love - Chapter 6 - Bisexual - Adult Youth

      Allie called Shane. He wasn't as busy as I was. He was just sitting
there watching a movie on TV that he didn't even like, and the batteries of
his remote were dead, and he was too tired to get up and change the cable
box from the front panel. He answered his phone. "Hello."

      "I've got something to tell you and you're not going to like it."

      "Someone found out?"

      "No, nobody knows yet, but this whole shit is going to blow up in our
faces when I give birth to my babies 'cause one of them is yours."

      "I don't see the problem. Arnold can pass them both as his. I can't
tell the world that baby's mine. You know that, right? No one can ever find
out that baby is mine. I'm not saying I'm just going to walk away and leave
you and Arnold to deal with this on your own. I can support the baby and be
there for him, just no one can find out I'm the biological father. I can
just be an uncle that hangs around and likes giving gifts to his nephew,
but that's all I can ever be. This is not something that's just going to
pass in a few years and then everybody's going to be happy. I will have one
foot out here and one foot in jail for the rest of my life. Everyone can
find out after I've died, but not while I'm still breathing. I hope you
understand."

      "Yeah, I understand. I can't tell you how sorry I am this happened. I
could've had fun with other guys while waiting two years to start fooling
around with you. We'd been watching each other for a long time, and there
was a lot of tension. Ever since you started working at our school we've
been exchanging lewd looks. I don't know how no one's caught on. I guess
they all thought this was a stupid student / teacher crush like the one in
the movie "Tamara". There's no use in lamenting this now. We can only look
forward."

      "I am going to figure this out. My plan is to marry you sometime
after you've become an adult, but I am going to have to raise my son or
daughter as my stepchild if that comes to fruition."

      "That's great because I'm about to turn 17, so it's not going to be
much longer."

      "How did your parents react?"

      "My mom knows, but she hasn't told my dad. She caught me throwing up
this morning like crazy and her suspicions were confirmed. She thinks both
babies are Arnold's, because you know, when a woman releases two ovules,
the same man can fertilize them both, but this time, you and Arnold...you
know. I can't deny I wish Arnold were the father of both babies, as
immature and irresponsible as he is. The question is how are we going to
explain to your 'stepson' who you really are when he notices the stunnning
resemblance between him and his stepdad."

      "My son or daughter will know the truth. That is the one person I
won't lie to. You can't lie to a child about their origin. That could make
someone lose our mind, especially when that person's stil a child."

      "Today's my birthday, and you can't get me a present. Doesn't that
suck ass?"

      "Major ass. Happy birthday, Alli. I'll talk to you later." He hung
up.


      * * * *


      We stopped having sex, even Shane and I did. We just couldn't risk
it. The master plan was laid out and this was our one and only chance to
stop breaking the law and make things right. Allison's birthday had come
and gone, she was 17, about to graduate high school, and for her everything
was going great, but for me, doing the right thing hadn't been exactly the
best decision I'd ever made. Shane didn't disconnect himself from me like
an uncaring asshole, but we weren't having sex anymore. Woe and sorrow! Now
I was just another student in his eyes. He didn't forget what had happened
between us, but now he wasn't looking at me the same. I wondered what had
happened. Had his feelings for me never been real? Was I just another...?


      He got me alone after swimming practice. "I have to talk to you."

      This time we were in an open space, where everybody could see us.

      "I wanted to tell you that I'm still in love with you, but I have to
purposely be cold without meaning to because to this day, no one's found
out about what we've been doing, so we can't start giving them hints now,
after we've managed, I don't know how, to keep it on the down low from
everyone."

      "I thought I was just another good fuck."

      He placed his index finger over my lips like I did when I started
seducing him, when we'd first met. "Don't say that. No one will ever be
just that to me. I don't know if I told you, but my first boyfriend was
like that. We'd been going together for nine months, and I thought we were
going to be together for a long time. I loved him. Then he told me he'd
enjoyed our time together, but he'd never loved me. I was just a new toy to
him, and he admitted to me how exciting it was to be the one to take my
virginity, well, my first girl took my virginity, but I was always a bottom
for him, and he admitted he'd used me, that I meant nothing to him. From
that day forward I promised not to ever do that to anyone."

      "So rather than having your revenge on your next innocent partners,
you decided to give them all of you hoping they'd...but they didn't."

      "They did, for a while, but now I realize that none of my partners
loved me like you and Allison do. As frivulous as Allison seemed to be when
I met her, and she was doing all those naughty things, she really loves
me. Otherwise she would've stopped."

      I begged him, "Please, I need you. Let's be together once more, just
this once. I need you. I need to feel close to you again."

      "OK. We're going to go to my house. You know I live alone, but my
neighbors could still be up, so we have to be careful, OK? We're going
there when it gets dark."


      * * * *


      I snuck out of my house at around midnight, when my parents were long
asleep, and Saul, my eternal accomplice, drove me to Shane's house.

      Saul said, "So what does it feel like to fuck with a grown man, huh?"

      "I'm not going to say it feels great, but if I keep going back for
more, it's because it's not terrible. Let's just say this grown man in
particular is too grown...in between his legs. That seems like a third leg,
without a foot."

      "Ow! That's why even though I am attracted to guys, I'd never be
bottom for a guy. For a woman? Yes, always, but for a man? No." He
emphasized on the last word.

      "...Even if the guy is smaller, like 4-5 inches?" I said laughing.

      "Nope."

      "So you'd never sleep with Coach Lambert."

      "Hell no! After what you just told me about him? Hell to the N-O!"

      "It's not like he'd ever seduce you anyway. He knows you're a virgin,
and he's not used to corrupting people. He's been sexually active since 14
and in 17 years, I was his only virgin, so..."

      "Yeah, I heard being the first doesn't excite him, and to be honest,
if I were his age, it's not like I'd be searching for virgins to corrupt,
but if I started something with someone, and they told me they're a virgin,
I'd be thrilled."

      "He's not like that. His very first partner used him for his
enjoyment and then dumped him, so that's why..."

      "Oh, I'd say that's a very justifiable reason for not touching
virgins, yes."


      * * * *


      We arrived at Shane's house. When Shane saw the car lights in his
driveway from the window in his room, he gasped. He was wearing nothing but
a robe. Holy shit, dude. It was like he wasn't expecting me, but deep down
in his subconscious, he was. He didn't think I could get away from my
parents. I got out of the car and Saul followed.

      He knocked on the door.

      Shane opened the door. "Hi, guys." He let us in and closed the door
behind us. "Would you like something to drink?"

      "I'd like vodka," Saul said, and I could tell in his grin he didn't
mean a word.

      "I don't drink alcohol," Shane said, "I don't want to become addicted
to anything ever again. Being an addict sucks. It's like a hole you can't
get out of, a deep dark hole. There's a lot of soda. I was expecting my
friends to come over and watch a movie with me, but Gerry's car broke down
and the couldn't make it. I bought a 24-pack of Coca Cola expecting it to
be gone tonight because Moses loves that shit, and he drinks like 4 of them
in one sitting, but they didn't come over, so you guys can have all the
soda you want. There's also ice cream if you want."

      We dove into the fridge and each one of us got one soda. Then we
removed the ice cream from the freezer and filled coffee cups with
it. Good-old chocolate. My favorite. Yes, he was expecting me. He was just
doubtful I'd come over. We watched the movie Shane had wanted to watch and
when Shane thought we were both leaving, Saul headed out the door to go
home and I just stayed in the sofa.


      He knew what was coming next.

      Saul said, "Bye, guys. Have fun," and went out the door and left me
there.

      Shane said, "I can't help but wonder why he is our biggest
cheerleader. Could he be involved in a relationship with an adult?"

      "Let's see. He smokes. He drinks. He sleeps with girls and is
bi-curious for boys. Would he do something like this? No. He only does
things that get him in trouble because he enjoys living like there's no
tomorrow, but he'd never do something that he knows will make someone else
get hurt."

      "So there is some goodness in his heart after all."

      "Yes. He's a good guy. He's just lashing out because his little
sister died, and they were too close for him to cope, so..."

      "I have to be honest. I wasn't expecting you. This is risky. Every
time you sneak out of your house, or every time you talk to me alone, I
feel like it's over, and I just..."

      Without saying a word to him, I interrupted him with a kiss. Next
thing, I took his robe off and within a few minutes, I let him plunge hard
and deep into me, and move in and out of me just as rough. The pain was
unmeasurable, just like the first time, but I was twisted, I loved it. I
kept backing out at him to meet his thrusts. I was a machine then, not a
human. Hours later, I passed out. This wasn't exactly the romantic night I
expected, but I'd gotten what I came here for. I was falling in love for
this bastard, and I had a feeling this would all backfire on me.



Michelle Aguilera
michelle.aguilera001@aol.com