Date: Fri, 31 Dec 2010 08:14:29 -0800 (PST)
From: Lusty <lustyville@yahoo.com>
Subject: Starving for Love-Chapter 24. Too Far, too Soon?

	As we left the restaurant, I estimated how long I would have to run
in order to burn off the calories from the cheesecake. Tom was talking
about a lacrosse match or something like that but I tuned him out and
retreated inside myself. I mentally planned a couple of workout routines
because I needed to get back on track and then I started thinking about
Charlie. Charlie was out there somewhere feeling miserable and I was
happier than I had been in a long time. It didn't seem fair.

	Tom's finger rubbed my cheek and I turned to him and
smiled. "Are you okay?" he asked.

	"Yeah, I'm fine. I was just thinking about Charlie."

	"This is going to sound horrible." He paused. "I think you
need to block him out for tonight. What happened to him sucks. But it
happened to him. You shouldn't work yourself in to a funk because of
it. Not when things are going so well."

	"Things are going well?" I asked.

	"Don't you think so?"

	His finger went down across my lips. When he was done I said,
"Maybe."

	"What do I have to do to get a yes out of you?"

	His voice excited my heart but his words excited my body. "I can
think of a few things."

	"Now we're talking! What kind of things?"

	I giggled. "This conversation suddenly feels very wrong. I feel
like I should be charging per minute and promising a happy ending. I'm
not good at sex talk."

	"You pervert. Who said anything about sex?" Tom teased. I hit
him on his arm.

	There was something building between us and I felt it. I wondered
if he could feel it too. "Maybe we should call it a night," I said.

	"Are you feeling okay?"

	"Yes."

	"Well then you still have to go back to my place and make out
with me. We already agreed on it."

	"Okay."

	I agreed and my stomach started shaking. I had been to his house
countless times before but I knew this time was going to be different. It
was written all over the way he was looking at me and the way my heart was
suddenly going crazy from nervous energy as we got closer to his house. I
knew we had agreed to the no sex part but I didn't think we would be
able to do that. Things between us seemed to be headed in one direction and
as much as I loved Tom, I didn't think he was strong enough to stop us
again My thoughts about sex with Tom distracted me from the calorie
counting and from feeling bad for Charlie and made me start fidgeting
because I couldn't calm down.

	"What are you nervous about?" Tom asked.

	"I'm not nervous."

	"Yes you are."

	He pulled in to his driveway and I felt my stomach drop. "I'm
just thinking about things."

	"Let's go inside and I'll help you clear your mind."

	Tom grabbed my hand and led me through his house and to his
bedroom. I wanted to ask him if he could sense that we were about to take
things too far and if he was sure that was what he wanted, but he kissed me
and all I could think about was taking things further.

	He closed his door and locked it then he returned to kissing me and
we walked back to his bed. He fell on top of me and our kiss broke for a
brief moment but he had his lips on mine in less than a second. He was
kissing me with an intensity that scared me yet turned me on at the same
time. Things started happening quickly after that. It was almost like I
blinked and we were both naked.

	His lips lit tiny fires down my chest. I sucked in a mouth full of
air when his tongue darted out and played with my left nipple. He kissed
his way back up my chest and up my neck and then he kissed me and
whispered, "Does it feel good?"

	"Yes," I moaned. "Too good."

	He rubbed his naked body against mine. "We should stop."

	"Why?" I asked.

	The air stood still. I think it was the gravity of what I was
implying that weighed everything down and prevented it from moving for a
moment. Tom looked in to my eyes. "What are you saying?"

	"I don't want to stop."

	I kissed him and he gave in and kissed me back, but I guess his
senses caught up with him because he broke the kiss and said, "We really
should stop. We're not ready."

	"You feel ready."

	He laughed. "So do you, but that doesn't mean we are."

	I kissed him again. "I'm ready." I wasn't sure if I was
but I knew I sure felt like I was. I felt like giving myself to him was the
reason I came back with him to his room. I had sensed it in the car and it
consumed me the second he touched my cheek. I knew where we were headed or
at least where I wanted us to be headed and I was content to let nature
take its course and connect us in a way that couldn't be undone.

	Tom's eyes locked with mine and he gave me an Eskimo kiss then
he whispered, "Are you sure?"

	"Yes." I didn't want to keep thinking about being with
him. I wanted to be with him. I wanted to know what it felt like to have
him inside me and I didn't want to wait. I pulled him in to another
kiss.

	We spent the next few minutes kissing passionately and rubbing our
bodies together. Tom started kissing my neck. I put my arms around him and
pulled him closer. He moaned near my ear then tried to push up with his
arms, but I wrapped my legs around him and came up with him.

	He giggled. "You can let me go. I'm just grabbing the
lube."

	Letting him go wasn't an option because I didn't want him to
think about what we were about to do. I wanted him to go with what he
felt. "I'm not letting go. Take me to your lube."

	He laughed harder. His body shook, causing mine to shake with
him. He stood up slowly and I held on tight. He took two steps to the right
and knelt down. My butt was on the bed, but I still had all of weight on
him. He reached in his bottom drawer and pulled out a tube of lube. That
was when everything became real. It was also when I started thinking about
my personal hygiene. Tom saw the change on my face.

	"What's wrong?"

	"Um, I don't know what I'm supposed to do about um, um, do
I need to clean out or something?"

	"Oh! That! Okay." He bit his lower lip for a second then
said, "I did it both ways with BJ. It doesn't matter to me."

	"But I don't want to disgust you."

	Tom laughed. "You could never disgust me, but if you're
worried about it, we can go the bathroom and take care of it."

	"How?"

	He kissed my nose. "You are so cute." He sat the lube on his
bed and walked me to his bathroom and when we got there, he said, "This
will be a lot easier if you let me put you down."

	"Okay." I planted my feet on the floor and gave him a quick
kiss.

	"I'll be back. I have to go to my parents' bathroom."

	While he was gone, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I
forced myself to look at my naked body. I had random marks all over my
body, but the marks on my inner thighs became my focus. I traced them as I
watched myself in the mirror. I started hearing a voice telling me I
wasn't good enough and I'd never be good enough. Then there was
another voice telling me that I wasn't ready to have sex with Tom and I
was pushing myself too fast. I put my hands on the sink and I stared in to
the mirror, challenging my demons to try and stop me. My voice in my head
was yelling at the other voices to shut up and leave me alone and then a
miracle happened. The negative voices went silent and were replaced by
voices that wanted me to be with Tom as badly as my body wanted to be with
Tom. I was smiling in the mirror as I pictured Tom on top of me and inside
of me.

	Tom returned and put his arms around me. His dick pressed against
my naked ass and I told myself if it felt that good on the outside, I was
going to love it on the inside. Our eyes locked in the mirror and Tom
asked, "Why are you smiling like that?"

	"Because lately I've been winning battles."

	"Hey, you didn't have to battle me too hard to get me to
agree to this."

	"Not with you, with myself. I'm winning battles in my mind. I
never used to win."

	He kissed my neck and let his hands slide down the front of my
body. "Well I'm glad you're winning because I love you." He
started stroking me with his left hand. "I love all of you."

	I moved his hand. "What do I need to do?"

	"I sat the stuff over there." He pointed to some items he had
placed on the floor. "Have you ever heard of an enema."

	"Please tell me that's not what I have to do. How am I
supposed to keep you in the mood if you know what I'm in here doing?"

	"Just thinking about being with you is enough to keep me in the
mood." He kissed my neck. "You may want to use water instead of that
crap that comes with it. I read somewhere that water won't irritate you
as much." He ran his hand down my arm. "Anyway, I know how you are
about things like this so I'll go to my room and wait. Don't take too
long though, it's getting late."

	Tom left and I locked the bathroom door and went to work. I quickly
read the instructions and then I did what I had to do to make myself clean
for Tom. After I was done with the actual process, I took a quick shower so
I would smell fresh and to make sure all traces of grossness were washed
away from my ass. The only part of me I didn't wash was my hair. I was a
man on a mission and that mission was to leave Tom's house as a former
virgin.

	Tom was laying on his bed with one hand holding my t-shirt to his
nose and the other slowly stroking his dick. His eyes were closed. I said,
"I'm ready."

	He sat up quickly and tossed my shirt across the room. "I, uh, I
was just um, I was"

	"Keeping yourself up?" I asked with a huge grin on my face.

	Tom blushed like I had never seen him blush before. "I um, so
you're ready?"

	I walked over to him as sexily as I could and straddled
him. "Yes, I said I'm ready."

	"Are we really going to do this?"

	I told him, "After what I just went through in the bathroom, we
sure as hell better do this."

	His hands started inching up my back and then one of his hands
grabbed a handful of my hair and pushed me towards him so we could kiss. He
broke the kiss. "I don't want to hurt you, so there's still more
we need to do before you're really ready." Tom started laying back on
the bed. Once he was down, he said, "I'm going to need you to face my
feet please." He winked at me and I turned around.

	He put his arms around my thighs and pulled my body back and then I
felt his tongue trace its way up my crack. I shivered a little from the new
sensation and then I told myself that I better do something to distract
myself. I started playing with his balls and he pressed his lips against my
ass and smiled. Feeling his lips expand against my skin was a weird
feeling. I put my right hand around his shaft and started stroking him. He
moaned and then he kissed his way from my cheek to my crack and then he
moved his hands from my thighs and placed each hand on a cheek. Then he
spread my butt a little and blew air. The air kind of tickled. He upped the
ante by pressing his tongue against my hole and pushing his way in. It was
a strange feeling but it was good.

	I finally put my lips around his head and I gave him a blowjob
while he worked on my ass. And work he did. He licked me and tongue fucked
me to the point of mental distraction. I was sucking him on autopilot
because I was experiencing a sensory overload and I found myself unable to
process every action.

	"Sam!" Tom yelled.

	That brought me back. I pulled my head up. "Huh?"

	"Pass me the lube." I glanced around the bed and spotted the
lube near his left foot. I grabbed it and gave it to him. "Thanks."

	I went back to what I was doing and soon I felt a finger sliding
inside me. It was a persistent finger too because he kept pushing and
feeling around until it hit something that sent a tingle through my soul,
then the finger retreated. I was about to come up and ask him why he
stopped, when I felt the finger slide back inside me. He took his time and
worked in two more fingers and then he developed this rhythm where his
finger kept touching that place inside me and I had to stop him.

	"I think I'm really ready now," I said. "Please."

	He took his fingers out. "Okay. How do you want to do this?"

	"I don't care how we end up, but we have to start with you on
top of me."

	"So you've thought about this?" he asked.

	I crawled off of him and lied on my back then I lifted by legs and
spread them obscenely. "Yes, I've thought about it."

	He sat up and moved between my legs. He took my legs and put them
on his shoulders then he started putting on more lube and lining
up. "Are you sure about this?" he asked.

	"Yes."

	He slowly pushed inside me. There was a combination of hurt and
burning but I enjoyed it and I secretly hoped it would last the whole
time. He looked in to my eyes and I wondered what he was thinking. "I
love you," he said.

	"You say that a lot," I told him.

	He was all the way inside me. He stopped. "Not nearly as often
as I think it." He stayed locked like that for a moment then he asked,
"Are you ready?"

	"Yes."

	He started pushing in and out of me and I reached down and started
stroking myself. The pain and the burning soon faded. We were really
getting in to it when there was a knock on his door. Tom and I froze. We
heard his mother's voice, "Tom."

	"Yes Mom."
	"I don't mean to embarrass you honey, but your father and I
are both home, so you may want to turn down that movie that you're
watching."

	"Yes Mom." I was expecting Tom to call it quits for the
night. He looked at me. "Do you want to take this to the floor?"

	"Your parents are here."

	"I'm really close, how about you?"

	"Yeah, I'm close."

	"So let's finish, but let's try to be a little
quieter."

	We moved to the floor and got in the same position and soon we were
back to that happy place that we had been in before his mother had
interrupted us. His carpet was rubbing against my back and it was getting
hotter but that just made the sex better. There was so much pleasure with
just a hint of pain to remind me that I wasn't dreaming.

	"Do you want me to cum inside you?" he asked.

      "Yes."

      Soon after that, I felt him erupt inside me. The idea that I had
brought him that much pleasure made me double my efforts on myself and
about three seconds later, I was cumming too. The first shot landed on my
chest and the second landed on my stomach.

	Tom pulled out of me and leaned down and started licking my cum off
of me. When he was done, he smiled and collapsed next to me. He turned his
head and we laid there looking at each other. "How was it?" I asked.

	"The best," he said. "How was it for you?"

	"It was pretty good until your mother knocked on the door."

	"Yeah, sorry about that."

	"It's not your fault." I paused. "Should we have used a
condom?"

	"We can use one next time."

	"We don't have to. I liked it the way it was," I told
him. "Besides, I know where you've been."

	"We better get dressed so I can get you home."

	He sat up and started reaching for his clothes. I watched him dress
but I didn't move. I stayed on the floor thinking about what we had just
shared and hoping I wouldn't have to wait too long to share it with him
again. He glanced at me. "I am not a piece of meat," he said as he
pulled up his jeans. He smiled then knelt down next to me and kissed
me. There were a lot of distinct tastes going on in his mouth but I
didn't mind. His hand stretched out on my chest and started
descending. "I don't know why my parents are home early," he
patted my stomach, "but they are, so no more fun for us." He stood
and started gathering my clothes then he dropped them in a pile next to
me. "You have five seconds to start putting on clothes or else I'm
going to dress you myself."

	"Is that a promise?" I asked.

	He shook his head then got down on the floor and started dressing
me. His hands caressed my skin as he put on my underwear and my pants. When
I sat up, I realized my ass hurt like hell. It felt like my hole was closed
tight in order to keep intruders out and there was an inkling of pain. I
grimaced. "What's wrong?" Tom asked.

	"Nothing," I said with a forced smile.

	He pushed my hair behind my ears. "That face you just made
didn't look like nothing."

	His worried face had returned. "Tom, I'm fine."

	I stood and grabbed my shirt out of his hands. I turned my back to
him. I felt his hand on my back and it hurt so I pulled away. "Your back
is all red. Why didn't you tell me I was hurting you?"

	I lied, "I didn't feel it until I sat up."

	"I'm so sorry," he said, "I wasn't thinking. I
should have put something underneath you."

	"It's okay. I'm going to be fine." I pulled my shirt
down.

	"We have to put something on it. It could get infected."

	"I'll have Charlie do it." I sighed, "Now what are we
going to tell your parents?"

	"We'll apologize for having the movie so loud."

	"Your mother will take one look at us and she'll know."

	"No she won't."

	He grabbed my hand and led me through his house. His mother and
father were sitting on the sofa watching television. His mother spotted us
and her entire face changed. "Thomas Yeager get your ass in here right
now!" His father seemed just as surprised as we were.

	Tom walked in the room, still holding my hand, but he kept me
safely behind him. "Yes Mom."

	"What is Sam doing here?"

	"I invited him over."

	"Why? Did you think the two of you could watch a porno and do
God knows what because your parents were gone?"

	"Mom I"

	"I'm not finished. I want to know what the two of you did in
your room."

	"Mom!" Tom turned to his father, "Dad, come on, this is
embarrassing."

	"Why are you turning to him? I'm the one who's talking to
you. Did you and Sam have sex?"

	"What if we did? Why are you making it in to this big deal? You
didn't embarrass me like this when you caught me with BJ!"

	"BJ didn't have the history that Sam has. Couldn't you
control your hormones enough to think about what was best for Sam? He has
enough shit to deal with without you pressuring him to have sex! How could
you do that to him?"

	"Mom it's not like that! You should know I'd never do
anything to hurt Sam! Why do you always think the worst of me? Sam wanted
this as much as I did! I didn't push him." He grabbed my arm and
pulled me forward. "Tell her Sam."

	Standing there in front of his mother and father was incredibly
uncomfortable. I hated being there. "I'm fine," I said then I
quickly stepped back behind Tom.

	Mr. Yeager put his hand on his wife's thigh and said, "Honey,
I think you should have this discussion with Tom when he gets back. I'm
sure Sam's parents are expecting him to be home soon."

	She glared at her husband then turned to us. She pointed her finger
at Tom, "You drive him straight home."

	"Yes Mom."

	I couldn't get out of his house fast enough. I beat Tom to his
car. He tried to hug me before he opened my door but I pushed him away. His
mother thought I was so pathetic that I couldn't handle having sex and
that thought was tormenting me. The negative voices were screaming mean
things, making me feel like I was screwed up and I'd never be completely
fixed. I sat in the car and put on my seatbelt. Tom got in and drove.

	The ride away from his house felt like it was years apart from the
ride to his house a couple of hours before. Tom tried to get me to talk to
him but I ignored him and stared out the window. I didn't want him to
hear the sadness in my voice.

	He parked in front of my house and I was about to open the door and
get out, but he grabbed my arm. "She's wrong," he said. "She
thinks you can't handle it, but she doesn't know you like I do. I see
you getting stronger every day. You're going to be fine. What happened
between us may have been earlier than either of us expected but I don't
regret it and I don't want you to either. You don't regret it, do
you?"

	"Of course not. I wanted it."

	"Then what's bothering you?"

	"I can't help but wonder if I'm always going to be damaged
goods."

	"What have I told you about talking like that? You're not
damaged. You're a work in progress but you're a teenager so that's
what you're supposed to be."

	"I'll see you tomorrow," I said.

	"Okay, but um, I'm fairly certain my mother is going to
ground me so I may not be able to see you for that long. Lunch may be the
only real time we have with each other tomorrow."

	My car door opened and Charlie said, "Sam you need to get out of
the car. Tom's mother just called and she said to send him home."

	Tom sighed loudly. He reached for my neck and pulled me in to a
quick kiss then he undid my seat buckle for me. "See you tomorrow." I
got out of the car. "And don't forget to have Charlie put something
on your back."

	I walked in the house with Charlie. Charlie didn't ask where we
had been or what we had been doing. He simply walked to his room and shut
the door. I knocked on his door and peeked in. "Did Tom's mother say
anything else?"

	"I don't know. Kristy talked to her. I just delivered the
message."

	"So how are you feeling?"

	"Not good. I'd kind of like to be alone."

	"Okay." The negative voices started making comments about
Charlie not wanting to hang out with me, but I knew the comments were
wrong. I just didn't know how to make them stop. "I need a favor."

	"Sure. What?"

	"I kind of need you to rub some anti-biotic on my back."

	He got off his bed and said, "Lay down and I'll be back."
I took off my shirt and lied on his bed. He returned with a can of Bactine,
"This will have to do for now." He sat on the bed. "Rug burn I
see. No need to ask what you were up to tonight." He sprayed my back and
it stung a little at first but it felt good at the same time. I thanked him
and got up with my shirt in my hand. I didn't want to intrude if he
needed space.

	I closed his door and went to my room. I felt different when I
entered the room. I wasn't a virgin anymore. I was Tom's in every
way. That quick thought echoed in my head and quelled the negative
voices. I laid on my bed with yet another mini victory under my belt and
some amazing images and sensations swirling around in my memories.


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