She wanted her parents to know of her triumph, and she couldn't tell them.So, she lied to them. It was, as she saw it, fitting.Jarrod Morris sat in Et...an Chandler's study in a chair near his desk on a brisk autumn afternoon. Ethan was at his desk, looking pale and nervous. Morris was relaxed. The Valley Sentinel lay on the desk, folded open to the Editorial Page."It looks like I'll have to come out with O'Toole's name on Sunday," he announced soberly."Why so glum about it, Ethan?" his friend. That's enough" he kept saying in his highpitched, tremblinglittle boy voice. I told him that I wasn't even half way inyet. He said Iwas killing him, and I assured him that I was loving him.The feel of your dick stretching a young boy's assholehas got to be thesupreme pleasure in life. He is like a butterfly pinned toa board...pinnedby your throbbing prick. To know you are in some wayruining him forever,taking his virginity, using him like he is nothing but acunt...that is soawesome. Drool was. Well, that’s not entirely true. How anyone could not wonder, I don’t know. But what will happen tomorrow? A year from now? i’d very much like to know. I’m scared, you see. I put the hurt away, reach out and touch her flesh. Someone else’s playground. someone else’s joy. And what about her? How does she feel? I yank my hand away, leap from the bed, stumble towards the shower, and try not to think about sex. I try and I try and I try. – May 28 Her skin is soft as she leans against me on the. Then she started bobbing up and down on it rocking the bed and driving me to jerk and thrust.She was going wild. Looking back now I wonder if she had been doing this all night at the party but was still not satisfied. Or, was she high on something that was passed around at the party and she was just riding our her adventure. Either way she was great fun that night. She sucked away until I was close to coming then she jumped of the bed leaving me hard.Walking around the bed to her night stand.