"Why did you pick on me in class?" I asked.She blinked and watched me but didn't respond.I sat up, considering my options. I could twist one of her ar...s. I could pull her hair more...She wiggled her hips. My erection, dwindling because what I was contemplating did nothing for me, lay along her crack. I knew she still wanted me, which was probably why she moved, but I chose to direct my attention to her cheeks instead.With one hand in the middle of her back to keep her pinned, I used my other. It was really like a mat. I remember how good he smelled – no perfume, no deodorant, just man. A scent of sex, of what I suppose must be pheromones. Meanwhile, I was also in full lust and ecstasy from the taste of him. His cock, his precum, his manly juices that had dried and remained under his foreskin. It was so exciting that I could not stop myself. Without touching myself, I shot! I know it hit his bare leg because he commented on the heat and I guess speed of the shot of my cum. But. I’ve never met anyone who is so caring and loving and generous with their heart. I feel good when I’m with you. I really truly love you.”“Aww, Bryce. You don’t know how much I wanted to hear that from you. I love you so much it hurts when we’re apart.” Isn’t that just like my farmboy? He even tops me in the sentiments department. We smile foolishly at each other and have our first official kiss as boyfriends. As we break I say, “hey, you promised to make love to me and we’re not done. I had to admit, the girls were as mature as Todd had said.Karen and Lisa were bright, intelligent, polite and drop-dead gorgeous. They each stood about 5'3", with jet black hair worn in short pixie cuts and big brown eyes. They each had firm, upthrust breasts just a little larger than their big sister's, flat tummies, scant little coverings of dark pubic hair, and firm, delicious looking bottoms. I could tell them apart because, as Karen had pointed out to me, Lisa had a tiny mole on her left.