I didnt really care it gave me time with alex. Me and alex were makingout like crazy. We ended up on the bed. Me on the bottom anf him on the top.Im g...tting horney by every movement that is going on. I can also feel his big dick on my thigh. Im lost for words at this point. I feel him going up my shirt and down my pants. I put my hand down is pants and start playing with him. I can feel him breathing harder and i can feel him getting harder. Hishands are down my pants and it feels so good. He. All characters involved, sexually, are under the age of 16 and are both male. If you're not interested then instead of reading and then negatively rating, just don't read and leave now. Thank you.This story takes place two years after the previous story. I was now 14 and Derek, almost 17. Nothing much had happened between us in that time, the odd blowjob here and there, once or twice venturing to have sex. I'd never had a proper relationship with anyone other than Derek; so I considered him a. This was her game and she was not going to lose. With laser-like accuracy, she hit three times in a row while standing at the table."Okay, your rule," he said.Nikki wanted to embarrass him. If she could do that he might just stop and then she would win by default. What would keep from going on? Her drunken mind went back to school by default. "Every time you hit, you have to tell me about one of your younger conquests. Her age, profession and her place or yours." What? You don't want to hear. Did you try your absolute best at any time during practice at all this week?”The senior defensive tackle did not answer but was suddenly interested in positioning the vents in the car’s dashboard.“See? That’s what I pointed out when he asked me the same thing. Thinking about it now, sure, we had okay practices, but no one stood out.”“Yeah, but no one fucked up all week either! Gotta take that into account when you think we didn’t practice hard this week.”“Okay, but was that because we practiced.