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WOW!  My face is red!  The first copy I posted had an entire chunk missing
when I copied it from Word to text and did the line breaks.  To those that
have already the first copy and wondered "What the fuck?" I am deeply
sorry.  I hope you enjoy this version much better!

WARNING - THIS CHAPTER AND THE ONES THAT FOLLOW MAY CONTAIN SEXUAL SCENES
THAT ARE NOT APROPRIATE FOR MINORS UNDER THE AGE OF 18.  IF YOU ARE
YOUNGER THAN 18 PLEASE STOP READING NOW!!!

FURTHER, THIS STORY CONTAINS SITUATIONS INVOLVING TEENS, FIRST TIME SEX,
ORAL SEX, ANAL SEX, AND SOME OTHER SEXUAL TOPICS THAT PEOPLE MIGHT FIND
OFFENSIVE.  IF YOU FIND THIS OFFENSIVE THAN YOU MAY WANT TO CHOOSE ANOTHER
STORY.  PLEASE NOTE THAT ALL SEX IN THIS STORY IS CONSENSUAL SEX.  I DO
NOT BELIEVE IN NON-CONSENSUAL SEX AND THEREFORE I DO NOT WRITE ABOUT IT.
FURTHER THIS STORY IS RATHER SLOW AND INVOLVES QUITE A BIT OF ROMANCE AND
CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT.  IF YOU ARE LOOKING FOR A GOOD STROKE STORY, THIS
MAY NOT BE IT, AT LEAST I HOPE THAT IS THE CASE.

Enough of the warnings.  This chapter contains mf first rom slow

This is my second series of stories so any and all CONSTRUCTIVE criticism
is appreciated.  Also any compliments are appreciated and will keep me
writing this story.  Any and all comments can be sent to
mrfreeze06@hotmail.com.


"First True Love" (mf first rom slow)

by Mr. Freeze

(1)

They always say that you never forget your first true love.  I am a firm
believer in that saying. The feeling of discovery and the awakening of new
and different feelings and sensations all combine to make it something you
will always remember.

I met my first love in my freshman year of high school.  It was 1984.  At
fourteen years old I was in the throes of puberty.  My voice constantly
cracked, I fought the daily losing battle against acne, and I had girls on
the mind twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week.  Like all freshman, I
was a little dweeb who was catapulted from being among the whales of the
school to being nothing more than plankton.    Of course my perception was
that I was going through the whole process on my own while in reality
every boy in my class was going through the exact same thing.

The girl of my dreams was my vision of beauty.  Her name was Kelli
Thomason.  From the day I first saw her in homeroom I knew that I had to
make her part of my life.  She was a five-foot nothing blonde with a thin,
curving body and an angelic face with high cheekbones, a cute button nose,
and gorgeous green eyes.  Her long blonde hair was feathered back to give
it extra body and life.

Everyone was getting settled into their seats in homeroom on our first day
of high school.  I got lucky and scored a seat next to this vision of
beauty.  I looked at her and admired how gorgeous the white shorts she was
wearing showed off her tanned athletic legs.  Then she turned to look at
me.

"Hi, " she said softly.  She smiled slightly revealing a set of braces
that actually didn't detract from her overall beauty.

"Hi, " I replied back nervously.  "My name is Marcus."

"Mine is Kelli, " she countered.  "I am new to the area.  Are you from
around here?"

I looked straight into her stunning aqua blue eyes. I thought I could lose
myself for days looking into her soul through those eyes.  I snapped back
to reality and answered her question.

"I have lived in Clearwater all my life, " I said.  "Where are you from?"

"I am from Wisconsin, " she smiled. "My dad got work down here and we had
to move."

The homeroom teacher, Mr. Farmer, started to take the attendance and
handed out our course schedules, suddenly ending our conversation.  I knew
right there and then that this was the girl I wanted to be with.  I knew
that she was the one I had to have.

After ten minutes of Mr. Farmer blathering on about some of the school
policies and the bell system we were released for our first period
classes.  I tried to talk to Kelli after he let us go but she had already
headed off to her next class.

I headed down the hall after her and I was cut off by Joey Buca.  Joey and
I were good friends in eighth grade and I even spent some time together
with him during summer break.

"Did you see that blonde that just came down the hallway, " said my
feisty, dark haired, Italian friend.

"Yes, I was going after her you idiot!" I exclaimed. "She was sitting next
to me in homeroom and I wanted to talk to her again."

"Maybe you will have her in one of your classes, " said Joey trying to be
constructive.

"Yeah, hopefully, " I said. "Let me see your schedule."

The two of us traded schedules and noted that we had English Composition
and Algebra together.  We parted ways as I headed to my first class of the
day, U.S. History, where I found that Kelli had ended up as well.

I tried to score a seat next to her again but I was to be denied.  She had
sat up front between two other girls and another boy had grabbed a seat
behind her. I decided to shoot for a seat diagonal from her and got lucky.

I took my seat and was ready to strike up another conversation when I
noticed that she was already in an active conversation with the girl next
to her and furthest from me which meant her back was to me.  I didn't
recognize the young brunette she was talking to and I figured I had very
little chance of breaking into their conversation.

The girl in front of me squashed any chance of my interrupting their
conversation when she turned around to talk to me.

"Hey Marcus!" exclaimed the girl who I recognized to be Ashley Weber.  I
had gone to school with Ashley since she moved to the area in fifth grade.
She looked quite a bit different since I had last seen her the previous
school year.  This young blonde had blossomed from a little girl into a
young woman over the span of one summer.  Her long blonde hair was in
splendorous curls instead of the flat look she had last year.  Her once
thin and curveless body was now filled out with graceful curves and a
fairly generous chest.  She was one of the "late bloomers" in our class
but it looked like she had caught up just fine.

"Hi Ashley, " I replied, my eyes round as saucers at her appearance.

"How was your summer?" asked Ashley.

"Not too bad.  Got out on the boat quite a bit with my dad and spent a
few days at the beach. I have been doing football practice for the last
few weeks. How `bout you?"

"It was pretty good.  I went to band camp for a few weeks and then I just
started cheerleading a week ago."

My jaw dropped.  If you would have bet me on the last day of school last
year that Ashley Weber would have been a cheerleader the next school year
or even at all I would have laid down all the money I had against it
happening.  This girl had done an entire one eighty since I last saw her.

"You are looking really good Ashley, " I said to her.

"Thanks Marcus, " she said blushing.  "That means a lot coming from you."

It was my turn to blush.  Obviously for some reason she put a lot of stake
in my opinion.  I didn't know why.

"Are you going to Marco's Pizza after practice?" asked Ashley.

"I didn't hear anything about it.  I guess I could go.  I would have to
call my parents to make sure it would be OK first."

"Well, I hope to see you there, " said Ashley winking at me.  She turned
around as the bell rang and the class started.

I spent the rest of the class not hearing one word that Mr. Fisher said.
I instead stared at Kelli and wondered what Ashley was up to.

The rest of the day went fairly easy.  I ended up having Ashley in two
other classes and Kelli in no other classes.  I called my Dad before
football practice to see if it was OK to go to Marco's afterwards and he
didn't have a problem with it.

Football practice was tough as always.  With the brutal Florida heat and
the fact that we were finally practicing in pads I was ready to collapse
by the end of practice. I was trying out for a lineman position so I spent
a lot of time with the tackling dummies.  I was fairly small for the
position now but my dad felt that I would grow into it well because I was
rather stocky and muscular for my small size.

After practice I walked over to Marco's with some of my teammates and some
of the cheerleaders including Ashley.  I was hoping that Kelli had become
a cheerleader and would be coming along but I was sorely disappointed.
When we got to the restaurant, Ashley made it a point to sit right next
to me.

We ordered a couple of large pizzas and some pitchers of soda.  The
group's main conversation broke into several conversations quickly.  I
found that I was now talking one on one with Ashley.

"I think it is wonderful that we are in three classes together, " said
Ashley in a voice that was almost to chipper for me to handle.

"Yeah, it should be fun, " I said just to make conversation. I didn't know
where Ashley was trying to go with me, but it was starting to become
obvious that for some reason she had a crush on me.  Ashley was always a
very nice person if not a bit shy because of her late development and her
constant teasing because of that fact.  Her attitude was much more upbeat
now and I believe it had to do with how good she really looked now.  My
hormones said yes about Ashley.  She would make a very awesome girlfriend.
My mind, however, was stuck on Kelli; a girl I met only ten hours ago and
had only spoken to once.

"Did you really mean what you said earlier about me looking really good, "
asked Ashley hesitantly.

"Yes, " I said smiling at her.  "You really changed a lot."

She beamed back at me.  "You have always been so nice to me.  Thank you."

It just hit me why Ashley liked me.  Unlike many of the other kids that
were sitting at the table right now, I never picked on her.  I even talked
to her from time to time.  I had probably been the first to notice her
change too.

"Your welcome Ashley, " I said softly.

Like any other gathering of high school freshmen, the gathering turned
into a raucous display of horsing around and everyone just having a good
time.  Ashley kept up her pressure on me and I really think she was
looking for me to ask her out which I wasn't really prepared to do until I
got to talk to Kelli again.

On my way home I thought about Kelli and her layered blonde hair and her
beautiful green eyes.  I thought about her gentle curves and her ample
chest.  I wanted her more than anything in the world and at the time it
seemed that everything in the world was going to conspire against me to
get to that goal.


(2)

The next week I spent trying to talk with Kelli as much as possible.  I
squeezed in time during homeroom and first period to get five minutes of
conversation with her here, five minutes there.  I did get a chance on one
day to have lunch with her.   We talked about her home back in Wisconsin
and how happy she was to come live in Florida even though it was so hot.
I fell in love with her the more I talked to her. I was beginning to learn
that she was not only beautiful outside but inside as well.

Ashley also did her share of pursuit that week.  Unfortunately it was
pursuing me.  She even interrupted a few conversations in first period
history class that I was having with Kelli.  If it had been anytime other
than this I would have accepted her attempts to woo me and gone out with
her in a heartbeat. I was fourteen after all and always horny. The problem
was that Kelli had put such a spell on me that no other girl would do
anymore.  I had to have Kelli.

On Friday of that week, I had thought I hit the jackpot.  I had found my
opportunity to ask Kelli out on a date and begin the process to win her
heart. Flyers started going up for a freshman orientation dance to be held
the very next week on Friday night. I figured I could ask her to the dance
and then I would have a chance to turn on the charm.  I was going to shoot
for asking her right away in homeroom that way I would get to her before
anyone had a chance to ask her.

As I walked into my homeroom my heart was beating so hard that I thought
it was going to beat out of my chest.  Kelli hadn't made it into class yet
so I had time to steel myself before asking her.

The bell rang and Kelli strode in to the room just in time.  She looked
like an angel.  She was wearing white jean shorts with a white blouse and
a short cut white jean jacket.  The white combined with the tan she was
starting to develop accentuated her stunning curves.

"You almost didn't make it in time, " I teased her as she sat down.

"Yeah got stuck in the hallway, " she said.

This was it.  I had a few seconds before Mr. Farmer would start settling
everyone down and taking attendance.  "Kelli, I was wondering if you would
like to go to the dance next Friday with me."

My heart was racing now waiting for her answer.

"I'm sorry Marcus, Greg Hansen asked me out in the hallway and I told him
I would go with him, " she said. She looked sincerely sorry to tell me no.

My heart sank.  All of a sudden I didn't feel so good.

"If you would have gotten to me before Greg, I would have said yes to you
though, " she smiled.  "Why don't you ask Ashley?  She has been telling me
how much she likes you all week."

I felt like I was going to cry right there in front of her and the entire
homeroom.  I didn't want Ashley.  I wanted her.  Now Greg Hansen was going
out with her. Greg was a very popular guy back in eighth grade and had the
potential to be big once we got further along in high school.  He was a
running back on the school football team, his parents had loads of money,
and he was very good looking.  It was a lot to compete with.

Before I could reply to her rejection, Mr. Farmer started taking the roll
call.  I fell into my own hole of despair as he read off the names in the
class.  If Kelli fell in love with Greg at this dance I may never get her,
I thought.  Now I was probably going to be stuck going to the dance with
Ashley.  She was a very nice girl and a good friend and because I wasn't
going with Kelli I would break her heart if I didn't go with her.  It was
almost like an obligation.  An obligation I really didn't want a part of
given the circumstances.

I spent the rest of the day in a daze. I avoided Ashley so that I wouldn't
have to deal with the whole issue of the dance.  I ended up running five
extra laps in football practice for all the mistakes I made because my
mind was just not into practice.  It was obvious that I was in love with
Kelli and there was nothing I could do.


The weekend turned out to be a good break for me.  My dad decided to take
out his speedboat onto the Intercoastal and he ended up taking me with for
company and to help with the lines.  The day out on the water helped me
forget about Kelli and the fact that her rejection had torn my insides to
pieces.  I started to see the logic in just asking Ashley to the dance.
She was a very nice girl and I could do a lot worse.

On Monday I went to school with the intention that I would ask Ashley to
the dance.  I hoped that I wasn't too late to ask her just like I was with
Kelli.  Then I would just look plain stupid.  My first challenge of the
day, however, was homeroom and Kelli.  Kelli smiled at me as I came into
class and sat down next to her.

"Hi Marcus, " said Kelli cheerfully like nothing had happened.

I tried to smile back as best I could.  If I ever wanted a shot at her
later I would have to pour on the charm and be her friend until things
cleared up with Greg.

"Hi Kelli, " I murmured back.

"How was your weekend?" asked Kelli.

"It wasn't to bad.  My dad took me out on the boat on Saturday and we
cruised down to Sarasota on the Intercoastal, " I replied.

"That sounds like fun.  Maybe sometime your Dad could take me out on his
boat too?"

This woman was teasing me.  It wasn't fair.  Didn't she know that she
ripped out my heart not three days earlier and now she was talking about
doing things together?

"Sure, just let me know when you want to go and I will ask my dad, " I
told her.  It was my standard response to anyone who asked for a ride on
the boat.  Plenty of my friends had asked in the past and ridden on the
boat.

"Did you ask Ashley out to the dance yet?" asked Kelli.

"Not yet, maybe next period, "I replied. "Are you sure she wants to go out
with me?"

"I am very sure.  She is my lab partner in fourth period Biology and all
she ever talks about is you."

Our conversation was interrupted by Mr. Farmer's entrance into the
classroom.  He started taking the roll.  I was amazed that he had yet to
memorize everyone's faces and still called off the roll.

Homeroom was quickly over and then it was off to first period history and
Ashley.  When I walked into the classroom Ashley was already there sitting
in her seat and looking more stunning than I had ever seen her before.

The first change I noticed was that she was wearing makeup, which I
hadn't seen her in before.  It was lightly applied and accented her face.
She must have had help from her mom because she didn't look like all of
the other girls at the school that wore makeup and put so much on to make
themselves out to look like sluts.

The second thing I noticed was that her long curly hair was cut shoulder
length giving her an older appearance and showing of the sexy curves of
her long neckline.

The third thing I noticed was her outfit.  It was almost identical to the
one that Kelli wore on Friday when she turned me down.  Instead of a white
t-shirt she wore pink instead but she still wore a pair of white jean
shorts and white cutoff jean jacket just like Kelli's.  The outfit had the
same effect on Ashley as it did on Kelli.  Her tanned skin was accented
more by the white clothing accentuating her natural curves better.  I also
noted that Ashley had more of a tone figure than Kelli.

As I approached my seat Ashley got up to meet me.

"Hi Marcus, how was your weekend?" she chirped.

"It wasn't too bad.  Went out on the boat.  How was yours?"

"Not to bad, I spent most of it practicing my cheers, " replied Ashley.

"Listen Ash, " I started. I wasn't nervous at all about asking Ashley out.
It almost seemed too easy to do. "I wanted to know if you would like to go
with me to the dance on Friday night?"

"Are you kidding?" she squealed.  "I would love to go with you to the
dance!"

She bounded over to me, wrapped her arms around me, and gave me a huge
hug.  Because of my feelings for Kelli I figured I wouldn't like the hug
but I was wrong.  Ashley was one hot girl and the feel of her next to me
set my hormones in action.  I noticed that she was wearing some floral
scented perfume, which didn't help me in the hormone department one bit.
I needed to sit down quickly as there was now a very noticeable bulge
building in my shorts.

I backed away from Ashley and sat down.  She then took her seat, turned
around, and stared at me with a huge smile on her face.

"I think my dad can take us over and I will tell him to come get you at
six.  Is that OK?" I asked.

"Sure is, " said Ashley still grinning from ear to ear.

I noticed Kelli turning to look at me.  She looked straight at me with her
beautiful green eyes and winked at me with a knowing smile.  I forced a
smile back at her and looked back at Ashley who was still smiling like a
crazed woman.

"I am going to wear a pink dress on Friday, " said Ashley out of the blue.

"That sounds fine, " I said having no clue what she was driving at.

"So you can pick out an appropriate tie and if you want to get flowers, "
added Ashley matter-of-factly. It was obvious that she knew I had no clue.

"Oh, OK.  Thanks."

Mr. Fisher came in and started class leaving me in my thoughts.  I wasn't
elated about Ashley wanting to go to the dance.  I felt more like I had
just asked her so that I didn't look stupid on Friday night.  I also
thought that I asked Ashley because I felt sorry for her.  She had such a
crush on me and asking anyone else to the dance would have devastated her.
All I knew was that I wasn't going to the dance with the girl I wanted to
go with and that made me very unhappy.


(3)

The rest of the week flew by.  My first football game of the season was on
Thursday night.  We lost to Seminole High 21 - 10.  I had to admit it was
quite nice having Ashley on the sidelines cheering me on throughout the
game.  Her cheerleading outfit showed off her gorgeous tanned and toned
legs very nicely and provided me with all the inspiration to do well in
the game.

On Friday night before heading over to Ashley's house to pick her up I had
my dad help me pick out some flowers that would be nice for her.  He
helped me pick out a modest wrist corsage made of pink carnations.  My dad
said I was going to end up being a hopeless romantic just like he was.  My
dad and I had a very tight relationship and he was never afraid to talk
about his feelings or about my problems even when it came to girls.  At
the time I thought it was nothing unusual but with time I started finding
out that my dad and I had quite a unique relationship.  We were closer
than most fathers and sons ever get during their lives.  I was very lucky
indeed.

When we got to Ashley's my dad walked with me to the door.  Because of our
unique relationship, I was not embarrassed in the least to have him come
up with me.  In fact I was quite anxious to introduce Ashley to him.  I
rang the bell once and I heard a lot of activity behind the door meaning a
second ring would not likely be required.

An older gentleman, obviously her dad, answered the door.

"Hello, I am here to pick up Ashley, " I said.  My confidence with the
girl's father was boosted by the fact that my own father was standing
behind me.

"She is almost ready.  Would you like to come in?" asked her dad.

"Sure, " I said.  "By the way, this is my dad.  He will be driving us to
and from the school."

"Mister Weber, " said my dad offering his hand to Ashley's dad.

"Nice to meet you too.  Come on in, " said Mr. Weber.

We went into the living room and all sat down.

"Ashley tells me you are on the freshman football squad?" inquired Mr.
Weber making conversation.

"Yea, I play right defensive tackle on defense and center on offense, " I
said proudly.

"You are playing Iron Man?" said Mr. Weber, his eyes wide.

"I am hoping to impress the coaches enough so that I can still make junior
varsity this season, " I said.

"That kind of determination can help you go far, " said Mr. Weber.

"But my size will probably keep me off the J.V. team, " I resigned.

"Ashley has done nothing but talk about you since the first day of school.
I honestly though Christ himself was going to come through the door
tonight to pick her up, " smiled Mr. Weber.

I blushed slightly.  "Well, I am not quite that good, " I said.

The three of us chucked for a minute.

"So what do you do Mr. Kelly?" asked Ashley's dad.

"I am an engineer with the Department of Defense.  I work out of McDill
Air Force Base.  You can call me Michael by the way."

"Well, my name is Sam," said Mr. Weber. "I am in the restaurant business."

The conversation was interrupted when Ashley entered the room.  Everyone's
eyes turned to her.  She was wearing a satiny pink floor length dress with
a slit up the side that went well up past the knees.  The dress was held
up by two small spaghetti straps and was cut real low in the back.
Ashley's shoulder length blonde curls were more pronounced than usual
giving her hair extra body.   She also wore a touch of makeup again that
gave her an extra few years of maturity.  She was absolutely striking.

"Dad, I want you to meet Ashley Weber, " I said standing and gesturing to
my dad.  "Ashley, this is my dad."

"Hello Mister Kelly, " said Ashley extending her hand demurely.

"Hello Ashley, " said my dad shaking her hand.

"I have something here for you Ashley, " I said.

She turned to look at me and a look of surprise crossed her face when she
saw the small box in my hand containing her wrist corsage.  I took the
corsage out of the box and gently placed it on her arm.  It matched her
dress perfectly.  She sniffed the corsage and smiled.

"Thank you Marcus, " she gushed.

"We should be back by ten, " said my dad.  "Is that OK with you Sam?"

"Sure thing, " replied Mr. Weber with a smile.  "Just keep these two out
of trouble."

"Well Marcus is a gentleman, " said my dad smiling.

"It wasn't him I was worried about, " chuckled Mr. Weber.

When we got to the dance my dad dropped us off up front and informed us
that he would be back at nine thirty to pick us up.  Ashley took my arm
and we made our entrance into the school gymnasium.

There weren't a lot of people at this dance. Those that were there weren't
dancing and most of the boys were in one corner shooting the bull and many
of the girls were in another corner chatting away.

I saw that Kelli wasn't among those chatting with the girls.  Her and Greg
Hansen were chatting with another couple I didn't recognize. Kelli looked
stunning as always.  It seemed to me that she did not own a stitch of
clothing that wasn't white.  She wore a knee length lace dress with short
sleeves and a low neckline showing a bit of cleavage.  Her hair was styled
up and off her shoulders accentuation her neckline. Greg on the other hand
obviously didn't have the same taste in clothing that I did.  While I came
in black dress pants, a white shirt, and a tie, he came in a simple pair
of blue khaki pants and a white dress shirt with no tie.

Kelli saw Ashley and I as well and motioned for us to join them.  I was
already sensing that this was going to be a difficult night.

"Hi Ashley, Marcus, " said Kelli smiling.  "I am glad you two came."

"It looks pretty dead, " said Ashley. "Are you guys willing to help us get
things going?"

"Sure thing!" exclaimed Kelli.  "Have you met Peter and Amy here?"

Both Ashley and I shook our heads.

"OK this is Peter and Amy, " giggled Kelli.  "This is Marcus and Ashley."

We shook hands and exchanged pleasantries.  Amy was a slightly overweight
young lady dressed in a simple blue floral patterned dress.  Peter, I
thought, might have been one of the nerds from our class. His acne covered
face and brown pants and yellow shirt made me wonder why Kelli and Greg
were even talking to them.

"Let's get the dancing going, " exclaimed Ashley as she dragged me out to
the dance floor as `Karma Chameleon' from the Culture Club started
playing.  I noticed that Kelli did the same with Greg.  Amy and Peter
stayed where they were.

I had no clue how to dance.  Now I was being forced to learn quickly so as
to not look like a fool.  I shuffled from foot to foot waving my arms back
and forth trying to look like the other three out on the floor. Eventually
others started joining us out on the dance floor. Ashley's plan to get the
party started really worked.

Ashley and I danced with Kelli and Greg through a few more fast songs.  I
couldn't keep from looking at Kelli. She was the one I really wanted to be
with that night.  I was really jealous of Greg.  So much so that I was
really starting to dislike him even though he had always been very nice to
me in the past.

`Sister Christian' came on and it was time for a slow dance.  Ashley
immediately embraced me and we were soon shuffling slowly across the floor
in each other's arms.  I noticed Greg and Kelli doing the same.  My
jealousy was getting out of control.

"What is the matter Marcus?" asked Ashley bringing my attention back to
her.  "You seem so distant tonight."

"I guess that football game yesterday is still affecting me, " I lied.

"You played very well in that game, " said Ashley smiling.  "Now I want
Marcus back."

"I was getting plowed over on every play, Ash.  I am too small for the two
positions I play."  I was actually starting to get quite worked up about
the game.

"Marcus, that game is over now, please have fun tonight, " begged Ashley.

Ashley smiled at me and it temporarily made me forget about Kelli.  It was
such a loving smile that it melted a little bit of my heart for her.

"I am sorry Ashley, " I murmured quietly.  "You are right.  I should be
having fun tonight with you."

We stopped dancing momentarily and gazed into one another's eyes.  I was
lost, transfixed by the greenness of her eyes. I realized that moment that
I hungered for her lips.  She had the same desire too because I saw her
slowly close her eyes and lean into me.

Our lips touched softly at first.  I could smell the sweet scent of
strawberries on her breath.  Her satiny lips sparked a current within my
body.  I craved her more.  I needed her more.

I pressed my lips firmly into hers and opened my mouth slightly.  I had
kissed Jo Beth Thomson last year so I knew pretty much what I was doing.
This was different though, more electric, more exciting.

"Mr. Kelly, Ms. Weber, " interrupted Mrs. Neubauer one of the Science
teachers.  "Kissing is not allowed at school dances."

Startled, we broke our lip contact and actually stepped back from one
another slightly still remaining in each other's arms. I smiled sheepishly
at Mrs. Neubauer.

"Sorry Mrs. Neubauer, " I lied.  "I guess we got carried away.  It won't
happen again."

Mrs. Neubauer grunted something and went off on her way.

I was starting to feel real good about Ashley.  Our kiss had been unlike
anything I had ever experienced with Jo Beth.   That good feeling went
away quickly though as I spied Kelli and Greg doing the same thing Ashley
and I had done.  The jealousy in my body suddenly surged back to the
surface.  Mrs. Neubauer was quick to intercept them as well and I felt a
sudden appreciation for the job that she was doing.

I noticed a nervous look on Ashley's face.  I wondered if she caught me
spying on Kelli all this time.

"Marcus?" said Ashley tentatively.

"Is something wrong Ash?" I asked suddenly concerned.

"No, I was wondering if you might want to slip behind the bleachers and
make out for a while.  I noticed that the chaperones aren't checking under
there."

I was absolutely floored by the forwardness of this girl.  She knew what
she wanted and was willing to ask for it although I could tell she had to
work herself up to ask for this favor.

"Are you sure no one is checking it out?" I asked, ever the careful
coward.

"I am sure, " said Ashley now smiling again.  "Follow me."

She grabbed my hand and led me off the dance floor.  Ashley looked around
and scanned where everyone was watching.

"Now!" she shouted softly and yanked me behind her again as we ditched
under the bleachers.

I found out that we were not the only couple that had thought of this
idea.  Peter and Amy were back there as well and from the looks of it,
despite Peter's nerdy appearance, he was quite the Romeo.  He had Amy on
the floor with one hand up her dress and over her breast. This arrangement
conveniently exposed Amy's white cotton panties quite nicely.  Peter and
Amy shot a quick glance at us and then resumed their activities.

"Marcus, " Ashley said, "I really want to thank you for asking me out for
tonight.  I really had a crush on you since the first day of school.
Actually I liked you last year but I knew I didn't have a shot then."

"I kind of guessed that you had a crush on me Ashley, " I said with a big
grin on my face.

I looked into her eyes for the second time that evening and once again
found myself hypnotized under her spell.  I honestly think that many women
underestimate the power their eyes have over men.  In my case it was my
weak spot.  Some men might be breast men or leg men.  I have always looked
to the eyes. I think that is what had me so bent out of shape about Kelli.

Our lips touched softly again at first, the strawberry smell of her breath
filling my nostrils once again.  I decided that for once I was going to
take the lead and I pushed my tongue past her lips and into her mouth.
This stoked a passionate fire within Ashley as she returned my kiss with
an energy that spoke of her feelings for me.    Unfortunately there was an
energy stirring in me as well and it was starting to press against
Ashley's tummy.

I tried to back off to avoid embarrassment but Ashley drew me into her
harder so that I was going nowhere.  We continued to hold one another and
kiss passionately for what seemed an eternity.  I was having feelings like
I had never had before.  Feelings of desire, lust, wanting.  Something was
missing though.  There was a strange emptiness that I was experiencing but
I couldn't figure out what it was.

We took a short break from our kissing and held one another tightly.  I
looked back over at Peter and Amy and was shocked to find that Amy's dress
was finally back down but her panties were around her ankles and Peter's
hand was in her crotch area under the dress.  Amy was moaning through
Peter's hand, which he had placed there to keep her quiet.

This sparked more lust within me and I started kissing Ashley's sweet and
slender neck softly.  I knew that kissing Jo Beth's neck used to drive her
crazy and I noted that it drove Ashley crazy too.  She started to moan
softly as I worked my way up and down both sides of her neck. I knew where
I wanted to go next but I wasn't sure if Ashley would let me.  I wanted to
caress her breasts.  That was were my play with Jo Beth had ended.  She
didn't want to let me touch her breasts and she accused me of being a
pervert and never spoke to me again.  Somehow I thought Ashley would be
different.  Ashley was the one who craved me more than anything in this
world.

I moved my lips back to hers and our tongues began their ardent dance once
again.  I decided to make my move. I moved my right hand from the small of
her back and up her side until it was resting over her right breast. Her
breasts were quite small yet, possibly not quite fully developed yet. They
were very firm and about the size of a crushed orange.  She made no move
to stop me so I continued by massaging the entire breast in my hand gently
eliciting a moan from her into my mouth.

I noticed another couple come in and they quickly started making out with
the rest of us.  I glanced over at Peter and Amy and was shocked to see
that Amy had Peter's dick out of his pants and she was running her hand up
and down his shaft.

I looked away quickly and resumed my kissing with Ashley at a more
feverish pace.  I wanted to touch her bare breast now and I thought that
with her spaghetti straps and large arm space that I could angle in
awkwardly from the side.  I moved my hand over the breast and to where the
dress ended by her armpit.  I moved my hand in and realized that it would
be almost impossible to get past the strapless bra she was wearing.

"Marc, " said Ashley breaking our kiss.  "I don't think that is going
to..."

Ashley stopped talking when she saw what Peter and Amy were doing.  Amy
was now on her knees in front of Peter with his dick in her mouth.   Peter
looked like he was enjoying himself to much to notice the audience.  I saw
Peter make a strange face and then he moaned loudly.  A white liquid that
I recognized at cum began escaping the corners of Amy's mouth and dribbled
down her chin.

"Oh my god, " whispered Ashley into my ear.  "Amy was just giving Peter a
blow job!"

"I think we should probably rejoin the dance Ash, " I suggested so that
the two lovebirds could clean up in privacy.

"Good idea, " said Ashley.

We slipped back into the gym casually as we had left it and rejoined the
party.  We hooked up with Kelli and Greg again over by the punchbowl.

"Where did you guys disappear to?" asked Kelli with a worried look on her
face.

"We went for a little walk, " I said to save face with Kelli more than to
protect Ashley's innocence.

"No we didn't, " said Ashley grinning from ear to ear.  "We went behind
the bleachers to make out and we find your friends Amy and Peter and Amy
is sucking on Peter's peter!"

"Ewwww!" exclaimed Kelli.  "No way!"

"Was Peter really getting blown by that chick back there?" exclaimed Greg
to me.

"Yes, " I said coldly to him.

"That is too cool, " said Greg with a bit of bravado.  I was starting to
really dislike him now.

The DJ announced the last dance so I knew the night was almost over.
Ashley and I headed out to the dance floor and embraced each other tightly
and slowly swayed to the music of `Oh Cherie' by Steve Perry.

"I had a really great time tonight, " said Ashley in my ear.

"It was really nice, " I said.  I couldn't commit to great for some
reason.

"Do you want to do something this weekend maybe?" asked Ashley.

"You have anything in mind?" I asked.

"No, maybe just spend some time at the park or something like that, "
offered Ashley.

"How about I ask my dad if he can take both of us out on the boat, " I
offered.

"Really?" she squealed.  "That would be lots of fun!"

"We will see what he says, " I said trying to get her to calm down.

After the dance was over my dad picked us up at the front door and I asked
him about the boating.  He said that sounded like fun and that he was
willing to go out on Saturday but that mom wouldn't be able to come so it
would just be us three.  Ashley was ecstatic.

We stopped at Ashley's house to drop her off and I walked her to the door.
I resisted the urge to kiss her goodnight with my dad watching and her dad
probably looking out the window as well.

"Thanks for a great evening Marcus, " said Ashley with a permanent smile
on her face.  She was glowing.

"No problem.  Hopefully we will have a nice day tomorrow out on the water
too, " I said.

"I will see you tomorrow, " she said and then she leaned over and gave me
a short but very passionate kiss.

As quickly as she kissed me she was in her door and the door closed behind
her.  I walked back to the car dreading what my father was going to say.
I wasn't worried about getting yelled at, I was worried about getting
harassed by him.

My fears were justified because he had a huge grin when I got into the
car.

"Ashley is quite an aggressive girl, " said my dad trying not to laugh.

"Let's just go home dad, " I said trying to get him to shut up.  It didn't
work.  He teased me all the way home.


(4)

The next day was an early one for me.  My dad drove me over to the boat
early so I could help with cleaning it. I was happy that it didn't require
a good barnacle scrubbing below the waterline.  For some reason my dad
insisted on leaving it in the water and cleaning it using scuba equipment
instead of pulling the boat out and cleaning it that way.  It wasn't the
largest speedboat around.

The boat itself was an inboard motor speedboat. The engines were contained
under a rear deck plate, which could be used to sun on as well.  The
passenger area had two captains' chairs with one at the controls and a
bench behind it that could fit three people easily.  Between the captains'
chairs was the entrance to the sleeping area underneath the top front
deck.  This had enough room to sleep two people and also had a small
bathroom to use while out at sea.

At about eight thirty my dad left to pick up Ashley while I finished
things up at the boat.  I had learned a great deal about the boat from my
dad over the last few years.  He even let me pilot it once and a while if
he was in an extremely good mood.

It took about a half hour for my dad to get back and when he did I was in
the bathroom cleaning.

"Marcus, where are you?" I heard my dad shout from the dock.

I came out of the bathroom and poked my head outside.  "I was cleaning the
head, dad."  My dad loved it when I used Navy terms when I was on the boat.

I caught a glimpse of Ashley and my cock almost ripped through my shorts.
This girl got more and more stunning every time I saw her.  The problem
was that in order to beat this outfit, she was going to have to be stark
naked to be anymore stunning.  Ashley was dressed in a white bikini that
left little to the imagination.  It showed off every graceful, athletic
curve in her body.  I noted that this was the bikini she probably tanned
in because I could not detect any tan lines whatsoever.  I was starting
to feel much better about being "stuck" with Ashley.

"Marcus!" she squealed when she saw me.

"Hey Ash.  How are you doing?" I said less enthusiastic than I really was.
I was trying to sound calm and cool.

"Real good now, " said Ashley.  My dad shook his head at the sappiness of
that comment.

I tried with some effort to control my raging hard on and then came out to
give her a hand getting on the boat.  When I got topside I took her hand
and helped guide her onto the boat.  She then gave me a quick hug, which
caused my problem to return again.

"Ashley, why don't you sit in this captain's chair when we set off, " I
offered pointing to the passenger captain's chair.  "You will get the best
view from here."

"Thanks, " said Ashley grinning.  "That is very nice of you."

I took off the t-shirt that I was wearing to clean and revealed my tan,
hairless, but quite muscular chest and arms.  All my working out and
playing football had paid enormous dividends in the way I looked in a
swimsuit.

"Is everything all ready Marcus?" asked my dad.

"Yes sir, we are ready to push off anytime you are."

"OK, let me hop into the driver's seat and you cast off the mooring
lines, " my dad said.

I jumped up and the side of the boat and bounded over to the pier.  My dad
fired up the boat and I started clearing the lines.  Once I had that done
I leapt from the pier back into the boat and took a seat on the back
engine deck.

My dad eased the boat out of the dock and into the waters of the
Intercoastal waterway.  This is basically a set of channel markers running
along the Gulf side of Florida that snakes it's way in between the
mainland and the barrier islands protecting the mainland from the Gulf.
Many areas of the Intercoastal are marked, as no wake zones so travel up
and down it can be tedious at times.  The area where my dad's boat was
docked was one such area.

We idled out into the channel area and made our way to the end of the no
wake zone.  The sun was shining brightly making the 90-degree day feel
even hotter but it was wonderful.  I ignored the usual sights that I
enjoyed seeing while on my dad's boat and stared at Ashley's tanned
figure.  The sun glistened off of her suntan lotion making her look
radiant.  Ashley on the other hand was busy looking at all of the pastel
colored homes and high-rise condominiums which I normally enjoyed looking
at.  She could barely take it all in.

When we hit the channel marker that ended the no-wake zone I slid down
into the back seat of the boat and my dad throttled the boat up to around
forty miles per hour.  My dad made sure to hit every wake he saw at an
angle throwing the boat out of the water momentarily.  Each jump the boat
made elicited a squeal of delight from Ashley.  I could see my dad
pointing out various things to Ashley along the shoreline as we careened
down the channel towards Saint Petersburg.   The wind and the sea air
cooled things down a bit.

I saw my dad throttle down and he pulled the boat just outside of the
channel markers.

"Marcus, can you go underneath and get one of your t-shirts for Ashley?"
asked my dad.

I complied right away going down and getting the one I wore earlier that
day.  I brought it up and handed it to Ashley.  I noticed her entire skin
was goose bumps.  I also noticed that her nipples on her breasts looked
like they were going to rip through her bikini.  I could make out the
quarter-sized rings that were her areolas.  Ashley thanked me and we were
on our way again.

When we hit Saint Petersburg my dad headed the boat south out across the
open bay to Bradenton.  The water was pure chop and the boat was flying
with every wave we hit.  It was one of the best rides I had ever had in
that boat.  Ashley was enjoying it too, yelping with every jump the boat
made.

Once on the other side of the bay my dad pulled into Sarasota Bay and cut
the engines just outside the channel.  We threw anchor on a nearby sandbar
and decided this was a good place to eat lunch.

"If you kids want to swim here this is a good place to do it, " said my
dad.  "I will get lunch ready and give you some time to eat.  That sandbar
is only about three feet deep so you should be fine if you don't like
swimming in deep water."

"Are you sure you don't need any help with lunch dad?" I asked.

"No, you have fun with Ashley, " said my dad smiling.

Ashley removed the t-shirt, again revealing her marvelous body to me.  She
then climbed on to the rear deck and down the ladder into the water.  I
followed her in shortly after and we made our way to the sandbar. We found
an area that was about just up to our necks in water and decided to swim
around there for the time being.

My dad meanwhile went down below to get lunch ready.  This was our
opportunity to make out again and we both knew it.  We were in a perfect
spot that my dad would have to look over the boat's edge to see us so we
would probably get ample warning before he would ever see us.

"Are you having fun Ashley?" I asked her trying to make some small talk.

"Yes, " said Ashley.  "This is so much fun.  I have never been out on a
boat before."

"You live in Clearwater Florida and you haven't been out on a boat
before?" I asked.

"Pretty stupid, huh?"

"No, " I replied.  "I just cannot believe it.  Anytime you want to go out
just ask and I will try to convince my dad to take us."

"Thanks, " she replied.  Her expression softened.

I looked into her eyes again.  Her eyelashes formed cute little spikes
because they were wet. I took her into my arms and gave her a soft, gentle
kiss.  Ashley responded with fire and pushed her tongue into my mouth with
passion. I met her tongue with mine and soon they were dancing together as
one.

I moved my hand off her back and over her breast.  She didn't resist so I
made the next move that had stopped me the last time. I moved my hand from
on top of her breast and down her belly.  I then slid it up and under her
bikini top and over her breast.  I was feeling the actual skin of her
breast now and still she wasn't resisting.  I felt her hard nipple and
started massaging it between my thumb and forefinger.  I moved my other
hand under her bikini and started on her other breast.

Ashley was now moaning steadily as we kissed.  I could tell that she was
thoroughly enjoying the attention that I was giving her breasts. I decided
to push on and test her limits.  I wasn't worried or nervous about trying
it like I thought I would be.

I slid my right hand from her breast and moved it down her tummy.  She
continued her passionate kissing making no move to stop where my hand was
obviously going.  I moved from her tummy down to her bikini bottoms and
slid my hand underneath them from the top.  I expected to find hair down
there but I was met with smooth skin.  She still didn't resist so I moved
down even further until I could feel the lips of her sex.  I rubbed over
them with my hand and she moaned loudly into my mouth.

As if to let me know that what I was doing was all right she moved her
hand from my back and slid it down my trunks and over my ass.  I felt a
shiver go up my spine as she started massaging my ass cheek lightly.  My
cock felt like it was going to tear through my trunks.

I pressed my finger lightly into her and a loud moan escaped from her
lips.  I was worried my dad heard her but my excitement kept me going.
Ashley moved her hand around from my ass to the front of my trunks and
dove in grabbing my penis in her hand.  I was hoping that she wouldn't be
disappointed with my size.  I was only five inches so far and I hoped that
I still had some growth to go yet.  She stroked my hardness up and down in
her hand making me exhale deeply into her mouth.

We continued manipulating each other's genitals while moaning into each
other's mouths.  Over the last two years of masturbating in my room I had
dreamt of moments like this one.  Pressure began to develop inside of me
and I knew that soon I was going to release.  I stroked her sex quicker
hoping she would return the favor to me. She did end up stroking me
quicker and soon I was shooting my seed into the sea.  I gently pushed her
hand away as I enjoyed my first girl-induced orgasm.

"Ashley do you want a ham sandwich or tuna?" called my dad returning us
back to reality.  I pulled my hands away from her quickly and stepped
back.  I looked up to the boat and noticed to me relief that my dad wasn't
looking over the side.

"Tuna will be fine thank you, " said Ashley sounding winded.

"OK, you two finish your swim and come on up and eat, " said my dad.

We swam back to the ladder and before mounting the ladder Ashley turned
and kissed me passionately.

"You are wonderful Marcus, " she breathed.

"You are pretty wonderful yourself, " I replied smiling back at her.

Ashley climbed the ladder first giving me a wonderful view of her ass. Her
suit had ridden up her crack exposing a white patch of skin on her cheeks.
When she got to the top of the ladder she stood and adjusted her suit.  I
followed up the ladder and climbed aboard the boat as well.

We enjoyed a nice lunch of sandwiches and potato salad.  For dessert my
dad brought some cookies.  Ashley then spent some time lying out on the
back deck of the boat while my dad and I cleaned up after lunch.  When we
headed back, Ashley insisted on sitting in the back because it was too
cold up front.  My dad unfortunately insisted I ride up front instead of
sitting with her in back.  My guess is he didn't trust me back there with
his back turned.  His mistrust was well placed.

When we got past Saint Petersburg again, my dad let me pilot the boat back
to the dock.  This was a great thrill for me because it gave me a chance
to show off in front of Ashley.  I was definitely loving life at that very
moment.

When we got back to the dock I helped my dad get the boat put away and
helped with putting the covers on.  I told then asked if he could just
drive to our house and I would walk Ashley home.  He was fine with that as
long as I came home for dinner. I gave Ashley a t-shirt to wear on the way
home so that she was better covered and wouldn't feel embarrassed to walk
home in her skimpy bikini.

We left the house and headed to Gulf to Bay Road, one of the main
thoroughfares through Clearwater.  Ashley was holding my hand and for half
the way we walked in silence just enjoying each other's company.

Ashley was the first one to break the silence.  "Marcus, " she said almost
in a whisper, " I have been so happy the last few days that we have been
able to get together."

"Me too, " I said more genuinely than the same comment would have been the
day before.

"I have had a crush on you for some time now and my feelings for you over
the last few days have changed so much.  I really think that I love you."

My heart stopped beating.  I couldn't believe after two days of going out
that she told me that she loved me.  I honestly liked her quite a bit but
I couldn't say I loved her or could I?  I really didn't know what love was
yet.  I knew that we shared some experiences that people who love each
other share.  I knew that I wanted to spend more time with her.  I also
knew that I still had a crush on Kelli but it wasn't as strong as it was
the day before.

"Are you saying that you want to be boyfriend-girlfriend?" I asked.

"Yes, if that is OK with you, " she replied back with a tinge of
nervousness in her voice.

"I guess that is OK with me, " I replied almost too nonchalantly.  What
did I have to lose?  Then I realized that if Kelli didn't really like Greg
I might have just blew my chances with her by saying I would be Ashley's
boyfriend.

"I love you Marcus!" squealed Ashley. She stopped and embraced me tightly.

"I don't know what your plans are for tomorrow but we can go to the park
if you would like," I offered trying to avoid the return `I love you'.

"That sounds like fun, " said Ashley enthusiastically.  "We can also head
over to my house for lunch if you would like.  My parents are taking my
sister to some play tomorrow that she is seeing for extra credit in her
drama class."

I knew what Ashley was up to. The main course for her lunch tomorrow would
likely be me. My dick started getting hard just thinking about it.

When we got to her house her dad was washing the car in the driveway so I
got a chance to talk to him again. He asked about football some more and I
told him about my current size dilemma.  He told me that I should ask the
coach to switch to a linebacker position.  My size and speed would be a
better asset there.  Ashley offered to give my shirt back and I told her
to just keep it for the time being.  Her dad thanked me for taking Ashley
out on the boat and said that he never got the chance to take her out on
any of the tourist boats that littered Pinellas County.

On the way home it started to rain.  It was the daily rainstorm that the
Bay Area gets every afternoon during the summer. I walked casually and let
the warm water soak into my skin.  My thoughts turned to Ashley and what
she meant to me.  I couldn't decide if I really did love her or not.  I
didn't know what it meant to be in love.

Then my thoughts turned to Kelli again.  I really couldn't stop thinking
about her.  We had become good friends over the past few weeks and I found
that when I was in her company I really felt content.  I also knew that I
was extremely jealous of Greg for asking her out first.  I was in a
quandary.  I knew I had strong feelings for Ashley but I couldn't get
Kelli out of my head.  All I could hope for was that time would sort
everything out and I would end up happy in the end.


(5)

Sunday turned out to be a rainout day so Ashley and I were not going to
the park.  I went over to Ashley's house around eleven in the morning
shortly after her parents and sister left for the play.  Her older brother
was home though so I figured that any kind of activity between Ashley and
I was shot.

Her brother Lance was on the varsity football team as a senior.  He played
wide receiver and won all conference the year before.  I was expecting
Lance to be a real prick because he was a senior and because I was dating
his little sister.  Nothing could have been further from the truth.

Lance was real nice to me.  He told me that he was at our first game and
saw me playing.  He said that I played with a lot of heart but that I was
too small for the position like I figured myself.  He echoed his dad's
comments about trying a linebacker slot and seeing if I did any better
there.  He also said that I might make a good running back with my speed
and agility.  I told him that Greg Hansen was the lead running back and
that I wouldn't likely steal the job from him.

Ashley made us some macaroni and cheese for lunch.  She claimed that it
was all that she knew how to cook. After lunch Lance said he was leaving
to jog a few miles and that he would be back in a half hour.  I expected
him to tell me to leave his sister alone but no comment like that came
out of his mouth.

As soon as the door closed behind Lance, Ashley and I knew we had limited
time with each other and that we would have to make the most of it.  We
made our way into the living room and I took Ashley into my arms. I leaned
into her and gave her a short passionate kiss.

"Marcus, I want you to sit down on that chair, I have a surprise for you,"
said Ashley softly.

She guided me to the chair and helped me sit down.

"Marcus, I love you and because of that I want to share myself with you, "
said Ashley nervously.

"You don't mean what I think you are meaning?" I asked not knowing if I
was ready for sex.

"Not yet Marcus, but soon.  For now I want to show you what you have told
me is my beautiful body.  Marcus you were the one who defended me when
people picked on me for my underdeveloped body and now that I am
developing I want you to see what you have worked so hard to defend."

I was starting to get an inkling of what love really was.  Ashley loved me
with every bit of her soul.  I also knew then that I didn't love her yet.
Not to the level and degree with which she loved me.  I was her knight in
white shining armor and she loved me with all of her heart.

"Ashley, as much as I would love to see you, um... naked..."

"Enough talk, "interrupted Ashley as she pulled off the white halter top
that she was wearing revealing her firm white breasts to me.  They looked
out of place on her tan body and the whiteness made them look smaller than
they really were.  The one thing that amazed me was there was no sag to
them at all like all the women I had seen in my Playboys.  My cock was
instantly hard at the sight of these beauties.

Ashley wasn't finished though.  She pushed down her shorts and kicked them
off of her feet.  She now stood in front of me completely nude.  Her pubic
area, like her breasts was all white as well and surprisingly she had no
hair down there.  Her pink pussy barely poked out between her legs as she
stood there.  All that was visible was her smooth outer lips.

Ashley turned around slowly now showing me her beautiful tan lined ass.
Her ass wasn't as wide as some of the prettier girls in the school but I
liked it just the same.

"How do you like my body?" asked Ashley with a slight blush in her face.
It was obvious that she was fighting embarrassment to please the one she
loved.

"It is beautiful, " I said not lying one bit.

"I shaved my cunnie for you.  My sister said guys really like that."
Ashley blushed harder.

"I love it but you don't have to do that for me, " I said.

"I would do anything for you, " said Ashley.  "I love you and I am willing
to go all the way with you."

My mind was ready to melt down.  I had a beautiful naked girl standing in
front of me telling me that she wants to go all the way with me and I
don't know what to say next.

"I don't think we will have time Ash, " was all that would come out.

"Not today silly, " giggled Ashley.  "We have to get protection and I want
to do it in a special place at a special time."

"Oh, yeah, " I said dumbfounded.

"I just wanted to give you a preview of what you have to look forward to,"
she said.

"Do you want me to give you a preview as well, " I asked nervously.

"Sure, " said Ashley grinning.

I stood up and removed my shirt first.  She had already seen my chest
before so that wasn't a big deal.  I slowly unbuckled my belt and undid
my shorts.  I kicked off my shoes and then lowered the shorts revealing
the white briefs I was wearing.  I kicked off the shorts and hesitated a
moment before continuing.  I was feeling really nervous about this.  I
looked at Ashley's naked breasts and that was all the confidence I needed
to finish the job.  I yanked down my underwear getting it caught on my
hardness.  My hardness finally yielded and my underwear snapped off.  I
dropped them to the floor and kicked them to the side.

I nervously turned for her wondering what she thought of my miniature
penis.

"Oh boy, " exclaimed Ashley.  "I knew you had a nice looking ass but wow!"

I finished turning and I noticed that her eyes were now glued to my stiff
penis.

"You are so handsome, " said Ashley as she approached me and took me into
her arms.

The feel of her naked skin next to mine was electric.  I was having
feelings I never experienced before and I loved every minute of it. I knew
that I wanted more of her.  I knew that I had to make her my first.  I
thought at that very moment that I loved her.

"I love you Ashley, " I said softly.

"I love you too Marcus, " she replied after a slight pause.  I could tell
she was crying.

We held each other for what seemed an eternity.  We didn't kiss. We didn't
fondle.  We just held each other tightly and felt each other's warmth and
love.

Ashley broke our solace.  "I think we should get dressed before Lance gets
home."

"I agree, " I said not wanting to get on Lance's bad side.

We gathered up our clothes and then both got dressed.  Ashley was done a
lot quicker than I was because she hadn't worn underwear or a bra that
day.   We sat and watched TV until Lance got home.

"It is really hot out there, " said Lance as he came in from his run.  "I
am going up to take a shower."

Lance went upstairs and Ashley and I looked longingly at one another.  I
took her into my arms again and kissed her deeply.  She returned my kiss
with a fury that I had never seen in her before.  Soon she was on my neck
and sucking on it hard.

"Ash, stop!" I exclaimed.  She kept going.  "Ash, please stop!"

Finally she released and then she realized what she had done. I had a huge
red mark on my neck.

"Oh my god, I am so sorry Marcus, " she exclaimed.

"I better go before your dad gets home.  I can explain this to my mom and
dad.  I don't want to explain it to yours."

"OK honey, " she said.  It was the first time she had used a pet name for
me.  I liked it.

"I will see you in school tomorrow?" I said.

"Let's do lunch together tomorrow?"

"I would like that, " I replied.  "I better get going."

I kissed her one more time and then headed for the door.  On my walk home
it rained again.  Again it didn't bother me.  It comforted me.  I found
myself thinking less and less about Kelli and more and more about Ashley.
I really thought I was in love.


(6)

Ashley and I spent every moment we could in school the next few weeks.
Over the weekend we tried to see as much of each other as our busy
schedules would dictate.  We also spent a lot of time with Greg and Kelli.
Kelli and I were getting to be really good friends, even more so than her
and Ashley were.  I started feeling less jealous of Greg and actually
started to consider him my friend.  I felt happiness for Kelli because I
knew that she was happy with Greg.

Football was going much better.  I talked to the coach about moving to
linebacker and I worked out so well at that position that I was moved to
the J.V. team.  I was pretty happy about making J.V. because it meant that
I would be able to letter in my freshman year even though it was a J.V.
letter.

Ashley and I never had sex during those few weeks though we talked about
it often.  For some reason whether it was nervousness or a feeling that I
wasn't ready, I tried putting it off as much as possible.  The issue came
to a head one Friday afternoon of all places in the boy's locker room
after football practice.

I was almost finished getting dressed when Greg Hansen came in from his
freshman team practice.

"Hey Marcus, " yelled Greg as he walked over to his locker which was right
next to mine.

"Hi Greg, " I said.  "How was practice?"

"Brutal, " he said.  "By the way, how are things going between you and
Ashley?"

"Real good, " I said.

"Have you closed the deal with her yet?" asked Greg with a sly grin.

"Greg, that is none of your business, " I replied.  Many guys bragged
about their conquests but I wasn't one of them.  I knew that it was
disrespectful to the girl in question to be discussing those kinds of
things.

"Well, I can tell you that Kelli is one good fuck, " said Greg laughing.

"Greg, that's not something I really needed to know, " I said.

"Come on Marcus, you can tell me.  We are friends.  Did you bang Ashley
yet?"

"Dammit Greg, I am not going to tell you what is going on between us, " I
shouted.

"You haven't gotten shit from her then.  Let me tell you Kelli has one
sweet tasting pussy.  You ever taste pussy Marcus?  It is like tasting a
bit of heaven."

Anger was boiling inside of me.  Greg was making Kelli sound like a cheap
whore.  I wasn't going to listen to him talk about her that way anymore.

"Greg, fuck you.  How in the fuck can you talk about a girl that you are
going out with in that way?"

"What the fuck man, it's not like I love her or anything.  I am just in it
for the pussy."

That set me off. The strange thing was that another motivation was guiding
my anger and I realized it just then.  Jealousy.  He had the forbidden
fruit that I really yearned for and to him it was nothing more than a good
time.

"You son of a bitch!" I screamed.

My fist connected with his eye and he went down like a sack of potatoes.
I jumped on top of him and started punching him randomly but with a
ferocity that I had never known.  I suddenly felt myself being dragged off
of him.

"What in the fuck is going on?" yelled the coach as he entered the locker
room.  Half the team was restraining me on one end of the locker room and
the other half was tending to a barely conscious Greg Hansen.

"Just a little disagreement coach, " I said angrily.

"Well your little disagreement will cost you a one game suspension!"
yelled the coach.

"That is fucking fine with me, " I shouted as I broke free from my captors
and walked out of the locker room.

Ashley was waiting for me to come out of the locker room and saw the angry
look on my face.

"What is wrong Marcus?  Are you OK?" she exclaimed.

"Leave me the fuck alone Ash, " I yelled. "Just leave me alone right now."

I nudged past her and bolted out of the gymnasium.

I went straight home and went right to my bedroom and stared at the
ceiling contemplating the can of worms I had just opened.  I was suspended
from a game, my father would kill me when he found out, I just told Ashley
to leave me alone and Kelli would be pissed at me for beating up her
boyfriend.

About an hour after I got home I got a call from Kelli who was in tears.

"What in the hell did you do to Greg?" screamed Kelli over the phone.

"We had a disagreement that is all, " I said trying to calm her down.

"You hurt him pretty bad you know, " she cried.

"Yes I know and I am sorry for that, " I said.

"What did he do to you that made you hurt him that badly, " she demanded
angrily.

"Kelli, I really cannot go into details about it.  It is between him and
I."

"Marcus, I thought we were friends, " cried Kelli.  "You owe me an answer
after beating up my boyfriend."

I couldn't tell her.  I couldn't break her heart even if she believed me
in the first place.  I was willing to risk my friendship with her if it
meant that she wouldn't be hurt over what happened.

"Kelli, you have to trust me when I say that I cannot tell you, " I
pleaded.

I heard a loud crash and then a dial tone.  She had hung up on me.  Five
minutes later the phone rang again.

"Kelly residence, " I dutifully answered.

"What in the fuck is going on Marcus, " yelled Ashley into the phone.

"Ash, I don't want to talk about it, " I said angrily to her.

"You will talk about it or we are finished, " Ashley screamed.  "Kelli
just called me up and told me how rude you were to her on the phone."

"Ashley, what happened between Greg and I is none of your concern or
Kelli's concern."

"Bull shit!" screamed Ashley.  "You go off beating up your best friend and
then yell at his girlfriend to boot.  You have some explaining to do."

She was totally misinformed about my best friends in this world.  Greg was
never my best friend.  If I had a best friend it was the person who just
hung up with me minutes ago.

"If I say anything, some people close to me are going to be very hurt.  I
don't want that to happen, " I said calmly trying to calm Ashley down as
well.

"Marcus, what could have happened between you and Greg that would get you
that angry?" said Ashley, her tone softening.

"Ash, I really need you to keep this under your hat if I tell you, " I
said.

"What happened Marcus?" she demanded again.

Finally I just gave up.  "Ash, Greg was making some very rude comments
about Kelli.  I lost it and I ended up hurting him pretty bad."

"What did he say that made you feel justified to deck him?" asked Ashley
getting angrier.

"Ash, he told me that he fucked her and ate her pussy and that he was just
using her for a good fuck. He said he didn't really love her and basically
Kelli is just a toy to him."

There was silence for a moment on the other end of the phone.  I didn't
know if she thought I was lying or if she was just reeling from what was
said.

"You beat him up because he said this about some other girl you aren't
even dating?" she asked.  There was no anger in her tone.

"Yes and I would do it again.  I don't believe that sexual stories are
something to be shared by anyone but the two that participate in them.  He
was downright bragging to me about fucking her.  That is the word he used.
Fuck.  He said he fucked her.  He told me he licked her pussy and how good
she tasted.  He told me how he loved to fuck her and that he didn't love
her.  Kelli is my friend too.  I was merely protecting her honor."

There was more silence and then I heard tears on the other side of the
line.

"I am sorry Marcus, " cried Ashley.  "That was one of the sweetest things
I have heard a guy ever doing."

"I didn't do it because I was trying to be sweet.  I did it because that
asshole is scum."

"Hey Marcus!" yelled my dad from upstairs.  "Watch your language when you
are on the phone."

"Yes dad, " I yelled back.

"Sorry about that, " I said back into the phone.  "Listen, I don't want
you to tell Kelli what I just said.  This would crush her."

"No, Marcus.  She is crushed right now.  She thinks one of her friends
just completely betrayed her and she is so upset now.  She has to know the
truth and you have to tell her."

"I can't do it, " I said.

"Then I will, " said Ashley.

"Fine, you do it but be gentle with her, " I said.

"I will Marcus.  By the way, when I am done, Greg will be history in this
school, " said Ashley.

"Thanks, " I said.

"I love you Marcus, " said Ashley softly.  "I love you more now than I
ever thought I could.  You are such a good person."

"Ash, I wanted to ask you something, " I said softly.

"What is it, honey?"

I started whispering into the phone.  "You know how you have been trying
to get me to make love to you for the last week or so?"

"Yes."

"I am ready."  I don't know what made me say this at this very moment and
this very time.  Maybe it was the moment of confession and her declaration
of true love.  Maybe it was me thinking that Kelli deep down was just a
tramp even though I knew it probably wasn't true.  Something in me decided
that since Kelli had sex that it was OK for me to now as well.

"You are?" she squealed.

"My parents are going out on Saturday night.  I have the house to myself.
I will take care of the necessary precautions tomorrow on my way home
from school."

"It's a date, " said Ashley softly into the phone.

I hung up the phone feeling a little better than I did before knowing that
someone understood the problem I had with Greg and knowing that in two
days I was going to lose my virginity.


(7)

Friday was hell for me at school.  Several people on the football team
were pissed at me for beating the crap out of Greg.  What was totally
unusual was that by the end of the day about half of the people that had
said something bad came and apologized to me.  I was dumbfounded.

I found out later that Ashley had told her brother what had happened and
that he totally sided with me.  Lance had gone to bat for me and told
everyone that it wasn't my fault.

Kelli wasn't talking to either Ashley or me so neither of us had a chance
to tell her what had really happened.  She did her best the entire day to
avoid us as much as humanly possible.  Greg on the other hand avoided me
like the plague.  I didn't see him once the entire day but I knew he was
in the school from talking to other students.

My coach talked to me later in the day and asked me what set me off.  I
told him a watered down version of what happened and his attitude towards
me lightened as well. He told me I was still suspended for one game but
that I would be starting the very next game.

After school I headed down to the local pharmacy to pick up my condoms.
I really was nervous about the whole ordeal.  I went into the pharmacy and
looked around for a few minutes passing the condoms three of four times in
the process.  Finally I picked up a box of them and looked around.  There
was no one on the way to the register so I made my way over.  My luck ran
out, however, as there was a female running the register.  She looked to
be in her thirties with black hair that was in a bun.  My face turned
bright red when I put the box on the counter.  She rang it up and I gave
her a five-dollar bill.  I was ready to walk right out without getting my
change.

"Don't be embarrassed, " said the woman.  "At least you have the brains to
use these if you are active.  I got pregnant when I was fifteen because I
wasn't so smart.  If I am here you don't need to worry."

The next day I spent most of the day in scuba equipment scraping the hull
of my dad's boat. It was punishment for my fight with Greg and for getting
suspended from a football game.

I spent the rest of the day getting ready for my evening with Ashley.  I
started by gathering candles from around the house and sneaking them into
my bedroom.  Then I used the excuse that I was sweaty from my scuba
excursion to go and take a late afternoon shower.  I then dressed in a
nice pair of shorts with a red polo.  I looked good, but not too good to
make my parents suspicious.

My parents left at six o-clock for dinner and the theatre.  They told me
that I couldn't leave the house because I was grounded and that I couldn't
have anyone over.  That rule was broken at six thirty when I heard a knock
at the door.

I opened the door and Ashley was standing there in a pink spaghetti
strapped sundress smiling at me.

"Hey beautiful, " I said to her smiling.

"Hi honey, " she replied approaching me to give me a hug.

We entered each other's arms and all the cares about Greg and Kelli
floated away instantly.

"Follow me, " I said to her breaking contact.

I headed up the stairs and into my bedroom.  I heard Ashley gasp when she
saw what I did with my room. I had lit about 20 candles throughout my room
giving the room and orange, eerie glow.

"You really are going to make this special for me, " sobbed Ashley.

"Of course, " I said.  "I love you."

I took her back into my arms and kissed her deeply.  She returned my kiss
with the passion and fire that I had come to expect. Ashley moved her hand
s to my waist and grabbed my polo shirt and tugged on it, untucking it
from my shorts.  She then moved her hands under my shirt and gently over
my chest.  Her hands moved with a care and a touch that spoke of her love
for me.

I moved my hands to her shoulders and I gently pushed her spaghetti straps
off her shoulders and onto her arms.  This forced her hands from my chests
and to her side.  I continued moving the straps down her arms taking the
dress with it.  Slowly her chest was revealed.  Again she wasn't wearing a
bra.  As the dress moved down her body it then revealed that she was
wearing a pair of white cotton panties.  When the straps cleared her hands
it fell to the floor around her ankles.

Ashley casually stepped out of her dress and kicked off her white flats.
She then put her hands under my shirt again but instead of rubbing my
chest she used her hands to pull off my shirt.  The shirt momentarily got
stuck on my head and I ended up having to unbutton the topmost button so
that she could remove it.  The fact that the shirt was over my head made
that task very difficult.  Soon after my shirt joined her dress on the
floor.

I snuck a look at Ashley before she took me back in her arms again.  The
dim orange light accentuated her curves and diffused the difference in
color from her breasts and the rest of her body.  She never looked more
beautiful.

Once Ashley made sure that I was holding her again she moved her hands
around to my belt buckle and started fumbling with it.  After about a
minute of her fumbling and a few choice swear words from her I let go of
her and stepped back.  I gently pushed her hands away and undid the buckle
quickly.  I then undid my shorts and let them fall to the floor.  After
kicking off my shorts, the two of us were attired the very same.  Both of
us were in white briefs and otherwise very naked.

I decided to be the brave one and reveal myself fully to her first.  I
grabbed the waistband of my briefs and pulled them smoothly down my legs
revealing my five-inch hardness.  After that, Ashley did the exact same
thing with her panties and we were standing in front of one another
staring at each other's bodies.

"You are so beautiful, " I said softly to Ashley.

"You are so handsome, " she replied.

"Are you sure you still want to do this?" I asked trying to be the
consummate gentleman.

"I have never been so sure about anything in my life, " she replied
smiling.

I took her into my arms again, feeling her warm, soft flesh next to mine.
I could feel her hardened nipples poking into my chest, which caused my
cock to stiffen more than I ever thought it could. Our mouths met and then
our tongues met.  We kissed each other deeply for what seemed a heavenly
eternity.  Our hands, meanwhile, began to explore each other's bodies. Her
hands moved over the length of my back and buttocks. Mine did the same but
I also included her head as well.

I gently guided her to my bed and laid her down.  I looked into her eyes
and I could see the love pouring forth from her soul.  I broke contact
with her eyes and looked at her flush face.  Her blonde curls were splayed
out around her forming a mantle around her beautiful caring expression.

I kissed Ashley softly on the lips and then broke off before she could
respond and moved to her neck.  I remembered the mark she left on me so I
was careful to not suck on her neck even though the passion of the moment
guided me to.  I kissed her neck gently and then moved to her chest just
above her breasts.  I noticed that her breasts were flattened quite
considerable when she was lying down.  She almost looked as flat as a ten
year old.

My kissed moved from the top of her chest and onto her right breast.  I
could now feel the substance of the breast even though it appeared to be
gone.  A soft moan escaped Ashley's mouth letting me know she was enjoying
my efforts. I moved to her nipple and began to suckle her.  Another moan,
this time louder, came from Ashley.

I moved one hand down her tummy and over her sex. It was extremely wet and
hot.  I pressed a finger in and slowly massaged her inside her sex.

"Oh my god Marcus!" exclaimed Ashley.  "You are making me feel so good."

I moved my mouth over to her other nipple and suckled on that one for a
bit.

"Oh Marcus!" she screamed.  "I want you now.  Take my virginity and show
me your love!"

I rolled off of her and grabbed a condom off of my end table next to my
bed.  I fumbled with the package at first and then I finally got it open.
I pulled it out, looked at it and figured out how it probably needed to go
on.  I got lucky and it rolled right on over my hard penis.  I was
surprised to find that it wasn't to big considering my small penis size.

I rolled back on top of her and positioned myself to enter her.

"Are you sure you are ready?" I asked her one more time.

"Yes Marcus, take me, " she gasped.

I moved my hand down to help guide myself into her.  After a few tries I
got the tip of my penis into her.  She gasped loudly as I entered her.  I
then started to push into her a bit more and then I felt some resistance.
I couldn't believe that this was all the further I could get into her.  I
was only about halfway into her.

"Keep pushing Marcus but go slow, " she said.  I could see a tear running
down her cheek.

"Am I hurting you?" I asked suddenly concerned.

"You are about to break my cherry, " she sobbed.  "I expected this to hurt
the first time.  Keep going."

I pushed a bit harder and the resistance suddenly gave way and my hardness
drove deep inside of her burying my shaft in all the way.  Ashley screamed
in pain and then began panting loudly to regain control.  A few more tears
rolled down her cheeks.

"I am so sorry I hurt you, " I said softly.

"I'm not sorry. I was told it would hurt the first time and because I love
you so much it is worth it.  I am ready now.  Finish making me a woman,
honey."

I slowly moved inside of her in a pumping motion.  I could see her wincing
at first and then her whimpers of pain became moans of pleasure again.
She was so tight that it restricted my movement inside of her making it
hard to go any faster.  This was actually a good thing because if I could
I would have gone a lot faster and came right away.

"Oh god Marcus!" screamed Ashley.  "It feels so good having you inside of
me!"

I could feel the pressure building up inside of me.  It wouldn't be long
now.  I stroked as hard as I could and found the release I had sought.  I
exploded inside of her depositing my seed into the condom.

"Oh god, I am cumming!" I shouted.

I collapsed on top of Ashley and waited for the tingling sensation of my
orgasm to die down.  I slid off of her and then removed my condom off of
my shriveled penis.  It was filled with my seed and covered in her blood.

"Ash, there is blood on this condom.  Are you sure that you are OK?" I
asked concerned again.

"It is fine.  That is from you breaking my cherry."

I placed the condom on top of the wrapper it had come in and made a mental
note to dispose of it later.  I then slid in next to Ashley in bed and
snuggled up close to her.

"You were wonderful my love, " said Ashley tenderly.

"I am sorry if I hurt you in anyway, " I replied still worried about her.

"You are so gentle with me.  That is why I love you.  I am fine."

"Do you want to try it again?  I didn't exactly last that long."

"I don't think so for tonight, " said Ashley wincing.  "It still hurts
down there and I will probably be walking funny for a few days."

"Thank you for letting me be your first, " I told her.  I was genuinely
thankful for her giving me such a great gift.  I felt so much stronger for
her because of it.

"No thank you, " she whispered.

We laid together in silence for another half hour.  Both of us would
occasionally rub the other and a few times Ashley got the courage to play
with my penis but neither of us spoke.

After laying together Ashley sat up in the bed.

"I have some good news for you, " said Ashley breaking the silence.

"What is it?"

"I talked with Kelli today.  I told her everything.  She told me to
apologize to you and that she was deeply touched that you wanted to
protect her feelings so bad.  She said she plans to dump Greg tomorrow.
Here is the real kicker though.  Greg was lying to you.  She swore to me
that her and Greg had never had sex.  In fact she hadn't even let Greg
touch her breasts or anything.  She said she never felt too comfortable
around him and that she was going to break it off anyways."

I was floored.  Greg had lied to me the whole time.  To top it off Kelli
wasn't a tramp.  I had misjudged her.  I felt a sudden emptiness suddenly.
Kelli was now available and I was in a serious relationship with Ashley.
I had just consummated my supposed love for her which I was starting to
feel was a thin layer of deceit to myself.  If I broke things off now with
Ashley though just to be with Kelli I would look like a complete asshole.
I also realized that it would crush Ashley because I knew that I was her
earth, sun, moon and stars.

"Oh my, " were the only words I could get out.

"Greg is such a lying asshole, " said Ashley excitedly.  "You did a good
thing when you kicked his ass."

I wondered if I was any better than Greg or maybe even worse than him. All
he did was lie about doing it and not really loving Kelli.  I actually did
it with Ashley and it was becoming clear that I didn't truly love her.
Then again maybe I did love Ashley and Kelli was just some lustful desire
that I had.  All these thoughts threatened to drive me insane.

"I probably should get going Marcus, " said Ashley getting up.  "It will
give you enough time to get cleaned up here and be ready for when your
parents get home."

"I have another three hours until they get home.  Why don't you stay and
help me and then we can watch TV for a few hours.  Then I will kick you
out."

She agreed to stay.  We both got dressed and then cleaned up my room.
Afterwards we went downstairs and watched a horror movie on cable.  I held
her in my arms the entire movie and I was starting to think that maybe I
did love Ashley and that Kelli was some kind of an infatuation.  I felt
comfortable with Ashley and I was very lonely once she went home for the
evening.

I went to bed that night dreaming of Ashley and our lovemaking experience.
The dream turned into a nightmare when I looked into her face as I was
cumming and it was Kelli's face smiling back at me.


(8)

I slept in the next morning until my dad knocked on the door to wake me
up.

"Marcus, there is someone here to see you, " said my dad.

"OK, tell whoever it is that I will be right down, " I mumbled.  I figured
it must be Ashley so I woke up and threw on a nice pair of shorts and a
nice polo shirt and ran a comb through my hair to look halfway decent.

I went down the stairs and into the kitchen to see Kelli sitting at the
table talking to my dad.  She looked radiant in her usual white clothing.
She wore a white tank top and a pair of white short shorts.  Her blonde
hair was in a ponytail that rested high on her head making her look like a
little kid.

"Can I talk to you for a minute first Marcus, " said my dad leading me
back into the living room.

I knew what he was going to say.  He was going to tell me to send her home
because I was grounded and not allowed visitors.  I was wrong.

"Marcus, that girl told us what you did for her.  It seems that you are a
better son than I could ever imagine.  You aren't grounded any more.  I
think she came over to thank you.  I am going to head out with your mom to
get some gardening supplies so you two can talk in private."

Just when I thought my dad couldn't be any better of a friend to me he
surprised me again.  My dad and I were always close and he was very
understanding in the things I did as I grew into puberty.  Most dads would
never leave their fourteen-year-old son with a girl alone in a house even
if that girl wasn't their girlfriend.

"Thanks dad, " I said giving him a hug.

"If you want to invite her and Ashley over later for a barbeque I would be
happy to throw one together, " he added.

"I will ask them, " I said.

I walked back into the kitchen and Kelli forced a smile for me. She looked
like she had been crying.

My mom and dad waved as they walked out the door and the Kelli and I were
alone.

I sat down in the chair next to Kelli and I looked at her in the eyes. She
immediately turned her eyes from mine in embarrassment.

"I am so sorry Marcus for calling you all those names on the phone the
other night, " she cried.  "You were just trying to protect me and...

I pulled my chair closer to her and took her into my arms.  "Shhh.  It's
OK, " I interrupted.

Kelli began crying hysterically into my shoulder.  I rubbed her back and
rocked her back and forth to help comfort her.

When she settled down a bit she backed away from my hold on her and looked
at me with her teary eyes.

"You have been such a good friend to me Marcus.  You were the first one to
talk to me when we started the school year.  You listen to all my insane
problems, even the ones that Ashley wont listen to.  I could never begin
to repay you for all of your kindness."

"It is all part of being a friend in my book, " I told her softly.  It was
a bit of a lie.  I was such a good friend to her because I secretly had a
crush on her.

"Ashley is so lucky to have a boy like you, " she said starting to cry
again.

I held her in my arms again until she calmed down.  When she had stopped
crying she leaned back and softly placed her lips on to mine.  I was so
stunned at what happened that I didn't stop her.  That stun wore off
quickly as she continued to kiss me. It was replaced by my hunger for her.
Then I realized what could really happen if I let it continue.  I broke
off the kiss.

"Um, Kelli..."

"Oh my god I am so sorry!" exclaimed Kelli turning a deep shade of red.

"Look, I am flattered, " I said fighting every urge in my body to kiss her
again.  "Ashley and I have a good thing going and I don't want to mess
that up.  I am so very sorry."

"No, I am sorry for kissing you.  It is just you are so good to me and you
are such a gentleman, " she said.

I wanted so much to tell her how I really felt about her.  My feelings for
her though would destroy Ashley and ultimately they would destroy me if I
acted on them.

An unsettling silence fell over the room.  We both stared at the ground
avoiding eye contact.

"Marcus, I..." started Kelli then stopping herself.

"What is it?" I prodded.  Something was obviously on her mind.

"It's nothing, " shot back Kelli.  I could tell she was lying.  Something
pressing was on her mind.

"Kelli, we have only known each other for five weeks now, " I said now
looking directly at her.  She did not return my gaze.  "During that time
we have become very close friends and both of us discuss things that we
cannot discuss with other people.  If you have something to say, you know
you can tell me.  I won't be judgmental, I promise."

"Marcus, I love you, " she blurted out.

My jaw dropped to the floor.  This girl who had occupied my dreams and my
hopes and kept me from becoming too close with Ashley had just told me
that she loved me.

"What?" I exclaimed.

"Marcus, I liked you ever since I met you that first day of school in
homeroom.  You were so kind to me that day and every day since.  You have
been such a good friend to me even though I made the biggest mistake I
have ever made in my entire life."

"What are you talking about Kelli?"

"Marcus, when Greg asked me out for the school dance I panicked.  I really
wanted to go with you but he was so good looking and Ashley was pressuring
me to say yes.  When you asked I felt I couldn't back out with Greg and I
knew that Ashley liked you too so I suggested her to you. Now you are with
Ashley and happy with her and I am out in the cold.  I have been for the
past four weeks.  I really tried to like Greg but I kept thinking of you.
It sounds silly doesn't it?"

"Not at all, " I whispered to her lovingly.

"I don't even know why I stayed with Greg, " said Kelli starting to sob
softly.  "I never loved him and now I know what a jerk he really is and
now I know what I really missed out on."

I took Kelli in my arms again and hugged her tightly until she stopped
crying again.

Kelli pulled back slightly and looked into my eyes.  I became lost in her
aqua eyes; lost in her soul.

"I am so sorry to dump this all on you Marcus, " she said sobbing again. I
wiped away a tear that was escaping her eye.

The problem was that I felt the exact same way about her and I couldn't
tell her.  If I did I risked hurting Ashley or worse alienating Kelli when
I told her that Ashley and I had sex.  I wanted more than anything to tell
her that I loved her and that I wanted her to be my girlfriend but I was
in a trap.  The fact was that I really cared for Ashley.  She was such a
nice girl and I couldn't hurt her.

"Kelli, I am so flattered by your feelings for me, " I said, " but Ash and
I are together now.  Believe me, if I wasn't with Ashley right now I would
probably tell you the exact same thing you told me."

"I know, " said Kelli, her eyes tearing again.  "Ash is so lucky to have
you Marcus.  You are so good to her. She tells me how good you are to her.
I get so jealous."

"My dad has taught me to treat everyone with respect.  I treat her with
the same respect that I treat you with, that I treat my mom and dad with,
Ash's mom and dad with, even my other friends with."

"That is why I love you Marcus, " sobbed Kelli.  "You are such a kind and
caring person.  Many girls like a bad boy.  I need someone who is caring
and gentle like you."

I was really having a hard time now keeping my mouth shut.  I wanted to
tell her everything.  I wanted to tell her that she was in my dreams every
night.  I wanted to tell her that I loved her more than anything in this
world.

"I wish I could give you happiness, " I said softly almost inaudibly.

Our eyes connected once again.  I looked into her shimmering blue eyes. It
was like a window to her soul and I saw the pain and the hurt that her
mistake had caused her.  I brushed a stray strand of hair away from her
face and her expression softened.  I took in her whole face now, not just
her eyes.  I ran my hand over her cheek running the contour of her high
cheekbone.  I looked at her moist lips, which were now quivering slightly.
They were so full and inviting.

I leaned over and placed my lips on hers tenderly.  I felt Kelli accept
my lips as she parted her lips slightly.  I could feel her move her tongue
over my lips and I knew then that I was past the point of no return.  My
tongue left my mouth and joined hers in a dance of passion and ecstasy. We
shared each other's mouths for what seemed a heavenly eternity.  Kelli was
the first to break the kiss and again we were staring at one another.
Kelli's lips were now red and puffy from our zeal.


I wanted more than anything to tell her that I loved her. I wanted to tell
her that she was the only girl for me, but it wasn't true.  Instead I felt
guilt.  Guilt for kissing her.  Guilt for making love to Ashley.   I felt
trapped between two beautiful girls and didn't know what to do.  All I
could do was cry.

Kelli's look of utter bliss turned into one of concern.  "What is wrong
Marcus?"

"Kelli, I really like you, " I cried.  "I mean I REALLY like you.  I just
cannot hurt Ashley by continuing what we are doing."

Kelli averted her gaze from me and looked at the floor.  "I know, " she
whispered.

"That last kiss was my fault, " I said calming down a bit.  "I am sorry
for leading you on.  You are such a wonderful girl, no... a wonderful woman.
It is hard for me to resist your charms."

"If you find it hard to resist me then stop resisting, " she said.

"Kelli, you know I can't do that, " I said.  "Ashley is your friend too.
We both would be hurting her."

"We wouldn't have to tell her at first.  You could let her down easy
then, " said Kelli looking at me again, her eyes wide with excitement.

"That would make me no better than Greg, " I said softly.

Kelli dropped her gaze again in defeat.  "Marcus, I love you.  I just wish
that I hadn't screwed things up and that you and I could be together."

"Me too, " I whispered automatically.  The words were out before I could
stop them and take them back.

Kelli looked back up me, not with excitement in her eyes, but pure love.
"You do have feelings for me don't you?"

The cat was out of the bag.   I needed to try and salvage the situation.
"Yes.  I told you that before."

"I mean more than just like, " said Kelli with hope in her expression now.

"Yes, " I whispered defeated. "I have felt this way ever since I first saw
you.  You ever hear the expression `love at first sight'?"

"Oh my god, " cried Kelli.  "You have had a crush on me all this time?"

"Yes, although for the past few weeks I have tried to deny it.  After
Friday I tried to denounce it completely. When I found out last night that
everything was a lie I was crushed."

"Why crushed?" said Kelli concerned.

"Because I knew that you were free to love another but I was not free to
be that one, " I said on the verge of tears again.

"Have a talk with Ashley.  She may understand, " said Kelli now sounding
desperate.

"I cannot do that now.  Not after last night, " I said now sobbing softly.

"You didn't Marcus, " she exclaimed.

"Yes we did, " I said lowering my head and starting to cry hysterically.

I was so distraught that I had certainly hurt Kelli now.  I knew that she
would now want nothing to do with me.  I was surprised when I felt her
hand touch me chin.  She lifted my head of gently until I was looking at
her again.

"I am not mad, " said Kelli with every bit of love in her eyes that was
there before.  "Disappointed.  A bit.  Mad.  No. I can see now why you are
so confused."

"I don't know what to do Kelli.  I want you so bad and yet I cannot hurt
Ashley, " I said.

"Do you love Ashley?" she asked bluntly.

"Yes... No...  I guess I don't know.  I don't think so."

Kelli took me into her arms as I continued to cry. It felt so comfortable,
so natural, to be in her arms.  It seemed like she could lift me from this
mess that I got myself in and bring me all the happiness in the world.

Kelli pulled back slightly and lifted my chin again.  I could see that
there were tears in her eyes again but also there was such an intense look
of love on her face.  Her lips moved to mine softly at first and then she
began to kiss me with more passion.  I momentarily forgot all my concerns
and was focused only on her. I returned her kiss with equal passion
slipping my tongue into her mouth and finding her tongue.

My hormones began to take control and I was starting to act on impulse
rather than logic.  I found my hand moving from her back to her waist and
then underneath her top. I moved my hands up the bare flesh of her stomach
and the over one of her bra covered breasts.  I estimated that she was
bigger than Ashley was in the bust by the general feel I had of her
breast.  It also felt like Kelli wasn't as firm as Ashley.

I made a move to run my hand under her bra but was stopped by her hand and
a broken kiss.

"This is going too fast for me, " whispered Kelli.

I moved my hand from under her shirt and replaced it on her back. "That is
OK Kelli."

"I'm just not ready yet, " Kelli said blushing.

"For you Kelli, I will to go as fast or slow as you want, " I said.

"What about Ashley?" she asked.

"I don't know what to do about her, " I said dejectedly.

"I do, " said Kelli softly.  "You continue with her and let her down
gently.  Give her a few weeks so that you have something to break up with
her over.  Then you can do it gently."

"The problem is what if she wants to... you know?"

"I will understand, " said Kelli gently.  "I don't want to know about it,
but I understand you want to let her down slowly.  You may even learn
enough to make my first time very special for me."

I was floored.  First she was being so lenient with me in letting Ashley
down and then she was talking about the possibility of making love to her.
This was starting to turn from a huge mess into the luckiest day of my
life.  I was going to get the girl of my dreams and be able to do it on my
terms.

"You are so wonderful, " I said looking into her eyes.

"Thank you, " she replied blushing.

I looked into her pretty aqua blue eyes and reached deep into her soul.  I
knew for sure my feelings for Kelli.

"I love you Kelli.  I love you more than anything on this earth."


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