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 Capture the Flag Bonus

   By Douglas Fox (C) 2016

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   14 year-old Xander Ferguson witnesses his 17 year-old brother Westin
seduce his girlfriend.  Xander gets kicked out of the room just before
Westin screws his girlfriend.  Xander, normally preoccupied with sex, is
horny beyond belief.  Tomboy, Taylor Wyatt, shows up later that afternoon
for her gang of friend's capture the flag tournament wearing a too small
T-shirt and no bra.  Xander notices and tries his brother's seduction plan
when he guards Taylor in "jail." How persuasive can the young virgin be?

   (mf-teen, first, unsafe)

   Chapter 1

   -----oooOooo----

   Xander Ferguson tried to concentrate on the movie on the TV but his
seventeen-year-old brother, Westin, and Westin's current squeeze, Emily
Raines, were extremely distracting.  Westin was intent on putting the moves
on Emily and coaxing her to bed with him.  The couple were on the couch,
across the room from where Xander pretended not to watch the seduction.

   Westin and Emily made out for a while before Westin made his next move.
One hand covered Emily's right breast, outside her T-shirt.  He gently
rubbed and squeezed as they continued making out.  Xander could hear the
contented moans of pleasure as Emily enjoyed his brother's attentions. 
Westin whispered, "Can I take this off?" to his girl.

   "What about Xan..." Emily protested as Westin pulled her shirt over her
head.  Westin immediately kissed a trail from her lips down across her
neck, shoulder and onto one of the bra covered breasts.  He skillfully
unhooked her bra and slipped it off before his lips reached their target,
her bronze, quarter sized nipples.  All protests about Xander ceased as
Westin licked and suckled at her breasts.

   Xander took in the sight of two sixteen year-old, perky, nearly perfect
female breasts.  Xander's dick was rock hard and straining to burst out of
his sports shorts.  Any pretense of watching TV was gone.  Xander stared as
he watched his older brother coax Emily into sex that afternoon.

   Westin spent time ravishing Emily's breasts before going back to deep
kissing.  He alternated targets, slowly increasing his stimulation of her
so he could entice her into his bed.  Westin knew he would reach his goal
when Emily dropped a hand down and began rubbing his erection through his
board shorts.  He slipped one hand down and unbuttoned and unzipped Emily's
shorts.

   His hand slipped down her belly and slid an inch under her panties. 
"May I continue?" Westin whispered to his soon-to-be lover.

   "Please..." Emily begged.  Westin's hand was inside and fingering her
slot and hole without hesitation.  Xander stared in awe as his brother made
it to third base.  Xander gawked as his brother fingered Emily with one
hand and played with her breasts with the other.  Emily's face was flushed
and she was panting from the intense stimulation she was receiving.

   "May I pull your panties down?" Westin whispered.  "I want to eat you."

   "Ohh....  God!" Emily snapped as Westin wiggled his finger inside her
vagina.  No resistance occurred as Westin pulled her panties aside.  Xander
stared as he watched his brother lick all around Emily's cooch.  He decided
the girl must shave because she had only a small but full patch of hair
above her slot.  He had more pubic hair than her and he was two years
younger and only sprouted hair a year earlier.

   Westin fingered and licked Emily, while he pulled his own shorts and
boxers down.  Westin continued licking and fingering until she convulsed
and shrieked her ecstasy.  Xander had seen his brother give orgasms to a
number of girls.  Emily seemed to be having a great one.  Xander wasn't
surprised when Westin announced, "Xander, get lost.  Emily and I need some
privacy."

   Xander got up awkwardly, trying to hide his own boner.  Westin
repositioned Emily on her back on the couch.  He split her legs open as he
stepped out of his shorts and boxers.  He slid in between Emily's wide open
legs as Xander shut the door.

   Xander paused outside the door for a couple minutes to listen was Westin
screwed Emily six ways to Sunday.  Finally the pressure in his own cock
became too much and he headed upstairs to whack off and relieve his intense
pair of blue balls.  Xander tried to imagine what it would be like when his
own dick was stroking in and out of a girl's cooch.  He exploded and
spurted come all over his chest before he could quite picture the girl he
desired.

   Xander was cleaning himself up when his phone rattled, announcing a
text. "CAP FLAG ON @ PARK 15 MIN BILLY" He smiled.  Billy had texted an
hour earlier, announcing that he was going to try to get their gang of
friends together for some fun.  Xander pulled his shorts and shirt back on.
He biked over to the park to enjoy an afternoon of Capture the Flag with
his buddies.

   -----oooOooo----

   "So, spill the beans," Taylor Wyatt demanded.  "How was your first
time?"

   "Amazing," Morgan Reilly answered.  "Alex was so gentle." Alex Masters
was her 15 year old, soon-to-be-tenth grader boyfriend.  Taylor and Morgan
were a grade behind Alex.  The girls both finished eighth grade at Cox
Middle School two months ago and would move on to Robert S.  Granger High
School in three weeks.

   "Details!" Taylor demanded.  "Amazing doesn't begin to cut it.  When did
you two finally do it?  Did it hurt?  How long did Alex last?  Did you
orgasm?  Tell me more."

   "It was two nights ago," Morgan replied.  "Alex's parents went out for
the night.  We took full advantage of the opportunity."

   "Did it hurt?" Taylor asked.

   "It pinched a little to start with," Morgan answered.  "Alex waited
until the pain went away before he got to work.  I was surprised at the
size of Alex's cock when he pulled down his boxers.  I didn't think it
would fit inside me.  It took Alex a couple minutes but he managed to rip
my cherry and force all of it in my belly.  I made him rest while I had all
his cock inside me until the pain went away."

   "Then what?"

   "Alex pulled out a little and forced it back in," Morgan explained.  "He
kept pumping and stroking in and out of me.  It felt so amazing to feel his
hot dick massaging my insides.  After a bit it felt... uh... juicier is
probably the best word for it."

   "Juicier?" Taylor asked.

   "Wetter," Morgan confirmed.  "Things slid in and out better.  Alex must
have screwed me for a good thirty or forty minutes.  It was mind blowing."

   "Did you come?" Taylor asked.

   "Like about three times," Morgan said.  She felt a twinge of conscience
lying to Taylor.  She hated to admit the real story.  It hurt like she said
when Alex forced his dick into her cooch.  He stroked in and out about ten
times before grunting and blasting his load of come into the rubber.  The
whole deal didn't last thirty seconds.  The only thing that was true was
that it had started to feel really good when things got "juicier" just
before Alex ejaculated his load and collapsed on top of her.

   "You are so lucky to have a good lover like Alex," Taylor said.  "I'll
never find anyone like him."

   "You need to present yourself better," Morgan answered.  "Let your hair
grow out so you don't look like a boy.  Wear clothes that show you are a
girl, not a tom-boy.  The guys treat you like one of the guys instead of a
girl because you look and act like one of the guys.  You're going to have
to change if you want to attract a boyfriend."

   Taylor phone beeped at an incoming text message.  She checked it.  "CAP
FLAG ON @ PARK 15 MIN BILLY"

   "Cool," Taylor remarked as she answered the message.  "ON THE WAY
TAYLOR"

   "Some of our friends are meeting at the park for a game of Capture the
Flag," Taylor said.  "Why don't you come?  It'll be fun?"

   "Fun?  Getting all hot and dirty running around in the woods," Morgan
replied.  "I think I will pass.  This is exactly the kind of thing you do
that makes the boys think of you as one of the guys instead of as a girl.
You're going to need to change if you ever want to have a boyfriend."

   "The game will be fun," Taylor insisted.

   "I'll head for home," Morgan said.  "Have fun but remember what I told
you."

   Taylor went upstairs and changed out of the loose T-shirt and training
bra she was wearing.  She put on an old, too small T-shirt she hadn't worn
in over a year.  The too tight T-shirt displayed her modest but noticeable
breasts.  Her nipples stuck out from the T-shirt.  She admired the look in
the mirror.  A boy would have to be an idiot to miss the fact that she was
a girl now.  Taylor considered her breasts to be her best asset.  She was
the second biggest girl in her class.  Everyone knew Caroline Hill stuffed
her bra to get the look she had.  Taylor hopped on her bike and rode over
to the community park to meet her friends.

   -----oooOooo----

   Billy Smith, Jake York, Brian Staley and Dustin Miller were there when
Taylor Wyatt arrived at the World War II monument near the north end of the
park.  Matt Hill, Aaron Jackson and Nick Kenyon arrived next.  Xander
Ferguson was a half-minute behind them.  Ryan Wheeler, Dylan Dobson and
Aiden Thomas arrived a couple minutes later.

   Billy started breaking the group into two teams.  "Aren't the Sanders
twins coming?" Dustin asked.

   "Supposed to be coming," Bill agreed.

   "They are always late," Xander remarked.  "Dibs on Chris for my team."

   "Fine," replied Matt Hill, one of the guys on the other team from
Xander.

   Xander noticed something different about his friend, Taylor, as the
teams were selected.  Her shirt was tight and she was clearly showing
breasts.  He could even make out nipples sticking up in the tight cotton.
His cock stirred as he realized his buddy wasn't just another one of the
guys he hung with.

   The teams ended up: Billy, Brian, Xander, Aiden, Aaron and Nick on the
first team and Jake, Matt Hill, Dustin, Ryan, Dylan and Taylor on the
second team.

   "We're shirts and you guys are skins," Xander announced as he stared
directly at Taylor.

   "Try again, dickhead," Taylor retorted.  "We're shirts and you are
skins."

   The group laughed at Xander's teasing but accepted Taylor's demand. 
Chris and Matt Sanders showed up just as the first team stripped off their
shirts.  "Chris, you're a skin.  Matt, you are a shirt," Billy announced.

   Each team huddled, picked a leader and made plans for the first round of
the game.  Billy took charge of the skins team.  Matt Hill was the leader
of the shirts team.  Everyone knew the rules and boundaries.  This group
with three or four others who were busy today played Capture the Flag in
the park two or three times a week.  The whole group were thirteen or
fourteen and old enough to look after themselves now that they were allowed
to travel around town on their own but not so old that they needed to get
summer jobs to pay for cars, girlfriends and dates.

   The town park was a large farm before it was donated to the town to
become a park.  The eastern third of the park was a mix of woods and
meadows, perfect for a fast paced game of Capture the Flag.  Billy's skins
took the southern half of the playing field.  Matt's shirts took the
northern half.  Each team hid its flag and picked a spot for the jail.

   Matt Hill knew Billy was aggressive, so he made plans to exploit that.
He assigned Taylor to sneak across into skins territory and locate their
flag.  He would keep the rest of his team deployed on defense, ready for
the rush of bodies he expected from Billy.

   The game unfolded much as Matt Hill foresaw.  Taylor managed to sneak
into skins territory along the western boundary without getting caught. 
Everyone except Xander on the skins team made a rush in the middle to try
overwhelm the couple defenders expected to guard the flag.  Brian, Aaron
and then Billy were caught within the first minute or so of the game.  Nick
and Aiden participated in the rush but managed to get back across into
their own territory without being tagged and made prisoner.

   Taylor slanted her route off to the northeast and back towards the
middle of skins territory to try to find their flag.  Instead she passed a
hidden Xander while she searched.  Xander popped out of cover and chased
Taylor.  She fled back towards shirts territory, angling away from Xander
as she ran.  Unfortunately, her route took her straight to Nick, who tagged
her easily.

   "Xander, take our prisoner back to the jail," Nick announced.

   Taylor trudged after Xander as he led her to the skins' jail.  They
picked a small meadow near the northeastern edge of the park.  It was
isolated and difficult for the shirts to get to, if they wanted to stage a
prison break.

   "Might as well have a seat and get comfortable," Xander suggested when
they got to the meadow.  "It could be a while before your team figures out
we're here."

   "Yeah, I guess," Taylor agreed.

   "You look really good today," Xander commented.  "I like your shirt."

   "It's just an old one," Taylor replied.  "I was wearing a brand new
shirt when I got the text about the game.  I didn't want to get it dirty."

   "This one looks great on you," Xander said.  "It really shows... uh...
shows..."

   "My tits?" Taylor teased.  Xander blushed.

   "Yeah," he admitted.  "You look really good.  You aren't wearing a bra
this afternoon, are you?"

   "No," Taylor said.  It was her turn to blush.

   "You look good this way," Xander said.  "You... um... jiggle when you
run.  I think it's hot looking."

   "Me?  Hot?" Taylor asked, incredulous.

   "Yes, you... look hot," Xander insisted.  "You have the biggest set
of... of..."

   "Titties?" Taylor interjected.  Xander giggled and blushed, nodding his
head yes.

   "You are way prettier than Catherine Hill," Xander added.  "Everyone
know she stuffs her bra to look like she does.  They're all stiff and
stuff. While today you... uh... jiggle."

   "Have you been working out, Xander?" Taylor asked.  "You look pretty
good too."

   "Does it show?" Xander asked.  "My dad allowed me to start lifting
weights after school ended.  He decided I was old enough now."

   "It does show," Taylor said.  "Your pecs are getting defined.  I can see
ripples between your abs.  Working out is really making you look good. 
Between your gorgeous hair, your handsome face and now your muscled bod,
you are going to have to beat the girls away with a stick."

   "Me?  You're crazy," Xander replied.  "I went down in flames the only
time I asked a girl for a date."

   "When and who?" Taylor asked.

   "Erin Peters, the last day of school," Xander said.

   "Erin is a fool," Taylor said.

   "You must have plenty of boys asking you out," Xander said.

   "Not one," Taylor replied.  "Never been on a date.  Never been kissed."

   "I would ask you on a date," Xander said.  "As a matter of fact, what
are you doing Saturday night?  Would you like to go to a movie with me?"
His eyes flew open in amazement when he realized what he just said. 
Normally he stuttered, hemmed and hawed, unable to ask a girl for a date.

   "I would like that, Xander," Taylor said.  She laughed a bright laugh
that charmed and relaxed Xander.  "Date - check.  Saturday night we can see
about the kissing too."

   Xander cock stirred at the mention of kissing, particularly kissing
Taylor.  He thought back to the dozen or so times he had witnessed Westin
seducing a girl.  "Do we need to wait until Saturday night to kiss?  Maybe
we could practice this afternoon so we know what we're doing."

   Taylor eyed Xander carefully without saying anything.  Practice?  She
had known him since first grade.  He was kind and considerate, not at all a
bully.  He was one of the most handsome boys in their class.  She
remembered what Morgan said about her and Alex having sex a few days ago.
Maybe a little kissing to pass the time until this round of the game was
over would be fun.

   "OK," Taylor said.  "How do want to do this?"

   "I guess we can sit beside each other," Xander suggested.  He scooted
over and sat beside Taylor.  They turned their torsos to face each other.
Xander carefully leaned in and kissed Taylor on the lips.  He repeated the
kiss, with a bit more passion.  Taylor opened her eyes again and smiled.

   "That was nice," Taylor said.

   "It was," Xander agreed.  He leaned in and kissed her again.  They
continued, holding their lips together longer each time.  Finally Xander
slipped his tongue out and licked the outside of Taylor lips.  She loosened
her lips.  The next time, Xander's tongue slipped right into Taylor's
mouth. Electricity zapped down both teens' spines as their tongues touched.
They broke apart and stared at each other.

   "Wow!" both teens mouthed breathlessly.  Both joined together again to
repeat the deep kiss.  Xander had attempted a French kiss with a couple
girls last spring but not with the same affect.  Xander's dick hardened
into a steel rod as he experimented with this new form of kissing. 
Xander's and Taylor's hands clenched onto their partners, trying to draw
them closer.

   They engaged in kisses until they were forced to pause for breath. 
After a brief pause, they locked lips and swirled their tongues together.
After a third panting pause for air, Taylor complained, "This hurts my
back."

   "You could sit on my lap so we don't have to twist around to face each
other," Xander suggested.  Taylor switched so she was sitting on his lap,
facing him.  They were kissing again when she noticed the hard lump she was
sitting on.  They kissed for a couple minutes before parting for air again.

   "I can feel your thing," Taylor giggled.

   "Thing?" Xander asked blankly.

   "You know... your... uh..." Taylor said.  She wiggled her butt against
the lump.  "Your thing."

   "My dick?" Xander croaked.  He was afraid she'd freak out at this
development.  He blushed a deep shade of pink.  "I'm sorry.  I can't help
it.  I'm kissing a pretty girl and... and... well... it just gets hard."

   "Yes... yes it does," Taylor agreed.  She pressed her lips to his and
they went back to making out.  Xander loved what they were doing.  How far
would Taylor be willing to go?  He decided to test the boundaries.  He very
gently lowered one hand until it rested on Taylor side.  He rubbed the hand
up and down, caressing her side, slowly, ever so slowly moving the hand
closer to her left breast.

   Taylor stiffened when she felt his hand slide around to her front and a
thumb and forefinger surround one side of her left tit.  It felt nice. 
Xander squeezed his finger and thumb together, feeling a female breast for
the first time.  Taylor was nervous but she permitted his gentle
exploration to continue.

   It took Xander about thirty seconds to fully grasp her left titty with
his hand.  His hand was bigger than its target, so he used his fingers to
feel the titty and then rubbed his thumb across the protruding nipple. 
Taylor jumped in shock at the intensity of feeling caused by his thumb. 
She pressed her chest towards his hand, trying to get more stimulation.

   Taylor dropped her hands from his shoulders down to his pecs and
imitated his actions.  She felt Xander jump when she strummed her thumb
over his nipples.  Who knew boy's nipples were sensitive too?  She
continued playing with him as they made out.

   When to two paused for breath again, Xander asked, "Could you take off
your shirt?" and the same time as Taylor said, "Stop a second so I can take
off this shirt." The two stared into each other's eyes, paused and laughed.
Xander helped Taylor pull the too-small T-shirt off and drop it to the
ground.

   Xander stared at his first sight of bare female breasts for a few
seconds before diving back in.  He used both hands to caress and play with
her nipples and titties.  Xander took a cue from his brother, Westin.  He
kissed a trail across her cheek until he reached under her ears.  He
nibbled at her ear lobe and then kissed down her neck and across her chest
until he reached her titties.  He kissed and licked at her left breast
before kissing and sucking on her nipple.  He kissed and licked across her
chest to the right titty before giving it the same treatment.

   Taylor could feel her vagina turn juicy, just like Morgan had described.
Her clitoris was tingling as Xander his tongue laved and he kissed her
titties.  How far could she allow this boy to go?  They had reached second
base already.  That probably should be her limit today.

   Xander switched back to deep kissing Taylor after giving her chest his
attention for a few minutes.  He continued to feel her up as they Frenched.
Taylor fidgeted on boner as they kissed.  Xander suggested, "Could we lay
down?  Would that be more comfortable?"

   "Maybe," Taylor allowed.  She allowed Xander to lower her onto her back.
He ended up between her legs.  He stretched over her body and went back to
kissing.  One hand on a titty, the other balancing him so his chest just
rubbed against hers without pressing his weight into her.  Their natural
movements rubbed her hard nipples against his chest, further enflaming both
teens.

   Taylor was curious about the lump in Xander's lap.  She slipped one hand
down to feel it.  Xander shuddered as her hand rubbed and then clasped his
erection through the thin cloth of his shorts.  Morgan was right.  A boy's
dick was huge!

   Taylor thought about how big a Tampax was when she inserted one during
her period.  She had experimented a few times with stuffing a finger inside
her vagina too.  Both were much smaller than what Xander was sporting
between his legs.  Taylor felt her insides juicing more as she felt up this
boy's dick.

   Xander recognized the sign when Taylor felt his boner.  He executed the
next step on his brother's seduction sequence.  He slid his hand down onto
Taylor's womanhood.  Partly by chance, partly by imitating his brother's
actions, Xander's thumb landed directly on Taylor's clitoris.  He rubbed
her womanhood, his thumb causing exquisite friction on her clitoris. 
Taylor nearly came from this contact.

   "I could do this better if you took off your shorts," Xander suggested.

   Taylor's conscious brain screamed, `No.  Too far.  We need to stop now!'
Shocking herself, she squeaked, "Yes, please do."

   Xander crawled off her and sat up between her legs.  He undid the button
and unzipped her shorts.  She raised her butt off the ground to allow the
boy to pull her shorts off.  He deposited them on the ground beside her
shirt.  Xander pushed her thin white panties aside as he repositioned his
hand on her womanhood again.  He slid his fingers up and down her slot
while his thumb rested on her clitoris.  Taylor was sloppy and dripping
with juices.  Xander knew from watching Westin that this meant Taylor's
body was preparing for sex.

   Xander was shocked at how far he had gotten with Taylor.  He would have
been happy just with making out.  Second base was certainly fun.  Now he
was standing on third base and staring at home.  Could he really hit the
home run?  Would Taylor allow him to fuck her?  He followed Westin's
seduction plan.  He minimized playing with her clitoris for a couple
minutes while he played with the rest of her cooch.  He tried to steel his
nerves for the next step.  After a couple minutes he decided he was ready
to try.

   "Could you take off your panties?" Xander asked politely.

   Even though her brain screamed, `No!' she replied, "Yes." She raised her
butt off the ground while Xander pulled her last bit of clothing off her.
She was naked and helpless before this boy.  She fully expected Xander to
drop his own shorts now and try to stick that big dick in her.  She was
frightened but so lust filled that she couldn't deny him.

   Xander bent down, sucked in a big breath and started licking at her
slot. To his pleasant surprise, he found he liked the taste of Taylor.  He
licked enthusiastically, from the hole he found at the bottom of her slot
the whole way up to her clitoris.  He worked up and down for a minute or
so. Taylor used her hands to press his head down and force that wonderful
tongue to continue licking.  Finally Xander forced his head up.

   "Can I finger your hole?" he asked politely.

   "Whatever," Taylor gasped.  Her clitoris was tingling worse.  She
expected a massive orgasm to hit her any second.  "Do it!"

   Xander carefully wormed his index finger into her body.  He went back to
licking and sucking at her pussy while he finger fucked the girl.  Unknown
to Taylor, Xander executed the next step in his brother's seduction plan.
He used his free hand to slip his own shorts off so he was as naked as
Taylor.  He increased his finger fucking and licking, finally applying his
tongue all around her clitoris.

   "Ohh... oooh... ohhh... God!" Taylor gasped.  She panted and grunted
incoherently as Xander brought her to climax.  "OOOooooohhhhHHHH...
CHRIST!" she shrieked as her body exploded into orgasm.  Xander felt her
pussy walls clench the invading finger.  He stopped licking her, as he had
seen his brother do before.  He sat back and watched as she climaxed, his
finger embedded in her pussy the only connection.  After about thirty
seconds of pure pleasure, the feeling subsided.

   Xander kept his finger inside Taylor as she recovered.  He stretched his
body over hers again, propping himself up on one elbow.  "Did you enjoy
that?" Xander asked.

   "That was amazing," Taylor gasped.  "Thank you." He leaned down and they
engaged in deep kisses again.  Xander kept one finger inside her hole while
they kissed.  He allowed his torso to drop down and rest against Taylor's
slot.  His dick fit snuggly between the folds of her labia.  He hunched his
hips back and forth, picking up lubrication from her secretions.

   Xander was winging it now.  Westin always had thrown him out of the
family room before Westin fucked his girlfriend.

   "Do you want more?" Xander asked.

   "More?" Taylor asked.  Her brain, high on the endorphins released during
her orgasm, made no complaint.  Her body?  It craved more of this.  "Yes,
please."

   He sawed his dick up and down her dripping slot as he finger fucked
Taylor with his index finger.  After about ten seconds, he dipped his hips
low and grasped his erection with the remaining fingers not stuffed in her
pussy.  He guided his dick forward until the tip rested beside the finger
in her hole.  He gave her a couple more finger fucks, wiggled the finger
and then withdrew it.

   Taylor stared into Xander's eyes as she felt the finger pull out.  She
assumed his replaced his finger with his thumb, because whatever it was
now, was larger than the finger.  She smiled as he pushed in deeper.  He
thrust again, burying another inch into Taylor's belly.  She slid her hands
down his back.  To her surprise, she found bare butt cheeks.  When had
Xander gotten naked?

   Xander hunched his butt again, forcing another inch of dick into his
lover.  He was surprised.  He had expected to hit her hymen by now but
nothing obstructed his penetration except the tightness of her pussy. 
Taylor finally felt a twinge of pain briefly as his thrusts stretched what
little hymen she had to shreds.

   Taylor stared up at Xander, the man who took her virginity.  Her brain
screamed, `He shouldn't do this!  Make him pull out!' Her animal was in
control, not her consciousness.  That dick was exactly where it was
supposed to be and she wanted more of it and now!

   "Are you OK?" Xander asked.

   "Keep going," Taylor answered, giving him a strained smile.  Xander
thrust hard, bumping his pubic bone against hers as he bottomed out.  He
held his dick in place without moving as he observed Taylor's reaction.

   Half an hour ago she was complaining she had never been kissed.  Now she
had been kissed, deep kissed, had a guy feel her titties, had her pussy
eaten and now was fucking.  How had all this happened so quickly?  She gave
Xander another smile.  "Go ahead.  This feels nice."

   Xander began stroking his dick in and out of Taylor pussy, slowly at
first but slowly gaining confidence and pace.  Soon he was fucking her to
2/4 time.  He knew because the beat from this one song with a heavy
baseline stuck in his head as he thrust, stroked and humped into his lover.

   Xander and Taylor were fortunate that this fuck would culminate in
Xander's third come for the day.  He had wacked off once when he showered
in the morning.  He came again less than an hour ago when Westin fucked
Emily.  He lasted far longer than any first timer should last.  He probably
screwed Taylor for about five minutes before his balls pulled tight and his
own orgasm exploded.  His dick pumped spurt after spurt of semen and sperm
into his lover's vagina.

   Taylor felt his dick swell and explode when he orgasmed.  She counted
the pulses as it seeded her with his come.  She counted six strong pulses
before it slowed.  Vaguely, her conscious brain tried to warn her this was
bad, but the animal instinct that drove both teens was firmly in control.

   Xander slumped onto Taylor's body, spent by his orgasm and his
exertions. Taylor enjoyed the feeling of the boy pinning her down.  Taylor,
at 5'-3" and 105 pounds was nearly the same size as Xander, who was 5'-4 ½"
and 102 pounds.  Taylor hugged Xander to her body as the two recovered from
sex and enjoyed the physical intimacy that went with sex.

   Finally Xander climbed off Taylor.  He sported an erection again.  The
perpetually horny teen had gotten hard while the couple shared the intimate
afterglow from their intercourse.  It shimmered in the afternoon sun from
the lubrication and come that coated it.

   The two heard some yelling in the distance.  Some of the guys were
running this way.  Xander had his shorts back on in two seconds.  He handed
pieces of clothing to Taylor as she dressed.  Matt Hill raced into the
meadow carrying the skins' flag just as Taylor pulled her shirt down.  He
dodged a tag attempt by Xander.  He managed to tag Taylor and evade
Xander's second tag attempt.  The two raced for home territory pursued by
Aiden, Nick and Xander.

   Lovers a few minutes earlier, the two teens were back to normal, just
playing games with their friends as teens do.  The group managed two more
rounds of Capture the Flag before it was time for everyone to head home for
dinner.

   "Are we still on for the date on Saturday night?" Taylor asked as
everyone was leaving for home.  They were the last two at the monument in
the park.

   "Hell yeah," Xander agreed.  "Maybe more of the other thing too."

   "I would like that," Taylor agreed.  The exchanged a deep kiss before
parting.

   -----oooOooo----

   After dinner Xander stopped by Westin's room to talk.  "I know I get on
your nerves sometimes but I want to thank you for being a good big brother.
I owe you big time for everything I've learned from you."

   "Learned from me?" Westin asked blankly.

   "Well, about girls for one thing," Xander explained.  "Thanks for
allowing me to watch you talk a girl into bed.  Your technique worked to
perfection."

   "My technique?" Westin asked.

   "I followed what you do when you are trying to coax a girl into bed with
you," Xander explained.  "I got laid for the first time today."

   "Little brother got laid?" Westin asked.  "Good for you.  What type of
protection did you use?"

   "Protection?" Xander asked.

   "Duh!  A rubber," Westin said.  "That thing that keeps you from knocking
up your girlfriend."

   "Knocking up?" Xander asked.  His face drained.  "I never saw you using
rubbers."

   "I almost always use rubbers," Westin replied.  "I always throw you out
of the room before we get it on."

   "But two weeks ago," Xander stammered.

   "Two weeks ago?" Westin asked.  "Were you spying on us?"

   Xander gulped hard.  "Yes.  You didn't use a rubber when I watched you
do Emily then."

   "It was the day after she finished her period," Westin explained.  "The
chances of knocking her up then are nearly zero.  Do you know when your
girl will have her period?"

   "Um... no," Xander admitted.

   "So you fucked this girl without protection, completely disregarding the
chances of her getting knocked up?" Westin said.

   "Yeah... I guess so," Xander agreed.  "What do I do now?"

   "Talk with the girl," Westin said.  "Find out when she had her last
period."

   "What will that tell us?" Xander asked.

   "Two weeks before her next period is due is when she is most likely
fertile," Westin explained.  "Girl's periods can be a little irregular but
generally that means two weeks after her last period is a bad time to skip
birth control.  Generally you give yourself at least a week on either side
of the line for safety."

   "So what if we did it at the wrong time of month?" Xander pleaded.

   "I guess the morning after pill," Westin suggested.  "It is meant for
mistakes like this one."

   "I'm just a kid," Xander protested.  "Can I get that?"

   "Google the information, bro," Westin said.  "I aim to be safe every
time.  I've never had a girl need the morning after pill."

   "OK," Xander said dejectedly.  He went back to his room and Googled
pregnancy and the morning after pill.  He had no idea if the information
was good or bad.  He needed more information from Taylor.  He texted her
and asked her to meet at the monument in the park.  She texted back that
she would see him in fifteen minutes.  Xander let his parents know where he
was going and took off to meet Taylor.

   She was waiting at the monument when he arrived.  She gave him an
enthusiastic kiss with plenty of tongue to greet her lover.

   "We may have a problem," Xander said.  "Are you on birth control?"

   "Birth control?" Taylor said.  "I'm just a kid."

   "Who has periods, I assume," Xander said.  "When was your last period?"

   "It finished the twelfth," Taylor answered.

   "The beginning?"

   "It started on the eighth," Taylor answered.  The current day was August
22nd.  It didn't take Xander long to do the math.  Fourteen.  That was not
a good number.

   "When do you expect your next period?"

   "Um... around the 5th of September," Taylor answered.  "Sometimes they
vary by a few days."

   "I'm am sorry," Xander apologized.  "We are screwed."

   "I know," Taylor teased.  "It was fun."

   "No, you don't get it," Xander said.  "We had sex.  I shot my sperm in
your belly.  You very likely are fertile right now.  I may have gotten you
pregnant today."

   "I'm too young to be pregnant," Taylor said.  "I'm not even fourteen
yet."

   "You know about Haley Freeman, don't you?"

   "The kids passed around this nasty rumor that she was pregnant last
spring," Taylor said.  "Kids can be really cruel."

   "I am know Caleb Fletcher," Xander said.  "He is the one who got her
pregnant."

   "She isn't pregnant now," Taylor protested.

   "Because Caleb had to pay for her abortion," Xander said.  "I am sorry
for being so careless.  I never thought about protection.  Everything felt
so good I just couldn't stop."

   "I knew in my head I should make you stop, but I couldn't," Taylor
agreed.  "It just felt so damned good I couldn't allow you to stop.  How
bad is the chance I am pregnant?"

   "I came in you almost exactly two weeks before your next period," Xander
said.  "The internet says that is the worst possible time for us to do what
we did.  It might be a 30-50% chance that you get pregnant."

   "50%?" Taylor gasped.  "Now what?"

   "My brother suggested we get you the morning after pill?"

   "When?  Where?" Taylor asked.

   "I guess the morning after we fucked," Xander said.  "Can you meet me
here at 9:00 AM tomorrow?  I will find out where we can get the pill in the
meantime."
"9:00 AM, OK," Taylor agreed.

   ?  Chapter 2

   ----------------

   Xander went home and Googled pregnancy and the morning after pill.  He
found most any pharmacy would sell it.  Taylor wouldn't need a doctor's
prescription to get the emergency pill.  He found out that chances of
preventing pregnancy was nearly 90%.  That was encouraging.  Unfortunately,
the pill wouldn't do any good if his sperm had fertilized a mature egg in
Taylor's belly.  If the sperm found and fertilized an egg before she took
the pill, they were royally fucked.

   Taylor did similar searches online at her house.  She found similar
information.  Taylor found a list of symptoms that indicated a female was
fertile.  She checked what she could of the ten symptoms.  Two fingers up
her vagina found her cervix high and soft like an ear lobe instead of low
and tight like her nose.  The mucus in her cervix was clear, slippery and
stringy like egg whites.  She had tender breasts.

   She definitely was horny, but that wasn't conclusive.  She had loved
screwing and wanted more of that fun.  Taylor did feel a little bloated. 
She hadn't noticed a pain in her side, nausea or any spots of blood.  She
met five of the ten symptoms and couldn't judge two more.

   Both teens tossed and turned before they finally fell asleep.  Sometime
after midnight Taylor woke with a sharp pain in her left side that subsided
quickly.  She fell asleep again without really remembering the pain.

   While the no longer innocent teen slept her body did its work.  The pain
was a mature egg breaking loose from her left ovary.  The egg floated down
her fallopian tube for its rendezvous with Xander's sperm.

   Xander may have been an immature young teen barely starting puberty. 
His sperm on the other hand, was mature and fully ready to fulfill their
purpose.  They were capable of swimming through Taylor's cervix, up her
uterus and the flooding both fallopian tubes with millions of sperm.  The
sperm and egg met somewhere in her left tube.  Sperm after sperm tried to
burrow into the tough coating around her egg, without success.  Finally one
broke through.  The egg sucked the contents of the spermatozoa into the egg
and merged half of Xander's DNA with half of Taylor's DNA inside the cell.

   Fertilized, the cell was a zygote and a potential life.  The hair like
cilia pushed the fertilized egg down her fallopian tube towards her uterus.
The zygote split repeatedly as it journeyed down her fallopian tube.  The
only remaining question was whether the zygote would embed in Taylor's
uterus and become a viable person or was defective and wouldn't implant. 
The remnants would be flushed from her body in a few days.

   -----oooOooo----

   Xander and Taylor met at the monument the next morning at 9:00 AM.  The
rode their bikes to the nearest pharmacy.  They searched the aisles,
finding only the contraceptives rack.  Xander noted where it was.  He would
be needing to visit there one of these days.  He had no interest in going
through a pregnancy scare again.  Finally the two teens went up to the
front desk and asked for help.

   "We can't find... uh..." Xander stuttered to the older lady minding the
cash register.

   "Contraceptives, aisle 7," she offered helpfully.  Xander blushed
crimson.

   "Actually we need the morning after pill," Taylor said.

   "Oh..." the lady said.  "Young man, remember where the contraceptives
are for the next time.  We keep the morning after pill behind the counter.
I will get it for you."

   She returned a minute later with the box containing the pill.  Xander
paid for the drug.  The lady offered, "Remember, if things don't work out,
you can go to the local woman's clinic for help.  Good luck you two."

   "Thank you for your help," Xander replied, politely.  Taylor echoed his
thanks.  The two went outside and ripped the box open.  They read the
directions carefully.  It seemed simple enough.  Taylor took the pill. 
Everything else was up to fate.

   "What do you want to do now?" Taylor asked.

   "We could go over and hang out at the park," Xander suggested.

   "We could ride over to my house," Taylor added.  "Nobody is home."

   "Um... OK," Xander agreed.  He followed Taylor home.  She took him
upstairs to her bedroom.  The teens sat down on her bed.

   "I want to apologize for what I did yesterday," Xander said.  "I
shouldn't have tried to seduce you into sex.  I don't know if we were ready
for what we did."

   "I knew what you were doing, Xander," Taylor replied.  "My brain kept
telling me to make you stop.  I didn't want to stop.  I am at fault too.  I
read up online last night.  I have five of ten of the symptoms of a fertile
female.  One of the biggest ones is the being fertile makes a girl horny."

   "You get horny too?" Xander asked.  "I seem to be perpetually horny."

   "I think that goes with being a teen-aged boy," Taylor teased.

   "Still, I'm sorry for seducing you into sex," Xander aid.  "I should
have respected you more."

   "Don't beat yourself up," Taylor replied.  "I could have said no and
didn't.  I wanted to do what you did with me.  About an hour before we did
the deed, I had a long heart-to-heart talk with a girlfriend.  She and her
boyfriend just had sex and she told me all about how great it was.  I was
primed to want what we did before you ever laid eyes on me yesterday."

   "I know that feeling," Xander said.  "I watched my brother seduce his
girlfriend, right up until he kicked me out just before he stuck his dick
in her pussy.  I was horny as hell yesterday."

   "The animal instinct in us was running things yesterday," Taylor said.
"You're a guy programmed to get females pregnant.  I'm was a fertile girl
looking for a hunky guy to fuck me and get me pregnant.  Mother Nature was
running things yesterday."

   "Yeah, I guess you're right," Xander allowed.

   "Where did you learn to do all those things you did?" Taylor asked.

   "My big brother," Xander answered.  "He gets carried away with his
girlfriend and typically doesn't throw me out of the family room until he
is ready to ram his dick in his girl's pussy.  I have seen him seduce girls
a dozen times.  They all seem to enjoy what he does to them too."

   "I certainly enjoyed, what you did," Taylor said.  "I wouldn't mind
doing it again."

   "I can't argue with your there," Xander agreed.  "I'd love to do it
again."

   "So, what's stopping us?"

   "Um... you might get pregnant?" Xander offered.

   "I might already be pregnant," Taylor answered.  "If I am, screwing now
can't hurt anything.  You can't make me more pregnant.  If I am not
pregnant, I have the day after pill to protect us."

   "I don't know, Taylor," Xander responded.  "I don't think that us doing
it again and me dumping more sperm into your belly is the best way to
protect you."

   Taylor face fell.  "You're probably right.  We would be safer if you
didn't dump more sperm in me." The two were quiet for a moment.

   "I could ride back to the pharmacy and pick up rubbers," Xander offered.
"I know where they are now."

   "You could do that, couldn't you," Taylor agreed.  She gave Xander a big
smile.  "What are you standing around her for?  Get the rubbers and let's
get busy having our fun."

   "I'll be back in fifteen minutes," Xander said as he bolted for the
door. He raced over to the pharmacy and headed for Aisle 7, where the
contraceptives were displayed.  He had noted the rubbers were there during
the earlier visit but hadn't really looked over the display.  He was
shocked to find probably about twenty-five different types and styles of
rubber on display.  After reading about half a dozen, he just grabbed one
of the boxes holding a dozen rubbers.

   Xander took his merchandise to the front counter.  The older lady who
waited on him and Taylor was still manning the cash register.  She gave him
a smile as he handed her the boxes of rubbers.

   "It is a wise man who takes proper precautions," the lady said.  She
looked at the box and frowned.  "How do I ask this delicately?  You're a
young man, not fully grown, correct?"

   "Yes," Xander agreed.

   "Your... uh... endowment probably isn't the size of a full grown man
yet, is it?" she asked.  Xander blushed but nodded his head in agreement.
"Claire, could you man the register for a couple minutes.  Let's find you
something suitable to your body size."

   Xander followed the lady back to aisle 7.  She put his box of condoms
back on the shelf and looked over the display.  She found a box of a dozen
marked slim fit.  "These would be more suitable to you.  It is critical
that you have a snug fit on your... uh... endowment so the condom doesn't
pull off while you have intercourse with your girlfriend."

   "OK, thanks for your help," Xander said.  She took him back up front so
he could pay for the rubbers.  The saleslady asked, "Was yesterday your
first time?"

   "Um... yeah," Xander admitted.

   "This all new, fresh and extremely exciting," the lady said.  "Give your
girlfriend a break and pace yourselves.  You don't want to get carried away
and do this so often you make her sore down there."

   "I'll try to remember that," Xander promised.  "Thank you for your
help."

   He raced back to Taylor house on his bike.  Taylor met him at the front
door wearing a bath robe.  The sight of her in only the robe made his dick
go from semi-hard to painfully erect almost instantly.  Taylor led Xander
upstairs to her bedroom.  She dropped the robe to the floor.

   "Let's get you undressed so I am not the only naked person here," Taylor
said.  She helped him pull off this T-shirt.  She tried to tease and caress
his nipples while he tried to pull down his shorts.  They ended up tangled
together.  Taylor then pulled Xander's shorts off, revealing his 4 ½ inch,
steely hard dick.

   "May I touch it?" Taylor asked.  Xander smiled and nodded his approval.
She grasped his dick with her thumb and fingers, stroking them up and down
a little.  "It's hard and..."

   "It's called a boner for a reason," Xander said.

   "And yet it's soft outside," Taylor continued.  "It's really warm too."

   "Mmm... yeah," Xander agreed contentedly.  Having someone else stroke
your rod was nicer than doing it yourself.  Taylor wrapped the rest of her
fingers around his dick and stroked it harder.

   "OW!  Easy!  Too hard," Xander gasped.

   "I should have realized you would be sensitive there," Taylor responded.

   "It's OK."

   "No, I should have known," Taylor insisted.  "You seemed to know
instinctively that I was sensitive down there, especially around my
clitoris.  You used exactly the right amount of pressure to send me into
orbit yesterday."

   "Beginner's luck and me following my brother's example," Xander said. 
"Why don't we lay down and kiss for a bit?"

   "We can," Taylor agreed.  She let go of his dick and climbed into bed.
Xander laid down beside her, facing Taylor.  They kissed, experimentally at
first and then with tongue engaged.  Xander's weight rolled Taylor onto her
back.  Taylor draped his body on top of hers to reach that luscious mouth.
Her hard nipples pressed into the sensitive skin of his chest, further
enflaming his desire.

   The two teens made out for about five minutes when Taylor stopped the
kissing.  "I want to feel you stuff me again with that big dick of yours."

   "Now?" Xander asked, surprised that she proposed intercourse at all,
much less this quickly.  "My brother and his girlfriends usually spend more
time making out and playing before they get to the deed.  Are you sure you
are ready?"

   "You are hard," Taylor said.  "I want to feel you stuffing me full like
yesterday.  Why wait?"

   "OK, let me get the rubber," Xander said.  He hopped out of bed and tore
open the box of slim fit condoms.  He pulled out a foil packet and sat down
on the bed beside Taylor.  He tore the packet open and pulled out the latex
ring.  He stared at it for a few moments, clueless about what came next.

   "What's wrong?" Taylor asked.

   "I'm not sure how to put this on," Xander said.  "They didn't teach this
in Health class last year.  Westin says they teach boys how to put a rubber
on a banana in tenth grade Health class."

   "Does the box have directions?" Taylor asked.  Xander handed his girl
the box of condoms.  She read for a moment.

   "Put the rubber right on the end of your dick," Taylor instructed. 
Xander did as instructed.  "Roll the condom down the shaft of your dick."

   He tried to unroll it, but it wouldn't budge.  "Is it upside down?"
Taylor asked.

   "I don't know," Xander replied.  He turned the latex ring over and tried
again.  This time, the rubber unrolled, sheathing his dick with latex.  He
unrolled it until he reached the root of his dick.  The rubber felt funny,
hugging tight to his dick, just like the saleslady at the pharmacy said it
should.

   "OK, I'm ready," Xander announced.  Taylor lay on her back and spread
her legs wide open to receive Xander.  He got in position and swiped a
finger down her slot.  To his surprise, her folds of skin were only
slightly damp.  He tried to press his finger into her hole to guide his
dick.

   "Ow!" Taylor protested.  "Don't press so hard."

   "You aren't wet and slick like yesterday," Xander replied.  "We are
doing something wrong."

   "What?" Taylor asked.

   "I don't know," Xander replied.  "How about if I lick your pussy like
yesterday.  That will get you wetter."

   "OK, that felt really great when you did it yesterday," Taylor agreed.
Xander leaned down and began licking up and down Taylor's slot.  He
continued pressing and rubbing his finger around the opening of her hole.
Xander licked and teased around her pussy, bringing that wonderful tingle
back like yesterday.  She pressed her hands down on Xander's head as he
licked.

   He found her bump again and began licking around it too.  Taylor's body
had to be releasing juices because now she was much wetter than just the
saliva his tongue laid down.  Xander was able to work his finger into her
hole.  He began to finger fuck Taylor as his licking produced tingles and
then quivers as her body prepared for climax.

   Xander knew he was doing it right from Taylor's moans and how juicy she
was getting.  He continued licking and started teasing and the licking
directly on her bump.  About thirty seconds was all Taylor could stand.

   "ooooOOOOOHHH..." Taylor gasped in a rising wail.  Her orgasm flushed
through her body.  "FUCK!"

   Xander sat up and watched his girl enjoy the throes of her climax.  His
finger was still embedded in her pussy, which clenched and tugged on the
invader.  Wouldn't it feel really cool if that was his dick?  Xander
imagined.

   Taylor calmed down after fifteen or twenty seconds.  Xander crawled over
her, propping himself up on one elbow as he stared into Taylor's eyes.  She
smiled back.

   "Now you are ready to fuck," Xander declared.

   "You're damned right I am," Taylor agreed.  "Do it.  Do it now!"

   Xander slipped a hand between her bodies.  He felt down her slot until
he located her hole.  He hunched his hips and brought his dick closer to
its target.  His hand guided it home.  His latex sheathed dickhead rested
against Taylor's tight opening.

   "You ready?" he asked.  She grinned and nodded yes.  Xander hunched his
hips forward and forced his dick up inside his lover.  It took three or
four thrusts before his pubic bone bounced against Taylor's.

   "Are you OK?"

   "I am great," Taylor replied.  "Stuffed full and loving every inch of
it."

   "I'll start moving," Xander replied.  He started stroking his dick in
and out of his girl.  He fell into a comfortable rhythm quickly.  Taylor
started pressing back as he stroked his dick in and out, furthering the
pleasure for both teens.  Fucking with a rubber felt less stimulating than
when they did it without protection yesterday.  Still it felt nice.  The
comfort of knowing you weren't going to get your partner pregnant made the
rubber tolerable.

   Xander felt the first tingle of his orgasm after about two minutes of
fucking.  He slowed his pace and tried to will himself to hold off.  After
half a minute he went back to a faster pace.  He needed to back off twice
more before the need to ejaculate overcame him.

   Xander grunted as he hunched his hips hard into his lover one more time
and froze.  Xander's dick belched out semen and sperm, filling the end of
the rubber.  Taylor felt the throb from his cock but missed the warm,
juiciness that announced his orgasm yesterday.  She felt the same as
Xander. The rubber was bearable but not ideal.  Skin on skin had been more
fun.

   Xander collapsed when his dick was spent.  Taylor held him and caressed
his sides as he recovered from his orgasm.

   "That was nice," Taylor purred to her lover.

   "It was," Xander agreed.

   "You were right about me not being ready," Taylor remarked.  "You know
so much more about sex than me."

   "I don't know that much," Xander answered.  "I just know what works for
my brother.  Making all this work yesterday and today's is really
beginner's luck.  I'd love to know more about having sex so I can make it
fun for both of us." Xander giggled.  "I wonder what we might learn if we
Goggled `sexual intercourse'.  It might be real interesting."

   "I can't," Taylor said.  "My parents check my history regularly. 
Anyway, the `Kids Safe' monitor program would block a search like that."
Xander laughed.

   "Kids Safe?  I can beat that," he bragged.  "I can clean up your history
too.  Your parents will never know where we've been browsing."

   "Really?"

   "Sure, let me show you," Xander said.  He stood up on his knees and
pulled his dick out of Taylor.  The horny fourteen-year-old was still hard
after coming.  Taylor's tight pussy still tried to pull the rubber of as he
withdrew.  He managed to grab the ring of latex and slide out without
spilling anything.

   "That was close," Xander said as he held the rubber onto his dick.  A
couple inches of rubber, containing all his sperm, drooped off the end of
his dick.

   "What?" Taylor asked.

   "It almost slipped off when I pulled out," Xander explained.

   "Let's be careful," Taylor said.  She reached for a tissue as Xander
pulled the rest of the rubber off his dick.  She wrapped it in the tissue
and tossed it in her waste can.  Xander hopped out of bed and followed
Taylor over to her computer.  She pulled another chair over for Xander.

   The two teens plopped down in front of her computer bare-assed naked as
the day they were born.  Taylor fired up her computer and logged on.

   "Let me have the controls," Xander said.  She slid the keyboard and
mouse over to him.  She couldn't follow all of what he did as he brought up
the settings in her computer and went to work.  He rebooted.  To her
surprise, there was a new login icon, titled "FoxyLady." Xander clicked on
it and typed in a password.  A clean Windows 7 desktop appeared.

   Taylor was surprised to see her background picture and icons gone from
the screen.  "What did you do?"

   "I created a new user with administrative rights," Xander explained. 
"Kids Safe doesn't know about FoxyLady and won't block any website we want
to search.  The admin rights will allow me to clear your browser history
and hide where we go."

   "You really know a lot about computers," Taylor said.  "I never knew
that."

   "It's a hobby I enjoy," Xander said.  Taylor gave Xander a kiss on the
cheek.

   "I am glad you know computers so well," she added.  "What do we want to
search for first?"

   Googling "sexual intercourse" led to sites about your first time, sexual
positions, pregnancy chances, birth control and more.  The two teens spent
over an hour browsing and learning more about human sexuality than they
knew was possible.  They found their way to sites with photos of adult and
older teen couples screwing.  They even found pictures of two guys fucking
one girl, a dick in each hole.

   "I can't believe people really do that," Taylor gasped when she saw the
picture.

   "People can be really kinky," Xander answered.  He tried to remember the
one search he had done a few days earlier.  Finally he remembered and
showed Taylor just how shocking humans could be.  The site showed "furry"
videos.  He clicked on one he watched previously.  The images were fuzzy
but you could make out a lady rubbing her dog's belly until it's penis
popped out and grew to a full sized doggy erection.  The lady sat down on
the dog's dick and began bouncing up and down.

   "Oh... my... God!" Taylor gasped.  "She is fucking her dog!"

   "People can be kinky can't they?"

   "I never... ever would have imagined that was possible or that people
actually do it," Taylor said.  "Turn it off.  I've seen too much.  Don't
you have any more normal videos?"

   "We can search," Xander replied.  He soon found more conventional sex
video sites.  They watched as couples fucked each other.  They browsed more
sites, fascinated by what they found.  The sound of two phones buzzing
brought them back to reality.

   Both teens received the same text.  "CAP FLAG 3PM?  BILLY"

   "You up for it?" Taylor asked.

   "I am if you are," Xander agreed.  "Maybe one of us can be jailor and
the other the prisoner when we play."

   "You have a dirty mind," Taylor replied.  "I like it." Both teens texted
Billy to report they were in for the game later in the afternoon.  They
noticed it was after 12:30.

   "Do you want some lunch?" Taylor asked.  "I need you to keep up your
strength if you are going show me what you learned on-line this afternoon
before the Capture the Flag game."

   "Sure, that sounds good," Xander agreed.  They pulled on their clothes
and went downstairs.  Taylor made her lover a sandwich and heated soup in
the microwave.  They gobbled down the food and finished it off with a slice
of cake for each.  They teens raced back to Taylor's bedroom to practice
the skills they had Googled in the morning.

   The biggest thing they learned was foreplay.  Xander's brother Westin
was dead right about that.  The more foreplay the better for both partners.
They stripped down again and hopped into bed.  They made out for fifteen or
twenty minutes before graduating to Xander playing with Taylor's breasts
and Taylor playing with Xander's pecs and nipples.  Xander fingered Taylor
to one orgasm and then ate her out for a second.

   Taylor's pussy was drenched and dripping when Xander finally impaled her
on his latex covered rod.  He thrust and stroked away lustily.  He had come
once in the shower in the morning and again when he fucked Taylor before
lunch.  He had uncommon staying power for a young, inexperienced lover.

   Taylor loved every stroke of the pounding he was giving her.  After
about five minutes she felt her clitoris tingle.  Xander was rubbing it
often as he stroked in and out.  After a couple more minutes of
stimulation, Taylor shrieked and clasped her lover as another orgasm swept
over her.  Xander felt her pussy clench and milk at his boner.  He was
getting tired but wasn't real close to coming.  He continued pounding into
his lover for a few more minutes before he finally blasted a load of semen
and sperm into his rubber.  He collapsed on top of Taylor, sweaty and
panting from his exertions.

   Taylor hugged the tired boy to her sweaty body.  She plastered his face
with little kisses to thank him for the amazing time he had given her.  She
realized sex was a drug and she was addicted for life.  Xander finally
regained awareness and returned her kisses.  They couple rolled to their
sides, still connected by Xander's nearly perpetual hard-on.

   Xander remembered the one website that counseled the man to cuddle and
hold his girl after sex was finished.  He was quite contented to stay
exactly where he was holding and kissing Taylor.  She was equally delighted
at the connection to her lover.

   "Who knew that sex was this much fun?" Taylor asked.

   "Grown-ups," Xander answered.  "If they told us, they would never, ever
get us out of bed."

   "That's for sure," Taylor agreed.  "Do we really need to go over and
play capture the flag this afternoon?  My parents don't get home until
after five.  We could probably do it another time or two, if you wanted."

   "We probably should go join our friends," Xander said.  "What would they
think if both of us blew off the game?"

   "Probably something scandalous, like you and I are having sex," Taylor
responded.

   "But we are having sex," Xander said.

   "They don't need to know that," Taylor said.  "I guess I answered my own
question.  We need to go over to the park and join our friends so they
don't get the right idea about us."

   "Yeah, I think so," Xander replied.

   Xander's erection finally wilted.  Both teens heard the plop as his dick
slipped out of Taylor's pussy.  She felt liquid running down into her ass
crack and down her leg immediately.

   "Are you still wearing the rubber?" Taylor asked, beginning to panic. 
Xander rolled on his back, revealing a semi-turgid dick mostly covered by a
slimy rubber holding his semen and sperm.

   "I got it," Xander said as he stared down his torso.  Relaxing again,
Taylor handed Xander a tissue.  He pulled the slimy rubber off and wrapped
it in the tissue.  He shot and hit the wastebasket, making a thunk as it
hit the metal bottom of the can.

   "What is going to happen if the pill I took this morning doesn't work?"
Taylor asked.

   "It will work," Xander replied.  "It works 90% of the time.  Those are
great odds."

   "But if it doesn't?" Taylor asked again.  "What happens if I get
pregnant?"

   "You won't," Xander promised.  "If the worst happens, you can do like
Haley Freeman and get an abortion.  I have some money saved.  I could pay
for it."

   "I can't do that," Taylor said.  "My family believes abortion is wrong."

   "OK," Xander said.  "I guess our choices will be adoption or we keep the
baby.  Would your parents help you raise it?"

   "Would yours?" Taylor asked.

   "Probably, I don't know for sure," Xander answered.  "Whatever happens,
I will be there beside you through all of this."

   "You promise?" Taylor asked.

   Xander made the Boy Scout sign and answered, "I promise on my honor as a
Scout."

   "You wouldn't deny all this happened and abandon me?"

   "What kind of friend would I be if I did that?" Xander asked.  "Any way,
what would be the point?  Nine months from now if a baby is born, they will
do a test and confirm that I am the father.  Why lie about it?  Anyway, I
swore I would not be like my own father.  I will be there for my kids."

   "What do you mean?" Taylor asked.  "I just saw you with your dad a
couple days ago."

   "Stephen Freeman is my step- and adoptive father," Xander explained. 
"My real father divorced my mother when I was three or four.  I haven't
seen him in ten years."

   "I had no idea," Taylor said.

   "I don't like to talk about him very much," Xander said.

   "What's is your real name?" Taylor asked.

   "Xander Ferguson is my real name," Xander replied.  "The adoption
changed my name from my birth name, Xander Andrews.  Stephen Ferguson
married Mom just before I started kindergarten.  He adopted Westin and me
right after the marriage."

   "Ferguson is the only name I ever remember hearing," Taylor said.  "We
were in kindergarten together.  Why didn't Mrs.  Hammond call you Xander
Andrews when school started?"

   "Adoption papers were already filed," Xander explained.  "Mom and Dad
insisted that the school use my new name rather than my old name when I
started.  I wasn't officially a Ferguson until almost Christmas that year."

   "I never knew any of this," Taylor said.  "It is quite a story."

   "I don't like to talk about it much," Xander said.  "I am glad that you
know.  I promise, if I got you pregnant from yesterday, I will be with you
through everything.  I'm only fourteen and don't have much, but I will do
everything I can to help."

   "I can't ask for more," Taylor said.  She glanced over at her alarm
clock.  It read 2:44 PM.  "I guess we better get dressed and head over to
the park."

   "Yeah, I guess so," Xander agreed.  "Why don't I leave now and you
follow a few minutes later.  I don't want any of the guys to realize we
spent the day together in your bedroom.  You know what they'll think."

   "That we did exactly what we did," Taylor teased.  "We screwed each
other's brains out.  It felt great too."

   "True, but not something they need to know," Xander said as he pulled on
his shirt.  Taylor dressed but put on another small T-shirt, like
yesterday's.  She skipped her training bra too.

   "You're going to make me perpetually horny," Xander said as he pulled
his shoes on.

   "Who taught me sex is fun?" Taylor retorted.  "You unleashed a huge need
in me and now you are going to have to satisfy this need."

   "God, I'll go broke buying rubbers or die from exhaustion," Xander
replied.  "I'll see you at the park."

   "What a way to go," Taylor added.  "Maybe you can be my jailor again."

   "Oh God help me," Xander laughed as he left.  He biked over to the park
by a circuitous route so his friends wouldn't know he was coming from the
direction of Taylor's house.  The gang was gathering.  Mike Davis, Jaden
Ross and Drew McKeown made it today.  The Sanders twins and Nick Kenyon
were busy that afternoon.

   The group divided up into teams.  Xander didn't comment but smiled
silently to Taylor when they ended up on opposite teams again.  She pointed
towards the side of the field where they made love yesterday afternoon. 
Xander nodded in agreement.  Matt, Jake, Dustin, Ryan, Billy and Drew ended
up on Xander's team.  Brian, Taylor, Aaron, Dylan, Mike, Jaden and Aiden
made up the other team.  No one joked about making Taylor's team the skins
today.  Matt's team stripped their shirts off and piled them at the WWII
monument.  The teams separated to hide their flags and make plans.

   Xander volunteered to guard the jail as Matt handed out assignments.  On
the opposite side of the field, Taylor volunteered to scout for the skins'
flag to start the game.  The game started slower than the previous day. 
Billy's all-out attack plan was nixed.  Xander stayed towards the east end
of their territory watching for Taylor to make her move.

   "Hey Xander," Taylor called quietly.  "Over here." He turned suddenly,
shocked to see her behind him.  "I'm your prisoner.  Take me to jail and
have your way with me."

   "We have to make this look good," Xander whispered back.  "Hey everyone!
I got one over here!" Taylor took off running for her territory, closely
followed by Xander.  She tripped about half way to safety.  Xander tagged
her as Drew and Ryan ran to help with the capture.

   "Take her off to jail, Xander," Ryan said.  "We'll cover this end of the
field now."

   "Let's go, prisoner," Xander said as he helped Taylor up off the ground.
The two hurried back to the meadow.

   "Come here, lover," Taylor said as soon as they settled.  The couple
embraced and began making out, standing.  Soon they settled to the ground,
sitting and then laying side by side.  Taylor pulled her too-tight T-shirt
off after a couple minutes.  Xander took full advantage of her exposed
breasts.  After a minute or so, Taylor suggested they drop with shorts. 
The naked girl lay on her back while her lover sprawled in the grass
between her legs.

   Xander licked, sucked and finger fucked her until she came again.  Five
orgasms in a single day blew Taylor away.  She never had experienced
anything so sweet.  "Get the rubber, lover.  I need you to fill me again."

   "Can do," Xander agreed.  He found one of the rubbers, tore the packet
open and unrolled the sheath of latex over his dick.  "Ready?"

   "Oh, yeah!" Taylor agreed.  "Stick it in and fuck me good." Xander did
exactly that.  He clambered over Taylor and notched his dick at her hole.
The hard thrust buried his teen dick fully into her pussy.  He started
stroking and thrusting, trying to deliver as much pleasure to her as she
was giving him.

   Billy was suspicious of the quiet back towards the jail.  He and Drew
went back to check out Xander, to makes sure he had his prisoner properly
guarded.  They were at the edge of the woods when they spotted the two
about fifty feet away in the meadow.  Their backs were to Billy and Drew.

   "Holy shit!" Drew whispered.

   "I don't fucking believe this," Billy added quietly.

   "Are they really... uh... you know... doing it?" Drew asked.  Drew was
one of the youngest kids in the group.  His thirteenth birthday was a week
away and he had just finished seventh grade in the spring.

   "They are both naked," Billy said.  "He is on top of the girl and his
butt is pumping up and down.  Yeah, I would say they are really fucking."

   "We better go before we get caught," Drew said.

   "Wait, I've never seen this for real before," Billy said.

   "I haven't either," Drew agreed.  They two stared as Xander continued to
fuck Taylor merrily.  The couple was unaware they had been caught and had
an audience.  Xander merrily stroked away, screwing his girl.  Billy and
Drew could hear Taylor encouraging him to continue fucking her.  There was
no question they were enjoying what they were doing.

   Billy pulled Drew away after about five minutes of watching the two. 
When they were further away, Billy commented, "I can't believe Xander has
the fucking balls to screw Taylor in the middle of a game where anyone
could see them."

   "He has balls," Drew said.  "They were right there for us to see."

   Matt asked, "Does Xander have the prisoner secured?" when the two got
back to their headquarters.

   "He's got her completely covered," Drew allowed before laughing.

   "Completely pinned down," Billy added.  "She isn't going anywhere."

   "That's good," Matt said.  He sent Billy and Drew forward for a raid to
draw the shirts away while he and Jake went after the flag or the prisoners
in shirts' jail.  Ryan and Dustin had managed to get themselves caught.

   Xander screwed Taylor for a good ten or twelve minutes.  This was his
fourth time going for a climax that day, so he needed a lot of stimulation
to reach orgasm.  They kissed and cuddled for a couple minutes.  One
unexpected problem was what to do with the used, slimy rubber.  Neither
teen had tissues.  They couldn't litter and leave it in the meadow. 
Finally Xander knotted the disgusting thing and stuffed it in his shorts
pocket.  He had better be sure he pulled it out when he got home.  No
telling what his Mom would do is she found it in his pocket when she did
the laundry.

   "We better get dressed before someone else gets caught and sent to
jail," Xander suggested.

   "The last thing we need is everyone finding out what we've been doing,"
Taylor agreed.

   The two teens thought their timing was perfect.  Two minutes after
getting dressed, Jake brought in Dylan and Mike.  They took seats on the
ground beside Taylor.  Xander stood guard.

   "You two look like you're worn out," Mike commented.  "You're drenched
in sweat."

   "Yeah, I led Xander on quite a chase before he nailed me, Taylor replied
innocently.

   Matt and Jake managed to break Dustin and Ryan free from jail.  The four
overwhelmed the shirts defenders and carried their flag back to skins
territory, ending the first round.  The kids played two more rounds of the
game before it was time for everyone to head home for dinner.  Billy made
sure he assigned Xander to offense for the next two games.

   Taylor got caught early again.  She was shocked to find Drew guarding
her instead of Xander.  Drew tried to think of things to talk about in
hopes of convincing Taylor to let him do what he had watched Xander do to
her.  The tongue-tied pre-teen had little chance of seducing her into
having sex with him.  He was barely 5'-0" tall and weighed maybe 90 pounds,
soaking wet.  Some baby fat bulged around his waist.  His chest was flat
and displayed ribs, rather than muscles.

   The group enjoyed their afternoon of running and fun.  They parted for
home a little before five o'clock.  Purposely, Xander and Taylor lingered
at the monument, talking about school's start next week.  After everyone
else had left, she asked, "Do you want to meet somewhere for more fun after
dinner?"

   "Maybe we better cool it," Xander said.  "We screwed three times in one
day.  I hope I didn't make you sore down there."

   "I feel fine," Taylor said.  "Do you want to get together tomorrow after
breakfast?"

   "That would be cool," Xander agreed.  "I'll call you tonight." The two
exchanged a kiss before heading in opposite directions for their homes.

   Chapter 3

   ----------------

   Xander bumped into Billy Smith about a block from the park.  Billy waved
Xander to a stop.  He pulled his bike off the road beside Billy's.  The two
boys stood straddling their bikes.

   "So, how long have you been screwing Taylor Wyatt?" Billy asked.

   "What?" Xander protested through his shock.  "Where did you get such a
crazy idea?"

   "From standing at the edge of the woods and watching you fuck her in the
meadow we use for a jail this afternoon," Billy said.

   "Shit!  Does anyone else know?"

   "Drew was with me when we saw you," Billy said.

   "You have to keep this secret," Xander begged.  "We don't need the whole
world knowing what we are doing."

   "This is massively juicy gossip," Billy replied.  "Why should I keep it
quiet?"

   "I don't know," Xander pleaded.  "Cause you're my friend?"

   "There is that," Billy agreed.  "I need something.  Tell me how you went
from a tongue-tied fool who couldn't even ask a girl for a date last spring
to someone who could sweet talk a girl into allowing him to screw her."

   "I can tell you but I don't know if it will help you get laid," Xander
replied.  "It's almost supper time and I have to get home.  Why don't you
come over after dinner and we'll ride somewhere and find some privacy.  I
tell you what I can then.  Can you keep our secret until then?"

   "I will," Billy agreed.

   Xander was quiet at the Ferguson family's supper.  Westin sensed his
nervousness.  No one else noticed.  Gabriel, their nine-year-old brother,
chattered on about things he and his friends did at day care that day. 
Westin asked Xander to stop by his room after dinner.

   "What did you find out about the chick you nailed yesterday?" Westin
asked after Xander shut the door.

   "Everything is good," Xander said.  "She got the morning after pill this
morning.  Chances are only about 10% that I got her pregnant."

   "When is her next period?" Westin demanded.

   "Um... she said early September.  Like the fifth, I think," Xander
answered.  Westin did a quick calculation.

   "Damn, that is too close.  You have got to be careful if you're going
screw around with girls.  Yesterday was right in the middle of her danger
zone.  You need protection if you fuck'em when they aren't safe."

   "I got rubbers at the pharmacy today too," Xander said.  "Slim fit ones
for protection."

   "Yeah, you're still a little dude, aren't you?" Westin said.  "Make sure
you always wrap your dick when you screw during their unsafe time."

   "When is the unsafe time?" Xander asked.

   "Three or four days after their period ended is safe," Westin said. 
"The next two weeks are the danger zone.  The last week before her next
period is safe too."

   "Thanks for helping," Xander said.  "I may tease you but you are a good
big brother."

   "Be safe," Westin said.  "Don't take more dumb chances."

   "I won't," Xander promised.

   Billy Smith arrived about half an hour after the Fergusons finished
dinner.  Billy and Xander decided to ride down to the ice cream shop for
shakes.  They could enjoy the creamy shakes while they talked.  The ice
cream shop was a ½ mile ride from Xander's house.  They grabbed a booth and
placed their orders.  They made small talk until the shakes arrived.

   "OK, now you spill the beans," Billy announced.  "How did you get Taylor
to allow you to screw her?"

   "Dumb luck," Xander answered.  "I will tell you what I did, but I don't
know if it will help you.  If I try to ask a girl for a date, I will still
be that hopeless klutz stuttering and babbling as I talk to her.  I was
able to talk with Taylor because she's Taylor, not some girl I don't know
or understand."

   "You sly dog," Bill responded.  "Bag the only girl in our gang of
friends.  That was smart.  But still, how did you convince her to allow you
to go all the way?  I figure kissing wasn't too hard.  I've made out with a
couple girls.  How did you get her to second base?  I've gotten slapped a
couple times for trying that move."

   "We just made out for quite a while," Xander said.  "I slipped a hand
down to her breast and she suggested we take her shirt off.  You need to
understand.  Taylor was horny yesterday afternoon.  I didn't need to coax
her much to do what we did."

   "She was horny?" Billy marveled.  "Man, we're you lucky.  Tell me blow
by blow how you did it."

   "Take your time and use lots of foreplay," Xander said.  "You know,
kissing, making out, feeling her up and then fingering and licking her
pussy.  It gets the girl ready for sex." Billy spent about twenty minutes
quizzing Xander step by step how the seduction played out.

   "You have to promise me you won't tell anyone what I told you," Xander
asked when he finished his story.

   Billy raised his hand in the Boy Scout sign.  He was a member of the Fox
Patrol in the local troop with Xander.  "I promise, on my honor, not to
tell anyone about you and Taylor screwing."

   "Thank you," Xander said.  "You are a good friend.

   -----oooOooo----

   Xander and Taylor talked in the evening and made plans for Wednesday. 
Xander came over after breakfast with his supply of rubbers.  The teens
spent the morning fucking and browsing on-line.  They found a couple
website showing sex positions.  They decided to give some of them a try. 
Xander liked doggie style but Taylor didn't like it so much.  Both loved
the spooning position they used just before lunch.  The expected text from
Billy Smith soliciting players for a game at the park came after lunch. 
Xander and Taylor both texted they were in.  Too many guys were being
dragged off to the mall for back to school shipping, so the gang wouldn't
get together that afternoon.  Xander and Taylor were fine with that.  They
wouldn't need to pretend to be jailor and prisoner.  They could screw to
their heart's content.

   They tried fucking standing up.  Both teens could see where this could
be useful if they wanted to get it on quickly.  School was starting in a
couple days and their long, lazy summer days were about to end.  Speed
might be useful if the need got too great.  They ended the afternoon trying
out cowgirl.  Both Xander and Taylor liked this position.

   Xander finally remembered he needed to get his Mom or Dad to drive him
and Taylor to the next town to the movies on Saturday night.  Over dinner
he announced, "I have a date with Taylor Wyatt Saturday night.  Mom, could
you or Dad give me a ride to and from the theater?"

   "Taylor?  She's nice girl," Mom said.

   "Cute too," Dad added.  "I am sure one of us could drive the two of you
to the movies."

   "I could help, if you want," Westin volunteered.  "Emily and I are going
over there anyway."

   "That would be fantastic, honey," Mom said.

   "Xander, make sure she doesn't have a real early curfew," Westin said.
"I don't want to cut short my date with Emily if she has to be home by 9:30
or 10:00 o'clock.  Remind her parents she is a high school kid if they
insist on an early curfew."

   "I will check with her tonight before Scouts," Xander agreed.  He called
Taylor right after dinner.

   "I am lining up a ride to the movies for our date on Saturday night,"
Xander explained.  "Do you have a curfew?"

   "Daddy always wants me home by ten o'clock," Taylor explained.  "He has
insisted on that since our group started doing group dates in seventh
grade."

   "My brother offered to drive us," Xander explained.  "Could you get your
curfew extended to eleven o'clock?  Westin's wants more time with Emily. 
He said you should remind your dad you are in high school now.  Eleven
o'clock or even midnight is a more common curfew for kids our age."

   "Give me a second to see," Taylor said.  She bounded downstairs to see
her father.  She batted her eyelashes at him.  "Can you extend my curfew on
Saturday night until eleven o'clock, Daddy?  Our ride is going to the
movies too and needs a later curfew time."

   "I don't know if that is a wise idea, honey," Mr.  Wyatt said.

   "We end up at the G rated kiddie movies if we have to be back by ten,"
Taylor protested.  "The ride back takes half an hour and none of the fun
movies end before 9:30 PM.  Anyway, eleven o'clock or midnight are more
realistic curfews for high school kids."

   "You're too young," Mr.  Wyatt protested.

   "Daddy, I start high school on Friday," Taylor said.  "I am a high
school student."

   "Who is your date?" Mr.  Wyatt asked.

   "Xander Ferguson," Taylor answered.

   "Xander?  Xander is a decent boy," Mr.  Wyatt said.  "I will allow the
eleven o'clock curfew."

   "Thank you, Daddy," Taylor said before giving her father a kiss on the
cheek.  "Thank you!"

   She raced back to her room and called Xander back.  "Eleven o'clock is
my curfew now."

   "Cool!  I'll see you after breakfast tomorrow," Xander promised.

   "I am looking forward to it," Taylor replied.

   Xander headed off to his Boy Scout meeting.  He was the assistant patrol
leader for the Fox Patrol, one of three patrols in their troop.  They had
an active outdoor program, going on campouts or trips every month.  They
spent a week at the local scout camp each summer.  Now that he was
fourteen, Xander had a chance for more fun.  The troop was taking the older
scouts down to the Florida Keys over Christmas vacation for a week of
sailing and snorkeling at the Florida Sea Base.  He couldn't wait for the
fun.

   -----oooOooo----

   Xander and Taylor got together at his house on Thursday.  They spent
most of the day in his room trying out different sex positions and
techniques.  They screwed four times during the day.  Taylor came half a
dozen times, twice from just vaginal stimulation.  The final sex act
culminated in both kids orgasming simultaneously.  They hoped to repeat
that feat again.  It felt spectacular.

   Xander rode his bike out to the pharmacy after dinner on Thursday night.
His supply of rubbers was down to one.  He bought another box of the slim
fits.  He also saw personal lubricant bottles sitting on the shelf beside
the rubbers.  He had heard of personal lubricant before but never
understood what you were lubricating.  Now he did.  He picked up a small
bottle in case he and Taylor wanted to screw in a hurry.  With school
starting he suspected they wouldn't have half an hour for foreplay every
time they shared their bodies.

   While the two teens spent their week screwing, a small zygote continued
its slow journey down Taylor's left fallopian tube.  It continued dividing
and dividing.  The cluster of cells grew as it developed.  Neither teen
suspected their danger.  Would the cluster of cells implant in her womb and
make Taylor pregnant?  Would it flush out, leaving them safe?  It was best
they didn't know.  There was nothing that could influence their fate. 
Mother Nature would determine whether they became teen parents or not.

   The school bus picked up a cluster of sixth and ninth grade students at
the corner at 7:12 AM on Friday morning.  The school district always
brought students in those two grades in to school a day ahead so they could
get used to the middle school or high school.  The ninth graders had a half
hour in their home room, including getting their locker assignments.  They
had abbreviated fifteen minute periods for each of their classes, so they
could meet their teachers and find out where the rooms were.

   Xander was pleased to meet Taylor in his first period math class.  They
greeted each other with a hug and a kiss.  About half the class noticed
that Xander and Taylor were a couple now.  Half a dozen other couples
happened over summer vacation among the roughly 175 ninth graders starting
at Robert S.  Granger High.  Half a dozen more girls, such as Taylor's
friend Morgan, were part of couples, but with tenth or eleventh graders
missing that morning.

   Taylor and Xander ended up in the same science class third period.  That
would be nice.  Their class had an early lunch after science, so Xander and
Taylor could eat lunch together every day.  They also shared the same
seventh period English class.

   Older students took the seventh period classes on a grand tour of high
school building before bringing everyone to the cafeteria.  They had lunch.
Xander and Taylor sat with about half their gang of playmates and friends
from the park at lunch.  The whole group went down to the auditorium for a
presentation by Principal Walden.  They were dismissed and sent back home
at 1:00 PM.

   Xander hopped on his bike and pedaled over to Taylor's house.  He
arrived a couple minutes after she got off her bus.  His house was near the
beginning of his bus's route.  Taylor's house was near the end of her bus's
route.  The teens retired to Taylor's bedroom to practice their sexual
gymnastics again.  They fit in two rounds of intercourse before Xander had
to go home for supper.

   Morgan Riley finally tracked down Taylor Wyatt after half a week of
trying later Friday night.

   "What have you been up to, girl?" Morgan demanded when they reached the
privacy of Taylor's bedroom.

   "Up to?" Taylor asked.

   "You and Xander Ferguson," Morgan said.  "How long have you to been
going steady?"

   "I guess since Monday," Taylor replied.  "We... um... hooked up Monday
afternoon."

   "That starts to explain things," Morgan said.  "I stopped by every
morning to hang out with you.  Every morning there was a boy's bike parked
on your porch beside yours.  You didn't answer the door bell or my knocks.
Tuesday, Wednesday or Thursday mornings.  What's up?"

   "Um..." Taylor blushed.  "We... uh... you know... hooked up."

   "Hooked... up... as in, all the way?" Morgan gasped.  Taylor allowed a
guilty smile to spread across her face.  "I guess he is cute.  He is a
decent guy too."

   "You don't know half of it," Taylor said.  "You haven't seen him without
his shirt.  He started lifting weights this summer.  He is turning onto a
stud."

   "Xander?  Xander Ferguson?" Morgan said.  "A stud?"

   "He is," Taylor confirmed.  "He is damned good in bed too.  He isn't up
to Alex's standards yet, but he is learning.  We were both virgins Monday
afternoon when we did it the first time.  He doesn't have Alex's stamina to
last thirty or forty minutes yet, but manages six, eight or even ten
minutes, sometimes.  He makes up for lack of stamina with persistence.  He
has screwed me three or even four times in the same day."

   "Three or four times?" Morgan said.  Morgan felt a twinge of jealousy.
Despite her boasts, Alex only lasted about thirty seconds the first time
they did it and maybe a minute and a half yesterday evening when his
parents went out for a couple hours.

   "You are lucky your boyfriend isn't as busy as mine," Morgan said. 
"Alex has soccer practices during the day every weekday and has to squeeze
in a summer job too.  We've never done it more than once a day."

   "That is too bad," Taylor said.  "Does Alex eat you out every time you
two get together?  I love it when Xander does that to me.  The orgasms he
gives me when he does that send me into orbit."

   "Yeah, they are nice, aren't they," Morgan agreed.  "I am glad it is
working out for the two of you." Morgan wondered how she could get Alex to
try some of the things Taylor's boyfriend was doing for her.

   The two girls changed the subject to school and who they had for their
classes.  They conversed happily until Morgan went home later that evening.

   ----oooOooo----

   Xander's Mom took him to the big mall down in Cinncinnati Saturday
morning to finish their long delayed back-to-school shopping.  They got
home just in time for Westin and Xander to compete for bathroom space so
they could get ready for their dates.

   "Make sure you bring protection, bro," Westin warned as they were
finishing in the bathroom.  "I plan to stop and do some parking with Emily
tonight before we get back."

   "I am fine with that," Xander agreed.  He was actually more than fine
with that.  It had been more than twenty-four hours since he'd last boned
Taylor.  He was horny and ready for action whenever it became available. 
Xander pocketed a couple rubbers and the small bottle of lubricant.

   Westin headed across town and picked up Emily first and then came back
to Taylor.  The foursome talked as Westin drove them the dozen miles to the
larger town and the movie theater.  Westin and Emily bought tickets to an
`R' rated movie.  Taylor and Xander settled for a tamer `PG-13.'

   Xander escorted Taylor towards the back of the theater.  Most of the
teens seemed to be congregating towards the back of the rows of seats. 
Taylor immediately cuddled up against Xander when they sat down.  He put
his arm over her shoulder.  They spent the first half of the movie watching
the action on screen.  Both noticed as the movie wore on, action was
heating up among their peers.

   The pair lost track of the plot about half way through the movie.  They
started kissing and making out, imitating the other couples around them. 
Xander developed a hard-on immediately.  The poor boy had a bad case of
blue balls by the time the movie was over.  Taylor was little better.  She
was dripping and desperately wanted to mount her stud.

   Xander and Taylor's movie let out about twelve minutes ahead of Westin
and Emily's.  The couple briefly considered sneaking into the restroom and
getting it on but found long lines at both the men's and the women's
restrooms.  They settled for making out while they waited for Westin and
Emily.

   It was a little after ten when the older couple joined Xander and
Taylor. Everyone loaded up in Westin's old car and headed for home.  About
half way home, Westin turned off the main road and followed a side road for
a half a mile.  He turned onto a dirt road into the woods and drove back a
couple hundred yards, until his car was out of sight from the road.

   "I hate to be a pain in the ass, but Xander, you and Taylor need to go
take a walk for about twenty minutes," Westin said.  "Emily and I want some
privacy here in the car.  Thankfully it isn't winter.  It's nice night for
a walk."

   "Let's go, Taylor," Xander suggested.  He helped her climb out of the
backseat.

   "Now what?" Taylor asked.

   "We get out of Westin and Emily's way and find a little privacy of our
own," Xander replied.  "We've done it outside before.  Why not have the fun
we wanted?"

   "Um... well the ground is all muddy," Taylor complained.  It had rained
earlier in the day.  "Do we have enough time?  It's 10:22 now.  I think we
need about twenty minutes to get to my house from here.  That leaves about
eighteen minutes for foreplay and sex."

   "We did it standing a couple days ago," Xander said.  "We can use that
position here.  Remember, I bought some personal lube when I bought more
rubbers on Thursday.  The stuff is pretty slippery.  I tried it when I
jerked off before bed last night.  It will get you nice and slick in case
we don't get as much foreplay as normal."

   "I horny as hell and sold," Taylor said.  She grabbed Xander's hand and
dragged him up the road and around the bend.  "This should do," Taylor
declared.  The two embraced and began making out.  The went to it for about
five minutes before Xander started to grope her titties.  Both kids took
their shirts off.

   Xander felt her up for a couple minutes.  Taylor was beginning to juice
up down below but the clock was ticking.  She noticed it was 10:31.

   "Get your lube," Taylor directed.  "We need to fuck now if we are going
to have enough time." She dropped her pants and panties and set them on the
rock beside the tree they were leaning against.  Xander dropped is pants
and boxers and set them with Taylor's clothes.  He unrolled the rubber over
his dick and then lubed up his cock with some of the lube he brought for
exactly this purpose.  He rubbed more lube into Taylor's hole.

   "How do you want me to do this?" Taylor asked.  "I bent over a desk the
last time."

   "Why don't you face the tree and lean against it?" Xander suggested. 
"Stick your butt back at me." He pulled her backside a couple steps from
the tree.  "Now relax.  Here we go."

   Xander felt her backside until he found her hole.  He lined up his
rubber covered dick at her hole and pressed up and in.  He thrust hard a
couple times until he buried his dick completely inside his lover.

   "Are you OK?" Xander asked.

   "Perfect," Taylor purred.  "Stuffed full by my guy." Xander began
thrusting and humping his dick into and out of Taylor.

   "This lube is nice and slick," Taylor added.  Xander stroked away,
stuffing her full on the upstroke before pulling out some.  Xander fucked
her a quicker than normal tempo, knowing he was on the clock.  His thrusts
had some force to them, often driving Taylor onto her tiptoes as he bashed
his dick up into her belly.  Taylor enjoyed the vigorous fucking and clung
to the tree for support.

   Xander was surprised at how good the lube felt as he fucked her.  He
could feel the folds inside her pussy as he slid his dick in and out of his
lover.  He felt his own climax start to stir, so he buried his dick all the
way in and paused his fucking.

   "What's up?" Taylor asked.

   "Don't want to come yet," he gasped.  After half a minute, he started
thrusting again.  He stopped again after a minute to delay his orgasm
again. Xander began thrusting again when he had calmed a bit.  He began
thrusting again.  Xander might have lasted another thirty seconds before he
bucked his dick up into Taylor and let loose.

   Taylor felt his dick swell and throb, just like always.  Her eyes flew
open as she realized she suddenly felt drenched inside.  Each spurt of his
dick made her pussy feel wetter and hotter.

   "Something's..." Taylor gasped.  Xander grunted and bucked his hips
upward hard, pushing Taylor feet off the ground.  She dangled, impaled on
his belching dick and clinging to the tree to keep from falling over.

   "It's too wet," Taylor declared.  "Something is wrong!" Xander panted
and slowly lowered Taylor onto the ground again.

   "What?" Xander asked blankly as he recovered from an excellent climax.

   "I can feel your come in me," Taylor replied.  "I think the rubber
broke." That finally penetrated the endorphin haze clouding his brain.  He
pulled his cock out of his lover.  To both teens' horror, what was left of
the rubber was the ring at the bottom and a little of the latex covering
part of his shaft.  Pieces of it dangled from the sides of the rubber.  It
looked like the rubber had melted away.

   "Jesus!  Not again," Xander complained.  Taylor swiped a finger through
the come dripping out of her bottom.

   "Again," she confirmed.

   "How in the hell could it shred like this?" Xander wondered.  Taylor
glanced at her watch.

   "It is 10:39," Taylor said.  "We better get dressed and get back to the
car.  Let's not make things worse by breaking curfew too."

   The teens dressed quickly and walked back to the car.  Xander looked in
the car's back window and could see two heads sitting in the driver's and
front passenger seat.  Apparently Westin and Emily were done to.  Xander
helped Taylor into the car and followed her into the back seat.

   "Did you two have some fun?" Westin asked as he started the car.

   "Mostly," Xander replied.  "What would cause a rubber to shred?"

   "A rubber to shred?" Westin asked.  "Tell me it didn't."

   "I can't," Xander replied.  "It ripped into tiny pieces."

   "Was it a new rubber?" Westin asked.  "Old ones can get overheated and
deteriorate."

   "It was brand new," Xander explained.

   "Did you use lube with it?" Westin asked.

   "I did," Xander said as he handed the bottle of lube to the front seat.
Emily took it, flipped on the overhead light and glanced at the label.

   "Oil based lubricant," Emily said.  "Do not use with latex
contraceptives."

   "Shit!" Xander growled.

   "Taylor, how bad is the timing?" Emily asked.  "When is your next period
due?"

   "September 5th," Taylor answered.

   "Hmmm... nine days away," Emily said.  "Not ideal but it could be a lot
worse." She giggled and said.  "It could have been last Monday." No one
else laughed.  They all knew Xander and Taylor had already risked
unprotected sex that day.  "Probably you are 85 to 90% safe from this
goof."

   "Now you know why rubbers are only 90% effective under normal use,"
Westin said.  "Humans tend to do dumb things when sex is involved."

   "Yeah, we keep seeing that," Taylor agreed.  "Should I go get the
morning after pill tomorrow?"

   "It's up to you, Taylor," Emily said.  "The risk isn't too bad.  I would
probably just wait things out.  You should be OK."

   "Thanks, Emily," Taylor said.  Xander and Taylor cuddled in the backseat
for the rest of the trip home.  Xander walked Taylor to her front door. 
They lingered outside for a moment.  They parted with a kiss, probably a
little too intimate for the porch, but needed for reassurance by both
teens.

   Taylor uterus was flooded with millions of Xander's sperm again.  This
time their search was fruitless.  The cluster of cells, continued dividing
and filling up the hard outer shell of the ovum.  The cluster was nearing
the end of her left fallopian tube.  Sunday or Monday it would shed its
shell and try to embed itself into Taylor's uterine wall.  Her fate would
be determined soon.  ?  Chapter 4

   ----------------

   Oak Grove was a small, fairly religious community.  Nearly everyone,
including the Ferguson and Wyatt families went to Sunday School and church
at one of the four churches.  Sundays were time for families to gather over
diner and spend time together.  Taylor and Xander had no opportunity to get
together.  They settled for texting back and forth during the day.

   Granger High looked completely different on Monday when the ninth
graders met up with the remainder of the students.  The school seemed
spacious on Friday.  Now it was crowded with kids, all older and larger
than them.  To call it slightly intimidating was an understatement.

   Xander met Taylor outside her homeroom before first period.  They walked
to math class together, holding hands.  A few of their friends
congratulated the couple on getting together.  One obnoxious guy, almost
6'-0" tall, catcalled to Taylor.

   "Hey Babe, you need to find yourself a real man instead of that freshmen
runt."

   "That's your best pickup line?" Taylor retorted, facing the boy.  "Has
that line ever worked?"

   Some of the other students in the hallway overheard the exchange and
laughed at the boy.  "You must spend a lot of time with your hand since you
don't seem to know how to pick up girls." Taylor added as she and Xander
walked away.  The brought more laughter from the crowd at the obnoxious
kid.

   "You handled that great," Xander commented.

   "He was an asshole," Taylor said.  "Mom taught me how to deal with
assholes."

   The couple went into the Algebra II class and took their assigned seats,
side by side.  Mrs.  Serrano began the day with a review of the algebra
they had learned last year.

   As the teens listened to the lecture, the small cluster of cells in
Taylor's body were in her uterus.  They divided again.  The cluster had
grown to sixty or seventy cells tightly packed in the hard outer shell of
the ovum.  The latest division increased the pressure to the point where
the outer shell ruptured.  The mass of cells oozed out of the shell and
floated free in Taylor uterus.  Her and Xander fates would be determined in
the next twelve to twenty-four hours.  Would the cells embed in her uterus
and make her pregnant?  Or would they get flushed away, the detritus of a
failed attempt at procreation?

   Unaware of what was going on in Taylor's body, the two kids went about
their school day.  They rejoined for science class third period and for
lunch.  Taylor and Xander sat with their normal crowd of friends who they
played Capture the Flag with during the summer.

   Taylor pulled Xander aside about twelve minutes before the lunch period
would end.  "Did you replace that lube from Saturday night?" Taylor asked.
"I am horny and haven't felt you stuffing me since Saturday.  One time in
three days isn't enough."

   "Umm... I didn't have a chance to replace it yesterday," Xander said. 
His cock started to swell at any hint that it might get stuffed in a girl's
pussy.  "You know, this week is one of the week's when Westin and Emily
said it is safe to screw without protection."

   "Safer without protection, not safe," Taylor countered.  "We reduced the
risk from last Monday to 10%.  Emily thinks chances are around 12% from
Saturday night.  We do this again without protection, say add in another
10% chance.  Add in us getting horny a couple more times this week and now
chances of me being safe are down to 50%.  Flip a coin.  Do I get pregnant
or not this month?  No thank you.  You need to wrap up before you stick
that wonderful dick of yours in me again."

   "Yeah, you're right," Xander agreed.  "I promise, I will go over to the
pharmacy as soon as school is over and replace the oil based crap with the
water based lube Westin recommended."

   "Do that," Taylor said.  "I don't want to go from fourteen times in last
week to none this week."

   "I don't want to go there either," Xander agreed.  They dumped their
trays and went back to rejoin their friends.  The pair hooked up again in
seventh period English.  Xander walked Taylor to her bus at dismissal.  She
reminded him of his promise to run to the pharmacy.

   You would imagine the teachers would add homework slowly at the start of
school.  Oh no.  They piled it on the kids immediately.  Xander figured he
had at least two or three hours of work Monday night.  He was supposed to
start his homework when he got home from school.  He had no chance to go to
the pharmacy.

   It was 8:30 when Xander finally completed his homework.  His parents
said it was too late for him to go out to meet friends.  He had to be
satisfied trading texts with Taylor.

   -----oooOooo----

   Tuesday morning Tyler Fitzwallace, the kid who sat to his right in
homeroom leaned across the aisle and commented.  "I heard you knocked up
your girlfriend, Xander.  How's that feel?"

   "What?" Xander squawked.  "Where did you hear that?  It's not true."

   "I heard it around," Tyler said.  "Did you really nail that Wyatt
chick?" Xander blushed but didn't answer.  "Really?  You nailed her?  Way
to go dude.  I'm glad to hear you didn't preg her."

   "Don't spread this around, Tyler," Xander begged.  "It's private.

   "Sure, man," Tyler agreed.

   Xander got two more comments about pregging Taylor before homeroom was
dismissed.  He denied everything, though no one believed him.

   Xander found Taylor outside her homeroom, nearly in tears.  "Did you
hear the terrible rumor going around?"

   "I did," Xander said as he embraced his lover.  He gave her a kiss on
the cheek.

   "What do we do?" Taylor asked as they started towards their classroom.

   "Deny it all," Xander said.  "We don't know that you are pregnant. 
Denying it is the truth."

   "But I might be," Taylor replied.

   "That is private and none of their business," Xander said.

   "But they know we are having sex," Taylor said.

   "We are a couple and we are in high school," Xander said.  Lot's of high
school couples screw.  We aren't unusual.  The majority of high school
students have sex before they leave high school."

   "This is only our second day in high school," Taylor said.

   "So we got an early start," Xander said.  He waved his hands towards the
crowd of students in front of them.  "Half the kids you see have sex.  We
are part of that group now instead of the half that hasn't screwed yet.  It
isn't a big deal."

   "I guess you are right," Taylor allowed.  They slipped into their seats
at math class.  Kim-Ly Nguyen stopped by Taylor and whispered to her, "I am
sorry to hear your boyfriend got you pregnant.  Is there anything I can do
to help?"

   "I am not pregnant," Taylor answered out loud.  Kim-Ly blushed and
scurried to her desk.  The loud comment drew looks from half a dozen
classmates.  Taylor realized she would need to apologize to Kim-Ly.  It
actually was very nice of her to come by and offer support if the rumor had
been true.

   Teasing followed both teens throughout the day.  Most of the teasing
Xander received as in the vein of `Way to go bagging that chick.  Too bad
about knocking her up.' The verbal abuse Taylor received was more vicious.
The girls' comments said essentially, `You dumb slut for allowing that boy
in your pants.  You deserve to get knocked up for being so stupid.'

   Taylor talked with Morgan after second period.  Morgan denied telling
anyone about Taylor having sex with Xander.  Xander found Billy Smith
before third period.

   "Did you spill the beans about what you saw last week?" Xander demanded
of his friend.

   "Hell no!" Bill insisted.  "I took an oath I wouldn't.  You can trust
me."

   "How do people know?" Xander asked.

   "Drew McKeown was with me when we spotted you two," Billy said.

   "He's in eighth grade," Xander said.  "How would he spread the word
around high school?" Billy had no answer.

   Xander and Taylor and their friends discussed the rumors flying around
the ninth grade over lunch.  All the guys pledged to help and support the
two.  More rumors dogged the couple in the afternoon.  They denied
everything but few believed the denials.  It was more fun to believe they
were true for the kids doing the teasing.

   -----oooOooo----

   Homework kept the teens busy during the week.  Now that school started,
Xander and Westin had to watch their little brother, Gabriel, for the hour
between 4:05 PM when he got off the elementary school bus until their
parents came home, a little after five o'clock each day.  During the summer
Gabriel stayed with the sitter until his parents came home.

   Xander and Taylor grew increasingly frustrated at their inability to
find time and privacy for sex.  Wednesday afternoon, Taylor had an idea to
fix their dilemma.

   "Would your parents allow you to have me come over to work on math
homework together?" Taylor asked.

   "Probably," Xander agreed.  "Why?"

   "How much time between when you get off the bus and your little brother
gets home?" Taylor asked.

   "Usually fifty-five or sixty minutes," Xander said.

   "Perfect," Taylor replied.  "That will give us forty-five minutes fox
sex and ten minutes to cleanup.  We will be sitting at the kitchen table
doing math problems when your brother walks in the door."

   "How is that going to work?" Xander asked.  "You get home at least five
minutes after me and need ten minutes to ride over to my house.  That would
be cutting it really close."

   "I get my parents to write a note giving me permission to take you bus
home from school," Taylor explained.  "Even if I can't get the note, it
would leave us half an hour for our fun.  We could do a quickie and still
be decent when Gabe comes home."

   "Let's do it," Xander agreed.  "I'll text when I get permission from my
parents tonight."

   The plan unfolded as the teens intended.  Xander's parents gave him
permission to have Taylor over after school to work on math homework. 
Taylor's parents wrote the note to the school requesting that Taylor be
allowed to ride Xander's school bus home from school.

   The first flaw in the plan happened Thursday morning when Taylor took
her note to the school office.  The secretary she handed the note to
checked a schedule and then came back and said, "I am sorry.  That bus is
over-crowded.  You will have to take you own bus home and arrange alternate
transportation to your friend's house."

   "It looks we are doing the quickie today," Taylor said as she greeted
her boyfriend before first period math.  "The school won't allow me to ride
your bus home.  They claim it's too crowded."

   "It is usually full," Xander agreed.  "I wouldn't have a problem if you
sat on my lap on the way home."

   "The school didn't see it that way," Taylor said.  "It doesn't matter.
We can still go ahead with our plan.  We just have to hurry a bit to get
finished before your little brother gets home."

   "I am willing to try," Xander agreed.

   Traffic was light for the trip home for Xander's bus.  He was dropped
off three minutes earlier than normal.  He knew he had at least fifteen or
twenty minutes to kill, so he decided to jerk off and desensitize his dick
before he screwed Taylor.  Xander waited for his lover, wearing just a pair
of boxers.

   She hadn't showed at the expected time of 3:20 PM.  Xander waited five
minutes... ten minutes... and longer.  Taylor finally peddled up the
driveway and parked her bike on the porch.  Xander threw the door open and
hurried her inside and upstairs.

   "What happened?" Xander demanded as the teens bounded up the steps two
at a time.

   "My bus got caught behind an accident," Taylor explained.  "I was afraid
I'd never get here.  How much time to de have left?"

   Xander didn't answer until they reached his room.  His clock said it
3:33 PM.  "Twenty-two minutes," Xander said.  Taylor was discarding
clothing meantime.

   "Do you have that new lube that is safe for the rubbers?"

   "I didn't have time to get it," Xander said.  "I plan to go out tomorrow
evening or Saturday to get it."

   Taylor grabbed for Xander's boxers and pulled them off.  She pulled him
into bed on top of her.  "Let's get started, lover.  We don't have a lot of
time to get me ready."

   Xander and Taylor started making out.  It felt nice.  Xander went after
Taylor's titties, since they were always sensitive and a big turn-on for
her.  He was feeling her up when he had a realization.

   "When is your period due?" Xander asked.

   "Monday," Taylor answered.

   "Four days from now," Xander said.  "We could use the old lube and skip
the rubber today."

   "I don't want to take more risk at getting pregnant," Taylor said.

   "You won't be," Xander replied.  "There is no chance of sex now getting
you pregnant if your period starts on Monday."

   "True, but we don't know if it will be on time," Taylor said.  What if
my period comes a few days late?"

   "I guess you're right," Xander said.  "I just hoped to have enough time
today to eat you before we get it on."

   "Time check?" Taylor asked.

   "3:43," Xander reported.  Taylor hoped out of bed and hoisted one leg up
on the side of the bed.  She stuffed her fingers into her pussy.
"Hmmm... hard like my nose, low and centered," Taylor remarked.  "Cervix
is... tight and dry." She added as she looked at her fingers after she
pulled them out.  "I'm not likely to be ovulating now.  Get the lube and
get to licking me." Taylor hopped in bed on her back and spread her legs
for her lover.  Taylor hopped out and brought back the bottle of oil based

lube.

   Xander spent about three minutes licking and stimulating his girlfriend.


   "Time check - 3:46 PM," Taylor reported.  "Lube up and stuff me now.  We
don't have enough time for you to get me off before we fuck."

   Xander squirted the lube up Taylor's hole and smeared more over his
dick. He mounted his lover and got to work.  He pumped and stroked his dick
in and out.  Taylor, equally horny, thrust her bottom back in time to
Xander's strokes.

   "Time check?" Taylor asked, knowing Xander was doing an outstanding job
of holding off his orgasm.

   "3... :54," Xander grunted in time to his thrusts.

   "Got... to stop... unh...  soon," Taylor gasped.

   "Almost... all most... there..." Xander begged.  He increased his tempo,
thrusting frantically in and out of his lover.

   "I feel you swelling," Taylor said as the overwhelming good feelings
well up from deep inside Xander.

   He hunched his hip hard into Taylor once... twice... three times before
he froze in place.  Taylor felt the throb of his dick as his muscles
spurted his semen and sperm into her body.  She felt the hot splashes as
his come tried to seed her.

   Xander collapsed on his lover.  She hugged the tired boy to her body for
a minute before asking, "Time check?"

   "Umm... 3:56" Xander mumbled.  Taylor pushed Xander off her body

   "Let's go buddy," Taylor demanded.  "Time to clean up.  Your little
brother is due in nine minutes.  We need to look like good, well behaved
teens working on homework by then.  Move it."

   "Yes, boss," Xander promised.

   "That felt pretty damned good without rubbers, didn't it?" Taylor
commented.

   "It felt fantastic," Xander agreed.  "It would be great if we found a
way to do this without the damned rubbers."

   Xander and Taylor managed to clean up and be downstairs studying two
minutes before Gabe came bounding the front door.  He gave Taylor a cheery
hello.  He was used to seeing her around with his big brother by now.  He
went upstairs and got to work on his own homework.

   ?  Chapter 5

   ----------------

   Taylor's family went to a park on Lake Michigan for Labor Day weekend.
Xander hung out around home, wishing he was with Taylor.  He texted her
half a dozen time over the weekend asking if her period had started yet. 
At first Taylor was upset with his obsessive worrying.  By Monday she was
starting to worry too.  The ride home Michigan seemed to take forever as
Taylor worried about her chance of being knocked up.

   "Nothing?" Xander asked as he greeted Taylor with a kiss at school
Tuesday morning.

   "Nothing," Taylor agreed.

   "We are pretty well screwed by now, aren't we?" Xander asked.

   "Not completely," Taylor said.  Let's give it another day or two before
we panic."

   "OK," Xander agreed.  "I did some research on the home pregnancy tests.
You can probably get a reliable result from one within a day or two from
now.

   "Maybe we could do an afterschool study session at my house on
Wednesday," Taylor suggested.

   "I'll let Westin know he has to watch Gabe that afternoon," Xander said.

   Teasing from their classmates slowed some after the instigators realized
they couldn't get much reaction from Xander or Taylor to the accusations.
Still the rumors hurt when they heard them repeated.

   Xander arranged things with his Westin to make sure he would be home for
Gabe after school.  It wasn't hard to convince him.  One report to Mom or
Dad about how often Westin ditched babysitting duties would put him in
trouble.  His parents expected him to be there every afternoon, not the one
or two a week he actually managed.

   Xander promised Taylor to stop at the pharmacy on the way to her house
after school to pick up a home pregnancy kit.  The older saleslady who sold
Taylor and him the morning after pill.  She gave him a smile until he
handed her his merchandise.

   "I am sorry to see you here with this," the lady said kindly.  "How late
is your girlfriend?"

   "Two days," Xander answered.

   "It is time for this," the lady said.  "You two need to figure out what
is happening and then deal with the consequences.  The women's clinic in
Stanton is very good at helping with situations like this if the test comes
up positive.  I urge you talk to talk to your parents as soon as you know
too.  No young couple should face this without all the help they can get.
Will you promise me that?"

   "We plan to tell, if it is positive," Xander said.

   "Good!" she said as she rang up his purchase.  He paid for it.  "I hope
all of this is a false alarm."

   "Thanks for your help," Xander said as he left.  He biked over to
Taylor's house.

   Xander handed the box to Taylor when he got to her house.  "How does
this work?" she asked.

   "I have no idea," Xander replied.  The two teens read the directions
carefully.  They seemed simple enough.  Wet the tester with some of
Taylor's urine.  Wait five minutes.  If a red plus sign appeared, Taylor
was most likely pregnant.  If the plus sign didn't appear, she was clear.
Taylor went into the downstairs bathroom to start the test.

   The five minutes wait for the result was nerve racking.  Xander and
Taylor cuddled and hugged each other while they tried to make small talk
about school and their friends.  Finally Xander say the clock flip to 3:40
PM, the appointed time.

   "It's time to see," Xander said quietly as he kissed Taylor.

   "I can't do it," she protested.  "You look." Xander tried to put on a
brave front even though he was scared witless.  He was the man, after all.
He walked into the bathroom and checked the tester.  It showed a distinct
red plus sign.  His stomach did a belly flop.  He tried to control his urge
to cry.  The weight of the whole world had just crashed down on him and
Taylor.  He batted his eyes and tried to steel his nerves.  He wouldn't do
poor Taylor any good if he fell apart.

   Xander stepped out of the bathroom, finding Taylor outside the door. 
The two hugged.  "I am so sorry," Xander apologized.  "This is all my
fault. I got you pregnant.  Please forgive me."

   Taylor stared at Xander blankly for about ten seconds.  The beginnings
of tears collected at the corners of her eyes.  The two held each other for
half a minute.  "I am sorry.  I am so sorry," Xander continued repeating as
they tried to comfort each other.

   Finally Taylor sniffled and stared into Xander's eyes.  "It's not
entirely your fault.  I wanted every bit of what we did that day.  I loved
it.  I could have stopped you if I wanted to."

   "What do we do now?" Xander asked.

   "We tell our parents," Taylor said.  "Why don't you stay for dinner?  We
can break the news after dinner."

   "I guess," Xander agreed.

   "I am scared," Taylor said.  "How am I going to get through this?"

   "You aren't alone," Xander promised.  "I will help you through it."

   "Easy to say before things get hard," Taylor said.

   "I swore I would not be like my father," Xander said.  "I know I will do
this because of how I was treated when I was little.  I know how much it
hurts a kid not to have his father around.  Stephen Ferguson is my step-
and then adoptive father, not my biological father," Xander explained.  "I
was born Xander Andrews.  My parents got divorced when I was about four
years old.  My father split and I have not seen him since the divorce."

   "You told me this story already," Taylor said.

   "I guess it is important to me," Xander declared.  "I will be here for
you and for our child.  I am NOT going to be like my father."

   "I am sorry you had to go through that trauma," Taylor said.  "Do you
remember much about your biological dad?  You were really young when they
divorced."

   "I remember him playing with me when I was little," Xander said.  "I
remember the family taking a boat ride on Lake Michigan, years ago.  I
remember bits and pieces from when he was around.  I really looked up to
him then.  All of those memories are overshadowed by his absence from my
life for the last ten years."

   "I am glad you are willing to be here with me through this," Taylor
said. "It helps my courage.  I don't know how I could get through having a
baby by myself."

   "No possibility of getting an abortion?" Xander asked.  "It is a legal
option."

   "My family thinks abortion is wrong," Taylor said.  "Abortion is not an
option.  Adoption is a possibility.  I don't know if I am crazy about that
choice, but it isn't a sin to give the baby to grown-ups who can raise him
or her properly."

   "What are your parents going to say?" Xander asked.

   "I have no idea," Taylor replied.  "Nothing like this has ever happened
in our family before.  I have no idea.  How about your parents?"

   "I think they will be calm and thoughtful," Xander said.  "They don't
know that I know, but they faced something similar when my Mom divorced my
biological dad.  I noticed a couple years ago that Mom was noticeably
pregnant in a Valentine's Day picture taken three months after she married
Stephen.  Since then as I found out more about pregnancy, I realized Mom
must have been knocked up with Gabe when she married Stephen.  They married
in late November.  Gabe was born on July 7th the next year, too soon to fit
in nine months of pregnancy.  Actually when I counted backwards, I am not
sure Mom and Stephen weren't screwing before the divorce from my biological
dad was official."

   "Wow," Taylor remarked.  "Still, what happened to them isn't the same as
us.  They weren't fourteen at the time."

   "True, but they should understand that things happen in the heat of the
moment," Xander said.  "That is exactly what happened to us.  We were
making out and things got carried away."

   "What do you want to do until my parents get home?" Taylor asked.  "We
could watch a movie."

   "That would be cool," Xander agreed.

   They cuddled together on the couch in the family room and watched the
movie.  Cuddling led to some kissing and then full-out making out.  Xander
began playing with Taylor's titties after a few minutes of tonsil swabbing.
Shirts fell to the floor.

   Xander was the first to realize the only glimmer of brightness the news
that afternoon brought.  "You've never slept with anyone else, right?" he
asked.

   "Of course not," Taylor answered.

   "Same for me," Xander said.  "We can't get infected with sexually
transmitted diseases.  I can't get you pregnant again.  You already are. 
We can screw without bothering with rubbers.  Pretty much whenever we want
as often as we want."

   "Hmm... true," Taylor agreed.  "Are you suggesting we take advantage of
circumstances this afternoon?"

   "Get down and get dirty," Xander agreed.  Clothes went flying.  Soon
Xander's head was buried between Taylor's legs.  Xander brought Taylor to
climax orally.  He mounted his lover and began screwing.  The coupling
probably lasted about five minutes.  Xander grunted and forced his dick
deep into Taylor before spewing his load of semen and sperm into Taylor's
pussy.

   The naked lovers cuddled and watched more of the movie.  Taylor noticed
the time was 4:30 PM.  "Do you want to go again before my parents get
home?"

   "Sure," Xander agreed.  "No reason not to."

   Taylor took charge this time.  She rode Xander's dick cowgirl style. 
Xander enjoyed the ride and also watching Taylor's titties bounce up and
down as she fucked herself on his rod.  He diddled her clitoris as she rode
him.  Taylor wore out after about five minutes of vigorous fucking.  The
two clasped each other and rolled forward so Taylor ended up on the bottom
and Xander was on top.  He forcefully fucked her until the pressure was too
much.  He flooded her insides with more of his potent but now unnecessary
sperm.

   The two cuddled for a bit, enjoying the sensual touches.  A car door
slammed followed by a second slamming car door.  The two teens stared at
each other, bug-eyed.

   "Shit, my Mom's home early," Taylor gasped.

   "Shit, your mom's home," Xander echoed.  The two flew around the room,
gathering up and putting on clothes.  They heard Taylor's eleven-year-old
sister, Emily, drop her stuff inside the door and bound upstairs.  Taylor's
mom walked back the hallway to the kitchen.  The two kids desperately threw
their clothes on, hoping against hope her mom would stay away long enough.

   No such luck.  Mrs.  Wyatt walked into the family room saying, "Taylor,
is your friend..." She stopped short when she saw the two teens, looking as
guilty as sin.

   Xander was trying to pull a sock on.  His other foot was barefoot.  His
shirt was inside out.  Taylor was barefoot too.  Her blouse was buttoned
but the bottom button was misaligned, with a spare button hole at the top
but no button for the hole.  Xander blushed with embarrassment at being
caught.

   Taylor decided to go for broke.  "Mom, is it all right if Xander eats
with us tonight?  We want to talk to you and Daddy after dinner."

   "Talk to us?" Mrs.  Wyatt stuttered.  "Talk to us.  Yes, that might be a
very good idea.  Does your mother know about this, Xander?"

   "Umm... no," Xander said.  "She won't be home for another fifteen or
twenty minutes."

   "OK, call her when she should be home," Mrs.  Wyatt said.  "Xander, put
your shoes and socks back on.  Turn your shirt right side out too.  Honey,
re-button your blouse.  You missed a button in your hurry.  I will try to
keep Emily from seeing what I am seeing.  She is too young to see this sort
of thing."

   "OK Mom," Taylor agreed.  The two teens redressed quickly, not wanting
to get caught again.

   Mrs.  Wyatt head was swimming from finding her oldest daughter in a
compromising situation with her boyfriend.  Her only hope was that maybe
she had caught them making out or petting rather than dressing after sex.
She stopped off at the powder room before she started dinner.

   The empty pregnancy test kit box was sitting on the back of the toilet.
The tester was laying on the counter, its big red plus sign still
prominently displayed.  She plopped down on the toilet and took care of
business, too stunned to say anything.  No question now that her daughter
and boyfriend were sexually active - and her daughter was pregnant to boot.
It was going to be an interesting evening.

   Xander called home and arranged with his mom to eat dinner at the
Wyatt's house.  Unknown to the couple, Mrs.  Wyatt arranged for Emily to
spend an evening at her best friend's house.  She didn't want her innocent
eleven-year-old hearing the after dinner conversation.

   Taylor and Xander kept out of sight in the family room until it was
dinner time.  Xander was petrified as Taylor escorted him to the dining
room when dinner was called.  To his surprise Mrs.  Wyatt gave the boy a
smile and was polite to him.  He knew she knew he had screwed Taylor. 
Maybe the evening wouldn't be as bad as he feared.

   Mr.  Wyatt was polite too.  Emily rattled on about a project she and two
girlfriends were working on together for art class.  Xander wasn't sure if
Mr.  Wyatt knew Mrs.  Wyatt caught him in a compromising situation with
Taylor before dinner.  In fact, it took all of Mr.  Wyatt's self-control to
maintain a neutral appearance.  His wife had informed him about nearly
catching Xander being intimate with Taylor and then about discovering the
pregnancy tester.

   When dinner was over, Mrs.  Wyatt announced, "Emily, head over to Tara's
house this evening.  Your father and I need to have a private conversation
with Taylor and Xander."

   "As soon as I get the table cleared, Mom," Emily replied.

   "Taylor will take your turn tonight," Mrs.  Wyatt said.  Taylor nearly
blurted out, `That's not fair, Mom!  It's Emily's turn tonight.' Wisely,
she kept her mouth shut.

   The foursome waited quietly until Emily had left the house.  Mr.  Wyatt
stared hard at Xander and said, "I am deeply, deeply disappointed in you,
Xander.  I thought you were the sort of boy who would treat my daughter
with care and respect instead I come home and find you've seduced her
and..."

   "It wasn't like that, Daddy!" Taylor protested.  "Xander didn't seduce
me.  It started as a simple kiss after Xander asked me for a date. 
Things... um... escalated after that."

   "We got carried away," Xander added.  "You have two kids, Mr.  Wyatt. 
You understand what sex is like.  We didn't plan on having sex.  We got
excited and went too far, too quickly."

   "You can't tell me, the two of you never got carried away during sex,"
Taylor challenged.  Mr.  Wyatt managed to maintain a straight face as he
remembered the half a dozen girls he'd screwed in high school and college
without protection.

   Mrs.  Wyatt couldn't cover her emotions as well.  She blushed.  She
thought back to her first time.  It was with that hunky high school
tailback, Josh McGhee.  He'd been so sweet and gentle as he talked her into
going all the way.  He'd actually been a pretty decent lover, she found
later.  But he screwed her without protection at the worst time of the
month.  She had worried about getting knocked up for the next three and a
half weeks until her period came - a week late.  She had no idea how she
had avoided pregnancy with that goof.

   "So you do understand, Mom," Taylor said.  "Daddy?"

   "I understand it can happen," Mr.  Wyatt admitted.  "That still doesn't
excuse what Xander did.  I understand about teenaged boys being horny.  If
you were on the prowl for sex, why didn't you carry rubbers?  Birth control
is easy for teens to get now compared to when I was young."

   "On the prowl?" Xander said.  "I was shocked I was able to get the words
out to ask Taylor for a date.  I am normally totally tongue-tied talking to
girls.  Sex was the last thing on my mind..." Xander stopped and laughed.
"Me actually having sex was the last thing on my mind.  Why would I need
protection?  I wasn't able to talk to a girl to get a date much less seduce
them so they would have sex with me."

   "None of that changes the fact that you got my daughter pregnant," Mr.
Wyatt retorted.

   "You know?" Taylor gasped.

   "You and Xander didn't have enough time to clean everything up when I
came home," Mrs.  Wyatt answered.  "I found the home pregnancy test kit in
the bathroom."

   "Oh, shit!" Taylor gasped.

   "Yes, indeed," Mr.  Wyatt agreed.  "Xander, don't you realize they have
emergency birth control for accidents like this one?"

   "I know they do," Xander replied.  "I took Taylor out the next morning
and got her the morning after pill.  It is supposed to prevent 90% of
pregnancies if taken within 48 hours of sexual intercourse.  Taylor took
the pill in plenty of time.  We just ended up in the unlucky ten percent."

   "You're sure it was your first time?" Mr.  Wyatt demanded.  "Have you
done it more than your first time and today?"

   "Uh... uh... more often..." Xander stuttered.

   "How often is not your business, Daddy," Taylor said.  "Xander insisted
on getting rubbers.  We used protection every other time, except today.  We
knew it was much too late for rubbers today."

   "So, what's next?" Mrs.  Wyatt asked.  "We can spend all night on
recriminations but that won't change the fact the Taylor most likely is
pregnant.  We need to plan for the future."

   "Could I make a suggestion?" Xander asked.  Both parents nodded their
approval.  "I think all of us should go over and sit down with my parents
and tell them what is going on.  They will want to help with this problem."

   "Damn right they will," Mr.  Wyatt snapped.  "They'll pay!"

   "David, calm down," Mrs.  Wyatt said.  "Why don't you call ahead and let
your parents know we are coming over."

   Xander pulled out his phone and called his mom.  "Mom, could you and Dad
meet with Taylor and her parents in about ten minutes?"

   "What's up?" Mrs.  Ferguson asked.  "You know Stephen is watching his
ball game."

   "This is urgent," Xander said.  "He will have to interrupt his game."

   "What is it all about?" Mrs.  Ferguson quizzed.  "Can you give us some
idea what this is about?"

   "This is best talked about face-to-face," Xander said.  "We'll be over
in about ten minutes."

   "OK, we will be here," Mrs.  Ferguson replied.  She headed to living
room and her husband.

   "Stephen, we have company coming in a few minutes," Kimberly Ferguson
explained to her husband.

   "Who is it?" Stephen asked.  "What do they want?"

   "It is Xander, Xander's girlfriend, Taylor, and her parents," Kimberly
explained.

   "Son?  Girlfriend?  Girlfriend's parents?" Stephen replied.  "Shit! 
This won't be good."

   "It almost has to be like two years ago," Kimberly agreed.  Unknown to
Xander, his older brother Westin had gotten a previous girlfriend pregnant.
The meeting with Westin, Julia and Mr.  & Mrs.  Osborne had been
acrimonious.  The only fortunate thing about the whole unfortunate incident
was that Julia Osborne had miscarried and neither she nor Westin had to
carry the burden of being teenaged parents.

   "Let's try to keep our heads on straight if this is what we suspect it
might be," Kimberly suggested.

   "I swear, Gabe is going to wear a chastity belt until he's twenty-one."
Stephen declared.

   "You know you can't do that," Kimberly replied.

   "Yeah... I know," Stephen agreed.  He turned off the ball game and the
two waited for their guests to arrive.  Five minutes later Xander, Taylor,
Nicole and David Wyatt were seated in the Ferguson living room.

   "You called this meeting, Xander," Stephen Ferguson said after a few
moments of uncomfortable silence.

   "You all know how I started dating Taylor a few weeks ago?" Xander said.
He got head nods from both sets of parents.  "Things have gone well beyond
just a date.  A few weeks ago we got carried away.  Totally unplanned, with
no preparation, we found ourselves having sex...  without protection."

   "You know they make..." Stephen interrupted.

   "I know," Xander said, talking over his stepfather.  "Give Westin
credit. He heard about my predicament and made me take Taylor down to the
pharmacy and get the morning after pill for her... uh, the morning after.
We happened to be one of the unlucky ten percent where the pill didn't
work. Taylor is most likely pregnant."

   "Most likely?" Kimberly Ferguson asked.

   "The kids waited until a week after when Taylor's period was due before
taking the home test," Nicole Wyatt explained.  "A positive home test is
about 99% certain to be a pregnancy.  Of course I will line up an OB/GYN
appointment for Taylor to get this confirmed and get her pregnancy started
off safely."

   "Now, I will expect that your family will..." David Wyatt said, staring
directly at Stephen Ferguson.

   "Dave... Dave... Stop," Stephen Ferguson replied.  "Demands are not
necessary.  Get me copies of all bills your family incurs during Taylor's
pregnancy, including the OB/GYN visit later this week.  Include everything
remotely related to the pregnancy, even maternity clothes for Taylor. 
Xander and the Ferguson family will pay half of all expenses related to
this pregnancy.

   "Um... um... OK," David Wyatt said.  He was shocked at how easily
Stephen had given in.

   "Taylor, may I ask you one question, one that does need to be asked,"
Stephen Ferguson asked.

   "OK," Taylor allowed.

   "Is Xander the only boy you've slept with?" Stephen asked.

   "He is," Taylor replied.

   "OK, good enough for me," Stephen said.  "Xander and our family will
cover half of all expenses.  Dave, if by chance the kids aren't telling us
the full story and some other boy is the father of this baby, I am not
going to expect repayment for you.  I will sue the other boy's family to
recover our costs."

   "That's fair," Dave Wyatt agreed.  "Um... OK...  uh, I surprised but
pleased at your attitudes."

   "We may end up sharing a common grandchild," Kimberly said.  "We
certainly want to start what could become a long term relationship between
our families civilly."

   "I guess that leaves the next question," Stephen said.  "What will we do
about this pregnancy?  Is abortion an option?  Should Taylor carry the baby
to term and give it up for adoption?  Are either of our families prepared
to raise this child?"

   "Abortion is not an option," David said firmly.  "It is strictly against
our beliefs."

   "I am fine with that decision," Kimberly Ferguson agreed.  "I believe a
woman has the right to choose but I think this is the right choice for our
families today."

   "OK, one decision done," Stephen said.  "Is either family willing to
tackle raising this baby or should it be put up for adoption?"

   Given the cooperative atmosphere so far, this question took a
surprisingly long time to answer.  Adoption was gone immediately, since
both families were willing and anxious to raise their grandchild.  After
half an hour of discussion they agreed that the Wyatts and Taylor would be
the baby's primary care-givers.  Xander would be available frequently to
spell Taylor, babysit, or whatever Taylor needed when she needed a break
from their child.  The Fergusons would get opportunities to host their
grandchild frequently.

   Taylor looked over at Xander in the middle of the discussion.  "This is
really happening to me, isn't it?"

   "It's really happening to us," Taylor responded.  "I will be here for
you every step of the way."

   The two families finally ironed out all the details they felt necessary
that evening.  David Wyatt brought up one last topic.

   "Can my wife and I permit Xander to continue to see Taylor given the
careless way he has treated her so far?" Nicole gave her husband a warning
stare.  Taylor glared at her father.

   "Xander wasn't the only careless person involved," Taylor said, her eyes
burning with determination.  "No one gets to make rules about Xander and
me. We will determine our own relationship."

   "Taylor is right, David," Nicole added.  "The kids need to figure out
their own relationship."

   Mr.  and Mrs.  Wyatt kept silent.

   "Mr.  Wyatt, I understand that I'm not your favorite person right now,"
Xander said, "but my relationship with Taylor is between the two of us, not
the two families.  I understand that certain... aspects of our relationship
should stay hidden from Gabriel and Emily.  We can do that.  Beyond that
promise, all I can say is Taylor and I will have to figure out where we go
as a couple from here."

   Mr.  Wyatt looked at his wife and then his daughter.  "OK, I've been
outvoted.  You will keep all the gory details about what you and Xander
have been doing from your twelve year-old sister."

   "I can do that, Daddy," Taylor promised.

   -----oooOooo----

   Somehow the school grapevine caught fresh news of Taylor's pregnancy. 
She and Xander endured more teasing from their peers.  The ordeal made the
bond between the two teens tighter than before.

   Friday's OB/GYN visit confirmed Taylor's pregnancy.  The estimated date
of conception was August 23rd.  She was due May 16th, the following spring.
The doctor said everything was fine so far with the pregnancy.

   Taylor and Xander continued to date, like normal teen couples.  They
also utilized with private time to enjoy their favorite sport -
recreational fucking.  Xander loved how Taylor's breasts grew.  Taylor's
body was flooded with hormones, which made her horny as hell.  It's hard to
wear out a ninth grade boys' dick, but she made a valiant effort to try.

   Xander got to go along for the sonograms.  He saw their baby, which
proved to be a boy.  Taylor was carrying his son.  Xander participated as
Taylor's partner in the birthing classes.  At 5'-4½", he looked horribly
out of place with the other grown men in the class.  The Andrews men
traditionally were late bloomers.  Westin, at 6'-0", had sprouted almost
nine inches between the start of his junior year and his senior year. 
Xander, who was considered to be average sized as an elementary student
fell rapidly behind in height and development as his peers entered their
growth spurts at thirteen to fifteen.  Someday he would have a noticeable
beard and would reach normal height, but this wasn't going to be the year
for that.

   Twelve year-old Emily, on the cusp of puberty, showered her big sister
with questions about boys, sex, kissing, sex, and pregnancy.  Oh, and she
wondered about sex too.  Taylor answered some questions and directed Emily
to their mother for other answers.  Gabe, Xander's ten year-old brother,
stayed clueless.  He teased Xander about knocking up his girlfriend, but
really had no concept about what that meant.  Westin tried to help Xander
too.  He remembered too well his close brush with fatherhood.

   Taylor's bump really stood out by the time the holidays were over.  This
led to more teasing from their classmates.  Xander and Taylor ignored all
the braying asses.

   In spite of her small size, Taylor handled the pregnancy better than
could be expected.  Helping and taking care of Taylor brought Xander closer
to his lover.  The pregnancy was an accident created purely by lust.  Now
that he had time to consider Taylor closer, in good times and in bad, he
found more than friendship.  Love grew between the two as the navigated the
trials of a teen pregnancy.

   The Wyatts and the Fergusons were all nerves as May arrived.  The doctor
announced everything was proceeding properly at Taylor's May 1st exam.  As
a precaution, he ordered Taylor to bed for the remaining days of the
pregnancy.  Xander brought her homework home from school each afternoon so
she could do the work and not fall behind.  Thursday afternoon, May 5th,
while he was delivering her homework, Taylor felt a sharp pain and then her
liquid gushed from her vagina.

   "Mom, something's happening," Taylor yelled.

   "Oh shit!" Xander gasped.  "Your water broke.  Do you feel any
contractions?"

   "Contractions?  It's too early," Taylor said.  "I'm not due for almost
two weeks."

   Xander, who sat through all the birthing classes, knew what was
happening, even if Taylor didn't want to believe it yet.  "Mrs.  Wyatt!" he
yelled.  "You better get up here... right now!"

   "Have you had any pains today?" Xander asked.  Taylor.

   "Just some indigestion," Taylor replied.  "I was hungry for pickles and
chocolate ice cream at lunch." She laughed.  "My stomach didn't agree with
my menu choice.  I had a little stomach pain." Just as she said it, she
felt a pain in her gut, stronger than the previous two she had after lunch.
She gritted her teeth and bore the pain until it subsided.  "Do you think
this is a contraction?"

   "I am almost sure it is," Xander said.

   Nicole Wyatt appeared at the door.  "What is it?" she asked.

   "Her water broke and she just had a third contraction this afternoon,"
Xander said.  "I think the baby is coming."

   Mrs.  Wyatt helped her daughter up and to get on a dry robe.  Xander
helped both of them downstairs to the garage and then helped load the car.
He sat in the backseat with Taylor on the way to the hospital.  Taylor had
another contraction just before arriving.  Xander talked her through it.

   Taylor was wheeled into a room in the birthing area as soon as she
arrived.  Xander paused in the lobby for a couple minutes to call his
parents and grandparents and let everyone know what was happening.  He
headed back the hallway towards Taylor when a tall nurse stopped him.

   "I am sorry," she said.  "Fathers or parents of the woman giving birth
only.  We don't allow brothers to attend the births."

   "I am the baby's father," Xander insisted.  The nurse turned and stared
closely at the short boy.

   "How old are you?" she asked.  "Something like thirteen?"

   "I will be fifteen in six weeks," Xander insisted.

   "OK," the nurse said with a heavy sigh.  "I will see if I can find you
some scrubs that fit."

   She managed to find scrubs for Xander that weren't too terribly baggy.
He headed back to join his girlfriend in her room.  He helped her with
breathing through the contractions.  He held her hand or gave her ice chips
to suck when she was thirsty.  Xander wasn't prepared for how lengthy the
process could be.  Almost four hours later Taylor delivered a 5 lb.  6 oz.
baby boy - ten fingers, ten toes and impossibly small.  Xander and Taylor
christened the boy Michael Wyatt Ferguson.  Could Xander and Taylor manage
to navigate all the difficulties and perils of teen parents?  Time would
tell.

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   The End

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   (C) 2017 Douglas Fox

   I appreciate thoughts and comments from readers.  You can contact me at
douglas_fox482@yahoo.com

   Douglas Fox has authored a series of stories in his Life in Paradise
(,PA) series, including: Algonquin Memories, The Tailback and The
Cheerleader, Second Chance at Love, Finding Balance, Finding Answers, Drive
for Excellence and Lost and Found.

   Other Stories include: Reluctant Hero (in Al Steiner's Greenies world),
Tyler Does Debbie, Three for Two, Class Float, Capture the Flag Bonus and
Stranded by the Hurricane.