Author: wolfcub Title: Persistence Pays Off Summary: A pre-teen boy seduces his elementary-school crush. Keywords: bg 1st exhib "No way, Eric!" Eric sat on the picnic table bench, surveying his surroundings. It was the last day of school--the last day of elementary school for him and his fellow 5th-graders. The entire 5th grade of Douglass Elementary had come out to the lake to celebrate. Now, it was time to leave. The other kids were getting dressed, putting on shorts and t-shirts over top of wet bathing suits. Eric hated wet clothes; he particularly hated wet bathing suits. He looked, again, at the small building that housed the public restrooms. There was still a long line of kids waiting to change. Eric didn't like waiting, either, and he especially didn't like the dirty, smelly restrooms at the lake. He had told his friends, Sam and Josh, that he was just going to change out here. No one was paying attention, anyway. Rather than disbelieving him, his friends were trying to discourage him. They knew of his penchant for going naked and had long gotten over being surprised when they showed up at his house and found him bereft of any clothing. "Dude! Everyone will see you!" Actually, that did nothing to deter Eric. He really didn't care who saw him naked. In fact, he rather enjoyed being seen naked. He had a trim, muscular body shaped by years of swimming. He liked showing it off, and he liked the embarrassed reactions he got when people would happen upon a naked boy. "Besides, Haley is standing right there!" That was actually an incentive. Haley was new to their school. She had arrived just after spring break--at the precise time that Eric's hormones had started to kick in. He had developed an immediate crush on her. He followed her around like a lost puppy: sitting by her, at lunch; hanging out with her, on the playground; offering to help her, whenever they worked on their own, in class. He didn't know whether she liked him or not, but at least she didn't think he was an icky, nasty boy. Best of all, he had recently discovered that she lived just two blocks from his house. Eric looked around, again. Everyone was busy getting ready to leave, gathering their belongings. No one was looking at him, except Sam and Josh. And Haley. She had been standing close enough to overhear their conversation and was surreptitiously watching to see what Eric was going to do. He stood up and hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his swimsuit. He looked around, one more time. His eyes met Haley's, and that's when he made his decision. He bent over, pulling his swimsuit down to his ankles, then stepped out of it. He casually stuffed it into his gym bag, pulled out his towel, and nonchalantly dried himself. Sam, Josh--and Haley--all stared at him with wide eyes. He grinned, mischievously, then calmly reached for his running shorts. He slipped them on, without any underwear, then pulled on his t-shirt. He looked around as if to say, "What?!" He crammed the rest of his stuff into his bag. As he picked up his shoes, another mischievous thought crossed his mind, and he crammed them into his bag, too. Eric looked over at Haley. She gave him an embarrassed smile, then turned away and busied herself with her own bag. Sam and Josh were just shaking their heads in disbelief. As they were lining up to board the busses that would take them back to school, Eric strategically positioned himself so that his teacher missed the fact that he was barefoot. He slipped passed the bus driver without her noticing, either. On the ride back to school, Sam and Josh kept going on about how Eric was crazy--and lucky that he didn't get in trouble--but Eric was oblivious to them. He was watching Haley, several seats up, talking to her friend, Jennifer. The obvious whispering, giggling, and occasional glances back to him made him certain that Haley was telling Jennifer that she had seen Eric naked. That thought made him smile. When they got off of the bus, Jennifer's parents were already there, waiting to pick her up. That left Haley by herself, on the benches. Eric quickly moved to sit beside her. His sudden appearance startled Haley. "So, did you have fun at the lake?" Haley was embarrassed to be talking with this boy she had just seen naked. She looked away when she answered, "Yeah, I really liked swimming." "Cool! So, you're going to come over to my house, tomorrow, right? We can go swimming in my pool." Eric had been inviting Haley to come to his house and go swimming for the past two weeks. Her answer was always a definite maybe, which encouraged Eric to persist. "I don't know..." "Come on! Jennifer's going to be gone for a whole week. She always goes to visit her grandparents the first week that school's out. You'll be bored." "Well...maybe..." Just then, Eric's dad walked up. "Hi, son! Have fun at the lake?" "Hey, Dad! It was awesome! This is Haley. You, know...Haley... She's gonna come over, tomorrow, and go swimming with me." "Great! I'll look forward to seeing you, then, Haley. You can stay for lunch." Haley was confused: She didn't remember agreeing to anything. "Well, I..." "Oh, I almost forgot!" Eric dug into the outer pocket of his gym bag and pulled out a slip of paper. "Here's my address--in case you forgot which house is mine--it's the blue one--and my phone number, in case you need to call me about something." Still confused, Haley took the paper from him. "See you tomorrow!" Then Eric walked off with his dad before Haley could say no. In the car, John smiled at his son. "So, you talked her into coming over, huh?" "Well..kind of. I sort of didn't give her a chance to say no," Eric answered, sheepishly. "Well, then, I hope you're not going to be too disappointed if she doesn't show up, tomorrow." "Dad! She's going to show up." Eric said it like he was trying to convince himself. "I hope so, son, but there's a proud tradition of middle school boys chasing after middle school girls who aren't interested in them--and vice versa--and there's a lot of pain that goes with that tradition. I just don't want to see you get hurt." "I know, Dad. You told me about that, already." Then, a little more cheerfully, "I think she likes me. She saw me naked at the lake, today." "Eric! I hope I'm not going to be getting a phone call on the last day of school! When you were four years old and ran around the beach naked, it was cute, but people are less impressed with a naked eleven-year-old." "Haley was impressed!" Eric giggled. "Anyway, I was just changing out of my swimsuit as we were getting ready to leave. No one else saw. Well, Sam and Josh saw, but they don't count." John shook his head then smiled at his son's boldness. Haley would show up, tomorrow. The next morning, Eric tried not to think about Haley. He busied himself watching cartoons, eating cereal, and playing with his favorite toy: Legos. He was surprised by the knock on the door. He looked up at the clock: 10:05. John answered the door. He wasn't sure if his son was clothed, or not, and he didn't want Haley scared off before she even got into the house. Haley was dressed in a long, white t-shirt that came down to mid-thigh. It was obvious that she was wearing a bikini underneath. She had flip-flops on her feet. "Hi, Mr. Reynolds. Is Eric home?" "Hi, Haley! Come on in. Eric's in his room. I'm sure he'll be really happy that you're here." Haley blushed. John considered warning Haley about his son's preference for spending all of his time at home sans clothing, but he decided to let Eric work that out, himself. John walked Haley as far as the hallway then pointed to Eric's room, leaving the two children alone to work out any issues that needed working out. Haley stopped at the open door and rapped lightly on the doorframe. "Hi, Eric." Eric was seated at his desk. Haley could see his bare shoulders above the seat back and his bare feet under the chair. She remembered seeing him naked, yesterday, and briefly wondered if he was naked, now. He swiveled the chair around, and Haley's heart jumped for an instant, then she saw the racer-type swimsuit that he was wearing. "Awesome! You came!" Eric stood up and walked toward Haley. Haley's eyes fixed on the bulge in Eric's swimsuit. She could clearly see the outline of his boy package: two round, marble-sized orbs positioned below a short, slender shaft, pointing upwards. Haley realized that she was staring. When she looked up, Eric was smiling at her. It was obvious that he knew she was checking him out. She blushed and looked down at the ground. "It's okay, Haley. I don't mind. In fact, I thought it was really cool when you saw me, yesterday." Haley looked up and started to protest, but the look on Eric's face told her that she wasn't going to get away with it, so she changed her tack. "I didn't mean to look..." "Yes you did, but it's okay. Really. I like it when people see me naked. That's kinda weird, huh?" "A little, I guess." Then Haley felt bad about calling Eric weird, even though she was just agreeing with him. "But I don't mind! I think you look really nice." In her haste not to hurt Eric's feelings, Haley ended up revealing more than she had intended. She found herself staring at the ground, again, and her face felt very warm. Eric smiled. "I usually go swimming naked. To be honest, I'm pretty much naked all the time, at home. The only reason I'm wearing a swimsuit, now, is that I was afraid I might scare you off if I was naked when you got here." Haley laughed. "Are you serious, or are you just messing with me?" In answer, Eric turned his hip toward Haley and pulled down his swimsuit. "See? No tan lines." Haley laughed, again. "Are you okay with me swimming naked, or would you rather I kept my suit on? I really hate wearing bathing suits, but I don't want to freak you out." Haley didn't want to look like she was squeamish, so without really thinking about it, she said, "I don't mind! It won't bother me, at all." "Cool!" Eric quickly shucked his suit and tossed it into the corner before Haley could change her mind. Haley's eyes widened as it occurred to her what she had just agreed to. Eric felt a lot more comfortable, now that his boy parts were no longer trapped up against his body. He unconsciously adjusted his testicles then gave his penis a tug. Haley was amazed that a boy would so easily get naked in front of a girl and so openly touch himself. "So..." Eric began, slowly, then quickly gained some courage. "You can go swimming naked, too. If you want." Haley was surprised to find that she was excited by that idea, and she almost felt as if it were her turn to get naked, since Eric had gotten naked for her; however, she was way too embarrassed to consider it for very long. "Maybe some other time..." "That's cool. Do you need to change?" "No, I'm ready." Haley pulled her t-shirt off over her head. "Wow! You look great!" Eric's eyes widened at the sight of Haley in her skimpy bikini. "How come you didn't wear that at the lake, yesterday?" "My mom wouldn't let me. She said it's too 'immodest' for public. She only lets me wear it around the house and in our back yard." Haley giggled. "She didn't realize I had it on under my t-shirt, when I left, or she probably would have made me change." Eric walked around Haley, eyeing her carefully. "I like the way your butt cheeks poke out of the back. That's cute!" "They do not!" Haley protested, even though she knew they did, while she tugged futilely at the bottom of her suit. Eric smiled and grabbed her hand. "Come on!" Haley barely had time to step out of her flip-flops before Eric drug her out of the room, through the family room, and out a sliding glass door to the pool deck. He paused at the edge of the pool and turned to look at her with a big smile on his face. That was all the warning she got before he jumped into the pool. As her hand was still in his, she had little choice but to jump with him. She was surprised by how warm the water was. She always dreaded that initial shock of jumping into cold water, but Eric's pool was wonderfully warm. When she came to the surface, her hand was still in Eric's. "Wow! It's so warm!" "Yeah, my dad likes it that way. He hates the cold." Eric dove back under the water without letting go of Haley's hand. She dove with him and made it about half the length of the pool before she felt the urge to surface. Eric was still pulling her along, but, fortunately, they were swimming towards the shallow end, and she was able to stand up and drag him back towards her. "Your pool's so big! How can you stay under so long?" Eric smiled. "I swim a lot! Wanna play catch?" Without waiting for an answer, Eric swum over to the edge of the pool and climbed out. Haley smiled when she saw Eric's boy parts dangling between his legs under his cute, wet butt. He grabbed a foam football then ran back to the pool. Haley was tickled by the way Eric's little penis jiggled when he ran. She was so spellbound by his adorable, naked body that she almost got hit by him when he jumped back into the pool. Haley closed her eyes to protect herself from the splash and lost sight of Eric under the water. Suddenly, the sopping wet football hit her in the back of the head. She spun around to see Eric laughing uproariously. "I'm gonna get you for that!" Haley grabbed the football and took off after Eric. He was too fast for her, but she managed to get him corned and threw the ball from close range. Eric turned his head and caught the football on the side of this head, Haley having managed to get it past his upraised arms. He dove after Haley and grabbed her ankle. She turned over and pushed off of the bottom with her free foot, breaking loose of Eric's grip. Eric tried to throw the football at her, but she quickly grabbed his wrists and struggled with him. Eric was strong, for his age, but so was Haley. They fought with each other until they were each laughing too hard to continue. Haley dropped her defenses, and Eric took advantage of the opportunity to throw the football at her, but she was able to deflect it away with her hand. Neither one of them went after it. They just stood in the water, breathing hard, and laughing at each other. Eric got a mischievous twinkle in his eye then pounced on Haley, knocking her over. They wrestled with each other, twisting and turning under the water. Out of breath, Haley broke for the surface with Eric clinging to her back. She struggled to throw him off, but he had a firm grip around her shoulders. Haley then realized that Eric's penis was pressed up against her butt. Through her thin bikini bottom, it felt like it was a little longer and a lot stiffer than the short, floppy thing she had seen earlier. She was surprised that she was actually enjoying the sensation rather than being freaked out by it, then Eric started slowly rubbing his penis against her. Haley immediately spun around in an effort to break free, but this just left her facing Eric with his penis now pressed up against her other side. Eric gave her a sheepish look, realizing, himself, what he had just been doing. Eric leaned forward, and Haley thought he was going to kiss her, but, instead, he just pressed his nose up against hers, then he pulled his head back and laughed at the strange look on Haley's face. Haley smiled at Eric, then Eric, once again, brought his face close to hers. This time, he touched noses but then turned his head slightly to the right and awkwardly pressed his lips against hers. He held them there for a few seconds then pulled back to check Haley's reaction. Haley's smiled encouraged him to do it again. This time, he opened his mouth slightly and held the kiss a little longer. His hands traced their way down Haley's back then rested on her buttocks. He gave them a gentle squeeze, then ever so softly pressed his tongue into Haley's mouth. This was a little too much for Haley, and she pushed him away, swam on her back to the edge of the pool, pulled herself out of the water, and sat on the edge, with her feet dangling in. Eric swam over to her and put his hands on her knees. He looked up at her and realized that she wasn't mad at him--just a little bit surprised. He ran his fingers down her shin, took her foot in both hands, and began to massage it. He kept his eyes fixed on hers and saw her smile. Haley playfully rubbed one foot on Eric's chest and belly as he massaged the other, trading off several times. "That feels good!" she told him. After several minutes, Eric climbed out of the water and led Haley over to a lounge chair. He dried her off, then himself. "Lay down on your belly." Eric knelt next to the chair and placed his hands on Haley's shoulders. He proceeded to kneed the muscles where her neck joined her shoulders. Gradually, he worked his way down her back, pulling on the bottom tie of her bikini top so gently that Haley didn't notice. He worked her lower back, then started on her butt. Haley sat up enough to give Eric's hand a playful slap, but Eric kept squeezing her buttocks and Haley let him. Eventually, he moved down her legs to her feet then indicated with a gentle push that she should roll over onto her back. He worked his way back up her right leg, pulling it a little to the side so he could caress the inside of her thigh. As he got near the top of her leg, she tensed up, a little. Eric moved back down until Haley relaxed, again, then started moving back up. He repeated this several times until he was rubbing dangerously close to her girl parts without any signs of protest. Eric did the same with Haley's other leg, and she was just a little bit disappointed when he moved on to her belly. When he reached her chest, she stiffened. Again, Eric backed off a little, giving Haley a chance to get used to her touch. Eric was struggling to control himself. His hands were actually trembling, slightly, but he remembered what his father had told him about going slowly--painfully slowly. Eventually, he was able to push Haley's top up past her nipples. She giggled and shuddered, slightly, when he touched them, but she didn't stop him. Gaining confidence, Eric leaned over Haley and softly kissed her right nipple. More giggles, but no protests. He softly kissed the other nipple, then, in one, smooth motion, he pushed the top up to her shoulders and over her head. Haley gasped, but Eric pressed his lips against hers as he held her shoulders against the lounge chair. After a few seconds, Haley relaxed, kissing Eric back, allowing him to press his tongue into her mouth and even pushing hers into his. Eric kissed Haley's neck, then each nipple, then her bellybutton. Then he swiftly pulled the ties on her bikini bottom, whisked it away, and kissed her tender, bare pussy. Haley squirmed, and her whole body seemed to wriggle, like she was trying to climb off the top of the lounge chair, but Eric held onto her and pushed his tongue into her slit. Haley grabbed Eric's head and held onto him tightly as his tongue probed her slit. Eric shifted his body, pushing Haley's legs apart, further. She loosened her grip on his head, and he lifted it up for a moment and spread her labia with his fingers so he could get a look at her girl parts. The pictures he had seen hadn't quite prepared him for the real thing, but he thought he saw what he was looking for. He pushed his tongue back between Haley's lips, and, judging by the way her body wriggled and the sound she made, he was sure he had found her clitoris. He attacked it with his tongue. Haley started writhing as if she were trying to get away, but the way she tightened her grip on Eric's head told him that she didn't want him to stop. He kept licking furiously while he poked his index finger around until he found her vagina. He was surprised by how wet it was. His finger slipped in easily. This sensation pushed Haley over the edge. Her whole body tensed, and Eric felt her vagina clamp down on his finger. Haley let out a trembling sigh that lasted for about ten seconds, then her body went limp, and she collapsed back on the lounge chair. Eric looked up, but kept his finger in Haley's vagina. Her eyes were closed, and she was breathing hard. Eric moved up her body, keeping his finger in place. He used his hand to guide the head of his stiff, 3-inch penis into her vagina. Haley's eyes snapped open when both of Eric's hands grasped her shoulders and she realized that it wasn't his finger that was inside of her, now. Eric fought hard to control himself as he slowly worked the full length of his penis into her. He pulled back slightly, then pushed in a little further. He repeated this several times until he was all the way inside of her. He gave her a brief moment to get accustomed to him before pulling out about half way then pushing back in. He managed about half a dozen, slow strokes before he lost all control and started thrusting rapidly. After ten, quick stabs, he pushed hard into her, tensed up, and felt a wave of pleasure wash over his body. He felt a tiny bit of thin, watery fluid escape the end of his penis in several, small spurts, then he collapsed onto Haley's body. It had started and ended so quickly that Haley wasn't sure what had just happened. She could still feel Eric's penis inside of her, but it quickly went soft and slipped out of her. Eric had had his penis in her for less than thirty seconds, and the sensation was fading away so rapidly that Haley wasn't entirely sure that it had been real. She became aware of the weight of the sweating, panting boy on top of her. She pushed hard on his shoulders, and he rolled off of her onto his side. Haley gave him a shocked look, but the smile on this face soon brought one to her own. They both laughed out loud. Eric caressed Haley's flat chest and taunt belly. He brushed her cheek with the backs of his fingers. He was returning to his senses, and he remembered that it was important to cuddle with the girl, afterwards--especially the first time, when she was likely to have a sudden attack of regret. He had just experienced the most wonderful feeling of his young life--and he wanted to experience it, again. And again. And again. He knew that if he could get Haley to have sex with him at least once more before she left, she would be more likely to want to do it, again, in the future; if she left now, she might feel guilty about what they had done and avoid him altogether. Eric ran his fingers through Haley's hair, continuing to stroke her gently. He was happy to see that his touches were having a calming effect on her. A moment ago, she had looked like she wanted to run away; now, she was content to lie next to him, peacefully. After several minutes, however, the silence between them became awkward. Haley sat up, pulled her knees to her chest, and hugged her legs. She regarded Eric's handsome, nude form. Then she noticed the red streaks on his penis. "You're bleeding." She said it matter-of-factly, without any alarm. Eric sat up. "It's okay." He touched her shoulder to reassure her. "It's from you. My dad told me that girls often bleed, a little, the first time, but it's nothing to worry about." Haley spread her legs a little and saw a few smears of blood on her thighs and labia. She gently spread her lips apart to confirm that the blood had, indeed, come from her. "I'll go get something to clean you up with." Haley was surprised that she wasn't bothered by her bleeding. She casually examined herself while she waited for Eric to return. In the house, Eric grabbed a washcloth from the hall closet and wet it at the kitchen sink. He detoured through the living room, where his dad was sitting, pretending to read a book. "Dad! Check it out!" Eric pointed to the blood on his penis. John gave him a warm smile and watched his son exit through the sliding glass door, kneel in front of the girl he had such a crush on, and gently wipe her clean before doing the same to himself. John was thrilled that his son had lost his virginity at such a young age. He, himself, had had numerous issues with girls, and later women, that had kept him a virgin until he had met Eric's mother when he was 35 years old. He didn't want his son to suffer the way he had. Eric led Haley into the living room, and it was clear that she had completely forgotten that she was naked. Eric stood in front of his dad with his arm around Haley's shoulders. "Hey, Dad, can you make lunch for us, now?" "Sure, son!" As John was getting up, he couldn't help himself from checking out Haley's body--in a very obvious way. Suddenly, Haley realized that she was standing naked in front of Eric's dad. She was hit by a wave of both embarrassment and panic, but there was nowhere to hide. John immediately intervened. "Don't worry, Haley. It's okay for you to be naked with Eric." Haley wasn't sure if Eric's dad meant just naked, or if he meant that he knew they had just had sex. Regardless, Eric clearly wasn't going to let her run away, and, strangely enough, she was very quickly becoming comfortable with being naked. After what she and Eric had just done, being naked no longer seemed like such a big deal. After lunch, Haley sat on Eric's lap on the couch while they watched corny Disney reruns on TV. It wasn't long before Eric was tickling Haley, and Haley was pretending to be mad and fighting back. In a matter of minutes, Eric had Haley on her back and was between her legs, trying to find her vagina with his once-again-stiff penis. Haley made a bogus attempt to push him off of her, but then guided him to the correct spot when it became clear that he was having trouble finding it, again. A dozen or so quick jabs, and Eric was done. Haley was disappointed that it was over so quickly, but it had been fun, anyway. They laid together, quietly, for a while, then Haley explained that she had to leave. At first, Eric wouldn't let her get up. They wrestled, again, and Haley managed to pull free. She walked to Eric's room to get her t-shirt and flip-flops, then she realized that she didn't know where her bikini was. Without warning, Eric tackled her from behind, and she landed on her hands and knees. His penis had gotten stiff, again, and he was rubbing it against her still-bare butt. After getting poked in the wrong place several times, Haley became worried that Eric might try to stick his penis up her butt, so she reached between her legs and once again guided him into her vagina. He lasted a little longer, this time, but not by much. Haley twisted herself out from under Eric and gave him a firm slap on his butt. "Help me find my bikini!" Eric offered to walk her home, but Haley told him that she wanted to go by herself. "You're coming over again, tomorrow, right?" "Maybe..." Then Haley broke into laughter. She would be back.