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Trent: The Babymaker
by rache

Chapter Two

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Story Codes: m/f, teen, romance, first, petting, pregnant, angst
Synopsis: Fifteen year old Trent just wanted to knock up his best
friend's little sister and forget about her, but falling in love
wasn't part of the plan! Things only get more complicated when Julie
decides to show her new boyfriend off to her friends and Trent soon
finds himself juggling romance with desire as the prettiest girls in
seventh grade try to steal him away.

Copyright 2009 Rachael Ross - Note: This story is in progress!
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Trent: The Babymaker
by rache

Chapter Two



Sunday afternoon probably wasn't the best time to be sneaking my
thirteen year old girlfriend up to my bedroom, but I was just fifteen
anyway...What did I know about it? I'd never had a girlfriend before and
when Julie told me she wanted to "do it" again, I wasn't going to try
and talk her out of it!

Jules was a little hottie anyway, except she was just in the seventh
grade. That pretty much sucked because I was in high school and having
a little kid for a girlfriend wouldn't impress anyone, you know? I
really wanted a girl my own age, or even a little older would be
really cool, but Julie had a serious crush on me anyway, so I'd kind
of taken advantage of the situation. Mostly I just wanted to knock her
up because making a girl pregnant had to be the absolute coolest thing
in the world.

I didn't really plan on being her boyfriend though!

"Shhh..." I held a finger to my lips, holding Julie's hand as I peeked
through the front door.

"Is you mom home?" she asked with a giggle and the girl wouldn't stop
laughing!

"Yeah," I whispered, giving her a dirty look. "We gotta be quiet!"

"Sorry," Jules grinned at me, not looking very sorry at all.

"Come on..." I pulled her inside the house and towards the stairs. "I
think she's in the kitchen."

"This is fun!" she giggled again and I rolled my eyes. It wasn't gonna
be fun if my parents caught us!

I mean, it wasn't like I couldn't have a girlfriend, but I was pretty
sure that they'd want her to be a little older than Jules. For sure my
mom wouldn't let me bring her to my room! Mostly though, I just didn't
want to tell my parents that I was dating my best friend's little
sister. That would be so weird.

Jules smiled at me as I closed my bedroom door behind us and pushed
the button on the doorknob to lock it. She looked so cute when she did
that, like kind of shy and probably nervous, but happy too. Her big
brown eyes were shining and Jules pulled some wavy brown hair out of
her face as she looked around. Her jeans were falling down a little,
kind of loose beneath her narrow hips so I could see the waistband of
her white panties. For being just a little kid, Julie was way sexy and
especially her tummy. It was flat and soft now, but I could imagine it
getting bigger and that really made me dick hard.

"You got a nice room," she whispered, sitting on my bed and kicking
off her shoes. Jules didn't wear any socks and she wiggled her little
pick toes at me.

"It's okay," I shrugged, sitting down next to her and we just sort of
looked at each other for a few seconds.

"I love you, Trent," she swallowed hard and I hoped she wasn't going
to change her mind.

"I love you too," I said, putting my left arm behind her back and
reaching with my other arm so I could touch her tummy with my right
hand.

This had been her idea anyway, coming to my house so we could have
sex, so all she needed was to hear me say it. As soon as I touched
her, Jules kissed me. Her small, pink tongue licked my lips and she
was getting really good at making out. We both were, and I tickled her
tongue with mine as I laid back on the bed and pulled her with me.

She let me do anything too and that seemed like the most amazing thing
ever. Jules just smiled up at me, giggling softly as I pulled her
yellow halter over head. She shook her hair loose and sat up so I
could take off her bra. The catch was right in the front and she
looked down, breathing hard as she watched my fingers. I think I was
more scared than Jules, but I tried not to show it. I'd just never
taken off a girl's bra before and when I finally got the little hook
things undone, it just fell away from her chest.

Jules shivered a little and her skin had turned pink, but her nipples
were almost red. She didn't really have boobs, just fat nipples, kind
of long and hard and puffy. Julie fell back again and she didn't do
anything except smile when I touched her. I'd felt her tits before,
but now I could see them and I wished they were bigger, but she was
still really pretty anyway.

"They hurt kinda," Jules whispered, licking her lips as I rubbed both
of her nipples with my hands at the same time.

"They do?" I pulled my hands away.

"Not because of you!" she giggled. "That feels good. Do it some more."

"Oh!" I grinned at her and blushed a little. "I thought you meant I
was..."

"Uh-uh," Jules sighed and nodded her head. "Just...Ummm...Harder too..."

"Harder?"

"Yeah...Like this..."

She put her hands on mine and really pressed my hands against her
nipples hard! I thought for sure that had to hurt, but Jules closed
her eyes and smiled, kind of arching her back as she moved my hands
around her tiny breasts. It wasn't just her nipples that were hard
either, the boobs around them, the small mounds of fat seemed to be
thick and swollen and I imagined what she'd be like with milk in her
little tits. Julie would probably get some real boobs then and I don't
know why I did it, but I leaned over her and kissed her tummy. I
kissed her higher too and she seemed to like that.

Julie moved our hands and I kissed her left nipple and she gasped
softly, kind of flinching, but not because it hurt. She put her hands
on my head and pulled me against her tit and I kissed it again and
then I sucked it like I was a baby. That really made her move! Jules
nodded her head and sort of half-giggled, half-sighed when I sucked
her nipple hard. I could get all of her boob in my mouth and I even
bit her a little bit, but not very hard.

"Yeah...Ummm...Oh! Like that...Harder..." she whispered and I did everything
Jules told me to do.

While she taught me how much she liked having her tits kissed and
sucked, I moved my hand down to her pants. I rubbed her pussy through
the thin denim and the girl was steaming! God! I couldn't believe how
hot Jules could get and she spread her legs and pushed up with her
butt so I could rub her harder. I wondered for a second if she was one
of those nymphomaniac girls I'd heard of, except nobody I knew had
ever met one. Jules acted like it though and I started unsnapping her
jeans when she pulled my mouth over to her other nipple.

She helped me too, that's what I mean. Jules kicked her legs when I
started pushing her pants down and we giggled when I had to sit up and
pull them inside out off her feet. She only wore her panties then and
Julie scooted her butt along my bed until she was lying down with her
head on my pillow, on her back and rubbing her tummy with a delicious
smile on her face. Like she was full of hot chocolate or something,
that's what she looked like, and I pulled off my t-shirt quickly. I
took off my pants too and my socks. I pushed my jeans down and then I
was just in my boxers.

We made out for a little while and I fingered her pussy through her
panties at first. Jules played with my dick too, just rubbing it
through my underwear while we Frenched and hugged each other. This was
so cool and it got even better when Jules started pushing my boxers
down. I knew what that meant and I could feel it anyway. I mean, her
little pussy was hot and wet, her panties had a big wet spot and she
wanted me to take them off for her, so I did.

We were naked!

"You got a big dick!" she giggled, looking down at my swollen cock and
holding it in her small hand. It did look big compared to her.

"I want to put it in you," I whispered, kissing her neck and hair,
just breathing her because Jules smelled so good.

"Yeah," she nodded, squirming her hips as I working my finger around
inside her.

Her pussy felt really weird inside, but it was kind of cool too. Jules
was really soft inside, and hot and wet like I said, but soft too and
tight. She had little bumps too and like ridges and I dunno. It was
just really weird feeling the inside of a girl, but it didn't gross me
out or anything. I liked it and Jules didn't mind. She was moving her
hips and sort of bouncing her butt off my bed. Sometimes she'd squeeze
my hand between her thighs and make funny noises. Girls, I thought,
were seriously amazing and I couldn't wait to put my dick inside her
again.

I moved between her legs as Jules spread them around me. I kept myself
up on my elbows mostly and slid a little higher until I could feel her
pussy with my dick. She giggled softly and her eyes were really big
and shining, staring up at me. Julie looked a little scared maybe, but
her arms were tight around my back. She pulled me closer so we could
make out a little more and I couldn't help but move, you know, like
pushing my cock against her and trying to get it inside.

We made out for five more minutes probably, with my cock sort of
rubbing her pussy, but not going in. My dick would start maybe, but
then it would point up or down sometimes and just slide along her
puffy slit and I'd pull back to try again. It was pretty fun anyway,
except my cock really, really wanted to get inside her. It felt kind
of weird, but Jules kissed me eagerly and she liked that game just
fine. It must have felt good for her, having my dick rubbing her pussy
all over. She moaned a lot, softly like a kitten purring and if my
cock found her pussy just right, she'd gasp and blink at me, and roll
her hips. She was doing that a lot, moving beneath me and I could feel
her fat nipples rubbing my chest and her breathing became fast and
ragged.

"Oh!" she kind of yelped and pulled me really hard against her all of
a sudden, and Julie's pussy was going around in a little circle with
the head of my cock jammed right up against her slit.

She kissed my face and neck and held her breath and then *POP* my cock
found her hole finally and she was just as tight as before! I really
pushed hard then and Julie shivered, squeezing her legs around me so
tightly that it kind of hurt, but I didn't care. She was cumming, I'd
figured that out, and that seemed like the best time to really push my
cock inside her. Except, well, I didn't have much choice anyway. It
wasn't like I planned it or anything. My body pushed all by itself,
but it sounds cooler if I say I knew what I was doing, you know.

So I pushed and pulled and we were fucking. I was fucking my little
girlfriend and Jules was all over my dick too. She moved like somebody
put jumping beans in her butt or something and I guess she really
liked sex a lot. I knew I did! I fucked her as hard and fast as I
could, feeling her pussy squeezing my dick like it was trying to push
me back out. Every time I got all the way inside her, Jules would go,
"Uh-huh!" kind of high pitched and happy, and then her pussy would
squeeze my dick so hard it almost came back out, so I'd push again.

I knew I was supposed to pull out. Jules hadn't said anything, but
that was the plan. Her plan. My plan was different and I had no idea
if I'd knocked her up Friday night, but I had another shot at her eggs
now and I wasn't going to waste it. I couldn't fuck her very long
anyway to tell the truth. Like two minutes or maybe three after I was
inside her, I felt my balls getting tight. My cock too, like it was
pulling back, getting smaller as it got ready to shoot and I wanted to
hold it back. Don't ask me why, but I liked that feeling a lot.
Anticipation.

I kissed her. I put my mouth on Julie's and pushed my tongue in her
mouth and she sucked on it. I swear! Julie sucked my tongue like a
pacifier or something and I got so tight my stomach started to hurt
and then..."Mmmmph!" I moaned into her mouth and my dick started
shooting all my semen inside her hot little hole. I came fast and
hard, the cum flying out of my dick so quickly I couldn't even think
straight! I'd never had a cum like that one and it was over way too
fast. I never wanted it to stop, but it finally did and I'd had my
cock jammed as far inside Jules as I could the whole time.

"What did you do?" she blinked at me, all red faced and breathing
hard.

"Ummm..." I smiled at her.

"Trent!"

"Shhh..." I kissed her again, but Julie turned her face and she was
trying to push me off. My dick was still hard and still inside her.

"You put your stuff in me!" she whispered loudly. "Get up!"

"I'm sorry," I said lamely, pushing myself off, even though I totally
didn't want to. My cock slid out of her easily and we both looked at
her small, pink pussy.

"I don't see any," she frowned, kind of pulling at her pussy lips.
They were red and sort of puffy, really wet too, but we didn't see any
white semen or anything.

"It was just a little," I lied, thinking I'd put like a gallon of
spunk inside her.

"It wasn't a little!" she frowned at me. "It's way up in me!"

"I'm sorry, Jules."

"I told you before..."

"I couldn't help it."

"...you gotta take it out first!"

"Just go to the bathroom," I suggested, pushing myself off the bed.
"Come here...But you gotta be quiet though."

"God!" she looked ready to cry, but I think she was more mad than
scared and I felt like a jerk, sort of.

"I couldn't help it," I told her again, pulling her hands so she'd get
off my bed. "I love you so much, I wasn't thinking about it."

"Really?" she looked up at me and I nodded seriously.

"I can't even think when you're kissing me, Jules."

"Yeah," she smiled a little and nodded. "Me too."

"Next time," I promised her. "I swear. I'll never do it again."

"Promise?"

"Yeah."

"Okay," she giggled and stood up, hugging me. "I love you too."

Julie stayed in the bathroom for a long time and I started getting
nervous. I'd dressed and made my bed again, except it had a little wet
spot on it, but I couldn't do anything about that. Mom and Dad were
downstairs. I could smell something cooking, like pork chops maybe,
and the television was on. I kept waiting for Julie and I almost
knocked on the bathroom door to ask her what she was doing in there
when it opened.

"You put a lot in me!" she frowned.

"I did?" I made an apologetic face. "Sorry."

"It's okay," she shrugged. "I got it out anyway."

"Good," I smiled at her and Jules smiled back and gave me a hug.

"Next time you gotta pull out though," she said and I agreed quickly,
just happy there would be a next time, you know? I could have fucked
her again right then, except it was getting late and we were both
dressed and everything, but my dick was hard!

I'd spunked her good!

Getting Julie out of my house was like a secret mission for James Bond
or somebody. The stairs went right down to the living room and Dad was
watching a football game. I thought about asking Julie if she could
just sorta hangout in my room until we were eating dinner and then she
could sneak out by herself, but as soon as I thought that plan up, I
knew it would sound bad. What kind of a jerk would do something like
that to his girlfriend?

Except Jules wasn't my real girlfriend, was she? Julie was just a kid
that I wanted to fuck. A little seventh grader who had a stupid crush
on me and liked to make out and everything. It wasn't like I was
really gonna date her...except it kind of felt like that. I didn't want
to make her mad or hurt or anything. I liked the way she liked me and
I liked fucking her and I liked her. I mean, I sorta liked her. Kind
of. It was confusing and I didn't know what I felt, except I wasn't
gonna make her sneak out of my house by herself, so...

"You, um..." I cleared my throat as we stood in the hallway upstairs, "...
want to stay for dinner?"

I couldn't believe I was asking her that!

"Really?" she smiled at me and nodded quickly. "Okay."

"But, I gotta ask my mom first."

"I know."

"She might be a little, uh...mad. Sorta."

"Because I was in your room?"

"Yeah," I nodded, trying to understand why I was doing this, but
seeing her smile was so cool. "We'll just say we were playing the
Playstation. Okay?"

"Yeah," Jules giggled and I liked that sound a lot too. "What games
you got?"

"Oh, um..." I made a face trying to think of a game a girl might like, "...
Final Fantasy?"

"Okay," she shrugged. "Is your mom, um...is she gonna like me?"

"Of course," I smiled at her. "She's seen you before."

"Yeah, but..." Jules giggled nervously, "...I wasn't your girlfriend
before."

"Oh," I shrugged. "We won't tell her about that. Okay?"

"We won't?" she looked kind of disappointed.

"Not right away," I said. "I mean, later, if she's not too mad, I'll
tell her and..."

"Yeah," Jules smiled again. "I wanna tell everybody!"

"Uh, yeah," I smiled back. "Me too."

"I love you," she hugged me again and girls were so weird sometimes!

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"Soooo..." Dad smiled at Julie, "...you bumped into each other at the
mall, huh?"

"Yeah," I nodded and it was kind of a weird supper, but at least my
parents were acting nice.

"Trent took me to a movie," Julie said with a smile.

"Really," Mom nodded. "Which one?"

"Harry Potter," I answered. "It was okay."

"It was fun!" Jules giggled and I made a face inside, but outside I
just ate some pork chop.

"I didn't think you liked Harry Potter," Mom looked at me and she was
suspicious, I thought.

"He didn't really want to see it," Julie said before I could say
anything. "But Trent's so nice..."

"Cost a lot of money taking a girl to a movie," Dad chuckled. "You're
going to have to find a job pretty soon."

"Dave..." Mom gave him a little look.

"What?" Dad shrugged. "It's the truth. Trent's got a girlfriend now,
right?"

"Uh..." I swallowed hard because I didn't think they knew. Jules giggled
again and her face was a little pink.

They let it go, thank goodness, probably because Julie was there and
they didn't want to embarrass her anymore than she already was.
Except, I didn't think Jules was very embarrassed at all. She seemed
perfectly happy that my parents knew she was my new girlfriend and of
course her parents would know as well, since Jules had called her mom
to ask if she could stay for dinner. That meant Randy would know his
little sister was at my house and I didn't have any little sisters for
Jules to play with, so...

My life was kind of ending, I figured. Just because I liked her smile.
And her giggle. And the way she liked to look up suddenly with her
eyes, those really soft brown ones, like catching me staring at her
and making me feel shy for no reason at all. Jules. I wasn't supposed
to like her that much! But I did all of a sudden and I wished I
didn't. Sort of. Maybe. I didn't know, except I liked being around her
and especially kissing her and most especially fucking her. Fucking
was great, but even when we weren't doing that...Why did I like her now?

"Your mom and dad are really nice," Julie said, holding my hand as we
walked to her house.

"Yeah," I nodded. "They're kind of normal sometimes."

"Was your mom mad?" she asked and I hadn't really planned on walking
Jules home, but Mom had made it sound like I'd better.

"Kinda," I said. "Maybe. I couldn't really tell."

"I hope not," she sighed. "I had a lot of fun today."

"Me too," I agreed, thinking that was like the understatement of the
year! All we'd done was make out mostly.

"Are we gonna go out again?"

"Yeah," I looked at her. "Maybe. Do you want to?"

"Of course I do!" she giggled, sort of leaning against me while we
walked slowly. It wasn't very far anyway.

"Like next weekend," I said. "We can do something maybe."

"Like what?"

"I dunno," I chuckled. "Uh...You ever ride the go-carts?"

"Oh yeah!" she grinned at me. "I wanna do that!"

"Okay," I smiled back at her.

"I'm really good at it too!"

"Me too!"

"I'll race you!" Jules laughed. "I'll beat you too!"

"You will not!"

"I will too! You'll see. We went like ten times last summer."

"So? That doesn't mean you can beat me."

"I beat everybody. I beat Randy all the time!"

"Anybody can beat Randy," I rolled my eyes. "He sucks at go-carts."

"Yeah!" Jules laughed again. "But I don't!"

"Yeah, yeah," I laughed too. "We'll see."

I didn't know why the idea of racing go-carts with Jules sounded like
fun. I mean, it shouldn't have been fun at all, but I was looking
forward to it already. Probably because I liked it so much anyway.
Still, the idea of seeing Jules driving around and giggling and most
likely crashing into old tires made me grin. I couldn't help it. Like
just imagining her having fun made me feel warm inside, or bigger
inside, or...something. It was weird and I tried not to think about it
too much.

"Are you gonna come in?" Jules asked me when we got to her house and I
shook my head.

"I better get home," I told her. "In case my mom really is mad."

"Oh," she kind of shrugged and we just looked at each other.

"I'll probably come over this week though," I said. "I mean, with
Randy, you know, after school or whatever."

"Yeah," she bit her bottom lip and I don't know why, but I kissed her.
Just really quickly on the lips and that made her smile and turn a
little pink.

"Bye," I said, before she could say anything like tell me she loved me
again. I always felt weird when she said that.

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"Trent?" Mom knocked on my door and opened it slowly, peeking around
it as I shoved an old Maxim magazine under my pillow.

"Hi Mom," I swallowed hard and picked up my pencil, since I was
supposed to be doing my homework.

"I was wondering if we could talk for a minute," she said, not
wondering at all because I didn't have a choice and we both knew it.

"Uh...sure," I nodded and I had an idea what this was gonna be about.

"Julie's a nice girl," she said, sitting on my desk chair and not
realy smiling, but not frowning either.

"Yeah. She's okay."

"How old is she now?"

"Um...thirteen."

"Uh-huh," Mom nodded like she already knew that and probably she did.
"That's kind of young for a girlfriend. Don't you think?"

"I don't know," I licked my lips. "She's really cool though."

"She's nice, I know."

"She wants to go to the go-carts with me next weekend."

"Okay," Mom took a deep breath. "I'm just not sure that Julie's ready
for a boyfriend."

"She likes me," I shrugged. "We just hang out a little."

"Right. I know. You've been Randy's friend for a long time and she has
a little crush on you..."

"Yeah," I smiled nervously.

"Girls are like that, especially at her age," Mom said. "It doesn't
mean that she's ready to date."

"We just went to a movie, Mom."

"I know."

"And she had two friends with her anyway," I explained. "Angie and
Lisa, I had to pay for them too, so..."

"Trent," Mom held up her hand. "I just don't want to see either of you
hurt. Julie's too young for this and I think her mother's going to
tell her the same thing."

"She is?" I narrowed my eyes and my stomach was all knotted up. It
kind of hurt, being told that I couldn't see Jules again.

"I talked to Carol on the phone," Mom nodded. "She didn't know
anything about this."

"Oh."

"She knew Julie likes you, but she didn't know you were taking her to
a movie."

"We just sort of bumped into each other."

"And you hate the mall," Mom said. "And I know you hate Harry Potter..."

"I don't hate the mall."

"...and you didn't just bump into her," Mom stared at me. "Did you?"

"No," I looked down.

"You're a good looking boy," Mom said. "There are a lot of girls your
own age..."

"I love her," I said and then I blinked because I hadn't meant to say
anything like that at all! I hadn't even thought of saying it.

"Trent..." Mom smiled and sighed.

"I mean, I sorta..." I shrugged.

"You're too young for that," she told me.

"I know," I frowned, still trying to understand why I'd said that and
most especially why it sounded like the truth.

"You let her go. Let her grow up a little more. When she's sixteen or
seventeen, then maybe..."

"Three years?" I blinked at her. "But that's forever!"

"It's not forever," Mom laughed lightly.

"But...I'll be like...in college or something."

"Yes you will," Mom nodded. "You'll probably have a girlfriend too and
Julie will have a boyfriend and..."

"So you don't want me to see her at all," I frowned.

"Trent..."

"Forget it," I stared down at my stupid homework and I didn't want to
act like a little kid, but I felt sick inside.

"You'll be alright," Mom sighed, trying to hug me and kissing the top
of my head like I was still her little boy. "This is for the best. For
both of you."

That was how my mom laid down the law in our house. She didn't yell or
make a lot of threats. She didn't get mad. She just talked, making it
seem like we were almost having a real discussion, but in truth we
weren't discussing anything. Mom had made up her mind that Julie was
too young for me and I couldn't be her boyfriend. That was it. End of
discussion.

If I got mad, if I yelled and stomped my feet and slammed the doors,
nothing would change. Except I'd probably get grounded or something.
Mom would get mad then, Dad too, but it wouldn't change her mind. Even
if I knew how to argue back, say the right words and make a good
point, it wouldn't have done me any good and I wasn't that smart
anyway.

I should have been happy about it, part of me thought. Now I had a
good reason to not be Julie's boyfriend. I'd fucked her and put a lot
of sperm in her and maybe, I hoped, knocked her up. But even if I
hadn't, I could still say I'd fucked a girl and I wouldn't have to
waste my money on her and listen to her tell me she loved me, and I
wouldn't have to take her go-carting or look into her eyes and listen
to her giggle. I wouldn't have to love her back anymore, but...I wanted
all that stuff!

I felt like I was dying.

"Trent? What's up, buddy?" Dad smiled at me and I wiped my eyes real
quickly. I wasn't really crying anyway.

"Just homework," I said, looking down.

"Your mom talk to you?" he asked and I nodded.

"Yeah."

"How you feeling?" he wondered, sitting down in the same chair Mom had
sat in.

"Okay."

"Well, I'm sure your Mom explained, so..."

"Yeah."

"...I thought it was about time we, uh...talked," Dad cleared his throat.
"About sex."

"Sex?" I looked up, narrowing my eyes.

"Yeah," he chuckled and I think Dad was a little nervous for some
reason. "Uh, I guess you're getting to that age and, uh...Well, I want
to make sure you know..."

"I know where babies come from," I smiled at him.

"Right. Yeah," he nodded. "But there's more to it than that, um...I know
you and Julie didn't, ah..."

"Have sex?" I blinked at him.

"You didn't. Did you?" he smiled so I'd know he was teasing and I
shook my head.

"No," I lied, trying really hard not to look guilty, but I don't think
Dad could imagine Jules having sex with me anyway, since she was just
a little kid.

"Good," he nodded. "But someday you might meet a girl and take her out
on a date, and the first thing is that you don't force a girl to do
anything she doesn't want to do. Right?"

"I wouldn't do that."

"I know," Dad nodded. "I'm just saying, no means no and if a girl
tells you to stop, you have to stop."

"Yeah. They told us that in school."

"They did?" he smiled. "Oh. Okay, well, now I'm telling you at home."

"Okay, Dad."

"And the next thing is, um...Well, you shouldn't have sex," he told me
and I laughed nervously. So did he. "I mean, you should wait until you
meet the girl you know you want to marry and..."

"Yeah."

"...and, yeah, ummm..." Dad pursed his lips. "But if you can't wait, then...
Do you know what condoms are?"

"Yeah, Dad," I rolled my eyes. "They told us about those too."

"Okay. Good," he grinned. "That makes it easy. You should always use
protection, okay? I'm not giving you permission here. I don't want you
having sex with the first girl you find."

We both laughed.

"I'm just saying, you should be prepared," Dad told me. "It takes two
to tango and whatever happens is as much your responsibility as it is
the girl's. See?"

"Yeah."

"The last thing you need is a pregnant girlfriend," he said. "That
just changes everything and you want to build your life around the
future, not the past. Okay?"

"Uhhh..." I shrugged because sometimes I didn't really understand my
dad.

"Do you have any condoms?" he asked me.

"What? Uh...No."

"Hmmm..." Dad glanced over his shoulder and then reached into his
trousers, pulling three foil packs out of his pocket. "Here. You take
these and keep them handy, alright?"

"Okay," I sort of blinked as he put the three condoms in my hand.

"Like I said, that's not permission," Dad told me. "It's just
precaution. Put one in your wallet and..."

"Um, okay."

"...let's keep this between you and me," Dad lowered his voice. "Your
mom doesn't need to know."

"She doesn't?" I narrowed my eyes because I never even imagined my
parents might have secrets, even little ones.

"No," he smiled. "So keep those in a safe place and if the need ever,
uh...arises..." he chuckled, "...make sure you use them."

"Uh, sure Dad."

"Good," he nodded. "Any questions?"

"Nope," I shook my head, thinking this was really weird. Getting a
girl pregnant was all I wanted to do!

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

"You went out with my sister?" Randy stared at me and I'd just come
around the corner to meet him like always did.

"What?" I asked innocently as we started walking towards school

"Julie," he said. "You took her to a movie?"

"Sorta," I shrugged like it wasn't a big deal. "We just bumped into
each other..."

"Yeah right!" Randy rolled his eyes. "She had dinner at your house,
dude!

"So?"

"So she's my sister!" he said, making it sound like I was a jerk or
something.

"We just hung out for a little bit."

"Did you kiss her?"

"What?" I made a face at him.

"Did you make out with my sister?"

"No! She's just a little kid."

"You liar!" Randy stared at me and he looked really mad all of a
sudden. "You kissed her."

"What? When?"

"Last night," he told me. "My mom saw you kiss her through the
window."

"Just a little one," I admitted with a hard swallow. "I walked her
home and I kissed her goodbye. So what?"

"It's still a kiss!"

"Chill out, dude!" I stared at him. "God! You know what she's like!
Jules wouldn't leave me alone. What was I sposed to do?"

"You didn't have to kiss her," Randy frowned and he did know what
Julie was like, and that she had a major crush on me.

We walked for a couple blocks without saying anything and I guessed
Randy was calming down a little. I mean, I was his best friend and
Julie was always trying to get my attention, smiling and giggling and
annoying us. Randy could understand how I might have ended up with her
at the mall without really meaning to, and how she could sorta invite
herself to do stuff. I wouldn't want to hurt her feelings and probably
she'd been begging for a kiss, right? That's what Randy might have
figured. I hoped so anyway.

"What, um...What did your mom say?" I wondered.

"I dunno," Randy shrugged. "Julie was crying, so..."

"She was?"

"Last night. Yeah. I think Mom grounded her or something."

"She did?"

"Maybe," Randy shrugged. "Good for her anyway. Stupid rugrat. You
shouldn't have kissed her."

"Yeah, yeah..." I sighed, but mostly I was frowning because the idea of
Julie crying made my gut ache.

"If anybody else kisses her, I'm gonna pound him," Randy decided.

"You are?"

"Oh yeah," he nodded seriously. "You're gonna help me. Right?"

"Help you pound somebody?" I almost laughed, but I didn't.

"She's my sister, dude."

"I know," I agreed. "Yeah. Um...We'll pound him."

"Cool," Randy smiled at me. "I was gonna pound you at first."

"Yeah right!" I did laugh then. Randy was a little bigger than me, but
we'd fought like a zillion times and neither of us ever won. But those
hadn't been serious fights either.

"Just don't kiss her again."

"Why would I?" I asked, making it sound like the last thing on earth
I'd ever want to do, but inside I knew I'd kiss Jules again the first
chance I got. No matter what Randy said or what my mom said or
anything. I wanted to kiss her.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-==-=-=-=-=

The good news, and it seemed like a miracle to me, was that nobody at
school had heard about me making out with Jules in the movie theater.
Like two dozen middle school girls had seen us together, but I hadn't
seen any high school kids there besides me and I guess the news hadn't
gotten across town yet. But maybe I was just being paranoid too. Like
why would it be a big deal anyway, except I knew Julie would be
hearing about it from her friends. Seventh graders were big on that
kinda stuff, like who liked who and who did what...I was just glad Randy
hadn't heard about it, you know?

We had a pretty normal walk home that afternoon, except I sorta wanted
Randy to invite me to his house like he usually did.

"You wanna hang out for awhile?" I asked when he didn't say anything.
"Play some 360 or something?"

"Ummm..." Randy made a face. "My mom said you couldn't really come over
for awhile."

"She did?" I blinked at that because Randy's mom always liked me, I
thought.

"Yeah," he shrugged. "Cause of Julie."

"Oh." I frowned.

"We can hang out at your house," he said, but kind of sheepishly
because Randy knew my feelings were hurt.

"Nah," I shook my head. "I'm gonna work on my science project anyway."

"Yeah," he said. "See ya later, dude."

"Yeah," I sighed and he went one way and I went the other.

Jules called me though and she must have been waiting for Randy to get
home so she'd know when I got home. The phone was ringing as soon as I
unlocked the door.

"Trent?" her soft voice trembled and I frowned.

"Yeah. Jules? Are you okay?"

"My mom said I can't see you anymore."

"She did?"

"I'm too little for a boyfriend she said."

"Oh."

"She wasn't really mad."

"Okay."

"I told her I love you."

"I told my mom I love you too."

"You did?"

"Yeah."

"What did she say?"

"You're too young to be my girlfriend."

"Oh."

"Did you really get grounded?"

"Kinda. Mom told me I can't go anyplace."

"That sucks."

"Yeah. I wanna see you so bad."

"Me too."

"I still love you."

"I still love you too."

"You're still my boyfriend. Right?"

"Yeah," I whispered, even though I was alone in the house. "If you're
still my girlfriend."

"I am," Jules giggled, cheering up a little maybe. "Everybody at
school was talking about us."

"They were?"

"Yeah. My friends are all jealous."

"Heh!" I smiled at that.

"It's so cool," Jules sighed. "They know we were making out and
everything."

"Everything?" I teased her.

"No!" she giggled. "Not everything, just...um, you know. We were making
out."

"Yeah," I sighed. "I like making out with you a lot."

"Me too," Jules whispered. "I like the everything part too."

"I wanna do it again."

"Me too," she breathed. "It didn't even hurt yesterday."

"Can you sneak out?"

"What? No!" Julie giggled. "My mom would kill me."

"My mom's working," I told her. "She doesn't get home until six."

"Yeah?"

"Uh-huh," I glanced at the clock and it was only quarter to four. "You
could come over for like an hour."

"Maybe, ummmm..."

"But I don't want to get you in trouble."

"Tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?"

"Is your mom working tomorrow?"

"Yeah."

"Okay," Jules giggled. "I'll tell my mom I have a thing after school."

"Okay."

"And then we can do it."

"Yeah," I nodded into the phone. "I love you, Jules."

"I love you, Trent. I gotta go."

She hung up the phone before I could even say goodbye and I felt all
hot and light inside, like one of those big balloons and my heart was
the basket underneath. Jules was gonna come over, except tomorrow
seemed like a hundred years away, but still...Jules was still my
girlfriend and even though she was just thirteen or whatever, I didn't
care. She didn't seem like it, not anymore. She was different now and
I didn't care what my mom said, she wasn't too young to be my
girlfriend. Jules was perfect.

Ring...Ring...

I picked up the phone on the second ring because I'd just hung up like
ten seconds ago.

"Jules?" I smiled, thinking it had to be her, but it wasn't.

"Trent?" a girl's voice giggled and I narrowed my eyes.

"Who's this?"

"Lisa!" she said. "Wassup?"

"Ummm...nothing," I said, wondering why she'd call me and how she even
had my number.

"You thought I was Julie?"

"Yeah," I shrugged. "I thought she was calling me back."

"Calling you back?" the girl laughed. "She said she got in trouble."

"A little."

"She got grounded," Lisa said, sounding almost happy about it even
though they were best friends.

"I guess. Yeah."

"Too bad. You guys can't make out or anything anymore, huh?"

"Ummm...no."

"You wanna come over to my house for awhile?"

"Your house?" I sort of laughed. "Why?"

"I dunno," her voice shrugged. "We could just hang out or whatever."

"I don't even know where you live," I said. "How come you know my
phone number?"

"Your dad gave it to me."

"He did?"

"Yeah," she giggled. "On my appointment slip. In case of emergency."

"Like if your braces fall out?" I laughed.

"Maybe," she was laughing too. "I dunno. So, you wanna come over?"

"I dunno..." I frowned, thinking of Jules, but imagining cute little
Lisa with her bright hazel eyes and soft auburn hair. That thirteen
year old body, nice and round with just a touch of baby fat in all the
right places. She had a little tummy and I remembered her cute belly
button and how sexy it had looked, and her round butt, and...

"I'm all alone," she sighed. "My mom and dad won't be home for like
hours."

"Yeah?" I swallowed hard. "Um...where do you live?"

"Right by Julie," she giggled. "Like two blocks away. Like if you
leave her house, go right two streets and take a left. It's the big
green house. The ugly one."

"I seen that house," I agreed. "With the white shutter things on the
windows. Right?"

"Yeah! That's where I live," she laughed. "Hurry up. Okay?"

"Okay," I nodded at the phone, thinking this was kind of bad, but Lisa
sounded really cute when she laughed and my dick was hard. It always
got hard, sometimes for no reason at all, but now it had one. I just
had to make sure I took the long way around so Jules wouldn't see me
going past her house. That would be kinda bad too.

=-=--==-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-==-=-=-=

Lisa smiled when she opened her door and she looked even better than I
remembered, for being a little seventh grader, I mean. She wore a
skirt too, which was cool because I could see her legs and they
weren't really skinny or anything. They were smooth and kind of brown
after the summer and her skirt was a short one too, like it might have
been a year old or something and Lisa had outgrown it. She had a t-
shirt on and no bra either. Definitely no bra and I think I saw her
tits before I saw anything else and I know my face got red. Lisa's
nipples were as puffy as Julie's and they weren't hiding even a little
bit!

"Come on," Lisa giggled as she grabbed my hand. "We can watch some TV
or something."

"Okay," I nodded, looking around her house and it was nice, I guessed.
They all look pretty much the same, except they all smell different.
Lisa's house smelled like gingerbread kind of and I liked it.

"Like this..." Lisa said, sitting close to me on a large sofa, like
almost on me, she was so close.

"What are you watching?" I wondered and she still held my hand, kind
of playing with my fingers.

"I dunno," she shrugged, looking at me and smiling through her auburn
bangs. "You mostly."

"Oh," I smiled and felt warm all over.

"Julie's really lucky she got a boyfriend like you."

"Yeah. Maybe," I nodded, but mostly I wished we wouldn't talk about
her. It made me feel funny thinking about Jules while Lisa held my
hand.

"All she talks about is how good you kiss her," she sighed.

"She kisses good too," I said. "I like her a lot."

"I know," Lisa shrugged. "Too bad she's grounded, huh?"

"Yeah."

"Or else you could be sitting with her right now."

"Maybe," I looked down at my hand and Lisa was spreading my fingers
and sort of pulling on them a little.

"You could be making out with her and everything."

"And everything?" I laughed nervously, remembering my phone call with
Jules.

"If I had a boyfriend, I'd definitely be making out right now."

"You would?"

"Yeah," Lisa bit her lip, looking into my eyes. "We could do it...if you
want."

"Uh, I don't know, um..."

"I mean, I know you like Julie, but..." Lisa shrugged, "...she isn't here
and I don't even have a boyfriend."

"Yeah, but she's your best friend," I said slowly. "Right?"

I could feel my cock throbbing as the girl turned a little, putting
her right knee on my thigh and spreading her legs so I could see the
inside of her thighs. I could almost see her panties, the way she was
sitting, and Lisa was definitely seriously cute. Her nipples were dark
enough that I could see them, and all puffy and hard, she didn't have
hardly any tits, just nipples poking against her t-shirt and I wanted
to kiss them for her.

"I won't tell her," Lisa promised. "If you won't."

"No, uh..." I shook my head, "...I won't."

"Good," she smiled, leaning closer so that my hand was touching her
tummy. She pressed my palm against her with her hand over mine. "I
never did it before."

"You didn't?"

"Uh-uh," she shook her head. "You'll show me how though. Won't you,
Trent?"

It seemed so totally unfair, but this was what Lisa wanted. I mean,
five minutes after sitting down on the couch, we were making out. That
was her plan too and I felt like I didn't even have a choice, except I
knew I did. Way back when we'd been talking on the phone, that's when
I could have said no, but after that? It wasn't even a question
anymore and I didn't really understand how that worked.

Part of me didn't want to do it. I swear, like a little voice in my
head told me not to, but the rest of me wouldn't listen. When the
voice tried to tell me that I loved Jules, I ignored it. Like maybe I
only loved Jules because I'd never kissed anybody else. So this wasn't
really bad, it was just double-checking, that's all. If I made out
with Lisa and then I still loved Jules afterwards, well, that would be
good to know. So I was really doing myself a favor, and her too, since
it would be totally unfair to keep saying I loved Julie if I really
didn't.

Or something like that.

"Mmmphh..." I sighed into Lisa's mouth and she tasted like butterscotch.

Her tongue was small like Julie's, but different too and she moved
differently and sounded different. She tasted and smelled different. I
kissed Lisa the best I knew how and she kept her eyes open, those
gorgeous hazel eyes all brown flecked with gold and maybe a little
green in there too. She did what I did mostly, imitating me as she
learned how to French kiss and when I moved my hand, sliding it under
her t-shirt so I could feel her warm, soft skin, she sighed and nodded
her head and kissed me harder.

Lisa was just like Julie that way!

I fingered her belly button for a minute while Lisa licked around the
inside of my mouth, and then I slid my hand higher. I found her little
tits under her shirt, feeling them nice and fat and really hard. I
kind of squeezed the left one, grabbing a lot of her creamy skin and
rubbing my palm against her nipple. Lisa groaned and let me push her
back on the sofa so that she laid lengthwise on it with her head
resting on the overstuffed armrest.

Her left leg stayed on the floor, but her right leg went high, her
heel on the back of the sofa above us. I moved with her, laying
between her spread legs and that was super comfortable. I kept my hand
under her t-shirt, rubbing her tits and especially pushing my thumb
against her nipples. Lisa seemed to love that and my cock was trapped
in my jeans, making a serious bulge that I rubbed against her panty
covered sex. It was like we were fucking, except we weren't. Lisa
moved beneath me, lifting her hips and kind of grinding her pussy
against me, and all the while we kissed like crazy. She loved making
out just as much as Julie did.

Lisa was more quiet though, all of her sighs and moans and gasps were
really soft. Her eyes were shining when they were open, but mostly she
kept them closed now that she was laying down. Her hands were on my
back, like scratching me through my shirt and that felt good.
Sometimes she'd find my neck and then my hair, holding my mouth
against hers for a really long, deep kiss. That always made her move,
really pushing her crotch against mine and I didn't have to feel her
to know Lisa was hot and wet down there, but I did anyway.

I pushed my arm down between us, mostly because my cock was so hard it
hurt. It was like bent inside my pants and I unzipped my jeans and
pulled it free. I was just about ready to cum by then, after making
out for at least half an hour, probably a lot longer than that. We
were both hot and sticky. Lisa's face was flushed pink and I sucked on
her bottom lip for a second and then I even bit it, just a little. I
chewed her lips and Lisa gave a soft, low sigh and then she wanted to
do that to mine.

She nibbled my lips even as I found her wet panties and pulled them
aside. We couldn't take them off. We couldn't move, there was no way I
could get off her for that, so I just pulled her panty to the side and
pushed with my hips. The head of my cock found her small sex and she
was burning up and so wet I thought the girl had peed herself or
something, I swear! Jules got wet too, but not like that! I kind of
grunted and groaned a little, trying to figure out what I was doing as
I held her panty and tried to grab my cock and aim it all at the same
time.

"Ow! Owwww! Ahhh!" Lisa gasped loudly and her body went really stiff,
like every muscle inside her was tense as she stared at me.

"Ughhh..." I groaned, making a face as I pushed my cock inside her hole
and she was tight! I could barely get inside her at all. I think I got
the head inside and then she like pushed me right back out, so I did
it again, harder this time and really gave her a push!

"Ohhh...Ouch! Stop!" Lisa gasped again and she was breathing hard, but
now I had like half my cock inside her and I wasn't going to pull it
out.

"Are you okay?" I breathed and she licked her lips, sort of narrowing
her eyes like she had to think about it.

"Yeah," she nodded. "But it hurts."

"I'm sorry," I said and I meant it, I really did, and I leaned down to
kiss her tenderly.

"Is it all in me?" Lisa asked softly and she didn't move at all.

"Almost," I told her. "Just kiss a little more, it'll feel better. I
promise."

"Did you, um...do this before?"

"With Julie," I smiled at her. "We do it all the time."

"Okay," Lisa swallowed hard. "I want to do it too. Okay. Yeah."

"Yeah," I whispered and maybe knowing that Julie liked to fuck was all
Lisa needed to know.

We kissed some more, slowly at first, as if she was afraid that just
making out would make it hurt again. It didn't though and after a
minute or two we were kissing almost frantically. My cock was in her
now and I had to be careful not to move, except I had to push a little
too because her tight little hole kept trying to push me back out. It
seemed like a weird game of tug-of-war or something, but it felt
amazing and mostly I just wanted to push the rest of my dick inside
her and fuck Lisa like crazy! That had to be the hardest thing ever,
making out with the girl, feeling my cock being squeezed by her pussy,
and not being able to move.

But like three minutes later, everything was fine. Better than fine.
Lisa's leg fell off the sofa and she sort of wrapped it around my
hips. She brought her other leg up and did the same thing with that
one and I knew her pussy wasn't hurting too much anymore. Lisa was
moving again, flicking her tongue all over mine with those happy
little sighs, squirming so her fat nipples would rub against my chest,
and pulling me into her pussy with her heels in the small of my back.
Lisa wanted to fuck and that's what we were doing.

I don't know if she came or not, since she was really different from
Jules that way, but I suspected Lisa did. I mean, she was wet enough,
that was for sure, and when my cock was all the way inside for the
first time, when I felt the vague sensation of my cockhead bumping
into the bottom of her pussy, she really pulled me against her hard.
Lisa didn't make any noise, she just kissed me and tried to crush me
mostly, like squeezing the air out of me while her pussy seemed to
throb around my cock.

I didn't get to pump her but ten or twelve times probably before I
started cumming. What a great cum though! Almost as good as the ones I
had with Julie, except not quite that great. I'd pushed and pulled my
dick inside her pussy for a minute and then I was spurting hard,
closing my eyes against the rush of pleasure I always got when my
balls got tight and started spraying sperm out of my dick. I made sure
I was way deep inside her too. I kissed Lisa with my tongue playing
across her braces and my dick was like denting the bottom of her
pussy, maybe even her cervix, but I wasn't totally sure where exactly
that might be. The pictures in school were a little vague, but it had
to be down there somewhere!

"Ummmm..." I sighed, grinning and nodded my head as I drank cool air
into my lungs. "That felt really good. Did you feel it?"

"I think so," Lisa nodded and her eyes were all shiny and not really
looking at me at all. "I felt...something. Yeah. Ohhh..."

She must have cum, I figured. I'd seen that dizzy look on Julie's face
before and the girl wasn't feeling any pain, that was for sure. Lisa
had her legs so tight around me I could barely breathe and she wasn't
letting go. That was fine with me because I'd dumped a day's worth of
spunk in her womb and now my dick was swimming in the stuff, still
hard and not letting any of it get out. I really hoped she was getting
pregnant right then and just the idea made me kiss her again.

Lisa kissed me back and before we knew it, we were fucking again. My
cock just didn't get soft when it was inside a girl, at least not
after only cumming one time. That was so awesome too. I fucked her
slowly, not pulling out hardly at all, but just a sliding my dick a
little, back and forth, sort of rocking my body against hers while we
kissed. Lisa's tongue fluttered around my mouth and her hands were all
over my back and shoulders. She enjoyed it a lot, I could tell,
otherwise she would have pushed me away or just lain there or
something. But she didn't. Lisa moved with me, lifting her butt and
rolling her hips around, licking across my teeth and playing with my
tongue.

I came again after maybe ten minutes, except it seemed like ten
seconds to me. I'd fucked her harder at the end. I couldn't help it.
Slow had been nice, but when I felt my cum starting, I really had to
fuck her and Lisa winced a little, made faces at me when I drove my
cock in and out of her fast and hard, but she didn't stop me and when
I started cumming she smiled.

"I feel it!" she gasped, pulling me down so she could kiss me while I
came inside her for the second time.

Jules liked to kiss when she was cumming, but I guess Lisa liked to
kiss while I was cumming. That was cool with me and I just couldn't
believe Lisa hadn't even told me to pull out or anything. That was way
awesome! I'd spunked her twice and after my balls emptied inside her
hot pussy that second time, I did start getting kind of soft. The
walls of her creamy sex sorta pushed me out then, even though I
wouldn't have minded staying inside the girl for the rest of my life.
She pushed me out though and I pushed myself off her slowly.

"Oh wow!" Lisa smiled, breathing hard and licking her lips. "Did I do
it better than Julie?"

"Um...yeah," I smiled at her, nodding my head as I looked down at my
dick, soft now and wet as I put it away.

"Cool," she sighed. "That kinda hurt though."

"I know. I tried to be careful."

"I know you did," she smiled up at me. "Do you like me more than
Julie?"

"I like you a lot," I told her, not really sure what I should say. I
felt my stomach tight now that I'd cum and all I could think about was
Jules and how I'd just fucked her best friend. It hurt me inside, but
I didn't know why. I didn't like it and I just wanted to leave all of
a sudden. I felt kind of sick.

"How much?" Lisa insisted, sitting up slowly and staring at me,
looking like she was almost going to be mad or something.

"A lot," I said with a hard swallow. "I really like you a lot, Lisa."

"Do you love me?" she asked, reaching for me, grabbing my left arm and
pulling herself up all the way as I sat between her still spread legs.

"Yeah. I love you," I said softly, knowing it was what she wanted to
hear.

"I love you too," Lisa breathed, rewarding me with a big smile and
then hugging me and kissing my mouth.

I kissed her back too, even though I just wanted to find Jules and
tell her I was sorry.



end 02
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