Spencer's Face (Buckeye Hawks) (28 page)

I grabbed his ass
and pulled it closer to me, helping him push in and out. I spread my legs
wider. When he went in even deeper, it hurt some, but I wasn’t stopping this
time. I wanted it too much. Oh man I wanted it. I wanted it more than I’d ever
wanted anything in my life. It was a need stronger than I’d ever felt in my
life. I kept moving my hips, trying to match his movements. I wasn’t doing a
very good job, but every time I did hit it, it felt incredible.

Suddenly, I was
compelled to rub up against him with myself. I couldn’t have stopped myself if
I tried. I clutched his ass to me tightly preventing him from moving. I rubbed
up and down as fast as I could, until it felt too good to do it any longer. I
couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t talk. I couldn’t catch my breath. I was feeling so
good that I had to stop moving just so I could feel it.

Spencer started
moving again, since I’d released him. “Taylor, that was amazing. I felt you
come. Did it feel good?”

“You did?” I
asked him. “Did I?”

“Oh yes, you did.
It’s my turn now. For once you have to wait on me.” he said in a labored whisper.

I came? That was
new. I thought I’d come before, when we’d played around. But it had never felt
this good, so incredible, so explosively good. I kept moving some, just because
it felt good. Spencer kept moving and kissing my neck all over. I kissed his
neck, and rubbed his back. Just then, he started going in and out really fast.
Then he pulled out of me. I felt his erection, inside the condom, on my
stomach. I felt it pounding, then I felt it get really warm.

“Why did you pull
it out?” I asked him.

“So you won’t get
pregnant. We need to do that every time. We need to get good at that part. I
want to do this a lot, Taylor. Tell me you do too.”

“I do.” I told him.
I felt like I’d just said wedding vows. “Can we do it again in a little while?
I want to do it again.”

I felt like a little
kid in Palo Verde store begging their mom for another candy bar, but I didn’t
care.

“Give me a little
time. I think we can try again in a few minutes. I need to run do something
with this rubber.” He said. That was the first time he’d called it a rubber. I
guessed once you made love to a girl, you didn’t have to worry too much about
your words.

Spencer stepped
away from me for a minute or so. I looked at the towel that was under us. There
was some blood, but not as much as I thought there would be. I thought there
would be like a quart there as much as it hurt at first. Funny how it hurt so
much at first, then it felt so good just a few minutes later. It was definitely
worth it. I couldn’t wait to tell Sandy how great it was.

When Spencer came
back, he lied down beside me and pulled me to his chest. I wanted to crawl
inside him and stay forever. I’d have to settle for lying on his chest. I
reached my head toward his face, then kissed him. “That was so great. I love
sex. I think I’m going to be a slut now, but only with you.”

He laughed at me.
“Me too. Did it hurt too much?” he asked.

“It did hurt.
Bad, but it was worth the pain after it started feeling good.”

We talked for a
few more minutes about how great sex was, and how glad we were that we’d done
it. I felt beyond close to him now. I felt like we were one person now, a team,
like we were bound together forever. Very odd feeling.

We had sex two
more times. The second time wasn’t as good as the first in some ways, but in
some ways it was better. First, it didn’t hurt nearly as bad. But it did hurt
some. Mostly it felt really good. I didn’t come though. The third time was
really great. I took the top, because I wanted to try it out. We both liked it.
It hurt at first, because he went inside me deeper. Not enough for me to stop
this time though. I came that time. In fact, we came at almost the same time, then
we laughed about it. We were both almost giddy, we were so happy.

At ten until
midnight, we rushed to put our clothes on and roll up the sleeping bags. I
barely made it home at midnight. Mom and Dad weren’t up. I was so happy that
they were asleep. I didn’t want them to see my face, or see how happy I was.
They’d know I wasn’t a virgin any longer by the look on my face. I was sure of
it. I felt so grown up somehow. Very odd feeling. I also felt completely
connected to Spencer. I missed him already. I texted him to tell him that I
loved him. He texted me the same thing back.

Damn. This was
the most incredible day of my life. I knew it would be great, but I didn’t know
it would be absolutely fantastic, the absolute best feeling in the world. No
wonder guys loved sex so much. I could almost understand how guys did any girl
who would put out. Almost. I couldn’t imagine myself with anyone but Taylor.
The feeling of being so close to her was the best feeling in the world. I loved
it that she liked it too.

I hated hurting
her tonight, but once she got over the initial pain, we both loved it. Oh man
did we love it. We both wanted to do it all the time now. Hey, I was definitely
game. I was anxious to go again. I couldn’t wait until tomorrow. I was already
trying to figure out a way that we could do it again.

I thought about
Taylor all night long. I dreamed about Taylor, and sex with Taylor. When
morning came, I had to jerk off again, to Taylor. I pulled up a picture that
I’d taken of her on my phone. She was posing really sexy in her cheerleading uniform.
I wondered if she’d let me take a really good picture of her. I took a shower, then
tried to sneak to the laundry room and wash the sleeping bag and the towel.
Aunt Janel was in there doing laundry already.

“Oh I’ll do those
for you. You have to do them on a special cycle.” She said to me as she grabbed
the sleeping bags.

“I need to do
them.” I told her, as I pulled them away from her. I didn’t want her to see the
towel. “Just show me how.”

She gave me a
funny look. “Okay. I’ll put the soap in and set it. You put the sleeping bags
in.”

After I put them
in, I left the laundry room. I was in the kitchen eating some cereal when Todd
walked in. “So, how did it go last night?” he asked.

“We won. You were
there.” I answered him. What was up with him?

“I was talking
about after the game, with Taylor. How was it?”

“Good.” I
answered. Did he know? I tried to keep calm. I really wanted to yell at the top
of my lungs that I was so in love with her. I knew they didn’t want to hear
that though. They didn’t want me to be in love. They thought I was too young. I
tried to finish up my cereal really fast.

“So, was it
everything you thought it’d be?” he pressed.

Damn, he knew.
How did he know? I told him we were going to have sex sometime soon, but how
did he know that it was last night? And, why did I want to hide it? I think I
just wanted to protect Taylor. “It was everything I thought it would be, and a
lot more.” I told him finally. I was embarrassed to talk about it. I don’t know
why. We’d talked about sex several times before I actually had sex. It seemed
different somehow now.

Aunt Janel walked
in about that time, and hugged me from behind. She kissed me on the cheek. She
did that occasionally but it wasn’t like a daily thing. She knew too. Damn it. “Spencer,
I’m really proud of you.” She said.

Okay, that was
unexpected and what was she talking about? “Huh?” I asked.

“For washing the
sleeping bags.” She explained.

I nodded. “They were
sandy and needed washed.”

She nodded. “You
don’t want to talk to us about it. Do you?” she asked as if her feelings were
hurt.

“Not really. It’s
kind of personal. Well it’s really personal.” I tried to explain.

“Are you okay?”
Janel asked me as she rubbed my hair.

“I’m good.” I
assured her.

“It hasn’t had
time to hit him yet.” Todd told Janel.

I looked at them
both. It felt like they had some kind of secret that they weren’t letting me in
on.

“Or Taylor. She’s
going to be in pain today if she was a virgin like you said.” Janel said.

“She was.” I told
them. I knew that for a fact. Even if she hadn’t told me, I would have known
that one. Pain? The pain was over. Wasn’t it? “What are you talking about?”

“She’s going to
be sore today.” Janel explained, easing over the words. “Really sore. Her mom
can explain it to her.”

“Her mom doesn’t
know.” I told Janel. “She doesn’t talk to her mother about stuff like this. I
need to call her.”

I pulled out my
cell phone and speed dialed her. She didn’t pick up. “Call me when you get
this.” I left a message.

“Her mother
doesn’t know she’s having sex?” Todd asked.

“She really
should be talking with her mother.” Janel said.

“She can’t.
They’re really religious. They don’t believe in sex before marriage.” I tried
to explain.

“If she needs
someone to talk to, tell her she can talk to me.” Janel offered.

“Thanks, Janel.
I’ll tell her.” I told her. I couldn’t imagine Taylor actually talking to her
though. She had her best friend, Sandy, that she confided in about this stuff.

My phone rang. It
was Taylor returning my call. I picked it up right away and walked toward my
bedroom for some privacy. “Hi. How are you?” I asked her easily.

“It hurts now. I
feel like I’ve worked out for the first time, and really overdid it.” She said
with a strained voice. “But I’ll live. It was so worth it.”

“Does it hurt bad?”
I asked her.

“Kind of. But I
can’t go back now. And I wouldn’t if I could. But what I said about
every
time I see you…not today. I can’t handle it today.” she said, then laughed.

“Okay.” I laughed
at her. She was too cute. I felt so bad that she was in pain though. “Are you
coming over today? Even if we’re not going to have sex, I still want to see
you.”

“I’ll be there in
about an hour then, just don’t expect much movement from me today.”

“I’ll hold you in
front of the television.” I told her. “See you in an hour or so.”

We hung up. I
went back into the kitchen.

“Is she okay?”
Janel asked, concerned.

“Sore, like you
said. She can hardly move.” I answered. I hated that they were asking so many
personal questions, but I think they were honestly trying to help. Give me the
benefit of their experience.

“Tell her to take
a hot bath and some aspirin.” Janel told me.

“Okay.” I said. I
texted Taylor the information.

“You told them?”
she texted me back.

“They guessed
when I washed the sleeping bags.” I texted her back.

“Thanks a lot!
See you Monday morning.” she texted back. Was she mad?

“Oh no.” I said
out loud.

“Is she okay?”
Todd asked.

“She’s mad
because I told you two.” I said as I went to my bedroom again. I speed dialed
Taylor. She didn’t pick up. Damn. I can’t believe she’s so upset that I told my
aunt and uncle. She told Sandy. I didn’t even tell Zane. “Call me back. I’m
sorry.”

She’d never been
this upset before. Should I go to her house and try to talk to her? I walked
back in the kitchen. “Can I borrow your car, Todd? I really need to go talk to
her.”

Todd thought
about it for a second.