Broken Promise

Adam was the guy, Quarterback, prom king, valedictorian, and of course he was dating the head cheerleader. He was every schoolgirl’s dream date. Did I mention he was awfully good looking?

Rumors ran rampant around the school that the entire cheerleading squad had spread their legs for him at one time or another. The stories varied, ranging from one at a time to a few threesomes, and even a foursome once. Not one girl on the squad would either confirm or deny that there was any truth to the rumors. Boys were envious and outwardly wished they could trade places with him. He was praised for his accomplishments, true or not. Hail to the king!

I was that head cheerleader, and to the best of my knowledge, none of the rest of that was true, except for the envy part.

Another rumor that made its way around the school was that I was the revengeful type and got back at him by fucking the entire football team, including the coach. The other girls called me a slut; the boys labeled me as easy, and many of them bragged that they had been one of my conquests. I was an outcast from every direction, and the poor coach almost lost his job because of all the talk.

It was true that Adam and I were dating, and as strange as it may sound, neither of us had ever been with, or even experimented with anyone else. Technically speaking, we were both virgins. Not that we haven’t had sex, depending on your definition of the word, because we’ve engaged in all kinds of kinky games, but we made a promise to each other to not do IT, until we both felt that it was the right time.

We first met in seventh grade homeroom when we were seated right next to one another. It didn’t take long for us to become fast friends. When we got to the high school, doing our homework together was a nightly ritual. One night, while doing research for our Health class assignment, we were looking up information on functions of the human body. Well, the pictures didn’t show anything that we could understand, so, being inquisitive, we closed the door, got naked and gave each other very thorough examinations. We made sure to inspect every single body part, and shame on us if we missed anything.

The first thing we did was giggle. Since I have no brothers, and Adam has no sisters, neither of us had ever seen the opposite sex naked in real life. He said I looked funny with no penis, but quickly turned his attention to my boobs. As his hand reached toward them I swatted it away, but secretly wished that I hadn’t. I really wanted him to touch me, and my nipples responded by getting real perky.

While Adam stared at my boobs, I leaned in to get a good look at his penis. The closer I got to it the stiffer it got, until it stuck straight out at me.

“Why’d it do that?” I asked him. He told me that he didn’t know, but that it was that way every morning when he woke up.

“How does it go back to just hanging there?”

“I rub on it and eventually it gets soft again.”

“Show me,” I demanded.

“No, it’s embarrassing.”

“Then let me try.”

I put his penis in my hand and gave it a little squeeze. Adam attempted to back away, but I squeezed tighter and wouldn’t let go. I rubbed my hand along his shaft and asked if I was doing it correctly. He started breathing rather heavily and said I was doing just fine as he once again reached for my boobs. This time I let him. As he had cupped both my boobs, his body began jerking uncontrollably. All of a sudden, a lot of white stuff came shooting out the end of his penis and hit me right in the stomach.

“I’m sorry,” he said, his cheeks turning a rosy shade of red.

“No worries. I’m glad that happened. I’ve never seen sperm before. So, tell me something. You know in the movies, when the girl puts the guy’s penis in her mouth, does that happen then too?”

“How am I supposed to know? Would you like to find out?”

“Can you do that again, already?”

“I guess we’ll both find out, if you think you want to do that.”

“Maybe later. Don’t you want to look at me?”