X-Kid

It was now April, and it had been roughly 4 months since Jack and I had started dating. The snow had long since been melted away off the streets of Baltimore, and the weather returned to warm temperatures for the first time in months. Not much had happened for our little group. We were all perfectly happy with our lives, and it was a nice feeling for once.
One late Saturday afternoon, Jack called me up, sounding nervous and yet excited. “Nora, you need to spend the night tonight.”
“Well hello to you too,” I joked. “I haven’t spent the night in so long, why do I have to all of a sudden?”
He hesitated a second before speaking. “Well, it’s just...Mom and Dad are taking a weekend away, Joe is on a road trip with his buddies, and May is staying with a friend, so I’m all alone here.”
“I’ll see what I can do. I’ll just tell my mom I’m spending the night at Luna’s,” I said with a shrug.
“And, I mean, we’ll be alone so...um...” he stuttered.
I sighed. “Jack, you have to use your words.”
“My mom said we should do it when nobody’s home, didn’t she?” he blurted out.
I was confused for a second before I finally recalled a moment a few months back in which Jack’s Mom had talked to us about sex. “Oh,” I replied. “You mean the it.”
“I mean, we don’t have to. The last thing I want to do is pressure you. We can just hang out and watch movies or something,” he commented.
A bright red blush crept across my face. “We’ll talk about it when I get there, okay? I’ll be there soon.”
“Alright. See you soon,” he responded, and we hung up. I quickly began to assemble an overnight bag, my thoughts swimming wildly. Were Jack and I really ready for this? I mean, it was a pretty big step to be taking.
I quickly asked my mom if I could spend the night at Luna’s, which was my typical front, and she accepted it, so I began heading to Jack’s house. Timidly, I got out my cell phone and called my best friend, only partially to have her keep my alibi intact.
“Hey,” she greeted. “What’s up?”
“I’m spending the night as Jack’s, so I need you to keep my cover, if you don’t mind,” I mentioned. “Also, I have a question.”
“Of course I’ll cover for you. Anyway, what’s the question?” she wondered.
“Okay, don’t freak out on me, but, have you and Alex had sex yet?” I asked quickly. I immediately regretted asking it. She was going to say no, and then I would have to tell her that I was possibly going to have sex with Jack and feel like a whore. Dammit.
She paused, letting out a sigh. “Yes. Why are you asking?”
I felt relieved. “It’s just...Jack and I have been thinking about it and I don’t know what to do. I want to, but I don’t know if we’re ready or anything.”
“If you both want it and you both love each other, then I say go for it. Alex and I have only done it a few times, but it’s honestly been nice, because I knew it was with someone I loved,” she explained.
“Okay,” I said. “Thank you. You’re definitely the wise one out of the two of us.”
She laughed. “I wouldn’t be so sure about that. Oh, and remember, your first time isn’t actually supposed to hurt. If he uh, touches you enough, it should be wet enough that it won’t cause you any pain.”
“That sounds really gross,” I mentioned.
“Yeah, but I think it pays off in the end,” she replied.
I sighed, finding myself near Jack’s house. “Well, thank you. I’ll talk to you later.”
“Good luck!” She exclaimed before hanging up.
I took a deep breath before knocking on Jack’s front door, only for it to be swung open almost immediately. “Hey,” he greeted, trying to sound casual.
“Hey,” I said with a small smile, and shuffled inside the house. I dropped my bag by the door and made my way into the living room, plopping down on the couch with Jack right beside me.
“Okay, so I’m pretty sure I scared you when I called you earlier,” he commented, scratching at the back of his neck nervously.
“About the sex thing? Well, sorta I guess. We just need to talk it through before we make any final decisions,” I declared, turning to face him.
He paused, trying to find his words. “I mean, do you want to? Like at all?”
“Of course I do. Believe it or not, girls think about sex a lot too,” I mentioned.
“Okay, but...like, where do we begin?” He asked.
I shrugged. “I dunno. We could Google it or something.”
“Seriously? You want to Google it?” He questioned.
“Do you have any better ideas?” I wondered.
He sighed. “Goddammit. Fine. But we’re clearing the internet history afterwards.”
The two of us made our way upstairs to his room, getting on his laptop and immediately going to the infamous site that was Google. We looked through pages and pages of website for information, trying to see if anything would spell things out plain enough for us. Finally, we found a video on YouTube by a guy with the username TomSka, and that was where we found what we needed. By the time we had found this, it had grown dark outside and 2 hours had passed. I couldn’t believe how interested we both were in this.
“Let’s go watch a movie,” I suggested. “I mean, we shouldn’t just get completely into it, right?”
Jack agreed, and we made our way back downstairs to watch something. Instead of our typical horror movies, we decided to watch a romantic comedy. We scrolled through the various options on Netflix before finally selecting Ten Inch Hero, starring Jensen Ackles. Jack and I both giggled at the name, thinking it would get us into the right mind frame.
Halfway through the movie, a sex scene appeared on the screen before us. I had seen this movie before, but had honestly forgotten about this part. We were both silent as our eyes went from watching, to looking anywhere else. After the scene ended, Jack paused the movie, turning to me.
“We can watch the rest of this later, right?” He asked, biting his lip.
I nodded, and with a grin, he grabbed my hand and dragged me upstairs to his bedroom. He shut the door behind us, though there wasn’t anyone that would come barging in on us. We sat down on his bed, unsure of what to do at first.
“Fuck it,” I decided, leaning forward and pressing my lips. He hesitated a moment before kissing me back, softly at first before it slowly became rougher. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pushed him a little so he’d lay down on the bed.
“I think I’m the one that’s supposed to be on top,” he grinned before moulding his lips to mine again, his tongue running across my bottom lip and begging for entrance. I tugged on his bottom lip with my teeth before finally opening my mouth in compliance. His hands found my waist, pressing me closer against him so that there wasn’t even an inch of space between us.
“Roll over, love,” he said, and with some reluctance, I finally did so. He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it to the floor, leaving my eyes to wander. He was incredibly skinny, his collarbone poking out quite a bit and his ribs just barely showing through his skin.
I pressed a trail of small kisses down his neck, the sensation causing his breath to become uneven. He tugged at the bottom of my shirt with a slight whimper before I helped him pull it off. “Better?” I asked.
“Not quite. I don’t know how to get that off,” he said, pointing to my bra.
I rolled my eyes, grabbing his hand and guiding him to take it off. casting it to the side. “There. You’re well on your way,” I mentioned with a slight giggle. Hesitantly, he placed a hand on my breast.
“Okay, if I do something you don’t like, just tell me,” he mentioned. I nodded, and he rolled his thumb over my nipple. I let out a gasp at the touch, and he paused again before I urged him to continue. My hands found their way to his jeans, fumbling with his belt for a minute before it hit the floor.
“Pants off, Barakat,” I commanded. He did as he was told and then helped me get mine off, leaving us both in just our underwear.
His kisses went from fiery and rough to sweet and passionate his hand cupping my cheek gently. He rested his forehead against mine, warm breath hitting me in the face. “We’re really doing this, aren’t we?”
“I guess we are,” I said with a small smile, pressing another light kiss to his lips.
Without another word, we took turns slipping out of our last pieces of clothing. His fingers ghosted over my skin, slowly traveling down. Hesitantly, he inserted a finger inside me, thumb brushing over my clit. I let out a noise I didn’t know I could make, causing us both to giggle slightly. He continued with these soft touches, watching as I convulsed underneath him.
Retracting his finger, he finally positioned himself in front of my entrance. Another kiss, and he slowly slid inside of me, a moan escaping his lips. I still anticipated pain, but thankfully there wasn’t any. He pulled out, only to slam back in again. I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming out.
“Nora, fuck,” Jack breathed, picking up his pace a little.
I could feel a knot building and building in my stomach with each thrust, sweat pouring off the both of us. Jack let out one final groan, warmth emptying inside of me, my orgasm following soon after. Breathlessly, he pulled out and collapsed beside me, pulling me against his warm body.
“Holyfuckingshit Jack,” I panted, trying to come back down after such a high.
Silence filled the room as we tried to catch our breaths. I cuddled closer to him, and he wrapped an arm around me tightly. “I love you,” he said. “I’m not saying that just because that was fucking amazing, but I really mean it. I love you so much.”
“I love you too,” I grinned, kissing his cheek. “There might have to be more of that to come later.”
“I think I love you even more.” He joked.
It was easily the most eventful night I had ever spent at Jack’s house, but also one of the nicest. I didn’t regret our decision to take it a step further whatsoever. I felt so loved by him, that nothing else even mattered. All that was important was me and Jack, right there in that moment.

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