The Good Life

Izzy

"You both be good and call your Grandpa if you need anything and 911 if you have an emergency." Papa said. He, Daddy, Aunt May, and Uncle Danny were leaving to go to Daddy's yacht birthday party. I was stuck here babysitting Evan.

"Don't worry we'll be fine." I said.

"Yeah we'll be okay!" Evan added.

They left closing the door behind them. I watched them walk to the car and wave to Vicki and Emilio. Mike and Vic were also outside telling their parents bye. They were trying to hurry up and get rid of their parents so they could invite people over for Mike's birthday party at their house. Vic said their friends from San Francisco were coming to visit and some of Jaime and Tony's friends so they could meet some new people. I was planning on going over there when I found out I couldn't go with my parents, but of course Papa volunteered me to watch Evan.

"I bought Mario Kart! We can play on your Wii." Evan said excitedly holding up the game case. He was so cute, I couldn't be mad at him.

"Okay we can play in the media room." I told him.

We walked upstairs to the media room and sat down. I let him set up the game while I got on Twitter. As I scrolled down my timeline a message from Vic popped up on my phone.

To Izzy:
Are you home?

To Vic:
Yeah

He was checking to see if my parents left me home alone so we could hang out in their absence. He's going to be in for a rude awakening when he finds out I'm babysitting Evan.

The doorbell rang a minute later. "Don't answer it! It can be someone dangerous." Evan said worriedly.

"It's just my friend, nothing to be worried about." I assured him.

"Uncle Alex said you aren't allowed to have guest over." He said.

"Yes and that's why I need you to keep this between us two!" I pleaded.

"Hmm I don't know. What if they find out? Then we'll both get in trouble." He said.

"They won't I promise." The doorbell rang again and I waited for Evan's answer before I went to open it.

"Okay but I get to eat ice cream for dinner." He said.

"Yes of course you can!" I exclaimed and ran to open the door.

Vic was standing outside typing on his phone. He smiled when he saw me but his face fell when he saw I wasn't smiling back.

"What is it?" He asked.

"I have to watch my cousin so I can't come over tonight." I sighed.

"What? No! How old is he?" He groaned.

"Nine."

"Bring him with us." He suggested.

"Vic no he's onl-"

"I didn't mean let him roam around during the party. He can just chill out in our game room until it's over."

"I don't know. He's so afraid of getting in trouble with both of our parents he might not agree to it." I said.

"Just try asking him. Pleeeeeaaaase for me?" I couldn’t say no to the pleading face he was making.

"Okay." I agreed.

"Thank you." He kissed me. "I'll see you tonight." He said as he left. I closed the door and turned around to see Evan peeking over the edge. He quickly tried to hide so I wouldn't see him.

"Too late! I already saw you." I laughed.

"I don't want to go over there. Please don't make me!" He whined.

"Why don't you want to go? It could be fun!" I tried to make it sound exciting.

"It's going to be older people and I'm just going to be locked in a room all night. And what if our parents come home and catch us? We're going to get grounded before Christmas and they'll take all of our presents back." He ranted. I knew our parents weren't going to catch us since they were surrounded by water on a boat, but I probably wouldn't be able to convince him of that. Besides he was really worried and scared and I wasn't going to force him to do anything he didn't want to even for a boy like Vic.

"Okay we're not going. We can stay up all night playing Wii and watching scary movies." I said and he exhaled in relief.

"Thanks Izzy." He said.

"No problem." We walked back up to the media room to start our game. I was just going to text Vic later on to tell him I wasn't going so he wouldn't try to convince me.

***

It was past midnight and Evan and I were supposed to be watching scary movies together but he fell asleep on the third one. Now I was up watching Oculus by myself. I really should have turned it off because now I was scared. Papa called at around six to check on us but he couldn't talk long since they were going to eat dinner.

I text Vic an hour before the party started at ten to tell him I wasn't coming and he begged for forever before giving up. When I looked out the window I could see tons of cars outside and flashing lights in the windows. It looked like crazy fun, I wanted to leave while Evan was sleeping just for a few minutes but I knew I would stay longer than intended. I just hoped that Vic didn’t get too drunk and hook up with someone else. I needed to go to bed and get this disappointing night over with.

I went to set the house alarm and woke Evan up so he could go upstairs to sleep in the guest bed instead of on the couch. Also because I was afraid to climb the stairs by myself. I walked him to the room and made sure he was okay before going to my own room.

I closed the mirror on my vanity so I wouldn't see it all night. That movie really messed me up. I turned my TV on so it wouldn't be dead silent in my room. Once I settled into bed, I pulled out my phone to go to Vic’s Twitter than to Mike's just to see if they were tweeting what they were doing so I wouldn't have to disrupt them. Mike tweets were just thanking people who were telling him Happy Birthday and Vic hadn't tweeted since this morning. I guess it wouldn't hurt to text him to see what he was doing.

To Vic:
How's the party going?

It was a few minutes before he texted me back.

To Izzy:
Holden one

I think he's drunk and that he meant 'hold on'. I waited another couple of minutes and then he called me.

"Hello." I answered.

"Hey baby! What are you doing?" He was definitely drunk.

"I am lying in bed. Why do you sound sloppy drunk?" I laughed.

"Maybe because I am. Did you-did you ever think about that?" He slurred.

"I can't imagine what the actual birthday boy is like if you're like this." I giggled.

"He's jumping around somewhere downstairs in his underwear. I came upstairs so that I could hear you over the loud music." He said.

"Oh I can let you get back to having fun. I wasn't calling for anything important. Goodni-"

"-No wait! I want to see you. Can I come over?" I didn't see why not since Evan was sleeping and my parents wouldn't be home until tomorrow afternoon.

"Yeah sure come over." I told him.

"Okay I'll be there in a sec."

I went to make sure Evan was still asleep then I went to unset the house alarm. I sat on the couch in the living room waiting on Vic so I wouldn't have to make double trips up and down the stairs. Good thing it didn't take him too long because I was starting to get scared just sitting there by myself.

As soon as I opened the door for him he crashed his lips onto mine. He smelled and tasted of alcohol. I turned us around so that I could close and lock the door behind us as we continued to make out. We continued to kiss as we made our way up the stairs. He stumbled over some steps because of his drunken state but we eventually made it to my room.

He closed the door behind us and we went to my bed. Then he kicked off his shoes and laid down on top of me in my bed. He pushed my legs apart to lay between and things got a little bit more heated as he began to grind down into me. I didn't mind it though since we were both still clothed. I didn't plan on sleeping with him tonight.

In the middle of us kissing he unbuttoned his shirt. I'm not sure why but I hope this wasn't heading to where I think it was. Next he pulled away to pull my tank top off. I didn't stop him from doing it because I didn't know the right way to tell him to stop without making him angry. That just left me in my bra trying to think of a way to say 'Vic I don't want to have sex tonight.' Actually that was a good way. I felt him begin to unbutton his pants and that pushed me to stop him.

I grabbed his hand before he could unzip them and said, "Wait wait. I-I think we should slow down a bit."

He stopped. He actually stopped. When I asked my ex to stop he would try to convince me to go a little bit further with him but Vic actually stopped when I asked him.

"Shit I'm sorry! I got caught up in the moment." He told me.

"It's okay, I understand."

"I usually don't drink to get drunk but when I do I tend to get really horny. I'm sorry." He apologized again. I could feel that he was really tuned on through his pants and I didn't just want to leave him like that. Plus I kind of wanted to try something new.

"Stop I promise it's okay. But maybe I can still help you." I suggested.

"Help me how?" He asked.

I didn't answer him I just got down on my knees in front of him and finished undoing his pants for him.

"Izzy, you don't have to do anything you don't want to do." He said.

"I know." I said.

I continued to pull his pants around his ankles and then reached up to his boxers. I could feel him watching me intensely. This was going to be super awkward cause I didn't know what I was doing. I'm just happy he was drunk because if this didn't turn out to be weird he would barely remember it.

When I finally got his boxers down his hard on sprung up. It was only the second time I seen one in person but he was definitely bigger than the first. I grab him in my hand trying to think of what to do next. I'm kind of embarrassed to say I googled how to give a blow job randomly one night and the website told me to tease him first. It said I could do it by licking from the base to the tip so that's exactly what I did. He moaned so I guess that was right.

Next it said lick the top part so I stuck my tongue out and swiveled it around it a few times. I didn't know what to do after that so I just dove right in, taking him straight into my mouth. I couldn't fit all of him in so the part I couldn't get I just rubbed with my hand. I bobbed my head up in down sucking as I went. It was kind of hard trying not to let my teeth touch him but once I hid them behind my lips it fixed that problem.

"Fuck!" He mumbled as I tried to speed up my pace. I knew if I attempted to take him down my throat I would gag immediately so I didn't.

He noticed I had to keep pushing my hair out of my face as I blew him so he grabbed all of my hair and held it for me. I could feel him slightly pull at it when I did something that felt good to him. That was a surprisingly a major turn on for me.

I remembered the article saying something about making eye contact so I looked up at him but he wasn't looking back down at me. He had one hand holding my hair and the other one behind his head as he laid back letting small moans escape his lips. I guess this wasn't so hard to do, I mean I could have probably did a better job if I were more advanced but this seemed good enough for him.
I switched between sucking and licking him for a long time. Like maybe a little bit more than twenty minutes. I couldn't tell if he was close or not he was still moaning to me, but he started to slowly thrust up into my mouth. I backed off a bit because he was getting closer to my throat.

"Oh shit. Izzy I'm go-" I couldn't hear the rest of what he was saying because he was whispering. He was pulling my hair a little harder now almost as if he was trying to get my attention but I didn't mind it.

"Hmm?" I hummed against him.

He didn't answer me. Instead he let out a loud grunt. I began to feel my mouth being filled with a warm liquid. I think he came in my mouth? He replaced my hand with his own as he jerked himself through it. I waited for him to finish and I pulled off with my mouth still full. I didn't know what to do. Should I spit it out or swallow it? I didn't feel like going to my bathroom and holding it in my mouth any longer so I swallowed it down kind of grimacing at the after taste.

"No way that was your first time doing that." He chuckled.

"Yeah it was." I giggled.

"If you say so." He joked. "Here get on your back." He told me.

"What? Why?"

"So I can return the favor." He said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"EW No! I don't want someone's mouth on my private parts." I said.

"You literally just had my dick in your mouth. And private parts? What are you six? Just say pussy."

"Noooo! Gross! I hate that word. You don't have to do anything to me. Just lay here with me for a while."

"Okay." He pulled his boxers back on and got under my covers pulling me in bed with him. I smiled as I cuddled into his chest and he wrapped his arms around me. I wondered if this meant that we were officially dating now. I didn't want to ask and make things uneasy. Plus I don't think guys his age ask someone to be their girlfriend anyways. I think it's just implied or when he introduces me to someone he'll either say 'my friend' or 'my girlfriend'. I would just have to wait.

Notes

Haha This was so awkward to write, but it's building up to something in the story so it had to be done.
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