Long Live Us

Even I had to admit this was getting awkward. Not the plan to have sex with my girlfriend, I'm a horny teenage boy, of course that didn't bother me. It was the fact that all of our friends knew what we were about to do. It was the fact that her brother was helping her get laid. Sometimes it all felt like too much. I had a feeling there wouldn't be any romance, any spur of the moment hardcore connection between Stella and I. Things like this shouldn't be rushed, they should barely be planned, but this was the only way we were ever going to get to fully connect. It was now or never.

"Jack," my dad popped his head in the door. Currently, we were at a hotel. No one felt much like riding or driving at the moment, and we'd been given a short break. "We're going to grab a bite to eat. Are you coming?"

"Dad, I don't like to admit this to everyone else.. But I'm falling a little behind in my stuides. I think it's best I stay here and get caught up."

"Oh." He frowned. I hated lying to my dad, but I knew it was the only way to keep Mr. Gaskarth out of the loop. "Do you want me to talk to Kathleen? I'm sure she can work with you some more."

"No, it's okay. If you tell her everyone else will find out. I don't need that stress on me.."

"You got it, kiddo. Stay in here and work as long as you have to. We'll be back soon, okay?"

"Hey, dad?" I put on my best boyish sad face, one that I knew my dad would fully believe "Can you try to stay out just a little longer? I'm the oldest one of the band. I should be smarter than the rest of them.. Well, except Aubree. Please don't let them catch me studying in my free time. They'll make fun of me."

"You're concerned about being made fun of?" Total shock on his face. "Well, I'll call before we head back. Get some work done, son."

As he closed the door, I smiled to myself. Of course I knew my dad would tell Alex about me falling behind, and he'd probably also tell Kathleen, but I'd sort that out later. Now it was Stella's turn. Her and Aubree had decided to tell Alex that she started a killer period today, and to make sure he bought it and found no connection in both of us hanging back, they would request that he stop up on pads and tampons.. Probably even some midol. Stella would even fake being cranky with him, just so he'd buy it.

Any minute now, my own band and All Time Low would exit the hotel. Aubree, Nate and Tom would act like the excited kids they were- Wanting to run everywhere and see everything, just to buy us more time. Indeed, this was awkward, but I had some damn good friends.

I waited patiently by the door, checking my hair in the mirror and testing my breath, until a small knock came. Well, it was go time. Slowly, I opened the door and let my nervous girlfriend in. She gave me a small peck on the cheek and went over to the bed, allowing herself to sit where I'd been only minutes ago.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I questioned, taking a seat beside her. "I don't want it to feel forced. I want you to look back on this and smile at it for the rest of your life."

"Babe, I'm ready," she smiled, leaning over to kiss my lips softly. "Are you?"

"I've been ready since I knew I loved you."

Those few simple words were all it took to make Stella throw herself at me. She tackled me on the bed and instantly ran her fingers through my messy hair. With my hands squeezing her hips, I pulled her body against my own. She shifted her lower half so that we lined up, lifted her arms a little so she could move her lips to my neck and began grinding into me. A soft moan escaped my lips. With each passing moment, my longing for her was growing. The scent of her shampoo was messing with my senses, the feeling of her pelvic bone rubbing against my manhood made my blood pump faster. I'd endured months of teasing- It was time to change that.

I rolled us over so that I was on top now. Stella slid under my arms and moved to the top of the bed so her head was resting on a pillow. Her long, dark locks were spread around her face, making her eyes pop even more. I smiled to myself as my fingers began to dance up her thigh. She sucke din a sharp air and tiled her head back, enjoying the feeling of me freely being able to touch her. Moving my head down, I pulled her shirt up so that the end of it was on her breasts. I trailed kisses from her ribs, to the top of her hip bones, where my fingers traced her jeans. Chill bumps sent shivers down her spine. I couldn't resist her anymore.

I pulled her up by her arm and tore the shirt off of her body with one swift motion. She did the same with mine, both of them scattered on the floor now. My lips connected with her collar bone while her fingers fought with the button on my jeans. Meanwhile, my fingers were undoing the clasp to her bra. By the time she started to pull down my jeans, the bra had hit the floor. I pushed her back gently and allowed my tongue to graze over her nipple. Stella moaned sloftly, wiggling underneath me, welcoming the new feeling of lust. I smirked into her breast, cupping the other breast in my free hand.

Using my tongue, I slid down to the top of her jeans once more. My hand was still playing with her breast, so with the one that was free, I began to slip her jeans off of her body. Now we were both in nothing but our underwear, but hers barely covered anything. The light was much better in here than in the car the night we attempted this before- She was perfect. Absolutely perfect. I smiled to myself and claimed both of my hands once more, sliding my fingers in the side of her thongs to slowly slip them down her knees. Stella began to blush instantly, fearing what I would think of her body. I kissed her stomach to show I was enjoying myself, making her relax a little more.

When she was comfortably lying back on the pillow, I steadied my breath and ran my thumb over her bundle of nerves. Stella tensed up for a second, but once the pleasure really hit her, she relaxed. I knew this was all so brand new to her, and it made me want her even more to know that no man had ever touched her like this before. My mind was spinning out of control, and before I could even think about what I was doing, I was licking and sucking at her lips. Stella cursed loudly, throwing her arms down beside her to grip the bed. She bucked her hips a few times, proving to me that she wanted me just as much as I wanted her. Now that I could tell she was ready in ever possible way, I kissed my way back up to her mouth, positioning myself abover her. I stared into her eyes, smiling to myself, rubbing the tip of my penis against her slit.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yes," Stella moaned, her nails already digging into my back. "I want to give myself to you."

I nodded and pressed my lips to her own. My hope was that, this would distract her from the pain she was going to fill. She kissed me back with hunger, so while I had her mind on the kiss, I slowly thrusted myself into her. I went in with ease, despite how tight her body was from being a virgin, and waited until I felt our skin collide. Already, I was sweating. Stella pulled her lips away from mine and let out a cry that matched both pain and pleasure.

"You're officially not a virgin anymore," I breathed into her neck. "I love you, Stell."

"I love you, too, Jack."

As the time passed, the deep pain that Stella was feeling began to ease, but only slightly. She relaxed with each thrust, letting the mild pleasure consume her body. For at least the last half, she was enjoying herself. Still, she was a virgin, so I didn't last quiet as long as I wanted to. Pumping into her more quickly towards the end (which she didn't mind at all) I remembered one key thing the both of us managed to forget in the heat of the moment: A condom. Cursing under my breath, I pulled myself away from her and spilled myself onto her stomach, which forced her to look at me with a disgusted face. I laughed lightly, bending over to collect my shirt from the floor and wiped the sticky mess from her belly.

"Are you okay?" I asked, as I collapsed on the bed beside her. Our fingers locked instantly. "I know that was painful for you."

"Honestly, Jack, I've never been better." She rolled over on her side so she could kiss my lips softly. "That was amazing. I finally understand what sex is all about."

She was such an amazing girl. Everything I've ever wanted, and finally she was mine; completely. Kissing her forehead, I smiled at the messy state her hair was in, also the way her lips were swollen and her cheeks were red. I'm sure I looked just as guilty as she did. But like all great things, this moment had to come to an end. My phone began to buzz from the floor where my jeans were. I knew it was my dad. I knew we probably only had ten or twenty minutes before everyone came back for the night.

"Shit," I groaned, rolling over on my back. "You better go take a super quick shower and get in bed. Everyone will be back soon."

"I don't wanna go," Stella sighed, sitting up so she could grab her clothes and slip them on. "I love you, Jack."

"I love you," I mumbled into her lips. "Now go, before your dad kills me."

She laughed all the way out the door, the perfect end to an incredible night. Stella and I were finally one. Nothing, no one, could take that away from us now.

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