Thread: He did bad

At just 17 and 18 years old, these two were seen by society as immature. Even more so when you take into account his bad behaviour all through his life. But he was changing, she knew he was. How could she? He was at rock bottom. He was expelled for a week. She had heard it from the rumour mill back at college. The reason? Beating another pupil to a pulp. He'd been dragged of to the principle and was gone before he could say a word. Now they were in his room. He was crying on his bed, knowing he'd gone way too far this time. She was comforting him, her hand on his lower back. Whereas she was wearing comfy jogging pants and a t-shirt, all he wore were some boxers after he'd stripped down back home and went in the shower to calm down. The two of them had been like this for 30 minutes, not a word was spoken. Both their phones had been beeping and pinging but neither looked. He knew he'd done a really bad thing, but didn't know how to control the anger inside, she knew exactly what had to be done. She'd been here many times before, this exact spot. They'd been friends for a long time and both knew each other better then they knew themselves. They'd never gotten together - though everyone thought they had - but they did love each other dearly. Finally he turned over, her hand now on his lower torso. He took great care in his body, the start of a 6-pack just seen over his milky-white hairless body. Her eyes lingered for a moment over a small mole near his right nipple before travelling up. The skin round his face was taught, his jawline and cheekbones pronounced. Round his eyes were red from the crying. You really are stupid aren't you She whispered, giving him a brave smile. All he could do was nod biting his lip. He could never be like this with anyone else, not even his foster-parents. His eyes went down her arm, seeing where her hand was, gently stroking his skin. Carefully he went up her body, she was so slim, the joggers covering her bubble bum, the t-shirt showing off her small cleavage, her brown hair soft and glowing. His hand carefully moved to hers, stroking it gently. She was kneeling on the bed, hovering over him. She couldn't stop herself carefully she bent down and kissed him tenderly on his mouth, the electricity coursing from his mouth to hers and vice versa. Finally, it was happening. She leaned back agaain, her hand carefully moving further down to his boxers, they looked so small on his reasonably broad body. Her tiny hands moved down, her long nails able to lift his boxers and reveal his member. She'd seen it when they were younger but now it was more developed, a lot more developed. She took him out, keeping it in her hands, looking at it, inspecting it slowly and carefully. He just watched, fascinated by her and what she was doing. Finally she let it flop back down and go back to his lips. Both were still soft, virginal. he knew she was still one, she knew he wasn't. Her hands came round to his back, pulling him to sit up and he responded by clawing at the tail of her t-shirt, finally getting it up over her head. There wasn't any bra to contend with. He moved his hands over to her, feeling them both. She just moaned, enjoying the attention from another person for the first time. When they did she could feel something in the way, she looked down, he'd grown, veins more pronounced, and much redder skin. She gasped but he didn't care, suddenly he got his hands round her back and flipped their positions. Both took a moment to get used to this. Quickly but carefully he started pulling at her joggers. She helped, wriggling on the bed as they worked in harmony. Again, there was no underwear to contend with. Carefully he moved down, feeling that area of her for the first time, moving his face closer and closer before his lips were around her. His tongue probing her. She moaned loudly for that, instantly realising where she was, she got a pillow and muffled herself. She hadn't realised how good this could make her feel. With her other hand she searched for him, finally finding some of his hair, feebly pushing him further down on her, making sure the feelings and emotions wouldn't be going away anytime soon. Her body was so tingly, like a thousand small people were dancing all over her. As she panted and muffled herself, he kept doing the work, tonguing and fingering, his long thin fingers coming in handy. The other hand caressed her inner thigh. They were both absolutely loving the experience. Finally he moved from there and pulled himself back up to her. He started kissing her again almost as if he'd already missed the taste of her lips. She was tasting herself for the first time. Her fingers moved back to his member, guiding him downwards towards herself. She felt him slip inside and all she could do was gasp Oh my........C....Callum she whispered. He went from her lips to her neck, kissing, biting, loving. Carefully he pushed further in before tenderly pulling back, his hips doing the work. She couldn't help herself, clawing all over him, her nails breaking skin all over his back. The pain helping him more then he could ever imagine. Slowly they got into a rhythm that they both enjoyed. She loving every second, experiencing her first, second, third orgasm each time finding his buttocks, digging her nails into him, they both gasping as she pulsated, both their minds centred on that small part of her body. Finally he also orgasmed B.....Bella was all he could say, the feelings over-whelming him. Yes he'd experienced these before, but they felt much more intense then ever. Finally he collapsed down, he still inside her, she trying to compose herself from the aftermath. He carried on kissing the side of her neck, she kissing the front of his, finding his adams apple and biting softly. I....I'm sorry, I.....shouldn't have c........ Callum couldn't say anymore, her fingers closing his lips before kissing him again. Don't worry Bella said. The two stayed there for a long while, the smell of food made by his dad finally luring them both to get dressed and go down. They're relationship never quite the same afterwards but it was all for the better.