End of Innocence

Warning: Sexual Content
My freshman year of high school was extremely uneventful for the entire first half. At this point, Evan's infrequent visits became nonexistent and Mike had an entirely new group of friends. We'd sometimes talk in the hallways and in gym before I fully-transitioned into a loner. Any effort anyone ever made at getting to know me was completely ruined by my social awkwardness and distinct sense of humor. I had a lot of associates but never any real friends.

It wasn't until the 2nd quarter that I met a girl named Trish. The first time I saw her, I knew I had to be friends with her. She was a red-bone, short with long black hair trailing down her back. She was so intriguing. I sat next to her. The first day of class, we made small talk. As time passed, we actually became close. I was closer to her than I was to any other person in school.

We became so close we found ourselves in a "no strings attached" relationship for a while until we finally started dating for real. We took things very slow. We never talked about sex or anything too much. I was really starting to fall for her and I thought that maybe I wasn't gay after all.

One day, she came over after school. We fooled around in my room. At this point, 2nd base was no longer unclaimed territory. I took off my shirt and started to decline into the bed. At this point, she'd usually push me off of her and tell me she wasn't ready but instead she held me tighter. She started trailing kisses all over my neck as I unbuttoned her khakis. I was breathing her in, taking ever breath I could. My dick was pulsating inside my pants. In that moment, I wanted her more than I wanted anything. I grabbed her by silky black hair, exposing her collar bone and making her moan.

I felt her hand grip my dick. I pulled down my pants, revealing myself to her. My heart pounded. Not because of my sexual drive but because, for the first time since my encounter with Mike, I exposed myself to someone. A million thoughts ran through my mind. Did she like what she saw? What if I can't stay hard? What if I'm not good enough? What if I come too fast?

After playing with each other for so long, she pulled her pants completely down and laid across her bed. She pulled me between her open knees and held me tight. Her nails dug deeper into my back with ever inch I tried to enter. She bit into my neck. At first it was gentle but she started to bite so hard I yelped in pain. She apologized but never stopped. I loved the burning sensation of the pain.

The experience was so intense. Unlike anything I've ever felt with anyone else. It didn't take long for me to finish. As we began to dress, I turned to see Trish crying in her palms. I hugged her and asked what was wrong. She told me she just feels so different, like she lost a part of herself. Suddenly, I felt like shit for making her feel like that.

She broke my heart the next day and dumped me. I knew it was because she resented me for "losing" that part of herself. I soon began to look for a distraction.