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“I like that color on you, it’s cute.” He just called me cute, fuck stop blushing you idiot. “So what made you decide to come with me, i mean we just met & all, was it my charming sexy appeal?” He asks winking & smiling at me.

I smile back of course. You wouldn't think it was scientifically possible, but i blush even deeper (I blush a lot) than before.
“Because guys don't really talk to me, I don't know I'm not like... I'm not really someone guys like you talk to and, you . . . you are kinda sexy." I say quite quickly, I'm starting to overshare as I'm getting nervous. But a good nervous
“I find you to be pretty damn sexy too. Our school is mostly str8 guys & those two bi chicks that have made their rounds through the school. But I’m surprised I haven’t seen you before. I wish i saw you like 3 months ago.”
“Why?” The question is out my mouth before my mind starts to think it was stupid thing to ask.
“Oh I broke up with my gf & told her i liked another guy & she wanted proof since she didn’t believe me. She was just too clingy for me. Wow that sounded bad, I mean I’m really attracted to you & I would never use you like that or in anyway. Im gunna shut up now. Please don’t hate me!”
I laugh a little, "Its fine, I don't hate you . . . does it sound bad if I think that's kinda . . . hot." I'm trying to be sexy . . . trying
“Well aren’t you full of surprises,” he pulls into the driveway & jump across the hood so he can open the door for me. He’s such a gentleman. We walk up to the front door and he says “can I ask you something?”
"Sure, you can ask me anything.” This boy got me nervous af now. His hand finds its new favorite spot again, and I fucking melt into it.
“Would you slap me if I kissed you?”

I’m so shocked, but I can't look away from him and I have no idea where it comes from but I say "I’ll slap you if you don't."
He flashes that sexy half smile that can be seen from miles away. He pulls me closer, his left hand on my chin to lift my face up. We kiss & it feels like a lifetime passes as our tongues dance in each other’s mouths. I continue to melt into him and I get a lot harder really fast. Our kiss lasts a minute and I totally forget about anything else. We break the kiss and I’m left speechless. My first kiss and it spread this warm magical feeling throughout my body.
“Damn boy. I think we’re going to have a real good time.”
I smile and take his hand and ask "are you going to invite me in?"
“Hell yeah!” He nearly breaks down the door to let us in. He leads me upstairs to what I guess is his room, and hands me a pair of his old swimming trunks from his closet.
“Here put those on. I’m going to be grilling my special burgers outback and you can swim around until they’re ready.”
“Oh, nice. Will you be joining me in the pool?” He strips down to nothing but his boxers. MY GAWD, dick print of the gods! I swear this boy is gunna be the death of me.
“Maybe I will join you!” he says while leaving the room.

I quickly put on the trunks; they are too loose so I tie them tighter. I check myself out in the mirror. . . I loosen them just a bit so they'll stay on but they can be taken off easily and I make my way outside. Geez, when did I become such a slut lol? Oh shit, how long is this date gunna last? I better call my mom and let her know that I might have to spend the night. Hopefully I do, wow I’m a hoe. I make the call and tell her that I need to work on something for school with a friend. She says okay and I tell that It'll probably take a day or two and not to expect me home till Sunday. Like why do I think this date is gunna last that long? Whatever. I make my way downstairs & to the backyard just in time to see Dante bending over. There is a god! The pool is calling my name and I answer. I love to swim no matter the temp of the water, so I never test the water. I step down into the pool and swim into the deep end treading water watching Dante at the grill.
“What’s that green stuff in the bowl, are we having a salad? I ask him.”
“Observant eyes you got there Alecs. But this isn’t a salad; it’s my secret ingredient for these burgers.
"Oh. My grandmother always told me to find a man who can cook."
“Hahaha your grandma is a wise lady then.” He continued to mashup his secret ingredient into the raw patties & then set them down for a bit. He then came over to sit on the edge of the pool just barely getting his feet wet. He asked “What else did your grandma tell you?”
I swam over and stopped in between his legs and cross my arms on his lap. I keep my eyes fixed on his impressive bulge.
“Ummm . . . well I remember her telling me to never trust anyone that doesn’t look into your eyes, when you’re speaking. Hahahaha it’s kinda silly right?” I look up and find him staring directly into my eyes. It seems like he’s looking for something, inside of me.
He leans down into me and I close the distance. Another amazing kiss, his lips had set my body ablaze. Those big soft hands slide down into the water and grasped my little bubble butt. Damn that feels good. I can’t control myself when he kisses me like that. Get it together Alecs!

“I better go flip those burgers,” He smiles as he walks away. It’s in this moment that I decide for myself, if he wants to (and treats me right of course) I'll let him be my first tonight. Pause, am I a hoe? Does this make me a hoe? I just hope that he doesn't think less of me for letting him get some on the first date.
“The burgers are done can you go to the fridge & get 2 wine coolers? It’s the green bottles.
“Sure." I pull myself out of the pool just fast enough to make the trunks slide ever so slightly off my hip. Not enough to fall off but just enough to tease him. I blush because I have no idea where any of this is coming from. My hoeism is leaking! I grab the coolers and walk back handing one to you and resting a hand on your shoulder. “Those look good."
“Thx cutey.”
"Oh. You think I’m cute?" I smile and run my hand down his back. He grabs my hand & laces our fingers together while he lifts me up so my legs are round his waist. His other hand is supporting my ass and we are face to face. He’s so fast and strong. I know I only weight like 120lbs at the most but still, he lifted me with such ease and grace.
“Alecs, you are the cutest boy in our school.”
I kiss him again deeply, letting my tongue be a little more aggressive but not too aggressive. I want more, god I want more, but he softly pulls away.
“Let’s eat before my neighbors get too nosey & try to interrupt us ;)”
"Okay. But I need you to put me down first.”
“Hahaha, right.”

As I walk away I slip my hands under the waist band of the swim suit and turn to him. “Do you mind, they keep sliding off.”
“Go ahead. I would take mine off too, but I would be nude and some things are better felt than seen ;)”
OMG!! This boy, this sexy piece of man is gunna be the death of me. But I did walk into that one. “Lucky you I don’t mind being nude.” I then proceed to slip them off letting him get a look at my ass, I bend over and pick them up making sure to linger a while as I come back up.
Stranger: I turn around and say, "Well I hope you enjoy the view then." I walk over to the table and sit down.
“Oh you know I am, you know for a cute shy boy you dont seem so shy anymore.” He says as he sets a plate down for me.
I’m blushing again "I don't know where it's coming from, really it . . . it must be you that brings this out of me." I smile and take a bite. This burger is unlike anything I’ve ever tasted before in my life. It’s rich, creamy, juicy, meaty, but hearty at the same time. I’m in love with his cooking skills, the way he talks to me, looks at me, smiles at me. It’s like he actually is interested in me. I figured at the very least, if this were to turn sour at any point. I could at least be wined and dined instead of being lonely and whinny in my room alone. Stop being so negative Alecs.
“This burger is so good. What’s in that secret ingredient?"
“Glad you like it. It’s some leftover spinach and artichoke dip I made last night and mixed it with the ground beef. Just something I learned to do a while back.”
“Oh cool. I can’t wait to see what else you can cook”
“Just wait till desert cutey ;)”
“Oh what did you bake?” I didn’t even realize how stupid that question was till I looked at his wicked smile and raised eyebrow. I’m so clueless at times. Deadass clueless!
Anyways we eat, drink, flirt a lot & talk about school till its dark out.

“I have a question. How come you asked me out today? I mean you don’t really know me and you have never talked to me before so.”
“Oh, I noticed you on Monday. I was walking down the hall a little before lunch was over and I saw some girl crying on the floor by the lockers. So I jumped real quick into the restroom and grabbed some tissue and gave it to her. Made sure she was okay and then I left. While I was walking away I heard someone talking to her, so I turned around and I saw you. I thought you were really cute and sweet for comforting your friend. And you had a nice little ass. I wanted to ask you out, but it wasn’t an appropriate time. I tried to find you around the school for the next few days, but I had no luck. I had missed school yesterday so I didn’t see you. Yeah so that’s about it, but I would like to get to know more about you though.”
Damn this boy is gunna be the death of me. “I would really like to know more about you too” I said.
“Good. So how bout you take your perfect ass inside and pop in a movie for us to watch as I clean up here.”
"Ok. I’m warning you, my taste in movies might surprise you." I say as I walk inside. I go to the living room and stare at its vastness. His huge flat screen is mounted on the wall; it’s got to be at least 65 inches. I look at his impressive movie collection, which is Wes Craven movies and made sure to pick the most recent movie he has.
"I’m ready" I called out. I've seen the movie so I know when the scary parts are and I plan to act like I haven't seen it before. I hear him finish in the kitchen and walk over.
“Ahhh so you like horror movies? This is an interesting pick. Scream 4, I actually really like this franchise.”
I just smile. As it turns out the Scream movies are my favorite scary movies but I play along and the first big jump scare I jump and latch myself onto his arm.
''Sorry. . . I should've seen that one coming haha." My mind is racing thinking if my jump was forced or not. He leans over and whispers in my ear and says
“You know, you’re not a really good actor but I suppose I should give you a reward for the effort.”

We have another kiss, and then it’s a full blown make out sess.
“Is this comfortable for you?” He asks.
I slide over and onto his lap straddling him, face to face I say "I am now!" The hoeism is in full bloom now. Lol.
“I bet you are.” We kiss again like we need each other. 10, 20 mins go by and we’re on the couch. Kissing lips, necks, chests, no area above the waist is off limits. The moaning starts and I am overtaken with pleasure. I was hard at that point I thought that I might finish without touching myself. But I didn’t care so I just let my hands explore his body. As I had reached down, I had forgotten that he was only in his boxers. Then I realized that I was still stark naked on his lap. My horny hoeness had made me completely forget that I had took off the trunks he gave me before we ate. Smfh! Back to where my hand was, which was his bulge. Oh my gawwd! Now that’s a lot to handle. What tf did I get myself into y’all? For the first time today there is legit fear and pure shock in my eyes. It's huge. . . I want to take it . . . all of it . . . inside me. Why am I being a hoe? It's my first time for everything, but all I can think about is him and it. And my pasty ass is blushing again. Dante obviously sees this and asks.

“Are you good? Do we need to stop?”
“No I just ummm never really have done this before . . . like ever.”
“Oh ok. We should stop then, because this isn’t the best of ways to end a date let alone start a relationship.”
Relationship? I perk up and looked shocked AF after he said that.
“Not that we’re in a relationship or that you want one or that . . . I don’t know. I should be quiet now”
I kiss him. “Dante I like you and I would love for us to be together. I am just a bit nervous that’s all.”
“Really?”
“Yeah boy!”
“Good. Do you want to move this to my room?
“Yes but this is my first time tho.
“Then I will be gentle.”
“Is this your first?”
“No, but it will be the first time for it to actually mean something to me.
I blush harder now. And my blush is about as red as his aura which is like a storm of crimson surrounding him. He picks me up and carries me upstairs to his bed and says. “Get use to me carrying you, even in public. I like to carry my boyfriends.”
All I can say is "I like the sound of that." I smile and start to kiss his neck as we make way upstairs. He lays me down on his incredibly soft bed and I look up at him getting little nervous but still the good kind of nervous. "What do you want to do first?" I ask.

“Well I think we should just dive right in.”
“Ok” He reaches over to his nightstand and grabs some lube & a condom. "I've never done this before so . . . I guess you could . . . go in raw if you wanted to."
“Oh, well. I don’t have anything & I know you don’t either but safety first.”
“You’re right!” I see his cock is at its hardest now as he lubes up. Its huge and covered in veins, throbbing like his aura. I reach out for it and its heat travels through my hands and spreads across my body. I’m somehow at ease now & ready to accept it inside me. I know that I want it more than I've wanted most things in life. “I’m ready now, more than ready.” I tell him.
“Alright boy. Lift your legs and ass up a bit and I will do the rest. He says with another wicked smile.
I do as he said and take a deep breath, "You'll go slow right?"
“Of course I will. Alecs I will never hurt you in any shape or form.”
I smile again and let him begin. He lines up his hungry cock with my pink tight hole and press just enough till I feel his head enter in with a slimy popping sound. “I guess all that lube worked Hahahaha”
“Yeah, I’m gunna go further in now.”
All I could do is nod. A few inches in and I cry out a little louder than I wanted to cause it does hurt, just not as bad as I’d thought it would.
"Hold on. Please don't move. I need to adjust to your size." I definitely want more. I know I can take more.
“Ok. If it makes you feel good, you got at least a little more than half inside you now. I guess I should have told my measurements. Sorry.” He says awkwardly laughing.
I look down and take a few deep breaths. "You can tell me in the morning ;) But for now, give it all too me."
“Whoa, you want all of it? I don’t know if that’s a good idea. I might turn into a fucking machine if that happens and you’re not ready for that cutey.”
“Really? Now I definitely want you to. Pleeeeeease!"
“Ok, but if you survive this, then I want you to marry me*

I laugh nervously, but in my mind I’m mentally preparing myself for it. I lead a series of passionate kisses as he slowly goes deep in my ass.
His hairy balls are against my cheeks. His aura crashes into mine and we create beautiful heat waves of ecstasy filling the room. Our bodies glide back and forth across the bed. The machine is alive and oooooh how it works wonders.
“Fuck . . . fuck, tell me to . . . slow down if . . . you need me too. He says between deep thrusts and breaths.
It hurts, it hurts worse than before, but there is pleasure that goes with it. I dig my nails into his toned back and pull down hard moaning loudly. We switch into another position so that I’m on his lap having the ride of my life.
“I love you Dante” I say as he drills me upwards.
“Fuck. I fucking love you too Alecs." I bite down into your neck hard, maybe a little harder then I wanted to. He then stands up as I’m bouncing on him and hammers away. “Shit I’m gunna . . . bust soon, but your ass . . . is sucking my cock. I don’t know if I can pull out in time.
I feel him tensing up so I wrap my arms around his neck and yell, "Cum in me. Fucking cum in me!”
With 3 final thrusts his cock explodes deep inside my bowels. His release is so powerful that his legs give out and we fall backwards onto his bed. I’m still on top with and he’s still inside me.
“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck. That was the biggest load I’ve ever shot out!
"Fuck yes baby that was . . . I can’t move. Hahahaha. You broke me!"
“Hahahahaha. Shit boy I think I stretched you a little too much. I can feel my own cum sliding outta your ass and onto my balls.”
“Dante that was so amazing. I can’t believe that just happened.”
“You were amazing too, wait did you cum baby?”
We both looked down at myself and see the mess I made on his abs glistening in the pale moonlight coming from his window. "Hell yeah I did."
“Good. So do you wanna be my bf, or do we need to have a second date?”
“Hmmm . . . I'm gunna go with . . . both.” He smothers me in kisses. We then scoot further up on the bed and we cuddle in for the night. He whispers in my ear, “best Friday ever!” I smile because I couldn’t agree more, so I melted into him for the final time that night. And we both drifted off to dreamland.

Well everyone that’s all for day 1. I’m gunna take a quick break for lunch and then I will post more about day 2. Trust me, day 2 is a lot crazier and funnier than day 1. I learned a whole of things about Dante, his friends, family and myself. But I gotta go eat and do a little homework before I post. Luv ya bunchez, bye!

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