There and BackChapter 80 Road to Hell
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"Daniel, Camryn's here!" the yelling voice muffled from its journey up the stairwell and through my closed bedroom door.
I had told my mom to steer her and Corey away if they came over or called for me. For a week it had worked, but the last time she talked them away, she said it would be the last; if we had a fight, I should act more mature and at least let them talk to me. I would be spending two weeks alone soon so making up with them would be best done sooner than later she stated.
My parents were leaving in two days on an anniversary vacation, if I needed anything while they were gone, Camryn and Corey's parents were my contact.
I now kind of wished I had just played like nothing happened from the start. After several days, I realized that Corey would probably be her stupid little self and feel bad and blurt everything to Camryn in exchange for comfort. Realizing that, I never wanted to see either one of them again; I was so incredibly embarrassed. I hated my dick, I wanted to get rid of it, it got me in so much trouble.
I heard soft knocking on my door.
"Just go in, he won't open it for you!" I heard my mom yell up the stairs. I had dreaded the coming moment for several days. But it felt kind of good though, at least it would get over with, no more waiting, no more looking the other way and avoiding them at all costs coming home from my other friend's house. When she yells at me now, then it will be over with and I can live out the rest of my summer without worrying.
My bedroom door slowly opened. Now that whole theory crumbled. I wanted to wait more. I didn't want to face this. I pushed my pillow over my face. I wish I flipped over earlier. My stomach faced straight up; I hope she wasn't in a punching mood. I laid perfectly still as if maybe my motionless body would be invisible.
There was silence after I heard the door shut and lock. Then my bed shifted as if someone was climbing onto it. My body tensed every muscle as I felt a body drop onto me. My pillow was pushed away and I stared up to Camryn.
"After a week of you mysteriously getting ill every time I call or see you come home from somebody else's house, you sure do look well enough now."
"What do you want?" I asked coldly. I knew I was in for it. She could obviously see that I wasn't up for games.
"I knew you didn't put lotion in me about an hour afterwards. I got scared that maybe it would cause a rash or something in there so I went into the bathroom and squeezed some of it out. It didn't look like lotion and I have seen a picture or two of similar stuff. Corey told me everything that happened after two days and your mom said you were sick. Corey was really scared about you."
"So you hate me now?"
"If I did, would I be on top of you?"
"I don't know, you could have a knife to my side that I can't feel."
She giggled a little.
"I was angry at first," she consoled, "but that night when I laid awake in bed, I couldn't stop thinking about it, and then I dreamt about it; by morning, I forgave you. Then when Corey told me everything she did to you, she was so sad, she said that she thought that you wanted to be first with me, but she stole that. She wouldn't stop crying. That only made me think more about you."
I looked to her confused. I couldn't figure out if this was a test or a joke.
"You know that I like you, you should have told me you liked me," she said.
"You already knew, why else did you always tease me in the worst ways. You don't know what that does to me." She looked at me silently. "I wanted to leave you before all this; do you know what it's like to see something like you every day; something so perfect, that plays with and teases you all the time, and for some reason in your mind, you just know you can never have her; I was going crazy." She was silent for a little longer.
"Why can't you ever have me?"
"I don't know, because you knew that I liked you, but you never acted on it, I was your game, nothing that you could take seriously."
Something struck her, and struck her hard. Her eyes started welling up. After a few tears speckled my face, she put her head down into my sheets beside my ear.
"I'm sorry," she mumbled, "I didn't know."
Her crying was very conflicting. I had always wanted to be there for her and comfort her tears, but now, she was crying because of me; I was the source of her tears.
"Do you still like me?" she muffled into my mattress.
"I don't have a choice, I tried not liking you but it's impossible, you're a necessity; you can't just forget to breathe or not like doing it, it's what makes life, life."
She pulled her head up to my face.
"I'm not ready yet, but I can lick you until you get off, my friends told me how."
"I don't want you to do anything if you don't want to, otherwise I'll hate myself for letting you do it."
"I can do it, just for you, because I really really like you." She was scared; she would do almost anything I asked her to. I did not think she honestly wanted to do that to me out of love more then out of a pitiful forgiveness.
"Please, just kiss me," I requested.
Immediately, she pushed her lips into mine. Our mouths shifted together. Not more than two minutes into our session, I felt her smile as my penis grew under her. I guessed that she was back in her teasing mood because she began gently rocking her hips into it. I did not know if she considered it teasing, but to my mind and what I really wanted her to do to me, it was torture.
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