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Everyone was sitting outside at the porch around the grill, chatting the night away with intermittent group laughs while I was cozy in the living room couch. Mom... she had prepared a variety of dishes (of course, with the music blaring through the house): potato salad, chicken thighbones, sour cabbages, boiled eggs, and so much more delicious stuff. I know, because I ate a ton. I was stuffed. Hence why I sat here. \n\nIt had been a really festive mood today. Mom and Dad seemed super happy, they smiled a lot, gave me a lot of hugs, and Dad picked me up all the time. When people started arriving, I was also happy, although, my parents told me to act nicely and shake their hand. I don't really get why it's necessary, I mean, they seemed to like meeting me anyways. Well, I guess, it's a thanks that they brung a lot of food, too. And alcohol, um, yuck! - my Dad wanted me to try once, but I didn't like it.\n\nInstead, I liked my little portable playstation. It's fun. I got it from my mom's friend named Kisa, and got to play some stuff like that snowboarding game, that sneaky game, and some other ones. Honestly, I kind of prefer to play this rather than seeing other people. I think it's kinda weird to do anything with adults, they take everything so seriously and they force me to do a bunch of things. Especially Mom and Dad. Like that greeting thing, or smiling at people even though I'm not happy. It's so boring, and stupid, sometimes, so that's why I prefer the playstation. Then it's a different world, a better world. I'm not sure if that's okay or not, but I feel better.\n\nMeh, where were the other kids? They're at least more fun to hang with than adults. I'm probably the only one here. I don't know why the neighbors and my parents friends left their own kids behind... maybe this place is so boring that they don't want to go here. I know that feeling. Honestly, this is probably the only events that makes the place lively. Otherwise it feels a bit... umm.. dark. I mean... I don't feel scared of my parents. Or... maybe a little bit. But they've never done anything bad towards me!\n\nIt's always the same here, it's always kinda boring. My dad comes home from work and does things. My mom makes food and they don't talk to each others like they do tonight. They always do everything for me, for some reason, so I never have to try. I think it's a boring life even though my parents say it's good, and that I should feel lucky. Everyone tells me that. Umm... It's too much to think of. So I just play the games.\n\n-- * --\n\n\"god DAMN!\" I shouted, as I slammed the shot of lime juice and absinthe down on the table. \"Fuck, ah, that was strong!\" exclaimed someone to the left of me, as I tried to chase down the rest in my mouth with what saliva I had in the mouth. \"Ahh, you're right, that was strong!\", exclaimed Mar, right opposite of me, followed by laughter and the chit chat slowly picking up again after trying this little spirit challenge.\n\nApparently, not many around this table had tried it - not even Mar, Peko, or their friends that were sitting around the table. Me? I'm just a recent acquaintance, one of the office coworkers of Mar. Mar's a sweet mother, she's kind, respectful, but she's also really freakin' timid. Like way more than me. So I usually bully her to try challenges like this. Well, it was time everyone had tried this drink now, so my mission was accomplished.\n\nObviously, I was fucked up. My body was melted down on the dinky plastic chair I was sitting on, and I put on a very stupid, silly looking smile. The kind where everyone would look at me and say, \"yep, she's fucked up\". But that's the part of the fun, isn't it? I mean, not to be a downer, but due to various life events, you know, etcetera, bla bla bla... well, I just wanted to be here and, you know, get fucked up. I didn't like Peko so much, actually, he acts cocky and rude, I really don't like him. But Mar is okay, and they offered alcohol. And, of course, their cute little... ah.. yeah.\n\nNah, that's pretty bad, isn't it? Jesus, these thoughts always bubble up at the worst times, don't they? I shouldn't get too drunk, or else, well, I'd probably reveal too much. I think it's better if people don't know too much about my actual life, since it's so sad. I mean, compare to these two, an ideal pair, at a house, with a.. a kid.. and... well, we're grilling here! We're having fun, like, look at their neighbors, their friends, coworkers, they're all happy, aren't they? The food is good, everyone's relaxed, there's music playing, the air feels warm... I can't complain.\n\nDunno about myself, though, so I'll eat some more - grabbin' a delicious new plate of grilled ribs, some pita bread and a healthy serving of the potato-peas-carrot-beetroot mayonaise salad! \"Awww, yeah, some more of this grub\", I mumbled to myself as I stumbled all the way to the food table. \"I can't... you know.. I cannot THANK you BOTH... like.. ENOUGH!\" I uttered in... a direction. As I tripped on my own foot and almost fell, face first, on to the ground. The table crowd laughed. \"You're so screwed up, even I can tell\" someone said. I'll be honest, my vision was very blurry, and I was obviously really drunk. Thankfully, a rational thought managed to pop up and told me to chill by myself for a bit. \"Okay, okay, haha, I'll just, uh, use the bathroom in there, alright? Or like, rest up on your couch? It's too much here...\" I said while pointing my thumb at the patio door.\n\nInside, it was really warm. And then I saw their... kid. I froze for a few seconds thinking what to do.\n\n-- * --\n\nYou see, well, how do I put this... I like that kid. Lea. And I know what you're thinking. No, not like that, I would never force him. Is it even a him? I don't know. He sure looks feminine... and cute. I feel nice around him. But I shouldn't think of it that way. I remember, way back, when we first met, I mean, how could I possibly see him in that light? He was just happy to do whatever. Well, not sure if he was always happy, I wouldn't know what goes on in his mind. But something about his smile did come across as hiding something.\n\nThere was this one time, a while ago, when Mar had to go to work and her husband was on a business trip to France or something. Back when I (and she) still went to school. And she called me, saying that she was concerned about Lea. Asking, pleading if I could take care of him. I mean, since they were both pretty fresh to the country, why not? It's the least you could do for a new classmate, especially since I'm pretty sure I was the only one she knew. And there he was. Lea was at my home. At first, he was rather selfish and just hanged out quietly in the living room. I would guess that he was uncomfortable and shy. But he always looked at me, with those, uhh... with those eyes. And he kept coming around to hang out with me. I had some consoles at home, which I guess helped. I let him borrow one, which he seemed to be playing right now.\n\nThat was like, what, two-three years ago? Since then, well, I broke up with my boyfriend. We were together for a long time, like, since high school or something. It must've broken something in me, because, when I looked at Lea, I just felt so many feelings. Reminded me of my ex. Our plans to have children together. My time in school. I felt like I wanted to take care of Lea, cuddle him, kiss... [i]gulp[/i] kiss him. It's, uhm, I can't really explain this, and I won't pretend like I can. It's fucked up, I know. And this feeling kept growing.\n\nAnd there I stand, in front of him, only us two, and my heart was fluttering. The nerves were taking over me.\n\n--*--\n\nOh, there's Kisa. She's the girl that my mom knows, I don't know where she comes from or what she does, but I remember that she went to university a long time ago. I was looking at her, and she was looking at me with that really happy smile she always had, but she seemed kind of tired. She seemed like her usual self, like, always asking me random question and poking around my stuffs. I think she is my crush, because I like her too. She lets me play her games and buys me foods and stuff, that's how I got this playstation.\n\nI said hi to her, and she said hi back, and she sounded pretty tired. She couldn't walk so well, and she was holding a cigarette in her hand. I don't really like smoke either, it smells so nasty. My parents would never smoke indoors, so I asked her if she was going to. She apologized quickly and put it back in her pocket... \"Ah, of course, hah, silly me, it's uh, the, the indoors...\". She waddled closer to me with an even bigger grin, and then fell down on the couch I was also sitting at. Her arm went around me and holding the hand I was holding the playstation with. She always did this, so I didn't care.\n\nBut I could smell her alcohol, so I tried to continue focusing on the game. It was a skating game, I remember, and she seemed interested in it too. \"Oh wow, yeah, good job little one, daaang, you know how to play this!\", she explained, giggling a little to herself. She sounded dumb, I mean, I can tell that she is pretending. I was feeling a little uncomfortable, because she was being weird, or like, I think she was tired, or nervous, or something. She seemed hesitant, maybe? I don't know, but I kept playing.\n\nHer hand went on my belly and I froze up. Her mouth was pretty close to my ear, and she kept breathing slowly and sounded like she enjoyed it. She pressed her body next to mine too, I felt the warmth, and it was squishy, soft, and comfy. Maybe it's okay that her breath smelled bad, after all... but I got very shy, and I felt really weird in my tummy, like I always felt when she was around and did this. Yeah, she always did something like this, over and over, back when I visited her. I.. kinda liked it... but it still felt weird in a way.\n\nWhenever I would hang out at her home back then, it would be only us two. She always stared at me and was really curious about everything I did. She helped me to try doing new things, like cooking in the kitchen and being on the computer. She always wanted me to sit in her lap, and she would hug me from behind, squeeze me, and touch me with her hands. She always guided me, holding me, saying I did a good job, nuzzling my ear, and so on... \n\n--*--\n\n\"What an adorable little boy you are\", I whispered, feeling his crotch. \"Remember that it's our secret\". I could feel the little bulge underneath the hand, like always, and I just couldn't resist... like usual. I'm such a perverted, fucked up dumbass, aren't I? Why do I take advantage of this kid? I'm not sure even if he likes it, I mean, I always asked and he says yes. His body even shows it, so it's okay, right? Right? I've been so patient waiting for a yes. It has to be!\n\nAh, fuck, I can't hold back, that slender, tiny body, that impressionable face and those longing eyes. I knew he wanted this anyways, so what's the point in asking? \"Honey, you.. hic.. you are okay with this, I hope... ?\" I whispered again, wanting so badly to stick my grubby fingers in the pants. I think he was too shy, because that nod was so small, I couldn't tell if it was a yes or.. a non answer. But he didn't say no. He saved and put the game away and held on to my groping hand. We were still alone for now.\n\n\"Ah, I'm sorry, honey,.. hic.. I'm being dumb right now,\" I quietly told with a leery smile, \"Sorry, ah... someone like me shouldn't do this.\". He said it was okay, but was still kind of shy. Hmm, maybe he was afraid of the noise outdoors? \"I've thought about you, ah, you know.. since last time... You've grown a lot, since then...\". I wanted to kiss him and make him feel better, but he kept turning his face and looking at the patio window. It must be it, because it was getting really loud, people were laughing deep in to the midnight. Whoops. Stupid me.\n\n\"Oh, it's the noise, isnt it?\" I mentioned as I pulled back my hand. He then turned to me and nodded. He had a very guilty, yet oddly calm look to his face - tilted eyebrows, looking downward with half-closed eyes, and seemingly unsure of what to say next. The face was clearly red. \"I really like you, you.. you know\" I told him, as I caressed his cheek and he held my hand... as we always ended up doing. That's why I knew he secretly liked this, even though he sometimes would say no. Everyone gets shy sometimes, right?\n\nAnd I kissed him, like always. That got me so... unrelentingly horny, like a bonfire flaming up. And I know he liked it, he must've liked it, because I heard his tiny, helpless moans as he grabbed my arms to keep in place. Oh for fucks sake, I'm doing it again. Well... my brain is being quickly drained of any logic by now, so what's the point in stopping? His little moans were starting to be really loud, though, so I did stop. \"Hold on, honey, let's.. uhmm..\" I said, looking around for a better location. \n\n\"Let's go to your room, okay?\". I'm sure I had a face full of lust and perversion as I asked that. His face, in contrast, had a taken aback, almost speechless expression, breathing for air as he clenched his fist on me. Oh boy, I knew he loved this. I fucking knew he loved this, all from the expression of his face. I felt so fulfilled from his attention, and I just couldn't wait to give more.\n\n--*--\n\nI nodded to her suggestion. I felt really strange... like a million tingles all over my body, my toes curling and my head feeling light. I have done this before with Kisa, I know, but each time is still so intense. It felt weird and spooky, because it was kinda dark, and I wasn't sure if what we were doing was okay. She had always told me to not tell anyone, that it was our secret. And she always did this when we were alone, but recently stopped because my parents moved. So, I hadn't done this for a while until now. And it made me ticklish and tingly in my body. Everywhere.\n\nI got up with her, and we sneaked behind the counters and shelves trying to be quiet, but she bumped in to some furniture and someone saw us. I got scared, but Kisa told them that she was putting me to sleep. She hissed at me to yawn, so I faked a yawn. I knew, and I wanted to be with only her, so I played along. She held my hand, she protected me, and that made me calm. I know that she had never hurt me, so I felt safe. Except, sometimes she was really loud and begging to me a lot, asking many weird questions, those times were always strange and put me off, but she was mostly... loving, caring, happy... it made me feel loved.\n\n--*--\n\nFuckin'... hell. That was a fuckin' close one, wasn't it? So much for trying to be quiet when my clumsiness betrays me. Well, thank god they had some of that absinthe in them. And they actually believed my little ruse! Hah, even Lea played along. Oh my Fucking god, Lea, you adorable sexy little monster. You have no idea how thirsty I am for you, for your body and for your approval. I need you right fucking now, and we better be quick about it, you know? Before anyone knows, right? So I pulled his hand, maybe held it tighter than I should've. My huffs were audible to him, I'm sure, as we tip-toed rapidly to the bathroom.\n\nOkay. I can't remember well beyond this point. I opened the door and I immediately put him on the floor rug and ripped his clothes off. His pure and alluring body. I looked at it and just felt ready to take this step. I don't think I even thought about it being wrong, immoral, or illegal at the time. Nothing about laws, judgements, social standards or reputations. I didnt care. I felt passion for Lea. I was in a hurry to have him for myself. Oh god, all of him, for myself.\n\nHis cock needed to go in me. Now. I'm so fucked in the head to think a boy cock would satisfy me. Why does it!? Why, I don't know! He reminds me of how I felt, I mean, he should be happy about it. He looks happy about it, he's smiling and tears are running down. He's just overwhelmed right?! Just like me... we're meant for each others, despite what his parents say or what everybody says! Yes! Oh god, yes, Lea, I want you to be my boyfriend.\n\n--*--\n\n\"B-Boyfriend?\" I trembled my voice in return to her question. She was towering over me, breathing heavily. Her face was red, she had just locked the bathroom door, and had just pulled my clothes off and asked me if I wanted to be together. \"Right now?...\" I said, in a quieter tone. Kisa had the biggest, drooling smile I've ever seen... I would feel really guilty if I said no. I think it all went super fast, I wasn't ready, and it made me cry a little bit. I was hesitant, I wish she could've waited a little. But at the same time, I felt horny too, especially when she took off all her clothes. And the room started smelling really dense that made me feel dizzy too. Maybe that's what she was feeling all along too.\n\nShe laid her soft body on top of mine and started to sloppy-kiss me. We both moaned a lot. My head was spinning. She told me to moan louder, so I did. I just wanted to be her good kid, her good new boyfriend. She had grabbed my dick, but I didn't know what to do next. I didn't know anything. I just grabbed on to her body and let her do whatever she wanted. I was in her hands.\n\nHer moans were heavier and more drawn out, and she asked me if I wanted to be with her forever. I said yes. She asked if I would marry her. And start a family. And never stop having sex. And let her handle my life, my friends, my job and school, everything, instead of my parents... I kept saying yes because she seemed really happy from the answers. She then said we were together and sat up, still holding my dick, and smiled.\n\n--*--\n\nFinally, the confirmation I wanted all along. This boy is mine. Forever. I wouldn't have to worry about anything anymore, my future is settled. Why not start now, even? His hot cock was right there, right under me, and I could get pregnant. Even if he's too young, I'll take care of our kid until he becomes an adult. Yes! This plan is infallible, who will ever question me, anyways? Who would ever assume I fucked a kid? Who would be crazy enough to point a finger at me and call me a p**o?! Me? I'm a girl, who would assume that? They'd think this boy is lucky, and of course, he's sooo freakin' lucky to be settled in right now, hahahaha... wow! I can't believe my luck too! I swear, he's going to be so happy in like ten, twenty years, happy that I found him and made him mine! Age is just a number, right? That's what everyone says! And he's mature! He wants love, just like a real man, and I can be his real woman! Hahahaha... oh fuck, his little cock is about to go in, oh yeah.... ohhhh my god, ohh fuck I can't believe what I'm doing, I'm so fucked in the head, why am I doing this, I'm going crazy, Lea is also crazy, I have to shut his gaping mouth before they come... Lea is moaning like crazy too, like he loves me, he does love me, this is the ultimate proof! Lea, shut the fuck up, I love you, I love your begging, I love your screaming for me, hold me, I'm your wife now! Breed me, breed me like your wife, I'm yours, I'll give you so many kids, and I'll make you more happy than anyone has ever before, happier than your parents, or friends, or future girlfriends, and, and I don't know, and... just cum in me, cum in me, don't cry like I'm doing, don't cry just cum in me, honey, cum in me, and we'll love each others forever, cum... Lea! Lea!!! Honey, honey, I'm getting there, Lea, cum in me you stupid fucking kid, I hate.. I love you... cum in me, I know you love this, Lea!!! Faster, harder... Lea... I'm cumming, Lea... fuck my pussy... I... Lea.. Lea will cum in me.. I-I can't bel--\n\nWe both froze this time, because that was definitely a knock on the bathroom door.\nUh oh.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "It was the glowing afterhours of a house party, with the lingering scent of grilled meat hanging in the air, and the soft decoration lights contrasting against against the sun as it was slowly settling down. Everyone was sitting outside at the porch around the grill, chatting the night away with intermittent group laughs while I was cozy in the living room couch. Mom... she had prepared a variety of dishes (of course, with the music blaring through the house): potato salad, chicken thighbones, sour cabbages, boiled eggs, and so much more delicious stuff. I know, because I ate a ton. I was stuffed. Hence why I sat here.

It had been a really festive mood today. Mom and Dad seemed super happy, they smiled a lot, gave me a lot of hugs, and Dad picked me up all the time. When people started arriving, I was also happy, although, my parents told me to act nicely and shake their hand. I don't really get why it's necessary, I mean, they seemed to like meeting me anyways. Well, I guess, it's a thanks that they brung a lot of food, too. And alcohol, um, yuck! - my Dad wanted me to try once, but I didn't like it.

Instead, I liked my little portable playstation. It's fun. I got it from my mom's friend named Kisa, and got to play some stuff like that snowboarding game, that sneaky game, and some other ones. Honestly, I kind of prefer to play this rather than seeing other people. I think it's kinda weird to do anything with adults, they take everything so seriously and they force me to do a bunch of things. Especially Mom and Dad. Like that greeting thing, or smiling at people even though I'm not happy. It's so boring, and stupid, sometimes, so that's why I prefer the playstation. Then it's a different world, a better world. I'm not sure if that's okay or not, but I feel better.

Meh, where were the other kids? They're at least more fun to hang with than adults. I'm probably the only one here. I don't know why the neighbors and my parents friends left their own kids behind... maybe this place is so boring that they don't want to go here. I know that feeling. Honestly, this is probably the only events that makes the place lively. Otherwise it feels a bit... umm.. dark. I mean... I don't feel scared of my parents. Or... maybe a little bit. But they've never done anything bad towards me!

It's always the same here, it's always kinda boring. My dad comes home from work and does things. My mom makes food and they don't talk to each others like they do tonight. They always do everything for me, for some reason, so I never have to try. I think it's a boring life even though my parents say it's good, and that I should feel lucky. Everyone tells me that. Umm... It's too much to think of. So I just play the games.

-- * --

"god DAMN!" I shouted, as I slammed the shot of lime juice and absinthe down on the table. "Fuck, ah, that was strong!" exclaimed someone to the left of me, as I tried to chase down the rest in my mouth with what saliva I had in the mouth. "Ahh, you're right, that was strong!", exclaimed Mar, right opposite of me, followed by laughter and the chit chat slowly picking up again after trying this little spirit challenge.

Apparently, not many around this table had tried it - not even Mar, Peko, or their friends that were sitting around the table. Me? I'm just a recent acquaintance, one of the office coworkers of Mar. Mar's a sweet mother, she's kind, respectful, but she's also really freakin' timid. Like way more than me. So I usually bully her to try challenges like this. Well, it was time everyone had tried this drink now, so my mission was accomplished.

Obviously, I was fucked up. My body was melted down on the dinky plastic chair I was sitting on, and I put on a very stupid, silly looking smile. The kind where everyone would look at me and say, "yep, she's fucked up". But that's the part of the fun, isn't it? I mean, not to be a downer, but due to various life events, you know, etcetera, bla bla bla... well, I just wanted to be here and, you know, get fucked up. I didn't like Peko so much, actually, he acts cocky and rude, I really don't like him. But Mar is okay, and they offered alcohol. And, of course, their cute little... ah.. yeah.

Nah, that's pretty bad, isn't it? Jesus, these thoughts always bubble up at the worst times, don't they? I shouldn't get too drunk, or else, well, I'd probably reveal too much. I think it's better if people don't know too much about my actual life, since it's so sad. I mean, compare to these two, an ideal pair, at a house, with a.. a kid.. and... well, we're grilling here! We're having fun, like, look at their neighbors, their friends, coworkers, they're all happy, aren't they? The food is good, everyone's relaxed, there's music playing, the air feels warm... I can't complain.

Dunno about myself, though, so I'll eat some more - grabbin' a delicious new plate of grilled ribs, some pita bread and a healthy serving of the potato-peas-carrot-beetroot mayonaise salad! "Awww, yeah, some more of this grub", I mumbled to myself as I stumbled all the way to the food table. "I can't... you know.. I cannot THANK you BOTH... like.. ENOUGH!" I uttered in... a direction. As I tripped on my own foot and almost fell, face first, on to the ground. The table crowd laughed. "You're so screwed up, even I can tell" someone said. I'll be honest, my vision was very blurry, and I was obviously really drunk. Thankfully, a rational thought managed to pop up and told me to chill by myself for a bit. "Okay, okay, haha, I'll just, uh, use the bathroom in there, alright? Or like, rest up on your couch? It's too much here..." I said while pointing my thumb at the patio door.

Inside, it was really warm. And then I saw their... kid. I froze for a few seconds thinking what to do.

-- * --

You see, well, how do I put this... I like that kid. Lea. And I know what you're thinking. No, not like that, I would never force him. Is it even a him? I don't know. He sure looks feminine... and cute. I feel nice around him. But I shouldn't think of it that way. I remember, way back, when we first met, I mean, how could I possibly see him in that light? He was just happy to do whatever. Well, not sure if he was always happy, I wouldn't know what goes on in his mind. But something about his smile did come across as hiding something.

There was this one time, a while ago, when Mar had to go to work and her husband was on a business trip to France or something. Back when I (and she) still went to school. And she called me, saying that she was concerned about Lea. Asking, pleading if I could take care of him. I mean, since they were both pretty fresh to the country, why not? It's the least you could do for a new classmate, especially since I'm pretty sure I was the only one she knew. And there he was. Lea was at my home. At first, he was rather selfish and just hanged out quietly in the living room. I would guess that he was uncomfortable and shy. But he always looked at me, with those, uhh... with those eyes. And he kept coming around to hang out with me. I had some consoles at home, which I guess helped. I let him borrow one, which he seemed to be playing right now.

That was like, what, two-three years ago? Since then, well, I broke up with my boyfriend. We were together for a long time, like, since high school or something. It must've broken something in me, because, when I looked at Lea, I just felt so many feelings. Reminded me of my ex. Our plans to have children together. My time in school. I felt like I wanted to take care of Lea, cuddle him, kiss... gulp kiss him. It's, uhm, I can't really explain this, and I won't pretend like I can. It's fucked up, I know. And this feeling kept growing.

And there I stand, in front of him, only us two, and my heart was fluttering. The nerves were taking over me.

--*--

Oh, there's Kisa. She's the girl that my mom knows, I don't know where she comes from or what she does, but I remember that she went to university a long time ago. I was looking at her, and she was looking at me with that really happy smile she always had, but she seemed kind of tired. She seemed like her usual self, like, always asking me random question and poking around my stuffs. I think she is my crush, because I like her too. She lets me play her games and buys me foods and stuff, that's how I got this playstation.

I said hi to her, and she said hi back, and she sounded pretty tired. She couldn't walk so well, and she was holding a cigarette in her hand. I don't really like smoke either, it smells so nasty. My parents would never smoke indoors, so I asked her if she was going to. She apologized quickly and put it back in her pocket... "Ah, of course, hah, silly me, it's uh, the, the indoors...". She waddled closer to me with an even bigger grin, and then fell down on the couch I was also sitting at. Her arm went around me and holding the hand I was holding the playstation with. She always did this, so I didn't care.

But I could smell her alcohol, so I tried to continue focusing on the game. It was a skating game, I remember, and she seemed interested in it too. "Oh wow, yeah, good job little one, daaang, you know how to play this!", she explained, giggling a little to herself. She sounded dumb, I mean, I can tell that she is pretending. I was feeling a little uncomfortable, because she was being weird, or like, I think she was tired, or nervous, or something. She seemed hesitant, maybe? I don't know, but I kept playing.

Her hand went on my belly and I froze up. Her mouth was pretty close to my ear, and she kept breathing slowly and sounded like she enjoyed it. She pressed her body next to mine too, I felt the warmth, and it was squishy, soft, and comfy. Maybe it's okay that her breath smelled bad, after all... but I got very shy, and I felt really weird in my tummy, like I always felt when she was around and did this. Yeah, she always did something like this, over and over, back when I visited her. I.. kinda liked it... but it still felt weird in a way.

Whenever I would hang out at her home back then, it would be only us two. She always stared at me and was really curious about everything I did. She helped me to try doing new things, like cooking in the kitchen and being on the computer. She always wanted me to sit in her lap, and she would hug me from behind, squeeze me, and touch me with her hands. She always guided me, holding me, saying I did a good job, nuzzling my ear, and so on...

--*--

"What an adorable little boy you are", I whispered, feeling his crotch. "Remember that it's our secret". I could feel the little bulge underneath the hand, like always, and I just couldn't resist... like usual. I'm such a perverted, fucked up dumbass, aren't I? Why do I take advantage of this kid? I'm not sure even if he likes it, I mean, I always asked and he says yes. His body even shows it, so it's okay, right? Right? I've been so patient waiting for a yes. It has to be!

Ah, fuck, I can't hold back, that slender, tiny body, that impressionable face and those longing eyes. I knew he wanted this anyways, so what's the point in asking? "Honey, you.. hic.. you are okay with this, I hope... ?" I whispered again, wanting so badly to stick my grubby fingers in the pants. I think he was too shy, because that nod was so small, I couldn't tell if it was a yes or.. a non answer. But he didn't say no. He saved and put the game away and held on to my groping hand. We were still alone for now.

"Ah, I'm sorry, honey,.. hic.. I'm being dumb right now," I quietly told with a leery smile, "Sorry, ah... someone like me shouldn't do this.". He said it was okay, but was still kind of shy. Hmm, maybe he was afraid of the noise outdoors? "I've thought about you, ah, you know.. since last time... You've grown a lot, since then...". I wanted to kiss him and make him feel better, but he kept turning his face and looking at the patio window. It must be it, because it was getting really loud, people were laughing deep in to the midnight. Whoops. Stupid me.

"Oh, it's the noise, isnt it?" I mentioned as I pulled back my hand. He then turned to me and nodded. He had a very guilty, yet oddly calm look to his face - tilted eyebrows, looking downward with half-closed eyes, and seemingly unsure of what to say next. The face was clearly red. "I really like you, you.. you know" I told him, as I caressed his cheek and he held my hand... as we always ended up doing. That's why I knew he secretly liked this, even though he sometimes would say no. Everyone gets shy sometimes, right?

And I kissed him, like always. That got me so... unrelentingly horny, like a bonfire flaming up. And I know he liked it, he must've liked it, because I heard his tiny, helpless moans as he grabbed my arms to keep in place. Oh for fucks sake, I'm doing it again. Well... my brain is being quickly drained of any logic by now, so what's the point in stopping? His little moans were starting to be really loud, though, so I did stop. "Hold on, honey, let's.. uhmm.." I said, looking around for a better location.

"Let's go to your room, okay?". I'm sure I had a face full of lust and perversion as I asked that. His face, in contrast, had a taken aback, almost speechless expression, breathing for air as he clenched his fist on me. Oh boy, I knew he loved this. I fucking knew he loved this, all from the expression of his face. I felt so fulfilled from his attention, and I just couldn't wait to give more.

--*--

I nodded to her suggestion. I felt really strange... like a million tingles all over my body, my toes curling and my head feeling light. I have done this before with Kisa, I know, but each time is still so intense. It felt weird and spooky, because it was kinda dark, and I wasn't sure if what we were doing was okay. She had always told me to not tell anyone, that it was our secret. And she always did this when we were alone, but recently stopped because my parents moved. So, I hadn't done this for a while until now. And it made me ticklish and tingly in my body. Everywhere.

I got up with her, and we sneaked behind the counters and shelves trying to be quiet, but she bumped in to some furniture and someone saw us. I got scared, but Kisa told them that she was putting me to sleep. She hissed at me to yawn, so I faked a yawn. I knew, and I wanted to be with only her, so I played along. She held my hand, she protected me, and that made me calm. I know that she had never hurt me, so I felt safe. Except, sometimes she was really loud and begging to me a lot, asking many weird questions, those times were always strange and put me off, but she was mostly... loving, caring, happy... it made me feel loved.

--*--

Fuckin'... hell. That was a fuckin' close one, wasn't it? So much for trying to be quiet when my clumsiness betrays me. Well, thank god they had some of that absinthe in them. And they actually believed my little ruse! Hah, even Lea played along. Oh my Fucking god, Lea, you adorable sexy little monster. You have no idea how thirsty I am for you, for your body and for your approval. I need you right fucking now, and we better be quick about it, you know? Before anyone knows, right? So I pulled his hand, maybe held it tighter than I should've. My huffs were audible to him, I'm sure, as we tip-toed rapidly to the bathroom.

Okay. I can't remember well beyond this point. I opened the door and I immediately put him on the floor rug and ripped his clothes off. His pure and alluring body. I looked at it and just felt ready to take this step. I don't think I even thought about it being wrong, immoral, or illegal at the time. Nothing about laws, judgements, social standards or reputations. I didnt care. I felt passion for Lea. I was in a hurry to have him for myself. Oh god, all of him, for myself.

His cock needed to go in me. Now. I'm so fucked in the head to think a boy cock would satisfy me. Why does it!? Why, I don't know! He reminds me of how I felt, I mean, he should be happy about it. He looks happy about it, he's smiling and tears are running down. He's just overwhelmed right?! Just like me... we're meant for each others, despite what his parents say or what everybody says! Yes! Oh god, yes, Lea, I want you to be my boyfriend.

--*--

"B-Boyfriend?" I trembled my voice in return to her question. She was towering over me, breathing heavily. Her face was red, she had just locked the bathroom door, and had just pulled my clothes off and asked me if I wanted to be together. "Right now?..." I said, in a quieter tone. Kisa had the biggest, drooling smile I've ever seen... I would feel really guilty if I said no. I think it all went super fast, I wasn't ready, and it made me cry a little bit. I was hesitant, I wish she could've waited a little. But at the same time, I felt horny too, especially when she took off all her clothes. And the room started smelling really dense that made me feel dizzy too. Maybe that's what she was feeling all along too.

She laid her soft body on top of mine and started to sloppy-kiss me. We both moaned a lot. My head was spinning. She told me to moan louder, so I did. I just wanted to be her good kid, her good new boyfriend. She had grabbed my dick, but I didn't know what to do next. I didn't know anything. I just grabbed on to her body and let her do whatever she wanted. I was in her hands.

Her moans were heavier and more drawn out, and she asked me if I wanted to be with her forever. I said yes. She asked if I would marry her. And start a family. And never stop having sex. And let her handle my life, my friends, my job and school, everything, instead of my parents... I kept saying yes because she seemed really happy from the answers. She then said we were together and sat up, still holding my dick, and smiled.

--*--

Finally, the confirmation I wanted all along. This boy is mine. Forever. I wouldn't have to worry about anything anymore, my future is settled. Why not start now, even? His hot cock was right there, right under me, and I could get pregnant. Even if he's too young, I'll take care of our kid until he becomes an adult. Yes! This plan is infallible, who will ever question me, anyways? Who would ever assume I fucked a kid? Who would be crazy enough to point a finger at me and call me a p**o?! Me? I'm a girl, who would assume that? They'd think this boy is lucky, and of course, he's sooo freakin' lucky to be settled in right now, hahahaha... wow! I can't believe my luck too! I swear, he's going to be so happy in like ten, twenty years, happy that I found him and made him mine! Age is just a number, right? That's what everyone says! And he's mature! He wants love, just like a real man, and I can be his real woman! Hahahaha... oh fuck, his little cock is about to go in, oh yeah.... ohhhh my god, ohh fuck I can't believe what I'm doing, I'm so fucked in the head, why am I doing this, I'm going crazy, Lea is also crazy, I have to shut his gaping mouth before they come... Lea is moaning like crazy too, like he loves me, he does love me, this is the ultimate proof! Lea, shut the fuck up, I love you, I love your begging, I love your screaming for me, hold me, I'm your wife now! Breed me, breed me like your wife, I'm yours, I'll give you so many kids, and I'll make you more happy than anyone has ever before, happier than your parents, or friends, or future girlfriends, and, and I don't know, and... just cum in me, cum in me, don't cry like I'm doing, don't cry just cum in me, honey, cum in me, and we'll love each others forever, cum... Lea! Lea!!! Honey, honey, I'm getting there, Lea, cum in me you stupid fucking kid, I hate.. I love you... cum in me, I know you love this, Lea!!! Faster, harder... Lea... I'm cumming, Lea... fuck my pussy... I... Lea.. Lea will cum in me.. I-I can't bel--

We both froze this time, because that was definitely a knock on the bathroom door.
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