HEY GUYS! SO, I WAS IN MY CAR, DRIVING HOME FROM SCHOOL, AND I STOPPED AT A RED LIGHT AND SAW THIS COUPLE WHO WAS HOLDING HANDS. AND SINCE THE WINDOW WAS DOWN, I HEARD THE GUY ASK "CAN I HOLD YOUR HAND?" AND I THOUGHT IT WAS THE MOST ADORABLE THING EVER, BECAUSE I NOTICED THEY WERE MY FRIENDS, AND THEN I THOUGHT OH ELI SHOULD HAVE A GENTLE MORE NERVOUS SIDE AND BAM! HERE LIES A STORY ABOUT ELI'S FIRST TIME. ALRIGHTIE, SO PLEASE ENJOY THE FIRST CHAPTER OF HiS VeRy FiRsT tImE...


HiS VeRy FiRsT tImE-Chapter 1

ELI'S PERSPECTIVE

"How the hell am I supposed to know that?" I asked Fitz.

He laughed and said, "When she starts to scream your name really loud, so loud that it pierces your ears."

"How do I know I'm not hurting her?" I asked him as he sipped his coffee.

I looked around the library, pretending that I was reading my book, flipping the pages listening intently to Fitz.

He smiled and said, "Trust me, if you hurt her, she'll tell you and besides their is a difference between a pleasurable scream and when you're getting murdered scream, right?"

I nodded and said, "Well, when you''re getting murdered...you know what you make no fucking sense at all."

"I am trying to sum up what you have to do in the simplest way possible, for you anyway," he told me, glancing down at his health book.

My heart was beating out of my chest just from thinking about doing this to Clare.

"I just...I care about her that's all and I don't want to hurt her. We've been together for three years and I just want to make that special. And you comparing Clare's moans to being murdered isn't exactly helping me," I told him as my right leg started to shake involuntarily.

Fitz looked at me and said, "You're making this a bigger problem than it has to be. She should be the one nervous, not you, all you got to do is whip it out and put it in the hole."

Oh my god!

"What if I don't find the right hole? Oh my god, Fitz you are making me more nervous," I mumbled lying my head in my hands.

He laughed and said, "Eli, you are blowing this way out of proportion."

Blowing.

Blow job?

Oh my god...perverted minds, I hate it.

I wish I could return my brain and get a more sexual educated one.

"I'm trying not to Fitz! Except every little thing you say is making me a nervous wreck right now and I can't take it," I told him as my heart picked up an erratic pace.

The librarian told us to "sh," as we just continued to laugh.

Why do people/teachers/librarians/parents do that?

It just makes us want to talk louder to annoy you.

Fitz gulped his coffee and said, "This is ridiculous man. The first time I had sex I was cool as a cucumber."

"Yeah okay, why do I not believe you?" I asked him smirking.

He crossed his arms, keeping a serious face, and gave me the most convincing glare I have ever seen.

Fitz started bursting out laughing and said, "I'm just fucking with you man, I almost had an anxiety attack. It's just something that we all have to do, that is if we want to, that we have to get through."

I sighed and said, "But that isn't fair, you lost your virginity to a girl who was still a virgin. Clare has already slept with her old boyfriend because she thought he actually loved her."

When Fitz was about to say something he said, "Barbie at Twelve o' clock."

I got up, spinning around quickly, causing Clare's books to fall right out of her hand.

"Sorry," I told her laughing bending down to help her pick her books up.

She laughed and stood up and told me, "Someone is a little jittery today."

"Who? Me? No, never," I told her smiling reassuringly telling her I was fine.

She smiled at me and said, "Hey Fitz."

He nodded and asked "Sup?"

Fitz was so nice to Clare.

I laughed, yeah right.

Clare looked up at me, with those eyes, the eyes I've always admired since the first day I saw her.

"So, are we still on for tonight?" She asked me.

When I was going to answer her question, my throat dried up, and I tried to speak but my body wouldn't let me.

Fitz got up, wrapping his arm around me and said, "Yes, he is overly delighted to spend the night with you at your house...alone...just the two of you..for the first time...in three years."

I laughed and mumbled, "Don't push it."

Clare smiled and said, "I'll see you tonight, at nine, bring your pj's."

She chastely kissed my cheek, my face heating up, as I watched her walk out of the school library.

I breathed out and almost fell.

"I'm so fucked Fitz, you have no idea. I can't...I can't do it," I told him as my nerves sky rocketing through my body.

I looked down at the floor and Fitz placed both his hands on my shoulders causing me to look up.

"Look at me," he growled.

I looked into his what seemed black eyes right now.

"You are going to get laid tonight," he told me smiling and nodding his head repeatedly like I was stupid.

I sighed and said, "Fitz, I don't think I can do it honestly, I'm just not meant to have sex."

He laughed and said, "Every man should have a chance at sex. Even...if they turn out to be bad at it."

"So you're saying I'm going to be bad at it?" I asked alarmed.

He laughed and said, "Eli, we have seven hours to make you a lean mean sex machine."

I sighed and I asked, "How do you expect that to happen?"

"From a little help from a friend..." Fitz said smirking.

My heart skipped a beat just thinking about what Fitz was going to do to me

But, I guess whatever it is, it'd be worth it because I wanted Clare...so bad.


END OF CHAPTER 1

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