"Irresponsible is what this is! I thought I raised you better than this Alan!" Jeff yelled as he stood behind his desk, a disapproving look on his face as he stared down at his son. He'd been unfortunate enough to walk in on Alan and Tin-Tin during one of their little escapades and he'd quickly put a stop to it. "I thought I raised you to know that you are to remain a virgin until marriage. What would your mother say? Do you think she'd be proud to know that her youngest son, her baby was partaking in being so promiscuous? Having sex outside of marriage?"

"Dad, it's not like that! I love her! You never told me to wait until marriage, you only said I'd know when! I am positive that Tin-Tin is the one I'm going to marry so why not?!" Alan argued back.

"Because not waiting is how teen pregnancy happens! Not waiting ensures that you and Tin-Tin are playing with fire and that is a dangerous game to be playing! Neither of you are ready to be parents, you're not even out of high school yet." Jeff rounded the table and placed his hands on the arms of the chair, guaranteeing that Alan couldn't bolt from the room even if he wanted to. He'd been caught red handed in the middle of having sex with his girlfriend; the fact that he could hear Alan and Tin-Tin from the hallway told Jeff that anybody could have heard them. "I have half a mind to send you to stay with Lady Penelope until the start of the new term if it means you and Tin-Tin can't continue with this thing you've got going on. I'm not ready to become a grandfather yet Alan, especially not being made a grandpa by my fifteen year old."

"Dad! We're being safe! I'm using condoms, she's on birth control and we're using contraceptives, nothing is going to happen!" Alan argued, angry that he hadn't been able to finish what he and Tin-Tin had been doing. He was almost there, almost until his father opened the door that Alan would swear he'd locked and demanded Alan and Tin-Tin stop what they were doing and get dressed. It was hard to finish after having the moment ruined for them both.

"Alan, that's exactly how your mother and I were faced with having five boys. I used condoms each time your mother and I had sex and she was on the birth control shot. We were both trying to be safe also and then your mother told me she was pregnant with Scott. We'd planned John and Virgil afterwards but you and Gordon were the exact same as Scott. We'd used condoms, birth control, and the whole nine yards and then we found out your mother was pregnant again with you five years after we'd swore off having any more children."

Alan tensed up. It was a sore subject for Alan over the years. He constantly questioned whether or not he was a mistake judging on the fact that he was five years younger than his next oldest brother.

"Alan, I just don't want to see you being faced with becoming a father before you are ready. How do you plan to support yourself, Tin-Tin and a baby should a condom break or her birth control fail? You don't have a job and the money in your trust fund I set up before your birth can't be accessed until you are 18. So tell me how you would support your girlfriend and child should you get her pregnant?"

"Dad, I swear to you that we are being safe. Tin-Tin and I made the decision together to start having sex. I didn't pressure her and she didn't pressure me. We both made the decision to start this. We both knew what we were getting ourselves into by doing this. I've been saving my allowance and she's been doing the same, that and her baby sitting money. We've got a small nest egg to hold us in the event that she gets pregnant but I can assure you she won't. Like I said, I'm using condoms, she's using birth control and contraceptives and this you may not want to know but I'll tell you anyway…I pull out before I'm done. I am doing everything I can to prevent getting Tin-Tin pregnant just like she's doing everything she can with using birth control and spermicide. We are being safe. And we have been right from the off. The first time we did it, she was on birth control and I was using condoms."

"How long have you two been having intercourse?" Jeff asked, not really wanting to know but hoping this might have been maybe the second time they'd done it.

"A couple months." Alan admitted, his face heating with a blush at admitting to his father how long he'd been sexually active.

"Alan…we haven't even had the talk yet." Jeff said as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

"You don't have to. I got the talk from my health teacher, Virgil, Brains and Kyrano…I know what I'm doing and dad I know the risk I am taking. We're just fooling around." Alan replied softly, suddenly feeling the weight of the shame his dad's disappointment caused. Honestly, he knew better. But he had raging hormones that he was unable to control on a good day and having sex with his very willing girlfriend helped control those urges. And it's not like they screwed like rabbits, they only did every so often. Sure they'd been sexually active for a few months but they didn't do it every day or every time they saw each other. They only did it when they both felt like they needed it and then it was either in Tin-Tin's bedroom or Alan's. They never took it anywhere else.

"I'm very disappointed in you Alan. I thought I'd taught you better than this." Jeff said, before stepping away from Alan. With a flippant wave of the hand, Alan was dismissed. "I want you to go to your room, you are grounded and I am forbidding you from seeing Tin-Tin again. I will be talking with her father and mother over this matter. One of your brothers will be up to get you at dinner time."

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Later that evening, Alan was escorted down to the dinner table by Scott. His head was bowed in embarrassment much as Tin-Tin's was. Kyrano and Onaha sent disapproving looks at Alan and that made Alan feel about as tall as a speck of dust. Sitting between Scott and his dad, Alan chanced a glance up to meet Tin-Tin's sorrowful eyes. She mouthed quickly to him when everybody began eating.

'I'm sorry.'

Alan mouthed back to her before redirecting his gaze back to his plate at a sharp look from both his father and Tin-Tin's father.

'No, it's my bad.'

Each of Alan's brothers that sat at the table that night hadn't missed Alan and Tin-Tin's apologetic looks to the other and they were all well aware of what Alan and Tin-Tin had been caught doing. And while they were mad that the two teens were being as risky as they were, they couldn't blame them. Honestly they couldn't. One could only control their hormones for so long before they needed a release of some kind whether that be fooling around with a willing participant or taking care of the matter yourself.