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Chapter one

Damon walked in through the front door of his house, relieved to find his parents gone.
Tired, and happier than he could ever remember being, he went up to his bedroom and lay on his bed, still in the clothes he had worn yesterday to school. Yesterday seemed so long ago. Lying on his stomach, he tried to remember last night. He tried to remember what it felt like, his dick in her, her mouth around it. His dick throbbed against the bed. He closed his eyes and smiled. He had made her cum. She had told him to come over tonight too. He wanted her so bad, not just to have sex with, but really wanted her. He needed her. He thought about her constantly, had from the first moment he had laid eyes on her. She was not with Stefan anymore. She had told him she hated him. He had also seen it in her eyes last night when Stefan came over to the party, trying to convince her to come back to him. She threw his ring away. She flushed it down the toilet in front of everyone. Could this really be happening? Was she finally his? He wondered sleepily, still smiling.
He woke up that afternoon around three, sweaty around his collar, the sun pouring into his room. The phone-the phone was ringing. Why wasn't anybody answering it? He thought in annoyance, then, What if it was Elena. He leapt out of his bed and went running into his Parent's room. The machine in the kitchen had already gone on by the time he had picked it up. "Hold on a second," he said, waiting for the announcement to finish. He heard his friend Tyler's voice.
The machine went off and he repeated, "Hello?" "What's up?" said Tyler.
"Nothing", answered Damon, disappointed that it wasn't she.
"What are you doing'?"
" Nothing'!"
" Oh".
"What are you doing?" Damon asked.
"Oh-nothing'," he answered. "Just ate lunch." "So, what did you do last night?" Damon asked, feeling superior.
He knew Tyler's night couldn't have topped his. "Oh, nothing' much. Was going to go to some party I heard about but my parents wouldn't let me go out y' know."
" Suck".
"Yeah. Jeremy and Matt-you know Matt Donavon, from PE. Anyway, they came over and we watched some porno. It was theirs," he added.
Damon laughed, feeling extremely superior. He laughed again.
"Shut up dude", said Tyler, annoyed. "Like you're so much better."
" Maybe I am," Damon replied, matter-of-factly. He felt a twinge of regret in his heart after he said that, for he knew he was going to tell, and he knew she might not like that. She hadn't said he couldn't tell anybody though. "Oh yeah right," replied Tyler haughtily. "You isn't never had a girl or nothing."
Damon paused, for effect.
"Fuck you," said Tyler, noting the pause and what it was supposed to
insinuate.
"I got laid last night," said Damon.
" Fucking liar. You did not."
" I did too."
" You fucking liar! Who, then?"
" She's a senior."
" Oh you fucking liar!" Tyler repeated again. "What the hell kind of crack are you on?"
" I swear!" Damon laughed.
" What's her name then? I bet she's an ugly dog." "No way, she's fine as hell. You know Elena Gilbert. The one with the long brown hair?"
" Oh, you're such a liar. The one you love. I don't think so Damon."
" Fine, don't believe me. I don't care." "Sure. Where did you do it then?" Tyler asked. "Her house. Her bed." he answered.
" Man. Was that at that party last night?" Tyler demanded, starting to believe Damon.
" Yeah. Well, after".
" My fucking' parents. God, I'm going to kill them!" snorted Tyler, pissed.
" Yeah..." Damon laughed. "Well, it's not like you would've gotten any anyway."
" Fuck you. What the hell happened? I thought she had some boyfriend. Damon said they were ugly serious." "They broke up. He's a total dick you know." "So what happened?" Tyler demanded.
" She was upset, you know, because her ex boyfriend came to the party and he was all trying to get back with her and stuff. But anyway, I walked her home and she ugly wanted it".
" You fucker," said the jealous Tyler.
" She liked pulled me inside and she's like, 'Damon, Damon, make love to me!'" he said, getting in to the story. "She's like, 'Oh Damon, I want your cock, I want your cock!'" "Bullshit. Did she suck it?"
" Hell yeah she did. Oh my God..." he groaned, remembering.
" It was great?" asked Tyler.
" Oh my God!" he repeated. "It was awesome. Then I fucked her twice."
" Twice? God I hate you. You're such a fucker. You're lying I know it," insisted Tyler.
" I'm not! I'm dead serious. I'm going' over there again tonight too. I guess I'll get me some more." "Can I come?"
" You wish! Get your own."
" Man. Goddamn."
" Don't tell anyone or I'll kick your ass." Tyler just laughed.
" I mean it!" Damon said. "Or I'll make sure you never get any."
" Oh, like what? Now that you've gotten some you're the King of All Pussy. Fuck you."
" No, just don't? Come on, promise you'll keep it a secret."
" Aright. I promise," Tyler gave in, not being especially sincere although Damon didn't pick up on that. "Well, I got to go. Got to take a shower. Really got to take a shower."
" You're dirty," sniffed Tyler.
" Gladly, when it's dirty like this," laughed Damon. "Oh, yeah well, later..."
"Later..."
Both hung up.

In the shower his dick stood up straight, hard as he stood under the spray of hot water. He closed his eyes and thought about tonight. He was sure she wanted him the way she had last night. She had been drunk though, a little voice in his head said. But this morning, this morning she wasn't drunk anymore.
He had woken up before her, his arms around her and her head resting on his naked chest. He had known it wasn't a dream then. He had wanted to stay, stay and hold her and make love to her again. But he was scared his mom was going to call Mike's and ask to speak with him, maybe even go over there to pick him up. If he wasn't there he'd have been dead. What if his mom found out where he was and showed up? That would have been a nightmare.
So, he left her to go home, and she'd protested, wanting to know where he was going. He'd thought she looked sad that he was leaving her. He felt a chill run through him at the thought. Then when he was hurriedly getting dressed she had told him she wanted him to come over again that night. He'd promised he would, his heart leaping for joy.
More than anything, he just wanted to be with her. He wanted to hold her in his arms and talk with her, about anything. He wished he was still with her, damn he wished he had a car. He could have stayed longer if he hadn't been scared about his mom showing up. He wished he had a license at that.
He looked down at his dick, still pulsating. He washed it, soaping it up. He thought about tonight, closing his eyes. He rubbed it up and down. Thoughts flew at him as his body racked with waves of pleasure: Save it for tonight, you don't need to do that anymore, then, you can't show up with a hard on... Damon gripped the bar on the shower door as his sperm shot out onto the tile wall in front of him.

Damon's mum walked into the kitchen, turning on the light to see through the dusk. She called for someone to help her with the groceries. She heard the TV on. Her husband had a softball game. Her daughters scampered through the house, still at the age where chores were fun. She started putting away the groceries she had brought in already, pausing to check the answering machine. The light was blinking. She pressed play, and was surprised at how long it rewound while she put the vegetables away. She listened in amusement for a second. After awhile she turned pale.

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