All right everybody, here's the fourth chapter! And for those on deviantART, the sex scene ;) Now keep in mind that this is a graphic chapter, and if you don't like it, don't read all of it. Just stop right before the sex and you'll be fine.
Anyways, R&R! Enjoy! :)
So I Thought: Chapter 4
Ever since Craig and I had started dating, I've been feeling like I was on top of the world. I haven't been able to sleep knowing Craig is my boyfriend now.
I walked down the stairs the next morning, and I heard my mom and a few others talking. Who was here?
Wait…. Shelly?!
I walked into the kitchen in only my boxers and my Disturbed t shirt, and noticed Shelly and her new boyfriend sitting at the island, talking and laughing with my mom.
I stood next to the wall and Shelly's boyfriend glanced over at me, and almost turned back to my mom, but quickly looked back at me. I thought that was… strange.
"Oh good morning, Stanley." She said, smiling at me while I sat down next to Shelly's boyfriend. I felt his eyes on me, and I looked up at him. He smiled at me.
"Oh, Stan, this is Shelly's new boyfriend, Darin. Darin, this is my youngest, and Shelly's little brother, Stan." Darin smiled big at me. Okay, this is really weird. This guy is like, in his mid twenties.
"Nice to meet you, Stan." I gave a small smile and moved away from him a little. I looked back at my mom.
"What are they doing here, Mom?" I asked. My mom shushed me.
"Stanley, be nice! They're here because they're having financial issues, and until they get back up on their feet, they're staying with us for awhile." I groaned. The last person I wanted to deal with was my older sister and her perverted boyfriend.
"Ugh...fine. I'm gonna go get ready for school." My mom told me, once again to be nice, and turned to Darin.
"I'm sorry, Darin. Stan gets really...grouchy." Darin smiled, and watched me walk away.
"No, it's okay. I'm sure he has reasons."
I walked upstairs and shut my door. I took out a pair of my skinny jeans, my black and green studded belt, and I got out my A Day To Remember shirt. I got my clothes on and brushed my teeth, and even fixed my hair. I wanted to look my best for Craig every day now. I didn't want to look like I normally did.
I went down stairs and sat down to put my converse on. Darin sat down next to me. I scooted away from him, but he scooted closer to me. I looked at him, and he smiled again. I looked back at my shoes.
"So what grade are you in?" he asked. I looked at him again.
"Umm...I'm a senior this year."
"Oh really? That's cool. Any idea of what you wanna be when you get out of high school?"
I was sitting there with my eyebrow raised. Why is he trying to get to know me?"
"Well, I want to be an artist."
"Oh wow. That's cool! Do you paint?" I looked at him again.
"Yeah, but I mainly draw."
There was a slight silence again, and I could feel his eyes on me. I felt this tension in the air. Where is Craig? I don't want to sit here with him anymore.
He got closer to me and put his arm on my back, right below my shoulder blade. My heart was starting to pound.
"So how old are you anyway? You look like you'd be about fifteen or sixteen." I started to shiver a little when he spoke in my ear, and started rubbing my back.
"If I was fifteen or sixteen, I wouldn't be a senior, genius." I said, and yanked my body away. "I turned eighteen in October."
He laughed and got close to me again.
"Wow, you look way younger than you are. That's a compliment too, by the way." I pushed him away again, this time irritated.
"Could you not touch me? It's getting really annoying. Not to mention you're with my sister and it's creepy." He leaned in close and whispered into my ear, and placed his hand on the couch, uncomfortably close to my thigh.
"She's in the kitchen right now, so I think I'm safe." He said, and laughed. My eyes grew and I shot up off the staircase..
"I'm leaving now! Bye!" I shouted. Darin grabbed my wrist and pulled me back.
"If you want, I can take you to school." He said. I yanked my arm away. And just then, Craig pulled up and honked the horn. Oh thank God!
"No no, you don't have to do that. I have a ride." I said, and ran out of the house. I got into Craig's car, and we started off to school.
"Are you all right? You look pale." He said. I was trying to contain myself, and looked at him.
"I'm fine. Just, well, Shelly is back home and she brought her boyfriend." I said. Craig looked at me, and then back at the road.
"That's it? Is Shelly hurting you again or something?" I sighed and shook my head.
"No. It's not her, it's her boyfriend." Craig looked at me again.
"Her boyfriend? What is he doing?" He asked, this time a little uneasy. We got to the parking lot, and he turned off the car. He turned to me. "Well?"
"Well, he got… touchy. "
"What?! Where did he touch you?" He said, grabbing my chin and examined my neck, like he was looking for hickies.
"It's okay, Craig! I'm fine. He just rubbed my back, that's all." Craig looked at me and gave me a kiss on the lips. I blushed. He did it again!
"Okay, but if he tries anything else, tell me." I nodded, and we got out of the car. He grabbed my hand, and I gasped.
"What's wrong?" He asked, giving me a straight face. I don't think I could blush any more than I was then.
"N-nothing. I'm just...surprised you wanted to hold my hand that's all." I said, gripping his hand, and letting him intertwine our fingers together.
"Haha why are you surprised? I like you, Stan. Isn't it normal for me to hold my boyfriend's hand?" He said. I smiled when he referred me as his boyfriend, and I laughed too.
"Hahaha yeah you're right." I held onto his arm with my other hand, and we got into the building. After school, we headed to my house to do the project, since Craig didn't want me to come over since his parents are home.
We walked into my house, laughing and my mom came to greet us, only to find us holding hands. I pulled my hand away.
"Oh. Hey Mom." I said. My mom put a hand over her mouth and walked up to Craig.
"Aww honey. You have a boyfriend?" My mom said. I pinched the bridge of my nose. Craig just laughed.
Embarrassed, I grabbed Craig's hand and headed upstairs to my room, but Darin just got out of the bathroom and stood in front of me.
"Oh, who's this, Stan?" He asked. I stepped back and glared.
"None of your damn business, Darin. Come on, Craig." I said, dragging him into my room and shutting the door.
Craig looked at me and sat down on my bed. "So that's Darin, huh?" he said. I looked at him while I was getting out the my notebook and my text book.
"Yeah, but, don't worry about it. He's just weird that's all."
Craig got down onto the floor and kissed me again. This time, it lasted longer. I smiled when we pulled apart.
"Stan, I want to take you out on a date. You know, after the project." He said, and I blushed.
"Oh, okay but where?" I asked. Craig looked away for a minute to think and then back at me.
"How about I take you to a movie and out to eat? Didn't you say you wanted to see the new Hunger Games movie?" I smiled and kissed him on the lips.
"Sounds perfect." Craig smiled again at me and kissed me more. We stayed like this longer, and I felt Craig put his tongue in my mouth. I wrapped my arms around him, and pulled him onto the bed with me.
He climbed on top of me and attacked my lips with hungry kisses. He pushed his hand up my shirt and pinched my left nipple. I moaned, and Craig smirked, and smiled down at me.
"You like that, huh?" He says. I blushed and covered my face. Craig grabbed my hands and pulled them away from my face. He leaned down, and whispered into my ear.
"Don't hide your face from me. I love your facial expressions." I looked at him and shot him a glare. Craig laughed and kissed me again. I felt him undo my belt buckle and he pulled my zipper down. I put my hands on his chest.
"No, Craig. Not yet." I said. Craig laughed and kissed my cheek.
"Stan it's fine. Besides, I don't think I can hold back anymore." My eyes grew as he continued to plant kisses down my neck. The more he kissed me, the more nervous I got.
Is my first time going to hurt?
I felt Craig lift his body off of mine, and lift his shirt over his head. He threw his shirt across the room and bent back down to pull my pants off.
I felt my body go hot. How can I do this?
I shut my eyes tightly and turned my head to the side. My eyes shot open when I felt Craig's lips on my neck.
"Is this your first time doing this?" I heard him say. I sighed, and nodded my head slowly. Craig smiled again.
"Hm, well I'm not going to push you, Stan. Do you want to do this?" He asked. I blushed at this. Did I want him to continue?
The answer was yes.
I didn't care if there were other people in the house. I wanted to know what it was like to experience such close intimate contact with Craig Tucker.
I smirked, and lightly pushed Craig off of me. He looked disappointed at first, but his frown turned into a sexy smile as I locked the door. I walked back towards the bed and stood in front of him. I blushed wildly as I took my shirt off right in front of him.
This is it… I thought. Craig wrapped his arms around my waist and guided me to straddle him. I looked down at him; at the poker face that drove me wild.
I lent down, and pressed our four heads together, feeling his breath against my lips. I could feel his heart beat wildly in his chest underneath my hand, and I sighed when I felt his lips brush against my own.
He ran his palms up my back and softly gripped my shoulder blades, pulling me down the rest of the way to close the space in between us. I felt like I was under a trance, feeling his body against mine, and our lips becoming juicy with every kiss.
I felt him grab on to my already unbuckled pants, and I sighed in disappointment when he disconnected our lips. I slowly opened my eyes and looked at him in confusion, only to be grabbed and pushed down on to my back against my mattress. He gave me one last passionate kiss before he pulled my pants the rest of the way off.
I shuttered at the temperature change and the fact that I was now only in my boxers. I watched Craig lean down and kiss my chest. He continued to travel further down, planting kisses everywhere he could. My eyes widened when I felt his lips plant a kiss on my hip.
What is he doing?
Craig pulled my boxers down slightly, and took a very private part of my body into his hand. I looked down at him, and felt him put his mouth over my penis.
"O-ohhh...Craig" My voice moaned out, as he continued to suck. I felt cold everywhere else but my dick. My hands moved down on top of his head and tangled my fingers in his hair, tugging on his hair with every movement he made. Every tug I made, he moaned.
I felt him grab the hem of my boxers and pull them down more and grab my ass. I couldn't help but moan when he did that.
I felt him remove his mouth from my dick, and he looked down at me. He removed my boxers the rest of the way until they were completely off of my body. I was now lying there, completely naked in front of my boyfriend.
Craig Tucker.
My eyebrows raised when I watched him stick his index finger in my mouth. I didn't complain however, as I continued to suck on his finger. My breath hitched when I felt him grab my pulsating organ again and started to pump it slowly. My eyes squeezed shut, wrapping my tongue around his finger, and feeling him stimulate me.
He removed his finger from my mouth and replaced it with his own sloppy but passionate kisses. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed back. The kiss didn't last long, though, when I felt that same finger wet with my saliva, slip into my entrance slowly. I moaned, but not too loudly, when he started to stretch me.
The foreign feeling was both uncomfortable pleasurable. Craig sat up on his knees with my feet on his thighs as he continued to finger and stretch.
"How does that feel?" He asked me, and I tried looking at him, only for my eyes to squeeze shut again as he added another finger.
"I...Ng! Mmm..g...good" I managed to utter out in between moans. But then he hit a certain spot in side of me that made me want to scream, and I bit down hard on my mouth. Craig snickered at my reaction.
"There it is." He said, as he removed his fingers. I sighed when he did, and watched as he got up off the bed. All I could do was watch him. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans. I felt a tinge of excitement, anxiously waiting for him to strip more.
He first turned to look at my dresser, and noticed my lotion by my TV. He grabbed it and threw it to the bed next to me. I started to breath heavily, watching him pull his pants and boxers down in one swift motion.
His erection sprung up and as I could see, he was well endowed. My eyes widened and noticed him take few steps towards my bed before his penis was right in front of me. I knew what he wanted.
I sat up on the edge of the bed with my legs criss crossed, and took a deep breath before taking his erection into my hand. It was as hard as steel, but as soft as a blanket. I took the plunge, and stuck the tip in my mouth, running my tongue over the slit. I heard him shutter a little, and felt his hand on top of my head. He grabbed my hair and squeezed as I took more of him in my mouth.
I was too afraid to take it all though, as my gag reflex was terrible. However, I took as much of him as I could before he pulled himself out.
I took deep breaths and rubbed my jaw. I figured I'd have to get used to that. I watched him get back on the bed, and he took my by surprise when he grabbed my by the legs and pulled me forward, making me slide towards him. I blushed when I heard him snap the lotion open. I stared up at the ceiling, breathing hard as Craig rubbed the lotion onto himself. And then I felt it.
I felt his tip press against my entrance. But when he wasn't pushing it in the rest of the way, I looked at him confused.
"You ready?" He asked, smirking. I smirked back this time.
"Ready as I'll ever be." I responded. And with that, Craig pushed himself into me slowly. I almost screamed before I bit down onto my arm again. I could feel the pressure, in my muscles, through my hips, and slightly up my back. Before I knew it, he had entered me completely, and started off with a slow but steady pace.
Craig hovered over me and kissed my cheek as he continued to penetrate and thrust. I kept moaning, and the more he thrusted, the more room there was. And the more room there was, the better it felt.
I lifted my legs slightly, and wrapped them around Craig. Craig's eyes snapped open and he looked down at me with nothing but love and lust filling his eyes.
He sat up slightly with his hands beside my hips and quickened his pace. And with the new position, he was hitting my sweet spot on point.
I moaned into my arm, biting my flesh as I felt him deep in me, thrusting and hitting my prostate each time. I looked up at him, and he looked at me.
Our eyes were locked.
I tried to look away, but Craig hovered over me again, and grabbed my chin, turning my head to look at him.
"Don't look away" he said, as I kept looking at him, with eyebrows furrowed. As my body continued to jolt with each thrust, I removed my arm from my mouth and placed my hands on his cheek. I moaned a little, and brushed my fingers over his jaw line and rested my hands on his neck.
Craig lent down, and kissed me again. I felt his tongue run over my lips, and I opened my mouth slightly to let him in. Our tongues tangled in the fight for dominance. He then kissed my bottom lip and nibbled on it before I felt him lift his body up to grab me again.
To make sure I didn't moan too loud again, I jolted up and bit down on his neck.
"Ah...Stan...Fuck" I heard him moan out, surprised, and I felt like I was reaching my limit. Craig grabbed me by the shoulders and forced me down again, thrusting into me with everything he got. I could feel pressure in my length with every pump and thrust he gave me, and I knew I we were both reaching our limits.
"C-Craig...I'm...Nnng!" I moaned, and at the same time as my orgasm, I could feel something wet and hot pour into me. Craig collapsed on top of me with his sweaty face and head on my right shoulder. I smiled, and wrapped my arms around him, running my hands through his black hair.
We stayed like that, enjoying the afterglow. I took a peak over at our text books and binders on my floor, and shrugged it off. We can finish our project another time.
"...I love you…" I heard Craig whisper into my ear, before he sighed and fell asleep. I giggled to myself.
"I love you too, Craig." I said, looking up at my wall, looking at all the artwork I tacked to my wall before I was finally taken over by sleep as well.
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Oh my gosh! I'm sorry for the wait everyone! But I finished this chapter! I've just been so stressed and depressed lately I didn't have any motivation to write. But hear it is.
I'll post Chapter 5 soon.
Thank you for being patient.
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