Penname: Alsper

Original or Derivative (fanfiction): Derivative

Rating/Warning(s)/Note(s): M for some sexual conduct, warnings, no beta and teenagers being their horny curious selves. I hope you enjoy it!

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Prompt: Measure

I laid back in my bed, letting my hand with the cigarette hang out the open window. It was letting cold air in, but being able to smoke while in bed was nice. Smoking while in bed after receiving a blow job and eating the sweetest cherry pie I've ever had, even better.

I took a drag off the cigarette and laid my hand back out the window before exhaling, just waiting for my little cherry herself to get back from the bathroom. I was trying to figure out a way to break up with my girlfriend - who is somewhat crazy and possessive and put a girl in the hospital last year after hearing that said girl was sleeping with me - when my little cherry pie walked into the room.

"You got dressed?" I pouted.

"A precaution," she shrugged.

"For what?" I stared at her stupidly, still very naked.

"For starters, it sounded like Jada's awake."

"So, mom's home."

She giggled before laying down next to me. "So? I'm just trying to save us from awkward talks," she said before kissing my chest. "Besides, I can still play if that's what you're worried about," she teased, gently running her fingers along my abdomen and lower.

It was interesting to see how she'd gone from this ice queen around me to this little sex kitten in the past six months. "I always wanna play with you," I took one last drag off my cigarette as she giggled before I butted it out on my windowsill and blew the smoke away from her. "You're so fucking sexy," I purred.

She bit her lip and smiled at me. I could tell by the look in her eyes she had something on her mind. "Alice..." I pursed my lips. I hated it when she didn't tell me shit.

"Jasper..." she teased.

I reached over and pushed some of her hair behind her ear. "Com'on Cherry tell me what's on your mind."

"Well... I've done some thinking. Mainly about you and..." her fingertips grazed along the head of my cock, "this."

My eyebrows jumped in surprise, could she possibly mean what I thought she meant? "You want me to pop your cherry?" I couldn't hide my excitement.

"Y-y-yes... I mean eventually yeah..." she stuttered out.

"Right now?" Was it possible I was hard again after what we just did? Yes, yes it was.

She giggled and shook her head. "I'm sorry...not tonight. I was just thinking that I should probably know just how big you are before hand..."

"You've sucked on it so I'm fairly sure you know how big it is."

"Yes but that's only a estimate. I want a solid measurement," she said determinedly before turning her big hazel eyes on to me.

My eyes bugged when I realized what she meant. "You wanna measure my cock?"

She nodded, her lip starting to jut out into a pout, expecting me to say no. "Please Jazzy... pretty please..."

I flopped my head back into the pillow. "Sure," I mumbled.

"Thank you baby!" she said excitedly, kissing me once before jumping off the bed.

I couldn't imagine what would be so exciting about measuring my dick, but when she returned with a ruler in her hand, she had the most eager grin I had ever seen.

She made herself comfortable, much like she did when giving me head before giggling. "You're not fully hard Jasper," she chided lightly.

I scowled at her. "Get me hard then." And she did that just that, stroking it a few time before teasing the head with her mouth, it felt incredible and I had almost forgotten why she was doing it.

"That's better," she mused mostly to herself. She put the ruler up against my dick and my head flung back again. I seriously couldn't believe she was measuring me.

The bed shifted as she moved herself away, climbing up over me. "See that wasn't so bad was it?" she asked as her eyes danced with mischief.

"I guess not," I grumbled.

"Aww... did I hurt your or The Major's feelings?" she cooed while kissing my jaw.

"No," I pouted.

She giggled. "You are a terrible liar Jasper."

"Do I wanna know?" I finally asked.

"Know what?" She looked at me amused.

"Why you measured me and or how big I am?"

"Oh..." she blushed and placed her head on my chest. "Promise you won't laugh?" I nodded. "You know how I'm having those stupid sex ed classes with Banner?" she asked as she sat up. I nodded again. She sighed before looking down at her hands that were splayed across my chest. "Well, he was saying how the average... penis is about six inches when fully erect... And I started thinking there was no way in hell you're that size... cause yeah I have to deep throat if I want all of it ya know? So then I started to worry that maybe you're too big and when it comes time to... you know... you wont..." she looked up at me silently pleading with me to understand.

"Fit?" I finished for her. She nodded, chewing on her lip. I laughed, "Cherry, you're made to push something the size of a watermelon out, trust me, I'll fit." I pulled her closer to me.

"Yeah but that would hurt... I don't want it to hurt with you... I mean nine inches... that's almost a foot Jazz!"

"I'll be gentle," I assured her, running my hand down the small of her back and over her ass. "You're not wearing pants." I raised an eyebrow at her.

She giggled. "I took them off when I got the ruler. You looked so cute the way you were pouting over the idea of being measured... I figured I could make it a little better if I took the pants off."

"Please," I scoffed at her, "You know it was just because you wanna mess around again after playing with my cock."

"Damn, you have me figured out don't you?" she teased. I nodded and pulled her so she was straddling me.

"Let's mess around, Cherry." She nodded in agreement and I pulled her down to kiss me.

End note: You know those kids who made out under the bleachers? Yeah, same ones ;)