Chapter Nineteen: Don’t Be a Prick, Wrap That Dick

I sigh hunched over at the table. Pushing my peas around on my plate, I listen to my mother explain to dad how I "slept with some slutty girl from the fair. Everyone once in a while dad's eyes will fall on me and he'll shake his head. Once they're done, dad speaks up.

"Son, I'm very disappointed in you. Having sex can lead to STD's and children." That's not what he told Steve. I remember him clearly saying, "That's my boy". Why am I different?

"Can I please just leave?" I whisper staring at my feet, not wanting to look at them.

"Go to your room." I don't even nod as I get up from the round kitchen table and slowly walk to my room. Reed greets me at the door.

"Hope you don't mind but I listened in."

I shrug a little and close the door behind me.

"I'm sorry I got you grounded," he frowns. I pass him up and go to sit on my bed. He plops down next to me.

"It's not fair," I huff, "Steve has done way worse!" Reed places a hand on my shoulder and pulls me close. I don't try to get away.

"They thought you'd be the good one."

"What?" I crinkle my forehead. I've always been better behaved than my brother but I never thought they'd be praising him for being a man whore.

"Princess, let’s just say you give off a more," he pauses for a second, "girlish vibe. You brother is defiantly more manly."

I glare up at him (my head's now lying on his lap). "Thanks Reed, that makes me feel great."

"Don't worry 'bout it. I'll let you top sometimes, that'll make you feel manlier!" My heart skips a beat.

"I can top?" As soon as Reed nods a smirk comes onto my lips. "Let’s do that soon okay?"

Reed brushes his lips over my nose and smiles. "How about tomorrow when your mom's out and dad's at work?"

Thinking about being able to be the dominant one sends a shiver down my spine, and excites me. I remember that night from the fair and how I had Reed moaning my name, god that was nice.

“What do you say?” Reed asks popping me back into reality. He’s happily smiling down at me and I can feel his hand placed on my upper thigh.

I close my eyes and picture what else that hand of his could be doing. “Mmh,” sadly this comes out more of a moan than an agreement.

I feel his hand trail up further up. “What was that?” He whispers huskily.

“Why not tonight?” I bite my lip, knowing already this is a bad idea. If we were to get too loud mom would hear and that would be horrible. Who knows what that woman will do...

Reed chuckles and grabs my thigh, causing me to gasp. “I think you’re turning into a sex addict.”

“Am not!” I pout, opening my eyes finally. “And it doesn’t help when you’re feeling me up twenty-four seven!” Of course this doesn’t stop him from grabbing my “friend” though my dark-wash jeans. I groan in both pleasure and annoyance.

“I can’t just stop feeling you up! I love your reactions!” he begins to run a finger up and down my now hard-on. Why must just small things like this turn me on so much? I guess it’s because Reed is the one doing it, if it were anyone else I don’t think I’d react this way at all.

Knowing he’s not going to stop, I allow my pants to be unzipped and Reed’s cool hand to wondering into my boxers. I moan quietly as he begins pumping his hand up and down my dick.

This is dangerous. My parents are several feet away. I have to be quite, and so does Reed.

I shiver as his strokes quicken, letting a soft gasp to escape my lips. From under my head I realize Reed's pants are getting a bit too tight making him a bit restless.

I have to bite my lip and dig my fingers into the bed to stop myself from being so noisy. However this doesn't stop me from whimpering when Reed's thumb brushes over my tip.

I'm not going to last much longer. "Reed," I whisper, feeling the warm pleasure in the pit of my stomach.

"Yes princess?" I don't have to open my eyes to know he's enjoying this too much. And since I didn't ask he shouldn't be expecting anything in return.

My breath hitches as his pace quickens. "S-shit Reed." I hide my face into his stomach, not wanted him to see me when I, eh, you know.

His strokes become uneven and rapid as I begin to thrust myself further into his hand. "Come for me." He whispers sending a shiver down my spine.

Nodding, I feel my stomach tighten up before spilling out into Reed's hand.

He slides his hand out of my boxers and helps me sit up. I take a few deep breaths and blush. "That was-"

"I need to take a shower," he cuts me off, smiling sheepishly.

"Guess what we're going to do today boys!" Mom says cheerily, bursting into our room. "Why are you two...?”

I don't have to let her finish to know what she's talking about. Reed had attached himself to me during the night at some point. He's still sleeping.

"I uh," not knowing how to explain I nudge him awake and point to mom. His eyes go wide for a split second before he collects himself.

"The air mattress popped and I tend to cuddle." He chuckles and releases me. "Sorry about that bro!"

"Just don't do it again." I grumble trying to seem convincing. Mom seems to buy it.

"I guess we'll just add get a new air mattress to the list of things!" She smiles at us. "Now get ready boys today there's a program down at the community center!"

"What type?" Reed asks shaking out his bed head giving him rather sexy messy hair.

"You'll see."

"Why you should wait." I read the banner out loud, groaning to myself. Mom really took me and Reed to learn about why we shouldn't have sex? Oh this is going to be great.

"Don't be silly, wrap your willy." Reed chuckles to me pointing at the sign hanging on the door. There are others too but they're serious. I roll my eyes

Walking inside the room I see other parents with their teens. Great mom is staying here while I learn about saving myself? It's a little too late for that considering at any given point I wouldn't mind jumping Reed.

Maybe I am turning into a sex addict.

I blame Reed.

"Hey I need to use the bathroom, Caleb come with me okay!" He smiles at my mom. She smiles back and we take off.

"Hurry! It starts in ten!" She calls after us

"Okay!"

We search for the bathroom and finally find it in the back of the building. It’s the family bathroom that only has one stall. Reed pushes me in and locks the door behind himself.

"You don't have to pee, do you?" I question him. The smirk on his lips verifies that I am correct. "Reed!"

"What? It'll be fun!"

"Doing it at a Christian program about saving yourself for marriage? That has to be like five sins!" I glare at him, not wanting him to know the idea actually excites me.

"And are you Christian?" He raises his black eyebrow.

"Well no...”

"Exactly! Now come on pants off!" He begins undoing his jeans.

I sigh, giving in. "Fine, but we better make this fast."

Before he pulls down his pants down, Reed pulls out a small packet.

"What's that?" It looks almost like..."Is that a condom?"

"Mmh," he examines it, "its apple flavor."

"Where the hell did you get an apple flavor condom?" I swear.

"They were giving them out! Of course I took some! Look," he pulls more out if his pockets, "they have grape, cherry, oh nice, green apple!"

"Reed!" He stops and looks at me. "You're kinda killing the mood!"

"Oh, heh, sorry!"

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That awkward moment when I wrote a hand job during science class O.o

Heh

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