I tried to convince him to let me talk to my mother about letting him sleep on our couch for the night. Like a good little boy, he refused. I liked ...that. I found myself relishing the idea of chasing and catching him and then having my way with him. If I'd known where his locker was, I would have met him there on Monday morning. I scanned the halls between classes hoping for a glimpse of him. Unfortunately, I wouldn't see him again until science class, which was after lunch.I had to sit. His kiss and touch were so sensuous and romantic with all the love of the world pored in; the rough wild bull all gone and a romantic lover he had transformed into.After what seemed to be an eternity he let my lips free and laid down on my side. I raised myself on my hands and looked towards him lovingly like a newly fucked bride who has had the greatest sexual satisfaction on her first night. I don’t know what comes over me; I started to kiss him all over with all passion his face his eyes his. It was gong to be my first year in high school, and I am already nervous enough about it without losing my support system. But he made it very clear that we were going to move, without question, so I resigned my self to that. By the time school was out, Dad was already working and staying full time in Arizona, and Mom, my brother Travis and I were left in Cleveland to finish up packing the stuff and actually moving. Really, we had movers and packers for the stuff in the house, but we still had. When she had undone it she grabbed it along with my underwear and started pushing it down. I raised my hips and she pulled them down my legs. She placed her hands on my thighs and looked up at me as I was looking at her pretty face, her red lipstick now smeared around her lips and chin. She brought her tongue out and licked around her lips showing me she’s ready. Then her gaze shifted to my dick which was hard as a rock by now & she said ”Look at that poor thing, you almost made me forget about.