“Sorry,” he mutters through gritted teeth. His body jolts and he plunges deep, emptying his seed into the condom. “So sorry, I couldn’t…”�...��It’s okay,” I say as he carefully withdraws and collapses beside me. “It was wonderful.”I stroke his face, wiping beads of sweat from his brow. His gaze meets mine and we lie, panting, grinning at each other without speaking. Then he kisses me gently and wraps me in his arms.“Any regrets?” he asks.“No. None. You?”“No.” He pulls the condom from his wilting. Have fun!Sneaking inOriginally by: BoredsittingNeither Steven nor I had a lot of friends. I guess we are both sociallyawkward. We are both nice guys, and try to be as friendly as we can.However, I get nervous around other people and end up saying stupidthings. That only has to happen a couple of times before you don't getinvited to classmate's birthday parties growing up. Both of us are inthe same boat. Dorky kids in a small town trying to make the most of it.On the plus side, we had girl. I was able to peek Amy’s cleavage from up. Elena’s side boobs were bulging out. I grabbed both girls’ waists. Amy was more focused on her heels and walking carefully. I can see she is not much used to the high heels. Wearing a suit flanked by two beautiful girls, I feel like James Bond right now.Suddenly Elena grabbed my ass from behind. What is she doing?! She’s crazy!Elena: Are you all right, Aafi?Me: Uh, oh yeah, sure. Why would you ask?Elena: Oh, nothing. You just seemed to have a serious. It was terrible."Tears were streaming down my face. My grandfather reached over and wiped them away. "Well, don't worry," he told me. "That's all over now. You're with Grandpa and everything's going to be different."And it was. For the next couple of days, I was treated like a princess. We lived in a huge house out in the country far away from anything else. It had a pool, a gazebo, a glass house. Grandpa had even had a clubhouse built. He took me shopping everyday and bought me everything I.