Sarah looked nervously around the room as she entered. It was a typical teenage boy’s room, airplanes hung from the ceiling, toy cars on display on the shelves, the bed uncharacteristically made. Yep, a typical teenage boy’s room, the only problem is Francisco was nearing twenty and should have outgrown these things, but Sarah didn’t care. She loved Francisco for everything that he was, even the bad.
“You have to be quiet, my mom is sleeping.” Francisco said as he quietly closed his door. He looked nervously around, his hands in his pockets; obviously unsure as to what to do. This was the first time Sarah had ever been with him alone in his room.
“So, what do you wanna do?”
“I dunno,” Sarah replied as she looked nervously at Francisco, “I guess we could sit and talk.”
“Okay, good idea.”
Sarah took a seat on his bed, and Francisco quietly followed suit.
“Hi.” he smiled as he turned his head toward Sarah.
A smile swept over her face, “Hi.”
“So…” Francisco said trying to break the silence. Francisco always hated awkward silences with Sarah, even though Sarah didn’t feel they weren’t awkward at all.
“So…” Sarah mimicked, “Your room is nice.”
“Yep”
Sarah gestured to the ceiling, “I like the planes”
“Yeah, I built all of ‘em.”
“Cool.”
“Yeah, that one right there was the hardest.” Francisco said as he pointed to one of the planes.
“Oh. Yeah… I imagine building models is difficult.”
“Yeah it is.”
A silence filled the room. Sarah, sensing Francisco’s nervousness, slowly put her hand on his. Francisco smiled and they both giggled.
Sarah chuckled as she rested her forehead in the crook of Francisco’s neck. “We’re such dorks.”
Francisco began nuzzling Sarah’s neck with his nose. Slowly he began to kiss and suck on it. Sarah moaned; she had never felt like this before. It was more intense than an orgasm. It was mind blowing.
“I love you.” She whispered in his ear. He replied in like, then slowly resumed kissing her neck.
A few minutes later, Francisco started to feel courageous. He slowly reached his hand up Sarah’s torso and rested it on her right breast. Sarah giggled, not because it was funny, but out of nervousness.
“Do you like that?” Francisco whispered sultrily into Sarah’s ear as he slowly caressed her breast.
“Yes.” Sarah replied breathily.
Sarah slowly inched her hand down Francisco’s torso and gently stroked his hardness.
“Oh God.” He moaned.
Sarah wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled Francisco down on top of her, spreading her legs so that his hardness was against her center. She began to kiss his and run her hands up and down his back.
Sarah whispered into Francisco’s ear, “Fuck me.”
Instinctively they began the rub up against each other moaning, forgetting that anyone else in the world existed. They traded “I love you’s” as they both approached climax. Francisco groaned and collapsed on Sarah just as she reached her peak. They laid there for a moment catching their breath, and as Francisco rolled off of her, the realization of what just happened hit Sarah like a rock. She looked over at Francisco and saw that it hit him too. They weren’t so innocent anymore. So many things were lost that day. Happily lost. Sarah turned on to her side and rested her head on Francisco’s chest. His heart was beating so fast, she listened as it slowed down and returned to a natural rhythm.
“I love you.” He said as he kissed the top of her head.
Sarah looked up into his eyes, “I love you too.”
