Chapter 4
Fap, Fap, Fap, Fap…The fact that Abby had been in a tiny bikini when I saw her had my dick hard as a brick as I slowly jerked off with her in mind. I have always thought that Abby is the most beautiful girl that I know, but today was the first time that I thought of her in a sexual way.
The fact that she has told her mother all about me has my heart in a swoon and my fantasy about her sexy body has me as hard as concrete.
“Fap, Fap, Fap, Fap…As I frantically pound my pud, I envision Abby pinned beneath me her legs spread wide apart her eyes glued to mine.
I imagine her moaning my name as I am about to spurt.
“JACK, THERE’S A GIRL OUT AT THE FRONT DOOR. IT LOOKS LIKE SHE’S HOLDING A BIRTHDAY CAKE,” my mom’s voice called through the bedroom door.
“Oooooooh, Gaaaawwwwd,” I cried out as my dick spurted once, twice and then a third time, spraying cum all over my belly. “I’ll…be there…in a minute,” I panted. “I’m not dressed,” I added as I pulled off my t-shirt and used it as a rag to wipe up the mess on my belly.
“I’m not dressed, it will take me a minute,” I called through the door while I ripped off my jeans and underwear. I very quickly but on a clean pair of tightie-whities a clean pair of sweatpants and a clean loose tank top.
“Abby…What are you doing here?” I gasped when I walked into the living room and saw her standing there. Although she put on a pair of gym shorts over her bikini bottom, she is still wearing the tiny blue bikini top with a white see through coverup over it.
“I want to have my birthday with my best friend,” Abby announced with a broad smile. “Her mother asked for permission,” mom announced. “The cake is in the kitchen,” she added with a knowing sort of grin.
“You didn’t have to do this! You would still be my
best friend,” I gasped softly. “Don’t be silly! You have been sticking up for me all these years, now it’s my turn to do that for you,” Abby told me. “That’s what her mother said too,” mom added in cheerfully.
It made me feel very special when Abby held my hand while we went to the kitchen.
Mom was smiling ear to ear as we approached the table where Abby’s birthday cake was.
We all stood around the table for a minute while mom and I sang happy birthday to Abby.
I don’t think I ever saw her smile so broadly before.
I learned two things about me and Abby that day while we celebrated her birthday together in the kitchen of our duplex. First, I was in love with Abby and always will be. Second, I will never fit into her world and my station in life will never be good enough for her.
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Abby and I remained best friends all thought high school. We celebrated her next two birthdays by going out to dinner. We celebrated our graduation from school by going to the prom together.
Abby was surprised when I took her home immediately after the dance. “I thought you’d want to do something else,” she asked curiously. “I thought maybe we would go to a hotel like a lot of other couples are doing.
“Abby, there is no one on earth that I’d rather do that with,” I told her softly. “But that could never go anywhere and I will not do that just for the sake of having you,” I told her.
When Abby tried to make me see that she wanted her first to be me, I told her that I’d made up my mind. “Your father would probably have me arrested if he found out I did that with you.
“We are both eighteen and I want to do this,” Abby protested. “Yeah, but your dad could make claims and even though we could win, we would both be dragged through the rumor mill and I refuse to do that to you…to us,” I told Abby.
Over the three months’ vacation before college started, I pulled further and further away from Abby. Even though Abby kept calling and texting, I knew that she was going to leave in the fall to go to an ivy league school on the east coast.
I would be going to the local college with an academic scholarship in computer science. It was only a matter of time before we would be torn apart. I felt like I should go ahead and do it now.