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I love my family. Well, not my real family, but my new adopted family, who I am so lucky to be a member of. Three months ago, I was adopted by this affluent family looking for a smart kid to sponsor through college. With little more than half the year to go until I graduate from high school, I just saw this as a free ride to college, so no complaints on my side. The Jacksons' lived in a suburb of New York City, and being a foster kid there seems to be more and more common.
Stepping off of the train, the full force of winter hit me in the face as I shuffled through the snow, when I felt a tug on my bag. Growing up in Queens, and an orphanage in Queens taught me one thing before anything else: people will steal your shit. So I turn around to haul this guy off when I see it's Tom Jackson, my new father figure.
“Hey there Finn! Some weather we're getting, right?” he shouts against the screaming wind, the words torn from his mouth. “Here let me take your pack.”
I smile under my scarf and hand him my bag, as we slog through the quickly accumulating snow. We pile into his car, where I see his wife, all wrapped up in expensive furs.
“Afternoon, Finn.” Karen Jackson states. Of what I know so far through our meetings in the city, Karen is soft-spoken, and talks very little, but when she does, her beautiful voice dances through your head. “I'm surprised that the train was on time, especially in conditions such as these. How was your trip?”
“It was pleasant enough, ma'am.” I politely respond. “How are the roads?”
Tom speaks this time as he turns the engine over. “A bit slippery, but the plows have been running non-stop since it started last night. Is the city in better condition?”
“For the most part, Midtown is spotless.”
“Not really any surprise there.”
He continues to inquire into how things have been for the rest of the half hour drive. Although I am sad that I'll be living so far from a train station, and even farther from my city, supposedly the town I live in has a few stores and is only a short drive to the mall.
We pull into their driveway, and thats when my jaw first hits the floor. They live in quite possibly the biggest house I have ever seen. It seems like something from a movie, the snow covered trees, the long winding drive, and the sports cars in the garage. I snag my pack from the trunk and stomp my shoes free of snow as we enter into their, I mean our, house. We come in through the kitchen, I take my shoes off and a notice a picture sitting on the counter.
“ Oh, that's our family. There is Tom, Jeff, Katie, who is currently at college, and me. Jeff is probably in his room, one minute. Jeff! Come down here and say hello to Finn.” Karen calls, her voice, although quiet, carries a certain intensity that cannot be ignored.
Jeff Jackson rounds the corner, shortly followed by the family dog. We exchange pleasantries, and he seems interesting enough. I shake his hand and notice the rough callouses.
“Guitar or Bass?” I ask him.
“Oh, uh guitar mostly, but I sometimes like to jam on my bass as well.” He replies. “You play?”
“Yeah, the orphanage had a music room, and I got pretty good on playing this beat up old Strat.” I think back, about how my life was, and look around, and think about how good it is going to get.

The Jackson family gives me a tour of the house, going through rooms that are bigger than an entire floor back the orphanage. We climb the stairs, Master bedroom, Jeff's room, Katie's, a bathroom, and stop at a door with a bow on it.
“I know it is kind of corny, but welcome home, son.” Tom says, putting his hand on my shoulder, and I look back, tears are coming to his and Karen's eyes.
I open the door, and... wow. I mean, this is as big as the entire boys dormitory. I look around, I see a dresser, a desk with a laptop on it, an then my bed with a box on it. I open it, and it's a brand new Les Paul.
“I... I don't know what to say.” I stammer, now my eyes begin to water.
“We're so happy to have you, Finn.” Karen says, her tears now flowing. She sits next to me on the bed and just holds me, trying to protect me.
The rest of the day isn't quite so emotional, Tom cooks dinner for us, and we all just hang out. As the night wears on, I begin to relax, and to open up. These people really want me, and for the first time, I feel like a real person.
“Well boys, you better be heading to bed, you both have school in the morning. Jeff, why don't you help Finn get his new computer set up and ready for school tomorrow,” Tom says.
“C'mon man, the school has you put this program on and it can be a bit hard to use.” Jeff says.

“So man, you got a girlfriend?” Jeff asks as he fires up my computer.
“Well, not really. The only girls I would meet are ones from the orphanage, and the bitch in charge doesn't want kids dating while in the orphanage, it creates 'a sense of attachment'.” I state, working on tuning my new guitar.
“You a virgin then?”
I sigh, “Yeah.”
“Bummer. I give you two weeks though at school though and you'll get your cherry popped.”
“Seriously?!?”
“Yeah. It isn't that the girls are sluts, but most of the kids at school are computer junkies and the ladies are always on the prowl for some fresh meat.”
“Nice. So how about you?”
“I got a girlfriend, yeah. Here,” Jeff says, tossing me his phone. I see a picture of him and this pretty brunette smiling back at me. “Her name is Mia, I'll introduce you tomorrow. And she's got some hot friends, if you're interested.”
I could feel the grin creep across my face, as Jeff says, “I'll take that as a yes. I'm done here man. I'll see you tomorrow, school starts at eight, so get up around seven.”
“Thanks. Oh yeah, one more thing, what's the deal with your sister? Where is she?”
“Oh right. She's pretty cool, you probably won't meet her until spring break. Katie will probably stop here a few days before going down to Miami.”
“Alright, just wanted to know if she was a bitch or what.”
“I know where you're coming from. Later.” Jeff says, shutting off my computer, and closing the door on the way out. I take the time to unpack the few things I have, but the need for sleep quickly catches up with me, and I strip and fall asleep.

7:10 rolls around pretty quick and I grope for my alarm clock, my senses coming to one by one. The sweet scent of bacon tickles my nostrils as I realize that I am not in the shit house anymore. Welcome to the penthouse.
I go through the morning routine, grab some breakfast, and hop in Jeff's car; a piece of shit compared to his parents.
“While our family is nowhere near the richest in school, I still don't like showing off. Hell, it's got four wheels and it goes, so I'm pretty fucking grateful.” Jeff says, as he coaxes the engine to start on the cold winter morning.
The 15 minute ride to school is uneventful, with Jeff giving me the last minute briefing before I get to school.
“Depending on your schedule, I'll most likely see you at lunch,” he explains, pulling into his spot and cutting the engine.

Jeff leads me to the main office, where the headmaster gives me the welcome speech. I get my classes from the secretary, and thank her. I turn to leave when she says, “Where do you think you're going?”
“I...I...” Stammering, I turn back.
“You need to wait here for your guide. Wouldn't want you getting lost now would we?” She smiles, pointing towards the door, where a smiling girl is waiting.
“Welcome to Merriweather High School. I'm Alex, and lets get started.” she chirps. At first, I barely looked at her, but as soon as we left the office, I gave her a good look, and I found it to be quite nice. I started from the ground up, following her long legs to a well defined ass, following her swaying hips upwards, I see her shoulder length black hair catching the cheap fluorescent light. She turns, and giggles, “C'mon silly!” Alex reaches for my hand, “We got a lot to see, it's a pretty big school.” Her cool hands feel good in mine. “Don't worry, Finn. Jeff told me to take good care of you.” She flashes that dazzling smile again, and she catches me staring, and blushes.
“I'm glad to be in such good hands,” I say, squeezing her hand. She goes from pink to crimson as he realizes that we have been holding hands. She sheepishly mutters an apology as we continue on the tour. Reaching into her pocket, she retrieves a copy of my schedule, and glances at it.
“Huh, seems that we have most of our classes together. That will make things easier on you. As part of the new student welcoming committee, I can help you with anything.” Alex says, putting some extra emphasis on anything. She leads me into the Library, quietly continuing her talk.
“This is our library, we have lots of books, and it's really great to come here during your free periods to get some work done.” Leading me through the stacks, she suddenly grabs my shirt and throws me into a small room. “Ohmygod, Jeff said that you were... but I wasn't expecting anything like this!” she moans, pressing her lips against mine, our tongues meet, clashing and dancing about as we fall into a rapturous pace.
I pull back, reeling from our kiss, to gasp out, “Jeff set you up to this?”
“N-no... Well, kind of. He just... he got me assigned as your student helper, but that was it. Oh, and he told me that you were a cool guy and that I would like you. But he never told me to do any of this.” she explains, lunging at me again. I accept her, and we drop our bags as we fall back onto the table. I kiss down her neck, stopping at the collar of her sweater, and then moving around to nibble on her ear, which awards me with a moan.
“Ohhhhhh... Guys around here don't really know that one...” She says, grinding her hips into my leg. I break off the kiss once more. “Why did you stop? Am I doing something wrong?” Alex leans forward to resume our activities, but I lean out more.
“I am thoroughly enjoying this Alex, don't get me wrong, but I would love to get to know you more.” I explain, hopping off of the table and picking up my bag.
“Awww, you're so cute, and I wish we could stay here forever, but we must be pressing on...” she gushes. Alex grabs her bag as well and flattens out her shirt and jeans. We quickly leave the library, and we hurry through the rest of the tour. Right before we enter the classroom, she grabs my arm once again, and quickly writes her number on my hand, and seals it with a kiss. My head spins as we enter class, and I hardly remember my name to introduce myself to the class. I see Jeff waving at the back of the room, and he flags me down to an empty seat at the back of the room, two rows over from Alex.
“I see you made a new friend already,” he smiles, shaking my hand, as the teacher continues his lesson. “Alex is Mia's best friend, and she suggested her for you. I would consider myself lucky, Alex is one of the hottest girls in school, next to Mia, and she has only had a few short term boyfriends. So she is pretty conservetive, and judging by the way she keeps looking at you,” I turn to meet her gaze, and she gives me a small wave and blushes, returning to her notes. “Alex probably forgot all previous reservations about men.”

I don't respond, but keep thinking about what my brother had to say. I focus on the teacher, and pretty soon the period is over. The rest of the morning, my thoughts keep returning to what my brother had to say, and Alex's dazzling smile. Physical Education and Math fly by and pretty soon the lunch bell rings. As I pick up my things and leave, I see Jeff coming towards me.
“Yo Finn!” he shouts, and he grabs my pack, and we spin around and start heading for the parking lot. “You'll be glad that we don't have to eat the cafeteria, we get an hour for lunch, so I thought that we would go out for lunch, and you can scope out the town.” By the time we arrive at his car, a number of cars in the lot are also pulling out, and I reach for the handle to get in.
“What are you doing? We're going with Mia.” he says, grabbing my shoulder and pointing to a girl standing and waving a few cars down in front of a black SUV. I can understand where Jeff was coming from when he said that Mia was the hottest girl in school, her beauty is pretty much unparalleled. Mia was hot in a very typical way, you know, long natural blond hair, blue eyes, fair white skin, et cetera. To be honest, I found myself more attracted to Alex though, her short, dark hair and piercing green eyes seemed to be exactly what I was looking for in a girl.
“Hi there. You must be... Finn, right?” Mia says, extending her hand. I take it, her grip is not typical of a woman, more assured, more confident, more intense. Jeff hops up front, and I open the door behind Mia, to find a bit of a surprise.
“Hey.” Alex quietly says to me, instantly going red. She scoots over, but once I get myself in, she sidles back over and snuggles up to me. “I missed you.” she says, her voice dropping to barely a whisper in my ear as she gently kisses and nibbles my ear.
“Woah kids! Save it for later, I want to keep my apatite.” Jeff moans, and Alex slips from red to crimson. She backs off a bit, but when Jeff turns around she quickly nuzzles up under my arm. “Kids these days...” Jeff chides as Mia smiles and pops it into drive.
We idly chatter on the way to town, Mia and Alex asking me questions about my old life in New York City, and where I was before that.
“I came from England when I was 10, my parents and I lived here for 2 years before they died,” I bleakly stated. It wasn't that I still was living in the past, but I just stopped really thinking about my parents at all, I mean, I could hardly remember them.
“Oh, cool. I mean, not cool that your parents died, but like...” she trails off and turns red once again. “So what was England like growing up? I thought I could hear a bit of an accent in your voice.”
“It was a lot of fun, my parents had a shit apartment in London where we lived most of the year, but a few weeks during the summer, we would go out to the country and just mess about with our relatives.
“The accent though is something I kinda try to hide though. I got a lot of shit when I first moved into the orphanage, you know, 'Tea an' Crumpets?' or 'BLOODY HELL!' so I learned to talk with a neutral accent.”
“Here we are.” Mia calls, as we pull into a strip mall about 10 minutes away. She quickly parks and we all hesitantly get out to brave the cold once again. Mia and Jeff hold hands, but Alex remains under my arm, seeking refuge from the cold. I look down at her, Although is anything but short at five foot ten, I still stand over her, and protect her. I feel so attached to this girl, not even knowing her a day, and I already just want to have her close, to smell her, and just feel her quiet presence.
We walk into the cafe and feel the heat roll over us, a welcome feeling after braving the frigid winter. After placing our orders, I grope about my pockets for my wallet, but Jeff grabs my hand, and shakes his head as he places the money on the counter.
“Save it for a rainy day bro. Mom and Dad told me to take you out to lunch anyway, and they'll probably give you some money as well until you can find yourself a job.” I silently nod, promising myself to make sure to thank my parents later.
As we take our seats, I drop my coat see to it that they are all settled before heading to the bathroom. I go in, and shut the door behind me. I start undoing my pants, when I hear some thing scratching at the door.
“Occupied mate,” I say, but the door opens and I see Alex quickly squeeze inside before shutting the door behind her. I try to say something but she quickly throws herself on top of me, wrapping her legs around mine. I stagger back, and find the sink where I sit down the cheap wooden cabinet, the wood creaks under our weight, but I hardly hear, my mind consumed by making out with Alex. I slowly break off the kiss, and start nipping at her ears and her neck, she lets out a suppressed moan and grinds her hips further into me, grating my now fully erect cock across the inside of my jeans. My hands snake down her sides, grabbing her supple ass, kneading it and forcing her farther into my hips, and she moans again. Suddenly Alex almost screams, as her phone starts vibrating, I feel it through her jeans, and it I guess it is probably right next to her cunt, as her jeans suddenly go all wet.
“FUCK!” she cries, and she hops off the counter. She flips her phone open, and growls, “What do you want,” she pauses, then mutters something, and mashes the 'end call' button. “Lunch time,” she sighs, the anger retreating from her brow. We slide from the bathroom, no one notices except Jeff and Mia. When we return to the table, my brother and his girlfriend burst out laughing, for seemingly no apparent reason, until Alex and I look down almost simultaniously, and we both see the huge wet spot she left not only on her pants, but on mine as well.
“By the way,” Mia says, the first one to compose herself, “you two were in there for 20 minutes, so you better eat fast.”
Alex and I exchange glances, hers shifty, but still filled with happiness from her recent orgasm, and mine full of worry that this is going a bit too fast, yet, I find myself thinking about her more and more.

The school day drags on, full of excruciating introductions in my new classes, but my mind is wracked with the thought of Alex. I mean, she's smart, beautiful beyond belief, and I'm crazy for her. The thing is, I haven't known her for... eight hours? Tops? I walk out of my last class when suddenly someone grabs my hand.
“Hi,” she says, I can practically hear the smile in the way she's talking. “Need a ride home?”
“Uh, sure.” I manage, as she pulls me in closer.
“I was thinking about earlier,” she teases, dragging out her words. “About how you said you hardly know me.”
Nervously I respond, “Y-Yeah...”
“Well, I have work today, and I thought you might want to keep me company.” She bashfully asks, turning a cute shade of red.
“Sounds good to me.”

She drives us out to the mall, which is packed full of teenagers just getting out of school. The mall is not only warm, but is loaded with seemingly hundreds of stores, ranging from unnervingly expensive ones all the way to the McDonalds in the food court. She leads me into some chic womans clothing store, which doesn't have many people inside. We go past the registers where she waves at the two other girls working there, and after we pass, they start whispering, but she either doesn't know or doesn't care. Alex pushes aside the two doors into the stock room, and goes into a small locker room.
“You sit here,” she states, gently shoving me onto a bench. She turns and opens the the locker behind her labeled, 'Alex Hassert' and removes a shirt a light blue shirt and a name tag. She quickly undresses, and I avert my eyes, but she grabs my hand and says, “Why do you think I brought you?” and gives me a peck on the lips, and continues to undress, playing it out a bit.
“You're too kind, but I thought we were just getting to know each other. Unless this is how you hang out with all your boyfriends.” I reply. Her face is plastered with a look of shock, which quickly changes to sadness as tears well in her eyes. Fuck.
“I thought you knew...” she sniffs, I spring to my feet, eyes scanning the room in search of a tissue. I find a box, and rip a few out and pass them to her, she snatches them out of my hand, and blows her nose loudly.
“Knew what?” I quietly ask, trying not to sound like a total dumbass.
“I'm... I'm a virgin.” she bawls, and wipes at her eyes feverishly. “All the guys in school think I'm the biggest tease, I've never had a boyfriend for more than a few weeks, and the only thing we ever did was kiss.”
“That makes two of us Alex,:” I quietly say, wiping a tear away as it rolls down her face.
“R-r-really?”
“Would I have any reason to lie to you?”
“N-no,” she sniffs, her tears drying up.
“So. My name is Finn Johnson, and I am from Bristol, England.”
“My Name is Alexis Hassert, and I'm from New York City.”
“Nice to meet you Alexis.”
“Please, call me Alex. It is nice to meet you as well.” she barely contains herself as she bursts out laughing. This is the first time I've truly heard her laugh, coming in great, jolly spells, then she starts snorting, and I loose it too.

Hanging out a ladies clothing store when you are a guy is probably one of the more boring this I've ever done. Alex made it interesting enough, but she got busy around five o'clock, so I decided to find some food. My stomach goes from a low grumble when I leave the store and crescendos to a roar before I arrive at the food court. I grab a sandwich, pay a disgusting sum of money, and sit down to eat. I polish it off pretty quickly, so I just sit there thinking, when I suddenly realize, shit, my family has not a clue where I am. I scrape 50 cents out of my coat pockets when the thought dawns on me, I don't even know my own house number.

I stop to catch my breath and compose myself before I walk back into the shop. I casually stroll back to the cash register, and when Alex sees me, a huge grin spits her bored expression.
“I was just about to clock out and come looking for you, but here you are. You ready to go home?” she asks before she crosses the counter, and meets me with a small, but passionate kiss. Her co-workers just giggle haughtily as our tongues begin to dance. She casually shoots them a look of intense hatred that shuts them up for a few seconds, but they start laughing again once she turns away. She breaks off and grabs me by the arm and takes me into the locker room once again, hopefully this time I won't be an idiot and make her cry. She undresses quickly and without any real affair, this time I watch, much to her chagrin. Alex smiles, as I get to see her more than ample breasts spring free of the tight blue sweater. I feel my cock commence its growth from flaccid to fully erect.
“Did I do that?” She asks, quickly closing the distance between me and her, still without a shirt. “I think a problem like that needs taking care of...” she says, sitting on my lap, grinding her supple ass into my dick, I find myself hard pressed to suppress the groan of pleasure growing in my throat. Wanting to return the favor, I lean forward and start kissing her intensely up her neck. I can't hear it, but I can feel the deep sounds of bliss rumbling in her chest. I decide to screw it all and begin tracing lines up and down her lightly freckled sides, deliberately slowing down at her tits, bumping against the base of her bra. She suddenly slides downward, forcing my hands onto her glorious cleavage, which my hands latch onto with unstoppable abandon. I can hear the sharp intake of her breath as she feels me grab her boobs, I continue what I'm doing, going only by what causes her to squirm on me all the more. My lips break away from hers, and I slowly move down her neck and begin to lightly nip my way down to her heavenly bosom.
I suddenly feel myself jolted to my senses as I notice that in the blink of an eye, Alex has not only gotten off of me, but has also pulled on a shirt, gotten her hair fixed, and started to tie her shoe before her snooty co-workers walk in.
“What were you two doing?” one of them titters, her high pitch obnoxious laugh grinding against my ears, after used to hearing Alex's moans and beautiful laughter.
“Telling knock-knock jokes,” I flippantly respond, Alex stifles a smile, but the other two girls look at me with nothing but utter disgust, like I told them something horrible. They scoff at me and storm off, living to ruin my fun another day.
“That was really fast.” I state, looking over at my girlfriend.
“Gymnastics,” she shrugs, and beckons me to follow her. I happily comply and we walk to her car, not saying anything about our recent encounter. She walks even faster, almost a run, and I struggle to keep up with her. I finally catch Alex at her car and grab her by the shoulder.
“What's wrong?” I ask, a look of worry washing over my face. “I mean, you're acting totally crazy.”
“I've never done anything like that. I just lost control, and it felt really good. I understand what you've been saying about going too fast. I met you this morning, and about ten minutes ago you were feeling me up. I wasn't very far away to fucking you either.”
“Alex, I lost control of myself, and I'm really hoping you can forgive me,” I say, barely managing to choke the words out as my I feel my eyes begin to sting.
“Finn... that's not what I meant... well, it was, b-but...” now it's her turn to cry as my tears start to form. “I just am overwhelmed with these feeling for you. When I couldn't be with you back at work, I was a heartbeat away from screaming and running off trying to find you.”
“Love feels like too lame of a word to describe my feelings, you know? I mean, love is something that is created, this is just downright obsession and infatuation.” I try to give myself an excuse, anything to try and convince myself that I'm just searching for a person to grab onto in this foreign environment. I have never felt more in denial then right there. Not when my Mom and Dad told me our dog ran away when it really had died, not when the doctors tried to tell me that my parents were going to make it as I heard the machines flat line and I saw the coroners walk in.
“I mean, look at us!” she shouts, her voice filled with nervous, hysterical laughter. “Its freezing out, and us two idiots are standing out here crying!” I go giddy with laughter, as we just stand there laughing, her light airy laughter mixes with my deep chuckle and rings throughout the parking garage. People stare at us, a woman pulls her child closer, and we grab our sides all the harder. Us two fools barely manage to stumble into the car, where Alex fumbles about for some tissues, and we dry our eyes.
The car goes dead silent for a moment, and I lean into her. She receives me, and we just kiss. Gently and only for a few seconds, but it told me all I needed to know. This was more than a goofy, teenage fling. This was real, this was tangible, and I had grabbed on with every ounce of my body, every bit of force my bones could give.

The car ride home is totally silent, no radio, and the engine barely a whisper. We hold hands, loosely, but I can feel her silken skin glide across mine whenever we hit a bump. She drops me off at the house with nothing but a parting kiss, but I know it will keep me sated until tomorrow. I loose the glow of her tail lights as she rounds the corner, I turn to look at the house, my home, and think, 'Oh fuck, gotta face the family' for the first time in many a year.

“Hey Finn! How was your first day at school?” Tom inquires as he continues to chops some vegetables for dinner. Fuuuuuck Tom beat me home.
“It was pleasant enough, but all the introductions got a bit annoying,” I say, and I don't stop moving towards my room, eager to get to a safe haven.
“Finn, do you have a minute?” Karen calls from the couch by the fire place, and I come to a grinding halt just before bounding up the stairs. “We were wondering where you were this afternoon.”
“He was with me Mom, at the mall.” Jeff says as he comes down the steps, overhearing our conversation. “I already told you.”
“Alright, no need to get defensive. It's just that Jeff didn't say anything until around five, and we got worried.” Karen returns, her voice never changing in volume.
“More like I got worried,” Tom calls from the kitchen, “your Mother wasn't really phased, she knows that you'd find your way home eventually. I guess if you can survive New York City for six years, upstate New York shouldn't really be any issue.” Relief comes over me, and I mouth a silent 'thank you' to my brother.
“The real reason why I called you over here was because your mobile phone arrived today.” Karen comments, and she passes me a shrink-wrapped box with stylish pictures of a sleek black phone plastered all over it. “Also, we thought you might be running a bit short on cash, so I made a call to one of my friends who owns a record shop in town and you have an interview their tomorrow after school.”
“Wow, I mean, thank you so much, Karen, and you as well Tom.” I respond, not really knowing what to say. Tom just smiles and gives me a fatherly nod.
“Now you can keep in touch Finn, and hopefully you'll set a good example for your brother, he isn't always the best about checking in.” Karen scolds, and Jeff turns red. “Well, haven't you two got homework?”
I follow Jeff upstairs, and he leads me into his room. It's basically the same thing as mine, but a bit messier. I sit on his bed and drop my school bag on the ground next to me. He puts some music back on and then turns to me.
“First off, you're welcome, if only I had someone to cover for me. More importantly, I hope you had a good afternoon with Alex.,” he says.
“How did you-” I respond in shock.
“Well, in between the way you were in the car and at the restaurant...”
“Okay, you got me,” I sigh, scratching at the plastic wrap on the phone. My nail finally gets under it, and I continue opening the packaging. “So what were you doing?”
“Mia.”
“Figures.” I power up the phone, and Jeff starts rattling off numbers for me.
“And Alex's is...”
“I don't need it.” I interrupt.
“Ah, what a romantic. So you getting on alright in your classes?”
“Yeah generally. Although it would be nice to meet some other people though. You, Mia, and Alex are nice but...”
“Say no more man, we'll stay at school tomorrow for lunch. I'll introduce you to some of my friends, and you'll probably meet some of Mia's and Alex's as well.”

The rest of the evening is fairly uneventful, we have dinner, more homework, play some guitar, then just as I'm getting into bed, my phone goes.
“Hullo?” I half-heartedly answer, interrupted by a huge yawn.
“Is my baby tired?” I hear Alex coo into the phone. I perk up when I hear her voice, and try to shake the sleepiness off.
“Not anymore.” I hear her laughing on the other side. “So, Jeff gave you my number?”
“Yeah, thought it might be a pleasant surprise. You going to bed?”
“Yes, I got school tomorrow.”
“I know, I can't wait to see you.” her voice suddenly drops an octave to a huskier tone. My brain starts to move more sluggishly as my cock starts to rise.
“Nor can I. What's a pretty little girl like you doing up at this hour?”
“This hour? The night is still young my friend.” I don't know if this is deliberate, but I haven't been this hard since... oh right, this afternoon.
“You still haven't answered my question Alex,” I chide.
“Thinking of you.” Oh dear, this is getting interesting. “I've never done this, but can you sneak out for a bit?” What a cruel temptress thou art, Alex.
My cock clearly now in control, I quickly respond, “Yes. I'll be out front in 5 minutes.”
“I'll be waiting,” She breathes into the phone, then hangs up. What have I gotten into this time?

I sneak downstairs, and the house is quiet. All the lights are off, but the room is well lit by the dying fire. I open the door, and I hear a voice call back from the living room.
“I didn't expect to see you sneaking out quite so soon, Finn.” Tom says, his voice totally normal. “I can only guess it's some girl if you're brother is still in bed. I won't stop you son, and nor would your mother if she was here. We just ask that you tell us, and come home safe. Just because you're new to this family and our adopted son, doesn't mean that we don't love and care for you just as much as Jeff.”
“Thanks, Tom, and I have no idea what I'm getting myself into,” I say, putting my shoes on.
He laughs and responds, “When its a woman, do we ever really know?”

I start walking down the drive, and slowly pick up to a sprint, the blood rushing to my head as my legs pump beneath me, the cold air makes me giddy. I forgot how much I love to run, it feels so natural, and I just hit my stride, and lean forward, feeling the animal instincts kick in. I see the brake lights of the car at the mouth of the driveway, and I start pounding the pavement all the harder, knowing who waits inside the car, my love, my prize, my angel, my greatest weakness, my best friend, my Alex. My well worn shoes skid to a halt on the frozen ground, and I rip the door open to find the only thing I ever want to see again.
“Hey,” she smiles, the car gets brighter. I shut the door behind me, and she puts the car in gear, and we roll out. I forget any apprehension I had, the chemicals in my body creating this feeling of euphoria, this is it. I now know what I've been doing my whole life. I wasn't adopted to get a new family, and get into college, I moved here so I could meet her. She barely drives two hundred feet before she stops suddenly, and cuts the engine. Her seat belt is off before the engine even dies, she's in my lap by the time I hear the buckle clank against the side of the car, her lips meet mine and my vision tunnels. The car gets hotter by the minute, even though the heaters stopped working what seems hours ago. I can feel her fingers dancing across the hem of my shirt and I break our kiss off, and we quickly reunite, our tongues trying to make up for the lost time. Obviously I'm not moving fast enough for her, because she splits away again to remove her own shirt and shoot me a fleeting glance of dissatisfaction at having to undress herself. She quickly recovers as my hands gently tease at the clasp of her bra, and I can feel her trying to smile when I stop my torment to undo it. Now this wasn't the first time I had seen a pair, but it seemed like it, because Alex's breasts are heavenly. I start to squeeze them gently, rubbing my rough hands across her delicate cleavage felt like sandpaper on satin, but she moans into my mouth when I start to roll her pert nipples in between my pointer and thumb.
Up to this point, I hadn't really known what Alex had been doing with her hands, but my best guess was that she wanted to return the favor, because I soon felt her warm fingers waltz across the swollen head of my cock. I took a moment to look about to find Alex straddling me sitting close to my knees, both of her hands shoved to about mid-forearm down the front of my jeans, and her mouth locked with mine, and my fingers fondling her amazing breasts. Even in the low light from the near by streetlight, I could still see her pearly skin beginning to glisten with sweat, and at that moment I knew what I had to do. I started to travel south, teasing her neck with small nips and nibbles. Continuing southbound, I lay a trail of kisses to the top of her tits, where I quickly moved my mouth over her peppy left nipple. I take a long pull on her breast, and she practically screams.
My left hand now looking for a new job, I start to sneak into her pants, before realizing that my girlfriend likes REALLY tight jeans. She giggles as my hand gets stuck and I try to force it in, but it barely budges. She pulls one of her hands out of my pants, and starts popping the buttons in her fly she starts to playfully count out loud the four buttons, and I'm ready to burst and she barely gets her hand out of there before I plunge mine into her nether regions.
Now, my desires must be getting away from me, because as soon as I feel the soft thin fabric of her panties, I come to terms with the fact that I am TOTALLY out of my element, and have no fucking idea what I'm doing. She laughs again at my plight and grabs my hand and forces it farther into her crotch, where I find a sticky lake of lady juices quickly building.
“Oh, did I do that?” I tease, and decide to take a guess at where her slit might be and run a finger along it. Thank God I was right, because what happened next made me so proud, as she shuddered and went limp for a few seconds, and I could feel her pussy pumping out fluid.
“Oh... OHHHH FUCK!” she screams, the 'k' trailing off into a high pitched squeal and dying as a breathless cry, and it was the best way for her to express herself. Coming around a few moments later, she pants at me, “That... was amazing. I mean, I feel so BAD that you can't feel something like that.”
“You could try,” I say, sitting up and leveling my eyes with hers. I then take my soaking wet left hand from her crotch and lick my fingers, taking my sweet time to become acquainted with the tangy flavors of my lover, Alex.
“I guess I could,” she responds, grinning a mischievous grin. “Don't move.” she tells me and slides farther back onto my legs, sitting on top of my knees. Then she grabs my zipper with one hand, and the button with the other, and tears my pants open. My cock springs out, and I blanch at the cold air, but the feeling quickly passes as I soon feel Alex's fingers begin to milk my rigid member. It felt pretty good when she gave me a hand job in my pants, but it was nothing compared to when she wrapped her delicate digits around me. I know I won't last long, but I try my best to contain myself,
but less than two minutes later, I know that its time.
“Oh shit Alex,” I can't even finish my sentence, her quickened pace surprises me so much that I loose it. Not only did I just get a hand job from the best girl around, but she drops into the bucket and starts catching my roping strands on her face, mouth and tantalizing tits. I just groan and lean back to take the hallowed sight in, as she continues to squeeze every last drop out of me. My stream starts to weaken, and I collapse, totally spent.
“If you can only give me one, I'm pretty sure I won't be able to be your girlfriend anymore.” Alex jokes. She tries to crawl into my lap, but she ends up stuck, and I start to laugh hysterically at her, topless, covered in cum, and stuck on the floor like a turtle on its back. I offer my hand and she comes free after much struggle. I pull her in close, and give her a deep, but short kiss.
“You taste salty,” I say, smacking my lips.
“No, you taste salty!” she cries, and smiles. One of her fingers snakes down to a larger blob of cum and she pops it into her mouth, and smiles. I kiss her again, not minding my own taste, especially when it mingles with her sweet and tangy flavors, creating a interesting and tantalizing combo, one that I hope to taste more of in the future.





Ch2
I wake up in my new bed, in my new house, in my new life, and I smile. I brush my teeth, I take a shower, and the grin is still there, albeit painful.
“What makes you so happy, bro?” Jeff calls to me as a leave the bathroom, towel over my shoulder.
“Had a great night... sleep,” I say, and continue to my room, get dressed in a flannel shirt and cords, and head downstairs, trying to contain my good mood.
“I heard you sneaking out last night,” he whispers at me across the table at breakfast.
“What of it mate?” I ask, taking another bite of my cereal.
“You went to see Alex didn't you?” he questions, and then it hits him. “You fucked her didn't you? Wow that was really fast, two days? Not even?”
“Well, not quite, but something along those lines.” I simply reply, trying my hardest to drag this out, messing with his mind.
“Be straight with me, did you, or did you not... you know?” he grills, adding emphasis with his spoon.
I take another bite, chew it excruciatingly slow, swallow, wash it down with some orange juice, and say, “Soon,” grab my bag, and start getting my shoes on.
“I'm proud to call you a brother,” he says patting my back playfully as he sits down next to me to get his trainers on. “so today is Friday.”
“Yup.”
“Well, the school basketball team plays on Friday nights. You wanna go with me and Mia? I guess you can bring a friend,” he jests. I grin and we start for the car.
“Yeah sure. We any good?”
“Decent enough, 6-3.”
“Alright, I'll run it by Alex at lunch.”

We arrive at school in no time, the unseasonably warm day clearing the roads. Jeff and I walk into first period together, and the class goes by quickly enough. The next three periods though aren't nearly as fun, not knowing anyone yet. The lunch bell finally rings, and there is a mad dash to the cafeteria. I see Mia and I follow her in, talking about nothing in particular. We drop our bags in the senior area, and the two of us get lunch.
“Hey man, look who I found,” Jeff calls, and Alex bashfully smiles, starting to blush.
I return, “Is this yours?”
“Wanna trade?” he jokes, and the girls giggle.
“Sure!” We all break out laughing, and return to our table. When we get there, the table is already half-full of people, but every one shuffles around so Mia, Jeff and Alex can sit, but they all look at me questioningly.
“Hey, c'mon, this is my brother. He's cool.” Jeff explains, and everyone shifts a bit so I can sit. I looked about at the other people around me, the well manicured girls, the boys with perfectly manufactured gristle, and I realized how out of place I really was. Jeff starts to rattle the names off, but they are lost upon me, as I bleakly stare at the food pyramid behind this platinum blonde's head. I smile, nod, shake hands, spout information about my heritage.

“Yes I have an English accent.” “No it's real.” “My parents are dead.” “Yeah, its a shame.” “I lived in New York City for six years.”
Alex sees me failing, and she throws me a line. “Hey, Finn, I just remembered that we need to go sign some transcript forms, you know, so your grades will transfer over.”
I do my best to fake disappointment, grab my bag and say, “It was great to meet all of you, and I'll see you in class.” I get some nods, waves, and high fives on the way out, but I still feel superficial until Alex and I are alone in the hallway.
“So, what's wrong?” she asks, genuine concern clearly heard in her voice.
“I... I used to have to deal with people like that all the time, except they weren't nearly as civil...” anguish taints my features, as I remember all the problems back at school. The jeers, the looks, everything. They never bothered to see who I was, they only saw the hand patched school uniform, my well-worn jacket covered in cigarette burns from its previous owner. “My parents left me an estate when they died, and they saw to it that I would get to go to a top level private school in the city. In between my classmates mocking my reused school uniform, and the kids at the orphanage calling me rich for not going to the public school, and the fact that the headmaster at the home siphoning off funds from my parent's estate, life got pretty tough sometimes.”
Alex just stares at me, and drops her bags and just holds me, and I can almost feel her trying to hold back the tears. “I had no idea.”
“I didn't want you to know, hell, I don't want to remember anything from my childhood, most of it was crap anyway. I'm still here though, aren't I?” I ask, trying my damnedest not to have her cry. She looks up at me, her eyes a bit red, and smiles, and I hold her all the tighter.

Lunch and the next two periods pass by with no real problem. Alex and I text each other back and forth, and she jokes about how horrible I am. Physical Education rolls around, and I find it to be one of my best classes. Mainly because Jeff, Alex, and Mia are in my class, but also because the teachers don't give a shit what the seniors do. I decide that now might be the best time to tell Alex about Jeff and my own plans for the evening.
“I can go out to dinner, but I can't go to the game...” she pants, running on a tread mill.
“Why not?” I question. I'm on the stationary bicycle next to her, with Jeff next to me. She reddens even further, and I realize that she is embarrassed about something.
“Alright then, I'll pick you up at your house aft-” I say.
“Its because she's co-captain of the winter cheer leading squad.” Jeff interrupts, and Alex shoots him a death stare, to which he just laughs off. I look back at her in shock and awe, and she just bites her lower lip and sheepishly nods. Now I thought that it was impossible to get a hard on while working out, but picturing my girlfriend in a tight, white and green uniform, I practically tore through my shorts.
“I'm really embarrassed about it okay? I do gymnastics with Mia and a few of the other girls, but then they conned me into joining the squad this year, and then elected me co-captain so I couldn't quit.” she retorts, not even looking at me, fearful of catching a glimpse of Jeff.
“So when you said that you were going with Mia...” I ask my brother.
“I lied. I want you to get out with some people. Other than Alex,” he shrugs, pedaling harder to signify he had said his piece.
“I wanted to tell you, Finn, I really did, but I'm just not really proud of being part of the squad. I like gymnastics, its not nearly as sexual.” Alex responds.
The teacher blows his whistle, and we hop off the machines. Alex wobbles over to me, leaning on me for support. I can smell her sweat, and the image of her dancing across me in the car last night sears across my vision. Holding her back for a second, I look about to see that everyone else is gone, and I lean into her and kiss her full on the lips, tasting her salty sweat and her eager tongue. I break off before we really get anywhere, but both of us are flushed and panting. She blushes and darts off for the girls locker room, and I jog towards the
boys.

After gym comes graphic design, and that passes by with snail-pace speeds. After spending forty-five minutes creating a flier for a “local company”, the final bell rings, and the scraping and scratching of chairs across the surplus tile fills the school as kids bolt to the doors. I pack my things and shove my way through the crowds and circles of students, trying desperately to get to the car, and not be carried away to some far off corner of the school. Finally at the lot, I look around to see that Jeff's car is gone. Fuck.
“Hey Finn, need a ride?” I hear from behind me, and I turn to see Ray, one of Jeff's friends.
“Uhh, yeah man thanks,” I reply, and climb into his car. I'm in the back seat with some other guy from lunch, Andre I think.
“You going back to Jeff's?” Ray calls from up front. I grunt in response, and look over at Andre, who takes off his headphones and he offers his hand.
“Finn, right?” he asks.
“Yeah, you going to the game tonight?” I say.
“Playin' in it. So is it true?”
“What?”
“That you're in with Alex Hassert?”
“Uhhh...” I stall, and I feel myself going red. “If you want to call it that, then sure.”
“Thought so. I used to go out with her, but the tease wouldn't do more than hold hands. Dunno how you can put up with her.”
“It's an ongoing struggle,” I reply, and the car grinds to a halt in front of my driveway. I thank Ray again, and I see him peal out and I make my way up to the house.

The day wears on, and I not to think about the excruciatingly slow ticking of the clock. I break out my guitar in a desperate attempt to cool my nerves, not even knowing where the anxious outbursts I'm feeling are coming from. I hear the clatter of Jeff's keys hitting the counter top as he enters through the kitchen. I carefully put the Les Paul away and shut off my amp, moving to meet him on the stairs.
“Jeff.” I say, my voice a total monotone, trying not to have the anger come rushing to the surface.
“Hey Finn, how's your afternoon been?” Jeff replies.
I can't take it anymore, and I burst out, “Where were you?!?”
“I was at Mia's hou-”
“Forget about me so soon then?”
even with me screaming down his throat, Jeff keeps his calm. “So, I'll assume you didn't check your messages.”
Oh shit. The anger vanishes without any ado, the blood quickly slows to it's regular pace within my veins, and the taste of adrenaline dissipates. I flip my mobile open, to see a dancing envelope in the bottom right corner, I open it, 'Hey bro, sorry I can't give you a ride home today, I'll be at Mia's. I asked Ray though, and he'll meet you at my spot around 3:05.'
“I'm really sorry Jeff, I have never had a mobile before, still getting used to it.”
“I thought as much, no worries. So why are you so tense anyway?”
“Alex,” I sigh, and sink against the stairs.
“You over your head?”
“Gross understatement.”
“I know where you're coming from. I would take it slow, but from what I have seen, you two are hopeless around one another.”
“Pretty much, I kinda stopped fighting it, just enjoying the ride.”
“Be careful though man, 'cause after a few weeks, you might find yourself where you don't want to be.”
“I can see what you mean, but...”
“Yeah?”
I pause, knowing that whatever I say, it will be there for all time. “I think there's something more between me and Alex.”
“So you're saying...”
“Yeah, I think so.”
“That's pretty crazy, but when you know, you know.”

Jeff and I just hang out for the next hour and a half, and the nervousness that has been wracking me all afternoon dissipates as we mess around on the guitar. We don't really say anything, both of us having said what we needed to, and simply let the music take over.
“Time to go Jeff,” I rasp, removing my guitar strap from my head. I clear my throat and continue, “You want to get some food now or later or..?”
“They'll have hot dogs and pretzels and stuff there,” he calls back from his room. I put my guitar away and grab my coat to leave.

The car shudders as Jeff cuts the engine, we got there a bit early, but the lot is already beginning to fill. The stands in the gym are out, and our side is a sea of green and white shirts. Music pumps out of two huge amps on either side of the bleachers, whipping the fans into a frenzy, and helping the players to stay calm. On the other side, the away fans are scattered, but they show their pride with orange shirts, cheering their players on as they show off. I see Andre doing warm up drills on the court, his compact frame allowing him to weave between the other players.
The buzzer interupts my thoughts as the starting players are called for both teams. I cheer for ours and turn my back for the away team. The game starts and we win the tip.

"Now that was an AMAZING game!" Ray screams at me as we find our car. The alcohol rolls off of his breath, and I really hope the guy isn't driving home.
I pause in front of Alex's car, debating wether or not to wait at for her. Jeff confirms my thoughts and pats me on the shoulder as he continues onto the car without me. I hop up and down, trying to stay warm, but my body continues to shiver.

"Is someone cold?" A sultry voice calls from not too far away. I turn to see a goddess wrapped up in winter coats, her radiant face poking through a fur collar.
"Just the person I needed to warm me up," I call. I see a half smile and am stunned by the beauty coming from the person I... well... love. She pulls me into a kiss, bending me to her. I don't mind as my face flushes at our blatant public display of affection.
"I'm feeling a bit warmer now..." I manage to gasp as we break off. "Lets get out of here."
"I was thinking the same thing. I've missed you, and my house is open..." Alex rasps at me, her voice deeper and almost begging. I see what's coming, and I notice the total calmness in her tone.
"You sure?"
"Yes. I have never been more sure in my life."

Our tongues dance together as Alex fumbles with the key to her front door. I hear her moan in victory as she finds the right key, opening the door. She grabs my hand and jerks me upstairs to her room, and shoves me down onto the bed. In the darkness I listen to her fumbling with my belt, my own desires fueling me now, I push her hands aside and deftly undo the clasp. I gasp as my rock solid cock goes from warm underwear to cold bedroom and into Alex's eager, wet mouth. Finding myself getting still harder by her novice efforts, I remove my jacket and shirt, now becoming totally naked to my lover's complete clothedness.
“Not fair!” I protest like a five year old, and reluctantly pull her off of my cock and start hastily undoing her coat to see that she is still in her cheer leader outfit. Shoving that fantasy into my mind for another day, I pull off her tank top and bra, letting free her ample cleavage, and having it fall directly into my hands. Rubbing and kneading away at her breasts pushes her into a frenzy as Alex begins to grind her still covered pussy into my leg and cock. Although covered in a layer of spandex and polyester, I still can feel the heat and wetness of her snatch pushing through. I hold her with my left arm while I pull off her bottoms with my right. Turning her around, I look to see the perfect pussy, all wrapped up in a perfect black fuzz.
I bend over to return the favor, grabbing an ass cheek in each hand (which are the perfect combination of muscle and fat) and sticking my tongue deep into her dripping cunt.
“Ohmigod Ohmigod Ohmigod!” Alex squeals. She squirms under my touch, as I spread her lips apart with my tongue to get at more of her juices. “Finn... oh... FUCK!” I hear her scream as she cums hard into my mouth. As she recovers, taking in huge gulps of air to calm herself down.
“You ready for round two?” I ask.
“Of course,” she replies, with a certain eagerness which elicits a twitch from my member.
“Seems you are too,” Alex giggles, as she moves back onto the bed and lies down. She spreads her legs a bit and beckons to me to join her. I lie down on top of her, but make sure that my cock is below her dripping cunt.
I take her hand and I start to lift myself up and push down into her. She gasps and her breathing starts to quicken once again. I reach about halfway in when I begin to feel some resistance. I look deep into her sublime eyes and she just nods and mentally braces herself. I stop holding my weight and drop to the hilt into her. I see her face contorted into a silent scream as she tries to recover from the pain. I just look at her, waiting until she signals to continue. She nods again and I slowly back my cock out and begin to fuck her at a slow and steady pace, gaining speed when she begins to moan under me.
“Oh shit... this is... amazing!” she manages between thrusts, now meeting my strokes intellectually with her own. At this point, I'm really pounding her, my cock almost a blur in and out of her. I start to feel her contracting as she comes again, and it drives me over the edge into a mind boggling orgasm. My cock keeps twitching long after I expect it to, and Alex all but passes out from the pleasure. I give in to the tiredness as well and fall to her side, and the last thing I see before I fall asleep is those blue eyes gazing back at me, filled to the brim with love.
6 comments

Penneypad23Report 

2011-07-06 03:10:38
no her eyes weren't green at the beginning, mia's were

READERReport 

2009-05-26 02:03:50
nothing more than the best on this site good job

TheOneTrueGodReport 

2009-05-26 00:02:52
I have many things to say about this story. For one thing, it was excellent. It's plot could be made into that of a real book... A kid with dead parents moves in with rich adopted family...it would need an antagonist, ect., but it is possible. also, please write a sequel of some sort...maybe Finn's continued adventures with sexuality. This is definitely one of the top four stories on this whole site. Once again, absolutely superb, well done, and keep 'em cumming ;)

Anonymous readerReport 

2009-05-25 20:16:34
Very nice love story.

You should proofread your stories before submitting them.

Anonymous readerReport 

2009-05-25 19:25:53
wow... possibly the best story ever with ever element needed for a good sex story.. PLEASE WRITE MORE ... PLEASE!!!!

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