Mar 17, 2010 17:42
Last night was...
...it was...
I'm not sure what I even want to call it. I'm extremely sleepy right now, and quite jumpy for no reason that I can particularly fathom. I'm still a virgin, though...which I have a feeling has something to do with my jumpiness (since that means that "my time", so to speak, is still yet at hand).
Mary and I spent forever trying to determine how we'd figure out who should be with Troy first; I felt at that time like she ought to because of my lingering sense that Troy is more her boyfriend than he is mine, and because honestly I didn't want to have to try to fall asleep after something like that happening while she and Troy were having sex or have to get out of the room when I figured that I would want to curl up afterward so I could think and breathe and rest, like I do after everything major that occurs (e.g., my first time being on ecstasy I came home and curled up in bed for the rest of the night). It kind of worried me to think that if we did go like that Troy would be too tired or I'd be too overwrought by hearing/seeing them, but I told myself that that would have to be something I'd deal with if it happened.
After I took my bath and teased William rather mercilessly (even Troy said that what I was doing crossed the line from being mean to being fucked up, which made me laugh) we all curled up in bed, and for a little while it was just like we were all thinking about something, because The Rain Song was playing on my laptop on repeat and no one spoke; Mary and I just lay against Troy's shoulders and watched each other and him, like we did Monday night. I'm not sure when we started to kiss him; as usual things just sort of melted from us all talking and laughing to the singleminded focus both in my mind and in Mary's, apparently, to devour Troy alive. We kissed him and touched him and he kissed us and bit our lips, and the sounds he made as my hand traced his hips and stomach and gradually his cock made me shiver all over, especially because I realized that at some point Mary had stopped touching him. Which meant he was moaning because of me. It really surprised me, I guess; I sort of imagined it took either her or both of us for that to happen.
It got to where I was gripping his cock and he held me clamped against his chest, and his hips were bucking out of control so that I thought I'd lose my grip on him but I didn't and he whispered 'Oh, my god' and suddenly he was cumming and it was almost exactly like I used to imagine it, shooting out of him like that and it got on my shirt and his stomach and chest and near his neck, and (because it was bound to happen) when I licked him clean it got all over my face. I just realized I never wiped it off...
yeah.
A lot more than that happened but I have a test and I don't want this to get erased, so I'll post it now and edit it later on.
sex,
troy,
thinking,
wednesday,
school year,
march