Page 24 of Another Love, Another Time
“They are.” I’m feeling brave, so I continue, “You want to touch them?”
“Really? You’d let me touch them?” he says, surprised.
“Why not? Just be gentle with them.” I start to get a little nervous. Maybe he won’t like my boobs. Then, I feel his fingers run up my arms. He’s shaking a little. He must be a little nervous, too. He gets to my shoulder, and he starts to run his fingers over the swell of my boobs. He squeezes a bit, and my nipples pebble at his touch. I just have his old T-shirt on, so he can see the imprint of my nipple through my shirt. He runs his thumb over my nipple, and as he does it, I feel something move near my belly.
“Was that your penis?
“Yeah.” He seems a little embarrassed.
“Can I see it?” He hesitates for a minute, and then he rolls on his back and pulls his shorts down. I have heard my aunts and mom say penises are ugly when they don’t think I’m listening, but Auggie’s penis is… nice.
“Can I touch it?”
“Sure.”
It’s standing straight up now, and I wrap my palm and fingers around it. The head is big and looks like it could explode at any moment. It’s nothing like I expected. It’s hard, but really soft. I don’t realize I said that last part out loud until I hear Auggie chuckle, “Yeah.” I run my fingers up and down his length. This is the first penis I’ve ever seen in person or touched, but I’m pretty impressed.
“Can you just make it do that anytime you want?”
“Not really how it works. Uh, when I was massaging you earlier, and then when I was touching your boobs, it started doing it,” he grits out like he can barely breathe.
“Is that why you went still?” I question.
“Yes. I didn’t want you to feel me getting hard.”
I giggle. I see his gaze dart to my boobs and raise one of my eyebrows in question.
“Do you think I can see your boobs? And touch them?”
“Sure.” I feel like we are playing a little game of show and tell. We have discussed these things in sex ed classes at school, but I feel like I’m in the masterclass right now. He rolls back over and pulls his shorts back up. I see his shorts tenting. I lay back and back and pull my shirt up over my boobs. My nipples are still pebbled.
He takes his right hand and runs the pads of his fingers along the underside of my boob. Then, he runs his thumb across my nipple. I feel a tingling sensation in my groin. He continues to make circular motions, and then he moves to my other boob and does the same thing. I feel something wet in my underwear. Oh gosh, I hope I didn’t pee myself. I have to squeeze my thighs together. I know he can see my breaths getting shorter and shorter. He finally pulls back. I put my shirt back in place, and I roll back over to my side.
“I understand why my dad says he’s a titty man now.” And just like that, show and tell is over.
“Do you think we could practice kissing some more? I really like that,” I say hesitantly.
“You wanna kiss me again?” He arches an eyebrow.
“Yes. I want to make sure your kissing abilities weren’t a fluke.”
“Why, because I kissed you so well?”
“Okay, big head, yes, I liked it. You sure you’ve never kissed anyone before?”
“Yes, I’m sure.” He leans in until he catches my lips with his. “I’ve been thinking about kissing you all day.”
“You have?”
He nods his head.
“Me too,” I whisper. He uses his tongue to coax my mouth open. His tongue doesn’t feel so awkward tonight. He sucks on my tongue a little bit. He wraps his hand around the back of my head and presses me closer to his. I can feel his hardness in his shorts, and he presses into me. I don’t know what he’s doing, but I like it. We pull apart again, both of us out of breath, both with lips that are wet and swollen from kissing.
After our breathing has returned to normal, Auggie speaks first, “What does this mean, River? Do you want to be my girlfriend?”
“You’re asking me to be your girlfriend?” I ask, unsure.
“Yes. No. Maybe?”
