Down And Dirty

The girls crowded around and smiled, cheering me on. "R-Randy, stop." He said around my mouth, and I realized how awkward this was. I stood up, my face getting hot.
"I gotta go!" I yelled, running from the house and down the street as fast as I could. I mouth raped Sam! I thought. And he didn't even kiss me back... I wiped my eyes and ran to the woods, going to our fort that was still standing.
We built the fort when our parents wouldn't let us hang out after I told them Sam and I fucked when I was ten at the dinner table. We would sneak out here every saturday and talk for about twenty minutes.
I sat there and looked up at the ceiling, remembering how much I wanted to kiss Sam since we fucked. It wasn't as good as I thought it would be either. Everyone told me your first kiss was great. I'm not counting the girls I tried it with over the years either. I only liked Sam, no other girls and no other boys. I sighed and then smiled to myself. I'm Sam-sexual. I giggled, and I sighed heavily.