Love in Levittown

November 4, 2009

Love in Levittown
By
Alex Hawk

It was the first day of Christmas vacation and I was masturbating in my bed.

In one hand was the most recent issue of “Playboy” (December 1962), and in the other hand was my thirteen-year-old virgin penis. The magazine had been a Christmas present from my best friend, James, who had also taught me how to masturbate back at the start of the school year. What better friend could one ask for?

In due time, I got off (“cumming”, was what James had called it). I cleaned my hand, stomach and penis off with a small hand towel I kept hidden under my bed and then got up, took a shower and got ready to face my day.

In the kitchen, my dad had left a little “good morning” note for me. He did this almost every day before he headed to his job at the nearby university. Most kids my age had their moms at home to help with breakfast and such, but my mom had died in a car wreck when I was three and with Dad working so much he hadn’t had time to date or anything. That was ok, though. The two of us worked well together.

After eating my breakfast I thumbed through the newspaper and then went to the living room. I turned on the TV and sat back to let my mind go blank as I watched a couple game shows and thought about what I wanted to do with my day. Usually I’d go over to James’ house and hang out with him, but his family had left for Chicago on Friday and wouldn’t be back until the day before school started again.

By 10:30 I was still watching game shows and trying to figure out my day and then I head the sound of the doorbell ringing. I stood up, yawned a little and walked to the front door. When I opened it, I saw Daisy Fitzgerald (yes, her parents had named her Daisy for a reason). She lived a few houses down from me and went to the same school as me. She was thirteen, sort-of a friend of mine, and very cute.

“Oh, hello,” I said.

“Hello, Alex. Can I come in?”

“Sure.”

I let her inside and took her coat and hat. I brushed the snow off them and hung them up on the coat rack.

“Is your father home?”

“No, why?”

“Just wondering. What are you doing today?”

I shrugged. “Just watching game shows. I’ll probably read some comic books later.”

“Not spending the day with James? Oh, wait. He’s out of town, isn’t he?”

“Yeah, I won’t see him until next year. He loved making that joke before he left,” I added.

Daisy giggled. “Yeah. Not until 1963. I hope it’ll be a good year.”

“I’m sure it will. Do you want something to drink or anything?”

She shook her head. “No, let’s just go to your living room.”

“Ok.”

We went into the living room and sat on the couch looking at the TV. I kept looking at Daisy out of the corner of my eye. It wasn’t really common that she’d come to visit, though it wasn’t unheard of. She did seem a little… tense, maybe. Or preoccupied.

After an hour or so of watching TV, I said to Daisy, “So, you want to do something else for a bit?”

“Like what?” she asked, looking a little tense again.

I shrugged. “I don’t know. Play Monopoly, maybe?”

“Ok.”

We went to the dining room where I got the game set up and got us both some Yoo-Hoo to drink. She picked the shoe, I picked the iron and we started playing. I wasn’t really into Monopoly, but it was something to do.

Daisy played the game with me and we made small talk. After the game she said goodbye and left, leaving me vaguely puzzled as to why she’d come over and why she’d been acting so disconnected from what was going on.

Oh, well, I thought to myself. She’s a girl. Who knows what girls are thinking?

That settled that in my mind, and I went about the rest of my day without really thinking about her. Well, not until I masturbated later that afternoon. And that night.

* * *

Tuesday morning was pretty much a carbon copy of Monday. I woke up, masturbated, got clean, had a bit of breakfast and parked myself in front of the TV. I was thinking about getting my cold clothes on and going outside to build a snowman or something when I head the doorbell. I got up and answered it, unsurprised to see Daisy there.

“Hi, Alex,” she said with a little smile. “May I come in?”

“Sure.”

“Your dad’s still at work, right?” she asked as I took her coat and hat again.

“Yes.”

“For how long?”

“Until about six or so.”

“Ok.” She turned towards me and said, “Do you want to have sex with me?”

I froze, body and mind. I was absolutely sure I hadn’t heard her correctly, but looking at her face, I was suddenly sure that I had. I had no idea what to say.

“See, that’s why I was over here yesterday. I’ve been thinking about trying it with a boy for a while, ever since Nichole came back from college. She told me all about how wonderful it was. So I thought I’d give it a try, but I wanted to make sure it would be with a boy I liked enough. I like you a lot, so I spent yesterday with you to see if I thought you’d be the right boy. And I think you are. So do you want to?”

My mind was still reeling and my penis was hard as a rock. “Uh…” was the best I could manage to say.

“You don’t need to worry about getting me pregnant or anything, either. I took one of Nichole’s birth control pills, see?” She pulled a small pill out of her pocket. “I’ll swallow this before we do it, so we won’t have a baby.”

“Uh…” I managed.

“Come on, I want to try it with you. You want to or not?”

I smiled a little despite the way my brain was reeling. That was her standard sort of attitude.

“Well, look, I mean this is kind of a surprise, you know?”

“I know. But you’re a boy and I like you and from what Nichole said, sex is the best thing ever. So I want to try it and I want to try it with you.”

I thought about it for several seconds. Well, I tried to, anyhow. I tried to weight the pros and the cons and think about what this might do with my friendship with Daisy and how it might affect my life later and basically think about it the way my dad would’ve wanted me to.

Unfortunately my brain was currently boiling in a stew of hormones. There was one thing my penis desperately wanted me to say, and it seemed to be getting the deciding vote over everything else.

My mouth was dry, but I was still able to say, “Ok… yes. Let’s… let’s do it.”

Daisy smiled. “Ok, finally. I thought you’d never make up your mind.” She took my hand. “Let’s go to your bedroom.”

“Ok.” I let her lead me there.

Once we were in the bedroom she shut and locked the door and then turned towards me.

“Ok, Alex, there’s some rules here.”

“Ok?”

She paced around my bedroom as I sat down on the bed.

“Rule one,” Daisy said. “No kissing.”

“Ok.”

“Rule two. You aren’t my boyfriend. We’re just doing this for fun.”

“Ok.”

“Rule three. You can’t tell ANYONE about this. Even James.”

“Ok,” I said, unsure if I could hold myself to the last two words.

“Rule four. If I tell you to stop doing something, stop.”

“Ok.”

Daisy stopped pacing and looked thoughtful for a moment. “Ok, I think that’s all the rules.”

“Ok,” I said, knowing I’d said that too many times.

“Ok. Well.” She looked around and pointed. “Your bathroom is in there, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Ok. I’m going to go in there and take my pill and get undressed. You get undressed and get in the bed, ok?”

“Alright,” I said, for the sake of variety.

“See you in a moment,” Daisy said, and went into my bathroom, closing the door behind her.

I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself. I couldn’t believe this was actually going to happen! I thought about the Playboy I had under the bed and grinned a little. Daisy was younger than the girls in there, and likely wouldn’t look as good naked, but on the other hand, she was a real girl I was going to see naked AND have sex with! I’d take that over a magazine, you bet.

My hands shook a little as I took of my clothes. Once naked I gave my stiff penis a couple nervous strokes and got under the blanket. I heard the sound of water running in the bathroom and then the door opened. I looked up and saw my first naked girl.

Daisy’s breasts were smaller than the girls in the magazine and she didn’t have the same sort of body. She also had very little hair between her legs. I was entranced.

“What do you think?” she asked, looking a little shy.

“You look beautiful,” I said.

Daisy smiled. “Thanks. Move over.”

I did and she got under the blanket next to me. I was very aware of my bare leg and arm against hers.

“So, how do we do it?” I asked after a couple moments.

“I’m not really sure,” Daisy admitted. “I think you just get on top of me and put it in.”

“Ok,” I said and made no effort to move.

Daisy spread her legs a bit and said, “Well, get on top.”

“Alright.”

Moving awkwardly and trying to keep the blanket over us, I got on top of Daisy, holding myself up with one hand as I took hold my penis in the other. I felt the tip brush against something warm.

“Where’s the place?” I asked.

“A little lower.”

“Here?” I asked, moving down. I felt the tip of my penis pressing into something that promised wonders and delights beyond anything I’d ever known.

Daisy nodded. “Go in slowly, ok?”

“Ok.”

I pushed slowly, eagerly anticipating the pleasure of having my penis inside a girl’s vagina for the first time. Imagine my frustration when nothing seemed to happen.

“I don’t think it’s going in,” I said after a minute or so.

“No, it’s not.” Daisy moved around a little under me and spread her legs a little wider. “Try again.”

I reoriented my penis and tried again. At first I thought I was starting to go in, but after a bit I realized I was pushing, but not entering anything.

“Are you sure I’m in the right place?” I asked.

Daisy rolled her eyes. “No, dum-dum, I don’t know how my own body is set up.”

“Sorry.”

“Here, let’s take off this blanket. Then I can see.”

I was about to protest, since I didn’t want a girl to see me naked, then I realized how stupid that would be and helped her get the blanket off us, exposing our nude bodies. I’d already seen Daisy’s, but was happy to see it again. She was getting her first look at mine and eyed it, especially my penis, critically.

“I wonder if it’s too big.”

I looked down at my penis. I knew from measuring that it was about four inches. It didn’t seem likely to be too big, but I didn’t want to argue.
“Maybe, but there’s not much I can do about that.”

The look on her face left me wondering if she was going to suggest I get a kitchen knife, but then she shrugged. “Yeah, I guess not.”

“You want to keep trying?” I asked, hopefully.

“Oh, yes. We aren’t stopping until you get it inside.”

Yippie! I thought to myself. “Ok. Well, I’ll try again.”

“Ok.”

Daisy spread her legs wide again and I got between them. I looked down at my penis and her vagina. I was totally lost, but I pressed the tip against where she’d said the entrance was and pushed. Once again, nothing seemed to happen. I tried harder and ended up having my penis angle up and slide up her slit.

“Sorry,” I said, as she let out a little whimper.

“No, it’s ok… Here, let me try lining you up.”

“Ok.”

Daisy took hold of my penis and tried to move me into the right place. What happened instead is that I grunted, moaned a little and with a surprising suddenness, shot out my sperm all over her hand and vagina.

“Whoops,” I gasped.

Daisy got a disgusted look on her face. “Oh. My. God. Is this your… sperm?”

“Yeah,” I said with a nod. “Sorry. I didn’t mean for that to happen.”

“Gross.”

I reached over the side of the bed and picked up my hand towel, grateful that I’d gotten out a clean one this morning. I wiped off my penis and then handed her the towel.

“Sorry,” I said again.

“It’s ok,” she said, wiping off her hands. My eyes were fixed to a small blob of my sperm that was sliding down her slit and stopped right around where I’d been trying to slide in. I watched it until she wiped that up, too.

Handing me back the towel, Daisy said, “Next time you do that, make sure it’s inside me where it won’t be so messy.”

“No problem.”

Daisy propped herself up on her elbows and looked at me.

“You look pretty cute naked.”

“Thanks,” I said, a little embarrassed.

Her eyes went down to my penis, which was still mostly hard. “I wonder what we’re doing wrong.”

I shrugged. “I don’t know.”

“You want to keep trying, right?”

“Oh, yes, please,” I said with a smile.

“Alright. Well, lie down next to me for a moment. We have to figure out what we’re doing wrong. Why it’s not going int.”

“Ok.”

I laid down next to Daisy and waited for her to figure it out.

“Well?” she said after a bit.

“Well, what?”

“What are we doing wrong?”

“I don’t know!” I said. “I’ve never even seen a vagina until today. I don’t know how it all works down there.”

“Oh, so you’re saying that I’m the problem?”

I rolled my eyes. “Look, my penis does two things in this plan. It gets hard and it shoots sperm. It’s done both. If we can’t get it into your vagina, that’s gotta be where the problem has come from.” I sighed and said something I really didn’t want to say. “Maybe we should try it another day.”

She shook her head. “No, I only stole one of my sister’s birth control pills. If I take more she might find out.”

“Oh.”

Daisy nibbled her lower lip as I ran my eyes down her lovely naked body. They came to rest between her legs.

“Maybe,” I said slowly, “it would help if I saw, you know, the… hole? You know, the place I’m supposed to go in?”

Daisy sat up a tiny bit and reached her hands down to her vagina. She spread it open with her fingers and said, “Take a look.”

I craned my neck around and looked. I saw a small, rather inviting looking, hole.

“That’s it?” I asked. I’d somehow expected more.

“Yes, that’s it,” she said in a mocking tone. “What did you expect?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know. It doesn’t look big enough for my penis to fit, though.”

“It’s supposed to stretch,” Daisy said, sitting up a little and looking down between her legs. “I mean, it has to, otherwise it wouldn’t be possible for a baby to come out. You know how big those can be.”

Taking my penis in my hand, I pointed it Daisy’s vagina and kind of nudged the tip against the hole a little bit. Nothing really seemed to be happening, but it certainly felt great!

“Oh!” Daisy said. “Oh, that feels nice. Keep doing that.”

“Ok,” I said, needing no urging.

I kept bouncing the tip of my penis against the entrance to Daisy’s vagina. She liked it and I liked it and I thought to myself that, hey, even if I don’t get it in, at least I was closer than I’d ever expected to be!

But then it happened. One of my downward pushes, I felt my penis press into her just slightly. Encouraged by this, I backed up and tried it again and looked down to watch as the tip slid in just a bit.

“I think that’s the right place,” Daisy said after a few seconds of this. “I think I feel you going in.”

“Yeah.” I looked down, a little out of breath, and saw that most of the tip of my penis was inside her vagina now. “Yeah, it’s going in.”

“Ok.” She moved her hands up to my shoulders, looking about as nervous as I felt. “Make sure you go in slowly, ok?”

“Ok.”

Taking a deep breath, I pushed forward and down a little, feeling a bit more of penis slide into Daisy’s vagina. Looking down I could see that all the tip was inside her.

“Stop for a second!” Daisy said, tightening her grip on my shoulders.

I stopped, my penis about a third of the way into her. “You ok?”

“Yeah… just…” She took a deep breath. “Ok, keep going.”

I pulled back a little to adjust myself and then pushed forward again. About half went in. I pulled back and pushed forward again and then let out a slow whimper of pleasure as my thirteen-year-old virgin penis sank all the way into Daisy’s thirteen-year-old vagina.

“Oh, god,” I whispered as the last bit entered her. I looked at Daisy’s face. “Are you alright?”

She winced a bit and nodded. “Yes… but don’t move for a moment.”

“Ok,” I said, perfectly content to keep my penis where it was.

“Are you all the way in?” she asked after a moment.

“Yeah,” I said, a little raggedly.

“Ok. Well… move it in and out really slowly, ok?

“Ok.”

Very uncertainly, I began to move, trying to slide my penis back and forth inside Daisy’s vagina. It took a little effort before I felt like I knew what I was doing. On the other hand, it felt incredibly good, so taking time to learn was fine with me!

“Do you like it?” Daisy asked.

“Uh-huh… yeah… oh, it’s wonderful…” Then I finally remembered to ask, “Does it feel good for you?”

Daisy shrugged a little. “It feels ok. My sister said it gets better after the first time.”

“Oh… ok.”

I put my head down against her shoulder and kept fucking her slowly. I tried to go as slow as I could, both to make it feel better for me and for her, but I knew I was going to cum pretty soon.

Sure enough, it was only after about three minutes of intercourse that I let out a gasp of pure delight as my penis began twitching inside Daisy, and for the first time in my life, shot my sperm into a girl’s vagina. In thirteen years of life it was the best thing I’d ever experienced!

As soon as I was done cumming, Daisy pushed at me and I rolled over so that I was lying next to her. We were both breathing hard and neither of us said anything.

Eventually I got back on top of her and we did it again. We had sex a total of five times that day. By the end of the day, I was pretty sure I wouldn’t be able to get it up for a week, which turned out to be wrong, of course.

Daisy never stole another one of her sister’s birth control pills and years later when I learned how they actually worked, I felt relieved that I hadn’t gotten her pregnant. Though I never hooked up with Daisy again, I still look back fondly on our one and only day together.

END

Copyright 2009 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved.

Ok, so it’s not a long story and it’s a little light on plot. Also, I’ve been watching lots of Mad Men lately. Anyhow, I hope you all liked it!

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