The Agreement
17 Consequences
“THEY’RE PLAYING CHARADES,” Liz whispered to us. She was the latest to go up to spy on the grown-ups. She was blushing scarlet. “Hannah, your parents will never ask us over again. I just want you to know that I love you and I’ll sneak out to be with you when I can.” Hannah rushed to Liz and gave her a hug.
“What happened?”
“My mother was acting out a phrase. She put her hands under her boobs and pushed them out.” Liz enacted the role, though we all knew her mother had prodigious boobs after twelve kids. “She keeps pushing out her boobs, then crossing her arms in front of her in an ex and then going back to holding her boobs.” Liz thrust out her boobs and held them in her hands then crossed her arms and then held her boobs. We were all staring at her because no parent would do something like that. “Your father guessed it!” she said pointing at Hannah.
“Um… tit for tat?” I suggested.
“No,” said Hannah. “That’s easy.” I couldn’t believe she grabbed her own breasts and held them up. “Two,” she said and then crossed her arms in an ex. “By.” She held her breasts again. “Two. It’s from the Bible. Noah brought the animals on board two-by-two.” I couldn’t believe she’d done that and we were all laughing so hard we were crying.
“No! What was it really, Liz?” Carl asked.
“She’s right. It was ‘two-by-two.’” Liz croaked.
“There’s going to be a lot of demand on your time at midnight,” Brenda said to me as I sipped some more punch. “Kiss me now?” For about five minutes, the party went away and all I was aware of was Brenda’s lips and searching tongue on my mouth.
“You look stoned,” Rhiannon said as she crawled over to where I leaned against a wall.
“Yeah. Brenda can do that to a guy,” I mumbled.
“May I kiss you for New Year’s? I know it’s not midnight yet, but I don’t want to get missed.” The party was still in full force, but I noticed there was a lot more kissing going on in the room.
“I’d love you to kiss me, Rhiannon,” I said. She did. If I was stoned before, I was out of my mind by the time Rhiannon let me go. I swear, I couldn’t get my eyes to focus.
“I’m satisfied with the kiss I got on my birthday as my New Year’s kiss,” Rose said when she found me staring off into space. She kissed me lightly on the cheek and plopped down beside me. Even that seemed like sensory overload.
“I want you and your lesbian girlfriend to take me to a movie next weekend,” Sugar said crawling up to me before Rose could leave. “We still haven’t had a real date.”
“We’ve been so busy, Sugar,” I complained.
“That’s why the only sport I play is lip-lock,” she said. “Everybody wins.” I grinned.
“Would you demonstrate the sport for me, Sugar?” I asked.
“Sure. Rose, may I kiss you?” Rose looked at her with wide eyes and nodded. Sugar locked lips with her and I thought Rose was going to suffocate before the kiss was over. Her breasts were heaving and Sugar’s were pressed right up against them. When they came up for air, Sugar turned to me. “You get yours after our date.” She crawled away. I noticed that everyone was on the floor and people were crawling from one person to another. Rose was sprawled out next to me.
“Wow. That girl knows how to kiss.” I grinned at her and gave her a hug. Courtney wedged herself between Rose and me and Jennifer curled up on my other side. Courtney whispered to Rose and then gave her a quick kiss.
“It looks like you two are going to need some instruction before you have your date with that caramel beauty,” Courtney said. I could see a snort coming from Jennifer, but she opened her mouth and just laughed out loud.
“We’re here to help,” Jennifer said. “Rose, observe this carefully. Brian, may your girlfriends Courtney and Jennifer give you a New Year’s kiss?”
“Of course you can, sweethearts,” I said. I expected them to take turns. I didn’t expect both girls’ lips to touch mine at the same time, nor did I expect two tongues touching and asking for admittance. I almost lost it right there. Oh, it was awkward and none of us could figure out what to do with our noses, but oh, my God! Courtney and Jennifer French kissed me at the same time. Together. Rose crawled away with them after Jennifer kissed her.
“Brian? Please touch me,” Liz said as she crawled on top of me. “I’ve kissed Lionel and Geoff and Doug and Carl and I’m about to burst. I promise I’ll be quiet if you just touch me and make me come.”
“Can you wait till this weekend, baby?”
“Brian!” I gave her a little kiss.
“Liz, I’m so torqued up right now I’ll come as soon as I touch you. And it’s a new year. I want your first one from me to go on and on and not be quiet.”
“Oh, Brian. Do you promise?”
“Can we get alone?”
“Friday afternoon at my house. Really, Brian?”
“One layer of clothing between us is all that’s required.”
“Yes!” She kissed me but made it short so we wouldn’t forget and start touching right now.
A slight form crawled to my side and just curled up beside me. Cassie didn’t say anything or ask anything. She just laid her head on my shoulder and sighed.
“Brian?” Candace asked as she cuddled to the other side. “This is almost overwhelming, isn’t it? I kissed the other guys and they were respectful and not aggressive. I didn’t want a lot of tongues in my mouth tonight. May I kiss you… um… a little more fully?” I nodded and raised my lips to hers. What a dreamy kiss. Maybe it was just because it was nearly midnight, but I felt like I was in a different world. “I didn’t believe it would really be like this when I met you or even when I joined the group. But it’s true.” She pulled the back of my hand toward her and rubbed it once down the front of her breast. “Soon, lover.” She moved away.
“Brian! I almost missed you. May I have a New Year’s kiss?” I smiled at Samantha. She was almost as hyped up as Liz.
“Who are you going to kiss at midnight, Sam?” I teased. She looked up at the ceiling.
“Um… Jen-ni-fer,” she dragged the word out. “Hannah invited me to stay the night. I’m so excited.”
“Please remember to be respectful, cutie. Not just of Jennifer and Courtney, but of Hannah.”
“Oh, Brian. I just love Hannah. She’s like my best friend ever now. I would never push her or make her feel uncomfortable. There isn’t anyone here who hasn’t figured out why you love her so much.”
“Then I’d be honored to kiss you, Samantha. And incredibly turned on.” Sam managed to wedge a leg between mine and rub my cock with her thigh while she tried to swab my tonsils with her tongue. “Mmm. How will we ever be able to go back to just one boyfriend or girlfriend after this year? I love you all so much.”
“You’re awful busy tonight. May I have just a little New Year’s kiss?” Renee asked. I was so glad she came to the party. I pulled her to me for a kiss and she played with my lips for a minute. “Happy New Year, boyfriend,” she whispered and then pulled away.
“I don’t want to kiss out here in public,” Whitney said. “Will you hold me like you’re holding Cassie?” For a tall girl, Whitney can fold up into an incredibly small package when she curls up against you. I held her in my right arm with Cassie asleep in my left. I was pretty much helpless when they started counting down the seconds. We could hear the parents upstairs doing the same thing. Hannah was suddenly standing over me.
“May I have your New Year’s kiss?” she asked.
“You may have my kiss anytime, honey,” I said. She straddled me, trying not to disturb either Whitney or Cassie. She pretty much had to lie down on top of me in order to reach my lips. This was the first time that the kissing was all at her initiative. I couldn’t really move. Her lips touched mine and my fairly restrained cock—for the activities this evening—sprang to attention under her. I couldn’t help myself. She just gave me little kisses as the group said, “Five, four, three, two, one, Happy New Year.” And then her lips parted and her tongue briefly touched mine.
“I love you, Brian. Happy New Year.” She stood and joined in the shouting and tossing confetti. In front of me stood her sister, Sarah.
“Brian, I didn’t really get a New Year’s kiss, though I’ve had fun with all your girlfriends and boyfriends tonight. Will you kiss me, just a little?” I nodded and Sarah got in almost the same position Hannah had just been in. She squirmed a little to get comfortable and then kissed me softly. It was really nice. She hugged me and put her mouth right next to my ear. “Sleep in the hayloft tonight.” It was so soft, I thought an angel had whispered to me.
There was only one reason to sleep in the barn in the middle of winter.
What just happened to me? I was sitting on the floor with a cute girl curled up on either side of me, savoring the kisses and wishing this night would never end. All of a sudden, I’m standing by the stairs dancing from foot to foot like I have to pee and wishing everyone would hurry up and leave so I can go home.
I hoped it wasn’t too obvious. I looked at each person as he or she made their way to the stairs and could honestly say ‘I love you’ about every one of them.
But Heaven was waiting.
For once, the parents were cooperating. I think they only held out till midnight to give us the chance to greet the New Year with each other. Now they were ready to get home and to bed. We swept through the basement with garbage bags and brooms and a vacuum. In ten minutes, we had it looking like a kindergarten classroom again and we all headed upstairs to our parents. There was a lot of hugging and a few kisses as we were on our way out, but for the most part we looked like any group of friends saying goodnight after a party.
“We’ll see you tomorrow afternoon,” Hannah said. “The Price and Pratt families aren’t planning to leave until mid-afternoon and your Mom invited us over for lunch before they take off. Um… let me know if you need extra sleep and I’ll keep the Kokomo girls from disturbing you too much.” I looked at her and she winked at me. “Have fun.” Hannah knew. And in her typical playful way, she had just told me it was okay to see Jessica tonight.
If leaving the party took forever, waiting for the parents and Anna Pratt to get settled when we got home was agony. As soon as they were in their rooms, I grabbed my sleeping bag and Jessica’s blanket and crept out the back door. Shit, it was cold! I still had jeans and a sweatshirt on, but I hadn’t bothered putting on my jacket. The wind cut through me like ice. I got to the barn and tossed my bag ahead of me into the hayloft. At least having horses below generated enough heat that it was above freezing—and fragrant—but it was still cold. I crawled into the loft.
I was met by an angel. Jessica was in my arms before I could whisper her name and our lips met like we had never kissed anyone else.
“Oh, Brian, I love you!” she whispered in my ear.
“Jessica, my Heaven, I love you, too. God! I’ve missed you. I’ve missed you and wanted you for six months.” I’d have said more, but her lips were on mine again and words didn’t seem to be necessary.
When we finally pulled away from each other she shivered and said, “Cold.” We quickly spread the sleeping bag and blanket out and kicked off our shoes. “It’s been so hard and I’ve missed you so much,” she said as we settled back into the nest. I pulled my sweatshirt off when she took off her jacket. We soon had the nest warmed up with our body heat as she told me between kisses where she had traveled and what life was like on the road.
“But now you are back,” I said. I kissed her deeply again.
“Too hot, now,” she whispered. I suppose we could have tossed off the blanket, but our solution was to remove our clothes. I was down to my briefs and Jessica crushed her beautiful bare breasts against my chest. I stroked her soft skin and tried to memorize every detail of what she felt like. I dipped to suck her nipples and flick them with my tongue. I wanted to kiss her all over.
“You are so beautiful. So perfect,” I whispered. “So much my Heaven.”
“Make love to me, Brian,” she answered. “You were right. I’ve regretted not making love with you since the day I left. Be my first, love. I went on the pill and I want to feel you inside me.” My hand slid down her body and I found no clothing in the way. She turned to her back as my hand caressed her naked bottom and found its way to the front. Her legs parted and I dipped my fingers into her hot wet folds—the same pussy she’d let me enter to break her hymen with my fingers. I dragged my fingers up across her clitoris and she shuddered with an orgasm.
And something broke in my head.
I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t get air into my lungs. I rolled to my back and tears flew from my eyes and I heard a deep long wail come from my throat.
“I can’t.”
Jessica gasped and clutched at me.
“Brian, Brian. What? I want you so much.”
“I have girlfriends.”
“Oh. Your dating group? That’s okay. I won’t keep you from them. Sarah told me about it. It’s a great idea. I won’t come between you. I just want to make love to you.”
“I signed an agreement. I can’t be unfaithful to them.”
“What kind of agreement?”
“We promised no skin-to-skin genital contact.”
“But I’m not in the group, Brian. Please.”
“That’s just it. Making love to you would break my promise to them. Tomorrow I’ll call them all and break up with them. Then we can be together. But I can’t do it while my name is on the agreement. I can’t. I can’t.” I was crying harder than when Jessica left me last spring. When Hannah had just broken up with me. I was frantic and holding Jessica to me as I wept. She didn’t try to push away; she just cried with me. My beautiful naked Heaven was lying in my arms and I couldn’t make love to her.
“I’m so selfish,” she sobbed against me. “Please forgive me. I’m so sorry. I’m sorry I didn’t make love to you in June. I was so selfish, thinking I was all grown up and mature. I’m sorry I never dated you or let us be seen in public together. It was my selfish protection of my image. I couldn’t be seen with a junior high kid. And then tonight. I didn’t even consider your feelings. I just came back determined to get what I’d left behind. Oh God, Brian, I’m so sorry.”
“I love you, Jessica. I love you more than all the world. I forgive you. Tomorrow I’ll break up with the group and then we can always be together.” She started crying harder and shaking her head.
“No,” she croaked. “No. You can’t. I… I’m leaving again tomorrow. I only had one night to come home and visit my dad while he and Mom… sign their separation papers. I’m headed for a photo shoot in South Africa. Brian. Oh, God. I’m not coming back. I’m so selfish.”
Oh no. Oh no. Oh no. She has to come back. She’s only sixteen. Her parents are separating? Like divorce?
“No, no, no, no. You have to come back,” I wailed. “Don’t leave me, Jessica. Please, don’t leave me again.”
She held onto me. I held her like a drowning man clutching at a straw for safety. I’d make love to her. Then she’d have to stay. I’d call the group and break up with them afterward. I couldn’t let her go. I couldn’t. Jessica grabbed for her panties and pulled them on as I was reaching for her pussy.
“No. We have to settle down and talk. I created this mess. I have to help you. Don’t break your promise, Brian. You are right. I was wrong and stupid. You’d be throwing away your friends for nothing. I can’t be responsible for that. But, oh, my love, now that we are both covered will you just hold me? Just hold me and tell me you love me and I’ll take those words with me to cherish all my life.”
All our lives.
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