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is that I just effectively
committed rape, Gabe. It’s illegal to have sex with someone under
sixteen. I thought you were about seventeen, like me. You’re so
tall and you’re built like … like … that … you’re a big
lad.’
    ‘I swim a lot,’ I shrugged. My
body was a hell of a lot bigger and more defined than most thirteen
year olds. Damn I’d seriously just had sex with a 17 year old? Did
that qualify as sex with a cougar? Doug was going to be so
impressed.
    ‘You can’t tell your dad about
this, he’ll have me fired, or worse. Don’t tell anyone. You’d better get out of here, quickly.’
    ‘When can we do that again?’ I
asked.
    ‘We’re not doing that again,
Gabe.’ She shook her head as she stood back up and started to
button her shirt with trembling fingers. ‘Not now I know how old
you are.’
    ‘Seriously?’ I uttered. That
had just fucked up my plans for regular on tap sessions.
    ‘Yes, seriously. I’ll give you
my number, call me when you turn sixteen and I’ll happily pick this
up, but I’m not going there again until you are,’ she replied. Damn
it, why hadn’t I lied?
    ‘You’ll probably have a
boyfriend by the time I’m sixteen,’ I scowled, annoyed.
    ‘I’ve got a boyfriend now,
Gabe. I’ve never cheated on anyone before, but you … damn it, will
you just go? Stop looking at me with those bloody big beautiful
blue eyes in that gorgeous face, it’s just too much,’ she groaned
as she covered her eyes.
    ‘Can I have your number then?’
I asked, pulling my mobile out of my blazer pocket. I’d like to
fuck her again when I was sixteen, being my first was special.
Though now I’d finally done it and knew I was good at it, that I
could make a woman come with my cock and my tongue, I could
go and find other willing women. No way was I waiting another three
years to do that again. She read it out to me as I tapped it in.
‘What’s your name?’
    ‘Chelsea,’ she sighed. ‘It’s
Chelsea.’

9 Months Ago
    I sat on a
stool, my shirt sleeves rolled back, as I propped myself up on the
bar with my forearms. I looked around the room and sighed, the same
bloody faces, the same women all trying to catch my eye. I’d done
pretty much all of them before and I was actually tired of it. I
was due to finish at Dunsmaster in July, when I completed my A
levels, and I’d already decided that I wanted to attend Westhampton
Uni, in my own home city. My relationship with my dad had really
improved over the last couple of years and I’d calmed down a lot.
Doug had helped with that, as did enrolling in Ju-jitsu, giving me
a focussed, controlled outlet for my anger.
    Every week I’d come out to bars
like this with Doug, searching for something to fill a void in my
life. I didn’t actually know what I was looking for, but I wasn’t
finding it between the legs of the scores of women I’d left in my
wake. I’d even fucked one of my friend’s mothers, after she came
onto me, and had got in a fight with her husband when he caught us
having sex on the floor in the kitchen. That hadn’t gone down well
with my friend or my dad, but even sexy cougars didn’t do it for
me.
    I looked around again, most of
these women were only interested in me for my looks, definitely for
my body. I worked really hard to keep that in check, running, gym,
swimming and it all paid off when it came to my stamina in the
sack. I was a fantastic lay, just like Chelsea had promised me five
years ago. Chelsea , I felt my cock twitch at the thought of
her. We’d flirted for three years after she’d been my first in
those toilets. The day I turned sixteen I went to 26 where she
still worked, but this time I’d dragged her to the toilets and had
shown her what I’d learned in the time we’d been apart. I’d made
her come so hard she’d drawn blood biting down on my hand to try
and muffle her screams. I felt a connection with Chelsea that I
didn’t with all these other women. She knew a bit about my