New Passion

by Hardman

Trevor was never very popular in school. In fact, he was down right ridiculed and hurt in many circumstances. This, along with his thin frame, acne, and generally unattractive appearance made him very self-conscious. All of these combined resulted in one fairly unpopular and unhappy fellow.

When high school began, Trevor had pretty much lost all hope for his existence. He had been able to keep a few friends earlier in life, but when he lost touch with them during his sophomore year he realized how much pain and hardship it causes a guy of his physical and social character to keep any relationship with people...and none of his old friends seemed to care about him enough to try to rekindle their relationships. So he drifted along, nerdy, cold, and agonized. He had always been dweller of internet chat rooms and message boards, and he soon made a new discovery; blogsites owned by his classmates. He took keen interest in the lives of his real-life peers, checking their sites every day. Getting a glimpse into the things he wasn't experiencing gave him some solace.

One girl he took particular interest in was Krissy, an honor student and member of the academic team, and she reflected her intelligence through her writings on her blog. She was one of few girls who pulled off the "cute" and "hot" look at the same time.

This was around Trevor's junior year, and he soon developed a crush on Krissy. But Krissy was a senior, and when she graduated she moved down from their home in Oklahoma to the University of Texas in Austin, Texas. Of course, Trevor never mustered the courage to talk to her. He continued to check her website, but she updated less frequently, and naturally she started to vanish from his life. Over the next schoolyear, he began working out, and with all the frustration of his life he vented at the gym he soon shot up to about 180 pounds of muscle and just %4 body fat. He also got rid of his acne via dermatologist appointments. Towards the end of the year, he joined the Americorps, which is like the domestic Peace Corps, and he was assigned to help build houses for poor people down in Austin.

One thing he enjoyed was going to parties held by UT students. Although still suffering from social anxiety, he had gained a little superficial confidence from his new appearance and could now hold conversations with people better. One cool Texas evening in April, he was sitting in a bustling house with loud rap music playing, knocking back a few beers with his best friend Ryan. Many people were walking around socializing or going on drunken adventures in an alcoholic stupor, but Trevor liked to lean back and take it easy. After a few minutes he saw Krissy, in the flesh, socializing in a crowd of people. He had on occasion considered the chance of a random encounter, but he dismissed it as highly unlikely from a school of 20,000 students. She saw him too an quickly walked over to him.

She smiled and said "Hey, I remember you from high school."

"Yeah," Trevor responded, and not knowing what to say, mimicked:"I remember you too." He felt like the conversation skills and confidence he had gained over the past year just flown out the window.

She sat down, and started up a conversation about the standard topics; what they were doing there, future plans, introducing Trevor's friend Ryan to her. Her charming personality settled Trevor, and he knew he had to make a move.

"Hey, do you want to go somewhere a little quieter?" he asked. "Sure."

So they left Ryan and made their way to a bedroom in the back of the house. Trevor was impressed by her demeanor and quirky sense of humor. He was nervous, but she carried the conversation on. She noticed this, and commented on how much of a baller he must be that in all of the commotion of the party he could just take it easy and chill with his friend. She also said that she like his "new appearance". Trevor wondered if she was hinting something at him, and decided to play on it...

"So, would you consider me more attractive now than in high school?", he asked.

"Exponentially."

"That's good," he smiled,"because you're just as attractive as ever." She laughed. "I can tell you're nervous."

"I'm sorry, you'll have to excuse my anxiety because I really have no control over myself in situations like this."

"It's ok, I really think you have a cute personality, and at least you're not an imcompetent moron."

"So you think I'm cute, what does that mean?"

Krissy decided that it would be best to leave him hanging at that point...but wanting more.

"Wait," Trevor said,"I want to ask you for your number and ask you out tommorow." She happily obliged.

"Ok, now I would like to ask you to kiss me goodnight." She put her hands on his shoulders. He kissed her on the foorhead slowly enough for it to be more than "brotherly".

The next night he grilled something up on a public grill in a park and they ate under the stars. All in all it was a classic "romantic" night and the Trev was feeling pretty confident. This time he asked Krissy if he could go home with her.

A stranger in a private home, he keenly followed her around her house. They went to her room, and he was excited by the tought that her naked body had probably been there just hours before. He sat down.

"I have a confession to make. I kind of had a crush on you in high school. I read your internet blog, and I couldn't help but think I would have liked to get to know you better."

"Really? Dude, you just keep getting cuter as I get to know you. So...what did you do when you thought about me?"

"Do you really have to ask? You drove me crazy."

"Did you think of me while making love?"

"Well..."

"Ah, I see, you were 'saving yourself' for me." She laughed. She gazed into his blue eyes with her green eyes. He nervously swallowed. She touched his face and kissed him, this time on the lips.

"I want you to make me feel good, baby." she said. "I want you so bad.", she said as she was kissing his neck. Trevor's stomach fluttered when he heard this.

She jumped off the bed and began to take his his clothes off, and Trevor fumbled with his buttons trying to assist. Naked, he laid there with his penis already becoming hard while she disrobed in front of him.

Krissy was an ex-cheerleader, with large round breasts, brown hair coming down to her shoulders, unblemished and naturally tanned skin, and a perfect ass. She stood at around 5 ft. 4 in.

Trevor's light skin, blonde hair and muscular 6 ft. 2 in. frame contrasted sharply against her.

She sat on his lap, with her ass perched above his dick, and they began making out. Trevor nibbled her neck, but the feeling of her ass pressing against his dick became too much and he knew he had to change it up or it would be all over.

He turned her over and tossed her into the middle of the bed. He went down on her, working his tongue on her clitoris and fingering her pussy, and she began moaning loudly almost immediately. He then stuck his tongue into her pussy as she rubbed herself. He erected himself onto his knees and watched with satisfaction as she lay there naked, pleasuring herself in the dim orange light of the only light in the room. Krissy took advantage of his new positions and leaned up, kissing and then slowly working his cock into her mouth. She moved her mouth up and down his shaft and then began sucking hard on the head. She looked up at Trevor adoringly as he gasped for breath, and he returned the glance.

This didn't last long until she stopped and said: "I want you to make love to me, Trevor."

"Oh god yes," he said, "but I don't have a condom."

"It's ok, I'm on the pill." And this was enough to keep Trevor content.

She leaned back and spread her legs with her knees bent up as he licked her nipples, and then inserted himself into her. He began thrusting his hips towards her, and momentarily leaned down to kiss her on the lips as he continued. He soon began jerking his dick between her vaginal walls much like he would do with his own hand in masturbation.

"Oh my god," he sighed, "you're so soft inside." And she was indeed softer than his hand.

With each thrust his chest slid across her breasts. She rubbed her hands against his back and pulled him closer. He looked up to see her eyes closed and mouth open as he nailed her.

She opened her eyes and looked at him, and they awkwardly changed positions. She got on top and sat on his dick, moving her body up and down sliding her wet cunt against his dick, as she arched her head upwards. He moaned placed his hands on her legs as she worked his 7 inch boner even deeper, and as she began riding harder she began screaming in pleasure. Trevor reluctantly moaned loudly as he reached climax. As he shot his semen deep into her pussy, he thought it wouldn't even really matter if he got such a wonderful person pregnant, and in his ecstasy he could imagine being happy the rest of his life if he was with her.

"Oh my god, I rammed her so hard dude," Trevor told his friend Ryan the next day.

"Awesome, did she cum?" Ryan asked.

"Yeah, she came all over my dick, we didn't even need lubricant."

"Good shit man."

Trevor and Krissy spent the next couple of weeks together. She had given him a new passion for life that he had never experienced, and he tried to express his admiration as best as he could. He fell in love with everything she did, and she returned the feelings.

Those few weeks were bliss, and I think they really did love each other. But Krissy still had feelings for an old boyfriend of hers, and Trevor realized that the whole situation would just end in heartbreak for everyone, so they called it off. He was dissappointed, but he learned things from her that would follow him for the rest of his life and make him a better person. Trevor was alone a lot of his life, and he would be alone again for a while, but at least he learned how to love.

They both agreed to stay in touch with each other, and maybe someday they had a chance encounter like the one that night.