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First real time
This was my 8th grade year Jr. High feels like so long ago.  I know logically it was less than 10 years but wow.

I had been dating this girl Chelsie for about a mouth which was a mini dream come true because I had a crush on her since the 6th grade.  Things were a bit strange for a couple of reasons.  First of all it was the first time I had really dated a girl who I was friends with.(or had dated much before that at all) Secondly I was really the stereotype strange yet nice geek and she was kind of the airhead blonde bad girl.  Finally it was the first girl who I had been with for over a month.  Now that you know what kind of awkward situation I was in I can continue.

So school had just ended and Chelsie rode the bus with me home I was going to help with her homework and then we’d do other things.   We got off the bus and walked toward the house.  Ever the gentleman I opened the door for her.  She said thank you and walked while I watched her butt walking in.  After grabbing a soda from the fridge we made out way to the basement to find my brother was already there.  Well that pretty much killed the moment.

So new development I had to think fast.  Peter was a distraction and with him there fun time wouldn’t be much fun.  I realized I’d have to play to my brother’s one weakness back then, money.  “Peter I will give you $5 to go upstairs and play on the computer.”  Even though he was just a 6th grader Peter knew what was happening.  He took money from my stash and went upstairs.

“Wow $5 I’m impressed.” Chelsie said sarcastically.

Completely missing the sarcasm I said, “Well I wanted him out.”  So we went over a couple of our classes.  It was this day I realized Chelsie was a lot smarter than most people gave her credit for, but I was still easily around 20 IQ points above her, maybe 30.

So we had finished our homework and still had a long time before her parents would be here so we did what any dating teenagers with a lot of time did we made out.  She was an incredible though I know she had a lot more practice than the nerd I was.  I needed to take a break to breath so we just sat on the couch and Chelsie noticed a collection of shoelaces and tape we had close together.(I don’t even remember why it was there I think Peter and I just kept shoelaces after our shoes got worn out, maybe I dreamt I would tie people up later not sure.)  I was still kind of in my own world when she said, “So do a lot of kidnapping or torture session happen here?”

“No why do you ask?”

She pointed to the mountain of shoelaces.  I connected the dots and then blushed.  “Um yeah just last week I had someone here made $5 that’s how I was able to pay Peter.”

She burst out laughing.  Then she asked if I had actually tied anyone up.
Chelsie was easy to talk to which was probably why I liked her but still I knew she wouldn’t leave it alone until I gave her an answer that sounded truthful “Um yeah when I was younger but it’s been a long time.”(Not counting 6th grade where I tied up this really mean girl mwah-hah-ha)

“So you could tie me up?” She asked and generally sounded excited. (oh heck yeah I could!)

“Okay sure.”  I grabbed one of the laces and began tying her wrist in front.  Then I grabbed another tying up her knees and tied a couple laces around her ankles.  Finally I tied a couple around her arms pinning them to her body.  As I was finishing one right below her breast I just kept staring(Chelsie was one of the first girls in the class to get breast and she had some of the larger ones too)  However I was snapped back into reality.

“Josh what are you looking at?”

“Um nothing, yeah nothing at all.”  I said with my face blushing and with a voice of a kid who just got caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

I think it was okay because she sounded playful but she said, “Josh I am going to slap you.”  Sadly enough she actually tried.

“How?  You are tied up.”  Then we kissed and I ended up on top of her.  Apparently I was getting hard and Chelsie noticed it before me.

“So are you enjoying yourself Josh?”  What kind of question was that?  Of course I was. I at the time didn’t know what it meant when my body did this if I had know I might have acted differently.

I was about to resume what we were doing when my mom called down that she had cookies for me.  I didn’t particularly want cookies at that moment but I knew if I didn’t grab them she’d get suspicious.  I also knew she would not be happy with a tied up girl in my basement.

I sprinted upstairs grabbed the cookies and went to the bathroom.  Then went back down stairs(Don’t worry I washed my hands)  Immediately Chelsie wanted a cookie.  Finding a game out of this I pinned her down and put tape over her mouth as I said, “You can have a cookie if you get the tape off.”

So I sat there eating cookies laughing as she tried feverishly to reach the tape with her hands or rub the tape off.  I swear she wanted one so bad.  I was too the last cookie and low and behold she got the tape off with her tongue.

“Mine!” she yelled.  And honestly this was the choice cookie.  Largest of the bunch with great chip to cookie ratio.  I teased trying to eat the cookie but then she just gave the look and I knew it was hers.  She really liked me feeding it to her too.
So we were about to go back at it when I heard my dad call down saying, “Josh Mr. Darbyshire called he is coming for Chelise early.”(drat) So with that new, news I worked to untie her.  The knots were not coming off either all the moving around we did really got her stuck.  I had managed to get everything but the wrist free when I heard a car pull in.  Quickly I grabbed my mom’s sewing scissors and just cut the lace. One problem gone another appeared in the form of rope burns on her wrist.  Darn her wearing a short sleeve shirt(though admitingly she had sexy arms).

“Not good Josh these are really bright.”

“Just wear my jacket, say I let you borrow it earlier because you were cold and forgot to give it back.”

She looked really relieved gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and put my jacket on which was waaaay to big for her but oh well. “See you tomorrow Josh,” was the last thing she said heading for the stairs.

That was needless to say a great day.  Sadly in a couple weeks I found out she had the hots for another guy.  A guy that I pretty much hated because he was the polar opposite to me.  I had really hoped I could had started to lead her toward a better way but I was obviously proven wrong.  Her and I would be friends again but it was never quite the same.

Description
First real time
This was my 8th grade year Jr. High feels like so long ago.  I know logically it was less than 10 years but wow.

I had been dating this girl Chelsie for about a mouth which was a mini dream come true because I had a crush on her since the 6th grade.  Things were a bit strange for a couple of reasons.  First of all it was the first time I had really dated a girl who I was friends with.(or had dated much before that at all) Secondly I was really the stereotype strange yet nice geek and she was kind of the airhead blonde bad girl.  Finally it was the first girl who I had been with for over a month.  Now that you know what kind of awkward situation I was in I can continue.

So school had just ended and Chelsie rode the bus with me home I was going to help with her homework and then we’d do other things.   We got off the bus and walked toward the house.  Ever the gentleman I opened the door for her.  She said thank you and walked while I watched her butt walking in.  After grabbing a soda from the fridge we made out way to the basement to find my brother was already there.  Well that pretty much killed the moment.

So new development I had to think fast.  Peter was a distraction and with him there fun time wouldn’t be much fun.  I realized I’d have to play to my brother’s one weakness back then, money.  “Peter I will give you $5 to go upstairs and play on the computer.”  Even though he was just a 6th grader Peter knew what was happening.  He took money from my stash and went upstairs.

“Wow $5 I’m impressed.” Chelsie said sarcastically.

Completely missing the sarcasm I said, “Well I wanted him out.”  So we went over a couple of our classes.  It was this day I realized Chelsie was a lot smarter than most people gave her credit for, but I was still easily around 20 IQ points above her, maybe 30.

So we had finished our homework and still had a long time before her parents would be here so we did what any dating teenagers with a lot of time did we made out.  She was an incredible though I know she had a lot more practice than the nerd I was.  I needed to take a break to breath so we just sat on the couch and Chelsie noticed a collection of shoelaces and tape we had close together.(I don’t even remember why it was there I think Peter and I just kept shoelaces after our shoes got worn out, maybe I dreamt I would tie people up later not sure.)  I was still kind of in my own world when she said, “So do a lot of kidnapping or torture session happen here?”

“No why do you ask?”

She pointed to the mountain of shoelaces.  I connected the dots and then blushed.  “Um yeah just last week I had someone here made $5 that’s how I was able to pay Peter.”

She burst out laughing.  Then she asked if I had actually tied anyone up.
Chelsie was easy to talk to which was probably why I liked her but still I knew she wouldn’t leave it alone until I gave her an answer that sounded truthful “Um yeah when I was younger but it’s been a long time.”(Not counting 6th grade where I tied up this really mean girl mwah-hah-ha)

“So you could tie me up?” She asked and generally sounded excited. (oh heck yeah I could!)

“Okay sure.”  I grabbed one of the laces and began tying her wrist in front.  Then I grabbed another tying up her knees and tied a couple laces around her ankles.  Finally I tied a couple around her arms pinning them to her body.  As I was finishing one right below her breast I just kept staring(Chelsie was one of the first girls in the class to get breast and she had some of the larger ones too)  However I was snapped back into reality.

“Josh what are you looking at?”

“Um nothing, yeah nothing at all.”  I said with my face blushing and with a voice of a kid who just got caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

I think it was okay because she sounded playful but she said, “Josh I am going to slap you.”  Sadly enough she actually tried.

“How?  You are tied up.”  Then we kissed and I ended up on top of her.  Apparently I was getting hard and Chelsie noticed it before me.

“So are you enjoying yourself Josh?”  What kind of question was that?  Of course I was. I at the time didn’t know what it meant when my body did this if I had know I might have acted differently.

I was about to resume what we were doing when my mom called down that she had cookies for me.  I didn’t particularly want cookies at that moment but I knew if I didn’t grab them she’d get suspicious.  I also knew she would not be happy with a tied up girl in my basement.

I sprinted upstairs grabbed the cookies and went to the bathroom.  Then went back down stairs(Don’t worry I washed my hands)  Immediately Chelsie wanted a cookie.  Finding a game out of this I pinned her down and put tape over her mouth as I said, “You can have a cookie if you get the tape off.”

So I sat there eating cookies laughing as she tried feverishly to reach the tape with her hands or rub the tape off.  I swear she wanted one so bad.  I was too the last cookie and low and behold she got the tape off with her tongue.

“Mine!” she yelled.  And honestly this was the choice cookie.  Largest of the bunch with great chip to cookie ratio.  I teased trying to eat the cookie but then she just gave the look and I knew it was hers.  She really liked me feeding it to her too.
So we were about to go back at it when I heard my dad call down saying, “Josh Mr. Darbyshire called he is coming for Chelise early.”(drat) So with that new, news I worked to untie her.  The knots were not coming off either all the moving around we did really got her stuck.  I had managed to get everything but the wrist free when I heard a car pull in.  Quickly I grabbed my mom’s sewing scissors and just cut the lace. One problem gone another appeared in the form of rope burns on her wrist.  Darn her wearing a short sleeve shirt(though admitingly she had sexy arms).

“Not good Josh these are really bright.”

“Just wear my jacket, say I let you borrow it earlier because you were cold and forgot to give it back.”

She looked really relieved gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and put my jacket on which was waaaay to big for her but oh well. “See you tomorrow Josh,” was the last thing she said heading for the stairs.

That was needless to say a great day.  Sadly in a couple weeks I found out she had the hots for another guy.  A guy that I pretty much hated because he was the polar opposite to me.  I had really hoped I could had started to lead her toward a better way but I was obviously proven wrong.  Her and I would be friends again but it was never quite the same.