The First Month:
“Oh baby! Mmmm! I love being here with you… Mmmm yeah right there!” My girlfriend sighs heavily and her body contracts around my dick.
“Shit angel, I’m almost there. So close hold on!” I push harder and harder trying to reach my orgasm that is just barely out of reach.
“Fuck Ethan, you’ve been going for the better part of an hour and you ain’t came once. I’m done. Let it go,” she says as she slides out from under me, leaving me hard and frustrated. This is gonna be a lonely night.
My name is Ethan Mathews. Nothing really special about me, I’m an average guy with an average shitty life. I’m 5’7, 155 pounds. I’m not just nothing but muscle but I’d say that I’m pretty fit. I’m not overly huge. Just a little over 8 inches but my girlfriends tell me I’m big so whatever. I’m 17 and from a small town in Texas. I would say that I’m a good ole’ boy. But that will change soon.
One Week Later:
“What the fuck do you mean you found someone else?!” My voice is tempered with undiluted rage and I can barely control myself.
“I mean that it’s not working between us anymore. I’m sorry, you know I’ll always love you,” my now ex girlfriend whispers into the phone.
“Love me?! Bullshit! Woman don’t you dare lie to me like that! This is not how its gonna end! Before god I swear it isn’t!” at this point subtlety isn’t my strong suit.
“Ethan there’s nothing else to say. I’m sorry, just let me go…” I hear the tears on the other end of the line but it’s not enough to force my sympathies.
“I swear to you Maggie, I swear that by the end of the week that I will go out and fuck a random girl. You say you love me? Prove it. Stop me. You know how.” Don’t you just love a guys bargaining skills?
“Ethan do what you want. It’s not my concern anymore” The line goes dead as I whisper my last “I Love You” into the receiver.
My anger was so intense that I threw my cell across the room and shattered it on the wall. “Well there goes $300” I thought to myself darkly.
I went into the living room and grabbed the house phone, ignoring the questions from my family and hitting the speed dial for my best friend Desmond.
“Hey bro, I need your ass here before I go crazy, Maggie just left me, turns out she’s been fuckin around for the past 8 months.” At this point I’m way too exhausted to be any kind of mad. And I could tell that freaked him out.
“Shit man, ight. I’m pulling out now” then I hear the sound of a ignition and the line goes dead. 5 minutes later he walks through my door and straight into my room.
“Hey man, how ya holdin up?”
“Shit man, I don’t know.