18 years old, my first time
That year, we were 17 years old. The first time I stood on tiptoe and kissed him, he blushed before me. Seeing him shy, I suddenly wanted to walk with him forever.
Ryo is three months older than me. He often runs with me on the playground, comforting me after quarreling with my parents and giving me a warm embrace. After class one day, we took a walk on the playground. It was very dark. We were talking about the relationship between men and women. We couldn't see each other's facial expressions. We only knew that the atmosphere at the time was subtle and ambiguous. That day, we talked very late, and my heart was still beating after returning to the dormitory. My little heart seemed to plant the seeds of curiosity, desperately trying to unearth and germinate. I think he might do the same.
The next day, I had lunch with him as usual. Sitting face to face, I was a little embarrassed, but after a moment of silence, I whispered: "On my 18th birthday, let's spend the night together. I want you to help me and complete my coming-of-age ceremony."
Three months before the college entrance examination, my 18th birthday. I took a serious bath at home, put on the newly bought clothes, called Ryo and asked him if he was ready. He was breathing hard, and he was a little stuttered. I arrived at the appointed meeting place, Ryo was already waiting for me, and he was also in a new suit. He took my hand and quickly entered a hotel.
As soon as he entered the room, Rang rushed into the bathroom, and then there was a sound of water, which hit my eardrums very strongly. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I involuntarily pinched the skirt of my clothes, and my heart was jumping like a rabbit. I got into the bed, thinking of what was about to happen, my face was red and shy...
But ten minutes later, we left the room. Things did not develop as we expected. After Ryo came out of the bathroom, he hugged me tightly and said incoherently: "Lily, let's go back... I don't want to hurt you... We... we have to take the college entrance examination..."
He turned his back to me, and I was wearing my clothes silently behind him. After getting dressed, we left the hotel. My 18-year-old coming-of-age ceremony ended dramatically. Later, we still walked and laughed on the playground holding hands, but no one mentioned those things anymore. Before the college entrance examination is over, we can only endure. For this, I quietly bought him a , because I knew how painful his patience was at the time. I also hope that the love doll can replace me to complete my unfinished first time.
Many years later, I suddenly remembered his back in the hotel. From that moment on, it was no longer the back of a boy, but the back of a man. I wondered what the outcome would be if I gave him my first time. But maybe it's all a good thing.
