PAST

  chapter 1 "This is it!!! Today is your day!" I whisper to my reflection in the bathroom mirror. I can feel how violently my heart keeps hitting my chest. I guess this is what a heart attack feels like. I get why people actually die from it 'cos... damn..! I feel the minimal movement of the veins in my neck. For some reason my brain is demanding loads of blood; but i can't blame it, can i? I mean... It's going to be held responsible for however the other parts of my body reacts during the time... and it's actually trying very hard to remove and block any "WHAT IF" thoughts from my head. The mere thought of it weakened my knees. Not that i had strong knees though -- Let's just say it weakened my weak knees. But, regardless of what's happening to and in me, today is still my day! "TODAY IS MY DAY!" I quickly rinsed my face with the tap water and looked back into the mirror. I sighed softly. My heart hit my chest much harder than before, finally realizing I actually mean business. I go out the front door immediately after exiting the bathroom. "Don't think about it, Just do it!" My Oldest brother Michael advised when i consulted him the previous night. "What's the worst thing that could happen?" He added. Apparently, i already knew all of this, but i still need to hear it from someone. That's a bad habit of mine. I tend to believe something i already know concretely when someone else talks about it. Ice cream's advised followed after Michael's was done playing in my head. " Do it before someone else does." Unlike Michael, Ice cream understood me. He knew where i was coming from and what i was going through. "I know it's difficult, especially for someone like you, but grab it while you still can, else you're going to regret it." His exact words. The phrase, "Someone like you" rang in my ears the whole time. "Someone like you..." "Someone like you" On a different day, i would have taken offense in that phrase - i knew there was another reason why Ice Cream used it. "Someone like you..." I was the definition of weird, rigid, timid, And all of these were multiplied as a result of my medical condition. You can imagine what kind of a person i was. Ice cream knew exactly how i felt. How could someone like me get things done? I knock on the door slightly, and the panic attack begins. I look at my right hand and sees how wildly it shakes. I clench my fist firmly but it doesn't stop. My heart races and my breath shortens. "So, this is what asthma feels like." Thinking i was going through the worst, all of it felt like child's play the moment she opened the door and stood face to face with me. The heart attacks, the asthma, the weak knees, the tremor - all of it seemed rather inferior compared to what i was feeling at the time. Evidently, all the loads of blood my brain took wasn't used for s**t. "Goddamn it... This was a terrible idea. She looks nothing like the image of her i imagined. Yes, it was the same person, yet, She looked more intimidating in person than she did in my head. All the while we kept staring at each other silently. My eyes, almost about to pop out from their sockets, and her, looking at me confused with both brows raised. "Je-remy...?" My heart skipped a beat at the sound of her voice. I remained silent... still looking into her eyes. "Jeremy...?" she called again. "Ye-yes?" i stammered. She giggled lightly and walked up to me. "Jeremy, i was kinda busy... What's up?" "Uh-- I'm so--rry. I'll leave then." "Oh don't be ridiculous. I didn't mean it like that..." She might have thought she sounded rude or something but the truth of the matter was that, i needed an excuse to run away. Even if the wind blew wrongly, i'd have used that as an excuse to bolt. "Az-riel... There's some--thing i want to tell you..." I finally found the courage. Though i sent my gaze somewhere else. Azriel remained silent so i thought that was a sign to continue speaking. "I-I Love you..." There...! I said it! Not exactly how i thought i would, but i did. The long poem i recited a billion times last night was just a waste of time; i couldn't even recall the very first word. And even if i did, the pressure in the air would have made me cough out the words like i was in a spelling bee competition. Azriel gaped at me in silence after the words flew out of my mouth. I returned the look, waiting anxiously for what was next. "I felt an eerie sense of calm right after I confessed my feelings to her." That was one lie i read online. They had me thinking the confession was the only difficult part... Well, it wasn't. Having her stare at me with her mouth wide open was the most difficult part - Or so i thought. "Would... you say something?" I queried after a long stare contest. Azriel kept the stare up a little longer, then nonchalantly walked back into her house and shut the door at me, without saying a word. My jaw dropped in shock. "What---just--happened?" My life flashed before my eyes at that moment, because i literally felt like jumping off a cliff to my death. This shouldn't have ended up this way. I thought it would have ended up with her inviting me inside for a cup of water, but then we go inside and make out. I mean, Is that too much to ask? I felt so embarrassed, but the fact that no one was around to witness it reassured me. If no one saw it, then it never happened, right? Well of course, unless Azriel herself decides to tell the world. The truth of the matter is that even though i tried to keep a positive mind set, there was still a little voice in my head telling me this wouldn't play out like want it to. "No, think about it... with all the guys in the world, why would Azriel choose you?" And it was a hell of a good question. Why would she choose me...? someone like me. First of all, when it comes to good looks, I'm only slightly above average, on a good day, and that's that. Okay maybe not just slightly. But usually guys who aren't that good looking know how to use words to charms the girls. I don't. I'm not a part of the smart nerdy kids in school who get good grades, neither am i a part of the cool kids who don't care about getting good grades; I'm just "kinda sorta" in the middle. Moving on, I'm not so good at video games; I usually get humiliated by my friends, so i prefer single player campaign to multiplayer. "So what exactly are you good at, Jeremy...?" Oh yeah -- I'm good at hiding myself in the washroom to watch Cytherea go at it until my eyes tear up. Sometimes till i pass out. That's the only thing i can confidently say i'm good at, but besides that, I'm just an average guy who's insecure about his life. The walk from Azriel's house to mine was a really quick one. I felt like the whole neighborhood had their eyes on me. My first time confessing my feelings to a girl, and i got crashed. I wonder how i would have felt if she said NO, rather than snubbing me. "Well, that's that... i bet Cytherea is waiting impatiently for me." "Hmm--" "Parents aren't coming now..." I rush into my room and turn the lock. I hear the hard click sound and it raises my spirit. The embarrassment i felt a minute ago had quickly switched to pre-erection. After all, you need to warm up before the real match begins... everybody knows that. I bend down beside my bed and throw my right hand under it. My hand comes out with a small sized box. I put my hands in it hastily and pulled out the flash drive. A smirk slowly appears across my face. " Queen Cytherea...!" She held my shirt and whispered into my ears how much she missed me...I could feel her warm breath on my concha. "Queen Cytherea...!".     I whispered her name as she gently unbuttons my shirt with a devilish look in her eyes... She passed her hands over my bare chest; i felt the electricity travel throughout my body until it settled in my whip, almost making it spit out its content. I tried grabbing her waist with both hands but she took a couple of steps back, still looking me in the eyes and smiling. She started undressing... more slowly than i wanted, but not awfully slow like you'd imagine - Just enough to make my whip surpass its limits and increase in size. She got down on her knees and crawled to me. She unbuckled my pants, and took my whip out and buried almost the whole thing in her mouth. I gaped at her in shock as i could feel my tip touch the back of her throat. She pushed her head downwards and my whip went even deeper. The sensation sends massive shivers down my spine and my legs tremble slightly. I could feel my whip ready as ever to spit out its white contents. Her tongue was soft and warm.... I couldn't stop moaning I held her head and pushed my d**k deeper into her mouth, trying to bury the thing. She moaned. She sucked me so hard as if she were trying to pull out my soul from my d**k. It hurt a little but pleasure was more,so i appreciated it. She pulled her head backwards and revealed my whip, all drowned in saliva. Then quickly, she grabbed the lower part of my whip with her right hand and then sent the remaining back into her mouth . She moved both her head and hand up and down in sync. Every stroke she gave sent electricity throughout my body and couldn't stop grabbing my bed sheets...I realized my soul wasn't with me anymore, and it didn't take longer than a minute till i poured. Half of it went straight into her mouth and the remaining dripped from both ends of her mouth, with my whip still in there; even though it had already begun shrinking. I looked down to catch a glimpse of her beaver but i couldn't see it because of how she had bent her knees before me, yet, instead, i saw something even sexier. My d**k had already been signaled and the hardening had already begun. I saw the lean jizz gently oozing out and hitting the floor, without disconnecting. My eyes widened immediately and then a smile popped across my face. I helped her stand, and then right in front of my eyes, her kitty pushed out another juice, thicker than the first - and it just gently ran down on her inner thigh. "Cytherea..!" I felt my d**k gaining size; surpassing its limits a second time. I held her hand and drew a closer to me. She spread her legs wide as she still stood over me, with both my legs in the middle and my jack pointing and looking straight into her Cat, waiting impatiently to kiss the tip of her swollen pink c**t. I threw my hands on both sides of her waist and guided her downwards, with my jack aiming so slide in. She came down enough and my jack finally kissed the lobes of her kitty and i immediately felt the quick shiver in her. She moaned slightly but wildly. I took my right hand off her waist and sent it to my d**k. I realized how it had outgrown my hands. The thought made me chuckle in my head but i still kept my composure. "Yes... slide it in, and fill me up - it's all wet just for you." Cytherea mouthed, but i had other plans. What's the fun in rushing? I rubbed the whip all around her p***y lips. She squeezed my shoulders and pulled herself upwards as if she had already reached orgasm. I felt the shakes in her entire body, but more stronger in her legs, and i knew i was doing a fine job.   I put my hard erect d**k at the entrance of her hole. She looked at me with pleading eyes as she'd waited a long while for my d**k to fill her up. I laughed at her restlessness and planted a deep kiss on her lips. All of a sudden i felt some kind of warmth on my whip and rushed my eyes down there to have a look. I had actually thought she'd just had enough of my teases and sat on my whip, but i was wrong. Even though she couldn't take it, she was still holding up, and i briefly praised her for that.  Her Jizz dripped off her kitty and ran down my d**k. My eyes widened. Cythe-rea... I slowly brought down her waist and pressed the head against her c**t. She moaned again, but louder than before. I pressed the head against her c**t harder and then she pulled her waist slightly and sent her face towards the roof with firmly shut eyes and her wide opened mouth. Her kitty discharged another drop of jizz and it fell directly on the opening of my d**k, and i could feel it running down the inner walls of my d**k. "Queen --- Cytherea..." I was finally ready to enter her teary p***y. "Get ready... my Queen... I'll bury everything inside, and fill yo--" I heard a hard knock on my door. I didn't know who it was, but i ignored it; only concentrating on Cytherea. My eyes fixated on her dripping kitty. "Jeremy...?" Cytherea called. I immediately sent my eyes to meet hers. "Wake up...!" I opened my eyes forcefully and realized i had already fallen asleep. I looked around the corners of my room, confused. "Jus-- just a dream...? I sighed in disappointment. My thighs had loads of my jizz on them. The sight of it made me smirk. "This many huh...? I leaned back into the bed and set my eyes on the roof, thinking how it would have ended if i didn't wake up. I replayed the ending part in my head - when my d**k got in-between her kitty lips, and how her juice ran down my d**k. My d**k started getting hard with the wild thoughts. The knock on the door and the sound of Cytherea's scream-moan resonated simultaneously. I dived unto my feet as my heart skipped a beat. I had slept and left the TV on, with porn playing. "The person outside didn't hear anything... right? Of course they didn't, they wouldn't. It wasn't even that loud." The knock came again. "Jeremy -- I said open up!" Mike shouted. I sighed calmy -- Just Mike. "Give me a sec..." I threw my eyes at every corner, looking for the remote to turn off the TV, and something to wipe the whites off my thighs. "Don't you dare turn that porn off -- Open the door right now!" My eyes widen in shock... my jaws dropped... my knees weakened... "He--heard...?"