She offers a different solution

“Maybe… maybe we should get you out of that wet shirt?” After sharing the same eye contact that they had after their first, brief kiss two weeks ago, Courtney smiled at Jeremy, her heart racing with excitement from having made the first verbal romantic initiative in her life. It certainly wouldn’t be the last, and she genuinely hoped that all of them would be directed at Jeremy.

“You want that?” Jeremy felt the need to ask her, and watched as Courtney nodded her head while struggling to maintain eye-contact with him.

Taking a step back and ignoring the fact that he hated to let go off her, no matter what the reason for it was, Jeremy reached up and dug his fingers under the neckline of his t-shirt, but was stopped by her pressing her hand against his stomach, the palm of her hand softly circling over his impressive six-pack.

“Can I do it?” Courtney’s voice was now such a mix of innocence and excitement that Jeremy doubted that he could deny her anything as long as she sounded like that. Not that that particular list had been particularly long to begin with.

Fumbling with the hem of his shirt for a few seconds, Courtney at first fidgeted with the garment, having a hard time accepting that the way in which its wetness made it cling to his back meant that she would have to use a little more force than she was currently enjoying.

Courtney bobbed her head up and down as she agonized on whether to try to keep looking him straight in the eyes or to admire the view of more and more of his abdomen being exposed thanks to her touch.

Eventually, when Courtney had managed to lift Jeremy’s shirt up far enough for his nipples to be exposed, he decided to help her out by once more grabbing hold of the neckline of it and pulling it over his head.

Tossing his t-shirt aside, Jeremy had been about to say something to Courtney when she shut up by placing her hands on his waist, keeping them tantalizingly close to his achingly hard cock, and then reached down to undo the front of his pants.

“Courtney,” Jeremy was fighting hard to keep from sounding as though he had regressed back to the pubescent state where his voice was constantly changing, “those aren’t wet.”

“Oh,” Courtney’s response was enough to make Jeremy realize that she had failed to realize that he had meant it as a joke.

“Wait, wait, wait!” Jeremy blurted out when Courtney began to pull her fingers away from the half-opened zipper of his pants.

Her eyes widening as she felt Jeremy place his hand on hers and pull it back towards his crotch, straightening out her previously bent arm, Courtney first gulped and then offered him another smile as she finished the job of pulling his zipper all the way down.

It was a bit complicated for Jeremy to keep Courtney’s body pressed against his and to maintain their next passionate kiss while at the same time wriggling out of his shorts, but he did so to the best of his ability, and would eventually be able to step out of them to stand before her in nothing more than his boxers.

Digging his thumbs in under the elastic waistband of his underwear, Jeremy first yanked them upwards and then pulled them down to release his erect cock, the way in which it sprang forwards to make contact with her taut belly causing Courtney to gasp into his mouth as she got a first proper sense of how warm and hard it felt against her skin.

Trying his best to deal with his strong inclination to take Courtney there and then, without even getting fully out of his boxers first, Jeremy thought back to what his father, Tommy Sr., had told him about girls two years earlier.

Never a subtle man, Tommy Sr. had taken the time after one of their training sessions to explain to Jeremy how it would be less painful for a girl to loose her virginity if she did so shortly after having had an orgasm.

Unprepared for carrying a conversation about such things with his dad, and feeling somewhat confused about it all, Jeremy had asked Tommy Sr. why he was so sure that he would end up having sex with a virgin, although he did so in a much more roundabout way.

“Oh,” his father had formed his mouth into a knowing grin, “you’ll figure that out soon enough.”

“Jeremy,” the sound of Courtney’s voice ringing in his ears after she had ended their lip-lock brought Jeremy back to the present, “please say it again.”

“What?”

“You know…”

“Oh… I love you.”

That declaration from Jeremy was enough to make Courtney press herself against him as hard as she could, and she had soon gone on to plant a succession of quick, short kisses on his lips which developed into another long one, this one seeming to be stretched out long enough to last for several hours.

Even as they carried on their kiss, Jeremy reached down and pulled up one of Courtney’s legs until it was pointing straight ahead and rubbing against his hip as he moved his hand onto the underside of her thigh in order to support her new stance, his cock twitching against her stomach as his slowly worked his hand closer and closer to the lips of her sex.