Those awkward conversations

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Brandon was a released a couple of days later and our dads helped him to his room where he was room bound for the next three weeks due to his leg and arm since he couldn't use crutches and refused a wheelchair. I brought him his homework and everyone came to see him so he wouldn't be bored while he was immobile.

Although every time he had to go to the bathroom one of the guys got roped into helping him which was funny. What was not funny is the time I got stuck helping him. Do you know how hard it's not to look when your boyfriend towers over you? I made the mistake once and turned into a tomato.

What made the situation worst was when the girls found out and asked those questions everyone wants to know. How big? Let's just say if things ever progress further I was hella scared.

It wasn't until Brandon realize I had seen him when I wouldn't look at him in the face. This made for an interesting conversation between us.

He was laying on his bed and I was sitting on it with my back turned to him.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Nothing," I said looking down at my lap fidgeting with my hands.

"You've been acting weird ever since we got back from the bathroom."

"Am not," still keeping my back to him.

He thought for a moment then started laughing.

"What's so funny?" I asked slightly turning my head.

"You saw it, didn't you?" He said sitting up and moving his head to my shoulder so our faces were close.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I muttered.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about. Allie, didn't you ever seen one before? I mean you do have a brother and dad."

I turned my body so I was facing him, "Of course I've seen it. I've just never seen it now that I'm older. I mean it does change the size and it's not like they're walking around naked or anything."

He gave me a soft smile, "It's okay. I'm sure every girl gets a little frightened by the size. I know Megan did with Austin."

My mouth dropped open, "Austin and Megan have done it?!"

He realized what he just said, "Shit I wasn't supposed to say anything. He's going to kill me."

"Great, that's the last thing I needed to hear."

"Just don't say anything. I promised him I wouldn't say anything to anyone," he begged me.

"Oh trust me, I really don't want to have that conversation with him," I said waving my hand in defense.

"But seriously, what else is on your mind?" He asked taking a finger and moving a piece of hair behind my ear.

"Does it hurt?"

"What?"

"I mean does it hurt the first time?"

He gave it some thought, then said, "For the guy no but it's incredibly awkward. For the girl, it depends on the girl but yes at first it does but changes after a bit."

I looked at him with him knowing the next question and not waiting for me to ask it, "Yes I have done it and no I won't tell how many because that's my past which I prefer to leave there. I will tell you my first time was awkward and I have used protection every single time."

"I have one question?"

"What's that?"

"How old were you?"

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