Insight into the Mind of Mine

Chapter 6: Entrapped

It was the beginning of July now, and Gabby became more and more needy with the sex. At first, I enjoyed it because I was a hormonal teenager, but over time it became humiliating. But let's take time to see how this happened. First thing I would like to mention is the lack of protection. I offered to get protection so that we could be safe, but Gabby dissuaded me from doing so because she said, "I takes away from the pleasure." That is the reason we never used condoms. Okay, getting back to the main story here, it was about a week after losing my virginity that Gabby wanted to have sex again. I agreed again, and went over to her house again. She was just in a bra and panties when I came into her room. We slowly got into foreplay as we disrobed each other. We were both naked and she wanted cuddle, so we did for a bit. While we were cuddling she moved her hand to my penis and started to stroke it. She was stroking it slowly taking time to look at it. She noticed a darker spot that I had on my tip, and asked me if it was a birth mark. I embarrassingly told her no, and started to explain that that was a burn. I told her that I got the burn because one time while I was cooking myself lunch on the stove, I was feeling horny. I knew how smooth the stove top was, so I slipped it out and started to rub it on the stove top. What I didn't know, was that even with one burner on, the whole stove top was heated, so I immediately felt the tip of my dick being burned. A screamed and ran to the bathroom. I ran my tip under cold water until it wasn't burning anymore. I looked at it to see the damaged, but the only thing that showed up was the burn mark. She giggled at the thought of it, and kept of stroking it and taking her finger and playing with the pre-cum. She finally stood up and crouched over my now hard cock. She wanted to try the cowgirl position. I enjoyed the position because I could see all of her assets. It was a tiring position though, so we switched to missionary. Both of us really liked missionary, and it became our main position when we did have sex. We did the missionary position until I made her cum, and then I pulled out and came on her chest again. Then, like all of the previous times, we got dressed and I had to leave. This session was extra intense though, we tried a lot of new things that really exhausted me physically. This is the one that started the downward spiral because after that day, it was like three times a week that we did it. I felt that I couldn't deny it because I wanted to make her happy, but I began to feel like a piece of meat. To solidify this feeling, let me share with you an anime watching marathon we had. I went over to her house one day where we were going to try to watch all of Mushishi. Her mom was home, but it was okay because 1. she liked me a lot, and 2. she didn't really care. What I mean by not caring, is when she was tired so she said she was going to take a nap, which left us completely alone. I thought this day would be just us as a couple watching a good anime series, but that is not what it became. About 3 episodes into the marathon Gabby stuck her hand down my shorts, and started jerking me off. She didn't ask or anything, she just did it, which off put me, but I didn't say anything. She undid my shorts and pulled them down along with my briefs. I continued to watch the episode while she did this, but I couldn't focus on it because she began to give me a blowjob. She kept at this until we heard her mother get out of her bed. I had to quickly pull on my briefs and shorts. I was really lucky to be able to do it in time. We continued to watch the anime until my mom texted me that I had to go home. I didn't really appreciate how she did it without asking, but I kept my mouth shut and let it go. We continued to have sex for rest of the summer, much to my dismay. Then school started up. It was much easier for us to have sex now because she lived down the road from the high school. One time we even had sex when she was sick, that was how much we did it. We had gone to homecoming our freshman year. The day after a couple of my friends and I went back over to Gabby's house because their dates stayed overnight at her house. I don't remember exactly why, but something in a fight Gabby had with her mother made me cry. She came out an comforted me, but it took a while for me to calm down. I look back at it now and I think it happened because of all of the bottled up emotions I had. I just wanted to keep Gabby happy, so I didn't bring up anything negative. In the following weeks, Gabby started to disassociate herself from me. This all came to terms when she came to my house one day and said we need to take a break, she said that she would come back to me, but I had to wait six weeks. I was heartbroken, but I had hope because she said that she would be back. The next day I went over to her house to walk with her to school, but when she opened the door, she said that I shouldn't walk with her anymore, that it would only hurt more. That day I walked all the way back home and skipped school because I was an emotional wreck. I just kept telling myself that she would be back, I just had to wait the six weeks. Well at about three weeks from when she said she'd be back, my friend at the time Jordan told me that she was cheating on me with a junior. I was absolutely crushed. I gave her my first kiss, my virginity, and she cheats on me. She couldn't even tell me that she wanted to break up, for some reason she kept me on the line. This caused me to fall into a deep depression. In this depression I developed a self doubting attitude toward everything I did. I was insecure, fragile, and I felt worthless. I was defensive about everything. It was one of the darkest times of my life.