9: The First Time

“Twins?” My jaw dropped and I stared at my brother in disbelief. I had an ultrasound picture in my hand that clearly showed two babies in Lilah’s belly. “Holy shit, bro.”


“Shit is right. I almost passed out in the doctor’s office.”


“Your party days are definitely over now.”


“That’s an understatement,” he sighed. “Lilah’s fucking excited about it. I feel like a dick for faking it. I’m trying to get there… it’s a kick in a dick, you know?”


“So, what are you going to do?” I asked him. Taj was a lot more logical without Idris around talking all his foolishness to influence him or get him all riled up.


“Fake it until I make it. I’m sure I’ll come around when the babies start kicking. I still haven’t told Mom and Dad,” he sighed.


“Not that I blame you, but you might just want to get it over with,” I advised. The longer he waited, the worse it would be. “And at least it’s Lilah and not that Kimberly girl they hated.”


“Hell yeah,” he chuckled. “I know it’s not the end of the world, though. I’m an adult, I have a good job. I just need to get there emotionally.”


“Stay away from Idris for a while too,” I suggested.


“That’ll keep me out of jail for murder.”


“You know, I’m kind of surprised this hasn’t happened to him. Then again, with some of the stupid shit he said maybe it has and he made the problem go away.”


“That’s more likely. I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with him. I’m sure Mom or Dad dropped him on his head one too many times.”


“Kahlil used to hold a pillow over his face when he was a baby to stop him from crying,” I said.


“That explains everything,” he sighed. “We have Kahlil to blame for Idris and his fucking stupidity.”


“Well it doesn’t help that he’s always gotten away with murder. Mom’s always seen Idris as the angel. You remember the time he broke one of her vases right in front of her and she yelled at Kahlil for not taking him to the park?”


I loved all my brothers. I’d defend any of them to anyone who tried to talk shit or bully them, but that didn’t mean I didn’t see their flaws. Idris was a spoiled shithead sometimes and we all knew it. Blaming our parents was the easy thing to do. Idris was old enough to know better; he just didn’t give a fuck.


“We should send him back to Turkey,” he said, shaking his head.


“Dad would lose his mind. Mom would try to get him to marry some local girl,” I laughed. I couldn’t see Idris ever settling down.


He was too into himself. Until he started to see the world beyond the scope of what he wanted or needed, there was no way he could be in a successful, healthy relationship for long. Most of his girlfriends dumped him because they got tired of his shit. It started out great, but he never slowed down. I had hope for Taj, though. He was different in a good way when he was around Lilah. Taj was the most easily influenced and it was mostly because he wanted everyone to be happy and to like him. Sometimes that got him into trouble, even though he meant well. Hopefully Lilah and their kids could lead him in the right direction.


“I don’t see him every settling down. Not until he hurts something or himself.”


“What do you think Mom would say about Suzi?” Suzi was a nice girl. Independent and smart with a home of her own and a good head on her shoulders. I wasn’t sure about her religious beliefs but I knew she wasn’t a Muslim, so that might be a problem. Well, no, it would definitely be a problem.


“Probably nothing good,” he replied. “She seems to be making you happy though.”


“So far, yeah,” I admitted.


“That’s good, bro. After everything you been through, you deserve it.”


“Thanks. Things have been going much better since I tossed you two out,” I chuckled for a moment. Then I got more serious and added, “I stopped drinking again, too. It was starting to get out of hand again. I’m not blaming you or Idris because I make my own decisions, but it’s too easy to slip back with you guys around.”


“It’s good you saw it happening. You’re an asshole when you drink too much.”


“I know,” I nodded. I had a tendency to say some really fucked up stuff. It had cost me some relationships with friends and girlfriends in the past. I didn’t want to go through it again.


“Does Suzi know that you have a problem with alcohol?”


“I’ve told her some of it but she doesn’t know the whole story yet.”


“She’s supportive? Doesn’t try to tempt you off the wagon?”


“Not at all. She’s great about the whole thing. It was her idea to go for ice cream after the game last time she came instead of going for drinks like u had been.”


Taj nodded appreciatively at that. “That’s a good substitute. It’s cool that she’s not judgmental about it.”


“If she was I wouldn’t keep pursuing her. Obviously this is going to be a lifelong struggle for me. I don’t know if she grasps that or not, but she came in at a low point and she doesn’t seem to be showing any signs of running, so it must not be a deal breaker for her.”


“That’s good. It’ll be even better when you knock her up with triplets,” he snickered.


I’d have to have sex with her first, and I still hadn’t. We had been seeing each other for about a month. We’d fooled around a little bit the last time we were together but it ended with her blowing me in her couch while we were watching Ancient Aliens. Suzi gave great head. Being able to deepthroat me when I had a pretty thick shaft was an impressive feat. I was supposed to be seeing her the night after next. She had dinner plans with her family the following night and we weren’t at the stage of meeting the parents yet. I was okay with waiting to meet her dad.


“I think we’re a long way off from starting a family,” I said.


“Yeah, that’s what I thought too and now look,” Taj laughed.


“It’ll be okay, bro. You’ll make a good papa. As soon as those babies are born they’ll be the most important thing to you.”


“You sound pretty sure of that.”


“I know you. You’re bugging out now, but you won’t forever. In a year you’ll hardly remember what life was like before you had two babies. And hey bonus points if they look like Lilah,” I teased.


“If they’re girls they better look like Kahlil,” he snickered.


Kahlil was the least attractive of the four of us. He was the one who had a full body Persian rug growing out of him at all times. He fit just about every negative stereotype of a Middle Eastern man there was, from the dark, thick hair to the unfortunate misconception that deodorant wasn’t a necessity. Kahlil was a stinky, hairy bastard with perpetual five o’clock shadow and a bushy ‘70s style porn ‘stache. It was bad.


“Don’t let Lilah hear you say that,” I laughed.

“She might agree with me.”


I doubted it.


“I gotta get going. There’s work to do.” I got up from me seat across from him at the diner we’d met at for lunch. I had an event to be at that night and Quinn wanted me to go out on a consult the following day for him since he had to be a few hours away at another event. “Congratulations on the twins. It’s a good thing. You’ll see.”


Taj got up and gave me a hug before we walked out of the diner together and went our separate ways.




I barely walked into Suzi’s place two days later when she pounced on me. I didn’t mind it. She was easy to catch. I managed to kick the door shut behind me. It was the most aggressive she’d been so far, but I liked it.


“Nice to see you too,” I said when she pulled back.


“Sorry, it’s one of those days,” she chuckled. “I’ve been writing a particularly naughty chapter today.”


“Oh yeah? Tell me about it.” I pressed her against the wall and rubbed myself against her to give her some friction.


“Mmm, are you sure you want to know?” Her hips rocked as her eyes fluttered closed.


“Of course.” I leaned in to nip at her neck.


“Thing Two – that’s what I call them in my head, Thing One and Thing Two – surprised the girl at work. He spent an hour long conference call eating her out.”


“Sounds like something you’d enjoy,” I smiled.


“Of course I would,” she giggle-moaned.


“I’m guessing that if I reached into those shorts I’d feel just how excited it got you to write about it,” I said.


“Why don’t you try it?”


I pulled her away from the wall and moved over to the couch. With Suzi on her back under me I reached into her shorts and sure enough, she was very wet.


“Mmm… seems there’s a mess that needs cleaning up,” I said as my middle finger rubbed circles around her clit.


“That’s what Thing Two said in the chapter,” she breathed, her back arching up.


“Did Thing Two bend her over the arm of the couch and fuck her with his tongue?”


“There wasn’t a couch in the office.”


“Poor girl. You’ll just have to experience it in her place,” I said before I sat up and pulled Suzi’s shorts off. There was no protest from her.


She willingly rolled over and propped herself up on the arm of the couch with her knees spread enough for me to have good access to her pussy. Her soft, pink flesh was slick with her honey and just begging to be licked up, so that was exactly what I did.


I leaned forward and plunged my tongue into her core. Suzi moaned and grabbed onto the leather arm of the sofa. Her hips rocked as I fucked her slowly with my tongue. It had been a while since I had a porny, sex-filled evening. Kicking it off with her drenched pussy in my face was just fine by me. I didn’t mind when she reached down to play with her clit. It was sexy that she knew what she wanted and she wasn’t afraid to take it.


“Ras… oh god,” she moaned. I would have been happy to keep going for as long as she’d let me.


Watching her writhe and hearing her moan was making my dick incredibly hard. I unzipped my jeans and Suzi lifted her head.


She looked back at me and said, “Fuck me, baby. Please…”


It was kind of dirty and I knew it was at least, in part, because of the work she had been doing but it wasn’t just that. We had been building up to this. I’d waited for the right moment and I knew if I didn’t take it, I’d regret it and she’d probably feel pretty rejected by it. Plus, I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to feel her tight pussy stretched around my cock. I wanted to hear the sounds she made when she came with my dick inside her. I wanted to feel that connection.


So I pulled back and got off the couch. It was easy to toss her slender body over my shoulder and carried her back to her bedroom. Suzi got a condom from her nightstand drawer and ripped it open. I kicked off my shoes and pulled off my shirt. She knelt on the bed and put the condom on me. Her shirt was the last thing to do before my lips crashed into hers. She pulled me down on top of her. The kisses were hungry and passionate. We rolled around on the bed until I was on my back and Suzi straddled me. She sat up and lowered herself onto my cock, making my eyes roll back. She was so warm and tight. Fuck, it was amazing.


“Uhh,” she moaned. “I’ve needed this all day.” Her hips swiveled slowly.


Me too, I just didn’t know it.


“I’m not too much?” My hands settled on her tits and played with her nipples as she rocked.


“No, you’re just right,” she breathed, dropping her head back.


That was good to hear since there was nothing I could do about it.


I let Suzi move at her pace. For a while her hips just rocked and swiveled, and I was fine with that. When she leaned forward to kiss me I started to slowly thrust up, filling her over and over. The noises she made were different, but still sexy as hell. All the aggressive stuff melted away. Not that I was opposed to a good fuck, but the first time didn’t need to be quick and dirty.


Suzi wrapped her arms around my shoulders so she could tug me, trying to get me to roll over. We rolled over and her legs came up to wrap around my hips. Her feet dug into my ass, using it for leverage to rock her hips up.


I braced myself on my forearms on either side of her head. Our lips met in another deep kiss as my hips met hers. Her arms stayed around my shoulders at first, but then her hand dropped down between us to play with her clit. The way her walls gripped me and tried to bring me in deeper made me thrust a little harder. Sookie moaned and I pulled away from the kiss to look at her pretty face.


“Is that what you want, Suzi? Hard and deep?” I could give her that.


“It feels so good,” she replied in a breathy moan. “I want you to take me how you want.”


I wanted to do what made her happy, but since she was leaving it up to me. I kept going just as I was. Suzi kept moaning and I knew I wasn’t going to last long. It had been too long since the last time I slept with someone. It crossed my mind that I could just pull out and go down on her to prolong it, but we’d just end up in the same situation where I was ready to explode and she was trying to keep up. Cumming at the same time pretty much never happened, at least in my experience.


I unhooked Suzi’s legs from around my waist and hooked them over my elbows instead. Her pretty blue eyes went wider when I got deeper, and the change in angles must have hit her easy button.


Suzi’s back arched as her hands flew up, gripping my biceps. Her nails dug into my arms as she let out a silent scream when she came.


“Beautiful,” I whispered. My lips grazed her neck and it was literally less than a minute before I exploded too. I was buried deep inside her when I came hard. Harder than I had in a long time. Suzi moaned under me and pulled my face to hers for more kisses. My hips kept rocking until I had to pull out of her.


“That’s was wonderful,” she smiled up at me.


“So you want to do it again?” I kissed her forehead before I got up to get rid of the condom.


“Definitely,” she grinned.


“Good. So do I.” I went to the bathroom and knotted the condom before tossing it in the trash. I found a washcloth in a little closet and brought it back to the bedroom in case she wanted it. I already knew there was a damp spot because she’d been so turned on before I even entered the picture. “Would it be terrible if we ate pizza in bed together instead of going out like we planned?”


“I don’t think so at all,” she agreed. “I don’t really want to go out now anyway. Even if we don’t do that again tonight I’d rather hang out with you in the house. I don’t really feel like being around people.”


“So Netflix and chill?”


“Sounds good to me.” She got off of the bed and went to the bathroom, closing the door behind herself. I heard the toilet flush a moment later before the water started running. When she came out she went to her closet to get an oversized shirt and slipped it over her head. “What kind of pizza do you like?”


“I’m a simpleton when it comes to pizza. Just pepperoni and crushed red pepper flakes.”


“How about pepperoni and you can put the red pepper flakes on later? I’m not a fan of them on my pizza.”


“Works for me.”


“I’ll go order it. The remote is right there.” She pointed to the remote on the nightstand before she left the room to order pizza.


I grabbed the remote and made myself comfortable on her bed. The TV was pretty big, but it fit nicely on the wall. I was looking at her saved list on Netflix and realized we didn’t have much in common when it came to the kinds of things we liked to watch. Since she let me pick the pizza I decided to let her pick what we watched. If I got bored I’d find another way to entertain myself.


When Suzi came back to the bedroom I tossed the remote down.


“I’m going to let you pick what we watch,” I told her.


“You can pick. I don’t mind. I’m sure I’ll pick something you hate,” she chuckled as she climbed on the bed to sit next to me.


“I was thinking the same thing,” I replied. “Zack and Miri Make a Porno?”


“That works. I’m not making a porno with you,” she snickered.


“Not today,” I joked.


She playfully smacked my arm. “You wish.”


I pulled her closer by her slapping hand and kissed her.


“You would look great on film. There wouldn’t be a soft cock in the house if men watched you cum.”


“Something tells me you don’t want other men watching me cum, though.”


“Damn right I don’t,” I agreed. We hadn’t talked about whether or not we were seeing other people, but since she brought it up… “Would you be okay with only seeing me?”


“Hmm,” she hummed. Her hand slid up my inner thigh, rubbing over my cock when she reached it. Suzi tilted her head up to press her lips to mine.


That wasn’t the answer I was looking for, but it seemed it might be all the answer I got. For the moment, I could leave it be.


“Just so you know,” I said when I pulled back, “You’re the only one I’m seeing. You don’t have to make a commitment if you’re not ready, but I want you to know where I stand.”


“Do we have to talk about this right now?” she asked.


“No. I’m just telling you where I’m at.”


“Okay. Would you like something to drink?”


“Water would be good.” I wasn’t sure if I said something wrong, but she seemed… bothered.


“You got it.” She kissed my cheek before she got up and disappeared down the hallway.


Shit. Something was off but I didn’t know what. I probably said too much. It wasn’t like I said I was in love with her or anything. When she came back with two bottles of water Suzi handed me one.


“Are you sure you want me to stay?” I asked.


“Yeah,” she smiled. “Why wouldn’t I?”


“You seem uncomfortable with the things I said.”


“I’m fine,” she shrugged. “I guess I wasn’t expecting it and I don’t know…”


“It’s not like I proposed,” I nervously chuckled.


“I know.” Her smile seemed uncomfortable.


“Suzi, if you’re not ready or not interested in being with me–”


She shut me up by pressing her lips to mine again. Her hand slid up into my hair, holding me close as she tried to deepen the kiss. There was emotion there, but I couldn’t quite decipher what it was. For the moment I decided to let it go. It was still early in our relationship and I didn’t want to put pressure on her. There was no need for it. If Suzi was the one I wouldn’t need to ask; it would just happen. I could be patient. When the time was right, everything would fall into place.


9 thoughts on “9: The First Time

  1. “Kahlil used to hold a pillow over his face when he was a baby to stop him from crying,” – that’s messed up, I don’t care who you are.
    If it had been Eric, he’d of just screwed Sookie right there over the arm of the couch. AND IT WOULD HAVE BEEN HOT….ER!!!!!!
    Not that Ras and Sookie weren’t hot, they just can’t compare to the explosion that is Eric and Sookie!
    I’m just really glad Sookie hasn’t made any promises to either of them. Are there more or is it just those two?

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    • Well that was a mood killer for Sookie. I’m choosing to believe that it is because she doesn’t want to give up Eric. Both of these are going to be crushed. I really want to really about Sookie does she care at all is it all about the book and sex? Oh and E/S sex was a lot sexier.

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  2. Oh dear. I think she does know, and now she knows that Ras wants to be exclusive, so he’s serious about being with her, and she doesn’t know which guy to pick yet.

    And I just had a horrible thought. Now, I’m one to give a person my full support when I meet them. A clean slate. Not quick to judge. That doesn’t mean that I’m not cautious, I’m just willing to give people the benefit of the doubt initially until _I_ see a reason to doubt. I guess I do that with characters too 🙂 Willing to see a character as innocent until proven guilty… but the horrible thought I just had was…. What if she saw Ras and Eric somewhere together. Noticed that they were both easy time boys (especially if it was during one of Ras’ drinking phases) and decided to use them for research, thinking that it would be unlikely either would get deep emotionally? That could, unfortunately explain a lot. And would be an EPIC angst reveal, especially if she started to really have serious feelings for them both! Ok, so I’m going to tuck that little frieight train vs passenger train level thought in the back of my head and hope for their sake I’m wrong… continue to assume innocence…. *deep breath*

    Ok,as I’ve said before, if it wasn’t for Eric I be jumping around like a crazy person shouting ‘woohoo! Go Ras!’ And waving team Ras colours… now I’m trying to figure out what team Ras colours would be ! But, alas, there is an Eric… And Sookie obviously isn’t ready to decide. And poor Ras just put himself out there and has been left hanging. So my inner cheerleader just dropped her Pom poms and dropped to her knees in shock, hands to mouth, empathetic pain etched on her face.
    Poor inner cheerleader.
    Btw Eric’s cheerleader is looking down at her competition a little nervously. She’s pretty sure she’s going to have to face this play soon too!
    Oh the angst! You wonderful ladies 🙂

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