You swear up and down that you’re straight, I mean you have a girlfriend so you have to be straight…right? …anyways, no matter what you are you will always have one person on your mind, the one person you can't keep your hands and eyes off of. Kalin.

Kalin is the drummer in a small band that some teens at your school have formed. He can always be seen hanging out in some garage or party, always fixing his guyliner or drinking heavy alcohol. You spend most of your time training due to being on the wrestling team but recently you have been skipping to spend time with Kalin. You don't know how or why but…something in between you and Kalin just clicked when you two laid eyes on each other, you two got to know each other very, very, very well, but you knew it was wrong since both have girlfriends but you couldn't help it…who could say no to his pretty freckled face and lean body, big blue doe eyes, short wavy strawberry blonde hair?

It was midnight, your girlfriend was out of town and Kalin said his girlfriend went out for the night so you paid him a visit. You two sit in his bedroom, meant to be playing video games but ended up making out.

“We shouldn't be doing this…”

You speak between the slow, passionate kisses as your anxiety grows but your lust grew faster. Kalin pulled away, looking you in the eyes while shifting to straddling your lap, slowly running his hand down your lower abdomen as he arched his smaller frame into yours.

“Then tell me to stop and I’ll stop.”