I shook my head. "Not a good idea. She'd want to have sex, and I'd have to turn her down again, and she really didn't like the feeling of rejection."

“Yeah, exactly why DID you reject her?" Belle screwed her face up.

“I mean, when the rest of us went home last night, I assumed you were going to wake up this morning an ex-virgin."

I averted my eyes and shrugged. "I just told her I wasn't ready yet.

That I had performance anxiety and couldn't go through with it."

“Yeah, you said that. But knowing what I know about Holly, she would've just tried to convince you otherwise. Believe me, that girl was HOT to get you buried deep inside her pussy Last night, and all you'd have to do was lay there and let her ride you. If you popped off early, so what? She'd just suck you hard so you could try again. I can't believe she'd back off with so simple a deflection. And then despite your rejection, things were patched up enough that you still went down on each other afterwards. So what DID you say to her?"

“That was it," I lied, shaking my head. "I told her I wasn't ready, and she wasn't going to rape me or anything, so she accepted it. And maybe

I really am that good at eating pussy that she was happy to settle for a few more oral orgasms. Simple as that.”

“Matty, this is me. I can tell when you're hiding something.”

“Belle, seriously."

“Alright, alright, I won't push you. Yet." She got a teasing smirk on her face that Let me know she was going to worm the truth out of me eventually.

I sighed, trying to figure out how I was going to hide the truth. I knew the idea that I was saving myself for the BTC would be a bomb that could fracture the whole group. The girls might feel obligated to have one of them put out for me, which could start a chain reaction of them squabbling about which one of them should get my cherry (Neevie, maybe?

Hopefully?) and disrupt the balance of the group for the same reasons none of them was allowed to date me. And let's say one of them started having sex with me, then maybe one or more of the others would want to because it would only be “fair”, and girls could get jealous about that sort of thing, right? And even if some of them started having sex with me, maybe some of them would NEVER want to have sex with me, and the pressure of hanging out with a guy you KNOW wants to have sex with YOU could strain my relationships with them and ruin the comfortable,

“safe” bond that we'd formed over the years. And that didn't even consider the peer pressure part the girls had already discussed about feeling obligated to “keep up".

I'd explained all this to Holly and asked her to not tell Sam the exact reason I'd turned her down. Holly had offered to Lie and claim she DID get my cherry, and I'd been sorely tempted to take her up on that offer. But the idea of going around pretending I'd lost my virginity - and then somehow answering the avalanche of questions I'd get from the

BTC about said de-virginization without losing my mind - did not appeal.

Fortunately, Belle was no Longer scrutinizing me and didn't notice my contemplative state. She Looked pretty contemplative herself, reclining on one side across her bed propped up on one elbow and holding her cheek in her palm.

"So what was it Like?" she asked quietly, without looking at me.

“What was what Like?"

“Oral. What did it feel like to have her mouth on you?"

I grinned at the memory.

“It felt incredible.”

“Better than masturbation?"

“WAY better."

Belle shivered, and I noticed the way her nipples started poking through her sweater. I also noticed the way her free hand drifted down from her hip, rubbing her thigh as it moved closer to her crotch.