Chapter One: Stuck with my Virginity
“So Nick, still a virgin?” AJ always knew how to start a conversation.
“Leave me alone.” And I always had a snappy comeback.
“So, doing the happy-hand dance all by your lonesome?”
“Get away.”
“Poor Nicky. Almost seventeen and he’s never experienced the ‘body-language of love’.”
“SHUT UP!”
“AJ! Leave Nick alone.” Thank you Kevin. Not that he really cared that AJ was riding me, but my whining and AJ’s energy were giving him a headache. Well he can just join the group. I’d had one for the past two days, which makes Nick cranky. It also makes Nick childish.
“Nick, wanna come sit here? We can play a game or something.” Brian knew I was about to blow and wanted to avoid anymore unpleasant scenes. Of course the mention of my birthday might have triggered the concern. The year before the guys had forgotten my birthday (so, for that matter, had my family) and Brain was still feeling guilt. A great amount of it. He was gearing up for a major birthday present.
AJ was in one of his two major “feeling” modes. One was feeling no pain, the other no guilt. He had said he was sorry last year for missing my big day, had made it up to me and in typical AJ fashion had let it go. That left him with a clean conscious to torture me in this new context he was determined to affix to our relationship.
It seems that AJ was concerned, not in the same vein as Brain, but concerned none-the-less. He knew I was still a virgin (Yes, like a dork I had admitted it.) and he felt it, well...
“It’s just not right. There are thousands of girls throwing themselves at you and there you don’t do anything!” That’s not true. Just as the housekeeper that changes my bed.
“AJ! Most of them are underage! And for that matter so am I.” Yea, that’s a stupid statement, but at the time it’s all I had.
“I can’t believe you said that. Nick, I was underage, Kevin was underage, Brain was underage (Contrary to popular belief Brain was not saving it for marriage.). Heck, even Howie was underage! We all gave it up, now it’s your turn.”
“Why are you so interested?” I thought this would slow him down.
“Because it’s my job to make sure you don’t turn out to be a sexual serial killer, which is what guys that don’t get laid until after they are 30 turn into.”
“I’m only sixteen!”
“Now Nick, I know how your mind
works. You have more than thirteen years to go, but I really
don’t think we should wait that long. We need to get a move
on. As slow as you are with the ladies it could still take some
time. However I believe with some careful planning and
instruction from me you will be able to complete the play.
Let’s see, it’s December so, with my best estimate,
going all out, we
should be able to reach completion in no less than nineteen
months.”
“Eat hot death.”
“Now Nick...”
“Move. I’m going to play with Brain.”
“Nick it’s saying that stuff that will keep your virgin card up to date.”
“Move.”
“Fine. Here.” AJ moved his legs just enough for me to get by. “But I’m not giving up.” I knew he wouldn’t. Not until the next thing that grabbed his attention came along. Maybe Kevin would get a girl pregnant or Brain would decide to worship Satan or Howie would .... Howie would .... Shit. I’m stuck.