I Married The Boy Next Door

Growing up my family and the next door family were close friends. We vacationed together at the same beach house each year. When I was going through puberty, 12, the next door boy was also going through puberty, 13. The difference was I was becoming a young lady and he was becoming a jerk.

But as we were more or less the same age I was forced to socialize with him, like we had since we were in preschool. Alone, just the two of us, it was like brother and sister. He became a jerk in front of other people, like his parents. I was told, not asked, told to keep him under control.

As usual that summer he had the top bunk and I had the bottom bunk. He got up in the middle of the night, he always woke me up when he got off the bunk, and went to the bathroom. He came out and instead of getting on his bunk he got in bed with me. I tried pushing him out but he was much stronger than me and he pressed me down until I couldn't move anymore. He was on top of my back and I could feel his bulge in my ass. He started to hump me, and through my think pajamas and his thin underpants, his hard dick was alive in my crack. He snuck his dick out of his briefs, and then pulled my pajamas and panties down exposing my butt and then laid his dick in my crack and finished masturbating on me.

I was mad, but he was on top of me holding me real tight and wouldn't get off so I had to lay there with his wet dick in my crack listening to him breathe. I asked him if he was going to stay like that all night or was he going to get off and let me move. I told him to let me turn over and then convinced him to lay on his back and I would lay on top of him and he could hug me all he wanted, at least I could breathe. By the time we woke up in the morning we were side by side and he had felt each other up. The only thing we hadn't done was kiss and have actual intercourse.

We had intercourse the following night, skipping all the masturbation stuff. We went straight to it, I had my panties off and had him between my legs and helped him get his dick in. We really enjoyed that and I held him tight with my arms around his neck. We slept together again. And again the next night and the next night. We had intercourse every night but the first night.

During the day I kept him under control. If he started acting up I gave him the evil eye and he settled down. His mother was amazed at how well he behaved. Being the young lady I made sure he had what he needed, both during the day and at night when he wanted to sleep with me. I learned the most valuable lesson that summer. I learned how to keep my man happy and under control. And I learned that that closeness with him is most important thing between a man and woman.