Still dripping from our swim, my dad’s best friend Jim grabbed a beer, handed one to me, and asked, “Does your dad know?”
I couldn’t breathe and my heart clenched in my chest as I weakly dodged, “Know what?”
Jim chuckled and gazed out over the lake, “It’s obvious from the way you look at me.” I didn’t protest, I couldn’t take my eyes off him even then. “At first I thought you were just comparing, but it’s more than that.”
Jim drank down a big gulp of beer before he looked over at me and smiled, “I can’t say it isn’t flattering. And I bet you’re a virgin?” My silence was my answer. He chuckled, “Then let me ask you this, do you want to lose that v-card tonight?” I paused for a moment, terrified to answer with the truth. I managed a nod but he sneered, “No. Say it.”
"Yes, what?" Jim pushed.
I paused again, he wanted to hear the words, “Yes, I want you to fuck me.”