The First Time Challenge

He was hard inside his jeans. He'd said
He'd be gentle, but still she cries out
As he first presses his cock against her. Her hands clench,
Her pretty face screws up in pain.
She clings to his shoulders as he makes a decisive thrust
And breaks through. She didn't expect this.

Her cries confuse him. He doesn't want
To hurt her, but it's unavoidable.
He speaks soft words to her, he apologises,
But she understands. He doesn't persist
Once he's past that barrier. He carefully withdraws
Not wanting to cause her harm.

They hold each other close. She feels safe
In his arms. He tells her everything's alright.
There is no resentment lying between the sheets.
First love's pain is done and finished. She's glad
She let it be him.

Night


I was sober.
I was naive.
I pretended
it was okay.

You walked me back
to my room,
a gesture I was
unfamiliar to.
I blushed under the
moonlit sky,
oh how I wanted
to hold your hand.

I wanted to sleep,
but you would not allow.
I wanted you to leave,
but you forced your way in.
I obliged.


Glasses forgotten on
my desk, I couldn't
see a thing.
I left the door open,
remembering
what my parents
had taught me,
so many years ago.
It didn't stop you.

You pulled me onto my bed,
dragged me on top of you.
I laid, terrified on my bed,
while you found a condom.
Luck found one in my
drawer from a prank gift.
I thought we would sleep.
You had other plans.

Wrenching apart my legs
you removed my pants.
Almost blind, my face revealed  
the horror I felt inside.
You didn't care.
 
Bracing myself for what
was to come, I closed my eyes.
Maybe if I didn't see it,
it would go away;
you would go away.
Five minutes passed,
I was numb.

When you were finished,
you passed out next to me.
I moved to the floor
and silently cried
for what I had lost.  

I hid my pain,
thinking I deserved it.
I told them it was okay.
I told them it was
consensual.
Truthfully,
I still hadn't even
had my first kiss.
I guess, I just wasn't
important enough.

Gliding spider-like fingers along your spine-
Control

I took pleasure in the way you  s h i v e r e d .
I kissed your eyes, one at a time and back again.
You swore you saw the  s t a r s
forming constellations behind your lids.
Please slipped between your gritted teeth
as you  b e g g e d  me to sacrifice you to the heavens.

Smoked-kisses
and pale
robotic-hands,
her young
reality bent,
under his
stained ten
dollar bill.
Never mind
she'll never
tell, virgin-mind
pounded at
his will.