How To Live With A Popular Penis

one - condoms

Ashton sneaked out of his bedroom, pulling his t-shirt over his head while he walked down the stairs and messed up his curly hair.

"Oh God." He panted, a small smile on his face when he entered his kitchen. Soon after when saw Nina standing there he stopped walking and smiling. "Uh, hey?" Ashton said, quite confused by her being in his house.

"Hi." Nina said, cocking her head to the side. "Hope you've had fun up there." She added, taking a swig of the juice that she found in Ashton's fridge while she waited for him.

"You-you heard us?" Ashton questioned in confusion, rubbing the back of his neck. He walked over to the kitchen island and sat himself on a stool across of Nina.

"Oh, Ash. Oh God, right there." Nina repeated what she's heard a few moments before, trying to sound exact the same as she smirked at him. "Sadly, your walls are s.hit." She added, taking another sip of the juice.

"Oh God." Ashton said ashamed, hiding his face behind his hands.

"Yeah, that's what she said, too." Nina chuckled, knowing exactly that Ashton hated when she cracked jokes like this.

"Okay, Nina. Why are you here?" He jumped off his stool, pressing his hands against the island plate.

"Well, because we have to hand in a project tomorrow... " Nina trailed off, putting a finger on her lips and thinking. "And all you did so far was sleep with aproximately twenty girls." She finished off, an annoyed look on her face.

"There weren't twenty. No. Not twenty." Ashton argued, rubbing his hands together. "I'm not disgusting."

"Yes, you are." Nina snapped, trailing off her stool and walking over to Ashton. "Read from page 13 to page 47 and write an essay about it." She explained simply, handing him the script their teacher gave them for their project.

"That is 30 pages." Ashton whined, following Nina slowly through the living room.

"If you can sleep with 30 girls, you can read that many pages." Nina didn't even bother to turn around. Ashton and her were so far good friends for three years but she still didn't manage to get over the fact that her friend probably f.ucked every girl on their school. "I need to go now." Nina turned around when she was just at the front door.

"Where?" Ashton asked confused, getting off topic. He knew Nina only all too well and knew that she never did something remotely interesting.

"If you really - " Nina was about to explain when Petra (a girl from her and Ashton's class) came downstairs. "Oh, wow, Petra. Didn't expect this from you."

Petra just giggled, brushing a piece of hair out of her face.

"Whatever. Ashton, do your part of the project and I am going now." Nina said, escaping out of the house and smashing the door behind her.

"You were great." Petra giggled, walking over to where Ashton sat on the couch and sitting herself on his lap, wrapping her hands around his neck and pulling him in for a kiss. "We need to ... repeat this." She whispered into his ear, making him giggle, too.

"Let's see if I can find the time for you." Ashton smirked, looking up to her while a hand ran through his hair. He actually wasn't lying about being busy, he had practice everyday, a quickie everyday and now he had to read and write, too. "I'm busy, sweetie." He stated once Petra looked confused at him.

"Awh, you need to find time for me." She cocked her head to the side, her hair falling onto one side while she played with her fingers on Ashton's thighs. "Tomorrow, or next week. Whenever you need me, I'll be here."

"Sounds like a deal." Ashton chuckled, licking his lips. He put his hands on each side of her, lifting her up and placing on the free seat next to him. In situations like this one he was grateful to be the ice hockey captain and have the strength he gets from it. "I think my dad comes home soon." He walked into the kitchen drinking out Nina's glass of juice, glaring slightly back over to Petra.

"It's okay." She said, bending down and picking up her bag she dropped in the hall when she walked into the house. "I will see you in school then, okay?" Petra turned to him, holding the door opened to get out.

"Uh huh." Ashtom grumbled from inside the fridge where he was looking for anything to eat.

From all the practice and sex he's been having every day he was always so hungry, plus the fact he was an eighteen-year old teenager who was still growing.

He took the pasta with cheese from yesterday and sat himself on the couch in his living room, taking his phone and typing a message down.

A(wesome)sh: where did you go babe?

He sent Nina a message, still being suspicious about her "having to go somewhere".

Ni(cotine)na: Don't call me babe -.-

A(wesome)sh: Okay. Where did you go, buddy?

Ni(cotine): On a date

A(wesome)sh: Oh cool

He wrote just so he wouldn't come across worried or surprised. Ashton really liked Nina, as a friend, but the fact that she had a date surprised him. Nina would usually turn down every guy that approached her, for example, Ashton Irwin.

"Ashton!" Ashton's dad shouted happily, walking into the house with full shopping bags. "I got you condoms!" He added, in hope Ashton would pay some attention to him.

"Okay, thanks dad." Ashtom mumbled, his look glued onto his phone.

His dad would usually buy him condoms because Ashton was his only child and since he couldn't keep Ashton away from girls the only thing he could do is buy him protection.

"Don't you love your Daddy, Ashton?" He asked, throwing himself on the couch next to Ashton.

"Yeah, yeah." Ashton grumbled.

"Here." His dad said, handing him the box with condoms.

"Thanks." Ashton still didn't look at him. He just took the box and put it next to him.

"Not so easy to live with a popular penis, huh?" His dad elbowed him, trying to catch his son's attention. He was only nineteen years older than his son and always tried to understand him and his behavior, but Ashton just didn't like him.

"Uh huh."

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