Tim was just leaving the kitchen when he noticed his brother's keys on the counter. Not wanting to have to stay downstairs and wait for him to knock, Tim decided to deliver them.

Clad in a sky blue T-shirt, red track pants, and white sneakers, Tim strolled to the house at the end of his block. The door was answered by a girl whom he never met.

The girl wore a blue tank top with matching shorts. Her black hair flowed just past her shoulders. Big, brown eyes focused on Tim's and a smile came to her face.

Tim was surprised. Not just from having the door opened by a girl he never seen before, but he was stunned by how cute she was. He checked the number on the side of the house--this was the right place.

"Um," Tim fished the keys out of his pocket, "my brother, Kevon, left his keys at home."

A heavy-set woman peeked out from a doorway several yards away.

"Hey, Tim! Come on in!" The girl moved aside to let him in. He entered a living room. "I see you met Tamia."

Tim watched as Tamia sat down beside her. "Hey, Lauren, hey, Tamia."

"Hi, Tim," she greeted with a wave.

Lauren looked at Tim. Then Tamia, then back at Tim. The attraction was obvious.

"Tamia is my niece." She put an arm around the girl. "She'll be staying here for the weekend." She pulled her niece closer and asked, "Isn't she cute?"

Tim slowly looked down to hide a growing smile. "Yeah."

Tamia beamed at him.

"So what brings you here?"

"Kevon forgot his keys, and I wanted to give them to him"

"He's upstairs with Gloria."

Tim nodded and went upstairs. He came back and went home.

"Who was that, Aunt Lauren?" Tamia wanted to know.

"Tim lives a few houses down. He's the brother of Gloria's boyfriend." Lauren looked at her niece with a smile. "You like him, don't you?"

Shyly, Tamia looked over Lauren's shoulder. "Yeah. I do."

"I thought you might. You could go to his house and get to know him better. How's that sound?"

Tamia's grin widened. "That sounds great, Auntie."

"Invite him here for dinner, if you want."

---

Minutes later, Tamia was knocking on Tim's door. The boy answered, looking surprised.

"Hi, Tim," she smiled.

"Hey, Tamia," Tim greeted, leaning on the door.

"Can I hang out with you for a while?"

"Sure."

He let her in and they went to his room. The kids discussed likes and dislikes. She told him she had never visited this neighborhood before. He promised to show her the cool spots over the weekend. Starting with the playground.

The kids were both fans of soccer, so Tim brought his soccer ball and they went to the grassy field. Neither of them were particularly skillful, but they had a good time. They spent hours together, just talking and playing. And Tamia did invite her new friend to dinner.

---

Later that day, Tim stood by his brother's ajar door. Upon confirming that he was there, he waltzed into the messy bedroom.

"Kevon?"

"Yeah?" The teen looked at his brother's reflection while fixing his white t-shirt. He was much sharper than the boy who wore clothes that told the story of hours of roughhousing in a playground.

"How did you meet Gloria, again?"

Kevon sat on the bed and put on his white sneakers. "I met her at the bus stop."

"How did you know she liked you?"

"Why are you so interested all of a sudden?" He paused when a revelation came to mind. "Wait." He turned to look at Tim. "You like Gloria"s cousin, don't you?" The child barely got a nod out before being tickled and made to lay on his back by an "oohing" young man. "Aw, my baby brother's all grown up."

"G-g-get off... of... me!" Tim giggled, trying to block the tickle attacks.

Kevon let up. He then went on to tell about the basics of girls. The do's and don'ts. How to be a gentleman. He answered every question Tim had. Satisfied, Tim left his brother's room.

But not without taking a bottle of cologne when its owner wasn't looking.

---

Tim knocked on Lauren's door. Almost instantly, the door opened. Tamia stood there wearing a green shirt, a black skirt, and a smile.

"Hey, Tim. Thanks for coming," she said, looking him up and down.

Tim was wearing a green shirt with black shorts, along with white sneakers.

Little did either of them know, Kevon reported his brother's outfit to Gloria. The girl then casually suggested what colors Tamia should wear for the "date."

"Hey, Tamia." He followed her into the dining room.

Dinner was all set. Tim's attendance was the final piece. He, Tamia, and Lauren sat down and helped themselves.

"Doesn't Tamia look lovely tonight, Tim?" Lauren asked over dinner.

"Yeah," Tim replied with a smile, though he was surprised at the question. "She does."

"Thank you, Tim." The girl took a sip of her Pepsi while thinking of something to say. "You're really cute, too. And you smell good."

"That's it?" Lauren blurted out, causing the kids to laugh. "I know there's something else you'd love to say, Tamia."

Tamia grinned down at the white table cloth. "I... I like you, Tim. I like you a lot."

Tim looked at her in awe. Both she and her aunt were looking back at him, all smiles. The girl he liked actually liked him back!

"I like you a lot, too, Tamia."

With that, the kids stared at one another in silence.

"I'll leave you two alone," Lauren announced after a moment of silence. "I have to get the clothes out of the dryer." With that, she left the dining room.

"Why do I get the feeling your aunt set us up?" Tim asked with a mock thoughtful pose.

"I don't know," Tamia replied with a laugh and a shrug. She smiled for a moment, then announced, "I do like you, though."

"Same here."

For a moment, the pair smiled at each other. The ice was broken and the secrets were out. Only one thing left to do.

"Would you be mad at me if I kissed you?"

A pink tint appeared on Tim's face. "Nuh-uh." He glanced at the doorway, then back to Tamia.

Slowly, she leaned forth. He bit his lip in anticipation. Their lips touched briefly before Tim pulled back. Faces now inches apart, the kids looked at each other in wonder. It was Tim who initiated the next kiss. Their lips pressed together as their heads tilted in opposite directions. This was a much longer, more passionate kiss.

The duo reluctantly broke the kiss. Tim leaned back in his chair, pressing his teeth together in an effort to stop smiling. Tamia exhaled dreamily with a hand over her rapidly beating heart.

"Awwwwww."

Lauren was now standing in the doorway. The kids burst out laughing at getting caught.

---

The next morning, Tamia was standing on her cousin's bed, looking in a tall mirror. Her reflection stared back in frustration. The girl pressed down the sides of her sundress. It was the only one she had packed, and in her mind, it was not good enough for her first official date. She watched the door open behind her, followed by the appearance of a teenaged girl.

"Hey, cuz, what's wrong?"

"Gloria, do you have an old dress in my size?"

"What's wrong with that yellow one you're wearing?"

"It sucks!" Tamia said in exasperation, causing the teen to laugh. "This is my very first date. I wanna look hot for Tim."

"Kiddo, you do look hot. And if he's good enough for you, he'll like you no matter what you're wearing."

"Tamia!" Lauren's voice yelled from downstairs.

"Sounds like your man is here, Tammy."

The girls went downstairs.

"Look who's here, Tamia!" Lauren said, pointing her foot at the boy sitting across from her.

Tim wore a red shirt with white track pants that had a red stripe on the sides. He smiled when he saw her.

"Hey, Tamia," he smiled.

"Hi, Tim. You look nice today."

The boy stood and hugged her. "You, too. I like your hair. It's really awesome."

"Thanks." She played with the left braid. "I'm really glad you think so."

Gloria smiled as Tamia seemed to have lost all doubts of Tim not liking her outfit.

"So what movie are you going to see this afternoon?" Lauren asked.

"Osmosis Jones," Tamia answered.

---

Tim led Tamia to the movie theater several blocks away. He bought a big bucket of popcorn and two sodas. They sat in one of the farthest rows.

When the popcorn was all gone, Tim put his arm around her. Tamia put her head on his shoulder. He let her stay there a while. Then he kissed the top of her head.

Grinning, Tamia looked up at him and kissed his cheek. She stared at the boy, expecting him to do it again. When Tim only smiled back, she rested against him.

Then he kissed the top of her head.

The girl snickered and kissed his lips. Another staring contest ensued. This time, he did kiss her back. Or rather, they kissed each other. Their lips lingered for a moment before they returned to the movie.

---

"That movie was funny," Tamia said when they got outside. "I liked the part where Osmosis and Thrax fought on top of the girl's eyelash."

"That was smart. For Osmosis to trick him into stabbing the fake eyelash."

Tamia took his hand as they crossed the street. Not for safety, of course.

"I liked kissing you," Tamia admitted. "Kissing is so much fun."

"Yeah," Tim said in a distant tone while moving toward her. Their lips touched for a brief moment.

"Yeeeaaaaaah, get you some of that, Tamia."

The kids swiftly broke the kiss and saw Kevon standing there with a Pathmark bag in one hand. "Don't let me stop you. That was good, though. But next time, put a little more feeling in it." The teen laughed at himself.

Red-faced, Tim looked at Tamia, who was also smiling. He leaned into the side of her face with his lips pursed.

"Let's try to lose him," he whispered. She nodded and they looked at Kevon. "One, two, RUN!"

Tim and Tamia turned and bolted to the far end of the block. Several times, they looked back to see the teenager leaning against a wall, laughing at them. They turned a corner and stopped. Tamia rested against a brick building while Tim sat on a fire hydrant. They laughed their heads off while catching their breath.

The kids then spent the rest of the day together. Tim walked Tamia home that evening, giving her a short kiss on the lips. Practically glowing in the dark, she turned and entered the house. Her radiant joy didn't go unnoticed by her cousin or aunt.

---

But it might just save your liiiiiife

That's the power of love

Tim jolted awake and hit the floor when he heard music blasting in his ear. He looked up to see his brother holding a boom box.

"What's wrong, Tim?" Kevon asked the glaring child. "Can't you feel the power of loooove?"

"Get out," Tim moaned as he sat up.

"Not until you feel the power of looove."

"Shut up." He opened the door and pushed his brother out.

"Feel the power of looooooove."

Tim slammed the door behind him and began his day.

---

"You drive me craaaaazy," Tamia sang into a purple hairbrush. "I just can't sleep."

She danced around her cousin's room, singing to the song blaring from the speakers. Lost in the rhythm, she jumped on the bed, tumbled about, got on the floor, and spun around.

At the end of one twirl, she noticed her cousin standing in the doorway with a smirk. She froze with a mixture of shock and amusement on her face. After 5 seconds of standing perfectly still with open arms, she leapt backwards and landed on the bed. Dramatically, she sighed and kicked her pink pajama-clad legs up and brought them back down.

Gloria laughed and sat on the side of the bed. Tamia laughed along with her.

"My little cousin is all grown up now," Gloria commented while brushing hair out of the child's eyes. "Found herself a little boyfriend."

"Yes! I love Tim! We kissed at the movies and in front of the house!"

"How many times are you gonna tell me?"

"Well, we did."

"I'm happy for you, Tamia. If you have any questions about boys, you can ask me."

"Thanks, cuz."

---

"Do you know how to tongue-kiss?" Tamia asked.

"I think so. I saw my brother and your cousin do it a jillion times."

"Ever did it before?"

"Nope. Did you?"

"No." She smiled. "But I want to try it."

"Okay. Just... um, do what I do."

Tim leaned toward his girlfriend's smiling face. Both sets of lips pressed together softly and parted. They both closed their eyes. He stuck his tongue into her mouth.

Tamia stood motionless and allowed her boyfriend's tongue slide along her teeth, roll past her tongue, and run over her gums. She moaned when she felt his lips moving against hers. Her arms went around him. The boy ended the kiss and they smiled at each other.

"That was soo cool," Tamia said.

"Wow," was all Tim could say.

Tamia raked her fingers down his arm and held his hand. Then moved forth to try what he did. When their lips touched, she cautiously slipped her tongue into his open mouth. Her tongue explored his mouth. She was quite proud that she seemed to be doing it right. She ended the kiss to catch her breath.

"How was I?" she asked, holding both of his hands.

"You were really good."

There was a long creaking sound behind them. That was followed by a female "Ooooooooh."

The kids moved apart, both embarrassed and amused at the interruption. They saw Kevon and Gloria now in Tim's room, Kevon with his hand on the door knob.

"You two want to go on a double date with us?" Gloria asked.

Kevon scoffed, and received his girlfriend's elbow to the gut.

"Where?" Tamia asked.

"We're going to the arcade."

Tamia looked at Tim, who nodded. "Okay. We'll go."

---

"First team to 20 points wins," Gloria announced with a ping pong paddle in her hand. The other three at the table agreed.

"Team Munchkin serves first," Kevon suggested before tossing the white ball to Tamia.

The girl hit the ball to her cousin, who hit it back to her. Kevon hit it to Tim, who swung several times, but missed each time.

"One for us," Gloria stated, catching the ball that Tim threw. She served to Tamia. Tamia hit it to Kevon, who hit it past the kids, but it never touched the table.

"One for us," said Tamia. She let Tim serve it.

It was a short game, full of spikes and running across the room, and teammates bumping into each other. Kevon and Gloria won. After that, the boys went to play Marvel vs. Capcom, while the girls played Daytona USA.

Tamia was a decent driver, while her cousin was terrible. Gloria barreled through the streets of Vegas in first person view mode. "Ouch, oops, dang, and ssss" were uttered. Meanwhile, all that was heard from Tamia's side was "Checkpoint!" over and over.

The teen desperately pressed the glowing buttons on her "dashboard," looking for something to help her win. Camera views changed and her car spit flames, but she still crashed at every turn. She looked at Tamia, who wore an amused smile as she passed the 8th place car. Then looked at her own screen to find she was in the 14th spot.

Tamia was far from perfect. Her foot remained firmly on the gas, even while turning. Naturally, she bumped into many barriers and buildings. In the end, she finished in 4th place.

The girls left the racing game to find their boyfriends. They approached just in time to see the game over countdown.

"Did you kick his butt?" Tamia asked nonchalantly, causing Gloria and Tim to giggle.

"Always," Tim replied, prompting a teeth-suck from his brother.

"Yeah, right. I whipped his star-spangled, mega busting team's... butt."

"Anyway... what are we playing next?" Tim asked, clearly diverting the subject.

The two young couples continued to play video games and indoor sports. In date teams and boy vs. girl teams.

---

Upon reaching Tamia's house, Tim challenged his girlfriend to a race to her/Gloria's bedroom. He ran through the front door and looked back. When Tamia ran toward him, he ran upstairs, leading the chase through the hall. The kids laughed and squealed as they ran. Tim suddenly stopped at the sight of an adult--Lauren--causing Tamia to crash right into him. The kids hit the green carpet with a bang, but laughed it off.

Lauren rolled her eyes and smiled at their usual antics.

"You two really like each other, huh?"

Tamia rolled off her guest and they stood.

"Yeah," they answered as one.

"How would you like to show each other how much you love each other?"

"What do you mean, Auntie?"

"I mean, I spoke to your parents, Tim, and we agreed to let you two have sex."

The young couple was stunned.

"You mean, like seeing each other naked and..." she paused, thinking of a way to say it in front of an adult. "doing it?"

"That's right," Lauren smiled. "You can't get pregnant, and you're going home tonight. Might as well 'do it' with Tim before you leave."

"Ooh, thank you, Auntie!" Tamia said, excitedly wrapping her arms around the woman. "Thank you!"

Tim simply stood there and smiled. He then let his girlfriend lead him to the bedroom in a much more civilized way than before.

"Make sure you put a towel under you," Lauren called out.

"Got it."

The kids stopped at the linen closet for a blue towel. Then they went into Gloria's room and laid the unfolded towel neatly on the bed. Eyes on each other the whole time, they took their clothes off and dropped them in separate piles on the floor. For a moment, they looked each other up and down.

Tim had tan lines on his torso. His hairless dick was stuck out in a nearly straight line. Tamia had just a hint of bosoms, topped by brown areola. Her cunt was free of any hair.

Tamia was the first to reach out and touch. She caressed his pelvis, shyly sliding her hand along his skin and towards his hard organ. Then she cautiously wrapped her fingers around it.

"I didn't expect it to feel this hard," the girl remarked. She looked up to see him staring at her fist.

Tim touched her sealed labia, prompting her to spread her legs a bit wider. He ran his fingertips along the soft folds. Two fingers lightly opened them.

They took both of each others hands and sat on the bed. Tim kissed Tamia's cheek before moving to her lips. She turned it into a French kiss and leaned backwards. He followed her down until she scooted on her back up to the pillows. Then he crawled after her and on top.

Tamia spread her legs, allowing her boyfriend to get on his knees between them. He kissed her forehead and directed his stiff cock to her opening. Smiling, he looked at her. When she gave him the "go ahead" with her eyes, he went in.

Tamia cried out, barely able to keep from shrieking when she lost "it." The "it" that barricaded her gift. The gift that her family told her to save for her love. For Tim.

The girl opened her eyes when she felt a kiss on her tear-stained cheek. She closed them when he leaned down to kiss the other one. Her head turned a bit so her lips could catch his. And they did.

"Does it still hurt?" Tim whispered.

"Mmm-mmm," Tamia mumbled, shaking her head. "Do it slow now."

Very delicately, Tim thrust forward. As he sped up, Tamia wiped her tears with her hand. The pain turned into pleasure, and she was soon moving against him. She gave him a contagious smile.

"This feels really good," she commented. "You're going so far inside me."

"It's really warm in there."

The only sounds they made after that were breathing and moaning. The bed occasionally squeaked beneath them. Kisses landed on cheeks, noses, ears, everywhere. Sometimes, love bites would end up on shoulders and necks.

"Oh, Tim, it's happening," Tamia whispered urgently.

Tim sped it up and was rewarded with louder moans of approval. He put his hands under Tamia's back and held her closer.

Tamia suddenly embraced him and tightly shut her eyes. Her breathing became ragged gasps for air. Unconsciously, her lower lips applied pressure on the intruder that was giving it so much pleasure.

That pressure became too much for the 12-year-old boy to handle. When the inevitable release occurred, he rested his forehead on hers and joined her in orgasm. Tim had yet to produce sperm, but it was a great feeling regardless.

Their breath mixed between them. Her fingertips caressed his sweaty back. Moans of pleasure came from both to the point where it was hard to tell whom was making which.

At last, Tim rolled off Tamia and laid on his side. Slowly, he ran a hand down her shoulder to her wrist before taking her right hand. Tamia turned and caressed his cheek. From there, the two lovebirds got lost in each other's eyes.