That night, when Ben was jerking off as usual, he made himself a promise. He would talk to Barb and try to neck with her. After all, there had been a lot of stories about her necking with guys at the school. And if there was any truth to it at all, Ben might have a chance. He had nothing to lose, in any case.

Now that Ben had a promise to keep to himself, life seemed to have taken an upturn. He was as horny as ever, but now there was hope.

The next day on his way to dinner Ben spotted the girl. She was walking away from campus. And although Ben knew he would get into trouble for missing dinner, he had a promise to keep.

"Barb," he yelled as he took off after her.

She turned, saw the boy running toward her, and stopped. She knew Ben as she knew the other boys – casually, by sight only.

"Hi," Ben said when he caught up with her. "Can I walk along with you?"

"Sure, but aren't you supposed to be at dinner?" she said.

"It I eat another of those rotten meals I'll barf," Ben said. "I'm going to Jack's for a hamburger. Want to come with me?"

"Okay," Barb said. "But don't mention my name when you get into trouble."

Ben knew he would get into trouble. But it would be worth it. If he didn't at least try to get something from Barb, after promising himself that he would, he would be even more frustrated than he already was.

As they walked along, Ben let his eyes rove over the girl's chest. Her tits hopped with every step. Ben's prick became hard, making it difficult for him to walk.

Barb was probably about a year older than Ben. The boy wondered what experience she'd had and what she would be willing to do for him.

This was one of the first warm days of spring, and Ben was enjoying the sight of Barb dressed in a tight sweater. He hadn't remembered her tits being so big.

With his heart beating and his prick throbbing, Ben reached over and took Barb's hand in his.