Sasha woke up knowing this was the last year Trevor would be around the house during her husband's month long camping trip. Well it used to be three weeks, then it grew to a month and the last few years it has stretched to five weeks and a few travel days.
Sasha didn't mind the trip, she was very happy to be completely independent herself for a few weeks each year. She of course loved her step son, Trevor, but she actually liked him a lot as well. The only role she had ever played in raising him was driving him around a little before he got his license since she had married his father when he was 15, but now he was a senior in high school, almost 19 and heading off to college next year.
She made breakfast and was a bit surprised when Trevor didn't appear from his room. An hour went by and he still; no Trevor. She listened from outside his door and didn't hear anything, "Hey Trevor you OK?" She called through the door.
"Ya, I'm fine." He replied sounding annoyed.
"OK, let me know if you want anything." she said realizing she would need to explore further.
Sasha opened up her laptop and logged into a few of her fake social media accounts. She had felt guilty when she created them, but in this day and age it was the only way to know what was going on in a kids life.
Sasha was a little confused as she began sorting through some of the comments. It appeared that Trevor had been with his good friend Aaron, Aaron's girlfriend Gina and a girl Sasha hadn't ever heard of before named Morgan.
Sasha gasped when she figured out what had happened. At first she felt bad for Trevor, then she felt embarrassed for him, and then she felt a little sick for knowing. She read on. Soon she had a knuckle in her mouth, feeling so bad for her sweet Trevor as it seems like this was not the first time it had happened to him.
Trevor had cum prematurely.
Based on what she was figuring out from their snide comments he had cum really prematurely, like maybe as soon as he had gotten his hand inside her shirt. A new comment was added from another girl Sasha didn't recognize, she said he didn't make it past her kissing his neck with her.
Sasha felt so bad for Trevor, he had become so good looking in the last year, it was no surprise there were plenty of girls interested in him, but he didn't seem to be able to enjoy it.
She didn't know what to do but she understood why he was feeling annoyed and probably frustrated.
The day turned to evening and Trevor had only come out of his room for a few minutes here and there. Sasha decided to order pizza to try and lure him out for a bit.
He was quiet as he ate, Sasha just wanted to hug him and tell him not to worry about it. "So are you going out tonight?" He rarely stayed home on a Saturday night.
"Ahhh, naw, I don't think so." He replied, his mouth half full of pizza. Sasha felt bad but didn't make a thing of it.
An hour later Sasha was surprised to see headlights in the driveway. Trevor came out of his room looking much nicer than he usually did. He smelled good too, Sasha didn't even know he owned any kind of cologne let alone a nice one.
"Hey I changed my mind, I'll be back later." He said, sounding a little nervous.
"Oh ok hun, call me if you need anything." Sasha said, but she didn't think he was paying any attention.
An hour and a half later Trevor came back in the door and headed for his room without saying a word. Sasha's heart sank. She logged back on. It only took a moment to see what had happened. He had met up with Morgan again, and it sounded like he had talked a big game and then the same thing had happened.
She watched as Trevor was mocked online in real time. Her eyes started to tear up, her stepson was the butt of the joke for all these dipshit girls. Any of them would be more than lucky to have such a nice sweet boy as a boyfriend.
Sasha stared at his door, knowing he was just on the other side of it feeling horrible. She knocked, and surprisingly he said come in.
She stepped into his room, saw him lying on his bed facing away from her. "Umm is there anything you want to talk about hun?" she asked, having no idea what he might say.
"No" he said, but it didn't sound like he wanted to be left alone.
"So who did you go out with tonight?"
"A girl named Morgan, but I don't think I like her." He rolled over and faced her as he said this.
Sasha sat down at his desk chair, leaning towards him. "That's fine. I'm sure there are lots of girls." she said, trying to sound light hearted.
He just kind of grunted at that comment. "Hun, you can tell me anything, is there something on your mind?"
"No." he said, rolling away.
She paused, "Are you sure hon, I wont be mad about anything, like..." she paused again "Like ummm, if you are ummm like want to ask about anything like... physical with a girl or have questions about something like that." Sasha stopped talking wishing she had been able to be even slightly smooth about that.
He didn't move. He didn't say anything.
"Trevor? Hon?"
His voice was unexpectedly harsh. "Are you stalking my friends online? I know some people's parents do that, I thought you were cooler than that."
Sasha's heart dropped, damn she was not as smart as she thought she was.
"Oh fuck." he said burrying his head in his pillow.
"Honey, it's ok, please lets not make a big deal about this, it's not like I didn't expect you were having sex." Sasha just wanted to make him feel better.
He kept his head facing away from her. She didn't know if he was going to yell at her, or cry or what. "Ya I wish I could make it to having sex." He muttered.
Sasha was glad he wasn't looking at her, she couldn't hide her grimace. Had he never made it past some fumbling hand stuff?
"Well ok... Ummmm, maybe I could like teach you a breathing technique." She didn't like how her voice went up at the end, she didn't feel very confident.
There was a long pause. Finally he rolled over and said "OK fine."
She was shocked, he must be really desperate.
She showed him how to breath in through his nose and out of his mouth, holding his breath slightly. They did it together a few times.
"So ummm how will this help?" he asked.
Sasha didn't realize how awkward this could get. "Well ummm, maybe as you ummm you know umm start to do things, if you concentrate on your breathing it ummm might distract you and ahhhhh make things go ummm a little slower."
He nodded and took another breath like she had shown him.
The next day Sara came over to see Trevor. She was a sweet girl, not very stylish, Sasha assumed she had gotten a pair of glasses in eighth grade and just kept them since then.
Sasha retreated to her bedroom. She knew that they had some kind of relationship in the past, but she also knew Sara had never said anything mean about Trevor online.
It was only twenty minutes later when she heard the front door thud close. Sasha came out of her room. Trevor was in his room but the door was open, he had changed his clothes but was sitting at his desk chair with his head in his hands.
"Oh honey, did ummm that not go well?"
He was obviously very upset. "I don't get it, I did it like right before she got here and I still couldn't..." he trailed off. It took Sasha a minute to realize he had just told her he had also jerked off recently.
"OK so the breathing didn't help?" she asked obviously knowing the answer but wanting to fill the silence.
"I don't know, I tried I think... I don't know."
Sasha paused, she really had no idea how far to go with this, but he obviously wanted something from her. "Ummmm can I ask a personal question?" She said.
"Ya I mean at this point whatever." Trevor said.
"So ummm when you ummm like are doing it by yourself... Does it last longer then?" Sasha asked, a knot forming in her stomach.
"Ya it lasts a really long time then, I mean if I want it to."
"OK so ummmmm OK, like ummm how many girls has this happened with?" Sasha hoped she wasn't scaring him for life with this conversation.
Trevor paused and Sasha wondered if he was about to tell her to get out. "I think like seven."
Sasha's felt her eyes get wide. "Oh ok ummmm so seven times."
"Well no, seven girls, it's happened with some of them a bunch of times." Trevor looked up at her. "Oh god this is really bad isn't it?" Sasha thought he might cry.
"No, no, no, no, no this will be ok." Sasha wished she had said the word no two less times.
"Any time a girl is around at all I like can't control it." He said, exasperated.
There was a long pause, "You know, I really wanted to ask Laura to prom, and I really wanted that to ummm go well. I really like her." He told Sasha.
Sasha felt a little better moving towards more general high school crush talk. "OK so why were you going out with that Morgan girl and having Sara over?"
Trevor looked at her "I was trying to practice."
"Oh, Trevor, that is not a nice thing to do to girls. Sara is not a 'practice' girl. How do you think she would feel if she heard that."
Trevor sighed. "Ya, I get it, I'm gonna shower."
He left the room and Sasha was left having no idea if she handled that well or the worst way imaginable.
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Trevor was quiet at dinner the next night. Finally Sasha asked what was wrong. She really hoped it was a new problem. "Well Laura finally asked if I was ever going to ask her to prom so I said ya, and now I'm going with her."
Sasha looked at him confused "Isn't that what you wanted?"
Trevor looked her in the eye, "Not if I'm going to make a huge ass of myself. I just can't..." he stood up and went into his room, slamming the door.
A few minutes later Sasha knocked and then let herself into his room. He was lying on the bed again. "OK let's figure out some kind of plan."
'I had a plan, but no, it's not nice so now I'm fucked."
"OK but that wasn't even working hon" Sasha was cut off.
"BUT IT MIGHT HAVE!" he snapped at her.
"OK, OK, OK... umm we will make a new plan. Ummmmm" Sasha trailed off.
