Repopulation

He feels a light slap on the back of his head, and is broken out of his trance. Turning around to face his unknown assailant, he lets out a sigh of relief when he sees his friend Mikey, one of the few people he trusts in this hellhole. Mikey sits down at the table next to Corey and turns his attention to his friend, and a little towards the fine girl Corey was inspecting.

“Why are you staring at her?” Mikey asks the survivor

“Well, I don’t really know.” Corey replies, feeling the embarrassment spread across his face.

Mikey laughs as he continues with his friend, “It’s all good man, nice choice. I guess we gotta repopulate somehow.”

Corey gives him a playful punch on the shoulder, “Shut up dumbass.”

Both laugh it off until Mikey speaks again, “Seriously man, talk to her. I know before it wouldn’t work because you were a loser but now, you’re the second coolest 16 year old guy on the planet.”

Corey halfheartedly laughs, and says “Mikey, there’s only two of us. But-” he is cut off by Mikey grabbing him and throwing him in the direction of the beautiful teen. She turns, and smiles when Corey begins to stammer a hello out.

“Well, hello to you too Corey.” She replies

“Wait… you know me?” A shocked Corey inquires. How did a girl as popular and sexy as her notice lame me?

She begins to giggle, “Yeah, I’ve seen you guys skateboarding. I’ve always wanted to learn.” Now what the hell does that mean? Girls are so fucking confusing.

Before realizing what he was saying, “Well, I have a little skating stuff in my bunker if you wanna come.” He shoots a glance over to Mikey, who smiles and gives a double thumbs up. Oh shit, now what have I gotten myself into

Just as he is preparing for the imminent rejection, he hears her say “I’d love to. When are you thinking?”

Trying to contain his excitement, which is in vain, he nearly shouts out “What about now?”

Once again, the teen goddess laughs, and replies “Then let’s go!”

Corey reaches his hand out, but stops himself. Don’t push it too far dumbass, you might still have a chance. However, he is shocked when she grabs his hand anyway. “Lead the way,” she whispers in his ear. He smiles and leads her away from the common bunker and towards his rec area, which his parents luckily felt they had time to install. As the teens walk through the dimly lit hallways, Corey learns her name is Casey, which he already knew, and that she was a gymnast before the war. He tells her the boring details of his life, skateboarding and guitar, but she seems to love it. “I always thought skaters were cute,” she says at one point.

After a long walk, they reach a blast door, which Corey keys a code into. The door begins its loud, slow opening process and reveals a skater’s paradise. With jumps and grind rails and anything you could want, Casey can’t help but to mutter a “Wow.” Corey closes the doors behind them and turns around to see a curious Casey

“Why’d you close the doors, think you’re gonna get lucky or something?” She questions, hands on her perfectly toned hips.

Corey takes a breath and replies, “No, parents get upset when I leave it open. Apparently it’s too loud or some bullshit like that.” Casey keeps up her stern look before cracking a smile

“So, why’s it so hot in here?” She asks now, as she sits on the polished wood floor.

“Because I like it, it reminds me of the hot summers we used to have before all this happened.”

“And you’re sure it’s not because you’re trying to make me strip?”

He blushes, and feeling bold, replies, “Not really, but if you want to, be my guest.”

After a little wait, as if she was pondering his offer, she shakes her head and smiles. “Horny boys, always trying to get a girl naked on the first date.”

Now it’s Corey’s turn to question, “So, this is a date now?”

She laughs, “I guess it is, I mean, that is what you wanted when you brought me here, right?”

“Yeah, it is” he replies, visibly embarrassed by the turn of events

“Good,” is all she says before grabbing the hem of her pink shirt, “It is pretty hot, you won’t mind if I take this off will you?”

“Not at all,” he replies, “In fact, I’ll join you.” Both teens peel off their shirts and look at the other’s body.

Casey stands around 5’5″ and weighs about 105 lbs. She possesses nice pale skin, like everyone else due to lack of sunlight, and brown hair trimmed to shoulder length. He continued to envy the petite frame and small breasts of the gymnast before him, and she did the same with her piercing blue eyes. He can’t take his eyes off of her small breasts encased in a modest orange and white striped bra.

Corey is taller, standing 5’10” and weighing in at around 140 lbs. As Casey does, Corey’s skin is pale and he has dirty blond hair that is messy and a little shorter than Casey’s. He has a little facial hair on his chin, but not enough to be called a beard. Casey stares at his body now, somehow finding a way to escape the gaze of his green eyes. She notices how he isn’t too skinny, nor too ripped. He is in the perfect area of fitness for her, with some muscle definition here and there.

Corey’s voice interrupts the stares of the lustful teens, “So, what do we do now?”

“I have no idea,” Casey replies, “You were the one that brought me down here.”

Corey wouldn’t allow himself to be the controller right now, he was afraid he would do something to mess it up. Stay calm Corey, he thought, don’t mess up your chance here, it might be the only one you get. “What do you want to do?” He asked his guest

“I think I want to try something,” Casey says with a touch of seduction in her voice. She motions for Corey to come over to her and he does, sitting next to her. Corey is about to speak when he feels her hand on his back and sees her begin to move towards his face. Not mistaking this movement for anything besides the truth, Corey moves his face to his, and their lips collide. Sparks are sent through the bodies and minds of the pair as they both share their first kiss in a very long time. Casey pulls away after a few seconds, ending their endeavor. She leans back, resting on one of the many jumps in the skateboarding area.

“So, Corey,” she asks, blushing, “You’ve had your first kiss before right?”

He nods, “Yeah, you?”

She nods in response. The pair sit in silence for a little, until Corey asks, “How long have you wanted to kiss me?”

The blush darkens on Casey’s face, “Well, since 4th grade. I’ve always thought you were cute, but since I was popular, and you were a skater, it would never work.”

The pair began to talk about their past now, and not the past everyone knows. Corey learns that Casey had multiple boyfriends, but nothing serious with any of them. Corey only had one girlfriend, and the war started before anything serious could happen, and he couldn’t get her down here.

“That’s awful Corey” Casey responds to the sad story.

“Yeah,” he says, with a depressed look on his face, “she didn’t believe anything my parents or I was saying. She thought we were crazy and almost broke up with me, but we had to come down here before she could.”

“You poor thing, I guess I have to make it up for you.” Corey’s head whipped up in time to register another kiss was coming, and the two lock lips yet again. This time, Corey feels a warmth on his outer lip, and soon realizes it’s Casey’s tongue! His hands begin to shake as he opens his lips, allowing Casey to explore the inside of his mouth. Corey begins to lightly play with her tongue with his own, and soon a battle for dominance erupts in their combined mouths. Within a minute or two, the pair parts, breathing heavily and a little sweaty. Corey begins to panic, though, when he sees where Casey’s attention lies.

“Oh, shit Casey, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean-” his explanation is cut off by a quick peck on the lips from the brunette.

“I think it’s cute,” she reasons, “In fact, I’m flattered you feel that way about me. Now, how about we continue kissing?”

Corey smiles and the duo lean in once again and this time, open their mouths from the start. The battle for dominance reemerges as the two lustfully swap saliva. Corey, mostly distracted by his finally kissing the girl of his dreams, almost missed her hand journeying from his chest down south. The hand reaches the waistband of his shorts, and he takes in a deep breath.